sorrow may induce me to forgive you But never love again if I stay longer I have lost two hundred pound Liv. Good sir but thus much Tra. Turn if thou beest a man Liv. But one kisse of you One parting kisse and I am gone too Row Come I shall kisse fifty pound away at this clap We 'l have one more and then farewel Liv. Farewel Bya. Wel go thy waies thou bearst a kind heart with thee Tra. H 'as made a stand Bya. A noble brave young fellow Worthy a wench indeed Row I wil I wil not Exit Rowland Tra. He 's gone but shot agen play you but your part And I will keep my promise forty Angels In fair gold Lady wipe your eyes he 's yours If I have any wit Liv. I le pay the forfeit Bya. Come then le ts see your sister how she fares now After her skirmish and be sure Moroso Be kept in good hand then all 's perfect Livia Exeunt Scena quinta Enter Jaques and Pedro Ped. O Jaques Jaques what becomes of us Oh my sweet Master Jaq. Run for a Physitian And a whole peck of Pothecaries Pedro He wil die didle didle die if they come not quickly And bring all people that are skilfull In Lungs and Livers raise the neighbours And all the Aquavite-bottles extant And O the Parson Pedro O the Parson A little of his comfort never so little Twenty to one you finde him at the Bush There 's the best Ale Ped. I fly Exit Pedro Enter Maria and Servants Mar. Out with the Trunks ho Why are you idle Sirha up to th' Chamber And take the hangings down and see the Linnen Packt up and sent away within this halfe houre What are the Carts come yet some honest body Help down the chests of Plate and some the wardrobe Alas we are undone else Jaq. Pray forsooth And I beseech ye tell me is he dead yet Mar. No but is drawing on out with the Armour Jaq. Then I le goe see him Mar. Thou art undone then fellow no man that has Been neere him come neere me Enter Sophocles and Petronius Soph. Why how now Lady what means this Petron. Now daughter how dos my sonne Mar. Save all you can for Heaven sake Enter Livia Byancha and Tranio Liv. Be of good comfort sister Mar. O my Casket Petron. How do's thy husband woman Mar. Get you gon if you mean to save your lives the sicknesse Petron. Stand further off I prethee Mar. Is i' th house sir My husband has it now Alas he is infected and raves extreamly Give me some counsell friends Bya. Why lock the doores up And send him in a woman to attend him Mar. I have bespoke two women and the City Hath sent a watch by this time meat nor money He shall not want nor prayers Petron. How long is 't Since it first tooke him Mar. But within this three houres Enter Watch I am frighted from my wits O here 's the watch Pray doe your Office lock the doores up friends And patience be his Angel Tra. This comes unlook'd for Mar. I le to the lodge some that are kind and love me I know wil visit me Petruchio within Petru. Doe you heare my Masters ho you that locke the doores up Petron. T is his voyce Tra. Hold and let 's heare him Petru. Wil ye starve me here am I a Traytor or an Heretick Or am I grown infectious Petron. Pray sir pray Petru. I am as wel as you are goodman puppy Mar. Pray have patience You shall want nothing sir Petru. I want a cudgell And thee thou wickednesse Petron. He speakes wel enough Mar. Had ever a strong heart sir Petru. Wil ye heare me First be pleas'd To think I know ye all and can distinguish Ev'ry mans severall voyce you that spoke first I know my father in law the other Tranio And I heard Sophocles the last pray marke me Is my dam'd wife Maria If any man misdoubt me for infected There is mine arme let any man looke on 't Enter Doctor and Pothecary Doct. Save ye Gentlemen Petron O welcome Doctor Ye come in happy time pray your opinion What think you of his pulse Doct. It beats with busiest And shews a general inflammation Which is the symptome of a pestilent feaver Take twenty ounces from him Petru. Take a foole Take an ounce from mine arme and Doctor Deuz-ace I le make a close-stoole of your Velvet costard Gentlemen doe ye make a may-game on me I tell ye once againe I am as sound As wel as wholsome and as sensible As any of ye all Let me out quickly Or as I am a man I le beat the wals down And the first thing I light upon shall pay for 't Exit Doctor and Pothecary Petro. Nay we 'l go with you Doctor Mar. T is the safest I saw the tokens sir Petro. Then there is but one way Petru. Wil it please you open Tra. His fit grows stronger still Mar. Let 's save our selves sir He 's past all worldly cure Petro Friends do your office And what he wants if money love or labour Or any way may win it let him have it Farewell and pray my honest friends Exeunt Petru. Why Rascals Friends Gentlemen thou beastly wife Jaques None heare me who at the doore there 1 Watch. Thinke I pray sir Whether you are going and prepare your selfe 2 Watch. These idle thoughts disturbe you the good Gentlewoman Your wife has taken care you shall want nothing Petru Shall I come out in quiet answer me Or shall I charge a fowling-piece and make Mine own way two of ye I cannot misse If I misse three ye come here to assault me I am as excellent wel I thank Heav'n for 't And have as good a stomacke at this instant 2 Watch. That 's an ill signe 1 Watch. He draws on he 's a dead man Petru. And sleep as soundly wil ye looke upon me 1 Watch. Do you want Pen and Inke while you have sence sir Settle your state Petru. Sirs I am wel as you are Or any Rascall living 2 Watch. would you were sir Petru. Look to your selves and if you love your lives Open the doore and fly me for I shoot else I le shoot and presently chain-bullets And under foure I will not kill 1 Watch. Let 's quit him It may be it is trick he 's dangerous 2 Watch. The devill take the hinmost I cry Exit watch running Enter Petruchio with a piece Petru. Have among ye The doore shall open too I le have a faire shoot Are ye all gone tricks in my old daies crackers Put now upon me and by Lady Green-sleeves Am I grown so tame after all my triumphs But that I should be thought mad if I rail'd As much as they deserve against these women I would now rip up from the primitive cuckold All their arch-villanies and all their dobles Which are more then a hunted Hare ere thought on When a man has the fairest and the sweetest
by me Theod. Is 't come to Patience now Arch. Is t not a vertue Theod. I know not I ne're found it so Ar. That 's because Thy anger ever knowes and not thy judgement Theod. I know you have been rifl'd Ar. Nothing lesse boy Lord what opinions these vaine people publish Rifl'd of what The. Study your vertue patience It may get Mustard to your meat Why in such haste sir Sent ye for me Ar. For this end onely Theodore To wait upon your sisters to the Court I am commanded they live there The. Toth ' Court sir Ar. Toth ' Court I say The. And must I wait upon 'em Ar. Yes 't is most fit yee should ye are their brother The. Is this the businesse I had thought your mind sir Had been set forward on some noble action Something had truely stirr'd ye Toth ' Court with these Why they are your daughters sir Ar. All this I know sir The. The good old woman on a bed he threw Toth ' Court Ar. Thou art not mad The. Nor drunke as you are Drunke with your duty sir doe you call it duty A pox o' duty what can these doe there What should they doe Can ye look Babies sisters In the young Gallants eyes twirle their Band-strings Can ye ride out to ayre your selves pray sir Be serious with me doe you speake this truely Ar. Why didst thou never heare of women Yet at Court boy The. Yes and good women too very good women Excellent honest women but are you sure sir That these will prove so Hon. There 's the danger brother The. God a mercy wench thou hast a grudging of it Ar. Now be you serious sir and observe what I say Doe it and doe it handsomely goe with 'em The. With all my heart sir I am in no fault now If they be thought whores for being in my company Pray write upon their backs they are my sisters And where I shall deliver 'em Ar. Ye are wondrous jocund But prethee tell me art thou so lewd a fellow I never knew thee faile a truth The. I am a souldier And spell you what that meanes Ar. A Souldier What dost thou make of me The. Your Pallat 's downe sir Ar. I thanke yee sir The. Come shall we to this matter You will to Court Hon. If you will please to honour us The. I le honour yee I warrant I le set yee off With such a lustre wenches Alas poore Viola Thou art a foole thou criest for eating white-bread Be a good huswife of thy teares and save 'em Thou wilt have time enough to shed 'em sister Doe you weep too nay then I le foole no more Come worthy sisters since it must be so And since he thinks it fit to trie your vertues Be you as strong to truth as I to guard yee And this old gentleman shall have joy of ye Exeunt Scaene 3. Enter Duke and Burris Duke Burris take you ten thousand of those Crowns And those two chaines of Pearle they hold the richest I give 'em yee Bur. I humbly thanke your grace And may your great example worke in me That noble charity to men more worthy And of more wants Duke You beare a good minde Burris Take twenty thousand now Be not so modest It shall be so I give 'em goe there 's my ring for 't Bur. Heaven blesse your Highnesse ever Exit Duke You are honest Enter Alinda and Putskie at doore Puts. They 're comming now to Court as faire as vertue Two brighter starres ne're rose here Al. Peace I have it And what my Art can doe the Duke Put. I am gone Remember Exit Al. I am counsell'd to the full sir Duke My prettie Mistris whither lyes your businesse How kindly I should take this were it to me now Al. I must confesse immediately to your grace At this time Du. You have no addresse I doe believe ye I would yee had Al 'T were too much boldnesse Sir Upon so little knowledge lesse deserving Du. You 'll make a perfect Courtier Al. A very poore one Du. A very faire one sweet come hither to me What killing eyes this wench has in his glorie Not the bright Sun when the Sirian starre reignes Shines halfe so fierie Al. Why does your grace so view me Nothing but common handsomenesse dwells here sir Scarce that your grace is pleas'd to mock my meanness Du. Thou shalt not goe I doe not lie unto thee In my eye thou appear'st Al. Dim not the sight sir I am too dull an object Duke Canst thou love me Canst thou love him will honour thee Al. I can love And love as you doe too but 't will not shew well Or if it doe shew here where all light lustres Tinsell affections make a glorious glistering T will halt i th' handsome way Du. Are yee so cunning Dost think I love not truely Al. No ye cannot You never travell'd that way yet pray pardon me I prate so boldly to you Du. There 's no harme done But what 's your reason sweet Al. I would tell your grace But happily Du. It shall be pleasing to me Al. I should love you again then you would hate me With all my service I should follow yee And through all dangers Du This would more provoke me More make me see thy worthes More make me meet 'em Al. You should doe so if yee did well and truely But though yee be a Prince and have power in ye Power of example too ye have fail'd and falter'd Du. Give me example where Al. You had a Mistris Oh heaven so bright so brave a dame so lovely In all her life so true Du. A Mistris Al. That serv'd yee with that constancy that care That lov'd your will and woo'd it too Du. What Mistris Al. That nus'rd your honour up held fast your vertue And when she kist encreas'd not stole your goodnesse Du. And I neglected her Al. Lost her forsook her Wantonly slung her off Du. What was her name Al. Her name as lovely as her selfe as noble And in it all that 's excellent Du. What was it Al. Her name was Beau-desert Doe you know her now sir Du. Beau-desert I not remember Al. I know you doe not Yet she has a plainer name Lord Archas service Do you yet remember her there was a Mistris Fairer then women far fonder to you sir Then Mothers to their first-borne joyes Can you love Dare you professe that truth to me a stranger A thing of no regard no name no lustre When your most noble love you have neglected A beautie all the world would wooe and honour Would you have me credit this thinke ye can love me And hold ye constant when I have read this storie Is 't possible you should ever favour me To a slight pleasure prove a friend and fast too When where you were most ty'd most bound to benefit Bound by the chaines of honesty and honour You have broke and boldly too I am a weak one Arm'd
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
fall with him draw thy sword And follow me Cla. Fortune I give thee thankes For this occasion once more to use it Exit Bob. Nay hold not me Madam if I doe any hurt hang me Luc. Oh I am dead with feare let 's flye into Your Closet Mother Eug. No houre of my life Secure of danger heav'n be mercifull Or now at once dispatch me Enter Vitelli pursued by Alvarez Sayavedra Clara beating of Anastro Cla. Follow him Leave me to keepe these off Alv. Assault my friend So neere by house Vit. Nor in it will spare thee Though 't were a Temple I le mak it one I being the Priest and thou the sacrifice I le offer to my uncle Alv. Haste thou to him And say I sent thee Cla. 'T was put bravely by And that and yet comes on and boldly rare In the warres where emulation and example Joyn to encrease the courage and make lesse The danger valour and true resolution Never appear'd so lovely brave againe Sure he is more then man and if he fall The best of vertue fortitude would dye with him And can I suffer it forgive me duty So I love valour as I will protect it Against my Father and redeeme it though 'T is forfeited by one I hate Vit. Come on All is not lost yet You shall buy me deerer Before you have me keep off Cla. Feare me not Thy worth has tooke me Prisoner and my sword For this time knowes thee onely for a friend And to all else I turne the point of it Say Defend your Fathers Enemy Alv. Art thou mad Cla. Are you men rather shall that valour which Begot you lawfull honour in the warres Prove now the parent of an infamous Bastard So foule yet so long liv'd as murther will Be to your shames have each of you alone With your own dangers onely purchas'd glory From multitudes of Enemies not allowing Those neerest to you to have part in it And doe you now joyn and lend mutuall helpe Against a single opposite hath the mercy Of the great King but newly wash'd away The blood that with the forfeit of your life Cleav'd to your name and family like an ulcer In this againe to set a deeper dye Upon your infamy you 'll say he is your foe And by his rashnesse call'd on his own ruine Remember yet he was first wrong'd and honour Spur'd him to what he did and next the place Where now he is your house which by the lawes Of hospitable duty should protect him Have you been twenty yeeres a stranger to it To make your entrance now in blood or thinke you Your country-man a true born Spaniard will be An offring fit to please the genius of it No in this I 'le presume to teach my Father And this first Act of disobedience shall Confirme I am most dutifull Alv. I am pleas'd With what I dare not give allowance to Unnaturall wretch what wilt thou doe Cla. Set free A noble Enemy come not on by You passe to him through me the way is open Farwell when next I meet you doe not look for A friend but a vow'd foe I see you worthy And therefore now preserve you for the honour Of my sword onely Vit. Were this man a friend How would he win me that being my vow'd foe Deserves so well I thanke you for my life But how I shall deserve it give me leave Hereafter to consider Exit Alv. Quit thy feare All danger is blown over I have Letters To the Governour in the Kings name to secure us From such attempts hereafter yet we need not That have such strong guards of our own dread others And to encrease thy comfort know this young man Whom with such servent earnestnesse you eye Is not what he appeares but such a one As thou with joy wilt blesse thy daughter Clara Eug. A thousand blessings in that word Alv. The reason Why I have bred her up thus at more leisure I will impart unto you wonder not At what you have seen her doe it being the least Of many great and valiant undertakings She hath made good with honour Eug. I le returne The joy I have in her with one as great To you my Alvarez you in a man Have given to me a daughter in a woman I give to you a Sonne this was the pledge You left here with me whom I have brought up Different from what he was as you did Clara And with the like successe as she appeares Alter'd by custome more then woman he Transform'd by his soft life is lesse then man Alv. Fortune in this gives ample satisfaction For all our sorrowes past Luc. My deerest Sister Cla. Kinde brother Alv. Now our mutuall care must be Imploy'd to help wrong'd nature to recover Her right in either of them lost by custome To you I give my Clara and receive My Lucio to my charge and we 'll contend With loving industry who soonest can Turne this man woman or this woman man Exeunt Actus secundus Scaena prima Enter Pachieco and Lazarillo Pac. Boy my Cloake and Rapier it fits not a Gentleman of my ranck to walke the streets in Querpo Laz. Nay you are a very ranck Gent. Signior I am very hungry they tell me in Civill here I looke like an Eele with a mans head and your neighbour the Smith here hard by would have borrowed me th' other day to have fish'd with me because he had lost his angle-rod Pac. Oh happy thou Lazarillo being the cause of other mens wits as in thine own live leane and witty still oppresse not thy stomach too much grosse feeders great sleepers great sleepers fat bodies fat bodies lean braines No Lazarillo I will make thee immortall change thy humanitie into dietie for I will teach thee to live upon nothing Laz Faith Signior I am immortall then already or very neere it for I doe live upon little or nothing belike that 's the reason the Poets are said to be immortall for some of them live upon their wits which is indeed as good as little or nothing But good Master let me be mortall still and let 's goe to supper Pac. Be abstinent shew not the corruption of thy generation he that feeds shall die therefore he that feeds not shall live Laz. I but how long shall he live ther 's the question Pac. As long as he can without feeding did'st thou read of the miraculous maid in Flanders Laz. No nor of any maid else for the miracle of virginitie now adaies ceases ere the virgin can read virginitie Pac. She that liv'd three yeere without any other sustenance then the smell of a Rose Laz. I heard of her Signior but they say her guts shrunck all into Lute-strings and her neather-parts cling'd together like a Serpents Taile so that though she continued a woman still above the girdle beneath yet she was monster Pac. So are most women beleeve it Laz. Nay all women Signior that can live onely upon the
boy Page Tanto melior For so much the more danger the more honour Chi. You 'r very pleasant with our occupation Gent. Which very like amongst these fierie Serpents May light upon a Blind-worme of your blood A Mother or a Sister Foole. Mine's past saddle You should be sure of her else but say Sir Huon Now the Drums doubbes the sticks turn'd bed-staves All the old Foxes hunted to their holes The Iron age return'd to Eribus And Honorificabilitudinitatibus Thrust out o' th' Kingdome by the head and shoulders What trade doe you meane to follow Chi. That 's a question Foole. Yes and a learned question if ye marke it Consider and say on Chi. Fooling as thou dost that 's the best trade I take it Foole. Take it strait then For feare your fellowes be before ye harke ye Lievtenant Foolings the thing the thing worth all your fightings When all 's done ye must foole sir Chi. Well I must then Foole. But doe you know what fooling is true fooling The circumstances that belong unto it For every idle knave that showes his teeth Wants and would live can Juggle tumble fiddle Make a dog face or can abuse his fellow Is not a foole at first dash you shall find sir Strange turnings in this trade to foole is nothing As fooling has bin but to foole the faire way The new way as the best men foole their friends For all men get by fooling meerely fooling Desert does nothing valiant wise vertuous Are things that walke by without bread or breeches Chi. I partly credit that Foole. Fine wits fine wits sir There 's the young Boy he does well in his way too He could not live else in his Masters absence He tyes a Ladyes garters so so pretily Say his hand slip but say so Chi. Why let it slip then Foole. 'T is ten to one the body shall come after And he that workes deserves his wages Chi. That 's true Foole. Hee riddles finely to a waiting Gentlewoman Expounds dreames like a Prophet dreames himselfe too And wishes all dreames true they cry Amen And there 's a Memorandum he can sing too Bawdy enough to please old Ladies he lies rarely Pawnes ye a sute of clothes at all points fully Can pick a pocket if ye please or casket Lisps when he lists to catch a Chambermaid And calls his Hostesse mother these are things now If a man meane to live to fight and swagger Beaten about the Eares with bawling sheepskins Cut to the soule for Summer here an arme lost And there a leg his honourable head Seal'd up in salves and searclothes like a packet And so sent over to an Hospitall stand there charge there Sweare there whore there dead there And all this sport for cheese and chines of dog-flesh And money when two Wednesdayes meet together Where to be lowzie is a Gentleman And he that weares a cleane shirt has his Shrowd on Chi. I 'le be your scholler come if I like fooling Foole. You cannot choose but like it fight you one day I 'le foole another when your Surgeons paid And all your leakes stopt see whose slops are heaviest I 'le have a shilling for a can of wine When you shall have two Sergeants for a counter Boy Come learn of us Lievtenant hang your Iron up Wee 'le find you cooler warrs Chi. Come let 's together I 'le see your tricks and as I like 'em Exeunt Enter Memnon Eumenes and Captaines Mem. Why was there not such women in the camp then Prepar'd to make me know 'em Eum. 'T was no place sir 1. Capt. Why should they live in Tumults they are creatures Soft and of sober natures Mem. Cou'd not your wives Your mothers or your sisters have been sent for To exercise upon Eume. We thanke your Lordship 2. Cap. But doe you meane Mem. I doe meane 2 Cap. What sir Mem. To see her And see thee hang'd too and thou anger'st me And thousands of your throats cut get ye from me Ye keepe a prating of your points of manners And fill my head with lowzie circumstances Better have Ballets in 't your courtly worships How to put off my hat you how to turne me And you forsooth to blow my nose discreetly Let me alone for I will love her see her Talke to her and mine owne way Eume. Shee 's the Princesse Mem. Why let her be the devill I have spoke When Thunder durst not check me I must love I know she was a thing kept for me Eume. And I know sir Though she were born yours yet your strange behaviour And want Mem. Thou liest Eum. I doe not Mem. Ha! Eume. I doe not lye sir I say you want faire language nay 't is certaine You cannot say good morrow Mem. Ye Dog-whelpes The proudest of your prating tongues Eume. Doe kill us Kill us for telling truth for my part Generall I would not live to see men make a may-game Of him I have made a Master kill us quickly Then ye may Mem. What Eume. Doe what you list draw your sword childishly Upon your servants that are bound to tell ye I am weary of my life 1 Capt. And I 2 Capt. And all sir Eume. Goe to the Princesse make her sport cry to her I am the glorious man of warre Mem. Pray ye leave me I am sorry I was angry I 'le thinke better Pray no more words Eume. Good sir Mem. Nay then 2 Capt. We are gone sir Exeunt Eume. Captains Ent. Princess Calist Lucippe Cleanthe Calis How came he hither see for heavens sake wenches What faces and what postures he puts on Mem. walks aside full of strange gestures I doe not thinke he is perfect Cle. If your love Have not betrayd his little wits he 's well enough As well as he will be Cal. Marke how he Muses Lucip. Has a Battalia now in 's braines he draws out now Have at ye Harpers Cle. See see there the fire failes Lucip. Look what an Alphabet of faces he runs through Cle. O love loue how amorously thou look'st In an old rusty armour Cal. I 'le away for by my troth I feare him Lucip. Feare the gods Madam And never care what man can doe this fellow With all his frights about him and his furies His larums and his Launces Swords and Targets Nay case him up in armour Cap-a-pe Yet durst I undertake within two houres If he durst charge to give him such a shake Should shake his valour off and make his shankes too Cle. For shame no more Calis Hee muses still Cle. The Devill Why should this old dried timber chopt with thunder Cal. Old wood burnes quickest Lucip. Out you would say Madam Give me a green stick that may hold me heat And smoke me soundly too a turnes and sees ye Cle. There 's no avoiding now have at ye Memnon comes to her Mem. Lady The more I looke upon ye Stays her Cle. The more you may sir Cal. Let him alone Mem. I would desire your patience
