women Can make men friends and enemies when they list Say A gallant undertaking and a happy Why this is noble in you and will be A welcomer present to our Master Philip Than the return from his Indies Enter Clara Genevora Eugenia and Bobadilla Cla. Father your blessing Alv. Take her if ye bring not Betwixt you boys that will find out new worlds And win 'em too I 'm a false Prophet Vit. Brother There is a Sister long divided streams Mix now at length by fate Bob. I am not regarded I was the careful Steward that provided these Instruments of peace I put the longest weapon in your Sisters hand my Lord because she was the shortest Lady For likely the shortest Ladies love the longest men And for mine own part I could have discharged â—â—t my Pistol is no ordinary Pistol it has two ramming bullets but thought I why should I shoot my two bullets into my old Lady if they had gone I would not have staid â—ong after I would ev'n have died too bravely y'â—aith like â— Roman Steward hung my self in mine own chain and there had been a story of Bobadilla Spindola Zancho for after ages to lament hum I perceive I am not only not regarded but also not rewarded Alv. Prethee peace ' shalt have a new chain next Saint Jaques day or this new gilt â—ob I am satisfied let virtue have her due And yet I am melancholy upon this atonement pray heaven the State â—â—ue it not I would my Lord Vitellie's Steward and I could meet they should find it should cost 'em a little more to make us friends well I will forswear wine and women for a year and then I will be drunk to morrow and run a whoring like a dog with a broken bottle at 's tail then will I repent next day and forswear 'em again more vehemently be forsworn next day again and repent my repentance for thus a melancholy Gentleman doth and ought to live Assist Nay you stall dine with me and afterward I 'll with ye to the King But first I will Dispatch the Castles business that this day May be compleat Bring forth the malefactors Enter Alguazier Pachieco Metaldi Mendoza Lazaril Piorato Malroda and Guard You Alguazier the Ringleader of these Poor fellows are degraded from your office You must return all stolen goods you receiv'd And watch a twelve month without any pay This if you fail of all your goods confiscate You are to be whipt and sent into the Gallies Alg. I like all but restoring that Catholique Doctrine I do dislike Learn all ye officers By this to live uprightly if you can Exit Assist You Cobler to tanslate your manners new Are doom'd to th' Cloisters of the Mendicants With this your brother botcher there for nothing To cobble and heel hose for the poor Friers Till they allow you pennance for sufficient And your amendment then you shall be freed And may set up again Pach. Mendoza come Our souls have trode awry in all mens sight We 'll underlay 'em till they go upright Exe. Pach. and Mend. Assist Smith in those shackles you for your hard heart Must lie by th' heels a year Met. I have shod your horse my Lord. Exit Assist Away for you my hungry white-loaf'd face You must to th' Gallies where you shall be sure To have no more bits than you shall have blows Laz. Well though herrings want I shall have rowes Assist Signior you have prevented us and punish'd Your selfe severelier than we would have done You have married a whore may she prove honest Pio. 'T is better my Lord than to marry an honest woman That may prove a whore Vit. 'T is a hansome wench and thou canst keep her tame I 'll send you what I promis'd Pio. Joy to your Lordships Alv. Hear may all Ladies learn to make of foes The perfect'st friends and not the perfect'st foes Of dearest friends as some do now a daies Vit. Behold the power of love to nature lost By custome irrecoverably past the hope Of friends restoring Love hath here retriv'd To her own habit made her blush to see Her so long monstrous Metamorphoses May strange affairs never have worse success Exeunt EPILOGUE OVr Author fears there are some Rebel hearts Whose dulness doth oppose loves piercing darts Such will be apt to say there wanted wit The language low very few Scaenes are writ With spirit and life such odd things as these He cares not for nor ever means to please For if your selves a Mistriss or loves friends Are lik'd with this smooth Play he hath his ends FINIS WOMEN PLEAS'D A TRAGY-COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Duke of Siena Suitor to Belvidere Silvio A Gentleman of quality servant to Belvidere Claudio Silvio's friend brother to Isabella Bartello Captain of the Citadel Vncle to Silvio Lopez A sordid Vsurer the jealous Husband of Isabella Lords of Florence Lords of Siena Councellors Courtiers Penurio A hungry servant to Lopez Soto A merry servant to Claudio A Farmer Father to Soto Captain Soldiers of the Guard A Clarke Bomby An enemy to Watches and May-poles Morrice-dancers Masquers WOMEN Dutchess of Florence Belvidere A virtuous Princess daughter to the Dutchess in love with Silvio Rodope wife to Bartello Isabella Wife to Lopez and Sister to Claudio Jaquenett servant to Isabella Two Gentlewomen The Scene Florence The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Vnderwood Rob. Benfield Rich. Sharpe John Lowin Will. Eglestone Nicholas Toolie Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Bartello and Silvio Sil. T Is true she is a right good Princess and a just one And Florence when she sets has lost a Planet Bar. My Mistriss I tell thee gentle Nephew There is not such another friend to goodness To down-right dealing to faith and true heart Within the Christian confines Before she blest us Justice was a Cheese-monger a meer Cheese-monger Weigh'd nothing to the world but Mites and Maggots And a main stink Law like a Horse-courser Her rules and precepts hung with gawdes and ribbonds And pamper'd up to cousen him that bought her When she her self was hackney lame and founder'd Sil. But the sweet Lady Belvidere the bright one Bar. I there 's a face indeed Oh my dear Nephew Could a young fellow of thy fiery mettle Freeze and that Lady in his Arms Sil. I think not Bar. Thou hast a parlous judgement but let that pass She is as truly virtuous fair and noble As her great Mother's good and that 's not ordinary Sil. But why so many Princes and so great ones Being Suitors should the Dutchess deny to match her Bar. She is a Jewel man hangs in her bosom Her only Child with her eies she sees all things Discourses with her tongue and pluck her from her So dotingly the old one loves her young one You pluck her heart out too Besides of late daies The Duke of Milan who could never win her By Love nor Treaty laid a close train for her
and then they beat as gently as a Tabor Char. What loads are these And. Meat meat Sir for the Kitchen and stinking Fowls the Tenants have sent in they 'll ne'r be sound out at a general eating and there 's fat Venison Sir Char. What 's that And. Why Deer those that men fatten for their private pleasures and let their Tenants starve upon the Commons Char. I 've read of Deer but yet I ne'er eat any And. There 's a Fishmongers Boy with Caviar Sir Anchoves and Potargo to make ye drink Char. Sure these are modern very modern meats for I understand 'em not And. No more does any man from Caca merda or a substance worse till they be greas'd with Oyl and rubb'd with Onions and then flung out of doors they are rare Sallads Char. And why is all this prethee tell me Andrew are there any Princes to dine here to day by this abundance sure there should be Princes I 've read of entertainment for the gods at half this charge will not six Dishes serve ' em I never had but one and that a small one And. Your Brother 's marri'd this day he 's marri'd your younger Brother Eustace Char. What of that And. And all the Friends about are bidden hither there 's not a Dog that knows the house but comes too Char. Marri'd to whom And. Why to a dainty Gentlewoman young sweet and modest Char. Are there modest women how do they look And. O you 'll bless your self to see them He parts with 's Books he ne'er did so before yet Char. What does my Father for ' em And. Gives all his Land and makes your Brother heir Char. Must I have nothing And. Yes you must study still and he 'll maintain you Char. I am his eldest Brother And. True you were so but he has leap'd o'er your shoulders Sir Char. 'T is well he 'll not inherit my understanding too And. I think not he 'll scarce find Tenants to let it out to Char. Hark! hark And. The Coach that brings the fair Lady Enter Lewis Angellina Ladies Notary c. And. Now you may see her Char. Sure this should be modest but I do not truly know what women make of it Andrew she has a face looks like a story the story of the Heavens looks very like her And. She has a wide face then Char. She has a Cherubin's cover'd and vail'd with modell blushes Eustace be happy whiles poor Charles is patient Get me my Books again and come in with me Exeunt Enter Brisac Eustace Egremont Cowsy Miramont Bri. Welcome sweet Daughter welcome noble Brother and you are welcome Sir with all your Writings Ladys most welcome What my angry Brother you must be welcome too the Feast is flat else Mir. I am not come for your welcome I expect none I bring no joys to bless the bed withall nor Songs nor Masques to glorifie the Nuptials I bring an angry mind to see your folly a sharp one too to reprehend you for it Bri. You 'll stay and dine though Mir. All your meat smells musty your Table will shew nothing to content me Bri. I 'le answer you here 's good meat Mir. But your sauce is scurvie it is not season'd with the sharpness of discretion Eust It seems your anger is at me dear Uncle Mir. Thou art not worth my anger th' art a Boy a lump o' thy Father's lightness made of nothing but antick cloathes and â—ringes look in thy head and 't will appear a foot-ball full of fumes and rotten smoke Lady I pity you you are a handsome and a sweet young Lady and ought to have a handsom man yok'd t' ye an understanding too this is a Gimcrack that can get nothing but new fashions on you for say he have a thing shap'd like a child 't will either prove a Tumbler or a Tailor Eust These are but harsh words Uncle Mir. So I mean ' em Sir you play harsher play w'your elder Brother Eust I would be loth to give you Mir. Do not venture I 'le make your wedding cloaths 〈◊〉 closer t' ye then I but disturb you I 'le go see my Nephew Lew. Pray take a piece of Rosemary Mir. I 'le wear it but for the Ladys sake and none 〈◊〉 yours may be I 'le see your Table too Bri. Pray do Sir Ang. A mad old Gentleman Bri. Yes faith sweet Daughter he has been thus 〈◊〉 whole age to my knowledge he has made Charles his Heâ—â— I know that certainly then why should he grudge Eustaâ—â— any thing Ang. I would not have a light head nor one laden wâ—â—â— too much learning as they say this Charles is that makes his Book his Mistris Sure there 's something hid in this 〈◊〉 man's anger that declares him not a meer sot Bri. Come shall we go and seal Brother all things are ready and the Priest is here When Charles has set his haâ—â— unto the Writings as he shall instantly then to the Wedding and so to dinner Lew. Come let 's seal the Book first for my Daughter Jointure Bri. Let 's be private in 't Sir Exâ—â—â— ACTUS III. SCENA IV. Enter Charles Miramont Andrew Mir. Nay y' are undone Char. Hum. Mir. Ha' ye no greater feeling And. You were sensible of the great Book Sir when iâ— fell on your head and now the house is ready to fall do you fear nothing Char. Will he have my Books too Mir. No he has a Book a fair one too to read on and read wonders I would thou hadst her in thy Study Nephew and 't were but to new string her Char. Yes I saw her and me thought 't was a curiâ—â—â— piece of Learning handsomely bound and of a daiâ—â— Letter And. He flung away his Book Mir. I like that in him would he had flung away his dulness too and spoke to her Char. And must my Brother have all Mir. All that your Father has Char. And that fair woman too Mir. That woman also Char. He has enough then May I not see her sometimes and call her Sister I will do him no wrong Mir. This makes me mad I could now cry for anger these old Fools are the most stubborn and the wilfullest Coxcombs Farewell and fall to your Book forget your Brother you are my Heir and I 'le provide y'a Wife I 'le look upon this marriage though I hate it Exâ— Enter Brisac Bri. Where is my Son And. There Sir casting a Figure what chopping children his Brother shall have Bri. He does well How do'st Charles still at thy Book And. He 's studying now Sir who shall be his Father Bri. Peace you rude Knave Come hither Charles be merry Char. I thank you I am busie at my Book Sir Bri. You must put your hand my Charles as I woâ—â— have you unto a little piece of Parchment here only you name you write a reasonable hand Char. But I may do unreasonably to write it What iâ— it Sir Bri. To pass the Land I
could wish To him I honour most Cas O my Antinous My own my own good son Fer. One suit I have to make Phil. To whom Fernando Fer. Lord Cassilane to you Cas To me Fer. This Lady Hath promised to be mine Ann. Your blessing Sir Brother your love Ant. You cannot Sir bestow her On a more noble Gentleman Cas Saist thou so Antinous I confirm it Here Fernando Live both as one she is thine Ant. And herein Sister I honour you for your wife setled love This is a day of Triumph all Contentions Are happily accorded Candy's peace Secur'd and Venice vow'd a worthy friend Exeuâ— THE FALSE ONE A TRAGEDY Persons Represented in the Play Julius Caesar Emperour of Rome Ptolomy King of Aegypt Achoreus an honest Counsellor Priest of Isis Photinus a Politician minion to Ptolomy Achillas Captain of the Guard to Ptolomy Septimius a revolted Roman Villain Labienus a Roman Souldier and Nuncio Apollodorus Guardian to Cleopatra Caesars Captains Antonie Dolabella Seeva a free Speaker also Captain to Caesar Guard Three lame Souldiers Servants WOMEN Cleopatra Queen of Aegypt Caesar's Mistris Arsino Cleopatra's Sister Eros Cleopatra's waiting Woman The Scene Aegypt The principal Actors were John Lowin John Vnderwood Robert Benfield Richard Sharpe Joseph Taylor Nicholas Toolie John Rice George Birch Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Achillas and Achoreus Achil. I Love the King nor do dispute his power For that is not confin'd nor to be censur'd By me that am his Subject yet allow me The liberty of a Man that still would be A friend to Justice to demand the motives That did induce young Ptolomy or Photinus To whose directions he gives up himself And I hope wisely to commit his Sister The Princess Cleopatra if I said The Queen Achillas 't were I hope no treason She being by her Fathers Testament Whose memory I bow to left Co-heir In all he stood possest of Achil. 'T is confest My good Achoreus that in these Eastern Kingdoms Women are not exempted from the Sceptre But claim a priviledge equal to the Male But how much such divisions have ta'en from The Majesty of Egypt and what factions Have sprung from those partitions to the ruine Of the poor Subject doubtful which to follow We have too many and too sad examples Therefore the wise Photinus to prevent The Murthers and the Massacres that attend On disunited Government and to shew The King without a Partner in full splendour Thought it convenient the fair Cleopatra An attribute not frequent to the Climate Should be committed in safe Custody In which she is attended like her Birth Until her Beauty or her royal Dowre Hath found her out a Husband Ach. How this may Stand with the rules of policy I know not Most sure I am it holds no correspondence With the Rites of Aegypt or the Laws of Nature But grant that Cleopatra can sit down With this disgrace though insupportable Can you imagine that Romes glorious Senate To whose charge by the will of the dead King This government was deliver'd or great Pompey That is appointed Cleopatra's Guardian As well as Ptolomies will e're approve Of this rash counsel their consent not sought for That should authorize it Achil. The Civil war In which the Roman Empire is embarqu'd On a rough Sea of danger does exact Their whole care to preserve themselves and gives them No vacant time to think of what we do Which hardly can concern them Ach. What 's your opinion Of the success I have heard in multitudes Of Souldiers and all glorious pomp of war Pompey is much superiour Achil. I could give you A Catalogue of all the several Nations From whence he drew his powers but that were tedious They have rich arms are ten to one in number Which makes them think the â—ay alreaâ—y won And Pompey being master of the Sâ—a Such plenty of all delicates are brought in As if the place on which they are entâ—â—â—câ—'d Were not a Camp of Souldiers but Româ— In which Lucullus and Apicius joyn'd To make a publique Feast they at Dirachium Fought with success but knew not to make use of Fortunes fair offer so much I have heard Caesar himself confess Ach. Where are they now Achil. In Thessalie near the Pharsalian plains Where Caesar with a handfull of his Men Hems in the greater number his whole troops Exceed not twenty thousand but old Souldiers Flesh'd in the spoils of Germany and France Inur'd to his Command and only know To fight and overcome And though that Famine Raigns in his Camp compelling them to tast Bread made of roots forbid the use of man Which they with scorn threw into Pompeys Camp As in derision of his Delicates Or corn not yet half ripe and that a Banquet They still besiege him being ambitious only To come to blows and let their swords determine Who hath the better Cause Enter Septinius Ach. May Victory Attend on 't where it is Achil. We every hour Expect to hear the issue Sep. Save my good Lords By Isis and Osiris whom you worship And the four hundred gods and goddesses Ador'd in Rome I am your honours servant Ach. Truth needs Septinius no oaths Achil. You are cruel If you deny him swearing you take from him Three full parts of his language Sep. Your Honour 's bitter Confound me where I love I cannot say it But I must swear 't yet such is my ill fortune Nor vows nor protestations win belief I think and I can find no other reason Because I am a Roman Ach. No Septinius To be a Roman were an honour to you Did not your manners and your life take from it And cry aloud that from Rome you bring nothing But Roman Vices which you would plant here But no seed of her vertues Sep. With your reverence I am too old to learn Ach. Any thing honest That I believe without an oath Sep. I fear Your Lordship has slept ill to night and that Invites this sad discourse 't will make you old Before your time O these vertuous Morals And old religious principles that fool us I have brought you a new Song will make you laugh Though you were at your prayers Ach. What is the subject Be free Septinius Sep. 'T is a Catalogue Of all the Gamesters of the Court and City Which Lord lyes with that Lady and what Gallant Sports with that Merchants wife and does relate Who sells her honour for a Diamond Who for a tissew robe whose husband's jealous And who so kind that to share with his wife Will make the match himself Harml â—s conceits Though fools say they are dangerous I sang it The last night at my Lord Photinus table Ach. How as a Fidler Sep. No Sir as a Guest A welcom guest too and it was approv'd of By a dozen of his friends though they were touch'd in 't For look you 't is a kind of merriment When we have laid by foolish modesty As not a man of fashion will wear it
look now for reward Sir To be advanc'd I 'm sure for all your labours And you shall have it make his gallows higher By ten foot at the least and then advance him Lat. Mercy mercy Aub. 'T is too late fool Such as you meant for me away with him He is led out What gaping knaves are these bring 'em in fellows Now what are you Nor. Mathematicians if it please your Lordship Aub. And you drew a figure Fis We have drawn many Aub. For the Duke I mean Sir Latorchs knaves you are Nor. We know the Gentleman Aub. What did he promise you Nor. We are paid already Aub. But I will see you better paid go whip them Nor. We do beseech your Lordship we were hir'd Aub. I know you were and you shall have your hire Whip 'em extremely whip that Doctor there Till he record himself a Rogue Nor. I am one Sir Aub. Whip him for being one and when th' are whip't Lead 'em to the gallows to see their patron hang'd Away with them They are led out Nor. Ah good my Lord. Aub. Now to mine own right Gentlemen 1 Lord. You have the next indeed we all confess it And here stand ready to invest you with it 2 Lord. Which to make stronger to you and the surer Than bloud or mischiefs dare infringe again Behold this Lady Sir this noble Lady Full of the bloud as you are of that nearness How blessed would it be Aub. I apprehend you and so the fair Matilda dare accept Me her ever constant servant Mat. In all pureness In all humility of heart and services To the most noble Aubrey I submit me Aub. Then this is our first tye now to our business 1 Lord. We are ready all to put the honour on you Sir Aub. These sad rites must be done first take up the bodys This as he was a Prince so Princely funeral Shall wait upon him on this honest Captain The decency of arms a tear for him too So sadly on and as we view his blood May his Example in our Rule raise good THE Wild-Goose Chase A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play De-Gard A Noble stay'd Gentleman that being newly lighted from his Travels assists his Sister Oriana in her chase of Mirabel the Wild-Goose La-Castre the Indulgent Father to Mirabell Mirabell the Wild-Goose a Travell'd Monsieur and great defyer of all Ladies in the way of Marriage otherwise their much loose servant at last caught by the despis'd Oriana Pinac his fellow Traveller of a lively spirit and Servant to the no less sprightly Lillia-Bianca Belleur Companion to both of a stout blunt humour in love with Rosalura Nantolet Father to Rosalura and Lillia-Bianca Lugier the rough and confident Tutor to the Ladies and chief Engine to entrap the Wild-Goose Oriana the fair betroth'd of Mirabell and witty follower of the Chase the Airie Daughters of Nantolet Rosalura Lillia-Bianca Petella their waiting-Waiting-woman Mariana an English Courtezan A young Factor Page Servants Singing-Boy Two Merchants Priest Four Women The Scene Paris The Actors were Robert Benfield Richard Robinson Joseph Taylor Thomas Pollard John Lowin William Penn. Hilliard Swanston Stephen Hammerton William Trigg Sander Gough Mr. Shank John Hony-man Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Monsieur De Gard and a Foot-Boy SIrrah you know I have rid hard stir my Horse well And let him want no Litter Boy I am sure I have run hard Would some body would walk me see me Litter'd For I think my fellow horse cannot in reason Desire more rest nor take up his Chamber before me But we are the Beasts now and the Beasts are our Masters De Ga. When you have done step to the Ten Crown Ordinary Boy With all my heart Sir For I have a Twenty Crown stomach De Ga. And there bespeak a dinner Boy Yes Sir presently De Ga. For whom I beseech you Sir Boy For my self I take it Sir De Ga. In truth ye shall not take it 't is not meant for you There 's for your Provender Bespeak a Dinner For Monsieur Mirabell and his Companions They 'll be in Town within this hour When you have done Sirrah Make ready all things at my Lodging for me And wait me there Boy The Ten Crown Ordinary De Ga. Yes Sir if you have not forgot it Boy I 'le forget my feet first 'T is the best part of a Foot-mans faith Exit Boy De Ga. These youths For all they have been in Italy to learn thrift And seem to wonder at mens lavish waies Yet they cannot rub off old friends their French itches They must meet sometimes to disport their Bodies With good Wine and good Women and good store too Let 'em be what they will they are Arm'd at all points And then hang saving Let the Sea grow high This Ordinary can â—it 'em of all sizes Enter La Castre and Oriana They must salute their Country with old customes Ori Brother De Ga. My dearest Sister Ori. Welcome welcome Indeed ye are welcome home most welcome De Ga Thank ye You are grown a handsome woman Oriana â—â—â—sh at your faults I am wondrous glad to see ye Monsieur La Castre Let not my Affection To my fair Sister make me be held unmannerly I am glad to see ye well to see ye lusty Good health about ye and in fair company Believe me I am proud La Cast Fair Sir I thank ye Monsieur de Gard you are welcome from your journey Good men have still good welcome give me your hand Sir Once more you are welcome home you look still younger De Ga. Time has no leasure to look after us We wander every where Age cannot find us La Cast And how does all De Ga. All well Sir and all lusty La Cast I hope my Son be so I doubt not Sir But you have often seen him in your journeys And bring me some fair News De Ga. Your Son is well Sir And grown a proper Gentleman he is well and lusty Within this e ght hours I took leave of him And over-ey'd him having some slight business That forc'd me out o' th' way I can assure you He will be here to night La Cast Ye make me glad Sir For o' my faith I almost long to see him Me thinks he has been away De Ga. T is but your tenderness What are three years a love-sick wench will allow it His friends that went out with him are come back too Belleur and young Pinac he bid me say little Because he means to be his own glad Messenger La Ca. I thank ye for this news Sir he shall be welcome And his friends too indeed I thank you heartily And how for I dare say you will not flatter him Has Italy wrought on him has he mew'd yet His wild fantastick Toyes they say that Climate Is a great purger of those humorous Fluxes How is he improved I pray ye De Ga. No doubt Sir well H 'as born himself a full and noble
be forgiven and I prethee forgive me too And if any of you will marry her Jul. No I beseech you Sir My Mistress is my husband with her I 'le dwell still And when you play any more pranks you know where to have me Ped. You know him Sir Gov. Know him and much lament him The King 's incens'd much much Sir I can assure you Ped. Noble Governour Gov. But since he is your friend and now appears In honour of this day and love to you Sir I 'le try the power I have to the pinch I 'le put it Here 's my hand Roderigo I 'le set you fair again Rod. And here 's mine to be true and full of service Gov. Your people too shall have their general pardons We 'l have all peace and love Rod. All shall pray for you Gov. To my house now and suite you to your worths Off with these weeds and appear glorious Then to the Priest that shall attend us here And this be stil'd Loves new and happy year Rod. The Kings and Queens two noble honours meet To grace this day two true loves at their feet Alph. Well well since wedding will come after wooing Give me some Rose-Mary and let 's be going Exeunt THE CAPTAIN A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Julio a noble Gentleman in Love with Lelia Angelo a Gentleman friend to Julio two Cowardly Gulls Lodovico Piso Frederick a Gentleman Brother to Frank. Jacomo an angry Captain a Woman-hater Fabritio a merry Souldier friend to Jacomo Lelia's Father an old poor Gentleman Host Vintner Drawers Servants WOMEN Frank Sister to Frederick a Lady passionately in love with Jacomo Clara Sister to Fabritio a witty companion to Frank. Lelia a cunning wanton Widow Waiting-woman Maid Servants The Scene Venice Spain The principal Actors were Richard Burbadge Henry Condel William Ostler Alexander Cooke Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Lodovico and Piso Lodovico THE truth is Piso so she be a woman And rich and wholsome let her be of what Condition and Complexion it please She shall please me I am sure Those men are fools That make their eyes their choosers not their needs Piso Me thinks I would have her honest too and handsom Lod. Yes if I could have both but since they are Wishes so near impossibilities Let me have that that may be Piso If it were so I hope your conscience would not be so nice To start at such a blessing Lod. No believe me I do not think I should Piso But thou would'st be I do not doubt upon the least suspicion Unmercifully jealous Lod. No I should not For I believe those mad that seek vexations A Wife though she be honest is a trouble Had I a Wife as fair as Hellen was That drew so many Cuckolds to her cause These eyes should see another in my Saddle Ere I believe my beast would carry double Piso So should not I by ' our Lady and I think My patience by your leave as good as yours Report would stir me mainly I am sure on 't Lod. Report You are unwise report is nothing For if there were a truth in what men talk I mean of this kind this part of the world I am sure would be no more call'd Christendom Piso What then Lod. Why Cuckoldom for we should lose Our old faiths clean and hold their new opinions If talk could make me sweat before I would marry I 'd tie a surer knot and hang my self I tell thee there was never woman yet Nor never hope there shall be though a Saint But she has been a subject to mens tongues And in the worse sense and that desperate Husband That dares give up his peace and follow humours Which he shall find too busie if he seek 'em Besides the forcing of himself an Ass He dyes in chains eating himself with anger Piso Having these Antidotes against opinion I would marry any one an arrant Whore Lod. Thou dost not feel the nature of this Physick Which I prescribe not to beget diseases But where they are to stop them Piso I conceive ye What thinkest thou thy way of the widow Lelia Lod. Faith thou hast found out one I must confess Would stagger my best patience From that woman As I would bless my self from plagues and surfeits From Men of war at Sea from storms and quicksands From hearing Treason and concealing it From daring of a Madman or a Drunkard From Heresie ill Wine and stumbling post Horse So would I pray each morning and each night And if I said each hour I should not lye To be delivered of all these in one The woman thou hast named Enter Julio Angelo and Father Piso Thou hast set her in a pretty Litany Ang. Pray take my counsel Jul. When I am my self I 'le hear you any way love me though thus As thou art honest which I dare not be Lest I despise my self Farewel Exit Julio Piso Do you hear my friend Sir are you not a setter For the fair widow here of famous memory Fa. Ha am I taken for a Bawd Oh Heaven To mine own child too misery I thank thee That keepst me from their knowledge Sir believe me I understand ye not Lod. You love plain dealing Are you not parcel Bawd confess your Function It may be we would use it Fa. Were she worse As I fear strangely she is ill enough I would not hear this tamely Piso Here 's a shilling To strike good luck withal Fa. Here 's a Sword Sir To strike a Knave withal thou lyest and basely Be what thou wilt Ang. Why how now Gentlemen Fa. You are many I shall meet you Sir again And make you understand y' have wrong'd a Woman Compar'd with whom thy Mother was a sinner Farewel Piso He has amazed me Exit Father Ang. With a blow By 'r Lady 't was a found one are ye good At taking knocks I shall know you hereafter You were to blame to tempt a man so far Before you knew him certain h 'as not hurt ye Piso No I think Lod. We were to blame indeed to go so far For men may be mistaken if he had swinged us H 'had serv'd us right Beshrew my heart I think We have done the Gentlewoman as much wrong too For hang me if I know her In my particular Piso Nor I this 't is to credit Mens idle tongues I warrant they have said As much by our two Mothers Lod. Like enough Ang. I see a beating now and then does more Move and stir up a mans contrition Than a sharp Sermon here probatum est Enter Frederick and Servant Ser. What shall I tell your Sister Fred. Tell her this Till she be better conversation'd And leave her walking by her self and whining To her old melancholy Lute I 'le keep As far from her as the Gallows Exit Servant Ang. Who 's that Frederick Fred. Yes marry is' t O Angelo how dost thou Ang. Save you Sir how does my Mistris Fred. She is in
health to you some words I have that Require an utterance more private Than this place can afford Lel. I 'le call my husband All business I hear with his ears now Lod. Good Madam no but I perceive your jest You have no husband I am the very man That walk'd the streets so comely Lel. Are you so Lod. Yes faith when Cupid first did prick your heart I am not cruel but the love begun I' th' street I 'le satisfie i' th' chamber fully Lel. To ask a Madman whether he be mad Were but an idle question if you be I do not speak to you but if you be not Walk in the streets again and there perhaps I may dote on you here I not endure you Lod. Good Madam stay do not you know this Ring Lel. Yes it was mine I sent it by my Man To change and so he did it has a blemish And this he brought me for it did you change it Are you a Goldsmith Lod. Sure the world is mad Sirrah did you not bring me this ring from your Lady Fath. Yes surely Sir did I but your worship must ev'n bear with me For there was a mistaking in it and so as I was Saying to your worship my Lady is now married Lod. Married to whom Fa. To your worships friend Piso Lod. S'death to Piso Piso within Ha ha ha Ang. Yes Sir I can assure you she 's married to him I saw 't With these gray eyes Lod. Why what a Rogue art thou then thou hast made in 's mouth Me send in provision too Fa. O a Gentleman should not have such foul words But your Worships provision could not have come in at a fitter time Will it please you to tast any of your own wine It may be the Vintner has cozen'd you Lod. Pox I am mad Ang. You have always plots Sir and see how they fall out Jac. You had a plot upon me how do you like this Lod. I do not speak to you Fab. Because you dare not Lod. But I will have one of that old Rogues teeth set in this Ring Fat Do'st not thou know that I can beat thee Dost thou know it now discovers himself Lod. He beat me once indeed Fat And if you have for got it I can call a witness Come forth Piso remember you it Piso Faith I do call to minde such a matter Fat And if I cannot still do 't you are young And will assist your Father in law Piso My Father in law Ang. Your Father in law as sure as this is widow Lelia Piso How widow Lelia Fat I' faith 't is she Son Lod. Ha ha ha let my provision go I am glad I Have mist the woman Piso Have you put a whore upon me Lel. By heaven you do me wrong I have a heart As pure as any womans and I mean To keep it so for ever Fa. There is no starting now Son if you offer 't I can compel you her estate is great But all made o're to me before this match Yet if you use her kindly as I swear I think she will deserve you shall enjoy it During your life all save some slender piece I will reserve for my own maintenance And if God bless you with a child by her It shall have all Piso So I may have the means I do not much care what the woman is Come my sweet heart as long as I shall find Thy kisses sweet and thy means plentifull Let people talk their tongues out Lel. They may talk Of what is past but all that is to come Shall be without occasions Jul. Shall we not make Piso and Lodowick friends Jac. Hang 'em they dare not be Enemies or if they be The danger is not great welcom Frederick Enter Frederick Fred. First joy unto you all and next I think We shall have wars Jac. Give me some wine I 'le drink to that Fab. I 'le pledge Fran. But I shall lose you then Jac. Not a whit wench I 'le teach thee presently to be a Souldier Fred. Fabritio's command and yours are both restor'd Jac. Bring me four glasses then Fab. Where are they Ang. You shall not drink 'em here 't is supper time And from my house no creature here shall stir These three dayes mirth shall flow as well as wine Fa. Content within I 'le tell you more at large How much I am bound to all but most to you Whose undeserved liberality Must not escape thus unrequited Jac. 'T is happiness to me I did so well Of every noble action the intent Is to give worth reward vice punishment Exeunt Om. Prologue TO please you with this Play we fear will be So does the Author too a mystery Somewhat above our Art For all mens eyes Ears faiths and judgements are not of one size For to say truth and not to flatter ye This is nor Comedy nor Tragedy Nor History nor any thing that may Yet in a week be made a perfect Play Yet those that love to laugh and those that think Twelve pence goes farther this way than in drink Or Damsels if they mark the matter through May stumble on a foolish toy or two Will make 'em shew their teeth pray for my sake That likely am your first man do not take A distaste before you feel it for ye may When this is hist to ashes have a Play And here to out-hiss this be patient then My honour done y' are welcom Gentlemen Epilogue IF you mislike as you shall ever be Your own free Judges this Play utterly For your own Nobleness yet do not hiss But as you go by say it was amiss And we will mend Chide us but let it be Never in cold blood O' my honesty If I have any this I 'le say for all Our meaning was to please you still and shall THE PROPHETESS A Tragical History Persons Represented in the Play Charinus Emperour of Rome Cosroe King of Persia Diocles of a private Souldier elected Co-Emperour Maximinian Nephew to Diocles and Emperour by his donation Volutius Aper Murtherer of Numerianus the late Emperour Niger a noble Souldier Servant to the Emperour Camurius a Captain and Creature of Aper's Persian Lords Senators Souldiers Guard Suitors Ambassadors Lictors Flamen Attendants Shepherd Country-men Geta a Jester Servant to Diocles a merry Knave WOMEN Aurelia Sister to Charinus Cassana Sister to Cosroe a Captive waiting on Aurelia Delphia a Prophetess Drusilla Niece to Delphia in love with Diocles. The Scene Rome The principal Actors were John Lowin Robert Benfield John Shanke Richard Sharpe Joseph Taylor Nicholas Toolie George Birch Thomas Holcombe Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter Charinus Aurelia Niger Cha. YOU buz into my head strange likelihoods And fill me full of doubts but what proofs Niger What certainties that my most noble Brother Came to his end by murther Tell me that Assure me by some circumstance Niger I will Sir And as I tell you truth so the gods prosper me I have often nam'd this Aper
her and our deeds her envy Must we guild ore your Conquest make your State That is not fairly strong but fortune No no ye Romans we have ways to scape ye To make ye poor again indeed our prisoners And stick our triumphs full Petill. 's death I shall love her 1. Dau. To torture ye with suffering like our slaves To make ye curse our patience wish the world Were lost again to win us only and esteem The end of all ambitions Bond. Do ye wonder We 'll make our monuments in spite of fortune In spight of all your Eagles wings we 'll work A pitch above ye and from our height we 'll stoop As fearless of your bloody soars and fortunate As if we prey'd on heartless doves Swet. Strange stiffness Decius go charge the breach Exit Decius Bond. Charge it home Roman We shall deceive thee else Where 's Nennius Enter Nennius Nen. They have made a mighty breach Bond. Stick in thy body And make it good but half an hour Nen. I 'll do it 1. Dau. And then be sure to dye 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. Dau. O my fortune Bond. How how ye whore 2. Dau. Good mother nothing to offend ye Bond. Here wench Behold us Romans Swet. Mercy yet Bond. No talking Puff there goes all your pitty Come short prayers And let 's dispach the business you begin Shrink not I 'll see ye do 't 2. Dau. O gentle mother O Romans O my heart I dare not Swet. Woman woman Unnatural woman 2. Dau. O perswade her Romans Alass I am young and would live Noble mother Can ye kill that ye gave life are my years Fit for destruction Swet. Yield and be a Queen still A mother and a friend Bond. Ye talk come hold it And put it home 1. Dau. Fie sister fie What would you live to be Bond. A whore still 2 Dau. Mercy Swet. Hear her thou wretched woman 2 Dau. Mercy 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 Dau. 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. Oh 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. Oh 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 Along farewel to this world Bond. Good I 'll help thee 1 Daugh. The next is mine Shew me a Roman Lady in all our stories Dare do this for her honor they are cowards Eat coals like compell'd Cats your great Saint Lucrece Dy'd not for honor Tarquin topt her well And mad she could not hold him bled Petil. By am in love I would give an hundred pound now But to lie with this womans behaviour Oh 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 greedy 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 Romans to fling off This case of flesh lose all your cares for ever Live as we have done well and fear the gods Hunt Honor and not Nations with your swords Keep your minds humble your devotions high So shall ye learn the noblest part to die Dies Bend. I come wench to ye all Fates hangmen you That ease the aged destinies and cut The threds of Kingdoms as they draw 'em here Here 's the draught would ask no less than 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 fools 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 Romans with what matchless tortures Could I now rack ye But I pittie ye Desiring to die quiet nay so much I hate to prosecute my victory That I will give ye counsel e'r I die If you will keep your Laws and Empire whole Place in your Romans flesh a Britain soul Dies 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 truly noble and a Queen Pet. Take it A Love-mange grown upon me what a spirit Jun I am glad of this I have found ye Petil. In my belly Oh how it tumbles Jun. 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 childs 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 Ancestors The Virgins thou hast rob'd of all their wishes Blasted their blowing hopes turned their songs Their mirthful marriage-sonâ— to funerals The Land thou hast left a wilderness 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 betrai'd A soft dead march within Car. No harm boy 'T is but thy emptiness 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 e'r shrink yet Uncle were I a man now I should be angry with ye Enter Drusus Regulus and Soldiers with Penyus's Herse Drums and Colours Car. My sweet chicken See they have reach'd us and as it seems they bear Some soldiers body by their solemn gestures And sad solemnities it well appears too To be of eminence Most worthy Soldiers Let me intreat
day than other the longer you live the older still Must his Majesty command your silence ere you 'l hold your tongue Phil. Your reprehension runs into the same fault 'Pray Sir will you be silent Bust I have told him of this before now my Liege but Age will have his course and his weaknesses Phil. Good Sir your forbearance Bust And his frailties and his follies as I may say that cannot hold his tongue ere he be bidden Phil. Why Sirha Bust But I believe your Majesty will not be long troubled with him I hope that woman has something to confess will hang them both Phil. Sirha you 'll pull your desteny upon you If you cease not the sooner Bust Nay I have done my Liege yet it grieves me that I should call that man Father that should be so shameless that being commanded to hold his tongue Phil. To th'Porters Lodge with him Bust I thank your Grace I have a friend there Phil. Speak woman if any interruption meet thee more It shall be punish'd sharply Gill. Good my Liege I dare not Ask you the question why that old man weeps Phil. Who Count Julio I observ'd it not You hear the question Sir will you give the cause Jul. Oh my Lord it hardly will get passage It is a sorrow of that greatness grown ' Less it dissolve in tears and come by parcels Gill. I 'll help you Sir in the delivery And bring you forth a joy You lost a daughter Jul. 'T was that recounted thought brought forth these sorrows Gill. Shee 's found again Know you this mantle Sir Jul. Hah Gill. Nay leave your wonder I 'll explain it to you This did enwrap your child whom ever since I have call'd mine when Nurse Amaranta In a remove from Mora to Corduba Was seiz'd on by a fierce and hungry Bear She was the Ravins prey as heaven so would He with his booty fill'd forsook the babe All this was in my sight and so long I saw Untill the cruel creature left my sight At which advantage I adventur'd me To rescue the sweet Lamb I did it Sir And ever since I have kept back your joy And made it mine but age hath wearied me And bids me back restore unto the owner What I unjustly kept these fourteen years Jul. Oh thou hast ta'n so many years from me And made me young as was her birth day to me Oh good my Liege give my joys a pardon I must go power a blessing on my child Which here would be too rude and troublesome Exit Phil. Franio you knew this before Bust Oh oh Item for you Miller Fra. I did my Liege I must confess I did And I confess I ne'r would have confess'd Had not that womans tongue begun to me We poor ones love and would have comforts Sir As well as great this is no strange sault Sir There 's many men keep other mens children As though they were their own Bust It may stretch farther yet I beseech you my Liege let this woman be a little farther examin'd let the words of her conscience be search'd I would know how she came by me I am a lost child if I be theirs though I have been brought up in a Mill yet I had ever a mind methought to be a greater man Phil. She will resolve you sure Gill. I I Boy thou art mine own flesh and blood Born of mine own body Bust 'T is very unlikely that such a body should bear me There 's no trust in these Millers Woman tell the truth my father shall forgive thee whatsoever he was were he Knight Squire or Captain less he should not be Gill. Thou art mine own child Boy Bust And was the Miller my Father Gill. Wouldst thou make thy Mother a whore Knave Bust I if she make me a Bastard The rack must make her confess my Lord I shall never come to know who I am else I have a worshipful mind in me sure methinks I do scorn poor folks Enter Otrante Florimel and Julio c. Phil. Here comes the brightest glory of the day Love yoak'd with love the best equality Without the level of estate or person Jul. You both shall be rewarded bountifully Wee 'll be-a kin too Brother and Sister Shall be chang'd with us ever Bust Thank you Unkle my sister is my cosen yet at the last cast Farewell sister foster If I had known the Civil Law would have allowed it thou hadst had another manner of Husband then thou hast but much good do thee I 'll dance at thy wedding kiss the Bride and so Jul. Why how now sirha Bust 'T is lawful now she 's none of my Sister It was a Miller and a Lord That had a scabbard and a sword He put it up in the Countrey word The Miller and his daughter She has a face and she can sing She has a Grace and she can spring She has a place with another thing Tradoodle Fra. A knavish Brother of yours my Lord. Bust Would I were acquainted with your Taylor Noble Brother Otr. You may there he is mine newly entertain'd Ver. If you have any work for me I can sit you Sir I sitted the Lady Bust My Sister Tailor what fits her will hardly fit me Ver. Who fits her may fit you Sir the Tailor can do both Bust You have a true yard Tailor Ver. Ne'r a whit too long I warrant you Bust Then Tailor march with me a way I scorn these robes I must be gay My noble Brother he shall pay Tom Tailor Exeunt Phil. Your recovered friendships are sound Gentlemen Bel. At heart at heart my Lord the worm shall not Beyond many ages find a breach to enter at Phil. These Lovers unities I will not doubt of How happy have you made our progress then To be the witness of such fair Accords Come now we 'll eat with you my Lord Otrante 'T is a charge sav'd you must not grudge your guest 'T is both my welcome and your Wedding-Feast Exeunt The Knight of Malta The Persons Represented in the Play Valetta The Grand Master of Malta Miranda An Italian Gentleman the Knight of Malta Two Knights of the Order Astorius Castriott Montferrat A Knight of the Order but a villain Gomera A deserving Spanish Gentleman Norandine A valiant merry Dane Commander in chief of the Gallies of Malta Collona alias Angelo A Captive redeemed from the Gallies and beloved of Miranda Rocca Servant and Instrument to Montferrat 2 Bishops Souldiers Corporal Prisoners 2 Marshals Doctor 1 Of the Esguard Servants WOMEN Oriana Sister to Valetta and Wife of Gomera Velleda Attendant on Oriana Zanthia alias Abdella a Moore Servant to Oriana Luscinda A beautiful Turkish Woman contracted to Angelo Prisoner to Miranda Two Gentlewomen The Scene Malta The principal Actors were Rich. Burbadge Nathan Field John Vnderwood Rich. Sharpe Henry Condel Robert Benfeild John Lowin Thomas Holcome Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Mountferrat Mount DAres she dispise me thus me that with spoil
the spume of Cocitus do ye snarle you black Jill she looks like 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 fair virtuous wife discreet Loyal and valiant I dare give him you Val. You must not ask in vain Sir Col. My best thanks To you my noble Cosin 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 vain fortune thy worst Musick An Altar discover'd 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 stain of honor virtues foe Of Virgins fair fames the foul overthrow That broken hath his oath of chastity Dishonor'd much this holy dignity Off with his Robe 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 sign thou wear'st And of our sacred order into which For former virtues 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' Superior Hath given unto me I untie this knot And take from thee the pleasing yoak of heaven We take from off thy breast this holy cross Which thou hast made thy burthen not thy prop Thy spurs we spoil thee of leaving thy heels Bare of thy honor that have kick'd against Our Orders precepts next we reave thy sword And give foe to goodness and to Heaven Last 'bout thy stiffneck we this halter hang And leave thee to the mercy of thy Court. Val. Invest Miranda SONG Fair child of virtue honors bloom That here with burning zeal dost come With joy to ask the white cross cloak And yield unto this pleasing yoak That being young vows chastity And choosest wilful poverty As this flame mounts so mount thy zeal thy glory Rise past the Stars and fix in Heaven thy story 1 Bish Whar crave you gentle Sir Mir. Humble admittance To be a brother of the holy Hospital Of great Jerusalem 2 Bish Breathe out your vow Mir. To heaven and all the bench of Saints above Whose succor I implore t' enable me I vow henceforth a chaste life not to enjoy Any thing proper to my self obedience To my superiors whom Religion And Heaven shall give me ever to defend The virtuous fame of Ladies and to oppugne Even unto death the Christian enemy This do I vow to accomplish Esq Who can tell Has 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 dy'd On such a sacred figure for our sins 2 Bish Here then we fix it on thy left side for Thy increase 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 Shalt flie away abandoning the cross The Ensign of thy holy General With shame thou justly shalt be robb'd of it Chas'd from our company and cut away As an infectious putrified limb Mir. I ask no favour 1 Bish Then receive the yoak Of him that makes it sweet and light in which Thy soul find her eternal 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 stain Our white cross with your blood your doom is theâ— o marry this coagent of your mischiefs Which done we banish you the continent If either after three daies here be found The hand of Law laies hold upon your lives Nor. Away French stallion now you have a Barbary mare of your own go leap her and engender young devilings Val. We will find something noble Norandine To quit your merit so to civil feasts According to our customs and all pray The dew of grace bless our new Knight to day Exeuâ—â— FINIS Loves Cure or the Martial Maid A COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Assistant or Governor Vitelli a young Gentleman enemy to Alvarez Lamoral a fighting Gallant friend to Vitelli. Anastro an honest Gentleman friend to Vitelli Don Alvarez a noble Gent. Father to Lucio and Clara. Siavedra a friend to Alvarez Lucio Son to Alvarez a brave young Gent. in womans habit Alguazeir a sharking panderly Constable of worship Pachieco a Cobler Mendoza a Botcher Metaldie a Smith Lazarillo Pachieco his hungry servant Bobbadilla a witty knave servant to Eugenia and Steward vant to Alvarez Herald Officer WOMEN Eugenia a virtuous Lady wife to Don Alvarez Clara Daughter to Eugenia a martial Maid valiant and chaste enamoured of Vitelli. Genevora Sister to Vitelli in love with Lucio Malroda a wanton Mistiriss of Vitelli. The Scene Sevil. A PROLOGUE At the reviving of this PLAY STatues and Pictures challenge price and fame If they can justly boast and prove they came From Phidias or Apelles None denie Poets and Painters hold a sympathy Yet their works may decay and lose their grace Receiving blemish in their Limbs or Face When the Minds Art has this preheminence She still retaineth her first excellence Then why should not this dear Piece be esteem'd Child to the richest fancies that e'r teem'd When not their meanest off-spring that came forth But bore the image of their Fathers worth Beaumonts and Fletchers whose desert out-wayes The best applause and their least sprig of Boyes Is worthy Phaebus and who comes to gather Their fruits of wit he shall not rob the treasure Nor can you ever surfeit of the plenty Nor can you call them rare though they be dainty The more you take the more you do them right And we will thank you for your own delight Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Vitelli Lamoral Anastro Vit. ALvarez pardon'd Ana. And return'd Lamo. I saw him land At St. Lucars and such a general welcome Fame as harbinger to his brave actions Had with the easie people prepar'd for him As if by his command alone and fortune Holland with those low Provinces that hold out Against the Arch-Duke were again compell'd With their obedience to give up their lives To be at his Devotion Vit. You amaze me For though I have heard that when he fled from Sevil To save his life than forfeited to Law For
't thou the little thief Boy I stole the contract I must confess And kept it to my self it most concern'd me Ha. Cotracted this destroys his after marriage Ma. Dare you give this hand To this young Gentleman my heart goes with it Al. Maria alive how my heart 's exalted 't is my duty Take her Frank Hartlove take her and all joyes With her besides some Lands to advance her Joynture La. What I have is your own and blessings crown ye Ha. Give me room And fresh air to consider Gentlemen My hopes are too high Ma. Be more temperate Or I 'll be Welsh again Al. A day of wonder Lur. Lady your love I ha kept my word there was A time when my much suffering made me hate you And to that end I did my best to cross you And fearing you were dead I stole your Coffin That you might never more usurp my Office Many more knacks I did which at the Weddings Shall be told of as harmless tales Shout within Enter Wildbrain Wild. Hollow your throats a pieces I am at home If you can roar me out again La. What thing is this Lur. A continent of Fleas room for the Pageant Make room afore there your kinsman Madam La. My kinsman let me wonder Wild. Do and I 'll wonder too to see this company At peace one with another 't is not worth Your admiration I was never dead yet Y 're merry Aunt I see and all your company If ye be not I 'll fool up and provoke ye I will do any thing to get your love again I 'll forswear Midnight Taverns and Temptations Give good example to your Grooms the Maids Shall go to bed and take their rest this year None shall appear with blisters in their bellies Lur. And when you will fool again you may go ring Wild. Madam have mercy La. Your submission Sir I gladly take we will Enquire the reason of this habit afterwards Now you are soundly sham'd well we restore you Where 's Toby Where 's the Coachman Nur. He 's a bed Madam And has an ague he says Lur. I 'll be his Physitian La. We must a foot then Lur. E'er the Priest ha done Toby shall wait upon you with his Coach And make your Flanders Mares dance back agen we'ye I warrant you Madam you are mortified Your sute shall be granted too Wild. Make make room afore thee La. Home forward with glad hearts home child Ma. I wait you Ha. On joyfully the cure of all our grief Is owing to this pretty little Thief Exeunt omnes THE WOMANS PRIZE OR THE TAMER TAM'D A Comedy The Persons represented in the Play Moroso an old rich doating Citizen suitor to Livia Two Gentlemen friends to Petruchio Sophocles Tranio Petruchio An Italian Gent. Husband to Maria. Rowland A young Gent. in love with Livia Petronius Father to Maria and Livia Two witty servants to Petruchio Jaques Pedro Doctor Apothecarie Watchmen Porters Women The two masculine daughters of Petronius Maria A chaste witty Lady Livia Mistriss to Rowland â—iancha Their Cosin and Commander in chief To the relief of the Ladies of which two were drunk City Wives Countrey Wives Maids The Scene London PROLOGUE LAdies to you in whose defence and right Fletchers brave Muse prepar'd her self to fight I battel without blood 't was well fought too The victory 's yours though got with much ado We do present this Comedy in which Arivulet of pure wit flows strong and rich Iâ— Fancy Language and all parts that may Add Grace and Ornament to a merry Play Which this may prove Yet not to go too far In promises from this our Female War We do intreat the angry men would not Expect the mazes of a subtle plot Set Speeches high Expressions and what 's worse In a true Comedy politick discourse The end we aim at is to make you sport Yet neither gall the City nor the Court. Hear and observe his Comique strain and when Y are sick of melancholy see 't agen 'T is no dear Physick since 't will quit the cost Or his intentions with our pains are lost Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Moroso Sophocles and Tranio with Rosemary as from a wedding Mâ— GOd give 'em joy Tra. Amen Soph. Amen say I too The pudding's now i' th' proof alas poor wench Through what a mine of patience must thou work 〈◊〉 thou know'st good hour more Tra. 'T is too true Certain Methinks 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 poor Gentlewoman Mor. Methinks now He 's not so terrible as people think him Soph. This old thief flatters out of meer 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 'll assure ye I hold â—im a good man Sopâ— Yes sure a wealthy But whether a good womans man is doubtful Tra. Would 't were no worse Mar. What though his other wife Out of her most abundant soberness Out of her daily hue and cries upon him For sure she was a rebel turn'd his temper And forc'd him blow as high as she dos't follow He must retain that long since buried Tempest To this soft Maid Soph. I fear 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 do Sir Tra. I would learn to eat coals with an angry Cat And spit sire at him I would to prevent him Do all the ramping roaring tricks a whore Being drunk and tumbling ripe would tremble at There is no safety else nor moral wisdom 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 Colestaves any thing Hiding his breeches out of fear her Ghost Should walk and wear 'em yet Since his first marriage He is no more the still Petruchio Than 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 soul Tra. His very frown if she but say her prayers Louder than men talk treason makes him tinder The motion of a Dial when he 's testy Is the same trouble to him as a Water-work She must do nothing of her self not eat Drink say Sir how do ye make her ready unready Unless he bid her Soph. He will bury her Ten pound to twenty shillings within these three weeks Tra. I 'll be your half Enter Jaques with a pot of Wine Mor. He loves her most extreamly And so long 't will be Honey-moon Now Jaques You are a busie man I am sure Jaq. Yes certain This old sport must have eggs Sop. Not yet this ten daies Jaq. Sweet Gentlemen with Muskadel Tra. That
faults to answer for Upon our own account our Fathers crimes Are in us punish'd Oh Albert the course They took to leave us rich was not honest Nor can that friendship last which virtue joyns not When first they forc'd the industrious Portugals From their Plantations in the Happy Islands Cro. This is that I watch for Ray. And did omit no tyranny which men Inured to spoil and mischief could inflict On the griex'd sufferers when by lawless rapine They reap'd the harvest which their Labourer sow'd And not content to force 'em from their dwelling But laid 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 quarrel like in men Forgive me piety that I call 'em so No longer love or correspondence holds Than it is cimented with prey or profit Then did they turn these swords they oft had bloodi'd With innocent gore upon their wretched selves And paid the forfeit of their cruelty Shewn to Sebastian and his Colonie By being fatal enemies to each other Thence grew Amintas rape and my desire To be reveng'd And now observe the issue As they for spoil ever forgot compassion To women who should be exempted From the extremities of a lawful War We now young able men are fall'n into The hands of Women that against the soft Tenderness familiar to their Sex Will shew no mercy Enter Crocale Cro. None unless you shew us Our long lost Husbands We are those Portugals you talk'd of Ray. Stay I met upon the Sea in a tall Ship Two Portugals famish'd almost to death Tib. Our Ship by this Wine And those the rogues that stole her Lest us to famish in the barren 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 said They had liv'd many years the wretched owners Of a huge mass of treasure Alb. The same men and that the fatal muck We quarrell'd for Cro. They were Portugals you say Ray. So they profess'd Cro. They may prove such men as may save your lives And so much I am taken with fair 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 ye to these wretched men Which you desire to see Cro. Back to your prisons And pray for the success if they be those Which I desire to find you are safe If not prepare to die to morrow For the world cannot redeem ye Alb. However we are arm'd For either fortune Exit Tib. What must become of me now That I am not dismiss'd Cro. Oh Sir I purpose To have your company Ti. Take heed wicked woman I am apt to mischief 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 Joan is a Lady to me and I shall Lay about me like a Lord I feel strange motions Avoid me temptation Cro. Come Sir I 'll help ye in Exeunt Enter Sebastian and Nicusa Nicu. What may that be That moves upon the Lake Sebast Still it draws nearer And now I plainly can discern it 'T is the French Ship Nicu. In it a woman Who seems to invite us to her Sebast Still she calls with signs of Love to hasten to her So lovely hope doth still appear I feel nor age nor weakness Nicu. Though it bring death To us 't is comfort and deserves a meeting Or else fortune tyr'd with what we have suffer'd And in it overcome as it may be Now sets a period to our misery Exeunt Horid Musick Enter severally Raymond Albert Aminta Ray. What dreadful sounds are these Amint. Infernal Musick Fit for a bloody Feast Alb. It seems prepar'd To kill our courages e'r they divorce Our souls and bodies Ray. But they that fearless fall Deprive them of their triumph An Altar prepar'd Enter Rossillia Clarinda Juletta Hippolita c. Amin. See the furies â—n 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 self will be The Priest and boldly do those horrid Rites You shake to think on lead these Captains nearer For they shall have the honor to fall first To my Sebastian's 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 equal with the devil hear with horror What 't is invites me to this cruel course And what you are to suffer no Amazons we But women of Portugal that must have from you Sebastian and Nicusa we are they That groan'd beneath your fathers wrongs We are those wretched women Their injuries pursu'd and overtook And from the sad remembrance of our losses We are taught to be cruel when we were forc'd From that sweet air we breathed in by their rapine And sought a place of being as the Seas And Winds conspir'd with their ill purposes To load us with afflictions in a storm That fell upon us the two ships that brought us To seek new fortunes in an unknown world Were severed the one bore all the able men Our Treasure and our Jewels in the other We Women were embarqu'd and fell upon After long tossing in the troubled main This pleasant Island but in few months The men that did conduct us hither died We long before had given our Husbands lost Remembring what we had suff'red by the French We took a solemn Oath never to admit The curs'd society of men necessity Taught us those Arts not usual to our Sex And the fertile Earth yielding abundance to us We did resolve thus shap'd like Amazons To end our lives but when you arriv'd here And brought as presents to us our own Jewels Those which were boorn in the other Ship How can ye hope to scape our vengeance Amint. It boots not then to swear our innocence Alb. Or that we never forc'd it from the owners Ray. Or that there are a remnant of that wrack And not far off Ros All you affirm I know Is but to win time therefore prepare your throats The world shall not redeem ye and that your cries May find no entrance to our ears To move pity in any bid loud Musick sound Their fatal knells if ye have prayers use 'em quickly To any power will own ye but ha Enter Crocale Sebastian Nicusa Tibalt Who are these what spectacles of misfortune Why are their looks So full of Joy and Wonder Cro. Oh! lay by These instruments of death and welcome To your arms what you durst never hope to imbrace This is Sebastian this Nicusa Madam Preserv'd by miracle look up dear
