'em the colours are too sad Pio. 'Faith Mistris I want clothes indeed Mal. I have Some Gold too for my servant Pio. And I have A better mettle for my Mistris Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Vitelli and Alguazier at severall doors Alg. Undone wit now or never help me my Master He wil cut my throat I am a dead Constable And he 'l not be hangd neither there 's the griefe The party sir is here Vit. What Alg. He was here I cry your Lordship mercy but I rattled him I told him here was no companions For such deboshd and poor-condition'd fellows Ibid him venture not so desperately The cropping of his eares slitting his nose Or being gelt Vit. T was wel done Alg. Please your honour I told him there were Stewes and then at last Swore three or foure great oathes she was remov'd Which I did thinke I might in conscience Being for your Lordship Vit. What became of him Alg. Faith sir he went away with a flea in 's eare Like a poore cur clapping his trindle taile Betwixt his legs A chi ha a chi ha chi ha now luck Enter Malroda and Piorato Mal. T is he do as I told thee Blesse thee Signior Oh my deare Lord Vit. Malroda what alone Mal. She never is alone that is accompanied With noble thoughts my Lords and mine are such Being onely of your Lordship Vit. Pretty Lasse Mal. Oh my good Lord my picture 's done but 'faith It is not like nay this way sir the light Strikes best upon it here Pio. Excellent wench Exit Alg. I am glad the danger 's over Exit Vit. T is wondrous like But that Art cannot counterfeit what Nature Could make but once Mal. All 's cleare another tune You must heare from me now Vitelli thou' rt A most perfidious and a perjur'd man As ever did usurpe Nobility Vit. What meanst thou Mal Mal. Leave your betraying smiles And change the tunes of your inticing tongues To penitentiall prayers for I am great In labour even with anger big with child Of womans rage bigger then when my wombe Was pregnant by thee goe seducer fly Out of the world let me the last wretch be Dishonoured by thee touch me not I loath My very heart because thou layst there long A woman 's wel helpt up that 's confident In ere a glittering outside on you all Would I had honestly been matchd to some Poore Countrey-swaine ere known the vanity Of Court peace then had been my portion Nor had been cozend by an houres pompe To be a whore unto my dying day Vit. Oh the uncomfortable waies such women have Their different speech and meaning no assurance In what they say or do Dissemblers Even in their prayers as if the weeping Greeke That flatter'd Troy afire had been their Adam Lyers as if their mother had been made Onely of all the falshood of the man Dispos'd into that rib Do I know this And more nay all that can concern this Sex With the true end of my creation Can I with rationall discourse sometimes Advance my spirit into Heaven before 'T has shook hands with my body and yet blindly Suffer my filthy flesh to master it With sight of such faire fraile beguiling objects When I am absent easily I resolve Nere more to entertaine those strong desires That triumph ore me even to actuall sin Yet when I meet again those sorserers eyes Their beames my hardest resolutions thaw As if that cakes of Ice and July met And her sighes powerfull as the violent North Like a light feather twirle me round about And leave me in mine own low state again What aylst thou prethee weep not Oh those tears If they were true and righly spent would raise A flowry spring i th' midst of January Celestiall Ministers with Christall cups Would stoop to save 'em for immortall drink But from this passion why all this Mal. Do' ye ask You are marrying having made me unfit For any man you leave me fit for all Porters must be my burthens now to live And fitting me your selfe for Carts and Beadles You leave me to 'em And who of all the world But the virago your great Arch-foes daughter But on I care not this poore rush 't will breed An excellent comedy ha ha 't'makes me laugh I cannot choose the best is some report It is a match for feare not love o' your side Vit. Why how the devill knows she that I saw This Lady are all whores peec'd with some witch I will be merry 'faith 't is true sweet heart I am to marry Mal. Are you you base Lord By I 'le Pistoll thee Vit. A roaring whore Take heed there 's a correction house hard by You ha' learn'd this o' your swordman that I warn'd you of Your fencers and your drunkards but whereas You upbraid me with oathes why I must tell you I ne'ere promis'd you marriage nor have vow'd But said I lov'd you long as you remain'd The woman I expected or you swore And how you have fail'd of that sweet heart you know You faine would shew your power but fare you well I le keepe no more faith with an infidell Mal. Nor I my bosome for a Turk do' ye heare Goe and the devill take me if ever I see you more I was too true Vit. Come pish That devill take the falsest of us two Mal. Amen Vit. You are an ill Clerk and curse your selfe Madnesse transports you I confesse I drew you Unto my will but you must know that must not Make me doat on the habit of my sin I will to settle you to your content Be master of my word and yet he li'd That told you I was marrying but in thought But will you slave me to your tyranny So cruelly I shall not dare to looke Or speake to other women make me not Your smocks Monopolie come let 's be friends Looke her 's a Jewell for thee I will come At night and Mal. What yfaith you shall not sir Vit. 'Faith and troth and verily but I will Ma. Halfe drunck to make a noise and raile Vit. No no Sober and dieted for the nonce I am thine I have won the day Mal. The night though shall be mine Exeunt Scaena quarta Enter Clara and Bobadilla with Letters Cla. What said he sirha Bob. Little or nothing faith I saw him not Nor will not he doth love a strumpet Mistresse Nay keeps her spitefully under the Constables nose It shall be justifi'd by the Gentleman Your brothers Matter that is now within A'practicing there are your Letters come You shall not cast your selfe away while I live Nor will I venture my right worshipfull place Enter In such a businesse here 's your Mother downe Eugenia Sayavedra And he that loves you another gates fellow I wish If you had any grace Cla. Well rogue Bob. I le in to see Don Lucio mannage he 'll make A pretty peece of flesh I promise you He do's already handle his weapon finely
on my child Which here would be too rude and troublesome Exit Phil. Franio you knew this before Bust. Oh oh Item for you Miller Fra. I did my Liege I must confesse I did And I confesse I ne'r would have confess'd Had not that womans tongue begun to me We poor ones love and would have comforts Sir As well as great this is no strange fault Sir There 's many men keep other mens children As though they were their own Bust. It may stretch farther yet I beseech you my Liege let this woman be a little farther examin'd let the words of her conscience be search'd I would know how she came by me I am a lost childe if I be theirs though I have been brought up in a mill yet I had ever a minde me thought to be a greater man Phil. Shee will resolve you sure Gill. I I Boy thou art mine own flesh and blood Born of mine own body Bust. 'T is very unlikely that such a body should bear me There 's no trust in these millers Woman tell the truth my father shall forgive thee whatsoever he was were hee Knight Squire or Captain lesse he should not be Gill. Thou art mine own child Boy Bust. And was the Miller my Father Gill. Wouldst thou make thy mother a whore Knave Bust. I if she make me a Bastard The rack must make her confesse my Lord I shall never come to know who I am else I have a worshipfull mind in mee sure mee thinks I do scorn poor folks Enter Otrante Florimell and Julio c. Phil. Here comes the brightest glory of the day Love yoak'd with love the best equality Without the levell of estate or person Jul. You both shall be rewarded bountifully Wee 'll be a-kin too Brother and Sister shall be chang'd with us ever Bust. Thank you Unkle my sister is my cosen yet at the last cast Farewell sister foster If I had known the Civill law would have allowed it thou hadst had another manner of husband then thou hast but much good doe thee I 'll dance at thy wedding kisse the Bride and so Jul. Why how now sirha Bust. 'T is lawfull now she 's none of my Sister It was a Miller and a Lord That had a scabberd and a sword He put it up in the Country word The Miller and his daughter Shee has a face and she can sing Shee has a Grace and she can spring Shee has a place with another thing Tradoodle Fra. A knavish Brother of yours my Lord Bust. would I were acquainted with your Tailor Noble Brother Otr. You may there he is a mine newly entertain'd Ver. If you have any work for me I can fit you Sir I fitted the Lady Bust. My Sister Tailor what fits her wil hardly fit me Ver. Who fits her may fit you Sir the Tailor can do both Bust. You have a true yard Tailor Ver. Ne'r a whit too long I warrant you Bust. Then Tailor march with me away I scorn these robes I must be gay My Noble Brother he shall pay Tom Tailor Exeunt Phil. Your recovered friendships are sound Gentlemen Bel. At heart at heart my Lord the worm shall not Beyond many ages find a breach to enter at Phil. These Lovers unities I will not doubt of How happy have you made our Progresse then To be the witnesse of such fair Accords Come now we 'll eat with you my Lord Otrante 'T is a charge sav'd You must not grudge your guest 'T is both my Welcome and your Wedding-Feast Exeunt FINIS THE PROPHETESSE Actus primus Scaena prima Enter Charinus Aurelia Niger Char. You buz into my head strange likelihoods and fill mee full of doubts But what proofes Niger what certainties that my most noble Brother came to his end by murther Tel me that assure me by some circumstance Niger I will Sir And as I tell you truth so the gods prosper me I have often nam'd this Aper Char. True ye have done and in mysterious senses I have heard ye break out o' th' sudden and abruptly Niger True Sir Fear of your unbeliefe and the Times giddinesse made me I durst not then go farther So your Grace please out of your wonted goodnesse to give credit I shall unfold the wonder Aur. Do it boldly you shall have both our hearty loves and hearings Niger This Aper then this too much honourd villain for he deserves no mention of a good man great Sir give ear This most ungratefull spightfull above the memory of mankind mischievous with his owne bloody hands Char. Take heed Nig. I am in Sir and if I make not good my Storie Aur. Forward I see a Truth would break out be not fearfull Nig. I say this Aper and his damn'd Ambition cut off your Brothers hopes his life and fortunes the honourd Numerianus fell by him fell basely most untimely and most treacherously For in his Litter as he bore him company most privately and cunningly he kill'd him yet still hee fils the faithfull Souldiers ears with stories of his weaknesse of his life that he dare not venture to appear in open and shew his warlike face among the souldiers the tendernesse and weaknesse of his eyes being not able to endure the Sun yet Slave that he is he gives out this infirmitie because hee would dispatch his honour too to arise from wantonnesse and love of women and thus he juggles still Aur. O most pernitious most bloody and most base Alas deer Brother art thou accus'd and after death thy memory loaden with shames and lies Those pious tears thou daily showerdst upon my fathers Monument when in the Persian Expedition he fell unfortunately by a stroak of thunder made thy defame and sins Those wept out eyes the fair examples of a noble Nature those holy drops of Love turn'd by depravers malitious poyson'd tongues to thy abuses We must not suffer this Char. It shows a truth now and sure this Aper is not right nor honest hee will not now come neer me Nig. No he dare not He has an inmate here that 's call'd a conscience bids him keep off Char. My Brother honourd him made him first Captain of his Guard his next friend then to my mother to assure him neerer he made him husband Nig. And withall ambitious for when he trod so nigh his false feet itch'd Sir to step into the State Aur. If ye beleeve Brother Aper a bloody knave as 't is apparant Let 's leave disputing and do something Noble Char. Sister be rul'd I am not yet so powerfull to meet him in the field He has under him the flower of all the Empire and the strength the Brittain and the Germain Cohorts pray ye be patient Niger how stands the Souldier to him Nig. In fear more Sir then love or honour he has lost their fair affections by his most covetous and greedy griping Are ye desirous to do something on him that all the world may know ye lov'd your Brother and do it safely too
mystery now why the Gentlemen weare but three barres of the crosse and the knights the whole one Mir. Why Captaine Nor. Mary sir to put us in remembrance we are but three quarters cross'd in our licence and pleasures but the poore Knights cross'd altogther the brothers at Armes may yet meet with their Sisters at Armes now and then in brotherly love but the poore Knights cannot get a Lady for love nor money 't is not so in other Countries I wis pray haste you for I 'le along and see what will come on 't Exit Mir. Collonna provide strait all necessaries For this remove the Lytter for the Lady And let Lucinda beare her company You shall attend on me Coll. With all my duties Exit Mir. How fare you gracious Mistresse Ori. O Miranda You pleas'd to honour me with that faire title When I was free and could dispose my selfe But now no smile no word no looke no touch Can I impart to any but as theft From my Gomera and who dares accept Is an usurper Mir. Leave us I have touch'd thee Thou fairer vertue then thou' rt beautifull Hold but this test so rich an one was never Altar ready Tapers booke Try'd by the hand of man on the vast earth Sit brightest Oriana is it sinne Still to professe I love you still to vow I shall doe ever heaven my witnesse be 'T is not your eye your cheeke your tongue no part That superficially doth snare young men Which has caught me read over in your thoughts The story that this man hath made of you And thinke upon his merit Ori. Onely thought Can comprehend it Mir. And can you be so Cruell thankelesse to destroy his youth That sav'd your honour gave you double life Your own and your faire Infants that when fortune The blind foe to all beauty that is good Bandied you from one hazard to another Was even heavens Messenger by providence Call'd to the Temple to receive you there Into these Armes to give ease to your throwes As if 't had thunder'd take thy due Miranda For she was thine Gomera's jealousie Strooke death unto thy heart to him be dead And live to me that gave thee second life Let me but now enjoy thee Oh regard The torturing fires of my affections Ori. Oh master them Miranda as I mine Who follows his desires such tyrants serves As will oppresse him insupportably My flames Miranda rise as high as thine For I did love thee 'fore my marriage Yet would I now consent or could I think Thou wert in earnest which by all the soules That have for chastity been sanctified I cannot in a moment I doe know thou 'ldst call faire temperance up to rule thy blood Thy eye was ever chaste thy countenance too honest And all thy woings was like maidens talk Who yeeldeth unto pleasures and to lust Is a poore captive that in Golden Fetters And pretious as he thinkes but holding gyves Frets out his life Mir. Find such another woman And take her for his labour any man Ori. I was not worthy of thee at my best Heaven knew I was not I had had thee else Much lesse now gentle sir Mirandas deeds Have been as white as Orianas fame From the beginning to this point of time And shall we now begin to staine both thus Think on the legend which we two shall breed Continuing as we are for chastest dames And boldest Souldiers to peruse and read I and read thorough free from any act To cause the modest cast the booke away And the most honour'd Captaine fold it up Mir Fairest let goe my hand my pulse beats thick And my mov'd blood rides high in every vaine Lord of thy selfe now Souldier and ever I would not for Aleppo this fraile Bark This barke of flesh no better fleeres-man had Then has Mountferrat's may you kisse me Lady Ori. No though 't be no essentiall injury It is a circumstance due to my Lord To none else and my deerest friend if hands Playing together kindle heate in you What may the game at lips provoke unto Mir. Oh what a tongue is here whil'st she doth teach My heart to hate my fond unlawfull love She talkes me more in love with love to her My fires she quencheth with her arguments But as she breathes 'em they blow fresher fires Sir further now my flame cooles husband wife There is some holy mystery in those names That sure the unmarried cannot understand Ori. Now thou art strait and do'st enamour me So far beyhind a carnall earthly love My very soule doats on thee and my spirits Doe embrace thine my minde doth thy mind kisse And in this pure conjunction we enjoy A heavenlyer pleasure then if bodies met This this is perfect love the other short Yet languishing fruition every Swaine And sweating Groome may clasp but our's refinde Two in ten ages cannot reach unto Nor is our spirituall love a barren joy For mark what blessed issue we 'll beget Deerer then children to posterity A great example to mens continence And womens chastity that is a childe More faire and comfortable then any heire Mir. If all wives were but such lust would not finde One corner to inhabit sinne would be So strange remission superfluous But one petition I have done Ori. What Sweet Mir. To call me Lord if the hard hand of death seize on Gomera first Ori. Oh much too worthy How much you undervalue your own price To give your unbought selfe for a poore woman That has been once sold us'd and lost her show I am a garment worne a vessell crack'd A zoane untide a Lilly trod upon A fragrant flowre cropt by anothers hand My colour sullyde and my odour chang'd If when I was new blossom'd I did feare My selfe unworthy of Mirandas spring Thus over-blown and seeded I am rather Fit to adorn his Chimney then his bed Mir. Rise miracle save Malta with thy vertue If words could make me proud how has she spoke Yet I will try her to the very block Hard-hearted and uncivill Oriana Ingratefull payer of my industries That with a soft painted hypocrisie Cozen'st and geer'st my perturbation Expect a witty and a fell revenge My comfort is all men will thinke thee false Beside thy husband having been thus long Enter Nor. Collonna Lucinda with a Childe on this occasion in my Fort and power I le heare no more words Captaine let 's away With all care see to her and you Lucinda Attend her diligently she is a wonder Nor. Have you found she was well delivered What had she a good Mid-wife is all well Mir. You are merry Norandine Luc. Why weepe you Lady Ori. Take the poor Babe along Col. Madam 't is here Ori. Dissembling death why didst thou let me live To see this change my greatest cause to grieve Exeunt Scaena secunda Enter Astorius Castriot Valetta Gomera Synnet Knights 2 Bishops Mountferrat guarded by Corporall and Souldiers Abdella a Gentleman with a cloake sword
