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V i .. ^ . * ♦ • Ik ^>j i %• • " 1 •?- » J k» •?. i > N • f. r* \ ■• 2 > r& >• ., I • 4 >A- - • > -.r. / > ■ .*■ i . . - -c ii » yl< ♦ T O I HE RIGHT HONOVRABLE D Earieof Pembroke and Mountgomery: j Baron Herbert of Cardiffe and Sherland, ■ Lord Parr and Rofs of Kendall; Lord Fitz-Hugh IV] army on, and Saint Quintin- Knight of the moil noble Order of 5 of His Majefties moft Honourable Privie Councell And our Singular Good Lord. My Lor d V J 1 r7 Here is none among all the Names of Honour, that hath more encouraged the Legitimate Mufes of this latter z-Age3 then that which is owing to your Familie; whofe Coronet j(bines bright iththe native htfler of its owne jewels, which with the acceffe offome Beams s of Sydney, twified with their Flam eprefents a Conftclla from whofe Influence all good may he fill expetted upon Witt and Learning. zAt this Truth we rejoyce, hutyet aloof e, and in our owne valley, for we dare not approach with any capacity in our felves to apply your Smile, (7nee wee have only prefer ved as Truftces to the Allies of the Authors, what wee exhibit to your Honour, it being no more our owne, then tbofe Imperiall Crownes and . r-'l ( S.f f \ ft. r r \ \ . r • ^ \ ^ ^ \ (i ' ^ s J l Garlands were the Souldiers, who were honourably defignedfor their Convey¬ ance before the Triumpher to the Capit ol. But directed by the example of form, who once fleered in our qualitie, and fo fortunately ajpired to choofe your Honour, joyned with your ( now glorified f) Brother, Patrons to the flowing compofittons of the then expired fweet Swan of Avon Shakespeare; and fence, more particularly bound to your Lordfliip I A mod The Epistle Dedic atorie. mofl conflant and dijfufive Goodneffe, from which, wee did for many caltnA yeares derive afubfifence to our[elves, and Protection to the Scene (now | red,and condemn d,as we fearejo a long Winter andferilitie) we have pre fume, to offer toy our Selfe, what before was never printed ofthefe Authours. Had they heene leffe then all the T reafure we had contracted in the whole Aq of Poefie( fomefew Poems of their owne excepted, which already publifhed, com¬ mand their entertain ement, with all lovers of Act and Language) or were th^ not, the mofl jufily admird, and belov d Pieces of W itt and the W orld, wet fhould have taught our felves a leffe t » W » 'N \ I . I \ x i \ » » N * thi f: net 9 ;ni" I TO THE READER. O e t r y is the Child of Nature, which regulated and wade beaut ipill by Art, prefenteth the moft Harmonious of all other compofitions • among which (if we rightly con fidcr ) the Dra- maticall is the moft abftolute, in regard of thofe tranfcendent A- bilities, which fhould waite upon the Compoler; who mufl have more then the infruUion of Libraries which of itfelfe is but a cold contem¬ plative knowledge) there being required in him a Soule miraculoufly Qlowing, and converftng with all mankind, inabling him to expreffe not onely the Phlegme andfolly of thick-skin d men, but the ftrengtb and maturity of the wife, the zAireand infnuations of the Court, the difcipline and R efolution of the Sol¬ diery theVertues andpafsions of every noble condition, nay the councells and characters of the greatefl Princes. I his you mil fay is a vafl comprehenfion, and hath not hapned in many vAges. Be it then remembred to the Glory ofour owne, that all theje are Demonfrah ve and met in Be aumont F lei ,wbom but to mention is to throw a cloude upon all former names and benight Pofterity; This Boob^ being, without flattery, the greatefl Monument of the Scene that Time and Humanity haveproduced, and muft Live, not only the Crowne andfole Reputation of our owne, but the ftayne of all other Nations and Lan guages, for it may he boldly averred, not one indifcretion hath branded this Paper in all the Lines, this being the An'ben- tick witt that made Blackftriers an Academy, where the three bowersfpeffacle while Beaumont and Fletcher were prefented, wereufually of more advantage; to the hopef nilyoung Heire,thenacoflly, dangerous, forraigne Jravell, with the j afliflance of a governing Mounfleur, or Signior to boot; prefsion, the fcattered pieces which were printed fingle, being then onely Republifhed together : 'Tb otherwife here. Nex t, as it is all New, fo here is not any thing Spurious or impos'd; I had the Ori- ginalls from fuch as received them from the Autbours themfelves 5 by Thofe,and none other, I publifh this Edition. , And as here's nothing but what is genuine and Theirs, fo you will finde here are no Omifpons; you have not onely All I could get, but All that you muft ever expecf. For ( befides thofe which were formerly printed ) there is not any Piece written by thefe Autbours, either Joyntly or Severally , but what are now publiih'd to the World in this Volume. One only Play I muft except £ for I meane to deale openly } 'tis a CO M ED T called the VVilde-goofe Chafe, which hath beene long loft , and I feare irrecoverable j for a rPerfon of quality borrowed it from the Amours many yeares fince , and ( by the negligence of a Servant) it was never returned • therefore now I put up this Si quit, that whofoever hereafter happily meetes with it,fhall be thank¬ fully fatisfied if he pleafe to fend it home. Some Tlayes Q you know ) written by thefe Authors were heretofore Printed: I thought not convenient to mixe them with this Volume^ which of it felfe is entirely New. And indeed it would have rendred theBooke fo Voluminous, that Ladies and r • t 4 _ ± * a > . .