talk bear him to prison Are. Sir they did plot together to take hence This harmless life should it pass unreveng'd I should to earth go weeping grant me then By all the love a Father bears his Child Their custodies and that I may appoint Their tortures and their death Di. Death soft our Law will not reach that for this fault King 'T is granted take 'em to you with a Guard Come Princely Pharamond this business past We may with more security go on to your intended match Cle. I pray that this action lose not Philaster the hearts of the people Di. Fear it not their overwise heads will think it but a trick Exeunt Omnes Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Dion Cleremont and Thrasiline Thra. HAS the King sent for him to death Di. Yes but the King must know 't is not in his power to war with Heaven Cle. We linger time the King sent for Philaster and the Headsman an hour ago Thra. Are all his wounds well Di. All they were but scratches but the loss of bloud made him faint Cle. We dally Gentlemâ—n Thra. Away Di. We 'l scuffle hard before he perish Exeunt Enter Philaster Arethusa and Bellario Are. Nay dear Philaster grieve not we are well Bell. Nay good my Lord forbear we are wondrous well Phi. Oh Arethusa O Bellario leave to be kind I shall be shot from Heaven as now from Earth If you continue so I am a man False to a pair of the most trusly ones That ever earth bore can it bear us all Forgive and leave me but the King hath sent To call me to my death Oh shew it me And then forget me And for thee my boy I shall deliver words will mollifie The hearts of beasts to spare thy innocence Bell. Alas my Lord my life is not a thing Worthy your noble thoughts 't is not a life 'T is but a piece of child-hood thrown away Should I out-live I shall then out live Vertuâ— and honour And when that day comes If â—vâ—â— I should close these eyes but once May I live spotted for my perjury And wasâ—â— my limbs to nothing Are. And I the woful'st maid as ever was Fo 〈◊〉 with my hands to bring my Lord to death Do bâ—th honour of a Virgin swear To tâ—ll no hours beyond it Phi. Make me not hated so Are. Come from this prison all joyful to our deaths Phi. People will tear me when they find you true To such a wretch as I I shall die loath'd 〈◊〉 our Kingdoms peaceably whil'st I Fo◠〈◊〉 â—lâ—p so gotten with my faults I verâ— put 〈◊〉 every maid in love Will have a piece of me if you be true Are. My dear Lord say not so Bell. A piece of you He was not born of women that can out it and look on Phi. Take me in tears betwixt you For my heart will break with shame and sorrow Are. Why 't is well Bell. Lament no more Phi. What would you have done If you had wrong'd me basely and had found My life no price compar'd to yours For love Sirs Deal with me truly Bell. 'T was mistaken Sir Phi. Why if it were Bell. Then Sir we would have ask'd you pardon Phi. And have hope to enjoy it Are. Injoy it I. Phi. Would you indeed be plain Bell. We would my Lord. Phi. Forgive me then Are. So so Bell. 'T is as it should be now Phi. Lead to my death Exeunt Enter King Dion Cleremont and Thrasiline King Gentlemen who saw the Prince Cle. So plâ—â—â— you Sir he 's gone to see the City And tâ—â— new Platform with some Gentlemen Attenâ—ing on him King Is the Princess ready To bring her prisoner out Thra. She waits your Grace King Tell her we stay Di. King you may be deceiv'd yet The head you a mâ—â— cost more setting on Than to be lost so slightly If it must off Like a wild overflow that soops before him A golden Stack and with it shakes down Bridges Cracks the strong hearts of Pines whose Cable roots Hâ—ld out a thousand Storms a thousand Thunders And so made mightier takes whole Villages Upon his back and in that heat of pride Charges strong Towns Towers Castles Palaces And layes them desolate so shall thy head Thy noble head bury the lives of thousands That must bleed with thee like a sacrifice In thy red ruines Enter Phil. Are. and Bell. in a Robe and Garland King How now what Mask is this Bell. Right Royal Sir I should Sing you an Epithalamium of these lovers But having lost my best ayres with my fortunes And wanting a celestial Harp to strike This blessed union on thus in glad story I give you all These two fair Cedar-branches The noblest of the Mountain where they grew Straightest and tallest under whose still shades The worthieâ— beasts have made their layers and slept Free from the â—yâ—â—aâ— Staâ— and the fell Thunder-stroke Free from the Clouds when they were big with humour And delivered in thousand spouts their issues to the earth O there was none but silent quiet there Till never pleas'd fortune shot up shrubs Base under brambles to divorce these branches And for a while they did so and did raign Over the Mountain and choakt up his beauty With Brakes rude Thornes and Thistles till thy Sun Scorcht them even to the roots and dried them there And now a gentle gale hath blown again That made these branches meet and twine together Never to be divided The god that sings His holy numbers over marriage beds Hath knit their noble hearts and here they stand Your Children mighty King and I have done King How how Are. Sir if you love it in plain truth For there is no Masking in 't This Gentleman The prisoner that you gave me is become My keeper and through all the bitter throws Your jealousies and his ill fate have wrought him Thus nobly hath he strangled and at length Arriv'd here my dear Husband King Your dear Husband call in The Captain of the Cittadel There you shall keep Your Wedding I 'le provide a Mask shall make Your Hymen turn his Saffron into a sullen Coat And sing sad Requiems to your departing souls Bloud shall put out your Torches and instead Of gaudy flowers about your wanton necks An Ax shall hang like a prodigious Meteor Ready to crop your loves sweets Hear you gods From this time do I shake all title off Of Father to this woman this base woman And what there is of vengeance in a Lion Cast amongst Dogs or rob'd of his dear young The same inforc't more terrible more mighty Expect from me Are. Sir By that little life I have left to swear by There 's nothing that can stir me from my self What I have done I have done without repentance For death can be no Bug-bear unto me So long as Pharamond is not my headsman Di. Sweet peace upon thy soul thou worthy maid When ere thou dyest for this time I 'le excuse thee Or
I grew acquainted with my heart and search'd What stir'd it so Alas I found it love Yet far from 〈◊〉 for could I have but liv'd In presence of you I had had my end For this I did delude my noble Father With a feign'd Pilgrimage and drest my self In habit of a boy and for I knew My birth no match for you I was past hope Of having you And understanding well That when I made discovery of my Sex I could not stay with you I made a vow By all the most religious things a Maid Could call together never to be known Whilst there was hope to hide me from mens eyes For other than I seem'd that I might ever Abide with you then fate I by the Fount Where first you took me up King Search out a match Within our Kingdom where and when thou wilt And I will pay thy Dowry and thy self Wilt well deserve him Bell. Never Sir will I Maâ—ry it is a thing within my vow But if I may have leave to serve the Princess To see the vertues of her Lord and her I shall have hope to live Are. I Philaster Cannot be jealous though you had a Lady Drest like a Page to serve you nor will I Suspect her living here come live with me Live free as I do she that loves my Lord Curst be the wife that hates her Phi. I grieve such vertues should be laid in earth Without an Heir hear me my Royal Father Wrong not the freedom of our souls so much To think to take revenge of that base woman Her malice cannot hurt us set her free As she was born saving from shame and sin King Set her at liberty but leave the Court This is no place for such you Pharamond Shall have free passage and a conduct home Worthy so great a Prince when you come there Remember 't was your faults that lost you her And not my purpos'd will Pha. I do confess Renowned Sir King Last joyn your hands in one enjoy Philaster This Kingdom which is yours and after me What ever I call mine my blessing on you All happy hours be at your Marriage joyes That you may grow your selves over all Lands And live to see your plenteous branches spring Where ever there is Sun Let Princes learn By this to rule the passions of their blood For what Heaven wills can never be withstood Exeunt Omnes A KING and no KING Persons Represented in the Play Arbaces King of Iberia Tigranes King of Armenia Gobrias Lord Protector and Father of Arbaces Bacurius another Lord. Two Captains Mardonius Bessus Ligoces Father of Spaconia Two Gentlemen Three Men and a Woman Philip a servant and two Citizens Wives A Messenger A Servant to Bacurius Two Sword-men A Boy Arane The Queen Mother Panthea Her Daughter Spaconia A Lady Daughter of Ligones Mandane A waiting woman and other attendants Actus primus Scena prima Enter Mardonius and Bessus two Captains Mar. BEssus the King has made a fair hand on 't he has ended the Wars at a blow would my sword had a close basket hilt to hold Wine and the blade would make knives for we shall have nothing but eating and drinking Bes We that are Commanders shall do well enough Mar. Faith Bessus such Commanders as thou may I had as lieve set thee Perdue for a pudding i' th' dark as Alexander the Great Bes I love these jests exceedingly Mar. I think thou lov'st'em better than quarrelling Bessus I 'le say so much i' thy behalf and yet thou ' it valiant enough upon a retreat I think thou wouldst kill any man that stopt thee if thou couldst Bes But was not this a brave Combate Mardonius Mar. Why didst thou see 't Bes You stood wi' me Mar. I did so but me thought thou wink'dst every blow they strook Bes Well I believe there are better souldiers than I that never saw two Princes fight in lists Mar. By my troth I think so too Bessus many a thousand but certainly all that are worse than thou have seen as much Bes 'T was bravely done of our King Mar. Yes if he had not ended the wars I 'me glad thou dar'st talk of such dangerous businesses Bes To take a Prince prisoner in the heart of 's own Country in single combat Mar. See how thy blood curdles at this I think thou couldst be contented to be beaten i'th is passion Bes Shall I tell you truly Mar. I. Bes I could willingly venture for 't Mar. Um no venture neither Bessus Bes Let me not live if I do not think 't is a braver piece of service than that I 'me so fam'd for Mar. Why art thou fam'd for any valour Bes Fam'd I I warrant you Ma. I 'me e'en heartily glad on 't I have been with thee e're since thou cam'st to th' wars and this is the first word that ever I heard on 't prethee who fames thee Bes The Christian world Mar. 'T is heathenishly done of 'em in my conscience thou deserv'st it not Bes Yes I ha' don good service Mar. I do not know how thou mayst wait of a man in 's Chamber or thy agility of shifting of a Trencher but otherwise no service good Bessus Bes You saw me do the service your self Mar. Not so hasty sweet Bessus where was it is the place vanish'd Bes At Bessus desp'rate redemption Mar. At Bessus desp'rate redemption where 's that Bes There where I redeem'd the day the place bears my name Mar. Pray thee who Christened it Bes The Souldiers Mar. If I were not a very merrily dispos'd man what would become of thee one that had but a grain of choler in the whole composition of his body would send thee of an errand to the worms for putting thy name upon that field did not I beat thee there i' th' head o' th' Troops with a Trunchion because thou wouldst needs run away with thy company when we should charge the enemy Bes True but I did not run Mar. Right Bessus I beat thee out on 't Bes But came I not up when the day was gone and redeem'd all Mar. Thou knowest and so do I thou meanedst to flie and thy fear making thee mistake thou ranst upon the enemy and a hot charge thou gav'st as I 'le do thee right thou art furious in running away and I think we owe thy fear for our victory If I were the King and were sure thou wouldst mistake alwaies and run away upon th' enemy thou shouldst be General by this light Bes You 'l never leave this till I fall foul Mar. No more such words dear Bessus for though I have ever known thee a coward and therefore durst never strike thee yet if thou proceedest I will allow thee valiant and beat thee Bes Come our King 's a brave fellow Mar. He is so Bessus I wonder how thou cam'st to know it But if thou wer 't a man of understanding I would tell thee he is vain-glorious and humble and angry and patient and merry
's Beer for you Sir Mor. And here 's for you an Angel Pray buy no Land 't will never prosper Sir Elder Lo. How 's this Yo. Lo. Bless you and then I 'le tell He 's turn'd Gallant Elder Lo. Gallant Yo. Lo. I Gallant and is now called Cutting Morecraft 〈◊〉 reason I 'le inform you at more leisure Wâ—l O 〈…〉 â—t me know him presently 〈◊〉 Lo. Yâ—â—â—ll hug one another 〈◊〉 Sir I must keep you company 〈◊〉 Lo. 〈…〉 on 〈◊〉 Lo. Cutting Morecraft faces about I must present 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 As 〈◊〉 as you will Sir I am for ' em 〈◊〉 〈…〉 you service 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 look for 't in good saith Sir 〈◊〉 〈…〉 sweet heart kiss him 〈◊〉 〈…〉 fâ—llow 〈◊〉 〈…〉 will it please you to remember me my keys good Sir Young Lo. I 'le doe it presently El. Lo. Come thou shalt kiss him for our sport sake La. Let him come on then and do you hear do not instruct me in these tricks for you may repent it El. Lo. That at my peril Lusty Mr. Morecraft Here is a Lady would salute you Mor. She shall not lose her longing Sir what is she Elder Lo. My wise Sir Mor. She must be then my Mistres Lady Must I Sir Elder Lo. O yes you must Mor. And you must take this ring a poor pawn Of some fiftie pound El. Lo. Take it by any means 't is lawfull prize Lady Sir I shall call you servant Mor. I shall be proud on 't what fellow 's that Young Lo. My Ladies Coachman Mor. There 's something my friend for you to buy whips And for you Sir and you Sir Elder Lo. Under a miracle this is the strangest I ever heard of Mor. What shall we play or drink what shall we doe Who will hunt with me for a hundred pounds Wel. Stranger and Stranger Sir you shall find sport after a day or two Young Lo. Sir I have a sute unto you Concerning your old servant Savil. Elder Lo. O for his keys I know it Savil. Now Sir strike in Mor. Sir I must have you grant me Elder Lo. 'T is done Sir take your keys again But hark you Savil leave off the motions Of the flesh and be honest or else you shall graze again I 'le try you once more Savil. If ever I be taken drunk or whoring Take off the biggest key i' th' bunch and open My head with it Sir I humbly thank your worships Elder Lo. Nay then I see we must keep holiday Enter Roger and Abigal Here 's the last couple in hell Roger. Joy be among you all Lady Why how now Sir what is the meaning of this emblem Roger. Marriage an 't like your worship Lady Are you married Roger. As well as the next Priest could doe it Madam Elder Lo. I think the sign 's in Gemini here 's such coupling Wel. Sir Roger what will you take to lie from your sweet-heart to night Roger. Not the best benifice in your worships gift Sir Wel. A whorson how he swells Young Lo. How many times to night Sir Roger Roger. Sir you grow scurrilous What I shall do I shall do I shall not need your help Young Lo. For horse flesh Roger. Elder Lo. Come prethee be not angry 't is a day Given wholly to our mirth Lady It shall be so Sir Sir Roger and his Bride We shall intreat to be at our charge El. Lo. Welford get you to the Church by this light You shall not lie with her again till y' are married Wel. I am gone Mor. To every Bride I dedicate this day Six healths a piece and it shall goe hard But every one a jewell Come be mad boys El. Lo. Th' art in a good beginning come who leads Sir Roger you shall have the Van lead the way Would every dogged wench had such a day Exeunt The Custom of the Country Persons Represented in the Play Count Clodio Governour and a dishonourable pursuer of Zenocia Manuel du Sosa Governour of Lisbon and Brother to Guiomar Arnoldo A Gentleman contracted to Zenocia Rutilio A merry Gentleman Brother to Arnoldo Charino Father to Zenocia Duarte Son to Guiomar a Gentleman well qualified but vain-glorious Alonzo a young Portugal Gentleman enemy to Duarte. Leopold a Sea Captain Enamour'd on Hippolyta Zabulon a Jew servant to Hippolyta Jaques servant to Sulpitia Doctor Chirurgion Officers Guard Page Bravo Knaves of the Male Stewes Servants WOMEN Zenocia Mistress to Arnoldo and a chaste Wife Guiomar a vertuous Lady Mother to Duarte. Hippolyta a rich Lady wantonly in Love with Arnoldo Sulpitia a Bawd Mistress of the Male Stewes The Scene sometimes Lisbon sometimes Italy The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor John Lowin Nicholas Toolie John Vnderwood Robert Benfeild William Eglestone Richard Sharpe Thomas Holcomb Actus primus Scena prima Enter Rutilio and Arnolda Rut. WHY do you grieve thus still Arn. 'T would melt a Marble And tame a Savage man to feel my fortune Rut. What fortune I have liv'd this thirty years And run through all these follies you call fortunes Yet never fixt on any good and constant But what I made my self why should I grieve then At that I may mould any way Arn. You are wide still Rut. You love a Gentlewoman a young handsom woman I have lov'd a thosand not so few Arn. You are dispos'd Rut. You hope to Marry her 't is a lawful calling And prettily esteem'd of but take heed then Take heed dear Brother of a stranger fortune Than e're you felt yet fortune my soe is a friend to it Arn. 'T is true I love dearly and truly love A noble vertuous and most beauteous Maid And am belov'd again Rut. That 's too much o' Conscience To love all these would run me out o' my wits Arn. Prethee give ear I am to Marry her Rut. Dispatch it then and I 'le go call the Piper Arn. But O the wicked Custom of this Country The barbarous most inhumane damned Custom Rut. 'T is true to marry is a Custom l' the world for look you Brother Wou'd any man stand plucking for the Ace of Harts With one pack of Cards all dayes on 's life Arn. You do not Or else you purpose not to understand me Rut. Proceed I will give ear Arn. They have a Custom In this most beastly Country out upon 't Rut. Let 's hear it first Arn. That when a Maid is contracted And ready for the tye o' th' Church the Governour He that commands in chief must have her Maiden-head Or Ransom it for mony at his pleasure Rut. How might a man atchieve that place a rare Custom An admirable rare Custom and none excepted Arn. None none Rut. The raâ—er still how could I lay about me In this raâ—e Office are they born to it or chosen Arn. Both equal damnable Rut. Me thinks both excellent Would I were the next heir Arn. To this mad fortune Am I now come my Marriage is proclaim'd And nothing can redeem me from this mischief Rut. She s
you wish you well But never see you more nor receive comfort From any thing Arnoldo Arn. You are too tender I neither doubt you nor desire longer To be a man and live than I am honest And only yours our infinite affections Abus'd us both Zab. VVhere are your favours now The courtesies you shew'd this stranger Madam Hip. Have I now sound the cause Zab. Attend it further Zen. Did she invite you do you say Arn. Most cunningly And with a preparation of that state I was brought in and welcom'd Zen. Seem'd to love you Arn. Most infinitely at first sight most dotingly Zen. She is a goodly Lady Arn. VVondrous handsom At first view being taken unprepar'd Your memory not present then to assist me She seem'd so glorious sweet and so far stir'd me Nay be not jealous there 's no harm done Zen. Prethee didst thou not kiss Arnoldo Arn. Yes saith did I. Zen. And then Arn. I durst not did not Zen. I forgive you Come tell the truth Arn. May be I lay with her Hip. He mocks me too most basely Zen. Did ye faith did ye forget so far Arn. Come come no weeping I would have lyen first in my grave believe that VVhy will you ask those things you would not hear She is too untemperate to betray my vertues Too openly lascivious had she dealt But with that seeming modesty she might And stung a little Art upon her ardor But 't was forgot and I forgot to like her And glad I was deceiv'd No my Zenocia My first love here begun rests here unreapt yet And here for ever Zen. You have made me happy Even in the midst of bondage blest Zab. You see now What rubs are in your way Hip. And quickly Zabulon I 'le root 'em out Be sure you do this presently Zab. Do not you alter then Hip. I am resolute Exit Zabulon Arn. To see you only I came hither last Drawn by no love of hers nor base allurements For by this holy light I hate her heartily Leop. I am glad of that you have sav'd me so much vengeance And so much fear From this hour fair besal you Arn. Some means I shall make shortly to redeem you Till when observe her well and fit her temper Only her lust contemn Zen. When shall I see you Arn. I will live hereabouts and bear her fair still Till I can find a sit hour to redeem you Hip. Shut all the doors Arn. Who 's that Zen. We are betray'd The Lady of the house has heard our parly Seen us and seen our Loves Hip. You courteous Gallant You that scorn all I can bestow that laugh at The afflictions and the groans I suffer for you That slight and jeer my love contemn the fortune My favours can sting on you have I caught you Have I now sound the cause ye fool my wishes Is mine own slave my bane I nourish that That sucks up my content I 'le pray no more Nor wooe no more thou shalt see foolish man And to thy bitter pain and anguish look on The vengeance I shall take provok'd and slighted Redeem her then and steal her hence ho Zabulon Now to your work Enter Zabulon and Servants some holding Arnoldo some ready with a cord to strangle Zenocia Arn. Lady but hear me speak first As you have pity Hip. I have none You taught me When I even hung about your neck you scorn'd me Zab. Shall we pluck yet Hip. No hold a little Zabulon I 'le pluck his heart-strings first now am I worthy A little of your love Arn. I 'le be your Servant Command me through what danger you shall aime at Let it be death Hip. Be sure Sir I shall fit you Ara. But spare this Virgin Hip. I would spare that villain first Had cut my Fathers throat Arn. Bounteous Lady If in your sex there be that noble softness That tenderness of heart womâ—n are crown'd for Zen. Kneel not Arnoldo doe her not that honour She is not worthy such submission I scorn a life depends upon her pity Proud woman do thy worst and arm thy anger With thoughts as black as Hell as hot and bloody I bring a patience here shall make 'em blush An innocence shall outlook thee and death too Arn. Make me your slave I give my freedom to ye For ever to be fetter'd to your service 'T was I offended be not so unjust then To strike the innocent this gentle maid Never intended fear and doubt against you She is your Servant pay not her observance With cruel looks her duteous faith with death Hip. Am I fair now now am I worth your liking Zen. Not fair not to be liked thou glorious Devil Thou vernisht piece of lust thou painted fury Arn. Speak gently sweet speak gently Zen. I 'le speak nobly 'T is not the saving of a life I aim at Mark me lascivious woman mark me truly And then consider how I weigh thy anger Life is no longer mine nor dear unto me Than usefull to his honour I preserve it If thou hadst studied all the courtesies Humanity and noble blood are linkt to Thou couldst not have propounded such a benefit Nor heapt upon me such unlookt for honour As dying for his sake to be his Martyr 'T is such a grace Hip. You shall not want that savour Let your bones work miracles Arn. Dear Lady By those fair eyes Hip. There is but this way left ye To save her life Arn. Speak it and I embrace it Hip. Come to my private chamber presently And there what love and I command Arn. I 'le doe it Be comforted Zenocia Zen. Do not do this To save me do not lose your self I charge you I charge you by your love that love your bear me That love that constant love you have twin'd to me By all your promises take heed you keep 'em Now is your constant tryal If thou dost this Or mov'st one foot to guide thee to her lust My curses and eternal hate pursue thee Redeem me at the base price of dis-loyalty Must my undoubted honesty be thy Bawd too Go and intwine thy self about that body Tell her for my life thou hast lost thine honour Pull'd all thy vows from heaven basely most basely Stoop'd to the servile flames of that foul woman To add an hour to me that hate thee for it Know thee not again nor name thee for a Husband Arn. What shall I do to save her Hip. How now what hast there Enter a Servant Ser. The Governour attended with some Gentlemen Are newly entred to speak with your Ladiship Hip. Pox o' their business reprieve her for this hour I shall have other time Arn. Now fortune help us Hip. I 'le meet 'em presently retire awhile all Exeunt Zab. You rise to day upon your right side Lady You know the danger too and may prevent it And if you suffer her to perish thus As she must do and suddenly believe it Unless you stand her friend you know the
art Heaven knows I am free Leop. The thought of that 's dead to me I gladly take your offer Rut. Do so Sir A piece of crackt gold ever will weigh down Silver that 's whole Gov. You shall be all my guests I must not be denyed Arn. Come my Zenocia Our bark at length has found a quiet harbour And the unspotted progress of our loves Ends not alone in safety but reward To instruct others by our fair example That though good purposes are long withstood The hand of Heaven still guides such as are good Exâ—oâ—â—â— The Prologue SO free this workes Gentlemen from offence That we are confident it needs no defence From us or from the Poets we dare look On any man that brings his Table-book To write down what again he may repeat At some great Table to deserve his meat Let such come swell'd with malice to apply What is mirth here there for an injurie Nor Lord nor Lady we have tax'd nor State Nor any private person their poor hate Will be stare'd here for envy shall not finde One touch that may be wrested to her minde And yet despair not Gentlemen The play Is quick and witty so the Poets say And we believe them the plot neat and new â—asâ—â—on'd like those that are approv'd by you Only 't will crave attention in the most Because one point unmark'd the whole is lost Hear first then and judge after and be free And as our cause is let our censure be Epilogue WHY there should be an Epilogue to a play I know no cause the old and usuall way For which they were made was to entreat the grace Of such as were spectators in this place And time 't is to no purpose for I know What you resolve already to bestow Will not be alter'd what so e're I say In the behalf of us and of the Play Only to quit our doubts if you think fit You may or cry it up or silence it Another Prologue for the Custom of the Country WE wish if it were possible you knew What we would give for this nights look if new It being our ambition to delight Our kind spectators with what 's good and right Yet so far know and credit me 't was made By such as were held work men in their Trade At a time too when they as I divine Were truly merrie and drank lusty wine The nectar of the Muses Some are here I dare presume to whom it did appear A well-drawn piece which gave a lawfull birth To passionate Scenes mixt with no vulgar mirth But unto such to whom 't is known by fame From others perhaps only by the name I am a suitor that they would prepare Sound palats and then judge their bill of fare It were injustice to decry this now For being like'd before you may allow Your candor safe what 's taught in the old schools All such as liv'd before you were not fools The Epilogue I Spake much in the Prologue for the Play To its desert I hope yet you might say Should I change now from that which then was meant Or in a syllable grow less confident I were weak-hearted I am still the same In my opinion and forbear to frame Qualification or excuse If you Concur with me and hold my judgement true Shew it with any sign and from this place Or send me off exploded or with grace THE ELDER BROTHER A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Lewis a Lord. Miramont a Gentleman Brisac a Justice Brother to Miramont Sons to Brisac Charles a Scholar Eustace a Courtier two Courtiers friends to Eustace Egremont Cowsy Andrew Servant to Charles Servants to Brisac Cook Butler Priest Notary Servants Officers Angellina Daughter to Lewis Sylvia her Woman Lilly Wife to Andrew Ladies LECTORI Would'st thou all Wit all Comick Art survey Read here and wonder Fletcher writ the Play Actus primus Scena prima Enter Lewis Angellina and Sylvia Lewis NAY I must walk you farther Ang. I am tir'd Sir and ne'er shall foot it home Lew. 'T is for your health the want of exercise takes from your Beauties and sloth dries up your sweetness That you are my only Daughter and my Heir is granted and you in thankfulness must needs acknowledge you ever find me an indulgent Father and open handed Ang. Nor can you tax me Sir I hope for want of duty to deserve these favours from you Lew. No my Angellina I love and cherish thy obedience to me which my care to advance thee shall confirm all that I aim at is to win thee from the practice of an idle foolish state us'd by great Women who think any labour though in the service of themselves a blemish to their fair fortunes Ang. Make me understand Sir what 't is you point at Lew. At the custom how Virgins of wealthy Families waste their youth after a long sleep when you wake your Woman presents your Breakfast then you sleep again then rise and being trimm'd up by other hands y' are led to Dinner and that ended either to Cards or to your Couch as if you were born without motion after this to Supper and then to Bed and so your life runs round without variety or action Daughter Syl. Here 's a learned Lecture Lew. Frow this idleness Diseases both in body and in mind grow strong upon you where a stirring nature with wholesome exercise guards both from danger I 'd have thee rise with the Sun walk dance or hunt visit the Groves and Springs and learn the vertue of Plants and Simples Do this moderately and thou shalt not with eating Chalk or Coles Leather and Oatmeal and such other trash fall into the Green-sickness Syl. With your pardon were you but pleas'd to minister it I could prescribe a Remedy for my Lady's health and her delight too far transcending those your Lordship but now mention'd Lew. What is it Sylvia Syl. What is' t a noble Husband in that word a noble Husband all content of Woman is wholly comprehended He will rouse her as you say with the Sun and so pipe to her as she will dance ne'er doubt it and hunt with her upon occasion until both be weary and then the knowledge of your Plants and Simples as I take it were superfluous A loving and but add to it a gamesome Bedfellow being the sure Physician Lew. Well said Wench Ang. And who gave you Commission to deliver your Verdict Minion Syl. I deserve a Fee and not a frown dear Madam I but speak her thoughts my Lord and what her modesty refuses to give voice to Shew no mercy to a Maidenhead of fourteen but off with 't let her lose no time Sir Fathers that deny their Daughters lawful pleasures when 〈◊〉 for them in some kinds edge their appetites to taste of the fruit that is forbidden Lew. 'T is well urg'd and I approve it No more blushing Girl thy Woman hath spoke truth and so prevented what I meant to move to thee There dwells
you keep her from Learning Eust Songs she may have and read a little unbak'd Poetry such as the Dablers of our time contrive that has no weight nor wheel to move the mind nor indeed nothing but an empty sound she shall have cloaths but not made by Geometry Horses and Coach but of no immortal Race I will not have a Scholar in my house above a gentle Reader they corrupt the foolish Women with their subtle Problems I 'le have my house call'd ignorance to fright prating Phâ—losophers from Entertainment Cow It will do well love those that love good fashions good cloaths and rich they invite men to admire 'em that speak the lisp of Court Oh 't is great Learning to Ride well Dance well Sing well or Whistle Courtly they 're rare endowments that they have seen far Countreys and can speak strange things though they speak no truths for then they make things common When are you marri'd Eust To morrow think we must have a Masque Boys and of our own making Egre. 'T is not half an hours work a Cupid and a Fiddle and the thing 's done but let 's be handsome shall 's be Gods or Nymphs Eust What Nymphs with Beards Cow That 's true we 'll be Knights then some wandring Knights that light here on a sudden Eust Let 's go let 's go I must go visit Gentlemen and mark what sweet lips I must kiss to morrow Exeunt ACTUS II. SCENA III. Enter Cook Andrew Butler Cook And how do's my Master And. He 's at 's Book peace Coxcomb that such an unlearned tongue as thine should ask for him Co. Do's he not study conjuring too And. Have you lost any Plate Butler But. No but I know I shall to morrow at dinner And. Then to morrow you shall be turn'd out of your place for 't we meddle with no spirit o' th' Buttery they taste too small for us keep me a Pie in Folio I beseech thee and thou shalt see how learnedly I 'le translate him Shall 's have good cheer to morrow Co. Excellent good cheer Andrew And. The spight on 't is that much about that time I shall be arguing or deciding rather which are the Males or Females of Red Herrings and whether they be taken in the Red Sea only a question found out by Copernicus the learned Motion maker Co. I marry Butler here are rare things a man that look'd upon him would swear he understood no more than we do But. Certain a learned Andrew And. I 've so much on 't and am so loaden with strong understanding I fear they 'll run me mad Here 's a new Instrument a Mathematical Glister to purge the Moon with when she is laden with cold phlegmatick humours and here 's another to remove the Stars when they grow too thick in the Firmament Co. O Heavens why do I labour out my life in a Beef-pot and only search the secrets of a Sallad and know no farther And. They are not reveal'd to all heads these are far above your Element of Fire Cook I could tell you of Archimedes Glass to fire your Coals with and of the Philosophers Turf that ne'er goes out and Gilbert Butler I could tavish thee with two tare inventions But. What are they Andrew And. The one to blanch your Bread from chippings base and in a moment as thou wouldst an Almond the Sect of the Epicureans invented that The other for thy Trenchers that 's a strong one to cleanse you twenty dozen in a minute and no noise heard which is the wonder Gilbert and this was out of Plato's new Idea's But. Why what a learned Master do'st thou serve Andrew And. These are but the scrapings of his understanding Gilbert with gods and goddesses and such strange people he deals and treats with in so plain a fashion as thou do'st with thy Boy that draws thy drink or Ralph there with his Kitchin Boys and Scalders Co. But why should he not be familiar and talk sometimes as other Christians do of hearty matters and comâ— into the Kitchin and there cut his Breakfast But. And then retire to the Buttery and there eat it 〈◊〉 drink a lusty Bowl to my young Master that must be not the Heir he 'll do all these I and be drunk too these â—mortal things And. My Master studies immortality Co. Now thou talk'st of immortality how do's thy Wâ—â— Andrew my old Master did you no small Pleasure when he procur'd her and stock'd you in a Farm It he should lâ—â—â— her now as he hath a Colts tooth yet what says your leaâ—ing and your strange Instruments to that my Andrew Câ—â— any of your learned Clerks avoid it can ye put by his Mathematical Engine And. Yes or I 'le break it thou awaken'st me and I 'le peep i' th' Moon this month but I 'le watch for him 〈◊〉 Master rings I must go make him a fire and conjure 〈◊〉 his Books Co. Adieu good Andrew and send thee manly patiâ—â— with thy learning Exeâ—â—â— ACTUS II. SCENA IV. Enter Charles Cha. I have forgot to eat and sleep with reading and alâ— my faculties turn into study 't is meat and sleep what 〈◊〉 I outward garments when I can cloath my self with undeâ—standing The Stars and glorious Planets have no Tailoâ— yet ever new they are and shine like Courtiers The Seasoâ—s of the year find no fond Parents yet some are arm'd in sâ—ver Ice that glisters and some in gawdy Green come 〈◊〉 like Masquers The Silk-worm spins her own suit and lodging and has no aid nor partner in her labours Wâ—â— should we care for any thing but knowledge or look upon the World but to contemn it Enter Andrew And. Would you have any thing Char. Andrew I find there is a flie grown o'er the Eâ—â— o' th' Bull which will go near to blind the Constellation And. Put a Gold-ring in 's nose and that will cute him Char. Ariadne's Crown 's away too two main Stats the held it fast are slip out And. Send it presently to Galateo the Italian Stâ—â— wright he 'll set it right again with little labour Char. Thou art a pretty Scholar And. I hope I shall be have I swept Books so often to know nothing Char. I hear thou art married And. It hath pleas'd your Father to match me to a Maâ—â— of his own chusing I doubt her Constellation 's loose too and wants nailing and a sweet Farm he has given us a mâ—â—â— off Sir Char. Marry thy self to understanding Andrew theâ—â— Women are Errata in all Authors they 're fair to see to and bound up in Vellam smooth white and clear but thâ—â— contents are monstrous they treat of nothing but dull aâ—â— and diseases Thou hast not so much wit in thy head as thâ—â— is on those shelves Andrew And. I think I have not Sir Char. No if thou had'st thou'ld'st ne'er married 〈◊〉 Woman in thy bosom they 're Cataplasms made o' th' deaâ—â—â— sins I ne'er saw any yet
have Sir unto your youngs Brother Char. Is' t no more Bri. No no 't is nothing you shall be provided for and nâ—â— Books you shall have still and new Studies and have you means brought in without thy care Boy and one still to â—â—tend you Char. This shews your love Father Bri. I 'm tender to you And. Like a stone I take it Char. Why Father I 'll go down an 't please you let â—ne because I 'd see the thing they call the Gentlewoman 〈◊〉 see no Woman but through contemplation and there I 'll â—o't before the company and wish my Brother fortune Bri. Do I prethee Char. I must not stay for I have things above require my â—â—udy Bri. No thou shalt not stay thou shalt have a brave â—inner too And. Now has he o'erthrown himself for ever I will â—own into the Cellar and be stark drunk for anger Exeunt ACTUS III. SCENA V. Enter Lewis Angellina Eustace Priest Ladies Cowsy Notary and Miramont Not. Come let him bring his Sons hand and all 's done â—s your's ready Pri. Yes I 'll dispatch ye presently immediately for â—n truth I am a hungry Eust Do speak apace for we believe exactly do not â—e stay long Mistress Ang. I find no fault better things well done than want â—me to do them Uncle why are you sad Mir. Sweet smelling blossom would I were thine Uncle â—o thine own content I 'd make thy Husband's state a â—housand better a yearly thousand Thou hast mist a man 〈◊〉 but that he is addicted to his study and knows no other Mistress than his mind would weigh down bundles of these â—mpty kexes Ang. Can he speak Sir Mir. Faith yes but not to Women his language is â—o Heaven and heavenly wonder to Nature and her dark â—nd secret causes Ang. And does he speak well there Mir. O admirably but he 's too bashful to behold a Woman there 's none that sees him and he troubles none Ang. He is a man Mir. Faith yes and a clear sweet spirit Ang. Then conversation me thinks Mir. So think I but it is his rugged Fate and so I â—eave you Ang. I like thy nobleness Eust See my mad Uncle is courting my fair Mistress Lew. Let him alone there 's nothing that allays an anâ—ry mind so soon as a sweet Beauty he 'll come to us Enter Brisac and Charles Eust My Father 's here my Brother too that 's a wonâ—er broke like a Spirit from his Cell Bri. Come hither come nearer Charles 't was your â—esire to see my noble Daughter and the company and â—ive your Brother joy and then to Seal Boy you do like 〈◊〉 good Brother Lew. Marry does he and he shall have my love for ever â—or't Put to your hand now Not. Here 's the Deed Sir ready Char. No you must pardon me a while I tell ye I am â—n contemplation do not trouble me Bri. Come leave thy Study Charles Char. I 'll leave my life first I study now to be a man â—'ve found it Before what Man was was but my Argument Mir. I like this best of all he has taken fire his dull â—ist flies away Eust Will you write Brother Char. No Brother no I have no time for poor things â—'m taking the height of that bright Constellation Bri. I say you trifle time Son Char. I will not seal Sir I am your Eldest and I 'll keep my Birth-right for Heaven forbid I should become example Had y'only shew'd me Land I had deliver'd it and been a proud man to have paâ—ted with it 't is dirt and labour Do I speak right Uncle Mir. Bravely my Boy and bless thy tongue Char. I 'll forward but you have open'd to me such a treasure I find my mind free Heaven direct my fortune Mir. Can he speak now Is this a son to sacrifice Char. Such an inimitable piece of Beauty that I have studied long and now sound only that I 'll part sooner with my soul of Reason and be a Plant a Beast a Fish a Flie and only make the number of things up than yield to one foot of Land if she be ti'd to 't Lew. He speaks unhappily Ang. And methinks bravely This the meer Scholar Eust You but vex your self Brother and vex your study too Char. Go you and study for 't is time young Eustace you want both man and manners I 've study'd both although I made no shew on 't Go turn the Volumes over I have read eat and digest them that they may grow in thee wear out the tedious night with thy dim Lamp and sooner lose the day than leave a doubt Distil the sweetness from the Poets Spring and learn to love thou know'st not what fair is Traverse the stories of the great Heroes the wise and civil lives of good men walk through thou hast seen nothing but the face of Countrys and brought home nothing but their empty words why shouldst thou wear a Jewel of this worth that hast no worth within thee to preserve her Beauty clear and fair Where the Air Rather like a perfume dwells Where the Violet and the Rose The blew Veins in blush disclose And come to honour nothing else Where to live near And planted there Is to live and still live new Where to gain a favour is More than light perpetual bliss Make me live by serving you Dear again back recall To this light A stranger to himself and all Both the wonder and the story Shall be yours and eke the glory I am your servant and your thrall Mir. Speak such another Ode and take all yet What say ye to the Scholar now Ang. I wonder is he your Brother Sir Eust Yes would he were buried I fear he 'll make an Ass of me a younger Ang. Speak not so softly Sir 't is very likely Bri. Come leave your sinical talk and let 's dispatch Charles Char. Dispatch what Bri. Why the Land Char. You are deceiv'd Sir Now I perceive what 't is that wooes a woman and what maintains her when she 's woo'd I 'll stop here A wilful poverty ne'er made a Beauty nor want of means maintain'd it vertuously though land and moneys be no happiness yet they are counted good additions That use I 'll make he that neglects a blessing though he want a present knowledge how to use it neglects himself May be I have done you wrong Lady whose love and hope went hand in hand together may be my Brother that has long expected the happy hour and bless'd my ignorance pray give me leave Sir I shall clear all doubts why did they shew me you pray tell me that Mir. He 'll talk thee into a pension for thy knavery Char. You happy you why did you break unto me The Rosie suâ—ed morn ne'er broke so sweetly I am a man and have deâ—â—tes within me affections too though they were drown'd a while and lay dead till the Spring of beauty rais'd them till I saw those eyes I was
break your sleeps Of if you do but slumber I 'le appear In the shape of all my wrongs and like a fury Fright you to madness and if all this fail To work out my revenge I have friends and kinsmen That will not sit down tame with the disgrace That 's offer'd to our noble familie In what I suffer Hen. How am I divided Between the duties I owe as a Husband And pietie of a Parent Asc I am taught Sir By the instinct of nature that obedience Which bids me to prefer your peace of mind Before those pleasures that are dearest to me Be wholly hers my Lord I quit all parts That I may challenge may you grow old together And no distaste e're find you and before The Characters of age are printed on you May you see many Images of your selves Though I like some false glass that 's neverlook'd in Am cast aside and broken from this hour Unless invited which I dare not hope for I never will set my forbidden feet Over your threshold only give me leave Though cast off to the world to mention you In my devotions 't is all I sue for And so I take my last leave Hen. Though I am Devoted to a wife nay almost sold A slave to serve her pleasures yet I cannot So part with all humanity but I must Shew something of a Father thou shalt not goe Unfurnish'd and unfriended too take that To guard thee from necessities may thy goodness Meet many favours and thine innocence Deserve to be the heir of greater fortunes Than thou wer 't born to Scorn me not Violante This banishment is a kind of civil death And now as it were at his funeral To shed a tear or two is not unmanly And so farewel for ever one word more Though I must never see thee my Ascanio When this is spent for so the Judge decreed Send to me for supply are you pleas'd now Vio. Yes I have cause to see you howl and blubber At the parting of my torment and your shame 'T is well proceed supply his wants doe doe Let the great dower I brought serve to maintain Your Bastards riots send my Clothes and Iewels To your old acquaintaince your dear dame his Mother Now you begin to melt I know 't will follow Hen. Is all I doe misconstru'd Viol. I will take A course to right my self a speeding one By the bless'd Saints I will if I prove cruel The shame to see thy foolish pity taught me To lose my natural softness keep off from me Thy flatteries are infectious and I 'le flee thee As I would doe a Leper Hen. Let not fury Transport you so you know I am your Creature All love but to your self with him hath left me â—le joyn with you in any thing Viol. In vain â—'le take mine own waies and will have no partners Hen. I will not cross you Viol. Do not they shall find That to a Woman of her hopes beguil'd A Viper trod on or an Aspick 's mild Exeunt SCENA II. Enter Lopez Milanes Arsenio Lop. Sits the game there I have you by mine order 〈◊〉 love Leandro for 't Mil. But you must shew it â—n lending him your help to gain him means And opportunity Lop. He shall want nothing 〈◊〉 know my Advocate to a hair and what Will fetch him from his Prayers if he use any I am honyed with the project I would have him horn'd For a most precious Beast Ars But you lose time Lop. I am gone instruct you Diego you will find him A sharp and subtle Knave give him but hints And he will amplifie See all things ready â—'le fetch him with a vengeance Exit Ars If he fail now We 'll give him over too Mil. Tush he is flesh'd And knows what vein to strike for his own credit Ars All things are ready Mil. Then we shall have a merry Scene ne're fear it Exeunt SCENA III. Enter Amaranta with a note and Moor. Amar. Is thy Master gone out Moor. Even now the Curate fetch'd him About a serious business as it seem'd For he snatch'd up his Cloak and brush'd his Hat straight Set his Band handsomely and out he gallop'd Amar. 'T is well 't is very well he went out Egla As luckily as one would say go Husband He was call'd by providence sling this short Paper Into Leandro's Cell and waken him He is monstrous vexed and musty at my Chess-play But this shall supple him when he has read it Take your own Recreation for two hours And hinder nothing Moor. If I do I 'll hang for 't Exeunt SCENA IV. Enter Octavio Jacintha Octa. If that you lov'd Ascanio for himself And not your private ends you rather should Bless the fair opportunity that restores him To his Birth-right and the Honours he was born to Than grieve at his good Fortune Jac. Grieve Octavio I would resign my Essence that he were As happy as my love could fashion him Though every blessing that should fall on him Might prove a curse to me my sorrow springs Out of my fear and doubt he is not safe I am acquainted with Don Henrique's nature And I have heard too much the fiery temper Of Madam Violante can you think That she that almost is at war with Heaven For being barren will with equal eyes Behold a Son of mine Octa. His Father's care That for the want of Issue took him home Though with the forfeiture of his own same Will look unto his safety Jac. Step-mothers Have many eyes to find a way to mischief Though blind to goodness Enter Jamie and Ascanio Octa. Here comes Don Jamie And with him our Ascanio Jam. Good youth leave me I know thou art forbid my company And only to be seen with me will call on Thy Fathers anger Ars Sir if that to serve you Could lose me any thing as indeed it cannot I still would follow you Alas I was born To do you hurt but not to help my self I was for some particular end took home But am cast off again Jam. Is' t possible Asc The Lady whom my Father calls his Wife Abhors my sight is sick of me and forc'd him To turn me out of doors Jac. By my best hopes I thank her cruelty for it comes near A saving Charity Asc I am only happy That yet I can relieve you 'pray you share My Father's wondrous kind and promises That I should be supplied but sure the Lady Is a malicious Woman and I fear Means me no good Enter Servant Jam. I am turn'd a stone with wonder And know not what to think Ser. From my Lady Your private ear and this Jam. New Miracles Ser. She says if you dare make your self a Fortune She will propose the means my Lord Don Henrique Is now from home and she alone expects you If you dare trust her so if not despair of A second offer Exit Jam. Though there were an Ambash Laid for my life I 'le on and found this secret
down what use of these or what joy in Annuities where every man 's thy study and thy Tenant I am ashamed on thee Lan. Yes I have seen this fellow there 's a wealthy Widow hard by Val. Yes marry is there Lan. I think he 's her servant or I am couzen'd else I am sure on 't Fran. I am glad on 't Lan. She 's a good Woman Fran. I am gladder Lan. And young enough believe Fran. I am gladder of all Sir Val. Frank you shall lye with me soon Fran. I thank my money Lan. His money shall lie with me three in a Bed Sir will be too much this weather Val. Meet me at the Mermaid and thou shalt see what things Lan. Trust to your self Sir Exeunt Fran. and Val. Enter Fount Bella. and Valentine Fount O Valentine Val. How now why do you look so Bella. The Widow 's going man Val. Why let her go man Hare She 's going out o' th' Town Val. The Town 's the happier I would they were all gone Fount We cannot come to speak with her Val. Not to speak to her Bel. She will be gone within this hour either now Val. Fount Hare Now now now good Val. Val. I had rather march i' th' mouth o' th' Cannon but adiew if she be above ground go away to your prayers away I say away she shall be spoken withall Exeunt Enter Shorthose with one boot on Roger and Humphrey Rog. She will go Shorthose Short Who can help it Roger Raph. within Help down with the hangings Rog. By and by Raph. I am making up o' th' trunks here Raph. Shorthose Short Well Raph. Who looks to my Ladys wardrobe Humphrey Hum. Here. Raph. Down with the boxes in the gallery and bring away he Coach cushions Short Will it not rain no conjuring abroad nor no devices to stop this journey Rog. Why go now why now why o' th' sudden now what preparation what horses have we ready what provision laid in i'th'Country Hum. Not an egge I hope Rog. No nor one drop of good drink boyes there 's the devil Short I heartily pray the malt be musty and then we must come up again Hum. What sayes the Steward Rog. He 's at 's wits end for some four hours since out of his haste and providence he mistook the Millars mangie mare for his own nagge Short And she may break his neck and save the journy Oh London how I love thee Hum. I have no boots nor none I 'le buy or if I had refuse me if I would venture my ability before a Cloak-Bag men are men Short For my part if I be brought as I know it will be aimed at to carry any duâ—ty dairy Cream-pot or any gentle Lady of the Laundry Chambring or wantonness behind my Gelding with all her Streamers Knapsacks Glasses Gugawes as if I were a running slippery I 'le give 'em leave to out my girts and slay me I 'le not be troubled with their Distibations at every half miles end I understand my self and am resolved Hum. To morrow night at Olivers who shall be there boys who shall meet the wenches Rog. The well brew'd stand of Ale we should have met at Short These griefs like to another Tale of Troy would mollifie the hearts of barbarous people and Tom Butcher weep Aeneas enters and now the town 's lost Raph. Well whither run you my Lady is mad Short I would she were in Bedlam Raph. The carts are come no hands to help to load ' em the stuff lies in the hall the plate Within Widow Why knaves there where be these idle fellows Short Shall I ride with one Boot Wid. Why where I say Raph. Away away it must be so Short O for a tickling storm to last but ten days Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Isabella and Luce. Luc. BY my troth Mistris I did it for the best Isab It may be so but Luce you have a tongue a dish of meat in your mouth which if it were minced Lâ—â—â— would do a great deal better Luce. I protest Mistress Isab It will be your own one time or other Walter Walter within Anon forsooth Isab Lay my hat ready my fan and cloak you are so 〈◊〉 of providence and Walter tuck up my little bow behâ—â—â— the Coach and bid my maid make ready my sweet seâ—â—â— to your good Lady Mistress and my dog good let 〈◊〉 Coachman carry him Luce. But hear me Isab I am in love sweet Luce and you are so skilfull tâ— I must needs undo my self and hear me let Oliver pacâ—â— my Glass discreetly and see my Curles well carried 〈◊〉 sweet Luce you have a tongue and open tongues have â—pâ—â— you know what Luce. Luce. Pray you be satisfied Isab Yes and contented too before I leave you there 's a Roger which some call a Butcher I speak of certainties I do not sish Luce nay do not stare I have a tongue can take too and a Green Chamber Luce a back door opens to a long Gallerie there was a night Luce do you perceive 〈◊〉 you perecive me yet O do you blush Luce a Friday night I saw your Saint Luce for t'other box of Marmalade 〈◊〉 thine sweet Roger this I heard and kept too Luce. E'ne as you are a woman Mistress Isab This I allow as good and Physical sometime tâ—â—â—â— meetings and for the cheering of the heart but Luce to have your own turn served and to your friend to be a dogbolt Luce. I confess it Mistress Isab As you have made my sister jealous of me are foolishly and childishly pursued it I have found out yâ—â— haunt and traced your purposes for which mine hoâ—â—â— suffers your best waies must be applied to bring her 〈◊〉 again and seriously and suddenly that so I may hare a means to clear my self and she a fair opinion of me 〈◊〉 you peevish Luce. My power and prayers Mistress Isab What 's the matter Enter Shorthose and Widow Short I have been with the Gentleman he has it mâ—â—â— good may do him with it Wid. Come are you ready you love so to delay time the day grows on Isab I have sent for a few trifles when those are coâ—â— And now I know your reason Wid. Know your own honour then about your businss 〈◊〉 the Coach ready presently I 'le tell you more then Ex. Luce and Shorthose And understand it well you must not think your sister 〈◊〉 tender eyed as not to see your follies alas I know your heart and must imagine and truly too 't is not your charitie 〈◊〉 coin such sums to give away as you have done in that yâ—â— have no wisdom Isabel no nor modesty where nobler 〈◊〉 are at home I tell you I am ashamed to find this in yoâ— years far more in your discretion none to chuse but thâ—â— for pity none to seal your thoughts on but one of no â—ding of no name nothing to bring you to but this 〈◊〉 and hunger A jolly Joynture sister you
Widow and Ralph with a torch Isab My sister as I live your Brother with her sure I â—hink you are the Kings takers Vnc. Now it works Val. Nay you shall know I am a man Wid. I think so Val. And such proof you shall have Wid. I pray speak softly Val. I 'le speak it out Widow yes and you shall confess too I am no Nurse-child I went for a man a good one if you can beat me out o' th' pit Wid. I did but jest with you Val. I 'le handle you in earnest and so handle you Nay when my credit calls Wid. Are you mad Val. I am mad I am mad Fran. Good morrow Sir I like your preparation Val. Thou hast been at it Frank. Fran. Yes faith 't is done Sir Val. Along with me then never hang an arfâ— widow Isab 'T is to no purpose sister Val. Well said Black-brows advance your torches Gentlemen Vnc. Yes yes Sir Val. And keep your ranks Mer. Lance carrie this before him Vnc. Carrie it in state Enter Musicians Fount Hare Bel. Val. What are you Musicians I know your coming and what are those behind you Musi Gentlemen that sent us to give the Lady a good morrow Val. O I know them come boy sing the song I taught you And sing it lustily come forward Gentlemen you 're welcom Welcom now we are all friends go get the Priest ready And let him not be long we have much business Come Frank rejoyce with me thou hast got the start boy But I 'le so tumble after come my friends lead Lead cheerfully and let your Fiddles ring boyes My follies and my fancies have an end here Display the morgage Lance Merchant I 'le pay you And every thing shall be in joynt again Vnc. Afore afore Val. And now confess and know Wit without Money sometimes gives the blow Exeunt BEGGARS BUSH A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Wolfort an usurper of the Earldom of Flanders Gerrard falsely called Clause King of the Beggars Father in Law to Florez Hubert an honest Lord a friend to Gerrard Florez falsely called Goswin a rich Merchant of Bruges Hempskirke a Captain under Wolford a Courtier inhabitants of Flanders Herman A Merchant Vandunke a drunken Merchant friend to Gerrard falsely called Father to Bertha of Bruges Vanlock and 4 Merchants Three Knavish Beggars Higgen Prigg Snapp Two Gentlemen disguised under tho's names of Gerrard's party Ferret Ginkes Clown Boores. Servants Guard A Sailor WOMEN Jaculin Daughter to Gerrard beloved of Hubert Bertha called Gertrude Daughter to the Duke of Brabant Mistress to Florez Margaret Wife to Vandunke Mrs Frances a frow Daughter to Vanlock The Scene Flanders Actus primus Scena prima Enter a Merchant and Herman Mer. IS he then taken Her And brought back even now Sir Mer. He was not in disgrace Her No man more lov'd Nor more deserv'd it being the only man That durst be honest in this Court Mer. Indeed We have heard abroad Sir that the State hath suffered A great change since the Countesses death Her It hath Sir Mer. My five years absence hath kept me a stranger So much to all the occurents of my Country As you shall bind me for some short relation To make me understand the present times Her I must begin then with a War was made And seven years with all cruelty continued Upon our Flanders by the Duke of Brabant The cause grew thus during our Earls minority Wolfort who now usurps was employed thither To treat about a match between our Fail And the Daughter and Heir of Brabant during which treaty The Brabander pretends this Daughter was Stoln from his Court by practice of our State Though we are all confirm'd 't was a sought quarrel To lay an unjust gâ—ipe upon this Earldom It being here believ'd the Duke of Brabant Had no such loss This War upon 't proclaim'd Our Earl being then a Child although his Father Good Gerrard liv'd yet in respect he was Chosen by the Countesses favour for her Husband And but a Gentleman and Florez holding His right unto this Country from his Mother The State thought fit in this defensive War Wolfort being then the only man of mark To make him General Mer. Which place we have heard He did discharge with houour Her I so long And with so blest successes that the Brabander Was forc't his treasures wasted and the choice Of his best men of Armes tyr'd or cut off To leave the field and sound a base retreat Back to his Country but so broken both In mind and means er'e to make head again That hitherto he sits down by his loss Not daring or for honour or revenge Again to tempt his fortune But this Victory More broke our State and made a deeper hurt In Flanders than the greatest overthrow She ever receiv'd For Wolfort now beholding Himself and actions in the flattering glass Of self-deservings and that cherish't by â—e strong assurance of his power for then 〈◊〉 Captains of the Army were his creatures â—e common Souldier too at his devotion â—de so by full indulgence to their rapines â—d secret bounties this strength too well known â—d what it could effect soon put in practice 〈◊〉 further'd by the Child-hood of the Earl â—d their improvidence that might have pierc't â—e heart of his designs gave him occasion â— seize the whole and in that plight you find it Mer. Sir I receive the knowledge of thus much â— a choice favour from you Her Only I must add â—â—es holds out Mer. Whither Sir I am going â—t there last night I had a ship put in â—d my Horse waits me Exit Her I wish you a good journey Enter Wolfort Hubert Wol. What Hubert stealing from me who disarm'd him 〈◊〉 was more than I commanded take your sword â—m best guarded with it in your hand â—ave seen you use it nobly Hub. And will turn it 〈◊〉 my own bosom ere it shall be drawn 〈◊〉 worthily or rudely Wol. Would you leave me Without a farewel Hubert slie a friend â—nwearied in his study to advance you â—hat have I e're possess'd which was not yours 〈◊〉 either did not court you to command it â—ho ever yet arriv'd to any grace â—eward or trust from me but his approaches â—ere by your fair reports of him prefer'd â—d what is more I made my self your Servant 〈◊〉 making you the Master of those secrets Which not the rack of Conscience could draw from me â—or I when I askt mercy trust my prayers with â—et after these assurances of love â—hese tyes and bonds of friendship to forsake me â—orsake me as an enemy come you must â—ve me a reason Hub. Sir and so I will I may do 't in private and you hear it Wol. All leave the room you have your will sit down â—nd use the liberty of our first friendship Hub. Friendship when you prov'd Traitor first that vanish'd â—or do I owe you any thought but hate â—now my flight hath forfeited my head â—nd
Gâ—â— No 〈◊〉 Ger. Is' t the delay of that yâ— long have look'd for A happy marriage now I come to urge it Now when you please to finish it Gâ—s No News yet Ger. Do you hear Sir Gâ—s Yes Ger. Do you love me Gâ—s Have I liv'd â—â— all thâ— happiness â—ortune could seat me 〈…〉 fair opinions Gâ—â— I have provided A 〈◊〉 that 's ready for uâ— Gâ—â— And 〈◊〉 the Devil 〈…〉 that Devil Chance devour me Gâ—â— We 'll â—y to what place you please Gâ—â— No Stâ—â— pâ—osperous 〈…〉 swoop Gâ—â— Youâ—â—or â— love me Gâ—swin You wiâ—l not look upon me Gâ—◠〈…〉 Prayers 〈◊〉 up to Heavâ—n with such a zeal as mine are 〈◊〉 like lazy mâ—sts and never prosper 〈◊〉 I must wâ—â—â— and cold must be my comfort â—â—â—â—nâ—ss and want of mâ—at alas she wâ—â—ps too Which is the tâ—p of all my sorrows Gertrude Gâ—â— No no you will not know me my poor beauty Which â—as been worth your eyes Gâ—s â—he time grows on still And 〈…〉 tumblâ—ng wave I see my ruine 〈◊〉 â—owâ—ing over me Gâ—â— Yet wiâ—l ye know me Gâ—s 〈…〉 hundred thousand Crowns Gâ—â— Yet will ye love me Tell mâ— but how I have deserv'd your slighting G ◠〈◊〉 hundred thousand Crowns Ger 〈◊〉 Dâ—ssembler Ges Of which I have scarce ten O how it starts me Gâ—â— And may the next you love heaâ—ing my ruine Gâ—◠〈…〉 forget my 〈◊〉 O my best Gertrude Crownâ—d my â—â—â—s and comforts Gâ—◠〈◊〉 what aâ—â—s ye I thought 〈◊〉 aâ—l been â—ext with me Gâ—â— My mind Wench 〈…〉 with sorrow 〈◊〉 my memory Gâ—◠〈…〉 of the knowledg of it 〈…〉 youâ— sorrows 〈…〉 you love no other Woman Gâ—â— No I 〈◊〉 Gâ—â— You â—â—ve no fâ—â—ps lost lately Gâ—◠〈…〉 I know oâ— Gâ—◠〈…〉 no blood whose innocence 〈…〉 this your conscience Gâ—◠〈◊〉 by Heaven Gâ—â— Why should you â—e thus then Gos Good Gertrude ask not Ev'n by the love you bear me Ger. I am obedient Gos Go in my fair I will not be long from ye Nor long I fear me with thee At my return Dispose me as you please Ger. The good gods guide ye Gâ—s Now for my self which is the least I hope 〈◊〉 And when that fails for mans worst fortune pity 〈◊〉 Actus quarius Scena prima Enter Goswin and 4. Merchants Gos WHy gentle men 't is but a week more I 〈…〉 But 7. short days I am not running frâ—◠〈◊〉 Nor iâ— you give me patience is it possible All my adventures fail you have ships abroad â—nâ—ure the beating both of Wind and Weather I am sure 't would vex your hearts to be protested Ye are all fair Merchants 1 Mer. Yes and must have fair play There is no living here else one hour's failing Fails us of all our friends of all our credits For my part I would stay but my wants tell me I must wrong others in 't Gos No mercy in ye 2 Mer. 'T is foolish to depend on others mercy Keep your self right and even cut your cloth Sir According to your calling you have liv'd here In Lord-like Prodigality high and open And now ye find what 't is the liberal spending The Summer of your Youth which you should glâ—an iâ— And like the labouring Ant make use and gain of Has brought this bitter stormy Winter on ye And now you cry 3 Mer. Alas before your Poverty We were no men of no mark no endeavour You stood alone took up all trade all business Running through your hands scarce a Sail at Sea But loaden with your Goods we poor weak Pedlers When by your leave and much intreaty to it We could have stowage for a little Cloath Or a few Wines put off and thank your Worship Lord how the World 's chang'd with ye now I hope 〈◊〉 We shall have Sea-room Gos Is my misery Become my scorn too have ye no humanity No part of men left are all the Bounties in me To you and to the Town turn'd my reproaches 4 Mer. Well get your moneys ready 't is but 2 hours We shall protest ye else and suddenly Gos But two days 1 Mer. Not an hour ye know the hazard Exâ—â—â— Gos How soon my light 's put out I hard hearted Brâ—â—â— Within thy Walls may never honest Merchant Venture his fortunes more O my poor Wench too Enter Gerrard Ger. Good fortune Master Gos Thou mistak'st me Clause I am not worth thy Blessing Ger. Still a sad man Enter Higgen and Prigg like Portâ—â—s No belief gentle Master come bring it in then And now believe your Beadsman Gos Is this certain Or dost thou work upon my troubled sense Ger. 'T is gold Sir Take it and try it Gos Certainly 't is treasure 〈◊〉 there be yet this Blessing Ger. Cease your wonder You shall not sink for ne'r a sowst Flap-dragon 〈…〉 a pickl'd Pilcher of 'em all Sir Is there your full sum a hundred thousand crowns 〈◊〉 good sweet Master now be merry pay 'em 〈…〉 poor pelting Knaves that know no goodness 〈…〉 hear your heart up handsomely â—â—s Good Clause 〈◊〉 cam'st thou by this mighty Sum if naughtily 〈◊〉 must not it take it of thee 't will undo me Ger. Fear not you have it by as honest means â—s though your father gave it Sir you know not To what a mass the little we get daily Mounts in seven years we beg it for Heavens charity And to the same good we are bound to render it Gos What great security Ger. Away with that Sir â—ere not ye more than all the men in Bruges And all the money in my thoughts Ges But good Clause 〈◊〉 may dye presently Ger. Then this dies with ye Pay when you can good Master I 'll no Parchments Only this charity I shall entreat you Leave me this Ring Gos Alas it is too poor Clause Ger. 'T is all I ask and this withal that when 〈◊〉 shall deliver this back you shall grant me Freely one poor petition Ges There I confirm it Gives the Ring And may my faith forsake me when I shun it Ger. Away your time draws on Take up the money And follow this young Gentleman Gos Farewell Clause And may thy honest memory live for ever Ger. Heaven bless you and still keep you farewel Master Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Hubert Hub. I have lockt my Youth up close enough for gadding In â—n old Tree and set watch over him Enter Jaculin Now for my Love for sure this Wench must be she She follows me Come hither pretty Minche Jac. No no you 'll kiss Hub. So I will Jac. Y'ded law How will ye kiss me pray you Hub. Thus soft as my loves lips Jac. Oh! Hub. What 's your Father's name Jac. He 's gone to Heaven Hub. Is it not Gerrard Sweet Jac. I 'll stay no longer My Mother 's an old Woman and my Brother Was drown'd at Sea with catching Cockles O Love O how my heart melts in me how thou fir'st me Hub. 'T is certain she pray let me see your hand Sweet Jac.