ignorance What a most precious subject had I purchas'd Speake for him gentlemen some one that knowes What the man ailes and can speake sense Clean. Sure Madam This fellow has been a rare Hare finder See how his eyes are set Cal. Some one goe with me I 'le send him something for his head poore gentleman Is troubled with the staggers Lucip. Keep him darke He will run March mad else the fumes of Battell's Ascend into his braines Clean. Clap to his feet An old Drum head to draw the thunder downward Cal. Look to him gentlemen farwell Lord I am sorry We cannot kisse at this time but believe it Wee 'le find an houre for all God keep my children From being such sweet Souldiers Softly wenches Lest we disturbe his dreame Exit Calis Ladies Eumen. Why this is Monstrous 1 Capt. A strange forgetfulnesse yet still he holds it 2 Capt. Though he ne're saw a woman of great fashion Before this day yet my thinks 't is possible He might imagine what they are and what Belongs unto 'em meere report of others Eumen. Pish his head had other whimsies in 't my Lord Death I think y' are strook dumb my good Lord Generall 1 Capt. Sir Mem. That I doe love ye Madam and so love ye An 't like your grace 2 Cap. He has bin studying this speech Eumen. Who doe ye speake to sir Mem. Why where 's the Lady The woman the faire woman 1 Cap. Who Mem. The Princesse Give me the Princesse Eumen. Give yee counsell rather To use her like a Princesse Fy my Lord How have you borne your selfe how nakedly Laid your soule open and your ignorance To be a sport to all report and honour Drew her to doe you favours and you bluntly Without consideration what or how she was Neither collecting reason nor distinction Mem. Why what did I my masters Eumen. All that shewes A man unhandsome undigested done Mem. Did not I kneele unto her Eumen. Dumbe and senslesse As though ye had bin cut out for your fathers tombe Or stuck a land-marke when she spoke unto you Being the excellence of all our Island Ye star'd upon her as ye had seene a monster Mem. Was I so foolish I confesse Eumenes I never saw before so brave an outside But did I kneele so long Eumen. Till they laught at ye And when you spoke I am asham'd to tell ye What 't was my Lord how farre from order Blesse me is 't possible the wild noise of a warre And what she only teaches should possesse ye Knowledge to treat with her and full discretion Being at flood still in ye and in peace And manly conversation smooth and civill Where gracefulnesse and glory twyn together Thrust your selfe out an exile Doe you know sir what state she carries What great obedience waits at her backe continually Mem. She ne're commanded A hundred thousand men as I have done Nor ne're won battell Say I would have kist her Eume. There was a dainty offer too a rare one Mem. Why she is a woman is she not Eume. She is so Mem. Why very well what was she made for then Is she not young and handsome bred to breed Doe not men kisse faire women if they doe If lips be not unlawfull ware Why a Princesse Is got the same way that we get a begger Or I am cosen'd and the selfe-same way Shee must be handled e're she get another That 's rudenesse is it not 2. Cap. To her 't is held so rudnes in that high degree Mem. 'T is reason But I will be more punctuall pray what thought she Eum. Her thoughts were mercifull but she laught at ye Pittying the poorenesse of your complement And so she left ye good sir shape your selfe To understand the place and noble persons You live with now 1. Cap. Let not those great deserts The King hath layd up of ye and the people Be blasted with ill bearing Eume. The whole name of souldier then will suffer Mem. Shee 's a sweet one And good sirs leave your exhortations They come untimely to me I have braines That beate above your reaches Shee 's a Princesse That 's all I have killed a King that 's greater Come let 's to dinner if the Wine be good You shall perceive strange wisdome in my blood Exeunt all but Chilax Chil. Well would thou wert i' the wars again Old Memnon there thou wouldst talke toth ' purpose And the proudest of all these Court Camelions Would be glad to find it sense too plague of this Dead peace this bastard breeding lowzie lazie idlenesse Now we must learne to pipe and pick our livings Out of old rotten ends these twenty five yeares I have serv'd my Countrie lost my youth and bloud Expos'd my life to dangers more then dayes Yet let me tell my wants I know their answers The King is bound to right me they good people Have but from hand to mouth looke to your wives Your yong trim wives your high-day wives your march-paines For if the souldiers find not recompence As yet there 's none a hatching I beleeve You men of wars the men of wars will nick ye For sterve nor beg they must not my small meanes Are gone in fumo here to raise a better Unlesse it be with lying or dog flattering At which our Nations excellent observing dog-dayes When this good Lady broyles and would be basted By that good Lord or such like morall learnings Is here impossible Well I will rub among 'em If any thing for honestie be gotten Thou't be but bread and cheese I can be satisfied If otherwise the wind blow stiffe as I am Yet I shall learne to shuffle There 's an old Lasse That shall be namelesse yet alive my last hope Has often got me my pocket full of crownes If all faile Jack-Dawes are you alive still Then I see the coast cleare when fooles and boyes can prosper Enter Foole and Page Pag. Brave Lievtenant Foole. Haile to the man of worship Chi. You are fine sirs Most passing fine at all points Fool. As ye see sir Home-bred and handsome we cut not out our clothes sir At halfe sword as your Taylors doe and pinck 'em With Pikes and Partizans we live retir'd sir Gentlemen like and jealous of our honours Chi. Very fine Foole and fine Boy Peace playes with you As the wind playes with feathers dances ye You grind with all gusts gallants Page We can bounce sir When you Soldados bend i' th' hams and frisk too Fool. When twenty of your trip-coats turn their tippets And your cold sallets without salt or vineger By wambling in your stomacks hemp and hobnailes Will beare no price now hanging and old harneis Are like to over-run us Pa. Whores and hot houses Foole. Surgeons and Sirenges ring out your sance-bells Page Your Jubile your Jubile Foole. Proh Deum How our St. Georges will bestride the Dragons The red and ramping Dragons Page Advanc't foole Foole. But then the sting i' th' taile
dare crosse it The Plot was cast by me to make thee jealous But not to wrong your wife she is faire and vertuous Die Take us to mercy too we beseech your honour We shall be justified the way of all flesh els Iam. No more talke nor no more dissention Lawyer I know your anger 't is a vaine and slight one For if you doe I 'll lay your whole life open A life that all the world shall I 'll bring witnes And rip before a Judge the ulcerous villanies You know I know ye and I can bring witnes Bar. Nay good Sir noble Sir Iam. Be at peace then presently Immediately take honest and faire truce With your good Wife and shake hands with that Gentleman Has honour'd ye too much and doe it cheerefully Lop. Take us along for heaven sake too Bar. I am Friends There is no remedie I must put up all And like my neighbours rub it ou't by 'th shoulders And perfect friends Leandro now I thanke ye And ther 's my hand I have no more grudge to ye But I am too meane henceforward for your Companie Lea. I shall not trouble ye Ars. We will be friends too Mil. Nay Lawyer you shall not fright us farther For all your devills wee will bolt Bar. I grant ye The Gentleman 's your Baile and thank his comming Did not he know me too well you should smart for 't Goe all in peace but when ye Foole next Gentlemen Come not to me to Breakefast Die I 'l be bak'd first Bar. And pray ye remember when ye are bold merry The Lawyers Bancket and the Sawce he gave ye Iam. Come goe along I have employment for ye Employment for your lewd braynes too to coole ye For all for every one All We are all your Servants Die All all for any thing from this day forward I 'l hate all Breakefasts and depend on dinners Iam. I am glad you come off faire Lea. The faire has blest me Exeunt Scena Tertia Enter Octavio Iacinta Ascanio Oct. This is the place but why we are appointed By Don Iami to stay here is a depth I cannot sound Asc. Beleev 't he is too noble To purpose any thing but for our good Had I assurance of a thousand Lives And with them perpetuitie of pleasure And should loose all if he prov'd only false Yet I durst run the hazard Iac. 'T is our comfort We cannot be more wretched then we are And death concludes all misery Oct. Undiscovered Enter Henrique Iami We must attend him Asc. Our stay is not long With him Don Henrique Iac. Now I feare Be silent Hen. Why do'st thou follow me Iam. To save your life A plot is laid for 't all my wrongs forgot I have a Brothers Love Hen. But thy false self I feare no enemy Iam. You have no Friend But what breathes in me If you move a step Beyond this ground you tread on you are lost Hen. 'T is by thy practise then I am sent hither To meete her that prefers my life and safetie Before her owne Iam. That you should be abus'd thus With weake credulitie She for whose sake You have forgot we had one noble Father Or that one Mother bare us for whose love You breake a contract to which heaven was witnes To satisfie whose pride and willfull humour You have expos'd a sweet and hopefull Son To all the miseries that want can bring him And such a Son though you are most obdurate To give whom entertainement Savages Would quit their Caves themselves to keepe him from Bleake cold and hunger This dissembling Woman This Idoll whom you worship all your love And service trod under her feete designes you To fill a grave or dead to lye a pray For Wolues and vultures Hen. 'T is false I defie thee And stand upon my Guard Enter Leandro Millanes Arsenio Bart. Lopez Deigo Octavio Iacinta Ascanio and Servants Iam. Alas 't is weake Come on since you will teach me to be cruell By having no faith in me take your fortune Bring the rest forth and bind them fast Oct. My Lord Asc. In what have we offended Iam. I am deafe And following my will I doe not stand Accomptable to reason See her Ring The first pledge of your love and service to her Deliverd as a Warrant for your death These Bags of gold you gave up to her trust The use of which you did deny your selfe Bestow'd on me and with a prodigall hand Whom she pick'd forth to be the Architect Of her most bloudy building and to Fee These Instruments to bring Materials To raise it up she bad me spare no cost And as a surplusage offer'd her selfe To be at my devotion Henr. O accurss'd Iam. But be incredulous still think this my plot Fashion excuses to your selfe and sweare That she is innocent that she doats on ye Believe this as a fearefull Dreame and that You I le not at my mercy which in this I will shew onely She her selfe shall give The dreadfull Sentence to remove all scruple Who 't is that sends you to the other world Enter Violante Appeares my Violante speake my dearest Do's not the object please you Viol. More then if All Treasure that 's above the earth with that That lyes conceal'd in both the Indian Mines Were laid downe at my feet O bold Iamy Thou onely canst deserve me Iam. I am forward And as you easily may perceive I sleepe not On your commands Enter Assistant and Officers Viol. But yet they live I look'd To find them dead Iam. That was defer'd that you Might triumph in their misery and have the powre To say they are not Viol. 'T was well thought upon This kisse and all the pleasures of my Bed This night shall thanke thee Hen. Monster Viol. You Sir that Would have me mother Bastards being unable To honour me with one Child of mine owne That underneath my Roofe kept your cast-Strumpet And out of my Revenues would maintaine Her riotous issue Now you find what 't is To tempt a woman with as little feeling As I turne off a slave that is unfit To doe me service or a horse or dog That have out-liv'd their use I shake thee off To make thy peace with heaven Hen. I doe deserve this And never truly felt before what sorrow Attends on wilfull dotage Viol. For you Mistris That had the pleasure of his youth before me And triumph'd in the fruit that you had by him But that I thinke to have the Bastard strangled Before thy face and thou with speed to follow The way he leades thee is sufficient torture I would cut off thy nose put out thine eyes And set my foot on these bewitching lips That had the start of mine but as thou art Goe to the grave unpittied Assist. Who would beleeve Such rage could be in woman Viol. For this Fellow He is not worth my knowledge Iam. Let him live then Since you esteeme him innocent Viol. No Iamy He shall make