* . * " j Gentlewomen would have found it fearce manageable, who in Workes of this nature muft ftrft be remembred. Befides, I confidered thofp former Pieces had been fo long printed and re-printed, that many Gentlemen were already furnifhed ^ and I would have none fay, they pay twice for the fame BooJ^e,, One thing I muft anfwer before it bee obje&ed ; 'tis this >. When thefe Comedies and Tragedies were prefented on the Stage, the dttours omitted fome Scenes and Paf- lages(with the Autbour s confent)as occafion led them ; and when private friends de- fir'd a Copy, they then ("and juftly too) tranfcribed what they Ailed. But now you have both All that was Ailed, and all that was not; even the without the leaft mutilation; So that were the Authours living,(and fure they can ne¬ ver dye ) they themfelves would challenge neither more nor leflefthen what is here publifhed ; this Volume being now fo compleate and finiflf d, that the Reader muft cxpe . • W M j One that is a Servant to you all At the Princes Armes in " S1 Pauls Church-yard. Feb. n*164.6. HUMPHREY MOSELEY. . * S ■ i - % . . • • • ■ .x * .... • ', » * v o & 4$ 64444 Ee thought our Fletcher of this croud? Wherein fofew have witt?yet all are loud? VntoElyziumfled?where he alone Might his own witt admire and ours bemoanej But foone upon thofeFloxvry Banker? a throng Worthy of thof e even numbers which he fung? Appeard? and though thofe Ancient LaureatesJlrive When dead themfelves? whofe raptures Jhould furvive? For his Temples all their owne bayes allowes? Notfiam'd tofee him crown d with naked browses 5 f/omer his beautifull Achilles nam'd? Vrging his braine with Joves might weUhefanid? Since it brought forth one full ofbeauties charmes? As was his PaHas and as bold in Armes A » W , T \ f + f t King and w^en brave Arbafesfaw? one no King, Ihatfaved his peoples dangers by his own? Andfaw Tigranes by his hand undon Without the helpe of any Mirmydon, He then confefs'd when next hee'd Heftor flay? That he muft borrow him from Fletchers Play 5 wWWM MEMORY OF Mr.IoHN Fletchh I This might have beene tlxfame? for which he bid His Iliaaes in a Nut-JheSJhould be hid : Virgill of his iEneis next begun? Whofe G od-like forme and tonguefeifoone had wonne That ghteene < ■ ii v\ • j / a f i* v v i 1 \ 4 ' t lk\ vi i i> ^ t ( . r \t • w* 1 y. *■ • v * % • • ^ ' va Will read thy tragedies with fome delight, Be all thy Rcformadoes, fancy fcarsy I *« wfim > i '4 B * * 'n * J ^ \ v, , y • j i 1 • ; . i \ a vrvt:> i /\a t 4 «4 -v r t . ' — 1 , f\ v4»/ s * '• « (\ r »~v r\ i v a j i\ y *v x . • a . -.' vs V\\ ' > A AgrieoU AngU-CantUnus. ft -t; T\ xv/i -a , rva v , v>b v# ■ cj -s - ; v\vy.u \\ \*s \ '\ >\v\'a\ \v ax \)\ ■ W\\ \\\Z *; > /a a\ l'tv. \ \w\\f Wv.f i j - 1 v ^ \ Yn u. M \ * i M H P P n ON THE Deceafed Authour Mr, John Fletcher his Plays,- and efpecially,Tbe Mad Loyer. w Hilfi his well organ'd body doth retreat, To its firjl mattery and theformall heat Triumphant Jits in judgement to approve Pieces above our Candour and our hi/e i J Such as dare boldly venter to appeare Unto the curious eye, and Criticise eare : Lo the Mad Lover in there various times Is prefs'd to life, taccufe us of our crimes. While Fletcher liv'd', who equall to him writ Such lajiing Monuments of naturall wit ./ I «• • ^ A % y' * ASTON COKAINE,Baroneit. % - 1 ^ ^ ^ f T ' " * t ^ ■%* * i I t :.v> '.!■ J; ! ■ • - - • Upon the Works of Beaumont, - A ^ 1 4 ./ 4# '• i I • « ^ * V " and Fletcher., . I I IVy i 1 ' I A . J I 1 VI i . 4 %V% vM V Y f t * i JK • • • HOw An gel s (cloyjierd in our humane Cells ) Maintaine their jw/i^Beaumount-Fletcher telsj Whofe firange mint it able Inter comfe Transcends all Kules^ and flyes beyond the force Of the moji forward foules all vmfi fubntit Vntill they reach thefe Myfteries of Wit. The Intelle&uall Language here's exprefiy Admird in better' times, and dares the Tefi Of Ours 5 for from Wit, SweetnefTe,Mirth,4»dSence, This Volume jf rings a new true QyintefTenee. * J «b J 1 J\Jjl f - v' ^ r*ftv A \ i y; JO. P£TTUS,Knight. > UL 4 V# •» * • A • / A1 on* v \ Wwi1 *• 4t\W\ i- ^ i * - ' jiafoH WOTJY1AT3 TilHaOfl t * 4 \ I On the Works of the moft excellent DramatickPoet, A4r. fohn Fletcher, never before Printed. HAile Fletcher, welcome to the worlds great Stagey For our two houres, we have thee here an age In thy whole Works, amd may zMmpreflion call The Pretor that prefents thy Flayes to all: Both to the People, and the Lords that fway That Herd , and Ladies whom thofe Lords obey. And what's the Loadjione can fitch guefls invite But moves on two Poles, Profit, and Delight, Which will be foou, as on the Rackb confefl When every one is tickled with a jeji : And that pure Fletcher, abletofnbdue A Melancholy more then Burton knew. And though upon the by, to his dejignes The Native may learne Englifhfrom bis lines, - And th-Alien if he can but conjlrue it, May here be made free Denifon ofwit. But his maine end does drooping Vertue raife, And crownes her beauty with et email Bayes 5 In Scenes wherefoe inflames the frozen foule, While Vi ce Qoer paint wajht off ) appearesfafoulej Shewuft this BlefTed Ifle and Europe leave, Andfame new Quadrant of the Globe deceive: Or hide her Blufoes on the Affrikejhore Marius, but ne re rife to triumph more. That honour is reflgnd to Fletchers/^wze; .. ' Adde to his Trophies, that a Poets name ( Late growne as odious to our Moderne Bates As that of Ring to Rome) he vindicates From blackafpertiotis,caft upon t by thofe Which only are injpir'd to lye inprofe. And,By the Court of Mufes be't decreed, What graces fpringfrom Poe fys richer feed, When we name Fletcher fhall be fa proclaim'd, As all that's Royall is when Cxfar's nam A. ROBERT STAPYLTON