above twenty times And yet I know not what a Devil 's in 't I crawled away and lived again still I am hurt plaguiâ—y But now I have nothing near so much pain Colonel They have sliced me for that maladie Dem. All the young men lost Lie I am glad you are here but they are all i' th' poundâ—â— They 'l never ride o're other mens corn again I take it Such frisking and such flaunting with their feathers And such careering with their Mistres favours And here must he be pricking out for honour And there got he a knock and down goes pilgarlick Commends his soul to his she-saint and Exit Another spurs in there cryes make room villains I am a Lord scarce spoken but with reverence A Rascal takes him o're the face and fells him There lyes the Lord the Lord be with him Leo. Now Sir Do you find this truth Dem. I would not Lieu. Pox upon it They have such tender bodies too such Culisses That one good handsom blow breaks 'em a pieces Leo. How stands the Enemy Lieu. Even cool enough too For to say truth he has been shrewdly heated The Gentleman no doubt will fall to his jewlips Leo. He marches not i' th' tail on 's Lieu. No plague take him He 'l kiss our tails as soon he looks upon us As if he would say if ye will turn again friends We will belabor you a little better And beat a little more care into your coxcombs Now shall we have damnable Ballads out against us Most wicked madrigals and ten to one Colonel Sung to such lowsie lamentable tunes Leo. Thou art merry How e're the game goes good Sir be not troubled A better day will draw this back again Pray go and cheer those left and lead 'em off They are hot and weary Dem. I 'le doe any thing Leo. Lieutenant send one presently away Toth ' King and let him know our state and hark ye Be sure the messenger advise his Majestie To comfort up the Prince he 's full of sadness Lieu. When shall I get a Surgeon this hot weather Unless I be well pepper'd I shall stink Colonel Leo. Go I 'le prepare thee one Lieu. If ye catch me then Fighting again I 'le eat hay with a horse Eâ—â— SCENA III. Enter Leucippe reading and two Maids at a Table writing Leu. Have ye written to Merione 1 Ma. Yes Madam Leu. And let her understand the hopes she has If she come speedilie 1 Ma. All these are specified Leu. And of the chain is sent her And the rich stuff to make her shew more handsom here 1 Maid All this is done Madam Leu. What have you dispatcht there 2 Maid A letter to the Country maid and 't please ye Leu. A pretty girle but peevish plaguy peevish Have ye bought the embroydered gloves and that purse 〈…〉 And the new Curle 2 Maid They are ready packt up Madam Leu. Her maiden head will yield me let me see now She is not fifteen they say for her complexion Cloe Cloe Cloe here I have her Cloe the Daughter of a Country Gentleman Her age upon fifteen now her complexion A lovely brown here 't is eyes black and rolling The body neatly built she strikes a Lute well â—gs most inticingly these helps consider'd â—r maiden-head will amount to some three hundred 〈◊〉 three hundred and fifty Crowns 't will bear it handsomly â—r Father's poor some little share deducted â—o buy him a hunting Nag I 't will be pretty â—â—o takes care of the Merchants Wife 1 Ma. I have wrought her Leu. You know for whom she is 1 Ma. Very well Madam â—hough very much ado I had to make her â—pprehend that happiness Leu. These Kind are subtile â—d she not cry and blubber when you urg'd her 1 Ma. O most extreamly and swore she would rather perish Leu. Good signs very good signs â—mptoms of easie nature â—â—d she the Plate 1 Ma. She lookt upon 't and left it â—â—d turn'd again and view'd it Leu. Very well still 1 Ma. At length she was content to let it lye there â—ll I call'd for 't or so Leu. She will come 1 Ma. Do you take me â—r such a Fool I would part without that promise Leu. The Chamber 's next the Park 1 Ma. The Widow Madam â—ou bad me look upon Leu. Hang her she is musty â—e is no mans meat besides she 's poor and sluttish 〈◊〉 here lyes old Thisbe now you are so long now 2 Ma. Thisbe Thisbe Thisbe agent Thisbe O I have her â—e lyes now in Nicopolis Leu. Dispatch a Packet â—nd tell her her Superiour here commands her â—â—e next month not to fail but see deliver'd â—ere to our use some twenty young and handsom â—s a â—able Maids for the Court service â—s she will answer it we are out of beauty â—â—rly out and rub the time away here â—ith such blown stuff I am asham'd to send it â—ho's that look out to your business Maid Knock within â—here's nothing got by idleness there is a Lady â—hich if I can but buckle with Altea â— A A A Altea young and married â—nd a great lover of her husband well â—ot to be brought to Court say ye so I am sorry â—he Court shall be brought to you then how now who is' t 1 Ma. An ancient woman with a maid attending â— pretty Girl but out of Cloaths for a little money 〈◊〉 seems she would put her to your bringing up Madam Enter Woman and Phebe Leu. Let her come in Would you ought with us good woman 〈◊〉 pray be short we are full of business Wo. I have a tender Girl here an 't please your honour Leu. Very well Wom. That hath a great desire to serve your worship Leu. It may be so I am full of Maids Wom. She is young forsooth â—nd for her truth and as they say her bearing Leu. Ye say well come ye hither maid let me feel your pulse â—is somewhat weak but Nature will grow stronger â—et me see your leg she treads but low i' th' Pasterns Wom. A cork Heel Madam Leu. We know what will do it â—ithout your aim good woman what do you pitch her at â—he's but a slight toy cannot hold out long Wom. Even what you think is meet Leu. Give her ten Crowns we are full of business â—he is a poor Woman let her take a Cheese home â—nter the wench i' th' Office Ex. Wom. and 1 Ma. 2 Ma. What 's your name Sister Phe. Phebe forsooth Leu. A pretty name 't will do well Go in and let the other Maid instruct you Phebe Ex. Phe. Let my old Velvet skirt be made fit for her I 'll put her into action for a Wast-coat And when I have rigg'd her up once this small Pinnace Shall fail for Gold and good store too who 's there Lord shall we never have any ease in this world Knock within Still troubled still molested what would you have Enter Menippe I cannot furnish you faster than I am able And
will obtain her I am ashes else Are all the Philtâ—rs in Charms Powder Roots Mag. They are all in and now I only stay The invocation of some helping Spirits Ant. To your work then and dispatch Mag. Sit still and fear not Leu. I shall ne'r endure these fights Ant. Away with the Woman go wait without Leu. When the Devil 's gone pray call me Exit Ant. Be sure you make it powerful enough Mag. Pray doubt not He Conjures A SONG Rise from the Shades below All you that prove The helps of looser Love Rise and bestow Vpon this Cup what ever may compel By powerful Charm and unresisted Spell A Heart unwarm'd to melt in Loves desires Distill into this Liquor all your fires Heats longings tears But keep back frozen fears That she may know that has all power defied Art is a power that will not be denied The ANSWER I Obey I Obey And am come to view the day Brought along all may compel All the Earth has and our Hell Here 's a little little Flower This will make her sweat an hour Then unto such flames arise A thousand joys will not suffice Here 's the powder of the Moon With which she caught Endymion The powerful tears that Venus cryed When the Boy Adonis dyed Here 's Medea's Charm with which Jasons heart she did bewitch Omphale this Spell put in When she made the Libyan spin This dull root pluckt from Lethe flood Puâ—ges all pure thoughts and good These I stir thus round round round Whilst our light feet beat the ground Mag. Now Sir 't is full and whosoever drinks this Shall violently dâ—at upon your person And never sleep nor eat unsatisfied So many hours 't will work and work with Violence And those expired 't is done You have my art Sir Enter Leucippe Ant. See him rewarded liberally Leucippe Here take this bowl and when she calls for Wine next Be sure you give her this and see her drink it Delay no time when she calls next Leu. I shall Sir Ant. Let none else touch it on your life Leu. I am charg'd Sir Ant. Now if she have an antidote art let her ' scape me Exeunt Enter Leontius Lieutenant Gent. 1 Gent There 's the door Lieutenant if you dare do any thing Leo. Here 's no man waits 1 Gent. H' as given a charge that none shall Nor none shall come within the hearing of him Dare ye go forward Lieu. Let me put on my Skull first My head 's almost beaten into th' pap of an Apple Are there no Guns i' th' door Leo. The Rogue will do it And yet I know he has no Stomach to 't Lieu. What loop-holes are there when I knock for stoâ—â—â— For those may pepper me I can perceive none Leo. How he views the Fortification Lieu. Farewel Gentlemen If I be kill'd Leo. We 'll see thee buried bravely Lieu. Away how should I know that then I 'll knock softly Pray heaven he speak in a low voice now to comfort me I feel I have no heart to 't Is' t well Gentlemen Colonel my Troop Leo. A little louder Lieu. Stay stay Here is a window I will see stand wide By he 's charging of a Gun Leo. There 's no such matter There 's no body in this room Lieu. O 't was a fire-shovel Now I 'll knock louder if he say who 's there As sure he has so much manners then will I answer him So finely demurely my Troop Colonel knocks louder 1 Gent. Knock louder Fool he hears not Lieu. You fool do you Do and you dare now 1 Gent. I do not undertake it Lieu. Then hold your peace and meddle with your oâ—â— matters Leo. Now he will knock Knocks loudâ—â— Lieu. Sir Sir will 't please you hear Sir Your Grace I 'll look again what 's that Leo. He 's there now Lord How he stares I ne'r yet saw him thus alter'd Stand now and take the Troop Lieu. Would I were in 't And a good horse under me I must knock again The Devil 's at my fingers ends he comes now Now Colonel if I live Leo. The Troop 's thine own Boy Enter Demetrius a Pistol Dem. What desperate fool ambitious of his ruine Lieu. Your Father would desire ye Sir to come to dinner Dem. Thou art no more Lieu. Now now now now Dem. Poor Coxcomb Why do I aim at thee Exit Leo. His fear has kill'd him Enter Leucippe with a Bowl 2 Gent. I protest he 's almost stiff bend him and rub him Hold his Nose close you if you be a woman Help us a little here 's a man near perish'd Leu. Alas alas I have nothing here about me Look to my Bowl I 'll run in presently And fetch some water bend him and set him upwards Leo. A goodly man Exit Here 's a brave heart he 's warm again you shall not Leave us i' th' lurch so Sirrah 2 Gent. Now he breaths too Leo. If we had but any drink to raise his Spirits What 's that i' th' Bowl upon my life good Liquor She would not own it else 1 Gent. He sees Leo. Look up Boy And take this Cup and drink it off I 'll pledge thee Guide it to his mouth he swallows heartily 2 Gent. Oh! fear and sorrow's dry 't is off Leo. Stand up man Lieu. Am I not shot Leo. Away with him and chear him Thou hast won thy Troop Lieu. I think I won it bravely Leo. Go I must see the Prince he must not live thus And let me hear an hour hence from ye Well Sir Exeunt Gent. and Lieu. Enter Leucippe with water Leu. Here here where 's the sick Gentleman Leo. He 's up and gone Lady Leu. Alas that I came so late Leo. He must still thank ye Ye left that in a Cup here did him comfort Leu. That in the Bowl Leo. Yes truly very much comfort He drank it off and after it spoke lustily Leu. Did he drink it all Leo. All off Leu. The Devil choak him â— am undone h' as twenty Devils in him Undone for ever left he none Leo. I think not Leu. No not a drop what shall become of me now Had he no where else to swound a vengeance swound him Undone undone undone stay I can lye yet And swear too at a pinch that 's all my comfort Look to him I say look to him but mark what follows Ex. Enter Demetrius Leo. What a Devil ails the Woman here comes the Prince again With such a sadness on his face as sorrow â—orrow her self but poorly imitates Sorrow of Sorrows on that heart that caus'd it Dem. Why might she not be false and treacherous to me And found so by my Father she was a Woman And many a one of that Sex young and fair As fall of faith as she have fallen and foully Leo. It is a Wench O that I knew the circumstance Dem. Why might not to preserve me from this ruine She having lost her honour and abused me My father
Poor mountain Muscovite congeal'd with cold As Shore toth ' Pilot in a safe known Coast When 's Card is broken and his Rudder lost THE MAD LOVER A TRAGI-COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Astorax King of Paphos Memnon the General and the Mad Lover Polydor Brother to Memnon beloved of Calis two eminent Souldiers Eumenes Polybius Chilax an old merry Souldier Syphax a Souldier in love with the Princess Stremon a Souldier that can sing Demagoras Servant to the General Chirurgion Fool. Page Courtiers WOMEN Calis Sister to the King and Mistris to Memnon Cleanthe Sister to Syphax Lucippe one of the Princesses Women Priest of Venus an old wanton A Nun. Cloe a Camp Baggage The Scene Paphos The principal Actors were Richard Burbadge Robert Benfeild Nathanael Feild Henry Condel John Lowin William Eglestone Richard Sharpe Actus primus Scena prima Flourish Enter Astorax King of Paphos his Sister Calis Tâ—â—â— and Cleanthe Lucippe Gentlewomen at â—â—â— door at the other Eumenes a Souldier Eume. Hâ—alth to my Soveraign King Eumenes welcome Welcome to Paphâ—â— Souldier to our love And that â—aâ— health ye wish us through the Camp May it dispâ—rse it s lf and make all happy How does the General the valiant Memnon And how his Wars Eumenes Eume. The Gods have giv'n you Royal Siâ— a Souldier Better nâ—â—e sâ—ught a dangâ—â— more approv'd In way of Waâ— more master of his fortunes I â—p it in leading 'em in doing valiant In following all his deeds to Victories And holding fortunâ— certain there King O Souldier Thou speak'st a man indeed a Generals General A soul conceiv'd a Souldier Eumen. Ten set Battels Against the strong usurper Diocles Whom long experience had begot a Leader Ambition rais'd too mighty hath your Memnon Won and won gloriously distrest and shook him Even from the head of all his hopes to nothing In three he beat the Thunder-bolt his Brother Forc'd him to wall himself up there not safe Shook him with war like Engins like an Earthquake Till like a Snail he left his shell and crawl'd By night and hideous darkness to destruction Disarm'd for ever rising more Twelve Castles Some thought impregnable Towns twice as many Countries that like the wind knew no command But savage wildness hath this General With loss of blood and youth through Storms and Tempests Call'd to your fair obedience King O my Souldier That thou wert now within my arms what drums Drums within Are those that beat Eumenes Eumen. His my Soveraign Himself i' th' head of conquest drawing home An old man now to offer up his glories And endless conquest at your shrine King Goe all And entertain him with all Ceremonie We 'l keep him now a Courtier Eumen. Sir a strange one Pray God his language bear it by my life Sir He knows no complement nor curious casting Of words into fit places e're he speak 'em He can say fight well fellow and I 'le thank thee He that must eat must fight bring up the rear there Or charge that wing of horse home Flourish King Goe too goe too Enter Memnon and a train of Courtiers and Souldiers two Captains Chilax Valiant and wise are twins Sir welcom welcom Welcom my fortunate and famous General High in thy Princes favour as in fame Welcom to Peace and Paphos Mem. Thank your Grace And would to God my dull tongue had that sweetness To thank you as I should but pardon me My sword and I speak roughly Sir your battels I dare well say I have fought well for I bring ye That lazie end you wish for Peace so fully That no more name of war is who now thinks Sooner or safer these might have been ended Begin 'em if he dare again I 'le thank him Souldier and Souldiers Mate these twenty five years At length your General as one whose merit Durst look upon no less I have waded through Dangers would damp these soft souls but to hear of The maiden heads of thousand lives hang here Sir â—â—â—e which time Prince I know no Court but Marshal â—o oylie language but the shock of Arms No dalliance but with death No lofty measures But weary and sad marches cold and hunger Larums at midnight Valours self would shake at Yet I ne're shrunk Balls of consuming Wildfire That lickt men up like lightning have I laught at And tost 'em back again like childrens trifles Upon the edges of my Enemies swords I have marcht like whirle-winds fury at this hand waiting Death at my right Fortune my forlorn hope When I have grapled with destruction And tug'd with pale fac'd Ruine Night and Mischief Frighted to see a new day break in bloud And every where I conquer'd and for you Sir Mothers have wanted wombs to make me famous And blown ambition dangers Those that griev'd ye I have taken order for i' th' earth those fools That shall hereafter King No more wars my Souldier K. takes Mem. aside and talks with him We must now treat of peace Sir Clean. How he talks How gloriously Cal. A goodly timber'd fellow Valiant no doubt Cle. If valour dwell in vaunting In what a phrase he speaks as if his actions Could be set off in nothing but a noise Sure h 'as a drum in 's mouth Cal. I wonder wenches How he would speak to us Clean. Nothing but Larum Tell us whose throat he cut shew us his sword And bless it for sure biting Lucippe And 't like your Grace I do not think he knows us what we are Or to what end for I have heard his followers Affirm he never saw a woman that exceeded A Sutlers wife yet or in execution Old bedrid Beldames without teeth or tongues That would not flie his furie how he looks Clea. This way devoutly Cal. Sure his Lordship's viewing Our Fortifications Lucip. If he mount at me I may chance choak his Battery Cal. Still his eye Keeps quarter this way Venus grant his valour Be not in love Clean. If he be presently Expect a Herald and a Trumpet with ye To bid ye render we two Perdu's pay for 't else King I 'le leave ye to my sister and these Ladies To make your welcom fuller my good souldier We must now turn your sternness into Courtship When ye have done there to your fair repose Sir Flourish I know you need it Memnon welcom Gentlemen Exit King Luci. Now he begins to march Madam the Van 's yours Keep your ground sure 't is for your spurrs Mem. O Venus Cal. How he stares on me He kneels amaz'd and forgets to speak Clean. Knight him Madam knight him He will grow toth ' ground else Eumenes Speak Sir 't is the Princess 1 Cap. Ye shame your self speak to her Cal. Rise and speak Sir Ye are welcome to the Court to me to all Sir Lucip. Is he not deaf Cal. The Gentleman 's not well Eumen. Fâ—e noble General Lucip. Give him fresh air his colour goes how do ye The Princess will be glad Sir Mem. Peace and hear
sail Jack-Dawes are you alive still Then I see the coast clear when fools and boyes can prosper Enter Fool and Page Page Brave Lieutenant Fool. Hail to the man of worship Chi. You are fine sirs Most passing fine at all points Fool. As ye see Sir Home-bred and handsome we cut not out our clothes Sir At half sword as your Taylors doe and pink 'em With Pikes and Partizans we live retir'd Sir Gentlemen like and Jealous of our honours Chi. Very fine Fool and fine Boy Peace playes with you As the wind playes with Feathers dances ye You grind with all gusts gallants Page We can bounce Sir When you Soldados bend i' th' hams and frisk too Fool. When twenty of your trip coats turn their tippets And your cold sallets without salt or vineger Be wambling in your stomachs hemp and hobnails Will bear no price now hangings and old harness Are like to over-run us Pa. Whores and hot houses Fool. Surgeons and Syringes ring out your sance-bells Page Your Jubile your Jubile Fool. Proh Deum How our St. Georges will bestride the Dragons The red and ramping Dragons Page Advanc't fool Fool. But then the sting i' th' tail boy Page Tanto Melior For so much the more danger the more honour Chi. You 're very pleasant with our occupation Gent. Which very like amongst these fierie Serpents May light upon a Blind-worm of your blood A Mother or a Sister Fool. Mine's past saddle You should be sure of her else but say Sir Huon Now the Drums dubbs and the sticks turn'd bed-staves All the old Foxes hunted to their holes The Iron age return'd to Erebus And Honorificabilitudinit atibus Thrust out o'th'Kingdom by the head and shoulders What trade do you mean to follow Chi. That 's a question Fool. Yes and a learned question if ye mark it Consider and say on Chi. Fooling as thou dost that 's the best trade I take it Fool. Take it straight then For fear your fellows be before ye hark ye Lieutenant Fooling's the thing the thing worth all your fightings When all 's done ye must fool Sir Chi. Well I must then Fool. But do 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 fool at first dash you shall find Sir Strange turnings in this trade to fool is nothing As fooling has been but to fool the fair way The new way as the best men fool their friends For all men get by fooling meerly fooling Desert does nothing valiant wise vertuous Are things that walk by without bread or breeches Chi. I partly credit that Fool. 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 prettily Say his hand slip but say so Chi. Why let it slip then Fool. 'T is ten to one the body shall come after And he that works deserves his wages Chi. That 's true Fool. He riddles finely to a waiting Gentlewoman Expounds dreams like a Prophet dreams himself too And wishes all dreams true they cry Amen And there 's a Memorandum he can sing too Bawdy enough to please old Ladies he lies rarely Pawns 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 Hostess mother these are things now If a man mean to live to fight and swagger Beaten about the Ears with bawling sheepskins Cut to the soul for Summer here an arm lost And there a leg his honourable head Seal'd up in salves and cereclothes like a packet And so sent over to an Hospital stand there charge there Swear there whore there dead there And all this sport for cheese and chines of dog-flesh And mony when two wednesdayes meet together Where to be lowzie is a Gentleman And he that wears a clean shirt has his shrowd on Chi. I 'le be your scholar come if I like fooling Fool. You cannot choose but like it fight you one day I 'le fool another when your Surgeon 's paid And all your leaks stopt see whose stops 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 Lieutenant hang your Iron up We 'l find you cooler wars Chi. Come let 's together I 'le see your tricks and as I like ' em Exeunt Enter Memnon Eumenes and Captains Men. 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 thank your Lordship 2 Capt. But do you mean Mem. I do mean 2 Capt. What Sir Mem. To see her And see thee hang'd too an thou anger'st me And thousands of your throats cut get ye from me Ye keep a prating of your points of manners And fill my head with lowzie circumstances Better have Ballads in 't your courtly worships How to put off my hat you how to turn me And you forsooth to blow my nose discreetly Let me alone for I will love her see her Talk to her and mine own way Eume. She 's the Princess Mem. Why let her be the Devil 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 do not Mem. Ha! Eume. I do not lye Sir I say you want fair language nay 't is certain You cannot say good morrow Mem. Ye Dog whelps The proudest of your prating tongues Eume. Doe kill us Kill us for telling truth for my part General 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 Princess make her sport cry to her I am the glorious man of war Mem. Pray ye leave me I am sorry I was angry I 'le think better Pray no more words Eume. Good Sir Mem. Nay then 2 Capt. We are gone Sir Exeunt Eume. and Capt. Enter Princess Calis Lucippe Cleanthe Cal. How came he hither see for Heavens sake wenches What face and what postures he puts on I do not think he is perfect Mem. walks aside full of strange gestures Cle. If your love Have not betray'd his little wits he 's well enough As well as he will be Cal. Mark how
thee sing much taken He has been with thy battel songs Stre. If Musick Can find his madness I 'le so siddle him That out it shall by th' shoulders Chi. My fine Fidler He 'l sirk you and ye take not heed too 't will be rare sport To see his own trade triumph over him His Lute lac'd to his head â—or creeping hedges For mony there 's none stirring try good Stremon Now what your silver sound can do our voices Are but vain Echoes Stre. Something shall be done Shall make him understand all let 's toth ' Tavern I have some few Crowns lest yet my whistle wet once I 'le pipe him such a Paven Chi. Hold thy head up I 'le cure it with a quart of wine come Coxcomb Come Boy take heed of Napkins Fool. Youl 'd no more acting Cin. No more Chicken Fool. Go then Exeunt omnes Enter Siphax at one door and a Gentleman at the other Si. God save you Sir pray how might I see the Princess Gent. Why very sitly Sir she 's even now ready To walk out this way intoth ' Park stand there Ye cannot miss her sight Sir Si. I much thank ye Exit Gentleman Inter Calis Lucippe and Cleanthe Cal. Let 's have a care for I 'le assure ye Wenches I wou'd not meet him willingly again For though I do not fear him yet his fashion I wou'd not be acquainted much with Cle. Gentle Lady Ye need not fear the walks are view'd and empty But me thinks Madam this kind heart of his Lucip. He 's slow a coming Si. Keep me ye blest Angels What killing power is this Cal. Why dost thou look for 't Dost think he spoke in earnest Lucip. Methinks Madam A Gentleman should keep his word and to a Lady A Lady of your excellencies Cal. Out Fool Send me his heart what should we do with 't dance it Lucip. Dry it and drink it for the Worms Cal. Who 's that What man stands there Clean. Where Cal. There Cle. A Gentleman Which I beseech your grace to honour so much As know him for your servants Brother Cal. Siphax Cle. The same an 't please your grace what does he here Upon what business and I ignorant Cal. He 's grown a handsome Gentleman good Siphax Y' are welcome from the Wars wou'd ye with us Sir Pray speak your will he blushes be not fearfull I can assure ye for your Sisters sake Sir There 's my hand on it Cle. Do you hear Sir Cal. Sure these Souldiers Are all grown senseless Cle. Do ye know where ye are Sir Cal. Tongue-tyed He looks not well too by my life I think Cle. Speak for shame speak Lucip. A man wou'd speak Cal. These Souldiers Are all dumb Saints consider and take time Sir Let 's forward Wenches come his Palat's down Luc. Date these men charge i' th' face of fire and bullets And hang then heads down at a handsome Woman Good master Mars that 's a foul fault Ex. Prin. Lucippe Cle. Fye beast No more my Brother Si. Sister honoured Sister Cle. Dishonoured fool Si. I do confess Cle. Fye on thee Si. But stay till I deliver Cle. Let me go I am asham'd to own thee Si. Fare ye well then Ye must ne're see me more Cle. Why stay dear Siphax My anger 's past I will hear ye speak Si. O Sister Cle. Out with it Man Si. O I have drunk my mischief Cle. Ha what Si. My destruction In at mine eyes I have drunk it O the Princess The rare sweet Princess Cle. How fool the rare Princess Was it the Princess that thou said'st Si. The Princess Cle. Thou dost not love her sure thou darst not Si. Yes by Heaven Cle. 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 kindred And leave 'em slaves and succourless the Princess Why she 's a sacred thing to see and worship Fixt from us as the Sun is high and glorious To be ador'd not doted on desire things possible Thou foolish young man nourish not a hope Will hale thy heart out Si. 'T is my destinie And I know both disgrace and death will quit it If it be known Cle. Pursue it not then Siphax Get thee good wholesome thoughts may nourish thee Go home and pray Si. I cannot Cle. Sleep then Siphax And dream away thy doting Si. I must have her Or you no more your Brother work Cleanthe Work and work speedily or I shall die Wench Cle. Dye then I dare forget farewel Si. Farewel Sister Farewel for ever see me buried Cle. Stay Pray stay he 's all my brothers no way Siphax No other Woman Si. None none she or sinking Cle. Go and hope well my life I 'le venture for thee And all my art a Woman may work miracles No more pray heartily against my fortunes For much I fear a main one Si. I shall do it Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter a Priestess of Venus and a Boy Pri. FInd him by any means and good child tell him He has forgot his old friend give him this And say this night without excuse or business As ever he may find a friend come to me He knows the way and how begon Boy I gallop Exit Boy Enter Cleanthe Cle. I have been looking you Pri. The fair Cleanthe What may your business be Cle. O holy Mother Such business of such strange weight now or never As ye have loved me as ye do or may do When I shall find a fit time Pri. If by my means Your business may be sitted ye know me And how I am tyed unto you be bold Daughter To build your best hopes Cle. O but 't is a strange one Stuck with as many dangers Pri. There 's the working Small things perform themselves and give no pleasures Be confident through death I 'le serve Clea. Here. Pri. Fye no corruption Cle. Take it 't is yours 〈…〉 And goodness is no gall to th' Conscience I know ye have ways to vent it ye may hold it Pr. I 'll keep it for ye when Cle. To morrow morning I 'll visit ye again and when occasion Offers it self Pr. Instruct me and have at ye Cle. Farewel till then be sure Pri. As your own thoughts Lady Cle. 'T is a main work and full of fear Exit Cle. Pri. Fools only Make their effects seem fearful farewell daughter This gold was well got for my old tuff Souldier Now I shall be his sweet again what business Is this she has a foot some lusty lover Beyond her line the young Wench would fain piddle A little to revive her must be thought of 'T is even so she must have it but how by my means A Devil can she drive it I that wait still Before the Goddess giving Oracle How can I profit her 't is her own project And if she cast it false her own fault be it Exit Priest Enter Polydore Eumenes Captains
wondrous gracious to ye Si. Hâ—av'n make me thankful Chi. She would have ye read it He reads Si. Siphax the will of Heaven hath cast me on thee To be thy Wife whose Will must be obey'd Use me with honour I shall love thee dearly And make thee understand thy worths hereafter Convey me to a secret Ceremony That both our hearts and loves may be united And use no Language till before my Brother We both appear where I will shew the Oracle For till that time I am bound I must not answer Si. O happy I Chi. Ye are a made man Si. But Chilax Where are her Women Chi. None but your Graces Sister Because she would have it private to the World yet Knows of this business Si. I shall thank thee Chilax Thou art a careful man Chi. Your Graces Servant Si. I 'll find a fit place for thee Chi. If you will not There 's a good Lady will she points ye forward Away and take your fortune not a word Sir So you are greas'd I hope Ex. Si. and Cloe manet Chilax Enter Stremon Fool and Boy Chi. Stremon Fool Pieus 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 Princess there too Strem. Yes And the strangest Coil amongst 'em She weeps bitterly The King â—â—treats and frowns my Lord like Autumn Drops off his hopes by handfulls all the Temple Sweats with this Agony Chi. Where 's young Polydore Strem. Dead as they said o' th' sudden Chi. Dead Strem. For certain But not yet known abroad Chi. There 's a new trouble A brave young man he was but we must all dye Strem. Did not the General meet you this morning Like a tall Stallion Nun Chi. No more o' that Boy Strem. You had been feâ—â—etting Chi. That 's all one Fool My Master Fool that taught my wits to traffick What has your Wisedom done how have you profited Out with your Audit come you are not empty Put out mine eye with twelve pence do you shaker What think you of this shaking here 's wit Coxcomb Hâ— Bâ—â—sâ— ha my fine Rascals here 's a Ring Pulls out a Purse How â—â—ght they go Fool. O let me ring the sore Bell. And here are thumpers Chiqueens golden rogues Wit wit ye Rascals Fool. I have a Stye here Chilax Chi. I have no Gold to cure it not a penny Not one cross Cavalier we are dull Souldiers Gross heavy-headed fellows fight for Victuals Fool. Why ye are the Spirits of the time Chi. By no means Fool. The valiant firie Chi. Fie fie no. Fool. Be-lee me Sir Chi. I wou'd I cou'd Sir Fool. I will satisfie ye Chi. But I will not content you alas poor Boy Thou shew'st an honest Nature weepst for thy Master There 's a red Rogue to buy thee Handkerchiefs Fool. He was an honest Gentleman I have lost too Chi. You have indeed your labour Fool but Stremon Dost thou want money too no Vertue living No sinking out at fingers ends Strem. It seems so Chi. Will ye all serve me Strem. Yes when ye are Lord General For less I will not go Chi. There 's Gold for thee then Thou hast a Souldiers mind Fool Fool. Here your first man Chi. I will give thee for thy Wit for 't is a fine wit A dainty diving Wit hold up just nothing Go graze i' th' Commons yet I am merciful There 's six pence buy a Saucer steal an old Gown And beg i' th' Temple for a Prophet come away Boys Let 's see how things are carried Fool up Sirrah You may chance get a dinner Boy your preferment I 'll undertake for your brave Masters sake You shall not perish Fool. Chilax Chi. Please me well Fool. And you shall light my pipes away to the Temple But stay the King 's here sport upon sport Boys Enter King Lords Siphax kneeling Cloe with a Vail King What would you have Captain Speak suddenly for I am wondrous busie Si. A pardon Royal Sir King For what Si. For that Which was Heaven's 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 self Sir But in presuming too much yet Heaven knows So does the Oracle that cast it on me And the Princess royal Sir King What Princess Si. O be not angry my dread King your Sister King My Sister she 's i' th' Temple Man Si. She is here Sir Lord. The Captain 's mad she 's 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 Vail Will ye have more forgiveness the man 's frantick Come let 's go bring her out God give ye joy Sir Si. How Cloe my old Cloe Ex. King Lord. Clo. Even the same Sir Chi. Gods give your manhood much content Strem. The Princess Looks something musty since her coming over Fool. 'T were good you 'd brush her over Si. Fools and Fidlers Make sport at my abuse too Fool. O 't is the Nature Of us Fools to make bold with one another But you are wise brave sirs Chi. Cheer up your Princess Believe it Sir the King will not be angry Or say he were why 't was the Oracle The Oracle an 't like your Grace the Oracle Strem. And who most mighty Siphax Siph. With mine own whore C oe With whom else should ye marry speak your conscience Will ye transgress the law of Arms that ever Rewards the Souldier with his own sins Siph. Devils Cloe. Ye had my maiden-head my youth my sweetness 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 hon sty shall doe it Siph. If there be wars in all the world Cloe. I 'le with ye For you know I have been a Souldier Come curse on when I need another Oracle Chi. Send for me Siphax I 'le fit ye with a Princess And so to both your honours Fool. And your graces Siph. The Devil grace ye all Cloe. God a mercy Chilax Chi. Shall we laugh half an hour now Strem. No the King comes And all the train Chi. Away then our Act 's ended Exeunt Enter King Calis Memnon and Cleanthe Lords King You know he do's deserve ye loves ye dearly You know what bloody violence had us'd Upon himself but that his Brother crost it You know the same thoughts still inhabit in him The Hearse ready Polydor Eumenes Captains And covet to take birth Look on him Lady The wars have not so far consum'd him yet Cold age disabled him or sickness sunk him To be abhorr'd look on his Honour Sister That bears no stamp of time no wrinkles on it No sad demolishment nor death can reach it Look with the eyes of Heaven that nightly waken To view the wonders of the glorious Maker
So ye are pleas'd now Lady Calis Now or never Mem. My cold stiffe carkass would have frozen ye Wars wars King Ye shall have wars Mem. My next brave battel I dedicate to your bright honour Sister Give me a favour that the world may know I am your Souldier Calis This and all fair Fortunes Mem. And he that bears this from me must strike boldly Clean the kneeling Calis I do forgive thee be honest no more wench King Come now to Revels this blest day shall prove The happy crown of noble Faith and Love Exeunt Prologue TO please all 's impossible and to despair Ruins our selves and damps the Writers care Would we knew what to doe or say or when To find the mindes here equal with the men But we must venture now to Sea we goe Faire fortune with us give us room and blow Remember ye 're all venturers and in this Play How many twelve pences ye have ' stow'd this day Remember for return of your delight We launch and plough through storms of fear and spight Give us your fore winds fairly fill our wings And steer us right and as the Saylor sings Loaden with Wealth on wanton seas so we Shall make our home-bound-voyage chearfully And you our noble Merchants for your treasure Share equally the fraught we run for pleasure Epilogue HEre lyes the doubt now let our Playes be good Our own care sailing equall in this Flood Our preparations new new our Attire Yet here we are becalm'd still still i' th' mire Here we stick fast Is there no way to clear This passage of your judgement and our fear No mitigation of that law Brave friends Consider we are yours made for your ends And every thing preserves it self each will If not perverse and crooked utter still The best of that it ventures in have care Ev'n for your pleasurers sake of what we are And do not ruine all You may frown still But 't is the nobler way to check the will THE LOYAL SUBJECT A TRAGI-COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Great Duke of Moscovia Archas the Loyal Subject General of the Moscovites Theodore Son to Archas valorous but impatient Putskie alias Briskie a Captain Brother to Archas. Alinda alias Archas Son to Archas. Burris an honest Lord the Dukes Favourite Boroskie a malicious seducing Councellor to the Duke Ensign to Archas a stout merry Souldier Souldiers Gentlemen Guard Servants WOMEN Olympia Sister to the Duke Daughters of Archas. Honora Viola Servants to Olympia Potesca Ladies Bawd a Court Lady The Scene Mosco The principal Actors were Richard Burbadge Henry Condel John Lowin Richard Sharpe Nathanael Feild John Vnderwood Nicholas Toolie William Eglestone Actus primus Scena prima Enter Theodor and Putskie The CAptain your friend 's prefer'd the Princess has her Who I assure my self will use her nobly A pretty sweet one 't is indeed Put. Well bred Sir I do deliver that upon my credit And of an honest stock The. It seems so Captain And no doubt will do well Put. Thanks to your care Sir But tell me Noble Colonel why this habit Of discontent is put on through the Army And why your valiant Father our great General The hand that taught to strike the Love that led all Why he that was the Father of the War He that begot and bred the Souldier Why he sits shaking of his Arms like Autumn His Colours folded and his Drums cas'd up The tongue of War for ever ty'd within us The. It must be so Captain you are a stranger But of a small time here a Souldier Yet that 〈◊〉 shâ—ws ye a right good and great one Else I could tell ye â—ours are strangely alter'd The young Duke â—as too many eyes upon him Too many â—ears 't is thought too and to nourish those Maintains too many Instruments Put. Turn their hearts Or turn their heels up Heaven 'T is strange it should be The old Dukâ— lov'd him dearly The. He 〈◊〉 serv'd it And were he not my Father I durst tell ye The memoraâ—â—â—azaâ—ds he has 〈◊〉 through Deserv'â— of this man too highly deserv'd too Had tâ—ey been less they had been safe Putskie And sooner â—â—ach'dâ— gard Pâ—t There you struck sure Sir The. Dâ—â— I nâ—ver tell thee of a vow he made Somâ— yeaâ—s before the old Duke dyed Put. I have h ard ye Spâ—ak often of that vow but how it was Oâ— to what end I never understood yet The. I 'le tell thee then and then thou wilt find the reason The last great Muster 't was before ye serv'd here Before thâ— last Dukâ—s death whose honour'd bones Now rest in peacâ— this young Prince had the ordering To Crown his Fathers hopes of all the Army Who to be short put all his power to practise Fashion'd and drew 'em up but alas so poorly So raggâ—dâ—â— and loosely so unsouldier'd The good Duke blush'd and call'd unto my Father Who then was General Go Archas speedily And chide the Boy before the Souldiers find him Stand thou between his ignorance and them Fashion then bodies new to thy direction Then draw thou up and shew the Prince his errours My Sire obey'd and did so with all duty Inform'd the Prince and read him all directions I his bred distaste distaste grew up to anger And anger into wild words broke out thus Well Archas if I live but to command here To be but Duke once I shall then remember I shall remember truly trust me I shall And by my Fathers hand the rest his eyes spoke To which my Father answer'd somewhat mov'd too And with a vow he seal'd it Royal Sir Since for my faith and fights your scorn and anger Only pursue me if I live to that day That day so long expected to reward me By his so ever noble hand you swore by And by the hand of Justice never Arms more Shall â—ib this body in noâ— sword hang here Sir The Conflicts I will do you service then in Shall be repentant prayers So they parted The time is come and now ye know the wonder Put. I find a fear too which begins to tell me The Duke will have but poor and slight defences If his hot humour raign and not his honour How stand you with him Sir The. A perdue Captain Full of my Fathers danger Pet. He has rais'd a young man They say a slight young man I know him not For what desert The. Believe it a brave Gentleman Worth the Dukes respect a clear sweet Gentleman And of a noble soul Come let 's retire us And wait upon my Father who within this hour You will find an alter'd man Put. I am sorâ—y for 't Sir Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Olympia and two Gentlewomen Olym. Is' t not a handsome Wench 2 Wom. She is well enough Madam I have seen a better face and a straighter body And yet she is a pretty Gentlewoman Olym. What thinkst thou Petesea Pet. Alas Madam I have no skill she has a black eye Which is of
most fit you should you are their Brother The. Is this the business I had thought your mind Sir Had been set forward on some noble action Something had truly stir'd ye To th' Court with these Why they are your Daughters Sir Arc. All this I know Sir The. The good old Woman on a Bed he threw To th' Court Arc. Thou art mad The. Nor drunk as you are Drunk with your duty Sir do you call it duty A pox of duty what can these do there What â—â—â—uld they do Can ye look Babies Sisters â—n the young Gallants eyes and twirl their Band strings Can ye ride out to air your selves Pray Sir Be serious with me do you speak this truly Arc. Why didst thou never hear of Women Yet at Court Boy The. Yes and good Women too very good Women Excellent honest Women but are you sure Sir That these will prove so Hon. There 's the danger Brother The. God a mercy Wench thou hast a grudging of it Arc. Now be you serious Sir and observe what I say Do it and do it handsomly go with ' em The. With all my heart Sir I am in no fault now If they be thought Whores for being in my Company Pray write upon their Backs they are my Sisters And where I shall deliver ' em Arc. Ye are wondrous jocund But prithee tell me art thou so lewd a Fellow I never knew thee fail a truth The. I am a Souldier And spell you what that means Arc. A Souldier What dost thou make of me The. Your Palate's down Sir Arc. I thank ye Sir The. Come shall we to this matter You will to Court Hon. If you will please to honour us The. I 'll honour ye I warrant I 'll set ye off With such a lustre Wenches alas poor Viola Thou art a fool thou criest for eating white bread Be a good Huswife of thy tears and save 'em Thou wilt have time enough to shed 'em Sister Do you weep too nay then I 'll fool no more Come worthy Sisters since it must be so And since he thinks it fit to try your Vertues Be you as strong to truth as I to guard ye And this old Gentleman shall have joy of ye Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Duke and Burris Du. Burris take you ten thousand of those Crowns And those two Chains of Pearl they hold the richest I give 'em ye Bur. I humbly thank your Grace And may your great example work in me That noble Charity to men more worthy And of more wants Du. You bear a good mind Burris Take twenty thousand now be not so modest It shall be so I give 'em go there 's my ring for 't Bur. Heaven bless your Highness ever Exit Du. You are honest Enter Alinda and Putskey at door Put. They 're coming now to Court as fair as vertue Two brighter Stars ne'er rose here Alin. Peâ—ce I have it And what my Art can do the Duke Pâ—t I am gone Reâ—â—â—â—â—râ— Exit Alin I am counsell'd to the full Sir Duke My pretty Mistris whither lyes your business How kindly I should take this were it to me now Alin. I must confess immediately to your Grace At this timâ— Duke You have no address I do believe ye I would ye had Alin. 'T were too much boldness Sir Upon so little knowledge less deserving Duke You 'll make a perfect Courtier Alin. A very poor one Duke A very fun one sweet come hither to me What killing eyes this Wench has in his glory Not the bright Sun when the Siâ—tan Star reigns Shines half so fiery Alin. Why does your Grace so view me Nothing but common handsomness dwells here Sir Scarce that your Grace is pleas'd to mock my meanness Duke Thou shalt not go I do not lie unto thee In my eye thou appear'st Alin. Dim not the sight Sir I am too dull an objâ—ct Duke Canst thou love me Canst thou love him will honour thee Alin. I can love And love as you do too but 't will not shew well Or if it do shew here where all light lustres â—insel affections make a glorious glistering 'T will halt i' th' handsom way Duke Are ye so cunning Dost think I love not truly Alin. No ye cannot You never travel'd that way yet pray pardon me I praie so boldly to you Duke There 's no harm done But what 's your reason sweet Alin. I would tell your Grace But happily Duke It shall be pleasing to me Alin. I should love you again and then you would hate me With all my service I should follow ye And through all dangers Duke This would more provoke me More make me see thy worths More make me meet ' em Alin. You should do so if ye did well and truly But though ye be a Prince and have power in ye Power of example too ye have sail'd and salter'd Duke Give me example where Alin. You had a Mistris Oh Heaven so bright so brave a dame so lovely In all her life so true Duke A Mistris Alin. That serv'd you with that constancy that care That lov'd your will and woo'd it too Duke What Mistris Alin. That not s'd your honour up held fast your vertue And when she kill encreas'd not stole your goodness Duke And I neglected her Aâ—in Lost her forsook her Wantonly slung her off Duke What was her name Alin. Her name as lovely as her self as noble And in it all that 's excellent Duke What was it Alin. Her name was Beau desert Do you know her now Sir Duke Beau-desert I do not remember Alin. I know you do not Yet she has a plainer name Lord Archas service Do you yet remember her there was a Mistris Fairer than Woman far fonder to you Sir Than Mothers to their first-born joyes Can you love Dare you profess that truth to me a stranger A thing of no regard no name no lustre When your most noble love you have neglected A beauty all the world would woo and honour Would you have me credit this think you can love me And hold ye constant when I have read this story Is' t possible you should ever favour me To a slight pleasure prove a friend and fast too When where you were most ty'd most bound to benefit bound by the chains of honesty and honour You have broke and boldly too I am a weak one Arm'd only with my fears I beseech your Grace Tempt me no further Du. Who taught you this Lesson Alin. Woful experience Sir if you seek a fair one Worthy your love if yet you have that perfect Two Daughters of his ruin'd vertue now Arrive at Court excellent fair indeed Sir But this will be the Plague on 't they 're excellent honest Enter Olympia and Petesca privately Du. I love thy face Alin. Upon my life ye cannot I do not love it my self Sir 't is a lewd one So truly ill Art cannot mend it but if 't were handsome At least if I thought so you should hear me
talk Sir In a new strain and though ye are a Prince Make ye Petition to me too and wait my answers Yet o' my Conscience I should pity ye After some ten years siege Du. Prethee do now Alin. What would ye do Du. Why I would lye with ye Alin. I do not think ye would Du. In troth I would Wench Here take this Jewel Alin. Out upon 't that 's scurvy Nay if we do sure we 'll do for good fellowship For pure love or nothing thus you shall be sure Sir You shall not pay too dear for 't Du. Sure I cannot Alin. By 'r Lady but ye may when ye have found me able To do your work well ye may pay my wages Pet. Why does your Grace start back Olym I ha' seen that shakes me Chills all my bloud O where is faith or goodness Alinda thou art false false false thou fair one Wickedness false and wo is me I see it For ever false Pet. I am glad 't has taken thus right Exeunt Alin. I 'le go ask my Lady Sir Du. What Alin. 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 confess Du. Thou mockst me Alin. Why would ye lye with me if I were willing Would you abuse my weakness Du. I would piece it And make it stronger Alin. I humbly thank your highness 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 tail will restore it I love ye and I honour ye but this way I 'le neither love nor serve ye Heaven change your mind Sir Exit Duke And thine too For it must be chang'd it shall be Exit SCENE IV. Enter Boroskie Burris Theodore Viola and Honora Bor. They are goodly Gentlewomen Bâ—r. They are Wondrous sweet Women both Theo. Does your Lordship like ' em They are my Sisters Sir good lusty Lasses They 'll do their labour well I warrant ye You 'll find no Bed-straw here Sir Hon. Thank ye Brother The. This is not so strongly built but she is good mettle Of a good stirring strain too she goes tith Sir Enter two Gentlemen Here they be Gentlemen must make ye merry The toyes you wot of do 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 and have fair play what would ye give now To turn the Globe up and find the rich Moluccas To pass the straights here do ye itch by St Nicholas Here 's that will make ye scratch and claw Claw my fine Gentlemen move ye in divers sorts Pray ye let me request ye to forget To say your prayers whilest these are Courtiers Or if ye needs will think of Heaven let it be no higher Than their eyes Bor. How will ye have 'em bestow'd Sir Theo. Even how your Lordship please So you do not bake ' em Bor. Bake ' em Theo. They are too high a meat that way they run to gelly But if you 'll have 'em for your own diet take my counsel â—â—â—w 'em between two Feather-beds Bur. Please you Colonel To let 'em wait upon the Princess Theo. Yes Sir And thank your honour too but then happily These noble Gentlemen shall have no access to 'em And to have 'em buy new Cloaths study new faces And keep a stinking stir with themselves for nothing 'T will not be well i'faith they have kept their bodies And been at charge for Bathes do you see that shirt there Weigh but the moral meaning 't will be grievous Alas I brought 'em to delight these Gentlemen I weigh their wants by mine I brought 'em wholesome Wholesome and young my Lord and two such blessings They will not light upon again in ten years Bor. 'T is fit they wait upon her Theo. They are fit for any thing They 'll wait upon a man they are not bashful Carry his Cloak or unty his points or any thing Drink drunk and take Tobacco the familiar'st fools This wench will leap over Stools too and 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 Princess So please you I 'le attend ' em Theo. Thank your Lordship If there be e're a private corner as ye go Sir A foolish lobbie out o' th' way make danger Try what they are try Bor. Ye are a merry Gentleman The. I would fain be your honours kinsman Bor. Ye are too curst Sir The. Farewel wenches keep close your ports y' are washt else Hon. Brother bestow your fears where they are needful Exit Boros Honor. Viol. The. Honor thy name is and I hope thy Nature Go after Gentlemen go 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 swear I meant as honestly toward ye Nay do not cry good Gentlemen a little counsel Will do no harm they 'll walk abroad i' th' Evenings Ye may surprize 'em easily they wear no Pistols Set down your minds in Metre flowing Metre And get some good old linnen Woman to deliver it That has the trick on 't you cannot fail Farewel Gentlemen Exeunt Gent. Bur. You have frighted off these flesh flies The. Flesh-flies indeed my Lord. Enter a Servant And it must be very stinking flesh they will not seize on Serv. Your Lordship bid me bring this Casket Bur. Yes Good Colonel Commend me to your worthy Father and as a pledge He ever holds my love and service to him Deliver him this poor 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 will buy Brawn this Christmas yet and Muscadine Ex. SCENE V. Enter Ancient crying Brooms and after him severally four Souldiers crying other things Boroskie and Gent. over the Stage observing them I. SONG Anc. Broom Broom the bonnie Broom Come buy my Birchen Broom I' th' Wars we have no more room Buy all my bonnie Broom For a kiss take two If those will not do For a little little pleasure Take all my whole treasure If all these will not do 't Take the Broom-man to boot Broom Broom the bonnie Broom II. SONG 1 Soul The Wars are done and gone And Souldiers now neglected Pedlers are Come Maidens come alone For I can show you handsome handsome ware Powders for for the head And drinks for your bed To make ye blith and bonney As well in
the night we Souldiers can fight And please a young wench as any 2 Soul I have fine Potato's Ripe Potato's III SONG 3 Soul Will ye buy any Honesty come away I sell it openly by day I bring no forced light nor no Candle To cozen ye come buy and handle This will shew the great man good The Tradesman where he swears and lyes Each Lady of a noble bloud The City dame to rule her eyes Ye are rich men now come buy and then I 'le make ye richer honest men IV. SONG 4 Sol. Have ye any crackt maiden-heads to new leach or mend Have ye any old maiden heads to sell or to change Bring 'em to me with a little pretty gin I 'le clout 'em I 'le mend 'em I 'le knock in a pin Shall make 'em as good maids agen As ever they have been Bor. What means all this why do y'sell Brooms Ancient Is it in wantonness or want An. The only reason is To sweep your Lordships conscience here 's one for the nonce Gape Sir you have swallowed many a goodlier matter The only casting for a crazie conscience 3 Sol. Will your Lordship buy any honestie 't will be worth your mony Bur. How is this 3 Sol. Honestie my Lord 't is here in a quill Aâ—â— Take heed you open it not for 't is so subtle The least puffe of wind will blow it out o' th' Kingdom 2 Sol. Will your Lordship please to taste a fine Potato 'T will advance your wither'd state Anc. Fill your honour full of most noble itches And make Jack dance in your Lordships breeches 1 Sol. If your Daughters on their beds Have bow'd or crackt their maiden-heads If in a Coach with two much tumbling They chance to crie fie fo what fumbling If her foot stip and down fall she And break her leg 'bove the knee The one and thirtieth of Februarie let this beta'ne And they shall be arrant maids again Bor. Ye are brave Souldiers keep your wantonness A winter will come on to shake this wilfulness Disport your selves and when you want your mony Exit Anc. Broom Broom c. Exeunt Singing Sâ—â—â— VI. Eâ—tâ—â— Alinâ—â— Honora Viola Al. You must not be of aâ— fuâ—â—â— little one 〈◊〉 Lady on so sad you will ne're make Courtiers With these dull sullen thoughts this place is pleasure Preserv'd to that use so inhabited And these that live here live delightfull joyfull Thesâ— are the Gardens of Adonis Ladies Where all sweets to their free and noble uses â—â—ow ever young and courted Hon Bless me Heaven Can things of her years arrive at these rudiments By your leave fair Gentlewoman how long have you been here Al. Faith much about a week Hon. You have studi d hard And by my faith arriv'd at a great knowledge Viol. Were not you bashfull at first Aâ— I I for an hour or two But when I saw people laugh'd at me for it And thought it a dull breeding Hon You are govern'd here then Much after the mens opinions Al. Ever Lady Hon. And what they think is honourable Al. Most precisely We follow with all faith Hon. A goodly Catechisme Viâ—l But bashfull for an hour or two Al. Faith to say true I do not think I was so long for look ye 'T is to not end here put on what shape ye will And some your self with ne're so much austeritie You shall be courted in the same and won too 'T is but some two hours more and so much time lost Which we hold pretious here In so much time now As I have told you this you may lose a Servant Your age nor all your Art can e're recover Catch me occasion as she comes hold fast there Till what you do affect is ripn'd to ye Has the Duke seen ye yet Hon. What if he have not Al. You do your beauties too much wrong appearing So full of sweetness newness set so richly As if a Counsel beyond nature fram'd ye Hon. If we were thus say heaven had given these bâ—essings Must we turn these to sin oblations Al. How foolishly this Countrey way shews in ye How full of slegm do you come here to pray Ladies You had best cry stand away let me alone Gentlemen I 'le tell my Father else Viol. This woman 's naught sure A very naughtie woman Hon. Come say on friend I 'le be instructed by ye Al. You 'l thank me for 't Hon. Either I or the devil shall The Duke you were spâ—aking of Al. 'T is well remembred yes let him first see you Appear not openly till he has view'd ye Hon. He 's a very noble Prince they say Al. O wondrous gracious And as you may deliver your self at the first viewing For look ye you must bear your self yet take heed It be so season'd with a sweet humilitie And grac'd with such a bountie in your beautie Hon. But I hope he will offer me no ill Al. No no 'T is like he will kiss ye and play with ye Hon. Play with me how Al. Why good Lord that you are such a fool now No harm assure your self Viol. Will he play with me too Al. Look babies in your eyes my prettie sweet one There 's a fine sport do you know your lodgings yet Hon. I hear of none Al. I do then they are handsom Convenient for access Viol. Access Al. Yes little one For visitation of those friends and Servants Your beauties shall make choice of friends and visits Do not you know those uses Alas poor novice There 's a close Cowch or two handsomely placed too Viol. What are those I pray you Al. Who would be troubled with such raw things they are to lie upon And your love by ye and discourse and toy in Viol. Alas I have no love Al. You must by any means You 'l have a hundred fear not Viol. Honestie keep me What shall I doe with all those Al. You 'l find uses Ye are ignorant yet let time work you must learn too To lie handsomly in your bed a mornings neatly drest In a most curious Wastcoat to set ye off well Play with your Bracelets sing you must learn to rhime too And riddle neatly studie the hardest language And 't is no matter whether it be sense or no So it go seemlie off Be sure ye profit In kissing kissing sweetly there lies a main point A key that opens to all practick pleasure I 'le help ye to a friend of mine shall teach ye And suddenlie your Country way is fulsome Hon. Have ye schools for all these mysteries Al. O yes And several hours prefix'd to studie in Ye may have Kalenders to know the good hour And when to take a jewel for the ill too When to refuse with observations on 'em Under what Sign 't is best meeting in an Arbor And in what Bower and hour it works a thousand When in a Coach when in a private lodging With all their vertues Hon. Have ye studied these How beastly they become your
youth how bawdily A woman of your tenderness a teacher Teacher of these lewd Arts of your full beauty A man made up in lust would loath this in ye The rankest Leacher hate such impudence They say the Devil can assume heavens brightness And so appear to tempt us sure thou art no woman Al. I joy to find ye thus Hon. Thou hast no tenderness No reluctation in thy heart 't is mischief 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 wondorus wicked woman shame go with thee Hon. What new Pandoras box is this I 'le see it Though presently I tear it Read Thine Viola 'T is in our own wills to believe and follow Worthy Honora as you have begun In vertues spotless school so forward run Pursue that nobleness and chaste desire You ever had burn in that holy fire And a white Martyr to fair memorie Give up your name unsoil'd of infamy How 's this Read yours out Sister this amazes me â—â—o Fear 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 own glorie Hon. I know not what to think 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 Viol. A most excellent woman I will love her Exeunt Actus Quartus Scena Prima Enter Olympia with a Casket and Alinda Al. MAdam the Duke has sent for the two Ladies Olym. I prethee go I know thy thoughts are with him Go go Alinda do not mock me more I have found thy heart wench do not wrong thy Mistris Thy too much loving Mistris do not abuse her Al. By your own fair hands I understand ye not Olym. By thy own fair eyes I understand thee too much Too far and built a faith there thou hast ruin'd Goe and enjoy thy wish thy youth thy pleasure Eâ—â—oy the greatness no doubt he has promised Eâ—joy the service of all eyes that see thee The glory thou hast aim'd at and the triumph Only this last love I ask forget thy Mistris Al. Oh who has wrong'd me who has ruin'd me Poor wretched Girle what poyson is slung on thee Excellent vertue from whence flows this anger Ol. Go ask my Brother ask the faith thou gav'st me Ask all my favours to thee ask my love Last thy forgetfulness of good then flye me For we must part Alinda Al. You are weaty of me I must confess I was never worth your service Your bounteous favours less but that my duty My ready will and all I had to serve ye O Heaven thou know'st my honestie Olym. No more Take heed heaven has a justice take this ring with ye This doting spell you gave me too well Alinda Thou knew'st the vertue in 't too well I feel 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 ye Of all the sorrows sorrow has must I part with ye Part with my noble Mistris Olym. Or I with thee wench Al. And part stain'd with opinion Farewel Lady Happy and blessed Lady goodness keep ye Thus your poor Servant full of grief turns from ye For ever full of grief for ever from ye I have no being now no friends no Country I wander heaven knows whither heaven knows how No life now you are lost only mine innocence That little left me of my self goes with me That 's all my bread and comfort I confess Madam Truely confess the Duke has often courted me Olym. And pour'd his Soul into thee won thee Al. Do you think so Well time that told this tale will tell my truth too And say ye had a faithfull honest Servant The business of my life is now 〈◊〉 pray for ye Pray for your vertuous loves Pray for your children When Heaven shall make ye happy Olym. How she wounds me Either I am undone or she must go take these with ye Some toyes may doe ye service and this mony And when ye want I love ye not so poorly Not yet Alinda that I would see ye perish Prethee be good and let me hear look on me I love those eyes yet dearly I have kiss'd thee And now I 'le doe 't again Farewel Alinda I am too full to speak more and too wretched Exit Al. You have my faith And all the world my fortune Exit SCENA II. Enter Theodor. The. I would fain hear What becomes of these two Wenches And if I can I will doe 'em good Enter Gentleman passing over the Stage Do you hear my honest friend He knows no such name What a world of business Which by interpretation are meer nothings These things have here ' Mass 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 kind of reference in his face to Bawderie Enter Gentleman with a Gentlewoman passing over the Stage He has her but 't is none of them hold fast thief An excellent touzing knave Mistris You are to suffer your penance some half hour hence now How far a fine Court Custard with Plums in it Will prevail 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 her 〈…〉 calls Father now woe to this Ale incense 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 do I Sir The But you will not tell me Ser. No indeed will not I because you doubt it Exit Enter 2 Servant The. These are fine gim-cracks hey here comes another A Flagon 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 sworn Sir The. 'T is very good I 'le drink a great deal now Sir 2 Ser. I cannot help it Sir The. I 'le drink more yet 2 Ser. 'T is in your own hands The. There 's your pot I thank ye Pray let me drink again 2 Ser. Faith but ye shall not Now have I sworn I take it Fare ye well Sir Exit Enter Lady The. This is the sin'st place to live in I e're enter'd Here comes a Gentlewoman and alone I 'le to her Madam my Lord my Master Lady Who 's your Lord Sir The. The Lord Boroskey Lady Lady Pray excuse me Here 's something