love or a recompence Fit for a fathers care O Lelia Had I been thus unkind thou hadst not been Or like me miserable But 't is impossible Nature should dye so utterly within thee And loose her promises thou art one of those She set her stamp more excellently on Then common people as fore-telling thee A generall example of her goodnesse Or say she could lye yet religion For love to parents is religious Would leade thee right againe Looke well upon me I am the roote that gave thee nourishment And made thee spring faire do not let me perish Now I am old and saplesse Lel. As I live I like ye far worse now ye grow thus holy I grant you are my father am I therefore Bound to consume my selfe and be a begger Still in relieving you I doe not feele Any such mad compassion yet within me Fath. I gave up all my state to make yours thus Lel. 'T was as ye ought to do and now ye cry for 't As children do for babies backe againe Fath. How wouldst thou have me live Lel. I would not have ye Nor know no reason Fathers should desire To live and be a trouble when children Are able to inherit let them dye 'T is fit and lookt for that they should do so Fath. Is this your comfort Lel. All that I feele yet Fath. I will not curse thee Lel. If you do I care not Fath. Pray you give me leave to weep Lel. Why pray take leave If it be for your ease Fath. Thy mother dyed Sweet peace be with her in a happy time Lel. She did Sir as she ought to do would you Would take the paines to follow what should you Or any old man do wearing away In this world with diseases and desire Only to live to make their children scourge-sticks And hoord up mill-money me thinks a marble Lyes quieter upon an old mans head Then a cold fit a' th palsey Fa. O good God! To what an impudence thou wretched woman Hast thou begot thy selfe againe well justice Will punish disobedience Lel. You mistake Sir T will punish beggers fye for shame go worke Or serve you are grave enough to be a Porter In some good man of worships house and give Sententious answers to the commers in A pretty place or be of some good Consort You had a pleasant touch 'ath Cithron once If idelnesse have not bereft you of it Be any thing but old and beggarly Two sinnes that ever do out grow compassion If I might see you offer at a course That were a likely one and shew'd some proffit I would not stick for ten groates or a noble Fa. Did I beget this woman Lel. Nay I know not And 'till I know I will not thanke you for 't How ever he that got me had the pleasure And that me thinkes is a reward sufficient Fa. I am so strangly stroken with amazement I know not where I am nor what I am Lel. You had best take fresh aire some where else 't will bring ye Out of your trance the sooner Fa. Is all this As you meane Lelia Lel. Yes believe me is it For yet I cannot thinke you are so foolish As to imagine you are young enough To be my heire or I so old to make A Nurse at these yeares for you and attend While you sup up my State in penny pots Of Malmsey when I am excellent at Cawdles And Cullices and have enough spare gold To boyle away you shall be welcome to me 'Till when I 'de have you be as merry Sir As you can make your selfe with that you have And leave to trouble me with these relations Of what you have beene to me or you are For as I heare them so I loose them this For ought I know yet is me resolution Fa. Well God be with thee for I feare thy end Will be a strange example Exit Father Lel. Fare ye well Sir Now would some poore tender harted foole have wept Relented and have been undone such children I thanke my understanding I hate truely For by my troth I had rather see their teares Then feele their pitties my desires and ends Are all the kindred that I have and friends Enter Woman Is he departed Wom. Yes but heer 's another Lel. Not of his tribe I hope bring me no more I would wish you such as he is If thou seest They looke like men of worth and state and carry Ballast of both sides like tall Gentlemen Admit 'em but no snakes to poyson us With poverty wench you must learne a wise rule Looke not upon the youthes of men and making How they discend in blood nor let their tongues Though they strike sodainly and sweet as musique Corrupt thy fancy see and say them faire too But ever keep thy selfe without their distance Unlesse the love thou swallows be a pill Gilded to hide the bitternesse it brings Then fall on without feare wench yet so wisely That one encounter cloy him not nor promise His love hath made thee more his then his moneyes Learne this and thrive Then let thine honour ever For that 's the last rule be so stood upon That men may fairely see 'T is want of meanes not vertue makes thee fall And if you weepe 't will be a great deale better And draw on more compassion which includes A greater tendernesse of love and bounty This is enough at once digest it well Go let him in wench if he promise proffit Not else Enter Iulio O you are welcome my faire servant Upon my troth I have been longing for ye Wom. This by her rule should be a liberall man I see the best on 's may learne every day Lel. Ther 's none come with you Iul. No Lel. You do the wiser For some that have been here I name no man Out of their malice more then truth have done me Some few ill offices Iul. How sweete Lel. Nay nothing Onely have talk't a little wildely of me As their unruly youth directed 'em Which though they bite me not I would have wish'd Had light upon some other that deserv'd 'em Iul. Though she deserve this of the loosest tongue Which makes my sinne the more I must not see it Such is my misery I would I knew him Lel. No no let him go He is not worth your anger I must chide you For being such a stranger to your Mistris Why would you be so Servant Iul. I should chide If chiding would worke any thing upon you For being such a stranger to your Servant I meane to his desires when my deare Mistris Shall I be made a happy man Lel. Fy Servant What do you meane unhand me or by heav'n I shall be very angry this is rudenesse Iul. 'T was but a kisse or two that thus offends you Lel. 'T was more I thinke then you have warrant for Iul. I am sorry I deserv'd no more Lel. You may But not this rough way Servant we are tender And ought in all to be respected so If
Musique She will discover me hark whence is this The SONG COme hither you that love and heare me sing of joyes still growing Green fresh and lusty as the pride of Spring and ever blowing Come hither youths that blush and dare not know what is desire And olde men worse then you that cannot blow one sparke of fire And with the power of my enchanting Song Boyes shall be able men and old men young Enter Angilo above Come hither you that hope and you that cry leave off complaining Youth strength and beauty that shall never dye are here remaining Come hither fooles and blush you stay so long from being blest And mad men worse then you that suffer wrong Yet seeke no rest And in an houre with my enchanting Song You shall be ever pleas'd and yovng maids long Enter Lelia and her maid with a Night-gowne and Slippers Lel. Sir you are welcome hither as this kisse Given with a larger freedome then the use Of strangers will admit shall witnesse to you Put the gowne on him in this chaire sit downe Give him his slippers be not so amaz'd Here 's to your health and you shall feele this wine Stir lively in me in the dead of night Give him some wine fall to your banquet Sir And let us grow in mirth though I am set Now thus far off you yet four glasses hence I will sit here And try till both our bloods Shoote up and downe to finde a passage out Then mouth to mouth will we walke up to bed And undresse one another as we goe Where both my treasure body and my soule Are your's to be dispos'd of Fa. Umh umh Makes signes of his white head heard Lel. You are old Is that your meaning why you are to me The greater novelty all our fresh youth Are daily offer'd me though you performe As you thinke little yet you satisfie My appetite from your experience I may learn something in the way of lust I may be better for But I can teach These young ones But this day I did refuse A paire of 'em Julio and Angilo And told them they were as they were Raw fooles and whelps Maid Pray God he speak not Lel. Why speak you not sweet Sir Fath. Umh Stops his ears shews he is troubled with the Musick Lel. Peace there that musique now Sir speak To me Fath. Umh Points at the Maid Lel. Why would you have her gone you need not keep Your freedome in for her she knows my life That she might write it Thinke she is a stone Shee is a kinde of bawdy Confessor And will not utter secrets Fath. Umh Points at her againe Lel. Be gone then since he needs will have it so T is all one Exit Maid Fath. locks the doore Is all now as you would come meet me then And bring a thousand kisses on thy lips And I will rob thee of 'em and yet leave Thy lips as wealthy as they were before Fa. Yes all is as I would but thou Lel. By heaven 't is my Father Starts Fath. And I do beseech thee Leave these unheard of lusts which worse become thee Then mocking of thy Father let thine eyes Reflect upon thy soule and there behold How loathed blacke it is and whereas now Thy face is heavenly faire but thy minde foule Goe but into thy Closet and there cry Till thou hast spoil'd that face and thou shalt finde How excellent a change thou wilt have made For inward beauty Lel. Though I know him now To be my Father never let me live If my lust do abate I 'le take upon me To have known him all this while Fath. Looke dost thou know me Lel. I knew yee Sir before Fath. What didst thou do Lel. Knew you and so unmov'dly have you borne All the sad crosses that I laid upon you With such a noble temper which indeed I purposely cast on you to discern Your carriage in calamity and you Have undergone 'em with that brave contempt That I have turn'd the reverence of a childe Into the hot affection of a Lover Nor can there on the earth be found but yours A spirit fit to meete with mine Fath. A woman thou art not sure Lel. Looke and beleeve Fath. Thou art Something created to succeed the Devill When be growes weary of his envious course And compassing the world but I beleeve thee Thou didst but meane to try my patience And do'st so still but better be advis'd And make thy tryall with some other things That safelier will admit a dalliance And if it should be earnest understand How curst thou art so far from heaven that thou Beleev'st it not enough to damn alone Or with a stranger but wouldst heape all sins Unnaturall upon this aged head And draw thy Father to thy Bed and hell Lel. You are deceiv'd Sir 't is not against nature For us to lye together if you have An arrow of the same tree with your bow Is 't more unnaturall to shoot it there Then in another 'T is our generall nature To procreate as fires is to consume And it will trouble you to finde a sticke The fire will turne from If 't be natures will We should not mixe she will discover to us Some most apparant crossenesse as our organs Will not be fit which if we do perceive Wee 'l leave and thinke it is her pleasure That we should deale with others Fath. The dores are fast thou shalt not say a prayer 'T is not Gods will thou shouldst when this is done I 'le kill my selfe that never man may tell me I got thee Lel. I pray you Sir help ther for Gods sake Sir Ang. Hold reverend Sir for honour of your age Fath. Whoe 's that Ang. For safety of your soule and of the soule Of that too wicked woman yet to dye Fa. What art thou and how cam'st thou to that place Ang. I am a man so strangely hither come That I have broke an oath in speaking this But I believe 't was better broke then kept And I desire your patience let me in And I protest I will not hinder you In any act you wish more then by word If so I can perswade you that I will not Use violence I 'le throw my sword down to you This house holds none but I only a maid Whom I will locke fast in as I come downe Fa. I do not know thee but thy tongue doth seeeme To be acquainted with the truth so well That I will let thee in throw down thy sword Ang. There 't is Lel. How came he there I am betraid to shame The feare of sodaine death strook me all over So violently that I scarce have breath He lets in Ang. and lockes the doore To speake yet But I have it in my head And out it shall that Father may perhaps O're-reach you yet Enter Father and Angelo Fat Come Sir what is 't you say Lel. My Angilo by all the joyes of love Thou art as
Lelia Fath. I faith 't is she Sonne Lod. Ha ha ha let my provision go I am glad I Have mist the woman Piso Have you put a whore upon me Lel. By heaven you do me wrong I have a heart As pure as any womans and I meane To keep it so for ever Fa. There is no starting now Son if you offer 't I can compell you her estate is great But all made o're to me before this match Yet if you use her kindly as I sweare I thinke she will deserve you shall enjoy it During your life all save some slender piece I will reserve for my own maintenance And if God blesse you with a childe by her It shall have all Piso So I may have the meanes I doe not much care what the woman is Come my sweet heart as long as I shall finde Thy kisses sweet and thy meanes plentifull Let people talke their tongues out Lel. They may talke Of what is past but all that is to come Shall be without occasions Iul. Shall we not make Piso and Lodwick friends Iac. Hang 'em they dare not be Enemies or if they be The danger is not greate vvelcome Fredrick Enter Fredrick Fredrick First joy unto you all and next I think We shall haue vvarres Iac. Give me some vvine I 'le drinke to that Fab. I 'le pledge Fran. But I shall loose you then Iac. Not a vvhit vvench I 'le teach thee presently to be a Souldier Fred. Fabritios command and yours are both restor'd Iac. Bring me foure glasses then Fab. Where are they Ang. You shall not drink 'em here 't is supper time And from my house no creature here shall stir These three dayes mirth shall flow as well as wine Fa. Content within I 'le tell you more at large How much I am bound to all but most to you Whose undeserved liberality Must not escape thus unrequited Jac. 'T is happinsse to me I did so well Of every noble action the intent Is to give worth reward vice punishment Exeunt Om. a Ang. makes discontented signes b Maid lais her finger crosse her mouth to him * Fath. draws his sword Angilo discovers himself The Prologue TO please you with this Play we feare will be So does the Author too a mystery Somewhat above our Art For all mens eyes Ears faiths and judgements are not of one size For to say truth and not to flatter ye This is nor Comody nor Tragedy Nor History nor any thing that may Yet in a weeke be made a perfect Play Yet those that love to laugh and those that thinke Twelve-pence goes farther this way then in drinke Or Damsels if they marke the matter through May stumble on a foolish toy or two Will make 'em shew their teeth pray for my sake That likely am your first man doe not take A distaste before you feele it for ye may When this is hist to ashes have a Play And here to out-hisse this be patient then My honour done y' are welcome Gentlemen The Epilogue IF you mislike as you shall ever be Your owne free Judges this Play utterly For your owne Noblenesse yet do not hisse But as you goe by say it was amisse And we will mend Chide vs but let it be Never in cold blood O' my honesty If I have any this I 'le say for all Our meaning was to please you still and shall BEGGARS BVSH Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter a Merchant and Herman Mer. IS he then taken Her And brought back even now sir Mer. He was not in disgrace Her No man more lov'd Nor more deserv'd it being the onely man That durst be honest in this Court Mer. Indeed We have heard abroad sir that the State hath suffered A great change since the countesse death Her It hath sir Mer. My five yeares absence hath kept me a stranger So much to all the occurrents of my Country As you shall bind me for some short relation To make me understand the present times Her I must begin then with a war was made And seven yeares with all cruelty continued Upon our Flanders by the Duke of Brabant The cause grew thus during our Earles minority Woolfort who now usurps was employed thither To treat about a match betweene our Earle And the daughter and Heire of Brabant during which treaty The Brabander pretends this daughter was Stolne from his Court by practice of our State Though we are all confirm'd 't was a sought quarrell To lay an unjust gripe upon this Earledome It being here beleev'd the Duke of Brabant Had no such losse This war upon 't proclaim'd Our Earle being then a Child although his Father Good Gerrard liv'd yet in respect he was Chosen by the Countesse favour for her Husband And but a Gentleman and Floriz holding His right unto this Country from his Mother The State thought fit in this defensive war Woolfort being then the only man of marke To make him Generall Mer. Which place we have heard He did discharge with honour Her I so long And with so blest successes that the Brabander Was forc't his treasures wasted and the choyce Of his best men of Armes tyr'd or cut off To leave the field and sound a base retreat Back to his Countrey but so broken both In minde and meanes er'e to make head againe That hitherto he sitts downe by his losse Not daring or for honour or revenge Againe to tempt his fortune But this Victory More broke our State and made a deeper hurt In Flanders then the greatest overthrow She ever receiv'd For Woolfort now beholding Himselfe and actions in the flattering glasse Of selfe-deservings and that cherish't by The strong assurance of his power for then All Captaines of the Army were his creatures The common Souldier too at his devotion Made so by full indulgence to their rapines And secret bounties this strength too well knowne And what it could effect soone put in practice As furtherd by the child-hood of the Earle And their improvidence that might have peirc't The heart of his designes gave him occasion To sieze the whole and in that plight you find it Mer. Sir I receive the knowledge of thus much As a choyce favour from you Her Onely I must add Bruges holds out Mer. Whether sir I am going For there last night I had a ship put in And my horse waits me Exit Her I wish you a good journey Enter Woolfort Hubert Wool What Hubert stealing from me who disarm'd him It was more then I commanded take your sword I am best guarded with it in your hand I have seene you use it nobly Hub. And will turne it On mine owne bosom ere it shall be drawne Vnworthily or rudely Wool VVould you leave me VVithout a farwell Hubert fly a friend Vnwearied in his study to advance you VVhat have I ev'r possessed which was not yours Or either did not court you to command it Who ever yet arriv'd to any grace Reward or trust from me but