Knight. . . fern - A$wit*,i *iwlt ? ? f ? M r. Francis!Beaumont. ' Le not pronounce how frcng and cleane thou Writes, /yor b) what netts hard fules thou toc-kft thy Flights, Nor hole much Greek and Latin fome refine {Before they can make up fix words of thine, Butt! is t'le [ay, thou ftrikfi our fen(e fo deep, yet once thou mak'fi us Blhjfb, fejoyce, and Weep. Great Father lohnlon how d himftlfe when hee (Thou wit'ft jo nobly ) ) Mardomus armd, there would be more Str ife for hi> word then all Achi lles wore, Such injejufl Bpge, had Hee been lately try d My I fe on't Hee had been oth' Better fide, ,/\d w! ere hee found faife odds (through Gold or Sloath) Tl • e biaVe Mardcniu., "teould haye beat them Both. >'.) ul Bi hold, here s Fletc he r too I the World ne re knew 7\oTotent Witts co-operate till Tou • For fill your f amies are fo "troy n and knit, 'iuxt* Francis Fletcher, or Iohn Beaumont writ. y J * ^vr o. » ■ Tc t neither borrow'd, nor were foput tot To call poore Godds and Goddefies to dot • Nfor made I\ine Gu les your Mules (you fuppofe Women ne're write Jay e Love Letters in profe ) But are your owne Infpirers, and haye made Such powrfull Sceanes, a* when they pleafe, inyade. Tour Blot, Sence, Language, bill's fo pure and fit, Hee s Bold, not Valiant, dare difputeyour Wit. | - , 9 George Lisle Knight, i * ' im* je'®* p * ' •}' "1 kj*£ ~ \ '?<; • * 'vttc hvk ;€l cs.. i \ . w 0 5 ik i|' ,y [m* 'j j- i |.h .. x' '■ 4 \rv n ivv./j mmv b . On # ft / r/ » t *• u u i vj ¥ - • \ 1 p On Mr.fOH^C FLETCHERS V Vorkes. O fhall we joy, when all whom B eafts and Wormes Had turn'd to their owne febfiances and for in es, whom Earth to Earth, or fire hath chang d to fire, Wee fha/l behold more then at firfi intire As now we doe, to fee all thine,thine owne In this thy Mufes Referred ion, whofe fcatter'd parts, from thy owne Race, morewounds Hath fejfer'd, then A<51 eon from his hounds 5 which firfi their Braines, and then their B ellies fed. And from their excrements new Poets bred. , But now thy Mufe inraged from her urne Like Ghofts of Murdred bodyes doth returns To accufe the Murderers, to right the Stage, And undeceive the long abufed Age, which cafis thy praife on them, to whom thy Wit Gives not more Gold then they give droJJe to it: who not content like fellons to purloyne, Adde Treafon to it, anddebafe thy Coyne. But whither am I fir ay a ? I need not raife T rophies to thee from other Mens difpraife 5 Nor is thy fame on leffer Ruines built, Nor needs thy jufier title the fouleguilt Of Eafterne Kings, who to fecure their Raigne, Mufi have their Brothers, Sonnes, and Kindred flaine. Then was wits Empire at the fatall height, when labouring and finking with its weight, From thence a thoufand leffer Poets fprong Like petty Princes from the fall of Rome. when Johnson, Shakespeare, and thy felfe did fit, And fway'din the Triumvirate of wit—- Tet what from Johnson s oyle and fweat did flow, Or what more eafie nature did be flow On Shakespeak bs gentler Mufe, in thee full gr owne Their Graces both appeare,yet fo, that none Can fay here Nature ends, and Art begins Butmixt like th'Elements, and borne like twins, So interweav'd,fo like,fo much the fame, None this meere Nature,that meere Art can name: 'Twas this the Ancients meant, Nature andSkW A re the two topps of their Pernaflus Hill. i.dbn h a wi Vpon Mr.fobn Fletcher's Playes Letcher, f o thee, wee doe not only owe jU thefegoodTlayes^but tbofe of others too: Thy wit repeated, does /upport t be Stage, Credits the latt, and entertaines this age ; Tfo Worthies form d by any Mufe but thine Could pur chafe G(pbes to make themfelves [o fine: What brave Commander is not proud to fee Thy brave Melantius in his Gallantry, Our greatefl Ladyes love to fee their Jcome Out done by Chine jn fvbat themfelves have wQMe 2 Th'impatient Wtdew ere the yeare be done. Sees thy Afpafia weeping in her Gowne: , 1 neVr yet the 7 ragick flraine a/fay d .» • i w y t i v i * ■ j' t . \ h' : w m '% ^ i V. i- )J\i \ • % t\, ' + 5 fi * » V/ inl m f a 7c > •- ' rv t . • ' i . v V * Deterr d by that inimitable Maid : > /I •« ' ' ■ J.- jfnd tbhen 1 Venture at the Comick Jlile T hy Scornfull Lady ftemes to mock my toilej Thus has thy Mufe}at once, improv d andmarr d Our I port in Tlayes, by rendring it too hard. > * «• 4 v w. •t% * 6 ' 2 • r a •ft f y . % •»0 fi * i n o* *; vv- i •w ? ;;r $ *\\m So v>ben a fort of lufly Shepheards throw The ban? by turns, and none the reU outgoe So far re, but that tlebefl aremeafuringcajlsi T'hetr emulation and their paflmelaflsy But if fame Brawny yeoman the guard vt \ ' i' • t> . 1 ' ' i * , .! V 1 f,- » ~ 1 t<4 W v<4 i Step in and coffe the Ax elf He a yard Or more beyond the fartbefl Marke, the refl Be/pairing Jland, their jport is at the hejl. • in . v nrp t • ./ * f\ V - «• mi 4 t . 4 m • v* * -J »' .8 * ■» * * "• i l? 'jr.J f JrpK, ■ r i ; / 11. cu , H < » n w \ 1 " -VB -1 * • i \ I % r\ y*. * 1 ^ : tO 5 « V;! Ed w.waller^ b 2 # • .'iV * \v. " ^ ,'.v K n * \s jp ^ V' % % w Jk .| . V ? T % r\ k » » H ' v/}v" A N vh \ 4 I ' • ' JUJ J p i >, S f 4 1 v 'vi H'y. ' . ' i?,. " • •; ^■ ' • "i y»C .Cr : \ y A I I « * w' -* NJ V >■! V , to (\ ■ « 1 «isr •(T-- To FLETCHER Reviv'd. ♦ - •• , ' f "tiiTj.lil'i 1 0"to have I been (Religious ? whatftrange Good Has /cap't me that I never underflood ? Have 1 Hell-guarded H acre fie drethroitone ? He aid wounded States ? made T\ings and TQngdo, ? f That Fate Jhould be Jo mercifull To let me live thaVe Jaid 1 haVe read thee. Faire Star ajcend! the Toy! the Life'.the Light Of thts temprjluous ^fgel this darke worlds fight Oh from thy Crowne of Glory adtt one flame May fir ike a /acred (Reverence, "tohtlefl thy Name {Like holy Flamens to their God of Day J We botoing, fing; and whiljl we praije, "toe pray. PUvJ /I ' ' <(' \ 1 M r i : * J t llTffc-.' \*rrrv K\\V < i V : / v'-:' V-*- nil V- o i . • . v - .t, MfL. - 4 1 t AVWt X\ . - - f . * rj 0 A M A * t/ / «> fl 1 \ • i 1 'J * v\ » i:.