Exit Gentleman Enter Calis Lucippe Cleanthe Cal. Le ts have a care for I le assure ye wenches I woo'd not meet him willingly agen For though I doe not feare him yet his fashion I wood not be acquainted much wit'h Clean. Gentle Ladie Ye need not feare the walkes are viewed and emptie But my thinkes Madam this kind heart of his Lucip. Is slow a coming Si. Keepe me ye blest Angells What killing power is this Cal. VVhy dost thou looke for 't Dost thinke he spoke in earnest Lucip. My thinkes Madam A Gentleman should keepe his word and to a Ladie A Ladie of your excellencies Cal. Out foole Send me his heart what should we doe wo't dance it Lucip. Drie it and drinke it for the wormes Calis Whos 's that What man stands there Clean. VVhere Cal. There Clean. A Gentleman Which I beseech your grace to honour so much As know him for your servants brother Cal. Siphax Clean. The same an 't please your grace what does he here Upon what busines and I ignorant Cal. Hee 's growne a handsome Gentleman good Siphax Yat wel-come from the warres woo'd ye with us sir Pray speake your will a blushes be not feareful I can assure ye for your Sisters sake sir Ther 's my hand on it Clean. Doe you heare Sir Cal. Sure these Souldiers Are all growne senseles Clean. Doe ye know where ye are sir Calis Tongue-tyde He lookes not well too by my life I thinke Clean. Speake for shame speake Lucip. A man woo'd speake Cal. These Souldiers Are all dumb Saints Consider and take time sir Le ts forward wenches come his pallats downe Lucip. Dare these men charge it 'h face of fire and bullets And hang there heads downe at a handsome Woman Good master Mars that 's a soule fault Exit Princesse Lucippe Clean. Fye beast No more my brother Siph. Sister honoured Sister Clean. Dishonoured foole Si. I doe confesse Cle. Fye on thee Si. But stay till I deliver Cle. Let me goe I am a shame to owne thee Si. Fare ye well then Ye must nere see me more Clean. Why stay deare Siphax My anger 's past I will heare ye speake Si. O Sister Clean. Out with it Man Si. O I have drunke my mischiefe Cle. Ha what Si. My destruction In at mine eyes I have drunke it O the Princess The rare sweet Princess Clean. How foole the rare Princess Was it the Princess that thou sed'st Si. The Princess Clean. Thou doest not love her sure thou darst not Si. Yes by heaven Clean. Yes by Heaven I know thou darst not The Princess 't is thy life the knowledge of it Presumption that will draw into it all thy kinred And leave 'em slaves and succourles the Princess Why shee 's a sacred thing to see and worship Fixt from us as the Sun is high and glorious To be ador'd not doated on desire things possible Thou foolish young man nourish not a hope Will haile thy heart out Si. 'T is my destinie And I know both disgrace and death will quit it If it be knowne Clean. Pursue it not then Syphax Get thee good wholesome thoughts may nourish thee Goe home and pray Sy. I cannot Clean. Sleep then Syphax And dreame away thy doting Sy. I must have her Or you no more your brother worke Cleanthe Worke and worke speedilie or I shall die wench Clean. Dye then I dare forget farewell Syp. Farewell Sister Farewell for ever see me buried Clean. Stay Pray stay hee 's all my brothers no way Siphax No other Woman Sy. None none shee or sincking Clean. Goe and hope well my life I le venture for thee And all my art a Woman may worke miracles No more pray heartily against my fortunes For much I feare a maine one Syphax I shall doe it Exeunt Finis Actus Secundi Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter a Priest of Venus and a Boye Pr. Find him by any meanes and good child tell him He has forgot his old friend give him this And say this night without excuse or busines As ever he may find a friend come to me He knowes the way and how begon Boy I gallop Exit Boy Clean. I have bin looking you Pr. The faire Cleanthe VVhat may your busines be Clean. O holy Mother Such busines of such strange waite now or never As ye have loved me as ye doe or may doe When I shall find a fit time Pr. If by my meanes Your busines may be fitted ye know me And how I am tyed unto you be bold daughter To build your best hopes Clean. O but 't is a strange one Stuck with as many dangers Pr. Ther 's the working Small things performe themselves and give no pleasures Be confident through death I le serve Clean Here Pr. Fye no corruption Clean. Take it 't is yours Be not so spiced 't is good gold And goodnes is no gall to 'th conscience I know you have wayes to vent it ye may hold it Pr. I le keep it for ye when Clean. To morrow morning I le visit ye agen and when occasion Offers it selfe Pr. Instruct me and have at ye Clean. Farewell till then be sure Pr. As your owne thoughts Ladie Clean. 'T is a maine worke and full of feare Pr. Fooles only Exit Cle. Make their effects seeme fearefull farewell daughter This gold was well got for my old tuff Souldier Now I shall be his sweet agen what busines Is this she has a foote some lustie lover Beyond her line the young wench would faine piddle A little to revive her must be thought of 'T is even so she must have it but how by my meanes A devill can she drive it I that wait still Before the Goddesse giving Oracle How can I profit her 't is her owne project And if she cast it false her owne fault be it Exit Priest Enter Polidor Eumenes Captains Stremon Pol. Why this is utter madnes Eumen. Thus it is Sir Pol. Only the Princesse sight 1. Cap. All we can judge at Poli. This must be loo'kt to timelie Eumen. Yes and wiselie Pol. He do's not offer at his life Eumen. not yet sir That we can heare of Pol. Noble Gentlemen Let me entreat your watches over him Ye cannot doe a worthier worke 2. Cap. We came Sir Provided for that service Pol. Where is Chilax Strem. A little busie Sir Pol. Is the foole and boye here Strem. They are Sir Enter Memnon Pol. Let 'em be still so and as they find his humors Eumen. Now ye may behold him Pol. Stand close and worke no noyse By his eyes now Gentlemen I guesse him full of anger Eumen. Be not seene there Mem. The houre 's past long agoe hee s false and fearefull Coward goe with thy catine soule thou our dog Thou cold clod wilde fire warme thee monstrous fearful I know the slave shakes but to thinke on 't Pol. VVhos 's that Eumen. I know not Sir Mem. But I shall catch yee rascall Your mangie soule is
man Siph. But Chilax Where are her women Chi. None but your Graces Sister Because she would have it privat to the world yet Knowes of this businesse Siph. I shall thanke the Chilax Thou art a carefull man Chi. Your Graces servant Siph. I 'le find a fit place for thee Chi. If you will not There 's a good Lady will she points yee forward Away and take your fortune not a word sir So you are greas'd I hope Exit Siph. Cloe. manet Chi. Enter Stremon Foole and Boy Chi. Stremon Foole Picus Where have you left your Lord Strem. I' th' Temple Chilax Chi. Why are ye from him Strem. Why the King is with him And all the Lords Chi. Is not the Princesse there too Strem. Yes And the strangest coile amongst 'em She weeps bitterly The King entreats and frownes my Lord like Autumne Drops off his hopes by handfulls all the Temple Sweats with this Agonie Chi. Where 's young Polidor Strem. Dead as they said o' th' sudden Chi. Dead Strem. For certaine But not yet knowne abroad Chi. There 's a new trouble A brave young man he was but we must all die Strem. Did not the Generall meet you this morning Like a tall stallion Nun Chi. No more a that Boy Strem. You had been ferreting Chi. That 's all one Foole My Master foole that taught my wits to traffique What has your wisdome done how have you profited Out with your Audit come you are not emptie Put out mine eye with twelve pence do you shaker What thinke you of this shaking here 's with coxcombe Ha boyes ha my fine rascalls here 's a Ring Pulls out a Purse How right they goe Foole. O let me ring the fore-bell Chi. And here are thumpers Chickens golden rogues â—it wit ye rascalls Foole. I have a Sty here Chilax Chi. I have no gold to cure it not a penny Not one crosse Cavalier we are dull Sou'diers Grosse heavy-headed fellowes fight for victualls Foole. Why ye are the spirits of the time Chi. By no meanes Foole. The valiant firie Chi. Fy fie no Foole. Be-lee-me sir Chi. I woo'd I could sir Fool. I will satisfie ye Chi. But I will not content you alas poore boy Thou shewst an honest nature weepes for thy Master There 's a red rogue to buy thee handkerchers Foole. A was an honest Gentleman I have lost too Chi. Ye have indeed your labour Foole but Stremon Doest thou want money too no virtue living No firking out at fingers ends Strem. It seemes so Chi. Will ye all serve me Strem. Yes when ye are Lord Generall For lesse I will not goe Chi. There 's gold for thee then Thou hast a souldiers minde Foole Fool. Here your first man Chi. I will give thee for thy wit for 't is a fine wit A daintie diving wit hold up just nothing Goe graze i' th' commons yet I am mercifull There 's six pence buy a Saucer steale an old gowne And beg i' th' Temple for a Prophet come away boyes Let 's see how things are carried Foole up sirra You may chance get a dinner Boy your preferment I 'le undertake for your brave Masters sake You shall not perish Fool. Chilax Chi. Please me well Foole And you shall light my pipes Away to th' Temple But stay the Kings here sport upon sport Boyes Enter King Lords Siphax kneeling Cloe with a Vaile King What would you have Captaine Speake suddenly for I am wondrous busie Siph. A Pardon Royall sir King For what Siph. For that Which was heav'ns will should not be mine alone sir My marrying with this Lady King It needs no Pardon For marriage is no sin Si. Not in it selfe sir But in presuming too much Yet heav'n knowes So does the Oracle that cast it on me And the Princesse royall sir King What Princesse Siph. O be not angrie my dread King your Sister King My sister she 's i' th' Temple man Siph. She is here sir Lord The Captain 's mad she is kneeling at the Altar King I know she is with all my heart good Captain I do forgive ye both be unvail'd Lady Puts off her vaile Will ye have more forgivenes the mans frantick Come let 's goe bring her out God give yee joy sir Siph. How Cloe my old Cloe Exit King Lords Cloe. Even the same sir Chi. Gods give your manhood much content Strem. The Princesse Lookes something mustie since her comming over Fool. 'T were good youl 'd brush her over Siph. Fooles and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too Foole. O 't is the nature Of us Fooles to make bold with one another But you are wise brave sirs Chi. Cheere up your Princesse Believe it sir the King will not be angry Or say he were why 't was the Oracle The Oracle and like your Grace the Oracle Strem. And who most mighty Siphax Siph. With mine owne whore Cloe. With whom els should ye marry speak your conscience Will ye transgresse the law of Armes that ever Rewards the Souldier with his owne sins Siph. Devills Cloe. Ye had my maiden-head my youth my sweetnes Is it not justice then Siph. I see it must be But by this hand I 'le hang a lock upon thee Cloe. You shall not need my honesty shall doe it Siph. If there be wars in all the world Cloe. I 'le with ye For you know I have bin a souldier Come curse on when I need another Oracle Chi. Send for me Siphax I 'le fit ye with a Princesse And so to both your honours Foole. And your graces Siph. The Devill grace ye all Cloe. God a mercy Chilax Chi. Shall we laugh halfe an houre now Strem. No the King comes And all the traine Chi. Away then our Act 's ended Exeunt Enter King Calis Memnon and Cleanthe Curtisan Lords King You know he do's deserve ye loves ye dearly You know what bloody violence had us'd The Hearse ready Polidor Eumenes Captains Upon himselfe but that his brother crost it You know the same thoughts still inhabit in him And covet to take birth Look on him Lady The wars have not so far consum'd him yet Cold age disabled him or sicknesse sunk him To be abhorr'd looke on his Honour sister That beares no stamp of time no wrinkles on it No sad demolishment nor death can reach it Looke with the eyes of heaven that nightlie waken To view the wonders of my glorious Maker And not the weaknesse looke with your vertuous eyes And then clad royaltie in all his conquests His matchlesse love hung with a thousand merits Eternall youth attending Fame and Fortune Time and Oblivion vexing at his vertues He shall appeare a miracle looke on our dangers Looke on the publique ruine Calis O deare brother King Fie let us not like proud and greedy waters Gaine to give off againe this is our Sea And you his Cynthia govern him take heed His stouds have bin as hie and full as any And gloriously now is got up to the girdle The
if a Souldier may without vaine-glory Tell what h 'as done beleeve me Gentlemen I could turne over annals of my dangers With this poor weaknesse have I mann'd a breach And made it firme with so much blood that all I had to bring me off alive was anger Thrice was I made a slave and thrice redeem'd At price of all I had The miseries Of which times if I had a heart to tell Would make ye weep like children But I 'le spare ye Ja Fabricio we two have been souldiers Above these fourteen yeares yet a my conscience All we have seen compar'd to his experience Has been but cudgel-play or Cock-fighting By all the faith I have in armes I reverence The very poverty of this brave fellow Which were enough it selfe and his to strengthen The weakest towne against halfe Christendome I was never so asham'd of service In all my life before now I consider What I have done and yet the rogues would sweare I was a valiant fellow I do finde The greatest danger I have brought my life through Now I have heard this worthy was no more Then stealing of a May-pole or at worst Fighting at single billet with a Barge-man Fab. I do believe him Jacamo Jac. Beleeve him I have no faith within me if I doe not Fath. I see they are souldiers And if we may judge by affections Brave and deserving men how they are stir'd But with a meer relation of what may be Since I have wonne beliefe and am not known Forgive me honour I 'le make use of thee Fab. Sir would I were a man or great or able To looke with liberall eyes upon your vertue Jac. Let 's give him all we have and leave off prating Here Souldier there 's even five months pay be merry And get thee handsome cloths Fab. What meane you Jacamo Jac. Ye are a foole The very story 's worth a hundred pound Give him more money Fath. Gentlemen I know not How I am able to deserve this blessing But if I live to see faire dayes againe Something I 'le doe in honour of your goodnesse That shall shew thankfulnesse if not desert Fab. If you please Sir till we procure ye place To eate with us or weare such honest garments As our poor meanes can reach to you shall be A welcome man to say more were to feede ye Only with words we honour what y 'ave been For we are souldiers though not neere the worth You spake of lately Fath. I do ghesse ye so And knew unlesse he were a souldier He could not find the way to know my wants Ja. But me thinks all this while y' are too temperate Do you not tell men sometimes of their dulnesse When you are grip't as now you are with need I do and let them know those silkes they weare The Warre weaves for 'em and the bread they eate We sow and reape again to feed their hunger I tell them boldly they are masters of Nothing but what we fight for their faire women Lye playing in their armes whilst we like Lares Defend their pleasures I am angry too And often raile at these forgetfull great men That suffer us to sue for what we ought To have flung on us ere we aske Fath. I have Too often told my griefes that way when all I reapt was rudenesse of behaviour In their opinions men of Warre that thrive Must thank 'em when they raile and wait to live Fab. Come Sir I see your wants need more relieving Then looking what they are pray goe with us Fath. I thanke you Gentlemen since you are pleas'd To do a benefit I dare not crosse it And what my service or endeavours may Stand you in need you shall command not pray Ja. So you shall us I 'le to the Taylors with you bodily Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Fredericke Lodovico and Piso Lod. Well if this be true I 'le believe a woman When I have nothing else to do Piso 'T is certaine if there be a way of truth In blushes smiles and commendatious For by this light have heard her praise you fellow In such a pitch as if sh 'ad studied To croude the worths of all men into him And I imagine these are seldome us'd Without their speciall ends and by a maide Of her desires and youth Fred. It may be so She 's free as you or I am and may have By that prerogative a liberall choise In the bestowing of her love Lod Bestowing If it be so she has bestowed her selfe Upon a trim youth Piso what do you call him Piso Why Captain Jacamo Lod. O Captaine Jack-boy That is the Gentleman Fred. I thinke he be A Gentleman at worst Lod. So think I too Would he would mend Sir Fred. And a tall one too Lod. Yes of his teeth for of my faith I thinke They are sharper then his sword and dare do more If the Beuffe meet him fairely Fred. Very well Piso Now do I wonder what she meanes to doe When she has married him Lod. Why well enough Traile his pike under him and be a Gentlewoman Of the brave Captaines company Fred. Doe you heare me This woman is my sister Gentlemen Lod. I am glad she is none of mine but Fredericke Thou art not such a foole sure to be angry Unlesse it be with her We are thy friends man Fred. I thinke ye are Lod. Yes faith and do but tell thee How shee will utterly orethrow her credit If she continue gracing of this pot-gun Piso I thinke she was bewitcht or mad or blinde She would never have taken such a scar-crow else Into protection of my life he lookes Of a more rusty swarth complexion Then an old arming doublet Lod. I would send His face to the Cutlers then and have it sanguin'd 'T will looke a great deale sweeter then his nose I would have shorter and my reason is His face will be ill mounted else Piso For his body I will not be my own Judge least I seeme A railer but let others look upon 't And if they finde it any other thing Then a trunke-seller to send wines downe in Or a long walking-bottle I 'le be hang'd for 't His hide for sure he is a beast is ranker Then the Muscovy leather and grain'd like it And by all likeli-hoods he was begotten Between a stubborn paire of winter boots His body goes with straps he is so churlish Lod. Hee 's poor and beggerly besides all this And of a nature farre uncapable Of any benefit for his manners cannot Shew him a way to thanke a man that does one He 's so uncivill you may do a part Worthy a brother to perswade your sister From her undoing if she prove so foolish To marry this cast Captaine looke to finde her Within a month where you or any good man Would blush to know her selling cheese and prunes And retayl'd bottle ale I grieve to think Because I lov'd her what a march this Captaine Will set her into Fred.
You are both beleeve me Two arrant Knaves and were it not for taking So just an execution from his hands You have beli'd thus I would swaddle ye Till I could draw off both your skins like scaberds That man that you wrong'd thus though to me He be a stranger yet I know so worthy However low in fortune that his worst parts The very wearing of his cloths would make Two better Gentlemen then you dare be For there is vertue in his outward things Lod. Belike you love him then Fred. Yes marry do I Lod. And will be angry for him Fred. If you talke Or pull your face into a stich againe As I love truth I shall be very angry Do not I know thee though thou hast some land To set thee out thus among Gentlemen To be a prating and vain-glorious asse I do not wrong thee now for I speake truth Doe not I know thou hast been a cudgel'd coward That has no cure for shame but cloath of silver And thinkst the wearing of a gawdy suite Hides all disgraces Lod. I understand you not you hurt not me Your anger flies so wide Piso Signeur Frederick You much mistake this Gentleman Fred. No Sir Piso If you would please to be lesse angry I would tell you how Fred. You had better study Sir How to excuse your selfe if ye be able Or I shall tell you once againe Piso Not me Sir For I protest what I have said was only To make you understand your sisters danger Lod. He might if it pleas'd him conceive it so Fred. I might if it pleas'd me stand still and heare My sister made a may-game might I not And give allowance to your liberall jests Upon his person whose least anger would Consume a legion of such wretched people That have no more to justifie their actions But their tongues ends that dare lye every way As a mill grindes From this houre I renounce All part of fellowship that may hereafter Make me take knowledge of ye but for Knaves And take heed as ye love whole skins and coxcombs How and to whom ye prate thus for this time I care not if I spare ye do not shake I will not beat ye though ye doe deserve it Richly Lod. This is a strange course Fredericke But sure you do not or you would not know us Beate us Piso 'T is somewhat low Sir to a Gentleman Fred. I 'le speak but few words but I 'le make 'em truths Get you gone both and quickly without murmuring Or looking big and yet before you goe I will have this confest and seriously That you two are two rascalls Lod. How Fred. Two Rascals Come speake it from your hearts or by this light My sword shall flye among ye answer me And to the point directly Piso You shall have Your will for this time since we see y' are grown So far untemperate Let it be so Sir In your opinion Fred. Do not mince the matter But speake the words plaine and you Lodovick That stand so tally on your reputation You shall be he shall speake it Lod. This is pretty Fred. Let me not stay upon 't Lod. Well we are rascalls Yes Piso we are rascals Exit Lod. and Piso Fred. Get ye gone now not a word more y' are rascals Enter Fabritio Fab. That should be Fredericke Jac. 'T is he Fredericke Fred. Who 's that Jac. A friend Sir Fred. It is so by the voyce I have sought you Gentlemen and since I have found you So neare our house I 'le force ye stay a while I pray let it be so Fab. It is too late Wee 'l come and dine to morrow with your sister And do our services Jac. Who were those with you Fred. We met two came from hence Two idle fellows That you shall beate hereafter and I 'le tell ye Some fitter time a cause sufficient for it Fabr. But Fredericke tell me truly do you thinke Shee can affect my friend Fred. No certainer Then when I speake of him or any other She entertaines it with as much desire As others do their recreations Fabr. Let not him have this light by any meanes He will but thinke he 's mockt and so grow angry Even to a quarrell he 's so much distrustfull Of all that take occasion to commend him Women especially for which he shuns All conversation with 'em and beleeves He can be but a mirth to all their Sex Whence is this musique Fred. From my sisters chamber Fab. The touch is excellent let 's be attentive Jac. Harke are the waights abroad Fabr. Be softer prethee 'T is private musicke Jac. What a dyn it makes I had rather hear a Jews-trump then these Lutes They crye like Schoole-boyes Fabr. Prethee Jacamo Jac. Well I heare or sleepe I care not whether The SONG Enter at the window Francke and Clora 1. TEll me dearest what is Love 2. 'T is a lightning from above 'T is an arrow 't is a fire 'T is a boy they call Desire Both 'T is a grave Gapes to have Those poore fooles that long to prove 1. Tell me more are women true 2. Yes some are and some as you Some are willing some are strange Since you men first taught to change Both And till troth Be in both All shall love to love anew 1. Tell me more yet can they grieve 2. Yes and sicken sore but live And be wise and delay When you men are as wise as they Both Then I see Faith will be Never till they both beleeve Franc. Clora come hither who are these below there Clor. Where Fran. There Clor. Ha I should know their shapes Though it be darkish there are both our brothers What should they make thus late here Fran. What 's the tother Clor. What tother Fran. He that lyes along there Clor. O I see him As if he had a branch of some great Petigree Grew out on 's belly Fra. Yes Clor. That should be If I have any knowledge in proportion Fab. They see us Fred. 'T is no matter Fab. VVhat a log Is this to sleep such musique out Fred. No more let 's heare 'em Clor. If I have any knowledge in proportion The Captaine Jacamo those are his legs Upon my conscience Fra. By my faith and neate ones Clor. You mean the boots I thinke they are neate by nature Fra. As thou art knavish would I saw his face Clor. 'T would scare you in the dark Fra. A worse then that Has never scar'd you Clora to my knowledge Clora 'T is true for I never have seen a worse Nor while I say my prayers heartily I hope I shall not Fran. VVell I am no tell tale But is it not great pitty tell me Clora That such a brave deserving Gentleman As every one delivers this to be Should have no more respect and worth flung on him By able men VVere I one of these great ones Such vertues should not sleep thus Clora VVere he greater He would sleep more I thinke I 'le waken him