ye farther And keep this private all upon your loyalties To morrow morning though I am now beyond him And the lesse lookt for I 'll break my fast with good Count No more away all to our sports be silent Exeunt Ver. What Grace shall I have now Lis. Choose thine owne grace And go to dinner when thou wilt Vertigo We must needs follow the King Ter. You heard the sentence Mon. If you stay here I 'll send thee a shoulder of Venison Go home go home or if thou wilt disguise I 'll help thee to a place to feed the dogs Ped. Or thou shalt be special Tailor to the Kings Monkey 'T is a fine place we cannot stay Ver. No money Nor no grace Gentlemen Ter. 'T is top early Taylor The King has not broke his fast yet Ver. I shall look for ye The next Terme Gentlemen Ped. Thou shalt not misse us Prethee provide some clothes and dost thou hear Vertigo Commend me to thy wife I want some shirts too Ver. I have Chambers for ye all Lis. They are too musty When they are cleer wee 'l come Ver. I must be patient And provident I shall never get home els Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Otrante and Florimell Otr. Prethee be wiser wench thou canst not scape me Let me with love and gentlenesse enjoy that That may be still preserv'd with love and long'd for If violence lay rough hold I shall hate thee And after I have enjoyd thy Maiden-head Thou wilt appear so stale and ugly to me I shall despise thee cast thee off Flor. I pray ye Sir Begin it now and open your dores to me I do confesse I am ugly Let me go Sir A Gipsey-girl Why would your Lordship touch me Fye 't is not noble I am homely bred Course and unfit for you why do you flatter me There be young Ladies many that will love ye That will dote on ye you are a hansome Gentleman What will they say when once they know your quality A Lord a Miller take your Toal-dish with ye You that can deal with Gudgins and course floure 'T is pitie you should taste what manchet means Is this fit Sir for your repute and honour Otr. I 'll love thee still Flo. You cannot there 's no sympathy Between our births our breeding arts conditions And where these are at difference there 's no liking This houre it may be I seem hansom to you And you are taken with variety More then with beauty to morrow when you have enjoy'd me Your heate and lust asswag'd and come to examine Out of cold and penitent condition What you have done whom you have shar'd your love with Made partner of your bed how it will vex ye How you will curse the devil that betrayd ye And what shall become of me then Otr. Wilt thou hear me Flo. As hastie as you were then to enjoy me As precious as this beauty shew'd unto ye You 'll kick me out of dores you will whore and ban me And if I prove with child with your fair issue Give me a pension of five pound a yeer To breed your heir withall and so good speed me Otr. I 'll keep thee like a woman Flo. I 'll keep my self Sir Keep my self honest Sir there 's the brave keeping If you will marry me Otr. Alas poor Florimell Flo. I do confesse I am too course and base Sir To be your wife and it is fit you scorn me Yet such as I have crown'd the lives of great ones To be your whore I am sure I am too worthy For by my troth Sir I am truly honest And that 's an honour equal to your greatnes Otr. I 'll give thee what thou wilt Flo. Tempt me no more then Give me that peace and then you give abundance I know ye do but try me ye are noble All these are but to try my modestie If you should find me easie and once coming I see your eies already how they would fright me I see your honest heart how it would swell And burst it self into a grief against me Your tongue in noble anger now even now Sir Ready to rip my loose thoughts to the bottom And lay my shame unto my self wide open You are a noble Lord you pity poor maids The people are mistaken in your courses You like a father try 'em to the uttermost As they do gold you purge the drosse from them And make them shine Otr. This cunning cannot help ye I love ye to enjoy ye I have stolne ye To enjoy ye now not to be fool'd with circumstance Yeeld willingly or else Flo. What Otr. I will force ye I will not be delay'd a poor base wench That I in curtesie make offer to Argue with me Flo. Do not you will lose your labour Do not my Lord it will become ye poorly Your curtesie may do much on my nature For I am kind as you are and as tender If you compell I have my strengths to fly to My honest thoughts and those are guards about me I can cry too and noise enough I dare make And I have curses that will call down thunder For all I am a poor wench heaven will hear me My body you may force but my will never And be sure I do not live if you do force me Or have no tongue to tell your beastly Story For if I have and if there be a Justice Otr. Pray ye go in here I 'll calme my self for this time And be your friend again Flo. I am commanded Exit Otr. You cannot scape me yet I must enjoy ye I 'll lie with thy wit though I misse thy honesty Is this a wench for a Boors hungry bosom A morsel for a Peasants base embraces And must I starve and the meat in my mouth I 'll none of that Enter Gerasto Ger. How now my Lord how sped ye Have ye done the deed Otr. No pox upon 't she is honest Ger. Honest what 's that you take her bare deniall Was there ever wench brought up in a mill and honest That were a wonder worth a Chronicle Is your belief so large what did she say to ye Otr. She said her honesty was all her dowry And preach'd unto me how unfit and homely Nay how dishonourable it would seem in me To act my will popt me i' th mouth with modestie Ger. What an impudent Quean was that that 's their trick ever Otr. And then discours'd to me very learnedly What fame and loud opinion would tell of me A wife she touch'd at Ger. Out upon her Varlet Was she so bold these home spun things are devils They 'll tell ye a thousand lies if you 'll beleeve 'em And stand upon their honours like great Ladies They 'll speak unhappily too good words to cozen ye And outwardly seem Saints they 'll cry down-right also But 't is for anger that you do not crush 'em Did she not talk of being with child Otr. She toucht at it Ger. The trick of an
strike five blows for 't weigh the good the generall good may come Dec. Away I 'll with ye but with what doubt Jun. Fear not my soul for all Exeunt Alarms Drums and Trumpets in severall places afar off as at a main Battell Scaena quinta Enter Drusus and Penyus above Dru. Here ye may see 'em all Sir from this hill the Country shews off levell Pen. Gods defend me what multitudes they are what infinites the Roman power shews like a little Star hedg'd with a double halloa Now the knell rings Loud Shouts Heark how they shout to th' battell how the air totters and reels and rends apieces Drusus with the huge vollied clamours Dru. Now they charge oh gods of all sides fearfully Pen. Little Rome stand but this growing Hydra one short hour and thou hast out-done Hercules Dru. The dust hides 'em we cannot see what follows Pen. They are gone gone swallow'd Drusus this eternall Sun shall never see 'em march more Dru. O turn this way and see a modell of the field some forty against four hundred Pen. Well fought bravely follow'd O nobly charg'd again charg'd home too Drusus they seem to carry it now they charge all Loud close close I say they follow it ye gods Can there be more in men more daring spirits stil they make good their fortunes Now they are gone too for ever gone see Drusus at their backs a fearfull Ambush rises Farewell valours excellent valours O Rome Where 's thy wisdome Dru. They are gone indeed Sir Pen. Look out toward the Army I am heavie with these slaughters Dru. 'T is the same still cover'd with dust and fury Enter the two Daughters with Junius Curius Decius and Souldiers 2. Daugh. Bring 'em in tie 'em and then unarm 'em 1. Daugh. Valiant Romans ye are welcome to your Loves 2. Daugh. Your death fools Dec. We deserve 'em and women do your worst 1. Daug. Ye need not beg it 2. Daug. Which is kinde Junius Serv. This 2 Dau. Are you my sweet heart It looks ill on 't how long is 't pretty soul since you and I first lov'd Had we not reason to doat extreamly upon one another How does my Love this is not he my chicken could prate finely sing a love-song Jun. Monster 2. Daugh. Oh now it courts Jun. Arm'd with more malice then he that got thee has the divell 2. Daugh. Good Proceed sweet Chick Jun. I hate thee that 's my last 2. Daug. Nay and ye love me forward No Come sister let 's prick our answers on our arrows points and make 'em laugh a little Ye damn'd Leachers ye proud improvident fools have we now caught ye are ye i' th' noose Since ye are such loving creatures wee 'll be your Cupids Do ye see these arrows wee 'll send 'em to your wanton livers goats 1. Dau. O how I 'll trample on your hearts ye villains ambitious salt-itcht slaves Romes master sins the mountain Rams topt your hot mothers 2. Daugh. Dogs to whose brave Founders a salt whore gave suck theeves honours hangmen do ye grin perdition take me for ever if in my fell anger Enter Caratach I doe not out-doe all example Car. Where where are these Ladies ye keep noble quarter your mother thinks ye dead or taken upon which she will not move her Battell Sure these faces I have beheld and known they are Roman Leaders How came they here 2. Daugh. A trick Sir that we us'd a certain policie conducted 'em unto our snare we have done ye no small service these us'd as we intend we are for th' battell Car. As you intend taken by treachery 1. Daugh. Is 't not allow'd Car. Those that should gild our Conquest make up a Battell worthie of our winning catch'd up by craft 2. Daugh. By any means that 's lawfull Car. A womans wisdome in our triumphs Out out ye sluts ye follies from our swords filch our revenges basely Arm again Gentlemen Souldiers I charge ye help 'em 2. Daugh. By Uncle we will have vengeance for our rapes Car. By you should have kept your legs close then dispatch there 1. Daugh. I will not off thus Car. He that stirs to execute or she though it be your selves by him that got me shall quickly feel mine anger one great day given us not to be snatch'd out of our hands but basely and must we shame the gods from whence we have it with setting snares for Souldiers I 'll run away first be hooted at and children call me coward before I set up scales for Victories Give 'em their swords 2. Daug. O gods Car. Bear off the women unto their Mother 2. Daug. One shot gentle Uncle Car. One cut her fiddle-string Beat 'em off I say 1. Dau. The take this fortune Cara. Learn to spin and curse your knotted hemp goe Gentlemen Exeunt Daughters safely go off up to your troops be wiser there thank me like tall Souldiers I shall seek ye Exit Caratach Cur. A noble worth Dec. Well Junius Jun. Pray ye no more Cur. He blushes do not load him Dec. Where 's your love now Drums loud again Jun. Puffe there it flies Come let 's redeem our follies Exeunt Junius Curius Decius Dru. Awake Sir yet the Roman Bodie 's whole I see 'em cleer again Pen. Whole 't is not possible Drusus they must be lost Dru. By they are whole Sir and in brave doing see they wheel about to gain more ground Pen. But see there Drusus see see that huge Battell moving from the mountains their gilt coats shine like Dragons scales their march like a rough tumbling storm see them and view 'em and then see Rome no more say they faile look look where the armed carts stand a new Army look how they hang like falling rocks as murdring death rides in triumph Drusus fell destruction lashes his fiery horse and round about him his many thousand wayes to let out soules Move me again when they charge when the mountain melts under their hot wheels and from their Ax'trees huge claps of thunder plough the ground before 'em till then I 'll dream what Rome was Enter Swetonius Petillius Demetrius Macer Swet. O bravely fought honour till now nere show'd her golden face i' th' field Like lions Gentlemen y' have held your heads up this day Where 's yong Junius Curius and Decius Petill. Gone to heaven I think Sir Sw. Their worths go with 'em breath a while How do ye Pet. Wel some few scurvie wounds my heart 's whole yet Dem. Would they would give us more ground Swet. Give wee 'll have it Petill. Have it and hold it too despight the divell Enter Junius Decius Curius Jun. Lead up to th' head and line sure the Qs. Battell begins to charge like wild-fire Where 's the Generall Swet. Oh they are living yet Come my brave souldiers come let me powr Romes blessing on ye Live live and lead Armies all ye bleed hard Jun. Best wee shall appear the sterner to the foe Dec. More
wounds more honour Petill. Lose no time Swet. Away then and stand this shock ye have stood the world Petill. Wee 'll grow to 't Is not this better now then lowsie loving Jun. I am my self Petillius Petill. 'T is I love thee Exeunt Romans Enter Bonduca Caratach Daughters Nennius Car. Charge 'em i' th' flanks O ye have plaid the fool the fool extremely the mad fool Bon. Why Cosin Car. The woman fool Why did you give the word unto the carts to charge down and our people in grosse before the Enemie we pay for 't our own swords cut our throats why on 't Why do you offer to command the divell the divell and his dam too who bid you meddle in mens affairs Exeunt Queen c. Bond. I 'll help all Car. Home home and spin woman spin go spin ye trifle Open before there or all 's ruine How Showts within now comes the tempest on our selves by Victoria within O woman scurvie woman beastly woman Exeunt Dru. Victoria Victoria Pen. How 's that Drusus Dru. They win they win they win oh look look look Sir for heavens sake look the Britains fly the Britains fly Victoria Enter Swetonius Souldiers and Captains Swet. Soft soft pursue it soft excellent Souldiers close my brave fellows honourable Romans oh cool thy mettle Junius they are ours the world cannot redeem 'em stern Petillius govern the conquest nobly soft good Souldiers Enter Bonduca Daughters and Britains Bond. Shame whither flie ye ye unluckie Britains Will ye creep into your mothers wombs again Back cowards Hares fearfull Hares Doves in your angers leave me leave your Queen desolate her haplesse children Enter Caratach and Hengo to Roman rape again and fury Car. Flie ye buzzards ye have wings enough ye fear get thee gone woman Loud showt within shame tread upon thy heels all 's lost all 's lost heark heark how the Romans ring our knels Ext. Bond. c. Hen. Good Uncle let me go too Car. No boy thy fortune's mine I must not leave thee get behind me shake not Enter Petillius Junius Decius I 'll breech ye if ye do boy Come brave Romans all is not lost yet Jun. Now I 'll thank thee Caratach Fight Drums Car. Thou art a Souldier strike home home have at ye Pen. His blows fall like huge sledges on an anvil Dec. I am weary Pet. So am I Car. Send more swords to me Jun. Let 's sit and rest Sit down Dru. What think ye now Pen. O Drusus I have lost mine honour lost my name lost all that was my light these are true Romans and I a Britain coward a base coward guide me where nothing is but desolation that I may never more behold the face of man or mankind know me O blind Fortune hast thou abus'd me thus Dru. Good Sir be comforted it was your wisdome rul'd ye pray ye go home your day is yet to come when this great fortune shall be but foile unto it Retreat Pen. Fool fool Coward Exit Penyus Drusus Enter Swetonius Demetrius Souldiers Drum and Colours Swet. Draw in draw in wel have ye fought and worthie Romes noble recompence look to your wounds the ground is cold and hurtfull the proud Queen has got a Fort and there she and her Daughters defie us once again To morrow morning wee 'll seek her out and make her know our Fortunes stop at no stubborn walls Come sons of honour true vertues heirs thus hatch'd with Britain blood let 's us march to rest and set in gules like Suns Beat a soft march and each one ease his neighbours Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Petillius Junius Decius Demetrius singing Petill. Smooth was his cheek Dec. And his chin it was sleek Jun. With whoop he has done wooing Dem. Junius was this Captains name A lad for a lasses viewing Pet. Ful black his eye plump his thigh Dec. Made up for loves pursuing Dem. Smooth was his cheek Petill. And his chin it was sleek Jun. With whoop he has done wooing Petill. O my vex'd thief art thou come home again are thy brains perfect Jun. Sound as bels Petill. Thy back-worm quiet and cast his sting boy Jun. Dead Petillius dead to all folly and now my anger only Pet. Why that 's wel said hang Cupid and his quiver a drunken brawling Boy thy honour'd saint be thy ten shillings Junius there 's the money and there 's the ware square dealing this but sweats thee like a nesh nag and makes thee look pin buttock'd the other runs thee whining up and down like a pig in a storm fils thy brains full of ballads and shews thee like a long Lent thy brave body turn'd to a tail of green-fish without butter Dec. When thou lov'st next love a good cup of wine a Mistris for a King she leaps to kisse thee her red and white 's her own she makes good blood takes none away what shee heats sleep can help without a groping Surgeon Jun. I am counsell'd and henceforth when I doat again Dem. Take heed ye had almost paid for 't Petil. Love no more great Ladies thou canst not step amisse then there 's no delight in 'em all 's in the whistling of their snatcht up silks they 're onely made for handsome view not handling their bodies of so weak and wash a temper a rough-pac'd bed will shake 'em all to pieces a tough hen puls their teeth out tyres their souls plenae rimarum sunt they are full of rynnet and take the skin off where they are tasted shun 'em they live in cullisses like rotten cocks stew'd to a tendernesse that holds no tack Give me a thing I may crush Jun. Thou speak'st truly the Warres shall be my Mistris now Petil. Well chosen for she 's a bownsing lasse she 'll kisse thee at night boy and break thy pate i' th' morning Jun. Yesterday I found those favours infinite Dem. Wench good enough but that she talks too loud Pet. She talks to th' purpose which never woman did yet shee 'll hold grapling and he that layes on best is her best servant all other loves are meer catching of dotrels stretching of legs out onely and trim lazinesse Enter Here comes the Generall Swet. Curius Macer Swet. I am glad I have found ye Are those come in yet that pursu'd bold Caratach Pet. Not yet Sir for I think they mean to lodge him take him I know they dare not 't will be dangerous Swet. Then haste Petillius haste to Penyus I fear the strong conceit of what disgrace h 'as pull'd upon himself will be his ruine I fear his souldiers fury too haste presently I would not lose him for all Britain Give him Petillius Petil. That that shall choak him Swet. all the noble counsell his fault forgiven too his place his honour Petill. For me I think as handsome Swet. all the comfort and tell the Souldier 't was on our command hee drew not to the Battell Petil. I conceive Sir and will