1 Lady 'T is a proper calling And well beseems her years who would she yoke with A t. That 's left to argue on I pray come in And break your fast drink a good cup or two To strengthen your understandings then she 'l tell ye 2. And good wine breeds good counsel Well yield to ye Exeunt Enter Juan de Castro and Leon. Juan Have you seen any service Leon. Yes Juan Where Leon. Every where Juan What office bore ye Leon. None I was not worthy Juan What Captains know you Leon. None they were above me Juan Were you never hurt Leon. Not that I well remember But once I stole a Hen and then they beat me Pray ask me no long questions I have an ill memory Juan This is an Asse did you never draw your sword yet Leon. Not to do any harm I thank Heaven for 't Juan Nor ne'r ta'ne prisoner Leon. No I ran away For I had ne'r no mony to redeem me Juan Can you endure a Drum Leon. It makes my head ake Juan Are you not valiant when you are drunk Leon. I think not but I am loving Sir Juan What a lump is this man Was your Father wise Leon. Too wise for me I 'm sure For he gave all he had to my younger Brother Juan That was no foolish part I 'le bear you witness Canst thou lye with a woman Leon. I think I could make shift Sir But I am bashfull Juan In the night Leon. I know not â—â—ness indeed may do some good upon me Juan Why art thou sent to me to be my officer 〈◊〉 and commended too when thou darst not fight Leon. There be more officers of my opinion Oâ— I am cozen'd Sir men that talk more too Juan How wilt thou scape a bullet Leon. Why by chance They aim at honourable men alas I am none Sir Juan This fellow has some doubts in 's talk that strike me Enter Alonzo â—e cannot be all fool welcom Alonzo Alon. What have you got there temperance into your company The spirit of peace we shall have wars Enter Cacasogo By th' ounce then O here 's another pumpion â—et him loose for luck sake the cram'd son Of a stav'd Usurer Cacafogo both their brains butter'd Cannot make two spoonfulls Caca. My Father 's dead I am a man of war too â—ocyes demesns I have ships at sea too Captains Juan Take heed o' th' Hollanders your ships may leak else Caca. I scorn the Hollanders they are my drunkards Alon. Put up your gold Sir I 'le borrow it else Caca. I am satisfied you shall not Come out I know thee meet mine anger instantly Leon. I never wrong'd ye Caca. Thou hast wrong'd mine honor Thou look'dst upon my Mistris thrice lasciviously â—e make it good Juan Do not heat your self you will surfeit Caca. Thou wan'st my mony too with a pair of base bones â— whom there was no truth for which I beat thee I beat thee much now I will hurt thee dangerously This shall provoke thee He strikes Alon. You struck too low by a foot Sir Juan You must get a ladder when you would beat This fellow Leon. I cannot chuse but kick again pray pardon me Caca. Hadst thou not ask'd my pardon I had kill'd thee I leave thee as a thing despis'd assoles manus a vostra siniare a Maistre Exit Cac. Alon. You have scap'd by miracle there is not in all Spain A spirit of more fury than this fire drake Leon. I see he is hasty and I would give him leave To beat me soundly if he would take my bond Juan What shall I do with this fellow Alon. Turn him off He will infect the camp with cowardise If he goe with thee Juan About some week hence Sir If I can hit upon no abler officer You shall hear from me Leon. I desire no better Exit Enter Estifania and Perez Per. You have made me now too bountifull amends Lady For your strict carriage when you saw me first These beauties were not meant to be conceal'd It was a wrong to hide so sweet an object I cou'd now cnide ye but it shall be thus No other anger ever touch your sweetness Estif You appear to me so honest and so civil Without a blush Sir I dare bid ye welcom Per. Now let me ask your name Estif 'T is Estifanie the heir of this poor place Per. Poor do you call it There 's nothing that I cast mine eyes upon But shews both rich and admirable all the rooms Are hung as if a Princess were to dwell here The Gardens Orchards every thing so curious Is all that plate your own too Estif 'T is but little Only for present use I have more and richer When need shall call or friends compel me use it The sutes you see of all the upper chamber Are those that commonly adorn the house I think I have besides as fair as civil As any town in Spain can parallel Per. Now if she be not married I have some hopes Are you a maid Estif You make me blush to answer I ever was accounted so to this hour And that 's the reason that I live retir'd Sir Per. Then would I counsel you to marry presently If I can get her I am made for ever For every year you lose you lose a beauty A Husband now an honest careful Husband Were such a comfort will ye walk above stairs Estif This place will fit our talk 't is fitter far Sir Above there are day-beds and such temptations I dare not trust Sir Per. She is excellent wise withal too Estif You nam'd a husband I am not so strict Sir Nor ti'd unto a Virgins solitariness But if an honest and a noble one Rich and a souldier for so I have vowed he shall be Were offer'd me I think I should accept him But above all he must love Perez He were base else There 's comfort ministred in the word souldier How sweetly should I live Estif I am not so ignorant but that I know well How to be commanded And how again to make my self obey'd Sir I waste but little I have gather'd much My rial not the less worth when 't is spent If spent by my direction to please my Husband I hold it as indifferent in my duty To be his maid i' th' kitchin or his Cook As in the Hall to know my self the Mistris Per. Sweet rich and provident now fortune stick To me I am a Souldier and a bachelour Lady And such as wise as you I cou'd love infinitely They that use many words some are deceitfull I long to be a Husband and a good one For 't is most certain I shall make a president For all that follow me to love their Ladies I am young you see able I would have you think too If 't please you know try me before you take me 'T is true I shall not meet in equal wealth With ye but Jewels Chains such as the war Has given me a thousand Duckets I dare
deserts First kick'd against mine honour scorned all My services then got the palm of glory Unto himself yet not content with this He lastly hath conspir'd my death and sought Means to engage me to this Lady's debt Whose bounty all my whole estate could never Give satisfaction to now honoured Fathers For this cause only if your Law be law And you the Ministers of justice then Think of this strange ingratitude in him Phil. Can this be so Antinous Ant. 'T is all true Nor hath my much wrong'd father limn'd my faults In colours half so black as in themselves My guilt hath dy'd them were there mercy left Yet mine own shame would be my Executioner Lords I am guilty Er. Thou beliest Antinous Thine innocence alas my Lords he 's desperate And talks he knows not what you must not credit His lunacy I can my self disprove This accusation Cassilane be yet More mercifull I beg it Cas Time nor sate The world or what is in it shall not alter My resolution he shall dye Er. The Senats Prayers or weeping Lovers shall not alter My resolution thou shalt dye Ant. Why Madam Are ye all Marble Pos Leave your shifts Antinous What plead you to your Fathers accusation Ant. Most fully guilty Pos You have doom'd your self We cannot quit you now Cas A burthen'd conscience Will never need a hang-man hadst thou dar'd To have deni'd it then this Sword of mine Should on thy head have prov'd thy tongue a lyar Er. Thy sword wretched old man thou hast liv'd too long To carry peace or comfort to thy grave Thou art a man condemn'd my Lords this tyrant Had perish'd but for me I still suppli'd His miserable wants I sent his Daughter Mony to buy him food the bread he eat Was from my purse when he vain-gloriously To dive into the peoples hearts had pawn'd His birth-right I redeem'd it sent it to him And for requitall only made my suite That he would please to new receive his son Into his favour for whose love I told him I had been still so friendly but then he As void of gratitude as all good nature Distracted like a mad man poasted hither To pull this vengeance on himself and us For why my Lords since by the Law all means Is blotted out of your commission As this hard hearted Father hath accus'd Noble Antinous his unblemished Son So I accuse this Father and crave judgement Cas All this is but deceit meer trifles forg'd By combination to defeat the process Of Justice I will have Antinous life Arc. Sir what do ye mean Er. I will have Cassilane's Ant. Cunning and cruel Lady runs the stream Of your affections this way have you not Conquest enough by treading on my grave Unless you send me thither in a shrowd Steept in my fathers bloud as you are woman As the protests of love you vow'd were honest Be gentler to my Father Er. Cassilane Thou hast a heart of flint let my intreaties My tears the Sacrifice of griefs unfeigned Melt it yet be a Father to thy son Unmask thy long besotted judgement see A low obedience kneeling at the feet Of nature I beseech you Cas Pish you cozen Your hopes your plots are idle I am resolute Er. Antinous urge no further Ant. Hence thou Sorcery Of a beguiling softness I will stand Like the earths center unmov'd Lords your breath Must finish these divisions I confess Civility doth teach I should not speak Against a Lady of her birth so high As great Erota but her injuries And thankless wrongs to me urge me to cry Aloud for justice Fathers Dec. Whither run you Ant. For honoured fathers that you all may know That I alone am not unmatchable In crimes of this condition lest perhaps You might conceive as yet the case appears That this foul stain and guilt runs in a bloud Before this presence I accuse this Lady Of as much vile ingratitude to me Cas Impudent Traitor Phi. Her O spare Antinous The world reputes thee valiant do not soyle All thy past nobleness with such a cowardize As murthering innocent Ladies will stamp on thee Ant. Brave Prince with what unwillingness I force Her follies and in those her sin be witness All these about me she is bloudy minded And turns the justice of the Law to rigor It is her cruelites not I accuse her Shall I have Audience Er. Let him speak my Lords Dec. Your memory will rot Ant. Cast all your eyes On this what shall I call her truthless woman When often in my discontents the sway Of her unruly bloud her untam'd passion Or name it as you list had hour by hour Solicited my love she vow'd at last She could not would not live unless I granted What shelong sued for I in tender pity To save a Lady of her birth from ruine Gave her her life and promis'd to be hers Nor urg'd I ought from her but secresie And then enjoyn'd her to supply such wants As I perceiv'd my Fathers late engagements Had made him subject to what shall I heap up Long repetitions she to quit my pity Not only hath discover'd to my Father What she had promis'd to conceal but also Hath drawn my life into this fatal forfeit For which since I must dye I crave a like Equality of justice against her Not that I covet bloud but that she may not Practise this art of falsehood on some other Perhaps more worthy of her love hereafter Por. If this be true Er. My Lords be as the Law is Indifferent upright I do plead guilty Now Sir what glory have you got by this 'Las man I meant not to outlive thy doom Shall we be friends in death Cas Hear me the villain Scandals her honour'd Lords Er. Leave off to doat And dye a wise man Ant. I am over-reach'd And master'd in my own resolution Phi. Will ye be wilfull Madam here 's the curse Of loves disdain Cas Why sit you like dumb Statues Demur no longer Pos Cassilane Erota Antinous death ye ask and 't is your dooms You in your follies liv'd dye in your follies Cas I am reveng'd and thank you for it Er. Yes and I Antinous hath been gracious Ant. Sir may I presume to crave a blessing from you Before we part Cas Yes such a one as Parents Bestow on cursed sons now now I laugh To see how those poor younglings are both cheated Of life and comfort look ye look ye Lords I go but some ten minutes more or less Before my time but they have finely cozen'd Themselves of many many hopefull years Amidst their prime of youth and glory now Enter Annophel My vengeance is made full Welcom my joy Thou com'st to take a seasonable blessing From thy half buried Fathers hand I am dead Already girle a d so is she and he We all are worms-meat now Anno. I have heard all Nor shall you dye alone Lords on my knees I beg for justice too Porp. ' Gainst whom for what
honour'd Sir Let us but know your name that we may worship ye 2 Sold. That we may ever thank Sep. Why call me any thing No matter for my name that may betray me Sce. A cunning thief call him Septinius Souldiers The villain that kill'd Pompey All. How Sep. Call him the shame of men Exit 1 Sold. O that this mony Were weight enough to break thy brains out fling all And fling our curses next let them be mortal Out bloody wolf dost thou come guilded over And painted with thy charitie to poyson us 2 Sold. I know him now may never Father own thee But as a monstrous birth shun thy base memory And if thou hadst a Mother as I cannot Believe thou wert a natural Burden let her womb Be curs'd of women for a bed of vipers 3 Sol. Me thinks the ground shakes to devour this rascal And the kind air turns into foggs and vapours Infectious mists to crown his villanies Thou maist go wander like a thing heaven hated 1 Sold. And valiant minds hold poysonous to remember The Hangman will not keep thee company He has an honourable house to thine No not a thief though thou couldst save his life for 't Will eat thy bread nor one for thirst starv'd drink with thee 2 Sol. Thou art no company for an honest dog And so we 'l leave thee to a ditch thy destiny Exeunt Sep. Contemn'd of all and kic kt too now I find it My valour 's fled too with mine honesty For since I would be knave I must be Coward This 't is to be a Traitor and betrayer What a deformity dwells round about me How monstrous shews that man that is ungratefull I am afraid the very beasts will tear me Inspir'd with what I have done the winds will blast me Now I am paid and my reward dwells in me The wageâ—â—f my fact my soul 's opprest Honest and noble minds you find most rest Exit SCENA III. Enter Ptolomy Achoreus Photinus Achillas Ptol. I have commanded and it shall be so A preparation I have set o' foot Worthy the friendship and the fame of Caesar My Sisters favours shall seem poor and wither'd Nay she her self trim'd up in all her beautys Compar'd to what I 'le take his eyes withall Shall be a dream Pho. Do you mean to shew the glory And wealth of Egypt Ptol. Yes and in that lustre Rome shall appear in all her famous Conquests And all her riches of no note unto it Ach. Now you are reconcil'd to your fair Sister Take heed Sir how you step into a danger A danger of this precipice but note Sir For what Rome ever rais'd her mighty armies First for ambition then for wealth 't is madness Nay more a secure impotence to tempt An armed Guest feed not an eye that conquers Nor teach a fortunate sword the way to be covetous Ptol. Ye judge amiss and far too wide to alter me Yet all be ready as I gave direction The secret way of all our wealth appearing Newly and handsomely and all about it No more disswading 't is my will Ach. I grieve for 't Ptol. I will dazel Caesar with excess of glory Pho. I fear you 'l curse your will we must obey ye Exit SCENA IV. Enter Caesar Antony Dolabella Sceva above Caesar I wonder at the glory of this Kingdom And the most bounteous preparation Still as I pass they court me with Sceva I 'le tell ye In Gaul and Germany we saw such visions And stood not to admire 'em but possess 'em When they are ours they are worth our admiration Enter Cleopatra Ant. The young Queen comes give room Caesar Welcom my dearest Come bless my side Sceva I marry here 's a wonder As she appears now I am no true Souldier If I be not readie to recant Cleo. Be merry Sir My Brother will be proud to do you honour That now appears himself Enter Ptolomy Achoreus Achillas Photinus Apollocorus Pto. Haile to great Caesar My Royal Guest first I will feast thine eyes With wealthy Aegypts store and then thy palate And wait my self upon thee Treasure brought 〈◊〉 Caesar What rich Service What mines of treasure Cleo. My Caesar What do you admire pray ye turn and let me talk to ye Have ye forgot me Sir how a new object Am I grown old o' th' sudden Caesar Caesar Tell me From whence comes all this wealth Cleo. Is your eye that way And all my Beauties banisht Ptol. I 'le tell thee Caesar We owe for all this wealth to the old Nilus We need no dropping rain to cheer the husband-man Nor Merchant that ploughs up the Sea to seek us Within the wealthy womb of reverent Nilus All this is nourish'd who to do thee honour Comes to discover his seven Deities His conceal'd heads unto thee see with pleasure Caesar The matchless wealth of this Land Cleo. Come ye shall hear me Caesar Away let me imagine Cleo. How frown on me The eyes of Caesar wrapt in storms Caesar I am sorry But let me think Musick SONG Enter Isis and three Labourers ISis the Goddess of this Land Bids thee great Caesar understand And mark our Customes and first know With greedy eyes these watch the flow Of plenteous Nilus when he comes With Songs with Daunces Timbrels Drums They entertain him cut his way And give his proud Heads leave to play Nilus himself shall rise and show His matchless wealth in Over-flow Labourers SONG COme let us help the reverend Nile He 's very old alas the while Let us dig him easie wayes And prepare a thousand Playes To delight his streams let 's sing A loud welcom to our Spring This way let his curling Heads Fall into our new made Beds This way let his wanton spawns Frisk and glide it o're the Lawns This way profit comes and gain How he tumbles here amain How his waters haste to fall Into our Channels Labour all And let him in Let Nilus flow And perpetuall plenty show With Incense let us bless the brim And as the wanton fishes swim Let us Gums and Garlands fling And loud our Timbrels ring Come old Father come away Our labour is our holy day Isis HEre comes the aged River now With Garlands of great Pearl his Brow Begirt and rounded In his Flow All things take life and all things grow A thousand wealthy Treasures still To do him service at his will Follow his rising Flood and pour Perpetuall blessings in our store Hear him and next there will advance His sacred Heads to tread a Dance In honour of my Royal Guest Mark them too and you have a Feast Cleo. A little dross betray me Caesar I am asham'd I warr'd at home my friends When such wealth may be got abroad what honour Nay everlasting glory had Rome purchas'd Had she a just cause but to visit Aegypt Nilus SONG and Dance MAke room for my rich waters fall and bless my Flood Nilus comes flowing to you all encrease and good Now the
me more Cousin Beaupre Champ. Repent not What thou hast done my life thou shalt not find I am decrepit in my love and service I will be young and constant and believe me For thou shalt find it true in sâ—orn of all The scandals thâ—se rude men have thrown upon me I 'le meet thy pleasures with a young mans ardour And in all circumstances of a Husband Perform my part Lamira Good Sir I am your sâ—rvâ—nt And 't is too late now iâ— I did repent Which as I am a virgin yet I do not To undoe the â—not that by the Church is tyed Only I would beseech ye as you have A good opinion of me and my vertues For so you have pleas'd to stile my innocent weakness That what hath pass'd be wâ—en Dinant and me Or what now in your hearing he hath spoken Beget not doubts or fears Champ. I apprehend you You think I will be jealous as I live Thou art mistaken sweet and to confirm it Discourse with whom thou wilt ride where thou wilt Feast whom thou wilt as often as thou wilt For I will have no other guards upon thee Than thine own thoughts Lamira I 'le use this liberty With moderation Sir Beaup. I am resolv'd Steal off I 'le follow you Champ. Come Sir you droop Till you find cause which I shall never give Dislike not of your Son in Law Verta Sir you teach me The language I should use I am most happy In being so near you Exeunt Verdone and Beaupre Lamira O my fears good nurse Follow my Brother unobserv'd and learn Which way he takes Nurs I will be carefull Madam Exit Nurse Champ. Between us complements are superfluous On Gentlemen th' affront we have met here We 'l think upon hereafter 't were unfit To cherish any thought to breed unrest Or to our selves or to our Nuptial feast Exeunt Enter Dinant and Cleremont Cler. We shall have sport ne'r fear 't Din. What sport I prethee Cler. Why we must fight I know it and I long â—or't It was apparent in the fiery eye Of young Verdoâ—e Beaupre look'd pale and shook too Familiar signs of anger They are both brave fellows Tri'd and approv'd and I am proud to encounter With men from whom no honour can be lost They will play up to a man and set him off When e're I go to the field heaven keep me from The meeting of an unflesh'd youth or Coward The first to get a name comes on too hot The Coward is so swift in giving ground There is no overtaking him without A hunting Nag well breath'd too Din. All this while You ne'r think on the danger Cler. Why 't is no more Than meeting of a dozen friends at Supper And drinking hard mischief comes there unlook'd for I am sure as suddain and strikes home as often For this we are prepar'd Din. Lamira Loves Her Brother Beaupre dearly Cler. What of that Din. And should he call me to account for what But now I spake nor can I with mine honour Recant my words that little hope is left me E're to enjoy what next to Heaven I long for Is taken from me Câ—er Why what can you hope for She being now married Din. Oh my Cleremont To you all secrets of my heart lye open And I rest most secure that whatsoe're I loâ—k up there is as a private thought And will no farther wrong me I am a French-man And for the greater part we are born Courtiers She is a woman and however yet No heat of service had the power to melt Her frozen Chastity time and opportunitie May work her to my ends I confess ill ones And yet I must pursue 'em now her marriage In probabilitie will no way hurt But rather help me Cler. Sits the wind there pray you tell me How far off dwells your love from lust Din. Too near But prethee chide me not Cler. Not I goe on boy I have faults my self and will not reprehend A crime I am not free from for her Marriage I do esteem it and most batchellors are Of my opinion as a fair protection To play the wanton without loss of honour Din. Would she make use of 't so I were most happy Cler. No more of this Judge now Whether I have the gift of prophecie Enter Beaupre and Verdone Beaup. Monsieur Dinant I am glad to find you Sir Din. I am at your service Verd. Good Monsieur Cleremont I have long wish'd To be known better to you Cler. My desires Embrace your wishes Sir Beaup. Sir I have ever Esteem'd you truly noble and profess I should have been most proud to have had the honour To call you Brother but my Fathers pleasure Denied that happiness I know no man lives That can command his passions and therefore Dare not condemn the late intemperate language You were pleas'd to use to my Father and my Sister He 's old and she a woman I most sorrie My honour does compel me to entreat you To do me the favour with your sword to meet me A mile without the Citie Din. You much honour me In the demand I 'le gladly wait upon you Beaup. O Sir you teach me what to say the time Din. With the next Sun if you think fit Beaup. The place Din. Near to the vineyard eastward from the Citie Beaup. I like it well this Gentleman if you please Will keep me company Cler. That is agreed on And in my friends behalf I will attend him Verd. You shall not miss my service Beaup. Good day Gentlemen Ex. Beaup. and Verd. Din. At your Commandment Cler. Proud to be your servants I think there is no Nation under Heaven That cut their enemies throats with complement And such fine tricks as we do If you have Any few Prayers to say this night you may Call 'em to mind and use 'em for my self As I have little to lose my care is less So till to morrow morning I bequeath you To your devotions and those paid but use That noble courage I have seen and wo Shall sight as in a Castle Din. Thou art all honour Thy resolution would steel a Coward And I most fortunate in such a Friend All tenderness and nice respect of woman Be now far from me reputation take A full possession of my heart and prove Honour the first place holds the second Love Exâ—uâ—â— Enter Lamira Charlote Lami. Sleeps my Lord still Charlote Char. Not to be wak'd By your Ladiships cheerfull looks I well perceive That this night the good Lord hath been At an unusual service and no wonder If he rest after it Lamira You are very bold Char. Your Creature Madam and when you are pleas'd Sadness to me 's a stranger your good pardon If I speak like a fool I could have wisht To have ta'ne your place to night had bold Dinant Your first and most obsequious servant tasted Those delicates which by his lethargie As it appears have cloy'd my Lord. Lamira No more Charl. I
gardens of thee Spreading thy living goodness into branches Fry from thee and the hot Sun find thy vices Pho. You are a welcom woman Ard. Bless me Heaven How did you find the way to Court Luci. I know not Would I had never trod it Phor. Prethee tell me Good noble Lady and good sweet heart love us For we love thee extreamly is not this place A Paradise to live in Luci. To those people That know no other Paradise but pleasure That little I enjoy contents me better Ard. What heard ye any Musick yet Luci. Too much Phor. You must not be thus froward what this gown Is one o' th' prettiest by my troth Ardelia I ever saw yet 't was not to frown in Lady Ye put this gown on when ye came Ard. How do ye Alas poor wretch how cold it is Luci. Content ye I am as well as may be and as temperate If ye will let me be so where 's my Lord For there 's the business that I came for Ladies Phor. We 'l lead ye to him he 's i' th' Gallery Ard. We 'l shew ye all the Court too Luci. Shew me him And ye have shew'd me all I come to look on Phor. Come on we 'l be your guides and as ye goe We have some pretty tales to tell ye Lady Shall make ye merry too ye come not here To be a sad Lucina Luci. Would I might not Exeunt Enter Chilax and Balbus Chil. Now the soft Musick Balbus run Bal. I flye Boy Exit Balbus Chil. The women by this time are worming of her If she can hold out them the Emperour Musick Takes her to task he has her hark the Musick Enter Emperour and Lucina Luci. Good your Grace Where are my women Sir Emp. They are wise beholding What you think scorn to look on the Courts bravery Would you have run away so slily Lady And not have seen me Luci. I beseech your Majestie Consider what I am and whose Emp. I do so Luci. Believe me I shall never make a whore Sir Emp. A friend ye may and to that man that loves ye More than you love your vertue Luci. Sacred Caesar Emp. You shall not kneel to me sweet Luci. Look upon me And if ye be so cruel to abuse me Think how the Gods will take it does this beauty Afflict your soul I 'le hide it from you ever Nay more I will become so leprous That ye shall curse me from ye My dear Lord Has serv'd ye ever truly fought your Battels As if he daily long'd to dy for Caesar Was never Traytor Sir noâ— nâ—ver tainted In all the actions of his life Emp. I know it Luci. Hiâ— same and family have grown together And spred together like to sailing Cedars Over the Roman Diadem O let not As ye have any flesh that 's humane in you The having of a modest wife decline him Let not my vertue be the wedge to break him I do not think ye are lascivious These wanton men belye ye you are Caesar Which is the Father of the Empires honour Ye are too near the nature of the Gods To wrong the weakest of all creatures women Emp. I dare not do it here rise fair Lucina I did but try your temper ye are honest And with the commendations wait on that I 'le lead ye to your Lord and give you to him Wipe your fair eyes he that endeavours ill May well delay but never quench his hell Exeunt Actus Tertius Scena Prima Enter Chilax Licinius Proculus and Balbus Chil. 'T IS done Licinius Lici How I hil I shame to tell it If there be any justice we are Villains And must be so rewarded Bal. If it be done I take it 't is no time now to repent it Let 's make the best o' th' trade Pro. Now vengeance take it Why should not he have setled on a beauty Whose honesty stuck in a piece of tissue Or one a Ring might rule or such a one That had an itching husband to be honourable And ground to get it if he must have women And no allay without 'em why not those That know the misery and are best able To play a game with judgement such as she is Grant they be won with long siege endless travel And brought to opportunity with millions Yet when they come to motion their cold vertue Keeps 'em like cakes of Ice I 'le melt a Crystal And make a dead flint fire himself e're they Give greater heat than new departing embers Give to old men that watch ' em Lici A good Whore Had sav'd all this and happily as wholsom I and the thing once done too as well thought of But this same chastity forsooth Pro. A Pox on 't Why should not women be as free as we are They are but not in open and far freer And the more bold ye bear your self more welcom And there is nothing you dare say but truth But they dare hear Enter Emperour and Lucina Chi. The Emperour away And if we can repent let 's home and pray Exeunt Emp. Your only vertue now is patience Take heed and save your honour if you talk Luci. As long as there is motion in my body And life to give me words I 'le cry for justice Emp. Justice shall never hear ye I am justice Luci. Wilt thou not kill me Monster Ravisher Thou bitter bane o' th' Empire look upon me And if thy guilty eyes dare see these ruines Thy wild lust hath laid level with dishonour The sacrilegious razing of this Temple The mother of thy black sins would have blush'd at Behold and curse thy self the Gods will find thee That 's all my refuge now for they are righteous Vengeance and horror circle thee the Empire In which thou liv'st a strong continued surfeit Like poyson will disgorge thee good men raze thee For ever being read again but vicious Women and fearfull Maids make vows against thee Thy own Slaves if they hear of this shall hate thee And those thou hast corrupted first fall from thee And if thou let'st me live the Souldier Tir'd with thy Tyrannies break through obedience And shake his strong Steel at thee Emp. This prevails not Nor any Agony ye utter Lady If I have done a sin curse her that drew me Curse the first cause the witchcraft that abus'd me Curse those fair eyes and curse that heavenly beauty And curse your being good too Luci. Glorious thief What restitution canst thou make to save me Emp. I 'le ever love and honour you Luci. Thou canst not For that which was mine honour thou hast murdred And can there be a love in violence Emp. You shall be only mine Luci. Yet I like better Thy villany than flattery that 's thine own The other basely counterfeit flye from me Or for thy safety sake and wisdom kill me For I am worse than thou art thou maist pray And so recover grace I am lost for ever And if thou let'st me live th' art lost
keyes of all I have come let 's be merry For now I see thou art right Tho. Shall we to Church straight Val. Now presently and there with nuptial The holy Priest shall make ye happy all Tho. Away then fair afore Exeunt TO THE NOBLE HONOURER OF THE Dead Author's Works and Memory Master CHARLES COTTON SIR MY directing of this piece unto you renders me obvious to many censures which I would willingly prevent by declaring mine own and your right thereto Mine was the fortune to be made the unworthy preserver of it yours is the worthy opinion you have of the Author and his Poems neither can it easily be determined whether your affection to them hath made you by observing more able to judge of them than your ability to judge of them hath made you to affect them deservedly not partially In this presumptuous act of mine I express my twofold zeal to him and your noble self who have built him a more honourable monument in that fair opinion you have of him than any inscription subject to the wearing of time can be You will find him in this Poem as active as in others to many of which the dull apprehensions of former times gave but slender allowance from malitious custom more than reason yet they have since by your candid self and others been clearly vindicated You shall oblige by your acceptance of this acknowledgment which is the best I can render you mine own weak labours being too unworthy your judicious perusal him that is ambitious to be known Your most humble Servant RICHARD BROME THE CHANCES A COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Duke of Ferrara Petruccio Governour of Bolognia two Spanish Gentlemen and Comerades Don John Don Frederick Antonio an old stout Gentleman Kinsman to Petruccio Three Gentlemen friends to the Duke Two Gentlemen friends to Petruccio Francisco a Musician Antonio's Boy Peter Vecchio a Teacher of Latine and Musick a reputed Wizard two Servants to Don John and Frederick Peter and Anthonie A Surgeon WOMEN Constancia Sister to Petruccio and Mistriss to the Duke Gentlewoman Servant to Constancia Old Gentlewoman Landlady to Don John and Frederick Constancia a Whore to old Antonio Bawd The Scene Bolognia Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter 2. Serving men Peter and Anthony Peter I WOULD we were remov'd from this town Anthony That we might taste some quiet for mine own part I 'm almost melted with continual trotting After enquiries dreams and revelations Of who knows whom or where serve wenching soldiers That knows no other Paradise but Plackets I 'll serve a Priest in Lent first and eat Bell ropes Ant. Thou art the froward'st fool Pet. VVhy good tame Anthonie Tell me but this to what end came we hither Ant. To wait upon our Masters Pet. But how Anthony Answer me that resolve me there good Anthony Ant. To serve their uses Pet. Shew your uses Anthony Ant. To be imploy'd in any thing Pet. No Anthony Not any thing I take it nor that thing VVe travel to discover like new islands A sâ—lt itch serve such uses in things of moment Concerning things I grant ye not things errant Sweet Ladies things and things to thank the Surgeon In no such things sweet Anthony put case Ant. Come come all will be mended this invisible woman Of infinite report for shape and vertue That bred us all this trouble to no purpose They are determin'd now no more to think on But fall close to their studies Pet. VVas there ever Men known to run mad with report before Or wonder after they know not where To find or if found how to enjoy are mens brains Made now adays of malt that their affections Are never sober but like drunken People Founder at every new Fame I do believe too That men in love are ever drunk as drunken men Are ever loving Ant. Prithee be thou sober And know that they are none of those not guilty Of the least vanity of love only a doubt Fame might too far report or rather flatter The Graces of this Woman made them curious To find the truth which since they find so blocked And lockt up from their searches they are now setled To give the wonder over Pet. Would they were setled To give me some new shoos too for I 'll be sworn These are e'en worn out to the reasonable souls In their good worships business and some sleep Would not do much amiss unless they mean To make Bell man on me and what now Mean they to study Anthony moral Philosophy After their mar-all women Ant. Mar a fools head Pet. 'T will mar two fools heads and they take not heed Besides the Giblets to ' em Ant. Will you walk Sir And talk more out of hearing your fools head May chance to find a wooden night-cap else Pet. I never layin any Enter Don John and Frederick Ant. Then leave your lying And your blind prophesying here they come You had best tell them as much Pet. I am no tell-tale Exeunt John I would we could have seen her though for sure She must be some rare Creature or Report lies All mens Reports too Fred. I could well wish I had seen her But since she is so conceal'd so beyond venture Kept and preserv'd from view so like a Paradise Plac'd where no knowledge can come near her so guarded As 't were impossible though known to reach her I have made up my belief John Hang me from this hour If I more think upon her or believe her But as she came a strong Report unto me So the next Fame shall lose her Fred. 'T is the next way But whither are you walking John My old Round After my meat and then to Bed Fred. 'T is healthful John Will not you stir Fred. I have a little business Joh. Upon my life this Lady still Fred. Then you will lose it John 'Pray let 's walk together Fred. Now I cannot John I have something to impart Fred. An hour hence I will not miss to meet you John Where Fred. I' th' high street For not to lie I have a few Devotions To do first then I am yours John Remember Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Petruchio Antonio and two Gentlemen Ant. Cut his wind-pipe I say 1 Gent. Fye Antonio Ant. Or knock his brains out first and then forgive him If you do thrust be sure it be to th'hilts A Surgeon may see through him 1 Gent. You are too violent 2 Gent. Too open undiscreet Pet. Am I not ruin'd The honour of my house crack'd my bloud poyson'd My Credit and my Name 2 Gent. Be sure it be so Before ye use this violence Let not doubt And a suspecting anger so much sway ye Your wisedom may be question'd Ant. I say kill him And then dispute the cause cut off what may be And what is shall be safe 2 Gent. Hang up a true man Because 't is possible he may be thievish Alas is this good Justice Pet. I know as certain As day must
and stand upon your guard And while your Brother is continue arm'd And yet this fear is needless for I know My Rollo though he dares as much as man So tender of his yet untainted valour So noble that he dares do nothing basely You doubt him he fears you I doubt and fear Both for others safety and not mine own Know yet my sons when of necessity You must deceive or be deceiv'd 't is better To suffer Treason than to act the Traytor And in a War like this in which the glory Is his that 's overcome consider then What 't is for which you strive is it the Dukedom Or the command of these so ready subjects Desire of wealth or whatsoever else Fires your ambition This still desp'rate madness To kill the people which you would be Lords of With fire and sword to lay that Country waste Whose rule you seek for to consume the treasures Which are the sinews of your Government In cherishing the factions that destroy it Far far be this from you make it not question'd Whether you have interest in that Dukedom Whose ruine both contend for Otto I desire but to enjoy my own which I will keep Rol. And rather than posterity shall have cause To say I ruin'd all divide the Dukedom I will accept the moiety Ott. I embrace it Soph. Divide me first or tear me limb by limb And let them find as many several Graves As there are villages in Normandy And 't is less sin than thus to weaken it To hear it mention'd doth already make me Envy my dead Lord and almost Blaspheme Those powers that heard my prayer for fruitfulness And did not with my first birth close my womb To me alone my second blessing proves My first of misery for if that Heaven Which gave me Rollo there had staid his bounty And Otto my dear Otto ne're had been Or being had not been so worth my love The stream of my affection had run constant In one fair current all my hopes had been Laid up in one and fruitful Normandy In this division had not lost her glories For as 't is now 't is a fair Diamond Which being preserv'd intire exceeds all value But cut in pieces though these pieces are Set in fine gold by the best work-mans cunning Parts with all estimation So this Dukedom As 't is yet whole the neighbouring Kings may covet But cannot compass which divided will Become the spoil of every barbarous foe That will invade it Gis How this works in both Bal. Prince Rollo's eyes have lost their fire Gis And anger that but now wholly possessed Good Otto hath given place to pity Aub. End not thus Madam but perfect what 's so well begun Soph. I see in both fair signs of reconcilement Make them sure proofs they are so the Fates offer To your free choice either to live Examples Of Piety or wickedness if the later Blinds so your understanding that you cannot Pierce through her painted out side and discover That she is all deformity within Boldly transcend all precedents of mischief And let the last and the worst end of tyrannies The murther of a Mother but begin The stain of bloud you after are to heighten But if that vertue and her sure rewards Can win you to accept her for your guide To lead you up to Heaven and there fix you The fairest Stars in the bright Sphere of honour Make me the parent of an hundred sons All brought into the world with joy not sorrow And every one a Father to his Country In being now made Mother of your concord Rol. Such and so good loud fame for ever speak you Bal. I now they meet like Brothers The Brothers cast away their Swords and embrace Gis My hearts joy flows through my eyes Aub. May never Womans tongue Hereafteâ— be accus'd for this ones Goodness Otto If we contend from this hour it shall be How to o'recome in brotherly affection Rol. Otto is Rollo now and Rollo Otto Or as they have one mind rather one name From this attonement let our lives begin Be all the rest forgotten Aub. Spoke like Rollo Soph. And to the honour of this reconcilement We all this night will at a publick Feast With choice Wines drown our late fears and with Musick Welcome our comforts Bald. Sure and certain ones Exeunt Manent Grandpree Verdon Trevile and Duprete Grand Did ever such a hopeful business end thus Ver. 'T is fatal to us all and yet you Grandpree Have the least cause to fear Grand Why what 's my hope Ver. The certainty that you have to be hang'd You know the Chancellours promise Grand Plague upon you Ver. What think you of a Bath and a Lords Daughter To entertain you Grand Those desires are off Frail thoughts all friends no Rollians now nor Ottoes The sev'ral court'sies of our swords and servants Defer to after consequence let 's make use Of this nights freedom a short Parliament to us In which it will be lawful to walk freely Nay to our drink we shall have meat too that 's No usual business to the men o' th' sword Drink deep with me to night we shall to morrow Or whip or hang the merrier Tre. Lead the way then Exeunt Actus Secundus Scena Prima Enter Latorch and Rollo Lato. WHY should this trouble you Rol. It does and must do till I find ease Lato. Consider then and quickly And like a wise man take the current with you Which once turn'd head will sink you blest occasion Offers her self in thousand safeties to you Time standing still to point you out your purpose And resolution the true child of Vertue Readie to execute what dull cold weakness Has crept into your bosom whose meer thoughts Like tempests plowing up the sayling Forests Even with their swing were wont to shake down hazards What is' t your Mothers tears Rol. Pray thee be patient Lat. Her hands held up her prayers or her curses Oh power of paper dropt through by a woman Take heed the Souldiers see it not 't is miserable In Rollo below miserable take heed your friends The sinews of your cause the strength you stir by Take heed I say they find it not take heed Your own repentance like a passing-bell Too late and too loud tell the world y' are perisht What noble spirit eager of advancement Whose imployment is his plough what sword whose sharpness Waits but the arm to wield it or what hope After the world has blown abroad this weakness Will move again or make a wish for Rollo Rol. Are we not friends again by each oath ratified Our tongues the Heralds to our hearts Lat. Poor hearts then Rol. Our worthier friends Lat. No friends Sir to your honour Friends to your fall where is your understanding The noble vessel that your full soul sail'd in Rib'd round with honours where is that 't is ruin'd The tempest of a womans sighs has sunk it Friendship take heed Sir is
you Mat. What will the Butcher do I will not stir Rol. Stir and unforc't stir or stir never more Command her you grave Beldam that know better My deadly resolutions since I drew them From the infective fountain of your own Or if you have forgot this fiery prompter Shall fix the fresh impression on your heart Sop. Rise Daughter serve his will in what we may Lest what we may not he enforce the rather Is this all you command us Rol. This addition only admitted that when I endeavour To quit me of this slaughter you presume not To cross me with a syllable for your souls Murmur nor think against it but weigh well It will not help your ill but help to more And that my hand wrought thus far to my will Will check at nothing till his circle fill Mat. Fill it so I consent not but who sooths it Consents and who consents to tyrannie does it Rol. False traytress die then with him Aub. Are you mad to offer at more blood and make your self More horrid to your people I 'le proclaim It is not as your instrument will publish Rol. Do and take that along with you so nimble Resign my sword and dare not for thy soul To offer what thou insolently threatnest One word proclaiming cross to what Latorch Hath in Commission and intends to publish Aub. Well Sir not for your threats but for your good Since more hurt to you would more hurt your Country And that you must make Vertue of the need That now compels you I 'll consent as far As silence argues to your will proclaimed And since no more Sons of your Princely Father Survive to rule but you and that I wish You should rule like your Father with the love And zeal of all your Subjects this foul slaughter That now you have committed made ashamed With that fair blessing that in place of plagues Heaven trys our mending disposition with Take here your sword which now use like a Prince And no more like a Tyrant Rol. This sounds well live and be gracious with us Gis and Bal. Oh Lord Aubrey Mat. He flatter thus Sop. He temporizes fitly Rol. Wonder invades me do you two think much That he thus wisely and with need consents To what I authour for your Countries good You being my Tutor you my Chancellour Gis Your Chancellour is not your Flatterer Sir Bal. Nor is it your Tutors part to shield such doctrine Rol. Sir first know you In praise of your pure Oratory that rais'd you That when the people who I know by this Are rais'd out of their rests and hastening hither To witness what is done here are arrived With our Latorch that you ex tempore Shall fashion an Oration to acquit And justifie this forced fact of mine Or for the proud refusal lose your head Gis I fashion an Oration to acquit you Sir know you then that 't is a thing less easie To excuse a parricide than to commit it Rol. I do not wish you Sir to excuse me But to accuse my Brother as the cause Of his own slaughter by attempting mine Gis Not for the World I should pour blood on blood It were another murther to accuse Him that fell innocent Rol. Away with him hence hail him straight to execution Aub. Far flye such rigour your amendful hand Rol. He perishes with him that speaks for him Guard do your office on him on your lives pain Gis Tyrant 't will haste thy own death Rol. Let it wing it He threatens me Villains tear him piece-meal hence Guard Avant Sir Ham. Force him hence Rol. Dispatch him Captain And bring me instant word he is dispatched And how his Rhetorick takes it Ham. I 'll not fail Sir Rol. Captain besides remember this in chief That being executed you deny To all his friends the Rites of Funeral And cast his Carkass out to Dogs and Fowls Ham. 'T is done my Lord. Rol. Upon your life not fail Bal. What impious daring is there here of Heaven Rol. Sir now prepare your self against the people Make here their entry to discharge the Oration He hath denied my will Bal. For fear of death ha ha ha Rol. Is death ridiculous with you Works misery of Age this or thy judgment Bal. Judgment false Tyrant Rol. You 'll make no Oration then Bal. Not to excuse but aggravate thy murder if thou wilt Which I will so enforce I 'll make thee wreak it With hate of what thou win'st by 't on thy self With such another justly merited murther Rol. I 'll answer you anon Enter Latorch Lat. The Citizens are hasting Sir in heaps all full resolv'd By my perswasion of your Brothers Treasons Rol. Honest Latorch Enter Hamond Ham. See Sir here 's Gisberts head Rol. Good speed was 't with a Sword Ham. An Axe Sir Rol. An Axe 't was vilely done I would have had My own fine Headsman done it with a Sword Go take this Dotard here and take his head Off with a Sword Ham. Your Schoolmaster Rol. Even he Bal. For teaching thee no better 't is the best Of all thy damned justices away Captain I 'll follow Ed. Oh stay there Duke and in the midst of all thy blood and fury Hear a poor Maids Petitions hear a Daughter The only Daughter of a wretched Father Oh stay your haste as you shall need this mercy Rol. Away with this fond woman Ed. You must hear me If there be any spark of pity in you If sweet humanity and mercy rule you I do confess you are a Prince your anger As great as you your Execution greater Rol. Away with him Ed. Oh Captain by thy manhood By her soft soul that bare thee I do confess Sir Your doom of justice on your foes most righteous Good noble Prince look on me Rol. Take her from me Ed. A curse upon his life that hinders me May Fathers Blessing never fall upon him May Heaven never hear his Prayers I beseech you Oh Sir these few tears beseech you these chast hands woo you That never yet were heav'd but to things holy Things like your self you are a god above us Be as a God then full of saving mercy Mercy Oh mercy for his sake mercy T at when your stout heart weeps shall give you pity Here I must grow Rol. By Heaven I 'll strike thee woman Ed. Most willingly let all thy anger seek me All the most studied torments so this good man This old man and this innocent escape thee Rol. Carry him away I say Ed. Now blessing on thee Oh sweet pity I see it in thy Eyes I charge you Souldiers Even by the Princes power release my Father The Prince is merciful why do you hold him He is old why do you hurt him speak Oh speak Sir Speak as you are a man a mans life hangs Sir A friends life and a softer life upon you 'T is but a word but mercy quickly spoke Sir Oh speak Prince speak Rol. Will no man here obey me
I will not say I ow ye a quarel Monsieur For making me your Stale a noble Gentleman Would have had more courtesie at least more faith Than to turn off his Mistris at first trial You know not what respect I might have shew'd ye I find ye have worth Pi. I cannot stay to answer ye Ye see my charge I am beholding to ye For all your merry tricks ye put upon me Your bobs and base accounts I came to love ye To wooe ye and to serve ye I am much indebted to ye For dancing me off my legs and then for walking me For telling me strange tales I never heard of More to abuse me for mistaking me When ye both knew I was a Gentleman And one deserv'd as rich a match as you are Lel. Be not so bitter Sir Pi. You see this Lady She is young enough and fair enough to please me A woman of a loving mind a quiet And one that weighs the worth of him that loves her I am content with this and bless my fortune Your curious Wits and Beauties Lel. Faith see me once more Pi. I dare not trouble ye Lel. May I speak to your Lady Pi. I pray ye content your self I know ye are bitter And in your bitterness ye may abuse her Which if she comes to know for she understands ye not It may breed such a quarrel to your kindred And such an indiscretion fling on you too For she is nobly friended Lel. I could eat her Pi. Rest as ye are a modest noble Gentlewoman And afford your honest neighbours some of your prayers Exit Mir. What think you now Lel. Faith she 's a pretty Whiting She has got a pretty catch too Mir. You are angry Monstrous angry now grievously angry And the pretty heart does swell now Lel. No in troth Sir Mir. And it will cry anon a pox upon it And it will curse it self and eat no meat Lady And it will fight Lel. Indeed you are mistaken It will be very merry Ros Why Sir do you think There are no more men living nor no handsomer Than he or you By this light there be ten thousand Ten thousand thousand comfort your self dear Monsieur Faces and bodies Wits and all Abiliments There are so many we regard 'em not Enter Belleur and two Gentlemen Mir. That such a noble Lady I could burst now So far above such trifles Bel. You did laugh at me And I know why ye laughed 1 Gent. I pray ye be satisfied If we did laugh we had some private reason And not at you 2 Gent. Alas we know you not Sir Bel. I 'le make you know me set your faces soberly Stand this way and look sad I 'le be no May-game Sadder demurer yet Ros What 's the matter What ails this Gentleman Bel Go off now backward that I may behold ye And not a simper on your lives Lel. He 's mad sure Bel. Do you observe me too Mir. I may look on ye Bel. Why do you grin I know your minde Mir. You do not You are strangely humorous is there no mirth nor pleasure But you must be the object Bel. Mark and observe me Where ever I am nam'd The very word shall raise a general sadness For the disgrace this scurvy woman did me This proud pert thing take heed ye laugh not at me Provoke me not take heed Ros I would fain please ye Do any thing to keep ye quiet Bel. Hear me Till I receive a satisfaction Equal to the disgrace and scorn ye gave me Ye are a wretched woman till thou woo'st me And I scorn thee asmuch as seriously Jear and abuse thee ask what Gill thou art Or any baser name I will proclaim thee I will so sing thy vertue so be-paint thee Ros Nay good Sir be more modest Bel. Do you laugh again Because ye are a woman ye are lawless And out of compass of an honest anger Ros Good Sir have a better belief of me Lel. Away dear Sister Exit Mir. Is not this better now this seeming madness Than falling out with your friends Bel. Have I not frighted her Mir. Into her right wits I warrant thee follow this humor And thou shalt see how prosperously 't will guide thee Bel. I am glad I have found a way to woo yet I was afraid once I never should have made a civil Suiter Well I 'le about it still Exit Mir. Do do and prosper What sport do I make with these fools What pleasure Feeds me and fats my sides at their poor innocence Enter Leverduce alias Lugier Mr. Illiard Wooing and wiving hang it give me mirth Witty and dainty mirth I shall grow in love sure With mine own happy head Who 's this To me Sir What youth is this Lev. Yes Sir I would speak with you If your name be Monsieur Mirabel Mir. Ye have hit it Your business I beseech ye Lev. This it is Sir There is a Gentlewoman hath long time affected ye And lov'd ye dearly Mir. Turn over and end that story 'T is long enough I have no faith in women Sir Lev. It seems so Sir I do not come to woo for her Or sing her praises though she well deserve 'em I come to tell ye ye have been cruel to her Unkind and cruel falser of faith and careless Taking more pleasure in abusing her Wresting her honour to your wild disposes Than noble in requiting her affection Which as ye are a man I must desire ye A Gentleman of rank not to persist in No more to load her fair name with your injuries Mir. Why I beseech ye Sir Lev. Good Sir I 'le tell ye And I 'le be short I 'le tell ye because I love ye Because I would have you shun the shame may follow There is a noble man new come to Town Sir A noble and a great man that affects her A Coutrey-man of mine a brave Savoyan Nephew to th' Duke and so much honours her That 't will be dangerous to pursue your old way To touch at any thing concerns her honour Believe most dangerous her name is Oriana And this great man will marry her take heed Sir For howsoe'r her Brother a staid Gentleman Le ts things pass upon better hopes this Lord Sir Is of that fiery and that poynant metal Especially provok'd on by affection That 't will be hard but you are wise Mir. A Lord Sir Lev. Yes and a noble Lord. Mir. ' Send her good fortune This will not stir her Lord a Barronness Say ye so say ye so by 'r Lady a brave title Top and top gallant now ' save her great Ladiship I was a poor servant of hers I must confess Sir And in those daies I thought I might be jovy And make a little bold to call into her But Basto now I know my rules and distance Yet if she want an Usher such an implement One that is throughly pac'd a clean made Gentleman Can hold a hanging up with approbation Plant his hat
bless me Sure if I had provok'd 'em they had quarter'd me I am a most ridiculous Ass now I perceive it A Coward and a Knave too 1 Gent. 'T is the mad Gentleman Let 's set our Faces right Bel. No no laugh at me And laugh aloud 2 Gent. We are better manner'd Sir Bel. I do deserve it call me Patch and Puppy And beat me if you please 1 Gent. No indeed we know ye Bel. ' Death do as I would have ye 2 Gent. You are an Ass then A Coxcomb and a Calf Bel. I am a great Calf Kick me a little now Why when Sufficient Now laugh aloud and scorn me so good b'ye And ever when ye meet me laugh 1 Gent. We will Sir Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Nantolet La-Castre De-Gard Lugier Mirabel Mir. Your patience Gentlemen why do ye bait me Nan. Is' t not a shame you are so stubborn hearted So stony and so dull to such a Lady Of her Perfections and her Misery Lug. Does she not love ye does not her distraction For your sake only her most pitied lunacie Of all but you shew ye does it not compel ye Mir. Soft and fair Gentlemen pray ye proceed temperately Lug. If ye have any feeling any sense in ye The least touch of a noble heart La Cas Let him alone It is his glory that he can kill Beauty Ye bear my Stamp but not my Tenderness Your wild unsavoury Courses set that in ye For shame be sorry though ye cannot cure her Shew something of a Man of a fair Nature Mir. Ye make me mad De-Gard Let me pronounce this to ye You take a strange felicity in slighting And wronging Women which my poor Sister feels now Heavens hand be gentle on her Mark me Sir That very hour she dies there 's small hope otherwise That minute you and I must grapple for it Either your life or mine Mir. Be not so hot Sir I am not to be wrought on by these policies In truth I am not Nor do I fear the tricks Or the high sounding threats of a Savoyan I glory not in Cruelty ye wrong me Not grow up water'd with the tears of Women This let me tell ye howsoe'r I shew to ye Wild as ye please to call it or self-will'd When I see cause I can both do and suffer Freely and feelingly as a true Gentleman Enter Rosalure and Lelia Ros O pity pity thousand thousand pities Lel. Alas poor Soul she will dye she is grown sensless She will not know nor speak now Ros Dye for love And love of such a Youth I would dye for a Dog first He that kills me I 'll give him leave to eat me I 'll know men better ere I sigh for any of ' em Lel. Ye have done a worthy act Sir a most famous Ye have kill'd a Maid the wrong way ye are a conqueror Ros A Conquerour a Cobler hang him Sowter Go hide thy self for shame go lose thy memory Live not ' mongst Men thou art a Beast a Monster A Blatant Beast Lel. If ye have yet any honesty Or ever heard of any take my Counsel Off with your Garters and seek out a Bough A handsom Bough for I would have ye hang like a Gentleman And write some doleful matter to the World A Warning to hard hearted men Mir. Out Kitlings What Catterwauling's here what Gibbing Do you think my heart is softned with a black Santis Shew me some reason Enter Oriana on a Bed Ros Here then here is a reason Nant. Now if ye be a man let this sight shake ye La. C. Alas poor Gentlewoman do you know me Lady Lug. How she looks up and stares Ori. I know ye very well You are my Godfather and that 's the Monsieur De-Gar And who am I Ori. You are Amadis de Gaul Sir Oh oh my heart were ye never in love sweet Lady And do you never dream of Flowers and Gardens I dream of walking Fires take heed it comes now Who 's that pray stand away I have seen that face sure How light my head is Ros Take some rest Ori. I cannot For I must be up to morrow to go to Church And I must dress me put my new Gown on And be as fine to meet my Love Heigh ho Will not you tell me where my Love lies buried Mir. He is not dead beshrew my heart she stirs me Ori. He is dead to me Mir. Is' t possible my Nature Should be so damnable to let her suffer Give me your hand Ori. How soft you feel how gentle I 'll tell you your fortune Friend Mir. How she stares on me Or. You have a flattering face but 't is a fine one I warrant you may have a hundred Sweet-hearts Will ye pray for me I shall dye to morrow And will ye ring the Bells Mir. I am most unworthy I do confess unhappy do you know me Ori. I would I did Mir. Oh fair tears how ye take me Ori. Do you weep too you have not lost your Lover You mock me I 'l go home and pray Mir. 'Pray ye pardon me Or if it please ye to consider justly Scorn me for I deserve it Scorn and shame me Sweet Oriana Lel. Let her alone she trembles Her sits will grow more strong if ye provoke her La Cas Certain she knows ye not yet loves to see ye How she smiles now Bel. Where are ye Oh why do you laugh come laugh at me What a Devil art thou sad and such a subject Such a ridiculous subject as I am Before thy face Mir. Prithee put off this lightness This is no time for mirth nor place I have us'd too much on 't I have undone my self and a sweet Lady By being too in dulgent to my foolery Which truly I repent look here Bel. What aâ—â—s she Mir. Alas she 's mad Bel. Mad Mir. Yes too sure for me too Bel. Dost thou wonder at that by this light they are all so They are coz'ning mad they are brawling mad they are proud mad They are all all mad I came from a World of mad Women Mad as March-Hares get 'em in Chains then deal with ' em There 's one that 's mad she seems well but she is dog mad Is she dead dost think Min. Dead Heaven forbid Bel. Heaven further it For till they be key cold dead there 's no trusting of 'em Whate'r they seem or howsoe'r they carry it Till they be chap faln and their Tongues at peace Nail'd in their Coffins sure I 'll ne'r believe 'em Shall I talk with her Mir. No dear friend be quiet And be at peace a while Bel. I 'll walk aside And come again anon but take heed to her You say she is a Woman Mir. Yes Bel. Take great heed For if she do not cozen thee then hang me Let her be mad or what she will she 'll cheat thee Exit Mir. Away wild Fool how vile this shews in him now Now take my faith before ye all I speak it