„ *>\ H v. * ■ •' d *, i at\ > a ( X V •* - « * \ r \ I- i I - v\ \ i\ Tt1 ft r>f •) W tUW r t % V f *1 4 % ^ i ' r II •. i > I f , i \) *» • now? thy purple robed TtfagGed In her imbroider'd Buskins, calls mine eye, ; y; \ Where braVe \hmrs we fee betray dt \ > A W'-1 Vv rt' (tUHfcVV «. .• 0\ ^ Whiljl that the Mighty Foole his Scepter brmkts^ ■/ \h V" ^ S+ *4 44 k i eaving thus richly ValentiniaM vh la u Jwu \ 4 * . % The Mad •VMUfcCM r -> \ ' Lover. The Lover love,and be "toithreafop mad: Not as of old, Alcides furious, Who "toilder then his Bull did teare the houfe, (.Hurling his Language "toith the QanVas flone ) Twas thought the Monfter roard the (oTrer Tone„ Tragi- ah, when thou thy forrow didjl infpire comedies. yVith Bafims, hlacke as is her darh attire„ Virgin Areas. BeJlario Virginia* offerers have wept to fee So "to ite a bottle, Jo red a Qrueltie; That thou haH grieV d, and with untl Drtd their wet eyes who no"to thy me Yet loth to loje thy watry je"toell, when loywipt it ojf}Laughter flr aight (pn Yfow ruddy cheeked Mirth with Fanns ev'rybrow "toith gladnejje, "tohi Delight to all, and the whole 1 heatre Comedies. The Spanifh Curate. The Humo-. 9 rous Lieu- tenanc* The Tamer T am'cf. The Jittle French Lawyer. oie win^s Oftewes and chores, / will tnforme you where jfnd hoto to cloathe aright your wanton wit, Without her najly 'Ba'tod attending it. View here aloofe thought kid with fab a gn Minerva might have fp ke in Venus fee ; So well difguis'dy hat J was conceiy d.bj none fBut Cupid had Diana'j linnen^ jind all his naked parts Jo yatl d, th exprefje The Shape with aotoding the uncomli) "That if this % formation which "toe YleceiVd, had not been buried with f / The Staged this work)mtght have l< Her Lines;the aujlere >karlet had apj jind th' A&ors "totfly been from tha A * i "• I* As cleare7 as they are now from Au^ie Thus "toith thy Genius ^ thfSc, Wanting thy Jttive and inlivniygfi That no"to (to Jpread a da/km Toothing rematnes hut Poc£|,e The Cu ftom of the Coumrey. ilOaJ {' 1 £ W ) ivv.V.': yXi'f'.j/V V'S w>. ' h uw\i rs\m VrtQj u • i ;Vj u:.; v, !i vAi Vr JwO o) n t mti \«fa11 in the head •" v*v reread,a, • • That "toe dare praife thee, blujhlejje, Of the bejlpiece Hermes to Lpvee That We rejoyce and glory in thy Wit M>»vo KM twrV, ivo-jA in ftt, ' <- Thai we dark /peak thy thought, thy APIs recite' Yet aU men henceforth be afraid to write. Rich. Lovelace On Mafter fOH3^ FLETCHES Dramaticall Poems. | i { 4 I A « I ' Bgat tutelary Spirit of theSiage ! Fletcher.' lean fix nothing hut my rage Before thy Workes, 'gainfl their officious crime Who print thee nott;, in the worft f cane of I tme. For me, uninterrupted had ft thou flept Among the holly Jhades and clofe hadjl kept The m 'tftery of thy lines, till men might bee Taught hoi* toreade, and then, how to reade thee. But now thou art expos'd to th'common fate, Revive then (mighty Soule!) and vindicate From th'Ages rude affronts thy injured fame, hjlruft the Envious, with how chafi a flame Thou warmfl the LoverhoTb feVerely jujl Thou "Wert to puni/h, if he burnt to luft. With "what a blujh tbou didjl the Maid adorne, But tempted, with how innocent a fcorne. How Epidemick errors by thy Play Were laughtout of efteeme, fo purgd away. HoV> to eachfence thou fo did ft Vertue fit, That allgreTb Vertuow to be thought thaVe wit* But this was much too narroVr for thy art, Thou didft frame governments,give IQngs their part, Teach them how neere to God, "tobile juft they be j But hov> diffolv d, firetcht forth to Tyrannie. How lfingdomes, in their channel!, fafely run, But rudely overflowing are undone. Though Vulgar Jpirits Boets fcorneor hate: Man may be?ety yiBoet can create. * «=> ' WlLL.HAB IN CTOM t I m m I • ,« YhVH fc: VUiYiv . ** •• * # # M MM. MM MM MM MMMM* ~ jgs&r^ —-"•<--*• - * v Vpon AJafter VLETQHE^S Drama- ticall Workes, »k Bat'. ntx the Stute isiotvn,darjl thou appears tn,ri»g fiem,fph ? E^-Poets are like Palmes which,the more weight You caft upon them,grow more ftrong & ftreight 'Tis not love's Thunderbolt, nor Mars his Spearc, Or Neptune's angry Trident,Poets fear. ■Had now %rirn Ben bin breathing, with what rage, And high-, fwolne fury had Hee lajh'd this age, Shakespeare "frith Chap man had grown madd,and torn Their gentle ^ock, and lofty Buskins "borne i To make then Mu/e "belter up to the chin In blood 5 of faigned Scenes no need had bin, England like Lucians Eagle "frith an Arrow Of her owne Vlames piercing her heart quite thorow, Had bin a Theater and jubjeEi fit To exercife in real truth's their "frit: Yet none like high wing'd Fletcher had bin found This Eagles tragick-defliny to found, Y^are Fletcher's quill hadfoar'dup to the sky, And dra"frn do"frn Gods to fee the tragedy: Live famous Vramatifl, let every Ipring Make thy Lay flourifh, and frefh Bourgeons bring; And fince we cannot have Thee trod o'th' Jlage, Wee will applaudThee tnthis filent Tage. . ia.howell. 'p.c.c .» *.