coward I will not hurt my self when that minde takes me I 'll call to you and ask your help I dare not Enter Petillius Petill. Good morrow Gentlemen where 's the Tribune Reg. There Dru. Whence come ye good Petillius Petill. From the General Dru. With what for heavens sake Petill. With good counsel Drusus and love to comfort him Dru. Good Regulus step to the souldier and allay his anger for he is wilde as winter Exeunt Drusius and Regulus Petill. O are ye there have at ye Sure he 's dead it cannot be he dare out live this fortune he must die 't is most necessary men expect it and thought of life in him goes beyond coward Forsake the field so basely fie upon 't so poorly to betray his worth so coldly to cut all credit from the souldier sure if this man mean to live as I should think it beyond belief he must retire where never the name of Rome the voice of Arms or Honour was known or heard of yet he 's certain dead or strongly means it he 's no Souldier else no Romane in him all he has done but outside fought either drunk or desperate Now he rises How does Lord Penyus Pen. As ye see Petill. I am glad on 't continue so still The Lord General the valiant General great Swetonius Pen. No more of me is spoken my name 's perish'd Petill. He that commanded fortune and the day by his own valour and discretion when as some say Penyus refused to come but I believe 'em not sent me to see ye Pen. Ye are welcom and pray see me see me well ye shall not see me long Petill. I hope so Penyus the gods defend Sir Pen. See me and understand me This is he left to fill up your triumph he that basely whistled his honour off to th' winde that coldly shrunk in his politick head when Rome like reapers sweat blood and spirit for a glorious harvest and bound it up and brought it off that fool that having gold and cupper offer'd him refus'd the wealth and took the waste that souldier that being courted by loud fame and fortune labour in one hand that propounds us gods and in the other glory that creats us yet durst doubt and be damned Petill. It was an errour Pen. A foul one and a black one Petill. Yet the blackest may be washt white again Pen. Never Petill. Your leave Sir and I beseech ye note me for I love ye and bring along all comfort Are we gods alli'd to no infirmities are our natures more then mens natures when we slip a little out of the way of vertue are we lost is there no medicine called Sweet mercie Pen. None Petillius there is no mercie in mankinde can reach me nor is it fit it should I have sinn'd beyond it Petill. Forgivenesse meets with all faults Pen. 'T is all faults all sins I can commit to be forgiven 't is losse of whole man in me my discretion to be so stupid to arrive at pardon Petill. O but the General Pen. He 's a brave Gentleman a valiant and a loving and I dare say he would as far as honour durst direct him make even with my fault but 't is not honest nor in his power examples that may nourish neglect and disobedience in whole bodies and totter the estates and faiths of armies must not be plaid withal nor out of pitie make a General forget his duty nor dare I hope more from him then is worthy Petill. What would ye do Pen. Die Petill. So would sullen children women that want their wils slaves disobedient that fear the law die Fie great Captain you a man to rule men to have thousand lives under your regiment and let your passion betray your reason I bring you all forgivenesse the noblest kinde commends your place your honour Pen. Prethee no more 't is foolish didst not thou by thou didst I over-heard thee there there where thou standst now deliver me for rascal poor dead cold coward miserable wretched if I out-liv'd this ruine Petill. I Pen. And thou didst it nobly like a true man a souldier and I thank thee I thank thee good Petillius thus I thank thee Petill. Since ye are so justly made up let me tell ye 't is fit ye die indeed Pen. O how thou lovest me Petill. For say he had forgiven ye say the peoples whispers were tame again the time run out for wonder what must your own Command think from whose Swords ye have taken off the edges from whose valours the due and recompence of Arms nay made it doubtful whether they knew obedience must not these kill ye Say they are won to pardon ye by meer miracle brought to forgive ye what old valiant Souldier what man that loves to fight and fight for Rome will ever follow you more dare ye know these ventures if so I bring ye comfort dare ye take it Pen. No no Petillius no Petill. If your minde serve ye ye may live still but how yet pardon me you may outwear all too but when and certain there is a mercy for each fault if tamely a man will take 't upon conditions Pen. No by no means I am onely thinking now Sir for I am resolved to go of a most base death fitting the basenesse of my fault I 'll hang Petill. Ye shall not y' are a Gentleman I honour I would else flatter ye and force ye live which is far baser Hanging 't is a dogs death an end for slaves Pen. The fitter for my basenesse Petill. Besides the man that 's hang'd preaches his end and sits a signe for all the world to gape at Pen. That 's true I 'll take a fitter poison Petill. No 't is equal ill the death of rats and women lovers and lazie boys that fear correction Die like a man Pen. Why my sword then Petill. I if your sword be sharp Sir there 's nothing under heaven that 's like your sword your sword 's a death indeed Pen. It shall be sharp Sir Petill. Why Mithridates was an arrant asse to die by poison if all Bosphorus could lend him swords your sword must do the deed 't is shame to die choak'd fame to die and bleed Pen. Thou hast confirmed me and my good Petillius tell me no more I may live Petill. 'T was my Commission but now I see ye in a nobler way a way to make all even Pen. Fare-well Captain be a good man and fight well be obedient command thy self and then thy men Why shakest thou Petill. I do not Sir Pen. I would thou hadst Petillius I would finde something to forsake the world with worthy the man that dies a kinde of earth-quake thorow all stern valours but mine own Petill. I feel now a kinde of trembling in me Pen. Keep it still as thou lov'st vertue keep it Petill. And brave Captain the great and honoured Penyus Pen. That again O how it heightens me again Petillius Petill. Most excellent Commander Pen. Those were
I shall powre blessings on ye Hip. By my life I can not hurt him Cro. Though I lose my head for it nor I Enter Clarinda I must pitty him and will Jul. But stay Clarinda Cla. What new game have ye found here ha What beast is this lies wallowing in his gore Cro. Keep off Cla. Wherefore I pray I nere turn'd From a fell Lionesse rob'd of her whelps And shall I feare dead carrion Jul. O but Cla. But what i st Hip. It is infectious Cla. Has it not a name Cro. Yes but such a name from which As from the divell your mother commands us flie Cla. Is it a man Cro It is Cla. What a brave shape it has in death How excellent would it appeare had it life Why should it be infectious I have heard My mother say I had a father And was not he a man Cro. Questionlesse Maddam Cla. Your fathers too were men Jul. Without doubt Lady Cla. And without such it is impossible We could have been Hip. A sinne against nature to deny it Cla. Nor can you or I have any hope to be a mother Without the helpe of men Cro. Impossible Cla. Which of you then most barbarous that knew You from a man had being and owe to it The name of parent durst presume to kill The likenesse of that thing by which you are Whose Arrowes made these wounds speake or by Dian Without distinction I le let fly at ye all Jul. Not mine Hip. Nor mine Cro. T is strange to see her mov'd thus Restraine your fury Maddam had we kild him We had but perform'd your mothers command Cla. But if she command unjust and cruell things We are not to obey it Cro. We are innocent some storm did cast Him shipwrackt on the shore as you see wounded Nor durst we be Surgeons to such Your mother doth appoint for death Cla. Weake excuse where 's pity Where 's soft compassion cruel and ungratefull Did providence offer to your charity But one poore Subject to expresse it on And in 't to shew our wants too and could you So carelesly neglect it Hip. For ought I know he 's living yet And you may tempt your mother by giving him succour Cla. Ha come neere I charge ye So bend his body softly rub his temples Nay that shall be my Office how the red Steales into his pale lips run and fetch the simples With which my mother heald my arme When last I was wounded by the Bore Cro. Doe but remember her to come after ye That she may behold her daughters charity Cla. Now he breathes Exit Hippolita The ayre passing through the Arabian groves Yeelds not so sweet an odour prethee taste it Taste it good Crocale yet I envy thee so great a blessing T is not sinne to touch these Rubies is it Iul. Not I thinke Cla. Or thus to live Camelion like I could resigne my essence to live ever thus O welcome raise him up Gently Some soft hand Bound up these wounds a womans haire What fury For which my ignorance does not know a name Is crept into my bosome But I forget Enter Hipolita My pious work Now if this juyce hath power Let it appeare his eyelids ope Prodigious Two Sunnes breake from these Orbes Alb. Ha where am I what new vision 's this To what Goddesse doe I owe this second life Sure thou art more then mortall And any Sacrifice of thanks or duty In poor and wretched man to pay comes short Of your immortall bounty but to shew I am not unthankfull thus in humility I kisse the happy ground you have made sacred By bearing of your waight Cla. No Goddesse friend but made Of that same brittle mould as you are One too acquainted with calamities And from that apt to pity Charity ever Findes in the act reward and needs no Trumpet In the receiver O forbeare this duty I have a hand to meet with yours And lips to bid yours welcome Cro. I see that by instinct Though a young mayd hath never seen a man Touches have tittulations and inform her Enter Rosella But here 's our Governesse Now I expect a storme Ros. Child of my flesh And not of my faire unspotted mind Un-hand this monster Cla. Monster mother Ros. Yes and every word he speakes a Syrens note To drowne the carelesse hearer Have I not taught thee The falshood and the perjuries of men On whom but for a woman to shew pity Is to be cruell to her selfe the soveraignty Proud and imperious men usurpe upon us We conferre on our selves and love those fetters We fasten to our freedomes Have we Clarinda Since thy fathers wrack sought liberty To lose it un-compeld did fortune guide Or rather destiny our Barke to which We could appoint no Port to this blest place Inhabited heretofore by warlike women That kept men in subjection did we then By their example after we had lost All we could love in man here plant our selves With execrable oathes never to looke On man but as a monster and wilt thou Be the first president to infringe those vows We made to Heaven Cla. Heare me and heare me with justice And as ye are delighted in the name Of mother heare a daughter that would be like you Should all women use this obstinate abstinence You would force upon us in a few yeeres The whole world would be peopled Onely with beasts Hip. We must and will have men Cro. I or wee 'l shake off all obedience Ros. Are ye mad Can no perswasion alter ye suppose You had my suffrage to your sute Can this Shiprackt wretch supply them all Alb. Hear me great Lady I have fellowes in my misery not far hence Divided only by this hellish River There live a company of wretched men Such as your charity may make your slaves Imagine all the miseries mankind May suffer under and they groane beneath em Cla. But are they like to you Jul. Speak they your Language Cro. Are they able lusty men Alb. They were good Ladyes And in their May of youth of gentle blood And such as may deserve ye now cold and hunger Hath lessen'd their perfection but restor'd To what they were I doubt not they 'l appeare Worthy your favours Jul. This is a blessing We durst not hope for Cla. Deere Mother be not obdurate Ros. Hear then my resolution and labour not To add to what I 'le grant for 't will be fruitlesse You shall appear as good angels to these wretched men In a small Boat wee 'l passe o're to 'em And bring 'em comfort if you like their persons And they approve of yours for wee 'l force nothing And since we want ceremonies Each one shall choose a husband and injoy His company a month but that expird You shall no more come neer 'em if you prove fruitful The Males yee shall return to them the Females We will reserve our selves this is the utmost Yee shall ere obtaine as yee think fit Yee may dismisse
