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A93166
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The brothers, a comedie, as it was acted at the private house in Black Fryers Written by James Shirley. Never printed before.
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Shirley, James, 1596-1666.
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1652
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Wing S3460; ESTC R230284
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impose upon The Freedom of Jacintas love Alb. Y' are noble Car. My Lord Alb. I do not like this Don Luys Th' art of my mind I do not like him neither And yet the blackbirds in the bush see what present be would give my sister Alb. Did she refuse it Luys I never mean she shall what wrong my friend Yet I 'l take all and let him hang himself embraces him If he would send his eyes I would undertake To carry 'em to the Ieweller they would off For pretty toadstones Have no fear my Mother Is for you too you must fee both your Advocates Car. Jacinta Jacin. Sir Luys She takes her self much honor'd Ped. You oblige Luys Let me alone to carry things Be confident to trust me with your honor If it would pawn for any thing aside Iac. I 'm not perfect How to neglect Alberto yet and must I Throw off Fernando but new Entertain'd By your command the World will consure strangely Car. The World will praise thy wisdom my care Or if some giddy tongues condemn what 's good Must wee be servile to that fear and lose That which will make us Judges of their folly And damn it with a frown of state they 'r fooles That dote upon those shaddowes Idle talk The slime of Earth-worms that doth shine to cosen Infants 't is fit wee raise our thoughts to substances Jac. Let modesty and nature plead a little If I appear not fond to Entertain him I may collect more strength by time and counsell And for your satisfaction dare profess My Lord hath too much grac'd the low Jacinta With a pretence so noble but I should Be held not worth his person and too light At his first breath of courtship to fall from My Virgin strength and give my self his captive Car. I shall alow that ceremony the Count Makes an address Ex Alsi. Felisard Ped. I must use thrift in my delight my eyes Are prowd and must be taught by absence how To value such a Mistris I do miss the chambermaid Car. It will become me to attend Ex. Alber Jacin Ped. Your pardon I 'l take it for an honor if your Sonne Be pleas'd but to my coach Luys Oh my good Lord So much I am your creature if you knew But where to match me I would be your coach-horse Exe. Pedro Luys Car. So so Iacinta's starres do smile upon her 'T wil be a match were but my Son as fair In expectation of a bride I 'd write Nil ultra to my cares he is to aery And volatile a wife would timely fix him And make him fit to manage my estate Enter Luys But he returnes I 'l feel his pulse Luys thou seest how near Iacinta is to happiness Luys I did some office in 't she may thank me I first inspir'd his Lordship Car. Such a providence To build thy self a Fortune by some brave And noble mariage would become thy study And make thy Father willingly resign His breath with confidence to know thee wise To govern what my Industry hath gatherd What think'st thou of a wife Luys I think little sir What should I do with a Wife Car. Imitate me and study fame and wealth To thy posterity Have I with care Acquir'd such an estate that must not last Two Generations Luys The way to make it Last is not to think of Wiving for my part Sir with your pardon if I may speak freely I had opinion once I was your Son But fearing by your narrow exhibition You lov'd me not I had a controversie Within my thoughts whether I should resolve To geld my self or turn a begging Frier Car. A begging Frier Luys T is as I tell you Sir This last I fixt upon and ha' been studying Where I conveniently might raise a sum To compass a hair shirt Sir To make triall before I thrust my self Point blank into the Order Car. Thus wild Sons interpret still A prudent Father but you may discharge Your Jealousies unless it be your own Devotion to be chast and live a recluse Luys For that I can be ruld I ha' not liv'd After the rate of hating any women But I can hear of Mariage if it be Your pleasure but these Wives Sir are such tickle Things not one hardly staid amongst a thousand Beside unless you finde one very rich A man may cast a way himself and get A bundle of Beggeries Mouths that day and night Are open like Hell Gates to feed I would not Hazard my Freedom and the blessings Heaven Has lent you Sir upon a Wife with nothing Car. Thy pension doubles for that word in Earnest How much I like this wisdom take this Purse I will have no account and find me out A wealthy Maid or Widdow but not ugly Luys No not ilfavourd Sir if she be rich A little old or crippel'd Car. I wo'not ha'thee Mary a crooked deform'd thing because She may have children Luys Not unless she have An Infinit wealth to make 'em strait sir I 'le marry a witch so she have mony sir Car. No on no terms a Monster Luys Then I wo'not And now it comes into my mind they talk of A young rich Widdow Donna Estifaniar What do you think of her Car. Thou hast nam'd one To my own desires she lives a Widdow still But she has refus'd many brave Dons Luys No matter I like her sir the better Car. She gives good entertainment Luys I will have her If you but say the word I wear a charm To catch a Widdow but this Purse will hardly Last till we finish I must do things with honor Car. Thou shalt be furnish'd like my Son kneel down And ask me blessing I do long to give it thee Luys I have your blessing here Car. I le find thee out Some Jewells to present thy Mistris too Luys 'T wo'not be much amiss the Gold will go The farther Sir I know not how this Exit Car. Came about unless Don Pedros coming to My Sister ha' made him mad wrought this miracle How carefull he was I should not mary one Deform'd I ha' chose the hansomest things thus far And I mary with a Witch at these years let the Devill Ride my wild Mare to death and now I Consider on 't I wo'not have the Widdow For fear o' th' worst yet I 'l to her And make a business on 't to keep the old Mans Baggs in motion this with some good Husbandry and no play may last a Fortnight T is very Gold yes it will pay some scores Maintaine my Negro and a brace of Whores Now fiddles do your worst Exit ACT III Enter Ramyres Fernando Ramy. How no success where lies the opposition Don Carlos equall with my self profest His free desires and to dispose his Daughter To meet thee with all loving entertainments What can she argue to thy birth or person Attended with so plentifull a fortune I must believe thy courtship dull and faulty When I was at thy