* asw • '-\o 9 A «§"i»*©St> |Sf ^^ jiMBX ♦7, g, » ftT» IMM IMwiiMM ffixfHMWM H»W On the Edition. hofe Fame no Age can ever waft glory of the la ft ) 9 Name His faered Afheswak' dinto a Flam Such as before did 'by a fecret charm, The wi I dell Heart fubduey the toldeft ifpe, eyes her, tfroje /oa/e whom Love or Beauty never couldperfwA And in each rnov*d fpeBatour could beg\ tall pajjion by a Counterfeit: 5> % when ftrft ID id not ft And when +-J* % 7 every drop let fall i But feem'd toweare the fame fad livery 5 By him infpir'd the feign'd Lugimdrew More fir earns of melting forrow then the true■ But then the Scomfull Lady did beguile Their eafiegriefs yand teach them all to fmile. Thus he AffeBions couldj or raife or lay ; Love, Griefe and Mirth thus did hisCharmi He Nature taught her pajftons to out-doey How to refine the old, and create new ; which fuch a happy likenefje feem'd to bears, As if that Nature Arty Art Nature were. Tet All had Nothing bin, obfcurely kept In the fame Vrne wherein his Duft hath flept, Nor had he ris' the D elphick wreath to claim, Had not the dying fceane expir'd his Name I) if paire our joy hath doubled} he is comey Thrice welcome by this Poft-Iiminium. His loffe preferv'd him • They that filencd f Are now the Authours to Eternize it$ Thus Poets are in fpight of Fate reviv'd} And PI ayes by I ntermiffton longer liv'd. T HO.Snsu^ On the Edition of Mr Francis Beaumonts> and Mr John Fletchers l a y e s never printed before. » 1Jiff A\\I .uU jl Am awaz'd; and this fame Extacye Is both my Glory and apology. Sober Ioyes are duU Papons j they rrmft beare Proportion to the Subject: iifo; where Beaumont and Fletcher fhall VQuchfafeto be That Subjtft; Tbat Ioy ciuft be Extacye. i • t 9WW * m Wits tftemper: Hee, thats ma d by fits 4 <4 1 iV ife[& too. It is the Poets Mufe • w j*■*■'•* ■{* 7* ' ^ ... ii(-vs'.V # / c » n r# ' \ \K >Vi • A Beaumont •) nothing/^ then FletchersTdame it, or jupfy'd thisflame. yexcufe. : srnsl' u\*:.. *J4 » \ I - Hi? r>t A i v* * vi Return d ? methinks to y?* y JFletchcr Sg, not In's .• are as dedfrsift, T The/Vr/atfofthisdgeguptnothingfflgp5 v. :-i:v ; r That has not Cuflard in't or Bawdery. Folly and CWadnefle fill the Stage: The" < : -.wuK - '-svJ'V.v.m':. 3,fl sriT tWW%. pin » I# ' •% !T Mankinde is fad"n againe 3 jhrunke j,degree. A ftep below his very Apoflacye, Nature her 5 elfe is out of Tune •, and Sickc Of Tumult and Diforder, Lunatique. Yet what World would not cheerfully endu The Torture, or Difleafe, t' enjoy the Cure ? » <■* S fa's the Balfamt) and the Hellebi J rV.HV \ ' vi; ■v«.* •-• w ^ i '* HlNiW . '• I i v\ f biii> vv»y 1 l^v > , m X i> •* ? >- am '4 'f 3 V .\ ; irl > ft . ' a i \ &u 4'T * • • U3rm f.t i # a t* » ? '] i i V £ irSO.M a Both of Ingratitude, and Providence. That teaches us (at to feele, and Tiv<) deep Points: what we want, and what we awe. ^ Yet Great Goods havethttr ills \ Should we tranfinii T OF uture Times, the Potv'r of Love and Wit, In this Example: would chey not combine ^ . ■ A ^ amm ^ A a • They'd ft flections Their Deftgne ? 5ur Corruptions; and take more then t°t>e Good, before. (C> For For nothing butfo great Infirmity, Could make Them worthy of fitch Remedy, Have you net feene the Suns almighty Ray Reficue th' affrighted World,2nd rtdttme Hay From blacke defpaire : how his vifterious Beame Scatters the Storm:, and dromes the petty flame Of Lightning, in the glory of his eye; Wow full oipow'rfiowfuHol Majetty ? When to w Mortals,nothing elfe was knowne, But the fad doubt,whether to bur no, or drome. C holer,zui Phlegme, Heat, and dull Ignorance, Have caft the people into fueh zTrance, That feares and danger leeme Great equally, And no dijpute left now, but how to dye. Juft in this nicke,Fletcher fits the world (lean Of all diforder and reformes us here. The formal! Tout h,that knew no other Grace, Or Value,but his Title,zud his Lace, Glaffes himfilfe:znd in this faithfud Mirrour, Views,difiaproves, reformes,repents his Err our. The Credulous, bright Girle,that bole eves all Language,(in Othes) ilCood,Canonical., Is fortifi d,md taught,here,to beware Of evry fpecious bayte,o(evryfnare Save one: and that fame Caution takes her Wrt9 [Then all the flattery fhefelt before. She finds her Boxes, and her Thoughts betray'd By the Cerruption of th e Chambermaide: i r run t ^ r *. t ! « I Then throwes her Wajkes and difftmblings By 5 And Femes nothingbut/»£f»#/'/y. ^ l > Thefivere States-man quits his Julleu forme ' Of Gravity and bus'neffe; The Luke-warme Religious his 1Neutrality • The hot Braine-flcke illuminate his Male; The Sot Stupidity, The Souldierhis Smarts, The Court its Confidencej The Plebs their fetttt\ Gallantstheir Apifbneffe and Perjurie, Women their Pleafure and Inconftancte \ Poets their Wine; the Pfurer his Pelfc, The World its Vanity • and /my Selfe. t \ ' • * * i u i - p * » l . S . A I ./i • J \ V 1J > \ 2 V« S* ' • ;N * I h'U' VA > « Nf- #r> o ^ 1* J j i i u L* 1 .»•*» -- :• ,7 br r/orl ? yj&vt On the Dramaticfc Poems of Mr J o h n Fletcher O • Onder\ who s here ? Fletcher, long buried Rev rod f T is he \ bets rifinfrow the I) tad. His winding Jheet put offjvalks above ground, Shakes off his Fetters,andis better bound, e not,if rightly underflood, •s are law full? he bath made them Good. :r Mad ? fee here Loves Cure; • \ (4 * v> i W ife he may be ft k.A rare one, For a Monethj if (he diffleaft • a J v v • * * 1 * "s \> I Enquire The Cuftome of the Country, then ^ i / F . 1 I ^ l_w_ I A ^ ^ a 9 Writ of cafe. a ' x-™. J J -J * » If the two Faire Maids take (One of the Inn ejke other of the Mill J V&QVWft jiW.S 41, 1&«Q v • • ' v. The Hone ft mans Fortune, toheundont r Malta, or elfe Captaine be ^ - Or th' Humerous Lieutenant: pot to Sen . A ^ St . f > c . , t * V? «f.a \vV * ige for to fi y y C it '» : A t i.