am forc'd a lover of her goodnesse And so far have you wrought for his deliverance That is my Lord so lovingly and nobly That now me thinks I stagger in my Title But how with honesty for I am poor Lady In all my dutious service but your shadow Yet would be just how with faire fame and credit I may goe off I would not be a strumpet O my dear Sir you know Vir. O truth thou knowest too Iul. Nor have the world suspect I fell to mischiefe Law Take you no care for that here 's that has don it A faire divorce 't is honest too Pand. The devill Honest to put her off Law Most honest Sir And in this point most strong Pand. The cause the cause Sir Law A just cause too Pand. As any is in hell Lawyer Law For barrennesse she never brought him children Pa. Why art not thou divorc'd thou canst not get 'em Thy neigbours thy rank neighbours O base jugling Is she not young Iul. Woemen at more yeares Sir Have met that blessing 't is in heavens high power Law You never can have any Pand. Why quick Lawyer My Philosophicall Lawyer Law The Rack has spoil'd her The distentions of those parts hath stopt all fruitfulnes Pand. O I could curse Iul. And am I grown so miserable That mine own pitty must make me wretched No cause against me but my love and duty Farewell Sir like obedience thus I leave you My long farewell I doe not grudge I grieve Sir And if that be offensive I can dye And then you fairely free good Lady love him You have a noble and an honest Gentleman I ever found him so the world has spoke him And let it be your part still to deserve him Love him no lesse then I have done and serve him And heaven shall blesse you you shall blesse my ashes I give you up the house the name of wife Honour and all respect I borrowed from him And to my grave I turn one farewell more Nothing divide your Loves not want of Children Which I shall pray against and make you fruitfull Grow like two equall flames rise high and glorious And in your honor'd age burn out together To all I know farewell Ronver. Be not so grie'vd Lady A nobler fortune Iul. Away thou parasite Disturbe not my sad thoughts I hate thy greatnesse Ron. I hate not you I am glad she 's off these hinges Come let 's pursue Exit Ronver and Law Pand. If I had breath to curse thee Or could my great heart utter farewell villaine Thy house nor face agen Exit Pand. Mar. Let 'em all goe And now let us rejoyce now freely take me And now embrace me Virolet give the rites Of a brave Husband to his love Vir. I 'le take my leave too Mar. How take you leave too Vir. The house is furnish'd for you You are Mistresse may command Mar. Will you to bed Sir Vir. As soone to hell to any thing I hate most You must excuse me I have kept my word You are my wife you now enjoy my fortune Which I have done to recompence your bounty But to yeeld up those chaste delights and pleasures Which are not mine but my first vowes Mat. You jeast Vir. You will not find it so to give you those I have divorc'd and lost with Iuliana And all fires of that nature Mar. Are you a Husband Vir. To question hers and satisfie your flames That held an equall beauty equall bounty Vir. Good heaven forgive no no the strict forbearance Of all those joyes like a full sacrifice I offer to the suffrings of my first love Honour and wealth attendance state all duty Shall waite upon your will to make you happy But my afflicted mind you must give leave Lady My weary Trunk must wander Mart. Not enjoy me Goe from me too Vir. For ever thus I leave you And how so e're I fare live you still happy Exit Virol Mar. Since I am scorn'd I 'le hate thee scorn thy gifts too Thou miserable fool thou fool to pitty And such a rude demolisht thing I 'le leave thee In my revenge for foolish love farewell now And anger and the spite of woman enter That all the world shall say that read this story My hate and not my love begot my glory Exit Martia Actus quartus Scaena prima Enter Sess. Boatswaine Master Gunner Sess. He that feares death or tortures let him leave me The stops that we have met with Crown our Conquest Common attempts are fit for common men The rare the rarest spirits Can we be daunted We that have smil'd at Sea at certain ruines Which men on shore but hazarded would shake at We that have liv'd free in despite of fortune Laught at the out-stretch'd Arme of Tyranny As still too short to reach us shall we faint now No my brave mates I know your fiery temper And that you can and dare as much as men Calamity that severs worldly friendships Could ne'r divide us you are still the same The constant followers of my banisht fortunes The Instruments of my revenge the hands By which I work and fashion all my projects Mast. And such we will be ever Gun Slite Sir Cramme me Into a Canons mouth and shoot me at Proud Ferrands head may onely he fall with me My life I rate at nothing Boatsw. Could I but get Within my swords length of him and if then He scape me may th' account of all his sinnes Be added unto mine Mast. 'T is not to dye Sir But to dye unreveng'd that staggers me For were your ends serv'd and our Country free We would fall willing sacrifices Sess. To rise up Most glorious Martyrs Boats But the reason why We weare these shapes Sess. Onely to get accesse Like honest men we never shall approach him Such are his feares but thus attir'd like Switzers And fashioning our language to our habits Bold bloody desperate we may be admitted Among his guard But if this faile I 'le try A thousand others out doe Proteus In various shapes but I will reach his heart And seale my anger on 't Enter Ronero and the Guard Mast. The Lord Ronero Boats Shall we begin with him Sess. He is not ripe yet Nor fit to fall as you see me begin Withall care imitate Gun We are instructed Boats Would we were at it once Ron. Keepe a strict watch And let the guards be doubled this last night The King had fearefull dreames Sess. 'T is a good Omen To our attempts Roner. What men are these What seek you Sess. Imployment Roner. Of what nature Sess. We are Souldiers We have seen towns and Churches set on fire The Kennels running blood coy virgins ravish'd The Altars ransack'd and the holy reliques Yea and the Saints themselves made lawfull spoyles Unto the Conquerors but these good dayes are past And we made Beggars by this Idle Peace For want of action I am Sir no stranger To the Government of this state I know the
her anger shews how it sets off Her naturall beauty under what happy star Was Virolet born to be belov'd and sought to By two incomparable women Noblest Lady I have heard your wrongs and pity them and if The service of my life could give me hope To gain your favour I should be most proud To be commanded Mart. T is in you my Lord To make me your glad servant Ron. Name the means Mar. T is not preferment Jewels Gold or Courtship He that desires to reap the harvest of My youth and beauty must begin in blood And right my wrongs Ron. I apprehend you Madam And rest assur'd t is done I am provided Of instruments to fit you To the King I le instantly present you if I faile He shal make good your aymes he 's lesse then man That to atchieve your favour would not doe Deeds friends would fear to put their agents to Exeunt Enter Virolet Reading Vir. Quid invitus facis non est scelus T is an axiome Now whether willingly I have departed With that I lov'd with that above her life Lov'd me again crownd me a happy husband Was full of children her afflictions That I begot that when our age must perish And all our painted frailties turn to ashes Then shal they stand and propagate our honors Whether this done and taking to protection A new strange beauty it was a useful one How to my lust if it be so I am sinful And guilty of that crime I would fling from me Was there not in it this fair course of vertue This pious course to save my friends my Countrey That even then had put on a mourning garment And wept the desolation of her children Her noblest children Did not she thrust me on And to my duty clapt the spur of honour Was there a way without this woman left me To bring 'em off the marrying of this woman If not why am I stung thus why tormented Or had there been a wild desire joyn'd with it How easily both these and all their beauties Might I have made mine own why am I toucht thus Having perform'd the great redemption Both of my friends and family fairly done it Without base and lascivious ends O Heaven Why am I still at war thus why this a mischiefe That honesty and honour had propounded I and absolv'd my tender wil and chid me Nay then unwillingly flung me on Enter Juliana and the Boy Boy He 's here Madam This is the melancholy walk he lives in And chooses ever to encrease his sadnesse Jul. Stand by Vir. T is she how I shake now and tremble The vertues of that mind are torments to me Jul. Sir if my hated face shal stir your anger Or this forbidden path I tread in vex you My love and faire obedience let behind me Your pardon asked I shal return and blesse you Vir. Pray stay a little I delight to see you May not we yet though fortune have divided us Ana set an envious stop between our pleasures Look thus one at another sigh and weep thus And read in one anothers eyes the Legends And wonders of our old loves be not fearful Though you be now a Saint I may adore you May I not take this hand and on it sacrifice The sorrows of my heart white seale of vertue Jul. My Lord you wrong your wedlock Vir. Were she here And with her all severe eyes to behold us We might do this I might name Julian And to the reverence of that name bow thus I might sigh Juliana she was mine once But I too weak a guard for that great Treasure And whilst she has a name believe me Lady This broken heart shal never want a sorroW Jul. Forget her sir your honour now commands you You are anothers keep those griefes for her She richly can reward 'em I would have spoken with you Vir. What is your wil for nothing you can aske So ful of goodnesse are your words and meanings Must be denied speak boldly Jul. I thank you sir I come not To beg or flatter onely to be believ'd That I desire for I shal tell a story So far from seeming truth yet a most true one So horrible in nature and so horrid So beyond wickednesse that when you heare it It must appeare the practice of another The cast malice of some one you have wrongd much And me you may imagine me accus'd to Unlesse 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 then hers I speak of Vir. Juliana To make a doubt of what you shall deliver After my full experience of your vertues Were to distrust a providence to think you can lie Or being wrong'd seek after foule repairings To forge a Creed against my faith Jul. I must do so for it concernes your life sir And if that word may stir you heare and prosper I should be dumb else were not you at stake here Vir. What new friend have I found that dares deliver This loden Trunke from his afflictions What pitying hand of all that feeles my miseries Brings such a benefit Jul. Be wise and manly And with your honour fall when Heaven shall call you Not by a Hellish mischiefe 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 shal believe else Jul. I must be true your eare sir For t is so horrible if the ayre catch it Into a thousand plagues a thousand monsters It will disperse it selfe and fright resistance Viro. She seeke my life with you make you her agent Another love O speake but truth Jul. Be patient Deare as I love you else I leave you wretched Vir. Forward t is well it shal be welcome to me I have liv'd too long numbred too many daies Yet never found the benefit of living Now when I come to reap it with my service And hunt for that my youth and honour aimes at The Sunne sets on my fortune red and bloody And everlasting night begins to close me T is time to die Enter Martia and Ronvere Jul. She comes her selfe Ron. Believe Lady And on this Angel hand your servant seales it You shal be Mistris of your whole desires And what ye shal command Mart. Ha mynion My precious dame are you there nay go forward Make your complaints and poure out your faind pities Slave like to him you serve I am the same still And what I purpose let the world take witnesse Shal be so finisht and to such example Spite of your poore preventions my deare Gentleman My honourable man are you there too You and your hot desire Your mercy sir I had forgot your greatnesse Jul. T is not wel Lady Mart. Lord how I hate this fellow now how desperately My stomack stands against him this base fellow This
onely inhabited with rare dreames and wonders I would not be a knave againe a villaine Lord how I loath it now for these know all Sir And they would finde me out Ped. They are excellent women Deepe in their knowledge friend Rod. I would not be traytor And have these of my Jury how light I am And how my heart laughes now me thinkes within me Now I am Catechiz'd I would ever dwell here For there is a kinde of Court of Reformation Had I beene stubborn friend Ped. They would have found it Rod. And then they would have handled me a new way The devils dump had been danced then Ped. Let 's away And doe their great Commands and do 'em handsomely Contrite and true for I beleeve Roderigo And constantly beleeve we shall be happy Rod. So you doe well fall edge or flat O my side All I can stagger at is the Kings Anger Which if it come I am prepar'd to meet it Ped. The King has mercy friend as well as Justice And when you fall no more Rod. I hope the fairest Exeunt Scaena quinta Enter Master Seberto Curio Cur. We have told ye what he is what time we have sought him His nature and his name the seeming Boy too Ye had here how and what by your own relation All circumstances we have cleer'd That the Duke sent him We told ye how impossible he knowes him not That he is mad himselfe and therefore fit To be your Prisoner we dare swear against it Seb. Take heed Sir be not madder then you would make him Though he be rash and suddain which is all his wildenes Take heed ye wrong him not he is a Gentleman And so must be restor'd and cleer'd in all points The King shall be a Judge else Cur. 'T was some trick That brought him hither the Boy and letter counterfeit Which shall appear if ye dare now detain him Mast. I dare not Sir nor will not I beleeve ye And will restore him up had I known sooner H 'ad been a neighbour and the man you speak him Though as I live he carried a wild seeming My Service and my selfe had both attended him How I have us'd him let him speake Seb. Let 's in and visit him Then to the holy Temple there pay our duties And so wee 'le take our leaves Mast. I 'le waite upon ye Exeunt Scaena Sexta An Altar prepar'd Solemne Musick Enter Governour Verdugo Courtiers Ladies c. Gov. This to devotion sacred be This to the Kings prosperity This to the Queen and Chastity Musick Ver. These Oblations first we bring To purge our selves These to the King To love and beautie these now sing Musick Ladies Holy Altar daigne to take These for our selves For the Kings sake And honour these These sacred lye To Vertue Love and Modesty Our wishes to Eternity Musick Enter Pedro and Roderigo Ped. For our selves first thus we bend Forgive us heaven and be our friend Rod. And happy fortune to us send Ped. To the King honour and all Ioy Long and happy from annoy Rod. Prosperous be all his dayes Every new houre a new praise Ped. Every minute thus be seene Both And thousand honours Crowne the Queene Musick Enter Alphonso Curio Seberto Seb. Come to the Altar let us do our duties Alph. I have almost forgot a Church Cur. Kneele reverently Alph. For my lost wits let me see First J pray and secondly To be at home againe and free And if I travell more hang me For the King and for the Queene That they may be wise and seene Never in the Mad-mans Jnne For my daughter I would pray But she has made a holly-day And needs not my devotion now Let her take her own course heaven Whether it be od or even Musick Enter Alinda Iuletta like Shepheards And if that please not take her you Seb. A short and sweet Meditation what are these here Alin. Haile to this sacred place Iul. They are all here Madam No violence dare touch here be secure My Bilbo Master too how got he loose againe How lamentably he lookes he has had discipline I dare not let him know my prancks Seb. 'T is she sure Cur. 'T is certainly Ped. Ha! doe I dazell Rod. 'T is the faire Alinda Gov. What wonder stand these strangers in Rod. Her woman by her The same Sir as I live Alph. I had a daughter With such a face once such eyes and nose too Ha let me see 't is wondrous like Alinda Their devotion ended I 'le marke 'em and neerer And she had a Filly that waited on her Just with such a favour Doe they keepe Goats now Alin. Thus we kneele and thus we pray A happy honour to this day Thus our Sacrifice we bring Ever happy to the King Jul. These of Purple Damask greene Sacred to the vertuous Queene Here we hang Alin. As these are now Her glories ever spring and show These for our selves our hopes and loves Full of pincks and Ladies gloves Of hartes-ease too which we would faine As we labour for attaine Heare me heaven and as I bend Full of hope some comfort send Jul. Heare her heare her if there be A spotles Sweetnes this is she Musick Ped. Now Roderigo stand Rod. He that devides ye Devides my life too Gov. Pedro Noble Pedro Doe not you know your friend Ped I know and honour ye Gov. Lady this leave I 'le crave pray be not angry I will not long devide you how happy Pedro Would all the Court be now might they be thee Might they but see you thus and thus embrace you The King will be a joyfull man beleeve it Most joyfull Pedro Ped. I am his humble Servant Nay good Sir speake your will I see you wonder one easie word from you Alph. I dare say nothing My tongue 's a new tongue Sir and knowes his tither Let her doe what she please I dare doe nothing I have been damn'd for doing will the King know him That fellow there will he respect and honour him He has been look'd upon they say will he own him Gov. Yes certainly and grace him ever honour him Restore him every way he has much lamented him Alp. Is 't your will too this is the last time of asking Rod. I am sure none else shall touch her none else enjoy her If this and this hold Alp. You had best begin the game then I have no title in her Pray take her and dispatch her and commend me to her And let me get me home and hope I am sober Kisse kisse it must be thus stand up Alinda I am the more Childe and more need of blessing Ye had a waiting woman one Iuletta A pretty desperate thing just such another As this sweet Lady we call'd her nimble chaps I pray is this the party Jul. No indeed Sir She is at home I am a little Foot-Boy That walke a nights and fright old Gentlemen Make 'em loose Hats and Cloakes Alph. And Horses too Iul.