And with it my repentant love La-C. This seems well Mir. Were but this Lady clear again whose sorrows My very heart melts for were she but perfect For thus to marry her would be two miseries Before the richest and the noblest Beauty France or the World could shew me I would take her As she is now my Tears and Prayers shall wed her De-Gar This makes some small amends Ros She beckons to ye To us too to go off Nant. Let 's draw aside all Ori. Oh my best friend I would fain Mir. What she speaks well And with another voice Ori. But I am fearful And shame a little stops my tongue Mir. Speak boldly Ori. Tell ye I am well I am perfect well 'pray ye mock not And that I did this to provoke your Nature Out of my infinite and restless love To win your pity pardon me Mir. Go forward Who set ye on Ori. None as I live no Creature Not any knew or ever dream'd what I meant Will ye be mine Mir. 'T is true I pity ye But when I marry ye ye must be wiser Nothing but Tricks Devices Ori. Will ye shame me Mir. Yes marry wiâ—â— I Come near come near a miracle The Woman 's well she was only mad for Marriage Stark mad to be ston'd to death give her good counsel Will this world never mend are ye caught Damsel Enter Belleur La Castre Lugier Nantolet De Gard Rosalure and Bianca Bel. How goes it now Mir. Thou art a kind of Prophet The Woman 's well again and would have gull'd me Well excellent well and not a taint upon her Bel. Did not I tell ye Let 'em be what can be Saints Devils any thing they will abuse us Thou wert an Ass to believe her so long a Coxcomb Give 'em a minute they 'll abuse whole millions Mir. And am not I a rare shysician Gentlemen That can cure desperate mad minds De Gar. Be not insolent Mir. Well go thy waies from this hour I disclaim thee Unless thou hast a trick above this then I 'le love thee Ye owe me for your Cure pray have a care of her For sear she fall into Relapse come Belleur We 'll set up Bills to Cure Diseased Virgins Bel. Shall we be merry Mir. Yes Bel. But I 'le no more projects If we could make 'em mad it were some mastery Exeunt Lal. I am glad she is well again Ros So am I certain Be not ashamed Oria. I shall never see a man more De Gar. Come ye are a fool had ye but told me this trick He should not have gloried thus Lug. He shall not long neither La C. Be râ—l'd and be at peace ye have my consent And what power I can work with Nant. Come leave blushing We are your friends an honest way compell'd ye Heaven will not see so true a love unrecompenc'd Come in and slight him too Lug. The next shall hit him Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter De Gard and Lugier De G. 'T Will be discover'd Lug. That 's the worst can happen If there be any way to reach and work upon him Upon his nature suddenly and catch him that he loves Though he dissemble it and would shew contrary And will at length relent I 'le lay my Fortune Nay more my life De G. Is she won Lug. Yes and ready And my designments set De G. They are now for Travel All for that Game again they have forgot wooing Lug. Let 'em we 'll travel with ' em De G. Where 's his Father Lug. Within he knows my mind too and allows it Pities your Sisters Fortune most sincerely And has appointed for our more assistance Some of his secret Friends De G. ' Speed the Plough Lug. Well said And be you serious too De G. I shall be diligent Lug. Let 's break the Ice for one the rest will drink too Believe me Sir of the same Cup my young Gentlewomen Wait but who sets the game a foot though they seem stubborn Reserv'd and proud now yet I know their hearts Their Pulses how they beat and for what cause Sir And how they long to venture their Abilities In a true Quarrel Husbands they must and will have Or Nunneries and thin Collations To cool their bloods let 's all about our business And if this fail let Nature work De G. Ye have arm'd me Exeunt SCENE II. Enter Mirabel Nantolet and La-Castre La-Cast Will ye be wilful then Mir. 'Pray Sir your pardon For I must Travel lie lazy here bound to a Wife Chain'd to her subtleties Her humours and her wills which are meer Fetters To have her to day pleas'd to morrow peevish The third day mad the fourth rebellious You see before they are married what Moriscoes What Masques and Mummeries they put upon us To be ty'd here and suffer their Lavalto's Nan. 'T is your own seeking Mir. Yes to get my freedom Were they as I could wish ' em La Cast Fools and Meacocks To endure what you think fit to put upon 'em Come change your mind Mir. Not before I â—ave chang'd Air Father When I know Women worthy of my company I will return again and wait upon 'em Till then dear Sir I 'le amble all the world over And run all hazards misery and poverty Enter Pinac and Belleur So I escape the dangerous Bay of Matrimony Pin. Are ye resolv'd Mir. Yes certain I will out again Pin. We are for ye Sir we are your servants once more Once more we 'll seek our fortune in strange Countries Ours is too scornful for us Bel. Is there ne're a Land That ye have read or heard of for I care not how far it be Nor under what pestiferous Star it lies A happy Kingdom where there are no Women Nor have been ever Nor no mention Of any such lewd things with lewder qualities For thither would I Travel where 't is Felony To confess he had a Mother a Mistris Treason La-Cast Are you for Travel too Bel. For any thing For living in the Moon and stopping hedges E're I stay here to be abus'd and baffl'd Nan. Why did ye not break your minds to me they are my Daughters And sure I think I should have that command over 'em To see 'em well bestow'd I know ye are Gentlemen Men of fair Parts and States I know your Parents And had ye told me of your fair Affections Make but one tryal more and let me second ye Bel. No I 'le make Hob-nails first and mend old Kettles Can ye lend me an Armour of high proof to appear in And two or three Field-pieces to defend me The Kings Guard are meer Pigmeys Nant. They will not eat ye Bel. Yes and you too and twenty satter Monsieurs If their high stomachs hold they came with Chopping-knives To cut me into Rands and Sirloins and so powder me Come shall we go Nant. You cannot be so discourteous If ye intend to go as not to visit 'em And take your
wait upon as far as Italy Bel. I 'll travel into Wales amongst the mountains I hope they cannot find me Ros If you go further So good and free society we hold ye We 'll jog along too Pin. Are ye so valiant Lady Lel. And we 'll be merry Sir and laugh Pin. It may be We 'll go by Sea Lel. Why 't is the only voyage I love a Sea-voyage and a blustring tempest And let all split Pin. This is a dainty Damosel I think 't will tame ye can ye ride post Lel. O excellently I am never weary that way A hundred mile a day is nothing with me Bel. I 'le travel under ground do you hear sweet Lady I find it will be dangerous for a woman Ros No danger Sir I warrant I love to be under Bel. I see she will abuse me all the world over But say we pass through Germany and drink hard Ros We 'll learn to drink and swagger too Bel. She 'l beat me Lady I 'le live at home Ros And I 'le live with thee And we 'll keep house together Bel. I 'le keep hounds first And those I hate right heartily Pin. I go for Turky And so it may be up into Persia Lel. We cannot know too much I 'le travel with ye Pin. And you 'l abuse me Lel. Like enough Pin. 'T is dainty Bel. I will live in a bawdy-house Ros I dare come to ye Bel. Say I am dispos'd to hang my self Ros There I 'le leave ye Bel. I am glad I know how to avoid ye Mir. May I speak yet Fac. She beckons to ye Mir. Lady I could wish I knew to recompence Even with the service of my life those pains And those high favours you have thrown upon me Till I be more desertful in your eye And till my duty shall make known I honour ye Noblest of women do me but this favour To accept this back again as a poor testimony Ori. I must have you too with 'em else the will That says they must rest with ye is infring'd Sir Which pardon me I dare not do Mir. Take me then And take me with the truest love Ori. 'T is certain My Brother lov'd ye dearly and I ought As dearly to preserve that love But Sir Though I were willing these are but your Ceremonies Mir. As I have life I speak my soul Ori. I like ye But how you can like me without I have Testimony A Stranger to ye Mir. I 'le marry ye immediately A fair State I dare promise ye Bel. Yet she 'll couzen thee Ori. Would some fair Gentleman durst promise for ye Mir. By all that 's good Enter La-Castre Nantolet Lugier de-Gard All. And we 'll make up the rest Lady Ori. Then Oriana takes ye nay she has caught ye If ye start now let all the world cry shame on ye I have out travell'd ye Bel. Did not I say she would cheat thee Mir. I thank ye I am pleas'd ye have deceiv'd me And willingly I swallow it and joy in 't And yet perhaps I know ye whose plot was this Lug. He is not asham'd that cast it he that executed Followed your Fathers will Mir. What a world 's this nothing but craft and cozenage Ori. Who begun Sir Mir. Well I do take thee upon meer Compassion And I do think I shall love thee As a Testimony I 'le burn my book and turn a new leaf over But these fine clothes you shall wear still Ori. I obey you Sir in all Nant. And how how daughters what say you to these Gentlemen What say ye Gentlemen to the Girles Pen. By my troth if she can love me Lel. How long Pin. Nay if once ye love Lel. Then take me And take your chance Pin. Most willingly ye are mine Lady And if I use ye not that ye may love me Lel. A Match i' faith Pin. Why now ye travel with me Ros How that thing stands Bel. It will if ye urge it ' Bless your five wits Ros Nay 'prethee stay I 'le have thee Bel. You must ask me leave first Ros Wilt thou use me kindly And beat me but once a week Bel. If ye deserve no more Ros And wilt thou get me with child Bel. Dost thou ask me seriously Ros Yes indeed do I. Bel. Yes I will get thee with child come presently And 't be but in revenge I 'le do thee that courtesie Well if thou wilt fear God and me have at thee Ros I 'le love ye and I 'le honour ye Bel. I am pleas'd then Mir. This Wild-Goose Chase is done we have won o' both sides Brother your love and now to Church of all hands Let 's lose no time Pin. Our travelling lay by Bel. No more for Italy for the Low-Countries Exeunt A Wife for a Month A TRAGI-COMEDY Persons Represented in the Play Alphonso King of Naples elder Brother to Frederick Frederick unnatural and libidinous Brother to Alphonso and usurper of his Kingdom Sorano a Lord Brother to Evanthe Frederick's wicked instrument Valerio a noble young Lord servant to Evanthe three honest Court Lords Camillo Cleanthes Menallo Rugio an honest Lord friend to Alphonso Marco a Frier Alphonso's friend Podramo a necessary creature to Sorano with other Masquers Cupid Graces with other Masquers Tonie King Frederick's Knavish fool Castruccio Captain of the Cittadel an honest man Citizens Lawyer Physician Captain Cut-purse Fool. Attendants WOMEN Queen Wife to Frederick a vertuous Lady Evanthe Sister to Sorano the chaste Wife of Valerio or a Wife for a Month. Cassandra an old Bawd Waiting-woman to Evanthe Ladies City-Wives The Scene Naples The principal Actors were Joseph Taylor Richard Robinson Nicholas Toolie Robert Benfield John Vnderwood George Birch Actus Primus Scena Prima Enter King Frederick Sorano Valerio Camillo Cleanthes Menallo and Attendants Sor. WILL your Grace speak Fre. Let me alone Sorano Although my thoughts seem sad they are welcome to me Sor. You know I am private as your secret wishes Ready to fling my soul upon your service E're your command be on 't Fre. Bid those depart Sor. You must retire my Lords Cam. What new design is hammering in his head now Cle. Let 's pray heartily None of our heads meet with it my Wife 's old That 's all my comfort Men. Mine's ugly that I am sure on And I think honest too 't would make me start else Cam. Mine's troubled in the Country with a Feaver And some few infirmities else he looks again Come let 's retire certain 't is some she-business This new Lord is imployed Val. I 'le not be far off because I doubt the cause Ex. Fre. Are they all gone Sor. All but your faithful Servant Fre. I would tell thee But 't is a thing thou canst not like Sor. Pray ye speak it is it my head I have it ready for ye Sir Is' t any action in my power my wit I care not of what nature nor what follows Fre. I am in love Sor. That 's
me But rather when I meet thee tears to soften thee When I put on this habit I put off All fires all angers all those starts of youth â—hat clapt too rank a bias to my being And drew me from the right mark all should aim at In stead of stubborn steel I put on prayers For rash and hasly heats a sweet repentance Long weary steps and vows for my vain glories O Roderigo Rod. If thy tongue could save thee Praâ—ing be thy bail thou hast a rare benefit Souldiers come out and bring a halter with ye I 'le forgive your holy habit Sir but I 'le hang you Enter Out lawâ— Loper Jaques 1 Out l. Wherefore this halter Captain Rod. For this traytor So put it on him and then tie him up 1. Do you want a Band Sir this is a course wearing T will â—it but scuâ—vily upon this collar But patience is as good as a French Pickadel Lâ—p What 's his fault Captain Rod. 'T is my will he perish And that 's his fault Ped. A Captain of good government Come Souldiers come ye are roughly bred and bloody â—hâ—w your obedience and the joy ye take In executing impious commands Ye have a Captain seals your liberal pardons Be no more Christians put religion by 'T will make ye cowards feel no tenderness Nor let a thing call'd conscience trouble ye Alas 't will bâ—eed delay Bear no respect To what I seem were I a Saint indeed Why should that stagger ye you know not holiness To be excellent in evil is your goodness And be so 't will become ye have no hearts For feaâ— you should repent that will be dangerous For if there be a knocking there a pricking And that pulse beat back to your considerations How ye have laid a stiâ—â— hand on Religion Rod. Truss him I say Ped. And violated faith Rod. Heaâ— him not prate Ped Why what a thing will this be What strange confusion then will breed among ye Rod. Will none of ye obey Ped. What Devils vex ye The fears ye live in and the hourly dangers Will be delights to these those have their ends But these outlive all time and all repentance And if it creep into your conscience once Be sure ye lock that close Rod. Why stand ye gazing Ped. Farewel sleep peace all that are humane comforts Better ye had been Trees or Stones and happier For those die here and seek no further being Nor hopes nor punishments Rod. Rots take ye Rascals Jaq. What would you have us do Rod. Dispatch the prater Jaq. And have religious blood hang on our consciences We are bad enough already sins enough To make our graves even loath us Rod. No man love me Lop. Although I be a thief I am no hangman They are two mens trades and let another execute Lay violent hands on holy things Rod. Base Cowards Put to your powers ye rascals I command ye Holy or unholy if I say it I 'le have it done 1 Out-l. If I do 't let me starve for 't 2. Or I. 3. Or I we will obey things handsom And bad enough and overdo obedience But to be made such instruments of mischief Jaq. I have done as many villanies as another And with as little reluctation Let me come clear of these and wipe that score off Put me upon a felt and known perdition Rod. Have ye conspir'd ye slaves Ped. How vilely this shows In one that would command anothers temper And bear no bound in 's own Rod. Am I thus jaded Ped. Is it my life thou long'st for Roderigo And can no sacrifice appease thy malice But my blood spilt do it thy self dispatch it And as thou takst the whole revenge unto thee Take the whole sin upon thee and be mighty Mighty in evil as thou art in anger And let not these poor wretches houl for thy sake Those things that in thine own glass seem most monstrous Wouldst thou abuse their weak sights with for amiable Is it thou thinkst to fear me with thy terrors And into weak condition draw my vertue If I were now to learn to die I would sue thee Or did I fear death then I would make thee glorious But knowing what and how far I can suffer And all my whole life being but deaths preface My sleep but at next door Rod. Are ye so valiant I 'le make ye feel I 'le make ye know and feel too And Rascals you shall tremble Keep him here And keep him safe too if he scape your guards Ped. Fear not I will not Rod. As I live ye die for 't I will not be thus bassled Exit Ja. What a Devil have ye done Pilgrim or what mischief Have you conspir'd that he should rage and rave thus Have you kill'd his Father or his Mother or strangled any of his kindred Lop. Has he no Sisters have you not been bouncing About their belly-pieces Jaq. Why should that be dangerous Or any way deserve death is it not natural Bar us the Christian liberty of women And build us up with brick take away our free-stone 1 Out-l. Because thou art holier than he upon my conscience He does not envy thee that 's not his quarrel For look you that might be compounded without prayers Lap. Nor that thou seemst an honester man for here We have no trading with such Tinsel-stuff To be an excellent thief is all we aim at Wilt thou take a spit and stride and see if thou canst outrun us Ped. I scorn to shift his fury keep your obedience For though your government admit no president Keep your selves carefull in 't Jaq. Thou wilt be hang'd then I cannot die with sewer faults upon me 2 Out-l. T is ten to one he will shoot him for the Devil 's in him If he hang him himself Lop. He has too proud a nature He will compel some one Jaq. I am confident Lop. And so are all I think Ped. Be not molested If I must die let it not trouble you It stirs not me it is the end I was born for Only this honest office I desire ye If there be courtesie in men of your breed To see me buried not to let his fury Expose my body to the open violence Of beasts and fowls so far I urge humanity Enter Roderigo Alinda Jaq. He shall not deny us that we 'l see ye under ground And give ye a volly of as good cups of Sack For that 's our Discipline Lop. He comes again As high in rage as ever the boy with him 1 Out-l. Will he compel the child Lop. He is bent to do it And must have some body Rod. If thou lov'st me do it Love me or love me not I say thou shalt do it Stare not nor stagger Sirrah if ye deny me Do you see this Rogue Alin. What would ye have me do Sir Heavens goodness bless me Rod. Do why hang a Rascal That would hang me Alin. I am a boy and weak Sir Rod. Thou art strong enough to tie him to
trim youth Piso what do you call him Piso Why Captain Jacomo Lod. O Captain Jack-boy That is the Gentleman Fred. I think 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 think They are sharper than his sword and dare do more If the Buff meet him fairly Fred. Very well Piso Now do I wonder what she means to do When she has married him Lod. Why well enough Trail his Pike under him and be a Gentlewoman Of the brave Captains Company Fred. Do you hear me This woman is my Sister Gentlemen Lod. I am glad she is none of mine but Frederick Thou art not such a fool sure to be angry Unless it be with her we are thy friends man Fred. I think ye are Lod. Yes 'faith and do but tell thee How she will utterly overthrow her credit If she continue gracing of this pot-gun Piso I think she was bewitcht or mad or blind She would never have taken such a scar-Crow else Into protection of my life he looks Of a more rusty swarth Complexion Than an old arming Doublet Lod. I would send His face to the Cutlers then and have it sanguin'd 'T will look a great deal 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 lest I seem A Railer but let others look upon 't And if they find it any other thing Than a Trunk-sellar to send wines down in Or a long walking bottle I 'll be hang'd for 't His Hide for sure he is a Beast is ranker Than the Muscovy-Leather and grain'd like it And by all likelihoods he was begotten Between a stubborn pair of Winter boots His body goes with straps he is so churlish Lod. He 's poor and beggarly besides all this And of a nature far uncapable Of any benefit for his manners cannot Shew him a way to thank a man that does one He 's so uncivil you may do a part Worthy a Brother to perswade your Sister From her undoing if she prove so foolish To marry this cast Captain look to find her Within a month where you or any good man Would blush to know her selling cheese and prunes And retail'd Bottle-Ale I grieve to think Because I lov'd her what a march this Captain Will set her into Fred. You are both believe me Two arrant Knaves and were it not for taking So just an execution from his hands You have bely'd thus I would swaddle ye Till I could draw off both your skins like Scabbards That man that you have 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 Cloaths would make Two better Gentlemen than 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 talk Or pull your face into a stich again 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 Ass I do not wrong thee now for I speak truth Do not I know thou hast been a cudgel'd Coward That has no cure for shame but Cloath of Silver And think'st the wearing of a gawdy Suit Hides all disgraces Lod. I understand you not you hurt not me Your anger flies so wide Piso Seignior Frederick You much mistake this Gentleman Fred. No Sir Piso If you would please to be less angry I would tell you how Fred. You had better study Sir How to excuse your self if ye be able Or I shall tell you once again 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 hear My Sister made a May-game might I not And give allowance to your liberal 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 lie every way As a Mill grinds from this hour I renounce All part of fellowship that may hereafter Make me take knowledg 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 do deserve it Richly Lod. This is a strange Course Frederick But sure you do not or you would not know us Beat us Piso 'T is somewhat low Sir to a Gentleman Fred. I 'll speak but few words but I 'll make 'em truths Get you gone both and quickly without murmuring Or looking big and yet before you go I will have this confess'd and seriously That you two are two Rascals Lod. How Fred. Two Rascals Come speak 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 speak the words plain and you Lodovick That stand so tally on your reputation You shall be he shall speak it Lod. This is pretty Fred. Let me not stay upon 't Lod. Well we are Rascals Yes Piso we are Rascals Ex. Lod. and Piso Fred. Get ye gone now not a word more y' are Rascals Enter Fabricio and Jacomo Fab. That should be Frederick Jac. 'T is he Frederick 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 near our house I 'le force ye stay a while I pray let it be so Fab. It is too late We 'l come and dine to morrow with your Sister And do our services Jac. Who were those with you Fab. We met two came from hence Fred. Two idle fellows That you shall beat hereafter and I 'le tell ye Some fitter time a cause sufficient for it Fab. But Frederick tell me truly do you think She can affect my friend Fred. No certainer Than when I speak of him or any other She entertains it with as much desire As others do their recreations Fabr. Let not him have this light by any means He will but think he 's mockt and so grow angry Even to a quarrel he 's so much distrustfull Of all that take occasion to commend him Women especially for which he shuns All conversation with 'em and believes 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
And make thy tryal with some other things That safelier will admit a dalliance And if it should be earnest understand How curst thou art so far from Heaven That thou believ'st it not enough to damn alone Or with a stranger but wouldst heap all sins Unnatural upon this aged head And draw thy Father to thy Bed and Hell Lel. You are deceiv'd Sir 't is not against nature For us to lye together if you have An Arrow of the same Tree with your Bow Is' t more unnatural to shoot it there Than in another 'T is our general nature To procreate as fire is to consume And it will trouble you to find a stick The fire will turn from If 't be Natures will We should not mix she will discover to us Some most apparent crossness as our organs Will not be fit which if we do perceive We 'll leave and think it is her pleasure That we should deal with others Fath. The doors are fast thou shalt not say a Prayer 'T is not Heavens will thou shouldst when this is done I 'll kill my self that never man may tell me I got thee Father draws his Sword Angelo discovers himself Lel. I pray you Sir help her for Heavens sake Sir Ang. Hold Reverend Sir for honour of your Age. Fath. Who 's that Ang. For safety of your Soul and of the Soul Of that too-wicked woman yet to dye Fath. What art thou and how cam'st thou to that place Ang. I am a man so strangely hither come That I have broke an Oath in speaking this But I believe 't was better broke than kept And I desire your patience let me in And I protest I will not hinder you In any act you wish more than by word If so I can perswade you that I will not Use violence I 'll throw my Sword down to you This house holds none but I only a maid Whom I will lock fast in as I come down Fath. I do not know thee but thy tongue doth seem To be acquainted with the truth so well That I will let thee in throw down thy Sword Ang. There ' t is Lel. How came he there I am betray'd to shame The fear of sudden death struck me all over So violently that I scarce have breath He lets in Angelo and locks the Door To speak yet but I have it in my head And out it shall that Father may perhaps O'r-reach you yet Enter Father and Angelo Fath. Come Sir what is' t you say Lel. My Angelo by all the joys of love Thou art as welcome as these pliant arms Twin'd round and fast about thee can perswade thee Ang. Away Lel. I was in such a fright before thou cam'st Yond' old mad fellow it will make thee laugh Though it feared me has talkt so wildly here Sirrah he rush'd in at my doors and swore He was my Father and I think believ'd it But that he had a Sword and threatned me I' faith he was good sport good thrust him out That thou and I may kiss together wilt thou Fath. Are you her Champion and with these fair words Got in to rescue her from me Offers to run at him Ang. Hold Sir I swear I do not harbour such a thought I speak it not for that you have two Swords But for 't is truth Lel. Two Swords my Angelo Think this that thou hast two young brawny arms And ne'r a Sword and he has two good Swords And ne'r an arm to use 'em rush upon him I could have beaten him with this weak Body If I had had the spirit of a man Ang. Stand from me and leave talking or by Heaven I 'll trample thy last damning word out of thee Fath. Why do you hinder me then stand away And I will rid her quickly Lel. Would I were Clear of this business yet I cannot pray Ang. Oh be advis'd why you were better kill her If she were good convey her from this place Where none but you and such as you appoint May visit her where let her hear of nought But death and damning which she hath deserv'd Till she be truly justly sorrowful And then lay mercy to her who does know But she may mend Fath. But whither should I bear her Ang. To my house 'T is large and private I will lend it you Fath. I thank you Sir and happily it fits With some design I have but how shall we Convey her Lel. Will they carry me away Fath. For she will scratch and kick and scream so loud That people will be drawn to rescue her Ang. Why none can hear her here but her own maid Who is as fast as she Fath. But in the street Ang. Why we will take 'em both into the Kitchen There bind 'em and then gag 'em and then throw 'em Into a Coach I 'll bring to the back-door And hurry 'em away Fath. It shall be so I owe you much for this and I may pay you There is your Sword lay hold upon her quickly This way with me thou disobedient Child Why does thy stubborn heart beat at thy breast Let it be still for I will have it search'd Till I have found a Well of living tears Within it that shall spring out of thine eyes And flow all o'r thy Body foul'd with sin Till it have wash'd it quite without a stain They drag her Lel. Help help ah ah Murther I shall be murthered I shall be murthered Fath. This helps thee not Lel. Basely murthered basely Fath. I warrant you Exeunt Actus Quintus Scena Prima Enter Lodowick and Piso Lod. THis roguey Captain has made fine work with us Pis I would the Devil in a storm would carry him Home to his Garrison again I ake all over That I am sure of certainly my Body s of a wild-fire for my head rings backward Or else I have a morise in my brains Lod. I 'll deal no more with Souldiers well remembred Did not the Vision promise to appear About this time again Pis Yes here he comes He 's just on 's word Enter Father Fath. O they be here together She 's penitent and by my troth I stagger Whether as now she is either of these Two fools be worthy of her yet because Her youth is prone to fall again ungovern'd And marriage now may stay her one of 'em And Piso since I understand him abler Shall be the man the other bear the charges And willingly as I will handle it I have a Ring here which he shall believe Is sent him from a woman I have thought of But e're I leave it I 'll have one of his In pawn worth two on 't for I will not lose By such a mess of sugar-sops as this is I am too old Lod. It moves again let 's meet it Fath. Now if I be not out we shall have fine sport I am glad I have met you Sir so happily You do remember me I am sure Lod. I do Sir Pis This is a short praeludium
to a challenge Fa. I have a message Sir that much concerns you And for your special good nay you may hear too Pis What should this fellow mean Fath. There is a Lady How the poor thing begins to warm already Come to this town as yet a stranger here Sir Fair young and rich both in possessions And all the graces that make up a Woman A Widow and a vertuous one it works He needs no broth upon 't Lod. What of her Sir Fath. No more but this she loves you Lod. Loves me Fath. Yes And with a strong affection but a fair one If ye be wise and thankful ye are made there 's the whole matter Lod. I am sure I hear this Fath. Here is a Ring Sir of no little value Which after she had seen you at a window She bad me haste and give it when she blush'd Like a blown Rose Lod. But pray Sir by your leave Methinks your years should promise no ill meaning Fath. I am no Bawd nor Cheater nor a Courser Of broken winded women if you fear me I 'll take my leave and let my Lady use A fellow of more form an honester I am sure she cannot Lod. Stay you have confirm'd me Yet let me feel you are in health Fath. I hope so My water 's well enough and my pulse Lod. Then All may be excellent pray pardon me For I am like a Boy that had found money Afraid I dream still Pis Sir what kind of woman Of what proportion is your Lady Lod. I. Fath. I 'll tell you presently her very Picture Do you know a woman in this town they call Stay yes it is so Lelia Piso Not by sight Fath. Nor you Sir Lod. Neither Fath. These are precious Rogues To rail upon a woman they never saw So they would use their Kindred Pis We have heard though She is very fair and goodly Fath. Such another Just of the same Complexion making speech But a thought sweeter is my Lady Lod. Then She must be excellent indeed Fath. Indeed she is And you will find it so you do believe me Lod. Yes marry do I and I am so alter'd Fath. Your happiness will alter any man Do not delay the time Sir at a house Where Don Valasco lay the Spanish Seignior Which now is Seignior Angelo's she is Lod. I know it Lod. But before you shew your self Let it be night by all means willingly By day she would not have such Gallants seen Repair unto her 't is her modesty Lod. I 'll go and fit my self Fath. Do and be sure You send provision in in full abundance Fit for the Marriage for this night I know She will be yours Sir have you never a token Of worth to send her back again you must She will expect it Lod. Yes pray give her this And with it all I have I am made for ever Exit Lod. Pis Well thou hast fools luck should I live as long As an old Oak and say my prayers hourly I should not be the better of a penny I think the Devil 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 Fath. Do you think Sir That your friend Seignior Piso will be constant Unto my Lady you should know him well Piso Who Seignior Piso Fath. Yes the Gentleman Piso Why you are wide Sir Fath. Is not his name Piso Piso No mine is Piso Fath. How Piso 'T is indeed Sir And his is Lodowick Fath. Then I am undone Sir For I was sent at first to Piso what a Rascal Was I so ignorantly to mistake you Piso Peace There is no harm done yet Fath. 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 suddenly where I Like a cross block-head lost my memory What shall I do my Lady utterly Will put me from her favour Piso Never fear it I 'll be thy guard I warrant thee O O Am I at length reputed for the Ring I 'll fetch it back with a light vengeance from him H 'ad better keep tame Devils than that Ring Art thou not Steward Fath. No. Pis Thou shalt be shortly Fath. Lord how he takes it Piso I 'll go shift me streight Art t' sure was to Piso Fath. O too sure Sir Piso I 'll mount thee if I live for 't Give me patience heav'n to bear this blessing I beseech thee I am but man I prithee break my head To make me understand I am sensible Fath. Lend me your Dagger and I will Sir Piso No. I believe now like a good Christian Fath. Good Sir make hast I dare not go without ye Since I have so mistaken Piso 'T is no matter Meet me within this half hour at St. Marg'rets Well go thy ways old Lad thou hast the trick on 't Exit Piso Enter Angelo and Julio Ang. How now the news Fath. 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. VVhither man Jul. If all go right I may be fast enough too Ang. I cry you mercy Sir I know your meaning Clora's the woman she 's Frank's Bedfellow Commend me to 'em go Julio Bring 'em to supper all to grace this matter They will serve for witnesses Jul. I will farewel Exit Julio at one door and Ang. and Fath. at another SCENE II. Enter Clora Frank and Frederick and Maid Fred. Sister I brought you Jacomo to the door He has forgot all that he said last night And shame of that makes him loth to come I left Fabricio perswading him but 't is in vain Fran. Alas my fortune Clora Clor. Now Frank see what a kind of man you love That loves you when he 's drunk Fran. If so 'Faith I would marry him my friends I hope Would make him drink Clor. 'T is well consider'd Frank he has such pretty humours then Besides being a Souldier 't is better he should love You when he 's drunk than when he 's sober for then he Will be sure to love you the greatest part on 's life Fran. And were not I a happy woman then Clor. That ever was born Frank i' faith Fred. How now what says he Enter Fabricio 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 swears They mock him Fred. Look how my Sister weeps Fab. Why who can help it Fred. Yes you may safely swear she loves him Fab. Why so I did and may do all the oaths Arithmetick can make e're 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 self Shall bate so much of her own modesty To swear it to him with such tears as now You see rain
tyle again for two pence Exit SCENE III. Enter Charinus Aurelia Cassana Ambassadours Attendants Aur. Never dispute with me you cannot have her Nor name the greatness 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 low subjections of his people Amb. Fair Princes should have tender thoughts Aur. Is she too good To wait upon the mighty Emperours Sister What Princess of that sweetness 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 Ex. Enter Maximinian Max. Now if thou beest a Prophetess 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 like bright Eoan flames shoot 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 weakness is this in ye What a light presence these are words and offers Due only to your husband Dioclesian This free behaviour only his Aur. 'T is strange That only empty names compel affections This man ye see give him what name or title Let it be ne're so poor ne're so despis'd Brother This lovely man Max. Though I be hang'd I 'le forward For certain I am excellent and knew not Aur. This rare and sweet young man see how he looks Sir Max. I 'le justle hard dear Uncle Aur. This thing I say Let him be what he will or bear what fortune This most unequall'd man this spring of beauty Deserves the bed of Juno Cha. You are not mad Max. I hope she be I am sure I am little better Aur. O fair sweet man Cha. For shame refrain this impudence Max. Would I had her alone that I might seal this blessing Sure sure she should not beg if this continue As I hope Heaven it will Uncle I 'le nick ye I 'le nick ye by this life Some would fear killing In the pursuit now of so rare a venture Enter Diocles. I am covetous to die for such a beauty Mine Uncle comes now if she stand I am happie Cha. Be right again for honours sake Dio. Fair Mistris Aur. What man is this Away What sawcy fellow Dare any such base groom press to salute me Dio. Have ye forgot me Fair or do you jest with me I 'le tell ye what I am come 'pray ye look lovely Nothing but frowns and scorns Aur. Who is this fellow Dio. I 'le tell ye who I am I am your husband Aur. Husband to me Dio. To you I am Dioclesian Max. More of this sport and I am made old Mother Effect but this thou hast begun Dio. I am he Lady Reveng'd your Brothers death slew cruel Aper I am he the Souldier courts the Empire honours Your Brother loves am he my lovely Mistriss Will make you Empress of the World Max. Still excellent Now I see too mine Uncle may be cozen'd An Emperour may suffer like another Well said old Mother hold up this miracle Aur. Thou lyest thou art not he thou a brave fellow Char. Is there no shame no modesty in women Aur. Thou one of high and full mark Dio. Gods what ails she Aur. Generous and noble Fie thou liest most basely Thy face and all aspects upon thee tell me Thou art a poor Dalmatian Slave a low thing Not worth the name of Roman stand off farther Dio. What may this mean Aur. Come hither my Endymion Come shew thy self and all eyes be blessed in thee Dio. Ha what is this Aur. Thou fair star that I live by Look lovely on me break into full brightness Look here 's a face now of another making Another mold here 's a divine proportion Eyes fit for Phoebus self to gild the World with And there 's a brow arch'd like the State of Heaven Look how it bends and with what radiance As if the Synod of the gods sate under Look there and wonder now behold that fellow That admirable thing cut with an Axe out Max. Old Woman though I cannot give thee recompence Yet certainly I 'll make thy name as glorious Dio. Is this in truth Char. She is mad and you must pardon her Dio. She hangs upon him see Char. Her fit is strong now Be not you passionate Dio. She kisses Char. Let her 'T is but the fondness of her fit Dio. I am fool'd And if I suffer this Char. 'Pray ye friend be pacified This will be off anon she goes in Exit Aurelia Dio. Sirrah Max. What say you Sir Dio. How dare thy lips thy base lips Max. I am your Kinsman Sir and no such base one I sought no kisses nor I had no reason To kick the Princess from me 't was no manners I never yet compell'd her of her courtesie What she bestows Sir I am thankful for Dio. Be gone Villain Max. I will and I will go off with that glory And magnifie my â—ate Exit Dio. Good Brother leave me I am to my self a trouble now Char. I am sorry for 't You 'll find it but a woman fit to try ye Dio. It may be so I hope so Char. I am asham'd and what I think I blush at Exit Dio. What misery hath my
a couple of stools And then begin And let the Grocer do rare things Pro. But sir We have never a Boy to play him Every one hath a part already Wife Husband Husband For gods sake let Ralph play him Beshrew me if I do not think He will go beyond them all Cit. Well remembred wife Come up Ralph I 'll tell you Gentlemen Let them but lend him a suit of reparrel and necessaries And by gad If any of them all blow wind in the tail on him I 'll be hang'd Wife I pray you youth Let him have a suit of reparrel I 'll be sworn Gentlemen My Husband tells you true He will act you sometimes at our house That all the neighbors cry out on him He will fetch you up a couraging part so in the Garret That we are all as fear'd I warrant you That we quake again We 'll fear our children with him If they be never so unruly Do but cry Ralph comes Ralph comes to them And they 'll be as quiet as Lambs Hold up thy head Ralph Shew the Gentlemen what thou canst do Speak a huffing part I warrant you the Gentlemen will accept of it Cit. Do Ralph do Ralph By heaven Methinks it were an easie leap To pluck bright honor from the pale-fac'd Moon Or dive into the bottom of the Sea Where never fathome line toucht any ground And pluck up drowned honor From the lake of Hell Cit. How say you Gentlemen Is it not as I told you Wife Nay Gentlemen He hath plaid before my husband says Musidorus Before the Wardens of our company Cit. I and he should have plaid Jeronimo With a shoo-maker for a wager Pro. He shall have a suit of apparel If he will go in Cit. In Ralph in Ralph And set out the Grocers in their kind If thou lov'st me Wife I warrant our Ralph will look finely When he 's drest Pro. But what will you have it call'd Cit. The Grocers Honor. Pro. Methinks Me 〈◊〉 The Knight of the bunrning Pestle were better 〈◊〉 I 'll be sworn Husband â—â—at's as good a name as can be Cit Let it be so begin begin My Wife and I will sit down Pro. I pray you do Cit. What stately Musick have you You have Shawnes Pro. Shawns no. Cit. No I 'm a thief if my mind did not give me so Ralph plaies a stately part And he must needs have Shawns I 'll be at the charge of them my self Rather than we 'll be without them Pro. So you are like to be Cit. Why and so I will be There 's two shillings Let 's have the Waits of Southwark They are as rare fellows as any are in England And that will fetch them all o'r the water with a vengeance As if they were mad Pro. You shall have them Will you sit down then Cit. I come Wife Wifc Sit you merry all Gentlemen I 'm bold to sit amongst you for my ease Pro. From all that 's near the Court From all that 's great Within the compass of the City walls We now have brought our Scaene Flie far from hence All private taxes immodest phrases What e'r may but shew like vicious For wicked mirth never true pleasure brings But honest minds are pleas'd with honest things Thus much for that we do But for Ralphs part You must answer for your self Cit. Take you no care for Ralph He 'll discharge himself I warrant you Wife I'faith Gentlemen I 'll give my my word for Ralph Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Merchant and Jasper his Man Merch. Sirrah I 'll make you know you are my Prentice And whom my charitable love redeem'd Even from the fall of fortune gave thee heat And growth to be what now thou art new cast thee Adding the trust of all I have at home In forreign Staples or upon the Sea To thy direction ti'de the good opinions Both of self and friends to thy endeavors So fair were thy beginnings but with these As I remember you had never charge To love your Masters Daughter and even then When I had found a wealthy Husband for her I take it Sir you had not but however I 'll break the neck of that Commission And make you know you are but a Merchants Factor Jasp Sir I do liberally confess I am yours bound both by love and duty to your service In which my labor hath been all my profit I have not lost in bargain nor delighted To wear your honest gains upon my back Nor have I given a pension to my bloud Or lavishly in play consum'd your stock These and the miseries that do attend them I dare with innocence proclaim are strangers To all my temperate actions for your Daughter If there be any love to my deservings Born by her virtuous self I cannot stop it Nor am I able to refrain her wishes She 's private to her self and best of knowledge Whom she 'll make so happy as to sigh for· Besides I cannot think you mean to match her Unto a fellow of so lame a presence One that hath little left of Nature in him Mer. 'T is very well Sir I can tell your wisdom How all this shall be cur'd Jasp Your care becomes you Merc. And thus it shall be Sir I here discharge you My house and service take your liberty And when I want a Son I 'll send for you Exit Jasp These be the fair rewards of them that love Oh you that live in freedom never prove The travel of a mind led by desire Enter Luce. Luce. Why how now friend struck with my Fathers thunder Jasp Struck and struck dead unless the remedy Be full of speed and virtue I am now What I expected long no more your father's Luce. But mine Jasp But yours and only yours I am That 's all I have to keep me from the statute You dare be constant still Luce. O fear me not In this I dare be better than a woman Nor shall his anger nor his offers move me Were they both equal to a Princes power Jasp You know my Rival Luce. Yes and love him dearly Even as I love an ague or foul weather I prethee Jasper fear him not Jasp Oh no I do not mean to do him so much kindness But to our own desires you know the plot We both agreed on Luâ—e Yes and will perform My part exactly Jasp I desire no more Farewel and keep my heart 't is yours Luce. I take it He must do miracles Makes me forsake it Exeunt Cit. Fie upon 'em little infidels What a matter 's here now Well I 'll be hang'd for a half-penny If there be not some abomination knavery in this Play Well let 'em look to 't Ralph must come And if there be any tricks a brewing Wife Let 'em brew and bake too Husband a gods name Ralph will find all out I warrant you And they were older than they are I pray my pretty youth is Ralph ready Boy He will be presently Wife Now I
sitting I espi'd a lovely Dame Whose Master wrought with Lingell and with All And underground he vampied many a Boot Straight did her love prick forth me tender sprig To follow feats of Arms in warlike wise Through Waltham Desart where I did perform Many atchievements and did lay on ground Huge Barbaroso that insulting Giant And all his Captives soon set at liberty Then honor prickt me from my native soil Into Moldavia where I gain'd the love Of Pompiana his beloved Daughter But yet prov'd constant to the black thumm'd Maid Susan and scorn'd Pompianaes love Yet liberal I was and gave her pins And money for her Fathers Officers I then returned home and thrust my self In action and by all means chosen was The Lord of May where I did flourish it With Scarfs and Rings and Poesie in my hand Afrer this action I preferred was And chosen City-Captain at Mile-end With Hat and Feather and with leading staff And train'd my men and brought them all off clear Save one man that beraid him with the noise But all these things I Ralph did undertake Only for my beloved Susans sake Then coming home and sitting in my shop With Apron blew Death came unto my stall To cheapen Aquavitae but e'r I Could take the bottle down and fill a taste Death come and caught a pound of Pepper in his hand And sprinkled all my Face and Body o'r And in an instant vanished away Cit. 'T is a pretty fiction i'faith Ralph Then took I up my Bow and Shaft in hand And walkt in Moor-fields to cool my self But there grim cruel death met me again And shot this forked Arrow through my head And now I faint therefore be warn'd by me My fellows every one of forked heads Farewel all you good boys in merry London Ne'r shall we more upon Shrove-Tuesday meet And pluck down houses of iniquity My pain increaseth I shall never more Hold open whilst another pumps both legs Nor daub a Sattin Gown with rotten Eggs Set up a stake Oh never more I shall I die flie flie my soul to Grocers Hall oh oh oh c. Wife Well said Ralph do your obeysance to the Gentlemen and go your ways well said Ralph Exit Ralph Old Mer. Methinks all we thus kindly and unexpectedly reconciled should not part without a Song Merch. A good motion Old Mer. Strike up then SONG Better Musick ne'r was known Than a Quire of hearts in one Let each other that hath been Troubled with the gall or spleen Learn of us to keep his brow Smooth and plain as ours are now Sing though before the hour of dying He shall rise and then be crying Hey ho 'T is nought but mirth That keeps the bodie from the earth Exeunt omnes Epilogus Cit. Come Nell shall we go the Play 's done Wife Nay by my saith George I have more manners than so I 'll speak to these Gentlemen first I thank you all Gentlemen for your patience and countenance to Ralph a poor fatherless child and if I may see you at my house it should go hard but I would have a pottle of Wine and a Pipe of Tobacco for you for truly I hope you like the youth but I would be glad to know the truth I refer it to your own discretions whether you will applaud him or no for I will wink and whilst you shall do what you will I thank you with all my heart God give you good night come George Loves Pilgramage a Comedy The Persons Represented in the Play Governor of Barcellona Leonardo a noble Genoese Father to Mark Antonio Don Zanchio an old lame angry Soldier Father to Leocadia Alphonso a cholerick Don Father to Theodosia Philippo Son to Alphonso Lover of Leocadia Marc-Antonio Son to Leonardo Pedro a Gentleman and friend to Leonardo Rodorigo General of the Spanish Gallies Incubo Bailiff of Castel Bianco Diego Host of Ossuna Lazaro Hostler to Diego Host of Borcellona Bailiff of Barcellona Chirurgeons Soldiers Attendants Townsmen Attendants WOMEN Love-sick Ladies in pursuit of M. Anton. Theodosia Daugh. to Alphonso Leocadia Daugh. to Don Zanchio Eugenia Wife to the Governor of Barcellona Hostess Wife to Diego Hostess Wife to the Host of Barcellona The Scene Barcellona and the Road. Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Incubo the Bailiff Diego the Host Inc. SIgnior Don Diego and mine Host save thee Die I thank you Mr. Baily Inc. O the block Die Why how should I have answer'd Inc. Not with that Negligent rudeness But I kiss your hands Signior Don Incubo de Hambre and then My Titles Master Baily of Castle-blanco Thou ne'r wilt have the elegancy of an Host I sorrow for thee as my friend and Gossip No smoak nor steam out-breathing from the kitchen There 's little life i' th Hearth then Die I there there That is his friendship harkening for the spit And sorrow that he cannot smell the pot boil Inc. Strange An Inn should be so curst and not the sign Blasted nor withered very strange three days now And not an Egg eat in it nor an Onion Die I think they ha' strew'd the high-ways with caltraps I No horse dares pass 'em I did never know A week of so sad doings since I first Stood to my Sign-post Inc. Gossip I have found The root of all kneel it is thy self Art cause thereof each person is the Founder Of his own fortune good or bad but mend it Call for thy Cloak and Rapier Die How Inc. Do call And put 'em on in haste Alter thy fortune By appearing worthy of her Dost thou think Her good face e'r will know a man in cuerpo In single body thus in Hose and Doublet The horse-boys garb base blank and halfe blank cuerpo Did I or Mr Dean of Sivil our neighbor E'r reach our dignities in cuerpo think'st thou In squirting Hose and Doublet Signior no There went more to 't there were Cloaks Gowns Cassocks And other paramentos Call I say His Cloak and Rapier here Enter Hostess Host What means your Worship Inc. Bring forth thy Husbands Sword so hang it on And now his cloak here cast it up I mean Gossip to change your luck and brink you guests Host Why is there charm in this Inc. Expect now walk But not the pace of one that runs on errands For want of gravity in an Host is odious You may remember Gossip if you please Your Wife being then th' Infanta of the Gipsies And your self governing a great mans Mules then Me a poor Squire at Madrid attending A Master of Ceremonies But a man believe it That knew his place to the gold weight and such Have I heard him ought say ought every Host Within the Catholique Kings Dominions Be in his own house Die How Inc. A Master of Ceremonies At least Vice-Master and to do nought in cuerpo That was his Maxim I will tell thee of him He would not speak with an Ambassadors Cook See a cold bake-meat from a forreign part In cuerpo had
faith for it Theo. If I were wise I yet should hold my peace You will be noble Phil. You shall make me so If you 'll but think me such Theo. I do then know You are deceiv'd with whom you have talk'd so long I am a most unfortunate lost woman Phil. Ha Theo. Do not stir Sir I have here a Sword Phil. Not I sweet Lady of what blood or name Theo. You 'll keep your faith Phil. I 'll perish else Theo. Believe then Of birth too noble for me so descended I am asham'd no less than I am affrighted Phil. Fear not by all good things I will not wrong you Theo. I am the Daughter of a noble Gentleman Born in this part of Spain my fathers name Sir But why should I abuse that reverence When a childs duty has forsaken me Phil. All may be mended in fit time too speak it Theo. Alphonso sir Phil. Alphonso What 's your own name Theo. Any base thing you can invent Phil. Deal truly Theo. They call me Theodosia Phil. Ha and love Is that that hath chang'd you thus Theo. Ye have observ'd me Too nearly Sir 't is that indeed 't is love Sir And love of him oh heavens why should men deal thus Why should they use their arts to cozen us That have no cunning but our fears about us And ever that too late too no dissembling Or double way but doating too much loving Why should they find new oaths to make more wretches Phil. What may his name be Theo. Sir a name that promises Methinks no such ill usage Mark Antonio A noble neighbors son Now I must desire ye To stay a while else my weak eyes must answer Phil. I will Are ye yet ready what is his quality Theo. His best a thief Sir that he would be known by Is heir to Leonardo a rich Gentleman Next of a handsome body had heaven made him A mind fit to it To this man my fortune My more than purblind fortune gave my faith Drawn to it by as many shews of service And signs of truth as ever false tongue utter'd Heaven pardon all Phil. 'T is well 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 daily And hourly I expected the blest Priest He 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 syllable that might offend I have had in shrift yet neither loves Law Signior Nor tye 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 me All my hope Which keeps me yet alive and would perswade me I may be once more happy and thus shapes me A shame to all my modest Sex is this Sir I have a Brother and his old Companion Student in Salamanca there my last hope If he be yet alive and can be loving It left me to recover him For which travel In this Sute left at home of that dear Brothers Thus as you find me 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 me 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 ail 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 ye 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 me I must see you By heaven I must hoa there mine Host a Candle Strive not I will not stir ye Theo. Noble Sir This is a breach of promise Phil. Tender Lady It shall be none but necessary hoa there Some light some light for heavens sake Theo. Will ye betray me Are ye a Gentleman Phil. Good woman Theo. Sir Enter Diego with a light Phil. If I be prejudicial to you curse me Dieg. Ye are early stirring Sir Phil. Give me your Candle And so good morrow for a while Dieg. Good morrow Sir Exit Theo. My Brother Don Philippo nay Sir kill me 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 me I have forgot whose child I am whose Sister Do you forget the pity tied to that Let not compassion sway you you will be then As foul as I and bear the same brand with me A favourer of my fault ye have a sword Sir And such a cause to kill 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 Stars it is Sir Phil. For my Sister I do believe ye and so neer blood has made us With the dear love I ever bore your virtues That I will 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 I Phil. Do not despair Theo. Can ye forgive Phil. Yes Sister Though this be no small error a far greater Theo. And think me still your Sister Phil. My dear Sister Theo. And will you counsel me Phil. To your own peace too Ye shall love still Theo. How good ye are Phil. My business And duty to my Father which now drew me From Salamanca I will lay aside And only be your Agent to perswade ye To leave both love and him and well retire ye Theo. Oh gentle Brother Phil. I perceive 't is folly Delaies in love more dangerous Theo. Noble Brother Phil. Fear not I 'll run your own way and to help you Love having rackt your passions beyond counsel I 'll hazard mine own fame whither shall we venture Theo. Alas I know not Sir Phil. Come 't is bright morning Let 's walk out and consider you 'll keep this habit Theo. I would Sir Phil. Then it shall be what must I call ye Come do not blush pray speak I may spoil all else Theo. Pray call me Theodoro Enter Diego Dieg. Are ye ready The day draws on apace once more good morrow Theo. Good morrow gentle Host now I must thank ye Phil. Who dost thou
youth as much unblown and for our worths And weight of virtue Theo. Do not task her so far Leo. By heaven she is cork and clouds light light Sir vapor But I shall find her out with all her witchcrafts Her paintings and her powncings for 't is art And only art preserves her and meer spels That work upon his powers let her but shew me A ruin'd cheek like mine that holds his colour And writes but sixteen years in spight of sorrows An unbathed body smiles that give but shaddows And wrinkle not the face besides she is little A demy dame that makes no object Theo. Nay Then I must say you err for credit me I think she is taller than your self Leoc. Why let her It is not that shall mate me I but ask My hands may reach unto her Theo. Gentle Lady 'T is now ill time of farther argument For I perceive your anger voyd of counsel Which I could wish more temperate Leoc. Pray forgive me If I have spoken uncivilly they that look on See more than we that play and I beseech ye Impute it loves offence not mine whose torments If you have ever lov'd and found my crosses You must confess are seldom ty'd to patience Yet I could wish I had said less Theo. No harm then Ye have made a full amends our company You may command so please you in your travels With all our faith and furtherance let it be so Leoc. Ye make too great an offer Theo. Then it shall be Go in and rest your self our wholsome dyet Will be made ready straight But heark ye Lady One thing I must entreat your leave and sufferance That these things may be open to my Brother For more respect and honor Leoc. Do your pleasure Theo. And do not change this habit by no means Unless ye change your self Leoc. Which must not yet be Theo. It carries ye concealed and safe Leoc. I am counsell'd Exit Enter Philippo Phil. What 's done Theo. Why all we doubted 't is a woman And of a noble strain too ghess 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 transparent plain But that it should be she tell me directly Theo. By heavens 't is she Phil. By heaven then 't is a sweet one Theo. That 's granted too Phil. But heark ye heark ye Sister How came she thus disguis'd Theo. I 'll 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 handsomly Theo. Wondrous well Sir And all she do's becomes her even her anger Phil. How seemed she when you found her Theo. Had you seen How sweetly fearful her pretty self Betray'd her self how neat her sorrow show'd And in what hansome phrase she put her story And as occasion stirr'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 'll tell ye that some fitter time but trust me My Marc-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 shall not find me wanting Phil. Which way bears she Theo. Our way and to our end Phil. I am glad on 't hark 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 feaver I am not well o' th suddain 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 too poor too Blush not we know ye for by all our faiths With us your honor is in sanctuary And ever shall be Leoc. I do well believe it Will ye walk nearer Sir Exit Tâ—â—o She shows still 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 she 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 stoln 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 Wouldst thou appear unto us Come what may come I 'll see the end on 't and since chance has cast her Naked into my refuge all I can She freely shall command except the man Exit Scaena Tertia Enter Leonardo and Don Pedro. Leon. Don Pedro do you think assuredly The Galleys will come round to Barcelona Within these two days 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 fowl seas and no harbor On this side Spain is able without danger To moore 'em but that haven Leo. Are the wars 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
men leave us not i' th' mire Another bait may mend us If you grow A little gall'd or weary cry but hoa And we 'll stay for ye When our journey ends Every mans Pot I hope and all part friends THE DOUBLE MARRIAGE A Tragedy The Persons Represented in the Play Ferrand The libidinous Tyrant of Naples Virolet A noble Gent. studious of his Countries freedom Two honest Gentlemen confederates with Virolet Brissonet Camillo Ronvere A villain Captain of the Guard Villio A Court fool Castruccio A court Parasite Pandulpho A noble Gentleman of Naples Father to Virolet. The Duke of Sesse An enemy to Ferrand proscribed and turn'd Pirate Ascanio Nephew and successor to Ferrand Boy Page to Virolet. Master Gunner Boat-swain Chirurgion Sailors Doctor Citizens Guard Soldiers Servants WOMEN Juliana The matchlesess Wife of Virolet Martia Daughter to the Duke of Sesse The Scene Naples The principal Actors were Joseph Tailor Robert Benfield John Vnderwood George Birch John Lowin Rich. Robinson Nich. Tooly Rich. Sharp Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Virolet and Boy Vir. BOy Boy Sir Vir. If my wife seek me tell her that Designs of weight too heavy for her knowledge Exact my privacy Boy I shall Sir Vir. Do then And leave me to my self Boy 'T is a raw morning And would you please to interpret that for duty Which you may construe boldness I could wish To arm your self against it you would use More of my service Vir. I have heat within here A noble heat good boy to keep it off I shall not freeze deliver my excuse Enter Juliana And you have done your part Boy That is prevented My Lady follows you Vir. Since I must be crost then Let her perform that office Boy I obey you Exit Vir. Prethee to bed to be thus fond 's more tedious Than if I were neglected Jul. 'T is the fault then Of Love and Duty which I would fall under Rather than want that care which you may challenge As due to my obedience Vir. I confess This tenderness argues a loving Wife And more deserves my hearts best thanks than anger Yet I must tell ye Sweet you do exceed In your affection if you would ingross me To your delights alone Jul. I am not jealous If my embraces have distasted you As I must grant you every way so worthy That 't is not in weak woman to deserve you Much less in miserable me that want Those graces some more fortunate are stor'd with Seek any whom you please and I will study With my best service to deserve those favors That shall yield you contentment Vir. You are mistaken Jul. No I am patient Sir and so good morrow I will not be offensive Vir. Hear my reasons Jul. Though in your life a widdows bed receives me For your sake I must love it May she prosper That shall succeed me in it and your ardor Last longer to her Vir. By the love I bear First to my Countreys peace next to thy self To whom compar'd my life I rate at nothing Stood here a Lady that were the choice abstract Of all the beauties nature ever fashion'd Or Art gave ornament to compar'd to thee Thus as thou art obedient and loving I should contemn and loath her Jul. I doe believe How I am blest In my assur'd belief this is unfeign'd And why this sadness then Vir. Why Juliana Believe me these my sad and dull retirements My often nay almost continued Fasts Sleep banisht from my eyes all pleasures strangers Have neither root nor growth from any cause That may arrive at Woman Shouldst thou be As chastity forbid false to my bed I should lament my fortune perhaps punish Thy falshood and then study to forget thee But that which like a never-emptied spring Feeds high the torrent of my swelling grief Is what my Countrey suffers there 's a ground Where sorrow may be planted and spring up Through yielding rage and womanish despair And yet not shame the owner Jul. I do believe it true Yet I should think my self a happy woman If in this general and timely mourning I might or give to you or else receive A little lawful comfort Vir. Thy discretion In this may answer for me look on Naples The Countrey where we both were born and bred Naples the Paradise of Italy As that is of the earth Naples that was The sweet retreat of all the worthiest Romans When they had shar'd the spoils of the whole world This flourishing Kingdom whose inhabitants For wealth and bravery liv'd like petty Kings Made subject now to such a tyrannie As that fair City that receiv'd her name From Constantine the great now in the power Of barbarous Infidels may forget her own To look with pity on our miseries So far in our calamities we transcend her For since this Arragonian tyrant Ferrand Seiz'd on the goverment there 's nothing left us That we can call our own but our afflictions Jul. And hardly those the Kings strange cruelty Equals all presidents of tyranny Vir. Equal say you He has out-gone the worst compar'd to him Nor Phalaris nor Dionysius Caligula nor Nero can be mention'd They yet as Kings abus'd their Regal power This as a Merchant all the Countreys fat He wholly does ingross unto himself Our Oils he buys at his own price then sells them To us at dearer rates our Plate and Jewels Under a fain'd pretence of publique use He borrows which deny'd his instruments force The Races of our horses he takes from us Yet keeps them in our pastures rapes of Matrons And Virgins are too frequent never man Yet thank'd him for a pardon for Religion It is a thing he dreams not of Jul. I have heard How true it is I know not that he sold The Bishoprick of Tarent to a Jew For thirteen thousand Duckets Vir. I was present And saw the money paid the day would leave me E'r I could number out his impious actions Or what the miserable Subject suffers And can you entertain in such a time A thought of dalliance tears and sighs and groans Would better now become you Jul. They indeed are The only weapons our poor Sex can use When we are injur'd and they may become us But for men that were born free men of Ranck That would be Registred Fathers of their Countrey And to have on their Tombs in Golden Letters The noble stile of Tyrant-killers written To weep like fools and Women and not like wise men To practise a redress deserves a name Which sits not me to give Vir. Thy grave reproof If what thou dost desire were possible To be effected might well argue it As wise as loving but if you consider With what strong guards this Tyrant is defended Ruffins and male-contents drawn from all quarters That only know to serve his impious Will The Cittadels built by him in the neck Of this poor City the invincible strength Nature by Art assisted gave this Castle And above all his fear admitting no man