send provision in in full abundance Fit for the marriage for this night I know Shee will be yours Sir have you never a token Of worth to send her backe againe you must Shee will expect it Lod. Yes pray give her this And with it all I have I am made for ever Exit Lod. Piso Well thou hast fooles lucke should I live as long As an old oake and say my prayers hourly I should not be the better of a penny I think the Devill be my ghostly Father Upon my conscience I am full as handsome I am sure I have more wit and more performance Which is a pretty matter Fa. Do you thinke sir That your friend Signeur Piso will be constant Unto my Lady you should know him well Piso Who Signieur Piso Fa. Yes the Gentleman Piso VVhy you are wide Sir Fa. Is not his name Piso Piso No mine is Piso Fa. How Piso 'T is indeed Sir And his is Lodowicke Fa. Then I am undone Sir For I was sent at first to Piso what a rascall VVas I so ignorantly to mistake you Piso Peace There is no harme done yet Fa. Now 't is too late I know my errour At turning of a Street For you were then upon the right hand of him You chang'd your places sudainly where I Like a crosse Block-head lost my memory What shall I do my Lady utterly Will put me from her favour Piso Never feare it I 'le be thy guard I warrant thee O O Am I at length reputed for the Ring I 'le fetch it back with a light vengance from him Had better keep tame Devills then that Ring Art thou not Steward Fa. No Piso Thou shalt be shortly Fa. Lord how he takes it Piso I 'le go shift me streight Art sure it was to Piso Fa. O too sure Sir Piso I 'le mount thee if I live for 't Give me patience heav'n to be are this blessing I beseech thee I am but man I pre'thee breake my head To make me understand I am sensible Fa. Lend me your dagger and I will Sir Piso No I believe now like a good Christian Fa. Good Sir make hast I dare not go without ye Since I have so mistaken Piso 'T is no matter Meet me within this halfe houre at St. Margrets Well go thy wayes old leg thou hast the trick on 't Exit Piso Enter Angilo and Julio Ang. How now the newes Fa. Well passing well I have 'em Both in a leash and made right for my purpose Jul. I am glad on 't I must leave you Ang. Whether man Jul. If all go right I may be fast enough too Ang. I cry you mercie Sir I know your meaning Clora's the woman she 's Francks bedfellow Commend me to 'em and go Julio Bring 'm to supper all to grace this matter They serve for witnesses Ju. I will Farewell Exit Jul at one dore Ang Fa at another Scaena Secunda Enter Clora Franck and Fredrick and Maid Fred. Sister I brought you Jacamo to the doore He has forgot all that he said last night And shame of that makes him more loath to come I left Fabritio perswading him but 't is in vaine Fra. Alas my fortune Clora Clor. Now Franck See what a kind of man you love That loves you when hee 's drunk If so Faith I would marry him My friends I hope Would make him drink Clor. 'T is well consider'd Franck he has such pretty humours then Besides being a Souldier 't is better he should love You when hee 's drunck then when hee 's sober for then he Will be sure to love you the greatest part on 's life Fra. And were not I a happy woman then Clor. That ever was borne Franck y'faith Fred. How now what sayes hee Enter Fabritio Fab. Faith you may as well tice a dog up with a whip and bell As him by telling him of love and women he sweares They mock him Fred. Looke how my Sister weepes Fab. VVhy who can helpe it Fred. Yes you may safly sweare she loves him Fab. VVhy so I did and may do all the oathes Arithmatique can make ere he believe me And since he was last drunk he is more jealous They would abuse him If we could perswade him She lov'd he would embrace it Fred. She her selfe Shall bate so much of her owne modesty To sweare it to him with such teares as now You see raine from her Fab. I believe 't would worke But would you have her do 't i' th open street Or if you would hee 'le run away from her How shall we get him hither Fred. By entreaty Fab. 'T is most impossible No If we could Anger him hither as ther is no way But that to bring him and then hold him fast Women and men whilst she delivers to him the truth Seal'd with her teares he would be plaine As a pleas'd child he walkes below for me Under the window Clor. VVee 'le anger him I warrant ye Let one of the maides take a good bowle of water Or say it be a piss-pott and power 't on 's head Fab. Content hang me If I like not the cast of it rarely for no question it Is an approv'd receipt to fetch such a fellow Take all the women-kind in this house betwixt the age of one And one hundred let them take unto them a pott or a Bowle containing seven quarts or upwards let them Never leave till the above named Pott or Bowle become full then let one of them stretch out Her arme and power it on his head add Probatum est it VVill fetch him for in his anger he will run up then let Us alone Clor. Go you and do it Exit Maid Fra. Good Clora no Clor. Away I say do it never feare we have enough of that Water ready distill'd Fra. Why this will make him mad Fabritio Hee 'le neither love me drunke nor sober now Fab. I warrant you what is the wench come up Enter Wench above Clo. Art thou there wench Wench I Fab. Looke out then if thou canst see him Wench Yes I see him by my troth he stands so faire I could not Hold were he my Father his hat 's of too he 's scratching His head Fab. O wash that hand I pre'thee I have throwne thee Wench God send thee good luck this the second time Out to day ha ha ha just on 's head Fra. Alas Fab. What does he now Wench He gathers stones God's light he breakes all the Street windows Jac. Whore's Bawdes your windowes your windowes Wench Now he is breaking all the low windowes with his Sword Excellent sport Now he 's beating a fellow that laugh'd at him Truely the man takes it patiently Now he goes downe the Street Gravely looking on each side ther 's not one more dare laugh Fra. Does he go on Wench Yes Fra. Fabritio you have undone a Maid Fran. kneeles By treachery know you some other better You would prefer your friend to If
but not our eares While we are his servants And as we come here Not to aske questions walke forth on your walls Visit your courtes of guard view your Munition Aske of your corne-provisions nor enquire Into the least as spies upon your strengthes So let 's entreate we may receive from you Nothing in passage or discourse but what We may with gladnesse and our honesties here And that shall seale our welcome Van. Good let 's drinke then Mage: fill out I keep mine old pearle still Captaine Mar. I hang fast man Hem. Old Iewels commend their keeper Sir Van. Heer 's to you with a hart my Captaines friend With a good heart and if this make us speake Bold words anon 't is all under the Rose Forgotten drowne all memory when we drinke Hub. 'T is freely spoken noble Burgomaster I 'le do you right Hem. Nay Sir mine heire Van-donck Is a true Statesmen Van. Fill my Captaines cup there ô that your Master Woolfort Had been an honest man Hub. Sir Van. Under the Rose Hem. Heer 's to you Marget Mar. Welcom welcom Captaine Van. Well said my pearle still Van. Well said my pearl still Hem. And how does my Niece Almost a woman I thinke This friend of mine I drew along with me through so much hazard Only to see her she was my errand Van. I a kinde Uncle you are fill him his glasse That in seven yeares could not find leizure Hem. No It 's not so much Van. I 'le bate you nev'r an houre on 't I was before the Brabander gan his war For moone-shine i' th water there his daughter That never was lost yet you could not finde time To see a Kinswoman But shee is worth the seeing Sir Now you are come you aske if she were a woman Shee is a woman Sir fetch her forth Margee Exit Marg. And a fine woman and has Suitors Hem. How What Suitors are they Van. Bachellors young Burgers And one a gallant the young Prince of Merchants We call him here in Bruges Hem. How a Merchant I thought Van-doncke you had understood me better And my Niece too so trusted to you by me Then t' admit of such in name of Suitors Van. Such he is such a such as were she mine I 'de give him thirty thousand crownes with her Hem. But the same things Sir fit not you and me Exit Van. Why give 's some wine then This will fit us all Here 's to you still my Captains friend All out And still would Woolfort were an honest man Under the Rose I speake it but this Merchant Is a brave boy he lives so i' the towne here We know not what to thinke on him At sometimes We feare he will be Bankrupt he do's stretch Tenter his credite so embraces all And too 't the winds have been contrary long But then if he should have all his returnes We thinke he would be a King and are halfe sure on 't Your Master is a Traytor for all this Under the Rose here 's to you and usurps The Earldome from a better man Hub. I marry Sir Where is that man Van. Nay soft and I could tell you 'T is ten to one I would not here 's my hand I love not Woolfort sit you still with that Here comes my Captaine againe and his fine Niece And ther 's my Merchant view him well fill wine here Enter Hemskirke Bertha and Florenz Hem. You must not only know me for your Uncle Now but obey me you goe cast your selfe Away upon a dunghill here a Merchant A petty fellow one that makes this trade With oathes and perjuries Flo. What is that you say Sir If it be me you speake of as your eye Seemes to direct I wish you would speake to me Sir Hem. Sir I do say she is no Merchandize Will that suffice you Flo. Merchandize good Sir Though ye be Kinsman to her take no leave thence To use me with contempt I ever thought Your Niece above all price Hem. And do so still Sir I assure you her rate 's at more then you are worth Flo. You do not know what a Gentleman 's worth sir Nor can you value him Hub. Well said Merchant Van. Nay Let him alone and ply your matter Hem. A Genntleman What o' the wool-pack or the Sugar-chest Or lists of Velvet which is 't pound or yard You vent your Gentry by Hub. O Hemskirke fye Van. Come do not mind 'em drink he is no Woolfort Captaine I advise you Hem. Alas my pretty man I think 't be angry by its looke Come hither Turne this way a little if it were the blood Of Charlemaine as 't may for ought I know Be some good Botchers issue here in Bruges Flo. How Hem. Nay I 'me not certaine of that of this I am If it once buy and sell its Gentry is gone Flo. Ha ha Hem. You are angry though ye laugh Flo. No now 't is pitty Of your poor argument Do not you the Lords Of land if you be any sell the grasse The corne the straw the milke the cheese Van. And butter Remember butter doe not leave out butter Flo. The Beefs and Muttons that your grounds are stor'd with Swine with the very mast beside the woods Hem. No for those sordid uses we have Tenants Or else our Bayliffs Flo. Have not we Sir Chap-men And Factors then to answer these your errour Fetch'd from the Heralds A B C. and said over With your Court faces once an houre shall never Make me mistake my selfe Do not your Lawyers Sell all their practise as your Priests their prayers What is not bought and sold The company That you had last what had you for t y'faith Hem. You now grow sawcy Flo. Sure I have been bred Still with my honest liberty and must use it Hem. Upon your equals then Flo. Sir he that will Provoke me first doth make himselfe my equall Hem. Do ye heare no more Flo. Yes Sir this little I pray you And 't shall be aside then after as you please You appeare the Uncle sir to her I love More then mine eyes and I have heard your scorns With so much scoffing and so much shame As each strive which is greater But beleeve me I suck'd not in this patience with my milke Do not presume because you see me young Or cast despights on my profession For the civility and tamenesse of it A good man beares a contumely worse Then he would do an injury Proceed not To my offence wrong is not still successefull Indeed it is not I would approach your Kins-woman With all respect done to your selfe and her Hem. Away Companion handling her take that Flo. Nay I do love no blows sir there 's exchange Hub. Hold sir Mar. O murther Ber. Help my Goswin Mar. Man Van. Let 'em alone my life for one Flo. Nay come If you have will Hub. None to offend you I Sir Flo. He that had thank himself not hand her yes Sir And claspe her and embrace
my leggs say mee not shamefully nay I will goe with you give me a singular quart Draw Of what wine sir Vber. Of Sack you that speake confusion at the bar of sack I say and every one his quart what a devill let ts be merry Draw You shall sir Exit Pet. We will sir and a dryed tongue Sil. And an Olive boy and a whole bunch of fidlers my head swimmes plaguely vds pretious I shall be claud Enter Drawer with foure quarts of wine Ric. Pray goe I can drinke no more thinke on your promise t is midnight Gentlemen Vb. O that it were dum midnight now not a word more every man on 's knees and betake himselfe to his saint heer 's to your wench seigneour all this then away Rich. I cannot drinke it Ped. T is a toy a toye away wo't Vber. Now dare I speake any thing to any body living come wher 's the fault off with it Ric. I have broke my wind call you this sack I wonder who made it he was a sure workeman for t is plaguy strong worke is it gone round Vb. T is at the last out of my way good boy is the moon up yet Draw Yes sir Vb. Where is she boy Draw There sir Vb. We shall have raine and thunder boy Draw When sir Vb. I cannot tell but sure we shall boy Draw The Gent. is wine wise Vber. Drawer Draw Here sir Vb. Can you procure Draw What sir Vber. A whore or two or three as need shall serve boy Sil. I a good whore were worth money boy Draw I protest sir we are all together unprovided Ric. The mor 's the pitty boy can you not vize us where my child Draw Neither in troth sir Ped. Why where were you brought up boy no jugling of a whore no ayme my boy Vber. It cannot sink in my head now that thou shouldst marry why shouldst thou marry tell me Rich. I marry I le be hang'd first some more wine boy Sil. Is she not a whore translated she be le ts repaire to her Ric. I cannot tell she may be an offender but signior Silvio I shall scratch your head indeed I shall Sil. Judge me I do most jest with thee what an she were inverted with her heeles upward like a traitors Coate what care I Vb. I hang her shall we fall out for her Rich. I am a little angry but these wenches did you not talke of wenches Sil. Boy lend me your candle Draw VVhy Sir Sil. To set fire to your rotten feeling you 'le keep no Whores Rogue no good members Draw VVhores Sir Silu. I whores Sir do you think we come to lye with your hogsheads Rich. I must beate the watch I have long'd for 't any time this three weekes Silu. VVee 'le beate the towne too and thou wilt we are proofe boy shall wee kill any body Rich. No but wee 'le hurt 'em dangerously Uber. Silu Now must I kill one I cannot avoide it boy easily afore there with your candle wher 's your Mistris Draw A bed Sir Sil. VVith whom Draw VVith my Master Uber. You lye Boy shee 's better brought up then to lye with her husband has he not cast his head yet next yeare he will be a velvet-headed Cuckold Draw You are a merry Gentleman there Sir take hold Exeunt Enter Viola Viola This is the place I have out told the Clock For hast he is not here Richardo no Now every power that loves and is belov'd Keep me from shame to night for all you know Each thought of mine is innocent and pure As flesh and blood can hold I cannot back I threw the key within and ere I raise My Father up to see his daughters shame I 'le set me downe and tell the Northern winde That it is gentler then the curling West If it will blow me dead but he will come I faith 't is cold if hee deceive mee thus A woman will not easily trust a man Hark what 's that Sil within Th' art over long at thy pott tom tom thou art over long at the pott tom Viol. Blesse me whos 's that Pedro within Whoo Uber. within There Boyes Viol. Darkenesse be thou my cover I must fly To thee I hast for help Enter Richardo Pedro Uberto Drawer with a torch Viol. They have a light Winde if thou lov'st a virgine blow it out And I will never shut a window more To keep thee from me Rich. Boy Draw Sir Rich. Why Boy Draw What say you Sir Rich. Why boy art thou drunk boy Draw What would you Sir Rich. Why very good where are wee Uber. I that 's the point Draw Why Sir you will be at your lodging presently Rich. I 'le go to no lodging Boy Draw VVhether will you go then Sir Rich. I 'le go no farther Draw For Gods sake Sir do not stay here all night Rich. No more I will not boy lay me downe and rowle me to a whore Uber. And mee Ped. There spoke an Silvio Then set your foote to my foote up tailes all Viola That is Richardo what a noyse they make 'T is ill don on 'em heere Sirs Richardo Rich What 's that Boy Dra. 'T is a wench Sir pray Gent. come away Viol. O my deare love how doest thou Rich. My sweet hart even as thou seest Ped. Wher 's thy wench Uber. VVher 's this bed worme Viol. Speake softly for the love of heaven Draw Mistris get you gone and doe not entice the gent. now you see thei 're drunke or I le call the watch and lay you fast enough Vio. Alas what are you or what doe you meane Sweet love wher 's the place Ric. Marry sweet love ee'n here lye downe I le feese you Vio. Good god what meane you Ped. I le have the wench Vber. If you can get her Sil. No I le lye with the wench to night and she shall be yours to morrow Ped. Let goe the wench Sil. Let you goe the wench Viol. O Gent. as you had mothers Vber. They had no mothers they are the sons of bitches Ric. Let that be maintain'd Sil. Marry then Viol. Oh blesse me heaven Vber. How many is there on s Ric. About five Vber. Why then le ts fight three to three Draw and fall downe Sil. Content Draw The watch the watch the watch where are you Exit Ric. Where are these cowards Ped. Ther 's the whore Viol. I never saw a drunken man before But these I thinke are so Sil. Oh! Ped. I mist you narrowly there Viol. My state is such I know not how to thinke A prayer fit for me only I could move That never maiden more might be in love Exit Enter Drawer Constable and Watch Watch. Where are they boy Draw Make no such hast sir they are no runners Vb. I am hurt but that 's all one I shall light upon some of ye Pedro thou art a tall Gent. let me kisse thee Watch. My friend Vber. Your friend you ly Ric. Stand further off the
'le but walke in and away straight Rich. Now I thanke you But what you do do in a twinckling Sir Val. As soone as may bee Exeunt Enter Mother Viola and 2. Milckmaides Moth. Is this the wench you have brought me some catch I warrant How injuringly she looks upon the matter Madge Yes forsooth this is the maiden Moth. Come hither wood you serve Viola If it shalt please you to acept my service I hope I shall do something that shall like you though it be but truth and often praying for you Moth. You are very curious of your hand me thinks You preserve it so with gloves let me see it I marry here 's a hand of march-pane wenches This pretty palme never knew sorrow yet How soft it is I warrant you and supple O' my word this is fitter for a pocket to filch withall Then to worke I feare me little one You are no better then you should be goe too Vio. My Conscience yet is but one witnesse to me And that heaven knows is or mine innocence T is true I must confesse with shame enough The time that I have lead yet never taught me What t' was to breake a sleep or to be weary Moth. You can say well if you be mine Wench you must doe well too for words are but slow workers yet so much hope I have of you that I 'le take you so you 'l bee diligent and do your duty how now Enter Alexander Alex. There is a messenger come from your son That brings you word he is return'd from travell And will be here this night Moth. Now joy upon thee for it thou art ever A bringer of good tidings there drinke that In troth thou hast much contented me my son Lord how thou hast pleas'd me shall I see my Son Yet e're I dye take care my house be handsome And the new stooles set out and boughes and rushes And flowers for the window and the Turky Carpet And the great parcell salt Nan with the Cruets And prethee Alexander goe to the Cooke And bid him spare for nothing my son 's come home Who 's come with him Alex. I heare of none yet but a Gentlewoman Moth. A Gentlewoman what Gentlewoman Alex. I know not but such a one there is he sayes Moth. Pray God he have not cast away himselfe Upon some snout-faire piece I do not like it Alex. No sure my Master has more discretion Moth. Well be it how it will he shall be welcome Sirs to your tasks and shew this little novice How to bestir her selfe I 'le sort out things Exit Madg. We will forsooth I can tell you my mistris is a stirring woman Nan Lord how shee 'le talke some times t is the maddest cricket Vio. Mee thinks she talkes well and shewes a great deale of good huswifry pray let me deck the chambers shall I Nan Yes you shall but doe not scorne to be avis'd sister for there belongs more to that then you are aware on why would you venture so fondly upon the strowings ther 's mighty matters in them I 'le assure you and in the spreading of a bough pot you may misse if you were ten yeares elder if you take not a speciall care before you Vio. I will learne willingly if that be all Nan Sirrah where is 't they say my young master hath beene Mag. Faith I know not beyond the sea where they are borne without noses Nan lesse blesse us without noses how doe they doe for handkerchers Mag. So Richard saies and sirrah their feet stands in their foreheads Nan That 's fine by my troth these men have pestilence running heads then doe they speake as we doe Mag. No they never speake Nan Are they cursend Mag. No they call them Infidells I know not what they are Nan Sirrah we shall have fine courting now my young master is come home were you never courted sister Vio. Alas I know it not Mag. What is that courting sirrah Nan I can tell for I was once courted in the matted chamber you know the party Madge faith hee courted finely Mag. Pray thee what i st Nan Faith nothing but he was some what figent with me faith t is fine sport this courting Alex. within Where be the Maids there Mag. We shall be hang'd anon away good wenches and a care you dight things handsomely I will looke over you Exeunt Enter Mercury and Maria Mer. If your sorrow will give you so far leave pray thinke your selfe most welcome to this place for so upon my life you are and for your owne faire sake take truce a while with these immoderate mournings Wife I thanke you sir I shall doe what I may Pray leade me to a chamber Enter Mother and Alexander Mer. Presently Before your blessing mother I entreate ye To know this Gentlewoman and bid her welcome The vertuous wife of him that was my selfe In all my travells Moth. Indeed she is most welcom so are you son kneele Now all my blessing on thee thou hast made me Younger by 20 yeares then I was yesterday Will you walke in what ayles this Gentlewoman Alas I feare she is not well good Gentlewoman Mer. You feare right Moth. She has fasted over long You shall have supper presently o' th boord Mer. She will not eate I can assure you mother For Gods sake let your maide conduct her up Into some faire becomming Chamber Fit for a woman of her being and As soone as may be I know shee 's very ill and wood have rest Moth. There is one ready for her the blew chamber Mer. T is well I 'le leade you to your Chamber doore And there I 'le leave you to your quiet Mistris Wife I thanke you Sir good rest to every one You 'le see me once againe to night I hope Exit Mer. When you shall please I 'le waite upon you Lady Moth. Where are these maides attend upon the Gentlewoman and see she want no good thing in the house goodnight with all my heart forsooth good Lord how you are growne is he not Alexander Allex. Yes truly he 's shot up finely god be thanked Mer. An ill weed Mother will do so Allex. You say true Sir an ill weede growes a pace Mer. Allexander the sharpe you take me very quickly Moth. Nay I can tell Allexander will do it do you reade madcapp still Allex. Some times forsooth Moth. But faith son what countries have you traveld Mer. Why many Mother as they lay befor me France Spaine Italy and Germany and other Provinces that I am sure you are not betterd by when you heare of them Moth. And can you these tongues perfectly Mer. Of some a little Mother Moth. Pray spout some french sonne Mer. You understand it not and to your eares 't will go like an unshod cart upon the stones onely a rough unhandsome sound Moth. Faith I would faine heare some french Allex. Good Sir speake some french to my Mistris Mer. At your entreaty Allexander I will who shall
onely with my feares I beseech your Grace Tempt me no further Du. Who taught you this Lesson Al. Woefull experience Sir if you seek a faire one Worthy your love if yet you have that perfect Two daughters of his ruin'd vertue now Arive at Court excellent faire indeed sir But this will be the plague on 't they 'r excellent honest Enter Olimpia and Petesca privately Duk. I love thy face Al. Upon my life yee cannot I doe not love it my selfe Sir 't is a lewd one So truely ill Art cannot mend it sod if 't were handsome At least if I thought so you should heare me talke sir In a new straine and though ye are a Prince Make ye Petition to me too and wait my answers Yet o' my conscience I should pitty yee After some ten yeares siege Du. Prethee doe now Al. What would ye doe Du. Why I would lye with yee Al. I doe not think yee would Du. Introth I would wench Here take this Jewell Al. Out upon 't that 's scurvee Nay if we doe sure wee 'll doe for good fellowship For pure love or nothing thus you shall be sure sir You shall not pay too deare for 't Duke Sure I cannot Alin. By 'r Lady but yee may when ye have found me able To doe your work well ye may pay my wages Pet. Why does your Grace start back Olim. I ha' seen that shakes me Chills all my bloud O where is faith or goodnesse Alinda thou art false false false thou faire one Wickedly false and woe is me I see it For ever false Pet. I am glad't has taken thus right Exit Alin. I le goe aske my Lady sir Du. What Al. Whether I shall lye with ye or no If I find her willing For look ye sir I have sworn while I am in her service 'T was a rash oath I must confesse Duke Thou mockst me Al. Why would yee lye with me if I were willing Would you abuse my weaknesse Du. I would peece it And make it stronger Al. I humbly thank your highnesse When you piece me you must piece me to my Coffin When you have got my Maiden-head I take it 'T is not an inch of an Apes taile will restore it I love ye and I honour yee but this way I le neither love nor serve yee Heaven change your minde sir Exit Duke And thine too For it must be chang'd it shall be Exit Scaene 4. Enter Boroskie Burris Theodore Viola and Honora Bor. They are goodly gentlewomen Bur. They are Wondrous sweet women both The. Does your Lordship like 'em They are my sisters sir good lusty Lasses They 'll doe their labour well I warrant yee You 'll finde no bed-straw here sir Hon. Thanke yee brother The. This is not so strongly built but she is good mettle Of a good stirring straine too she goes tith sir Enter 2. Gent. Here they be gentlemen must make ye merry The toyes you wot of doe you like their complexions They be no Moors what think ye of this hand gentlemen Here 's a white Altar for your sacrifice A thousand kisses here Nay keep off yet gentlemen Let 's start first have fair play what would ye give now To turne the globe up and finde the rich Moluccas To passe the straights here doe ye itch by St. Nicolas Here 's that will make ye scratch and claw Claw my fine Gentlemen move ye in divers sorts Pray ye let me request yee to forget To say your prayers whilst these are Courtiers Or if yee needs will thinke of heaven let it be no higher Then their eyes Bor. How will ye have 'em bestow'd sir Theo. Even how your Lordship please So you doe not bake 'em Bor. Bake 'em Th. They are too high a meat that way they run to gelly But if you 'l have 'em for your own dyet take my counsel Stew 'em between two feather-beds Bur. Please you Colonell To let 'em wait upon the Princesse Theo. Yes sir And thanke your honour too but then happily These noble Gentlemen shall have no accesse to 'em And to have 'em buy new cloathes studdy new faces And keep a stinking stirre with themselves for nothing 'T will not be well y'faith they have kept their bodies And bin at charge for Bathes do you see that shirt there Way but the morall meaning 't will be grievous Alas I brought 'em to delight these gentlemen I weigh their wants by mine I brought 'em wholsome Wholsome and young my Lord and two such blessings They will not light upon againe in ten yeare Bor. 'T is fit they wait upon her The. They are fit for any thing They 'll wait upon a man they are not bashfull Carrie his cloak or untie his points or any thing Drink drunk and take Tobacco the familiarst fooles This wench will leap over stools too sound a Trumpet Wrastle and pitch the Bar they are finely brought up Bor. Ladies ye are bound to your brother And have much cause to thank him I le ease ye of this charge and to the Princesse So please you I le attend 'em The. Thank your Lordship If there be e're a private corner as yee goe Sir A foolish lobbie out o th' way make danger Trie what they are trie Bor. Ye are a merrie gentleman The. I would faine be your honours kinseman Bor. Ye are to curst sir Th. Farewel wenches keep close your ports y' are washt else Ho. Brother bestow your fears where they are needfull Exit Boros. Honor Viol The. Honor thy name is and I hope thy nature Goe after Gentlemen goe get a snatch if you can Yond' old Erra Pater will never please 'em Alas I brought 'em for you but see the luck on 't I sweare I meant as honestlie toward ye Nay doe not crie good gentlemen a little counsell Will doe no harme they 'll walke abroad i th' evenings Ye may surprize 'em easily they weare no Pistols Set downe your mindes in Metre flowing Metre And get some good old linnen woman to deliver it That has the trick on 't you cannot faile Farewell gentlemen Exit Bur. You have frighted off these flesh-flies The. Flesh-flies indeed my Lord Enter a Serv. And it must be verie stinking flesh they will not seize on Serv. Your Lordship bid me bring this Casket Bur. Yes Good Colonell Commend me to your worthy father and as a pledge He ever holds my love and service to him Deliver him this poore but hearty token And where I may be his The. Ye are too noble A wonder here my Lord that dare be honest When all men hold it vitious I shall deliver it And with it your most noble love Your servant Ex. Bur. Were there but two more such at Court 't were Sainted This wil buy brawn this Christmas yet Muscadine Ex. Scaene 5. Enter Ancient crying Broomes and after him severally foure Souldiers crying other things Boroskie and Gent. over the Stage observing them 1. Song Anc. Broom Broom