\\ f« • - is S fi That then the Loyall Subjeft may have leave :> ■ \i V* '■ V\ V» !';»'i y ,ST \ V' : ' "r ■ \ •• \ 4 U\t r \\ » A H ; V ' ft" t T . \ * . ... h'fi J — ww difcharge his debts j pp&y p ii JM X \ \ a T" fa \* viVin 'AIIV twocr it? A v« j W fA fL < * til - ■ A' » s . £/»« iff f4»'f pay to Fletcher what we owe. Oh could his Prophetefle but tell one Chance., When that the P ilgrimes Jha/lreturne ff, And once more make this King dome, as, The I Hand Princefle 3W we celebrate A Double Marriage; every one to bring • \ n \ ; i » t •, * - * > L 3V " , . luXA^ V > • fr- jVl ^ ^ -w •. J ^ of taffy « .1 f ' I » A v\4 i i I \ i kt « 'A ^ t 1 iM» # "I t lajl unfequeff off* 1 99 \; Brings hacke the Silver,and the Golden Agea Robert Gardiner ! i-* («) To the z5\faneso{ the celebrated Poets and Fellow-writers, Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher, upon the Printingof their excellent DramatickPoems. Ifdaine not Gentle Shades, the lowly praife Which here I tender your immortall Bayet. Call it not folly Jut my zeale, that I Strive to eternize you that .cannot dye. And though no Language rightly can commend What you have writ,fave what your ftlves have penn d $ Yet let me wonder at thofe curious jlraines (T he rich Conceptions of your twin-like Braines) Which drew the Godt attention who admir'd To fee our Englijh Stage by you iujpird. Whofe chiming Mufts never fail'dto fing A Soule-offering M uftcke s rav'tfhing Both Bare and Inttllefl, while you do each Contend wit h other who /hall highe(I reach In rare Invention j Conflicts that beget New Jlrange delight,to fee two Fancies met, Thatcouldrtceivenofoile: two wit sin growth So jufi,as had one Soule informed both. Thence (Learned ¥\eccher) fung the mufe alontl As both had done before,thy Beaumont gone. ■} In whom,as thou} had he outliv'd\ fo he (Snatch dfirfi away)furvived'ft 1 lit n thee• What though dificmpers of theprefent Age Have banijh'dyour [moot h numbers from the Stage ? Y ou fhaff be gainers by t • it jhall confer To th' making the vafiworldyour Theater. 7 he Prejfe JI) a 11 give to ev'ry man bis part, x^Andwe will all be Aft or s j learne by heart Thofe Tragick Scenes and Comicke Straines you writt Vn-imitable both for Art and Wst 5 And at each Exit,as your Fancies rife, Qur hands Jhall flap defer ved Plaudities. JohnWeb. I To the defert of the Author in his moft Ingenious Genfure, tvhofe dtrkc Spirits Refpefls but fhades of'things 3and ft Cottle jior reafi Ganders guid i fs,thatfo and transfe tfi3t heir blind defir Mixe rvitb then ends, as raging winds with ji Whofe Ignorance and Pap f I V I ' • % W 11 parts of true Humanity A \ J fihfy pha fu l t F letcher hath done Miracles by lAndone Line of h if knowledg si x i \' ♦ * * 4 • - » ** A \ Happineffe to read and underfiand, The way is firow'd with Lawrel\,and ev'ry cMu Brings Incenfe to our F letcher : who ft Se S*ch noble kindlings from her pregnant fire, js charmts her Criticke Poets in defire, And who doth read him f hat parts lejfe inched, Tthen with fome heat of wit or Gratitude. Some crowd to touch the Rclique of bis Bayes, Some to cry up their owne wit in his praift, And thinkt thej engage it by Comparatives, When from hmfelfe3himfelfe he beft derives. Let Shakefpeare, Chapman,W applauded Ben Wear e the EternaU merit of their Pen, Here I am love-peke : and were I to chafe, A Mi fir is corrivall'tis Fletcher's Mufe, v% * A George Buck On Mr BEAVMONT ('Written thirty yeares fince, prefently after his death.) Eaumont lyes here,and where now [ball we have cMufe like his to [igh upon his grave ? Ah! none to weepe this with a worthy teare, But he t hat canmotjiemmo nt, that lies here Who now pallpay thy Tombe with fuch a Verfe x^As thou that Ladies didftfaire Rutlands Her ft ? . • if -• • " ' - J J ■ — V » Mr A Monument that will then lofting be, When all her Marble is more duft thanpe. In thee all's loft : a [sodden dearth and want Hath (eizld on Wit, good Epitaphs arepant; We dare not write thy Elegit,whilft each fear es He ntrefball match that coppy of thy tcarer. Scarce in an Age a Poet, and yet ht Scarce lives the third part of his age tofee, But quickly taken of and only known, Is in a minute put as[oone as fhowne. Why f bould weake Nature tire her felf e in vaint ''n ,'" * \ \ V « E Co A ^ A .« . ' ^Ifl ftt «i|l| W 1 I « - r W ^ V I i x. X \ \ \s -iVft % • XS ^ ' ' In fuch a peice, to dap itftraight ag Whyfhould [he take fuch worke beya . Which whenfte cannotper fell Jhemuft kill? - A lot, what ut to temper jlme tr mire ? >V ' B ut Natures puzledwhen [he worker in fire: Aw v;; ., Great Braines (like brigbteft glaffe) crack ftraight ,while tfoft v*r til' * - f\ * 1 fN •V/v r +• *t • ».i • % •» 4 ^ ,-m»Vvv :j5qi of*m* sfmdUSm, wKKJ™ "T • J> a !. Ave:; *v' .-.iq •» >.« \ ,v . \ * ' v\ %| 1 ^,,\v — .«• - Whop Wit x ^ t 4 •' i i • - < can fee k-® n^l ivY\% awAvwtufcwm Beaumont dies youngfo Sidney did before, - V' Therewas not Poetry he could live to more, Me t.MtU motu-r- »/• • - v l>-5 , - f 1WW*VWV ^ A O 1 J Ifth'art it [elfe unto that pitch could grow, Werit not in thee that hadft Of all that wit could reach -«rt ,r » " --"»«& $.V". ra''*- /fcarce know \ y ; v: '4 f . * L. 4 > «* »< ' '•** I . ' ♦ i 4 « *. ,* - > a 4 A ... '• . • ' P , • •«. * r* "5 1 1 » i x { X ■ >- «■> ; ».< J VJ vr* Such Strength,fuch fweetnejfe coucht in every lint Such life of Fancy fuch high choife ofbraine Nought of the Vulgar wit or borrowed ftrai,.,, Such Papon fuch expreftions meet my eye, Such Wit untainted with obfcenity , And thtfe fo unajfeftedly exprcH, Kyiflina language purely flowing dreft, \JLnd all ft borne within thy felfe,thine twne, So new, ft frep,fi nothing trod upon, Ig rieve not now that old Menanders veint Is ruin'd to furvi ve in thee againe; Such » - .. «f % * . -*• $*** Pv v ^ W • , v f y iu«^ Such in his time was he of the fame peece, The fmooth,even naturall Wit, and Loveof Greece. Thofe fewfententious fragments frew more worth, Then all the Poets Athens ere brought forth'. And I amjorry we have lofl thofe houres Onthtm,whofe quickneffe comes far fhort of ours, And dwell not more on thee, whofe every Page May be a patterns for their Scene and Stage. 