Flatter not thy self With these deluding hopes thou cruel beast Thou art ith'toyle and the glad Huntsman prouder By whom thou art taken of his prey than if Like thee he should command and spoil his Forrest Fer. What art thou Sess To thy horror Duke of Sesse Fer. The Divel Sess Reserv'd for thy damnation Fer. Why shakes my love Mart. O I am lost for ever Mountains divide me from him some kind hand Prevent our fearful meeting Or lead me To the steep rock whose rugged brows are bent Upon the swelling main there let me hide me And as our bodies then shall be divided May our souls never meet Fer. Whence grows this Sweetest Mar. There are a thousand furies in his looks And in his deadly silence more loud horror Than when in hell the tortur'd and tormentors Contend whose shreeks are greater Wretched me It is my father Sess Yes and I will own her Sir Till my revenge It is my daughter Ferrand My daughter thou hast whor'd Fer. I triumph in it To know she 's thine affords me more true pleasure Than the act gave me when even at the height I crack'd her Virgin zone Her shame dwell on thee And all thy family may they never know A female issue but a whore Ascanio Ronvere look cheerfull be thou a man too And learn of me to dye That we might fall And in our ruines swallow up this Kingdom Nay the whole world and make a second Chaos And if from thence a new beginning rise Be it recorded this did end with us And from our dust hath embryon Ron. I liv'd with you And will dye with you your example makes me Equally bold Asc And I resolv'd to bear What ere my fate appoints me Sess They are ours Now to the spoyl Boats Pitty the Lady to all else be deaf Exeunt Within Kill kill kill Alarum Flo. Trumpets Retreat Enter Sesse with Ferrands head the Citizens Master Boteswaine Gunner Souldiers bringing in Ascanio and Martia Sess Cruel beginnings meet with cruel ends And the best sacrifice to Heaven for peace Is tyrants blood and those that stuck fast to him Flesh'd instruments in his commands to mischief With him dispatch'd Boats They are cut off Sess 'T is well All. Thanks to the Duke of Sesse Sess Pay that to Heaven And for a general joy give general thanks For blessings nere descend from Heaven but when A grateful Sacrifice ascends from men To your devotion leave me there 's a Scene Which I would act alone yet you may stay For wanting just spectators 't will be nothing The rest forbear me Cit. Liberty liberty liberty Mar. I would I were as far beneath the Centre As now I stand above it how I tremble Thrice happy they that dyed I dying live To stand the whirlwind of a fathers fury Now it moves toward me Sess Thou I want a name By which to stile thee All articulate sounds That do express the mischief of vile woman That are or have been or shall be are weak To speak thee to the height Witch Parricide For thou in taking leave of modesty Hast kild thy father and his honor lost He 's but a walking shadow to torment thee To leave and rob thy father then set free His foes whose slavery he did prefer Above all treasure was a strong defeazance To cut off even the surest bonds of mercy After all this having given up thy self Like to a sensual beast a slave to lust To play the whore and then high Heaven it racks me To find out none to quench thy appetite But the most cruel King whom next to Hell Thy father hated and whose black imbraces Thou shouldst have fled from as the whips of furies What canst thou look for Enter Pandulph and bodies born on the Herse Mart. Death and 't is not in you To hurt me farther my old resolution Take now the place of fear in this I liv'd In this I 'll dye your daughter Pand. Look but here You had I know a guilty hand in this Repent it Lady Mart. Juliana dead And Virolet Pand. By her unwilling hand Mart. Fates you are equal What can now fall on me That I will shrink at now unmov'd I dare Look on your anger and not bend a knee To ask your pardon let your rage run higher Than billows rais'd up by a violent Tempest And be as that is deaf to all intreaties They are dead and I prepar'd for in their fall All my desires are summ'd up Sess Impudent too Die in it wretch Boats Stay Sir Boats kills her Sess How dar'st thou villain Snatch from my sword the honor of my justice Boats I never did you better service Sir Yet have been ever faithful I confess That she deserv'd to dye but by whose hand Not by a fathers Double all her guilt It could not make you innocent had you done it In me 't is murder in you 't were a crime Heaven could not pardon Witness that I love you And in that love I did it Sess Thou art Noble I thank thee for 't the thought of her dye with her Asc My turn is next since she could find no mercy What am I to expect Cit. With one voyce Sir The Citizens salute you with the stile Of King of Naples Sess I must be excus'd The burden is too heavy for my shoulder Bestow it where 't is due Stand forth Ascanio It does belong to you live long and wear it And warn'd by the example of your Unkle Learn that you are to govern men not beasts And that it is a most improvident head That strives to hurt the limbs that do support it Give burial to the dead for me and mine We will again to Sea and never know The place which in my birth first gave me woe Exeunt Flor. Trumpets FINIS THE Maid in the Mill. A COMEDY The Persons Represented in the Play Don Philippo King of Spain Otrante a Spanish Count in love with Florimel Julio A Noble Man Vncle to Antonio Bellides Father to Ismenia Enemy to Julio Lisauro Brother to Ismenia Bellides Son Terzo Kinsman to Lisauro and friend to Bellides Antonio In love with Ismenia an enemy to Bellides Martino Friend to Antonio and his secret Rival Gerasto Friend to Otrante Two Courtiers Pedro. Moncado Gostanzo Three Gentlemen Friends to Julio Giraldo Philippo Vertigo A French Taylor Lords attending the King in progress Franio A Miller supposed Father to Florimell Bustopha Franio his Son a Clown Constable Officers Pedro A Songster Servants WOMEN Ismenia Daughter to Bellides Mistriss of Antonio Aminta Cousen to Ismenia and her private competrix in Antonio's love Florimell Supposed Daughter to Franio Daughter to Julio stolen from him a child Gillian Franio the Millers Wife Countrey Maids The Scene Spaine The principal Actors were Joseph Tailor John Lowin John Vnderwood William Rowly John Thomson Robert Benfield Tho. Polard Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Lisauro Terzo Ismenia and Aminta Lis LEt the Coach go round we 'll walk along
not yet content She in my hand put to restore her life As I imagin'd what did execute Their devilish malice farther great with child Was this poor 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 enjoy'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 poison given her Ab. I would it had we had been far enough If we had been so wise and had not now Stood curtesing for your mercies here Mount Beside What is become o' th' body we know not Val. Peace impudence And dear Gomera practise patience As I my self must by some means at last We shall dissolve this Riddle Gom. Wherefore comes This villain in this festival array As if he triumph'd for his treachery Cast That is by our appointment give us leave You shall know why anon Enter Miranda Norandine Collona Val. One of the Esguard Esg The Gentlemen are come Val. Truce then awhile With our sad thoughts what are you both resolv'd Nor. Not I my Lord your down-right Captain still I 'll 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 Captains Capons first I have too much flesh for this spiritual Knighthood And therefore do desire forbearance Sir Till I am older or more mortifi'd I am too sound yet Val. What say you Miranda Mir. With all pure zeal to Heaven duty to you I come to undergo it Val. Proceed to th' ceremony Gom. Before you match with this bright honor'd title Admir'd Miranda pardon what in thought I ever did transgress against your virtue And may you find more joy with your new Bride Than poor Gomera e'r enjoy'd 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 fitlier I may endue my Robe All. 'T is granted Enter Oriana vail'd 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 choice 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 Gomera's hands She might be given in custody for sh 'ad heard He was a Gentleman wise and temperate Full of humanity to Women-kind And ' cause he had been married knew the better How to entreat a Lady Val. What Countrey-woman is she Mir. Born a Greek Val. Gomera 't will be barbarous to denie A Lady that unto your refuge flies And seeks to shrowd her under virtues wing Gom. Excuse me noble Sir oh think me not So dull a devil to forget the loss Of such a matchless wife as I possess'd And ever to endure the sight of woman Were she the abstract of her sex for form The only warehouse of perfection Were there no Rose nor Lilly but her Cheek No Musick but her tongue Virtue 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 rudeness 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 fair Jerusalem for my Ladies soul And will not be diverted Mir. You must bear This Child along w' ye then Gom. What 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 'll make good on thee with my sword Gom. Thou durst as well blaspheme if such a scandal I crave the rights due to a Gentleman Woman unvail 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 been dead The very sight of her afflicts me more Than 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 near perform'd With this fair Virgin I restore a wife Earth cannot parallel and busie nature â—f thou wilt still make women but remember To work 'em by this sampler take heed Sir Henceforth you never doubt Sir Gom. When I do Death take me suddainly Mir. To increase your happiness To your best wife take this addition Gom. Alack my poor knave Val. The confession The Moor made 't seems was truth Nor. Marry was it Sir the only truth that ever issued out of hell which her black jawes resemble a plague o' your bacon-face you must be giving drinks with a vengeance â—ah thou branded bitch do ' ye stare goggles I hope to make winter-boots o' thy hide yet she fears not damning hell fire cannot parch her blacker than she is d' ye grin chimney-sweeper Ori. What is' t Miranda Mir. That you would please Lucinda might attend you Col. That suit Sir I consent not to Luc. My husband My dearest Angelo Nor. More Jiggam-bobs is not this the fellow that swom Like a duck to th' shore in our sea-service Col The very same do not you know me now Sir My name is Angelo though Colonna vail'd it Your Countrey-man and kinsman born in Florence Who from the neighbor-Island here of Goza Was captive led in that unfortunate day When the Turk bore with him three thousand souls Since in Constantinople have I liv'd Where I beheld this Turkish Damsel first A tedious suitor was I for her love And pittying such a beauteous case should hide A soul prophan'd with infidelity A labour'd her conversion with my love And doubly won her to fair faith her soul She first betroth'd and then her faith to me But fearful there to consummate this contract We fled and in that flight were ta'en again By those same Gallies 'fore Valetta fought Since in your service I attended her Where what I saw and heard hath joy'd me more Than all my past afflictions griev'd before Val. Wonders crown wonders take thy wife Miranda Be henceforth called our Malta's better Angel And thou her evil Mountferrat Nor. We 'll call him Cacodemon with his black gib there his Succuba his devils seed his spawn of Phlegeton that o' my conscience was bred o'
the parting kiss You trusted with them when you fled from Sevil With little Clara my sweet daughter lives she Yet I could chide my self having you here For being so covetous of all joyes at once T' enquire for her you being alone to me My Clara Lucio my Lord my self Nay more than all the world Alv. As you to me are Eug. Sit down and let me feed upon the story Of your past dangers now you are here in safety It will give rellish and fresh appetite To my delights if such delights can cloy me Yet do not Alvarez let me first yield you Account of my life in your absence and Make you acquainted how I have preserv'd The Jewel left lock'd up in my womb When you in being forc'd to leave your Countrey Suffer'd a civil death Within clashing swords Alv. Doe my Eugenia 'T is that I most desire to hear Eug. Then know Sayavedra within Alv. What noise is that Saya If you are noble enemies Vitelli within Oppress me not with odds but kill me fairly Vit. Stand off I am too many of my self Enter Bobadilla Bob. Murther murther murther your friend my Lord Don Sayavedra is set upon in the streets by your enemies Vitelli and his Faction I am almost kill'd with looking on them Alv. I 'll free him or fall with him draw thy sword And follow me Clar. Fortune I give thee thanks For this occasion once more to use it Bob. Nay hold not me Madam if I do any hurt hang me Exit Luc. Oh I am dead with fear let 's flie into Your Closet Mother Eug. No hour of my life Secure of danger heav'n be merciful Or now at once dispach me Enter Vitelli pursued by Alvarez and Sayavedra Clara beating of Anastro Cla. Follow him Leave me to keep these of Alv. Assault my friend So near my house Vit. Nor in it will spare thee Though 't were a Temple and I 'll make it one I being the Priest and thou the sacrifice I 'll 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 wars where emulation and example Joyn to increase the courage and make less The danger valour and true resolution Never appear'd so lovely brave again Sure he is more than man and iâ— he fall The best of virtue 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 redeem it though 'T is forfeited by one I hate Vit. Come on All is not lost yet You shall buy me dearer Before you have me keep off Cla. Fear me not Thy worth has took me prisoner and my sword For this time knows thee only for a friend And to all else I turn the point of it Say Defend your Fathers enemy Alv. Art thou mad Cla. Are you men rather shall that valour which Begot you lawful honor in the wars Prove now the Parent of an infamous Bastard So foul yet so long liv'd as murther will Be to your shames have each of you alone With your own dangers only purchas'd glory From multitudes of enemies not allowing Those nearest to you to have part in it And do you now joyn and lend mutual help 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 again to set a deeper dye Upon your infamy you 'll say he is your foe And by his rashness call'd on his own ruin Remember yet he was first wrong'd and honor Spurr'd him to what he did and next the place Where now he is your house which by the laws Of hospitable duty should protect him Have you been twenty years a stranger to it To make your entrance now in blood or think you Your countrey-man a true born Spaniard will be An offering fit to please the genius of it No in this I 'll presume to teach my Father And this first Act of disobedience shall Confirm I am most dutiful Alv. I am pleas'd With what I dare not give allowance to Unnatural wretch what wilt thou do Cla. Set free A noble enemy come not on by You pass to him through me the way is open Farewel when next I meet you do not look for A friend but a vow'd foe I see you worthy And therefore now preserve you for the honor Of my sword only Vit. Were this man a friend How would he win me that being my vow'd foe Deserves so well I thank you for my life â—ut how I shall deserve it give me leave Hereafter to consider Exit Alv. Quit thy fear All danger is blown over I have Letters To the Governor 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 increase thy comfort know this young man Whom with such fervent earnestness you eye â—s not what he appears but such a one As thou with joy wilt bless thy Daughter Clara. Eug. A thousand blessings in that word Alv. The reason Why I have bred her up thus at more leasure I will impart unto you wonder not At what you have seen her do it being the least Of many great and valiant undertakings She hath made good with honor Eug. I 'll return 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 Son 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 success as she appears Alter'd by custom more than Woman he Transform'd by his soft life as less than man Alv. Fortune in this gives ample satisfaction For all our sorrows past Luc. My dearest Sister Cla. Kind Brother Alv. Now our mutual care must be Imploy'd to help wrong'd nature to recover Her right in either of them lost by custom To you I give my Clara and receive My Lucio to my charge and we 'll contend With loving industry who soonest can Turn this man woman or this woman man Exeunt Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Pachieco and Lazarillo Pac. BOy and Cloak and Rapier it fits not a Gentleman of my rank to walk the streets in Querpo Laz. Nay you are a very rank Gent. Signior I am very hungry they tell me in Sevil here I look like an Eel with a mans head and your neighbor 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 lean and witty still oppress not thy stomach too much gross feeders great sleepers fat bodies fat bodies lean brains No Lazarillo I
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 off thy Masculine gender crop thine ears beat out thine eyes and set thee in one of the Pear trees for a scare-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 find in my heart to lop off the hinder part of thy face or to beat all thy teeth into thy mouth Oh thou whay-blooded milk-sop I 'll wait upon thee no longer thou shalt ev'n wait upon me come your ways Sir I shall take a little pains with ye else Enter Clara. Cla. Where art thou brother Lucio ran tan tan ta ran tan ran tan tan ta ta ran tan tan tan Oh I shall no more see those golden daies these clothes will never fadge with me a O' this filthy vardingale this hip-hape brother why are womens hanches only limited confin'd hoop'd in as it were with these same scurvy vardingales Bob. Because womens hanches only are most subject to display and flie out Cla. Bobadilla rogue ten Duckets I hit the prepuce of thy Codpiece 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 does nothing but mis-use me and call me Coward and swears I shall wait upon him Bob. Well I do no more than I have authority for would I were away though for she 's as much too manish 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 Madam I am as well to mollifie you as to quallifie him what have you to do with Armors and Pistols and Javelins and swords and such tools remember Mistriss nature hath given you a sheath only to signifie women are to put up mens weapons not to draw them look you now is this a fit trot for a Gentlewoman You shall see the Court-Ladies move like Goddesses as if they trode air they will swim you their measures like Whiting-mops as if their feet were finns and the hinges of their knees oil'd doe they love to ride great horses as you do no they love to ride great asses sooner faith I know not what to say t' ye both Custom hath turn'd nature topsie-turvie in you Cla. Nay but Master Steward Bob. You cannot trot so fast but he ambles as slowly Cla. Signior Spindle will you hear me Bob. He that shall come to bestride your Virginity had better be affot o'er the Dragon Clo. Ver well Bob. Did ever Spanish Lady pace so Cla. Hold these a little Luc. I 'll not touch 'em I. Cla. First doe I break your Office o're your pate You Dog-skin-fac'd rogue pilcher you poor John Which I will beat to Stock-sish Luc. Sister Bob. Madam Cla. You Cittern-head who have you talk'd to ha You nasty stinking and ill-countenanc'd Cur. Bob. By this hand I 'll bang your brother for this when I get him alone 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 lean dry'd and ominous visag'd knave Thou false and peremptory Steward pray For I will hang thee up in thine own chain Luc. Good Sister do not choak 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 Spain's Champion ne'er us'd truer with this Staffe Old Alvarez has led up men so close They could almost spit in the Cannons mouth Whilst I with that and this well mounted scour'd A Horse-troop through and through like swift desire And seen poor rogues retire all gore and gash'd Like bleeding Shads Luc. Bless us Sister Clara. How desperately you talk what d' ye call This Gun a dag Cla. I 'll give 't thee a French petronel You never saw my Barbary and Lufanta Bestow'd upon me as yet Lucio Walk down and see it Luc. What into the Stable Not I the Jades will kick the poor Groom there Was almost spoil'd the other day Cla. Fie on thee Thou wilt scarce be a man before thy Mother Luc. When will you be a woman Enter Alvarez and Bobadilla Cla. Would I were none But natures privy Seal assures me one Alv. Thou anger'st me can strong habitual custome Work with such Magick on the mind and manners In spight of sex and nature find out sirrah Some skilful fighter Bob. Yes Sir Alv. I will 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 petticoat 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 'll have you search'd by I strongly doubt We must have these things mended come goe 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 civil or look to your head she has Ten nails and you have but two eies If any foolish Hot motions should chance to rise in the Horizon Under your equinoctial there qualifie it as well as You can for I fear 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 does not I am that Supposed 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 fair Expositor Protected by a Lady from my death Oh I shall wear an everlasting blush Upon my cheek from this discovery Oh you the fairest Soldier I e'er saw Each of whose eyes like a bright beamy Shield Conquers without blows 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 will 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 self were all your name That having lost blood by you I might hope To raise blood from you But my black-wing'd
'T is a folly And you will find it so to clap the curb on E're you be sure it proves a natural wildness And not a forc'd Give her conditions For on my life this trick is put into her Petron. I should believe so too Soph. And not her own Tra. You 'll find it so Soph. Then if she flownder with you Clap spurs on and in this you 'll deal with temperance Avoid the hurry of the world Tra. And loose Musick above Mor. No honor on my life Sir Petru. I will do it Petron. It seems they are very merry Enter Jaques Petru. Why Heaven hold it Mor. Now Jaques Jaq. They are i' th' flaunt Sir Soph. Yes we hear ' em Jaq. They have got a stick of Fiddles and they firk it In wondrous ways the two grand Capitano's They brought the Auxiliary Regiments Dance with their coats tuckt up to their bare breeches And bid the Kingdom kiss 'em that 's the burden They have got Metheglin and audacious Ale And talk like Tyrants Petron. How knowest thou Jaq. I peept in At a loose Lansket SONG A Health for all this day To the woman that bears the sway And wears the breeches Let it come let it come Let this health be a Seal For the good of the Common-weal the woman shall wear the breeches Let 's drink then and laugh it And merrily merrily quaff it And tipple and tipple a round here 's to thy fool and to my fool Come to all fools though it cost us wench many a pound Tra. Hark Petro. A Song pray silence All the Women above Citizens and Countrey women Mâ—r. 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 drank hard mark her Hood Cun. You are Soph. Learnedly drunk I 'll 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 comly and courageous Petru. Well I have so Cun. And to the comfort of distressed damsels Women 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 Mistriss Cit. Forward Sister Petru. Do you mean to treat of all these Cit. Who shall let her Petro. Do you hear Velvet hood we come not now To hear your doctrine Cun. For the first I take it â—t doth divide it self into seven branches Petru. Hark you good Maria Have you got a Catechiser here Tra. Good zeal Soph. Good three pil'd predication will you peace And hear the cause we come for Cun. Yes bob-tails 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. Swear forward Sister Cit. By all that 's cordial in this place we 'll bury Our bones fames tongues our triumphs and all That ever yet was chronicl'd of woman But this brave wench this excellent despiser This bane of dull obedience shall inherit His liberal Will and march off with conditions Noble and worth her self Cun. She shall Tom Tilers And brave ones too my Hood shall make a Hearse-cloth And I 'll lie under it like Jone o' Gaunt E'r I go less my Distaff stuck up by me For the eternal Trophy 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 Arms in rescue of this Lady Most just and Noble if ye beat us off Without conditions and we recant â—se us as we deserve and first degrade us â—f all our antient chambring next that The Symbols of our secresie silk Stockings Hew of our heels our petticoats of Arms Tear off our bodies and our Bodkins break 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 return again Into our former titles Dary-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. Hear 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 and the goodness of a woman Will come together Petron. Are you there sweet Lady Liv. Cry you mercy Sir I saw you not your blessing Petron. Yes when I bless a jade that stumbles with me How are the Articles Liv. This is for you Sir And I shall think upon 't Mor. You have us'd me finely Liv. There 's no other use of thee now extant But to be hung up Cassock Cap and all For some strange monster at Apothecaries Petron. I hear you whore Liv. It must be his then Sir For need will then compel me Cit. Blessing on thee Petron. There 's no talking to 'em How are they Sir Petru. As I expected Liberty and clothes Reads When and in what way she will continual moneys Company and all the house at her dispose No tongue to say why is this or whether will it New Coaches and some buildings she appoints here Hangings and Hunting-horses and for Plate And Jewels for her private use I take it Two thousand pound in present then for Musick And women to read French Petron. This must not be Petru. And at the latter end a clause put in That Livia shall by no man be importun'd This whole month yet to marry Petron. This is monstrous Petru. This shall be done I 'll humor her awhile If nothing but repentance and undoing Can win her love I 'll make a shift for one Soph. When ye are once a bed all these conditions Lie under your own seal Mar. Do you like ' em Petru. Yes And by that faith I gave you 'fore the Priest I 'll ratifie ' em Cun. Stay what pledges Mar. No I 'll take that oath But have a care you keep it Cit. 'T is not now As when Andrea liv'd Cun. If you do juggle Or alter but a Letter of these Articles We have set down the self-same persecution Mar. Mistrust him not Petru. By all my honesty Mar. Enough I yield Petron. What 's this Inserted here Soph. That the two valiant women that commanded here Shall have a Supper made 'em and a large one And liberal entertainment without grudging And pay for all
make me spoken of hereafter To have temptations and not little ones Daily and hourly offered 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 travel Did not you mean so Petr. Alas no nothing less man I did it but to try Sir she 's the Devil And now I find it for she drives me I must go Are my trunks down there and my horses ready Mar. Sir for your house and if you please to trust me With that you leave behind Petru. Bring down the money Mar. As I am able and to my poor fortunes I 'll govern as a widow I shall long To hear of your well-doing and your profit And when I hear not from you once a quarter I 'll wish you in the Indies or Catayna Those are the climes must make you Petru. How 's the wind She 'll wish me out o' th' world anon Mar. For France 'T is very fair 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. Fare thee well Thou hast fool'd me out o' th' Kingdom with a vengeance And thou canst fool me in again Mar. Not I Sir I love you better take your time and pleasure I 'll see you hors'd Petru. I think thou wouldst see me hanged too Were I but half as willing Mar. Any thing That you think well of I dare look upon Petru. You 'll 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 'll kiss me e'r I go I have business And stay long here I must not Petru. Get thee going For iâ— thou tarriest but another Dialogue I 'll kick thee to thy Chamber Mar. Fare you well Sir And bear your self 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 travel Nothing should make me leave you else I 'll deal So like a wise 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 Devil That was your first good Master showre 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 'll 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 fair aboard Then women if there be a storm at Sea Worse than your tongues can make and waves more broken Than your dissembling faiths are let me feel Nothing but tempests till they crack my Keel Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Prima Enter Petronius and Byancha with four papâ—rs By. NOw whether I deserve that blame you gave me Let all the world discern Sir Petro. If this motion I mean this fair repentance of my Daughter Spring from your good perswasion as it seems so I must confess 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 counsel And comfort in this case could not so heal her But that grief got his share too and she sick'ned Petro. I am sorry she 's so ill yet glad her sickness Has got so good a ground Enter Moroso By. Here comes Moroso Petro. Oh you are very welcome Now you shall know your happiness Mor. I am glad on 't What makes this Lady here By. A dish for you Sir You 'll thank me for hereafter Petro. True Moroso Go get you in and see your Mistriss By. She is sick Sir But you may kiss her whole Mor. How By. Comfort her Mor. Why am I sent for Sir Petro. 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 Petro. Get you in fool Exit Moâ— Bya. Here comes the other too Enter Rowland and Tranio Petro. Now Tranio Good ev'n to you too and you are welcome Row Thank you Petro. I have a certain Daughter Row Would you had Sir Petro. 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 certain path After a deep fall'n Snow Petro. Well that 's by th' by still This Daughter that I tell you of is fall'n A little crop sick with the dangerous surfeit She took of your affection Row Mine Sir Petro. Yes Sir Or rather as it seems repenting And there she lies within debating on 't Row Well Sir Petro. 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 'll tell you she is alter'd much You 'll find her now another Livia Row I have enough o' th' old Sir Petro. No more fool To look gay babies in your eyes young Rowland And hang about your pretty neck Row I am glad on 't And thank my Fates I have scap'd such execution Petron. And buss you till you blush again Row That 's hard Sir She must kiss shamefully e're I blush at it I never was so boyish well what follows Petro. 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 farewel 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 Petro. That 's the matter And you from her shall have another Rowland And then turn tail to tail and peace be 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 Bya. What e'er she saies You must bear manly Rowland for her sickness Has made her somewhat pettish Row Let her talk Till her tongue ake I care not by this hand Thou hast a handsome face wench and a body Daintily mounted now do I feel an hundred Running directly from me as I pist it Enter Livia discovered abed and Moroso by her Bya. Pray draw 'em softly the least hurry Sir Puts her to much
travel Enter Rowland Livia Byancha and Tranio Petro. What have we here Row Another Morris Sir That you must pipe too Tra. A poor married couple Desire an offering Sir Bya. Never frown at it You cannot mend it now there 's your own hand And yours Moroso to confirm the bargain Petron. My hand Mor. Or mine Bya. You 'll find it so Petro. A trick By a trick Bya. Yes Sir we trickt ye Liv. Father Petro. Hast thou lain with him speak Liv. Yes truly Sir Petro. And hast thou done the deed boy Row I have Sir That that will serve the turn I think Petru. A match then I 'll be the maker up of this Moroso There 's now no remedy you see be willing Mor be or be not he must have the wench Mor. Since I am over-reach'd let 's into dinner And if I can I 'll drink 't away Tra. That 's well said Petro. Well sirrah you have plaid a trick look to 't And let me be a Grandsire within 's twelve-month Or by this hand I 'll curtail half your fortunes Row There shall not want my labour Sir your money Here 's one has undertaken Tra. Well I 'll trust her And glad I have so good a pawn Row I 'll watch ye Petru. Let 's in and drink of all hands and be jovial I have my Colt again and now she carries And Gentlemen whoever marries next Let him be sure he keep him to his Text. Exeunt EPILOGUE THe Tamer 's tam'd but so as nor the men Can find one just cause to complain of when They fitly do consider in their lives They should not reign as Tyrants o'er their wives Nor can the Women from this president Insult or triumph it being aptly meant To teach both Sexes due equality And as they stand bound to love mutually If this effect arising from a cause Well laid and grounded may deserve applause We something more than hope our honest ends Will keep the Men and Women too our friends THE ISLAND PRINCESS A Tragi-Comedy The Persons represented in the Play King of Sidore an Island Suitors to the Princess Quisara King of Bakam King of Siana Governor of Terna an Issand An ill man Ruy Dias a Captain of Portugal also suitor to the Prin. Piniero Nephew to Ruy Dias a merry Captain Soldiers and Friends to Piniero Christophero Pedro Armusia a noble daring Portugueze in love with the Princess companions to Armusia and his valiant followers Soza Emanuel Keeper Moors Guard Captain Citizens Townsmen Women Quisara the Island Princess Sister to the King of Sidore Quisaâ—a Aunt to the Princess Panura Waiting-woman to the Princess Quisara Citizens wives The Scene India The Principal Actors were John Lowin John Vnderwood William Eglestone Rich. Sharpe Joseph Tailor Robert Benfield George Birch Tho. Polard Actus Primus Scaena Prima A Bell Rings Enter Pymero Christophero and Pedro. Pymero. OPen the Ports and see the Watch reliev'd And let the guards be careful of their business Their vigilant eyes fixt on these Islanders They are false and desperate people when they find The least occasion open to encouragement Cruel and crafty souls believe me Gentlemen Their late attempt which is too fresh amongst us In which against all arms and honesty The Governor of Ternata made surprize Of our Confederate the King of Tidore As for his recreation he was rowing Between both Lands bids us be wise and circumspect Chr. It was a mischief suddenly imagin'd And as soon done that Governor 's a fierce knave Unfaithful as he is fierce too there 's no-trusting But I wonder much how such poor and base pleasures As tugging at an Oar or skill in Steerage Should become Princes Py. Base breedings love base pleasure They take as much delight in a Baratto A little scurvy boat to row her tightly And have the Art to turn and wind her nimbly Think it as noble too though it be slavish And a dull labour that declines a Gentleman As we Portugals or the Spaniards do in riding In managing a great horse which is princely The French in Courtship or the dancing English In carrying a fair presence Ped. He was strangely taken But where no faith is there 's no trust he has paid for 't His Sister yet the fair and great Quisara Has shew'd a noble mind and much love in 't To her afflicted brother and the nobler still it appears And seasons of more tenderness because his ruin stiles her absolute And his imprisonment adds to her profit Feeling all this which makes all men admire her The warm beams of this fortune that fall on her Yet has she made divers and noble Treaties And propositions for her brothers freedom If wealth or honor Py. Peace peace you are fool'd Sir Things of these natures have strange outsides Pedro And cunning shadows set'em far from us Draw 'em but near they are gross and they abuse us They that observe her close shall find her nature Which I doubt mainly will not prove so excellent She is a Princess and she must be fair That 's the prerogative of being Royal Let her want eyes and nose she must be beauteous And she must know it too and the use of it And people must believe it they are damn'd else Why all our neighbor Princes are mad for her Chr. Is she not fair then Py. But her hopes are fairer And there 's a haughty Master the King of Bakan That lofty Sir that speaks far more and louder In his own commendations than a Cannon He is strucken dumb with her Ped. Beshrew me she is a sweet one Py. And there 's that hopeful man of Syana That sprightly fellow he that 's wise and temperate He is a Lover too Chr. Wou'd I were worth her looking For by my life I hold her a compleat one The very Sun I think affects her sweetness And dares not as he does to all else dye it Into his tauny Livery Py. She dares not see him But keeps her self at distance from his kisses And her complexion in a Case let him but like it A week or two or three she would look like a Lion But the main sport on 't is or rather wonder The Governor of Ternata her mortal enemy He that has catcht her brother King is struck too And is arriv'd under safe conduct also And hostages of worth delivered for him And he brought a Letter from his prisoner Whether compell'd or willingly delivered From the poor King or what else dare be in 't Chr. So it be honourable any thing 't is all one For I dare think she 'll do the best Py. 'T is certain He has admittance and sollicites hourly Now if he have the trick Ped. What trick Py. The true one To take her too if he be but skill'd in Bat-fowling And lime his bush right Chr. I 'll be hang'd when that hits For 't is not a compell'd or forc'd affection That must take her I guess her stout and virtuous But where 's your Uncle Sir our
Quisara such another Oh all ye powers so excellent in nature In honor so abundant Quisar I confess Sir Confess my word is past too he has purchased Yet good Sir give me leave to think 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 believe so suddenly Or come to fasten our affections Alass love has his complements Kin. Be sudden And certain in your way no woman 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 fair looks a friend Oh my most noble Princes no discontents but all be lusty He that frowns this day is an open enemy Thus in my armes my dear Ar. You make me blush Sir Kin. And now lead on Our whole Court crown'd with pleasure Ru. Madam despair not something shall be done yet And suddenly and wisely Quisar O Ruy Dias Ex. Py. Well he 's a brave fellow and he has deserv'd her richly And you have had your hands full I dare swear Gentlemen 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 Unckle looks as though he were sick o th' Worms friends Exeunt Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Pyniero MIne Unckle haunts me up and down looks melancholy Wondrous proof melancholy sometimes swears Then whistles starts cries and groans as if he had the Botâ— 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 brains that would fain find an issue But cannot out or dares not still he follows Enter Ruy Dyas How he looks still and how he beats about Like an old dog at a dead scent I marry There was a sigh wou'd a set a ship a sailing These winds of love and honor blow at all ends Now speak and 't be thy Will good morrow Uncle Ru. Good morrow Sir Py. This is a new salute Sure h 'as forgot me this is pur-blind Cupid Ru. My Nephew Py. Yes Sir if I be not chang'd Ru. I wou'd fain speak with you Py. I wou'd fain have ye Sir For to that end I stay Ru. You know I love ye And I have lov'd ye long my dear Pyniero Bred and supply'd you Py. Whither walks this Preamble Ru. You may remember though I am but your Uncle I sure had a father's care a father's tenderness Py. Sure he would wrap me into something now suddenly He doubts my nature in for mine is honest He winds about me so Ru. A fathers diligence My private benefits I have forgot Sir But those you might lay claim to as my follower Yet some men wou'd remember Py. I do daily Ru. The place which I have put ye in which is no weak one Next to my self you stand in all employments Your counsels cares assignments with me equal So is my study still to plant your person These are small testimonies I have not forgot ye Nor wou'd not be forgotten Pyn. Sure you cannot Ru. Oh Pyniero Pyn. Sir what hangs upon you What heavy weight oppresses ye ye have lost I must confess in those that understand ye Some little of your credit but time will cure that The best may slip sometimes Ru. Oh my best Nephew Pyn. It may be ye fear her too that disturbs ye That she may fall her self or be forc'd from ye Ru. She is ever true but I undone for ever Oh that Armusia that new thing that stranger That flag stuck up to rob me of mine honor That murd'ring chain shot at me from my Countrey That goodly plague that I must court to kill me Pyn. Now it comes flowing from him I fear'd this Knew he that durst be idle durst be ill too Has he not done a brave thing Ru. I must confess it Nephew must allow it But that brave thing has undone me has sunk me Has trod me like a name in sand to nothing Hangs betwixt hope and me and threatens my ruin And if he rise and blaze farewel my fortune And when that 's set where 's thy advancement Cosin That were a friend that were a noble kinsman That would consider these that man were grateful And he that durst do something here durst love me Pyn. You say true 't is worth consideration Your reasons are of weight and mark me Uncle For I 'll be sudden and to th' purpose with you Say this Armusia then were taken off As it may be easily done How stands the woman Ru. She is mine for ever For she contemns his deed and him Pyn. Pox on him Or if the single pox be not sufficient The hogs the dogs the devils pox possess him 'Faith this Armusia stumbles me 't is a brave fellow And if he could be spared Uncle Ru. I must perish Had he set up at any rest but this Done any thing but what concern'd my credit The everlasting losing of my worth Pyn. I understand you now who set you on too I had a reasonable good opinion of the devil Till this hour and I see he is a knave indeed An arrant stinking knave for now I smell him I 'll see what may be done then you shall know You have a kinsman but no villain Uncle Nor no betrayer of fair same I scorn it I love and honor virtue I must have Access unto the Lady to know her mind too A good word from her month you know may stir me A Ladies look at setting on Ru. You say well Here Cosin here 's a Letter ready for you And you shall see how nobly she 'll receive you And with what dare direct Pyn. Farewel then Uncle After I have talk'd with her I am your servant To make you honest if I can else hate you Pray ye no more compliments my head is busie heaven bless me What a malicious soul does this man carry And to what scurvy things this love converts us What stinking things and how sweetly they become us Murther 's a moral virtue with these Lovers A special piece of Divinity I take it I may be mad or violently drunk Which is a whelp of that litter or I may be covetous And learn to murther mens estates that 's base too Or proud but that 's a Paradise to this Or envious and sit eating of my self At others fortunes I may lye and damnably Beyond the patience of an honest hearer Cosin Cut purses sit i' th' Stocks for apples But when I am a Lover Lord have mercy These are poor pelting sins or rather plagues Love and Ambition draw the devils Coach Enter Quisana and Panura How now who are these Oh my great Ladies followers Her Riddle-founders
this Quisan We did it pardon Sir And for her preservation She is grown wild And raving on the strangers love and honor Sometimes crying out help help they will torture him They will take his life they will murder him presently If we had not prevented violently Have laid hands on her own life Gov. These are tokens The gods displeasure is gone out be quick And e'r it fall doe something to appease ' em You know the sacrifice I am glad it works thus Quisa How low and base thou lookst now that wert noble No figure of a King methinks shews on you No face of Majesty foul swarth ingratitude Has taken off thy sweetness base forgetfulness Of mighty benefits has turned thee Devil Thou hast persecuted goodness innocence And laid a hard and violent hand on virtue On that fair virtue that should teach and guide us Thou hast wrong'd thine own preserver whose least merit Pois'd with thy main Estate thou canst not satisfie Nay put thy life in too 't will be too light still What hast thou done Gov. Goe for him presently And once more we 'll try if we can win him fairly If not let nothing she says hinder ye or stir ye She speaks distractedly Do that the gods command ye Do you know what ye say Lady Quisar I could curse thee too Religion and severity has steel'd thee Has turn'd thy heart to stone thou hast made the gods hard too Against their sweet and patient natures cruel None of ye feel what bravery ye tread on What innocence what beauty King Pray be patient Quisar What honourable things ye cast behind What monuments of man Enter Armusia and Guard King Once more Armusia Because I love ye tenderly and dearly And would be glad to win ye mine I wish ye Even from my heart I wish and wooe ye Ar. What Sir Take heed how ye perswade me falsly then ye hate me Take heed how ye intrap me King I advise ye And tenderly and truly I advise ye Both for your souls health and your safety Ar. Stay And name my soul no more she is too precious Too glorious for you flatteries too secure too Gov. Consider the reward Sir and the honor That is prepared the glory you shall grow to Arm. They are not to be consider'd in these cases Not to be nam'd when souls are question'd They are vain 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 Mountain out o' th' way with bellows As soon as stir my faith use no more arguments Gov. We must use tortures then Arm. Your worst and painfull'st I am joyful to accept Gov. You must the sharpest For such has been your hate against our Deities Delivered openly your theats and scornings And either your repentance must be mighty Which is your free conversion to our customs Or equal 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 glâ—t themselves with Christian bloud It will be ask'd again and so far followed So far reveng'd and with such holy justice Your gods of gold shall melt and sink before it Your Altars and your Temples shake to nothing And you false worshipers blind fools of ceremony Shall seek for holes to hide your heads and fears in For seas to swallow you from this destruction Darkness to dwell about ye and conceal ye Your mothers womb agen Gov. Make the fires ready And bring the several tortures out Quisar Stand fast Sir And fear 'em not you that have stept so nobly Into this pious Trial start not now Keep on your way a Virgin will assist ye A Virgin won by your fair 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 vain-glory modest stayed No rage or light affection ruling in you Indeed the perfect school of worth I find ye The temple of true honor Arm. Whether will she What do you infer by this fair argument Lady Quisar Your Faith and your Religion must be like ye They that can shew you these must be pure mirrors When the streams slow clear and fair what are the fountains I do embrace your faith Sir and your fortune Go on I will assist ye I feel a sparkle here A lively spark that kindles my affection And tells 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. Oh blessed Lady Since thou art won let me begin my triumph Come clap your terrors on Quisar All your sell tortures For there is nothing he shall suffer brother I swear by a new faith which is most sacred And I will keep 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 Gov. They must dye both And suddenly they will corrupt all else This woman makes me weary of my mischief She shakes me and she straggers me go in Sir I 'll see the execution Kin. Not so suddain If they go all my Friends and Sisters perish Gov. Wou'd I were safe at home agen Enter Messenger Mes Arm arm Sir Seek for defence the Castle plays and thunders The Town Rocks and the houses fly i' th' air The people dye for fear Captain Ruy Dias Has made an oath he will not leave a stone here No not the memory here has stood a City Unless Armusia be deliver'd fairly King I have my fears 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 Princess make the Palace sure And let 'em know you are a King look nobly And take you courage to ye keep close the prisoner And under command we are betraid else Ar. How joyfully I goe Quisar Take my heart with thee Gov. I hold a Wolf by the car now Fortune free me Exeunt Enter four Towns-men 1. Heaven bless us What a thund'ring's here what fire-spitting We cannot drink but our Cans are mauld amongst us 2. I wou'd they would mall our scores too Shame o' their Guns I thought they had been bird-pots Or great Candle-cases 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 flies a poudring-tub The meat ready rosted and 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
Instantly Pol Not so But take a time when his joy swels him most When his delights are high and ravishing When you perceive his Soul dance in his eyes When she that must be his hath drest her beauty With all her pride and sends a thousand Cupids To call him to the tasting of her lip Then give him this and tell him while I live I 'll pray for him Ser. I shall Exeunt Enter Cassander and Lisimachus Cas There is no way but death Lisi That 's black and horrid Consider Sir it was her sin not his I cannot accuse him what man could carry A heart so frozen not to melt at such A glorious flame Who could not fly to such A happiness Cas Have you ambition To be a tame fool see so vast an injury And not revenge it make me not suspect Thy Mother for this sufferance my Son Lis Pray hear me Sir Cas Hear a patient gull A property thou hast no blood of mine If this affront provoke thee not how canst Be charitable to thy self and let him live To glory in thy shame Nor is he innocent He had before crept slily into her bosome And practised thy dishonor Lisi You begin to stir me Sir Cas How else could she be guilty Of such contempt of thee and in the eye Of all the Kingdom they conspir'd this stain When they had cunning meetings shall thy love And blooming hopes be scatter'd thus and Lisimachus Stand idle gazer Lisi What Sir will his death Advantage us if she be false to me So irreligious and to touch her person Pause we may be observed Enter Philocles and Lisander Lisa 'T is the Protector And his son Phi. Alas poor Gentleman I pitty His neglect but am not sorry for his Father Phi. 'T is a strange turne Lisa The whirligigs of Women Phi. Your Graces servant Cas I am yours Gentlemen And should be happy to deserve your loves Phi. Now he can flatter Lisa In't Sir to inlarge your sufferings I have A heart doth wish The Qeeen had known better to reward Your love and merit Lisa If you would express Your love to me pray do not mention it I must obey my fate Phi. She will be married To t'other Gentleman for certain then Cas I hope you 'll wish 'em joy Phi. Indeed I will Sir Lisa Your Graces servant Exit Cas We are grown Ridiculous the pastime of the Court Here comes another Enter Seleucus Sel. Where 's your Son my Lord Cas Like a neglected servant of his Mistress Sel. I would ask him a question Cas What Sel. Whether the Queen As 't is reported lov'd him he can tell Whether she promis'd what they talke of marriage Cas I can resolve you that Sir Sel. She did promise Cas Yes Sel. Then shee 's a Woman and your Son Cas What Sel. Not worthy his blood and expectation If he be calme Cas There 's no opposing destiny Sel. I would cut the Throat Cas Whose throat Sel. The destinies that 's all your pardon Sir I am Seleucus still a poor shadow o th' World a walking picture it concerns Not me I am forgotten by my stars Cas The Queen with more discretion might ha chosen Thee Sel. Whom Cas Thee Seleucus Sel. Me I cannot dance and frisk with due activity My body is lead I have too much phlegme what should I do with a Kingdome no Arcadius Becomes the cushion and can please yet setting Aside the trick that Ladies of Blood look at Another Man might make a shift to weare Rich Clothes sit in the chair of state and nod Dare venture on discourse that does not trench On compliment and think the study of Armes And Arts more commendable in a Gentleman Than any Galliard Cas Arcadius And you were reconcil'd Sel. We yes oh yes But 't is not manners now to say we are friends At our equality there had been reason But now subjection is the word Cas They are not Yet married Sel. I 'll make no Oath upon 't My Lord Lisimachus A word you 'll not be angry if I love you May not a Batchellor be made a Cuckold Lisi How Sir Cas Lisimachus this Gentleman Is worth our embrace hee 's spirited And may be useful Sel. Hark you can you tell Where 's the best Dancing-master and you mean To rise at Court practise to caper farewel The noble science that makes work for cutlers It will be out of fashion to weare swords Masques and devices welcome I salute you Is it not pitty any division Should be heard out of Musick Oh 't will be An excellent age of crotchets and of Canters Buy Captains that like fools will spend your blood Out of your Country you will be of less Use than your feathers if you return unman'd You shall be beaten soon to a new march When you shall think it a discretion To sell your glorious buffes to buy fine pumps And pantables this is I hope no treason Enter Arcadius leading the Queen Charia Eubulus Lisander Philocles Polidora servant Cas Wot stay Lisimachus Lisi Yes Sir And shew a patience above her injury Arc. This honor is too much Madam assume Your place and let Arcadius waite still 'T is happiness enough to be your servant Cas Now he dissembles Que. Sir you must sit Arc. I am Obedient Que. This is not Musick Sprightly enough it feeds the soul with melancholy How sayes Arcadius Arc. Give me leave to think There is no harmony but in your voice And not an accent of your heavenly tongue But strikes me into rapture I incline To think the tale of Orpheus no fable 'T is possible he might inchant the Rocks And charme the Forrest soften hell hell it self With his commanding Lute it is no miracle To what you work whose very breath conveyes The hearer into Heaven how at your lips Day-winds gather Perfumes proudly glide away To disperse sweetness round about the world Sel. Fine stuff Que. You cannot flatter Arc. Not if I should say Nature had plac'd you here the creatures wonder And her own spring from which all excellence On Earth's deriv'd and copyed forth and when The character of fair and good in others Is quite worne out and lost looking on you It is supply'd and you alone made mortal To feed and keep alive all beauty Sel. Ha ha Can you indure it Gentlemen Lisa What do you meane Sel. Nay ask him what he meanes mine is a down Right laugh Que. Well Sir proceed Arc. At such bright eyes the stars do light themselves At such a forehead Swans renew their white From such a lip the morning gathers blushes Sel. The morning is more modest than thy praises VVhat a thing does he make her Arc. And when you flie to Heaven and leave this work No longer maintenance of goodness from you Then Poetry shall lose all use with us And be no more since nothing in your absence Is left that can be worthy of a Verse Sel. Ha ha Que. VVhos 's that Sel. 'T was I
it must be granted Sop. If you have Cancell'd your kind opinion of me Deny me not to know who hath succeeded Sophia in your heart I beg the name Of your new Mistriss Lis You shall know her Madam If but these tumults cease and fate allow us To see the Court agen I hope you 'll bring No mutiny against her but this is No time to talk of Love let me attend you Sop. I must expect till you are pleas'd to satisfie My poor request conduct me at your pleasure Exeunt Enter Leonatus Eubulus Bishop Lisander and Philocles Leo. They are too slow dispatch new messengers To intreat 'em fairly hither I am extasi'd Were you witness for me too is it possible I am what this affirms true Leonatus And were you not my Father was I given In trust to you an Infant Eub. 'T is a truth Our soul 's bound to acknowledge you supply'd The absence and opinion of my Son Who died but to make you my greater care I know not of Demetrius but suppos'd Him dead indeed as Epire thought you were Your Fathers character doth want no testimony Which but compar'd with what concerns Demetrius Will prove it self King Theodosius act Your Royal Father Bish I am subscrib'd to both his Legacies By oath oblig'd to secresie until Thus fairly summon'd to reveal the trust Eub. Cassander had no thought you would prove thus To whose policie I gave this aim although He wrought you up to serve but as his Engine To batter young Demetrius for it was Your Fathers prudent jealousie that made him Give out your early deaths as if his soul Prophecy'd his own first and fear'd to leave Either of you to the unsafe protection Of one whose study would be to supplant Your right and make himself the King of Epire. Bish Your Sister fair Sophia in your Fathers Life was design'd to marry with Lisimachus That guarded her although she us'd some Art To quit her pupillage and being absolute Declar'd love to Demetrius which enforc'd Macarius to discover first your brother Leo. No more lest you destroy agen Leonatus With wonder of his fate are they not come yet Something it was I felt within my envy Of young Demetrius's fortune there were seeds Scattered upon my heart that made it swell With thought of Empire Princes I see cannot Be totally eclips'd but wherefore stays Demetrius and Sophia at whose names A gentle spirit walk'd upon my blood Enter Demetrius Polidora Sophia Macarius Cassander Lisima Eub. They are here Leo. Then thus I flie into their bosoms Nature has rectifi'd in me Demetrius The wandrings of ambition our dear Sister You are amaz'd I did expect it read Assurance there the day is big with wonder Mac. What means all this Leo. Lisimachus be dear to us Cassander you are welcome too Cas Not I I do not look for 't all this sha'not bribe My conscience to your faction and make Me false agen Seleucus is no son Of Theodosius my dear Countrey-men Correct your erring duties and to that Your lawful King prostrate your selves Demetrius Doth challenge all your knees Dem. All Love and Duty Flow from me to my Royal King and Brother I am confirm'd Cas You are two credulous What can betray your faith so much Leo. Sophia you appear sad as if your Will Gave no consent to this days happiness Sop. No joy exceeds Sophia's for your self Lis With your pardon Sir I apprehend A cause that makes her troubled she desires To know what other Mistriss since her late Unkindness I have chosen to direct My faith and service Leo. Another Mistriss Lis Yes Sir Leo. And does our Sister love Lisimachus Sop. Here 's something would confess Leo. He must not dare To affront Sophia Cas How my shame confounds me I beg your justice without pity on My age Leo. Your pennance shall be to be faithful To our state hereafter Omnes May you live long and happy Leonatus King of Epire. Leo. But where 's your other Mistriss Lis Even here Sir Leo. Our Sister is this another Mistriss Sir Sis It holds To prove my thoughts were so when she began Her sorrow for neglecting me that sweetness Deserv'd I should esteem her another Mistriss Then when she cruelly forsook Lisimachus Your pardon Madam and receive a heart Proud with my first devotions to serve you Sop. In this I am crown'd agen now mine for ever Leo. You have deceiv'd her happily Joy to you both Dem. We are ripe for the same wishes Polidora's part of me Pol. He all my blessing Leo. Heaven pour full joys upon you Mac. We are all blest There wants but one to fill your arms Leo. My Mistriss And Wife shall be my Countrey to which I Was in my birth contracted your love since Hath plaid the Priest to perfect what was ceremony Though Kingdoms by just Titles prove our own The subjects hearts do best secure a Crown Exeunt Omnes EPILOGUE THere is no Coronation to day Vnless your gentle votes do crown our Play If smiles appear within each Ladies eye Which are the leading Stars in this fair skie Our solemn day sets glorious for then We hope by their sad influence the men Will grace what they first shin'd on make 't appear Both how we please and bless our covetous ear With your applause more welcome than the Bells Vpon a triumph Bonfires or what else Can speak a Coronation And though I Were late depos'd and spoil'd of Majesty By the kind aid of your hands Gentlemen I quickly may be Crown'd a Queen agen THE COXCOMB A Comedy The Persons represented in the Play Ricardo a young Gentleman in love with Viola Antonio the Coxcomb Gentleman Mercurie fellow-traveller with Antonio three merry Gentlemen friends to Ricardo Uberto Pedro Silvio Valerio a Countrey Gentleman Curio Kinsman to Antonio Justice a shallow one Andrugio Father to Viola Alexander servant to Mercurie's Mother Marke the Justice's Clerk Rowland servant to Andrugio Tinker Constable Watch Drawer Musicians Women Viola Daughter to Andrugio Maria Wife to Antonio A Countrey-woman Mother to Mercurie Milk-maids Nan and Madge Dorothie the Tinkers Trull The Scene England France The Principal Actors were Nathan Field Giles Gary Rich. Allen Robert Benfeild Joseph Taylor Emanuel Read Hugh Atawell Will. Barcksted PROLOGUE THis Comedy long forgot by some thought dead By us preserv'd once more doth raise her head And to your noble censures does present Her outward form and inward ornament Nor let this smell of arrogance since 't is known The makers that confest it for their own Were this way skilful and without the crime Of flatteries I may say did please the time The work it self too when it first came forth In the opinion of men of worth Was well receiv'd and favour'd though some rude And harsh among th' ignorant multitude That relish gross food better than a dish That 's cook'd with care and serv'd into the wish Of curious pallats wanting wit and strength Truly to judge condemn'd it for