a friend of mine shal teach ye And suddenlie your Countrey way is fulsome Hon. Have ye schooles for all these mysteries Al. O yes And severall houres prefix'd to studie in Ye may have Kalanders to know the good houre And when to take a jewell for the ill too VVhen to refuse with observations on 'em Under what Signe 't is best meeting in an Arbor And in what Bower and houre it works a thousand VVhen in a Coach when in a private lodging VVith all their vertues Hon. Have ye studied these How beastly they become your youth how bawdily A woman of your tendernesse a teacher Teacher of these lewd Arts of your full beauty A man made up in lust would loath this in yee The rankest Leacher hate such impudence They say the devill can assume heavens brightnesse And so appeare to tempt us sure thou art no woman Al. I joy to finde ye thus Hon. Thou hast no tendernesse No reluctation in thy heart 't is mischiefe Al. All 's one for that read these and then be satisfi'd A few more private rules I have gather'd for ye Read 'em and well observe 'em so I leave ye Exit Viol. A wondrous wicked woman shame go with thee Hon. What new Pandoras box is this I le see it Though presently I teare it Read Thine Viola 'T is in our owne wills to believe and follow Worthy Honora as you have begun In vertues spotlesse schoole so forward run Pursue that noblenesse and chaste desire You ever had burne in that holy fire And a white Martyr to faire memorie Give up your name unsoil'd of infamy How 's this Read yours out sister this amazes me Vio. Feare not thou yet unblasted Violet Nor let my wanton words a doubt beget Live in that peace and sweetness of thy bud Remember whose thou art and grow still good Remember what thou art and stand a storie Fit for thy noble Sex and thine owne glorie Hon. I know not what to thinke Viol. Sure a good woman An excellent woman sister Hon. It confounds me Let 'em use all their arts if these be their ends The Court I say breeds the best foes and friends Come let 's be honest wench and doe our best service Vio. A most excellent woman I will love her Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Olimpia with a Casket and Alinda Al. MAdam the Duke has sent for the two Ladies Olim. I prethee go I know thy thoughts are with him Go go Alinda do not mock me more I have found thy heart wench doe not wrong thy Mistris Thy too much loving Mistris doe not abuse her Al. By your owne faire hands I understand ye not Ol. By thy own faire eyes I understand thee too much Too farre and built a faith there thou hast ruine Goe and enjoy thy wish thy youth thy pleasure Enjoy the greatnesse no doubt he has promised Enjoy the service of all eyes that see thee The glory thou hast aim'd at and the triumph Onely this last love I aske forget thy Mistris Al. Oh who has wrong'd me who has ruin'd me Poore wretched Girle what poyson is slung on thee Excellent vertue from whence flowes this anger Ol. Go ask my Brother ask the faith thou gav'st me Aske all my favours to thee aske my love Last thy forgetfulnesse of good then flye me For we must part Alinda Al. You are wearie of me I must confesse I was never worth your service Your bounteous favours lesse but that my duty My ready will and all I had to serve ye O heaven thou know'st my honestie Ol. No more Take heed heaven has a justice take this ring with yee This doting spell you gave mee too well Alinda Thou knew'st the vertue in 't too well I feele it Nay keep that too it may sometimes remember ye When you are willing to forget who gave it And to what vertuous end Al. Must I goe from yee Of all the sorrowes sorrow has must I part with yee Part with my noble Mistris Ol. Or I with thee wench Al. And part stain'd with opinion Farewell Lady Happy and blessed Lady goodnesse keep yee Thus your poore servant full of griefe turnes from yee For ever full of griefe for ever from yee I have no being now no friends no Countrey I wander heaven knowes whither heaven knows how No life now you are lost onely mine innocence That little left me of my selfe goes with me That 's all my bread and comfort I confesse Madam Truely confesse the Duke has often courted me Ol. And powr'd his soule into thee won thee Al. Doe you think so Well time that told this tale will tell my truth too And say ye had a faithfull honest servant The businesse of my life is now to pray for ye Pray for your vertuous loves Pray for your children When heaven shall make ye happy Ol. How she wounds me Either I am undone or she must go take these with yee Some toyes may doe ye service and this money And when ye want I love ye not so poorely Not yet Alinda that I would see ye perish Prethee be good and let me heare look on me I love those eyes yet dearely I have kiss'd thee And now I le doe 't againe farewell Alinda I am too full to speak more and too wretched Exit Al. You have my faith And all the world my fortune Exit Scene 2. Enter Theodore The. I would faine heare What becomes of these two Wenches And if I can I will doe 'em good Enter Gentleman passing over the Stage Doe you heare my honest friend He knowes no such name What a world of businesse Which by interpretation are meere nothings These things have here 'Masse now I think on 't better I wish he be not sent for one of them To some of these by-lodgings me thought I saw A kinde of reference in his face to Bawderie Enter Gent. with a Gentlewom passing over the Stage He has her but 't is none of them hold fast theefe An excellent touzing knave Mistris You are to suffer your penance some half hour hence now How farre a fine Court Custard with Plumbs it Will prevaile with one of these waiting gentlewomen They are taken with these soluble things exceedingly This is some yeoman o th' bottles now that has sent for hir That she calls father now woe to this Ale incence By your leave sir Enter a Servant Ser. Well sir what 's your pleasure with me The. You do not know the way to the maids lodgings Ser. Yes indeed doe I sir The. But you will not tell me Ser. No indeed will not I because you doubt it Exit Enter 2. Servant Th. These are fine gim-cracks hey here comes another A Haggon full of wine in 's hand I take it Well met my friend is that wine 2 Ser. Yes indeed is it The. Faith I le drink on 't then 2 Ser. Ye may because ye have sworne sir The. 'T is very good I le drinke a great
to the Lady Is a fellow of that speed and handsomnesse He will get her with childe too ere you shall come to know him Is it not brave a gentleman scarce landed Scarce eating of the aire here not acquainted No circumstance of love depending on him Nor no command to shew him must start forth At the first sight to Ru. I am undone Py. Like an Oyster She neither taking view nor value of him Unto such deeds as these Pox o'these These wise delayings They make men cowards You are undone as a man would undoe an egge A hundred shames about ye Enter Quisara Panura and Traine Quisar. Can it be possible A stranger that I have not knowne not seen yet A man I never grac'd O Captaine Captaine What shall I doe I am betray'd by fortune It cannot be it must not be Py. It is Lady And by my faith a hansome Gentleman 'T is his poore Schollers prize Quisar. Must I be given Unto a man I never saw ne're spoke with I know not of what Nation Py. Is a Portugall And of as good a pitch he will be given to you Lady For hee 's given much to hansome flesh Quisar. Oh Ruy Dias This was your sloth your sloth your sloth Ruy Dias Py. Your love sloth Unckle doe you find it now You should have done at first and faithfully A shout And then the tother had lyed ready for ye Madam the generall joy comes Quisar. We must meet it but with what comfort Enter Citizens carrying boughes boyes singing after 'em Then King Armusia Soza Emannuell The Princes and traine following Quisar. Oh my deare brother what a joy runs through me To see you safe again your selfe and mighty What a blest day is this Kin. Rise up faire sister I am not welcome till you have embraced me Ru. A generall gladnes sir flies through the City And mirth possesses all to see your Grace arrive Thus happily arrived againe and fairely 'T was a brave venture who so e're put for it A high and noble one worthy much honor And had it failed we had not failed great sir And in short time too to have forc'd the Governor In spight of all his threats Kin. I thanke ye Gentleman Ru. And all his subtilties to set you free With all his heart and will too Kin. I know ye love me Py. This had bin good with something done before it Somthing set off to beautifie it now it sounds emptie like A Barbers bason pox there 's no mettall in 't no noble marrow Ba. I have an army sir but that the Governor The foolish fellow was a little provident And wise in letting slip no time became him too That would have scoured him else and all his confines That would have rung him such a peale Py. Yes backward To make doggs houle I know thee to a farthing Thy armye 's good for hawkes there 's Nothing but sheeps hearts in it Sy. I have done nothing sir therefore I thinke it convenient I say little what I purposed And what my love intended Kin. I like your modestie And thanke ye royall friends I know it griev'd ye To know my miserie but this man Princes I must thanke heartily indeed and truly For this man saw me in 't and redeemed me He lookt upon me sinking and then caught me This sister this this all man this all valour This pious man Ru. My countenance it shames me One scarce arrived not harden'd yet not Read in dangers and great deeds sea-sick not season'd Oh I have boy'd my selfe Kin. This noble bulwarke This launce and honor of our age and Kingdome This that I never can reward nor hope To be once worthy of the name of friend to This this man from the bowels of my sorrowes Has new begot my name and once more made me Oh sister if there may be thanks for this Or any thing neere recompence invented Ar. You are too noble sir there is reward Above my action too by millions A recompence so rich and glorious I durst not dreame it mine but that 't was promised But that it was propounded sworne and sealed Before the face of heaven I durst not hope it For nothing in the life of man or merit It is so truly great can else embrace it Kin. O speake it speake it blesse mine eares to heare it Make me a happy man to know it may be For still methinkes I am a prisoner And feele no libertie before I find it Ar. Then know it is your sister she is mine sir I claime her by her owne word and her honour It was her open promise to that man That durst redeeme ye Beauty set me on And fortune crownes me faire if she receive me Kin. Receive ye sir why sister ha so backward Stand as you knew me not nor what he has ventured My dearest sister Ar. Good sir pardon me There is a blushing modestie becomes her That holds her back women are nice to wooe sir I would not have her forced give her faire libertie For things compell'd and frighted of soft natures Turne into feares and flye from their owne wishes Kin. Looke on my Quisara such another Oh all ye powers so excellent in nature In honour so abundant Quisar. I confesse sir Confesse my word is past too he has purchased Yet good sir give me leave to thinke but time To be acquainted with his worth and person To make me fit to know it we are both strangers And how we should beleeve so suddenly Or come to fasten our affections Alas love has his complements Kin. Be sudden And certaine in your way no womans doubles Nor coy delayes you are his and so assure it Or cast from me and my remembrance ever Respect your word I know you will come sister Le ts see what welcome you can give a prisoner And what faire lookes a friend Oh my most noble Princes no discontents but all be lustie He that frownes this day is an open enemie Thus in my armes my deare Ar. You make me blush sir Kin. And now lead on Our whole Court crowned with pleasure Ru. Madam despaire not something shall be done yet And suddenly and wisely Quisar. O Ruy Dias Ex. Py. Well he 's a brave fellow he has deserv'd her richly And you have had your hands full I dare swear Gentlemē Soz. We have done something sir if it hit right Ch. The woman has no eyes else nor no honesty So much I think Py. Come let 's goe bounce amongst 'em To the Kings health and my brave country-mans My uncle looks as though he were sick o th' Worms friends Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena prima Enter Pyniero MIne uncle haunts me up down looks melancholy Wondrous proof melancholy sometimes sweares Then whistles starts cries groans as if he had the Bots As to say truth I think h 'as little better And wo'd fain speak bids me good morrow at midnight And good night when 't is noon has something hovers About his
ye Even from my heart I wish and wooe ye Ar. What sir Take heed how ye perswade me falsely then ye hate me Take heed how ye intrap me Kin. I advise ye And tenderly and truly I advise ye Both for your soules health and your safetie Ar. Stay And name my soule no more she is too precious Too glorious for your flatteries too secure too Go. Consider the reward sir and the honor That is prepared the glory you shall grow to Ar. They are not to be consider'd in these cases Not to be nam'd when soules are questioned They are vaine and flying vapors touch my life 'T is ready for ye put it to what test It shall please ye I am patient but for the rest You may remove rocks with your little fingers Or blow a mountaine out o' th' way with bellowes As soon as stir my faith use no more arguments Gov. We must use tortures then Arm. Your worst and paineful'st I am joyfull to accept Gov. You must the sharpest For such has been your hate against our deities Delivered openly your threats and scornings And either your repentance must be mighty Which is your free conversion to our customes Or equall punishment which is your life sir Arm. I am glad I have it for ye take it Priest And all the miseries that shall attend it Let the Gods glut themselves with Christian bloud It will be ask'd againe and so far followed So far reveng'd and with such holy justice Your Gods of gold shall melt and sinke before it Your Altars and your Temples shake to nothing And you false worshippers blind fooles of ceremony Shall seeke for holes to hide your heads and feares in For seas to swallow you from this destruction Darkenesse to dwell about ye and conceale ye Your mothers wombes agen Gov. Make the fires ready And bring the severall tortures out Quisar. Stand fast sir And feare 'em not you that have stept so nobly Into this pious triall start not now Keepe on your way a virgin will assist ye A virgin won by your faire constancy And glorying that she is won so will dye by ye I have touch'd ye every way tried ye most honest Perfect and good chaste blushing chaste and temperate Valiant without vaineglory modest stayed No rage or light affection ruling in you Indeed the perfect schoole of worth I find ye The temple of true honour Arm. Whether will she What do you infer by this faire argument Lady Quisar. Your faith and your religion must be like ye They that can shew you these must be pure mirrours When the streames flow cleare and faire what are fountaines I do embrace your faith sir and your fortune Go one I will assist ye I feele a sparkle here A lively sparke that kindles my affection And tels me it will rise to flames of glory Let 'em put on their angers suffer nobly Shew me the way and when I faint instruct me And if I follow not Arm. O blessed Lady Since thou art won let me begin my triumph Come clap your terrors on Quisar. All your fell tortures For there is nothing he shall suffer brother I sweare by new faith which is most sacred And I will keepe it so but I will follow in And follow to a scruple of affliction In spight of all your Gods without prevention Gov. Death she amazes me King What shall be done now Go. They must dye both And suddenly they will corrupt all else This woman makes me weary of my mischiefe She shakes me and she staggers me go in sir I 'le see the execution King Not so suddaine If they goe all my friends and sisters perish Gov. Wou'd I were safe at home agen Enter Messenger Mes Arme arme sir Seek for defence the Castle playes and thunders The Towne Rocks and the houses flye i th' aire The people dye for feare Captaine Ruy Dias Has made an Oath he will not leave a stone here No not the memory here has stood a City Unlesse Armusia be deliver'd fairely Kin. I have my feares what can our gods do now for us Gov. Be patient But keep him still he is a cure sir Against both rage and Cannon goe and fortifie Call in the Princesse make the Pallace sure And let 'em know you are a King look nobly And take your courage to ye keep close the prisoner And under command we are betray'd else Ar. How ioyfully I goe Quisar. Take my heart with thee Gov. I hold a Wolfe by the eare now Fortune free me Exeunt Enter foure Townes-men 1. Heaven blesse us What a thundring 's here what fire-spitting We cannot drinke but our Cans are mald amongst us 2. I wou'd they would mall our skores too Shame o' their Guns I thought they had been bird-pots Or great Candlecases how devilishly they bounce And how the Bullets borrow a piece of a house here There another and mend those up agen With another parish here flyes a poudring-tub The meat ready roasted there a barrel pissing vinegar And they two over-taking the top of a high Steeple Newly slic'd off for a sallet 3. A vengeance fire 'em 2. Nay they fire fast enough You need not help 'em 4. Are these the Portugall Bulls How loud they bellow 2. Their horns are plaguie strong they push down Pallaces They tosse our little habitations like whelps Like grindle-tailes with their heeles upward All the windowes i th' town dance a new trench-more 'T is like to prove a blessed age for Glasiers I met a hand and a Letter in 't in great haste And by and by a single leg running after it As if the Arme had forgot part of his arrant Heads she like foot-balls every where 1. What shall we doe 2. I care not my shop 's cancell'd And all the Pots and earthen pans in 't vanish't There was a single Bullet and they together by the eares You would have thought Tom Tumbler had been there And all his troop of devills 3. Let 's to the King And get this gentleman deliver'd handsomely By this hand there 's no walking above ground else 2. By this leg Let me sweare nimbly by it For I know not how long I shall owe it If I were out o th' Towne once if I came in agen to Fetch my breakfast I will give 'em leave to cram me With a Portugall pudding Come let 's doe any thing To appease this thunder Exeunt Enter Pyniero and Panura Pyn. Art sure it was that blinde priest Pan. Yes most certaine He has provok't all this the King is mercifull And wondrous loving but he fires him on still And when he cooles enrages him I know it Threatens new vengeance and the gods fierce justice When he but looks with faire eyes on Armusia Will lend him no time to relent my royall Mistris She has entertain'd a Christian hope Py. Speake truely Pan. Nay 't is most true but Lord how he lies at her And threatens her and flatters her and dams her And I
The Court shall be brought to you then how now who is 't 1. Maid An ancient woman with a maid attending A pretty girle but out of cloathes for a little money It seemes she would put her to your bringing up Madam Enter Woman and Phebe Leu. Let her come in Would ye ought with us good woman I pray be short we are full of businesse Wo. I have a tender girle here and 't please your honour Leu. Very well VVom. That hath a great desire to serve your worship Leu. It may be so I am full of Maids VVom. She is young forsooth And for her truth and as they say her bearing Leu. Ye say well come ye hither maid let me feel your pulse 'T is some what weak but nature will grow stronger Let me see your leg she treads but low i th' pasternes VVom. A cork heele Madam Leu. We know what will doe it Without your aime good woman what do you pitch her at Shee 's but a slight toy cannot hold out long VVom. Even what you think is meet Leu. Give her ten Crowns we are full of businesse Shee is a poore woman let her take a Cheese home Enter the wench i th' office Ex. VVom. 1. Mai. 2. Maid What 's your name sister Phe. Phebe forsooth Leu. A pretty name 't will doe well Goe in and let the other maid instruct ye Phebe Ex. Phe. Let my old velvet skirt be made fit for her I 'le put her into action for a wascoate And when I have rigg'd her up once this small Pinnace Shall saile for gold and good store too who 's there Knock within Ent. Menippe Lord shall we never have any ease in this world Still troubled still molested what would you have I cannot furnish ye faster then I am able And ye were my husband a thousand times I cannot do it At least a dozen poasts are gone this morning For severall parts of the Kingdome I can do no more But pay 'em and instruct 'em Men. Prethee good sweet heart I come not to disturbe thee nor discourage thee I know thou labour'st truly harke in thine eare Leu. Ha What do you make so dainty on 't looke there I am an Asse I can do nothing Men. Celia I this is she a stranger borne Leu. What would you give for more now Men. Prethee my best Leucippe ther 's much hangs on t Lodg'd at the end of Marse's street that 's true too At the sacke of such a Towne by such a Souldier Preserv'd a prisoner and by Prince Demetrius Bought from that man againe maintain'd and favourd How came you by this knowledge Leu. Poore weake man I have a thousand eyes when thou art sleeping Abroad and full of businesse Men. You never tri'd her Leu. No she is beyond my levell so hedg'd in By the Princes infinite love and favour to her Men. She is a hansome wench Leu. A delicate and knowes it And out of that proofe armes her selfe Men. Come in then I have a great designe from the King to you And you must worke like waxe now Leu. On this Lady Men. On this and all your wits call home Leu. I have done Toyes in my time of some note old as I am I thinke my braines will worke without barme Take up the Bookes Men. As we goe in I 'le tell ye Exeunt Scaene 4. Enter Antigonus Tymon Lords and a Souldier Ant. No face of sorrow for this losse 't will choake him Nor no man misse a friend I know his nature So deep imprest with griefe for what he has suffer'd That the least adding to it adds to his ruine His losse is not so infinite I hope Souldier Soul Faith neither great nor out of discretion The young men out of heate Enter Demetrius Leontius and Lieutenant Ant. I ghesse the manner Lord Men. The Prince and 't like your Grace Ant. You are welcome home sir Come no more sorrow I have heard your fortune And I my self haue tride the like cleare up man I will not have ye take it thus if I doubted Your feare had lost and that you had turn'd your back to 'em Basely besought their mercies Leo. No no by this hand sir We fought like honest and tall men Antig. I know 't Leontius or if I thought Neglect of rule having his councell with ye Or too vaine-glorious appetite of fame Your men forgot and scatter'd Leo. None of these sir He shew'd himselfe a noble gentleman Every way apt to rule Ant. These being granted Why should you think you have done an act so hainous That nought but discontent dwells round about ye I have lost a Battaile Leo. I and fought it hard too Ant. With as much meanes as man Leo. Or devill could urge it Ant. Twenty to one of our side now Leo. Turne Tables Beaten like dogs againe like Owles you take it To hart for flying but a mile before 'em And to say truth 't was no flight neither sir 'T was but a walke a handsome walke I have tumbl'd with this old body beaten like a stock-fish And stuck with arrowes like an arming Quiver Blouded and bang'd almost a day before 'em And glad I have got off then Here 's a mad shaver He fights his share I am sure when ere he comes to 't Yet I have seen him trip it tithely too And cry the devill take the hindmost ever Lieu. I learn'd it of my betters Leo. Boudge at this Ant. Has fortune but one face Lieu. In her best vizard Me thinks she looks but lowzily Ant. Chance though she faint now And sink below our expectations Is there no hope left strong enough to boy her Dem. 'T is not this day I fled before the enemie And lost my people left mine honour murder'd My mayden honour never to be ransom'd VVhich to a noble soule is too too sencible Afflicts me with this sadnesse most of these Time may turne straight againe experience perfect And new swords cut new wayes to nobler fortunes O I have lost Ant. As you are mine forget it I doe not think it losse Demet. O sir forgive me I have lost my friends those worthy soules bred with me I have lost my selfe they were the pieces of me I have lost all Arts my Schooles are taken from me Honour and Armes no emulation left me I liv'd to see these men lost look'd upon it These men that twin'd their loves to mine their vertues O shame of shames I saw and could not save 'em This carries sulphure in 't this burnes and boyles me And like a fatall Tombe bestrides my memorie Antig. This was hard fortune but if alive and taken They shall be ransom'd let it be at Millions Dem. They are dead they are dead Lieu. VVhen would he weep for me thus I may be dead and powder'd Leo. Good Prince grieve not VVe are not certaine of their deaths the enemy Though he be hot and keene Yet holds good Quarter VVhat noyse is this Great Shout within Enter Gentlemen Lieu.