1 will not ye eld thy Wonts fi meane a Prayfe ; More pure, more chafe, more fainted then are Play ts, Nor with that dull fupinene/fe to be read, Topajfe afire, or laugh an houre in bed. How doe the Mufrs(uffer every where, Taken in fuels moutbes cenfure, infuch eares, That twixt a whiffe,a Line or two rehearfe, ■Andwith their Rbeume together fraule a Verfe ? This all a Poems lei fur e after Play, Brinks 9r Tabacco, it may keep the Day. Whiifl even their very idleneffe they thinke Is lofl in theft, that loft their time in drinke. Pity then dull we, we that better know, Will a moreftrious houre on thte beftow, Why frouldnot Beaumont in the Aforniag pleafe, As well as Plautus, Ariftophanes? Who if my Pen may as my thoughts be free, Were fcurrillWits and Bujfons both to Thetj Tet thefe our Learned of fevtreft brow Will deigne to looks on, and to note them tool That will defle our ownt, tis Englifr fiuffe, Andth' Author is not rotten long enough* * | / / It. • * •••*.# Alas what flegme are they, compared to thee, In thy Philafter, and Maids-Tragedy ? Where's fuch an humour us thy Beflus?/r««jf Let them put all their Thrafoes in one Flap I He Jhall out-bidthem-, their conceit was poorc, AH in a Circle of a Bawd or Whore •, A coining dance, take the foolcaway, And not a good jeft extant in a Play. Tetthefe areWits, becaufe thtyr old,and now Being Greeke andLat 'tne, they are teaming too : But thofe their owne Times were content t' allow A thirflyfame, and thine is low eft now. Bui thoufhalt live, and when thy 2%ame is growne S ix A )Lkr ^ * Vvf« ft#!(l li ' ' J i ' K O •' **• V' 1 *-\"s i ''•ft L S - •«•' - • * h' « •< ■ -* '» "• ^ nx. •' '■ ■ «.«?» \ • j ^ -' ' * • 4. Their Looks are now as handfome as their Face. Nor is this ^violent, he fteales upon • I w « 1 :•* I * A \ ^ * * Theyeilding SouleuntiU the Phrenfies£0»£j Mis uery Launcings do the Patient pleafe, As when good Muficke cures a Mad Difealc. s - •* H&ecaufe they rob a man that well can fpare j They feed upon him) owe him every bit, Ware all but Sub-cxcifcmen cfhUWfc r*r * — V ' i •• i V » * l'» * iV- ^ ) • * « V* ** * » < \ #4 * ,xUs.rM . r - X- • - r*** • « • «* •• # \| » I %- i ll \ • * * V - r.: . - < i *>* I * *. A ' •# > \ a ? * *4 \ A r 1 > 4 4 Afc. * ; i jli V j > *. W » r > - k s >v .• t| fir A I .FEE / \ X/ G On the Workes of Beaumont and Fletcher, now at length printed. paire of Authors, ™hom one equall Starve folikg in Genius? that you at e In Fame, as well as Writings, both fo knit, lb at no man knowes where to divide your wit. Much leffe your praifeyou, who had equall fire, And did eacb other mutually inffjre 5 Whether one did contrive, the other write, Or one fram'd the plot, the other did indite 5 Whether one found the matter, th other drefje, Or the one difpofed what tlx other did exprejje '•> Where e're your parts betweene your [elves lay, we, In all things which you did but one thred fee, So evenly drawne out, fo gently fpunne, That Art with Nature nere did fmoother run. Where fhall I fixe my praife then £ or what part Of all your numerous Labours hath defert More to be fam'd then other £ fhall I fay, lover fo drawne in your Play, \ % /Jfionately written, fo infl jealcufiy fon fe Andyour Pen hath part Stage andA&or been £ Or fhall I fay, that I can farce for be are To clap, when 1 a Captain do meet there, J 4 -» V- « »I •W **.•. f * dtvfiy and like himfelf exprefi, when they Jaw hint plaid, \ blufht, departed guilty, and betraid £ vrote all parts rightwhatfoe're the Stage from you, was feene there as in the age, ^ad their equall life : Vices which were ters abroad, did grow corrected there : ho pojjefl a Box, and, halfe Crowne fpent learne ObfceneHes^returned innocent, And thankf you for this coznage, whofe chaf f i W Taught Loves Jo noble, fx reform'd, f r ought foule fires, and t\ To bargaine, went thence wit ha holy fiat Bel to your praifi too, thatyoitr Stocfiat Held both to Tragicfand toComick fir a* Where ere you lified to be high and gra No Buskfn Jhew'dmore foleiuue,no quill ( Such feeling objetts to draw ttarer from \U % S % i '.W ;i ' l 4 - . % • « f JUN « • • % I • tm / v fi ml u n*. w lified to be low, and free, houfe into Comedy I I .1 1 X 0 rcing (where you pleas'd) hitting a fault umeurs from your pen ifined all fait, ire you thus in Works and Poems knit, «£ you could write fingly? we maygueffe the divided peeces which the Vreffe th fever ally jent forth? nor were gone fo ike fome our Moderne Authors) made to g6> meerely by the helpe of th'other3 who fur chafe fame do come forth one of two ? r wrote you fo3that ones part was to lick : other into Jhape3nor did one flick ? others cold inventions with fuch wit0 fervedlike fpice, to make them quick, and fit of mutuall want? or emptinefft confpire to go flill twins to th' Treffe d from each5 andJi worth forth ft In you 'twas League, in others impotence ? fie which both thus amongfi us fends f friends. Jafper Maine Upon the report of the printing of the Dra- maticall Poems of Matter John Fletcner, collected before^ and now fee forth in one Volume. Hough when all Fletcher writ, and the entire Man was indulged nnto that facred fire3 His thoughts5 and his thoughts drefle, appeared both fuch9 