â—et I was bold enough to steal this key â—t of my fathers Chamber and dare yet â—eâ—ture upon mine enemy the night â—rm'd only with my love to meet my friend â—las how valiant and how fraid at once â—ove makes a Virgin I will throw this key â—ack through a window I had wealth enough â— Jewels with me if I hold his love â— steal e'm for farewell my place of birth â— never make account to look on thee again â—nd if there be as I have heard men say â—hese houshold gods I do beseech them look â—o this my charge bless it from theeves and fire â—nd keep till happily my love I win â—e from thy door and hold my Father in Exit Enter Richardo Pedro Uberto Silvio and Drawer with a Candle Ric. No more for Gods sake how is the night boy Draw Faith Sir 't is very late Vb. Faith Sir you lie is this your jack i' th' clock-house â—ill you strike Sir gi 's some more sack you varlet Ric. Nay if you love me good Vberto goe â—m monstrous hot with Wine Vb. Quench it again with love Gentlemen I will drink â—â—e health more and then if my legs say me not shamefully â—y I will go with you give me a singular quart Draw Of what Wine Sir Vber Of Sack you that speak confusion at the bar of Sack I say and every one his quart what a Devil le ts be merry Draw You shall Sir Exit Ped. We will Sir and a dryed tongue Sil. And an Olive boy and a whole bunch of fidlers my head swims plaguely ' uds pretious I shall be clawd Enter Drawer with four quarts of wine Ric. Pray go I can drink no more think 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 himself to his saint here 's to your wench seignior all this and then away Rich. I cannot drink it Ped. 'T is a toy a toy away wo't Vber Now dare I speak any thing to any body living come Where '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 workman for 't is plaguy strong work 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 rain and thunder boy Draw When Sir Vb. I cannot tell but sure we shall boy Draw The Gentleman 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 Ped. Why where were you brought up boy no inckling of a Whore no aym my boy Vber It cannot sink in my head now that thou shouldst marry Why shouldst thou marry tell me Rich. I marry I 'll be hang'd first some more wine boy Sil. Is she not a Whore translated and she be le ts repair 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 but jest with thee what an she were inverted with her heeles upward like a traitor's Coat 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 Why Sir Sil. To set fire to your rotten feeling you 'll keep no Whores Rogue no good members Draw Whores Sir Silv. I Whores Sir Do you think we come to lye with your hogsheads Rich. I must beat the watch I have long'd for 't any time this three weeks Silv. Wee 'll beat the Town too and thou wilt we are proof boy Shall she kill any body Rich. No but wee 'll hurt 'em dangerously Vber Silv. Now must I kill one I cannot avoid it boy easily afore there with your candle Where 's your Mistriss Draw A bed Sir Sil. With whom Draw With my Master Vber You lye Boy shee 's better brought up than to lye with her husband Has he not cast his head yet next year he will be a velvet-headed Cuckold Exeunt Draw You are a merry Gentleman there Sir take hold Enter Viola Viola This is the place I have out-told the Clock For haste 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 Kywi thin and ere I raise My Father up to see his daughters shame I 'll set me down and tell the Northern Wind That it is gentler than the curling West If it will blow me dead but he will come I'saith 't is cold if he deceive me thus A woman will not easily trust a Man Hark What 's that Sil. within Th' art over long at thy pot tom tom thou art over long at the pot tom Viol. Bless me Whos 's that Pedro within Whoo Vber within There Boyes Viol. Darkness be thou my cover I must fly To thee I haste for help Enter Richardo Pedro Uberto Drawer with a Torch Viol. They have a light Wind if thou lov'st a Virgin 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 we Vber I that 's the point Draw Why Sir you will be at your Lodging presently Rich. I 'll go to no lodging Boy Draw Whither will you go then Sir Rich. I 'll go no farther Draw For Gods sake Sir do not stay here all night Rich. No more I will not Boy lay me down and rowle me to a Whore Vber And me Ped. There spoke an Silvio Then set your foot to my foot and up tailes all Viola That is Richardo what a noise they make 'T is ill done on 'em here Sirs Richardo Rich. What 's that Boy Draw 'T is a Wench Sir pray Gentlemen come away Viol. O my dear love How doest thou Rich. Faith sweet heart even as thou seest Ped. Where 's thy Wench Vber Where 's this bed worme Viol. Speak softly for the love of heaven Draw Mistriss get you gone and do not entice the Gentlemen now you see they 'r drunk or I 'll call the Watch and lay you fast enough Vio. Alas What are you or What do you mean Sweet love Where 's the place Ric. Marry sweet love e'en here lye down I 'll feese thee Vio. Good God! What mean you Ped. I 'll have the Wench Vber If you can get her Sil. No I 'll lye with the
Drink no more unto me You had safer strike me 〈◊〉 pray you do not if you love me do not Val. Sir I mean no ill by it Ric. It may be so Nor let me see None Sir if you love heaven You know not what offence it is unto me Nor good now do not ask me why And I warn you once again let no man else speak of 't I fear your servants will be prating to me Val. Why Sir what ail you Rich. I hate drink there 's the end on 't And that man that drinks with meat is damn'd Without an age of prayers and repentance And there 's a hazard too good Sir no more â—f you will do me a free courtesie That I shall know for one go take your horse And bring me to the place where you left her Val. Since you are so impotunate I will But I will wish Sir you had staid to night Upon my credit you shall see no drink Rich. Be gone the hearing of it makes me giddy â—ir will you be intreated to forbear it 〈◊〉 shall be mad else Val. I pray no more of that I am quiet 〈◊〉 but walk in and away straight Rich. Now I thank you â—â—t what you do do in a twinkling Sir Val. As soon as may be Exit Enter Mother Viola and two Milk-maids Moth. Is this the wench you have brought me some catch warrant â—ow daringly she looks upon the matter Madge Yes forsooth this is the maiden Moth. Come hither wou'd you serve Vio. If it shall please you to accept my service I hope I â—â—ll do something that shall like you though it be but â—â—th and often praying for you Moth. You are very curious of your hand methinks 〈◊〉 preserve it so with gloves let me see it â—â—arry here 's a hand of march-pane wenches â—â—is pretty palme never knew sorrow yet â—ow soft it is I warrant you and supple 〈◊〉 my word this is fitter for a pocket to filch withal â—â—an to work withal I fear me little one â—â—u are no better than you should be goe to Vio. My Conscience yet is but one witness to me â—â—d that heaven knows is of mine innocence 〈◊〉 is true I must confess with shame enough â—â—e time that I have led yet never taught me That 't was to break a sleep or to be weary Moth. You can say well if you be mine wench you must â—e well too for words are but slow workers yet so much â—â—pe I have of you that I 'll take you so you 'll be diliâ—â—nt and do your duty how now Enter Alexander Alex. There is a messenger come from your son â—â—at brings you word he is return'd from travel â—â—d will be here this night Moth. Now joy upon thee for it thou art ever â—bringer of good tidings there drink that â—troth thou hast much contented me my Son â—â—d how thou hast pleas'd me shall I see my Son â—â—e'r I dye take care my house be handsome â—â—d the new stools set out and boughs and rushes And flowers for the window and the Turky Carpet And the great parcel Salt Nan with the Cruets And prethee Alexander goe to the Cook And bid him spare for nothing my son 's come home Who 's come with him Alex. I hear of none yet but a Gentlewoman Moth. A Gentlewoman what Gentlewoman Alex. I know not but such a one there is he says Moth. Pray God he have not cast away himself Upon some snout-fair piece I do not like it Alex. No sure my Master has more discretion Moth. We 'll be it how it will he shall be welcome Sirs to your tasks and shew this little novice How to bestir her self I 'll sort out things Exit Madge We will forsooth I can tell you my Mistriss is a stirring woman Nan. Lord how she 'll talk sometimes 't is the maddest cricket Vio. Methinks she talks well and shews a great deal of good huswivery pray let me deck the chambers shall I Nan. Yes you shall but do not scorn to be advis'd Sister for there belongs more to that than you are aware on why should you venture so fondly upon the strowings there 's mighty matters in them I 'll assure you and in the spreading of a bough-pot you may miss if you were ten years elder if you take not a special care before you Vio. I will learn willingly if that be all Nan. Sirrah where is' t they say my young Master hath been Madg. Faith I know not beyond the Sea where they are born without noses Nan. Bless us without noses how do they do for handkerchiefs Madg. So Richard says and sirrah their feet stand in their foreheads Nan. That 's fine by my troth these men have pestilent running heads then do they speak as we do Mag. No they never speak Nan. Are they cursend Mag. No they call them Infidels 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 he courted finely Madg. Pray thee what is' t Nay Faith nothing but he was somewhat figent with me faith 't is fine sport this courting Alex. within Where be the Maids there Madg. We shall be hang'd anon away good wenches and have a care you dight things handsomly I will look over you Exeunt Enter Mercury and Maria. Mer. If your sorrow will give you so far leave pray think your self most welcome to this place for so upon my life you are and for your own fair sake take truce awhile with these immoderate mournings Wife I thank you Sir I shall doe what I may Pray lead me to a chamber Enter Mother and Alexander Mer. Presently Before your blessing Mother I intreat ye To know this Gentlewoman and bid her welcome The virtuous wife of him that was my self In all my travels Moth. Indeed she is most welcome so are you son kneel Now all my blessing on thee thou hast made me Younger by 20 years than I was yesterday Will you walk in what ails this Gentlewoman Alas I fear she is not well good Genlewoman Mer. You fear right Moth. She has fasted over long You shall have supper presently o' th' board Mer. She will not eat I can assure you Mother For Gods sake let your Maid conduct her up Into some fair becoming Chamber Fit for a woman of her Being and As soon as may be I know she 's very ill and wou'd have rest Moth. There is one ready for her the blew chamber Mer. 'T is well I 'll lead you to your chamber door And there I 'll leave you to your quiet Mistriss Wife I thank you Sir good rest to every one You 'll see me once again to night I hope Exit Mer. When you shall please I 'll wait upon you Lady Moth. Where are these maids
by giving him succor Cla. Ha come near 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 heal'd 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 ayr passing through the Arabian groves Yields not so sweet an odour prethee taste it Taste it good Crocale yet I envy thee so great a blessing 'T is not sin to touch these Rubies is it Jul. Not I think Cla. Or thus to live Camelion like I could resign my essence to live ever thus O welcome raise him up Gently Some soft hand bound up these wounds a womans hair What fury For which my ignorance does not know a name Is crept into my bosome But I forget Enter Hippolita My pious work Now if this juyce hath power Let it appear his eyelids ope Prodigious Two Suns break from these Orbes Alb. Ha Where am I What new vision 's this To what Goddess do I owe this second life Sure thou art more than mortal And any Sacrifice of thanks or duty In poor and wetched man to pay comes short Of your immortal bounty but to shew I am not unthankful this in humility I kiss the happy ground you have made sacred By bearing of your weight Cla. No Goddess friend but made Of that same brittle mould as you are One too acquainted with calamities And from that apt to pity Charity ever Finds in the act reward and needs no Trumpet In the receiver O forbear 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 Maid hath never seen a Man Touches have titillations and inform her Enter Rosella But here 's our Governess Now I expect a storme Ros Child of my flesh And not of my fair unspotted mind Un-hand this Monster Cla. Monster Mother Ros Yes and every word he speaks a Syrens note To drown the careless 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 cruel to her self the Soveraignty Proud and imperious men usurp upon us We conferr 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-compel'd 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 oaths never to look On man but as a Monster and Wilt thou Be the first president to infringe those vows We made to Heaven Cla. Hear me and hear me with justice And as ye are delighted in the name Of Mother hear a daughter that would be like you Should all Women use this obstinate abstinence You would force upon us in a few years The whole World would be peopled Onely with Beasts Hip. We must and will have Men. Cro. I or wee 'll shake off all obedience Ros Are ye mad Can no perswasion alter ye suppose You had my suffrage to your sute Can this Shipwrackt wretch supply them all Alb. Hear me great Lady I have fellowes in my misery not far hence Divided oâ—ly 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 groan beneath ' em Cla. But are they like to you Jul. Speak they your Language Cro. Are they able lusty men Alb. They were good Ladies 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 'll appear Worthy your favors Jul. This is a blessing We durst not hope for Cla. Dear Mother be not obdurate Ros Hear then my resolution and labor not To add to what I 'll grant for 't will be fruitless You shall appear as good Angels to these wretched Men In a small Boat wee 'll pass o'er to 'em And bring 'em comfort if you like their persons And they approve of yours for wee 'll force nothing And since we want ceremonies Each one shall choose a husband and injoy His company a Month but that expir'd You shall no more come near 'em if you prove fruitful The Males ye shall return to them the Females We will reserve our selves this is the utmost Ye shall e'er obtain as ye think fit Ye may dismiss this stranger And prepare to morrow for the journey Exit Cla. Come Sir Will ye walk We will shew ye our pleasant Bowers And something ye shall find to cheer your heart Alb. Excellent Lady Though 't will appear a wonder one near starv'd Should refuse rest and meat I must not take Your noble offer I left in yonder desart A Virgin almost pin'd Cla. Shee 's not your Wife Alb. No Lady but my Sister 't is now dangerous To speak truth To her I deeply vow'd Not to tast food or rest if fortune brought it me Till I bless'd her with my return now if you please To afford me an easie passage to her And some meat for her recovery I shall live your slave and thankfully She shall ever acknowledge her life at your service Cla. You plead so well I can deny ye nothing I my self will see you furnisht And with the next Sun visit and relieve thee Alb. Ye are all goodness Exit Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter severally Lamure Franvile Morillat Lam. OH What a tempest have I in my stomach How my empty guts cry out my wounds ake Would they would bleed again that I might get Something to quench my thirst Fran. O Lamure the happiness my dogs had When I kept house at home they had a storehouse A storehouse of most blessed bones and crusts Happy crusts Oh! how sharp hunger pinches me Exit Franvilâ— Mor. O my importunate belly I have nothing To satisfie thee I have sought As far as my weak legs would carry me Yet can find nothing neither meat nor water Nor any thing that 's nourishing My bellies grown together like an empty sachel Enter Franvile Lam. How now What news Mor. Hast any meat yet Fran. Not a bit that I can see Here be goodly quarries but they be cruel hard To gnaw I ha got some mud we 'll eat it with spoons Very good thick mud but it stinks damnably There 's old rotten trunks of Trees too But not a leafe nor blossome in all the Island Lam. How it looks Mor. It stinks too Lam. It may be poyson Fran. Let it be any thing So I can get it down Why Man
Tib. Stir not within forty soot of this food If you do dogs Alâ— 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 air 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 'll wait on you else And touch nothing but what 's flung ye as if you were dogs If you do I 'll cut your fingers friends I 'll spoil your carving Amin. There wretches there Tib. Eat your meat handsomely now â—nd 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 'll fill you each your cups Ye shall not surfet Amin. And what have you discover'd Alb. Sweet a paradise A paradise inhabited with Angels Such as you are their pitties make in 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. Dear Mistris When you would name me and the women hear Call me your brother you I 'll call my sister And pray observe this all Why do you change color sweet Amin. Eating too much meat Alb. Sawc't with jealousie Fie fie dear saint yfaith ye are too blame Are ye not here here sixt in my heart All. Hark hark Enter Rosella Clarinda Crocale Hipollitta Juletta Alb. They are come stand ready and 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 Rogues 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 happiness In cold and chast embraces 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 self I do appear deform'd When I consider her and yet she is The strangers sister Why then should I fear She cannot prove my rival Ros When you repent That you refus'd my counsel 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 inâ—â—ructed 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 succors Hope cannot flatter you to dream of safety The present plight you are in can resolve you That to be merciful is to draw near The Heavenly essence whether you will be Thankful I do not question nor demand What 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 pain 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 confess Our selves your creatures Ros You speak as becomes you First then and willingly deliver up Those weapons we could force from you Alb. We lay 'em down Most gladly at your feet Tib. I have had many a combat with a tall wench But never was disarm'd before Ros And now hear comfort Your wants shall be supply'd and though it be A debt women may challenge to be sued to Especially from such they may command We give up to you that power and therefore Freely each make his choice 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 suit Nor are you in your warehouse master Merchant Stand back and give your betters leave your betters And grumble not if ye do as I love meat I will so swinge the salt itch out on you Captain Master and the rest of us That are brothers and good fellows we have been Too late by the ears and yet smart for our follies To end therefore all future emulation if you please To trust to my election you shall say I am not partial to my self I doubt not Give content to all All. Agreed agreed Tib. Then but observe how learned and discreetly I will proceed and as a skilful Doctor In all the quirks belonging to the game Read over your complexions for you Captain Being first in place and therefore first to be serv'd I give my judgment thus for your aspect Y' are much inclin'd to melancholy and that tells me The fullen Saturne had predominance At your nativity a malignant Planet And if not qualified by a sweet conjunction Of a soft and ruddy wench born under Venus It may prove fatal therefore to your armes I give this rose-cheekt Virgin Cla. To my wish Till now I never was happy Amin. Nor I accurs'd Tib. Master you are old Yet love the game that I perceive too And if not well spurr'd up you may prove rusty Therefore to help ye here 's a Bradamanta Or I am cosen'd in my calculation Cro. A poor old man alloted to my share Ti. Thou wouldst have two Nay I think twenty but fear not wench Though he be old he 's tough look on 's making Hee 'll not fail I warrant thee Ros A merry fellow And were not man a creature I detest I could indure his company Ti. Here 's a fair heard of Does before me And now for a barren one For though I like the sport I do not love To Father children like the Grand Signior Thus I walk in my Seraglio And view 'em as I pass then draw I forth My handkercher and having made my choice I thus bestow it Ros On me Ti. On you now my choice is made To it you hungry Rascals Alb. Excellent Amin. As I love goodness
Clarinda Juletta Crocale Hippolita Cla. Out thou base woman I 'll shoot 'em both Cro. Nay stay brave Lady hold A suddain death cuts off a Nobler vengeance Cla. Am I made Bawd to your lascivious meetings Are ye grown so wise in sin Shut up that villany and sirrah Now expect my utmost anger Let him there starve Alb. I mock at your mischiefs Exit Cla. Tie that false witch unto that Tree There let that savage beasts Gnaw off her sweetness 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 only my last audit and my greatest Oh Heaven be kind unto me And if it be thy Will preserve Enter Raymond Ray. Who is this Sure 't is a woman I have trode this place And found much footing now I know 't is peopl'd Ha let me see 't is her face Oh Heaven turn this way Maid Amin. Oh Raymond oh Brother Raym. Her tongue too 't is my Sister what rude hand Nay kiss me first Oh joy Amin. Fly fly dear 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. Oh brother brother Cla. Away with 'em and in dark prisons bind ' em One word reply'd ye die both Now brave â—other follow thy noble anger And â—â—l help thee Exeunâ— 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 Pirats Digs up her Fathers or her Brothers Tomb And spurns about their ashes Couldst thou remember what a Father thou hadst once 'T would steel thy heart against all foolish pity By his memory'and the remembrance of his dear embraces I am taught that in a Noble cause revenge is Noble And they shall fall the sacrifices to appease His wandring Ghost and my incensed fury Cla. The new come prisoner too Ros He too yet that we may learn Whether they are the same or near ally'd To those that forc'd me to this cruel course Better their poor allowance and permit 'em To meet together and confer Within the distance of your ear perhaps They may discover something that may kill Despair in me and be a means to save 'em From certain ruine Ceo. That shall be my charge Ros Yet to prevent All hope of rescue for this new-come Captain Hath both a Ship and Men not far from us Though ignorant to find the only Port That can yield entrance to our happy Island Guard the place strongly and e'r the next Sun Ends his diurnal progress I will be Happy in my revenge or set 'em free Exteunt Enter Crocale Juletta Hippolita A Table furnish'd 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 doors too of the several prisons And give all free entrance into this room Undiscover'd I can here mark all Enter Tib. Mast Here 's Captain careless and the tough Ship-master The slaves are nos'd like Vultures How wild they look Tib. Ha the mistery of this â—ome good Hobgoblin rise and reveal Mast I 'm amazed at it nor can I sound the intent Tib. Is not this bread â—ubstantial bread not painted Mast But take heed You may be poisoned Tib. I am sure I am famish'd And famine as the wise man says Gripes the guts as much as any Mineral This may be Treacle sent to preserve me After a long Fast or be it Vipers spittle â—'ll run the hazard Mast We are past all fear I 'll take part with ye Tib. Do and now i'faith how d' ye feel your self find great ease in 't What 's here Vine and it be thy Will â—trong lusty Wine Well fools may talk Of Mythridate Cordials and Elixirs But from my youth this was my only Physick Here 's a colour what Ladies cheek Though cerus'd over comes near it â—t sparkles too hangs out Diamonds Oh my sweet-heart how I will hug thee Again and again They are poor drunkards And not worth thy favors That number thy moist kisses in these Crystals Mast But Mounsieur â—ere are Suckets and sweet dishes Tib. Tush boys meat â— am past it here 's strong food fit for men Nectar old lad Mistriss 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 aboard is capital Treason And dost thou preach sobriety Mast Prethee forbear We may offend in it we know not for whom â—t was provided Tib. I am sure for me therefore footra When I am full let 'em hang me I care not Enter Albert Aminta Raymond Lamure Morrillat Franvile severally Mast This has been his temper ever â—â—e provoking dishes candid Eringoes â—nd Potatoes Tib. I 'll not touch 'em I will drink But not a bit on a march I 'll be an Eunuch rather Mast Who are these Tib Marry who you will â— keep my Text here Alb. Raymond Ray. Albert Tib. Away I 'll be drunk alone Keep off Rogues or I 'll belch ye into air â—ot a drop here Amint. Dear brother put not in your eyes such anger Those looks poison'd with fury shot at him â—efâ—ect on me Oh brother look milder or The Crystal of his temperance Will turn 'em on your self Alb. Sir I have sought ye long To find your pardon you have plough'd the Ocean To wreak your vengeance on me for the rape Of this fair Virgin Now our fortune guides us To meet on such hard terms that we need rather â— mutual pitty of our present state Than to expostulate of breaches past Which cannot be made up And though it be Far from your power to force me to confess That I have done ye wrong or such submission Failing to make my peace to vent your anger You being your self slav'd as I to others Yet for you Sisters sake her blessed sake In part of recompence of what she has suffer'd For my rash folly the contagion Of my black actions catching hold upon Her purer innocence I crave your mercy And wish however several 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 authentical Ray. When I consider The ground of our long difference and look on Our not to be avoided miseries It doth beget in me I know not how A soft Religious tenderness which tells me Though we have many
That had a hand with thee Witty Yes all these Sir Old K. Nephew part a hundr'd pound amongst 'em I 'll repay it wealth love me as I love wit When I die I 'll build an Alms-house for decay'd wits Sir Gr. I 'll entertain one in my life time Scholar you shall be my Chaplain I have the gift of twenty Benefices simple as I am here Pris Thanks my great Patron Cun. Sir your Gentry and your name shall both be rais'd as high as my fortunes can reach 'em for your friendâ— sake Witty Something will be in my present power the future more You shall snare with me Ruin and Wife Thanks worthy Gentlemen Nee. Sir I would beg one thing of you Sir Gr. You can beg nothing of me Witty Oh Sir if she begs there 's your power over her Sir Gr. She has begg'd me for a fool already but 't is no matter I have begg'd her for a Lady that she might have been That 's one for another Witty Nay but if she beg Sir Gr. Let her beg agen then Nee. That your man Pompey's Coat may come over his ears back agen I would not he should be lost for my sake Sir Gr. Well 't is granted for mine own sake Mirab. I 'll intreat it Sir Sir Gr. Why then 't is granted for your sake Old K. Come come down with all weapons now 't is Musick time So it be purchas'd at an easie rate Some have receiv'd the knocks some giv'n the hits And all concludes in love there 's happy wits Exeunt The Epilogue at the reviving of this Play WE need not tell you Gallants that this night The Wits have jumpt or that the Scenes hit right 'T would be but labor lost for to excuse What Fletcher had to do in his brisk Muse Was so Mercurial that if he but writ An Act or two the whole Play rose up wit We 'll not appeal unto those Gentlemen Judge by their Cloaths if they sit right nor when The Ladies smile and with their Fanns delight To whisk a clinch aside then all goes right 'T was well receiv'd before and we dare say You now are welcome to no vulgar Play The Fair Maid of the Inn. A TRAGI-COMEDY The Persons represented in the Play Duke of Florence Cesario a young Gentleman of a fiery nature Son to Alberto Albertus Father to Cesario Admiral of Florence Baptista a brave Sea-Commander antient friend to Albertus and Father to Mentivole and Biancha Mentiuole Son to Baptista Lover of Clarissa Prospero a noble friend to Baptista Two Magistrates of Florence Host the supposed Father to Biancha Forobosco a cheating Mountebank Clown the Mountebanks man and setter Three Gentlemen Secretary to the Duke Four fools and knaves who pretend love to Biancha the Fair Maid of the Inn. Dancer Taylor Mulitteer Pedant Sailors Women Mariana Wife to Albertus a virtuous Lady Clarissa Mariana's Daughter in love with Mentiuole Juliana Neece to the Duke of Genoa Baptista's second wife Biancha the Fair Maid of the Inn beloved of Cesario and Daughter to Baptista and Juliana Hostess the supposed Mother of Biancha The Scene Florence PROLOGUE PLays have their fates not as in their true sence They 're understood but as the influence Of idle custom madly works upon The dross of many tongu'd opinion A worthy story howsoever writ For Language modest Mirth Conceit or Wit Meets oftentimes with the sweet commendation Of hang 't 't is scurvy when for approbation A Jigg shall be clapt at and every rhime Prais'd and applauded by a clamorous chime Let ignorance and laughter dwell together They are beneath the Muses pity Hither Come nobler Judgements and to those the strain Of our invention is not bent in vain The Fair Maid of the Inn to you commends Her hopes and welcomes and withal intends In th' Entertains to which she doth invite ye All things to please and some things to delight ye Actus Primus Scaena Prima Enter Cesario and Clarissa Cesario INterpret not Clarissa my true zeal In giving you counsel to transcend the bounds That should confine a brother 't is your honor And peace of mind which honor last will leave you I labor to preserve and though you yet are Pure and untainted and resolve to be so Having a Fathers eye and Mothers care In all your ways to keep you fair and upright In which respects my best advices must Appear superfluous yet since love dear Sister Will sometimes tender things unnecessary Misconstrue not my purpose Claris Sir I dare not But still receive it as a large addition To the much that I already stand ingag'd for Yet pardon me though I profess upon A true examination of my self Even to my private thoughts I cannot find Having such strong supporters to uphold me On what slight ground the least doubt can be rais'd To render me suspected I can fall Or from my Fame or Virtue Caesar Far be it from me To nourish such a thought and yet excuse me As you would do a Lapidary whose whole fortunes Depend upon the safety of one Jewel â—f he think no case precious enough To keep it in full lâ—stre nor no locks â—â—ough lending strength to Iron doors sufficient â—o guard it and secure him you to me are A Gemm of more esteem and priz'd higher â—han â—â—â—â—ers do their Muck or great men Title 〈◊〉 any sâ—â—w which heaven avert in you 〈◊〉 reputation like a Diamond Cut newly from the rock women with envie And men with covetous desires look up at By prying eiâ—s discovered in a moment Would râ—nder what the braveries of Florence For want oâ— counterpoize forbear to cheapen Of â—â—â—e or no value Clâ—â—is I see brother The mark you shoot at and much thank your love â—ut for my Virgin Jewel which is brought In comparison with your Diamond rest assur'd â—t shall not fall in such a workmans hands Whose ignorance or malice shall have power To cast one cloud upon it but still keep Her native splendor Cesa 'T is well I commend you And study your advancement with that care As I would do a Sisters whom I love With more than common order Claris That from me I hope 's return'd to you Cesar I do confess it Yet let me tell you but still with that love I wish to increase between us that you are Observ'd against the gravity long maintain'd â—n Italy where to see a maid unmasqu'd Is held a blemish to be over-frequent In giving or receiving visits Clari. How Cesar Whereas the custom is here to wooe by Picture And never see the substance you are fair And beauty draws temptations on You know it I wouâ—d not live to see a willing grant â—â—m â—ou to one unworthy of your birth â—eâ—ture or fortune yet there have been Ladies Of rank proportion and of means beyond you That have prov'd this no miracle Câ—aris One unworthy Why pray you gentle brother who are they That I vouchsafe these bounties to I hope In your strict Criticisme
like him Tim. How I like him Leon. Yes for you in conversation may see more Than a Father Bac. It works Timantus Your Grace has chosen out an ill observer Leon. Yes I mean of his ill you talk rightly Tim. But you take me wrong All I know by him I dare deliver boldly He is the store-house And head of virtue your great self excepted That feeds the Kingdome Leon. These are flatteries speak me his vices there you do a service worth a Fathers thanks Tim. Sir I cannot If there be any sure they are the times which I could wish less dangerous But pardon me I am too bold Leon. You are not forward and open what these dangers are Timan. Nay good Sir Leon. Nay fall not off again I will have all Timan. Alas Sir what am I you should believe My eyes or ears so subtle to observe Faults in a State all my main business Is service to your Grace and necessaries For my poor life Leon. Do not displease me Sirrah But that you know tell me and presently Timan. Since your Grace will have it I 'll speak it freely Alwayes my obedience And love preserv'd unto the Prince Leon. Prethee to the matter Tim. For Sir if you consider How like a Sun in all his great employments How full of heat Leon. Make me understand what I desire Tim. And then at his return Leon. Do not anger me Tim. Then thus Sir All mislike ye As they would do the gods if they did dwell with ' em Leon. What Tim. Talke and prate as their ignorant rages Leads 'em without Alleageance or Religion For Heavens sake have a care of your own person I cannot tell their wickedness may lead Farther than I dare think yet Leo. O base people Tim. Yet the Prince for whom this is pretended may Persuade 'em and no doubt will virtue is ever watchfull But be you still secur'd and comforted Leon. Heaven how have I offended that this rod So heavy and unnaturall should fall upon me When I am old and helpless Tim. Brave Gentl. that such a madding love should follow thee to rob thee of a Father All the Court is full of dangerous whispers Leon. I perceive it and ' spight of all their strengths will make my safety I 'll cut him shorter I 'll cut him shorter first then let him rule Bach. What a foul Age is this when Virtue is made a sword to smite the virtuous Alas alas Leon. I 'll teach him to fly lower Tim. By no means Sir rather make more your love And hold your favor to him for 't is now Impossible to yoke him if his thoughts As I must ne'er believe run with their rages He never was so innocent but what reason His Grace has to withdraw his love from me And other good men that are near your person I cannot yet find out I know my duty Has ever been attending Leon. 'T is too plain He means to play the villain I 'll prevent him not a word more of this be private Exit Leontius Tim. Madam 't is done Bac. He cannot escape me Have you spoken with the noble men Tim. Yes Madam they are here I wait a farther service Bac Till yet be the Prince you need no more instructions Tim. No I have it Exit Timantus Enter Dorialus Nisus Agenor Bac. That fool that willingly provoks a woman Has made himself another evill Angell And a new Hell to which all other torments Are but mere pastime Now my noble Lords You must excuse me that unmannerly We have broke your private business Agen. Your good Grace may command us and that Bac. Faith my Lord Agenor 'T is so good a cause I am confident you cannot loose by it Dorialus Which way does she fish now The devill is but a fool to a right woman Nisus Madam we must needs win in doing service to such a gracious Lady Bac. I thank you and will let you know the business So I may have your helps never be doubtfull For 't is so just a cause and will to you Upon the knowledge seem so honorable That I assure my self your willing hearts Will strait be for me in it Age. If she should prove good now what wer 't like Dorial. Thunder in Ianuarie or a good woman That 's stranger than all Affrick Bac. It shall not need your wonder this it is The Duke you know is old and rather subject To ease and prayers now than all those troubles Cares and continuall watchings that attend Aâ— Kingdomes safety therefore to prevent The fall of such a flourishing Estate As this has been and to put off The murmure of the people that encrease Against my government which the gods knows I onely feel the trouble of I present The Prince unto your loves a Gent. In whom all Excellencies are knit together All peeces of a true man let your prayers Win from the Duke half his Vexation That he may undertake it whose discretion I must confess though it be from the Father Yet now is stronger and more apt to govern 'T is not my own desire but all the Lands I know the weakeness of it Nisus Madam this noble care and love has won us For ever to your lives we 'll to the King And since your Grace has put it in our mouths We 'll win him with the cunning'st words we can Dorial. I was never cousen'd in a woman before For commonly they are like Apples If once they bruise They will grow rotten thorow and serve for nothing but to asswage swellings Bac. Good Lords delay no time since 't is your good Pleasures to think my counsell good and by no means Let the Prince know it whose affections Will stir mainly against it besides his Father May hold him dangerous if it be not carried So that his forward will appear not in it Go and be happy Dorial. Well I would not be Chronicl'd as thou Wilt be for a good woman for all the world Nisus Madam we kiss your hand and so inspire Nothing but happiness can crown our prayers Exeunt Actus Quarti Scaena Prima Enter Leucippus Ismenus Leu. ANd thus she has us'd me is' t not a good mother Ismenus Why kill'd you her not Leu. The gods forbid it Ismenus S'light if all the women i' th' world were barren shee had dy'd Leuc. But 't is not reason directs thee thus Ismen Then have I none at all for all I have in me Directs me Your Father 's in a pretty rage Leucippus Why Ismenus Nay 't is well if he know himself but some of the Nobility have deliver'd a petition to him what 's in 't I know not but it has put him to his trumps he has taken a months time to answer it and chafes like himself Enter Leontius Bacha and Tellamon Leu. He 's here Ismenus .. Leon. Set me down Tellamon Leucippus Leu. Sir Bach. Nay good Sir be at peace I dare swear he knows not of it Leon. You are foolish peace Bach. All will
does he mean Some good god help me at the worst how dost thou Let not thy misery vex me thou shalt have What thy poor heart can wish I am a Prince And I will keep thee in the gayest cloaths And the finest things that ever pretty boy had given him Vra I know you well enough Feth I am dying and now you know all too Leu. But stir up thy self look what a Jewel here is See how it glisters what a pretty shew Will this make in thy little ear ha speak Eat but a bit and take it Vra Do you not know me Leu. I prethee mind thy health why that 's well said my good boy smile still Vra I shall smile till death an I see you I am Vrania your Sister-in-law Leu. How Vra I am Vrania Leu. Dulness did seize me now I know thee well Alas why cam'st thou hither Vra Feth for love I would not let you know till I was dying for you could not love me my Mother was so naught Leu. I will love thee or any thing what wilt Thou leave me as soon as I know thee Speak one word to me alas she 's past it She will ne'er speak more What noise is that it is no matter who Enter Ismenus with the Lords Comes on me now What worse than mad are you That seek out sorrows if you love delights Begone from hence Isme Sir for you we come as Soldiers to revenge the wrongs you have suffer'd under this naughty creature what shall be done with her say I am ready Leu. Leave her to Heaven brave Cosin they shall tell her how she has sinn'd against 'em my hand shall never be stain'd with such base bloud live wicked Mother that reverend Title be your pardon for I will use no extremity against you but leave you to Heaven Bacha Hell take you all or if there be a place Of torment that exceeds that get you thither And till the devils have you may your lives Be one continued plague and such a one That knows no friends nor ending May all ages that shall succeed curse you as I do And if it be possible I ask it heaven That your base issues may be ever Monsters That must for shame of nature and succession Be drown'd like dogs Would I had breath to please you Leu. Would you had love within you and such grief As might become a Mother look you there Know you that face that was Vrania These are the fruits of those unhappy Mothers That labour with such horrid births as you do If you can weep there 's cause poor innocent Your wickedness has kill'd her I 'll weep for you Isme Monstrous woman Mars would weep at this and yet she cannot Leu. Here lies your Minion too slain by 〈◊〉 I will not say you are the cause yet certain I know you were too blame the gods forgive you Isme See she stands as if she were inventing Some new destruction for the world Leu. Ismenus thou art welcome yet to my sad company Isme I come to make you somewhat sadder Sir Leu. You cannot I am at the height already Isme Your Fathers dead Leu. I thought so Heaven be with him Oh woman woman weep now or never thou hast made more sorrows than we have eyes to utter Bac. Now let Heaven fall I am at the worst of evils a a thing so miserably wretched that every thing the last of humane comforts hath left me I will not be so base and cold to live and wait the mercies of these men I hate no 't is just I die since fortune hath left me my step discent attends me hand strike thou home I have soul enough to guide and let all know as I stood a Queen the same I 'll fall and one with me She stabs the Prince with a knife Leu. Ho. Isme How do you Sir Leu. Nearer my health than I think any here my tongue begins to faulter what is man or who would be one when he sees a poor weak woman can in an instant make him none Dor. She is dead already Isme Let her be damn'd already as she is post all for Surgeons Leu. Let not a man stirr for I am but dead I have some few words which I would have you hear And am afraid I shall want breath to speak 'em First to you my Lords you know Ismenus is Undoubtedly Heir of Lycia I do beseech you all When I am dead to shew your duties to him Lords We vow to do 't Leu. I thank you Next to you Cosin Ismenus that shall be the Duke I pray you let the broken Image of Cupid Be re-edified I know all this is done by him Isme It shall be so Leu. Last I beseech you that my Mother-in-law may have a burial according to Dies Isme To what Sir Dor. There is a full point Isme I will interpret for him she shall have burial according to her own deserts with dogs Dor. I would your Majesty would haste for setling of the people Isme I am ready Age. Goe and let the Trumpets sound Some mournful thing whilst we convey the body Of this unhappy Prince unto the Court And of that virtuous Virgin to a Grave But drag her to a ditch where let her lie Accurst whilst one man has a memory Exeunt Cupid's Speech The time now of my Revenge draws near Nor shall it lessen as I am a god With all the cries and prayers that have been And those that be to come though they be infinite In need and number The Two Noble Kinsmen The Persons represented in the Play Hymen Theseus Hippolita Sisters to Theseus Emelia Sisters to Theseus Nymphs Three Queens Three valiant Knights The two Noble Kinsmen in love with fair Emelia Palamon Arcite Perithous Jaylor His Daughter in love with Palamon Countreymen VVenches A Taborer Gerrold A Schoolmaster PROLOGUE Florish NEw Plays and Maidenheads are near a-kin Much follow'd both for both much money gi'n If they stand sound and well And a good Play Whose modest Scenes blush on his marriage day And shake to loose his honour is like hir That after holy Tie and first nights stir Yet still is Modesty and still retains More of the Maid to sight than Husbands pains We pray our Play may be so for I 'm sure It has a noble◠breeder and a pure A Learned and a Poet never went More famous yet 'twixt Po and silver Trent Chaucer of all admir'd the Story gives There constant to eternity it lives If we let fall the Nobleness of this And the first sound this Child hear be a hiss How will it shake the bones of that good man And make him cry from under-ground Oh fan From me the witless chaff of such a writer That blasts my Bayes and my fam'd Works makes lighter Than Robin Hood this is the fear we bring For to say Truth it were an endless thing And too ambitious to aspire to him Weak as we are and almost breathless swim In this
To a deep crie of Dogs I dare not praise My seat in horsemanship yet they that knew me Would say it was my best peece last and greatest I would be thought a Soldier Thes You are perfect Pirith. Upon my soul a proper man Emilia He is so Per. How doe you like him Ladie Hip. I admire him I have not seen so young a man so noble If he say true of his sort Emil. Believe His mother was a wondrous handsome woman His face me thinks goes that way Hip. But his Body And firie mind illustrate a brave Father Per. Mark how his virtue like a hidden Sun Breaks through his baser garments Hip. He 's well got sure Thes What made you seek this place Sir Arc. Noble Theseus To purchase name and doe my ablest service To such a well-sound wonder as thy worth For only in thy Court of all the world Dwells fair-ey'd honor Per. All his words are worthy Thes Sir we are much endebted to your travell Nor shall you loose your wish Perithous Dispose of this faire Gentleman Perith. Thanks Theseus What ere you are y' are mine and I shall give you To a most noble service to this Lady This bright young Virgin Pray observe her goodness You have honour'd her fair birth-day with your virtues And as your due y' are hers kiss her fair hand Sir Arc. Sir y' are a noble Giver dearest Beautie Thus let me seal my vow'd faith when your Servant Your most unworthie Creature but offends you Command him die he shall Emil. That were too cruell If you deserve well Sir I shall soon see 't Y' are mine and somewhat better than your ranck I 'll use you Per. I 'll see you furnish'd and because you say You are a horseman I must needs intreat you This after noon to ride but 't is a rough one Arc. I like him better Prince I shall not then Freeze in my Saddle Thes Sweet you must be readie And you Emilia and you Friend and all To morrow by the Sun to doe observance To flowry May in Dian's wood wait well Sir Upon your Mistris Emely I hope He shall not goe a foot Emil. That were a shame Sir While I have horses take your choice and what You want at any time let me but know it If you serve faithfully I dare assure you You 'll find a loving Mistris Arc. If I doe not Let me find that my Father ever hated Disgrace and blows Thes Go lead the way You have won it It shall be so You shall receive all dues Fit for the honor you have won 'T were wrong else Sister beshrew my heart you have a Servant That if I were a woman would be Master But you are wise Florish Emil. I hope too wise for that Sir Exeunt omnes Scaena 6. Enter Jaylors Daughter alone Daughter Let all the Dukes and all the divells rore He is at liberty I have ventur'd for him And out I have brought him to a little wood A mile hence I have sent him where a Cedar Higher than all the rest spreads like a plane Fast by a Brook and there he shall keep close Till I provide him Fyles and food for yet His yron bracelets are not off O Love What a stout hearted child thou art My Father Durst better have indur'd cold iron than done it I love him beyond love and beyond reason Or wit or safetie I have made him know it I care not I am desperate If the Law Find me and then condemne me for 't Some wenches Some honest hearted Maids will sing my Dirge And tell to memory my death was noble Dying almost a Martyr That way he takes I purpose is my way too Sure he cannot Be so unmanly as to leave me here If he doe Maids will not so easily Trust men again And yet he has not thank'd me For what I have done no not so much as kist me And that me thinks is not so well Nor scarcely Could I persuade him to become a Freeman He made such scruples of the wrong he did To me and to my Father Yet I hope When he considers more this love of mine Will take more root within him Let him doe What he will with me so he use me kindly For use me so he shall or I 'll proclaim him And to his face no man I 'll presently Provide him necessaries and pack my cloaths up And where there is a path of ground I 'll venture So he be with me By him like a shadow I 'll ever dwell Within this hour the whoobub Will be all o'er the prison I 'm then Kissing the man they look for Farewell Father Get many more such prisoners and such daughters And shortly you may keep your self Now to him Cornets in sundry places Noise and hollowing as people a Maying Actus Tertius Scaena Prima Enter Arcite alone Arcite THe Duke has lost Hypolita Each took A severall land This is a solemn Right They owe bloom'd May and the Athenians pay it To 'th heart of Ceremony O Queen Emilia Fresher than May sweeter Then her gold Buttons on the bows or all Th'enamell'd knacks o' th' Mead or garden yeâ— We challenge too the banck of any Nymph That makes the stream seem flowers Thou o Jewell O' th wood o' th world hast likewise blest a pace With thy sole presence in thy rumination That I poor man might eftsoones come betwen And chop on some cold thought thrice blessed chance To drop on such a Mistris expectation Most guiltless on 't tell me O Lady Fortune Next after Emely my Sovereign how far I may be proud She takes strong note of me Hath made me near her and this beauteous Morn The prim'st of all the year presents me with A brace of horses two such Steeds might well Be by a pair of Kings backt in a Field That their crowns titles tried Alas alas Poor Cosen Palamon poor prisoner thou So little dream'st upon my fortune that Thou thinkst thy self the happier thing to be So near Emilia me thou deem'st at Thebs And therein wretched although free But if Thou knew'st my Mistris breath'd on me and that I ear'd her language liv'd in her eye O Coz. What passion would enclose thee Enter Palamon as out of a Bush with his Shackles bends his fist at Arcite Palamon Traytor kinsman Thou shouldst perceive my passion if these signs Of prisonment were off me and this hand But owner of a Sword By all oaths in one I and the justice of my love would make thee A confest Traytor O thou most perfidious That ever gently look'd the voydes of honor That ev'r bore gentle Token falsest Cosen That ever blood made kin call'st thou her thine I 'll prove it in my Shackles with these hands Void of appointment that thou ly'st and art A very theef in love a Chaffy Lord Nor worth the name of villain had I a Sword And these house cloggs away Arc. Dear Cosin Palamon Pal. Cosoner Arcite give me
Pal. No no we 'll use no horses I perceive You would fain be at that Fight Arc. I 'm indifferent Pal. Faith so am I Good Cosen thrust the buckle Through far enough Arc. I warrant you Pal. My Cask now Arc. Will you fight bare-arm'd Pal. We shall be the nimbler Arc. But use your Gantlets though those are o' th' least Prethee take mine good Cosen Pal. Thank you Arcite How doe I look am I falen much away Arc. Faith very little Love has us'd you kindly Pal. I 'll warrant thee I 'll strike home Arc. Doe and spare not I 'll give you cause sweet Cosen Pal. Now to you Sir Me thinks this Armor's very like that Arcite Thou wor'st that day the 3. Kings fell but lighter Arc. That was a very good one and that day I well remember you out-did me Cosen I never saw such valour When you charg'd Upon the left wing of the Enemie I spur'd hard to come up and under me I had a right good horse Pal. You had indeed A bright Bay I remember Arc. Yes but all Was vainly labour'd in me you out-went me Nor could my wishes reach you Yet a little I did by imitation Pal. More by virtue Yor are modest Cosen Arc. When I saw you charge first Me thought I heard a dreadfull clap of Thunder Break from the Troop Pal But still before that flew The lightning of your valour Stay a little Is not this peece too streight Arc. No no 't is well Pal. I would have nothing hurt thee but my Sword A bruise would be dishonor Arc. Now I 'm perfect Pal. Stand off then Arc. Take my Sword I hold it better Pal. I thank ye No keep it your life lyes on it Here 's one if it but hold I aske no more For all my hopes My Cause and honor guard me They bow severall wayes then advance and stand Arc. And me my love Is there ought else to say Pal. This only and no more Thou art mine Aunts Son And that blood we desire to shed is mutuall In me thine and in thee mine My Sword Is in my hand and if thou killst me The gods and I forgive thee If there be A place prepar'd for those that sleep in honor I wish his wearie soul that falls may win it Fight bravely Cosen give me thy noble hand Arc. Here Palamon This hand shall never more Come near thee with such friendship Pal. I commend thee Arc. If I fall curse me and say I was a coward For none but such dare die in these just Tryalls Once more farewell my Cosen Pal. Farewell Arcite Fight Horns within they stand Arc. Loe Cosen loe our Folly has undone us Pal. Why Arc. This is the Duke a hunting as I told you If we be found we 're wretched O retire For honors sake and safely presently Into your Bush agen Sir we shall find Too many hours to dye in gentle Cosen If you be seen you perish instantly For breaking prison and I if you reveal me For my contempt Then all the world will scorn us And say we had a noble difference But base disposers of it Pal. No no Cosen I will no more be hidden nor put off This great adventure to a second Tryall I know your cunning and I know your cause He that faints now shame take him put thy self Upon thy present guard Arc. You are not mad Pal. Or I will make th' advantage of this hour Mine own and what to come shall threaten me I fear less then my fortune Know weak Cosen I love Emilia and in that I 'll bury Thee and all crosses else Arc. Then come what can come Thou shalt know Palamon I dare as well Die as discourse or sleep Only this fears me The law will have the honor of our ends Have at thy life Pal. Look to thine own well Arcite Fight again Horns Enter Theseus Hippolita Emilia Perithous and train Theseus What ignorant and mad malicious Traitors Are you That ' gainst the tenor of my Laws Are making Battail thus like Knights appointed Without my leave and Officers of Armes By Castor both shall dye Pal. Hold thy word Theseus We are certainly both Traitors both despisers Of thee and of thy goodness I 'm Palamon That cannot love thee he that broke thy Prison Think well what that deserves And this is Arcite A bolder Traytor never trod thy ground A Falter never seem'd friend This is the man Was beg'd and banish'd this is he contemnes thee And what thou dar'st doe and in this disguise Against this own Edict follows thy Sister That fortunate bright Star the fair Emilia Whose servant iâ— there be a right in seeing And first bequeathing of the soul to justly I 'm and which is more dares think her his This treacherie like a most trusty Lover I call'd him now to answer If thou be'st As thou art spoken great and virtuous The true descider of all injuries Say Fight again and thou shalt see me Theseus Doe such a Justice thou thy self wilt envie Then take my life I 'll wooe thee to 't Per. O Heaven What more than man is this Thes I have sworn Arc. We seek not Thy breath of mercy Theseus 'T is to me A thing as soon to dye as thee to say it And no more mov'd where this man calls me Traitor Let me say thus much If in love be Treason In service of so excellent a Beautie As I love most and in that faith will perish As I have brought my life here to confirme it As I have serv'd her truest worthiest As I dare kill this Cosen that denies it So let me be most Traitor and ye please me For scorning thy Edict Duke aske that Lady Why she is fair and why her eyes command me Stay here to love her And if she say Traytor I 'm a villain fit to lye unburied Pal. Thou shalt have pity of us both O Theseus If unto neither thou shew mercy stop As thou art just thy noble ear against us As thou art valiant For thy Cosens soul Whose 12. strong labors crown his memory Let 's die together at one instant Duke Only a little let him fall before me That I may tell my Soul he shall not have her Thes I grant your wish for to say true your Cosen Has ten times more offended for I gave him More mercy than you found Sir your offences Being no more than his None here speak for 'em For ere the Sun set both shall sleep for ever Hippol. Alas the pity now or never Sister Speak not to be denied That face of yours Will bear the curses else of after ages For these lost Cosens Emil. In my face dear Sister I find no anger to 'em Nor no ruin The misad venture of their own eyes kill 'em Yet that I will be woman and have pitty My knees shall grow to 'th ground but I 'll get mercie Help me dear Sister in a deed so virtuous The powers of all women will
be with us Most royall Brother Hippol. Sir by our tye of Marriage Emil. By your own spotless honor Hip. By that faith That fair hand and that honest heart you gave me Emil. By that you would have pitty in another By your own virtues infinite Hip. By valor By all the chast nights I have ever pleas'd you Thes These are strange Conjurings Per. Nay then I 'll in too By all our friendship Sir by all our dangers By all you love most wars And this sweet Lady Emil. By that you would have trembled to deny A blushing Maid Hip. By your own eyes By strength In which you swore I went beyond all women Almost all men and yet I yielded Theseus Per. To crown all this By your most noble soul Which cannot want due mercie I beg first Hip. Next hear my prayers Emil. Last let me intreat Sir Per. For mercy Hip. Mercy Emil. Mercy on these Princes Thes Ye make my faith reel Say I felt Compassion to 'em both how would you place it Emil. Upon their lives But with their banishments Thes You are a right woman Sister You have pitty But want the understanding where to use it If you desire their lives invent a way Safer than banishment Can these two live And have the agony of love about 'em And not kill one another Every day They 'ld fight about you Hourly bring your honor In publique question with their Swords Be wise then And here forget 'em It concerns your credit And my o' th equally I have said they die Better they fall by th' Law than one another Bow not my honor Emil. O my noble Brother That o' th was rashly made and in your anger Your reason will not hold it if such vows Stand for express will all the world must perish Beside I have another oath gainst yours Of more authority I 'm sure more love Not made in passion neither but good heed Thes What is it Sister Per. Urge it home brave Lady Emil. That you would never deny me any thing Fit for my modest suit and your free granting I tye you to your word now if ye fall in 't Think how you maim your honor For now I 'm set a begging Sir I 'm deaf To all but your compassion how_their lives Might breed the ruin of my name Opinion Shall any thing that loves me perish for me That were a cruell wisdom doe men proyn The straight young Bows that blush with thousand Blossoms Because they may be rotten O Duke Theseus The goodly Mothers that have groan'd for these And all the longing Maids that ever lov'd If your vow stand shall curse me and my Beauty And in their funerall songs for these two Cosens Despise my crueltie and cry woe worth me Till I 'm nothing but the scorn of women For Heavens sake save their lives and banish ' em Thes On what conditions Emil. Swear'em never more To make me their Contention or to know me To tread upon the Dukedome and to be Where ever they shall travel ever strangers to one another Pal. I 'll be cut a peeces Before I take this oath forget I love her O all ye gods dispise me then Thy Banishment I not mislike so we may fairly carry Our Swords and cause along Else never trifle But take our lives Duke I must love and will And for that love must and dare kill this Cosen On any peece the earth has Thes Will you Arcite Take these conditions Pal. He 's a villain then Per. These are men Arcite No never Duke 'T is worse to me than begging To take my life so basely though I think I never shall enjoy her yet I 'll preserve The honor of affection and dye for her Make death a Devill Thes What may be done For now I feel compassion Per. Let it not fall again Sir Thes Say Emilia If one of them were dead as one must are you Content to take th' other to your husband They cannot both enjoy you They are Princes As goodly as your own eyes and as noble As ever same yet spoke of Look upon 'em And if you can love end this difference I give consent are you content too Princes Both. With all our souls Thes He that she refuses Must dye then Both. Any death thou canst invent Duke Pal. If I fall from that mouth I fall with favor And Lovers yet unborn shall bless my ashes Arc. If she refuse me yet my grave will wed me And Soldiers sing my Epitaph Thes Make choice then Emil. I cannot Sir they are both too excellent For me a hayr shall never fall of these men Hip. What will become of ' em Thes Thus I ordain it And by mine honor once again it stands Or both shall dye You shall both to your Countrey And each within this month accompanied With three fair Knights appear again in this place In which I 'll plant a Pyramid And whether Before us that are here can force his Cosen By fair and knightly strength to touch the Pillar He shall enjoy her The other loose his head And all his friends Nor shall he grudge to fall Nor think he dies with interest in this Lady Will this content ye Pal. Yes Here Cosen Arcite I'm friends again till that hour Arc. I embrace ye Thes Are you content Sister Emil. Yes I must Sir Ecel both miscarry Thes Come shake hands again then And take heed as you are Gentlemen this Quarrell Sleep till the hour perfixt and hold your course Pal. We dare not fail thee Theseus Toes Come I 'll give ye Now usage like to Princes and to Friends When ye return who wins I 'll settle here Who loses yet I 'll weep upon his Beer Exeunt Actus Quartus Scaena Prima Enter Jailor and his freind Jail HEar you no more was nothing said of me Concerning the escape of Palamon Good Sir remember 1 Fr. Nothing that I heard For I came home before the business Was fully ended yet I might perceive E'r I departed a great likelyhood Of both their pardons for Hippolita And fair-ey'd Emilia upon their knees Begg'd with such handsome pitty that the Duke Methought stood staggering whether he should follow His rash oath or the sweet compassion Of those two Ladies and to second them That truly noble Prince Perithous Half his own heart set in too that I hope All shall be well neither heard I one question Of your name or his scape Enter 2 Friends Jail Pray Heaven it hold so 2 Fr. Be of good comfort man I bring you news Good news Jail They are welcome 2 Fr. Palamon has clear'd you And got your pardon and discover'd How and by whose means he scap'd which was your Daughter's Whose pardon is procured too and the prisoner Not to be held ungrateful to her goodness Has given a sum of money to her Marriage A large one I 'll assure you Jail Ye are a good man And ever bring good news 1 Fr. How was it ended 2 Fr. Why