wonder As full a man to see too and as perfect I prethee live not long Lap. How Sha. Let me intreat it Thou dost not know what wrong thou dost mankind To walke so long here not to dye betimes Let me advise thee while thou hast to live here Ev'n for mans honour sake take not a blow more Lap. You should advise them not to strike me then sir For I le take none I assure you lesse then are given Sha. How faine would I preserve mans forme from shame And cannot get it done however sir I charge thee live not long Lap. This is worse then beating Sha. Of what profession art thou tell me sir Besides a Taylor for I le know the truth Lap. A Taylor I 'm as a good a Gentleman Can shew my armes and all Sha. How black and blew they are Is that your manifestation upon paine Of pounding thee to dust assume not wrong fully The name of Gentleman because I am one That must not let thee live Lap. I have done I have done sir If there be any harme beshrew the Herald I 'em sure I ha not been so long a gentleman To make this anger I have nothing no where But what I dearely pay for Exit Sh. Groom begone I never was so heart-sick yet of man Enter Lady the Dukes sister Lapets wife 1. Gen. Here comes a cordiall Sir from tother sex Able to make a dying face look chearfull Sh. The blessednesse of Ladies Lady Y' are well met sir Sh. The sight of you has put an evill from me Whose breath was able to make vertue sicken Lady I 'me glad I came so fortunately What was 't fit Sh. A thing that takes a blow lives and eates after it In very good health you ha' not seen the like Madam A monster worth your sixpence lovely worth Speak low Sir by all likely-hoods 't is her husband That now bestow'd a visitation on me Farewell sir Ex. Sh. Husband is 't possible that he has a wife Would any creature have him 't was some forc'd match If he were not kick'd toth ' Church o th' wedding day I le never come at Court Can be no otherwise Perhaps he was rich speak Mistris Lapet was it not so VVife Nay that 's without all question Sh. O ho he would not want kickers enow then If you are wise I much suspect your honesty For wisedome never fastens constantly But upon merit If you incline to foole You are alike unfit for his societie Nay if it were not boldnesse in the man That honours you to advise you troth his company Should not be frequent with you VVise 'T is good counsell sir Sh. Oh I am so carefull where I reverence So just to goodnesse and her precious purity I am as equallie jealous and as fearefull That any undeserved staine might fall Upon her sanctified whitenesse as of the sin That comes by wilfulnesse VVife Sir I love your thoughts And honour you for your counsell and your care Sh. We are your servants VVife Hee 's but a gentleman o th' chamber he might have kist me Faith where shall one finde lesse courtesie then at Court Say I have an undeserver to my husband That 's ne're the worse for him well strange lipt men 'T is but a kisse lost there 'll more come agen Exit Enter the Passionate Lord the Dukes Kinsman makes a congie or two to nothing 1. Gen. Look who comes here sir his love fit 's upon him I know it by that set smile and those congies How courteous hee 's to nothing which indeed Is the next kin to woman onely shadow The elder Sister of the twaine because 't is seen too See how it kisses the fore-finger still Which is the last edition and being come So neare the thumbe every Cobler has got it Sham. What a ridiculous peice humanity Here makes it selfe 1 Gent. Nay good give leave a little sir Y' are so precise a manhood Sha. It afflicts me When I behold unseemelinesse in an Image So neare the Godhead 't is an injurie To glorious Eternity 1 Gent. Pray use patience sir Pas. I do confesse it freely precious Lady And loves suit' is so the longer it hangs The worse it is better cut off sweet Madam O that same drawing in your nether lip there Foreshewes no goodnesse Lady make you question on 't Shame on me but I love you 1 Gent. Who is 't sir You are at all this paines for may I know her Pas. For thee thou fairest yet the falsest woman That ever broke mans heart-strings 1 Gent. How how 's this sir Pas. What the old tricke of Ladies mans apparrell Wil't nere be left amongst you steale from Court in 't 1 Gent. I see the fit growes stronger Pas. Pray let 's talke a little Sha. I can endure no more 1 Gen. Good let us alone a little You are so exact a worke love light things somewhat sir Sha. Th' are all but shames 1 Gen. What is 't you 'd say to me sir Pas. Can you be so forgetfull to enquire it Lady 1 Gent. Yes truly sir Pas. The more I admire your stintinesse What cause have I given you illustrious Madam To play this strange part with me 1 Gent. Cause enough Do but looke backe sir into your memorie Your love to other women ô lewd man 'Tas almost kil'd my heart you see I 'm chang'd with it I ha' lost the fashion of my Sexe with griefe on 't When I have seen you courting of a Dowdie Compar'd with me and kissing your fore-finger To one o' th' black-guards Mistresses would not this Cracke a poore Ladies heart that beleev'd love And waited for the comfort but 't was said sir A Lady of my haire cannot want pittying The Countries coming up farewell to you sir Pas. Whither intend you sir 1 Gent. A long journey sir The truth is I 'm with child and goe to travell Pas. With child I never got it 1 Gent. I heard you were busie At the same time sir and was loath to trouble you Pas. Why are not you a whore then excellent Madam 1 Gent. O by no meanes 't was done sir in the state Of my beliefe in you and that quits me It lies upon your falshod Pas. Does it so You shall not carry her though sir she 's my contract 2 Gent. I prethee thou four Elements ill brued Torment none but thy selfe away I say Thou beast of passion as the drunkard is The beast of wine dishonour to thy making Thou man in fragments Pas. Heare me pretious Madam Sham. Kneele for thy wits to heaven Pas. Lady I 'le father it Who ere begot it 't is the course of greatnesse Sha. How vertue groanes at this Pas. I 'le raise the Court but I 'le stay your slight Sha. How wretched is that peice Ex. Pas. Lord 1 Gen. He 's the Dukes kinsman sir Sha. That cannot take a passion away sir Nor cut a fit but one poore houre shorter He must endure as much as the poorest
makest a heart thy Tower And thy loop-holes Ladies eyes From whence thou strik'st the fond and wise Did all the shafts in thy faire quiver Stick fast in my ambitious liver Yet thy power would I adore And call upon thee to shoot more shoot more shoot more Enter one like a Cupid offring to shoot at him Pas. I prethee hold though sweet Caelestiall boy I 'm not requited yet with love enough For the first arrow that I have within me And if thou be an equall archer Cupid Shoot this Lady and twenty more for me Lad. Me sir 1 Gen. T is nothing but device feare it not Lady You may be as good a maid after that shaft Madam As ere your mother was at twelve and halfe T is like the boy that drawes it 'tas no sting yet Cup. T is like the miserable maid that drawes it aside That sees no comfort yet seeing him so passionate Pas. Strike me the Duchesse of Valois in love with me With all the speed thou canst and two of her women Cu. You shall have more Exit Pas. Tell 'em I tarry for 'em 1 Gen. Who would be angry with that walking trouble now That hurts none but it selfe Soul I am better quieted Pas. I le have all women-kind strucke in time for me After thirteene once I see this Cupid will not let me want And let him spend his forty shafts an houre They shall be all found from the Dukes Exchequer He 's come already Enter againe the same Cupid two brothers 6 women Maskers Cupids bow bent all the way towards them the first woman singing and playing A Priest The Song O turne thy bow Thy power we feele and know Faire Cupid turne away thy bow They be those golden Arrowes Bring Ladies all their sorrowes And till there be more truth in men Never shoot at maid agen Pas. What a felicity of whores are here And all my concubines strucke bleeding new A man can in his life time make but one woman But he may make his fifty Queanes a month Cu. Have you remembred a Priest honest brothers 1 Bro. Yes sister and this is the young gentleman Make you no question of our faithfulnesse 2 Bro. His growing shame sister provokes our care Priest He must be taken in this fit of love Gentlemen 1 Bro. What else sir he shall do 't 2 Bro. Enough 1 Bro. Be cheerefull wench A dance Cupid leading Pas. Now by the stroake of pleasure a deep oath Nimbly hopt Ladies all what height they beare too A story higher then your common statures A little man must go up staires to kisse 'em What a great space there is Betwixt loves dyning Chamber and his Garret I le trie the utmost height the Garret stoopes methinkes The roomes are made all bending I see that And not so high as a man takes 'em for Cu. Now if you 'l follow me sir I 've that power To make them follow you Pas. Are they all shot Cu. All all sir every mothers daughter of 'em Pas. Then there 's no feare of following if they be once shot They 'l follow a man to th' devill As for you sir Ex. with the lady the Maskers Soul Me sir 1 Gent. Nay sweet sir Soul A noise a threatning did you not heare it sir 1 Gent. Without regard sir so would I heare you Soul This must come to something never talke of that Sir You never saw it otherwise 1 Gen. Nay deare merit Soul Me above all men 1 Gen. Troth you wrong your anger Soul I will be arm'd my honourable Letcher 1 Gent. O fie sweet sir Soul That devoures womens honesties by lumps And never chawst thy pleasure 1 Gent. What do you meane sir Soul What does he meane t' ingrosse all to himselfe There 's others love a whore as well as he sir 1 Gen. Oh an' that be part o' th furie we have a Citty Is very well provided for that case Let him alone with her sir we have women Are very charitable to proper men And to a Souldier that has all his limbes Marry the sicke and lame gets not a penny Right womens charity and the husbands follow 't too Here comes his highnesse sir Enter Duke and Lords Soul I le walke to coole my selfe Exit Du. Who 's that 1 Gen. The brother of Shamont Du. He's Brother then To all the Courts love they that love discreetly And place their friendlinesse upon desert As for the rest that with a double face Looke upon merit much like fortunes visage That lookes two waies both to lifes calmes and stormes I le so provide for him chiefly for him He shall not wish their loves nor dread their envies And here comes my Shamont Enter Shamont Sha. That Ladies vertues are my only joyes And he to offer to lay siedge to them Du. Shamont Sha. Her goodnesse is my pride in all discourses As often as I here rash tongued gallants Speake rudely of a woman presently I give in but her name and th' are all silent O who would lose this benefit Du. Come hether sir Sha. 'T is like the gift of healing but diviner For that but cures diseases in the body This workes a cure on fame on reputation The noblest piece of Surgery upon earth Du. Shamont he minds me not Sha. A Brother do 't Du. Shamont I say Gives him a touch with his switch Sha. Ha If he be mortall by this hand he perishes Drawes Unlesse it be a stroake from heaven he dies for 't Du. Why how now sir 't was I Sha. The more 's my miserie Du. Why what 's the matter prethee Sha. Can you aske it sir No man else should stood forty lives before him By this I would have op'd my way to him It could not be you sir excuse him not What ere he be as y' are deere to honour That I may find my peace agen Du. Forbeare I say Upon my love to truth 't was none but I Sha. Still miserable Du. Come come what ailes you sir Sha. Never sate shame cooling so long upon me Without a satisfaction in revenge And heaven has made it here a sin to wish it Du. Harke you sir Sha. O y 'ave undone me Du. How Sha. Cruelly undone me I have lost my peace and reputation by you Sir pardon me I can never love you more Exit Du. What language call you this sirs 1 Gen. Truth my Lord I 've seldome heard a stranger 2 Gent He is a man of a most curious valour Wondrous precise and punctuall in that vertue Du. But why to me so punctuall my last thought Was most intirely fixt on his advancement Why I came now to put him in possession Of his faire fortunes what a mis-conceiver 't is And from a Gentleman of our Chamber meerely Made him Vice-Admirall I was setled in 't I love him next to health call him Gentlemen Why would not you or you ha' taken as much And never murmur'd Exit 1 Gent. 2 Gent. Troath I thinke we should my
hope to rectifie my Countrie you are those scabs I will scratch off from the Common-wealth you are those Rascals of the State I treat of and you shall finde and feel 2 Lict. You shall have many many notorious people Get. Let 'em be people and take ye notorious to your selves Mark me my Lictors and you the rest of my Officials If I be angry as my place will ask it and want fit matter to dispose my Authoritie I 'll hang a hundred of ye I 'll not stay longer nor enquire no further into your offences it is sufficient that I finde no Criminals and therefore I must make some if I cannot suffer my self for so runs my Commission Suitor An admirable zealous and true Justice 1 Lict. I cannot hold if there be any people of what degree soever or what qualitie that would behold the wonderful works of Justice in a new Officer a man conceal'd yet let him repair and see and hear and wonder at the most wise and gracious Getianus Enter Delphia and Drusilla Get. This qualifies a little What are these Del. You shall not mourn still times of recreation to allay this sadnesse must be sought What 's here a superstitious flock of senslesse people worshipping a signe in Office Get. Lay hold on her and hold her fast she 'll slip thorow your fingers like an Eel else I know her tricks hold her I say and binde her or hang her first and then I 'll tell her wherefore Del. What have I done Get. Thou hast done enough to undo thee thou hast pressed to the Emperours presence without my warrant I being his key and image Del. You are an image indeed and of the coursest stuff and the worst making that ere I look'd on yet I 'll make as good an image of an Asse Get. Besides thou art a woman of a lewd life Del. I am nowhere Sir nor no common fame has yet proclaim'd me to the people vitious Get. Thou art to me a damnable lewd woman which is as much as all the people swore it I know thou art a keeper of tame devils and whereas great and grave men of my Place can by the Laws be allow'd but one apiece for their own services and recreations thou like a traiterous quean keepst twenty devils twenty in ordinary Del. Pray ye Sir be pacified if that be all and if ye want a servant you shall have one of mine shall serve for nothing faithful and diligent and a wise devil too think for what end Get. Let her alone 't is useful we men of businesse must use speedie servants let me see your family Del. Think but one he is ready Get. A devil for intelligence No no he will lye beyond all travellers A State-devil Neither he will undo me at mine own weapon For execution he will hang me too I would have a handsom pleasant and a fine she-devil to entertain the Ladies that come to me a travell'd devil too that speaks the tongues and a neat carving devil Musick Enter a she-devil Del. Be not fearful Get. A prettie brown devil ifaith may I not kisse her Del. Yes and embrace her too she is your servant Fear not her lips are cool enough Get. She is marvellous well mounted what 's her name Del. Lucifera Get. Come hither Lucifera and kisse me Del. Let her sit on your knee Get. The Chair turns hey-boys pleasant ifaith and a fine facetious devil Dance Del. She would whisper in your ear and tell ye wonders Get. Come what 's her name Del. Lucifera Get. Come Lucie come speak thy minde I am certain burnt to ashes Exeunt I have a kinde of Glasse-house in my cod-piece Are these the flames of State I am rosted over over and over-rosted Is this Office the pleasures of Authoritie I 'll no more on 't till I can punish devils too I 'll quit it Some other Trade now and some course lesse dangerous or certainly I 'll tyle again for two pence Exit Scoena Tertia Enter Charinus Aurelia Cassana Ambassadours Attendants Aur. Never dispute with me you cannot have her nor name the greatnesse of your King I scorn him your knees to me are nothing should he bow too it were his dutie and my power to slight him Cha. She is her woman never sue to me and in her power to render her or keep her and she my sister not to be compell'd nor have her own snatch'd from her Amb. We desire not but for what ransom she shall please to think of Jewels or Towns or Provinces Aur. No ransom No not your Kings own head his crown upon it and all the lowe subjections of his People Am. Fair Princes should have tender thoughts Aur. Is she too good to wait upon the mighty Emperours sister What Princesse of that sweetnesse or that excellence sprung from the proudest and the mightiest Monarchs but may be highly blest to be my servant Cas. 'T is most true mighty Lady Aur. Has my fair usage made you so much despise me and your fortune that ye grow weary of my entertainments Henceforward as ye are I will command ye and as you were ordain'd my prisoner my slave and one I may dispose of any way no more my fair Companion tell your King so and if he had more sisters I would have 'em and use 'em as I please You have your Answer Amb. We must take some other way force must compel it Exit Enter Maximinian Max. Now if thou beest a Prophetesse and canst do things of that wonder that thy tongue delivers canst raise me too I shall be bound to speak thee I half believe confirm the other to me and Monuments to all succeeding Ages of thee and of thy piety Now she eyes me Now work great power of Art she moves unto me how sweet how fair and lovely her aspects are her eyes are like bright Ioan flames shot thorow me Aur. O my fair friend where have you been Max. What am I what does she take me for Work still work strongly Aur. Where have you fled my loves and my embraces Max. I am beyond my wits Aur. Can one poor Thunder whose causes are as common as his noises make ye defer your lawful and free pleasures strike terrour to a Souldiers heart a Monarchs Thorow all the fires of angry heaven thorow tempests that sing of nothing but destruction even underneath the bolt of Jove then ready and aiming dreadfully I would seek you and flie into your arms Max. I shall be mighty and which I never knew yet I am goodly for certain a most handsom man Cha. Fie sister what a forgetful weaknesse is this in ye what a light presence these are words and offers due onely to your husband Dioclesian this free behaviour onely his Aur. 'T is strange that onely empty Names compel Affections this man ye see give him what name or title let it be nere so poor nere so despis'd brother this lovely man Max. Though I be hang'd I 'll forward for
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
it 1 Daugh. And then be sure to die Nen. It shall go hard else Bond. Fare well with all my heart we shall meet yonder where few of these must come Nen. Gods take thee Lady Exit Nennius Bond. Bring up the swords and poison Enter one with swords and a great cup 2 Daugh. O my fortune Bond. How how ye whore 2 Daugh. Good mother nothing to offend ye Bond. Here wench behold us Romanes Swet. Mercy yet Bond. No talking puff there goes all your pitie Come short prayers and let 's dispatch the businesse you begin shrink not I 'll see ye do 't 2 Daugh. O gentle mother O Romanes O my heart I dare not Swet. Woman woman unnatural woman 2 Daugh. O perswade her Romanes alas I am young and would live Noble mother can ye kill that ye gave life are my yeers fit for destruction Swet. Yeeld and be a Queen still a mother and a friend Bond. Ye talk come hold it and put it home 1 Daugh. Fie sister fie what would you live to be Bond. A whore still 2 Daugh. Mercie Swet. Hear her thou wretched woman 2 Daugh. Mercie mother O whither will you send me I was once your darling your delight Bond. O gods fear in my family do it and nobly 2 Daugh. O do not frown then 1 Daugh. Do it worthy sister 't is nothing 't is a pleasure we 'll go with ye 2 Daugh. O if I knew but whither 1 Daugh. To the blessed where we shall meet our father Swet. Woman Bond. Talk not 1 Daugh. Where nothing but true joy is Bond. That 's a good wench mine own sweet girl put it close to thee 2 Daugh. O comfort me still for heavens sake 1 Daugh. Where eternal our youths are and our beauties where no Wars come nor lustful slaves to ravish us 2 Daugh. That steels me a long farewel to this world Bond. Good I 'll help thee 1 Daugh. The next is mine Shew me a Romane Lady in all your stories dare do this for her honour they are cowards eat coals like compell'd Cats your great Saint Lucrece di'd not for honour Tarquin topt her well and mad she could not hold him bled Petill. By I am in love I would give an hundred pound now but to lie with this womans behaviour O the devil 1 Daugh. Ye shall see me example All your Rome if I were proud and lov'd ambition if I were lustful all your ways of pleasure if I were greedie all the wealth ye conquer Bond. Make haste 1 Daugh. I will Could not intice to live but two short hours this frailty would ye learn how to die bravely Romanes to fling off this case of flesh lose all your cares for ever live as we have done well and fear the gods hunt Honour and not Nations with your swords keep your mindes humble your devotions high so shall ye learn the noblest part to die Bond. I come wench to ye all Fates hang-men you that case the aged destinies and cut the threds of Kingdoms as they draw 'em here here 's a draught would ask no lesse then Caesar to pledge it for the glories sake Cur. Great Lady Swet. Make up your own conditions Bond. So we will Swet. Stay Dem. Stay Swet. Be any thing Bond. A Saint Swetonius when thou shalt fear and die like a slave Ye foole ye should have ti'd up death first when ye conquer'd ye sweat for us in vain else see him here he 's ours still and our friend laughs at your pities and we command him with as easie reins as do our enemies I feel the poison Poor vanquish'd Romanes with what matchlesse tortures could I now rack ye But I pitie ye desiring to die quiet nay so much I hate to prosecute my victory that I will give ye counsel ere I die If you will keep your Laws and Empire whole place in your Romane flesh a Britain soul Enter Decius Swet. Desperate and strange Dec. 'T is won Sir and the Britains all put to th' sword Swet. Give her fair Funeral she was truely noble and a Queen Petill. take it a love-mange grown upon me what a spirit Iun. I am glad of this I have found ye Petill. In my belly O how it tumbles Iun. Ye good gods I thank ye Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Caratach upon a rock and Hengo by him sleeping Car. Thus we afflicted Britains climb for safeties and to avoid our dangers seek destructions thus we awake to sorrows O thou woman thou agent for adversities what curses this day belong to thy improvidence to Britanie by thy means what sad millions of widows weeping eyes The strong mans valour thou hast betraid to fury the childes fortune to fear and want of friends whose pieties might wipe his mournings off and build his sorrows a house of rest by his blest ancestore the virgins thou hast rob'd of all their wishes blasted their blowing hopes turn'd their songs their mirthful Marriage songs to Funerals the Land thou hast left a wildernesse of wretches The boy begins to stir thy safety made would my soul were in heaven Heng. O noble Uncle look out I dream'd we were betraid a soft dead march within Car. No harm boy 't is but thy emptinesse that breeds these fancies thou shalt have meat anon Heng. A little Uncle and I shall hold out bravely What are those look Uncle look those multitudes that march there they come upon us stealing by Car. I see 'em and prethee be not fearful Heng. Now ye hate me would I were dead Car. Thou know'st I love thee dearly Heng. Did I ere shrink yet Uncle were I a man now I should be angry with ye Enter Drusus Regulus and Souldiers with Penyus Herse Drums and Colours Car. My sweet chicken see they have reach'd us and as it seems they bear some Souldiers body by their solemn gestures and sad solemnities it well appears too to be of eminence Most worthy Souldiers let me intreat your knowledge to inform me what noble body that is which you bear with such a sad and ceremonious grief as if ye meant to woo the world and nature to be in love with death Most honourable excellent Romanes by your ancient valours as ye love fame resolve me Sould. 'T is the body of the great Captain Penyus by himself made cold and spiritlesse Car. O stay ye Romanes by the religion which you owe those gods that lead ye on to Victories by those glories which made even pride a vertue in ye Dru. Stay what 's thy will Caratach Car. Set down the body the body of the noblest of all Romanes as ye expect an offering at your graves from your friends sorrows set it down a while that with your griefs an enemy may mingle a noble enemy that loves a Souldier and lend a tear to vertue even your foes your wild foes as you call'd us are yet stor'd with fair affections our hearts fresh our spirits though sometimes stubborn yet when vertue dies
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
where to have we know not Nor how to pull our selves from these afflictions We are starv'd too famisht all our hopes deluded Yet ere we die thus wee 'l have one deinty meale Amin. Shall I be with ye Gentlemen Lam. Yes mary shall yee in our bellies Lady We love you well Amin. What said you sir Lam. Mary wee 'l eat your Ladiship Fran. You that have buried us in this base Island Wee 'l bury ye in a more noble Monument Sur. Will ye say your prayers that I may perform Lady We are wondrous sharp set come Gentlemen Who are for the hinder parts Mor. I. Fran I Lam. And I Sur. Be patient They will not fall to every mans share Amin. O hear me Hear me ye barbarous men Mor. Be short and pithy Our stomakes cannot stay a long discourse Sur. And be not fearfull For I 'le kill ye daintily Amin. Are ye not Christians Lam. Why do not Christians eat women En. Tibalt Master Saylors Amin. Eat one another t is most impious Sur. Come come Amin. Oh help help help Tib. The Ladies voyce stand off slaves What do you intend villains I have strength enough left me if you abuse this soule To Ma. They would have ravisht her upon my life Speak how was it Lady Amin. Forgive 'em 't was their hungers Tib. Ha their hungers Ma. They would have eaten her Tib. O dam'd villains speak is it true Sur. I confesse an appetite Tib. An appetite I 'le fit ye for an appetite Are ye so sharp set that her flesh must serve you Murther 's a maine good service with your worships Since ye would be such devils Why did you not begin with one another handsomly And spare the woman to beget more food on Amin. Good Sir Tib. You shall grow mumey rascals I 'le make you fall to your brawnes and your buttocks And worry one another like keen bandoggs Amin. Good sir be mercifull Tib. You shall know what t is to be damnd Canibals Amin. O my best friend Enter Albert Al. Alas poor heart here Here 's some meat and soveraigne drink to ease you Sit down gentle Sweet Amin. I am blest to see you Tib. Sir not within forty foot of this food If you do dogs All Oh Captain Captain Captain Alb. Ye shall have meat all of you Tib. Captain hear me first hark T is so inhumane I would not ha the aire corrupted with it Alb. O barbarous men sit down Dupont Good Master and honest Saylors Tib. But stand you off And waite upon our charity I 'le wait on you els And touch nothing but what 's flung t' ee as if you were dogs If you do I 'le cut your fingers friends I 'le spoyle your carving Amin. There wretches there Tib. Eat your meate handsomly now And give Heaven thanks Alb. There 's more bread Tib. See they snarle like dogs Eat quietly you rascals eat quietly Alb. There is drink too Tib. Come come I 'le fill you each your cups Ye shal not surfet Amin. And what have you discovered Alb. Sweet a paradise A paradise inhabited with Angels Such as you are their pitties makt 'em angels They gave me these viands and supply'd me With these pretious drinks Amin. Shall not we see 'em Alb. Yes they will see you Out of their charities having heard our story They will come and comfort us come presently We shall no more know wants nor miseries Amin. Are they all women Alb. All and all in love with us Amin. How Alb. Do not mistake in love with our misfortunes They will cherish and relieve our men Tib. Do you shrug now And pull up your noses you smell comfort See they stretch out their Legs like dottrels Each like a new Saint Dennis Alb. Deere Mistris When you would name me and the women hear Call me your brother you I 'le call my sister And pray observe this all Why do you change colour sweet Amin. Eating too much meat Alb. Sawce with jealousie Fie fie deer saint yfaith ye are too blame En. Rossellia Clarinda Crocale Hipollitta Iuletta Are ye not here here fixt in my heart All Hark hark Alb. They are come stand ready look nobly And with all humble reverence receive 'em Our lives depend upon their gentle pitties And death waits on their anger Mor. Sure they are Fairies Tib. Be they devils devils of flesh and blood After so long a Lent and tedious voyage To me they are angels Fran. O for some Eringoes Lam. Potatoes or Cantharides Tib. Peace you rouges that buy abilities of your 'pothecaries Had I but took the diet of green Cheese And Onions for a month I could do wonders Ros. Are these the Jewels you run mad for What can you see in one of these To whom you would vouchsafe a gentle touch Can nothing perswade you To love your selves and place your happinesse In cold and chast enbraces of each other Ju. This is from the purpose Hip. We had your grant to have them as they were Cla. T is a beauteous Creature And to my selfe I do appeare deform'd When I consider her and yet shee is The strangers sister why then should I fear Shee cannot prove my rivall Ros. VVhen you repent That you refus'd my councell may it add To your afflictions that you were forward Yet leap'd into the Gulfe of your misfortunes But have your wishes Mast. Now she makes to us Amin. I am instructed but take heed Albert You prove not false Alb. Ye are your own assurance And so acquainted with your own perfections That weak doubts cannot reach you therefore fear not Ros. That you are poor and miserable men My eyes inform me that without our succours Hope cannot flatter you to dream of safety The present plight you are in can resolve you That to be mercifull is to draw near The Heavenly essence whether you wil be Thankfull I do not question nor demand VVhat country bred you what names what maners To us it is sufficient we relieve Such as have shapes of men and I command you As we are not ambitious to know Farther of you that on paine of death You presume not to enquire what we are Or whence deriv'd Alb. In all things we obey you And thankfully we ever shall confesse Our selves your creatures Ros. You speak as becomes you First then and willingly deliver up Those weapons we could force from you Alb. VVe lay 'em down Most gladly art your feet Tih. I have had many a combat with a tall wench But never was disarm'd before Ros. And now hear comfort Your wants shal be supplied and though it be A debt women may challenge to be sued to Especially from such they may command VVe give up to you that power and therefore Freely each make his choyce Fran. Then here I fix Mor. Nay she is mine I eyed her first Lam. This mine Tib. Stay good rascals You are too forward sir Gallant You are not giving order to a Taylor For the fashion of a new