poyson but a sleeping potion Which she received yet of sufficient strength So to bind up her sences that no signe Of life appeard in her and thus thought dead In her best habit as the custome is You know in Malta with all ceremonies She 's buried in her families monument In the Temple of St. Iohn I 'le bring you thither Thus as you are disguisd some six howers hence The potion will leave working Roc. Let us haste then Discover Tombe Mount Be my good angel guid me Abd. But remember You keep your Oath Mount As I desire to prosper In what I undertake Abd. I ask no more Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Miranda Norandine and Collonna Col. Here sir I have got the Key I borrowd it Of him that keeps the Church the door is open Mir. Look to the horses then and please the fellow After a few devotions I 'le retire Be not far off there may be some use of ye Give me the light come friend a few good prayers Were not bestowd in vaine now even from you sir Men that are bred in blood have no way left 'em No bath no purge no time to weare it out Or wash it off but penitence and prayer I am to take the order and my youth Loaden I must confesse with many follies Circled and bound about with sins as many As in the house of memory live figures My heart I 'le open now my faults confesse And rise a new man heaven I hope to a new life Nor. I have no great devotion at this instant But for a prayer or two I will not out sir Hold up your finger when you have praid enough Mir. Go you to that end Nor. I shall ne'r pray alone sure I have bin so us'd to answer the Clerk would I had a cushion for I shall ne'r make a good Hermit and knee till my knees are horn these stones are plaguy hard where shal I begin now for if I do not observe a method I shall be out presently Ori. Oh oh Nor. What 's that sir did ye heare Mir. Ha to your prayers Nor. 'T was here abouts t' has put me clean awry now I shall ne'r get in again ha by Land And water all children and all women I there it was I left Ori. Oh oh Nor. Never tell me sir Here 's something got amongst us Mir. I heard a groane A dismall one Ori Oh Oh Nor. Here t is here sir 't is here sir A devill in the wall Mir. T is some illusion To fright us from devotion Ori Oh oh Nor. Why t is here The spirit of a huntesman choakd with butter Her 's a new tomb new trickments too Mir. For certaine This has not bin three dayes here Nor. And a Tablet With rimes upon 't Mir. I prethee read 'em Norandine Nor. An Epi and Epi taff I think 't is I 't is taff an Epitaff Upon the most excell excell lent and Mir. Thou canst not read Nor. I have spoild mine eyes with gunpowder Mir. An Epitaph upon the most vertuous and excellent Lady The honor of Chastity Oriana Nor. The grand masters sister how a devil came she here When slipt she out o th' way the stone 's but half upon her Mir. T is is a sodain chang certain the mischiefe Mountferrat offerd to her broak her heart-strings Nor. Would he were here I would be the clerk my self And by this little light I would bury him alive here Her 's no lamenting now Ori. Oh oh Nor. There t is Mir. Sure from the monument the very stone groanes for her Oh deer Lady blessing of women vertue of thy sex How art thou set for ever how stolne from us Babling and prating now converse with women Nor. Sir it rises it looks up She rises up Mir. Heaven blesse us Nor. It is in womans cloathes it rises higher Mir. It looks about and wonders sure she lives sir T is she t is Oriana t is that Lady Nor. Shall I go to her Ori. Where am I Mir. Stand still Ori. What place is this Nor. She is as live as I am Ori. What sinell of earth and rotten bones what dark place Lord whether am I carried Nor. How she stares And sets her eyes upon him Mir. How is 't deer Lady Do you know me how she shakes Ori. You are a man Mir. A man that honours you Ori. A cruell man Ye are all cruell are you in your grave too For ther 's no trusting cruell man above ground Nor. Byr' Lady that goes hard Mir. To do your service And to restore ye to the joyes you were in Ori. I was in joyes indeed and hope Mir. She sincks againe Again she is gon she is gon gon as a shadow She sinks for ever friend Nor. She is cold now She is certainly departed I must cry too Mir. The blessed angels guide thee put the stone too Beauty thou art gon to dust goodnesse to ashes Nor. Pray take it well we must all have our houres sir Mir. I thus we are and all our painted glory A buble that a boy blowes in toth ' ayre And there it breaks Nor. I am glad ye sav'd her honour yet Mir. Would I had sav'd her life now too oh heaven For such a blessing such a timely blessing O friend what deer content 't would be what story To keep my name from wormes Oria Oh oh Nor. She lives again 'T was but a trance Mir. Pray ye call my man in presently Help with the stone first oh she stirs againe Oh call my man away Nor. I fly I fly sir Mir. Upon my knees O heaven O heaven I thank thee The living heat steales into every member En. Colonn Come help the Coffin out softly and sodainly Norand VVhere is the Clerk Col. Drunk above he is sure sir Mir. Sirah you must be secret Col. As your soule sir Mir. Softly good friend take her into your armes Nor. Put in the crust againe Mir. And bring her out there when I am a horseback My man and I will tenderly conduct her Unto the Fort slay you and watch what issue And what inquirie 's for the body Nor. Well sir Mir. And when ye have done come back to me Nor. I will Mir. Softly oh softly Nor. She growes warmer still sir Col. What shall I do with Key Mir. Thou canst not stir now Leave it i th' door go get the horses ready Exeunt Roc. The door 's already open the Key in it En. Rocca Mountferrat Abdella With a dark lanthorn Mount What were those past by Roc. Some scout of Souldiers I think Mount It may be well so for I saw their horses They saw not us I hope Abd. No no we were close Beside they were far off Mount What time of night is 't Abd. Much about twelve I think Roc. Let me go in first For by the leaving open of the door here There may be some body in the Church give me the Lanthorne Abd. You 'l love me now I hope Mount Make
and Spurres Gomara Val. A tender husband hast thou shew'd thy selfe My deerest brother and thy memory After my life in brazen Characters Shall monumentally be register'd To ages consequent till times running hand Beats back the world to undistinguish'd Chaos And on the top of that thy name shall stand Fresh and without decay Gom. Oh honour'd sir If hope of this or any blisse to come Could lift my load of griefe off from my soule Or expiate the trespasse 'gainst my wife That in one houres suspition I begat I might be won to be a man againe And fare like other husbands sleepe and eate Laugh and forget my pleasing penitence But till old nature can make such a wife Againe I vow ne're to resume the order And habits that to men are necessary All breath I 'le spend in sighes all sound in groanes And know no company but my wasting moans Ast. This will be wilfull murder on your self Nor like a Christian doe you beare the chance Which th' inscrutable will of heaven admits Gom. What would you have my weaknesse doe that Suffer'd it selfe thus to be practis'd on By a damn'd hell-hound and his agent dam The impious mid-wife to obortive birthes And cruell instrument to his decrees By forgery they first assail'd her life Heaven playing with us yet in that he wrought My deerest friend the servant to her vertue To combat me against his Mistresse truth That yet effectlesse this enchanting witch Bred banefull jealousie against my Lady My most immaculate Lady which seiz'd on her Almost to death Oh yet not yet content She in my hand put to restore her life As I imagin'd what did execute Their devillish malice farther great with childe Was this poore innocent that too was lost They doubled death upon her not staying there They have done violence unto her Tomb Not granting rest unto her in the grave I wish Miranda had injoy'd my prize For sure I 'm punish'd for usurping her Oh what a Tyger is resisted Lust How it doth forrage all Mount Part of this tale I grant you true but 't was not poyson given her Ab. I would it had we had been farre enough If we had been so wise and had not now Stood curtsing for your mercies here Mount Beside What is become o th' body we know not Val. Peace impudents And deere Gomera practise patience As I my self must by some meanes at last We shall dissolve this riddle Gom. Wherefore comes This villaine in the festivall array As if he triumph'd for his treacherie Cast. That is by our appointment give us leave You shall know why a non Enter Miranda Norandine Collona Val. One of the Esguard Esg. The Gentlemen are come Val. Truyce then a while With our sad thoughts what are you both resolv'd Nor. Not I my Lord your downe right Captain still I le live and serve you not that altogether I want compunction of conscience I have enough to save me and that 's all Bar me from drink and drabs ev'n hang me too You must ev'n make your Captaines capons first I have too much flesh for this spirituall Knighthood And therefore do desire forbearance sir Till I am older or more mortifide I am too sound yet Val. What say you Miranda Mir. With all pure zeale to Heaven duty to you I come to undergo it Val. Proceed toth ' ceremony Gom. Before you match with this bright honor'd title Admir'd Miranda pardon what in thought I ever did transgresse against your vertue And may you find more joy with your new bride Then poor Gomera ere in joyd with his But 't was mine own crime and I suffer for 't Long wear your dignity and worthily Whilst I obscurely in some corner vanish Mir. Have stronger thoughts and better first I crave According to the order of the Court I may dispose my captives and the fort That with a clean and purified heart The fittiler I may endue my roabe All T is granted Enter Oriana vaild Ladies Lucinda child Mir. Bring the captives To your charge And staid tuition my most noble friend I then commend this Lady start not off A fairer and a chaster never liv'd By her own choyce you are her Guardian For telling her I was to leave my fort And to abandon quite all worldly cares Her own request was to Gomeras hands She might be given in custody for sh 'ad heard He was a Gentleman wise and temperate Full of humanity to womenkind And cause he had bin married knew the better How to entreat a Lady Val. What Country woman is she Mir. Borne a Greek Val. Gomera 't will be barbarous to deny A Lady that unto your refuge flyes And seekes to shrowd her under vertues wing Gom. Excuse me noble sir oh think me not So dull a devill to forget the losse Of such a matchlesse wife as I posses'd And ever to endure the sight of woman Were she the abstract of her sex for forme The only warehouse of perfection Where there no Rose nor Lilly but her Cheek No Musick but her tongue vertue but hers She must not rest near me my vow is graven Here in my heart irrevocably breath'd And when I break it Ast. This is rudenesse Spaniard Unseasonably you play the Timonist Put on a disposition is not yours Which neither fits you nor becomes you Gom. Sir Cast. We cannot force you but we would perswade Gom. Beseech you Sir no more I am resolv'd To forsake Malta tread a Pilgrimage To faire Jerusalem for my Ladies soule And will not be diverted Mir. You must beare This Child along we then Gom. VVhat Child All How 's this Mir. Nay then Gomera thou art injurious This child is thine and this rejected Lady Thou hast as often known as thine own wife And this I 'le make good on thee with my sword Gom. Thou durst as well blaspheme if such a scandall I crave the rights due to a Gentleman Women unvaile Ori. Will you refuse me yet Gom. My wife Val. My sister Gom. Some body thank Heaven I cannot speak All All praise be ever given Mount This saves our lives yet would she had bin dead The very sight of her afflicts me more Then fear of punishment or my disgrace Val. How came you to the Temple Mir. Sir to do My poor devotions and to offer thanks For scaping a temptation ne'r perform'd VVith this faire virgin I restore a wife Earth cannot paralell and busie nature If thou wilt still make women but remember To work 'em by this sampler take heed sir Henceforth you never doubt sir Gom. VVhen I do Death take me sodainly Mir. To encrease your happinesse To your best wife take this addition Gom. Alack my poor knave Val. The confession The Moor made 't seemes was truth Nor. Mary was it sir the only truth that ever issud out of hell which her black jawes resemble a plague o' your bacon-face you must be giving drinks with a vengance ah thou branded bitch do' ye stare gogles I
knavery I le warrant you shall make her smell this Moneth on 't Mor. Nay good sir be not violent Petro. Neither Mor. It may be Out of her earnest love there grew a longing As you know women have such toyes in kindnesse To give me a box o' th eare or so Petro. It may be Mor. I reckon for the best still this night then I shall enjoy her Petro. You shall hansell her Mor. Old as I am I 'le give her one blow for 't Shall make her groane this twelve-moneth Petro. Where 's your joynture Mor. I have a joynture for her Petro. Have your Councell Perus'd it yet Mor. No Councell but the night and your sweet daughter Shall ere peruse that Joynture Petro. Very well sir Moro. I le no demurrers on 't nor no rejoynders The other 's ready seal'd Petro. Come then le ts comfort My Son Petruchio he 's like little Children That loose their Bables crying ripe Mor. Pray tell me Is this stern woman still upon the flaunt Of bold defiance Petro. Still and still she shall be Till she be starv'd out you shall see such justice That women shall be glad after this tempest To tye their husbands shooes and walke their horses That were a merry world doe you heare the rumour They say the women are in Insurrection And meane to make a Petro. They 'l sooner Draw upon walls as we doe Let 'em let 'em We 'l ship 'em out in Cuck-stooles there they 'l saile As brave Columbus did till they discover The happy Islands of obedience We stay too long Come Mor. Now Saint George be with us Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Livia alone Liv. Now if I can but get in hansomely Father I shall deceive you and this night For all your private plotting I 'le no wedlock I have shifted saile and finde my Sisters safety A sure retirement pray to heaven that Rowland Do not beleeve too farre what I said to him For y'on old Foxcase forc'd me that 's my feare Stay let me see this quarter fierce Petruchio Keepes with his Myrmidons I must be suddaine If he seize on me I can looke for nothing But Marshall Law to this place have I scap'd him Above there Enter Maria and Byancha above Mar. Cheval'a Liv. A Friend By. Who are you Liv. Looke out and know Mar. Alas poore wench who sent thee What weake foole made thy tongue his Orator I know you come to parly Liv. Y' are deceiv'd Urg'd by the goodnes of your cause I come To doe as you doe Mar. Y' ar too weake too foolish To cheat us with your smoothnesse doe not we know Thou hast been kept up tame Liv. Beleeve me Mar. No prethee good Livia Utter thy Eloquence somewhere else By. Good Cosen Put up your Pipes we are not for your palat Alas we know who sent you Liv. O' my word By. Stay there you must not thinke your word Or by your Maydenhead or such Sonday oathes Sworne after Even-Song can inveigle us To loose our hand-fast did their wisdomes thinke That sent you hither we would be so foolish To entertaine our gentle Sister Sinon And give her credit while the woodden Jade Petruchio stole upon us no good Sister Goe home and tell the merry Greekes that sent you Ilium shall burn and I as did Aeneas will on my back spite of the Myrmidons Carry this warlike Lady and through Seas Unknown and unbeleev'd seek