River runs his head Into forgotten ways again I ransome And his fair course turn right this day Thierry The Son of France whose manly powers like prisoners Have been tied up and fetter'd by one death Give life to thousand ages this day beauty The envy of the world Pleasure the glory Content above the world desire beyond it Are made mine own and useful Mart. Happy Woman That dies to do these things Thier. But ten times happier That lives to do the greater oh Martel The gods have heard me now and those that scorn'd me Mothers of many children and blest fathers That see their issues like the Stars un-number'd Their comfort more than them shall in my praises Now teach their Infants songs and tell their ages From such a Son of mine or such a Queen That chaste Ordella brings me blessed marriage The chain that links two Holy Loves together And in the marriage more than blest Ordella That comes so near the Sacrament it self The Priests doubt whether purer Mart. Sir y' are lost Thier. I prethee let me be so Mart. The day â—ears And those that have been offering early prayers Are now retiring homeward Thier. Stand and mark then Mart. Is it the first must suffer Thier. The first Woman Mart. What hand shall do it Sir Thier. This hand Martell For who less dare presume to give the gods An incense of this offering Mart. Would I were she For such away to die and such a blessing Can never crown my parting Enter two men passing over Thier. What are those Mart. Men men Sir men Thier. The plagues of men light on 'em They cross my hopes like Hares who 's that Enter a Priest Mart. A Priest Sir Thier. Would he were gelt Mart. May not these rascals serve Sir Well hang'd and quarter'd Thier. Nov Mart. Here comes a woman Enter Ordella veil'd Thier. Stand and behold her then Mart. I think a fair one Thier. Move not whilst I prepare her may her peace Like his whose innocence the gods are pleas'd with And offering at their Altars gives his soul Far purer than those fires pull heaven upon her You holy powers no humane spot dwell in her No love of any thing but you and goodness Tie her to earth fear be a stranger to her And all weak blouds affections but thy hope Let her bequeath to Women hear me heaven Give her a spirit masculine and noble Fit for your selves to ask and me to offer Oh let her meet my blow doat on her death And as a wanton Vine bows to the pruner That by his cutting off more may increase So let her fall to raise me fruit hail woman The happiest and the best if the dull Will Do not abuse thy fortune France e'er found yet Ordel. Sh 'is more than dull Sir less and worse than Woman That may inherit such an infinite As you propound a greatness so near goodness And brings a Will to rob her Thier. Tell me this then Was there e'er woman yet or may be found That for fair Fame unspotted memory For virtues sake and only for it self sake Has or dare make a story Ordel. Many dead Sir Living I thing as many Thier. Say the kingdom May from a womans Will receive a blessing The King and kingdom not a private safety A general blessing Lady Ordel. A general curse Light on her heart denies it Thier. Full of honor And such examples as the former ages Were but dim shadows of and empty figures Ordel. You strangely stir me Sir and were my weakness In any other flesh but modest womans You should not ask more questions may I do it Thier. You may and which is more you must Ordel. I joy in 't Above a moderate gladness Sir you promise It shall be honest Thier. As ever time discover'd Ordel. Let it be what it may then what it dare I have a mind will hazard it Thier. But hark ye What may that woman merit makes this blessing Ordel. Only her duty Sir Thier. 'T is terrible Ordel. 'T is so much the more noble Thier. 'T is full of fearful shadows Ordel. So is sleep Sir Or any thing that 's meerly ours and mortal We were begotten gods else but those fears Feeling but once the fires of nobler thoughts Flie like the shapes of clouds we form to nothing Thier. Suppose it death Ordel. I do Thier. And endless parting With all we can call ours with all our sweetness With youth strength pleasure people time nay reason For in the silent grave no conversation No joyful tread of friends no voice of Lovers No careful Fathers counsel nothing's hâ—â—d Nor nothing is but all oblivion Dust and an endless darkness and dare you woman Desire this place Ordeel 'T is of all sleeps the sweetest Children begin it to us strong men seek it And Kings from heighth of all their painted glories Fall like spent exhalations to this centre And those are fools that fear it or imagine A few unhandsome pleasures or lifes profits Can recompence this place and mad that staies it Till age blow out their lights or rotten humors Bring them dispers'd to th' earth Thier. Then you can suffer Ordel. As willingly as say it Thier. Martell a wonder Here 's a woman that dares die yet tell me Are you a Wife Ordel. I am Sir Thier. And have children She sighs and weeps Ordel. Oh none Sir Thier. Dare you venture For a poor barren praise you ne'er shall hear To part with these sweet hopes Ordel. With all but Heaven And yet die full of children he that reads me When I am ashes is my Son in wishes And those chaste dames that keep my memory Singing my yearly requiems are my Daughters Thier. Then there is nothing wanting but my knowledg And what I must doe Lady Ordel. You are the King Sir And what you do I 'll suffer and that blessing That you desire the gods showr on the Kingdom Thier. Thus much before I strike then for I must kill you The gods have will'd it so they 're made the blessing Must make France young again and me a man Keep up your strength still nobly Ordel. Fear me not Thier. And meet death like a measure Ordel. I am stedfast Thier. Thou shalt be sainted woman and thy Tomb Cut out in Chrystal pure and good as thou art And on it shall be graven every age Succeeding Peers of France that rise by thy fall Tell thou liest there like old and fruitful nature Darest thou behold thy happiness Ordel. I dare Sir Thier. Ha Puls off her veil le ts fall his sword Mar. Oh Sir you must not doe it Thier. No I dare not There is an Angel keeps that Paradice A fiery Angel friend oh virtue virtue Ever and endless virtue Ordel. Strike Sir strike And if in my poor death fair France may merit Give me a thousand blows be killing me A thousand days Thier. First let the earth be barren And man no more remembred rise Ordella The nearest to
for me To crop the flower of thy Virginity Exit Lazarello Count. This day I am for fools I am all theirs Though like to our young wanton cocker'd heirs Who do affect those men above the rest In whose base company they still are best I do not with much labour strive to be The wisest ever in the company But for a fool our wisdom oft amends As enemies do teach us more than friends Exit Count. Actus Secundus Scaena Prima Enter Gondarino and his servants Serv. MY Lord Gond. Ha! Serv. Here 's one hath brought you a present Gond. From whom from a woman if it be from a woman bid him carrie it back and tell her she 's a whore what is it Serv. A Fish head my Lord. Gond. What Fish head Serv. I did not aske that my Lord. Gond. Whence comes it Ser. From the Court. Gond. O 't is a Cods-head Serv. No my Lord 't is some strange head it comes from the Duke Gond. Let it be carried to my Mercer I doe owe him money for silks stop his mouth with that Exit Serv. Was there ever any man that hated his wife after death but I and for her sake all women women that were created only for the preservation of little dogs Enter Servant Serv. My Lord the Count's sister being overtaken in the streets with a great hail-storm is light at your gate and desires Rome till the storm be overpast Gond. Is she a woman Serv. I my Lord I think so Gond. I have none for her then bid her get her gone tell her she is not welcome Serv. My Lord she is now comming up Gond. She shall not come up tell her any thing tell her I have but one great room in my house and I am now in it at the close stool Serv. She 's here my Lord. Gond. O impudence of women I can keep dogs out of my house or I can defend my house against theeves but I cannot keep out women Enter Oriana a waiting woman and a Page Now Madam what hath your Ladyship to say to me Oria. My Lord I was bold to crave the help of your house against the storm Gond Your Ladyships boldness in coming will be impudence in staying for you are most unwelcome Oriana Oh my Lord Gond. Doe you laugh by the hate I bear to you 't is true Orian. Y' are merry my Lord. Gond. Let me laugh to death if I be or can be whilst thou art here or livest or any of thy sex Oriana I commend your Lordship Gond Doe you commend me why doe you commend â—e I give you no such cause thou art a silthy impudent whore a woman a very woman Oria. Ha ha ha Gond. Begot when thy father was drunk Orian. Your Lordship hath a good wit Gond. How what have I a good wit Orian. Come my Lord I have heard before of your Lordâ—hip merry vain in jesting against our Sex which I being â—esirous to hear made me rather choose your Lordships â—ouse than any other but I know I am welcome Gond. Let me not live if you be me thinks it doth not â—ecome you to come to my house being a stranger to you I have no woman in my house to entertain you nor to shew you your chamber why should you come to me I have no Galleries nor banqueting houses nor bawdy pictures to shew your Ladyship Orian. Believe me this your Lordships plainess makes me think my self more welcome than if you had sworn by all the pretty Court oaths that are I had been welcomer than your soul to your body Gond. Now she 's in talking treason will get her out I durst sooner undertake to talk an Intelligencer out of the room and speak more than he durst hear than talk a woman out of my company Enter a Servant Serv. My Lord the Duke being in the streets and the storm continuing is entred your gate and now coming up Gond. The Duke now I know your Errand Madam you have plots and private meetings in hand why doe you choose my house are you asham'd to goe to 't in the old coupling place though it be less suspicious here for no Christian will suspect a woman to be in my house yet you may do it cleanlyer there for there is a care had of those businesses and wheresoever you remove your great maintainer and you shall have your lodgings directly opposite it is but putting on your night-gown and your shippers Madam you understand me Orian. Before I would not understand him but now he speaks riddles to me indeed Enter the Duke Arrigo and Lucio Duke 'T was a strange hail-storm Lucio 'T was exceeding strange Gond. Good morrow to your grace Duke Good morrow Gonderino Gond. Justice great Prince Duke Why should you beg for justice I never did you wrong What 's the offendor Gond. A woman Duke I know your ancient quarrell against that Sex but what hainous crime hath she committed Gond. She hath gone abroad Duke What it cannot be Gond. She hath done it Duke How I never heard of any woman that did so before Gond. If she have not laid by that modesty That should attend a Virgin and quite void Of shame hath left the house where she was born As they should never doe let me endure The pains that she should suffer Duke Hath she so Which is the woman Gond. This this Duke How Arrigo Lucio Gond. I then it is a plot no Prince alive Shall force me make my house a Brothell house Not for the sins but for the womans sake I will not have her in my doors so long Will they make my house as bawdy as their own are Duke Is it not Oriana Lucio ' Tis. Duke Sister to Count Valero Arri. The very same Duke She that I love Lucio She that you love Duke I do suspect Lucio So doe I. Duke This fellow to be but a counterfeit One that doth seem to loath all woman-kind To hate himself because he hath some part Of woman in him seems not to endure To see or to be seen of any woman Only because he knows it is their nature To wish to tast that which is most forbidden And with this shew he may the better compass And with far less suspition his base ends Lucio Upon my life 't is so Duke And I doe know Before his slain wife gave him that offence He was the greatest servant to that Sex That ever was what doth this Lady here With him alone why should he rail at her to me Lucio Because your grace might not suspect Duke 'T was so I doe love her strangely I would fain know the truth counsell me They three whisper Enter Count Lazarello and his boy Count. It falls out better than we could expect Sir that we should find the Duke and my Lord Gondarino together both which you desire to be acquainted with Laz. 'T was very happy Boy goe down into the kitchen and see if you can spy that same I am now in
some hope I have me thinks a kind of fever upon me Exit Boy A certain gloominess within me doubting as it were betwixt two passions there is no young maid upon her wedding night when her husband sets first foot in the bed blushes and looks pale again oftner than I doe now There is no Poet acquainted with more shakings and quakings towards the latter end of this new play when he 's in that case that he stands peeping betwixt Curtains so fearfully that a Bottle of Ale cannot be opened but he thinks some body hisses than I am at this instant Count. Are they in consultation If they be either my young Duke hath gotten some Bastard and is persuading my Knight yonder to father the child and marry the wench or else some Cock-pit is to be built Laz. My Lord what Nobleman's that Count. His name is Lucio 't is he that was made a Lord at the request of some of his friends for his wives sake he affects to be a great States-man and thinks it consists in night-caps and jewells and tooth-picks Laz. And what 's that other Count. A Knight Sir that pleaseth the Duke to favour and to raise to some extraordinary fortunes he can make as good men as himself every day in the week and doth Laz For what was he raised Count. Truely Sir I am not able to say directly for what But for wearing of red breeches as I take it he 's a brave man he will spend three Knighthoods at a Supper without Trumpets Laza. My Lord I 'll talk with him for I have a friend that would gladly receive the humor Count. If he have the itch of Knighthood upon him let him repair to that Physitian he 'll cure him but I will give you a note is your friend fat or lean Laz Something fat Count. 'T will be the worse for him Laza. I hope that 's not material Count. Very much for there is an impost set upon Knighthoods your friend shall pay a Noble in the pound Duke I doe not like examinations We shall find out the truth more easily Some other way less noted and that course Should not be us'd till we be sure to prove Some thing directly for when they perceive Themselves suspected they will then provide More warily to answer Luc. Doth she know your Grace doth love her Duke She hath never heard it Luc. Then thus my Lord. They whisper again Laz. What 's he that walks alone so sadly with his hands behind him Count. The Lord of the house he that you desire to be acquainted with he doth hate women for the same cause that I love them Laz. What 's that Count. For that which Apes want you perceive me Sir Laz. And is he sad Can he be sad that hath so rich a gem under his roof as that which I doe follow What young Lady 's that Count. Which Have I mine eye-sight perfect 't is my sister did I say the Duke had a Bastard What should she make here with him and his Councell She hath no papers in her hand to petition to them she hath never a husband in prison whose release she might sue for That 's a fine trick for a wench to get her husband clapt up that she may more freely and with less suspition visit the private studies of men in authority Now I doe discover their consultation you fellow is a Pander without all salvation But let me not condemn her too rashly without weighing the matter she 's a young Lady she went forth early this morning with a waiting woman and a Page or so This is no garden house in my conscience she went forth with no dishonest intent for she did not pretend going to any Sermon in the further end of the City Neither went she to see any odd old Gentlewoman that mourns for the death of her husband or the loss of her friend and must have young Ladys come to comfort her those are the damnable Bawds 'T was no set meeting certainly for there was no wafer-wafer-woman with her these three days on my knowledge I 'll talk with her Good morrow my Lord. Gond. Y' are welcome Sir here 's her brother come now to doe a kind office for his sister is it not strange Count. I am glad to meet you here sister Orian. I thank you good brother and if you doubt of the cause of my coming I can satisfie you Count. No faith I dare trust thee I doe suspect thou art honest for it is so rare a thing to be honest amongst you that some one man in an age may perhaps suspect some two women to be honest but never believe it verily Luci. Let your return be suddain Arri. Unsuspected by them Duke It shall so shall I best perceive their Love if there be any Farewell Count. Let me entreat your grace to stay a little To know a gentleman to whom your self Is much beholding he hath made the sport For your whole Court these eight years on my knowledge Duke His name Count. Lazarello Duke I heard of him this morning which is he Count. Lazarello pluck up thy spirits thy Fortune is now raising the Duke calls for thee and thou shalt be acquainted with him Laz. He 's going away and I must of necessity stay here upon business Count. 'T is all one thou shalt know him first Laz. Stay a little if he should offer to take me away with him and by that means I should loose that I seek for but if he should I will not goe with him Count. Lazarello the Duke stayes wilt thou lose this opportunity Laz. How must I speak to him Count. 'T was well thought of you must not talk to him as you doe to an ordinary man honest plain sence but you must wind about him for example if he should aske you what a clock it is you must not say If it please your grace 't is nine but thus thrice three a clock so please my Sovereign or thus Look how many Muses there doth dwell Upon the sweet banks of the learned Well And just so many stroaks the clock hath struck And so forth And you must now and then enter into a description Laz. I hope I shall doe it Count. Come May it please your grace to take note of a Gentleman wel seen deeply read and throughly grounded in the hidden knowledge of all sallets and pot-herbs whatsoever Duke I shall desire to know him more inwardly Laz. I kiss the Oxe-hide of your graces foot Count. Very well will your grace question him a little Duke How old are you Laz. Full eight and twenty several Almanacks Have been compiled all for several years Since first I drew this breath four prentiships Have I most truely served in this world And eight and twenty times hath Phoebus Car Run out his yearly course since Duke I understand you Sir Luci. How like an ignorant Poet he talks Duke You are eight and twenty years old what time of the day doe you
hold it to be Laz. About the time that mortals whet their knives On thresholds on their shooe sols and on stairs New bread is grating and the testy Cook Hath much to doe now now the Tables all Duk. 'T is almost dinner time Laz. Your grace doth apprehend me very rightly Count. Your grace shall find him in your further conference Grave wise courtly and scholar like understandingly read In the necessities of the life of man He knows that man is mortal by his birth He knows that man must dye and therefore live He knows that must live and therefore eat And if it shall please your grace to accompany your self with him I doubt not but that he will at the least make good my commendations Duk. Attend us Lazarello we doe want Men of such Action as we have received you Reported from your honorable friend Laza. Good my Lord stand betwixt me and my overthrow you know I 'm ti'd here and may not depart my gracious Lord so waightie are the businesses of mine own which at this time do call upon me that I will rather chuse to die than to neglect them Count. Nay you shall perceive besides the virtues that I have alreadie inform'd you of he hath a stomach which will stoop to no Prince alive Duk. Sir at your best leisure I shall thirst to see you Laza. And I shall hunger for it Duk. Till then farewell all Gon. Count. Long life attend your Grace Duk. I doe not tast this sport Arrigo Lucio Arrigo. Luci. We doe attend Exeunt Duke Arrigo Lucio Gond. His grace is gone and hath left his Hellen with me I 'm no pander for him neither can I be won with the hope of gain or the itching desire of tasting my Lords lecherie to him to keep her at my house or bring her in disguise to his bed Chamber The twyns of Adders and of Scorpions About my naked brest will seem to me More tickling than those claspes which men adore The lustfull dull ill spirited embraces Of women The much praysed Amazones Knowing their own infirmities so well Made of themselves a people and what men They take amongst them they condemne to die Perceiving that their folly made them fit To live no longer that would willingly Come in the worthless presence of a woman I will attend and see what my young Lord will doe with his sister Enter Lazarilloes Boy Boy My Lord The fish head is gone again Count. Wither Boy I know whither my Lord. Count. Keep it from Lazarillo Sister shall I confer with you in private to know the cause of the Dukes coming hither I know he makes you acquainted with his business of State Oria. I 'll satisfie you brother for I see you are jealous of me Gond. Now there shall be some course taken for her conveiance Laza. Lazarillo thou art happy thy carriage hath begot love and that love hath brought forth fruits thou art here in the company of a man honorable that will help thee to tast of the bounties of the Sea and when thou hast so done thou shalt retire thy self unto the court and there tast of the delicates of the earth and be great in the eyes of thy Sovereign now no more shalt thou need to scramble for thy meat nor remove thy stomach with the Court But thy credit shall command thy hearts desire and all novelties shall be sent as pâ—esents unto thee Count. Good Sister when you see your own time wil you return home Oria. Yes brother and not before Laza. I will grow popuâ—ar in this State and overthrow the fortunes of a number that live by extortion Count. Lazâ—rello bestirr thy self nimbly and sodainly and hear me with patience to â—ear Laza. Let me not fall from my self Speak I 'm bound Count. So art thou to revenge when thou shalt hear the fish head is gone and we know not whither Laza. I will not curse nor swear nor rage nor rail Nor with contemptuous tongue accuse my Fate Though I might justly doe it nor will I Wish my self uncreated for this evil Shall I entreat your Lordship to be seen A little longer in the company Of a man cross'd by Fortune Count. I hate to leave my friend in his extremities Laza. 'T is noble in you then I take your hand And doe protest I doe not follow this For any malice or for private ends But with a love as gentle and as chast As that a brother to his sister bears And if I see this fish head yet unknown The last words that my dying father spake Before his eye strings brake shall not of me So often be remembred as our meeting Fortune attend me as my ends are just Full of pure love and free from servile lust Count. Farwell my Lord I was entreated to invite your Lordship to a Lady's upsiting Gond. O my ears why Madam will not you follow your brother you are waited for by great men hee l bring you to him Oria. I 'm very well my Lord you doe mistake me if you think I affect greater company than your self Gond. What madness possesseth thee that thou canst imagine me a sit man to entertain Lady's I tell thee I doe use to tear their hair to kick them and twindge their noses if they be not carefull in avoiding me Oria. Your Lordship may discant upon your own behavior as please you but I protest so sweet and courtly it appeares in my eye that I mean not to leave you yet Crnd. I shall grow rough Oria. A rough carriage is best in a man I 'll dine with you my Lord. Gond. Why I will starve thee thou shalt have nothing Oria. I have heard of your Lordships nothing I 'll put that to the venture Gond. Well thou shalt have meat I 'll send it to thee Oria. I 'll keep no state my Lord neither doe I mourn I 'll dine with you Gond. Is such a think as this allowed to live What power hath let the loose upon the earth To plague us for our Sins Out of my doors Oria. I would your Lordship did but see how well This fury doth become you it doth shew So neer the life as it were natural Gond. O thou damn'd woman I will flie the vengeance That hangs above thee follow if thou dar'st Exit Gondarino Oria. I must not leave this fellow I will torment him to madness To teach his passions against kind to move The more he hates the more I 'll seem to love Exeunt Oriana and Maid Enter Pandar and Mercer a citizen Pand. Sir what may be done by art shall be done I wear nor this black cloak for nothing Mer. Perform this help me to this great heir by learning and you shall want no black cloaks taffaties silkgrograns sattins and velvets are mine they shall be yours perform what you have promis'd and you shall make me a lover of Sciences I will study the learned languages and keep my shop-book in Latine Pand. Trouble me not
up let but mine eye discourse Or let my voyce set to some pleasing cord found out The sullen strains of my neglected love Gond. Sing till thou crack thy treble-string in peeces And when thou hast done put up thy pipes and walk Doe any thing sit still and tempt me not Oria. I had rather sing at doors for bread than sing to this fellow but for hate if this should be told in the Court that I begin to woe Lords what a troop of the untrust nobilitie should I have at my lodging to morrow morning SONG Come sleep and with the sweet deceiving Look me in delight a while Let some pleasing Dreams beguile All my fancies That from thence I may feel an influence All my powers of care bereaving Though but a shadow but a sliding Let me know some little Ioy We that suffer long anoy Are contented with a thought Through an idle fancie wrought O let my joyes have some abiding Gond. Have you done your wassayl 't is a handsome drowsie dittie I 'll assure ye now I had as leave hear a Cat cry when her tail is cut off as hear these lamentations these lowsie love-layes these bewailements you think you have caught me Lady you think I melt now like a dish of May butter and run all into brine and passion yes yes I 'm taken look how I cross my arms look pale and dwyndle and wo'd cry but for spoyling my face we must part nay we 'll avoyd all Ceremony no kissing Lady I desire to know your Ladiship no more death of my soul the Duke Oria. God keep your Lordship Gond From thee and all thy sex Oria. I 'll be the Clark and crie Amen Your Lordships ever assured enemie Oriana Exit Oriana Manet Gondarino Actus Tertius Scaena Secunda Enter Duke Arrigo Lucio Gond. ALL the days good attend your Lordship Duk. We thank you Gondarino is it possible Can belief lay hold on such a miracle To see thee one that hath cloyst'red up all passion Turn'd wilfull votary and forsworn converse with women in company and fair discourse with the best beauty of Millain Gon. 'T is true and if your Grace that hath the sway Of the whole State will suffer this lude sex These women to pursue us to our homes Not to be prayd not to be rail'd away But they will woe and dance and sing And in a manner looser than they are By nature which should seem impossible To throw their armes on our unwilling necks Duk. No more I can see through your vislore dissemble it no more Doe not I know thou hast us'd all Art To work upon the poor simplicitie Of this yong Maid that yet hath known none ill Thinkest that damnation will fright those that woâ—e From oaths and lies But yet I think her chast And will from thee before thou shalt apply Stronger temptations bear her hence with me Gond. My Lord I speak not this to gain new grace But howsoever you esteeme my words My love and dutie will not suffer me To see you favour such a prostitute And I stand by dumb Without Rack Torture Or Strappado I unrip my self I doe confess I was in company with that pleasing peece of frailtie that we call woman I doe confess after along and tedious seige I yielded Duke Forward Gond. Faith my Lord to come quickly to the point the woman you saw with me is a whore An arrant whore Duke Was she not Count Valores Sister Gond. Yes that Count Valores Sister is naught Duk. Thou dar'st not say so Gond. Not if it be distasting to your Lordship but give me freedome and I dare maintain she ha's imbrac'd this body and grown to it as close as the hot youthfull vine to the elme Duk. Twice have I seen her with thee twice my thoughts were prompted by mine eye to hold thy strictness false and imposterous Is this your mewing up your strict retirement your bitterness and gaul against that sex Have I not heard thee say thou wouldst sooner meet the Basilisks dead doing eye than meet a woman for an object Look it be true you tell me or by our countries Saint your head goes off if thou prove a whore no womans face shall ever move me more Exeunt Manet Gondarino Gond. So so 't is as 't should be are women grown so mankind Must they be wooing I have a plot shall blow her up she flyes she mounts I 'll teach her Ladyship to dare my fury I will be known and fear'd and more truely nated of women than an Eunuch Enter Oriana She 's here again good gaul be patient for I must dissemble Orian. Now my cold frosty Lord my woman-Hater you that have sworn an everlasting hate to all our sex by my troth good Lord and as I 'm yet a maid my thought 't was excellent sport to hear your honor swear out an Alphabet chafe nobly like a Generall kick like a resty Jade and make ill faces Did your good Honor think I was in love where did I first begin to take that heat From those two radiant eyes that piercing sight oh they were lovely if the balls stood right and there 's a leg made out of a dainty staff Where the Gods be thanked there is calf enough Gond. Pardon him Lady that is now a convert Your beauty like a Saint hath wrought this wonder Oriana Alass ha's it been prick'd at the heart is the stomach come down will it rail no more at women and tall 'em Divells she Cats and Goblins Gond. He that shall marry thee had better spend the poor remainder of his days in a dung-barge for two pence a week and find him self Down again Spleen I prethee down again shall I find favour Lady shall at length my true unfeigned penitence get pardon for my harsh unseasoned follies I 'm no more an Atheist no I doe acknowledge that dread powerfull Deity and his all quic'kning heats burn in my breast oh be not as I was hard unrelenting but as I'm be partner of my fires Oria. Sure we have store of Larks the Skies will not hold up long I should have look'd as soon for Frost in the dog days or another Inundation as hop'd this strange conversion above miracle let me look upon your Lordship is your name Gondarino are you Millains Generall that great Bug-bear bloody-bones at whose name all women from the Lady to the Landress shake like a cold fit Gond. Good patience help me this Fever will inrage my blood again Madam I'm that man I 'm even he that once did owe unreconcil'd hate to you and all that bear the name of woman I 'm the man that wrong'd your Honor to the Duke I 'm the man that said you were unchast and prostitute yet I'm he that dare deny all this Orian. Your big Nobility is very merry Gond. Lady 't is true that I have wrong'd you thus And my contrition is as true as that Yet have I found a means to make all
to you for this are great Gent. I will leave your Lordship now Luc. Sir my death must be suddain if I requite you not at the back door good Sir Gent. I will be your Lordships Intelligencer for once Exit Gentleman Enter Secretary Secr. My Lord. Luc. Let 'em in and say I am at my study Enter Lazarello and two Intelligencers Lucio being at his study 1 Int. Where is your Lord Secr. At his study but he will have you brought in Laza. Why Gentlemen what will you charge me withal 2 Int. Treason horrible treason I Hope to have the leading of thee to prison and prick thee on i' th' arse with a Halbert to have him hang'd that salutes thee and call all those in question that spit not upon thee Laz. My thred is spun yet might I but call for this dish of meat at the gallows instead of a Psalm it were to be endur'd the Curtain opens now my end draws on Secretary draws the Curtain Luc. Gentlemen I am not empty of weighty occasions at this time I pray you your business 1 Int. My Lord I think we have discover'd one of the most bloudy Traitors that ever the world held Luc. Signior Lazarillo I am glad ye are one of this discovery give me your hand 2 Int. My Lord that is the Traitor Luc Keep him off I would not for my whole estate have touchd him Laz. My Lord. Luc. Peace Sir I know the devil is at your tongue's end to furnish you with speeches what are the particulars you charge him with They deliver a paper to Lucio who reads Both Int. We conferr'd our Notes and have extracted that which we will justifie upon our oaths Luc. That he would be greater than the Duke that he had cast plots for this and meant to corrupt some to betray him that he would burn the City kill the Duke and poison the Privy Council and lastly kill himself Though thou deserv'st justly to be hang'd with silence yet I allow thee to speak be short Laz. My Lord so may my greatest wish succeed So may I live and compass what I seek As I had never treason in my thoughts Nor ever did conspire the overthrow Of any creatures but of brutish beasts Fowls Fishes and such other humane food As is provided for the good of man If stealing Custards Tarts and Florentines By some late Statute be created Treason How many fellow-Courtiers can I bring Whose long attendance and experience Hath made them deeper in the plot than I Luc. Peace such hath ever been the clemency of my gracious Master the Duke in all his proceedings that I had thought and thought I had thought rightly that malice would long e'r this have hid her self in her Den ahd have turn'd her own sting against her own heart but I well perceive that so froward is the disposition of a deprav'd nature that it doth not only seek revenge where it hath receiv'd injury but many times thirst after their destruction where it hath met with benefits Laz. But my good Lord 2 Int. Let 's gagg him Luc. Peace again but many times thirst after destruction where it hath met with benefits there I left Such and no better are the business that we have now in hand 1 Int. He 's excellently spoken 1 Int. He 'll wind a Traitor I warrant him Luc. But surely methinks setting aside the touch of conscience and all inward convulsions 2 Int. He 'll be hang'd I know by that word Laz. Your Lordship may consider Luc. Hold thy peace thou canst not answer this speech no Traitor can answer it but because you cannot answer this speech I take it you have confess'd the Treason 1 Int. The Count Valore was the first that discover'd him and can witness it but he left the matter to your Lordship's grave consideration Luc. I thank his Lordship carry him away speedily to the Duke Laz. Now Lazarillo thou art tumbl'd down The hill of fortune with a violent arm All plagues that can be Famine and the Sword Will light upon thee black despair will boil In thy despairing breast no comfort by Thy friends far off thy enemies are nigh Luc. Away with him I 'll follow you look you pinion him and take his money from him lest he swallow a shilling and kill himself 2 Int. Get thou on before Exeunt Actus Quintus Scaena Tertia Enter the Duke the Count Gondarino and Arrigo. Duke NOw Gondarino what can you put on now That may deceive us Have ye more strange illusions yet more mists Through which the weak eye may be led to error What can ye say that may do satisfaction Both for her wrong'd honor and your ill Gond. All I can say or may is said already She is unchaste or else I have no knowledge I do not breathe nor have the use of sense Duke Dare ye be yet so wilful ignorant of your own nakedness did not your servants In mine own hearing confess They brought her to that house we found her in Almost by force and with a great distrust Of some ensuing hazard Count. He that hath begun so worthily It fits not with his resolution To leave off thus my Lord I know these are but idle proofs What says your Lordship to them Gond. Count I dare yet pronounce again thy Sister is not honest Count. You are your self my Lord I like your setledness Gond. Count thou art young and unexperienc'd in the dark hidden ways of Women Thou dar'st affirm with confidence a Lady of fifteen may be a Maid Count. Sir if it were not so I have a Sister would set near my heart Gond. Let her sit near her shame it better fits her call back the bloud that made our stream in nearness and turn the Current to a better use 't is too much mudded I do grieve to know it Duke Dar'st thou make up again dar'st thou turn face knowing we know thee hast thou not been discover'd openly did not our ears hear her deny thy courtings did we not see her blush with modest anger to be so overtaken by a trick can ye deny this Lord Gond. Had not your Grace and her kind brother Been within level of her eye You should have had a hotter volley from her More full of bloud and fire ready to leap the window where she stood So truly sensual is her appetite Duke Sir Sir these are but words and tricks give me the proof Count. What need a better proof than your Lordship I am sure ye have lain with her my Lord. Gond. I have confest it Sir Duke I dare not give thee credit without witness Gond. Does your grace think we carry seconds with us to search us and see fair play your Grace hath been ill tutor'd in the business but if you hope to try her truly and satisfy your self what frailty is give her the Test do not remember Count she is your Sister nor let my Lord the Duke believe she is fair but put her to
many a sigh and tears Whilst he pursu'd his wench and hath observ'd The smiles and frowns not daring to displease When at last hath with his service won Her yielding heart that she begins to dote Upon him and can hold no longer out But hangs about his neck and wooes him more Than ever he desir'd her love before Then begins to flatter his desert And growing wanton needs will cast her off Try her pick quarrels to breed fresh delight And to increase his pleasing appetite Jul. Come Mouse will you walk Laz. I pray thee let me be deliver'd of the joy I am so big with I do feel that high heat within me that I begin to doubt whether I be mortal How I contemn my fellows in the Court With whom I did but yesterday converse And in a lower and an humbler key Did walk and meditate on grosser meats There are they still poor rogues shaking their chops And sneaking after Cheeses and do run Headlong in chace of every Jack of Beer That crosseth them in hope of some repast That it will bring them to whilst I am here The happiest wight that ever set his tooth To a dear novelty approach my love Come let 's go to knit the True Loves knot That never can be broken Boy That is to marry a whore Laz. When that is done then will we taste the gift Which Fates have sent my Fortunes up to lift Boy When that is done you 'll begin to repent upon a full stomach but I see 't is but a form in destiny not to be alter'd Exeunt Enter Arrigo and Oriana Oria. Sir what may be the current of your business that thus you single out your time and place Arri. Madam the business now impos'd upon me concerns you nearly I wish some worser man might finish it Ori. Why are ye chang'd so are ye not well Sir Arr. Yes Madam I am well wo'd you were so Oria. Why Sir I feel my self in perfect health Arri. And yet ye cannot live long Madam Oria. Why good Arrigo Arr. Why ye must dye Oria. I know I must but yet my fate calls not upon me Arr. It does this hand the Duke commands shall give you death Oria. Heaven and the powers Divine guard well the innocent Arr. Lady your Prayers may do your soul some good That sure your body cannot merit by 'em You must prepare to die Orian. What 's my offence what have these years committed That may be dangerous to the Duke or State Have I conspir'd by poison have I giv'n up My honor to some loose unsetl'd bloud That may give action to my plots Dear Sir let me not dye ignorant of my faults Arr. Ye shall not Then Lady you must know you 're held unhonest The Duke your Brother and your friends in Court With too much grief condemn ye though to me The fault deserves not to be paid with death Orian. Who 's my accuser Arri. Lord Gondarino Orian. Arrigo take these words and bear them to the Duke It is the last petition I shall ask thee Tell him the child this present hour brought forth To see the world has not a soul more pure more white More Virgin than I have Tell him Lord Gondarino's Plot I suffer for and willingly tell him it had been a greater honor to have sav'd than kill'd but I have done strike I am arm'd for heaven Why stay you is there any hope Arri. I would not strike Orian. Have you the power to save Arri. With hazard of my life if it should be known Orian. You will not venture that Arri. I will Lady there is that means yet to escape your death if you can wisely apprehend Orian. Ye dare not be so kind Arri. I dare and will if you dare but deserve 't Ori. If I should slight my life I were too blame Arri. Then Madam this is the means or else you die I love you Orian. I shall believe it if you save my life Arri. And you must lie with me Orian. I dare not buy my life so Arri. Come ye must resolve say yea or no. Orian. Then no nay look not ruggedly upon me I am made up too strong to fear such looks Come do your Butchers part before I would wish life with the dear loss of honour I dare find means to free my self Arr. Speak will ye yield Orian. Villain I will not Murtherer do thy worst thy base unnoble thoughts dare prompt thee to I am above thee slave Arri. Wilt thou not be drawn to yield by fair perswasions Orian. No nor by Arri. Peace know your doom then your Ladyship must remember you are not now at home where you dare feast all that come about you but you are fallen under my mercy which shall be but small if thou refuse to yield hear what I have sworn unto my self I will enjoy thee though it be between the parting of thy soul and body yield yet and live Orian. I 'll guard the one let Heaven guard the other Arri. Are you so resolute then Duke from above Hold hold I say Orian. What I yet more terror to my tragedy Arri. Lady the Scene of bloud is done ye are now as free from scandal as from death Enter Duke Count and Gondarino Duke Thou Woman which wert born to teach men virtue Fair sweet and modest Maid forgive my thoughts My trespass was my love Seize Gondarino let him wait our dooms Gond. I do begin a little to love this woman I could endure her already twelve miles off Count. Sister I am glad you have brought your honor off so fairly without loss you have done a work above your sex the Duke admires it give him fair encounter Duke Best of all comforts may I take this hand and call it mine Ori. I am your Graces handmaid Duke Would ye had sed my self might it not be so Lady Count. Sister say I I know you can afford it Ori. My Lord I am your subject you may command me provided still your thoughts be fair and good Duke Here I am yours and when I cease to be so Let heaven forget me thus I make it good Ori. My Lord I am no more mine own Count. So this bargain was well driven Gond. Duke thou hast sold away thy self to all perdition thou art this present hour becomming Cuckold methinks I see thy gaul grate through thy veins and jealousie seize thee with her talons I know that womans nose must be cut off she cannot scape it Duke Sir we have punishment for you Orian. I do beseech your Lordship for the wrongs this man hath done me let me pronounce his punishment Duke Lady I give 't to you he is your own Gond. I do beseech your Grace let me be banisht with all the speed that may be Count. Stay still you shall attend her sentence Orian. Lord Gondarino you have wrong'd me highly yet since it sprung from no peculiar hate to me but from a general dislike unto all women you shall
thus suffer for it Arrigo call in some Ladies to assist us will your Grace make your State Gond. My Lord I do beseech your Grace for any punishment saving this woman let me be sent upon discovery of some Island I do desire but a small Gondela with ten Holland Cheeses and I 'll undertake it Oria. Sir ye must be content will ye sit down nay do it willingly Arrigo tie his Arms close to the chair I dare not trust his patience Cond Mayst thou be quickly old and painted mayst thou dote upon some sturdy Yeoman of the Wood-yard and he be honest mayst thou be barr'd the lawful lechery of thy Coach for want of instruments and last be thy womb unopen'd Duke This fellow hath a pretty gaul Count. My Lord I hope to see him purg'd e'r he part Enter Ladies Oria. Your Ladyships are welcome I must desire your helps though you are no Physitians to do a strange cure upon this Gentleman Ladies In what we can assist you Madam ye may command us Gond. Now do I sit like a Conjurer within my circle and these the Devils that are rais'd about me I will pray that they may have no power upon me Oria. Ladies fall off in couples then with a soft still march with low demeanors charge this Gentleman I 'll be your Leader Gond Let me be quarter'd Duke quickly I can endure it these women long for Mans flesh let them have it Duke Count have you ever seen so strange a passion what would this fellow do if he should find himself in bed with a young Lady Count. 'Faith my Lord if he could get a knife sure he wou'd cut her throat or else he wou'd do as Hercules did by Lycas swing out her soul h 'as the true hate of a woman in him Oria. Low with your Cursies Ladies Gond. Come not too near me I have a breath will poison ye my lungs are rotten and my stomach is raw I am given much to belching hold off as you love sweet airs Ladies by your first nights pleasure I conjure you as you wou'd have your Husbands proper men strong backs and little legs as you would have 'em hate your Waiting-women Oria. Sir we must court ye till we have obtain'd some little favour from those gracious eyes 't is but a kiss a piece Gond. I pronounce perdition to ye all ye are a parcel of that damned crew that fell down with Lucifer and here ye staid on earth to plague poor men vanish avaunt I am fortified against your charms heaven grant me breath and patience 1 Lady Shall we not kiss then Gond. No fear my lips with hot irons first or stitch them up like a Ferrets oh that this brunt were over 2 Lady Come come little rogue thou art too maidenly by my troth I think I must box thee till thou be'st bolder the more bold the more welcome I prethee kiss me be not afraid She sits on his knee Gond. If there be any here that yet have so much of the fool left in them as to love their mothers let them on her and loath them too 2. Lady What a slovenly little villain art thou why dost thou not stroke up thy hair I think thou ne'er comb'st it I must have it lie in better order so so so let me see thy hands are they wash'd Gond. I would thy were loose for thy sake Duke She tortures him admirably Count. The best that ever was 2 Lady Alas how cold they are poor golls why dost thee not get thee a Muff Arri. Madam here 's an old Countrey Gentlewoman at the door that came nodding up for justice she was with the Lord Gondarino to day and would now again come to the speech of him she says Oria. Let her in for sports sake let her in Gond. Mercy oh Duke I do appeal to thee plant Canons there and discharge them against my breast rather nay first let this she-fury sit still where she does and with her nimble fingers stroke my hair play with my fingers ends or any thing until my panting heart have broke my breast Duke You must abide her censure The Lady rises from his knee Enter old Gentlewoman Gond. I see her come unbutton me for she will speak Gentlew. Where is he Sir Gond. Save me I hear her Ar. There he is in state to give you audience Gentlew. How does your Lordship Gond. Sick of the spleen Gentlew. How Gond. Sick Gentlew. Will you chew a Nutmeg you shall not refuse it it is very comfortable Gond. Nay now thou art come I know it Is the Devils Jubile Hell is broke loose My Lord if ever I have done you service Or have deserv'd a favour of your Grace Let me be turn'd upon some present action Where I may sooner die than languish thus Your Grace hath her petition grant it her and ease me now at last Duke No Sir you must endure Gentlew. For my petition I hope your Lordship hath remembred me Oria. 'Faith I begin to pity him Arrigo take her off bear her away say her petition is granted Centlew Whither do you draw me Sir I know it is not my Lords pleasure I should be thus used before my business be dispatched Arr. You shall know more of that without Oria. Unbind him Ladies but before he go this he shall promise for the love I bear to our own sex I would have them still hated by thee and injoyn thee as a punishment never hereafter willingly to come in the presence or sight of any woman nor never to seek wrongfully the publick disgrace of any Gond. 'T is that I would have sworn and do when I meditate with them for their good or their bad may Time call back this day again and when I come in their companies may I catch the pox by their breath and have no other pleasure for it Duke Ye are most merciful Oria. My Lord I shew'd my sex the better Gond. All is over-blown Sister y' are like to have a fair night of it and a Prince in your Arms let 's goe my Lord. Duke Thus through the doubtful streams of joy and grief True Love doth wade and finds at last relief Exeunt omnes 〈…〉 NICE VALOUR A Comedy The Persons represented in the Play Duke of Genoua Shamont his Favourite a superstitious lover of reputation A passionate Lord the Duke's distracted kinsman A Soldier brother to Shamont Lapet the cowardly Monsieur of Nice Valour A Gallant of the same Temper Two Mushroom Courtiers Pultrot Mombazon Two Brothers to the Lady affecting the passionate Lord Four Courtiers Jester In a Masque A Priest Six Women Galoshio a Clown such another try'd piece of Man's flesh WOMEN Lady Sister to the Duke Shamont 's beloved Lapet's Wife A Lady personating Cupid Mistriss to the mad Lord. The Scene Genoua The PROLOGUE at the reviving of this Play IT 's grown in fashion of late in these days To come and beg a suffrage to our Plays Faith Gentlemen our Poet
assure you ' less they are given Sham. How fain would I preserve mans form from shame And cannot get it done however Sir I charge thee live not long Lap. This is worse than beating Sham. Of what profession art thou tell me Sir Besides a Tailor for I 'll know the truth Lap. A Tailor I 'm as good a Gentleman Can shew my Arms and all Sham. How black and blew they are Is that your manifestation upon pain Of pounding thee to dust assume not wrongfully The name of Gentleman because I 'm one That must not let thee live Lap. I have done I have done Sir If there be any harm beshrew the Herald I 'm sure I ha' not been so long a Gentleman To make this anger I have nothing no where But what I dearly pay for Exit Sham. Groom begone I never was so heart-sick yet of man Enter Lady the Duke's Sister Lapet's wife 1 Gent. Here comes a cordial Sir from th' other sex Able to make a dying face look chearful Sham. The blessedness of Ladies Lady Y' are well met Sir Sham. The sight of you has put an evil from me Whose breath was able to make virtue sicken Lady I 'm glad I came so fortunately What was 't Sir Sham. A thing that takes a blow lives and eats 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 Farewel Sir Exit Sham. Husband is' t possible that he has a wise Would any creature have him 't is some forc'd match If he were not kick'd to th'Church o' th' wedding day I 'll never come at Court Can be no otherwise Perhaps he was rich speak mistriss Lapet was 't not so Wife 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 wisdom never fastens constantly But upon merit if you incline to fool You are alike unfit for his society Nay if it were not boldness in the man That honors you to advise you troth his company Should not be frequent with you Wife 'T is good counsel Sir Sham. Oh I am so careful where I reverence So just to goodness and her precious purity I 'm as equally jealous and as fearful That any undeserved stain might fall Upon her sanctified whiteness as of the sin That comes by wilfulness Wife Sir I love your thoughts And honor you for your counsel and your care Sham. We are your servants Wife He 's but a Gentleman o' th' chamber he might have kist me Faith where shall one find less courtesie than at Court Say I have an undeserver to my Husband That 's ne'er the worse for him well strange lip'd men 'T is but a kiss lost there 'll more come agen Exit Enter the passionate Lord the Dukes kinsman makes a congie or two to nothing 1 Gent. Look who comes here Sir his love-fit's upon him I know it by that sett smile and those congies How courteous he 's to nothing which indeed Is the next kin to woman only shadow The elder Sister of the twain because 't is seen too See how it kisses the fore-finger still Which is the last edition and being come So near the thumb every Cobler has got it Sham. What a ridiculous piece humanity Here makes it self 1 Gent. Nay good give leave a little Sir Y' are so precise a manhood Sham. It afflicts me When I behold unseemliness in an Image So near the Godhead 't is an injury To glorious Eternity 1 Gent. Pray use patience Sir Pas I do confess it freely precious Lady And loves suit is so the longer it hangs The worse it is better cut off sweet Madam Oh that same drawing in your neather Lip there Fore shews no goodness Lady make you question on 't Shame on me but I love you 1 Gent. Who is' t Sir You are at all this pains for may I know her Pas For thee thou fairest yet the falsest woman That ever broke man's heart-strings 1 Gent. How how 's this Sir Pas What the old trick of Ladies man's apparel Will 't ne'er be left amongst you steal from Court in 't 1 Gent. I see the Fit grows stronger Pas Pray leâ—'â— talk a little Sham. I can endure no more 1 Gent. Good let 's alone a little You are so exaâ—â— a work love light things somewhat Sir Sham. Th'aâ—e 〈◊〉 but shames 1 Gent. What 〈◊〉 yoâ—'d say to me Sir Pas Can you 〈◊〉 â—orgetful to enquire it Lady 1 Gent. Yes truely Sir Pas The more I admire your slintiness What cause have I given you 〈◊〉 Madam To play this strange part with 〈◊〉 1 Gent. Cause enough Do but look back Sir into your memory Your love to other women oh lewd man 'Tas almost kill'd my heart you see I 'm chang'd with it I ha' lost the fashion of my Sex with grief 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 Crack a poor Ladies heart that believ'd love And waited for the comfort but 't was said Sir A Lady of my hair cannot want pittying The Countrey 's coming up farewel to you Sir Pas Whither intend you Sir 1 Gent. A long journey Sir The truth is I 'm with child and goe to travel Pas With child I never got it 1 Gent. I heard you were busie At the same time Sir and was loth to trouble you Pas Why are not you a whore then excellent Madam 1 Gent. Oh by no means 't was done Sir in the state Of my belief in you and that quits me It lies upon your falshood Pas Does it so You shall not carry her though Sir she 's my contract Sham. I prethee thou four Elements ill brued Torment none but thy self away I say Thou beast of passion as the drunkard is The beast of Wine dishonor to thy making Thou man in fragments Pas Hear me precious Madam Sham. Knâ—â—l for thy wits to Heaven Pas Lady I 'll father it Who e'er begot it 't is the course of greatness Sham. How virtue groans at this Pas I 'll raise the Court but I 'll stay your flight Sham. How wretched is that piece Ex. Pas Lord. 1 Gent. He 's the Dukes kinsman Siâ— Sham. That cannot take a passion away Sir Nor cut a Fit but one poor hour shorter He must endure as much as the poorest begger That cannot change his money there 's th' equality In our impartial Essence What 's the news now Enter a Servant Ser. Your worthy brother Sir ' has left his charge And come to see you Enter Shamount 's brother a Soldier Sham. Oh the noblest welcome That ever came from man meet thy deservings Methinks I 've all joyes treasure in mine arms now Sold. You are so fortunate in prevention brother You always
the first Arrow that I have within me And if thou be an equal Archer Cupid Shoot this Lady and twenty more for me La. Me Sir 1 Gent. 'T is nothing but device fear it not Lady You may be as good a Maid after that shaft Madam As e'er your mother was at twelve and a half 'T is like the boy that draws it 'tas no sting yet Cup. 'T is like the miserable Maid that draws it Aside That sees no comfort yet seeing him so passionate Pas Strike me the Duchess 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 self Sold. I am better quieted Pas I 'll have all women-kind struck in time for me After thirteen once I see this Cupid will not let me want And let him spend his forty shafts an hour They shall be all found from the Dukes Exchequer He 's come already Enter again the same Cupid two Brothers six Women Maskers Cupid's Bow bent all the way towards them the first woman singing and playing a Priest SONG OH turn thy bow Thy power we feel and know Fair Cupid turn away thy Bow They be those golden Arrows Bring Ladies all their sorrows 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 struck bleeding new A man can in his life time make but one woman But he may make his fifty Queans 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 faithfulness 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 chearful wench A dance Cupid leading Pas Now by the stroke of pleasure a deep oath Nimbly hopt Ladies all what height they bear too A story higher than your common statures A little man must go up stairs to kiss 'em What a great space there is Betwixt Loves Dining Chamber and his Garret I 'll try the utmost height the Garret stoops methinks The rooms are made all bending I see that And not so high as a man takes 'em for Cu. Now if you 'll 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 fear of following if they be once shot They 'll follow a man to th' devil As for you Sir Ex. with the Lady and the Masquers Sold. Me Sir 1 Gent. Nay sweet Sir Sold. A noise a threatening did you not hear it Sir 1 Gent. Without regard Sir so would I hear you Sold. This must come to something never talk of that Sir You never saw it otherwise 1 Gent. Nay dear merit Sold. Me above all men 1 Gent. Troth you wrong your anger Sold. I will be arm'd my honourable Letcher 1 Gent. Oh fie sweet Sir Sold. That devours womens honesties by lumps And never chaw'st thy pleasure 2 Gent. What do you mean Sir Sold. What does he mean t'ingross all to himself There 's others love a whore as well as he Sir 1 Gent. Oh if that be part o' th' fury we have a City 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 Soldier that has all his limbs Marry the sick and lame gets not a penny Right womens charity and the Husbands follow 't too Here comes his Highness Sir Enter Duke and Lords Sold. I 'll walk to cool my self Exit Duke Who 's that 1 Gent. The brother of Shamont Duke He 's Brother then To all the Courts love they that love discreetly And place their friendliness upon desert As for the rest that with a double face Look upon merit much like fortunes visage That looks two ways both to life's calms and storms I 'll so provide for him chiefly for him He shall not wish their loves nor dread their envies And here comes my Shamont Enter Shamont Sham. That Ladies virtues are my only joyes And he to offer to lay siege to them Duke Shamont Sham. Her goodness is my pride in all discourses As often as I hear rash tongu'd gallants Speak rudely of a woman presently I give in but her name and th' are all silent Oh who would loose this benefit Duke Come hither Sir Sham. 'T is like the Gift of Healing but Diviner For that but cures diseases in the body This works a cure on Fame on Reputation The noblest piece of Surgery upon earth Duke Shamont he minds me not Sham. A Brother do 't Duke Shamont I say Gives him a touch with his switch Sham. Ha If he be mortal by this hand he perishes Draws Unless it be a stroke from heaven he dies for 't Duke Why how now Sir 't was I. Sham. The more 's my misery Duke Why what 's the matter prethee Sham. Can you ask it Sir No man else should stood sorty lives before him By this I would have op'd my way to him It could not be you Sir excuse him not What e'er he be as y' are dear to honor That I may find my peace agen Duke Forbear I say Upon my love to truth 't was none but I. Sham. Still miserable Duke Come come what ails you Sir Sham. Never sate shame cooling so long upon me Without a satisfaction in revenge And heaven has made it here a sin to wish it Duke Hark you Sir Sham. Oh y 'ave undone me Duke How Sham. Cruelly undone me I have lost my peace and reputation by you Sir pardon me I can never love you more Exit Duke What language call you this Sirs 1 Gent. Truth my Lord I 've seldom heard a stranger 2 Gent. He is a man of a most curious valour Wondrous precise and punctual in that virtue Duke But why to me so punctual my last thought Was most intirely fixt on his advancementâ— Why I came now to put him in possession Of his fair fortunes what a mis-conceiver ' t is And from a Gentleman of our Chamber meerly Made him Vice-Admiral 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. Troth I think we should my Lord And there 's a follow walks about the Court Would take a hundred of ' em Duke I hate you all for 't And rather praise his high pitch'd fortitude Though in extreams for niceness now I think on 't I would I had never done 't Now Sir where is he Enter 1 Gentleman 1 Gent. His sute is only Sir to be excus'd Duke He shall not be excus'd I love
the Cupids go off and last the Statues Merc. And what will Juno's Iris do for her Iris. Just match this shew or mine inventions fall Had it been worthier I would have invok'd The blazing Comets Clouds and falling Stars And all my kindred Meteors of the air To have excell'd it but I now must strive To imitate confusion therefore thou Delightful Flora if thou ever feltst Increase of sweetness in those blooming Plants On which the horns of my fair Bow decline Send hither all that rural company Which deck the May-games with their clownish sports Juno will have it so The second Anti-Masque rusheth in they dance their measure and as rudely depart Merc. Iris we strive Like winds at liberty who should do worst E'r we return If Juno be the Queen Of Marriages let her give happy way To what is done in honor of the State She governs Iris. Hermes so it may be done Meerly in honor of the State and those That now have prov'd it not to satisfy The lust of Jupiter in having thanks More than his Juno if thy Snaky rod Have power to search the Heaven or sound the Sea Or call together all the ends of earth To bring thee any thing that may do grace To us and these do it we shall be pleas'd Merc. Then know that from the mouth of Jove himself Whose words have wings and need not to be born I took a message and I bore it through A thousand yielding clouds and never staid Till his high Will was done the Olympian games Which long had slept at these wish'd Nuptials He pleas'd to have renew'd and all his Knights Are gather'd hither who within their Tents Rest on this hill upon whose rising head The Altar is discovered with the Priests about it and the Statues under it and the Knights lying in their Tents on each side near the top of the hill Behold Joves Altar and his blessed Priests Moving about it come you Holy men And with your voices draw these youths along That till Joves Musick call them to their games Their active sports may give a blest content To those for whom they are again begun The first Song when the Priests descend and the Knights follow them Shake off your heavy trance and leap into a dance Such as no mortals use to tread fit only for Apollo To play to for the Moon to lead And all the Stars to follow The second Song at the end of the first Dance On blessed youths for Jove doth pause Laying aside his graver Laws For this device And at the wedding such a pair Each dance is taken for a prayer Each Song a Sacrifice The third Song after their many Dances when they are to take out the Ladies Single More pleasing were these sweet delights If Ladies mov'd as well as Knights Run every one of you and catch A Nymph in honor of his match And whisper boldly in her ear Jove will but laugh if you forswear All. And this days sins he doth resolve That we his Priests should all absolve The fourth Song when they have parted with the Ladies a shrill Musick sounds supposed to be that which calls them to the Olympian games at which they all make a seeming preparation to depart You should stay longer if we durst Away alas that he that first Gave time wild wings to fly away H 'as now no power to make him stay And though these games must needs be plaid I would these pair when they are laid And not a creature nigh'em Might catch his sithe as he doth pass And clip his wings and break his glass And keep him ever by 'em The fifth Song when all is done as they ascend Peace and silence be the guide To the Man and to the Bride If there be a joy yet new In marriage let it fall on you That all the world may wonder If we should stay we should do worse And turn our blessings to a curse By keeping you asunder Four PLAYS in One. The Persons represented in the Play Emanuel King of Portugal Castile Isabella his Queen Lords Spectators of the Play at the celebration of their Nuptials Frigoso a Courtier Rinaldo his acquintance The Triumph of Honor. Martius a Roman General Valerius his Brother Nicodemus a cowardly Corporal Cornelius a wittal Sutler Captain Sophocles Duke of Athens Women Diana Dorigen Sophocles wife the example of Chastity Florence Wife to Cornelius The Triumph of Love Cupid Rinaldo Duke of Milan Benvoglio Brothers Lords of Milan Randulpho Brothers Lords of Milan Gerald Sons of the Duke supposed lost Ferdinand Sons of the Duke supposed lost Women Angelina Wife to Benvoglio Violante her Daughter Gerard's Mistriss Dorothea Violantes Attendant Cornelin the obscured Duchess The Triumph of Death Duke of Anjou Lavall his lustful Heir Gentille a Courtier Father to Perolot Perolot contracted to Gabriella Two Gentlemen A Spirit Shalloone servant to Lavall Women Gabriella the despised wife of Lavall Hellena his second wife Casta Daughter to Gentille Maria a servant attending on Gabriella The Triumph of Time Jupiter Mercurie Plutus Time Atropos Desire Vain Delight Bounty Poverty Honesty Simplicity Fame FOUR PLAYS OR Moral Representations IN ONE Enter Don Frigozo Frig. Noise within AWay with those bald-pated Rascals there their wits are bound up in Vellom they are not currant here Down with those City-Gentlemen c. Out with those I say and in with their wives at the back door Worship and place I am weary of ye ye lye on my shoulders lik a load of Gold on an Asses back A man in Authority is but as a candle in the wind sooner wasted or blown out than under a bushel How now what 's the matter Who are you Sir Enter Rinaldo Rin. Who am I Sir why do y' not know me Frig. No by my do I not Rin. I am sure we din'd together to day Frig. That 's all one as I din'd with you in the City and as you paid for my dinner there I do know you and am beholding to you But as my mind is since transmigrated into my office and as you come to Court to have me pay you again and be beholding to me I know you not I know you not Rin. Nay but look ye Sir Frig. Pardon me If you had been my bed-fellow these seven years and lent me money to buy my place I must not transgress principles This very talking with you is an ill example Rin. Pish you are too punctual a Courtier Sir why I am a Courtier too yet never understood the place or name to be so infectious to humanity and manners as to cast a man into a burning pride and arrogance for which there is no cure I am a Courtier and yet I will know my friends I tell you Frig. And I tell you you will thrive accordingly I warrant you Rin. But hark ye Signior Frigozo you shall first understand I have no friends with me to trouble you Frig. Humh That 's a good motive Rin. Not to