and take our meat from us Cla. These are weak abject things that shew ye poor ones What 's the great service ye so oft have threatned If ye might see me and win my favour Jul. That businesse of discovery Mor. O I le tell ye Lady Lam. and so will I Fran. And I Pray let me speak first Mor. Good no confusion We are before a Lady that knows manners And by the next meat I shall eate t is certain This little Gentlewoman that was taken with us Cla. Your Captains sister she you mean Mor. I I she 's the businesse that we would open to ye You are cousned in her Lam. How what is 't you would open Fran. She is no sister Mor. Good sirs how quick you are She is no sister Madam Fran. She is his Mor. Peace I say Cla. What is she Mor. Faith sweet Lady She is as a man would say his Cla. What Lam. His Mistris Mor. Or as some new translators read his Cla. O me Mor. And why he should delude you thus Unlesse he meant some villany these ten weeks He has had her at Sea for his own proper appetite Lam. His Cabin-mate I le assure ye Cla. No sister say ye Mor. No more then I am brother to your beauty I know not why he should juggle thus Cla. Do not lie to me Mor. If ye find me lie Lady hang me empty Cla. How am I fool'd Away with 'em Juletta and feed 'em But hark ye with such food as they have given me New misery Fran. Nor meat nor thanks for all this Exit Cla. Make 'em more wretched O I could burst curse and kill now Kill any thing I meet Juletta follow me And call the rest along Iul. We follow Maddam Exeunt Enter Albert and Aminta Amin. I must be gone now else she may suspect me How shall I answer her Alb. Tell her directly Amin. That were too sudden too improvident Fires of this nature must be put out cunningly They 'l waste all come neere 'em else Farewell once more Alb. Farewell And keep my love entire Nay kisse me once again me thinks we should not part Amin. O be wise sir Alb. Nay one kisse more Amin. Indeed you 'r wanton Enter Clarinda Juletta Crolale Hippolita We may be taken too Cla. Out thou base woman By Heaven I le shoot 'em both Cro. Nay stay brave Lady hold A sudden death cuts of a Nobler vengeance Cla. Am I made Bawd to your lascivious meetings Are ye grown so wise in sin Shut up that villaine and sirra Now expect my utmost anger Let him there starve Alb. I mock at your mischiefes Exit Cla. Tie that false witch unto that Tree There let the savage beasts Gnaw of her sweetnesse and Snakes Embrace her beauties tie her and watch That none relieve her Hip. We could wish ye better fortune Lady But dare not help ye Amin. Be your own friends I thank ye Now onely my last audit and my greatest Enter Raymond O Heaven be kind unto me And if it be thy wil preserve Raym. Who is this Sure t is a woman I have trod this place And found much footing now I know t is peopl'd Ha let me see t is her face O Heaven turn this way mayd Amin. O Raymond O brother Raym. Her tongue to t is my sister what rude hand Nay kisse me first O joy Amin. Fly fly deere brother You are lost else Jul. A man a man a new man Raym. What are these Enter Juletta Crocale Clarinda Cro. An Enemy an Enemy Cla. Dispatch him Take him off shoot him straight Raym. I dare not use my sword Ladies Against such comely foes Amin. O brother brother Cla. Away with 'em and in darke prisons bind 'em One word replyd ye die both Now brave mother follow thy Noble Anger And I le help thee Exeunt Actus quintus Scaena prima Enter Rossella Clarinda Crocale Juletta Hippolita Ros. I am deaf to all your intreaties she that moves me For pity or compassion to these Pirates Digs up her fathers or her brothers Tombe And spurns about their ashes Couldst thou remember what a father thou hast once T would steele thy heart against foolish pity By his memory and the remembrance of his deere embraces I am taught that in a Noble cause revenge is Noble And they shal fall the sacrifices to appease His wandering Ghost and my incensed fury Cla. The new come prisoner to Ros. Him to Yet that we may learn Whether they are the same or neere ally'd To those that forc'd me to this cruell course Better their poore allowance and permit 'em To meet together and confer Within the distance of your eare perhaps They may discover something that may kill Despaire in me and be a means to save 'em From certain ruine Cro. That shal be my charge Ros. Yet to prevent All hope of rescue for this new come Captain Hath both a ship and men not far off from us Though ignorant to find the onely Port That can yeeld entrance to our happy Island Guard the place strongly and ere the next Sunne Ends his diurnall progresse I wil be Happy in my revenge or set 'em free Exeunt Enter Crocale Juletta Hippolita A Table furnisht Cro. So serve it plentifully And lose not time to enquire the cause There is a main design that hangs upon this bounty See the Table furnisht with Wine too That discovers secrets which tortures cannot open Open the doores too of the severall prisons And give all free entrance into this room Undiscover'd I can here marke all Enter Tib. Mast. Here 's Captain carelesse and the tough Ship-master The slaves are nos'd like Vultures How wilde they look Tib. Ha the mystery of this Some good Hobgoblin rise and reveale Mast. I am amazed at it nor can I sound the intent Tib. Is not this Bread Substantiall bread not painted Mast. But take heed You may be poysoned Tib. I am sure I am famisht And as the wise man says Gripes the guts as much as any Minerall This may be Treacle sent to preserve me After a long fast or be it Vipers spittle I le run the hazzard Mast. We are past all feare I le take part with ye Tib. Do and now yfaith how d' e feel your selfe I finde great ease in 't What 's here Wine and it be thy will Strong lusty Wine Well fooles may talke Of Metridate Cordials and Elixars But from my youth this was my onely Physick Here 's a colour what Ladies cheek Though ceruss'd over comes neere it It sparkles too hangs out Diamonds O my sweet heart how I will hug thee Again and again They are poor drunkards And not worth thy favours That number thy moyst kisses in these Christals Mast. But Mounsiuer Here are Suckets and sweet dishes Tib. Tush boys meat I am past it here 's strong food fit for men Nectar old lad Mistris of merry hearts Once more I am bold with you Mast. Take heed man Too much will
breed distemper Tib. Hast thou liv'd at Sea The most part of thy life where to be sober While we have Wine aboord is capitall treason And dost thou preach sobriety Mast. prethee forbeare We may offend in it we know not for whom It was provided Tib. I am sure for me therefore footra When I am full let 'em hang me I care not Mast. This has been his temper ever Enter Albert Aminta Raymond Lamure Morrillat Franvile severally See provoking dishes candid Eringoes And Potatoes Tib. I le not touch 'em I will drink But not a bit on a march I le be an Eunuch rather Mast. Who are these Tib. Marry who you will I keep my text here Alb. Raymond Raym. Albert Tib. Away I le be drunke alone Keep off rogues or I le belch ye into ayre Not a drop here Amin. Deere brother put not in your eyes such anger Those looks poyson'd with fury shot at him Reflect on me O brother looke milder or The Christall of his temperance Will turn 'em on your selfe Alb. Sir have sought ye long To finde your pardon you have ploughed the Ocean To wreak your vengeance on me for the rape Of this faire virgin Now our fortune guides us To meet on such hard terms that we need rather A mutuall pitty of our present state Then to expostulate of breaches past Which cannot be made up And though it be Far from your power to force me to confesse That I have done ye wrong or such submission Failing to make my peace to vent your anger You being your selfe slav'd as I to others Yet for your sisters sake her blessed sake In part of recompence of what she has suffered For my rash folly the contagion Of my black actions catching hold upon Her purer innocence I crave your mercy And wish however severall motives kept us From being friends while we had hope to live Let death which we expect and cannot fly from End all contention Tib. Drink upon 't 't is a good motion Ratifie it in Wine and t is authenticall Raym. When I consider The ground of our long difference and look on Our not to be avoyded miseries It doth beget in me I know not how A soft religious tendernesse which tels me Though we have many faults to answer for Upon our own account our fathers crimes Are in us punisht O Albert the course They took to leave us rich was not honest Nor can that friendship last which vertue joyns not When first they forc'd the industrious Portugals From their Plantations in the happy Islands Cro. This is that I watch for Raym. And did omit no tyranny which men Inured to spoyle and mischiefe could inflict On the griev'd sufferers when by lawlesse rapine They reapt the harvest which their labours sowed And not content to force 'em from their dwelling But layd for 'em at Sea to ravish from 'em The last remainder of their wealth then then After a long pursuit each doubting other As guilty of the Portugals escape They did begin to quarrell like ill men Forgive me piety that I call em so No longer love or correspondence holds Then it is cimented with prey or profit Then did they turn those Swords they oft had bloodied With innocent gore upon their wretched selves And payd the forfeit of their cruelty Shown to Sebastian and his Collonie By being fatall Enemies to each other Thence grew Amintas rape and my desire To be reveng'd And now observe the issue As they for spoyle ever forgot compassion To women who should be exempted From the extremities of a lawfull war We now young able men are faln into The hands of women that against the soft Tendernesse familiar to their sex Enter Crocale Will shew no mercy Cro. None unlesse you shew us Our long lost husbands We are those Potugals you talk'd of Raym. Stay I met upon the Sea in a tall ship Two Portugals famisht almost to death Tib. Our ship by this Wine And those the rogues that stole her Left us to famish in the barraine Islands Ray. Some such tale they told me And something of a woman which I find To be my sister Cro. Where are these men Ray. I left 'em Supposing they had deluded me with forg'd tales In the Island where they sayd They had liv'd many years the wretched owners Of a huge masse of treasure Alb. The same men and that the fatall muck We quarreld for Cro. They were Portugals you say Ray. So they profes'd Cro. They may prove such men as may save your lives And so much I am taken with faire hope That I will hazard life to be resolv'd on 't How came you hither Ray. My ship lies by the rivers mouth That can convey yee to these wretched men Which you desire to see Cro. Back to your prisons And pray for the successe if they be those Which I desire to finde you are safe If not prepare to die to morrow For the world cannot redeem ye Alb. How ever we are armd For either fortune Exit Ti. What must become of me now That I am not dismis'd Cro. O sir I purpose To have your company Ti. Take heed wicked woman I am apt to mischiefe now Cro. You cannot be so unkind To her that gives you liberty Ti. No I shall be too kind that 's the devil on 't I have had store of good wine and when I am drunk Joane is a Lady to me and I shall Lay about me like a Lord I feele strange motions Avoid me temptation Cro. Come sir I 'le help yee in Exeunt Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Nicu. VVhat may that be That mooves upon the Lake Seba. Still it drawes neerer And now I plainly can descerne it T is the French ship Nicu. In it a woman VVho seemes to invite us to her Seba. Still she cals with signes of Love to hasten to her So lovely hope doth still appeare I feele nor age nor weaknesse Nicu. Though it bring death To us t is comfort and deserves a meeting Or els fortune tyrd with what we have suffer'd And in it overcome as it may be Now sets a period to our misery Exeunt Enter severally Raymond Albert Aminta horrid Musicke Ray. What dreadfull sounds are these Amin Infernall Musick Fit for a bloody Feast Alb. It seemes prepar'd To kill our courages e're they divorse Our soules and bodies Ray. But they that fearelesse fall Deprive them of their triumph An alter prepar'd Enter Rossillia Clarinda Iulletta Hippollitta c. Aminta See the furies In their full Trym of cruelty Ros. T is the last Duty that I can pay to my dead Lord Set out the Altar I my selfe wil be The Priest and boldly do those horrid Rites You shake to think on lead these Captaines neerer For they shall have the honour to fall first To my Sebastians ashes and now wretches As I am taught already that you are And lately by your free confession French pirats and the sons of those I hate Even equall with
With patience in despising all your cruelties And make you choke with anger Ses. Away I say Mar. Stay sir h 'as given you such bold language I am not reconcil'd to him yet and therefore He shall not have his wish observ'd so neerly To die when he please I beseech you stay sir Ses. Do with him what thou wilt Mar. Carry him to th' Bilboes And clap him fast there with the Prince Viro. Do Lady For any death you give I am bound to blesse you Exit Virolet and Saylors Mar. Now to your Cabin sir pray lean upon me And take your rest the Surgeons waite all for you Ses. Thou makest me blush to see thee bear thy fortuns Why sure I have no hurt I have not fought sure Mast. You bleed apace Sir Mart. Ye grow cold too Ses. I must be ruld no leaning My deepest wounds scorn Crutches All A brave Generall Flor. Trumpets Cornets Exeunt omnes Enter two Saylors 1 Sayl. Will they not moore her 2 Sayl. Not till we come to the Fort This is too weak a place for our defences The Carpenters are hard at worke she swims well And may hold out another fight The ship we took Burns there to give us light 1 Sayl. She made a brave fight 2 Sayl. She put us all in feare 1 Sayl. Beshrew my heart did she Her men are gone to Candy they are pepper'd All but this prisoner 2 Sayl. Sure he 's a brave fellow 1 Say A stubborn knave but we have pul'd his bravery He discovers Virolet and Ascanio in the Bilboes Look how he looks now come let 's go serve his dyet Which is but bread and water 2 Sayl. He 'l grow fat on 't Exeunt Saylors Ascan. I must confesse I have endured much misery even almost to the ruine of my spirit But ten times more grows my affliction To finde my friend here Viro. Had we serv'd our Countrey Or honesties as we have serv'd our follies We had not been here now Ascan. T is to true Virolet Viro. And yet my end in ventring for your safety Pointed at more then Ferrants will a base one Some service for mine own some for my Nation Some for my friend but I am rightly payd That durst adventure such a Noble office From the most treacherous command of mischiefe You know him now Ascan. And when I neerer knew him Then when I waited Heaven be witnesse with me And if I lie my miseries still load me With what teares I have woed him with what prayers What weight of reasons I have layd what dangers Then when the peoples curses flew like storms And every tongue was whetted to defame him To leave his doubts his tyrannies his slaughters His fell oppressions I know I was hated too Viro. And all mankind that knew him these confessions Do no good to the world to Heaven they may Let 's study to die well we have liv'd like coxcombs Ascan. That my mis-fortune should lose you too Viro. Yes And not onely me but many more and better For my life t is not this or might I save yours And some brave friends I have engag'd let me go It were the meritorious death I wish for But we must hang or drown like whelps Ascan. No remedy Viro. On my part I expect none I know the man And know he has been netled to the quick too I know his nature Ascan. A most cruell nature Vir. His wrongs have bred him up I cannot blame him Ascan. He has a daughter too the greatest scorner And most insulter upon misery Viro. For those they are toyes to laugh at not to lead men A womans mirth or anger like a meteor Glides and is gone and leaves no crack behind it Our miseries would seem like masters to us And shake our manly spirits into feavors If we respected those the more they glory And raise insulting Trophies on our ruines The more our vertues shine in patience Sweet Prince the name of death was never terrible To him that knew to live nor the loud torrent Of all afflictions singing as they swim A gall of heart but to a guilty conscience Whilst we stand faire but by a two-edg'd storm We find untimely fals like early Roses But to the earth we beare our native sweetnesse Ascan. Good sir go on Viro. When we are little children And cry and fret for every toy comes crosse us How sweetly do we shew when sleep steales on us When we grow great but our affections greater And struggle with this stubborn twin born with us And tug and pull yet still we finde a Giant Had we not then the priviledge to sleep Our everlasting sleep he would make us ideots The memory and monuments of good men Are more then lives and tho their Tombs want tongues Yet have they eyes that daily sweat their losses And such a teare from stone no time can value To die both young and good are natures curses As the world says ask truth they are bountious blessings For then we reach at Heaven in our full vertues And fix our selves new Stars crown'd with our goodnes Asc. You have double arm'd me Srange Musick within Hoboys Hark what noyse is this What horrid noyse is the Sea pleas'd to sing A hideous Dirg to our deliverance Viro. Stand fast now Within strange cries horrid noyse Trumpets Asc. I am fixt Viro. We feare ye not Enter Martia Let death appear in all shapes we smile on him Asc. The Lady now Viro. The face o th' Maske is alter'd Asc. What will she doe Viro. Do what she can I care not Asc. She looks on you sir Viro. Rather she looks through me But yet she stirs me not Mart. Poore wretched slaves Why do you live or if ye hope for mercy Why do not you houle out and fill the hold With lamentations cries and base submissions Worthy our scorn Viro. Madam you are mistaken We are no slaves to you but to blind fortune And if she had her eyes and durst be certain Certain our friend I would not bow unto her I would not cry nor aske so base a mercy If you see any thing in our appearance Worthy your sexes softnes and your own glory Do it for that and let that good reward it We cannot beg Mart. I le make you beg and bow too Viro. Madam for what Mart. For life and when you hope it Then will I laugh and triumph on your basenesse Asc. Madam t is true there may be such a favour And we may aske it too aske it with honour And thanke you for that favour nobly thank you Tho it be death but when we beg a base life And beg it of your scorn Viro. Y' are couzened woman Your handsomnesse may do much but not this way But for your glorious hate Mart. Are ye so stubborn Death I will make you bow Vir. It must be in your bed then There you may worke me to humility Mart. Why I can kill thee Viro. If you do it handsomely It
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
businesse Two of the disannullers lost their night-caps A third stood excommunicate by the cudgell The Cunstable to her eternall glory Drunke hard and was converted and she victor Ped. Then are they victualed with pies and puddings The trappings of good stomacks noble Ale the true defendor Sawsages and smoak'd ones If need be such as serve for Pikes and Porke Better the Jewes never hated here and there A bottle of Metheglin a stout Bricaine That wil stand to 'em what else they want they war for Petru. Come to councell Soph. Now you must grant conditions or the Kingdom Will have no other talke but this Petron. Away then and let 's advise the best Soph: Why doe you tremble Mor. Have I liv'd thus long to be knockt o' th head With halfe a washing beetle pray be wise sir Petru. Come something I le doe but what it is I know not Soph. To councel then and let 's avoyd their follies Guard all the doors or we shal not have a cloke left Exe Enter three mayds at severall doors 1. How goes the businesse girles 2. A foot and faire 3. If fortune favour us away to your strength The Country forces are ariv'd be gon we are discovered else 1. Arme and be valiant 2. Think of our cause 3. Our iustice 1. T is sufficient Exeunt Scena tertia Enter Petronius Petruchio Moroso Sophocles and Tranio Petro. I am indifferent though I must confesse I had rather see her carted Tra. No more of that sir Soph. Are ye resolv'd to give her fair conditions T will be the safest way Petru. I am distracted Would I had run my head into a halter When I first woo'd her if I offer peace She 'l urge her own conditions that 's the devil Soph. Why say she do Petru Say I am made an Asse then I know her aime may I with reputation Answer me this with safety of mine honour After the mighty mannage of my first wife Which was indeed a fury to this Filly After my twelve strong labours to reclaime her Which would have made Don Hercules horn mad And hid him in his hide suffer this Sicely Ere she have warm'd my sheets ere grappel'd with me This Pinck this painted Foyst this Cockle-boat To hang her Fights out and defie me friends A wel known man of war if this be equal And I may suffer say and I have done Petron. I do not think you may Tra. You 'l make it worse sir Soph. Pray heare me good Petruchio but ev'n now You were contented to give all conditions To try how far she would carry T is a folly And you wil find it so to clap the curb on Er you be sure it proves a naturall wildnesse And not a forc'd Give her conditions For on my life this tricke is put into her Petron. I should believe so too Soph. And not her own Tra. You 'l finde it so Soph. Then if she flownder with you Clap spurs on and in this you 'l deale with temperance Avoyd the hurry of the world Tra. And loose Musick above Mor. No honour on my life sir Petru. I wil do it Petron. It seems they are very merry Enter Jaques Petru. Why God hold it Mor. Now Jaques Jaq. They are i' th flaunt sir Soph. Yes we heare 'em Jaq. They have got a stick of Fiddles and they firke it In wondrous waies the two grand Capitanos They brought the Auxiliary Regiments Daunce with their coats tuckt up to their bare breeches And bid them kisse 'em that 's the burden They have got Metheglin and audacious Ale And talke like Tyrants Petron. How knowest thou Jaq. I peep 't in Song At a loose Lansket Tra. Harke Petron. A Song pray silence All the women above Mor. They look out Petru Good ev'n Ladies Mar. Good you good ev'n sir Petru. How have you slept to night Mar. Exceeding well sir Petru. Did you not wish me with you Mar No believe me I never thought upon you Cun. Is that he Bya. Yes Cun. Sir Soph. She has drunk hard mark her hood Cun. You are Soph. Learnedly drunk I le hang else let her utter Cun. And I must tell you viva voce friend A very foolish fellow Tra. There 's an Ale figure Petru. I thank you Susan Brotes Cit. Forward sister Cun. You have espoused here a hearty woman A comely and couragious Petru. Wel I have so Cun. And to the comfort of distressed damsels Weomen out-worn in wedlock and such vessels This woman has defied you Petru. It should seem so Cun. And why Petru. Yes can you tell Cun. For thirteen causes Petru. Pray by your patience Mistris Cit. Forward sister Petru. Do you mean to treat of all these Cit. Who shall let her Petro. Doe you heare Velvet-hood we come not now To heare your doctrine Cunt. For the first I take it It doth divide it selfe into seven branches Petru. Harke you good Maria Have you got a Catechiser here Tra. Good zeale Soph. Good three pil'd predication will you peace And heare the cause we come for Cunt. Yes Bob-tailes We know the cause you come for here 's the cause But never hope to carry her never dream Or flatter your opinions with a thought Of base repentance in her Cit. Give me sack By this and next strong Ale Cun. Sweare forward sister Cit. By all that 's cordiall in this place we 'l bury Our bones fames tongues our triumphs and then all That ever yet was chronicl'd of woman But this brave wench this excellent despiser This bane of dull obedience shall inherit His liberall wil and march off with conditions Noble and worth her selfe Cun. She shall Tom Tilers And brave ones too My hood shal make a hearse-cloth And I lie under it like Jone o Gaunt Ere I goe lesse my Distaffe stucke up by me For the eternall Trophee of my conquests And loud fame at my head with two main Bottles Shall fill to all the world the glorious fall Of old Don Gillian Cit. Yet a little further We have taken Armes in rescue of this Lady Most just and Noble if ye beat us off Without conditions and we recant Use us as we deserve and first degrade us Of all our ancient chambring next that The Symbols of our secrecy silke Stockings Hew of our heeles our petticotes of Armes Teare of our bodies and our Bodkins breake Over our coward heads Cun. And ever after To make the tainture most notorious At all our Crests videlicet our Plackets Let Laces hang and we returne againe Into our former titles Dayry maids Petru. No more wars puissant Ladies shew conditions And freely I accept 'em Mar. Call in Livia She 's in the treaty too Enter Livia above Mor. How Livia Mar. Heare you that sir There 's the conditions for ye pray peruse 'em Petron. Yes there she is t 'had been no right rebellion Had she held off what think you man Mor. Nay nothing I have enough o' th prospect o' my conscience The worlds end