out a Land Where like a race of noble Amazons We 'le root our selves and to our endlesse glory Live and despise base men Liv. I le second ye By. How long have you been thus Liv. That 's all one Cosen I stand for freedome now By. Take heed of lying For by this light if we doe credit you And finde you tripping his infliction That kill'd the Prince of Orenge will be sport To what we purpose Liv. Let me feele the heaviest Mar. Swear by thy Sweet-heart Rowland for by your mayden-head I feare 't will be too late to swear you meane Nothing but faire and safe and honourable To us and to your selfe Liv. I sweare By. Stay yet Sweare as you hate Moroso that 's the surest And as you have a certaine feare to finde him Worse then a poore dride Jack full of more Aches Then Autumne has more knavery and usury And foolery and brokery then doggs-ditch As you doe constantly beleeve he 's nothing But an old empty bagge with a grey beard And that beard such a Bob-taile that it lookes Worse then a Mares taile eaten off with Fillyes As you acknowledge that young hansome wench That lyes by such a Bilbo blade that bends With ev'ry passe he makes to 'th hilts most miserable A dry nurse to his Coughes a fewterer To such a nasty fellow a rob'd thing Of all delights youth lookes for and to end One cast away on course beef born to brush That everlasting Cassock that has worne As many Servants out as the Northeast passage Has consum'd Saylors if you sweare this and truly Without the reservation of a gowne Or any meritorious Petticoate 'T is like we shall beleeve you Liv. I doe sweare it Mar. Stay yet a little came this wholesome motion Deale truly Sister from your own opinion Or some suggestion of the Foe Liv. Nev'r feare me For by that little faith I have in husbands And the great zeale I beare your cause I come Full of that liberty you stand for Sister Mar. If we beleeve and you prove recreant Livia Think what a maym you give the noble Cause We now stand up for Thinke what women shall An hundred yeare hence speak thee when examples Are look'd for and so great ones whose relations Spoke as we doe th'em wench shall make new customs By. If you be false repent goe home and pray And to the serious women of the City Confesse your selfe bring not a sinne so heynous To load thy soule to this place mark me Livia If thou bee it double and betray'st our honours And we fail in our purpose get thee where There is no women living nor no hope There ever shall be Mar. If a Mothers daughter That ever heard the name of stubborn husband Found thee and know thy sinne By. Nay if old age One that has worne away the name of woman And no more left to know her by but railing No teeth nor eyes nor legges but woodden ones Come but i' th wind-ward of thee for sure she 'l smell thee Thou 'lt be so ranck she 'l ride thee like a night-mare And say her Prayers back-ward to undoe thee She 'l curse thy meat and drink and when thou marriest Clap a sound spell for ever on thy pleasures Mar. Children of five yeare old like little Fayries Will pinch thee into motley all that ever Shall live and heare of thee I meane all women Will like so many furies shake their Keyes And tosse their flaming distaffes o're their heads Crying Revenge take heed 't is hideous Oh 't is a
get mony Their warlike Eagles into Dawes or Starlings To give an Ave Cesar as he passes And be rewarded with a thousand dragma's For thus we get but yeares and beets Aeci. What think you Were these words to be spoken by a Captain One that should give example Max. 'T was too much Pon. My Lord I did not wooe'em from the Empire Nor bid 'em turne their daring steele gainst Caesar The Gods for ever hate me if that motion Were part of me Give me but imployment Sir And way to live and where you hold me vicious Bred up in mutiny my Sword shall tell ye And if you please that place I held maintaine it Gainst the most daring foes of Rome I am honest A lover of my Country one that holds His life no longer his then kept for Caesar Weigh not I thus low on my knee beseech you What my rude tongue discovered t' was my want No other part of Pontius you have seen me And you my Lord doe something for my Country And both beheld the wounds I gave and took Not like a backward Traytor Aeci. All this language Makes but against you Pontius you are cast And by mine honor and my love to Caesar By me shall never be restord In my Campe I will not have a tongue though to himselfe Dare talke but neere sedition as I governe All shall obey and when they want their duty And ready service shall redresse their needs Not prating what they would be Pon. Thus I leave ye Yet shall my praires still although my fortunes Must follow you no more be still about ye Gods give ye where ye fight the Victory Ye cannot cast my wishes Aeci. Come my Lord Now to the Field agen Max. Alas poore Pontius Exeunt Scaen. 4. Enter Chilax at one dore Lycinius and Balbus at another Lyc. How now Chi. Shee 's come Bal. Then I le to 'th Emperor Exit Balbus Chi. Doe Is the Musick placed well Lyc. Excellent Chil. Lycinius you and Proclus receive her In the great Chamber at her entrance Let me alone and doe you heare Lycinius Pray let the Ladies ply her further off And with much more discretion one word more Lyc. Well Chil. Are the Iewells and those ropes of Pearle Layd in the way she passes Enter Emperor Balbus and Proclus Lyc. Take no care man Exeunt Lyc. Emp. What is she come Chil. She is Sir but t' wer best Your Grace were seen last to her Emp. So I mean Keep the Court emptie Proculus Pro. T is done Sir Emp. Be not too sudaine to hir Chil. Good your Grace Retire and man your selfe let us alone We are no children this way doe you heare Sir T is necessary that her waiting women Be cut off in the Lobby by some Ladies The'd break the businesse else Emp. T is true they shall Chil. Remember your place Proculus Pro. I warrant ye Exeunt Emperor Balbus and Pro. Enter Lucina Claudia and Marcellina Chi. She enters who are waytors there the Emperor Calls for his Horse to ayre himselfe Luci. I am glad I come so happily to take him absent This takes away a little feare I know him Now I begin to feare agen Oh honour If ever thou hadst temple in weak woman And sacrifice of modesty burnt to thee Hold me fast now and help me Chil. Noble Madam Ye are welcome to the Court most nobly welcome Ye are a stranger Lady Luc. I desire so Chil. A wondrous stranger here Nothing so strange And therefore need a guide I think Luc. I doe Sir And that a good one too Chil. My service Lady Shall be your guard in this place But pray ye tell me Are ye resolv'd a Courtier Luc. No I hope Sir Clau. You are Sir Chil. Yes my faire one Clau. So it seemes You are so ready to bestow your selfe Pray what might cost those Breeches Chil. Would you weare 'em Madam ye have a witty woman Mar. Two Sir Or else yee underbuy us Luc. Leave your talking But is my Lord here I beseech ye Sir Chil. He is sweet Lady and must take this kindly Exceeding kindly of ye wondrous kindly Ye come so farre to visit him I le guide ye Luc. Whether Chil. Why to your Lord Luc. Is it so hard Sir To find him in this place without a Guide For I would willingly not trouble you Chil. It will be so for you that are a stranger Nor can it be a trouble to doe service To such a worthy beauty and besides Mar. I see he will goe with us Clau. Let him amble Chil. It fits not that a Lady of your reckoning Should passe without attendants Luc. I have two Sir Chil. I mean without a man You 'l see the Emperor Luc. Alas I am not fit Sir Chil. You are well enough Hee 'l take it wondrous kindly Harke Luc. ye flatter Good Sir no more of that Chil. Well I but tell ye Luc. Will ye goe forward since I must be mand Pray take your place Claud. Cannot ye man us too Sir Chil. Give me but time Mar. And you 'l try all things Chil. No Make ye no such promise Claud. If ye doe Sir Take heed ye stand to 't Chil. Wondrous merry Ladies Enter Lycinius and Proculus Balbus Luc. The wenches are disposd pray keep your way Sir Exit Lyc. She is comming up the staires Now the Musick And as that stirs her let 's set on perfumes there Pro. Discover all the Iewells Lyc. Peace Musicke SONGS Now the lusty Spring is seene Golden yellow gaudy Blew Daintily Invite the view Every where on every Greene Roses blushing as they blow And inticing men to pull Lillies whiter then the snow Woodbines of sweet hony full All loves Emblems and all cry Ladyes if not pluck't we dye Yet the lusty Spring hath stayd Blushing red and purest white Daintily to love invite Every Woman every Mayd Cherries kissing as they grow And inviting men to taste Apples even ripe below Winding gently to the waste All loves emblems and all cry Ladies if not pluckt we dye SECOND Heare ye Ladies that despise what the mighty love has done Feare examples and be wise Faire Calisto was a Nun Laeda sayling on the streame To deceive the hopes of man Love accounting but a dream Doted on a silver Swan Danae in a Brazen Tower Where no love was lov'd a Flowre Heare yee Ladyes that are coy What the mighty love can doe Feare the fiercenesse of the Boy The chaste Moon he makes to woe Vesta kindling holy fires Circled round about with spies Never dreaming loose desires Doting at the Altar dies Ilion is a short Tower higher He can build and once more fire Enter Chilax Lucina Claudia and Marcellina Luc. Pray Heaven my Lord be here for now I feare it Well Ring if thou bee'st counterfeit or stolne As by this preparation I suspect it Thou hast betraid thy Mistris pray Sir forward I would faine see my Lord Chil. But tell me Madam How doe ye like the Song Luc. I
none Dare any man lament I should die nobly Am I grown old to have such enemies When I am dead speake honourably of me That is preserve my memory from dying There if you needs must weep your ruind Master A teare or two will seem well this I charge ye because ye say you yet love old Aecius See my poore body burnt and some to sing About my Pile and what I have done and sufferd If Cesar kill not that too at your banquets When I am gone if any chance to number The times that have been sad and dangerous Say how I fell and t is sufficient No more I say he that laments my end By all the gods dishonours me be gone And sodainly and wisely from my dangers My death is catching else Phi. We feare not dying Aec. Yet feare a wilfull death the just Gods hate it I need no company to that that children Dare doe alone and Slaves are proud to purchase Live till your honesties as mine has done Make this corrupted age sicke of your vertues Then dye a sacrifice and then ye know The noble use of dying well and Roman Are. And must we leave ye Sir Aec. We must all die And leave our selves it matters not where when Nor how so we die well and can that man that does so Need lamentation for him Children weep Because they have offended or for feare Women for want of will and anger is there In noble man that truly feeles both poyses Of life and death so much of this wet weaknesse To drown a glorious death in child and woman I am a shamd to see ye yet ye move me And were it not my manhood would accuse me For covetous to live I should weep with ye Phi. O we shall never sece you more Aec. T is true Nor I the miseries that Rome shall suffer Which is a benefit life cannot reckon But what I have been which is just and faithfull One that grew old for Rome when Rome forgot him And for he was an honest man durst die Ye shall have daily with ye could that dye too And I returne no trafficke of my travells No pay to have bin Souldier but this silver No Annalls of Aecius but he liv'd My friends ye had cause to weep and bitterly The common overflowes of tender women And children new borne crying were too little To shew me then most wretched if teares must be I should in justice weep 'em and for you You are to live and yet behold those slaughters The drie and witherd bones of death would bleed at But sooner then I have time to thinke what must bee I feare you 'l find what shall be If ye love me Let that word serve for all be gone and leave me I have some little practise with my soule And then the sharpest sword is welcom'st goe Pray be gon ye have obeyd me living Be not for shame now stubborn so I thank ye And faryewell a better fortune guide yee Exeunt Phi. and Aretius I am a little thirstie not for feare And yet it is a kind of feare I say so Is it to be a just man now againe And leave my flesh unthought of t is departed I heare 'em come who strikes first I stay for ye Enter Balbus Chilax Lycinius Yet I will dye a Souldier my sword drawne But against none Why doe ye feare come forward Bal. You were a Souldier Chilax Chil. Yes I musterd But never saw the Enemy Lyc. Hee 's drawne By heaven I dare not doe it Aec. Why doe ye tremble I am to die come ye not now from Cesar To that end speake Bal. We doe and we must kill ye T is Cesars will Chil. I charge you put your sword up That we may doe it hansomly Aec. Ha ha ha My sword up hansomly where were ye bred Ye are the merriest murderers my masters I ever met withall Come forward fooles Why doe ye stare upon mine honour Bawds I will not strike ye Lyc. I le not be first Bal. Nor I Chil. You had best die quietly the Emperour Sees how you beare your selfe Aec. I would die Rascalls If you would kill me quietly Bal. Of Proculus He promisd us to bring a Captaine hither That has been used to kill Aec. I le call the Guard Vnlesse you will kill me quickly and proclaim What beastly base and cowardly companions The Emperor has trusted with his safetie Nay I le give out ye fell of my side villaines Strike home ye bawdy slave Chil. By heaven he will kill us I markd his hand he waits but time to reach us Now doe you offer Aec. If ye doe mangle me And kill me not at two blowes or at three Or not so stagger me my sences faile me Look to your selves Chil. I told ye Aec. Strike me manly And take a thousand strokes Enter Pontius Bal. Heer 's Pontius Pon. Not kild him yet Is this the love ye beare the Emperor Nay then I see yee are Traitors all have at yee Lyc. runs away Chil. Oh I am hurt Balb. And I am killd Exeunt Chil. and Bal. Pon. Dye Bawdes As ye have liv'd and flourish'd Aec. Wretched fellow What hast thou done Pon. Killd them that durst not kill And you are next Aec. Art thou not Pontius Pon. I am the same you cast Aecius And in the face of all the Camp disgracd Aec. Then so much nobler as thou wert a Souldier Shall my death be is it revenge provoked thee Or art thou hir'd to kill me Pon. Both Aec. Then doe it Pon. Is that all Aec. Yes Pon. Would you not live Aec. Why should I To thanke thee for my life Pon. Yes if I spare it Aec. Be not deceiv'd I was not made to thank For any curtesie but killing me A fellow of thy fortune doe thy duty Pon. Doe not you feare me Aec. No Pon. Nor love me for it Aec. That 's as thou dost thy businesse Pon. When you are dead Your place is mine Aecius Aec. Now I feare thee And not alone thee Pontius but the Empire Pon. Why I can governe Sir Aec. I would thou couldst And first thy selfe Thou canst fight well and bravely Thou canst endure all dangers heates colds hungers Heavens angry flashes are not sodainer Then I have seene thee execute nor more mortall The winged feete of flying enemies I have stood and viewd thee mow away like rushes And still kill the killer were thy minde But halfe so sweet in peace as rough in dangers I died to leave a happy heire behind me Come strike and be a Generall Pon. Prepare then And for I see your honour cannot lessen And 't were a shame for me to strike a dead man Fight your short span out Aec. No thou knowst I must not I dare not give thee so much vantage of me As disobedience Pon. Dare ye not defend ye Against your enemy Aec. Not sent from Cesar I have no power to make such enemies For as I am condemn'd my naked sword Stands