Of all their sex and as he thinks the noblest What has he then and I le speake modestly He has a Quartern-ague that shall shake All his estate to nothing never cur'd Nor never dying H 'as a sip to venture His fame and credit in which if he man not With more continuall labour then a Gally To make her tith either she grows a Tumbrell Not worth the cloth she weares or springs more leakes Then all the fame of his posterity Can ever stop againe I could raile twenty daies Out on 'em hedge-hogs He that shal touch 'em has a thousand thorns Runs through his fingers If I were unmarried I would do any thing below repentance Any base dunhill slavery be a hang-man Ere I would be a husband O the thousand Thousand ten thousand waies they have to kil us Some fall with too much stringing of the Fiddles And those are fooles some that they are not suffer'd And those are Maudlin-lovers some like Scorpions They poyson with their tailes and those are Martyrs Some die with doing good those Benefactors And leave 'em land to leap away some few For those are rarest they are said to kill With kindnesse and faire usage but what they are My Catologue discovers not onely t is thought They are buried in old wals with their heeles upward I could raile twenty daies together now I le seek 'em out and if I have not reason And very sensible why this was done I le go a birding yet and some shall smart for 't Exit Actus Quartus Scaena prima Enter Moroso and Petronius Mor. That I do love her is without all question And most extreamly deerly most exactly And that I would ev'n now this present Monday Before all others maids wives women widdows Of what degree or calling marry her As certaine too but to be made a whim-wham A Jib-crack and a Gentleman o' th first house For all my kindnesse to her Petron. How you take it Thou get a wench thou get dozen night-caps Wouldst have her come and lick thee like a calfe And blow thy nose and busse thee Mor. Not so neither Petron. What wouldst thou have her do Mor. Do as she should do Put on a clean smock and to Church and marry And then to bed a Gods name this is faire play And keeps the Kings peace let her leave her bobs I have had too many of them and her quillets She is as nimble that way as an Eele But in the way she ought to me especially A sow of Lead is swifter Petron Quoat your griefes down Mor. Give faire quarter I am old and crasie And subject to much fumbling I confesse it Yet something I would have that 's warme to hatch me But understand me I would have it so I buy not more repentance in the bargaine Then the ware 's worth I have if you allow me Worthy your Son-in-law and your allowance Do it a way of credit let me show so And not be troubled in my visitations With blows and bitternesse and down right railings As if we were to couple like two cats With clawing add loud clamour Petron. Thou fond man Hast thou forgot the Ballard crabbed age Can May and Ianuary match together And nev'r a storm between 'em say she abuse thee Put case she doe Mor. Wel Petron. Nay believe she do's Mor. I doe believe she do's Petron. And div'lishly Art thou a whit the worse Mor. That 's not the matter I know being old t is fit I am abus'd I know t is hansome and I know moreover I am to love her for 't Petron. Now you come to me Mor. Nay more then this I find too and finde certain What Gold I have Pearle Bracelets Rings or Owches Or what she can desire Gowns Petticotes Wastcotes Enbroydered-stockings Scarffs Cals Feathers Hats five pound Garters Muffs Masks Ruffs Ribands I am to give her for 't Petron. T is right you are so Mor. But when I have done all this and think it duty Is 't requisit an other bore my nostrils Riddle me that Petron. Go get you gone and dreame She 's thine within these two daies for she is so The boy 's beside the saddle get warm broths And feed apace think not of worldly businesse It cools the blood leave off your tricks they are hateful And meere forerunners of the ancient measures Contrive your beard o' th top cut like Verdugoes It shows you would be wise and burn your night-cap It looks like halfe a winding-sheet and urges From a young wench nothing but cold repentance You may eate Onyons so you 'l not be lavish Mor. I am glad of that Petron. They purge the blood and quicken But after 'em conceive me sweep your mouth And where there wants a tooth stick in a clove Mar. Shall I hope once againe say 't Petro. You shall sir And you shall have your hope Enter Byancha and Tranio Moro. Why there 's a match then Byan. You shall not finde me wanting get you gon Here 's the old man he 'l think you are plotting else Something against his new Sonne Exit Tranio Moro. Fare ye well sir Exit Moroso Byan. And ev'ry Buck had his Doe And ev'ry Cuckold a Bell at his Toe Oh what sport should we have then then Bayes then O what sport should we have then Petro. This is the spirit that inspires 'em all By. Give you good ev'n Petro A word with you Sweet Lady By. I am very hasty sir Petro. So your were ever By. Well what 's your will Petro. Was not your skilfull hand In this last stratagem were not your mischiefes Eeking the matter on By. In 's shutting up Is that it Petro. Yes By. I le tell you Petro. Doe By And truly Good old man I doe grieve exceeding much I feare too much Petro. I am sorry for your heavinesse Belike you can repent then By. There you are wide too Not that the thing was done conceive me rightly Do's any way molest me Petro. What then Lady By. But that I was not in 't there 's my sorrow there Now you understand me for I le tell you It was so sound a peece and so well carried And if you marke the way so hansomely Of such a heigth and excellence and art I have not known a braver for conceive me When the grosse foole her husband would be sick Petro. Pray stay By. Nay good your patience and no sence for 't Then stept your daughter in Petro. By your appointment By. I would it had on that condition I had but one halfe smock I like it so well And like an excellent cunning woman cur'd me One madnesse with an other which was rare And to our weake beleifes a wonder Petro. Hang ye For surely if your husband looke not to ye I know what will By. I humbly thank your worship And so I take my leave Petro. You have a hand I heare too By. I have two sir Petro. In my youg daughters businesse By. You will finde
Hag where now are all her promises She would be with me strengthen me informe me My death will now be double death ridiculous She was wont still to be neare to feele my miseries And with her Art I see her no where now What have I undertaken now she failes me No comfort now I finde how my soule staggers Till this houre never fear nor doubt possest me She cannot come she will not come she has fool'd me Sure she is the Devill has drawne me on to ruine And now to death bequeaths me in my danger Sy. He stands distracted and his colour changes Duch. I have given him that will make his blood forsake him Shortly his life Sy. His hands and contemplation Have motion still the rest is earth already Duc. Come will ye speak or pray your time growes out Sir How every where he looks he 's at last cast Enter Belvidere and secretly gives him a paper and Exit Sy. His colour comes againe fresh Duc. 'T is a flash Sir Before the flame burnes out can ye yet answer Sil. Yes Madam now I can Duch. I feare you 'l faile in 't Sil. And do not think my silence a presage Or Omen to my end you shall not finde it I am bred a Souldier not an Orator Madam peruse this scrowle let that speake for me And as you are Royall wrong not the construction Duch. By Heaven you shall have faire play Sil. I shall looke for 't Question Tell me what it that onely thing For which all women long Yet having what they most desire To have it do's them wrong Answer T is not to be chaste nor faire Such gifts malice may impaire Richly trim'd to walke or ride Or to wanton unespi'd To preserve an honest name And so to give it up to fame These are toyes In good or ill They desire to have their will Yet when they have it they abuse it For they know not how to use it Duch. You have answer'd right and gain'd your life I give it Sil. O happy Hag But my most gracious Madam Your promise tide a nobler favour to me Duch. 'T is true my daughter too Sil I hope you will keep it Duc. 'T is not in my powre now she is long since wanderd Stolne from the Court and me and what I have not I cannot give no man can tell me of her Nor no search finde her out and if not Silvio Which strongly I beleeve Sil. Mock me not Lady For as I am a servant to her vertue Since my first howre of exile I ne're saw her Lord That she is gone 't is too too true and lamentable Our last hope was in you Sil. What do I heare then And wherefore have I life bestow'd and honour To what end do I walk for men to wonder at And fight and foole pray ye take your honours from me My sorrowes are not fit companions for 'em And when ye please my life Art thou gone Mistris And wander'st heaven knowes where this vow I make thee That till I finde thee out and see those faire eyes Those eyes that shed their lights and life into me Never to know a friend to seeke a kindred To rest where pleasure dwells and painted glory But through the world the wide world thus to wander The wretched world alone no comfort with me But the meere meditations of thy goodnesse Honour and greatnesse thus adieu Enter Belvidere Bel. Stay Silvio And Lady sit againe I come for Justice Sil. What would she now Bel. To claime thy promise Silvio The Boone thou swor'st to give me Sy. What may this be A woman or a Devill Duch. 'T is a Witch sure And by her meanes he came to untwist this Riddle Sil. That I am bound to her for my liffe mine honour And many other thousand waies for comfort I here confesse Confesse a promise too That what she would aske me to requite these favours Within the endeavour of my life to grant I would and here I stand my words full master Bel. I wish no more great Lady witnesse with me The Boone I crave for all my service to thee Is now to be thy wife to grant me marriage Sil. How for to marry thee aske againe woman Thou wilfull woman aske againe Bel. No more Sir Sil. Aske land and life Bel. I aske thee for a Husband Soto Marry her and beat her into Gun-powder She would make rare Crackers Sil. Aske a better fortune Thou art too old to marry I a Souldier And alwaies married to my sword Bel. Thy word Foole Breake that and I le breake all thy fortunes yet Duch. He shall not I am witnesse to his faith and I le compell it Sy. 'T is fit ye hold your word Sir Sil. O most wretched Duch. This was a fortune now beyond my wishes For now my Daughter 's free if e're I finde her Sy. But not from me Duch. You are sharer in this happinesse My selfe will wait upon this marriage And do the old woman all the honour possible Sy. I le lead the Knight and what there wants in dalliance Wee 'l take it out in drinke Sil. O wretched Silvio Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Lopez and Isabella Lop. Hast thou sent for him Isab. Yes Lop. A young man saist thou Isab. Yes very young and very amarous Lop. And handsom Isab. As the Town affords Lop. And dar'st thou Be so farre good and Mistris of thine honour To sleight these Isab. For my husbands sake to curse 'em And since you have made me Mistris of my fortune Never to point at any ioy but husband I could have cozen'd ye but so much I love ye And now so much I weigh the estimation Of an unspotted wife Lop. I dare believe thee And never more shall doubt torment my spirit Enter Penurio Isab. How now Penurio Pen. The thing is comming Mistris Lop. I le take my standing Pen. Do and I le take mine Exit Lopes Isab. Where didst thou leave him Pen. I left him in a Cellar Where he has paid me titely paid me home Mistris We had an hundred fifty healths to you sweet Mistris And three score and ten damnations to my Master Mistris shall I speak a foolish word to ye Isab. What 's that Penurio The fellow 's drunke Pen. I would faine know your body Isab. How 's that how 's that prethee Pen. I would know it carnally I would conglutinate Isab. The reason sirrah Pen. Lobster sweet Mistris Lobster Isab. Thy Master heares Pen. Lobster sweet Master Lobster Isab. Thou art the most precious rogue Enter Claudio Pen. Most pretious Lobster Isab. Do you see who 's here go sleep ye drunken rascall Pen. Remember you refuse me arm'd in Lobster Exit Isab. O my lost Rugio welcome welcome welcome A thousand welcomes here I le seale Cla. Pray ye stay Lady Do you love me ever at this rate or is the fit now By reason of some wrong done by your husband More fervent on ye Isab. Can I chuse but
to it by as many shews of service And signs of truth as ever false tongue utter'd Heaven pardon all Phil. 'T is wel said forward Lady Theo. Contracted Sir and by exchange of rings Our souls deliver'd nothing left unfinish'd But the last work enjoying me and Ceremony For that I must confess was the first wise doubt I ever made yet after all this love sir All this profession of his faith when dayly And hourly I expected the blest priest Hee left me like a dream as all this story Had never been nor thought of why I know not Yet I have called my conscience to confession And every sillable that might offend I have had in shrift yet neither loves law Signiour Nor ty of maidens duty but desiring Have I transgrest in left his father too Nor whither he is gone or why departed Can any tongue resolve mee All my hope Which keeps mee yet alive and would perswade mee I may be once more happy and thus shapes mee A shame to all my modest sex is this Sir I have a Brother and his old Companion Studient in Sallimanca there my last hope If hee bee yet alive and can be loving Is left mee to recover him For which travel In this Sute left at home of that dear Brothers Thus as you find mee without fear or wisdom I have wander'd from my father fled my friends And now am only child of hope and danger You are now silent Sir this tedious story That ever keeps mee waking makes you heavy 'T is fit it should do so for that and I Can be but troubles Phil. No I sleep not Lady I would I could oh heaven is this my comfort Theo. What aile you gentle Sir Phil. Oh Theo. Why do you groan so Phil. I must I must oh misery Theo. But now Sir You were my comfort if any thing afflict yee Am not I fit to bear a part on 't and by your own rule Phil. No if you could heal as you have wounded me But 't is not in your power Theo. I fear intemperance Phil. Nay do not seek to shun mee I must see you By heaven I must hoa there mine Host a Candle Strive not I wil not stir ye Theo. Noble Sir This is a breach of promise Phil. Tender Lady It shal be none but necessary hoa there Some light some light for heavens sake Theo. Wil ye betray mee Are ye a gentleman Phil. Good woman Theo. Sir Enter Diego with a light Phil. If I be prejudicial to you curse mee Dieg. Ye are early stirring sir Phil. Give mee your Candle And so good morrow for a while Dieg. Good morrow Sir Exit Theo. My Brother Don Philippo nay Sir kil mee I ask no mercy Sir for none dare know me I can deserve none As ye look upon me Behold in infinite these foul dishonors My noble father then your self last all That bear the name of kindred suffer in mee I have forgot whose child I am whose Sister Do you forget the pity tyed to that Let not compassion sway you you wil be then As foul as I and bear the same brond with me A favourer of my fault ye have a sword sir And such a cause to kil me in Phil. Rise Sister I wear no sword for women nor no anger While your fair chastity is yet untouch'd Theo. By those bright starrs it is Sir Phil. For my Sister I do beleeve ye and so neer blood has made us With the dear love I ever bore your vertues That I wil be a Brother to your griefs too Be comforted 't is no dishonor Sister To love nor to love him you do he is a gentleman Of as sweet hopes as years as many promises As there be growing truths and great ones Theo. O sir Phil. Do not despair Theo. Can ye forgive Phil. Yes Sister Though this be no smal error a far greater Theo. And think me stil your Sister Phil. My dear Sister Theo. And wil you counsel mee Phil. To your own peace too Ye shal love stil Theo. How good ye are Phil. My business And duty to my father which now drew mee From Salimanca I wil lay aside And only be your Agent to perswade ye To leave both love and him and wel retyre ye Theo. Oh gentle Brother Phil. I perceive 't is folly Delayes in love more dangerous Theo. Noble Brother Phil. Fear not I le run your own way and to help you Love having rackt your passions beyond counsel I le hazard mine own fame whither shal we venture Theo. Alas I know not Sir Phil. Come 't is bright morning Let 's walk out and consider you 'l keep this habit Theo. I would sir Phil. Then it shal be what must I cal ye Come do not blush pray speak I may spoil all else Theo. Pray cal me Theodoro Enter Diego Dieg. Are ye ready The day draws on a pace once more good morrow Theo. Good morrow gentle Host now I must thank ye Phil. Who do'st thou think this is Die Were you a wench Sir I think you would know before me Phi. Mine own Brother Diego by 'th Masse your noses are a kin should I then Have been so barbarous to have parted Brothers Phi. You knew it then Diego I knew 't was necessary You should be both together Instinct Signior Is a great matter in an Host Theo. I am satisfied Enter Pedro Ped. Is not mine Host up yet Phil. Who 's that Die I le see Phil. Sister withdraw your self Pedr. Signiour Philippo Phil. Noble Don Pedro where have you been this way Pedr I came from Port St Maries whence the Gallyes Put this last tide and bound for Barcellona I brought Mark-antonie upon his way Phil Marc-antonie Pedr Who is turn'd Soldier And entertain'd in the new Regiment For Naples Phil. Is it possible Pedr. I assure you Phil. And put they in at Barcellona Pedr. So One of the Masters told me Phil. Which way go you Sir Pedr. Home Phil. And I for Civill pray you Sir say not That you saw me if you shall meet the question I have some little businesse Pedr. Were it lesse Sir It shall not become me to loose the caution Shall we break-fast together Phil. I le come to you Sir Sister you hear this I beleeve your fortune Begins to be propitious to you we will hire Mules of mine host here if we can himself To be our guid and streight to Barcellona This was as happy news as unexpected Stay you till I rid him away Theo. I will Exeunt ACT. II. SCAENA I. Enter Alphonso and a Servant Alph. KNock at the door Ser. 'T is open Sir Alph. That 's all one Knock when I bid you Ser. Will not your worship enter Alph. Will not you learn more manners Sir and do that Your Master bids ye knock ye knave or I le knock Such a round peal about your pate I enter Under his roofe or come to say god save ye To him the Son of whose base dealings has undone me
counsel'd Exit Enter Philippo Phil. What 's done Theo. Why all we doubted 't is a woman And of a noble strain too ghesse Phil. I cannot Theo. You have heard often of her Phil. Stay I think not Theo. Indeed ye have 't is the fair Leocadia Daughter unto Don Zanchio our noble neighbor Phil. Nay Theo. 'T is she Sir o' my credit Phil. Leocadia Pish Leocadia it must not be Theo. It must be or be nothing Phil. Pray give me leave to wonder Leocadia Theo. The very same Phil. The damsel Leocadia I ghest it was a woman and a fair one I see it through her shape transparant plain But that it should be she tell me directly Theo. By heavens 't is shee Phil. By heaven then 't is a sweet one Theo. That 's granted too Phil. But heark ye heark ye Sister How came she this disguis'd Theo. I le tell you that too As I came on the self-same ground so us'd too Phil. By the same man Theo. The same too Phil. As I live You lovers have fine fancies Wonderous fine ones Theo. Pray heaven you never make one Phil. Faith I know not But in that mind I am I had rather cobble 'T is a more Christian trade pray tell me one thing Are not you two now monstrous jealous Of one another Theo. She is much of me And has rayl'd at me most unmercifully And to my face and o' my conscience Had she but known me either she or I Or both had parted with strange faces She was in such a fury Phil. Leocadia Do's she speak hansomly Theo. Wondrous wel Sir And all she do's becomes her even her anger Phil. How seem'd she when you found her Theo. Had you seen How sweetly fearfull her pretty self Betray'd her self how neat her sorrow show'd And in what hansom phrase shee put her story And as occasion stir'd her how she started Though roughly yet most aptly into anger You would have wonder'd Phil. Do's she know ye Theo. No Nor must not by no means Phil. How stands your difference Theo. I le tell ye that some fitter time but trust me My Marck-antonio has too much to answer Phil. May I take knowledge of her Theo. Yes she is willing Phil. Pray use her as she is with all respects then For she is a woman of a noble breeding Theo. Ye shal not find me wanting Phil. Which way bears she Theo. Our way and to our end Phil. I am glad on 't heark ye She keeps her shape Enter Leocadia Theo. Yes and I think by this time Has mew'd her old Phil. She is here by heaven a rare one An admirable sweet one what an eye Of what a full command she bears how gracious All her aspect shows bless me from a feavor I am not well o' th sodain Leoc. Noble friends Your meat and all my service waits upon ye Phil. Ye teach us manners Lady all which service Must now be mine to you and all to poor too Blush not we know ye for by all our faiths With us your honor is in sanctuary And ever shal be Leoc. I do well beleeve it Will ye walk neerer Sir Exit Theo She shows stil fairer Yonger in every change and clearer neater I know not I may fool my self and finely Nourish a wolfe to eat my heart out Certain As she appears now she appears a wonder A thing amazes me what would she do then In womans helps in ornaments apt for her And deckings to her delicacy without all doubt She would be held a miracle nor can I think He has forsaken her Say what shee please I know his curious eye or say he had Put case he could be so boy-blind and foolish Yet stil I fear she keeps the Contract with her Not stolne as she affirms nor lost by negligence She would loose her self first 't is her life and there All my hopes are dispatch'd O noble love That thou couldst be without this jealousie Without this passion of the heart how heavenly Would thou appear upon us Come what may come I le see the end on 't and since chance has cast her Naked into my refuge all I can She freely shal command except the man Exit SCAENA TERTIA. Enter Leonardo and Don Pedro Leon. Don Pedro do you think assuredly The Gallyes will come round to Barcellona Within these two dayes Ped. Without doubt Leo. And think ye He will be with 'em certainly Ped. He is sir I saw him at their setting off Leo. Must they needs Touch there for water as you say Ped. They must sir And for fresh meat too few or none go by it Beside so great a Fleet must needs want trimming If they have met with fowle seas no harbour On this side Spain is able without danger To moore 'em but that haven Leo. Are the warrs His only end Ped. So he professes Leo. Bears he Any command amongst 'em Ped. Good regard With all which quickly will prefer him Leo. Pray Sir tell me And as you are a gentleman be liberal Ped. I will Sir and most true Leo. Who saw ye with him Ped. None but things like himself yong soldiers And gentlemen desirous to seek honor Leo. Was there no woman there nor none disguis'd That might be thought a woman in his language Did he not let slip something of suspition Touching that wanton way Ped. Beleeve me Sir I neither saw nor could suspect that face That might be doubted womans yet I am sure Aboard him I see all that past and 't is impossible Among so many high set bloods there should be A woman let her close her self within a cockle But they would open her he must not love Within that place alone and therefore surely He would not be so foolish had he any To trust her there for his discourse 't was ever About his business war or mirth to make us Relish a Can of wine wel when he spoke private 'T was only the remembrance of his service And hope of your good prayers for his health Sir And so I gave him to the seas Leo. I thank ye And now am satisfied and to prevent Suspitions that may nourish dangers Signior For I have told you how the mad Alphenso Chafes like a Stag i' th toyl and bends his fury 'Gainst all but his own ignorance I am determin'd For peace sake and the preservation Of my yet untouch'd honor and his cure My self to seek him there and bring him back As testimony of an unsought injurie By either of our actions That the world And he if he have reason may see plainly Opinion is no perfect guide nor all fames Founders of truths In the mean time this courtesie I must entreat of you Sir Be my self here And as my self command my family Ped. Ye lay too much trust on me Leo. 'T is my love Sir I wil not be long from ye if this question Chance to be call'd upon ere my return I leave your care to answer So farewell Sir Ped.
hope to make winter bootes o' thy hide yet she feares not damning hell fire cannot parch her blacker then she is do' ye grin chimney sweeper Ori. VVhat is 't Miranda Mir. That you would please Lucinda might attend you Col. That suit sir I consent not to Luc. My husband My deerest Angelo Nor. More liggam bobs is not this the fellow that swom Like a duck to th' shoare in our sea-service Col. The very same do not you know me now sir My name is Angelo though Colonna vaild it Your Countryman and kinsman born in Florence VVho from the neighbour Island here of Goza VVhas captive lead in that unfortunate day VVhen the Turk bore with him three thousand soules Since in Constantinople have I liv'd VVhere I beheld this Turkish Damosell first A tedious suitor was I for her love And pittying such a beauteous case should hide A soule prophan'd with infidelity I labourd her conversion with my love And doubly won her to faire faith her soule She first betroth'd and then her faith to me But fearfull there to consummate this contract VVe fled and in that flight were tane againe By those same Gallies fore Valletta fought Since in your service I attended her VVhere what I saw and heard hath joy'd me more Then all my past afflictions greiv'd before Val. Wonders crown wonders take thy wife Miranda Be henceforth called our Malta's better angell And thou her evill Mountferrat Nor. Wee 'l call him Cacodemon with his block gib there his Succuba his devils seed his spawn of Phlegeton that o' my conscience was bred o' the spume of Cocitus do ye snarle you black jill she looks lie the Picture of America Val. Why stay we now Mir. This last petition to the Court I may bequeath the keeping of my Fort To this my kinsman toward the maintenance Of him and his faire vertuous wife discreet Loyall and valiant I dare give him you Val. You must not ask in vaine sir Col. My best thanks To you my noble Cozen and my service To the whole Court may I deserve this bounty Val. Proceed to th' ceremony one of our Esguard Degrade Mountferrat first Mount I will not sue For mercy 't were in vaine fortune thy worst Musick An altar discovered with Tapers and a book on it The two Bishops stand on each side of it Mountferrat as the Song is singing ascends up the altar See see the staine of honor vertues foe Of Virgins fair fames the foule overthrow That broken hath his oath of chastity Dishonor'd much this holy dignity Off with his Roab expell him forth this place Whilst we rejoyce and sing at his disgrace Val. Since by thy actions thou hast made thy self Unworthy of that worthy signe thou wearest And of our sacred order into which For former vertues we receiv'd thee first According to our Statutes Ordinances For praise unto the good a terror to The bad and an example to all men We here deprive thee of our habit and Declare thee unworthy our society From which we do expell thee as a rotten Corrupted and contagious member Esq. Using th' authority th' Superiour Hath given unto me I unty this knot And take from thee the pleasing yoak of heaven We take from off thy breast this holy crosse Which thou hast made thy burthen not thy prop Thy spurs we spoile thee off eleaving thy heeles Bare of thy honour that have kick'd against Our orders precepts next we reave thy sword And give thee armelesse to thy enemies For being foe to goodnesse and to God Last 'bout thy stiff neck we this halter hang And leave thee to the mercy of the Court Val. Invest Miranda Song Faire child of vertue honors bloome That here with burning zeale dost come With joy to ask the white crosse cloak And yeild unto this pleasing yoake That being yong vowes chastity And choosest wilfull poverty As this flame mounts so mount thy zeale thy glory Rise past the Stars and fix in Heaven thy story 1. Bish. What crave you gentle sir Mir. Humble admittance To be a brother of the holy Hospitall Of great Jerusalem 2. Bish. Breath out your vow Mir. To heaven and all the bench of Saints above Whose succour I implore t' enhable me I vow henceforth a chaste life not to enjoy Any thing proper to my self obedience To my superiours whom Religion And Heaven shall give me ever to defend The vertuous fame of Ladies and to oppugne Even unto death the Christian enemy This do I vow to accomplish Esq. Who can tell H 'as he made other vow or promis'd marriage To any one or is in servitude All He 's free from all these 1. Bish. Put on his spurs and girt him with the sword The scourge of infidels and tipes of speed Buildst thy faith on this Mir. On him that di'd On such a sacred figure for our sins 2. Bish. Here then we fix it on thy left side for Thy encrease of faith Christian defence and service To th' poor and thus near to thy heart we plant it That thou maist love it even with all thy heart With thy right hand protect preserve it whole For if thou fighting 'gainst heavens enemies Shall fly away abandoning the crosse The Ensigne of thy holy Generall With shame thou justly shalt be rob'd of it Chas'd from our company and cut away As an infectious putrified limb Mir. I aske no favour 1 Bish. Then receive the yoak Of him that makes it sweet and light in which Thy soule find her eternall rest Val. Most welcome All Welcome our noble brother Val. Break up the Court Mountferrat though your deeds Conspiring 'gainst the lives of innocents Hath forfeited your own we will not staine Our white Crosse with your blood your doom is then To marry this coagent of your mischiefes Which done we banish you the continent If either after three dayes here be found The hand of Law layes hold upon your lives Nor. Away French stallion now you have a Barbary mare of your own go leap her and engender young devillings Val. VVe will find something noble Norandine To quit your merit so to civill feasts According to our customes and all pray The dew of grace blesse our new Knight to day Exeunt FINIS THE WOMANS PRIZE OR The Tamer Tamed Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Moroso Sophocles and Tranio with Rosemary as from a wedding Moroso GOd give 'em joy Tra. Amen Soph. Amen say I to The Puddings now i' th proof alas poor wench Through what a mine of patience must thou worke Ere thou know'st good houre more Tra. T is too true Certaine Me thinks her father has dealt harshly with her Exceeding harshly and not like a Father To match her to this Dragon I protest I pity the poore Gentlewoman Mor. Me thinks now He 's not so terrible as people think him Soph. This old thiefe flatters out of meere devotion To please the father for his second daughter Tra. But shall he have her Soph. Yes
when I have Rome And yet the father 's for him Mor. I le assure ye I hold him a good man Soph. Yes sure a wealthy But whether a good womans man is doubtfull Tra. Would 't were no worse Mor. What though his other wife Out of her most abundant sobernesse Out of her daily huy and cries upon him For sure she was a Rebell turn'd his temper And forc'd him blow as high as she do'st follow He must retain that long since buried Tempest To this soft maid Soph. I feare it Tra. So do I too And so far that if God had made me woman And his wife that must be Mor. What would you doe sir Tra. I would learn to eate Coales with an angry Cat And spit fire at him I would to prevent him Do all the ramping roaring tricks a whore Being drunke and tumbling ripe would tremble at There is no safety else nor morall wisdome To be a wife and his Soph. So I should think too Tra. For yet the bare remembrance of his first wife I tell ye on my knowledge and a truth too Will make him start in 's sleep and very often Cry out for Cudgels Colstaves any thing Hiding his Breeches out of feare her Ghost Should walk and weare 'em yet Since his first marriage He is no more the still Petruchio Then I am Babylon Soph. He 's a good felloW And on my word I love him but to think A fit match for this tender soule Tra. His very frowne if she but say her prayers Louder then men talk treason makes him tindar The motion of a Diall when he 's testy Is the same trouble to him as a water-worke She must do nothing of her selfe not eate Drink say sir how do ye make her ready unready Unlesse he bid her Soph. He will bury her Ten pound to twenty shillings within these three weeks Tra I le be your halfe Enter Jaques with a pot of Wine Mor. He loves her most extreamly And so long 't wil be honey-moon Now Jaques You are a busie man I am sure Jaq. Yes certaine This old sport must have egges Soph. Not yet this ten daies Jaq. Sweet Gentlemen with Muskadell Tra. That 's right sir Mor. This fellow broods his Master speed ye Jaques Soph. We shall be for you presently Jaq. Your worships Shal have it rich and neat and o' my conscience As welcom as our Lady day O my old sir When shall we see your worship run at Ring That houre a standing were worth money Mor. So sir Jaq. Upon my little honesty your Mistris If I have any speculation must thinke This single thrumming of a Fiddle Without a Bow but ev'n poore sport Mor. Y' are merry Ja. Would I were wise too so God bless your worship Tra. The fellow tels you true Exit Jaq. Soph. When is the day man Come come you 'l steale a marriage Mor. Nay believe me But when her father pleases I am ready And all my friends shall know it Tra. Why not now One charge had serv'd for both Mor. There 's reason in 't Soph. Call'd Rowland Mor. Will ye walke They 'l think we are lost Come Gentlemen Tra. You have wip't him now Soph. So will he never the wench I hope Tra. I wish it Exeunt Scaena secunda Enter Rowland and Livia Row Now Livia if you 'l goe away to night If your affections be not made of words Liv. I love you and you know how dearly Rowland Is there none neere us my affections ever Have been your servants with what superstition I have ever Sainted you Row Why then take this way Liv. T will be a childish and a lesse prosperous course Then his that knows not care why should we do Our honest and our hearty love such wrong To over-run our fortunes Row Then you flatter Liv. Alas you know I cannot Row What hopes left else But flying to enjoy ye Liv. None so far For let it be admitted we have time And all things now in other expectation My father 's bent against us what but ruine Can such a by-way bring us if your feares Would let you look with my eyes I would shew you And certain how our staying here would win us A course though somewhat longer yet far surer Row And then Moroso h 'as ye Liv. No such matter For hold this certaine begging stealing whoring Selling which is a sin unpardonable Of counterfeit Cods or musty English Cracas Switches or stones for th' toothache sooner finds me Then that drawn Fox and Moroso Row But his money If wealth may win you Liv. If a Hog may be High Priest among the Jewes his money Rowland Oh Love forgive me what faith hast thou Why can his money kisse me Row Yes Liv. Behind Laid out upon a Petticote or graspe me While I cry O good thank you o' my troth Thou makst me merry with thy feare or lie with me As you may do alas what fooles you men are His mouldy money half a dozen Riders That cannot sit but stampt fast to their Saddles No Rowland no man shall make use of me My beauty was born free and free I le give it To him that loves not buys me You yet doubt me Row I cannot say I doubt ye Liv. Goe thy waies Thou art the prettiest puling piece of passion Y faith I will not faile thee Row I had rather Liv. Prethee believe me if I do not carry it For both our goods Row But Liv. What but Row I would tell you Liv. I know all you can tell me all 's but this You would have me and lie with me is 't not so Row Yes Liv. Why you shall will that content you Goe Row I am very loth to goe Enter Byancha and Maria Liv. Now o' my conscience Thou art an honest fellow here 's my sister Go prethee goe this kisse and credit me Ere I am three nights older I am for thee You shall heare what I do Farewell Row Farewell Exit Rowland Liv. Alas poore foole how it looks It would ev'n hang it selfe should I but crosse it For pure love to the matter I must hatch it Bya. Nay never look for merry houre Maria If now you make it not let not your blushes Your modesty and tendernesse of spirit Make you continuall Anvile to his anger Believe me since his first wife set him going Nothing can bind his rage Take your own Councell You shall not say that I perswaded you But if you suffer him Mar. Stay shall I do it Bya. Have you a stomack to 't Mar. I never shew'd it Bya. T will shew the rarer and the stronger in you But do not say I urg'd you Mar. I am perfect Like Curtius to redeeme my Countrey have I Leap'd into this gulph of marriage and I le do it Farewell all poorer thoughts but spight anger Till I have wrought a miracle Now cosen I am no more the gentle tame Maria Mistake me not I have a new soule in me Made of a North-wind nothing but
thy wonders Mar. Sure sir You have hit upon a happy course a blessed And what will make you vertuous Petru. She 'l ship me Mar. A way of understanding I long wishd for And now t is come take heed you fly not back sir Me thinks you look a new man to me now A man of excellence and now I see Some great design set in you you may think now And so may most that know me 't were my part Weakly to weep your losse and to resist you Nay hang about your neck and like a dotard Urge my strong tie upon you but I love you And all the world shall know it beyond woman And more prefer the honour of your Country Which chiefly you are born for and may perfect The uses you may make of other Nations The ripening of your knowledge conversation The full ability and strength of judgement Then any private love or wanton kisses Go worthy man bring home understanding Soph. This were an excellent woman to breed Schoolmen Mar. For if the Merchant through unknown Seas plough To get his wealth then deer sir what must you To gather wisdome go and go alone Only your noble mind for your companion And if a woman may win credit with you Go far too far you cannot still the farther The more experience finds you and go sparing One meale a week will serve you and one sute Through all your travels for you 'l find it certaine The poorer and the baser you appear The more you look through still Petru. Do'st hear her Soph. Yes Petru. What would this woman do if she were suffer'd Upon a new adventure Soph. Make us nothing I wonder that she writes not Mar. Then when time And fulnesse of occasion have new made you And squard you from a sot into a Signour Or neerer from a lade into a courser Come home an aged man as did Ulysses And I your glad Penelope Petru. That must have As many lovers as I languages And what she do's with one i' th day i' th night Undoe it with an other Mar. Much that way sir For in your absence it must be my honour That that must make me spoken of hereafter To have temptations and not little ones Daily and hourely offerd me and strongly Almost believed against me to set off The faith and loyalty of her that loves you Petru. What should I do Soph. Why by my I would travell Did not you mean so Petru. Alas no nothing lesse man I did it but to try sir shee 's the devill And now I find it for she drives me I must go Are my trunks down there and my horses ready Mir. Sir for your house and if you please to trust me With that you leave behinde Petru. Bring down the money Mar. As I am able and to my poor fortunes I 'le govern as a widow I shall long To hear of your wel-doing and your profit And when I hear not from you once a quarter I 'le wish you in the Indies or Cataya Those are the climes must make you Petru. How 's the wind She 'l wish me out o' th world anon Mar. For France T is very faire get you aboard to night sir And loose no time you know the tide staies no man I have cold meats ready for you Petru. Far thee well Thou ha'st foold me o' th Kingdom with a vengeance And thou canst foole me in againe Mir. Not I sir I love you better take your time and pleasure I le see you horsd Petru. I think thou wouldst see me hangd too Were I but halfe as willing Mar. Any thing That you think well of I dare look upon Petru. You 'l bear me to the lands end Sophocles And other of my friends I hope Mar. Nev'r doubt sir You cannot want companions for your good I am sure you 'l kisse me ere I go I have businesse And stay long here I must not Petru. Get thee going For if thou tarriest but an other Dialogue I le kick thee to thy Chamber Mar. Far you well Sir And bear your selfe I do beseech you once more Since you have undertaken doing wisely Manly and worthily t is for my credit And for those flying fames here of your follies Your gambols and ill breeding of your youth For which I understand you take this travell Nothing should make me leave you els I le deale So like a wife that loves your reputation And the most large addition of your credit That those shall die if you want Limon-waters Or any thing to take the edge o' th Sea off Pray speak and be provided Petru. Now the Devill That was your first good master shoure his blessing Upon ye all into whose custody Mar. I do commit your Reformation And so I leave you to your Stilo novo Exit Maria Petru. I will go yet I will not once more Sophocles I le put her to the test Soph. You had better go Petru. I will go then let 's seek my father out And all my friends to see me faire aboard Then women if there be a storme at Sea Worse then your tongues can make and waves more broken Then your dissembling fayths are let me feele Nothing but tempests till they cracke my Keele Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Petronius and Byancha with foure papers By. Now whether I deserve that blame you gave me Let all the world discern sir Petron. If this motion I mean this fair repentance of my Daughter Spring from your good perswasion as it sems so I must confesse I have spoke too boldly of you And I repent By. The first touch was her own Taken no doubt from disobeying you The second I put to her when I told her How good and gentle yet with free contrition Again you might be purchas'd loving woman She heard me and I thank her thought me worthy Observing in this point yet all my councell And comfort in this case could not so heal her But that grief got his share too and she sickend Petron. I am sorry she 's so ill yet glad her sicknesse Ha's got so good a ground Enter Moroso By. Here comes Moroso Petron. O you are very welcome Now you shall know your happinesse Mor. I am glad on 't What makes this Lady here By. A dish for you sir You 'l thank me for hereafter Petron. True Moroso Go get you in and see your Mistris By. She is sick sir But you may kisse her whole Mor. How By. Comfort her Mor. VVhy am I sent for sir Petron. Will you in and see By. May be she needs confession Mor. By St. Mary She shall have absolution then and pennance But not above her carriage Petron. Get you in foole Exit Mor. By. Here comes the other too En. Rowland and Tranio Petron. Now Tranio Good ev'n to you too and you are welcome Row Thank you Petron. I have a certaine Daughter Row Would you had sir Petron. No doubt you know her well Row Nor never shall sir She is a
woman and the waies unto her Are like the finding of a certaine path After a deep falne Snow Petron. Well that 's by 'th by still This Daughter that I tell you of is falne A little crop sick with the dangerous surfeit She took of your affection Row Mine sir Petron. Yes sir Or rather as it seemes repenting And there she lies within debating on 't Row Well sir Petron. I think 't were well you would see her Row If you please sir I am not squeamish of my visitation Petron. But this I le tell you she is alter'd much You 'l finde her now an other Livia Row I have enough o' th old sir Petron. No more foole To look gay babies in your eyes yong Rowland And hang about your prety neck Row I am glad on 't And thank my Fates I have scapd such execution Petron. And busse you till you blush againe Row That 's hard sir She must kisse shamefully ere I blush at it I never was so boyish well what followes Petron. She 's mine now as I please to settle her At my command and where I please to plant her Only she would take a kind of farwell of you And give you back a wandring vow or two You left in pawn and two or three slight oaths She lent you too she looks for Row She shall have 'em With all my heart sir and if you like it better A free release in writing Petron. That 's the matter And you from her you shall have an other Rowland And then turne taile to taile and peace by with you Row So be it your twenty pound sweats Tranio Tra. 'T will not undoe me Rowland do your worst Row Come shall we see her Sir By. What ere she saies You must beare manly Rowland for her sicknesse Has made her somewhat teatish Row Let her talke Till her tongue ake I care not by this hand Thou hast a handsome face wench and a body Daintely mounted now do I feele an hundred Runing directly from me as I pist it Enter Livia discovered abed and Moroso by her By. pray draw 'em softly the least hurry sir Puts her to much impatience Petron. How is 't daughter Liv. O very sick very sick yet somewhat Better I hope a little lightsommer Because this goodman has forgiven me Pray set me higher Oh my head Bya. Wel done wench Liv. Father and all good people that shal heare me I have abus'd this man perniciously was never old man humbled so I have scornd him and cal'd him nasty names I have spit at him Flung Candles ends in 's beard and cald him harrow That must be drawn to all he dos contemn'd him For me thought then he was a beastly fellow Oh God my side a very beastly fellow And gave it out his cassock was a Barge-cloth Pawnd to his predecessor by a Sculler The man yet living I gave him purging-comfits At a great christning once That spoyl'd his Chamblet breeches and one night I strewd the staires with pease as he past down And the good Gentleman woe worth me for 't Ev'n with his reverent head this head of wisdome Told two and twenty staires good and true Mist not a step and as we say verbatim Fell to the bottome broke his casting Bottle Lost a fair toad-stone of some eighteen shillings Jumbled his joynts together had two stooles And was translated All this villany Did I I Livia I alone untaught Mor. And I unask'd forgive it Liv. Where 's Byancha Bya. Here Cozen Liv. Give me drinke Bya. There Liv. Who 's that Mor. Rowland Liv. O' my dissembler you and I must part Come neerer sir Row I am sorry for your sicknesse Liv. Be sorry for your selfe sir you have wrong'd me But I forgive you are the papers ready Bya I have 'em here wilt please you view 'em Petron. Yes Liv. Shew 'em the young man too I know he 's willing To shift his sailes too t is for his more advancement Alas we might have beggerd one another We are young both and a world of children Might have been left behind to curse our follies We had been undone Byancha had we married Undone for ever I confesse I lov'd him I care not who shall know it most intirely And once upon my conscience he lov'd me But farewell that we must be wiser cosen Love must not leave us to the world have you done Row Yes and am ready to subscribe Liv. Pray stay then Give me the papers and let me paruse 'em And so much time as may afford a teare At our last parting Bya. Pray retire and leave her I le call ye presently Petro. Come Gentlemen the showre must fall Row Would I had never seen her Bya. Thou hast done bravely wench Liv. Pray Heaven it prove so Bya. There are the other papers when they come Begin you first and let the rest subscribe Hard by your side give 'em as little light As Drapers doe their wares Liv Didst mark Moroso In what an agony he was and how he cry'd most When I abus'd him most Bya. That was but reason Liv. Oh what a stinking thief is this Though I was but to counterfeit he made me Directly sick indeed Tames-street to him Is a meere Pomander Bya. Let him be hang'd Liv. Amen Bya. And lie you still And once more to your businesse Liv. Call 'em in Now if there be a power that pities lovers Helpe now and heare my prayers Enter Petronius Rowland Tranio Moroso Petro. Is she ready Bya. She has done her lamentations pray go to her Liv. Rowland come neer me and before you seale Give me your hand take it again now kisse me This is the last acquaintance we must have I wish you ever happy there 's the paper Row Pray stay a little Petro. Let me never live more But I do begin to pity this young fellow How heartily he weeps Bya. There 's Pen and Inke sir Liv. Ev'n here I pray you T is a little Emblem How neere you have been to me Row There Bya. Your hands too As witnesses Petro. By any means To th' booke sonne Mor. With all my heart Bya. You must deliver it Row There Livia and a better love light on thee I can no more Bya. To this you must be witnesse too Petro. We wil Bya. Doe you deliver it now Lyv. Pray set me up There Rowland all thy old love back and may A new to come exceed mine and be happy I must no more Row Farewell Liv. A long farewell Exit Rowl Bya. Leave herby any means till this wild passion Be off her head draw all the Curtaines close A day hence you may see her t wil be better She is now for little company Petro. Pray tend her I must to horse straight you must needs along too To see my sonne aboard were but his wife As fit for pity as this wench I were happy Bya. Time must do that too fare ye wel to morrow You shall receive a wife to quit your sorrow Exeunt
Bonnet and your Blew Jacket lowsie though now your block-head be cover'd with the Spanish Block and your lashed Shoulders with a Velvet Pee Pac. Are not you he that have been of thirty callings yet ne're a one lawfull that being a Chandler first profess'd sincerity and would sell no man Mustard to his beefe on the Sabbath and yet sold Hypocrisie all your life time Met. Are not you he that were since a Surgeon to the Stewes and undertooke to cure what the Church it selfe could not strumpets that rise to your Office by being a great Dons Baw'd Laz. That commit men nightly offencelesse for the gaine of a groat a Prisoner which your Beadle seemes to put up when you share three pence Mend. Are not you he that is a kisser of men in drunkennesse and a berrayer in sobriety Alg. Diabolo they 'll raile me into the Gallyes again Pac. Yes Signior thou art even he we speake of all this while thou maist by thy place now lay us by the heeles 't is true but take heed be wiser pluck not ruine on thine own head for never was there such an Anatomy as we shall make thee then be wise therefore Oh thou Childe of the night be friends and shake hands thou art a proper man if thy beard were redder remember thy worshipfull function a Constable though thou turn'st day into night and night into day what of that watch lesse and pray more gird thy beares skin viz. thy Rug-gowne to thy loyes take thy staffe in thy hand and goe forth at midnight Let not thy mittens abate the talons of thy authority but gripe theft and whoredom wheresoever thou meet'st 'em bear 'em away like a tempest and lodge 'em safely in thine own house Laz. Would you have whores and theeves lodg'd in such a house Pac. They ever doe so I have found a theefe or a whore there when the whole Suburbs could not furnish me Laz. But why doe they lodge there Pac. That they may be safe and forth-coming for in the morning usually the theefe is sent to the Goale and the whore prostrates her selfe to the Justice Mend. Admirable Pachieco Met. Thou Cobler of Christendom Alg. There is no railing with these rogues I will close with 'em till I can cry quittance why Signiors and my honest neighbours will you impute that as a neglect of my friends which is an imperfection in me I have been Sand-blinde from my infancie to make you amends you shall sup with me Laz. Shall we sup with'ye sir O' my conscience they have wrong'd the Gentleman extreamly Alg. And after supper I have a project to employ you in shall make you drink eat merrily this moneth I am a little knavish why and doe not I know all you to be knaves Pac. I grant you we are all knaves and will be your knaves But oh while you live take heed of being a proud knave Alg. On then passe I will beare out my staffe and my staffe shall beare out me Laz. Oh Lazarillo thou art going to supper Exeunt Scaena Secunda Enter Lucio and Bobadilla Luc. Pray be not angry I am angry and I will be angry diablo what should you doe in the Kitchin cannot the Cooks lick their fingers without your overseeing nor the maids make pottage except your dogs-head be in the pot Don Lucio Don Quot-queane Don Spinster weare a Petti-coate still and put on your smock a' monday I will have a badie o' clouts made for it like a great girl nay if you will needs be starching of Ruffs and sowing of black-work I will of a milde and loving Tutor become a Tyrant Your Father has committed you to my charge and I will make a man or a mouse on you Luc. What would you have me doe this scurvy sword So gals my thigh I would 't wer burnt pish looke This cloak will ne'r keep on these boots too hide bound Make me walk stiffe as if my leggs were frozen And my Spurs gingle like a Morris-dancer Lord how my head akes with this roguish hat This masculine attire is most uneasie I am bound up in it I had rather walke In folio againe loose like a woman Bob. In Foolio had you not Thou mock to heav'n and nature and thy Parents Thou tender Legge of Lamb Oh how he walkes As if he had be-pise'd himselfe and fleares Is this a gate for the young Cavalier Don Lucio Sonne and heire to Alvarez Has it a corne or do's it walke on conscience It treads so gingerly Come on your wayes Suppose me now your Fathers foe Vitelli And spying you i' th' street thus I advance I twist my Beard and then I draw my sword Luc. Alas Bob. And thus accost thee traiterous brat How dur'st thou thus confront me impious twig Of that old stock dew'd with my kinsmans gore Draw for I 'le quarter thee in peeces foure Luc. Nay Prethee Bobadilla leave thy fooling Put up thy sword I will not meddle with ye I justle me I care not I 'le not draw Pray be a quiet man Bob. Do' ye heare answer me as you would doe Don Vitelli or I 'le be so bold as to lay the pomell of my sword over the hilts of your head my name 's Vitelli and I 'le have the wall Luc. Why then I 'le have the kennell what a coyle you keepe Signior what happen'd 'twixt my Sire and your Kinsman was long before I saw the world No fault of mine nor will I justifie My Fathers crimes forget sir and forgive 'T is Christianity I pray put up your sword I le give you any satisfaction That may become a Gentleman however I hope you are bred to more humanity Then to revenge my Fathers wrong on me That crave your love and peace law you now Zancho Would not this quiet him were he ten Vitellies Bob. Oh craven-chicken of a Cock o' th' game well what remedy did thy father see this O' my conscience he would cut of thy Masculine gender crop thine eares beat out thine eyes and set thee in one of the Peare-trees for a scar-crow As I am Vitelli I am satisfied but as I am Bobadilla Spindola Zancho Steward of the house and thy fathers servant I could finde in my heart to lop of the hinder part of thy face or to beat all thy teeth into thy mouth Oh thou whay-blooded milk-sop I le waite upon thee no longer thou shalt ev'n waite upon me come your wayes fir I shall take a little paines with ye else Enter Clara Cla. Where art thou Brother Lucio ran tan tan ta ran tan ran tan tan ta ran tan tan tan Oh I shall no more see those golden dayes these clothes will never fadge with me a O' this filthie vardingale this hip hape brother why are womens hanches onely limited confin'd hoop'd in as it were with these same scurvy vardingales Bob. Because womens hanches onely are most subject to display and fly out Cla. Bobadilla rogue ten Duckets I hit the propose
of thy Cod-peicu Luc. Hold if you love my life Sister I am not Zancho Bobadilla I am your brother Lucio what a fright you have put me in Cla. Brother and wherefore thus Luc. Why Master Steward here Signior Zancho made me change he do's nothing but misuse me and call me Cowheard and sweares I shall waite upon him Bob. Well I doe no more then I have authority for would I were away though for she 's as much too mannish as he too womanish I dare not meddle with her yet I must set a good face on 't if I had it I have like charge of you Maddam I am as well to mollifie you as to qualifie him what have you to doe with Armors and Pistols and Javelins and swords and such tooles remember Mistresse nature hath given you a sheath onely to signifie women are to put up mens weapons not to draw them looke you now it this a fit trot for a Gentlewoman You shall see the Court Ladies move like Goddesses as if they trod ayre they will swim you their measures like whiting-mops as if their feet were sinnes and the hinges of their knees oyld doe they love to ride great horses as you doe no they love to ride great asses sooner faith I know not what to say to' ye both Custome hath turn'd nature topsie-turvy in you Cla. Nay but Master Steward Bob. You cannot trot so fast but he ambles as slowly Cla. Signior Spindle will you heare me Bob. He that shall come to bestride your virginitie had better be afoot o're the Dragon Cla. Very well Bob. Did ever Spanish Lady pace so Cla. Hold these a little Luc. I le not touch 'em I Cla. First doe I breake your Office o're your pate You Dog-skin-fac'd-rogue pilcher you poore Iohn Which I will be at to Stock-fish Luc. Sister Bob. Maddam Cla. You Cittern-head who have you talk'd to hah You nasty stincking and ill-countenanc'd Cur Bob. By this hand I le bang your brother for this when I get him a lone Cla. How kick him Lucio he shall kick you Bob Spight o' the nose that 's flat kick him I say Or I will cut thy head off Bob. Softly y 'had best Cla. Now thou leane dride and ominous visag'd kneve Thou false and peremptory Steward pray For I will hang thee up in thine own Chaine Luc Good Sister doe not choake him Bob. Murder murder Exit Cla. Well I shall meet with ye Lucio who bought this 'T is a reasonable good one but there hangs one Spaines Champion ne're us'd truer with this Stuffe Old Alvarez has led up men so close They could almost spit in the Canons mouth Whil'st I with that and this well mounted scurr'd A Horse-troope through and through like swift desire And seen poor rogues retire all gore and gash'd Like bleeding Shads Luc. Blesse us Sister Clara How desperately you talke what do' ye call This Gun a dag Cla. I le give 't thee a French petronell You never saw my Barbary the Infanta Bestow'd upon me as yet Lucio Walke down and see it Luc. What into the Stable Not I the Jades wil kick the poore Groom there Was almost spoyld the other day Cla. Fie on thee Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy mother Luc. When wil you be a woman Enter Alvarez and Bobadilla Cla. Would I were none But natures privy Seale assures me one Alv. Thou angerst me can strong habituall custome Work with such Magick on the mind and manners In spight of sex and nature finde out sirha Some skilfull fighter Bob. Yes sir Alv. I wil rectifie And redeem eithers proper inclination Or bray 'em in a morter and new mold 'em Exit Bob. Believe your eyes sir I tell you we wash an Ethiop Cla. I strike it for ten Duckets Alv. How now Clara Your breeches on still and your petticote Not yet off Lucio art thou not guelt Or did the cold Muscovite beget thee That lay here Lieger in the last great frost Art not thou Clara turn'd a man indeed Beneath the girdle and a woman thou I le have you search'd by I strongly doubt We must have these things mended come go in Exit Enter Vitelli and Bobadilla Bob. With Lucio say you there is for you Vit. And there is for thee Bob. I thank you you have now bought a little advice Of me if you chance to have conference with that Lady there be very civill or looke to your head she has Ten nailes and you have but two eyes If any foolish Hot motions should chance to rise in the horizon Under your equinoctiall there qualifie it as well as You can for I feare the elevation of your pole will Not agree with the Horoscope of her constitution She is Bell the Dragon I assure you Exit Vit. Are you the Lucio sir that sav'd Vitelli Luc. Not I indeed sir I did never brable There walks that Lucio metamorphosed Exit Vit. Do ye mock me Cla. No he do's not I am that Suposed Lucio that was but Clara That is and daughter unto Alvarez Vit. Amazement daunts me would my life were riddles So you were still my faire Expositor Protected by a Lady from my death Oh I shall weare an everlasting blush Upon my cheek from this discovery On you the fairest Souldier I ere saw Each of whose eyes like a bright beamy shield Conquers without blowes the contentious Cla. Sir guard your self you are in your enemies house And may be injur'd Vit. T is impossible Foe nor oppressing odds dares prove Vitelli If Clara side him and wil call him friend I would the difference of our bloods were such As might with any shift be wip'd away Or would to Heaven your selfe were all your name That having lost blood by you I might hope To raise blood from you But my black-wing'd fate Hovers aversely over that fond hope And he whose tongue thus gratifies the daughter And sister of his enemy weares a Sword To rip the father and the brother up Thus you that sav'd this wretched life of mine Have savd it to the ruine of your friends That my affections should promiscuously Dart love and hate at once both worthily Pray let me kisse your hand Cla. You are treacherous And come to do me mischiefe Vit. Speake on still Your words are falser faire then my intents And each sweet accent far more treacherous for Though you speak ill of me you speak so well I doe desire to heare you Cla. Pray be gone Or kill me if you please Vit. Oh neither can For to be done were to destroy my life And to kill you were to destroy my soule I am in love yet must not be in love I le get away a pace yet valiant Lady Such gratitude to honour I do owe And such obedience to your memory That if you will bestow something that I May weare about me it shall bind all wrath My most inveterate wrath from all attempts Till you and I meet next Cla. A favour fir Why I