1'hat ''twas his happy fault to do too much ? Who therefore wijely did fubmiteach birth To knowing Beaumont e're it did come forth3 Working againe unt ill he faid 'twas fit} And made him the f i briety of his wit ? Though thus he call'd his Judge int0 his fame9 And for that aid allow'd him halfe the name? Tu knowne 3that fometimes he didfiand alone? That both the Spunge and Pencill were his owne? That himjelfe. judged hi mf dfe? cauld fingly do-, \ lajt Be El J e we had lofl his Shepherdefl e, a piece Even and jmooth? fpun from a finer fleece3 Where foftnejje raignes? where p /JJionspajjions g\ Gentle and high? as floods of Balflm meet. U here drefs'd m white expreffions? fit bright Lovt Drawn e3 like their fairefl &Ueen3 bymilkje Doves A piece? which Johnfon in a rapture bid Come up a glorifi'd Workgs an.» •, TV Letcher> though fome call it thy faulty that wit So overflow d thy Jcenes, that ere'twasfit To come upon the Stage, Beaumont wasfaine To bid thee be more dull, thaisprite againe, And bate fome of thy fire, which from thee came In a cleare, bright, full, but too large aflame 5 And after all ( finding thy Genius fuch ) That blunted, and allayed, ''twasyet too much 5 Added his fober fpunge, and did contratt 7hy plenty to leffe wit to make*t exatt : Tet we through his correttions couldfee Much treajure in thy juperfluity, /> • < • Which was fo fird away, pj W doe .. Cut Jewels, that thatV loft is jew ell too:.... r\ t ^ n r ) \ i * i 1 12* Or as men ujejo By lofing maLv„ , , 1 hey who doe on thy worlds fever ely fit, And call thy fiore the over-births of wit, Say thy mifiarri ages were rare, and when . ( Thou wert fuperfiuous, that thy fruitful I Pen . Had no fault but abundance, which did lay Out in one Scene what might well ferve a PL And hence doe grant, that what they call excejje v* Was to be reeled at thy happinejfe, ,, From whom wit ijfited in a full firing-tide*, \ Much did irrricb the Stage, much flowed be fide. /' or that thou could ft thine owne free fancy binds In fritter riUhibers, and run fo confrid V. A As to obferve the rules of Arty which fway In the contrivance of a true borne Play: Theft worses proclaime which thou did ft write retired From Beaumont, by none but thy felfe infpired Where we fee '/was not chance that made them hity Nor were thy Playes the Lotteriej of wity But like to Durers Pencill, which jirfi knew ' 7he lawes of faces, and then faces drew: Thou know ft the aire, the colour, and the place9 The firmty, which gives a Poem grace: Parts arc fo fitted unto p artSy as doe Shew thou bad ft wityand Mat hematic ks too: Knewfi where by line to [par ey whereto difpencty And didfi beget jufi Comedies from thence : Things unto which thou didfl fuch life bequeathy That they (their owne BlackyFriers ) unaided breath• Johnfon bath writ things l<*ftingy and diviney Tet his Love-Scenety Fletcher, compared to thiney Are cold andfrofiyy and expreft love foy As heat with Ice, or warme fires mixt with Snow 5 ThoUy as ifftrucfi with the fame generous dartSy Which barney and raigne in noble Lovers heartsy Hafi cloatVd a fed ions in fuch native tiresy And fo defer ib d them in their owne true fires 5 Such moving figheSyfucb undijfembled teares9 Such charmes oflanguagey fuch hopes mixt with feareSy Suchgrants after deni alls f fuch purfuits After dejpairey fuch amorous recruits, That feme who fate fpettators have confefi 7bemjelves transformed to what they jaw eXprefty And felt fuch ft) aft s flea le through their captw d fencty As made them rife PdrtSy and goe Lovers thence. Nor was thy ft He wholly composed of Groves, Or the foft ftraines of Shepbeards and their Loves 5 When thou would fi Comtek be9 each fmiling birth In that k}ndey came into the world all mirtby All point, all edgey all jharpnejfe 5 we did fit Sometimes five Ads out inpure fprightfull wit9 Which flowed in fuch true falty that we did doubt In which Scene we laught moft twoJhillings out. * Shakefpcare to thee was dully whofe beftjeft lyes Tth Ladies queftionsy and the Fooles reply es 5 Old fafhiond wtty which walkt from town to town In turn d Hofe3 which our fathers calFd tht Clown 5 Whofe wit our nice times would obfceannejfe colly And which made Bawdry pajfefor Comic all: Nat ure was all his Arty thy veine was free As hisy but without bis fcurility; 'From whom mirth came unforc dy tiojeft perplext. But without labour cleaney chafly and urrvext• 1 hou wert not like fomey our fmall Poets who CouId not be PoetSy were not we Poets too 5 Whoje wit is pilfringy and whofe veine and wealth In Poetry lyes meerely in their fiealth 5 Nor didfi thou feele their droughty their pangs9 their qualmtiy Their rackjn writing,, who doewritefor almes9 Whofe wretched Genius, and dependent fires9 But to their Benefattors dole ajpires. For had ft thou the fiy tricky thy felfe topraije V rider thy friend r names, or to purchaje Bayes Didfi write fi ale commendations to thy Bookfo Which we for Beaumonts or Ben. j ohnfons toofyt •• That debt thou left"ft to us9 which none but he Can truly pay9 Fletcher, who writei like thee. William Cartwright* &®®®®®®f?®®®®f!»®®®®#®® On Mr Francis Beaumont H C then newly dead. ) E that hath fitch acuteneffe, andfitch witt, As would as kg ten good heads to husband it % He that can write f i well that no man dare Eefufe it for the bejt, let him beware : BeavmoNT is dead, by whofe fole death appeares, Witt's a Difeafe confumes men in fewy cares. Rich. Corbet. D. D To Mr Francis Beaumon (then living.) Ovp 1 doe love thee Beaumont, and thy Mufe, That unto me do'flfuch religion uf ? / How I doefeare my felfe3 that am not worth The leaji indulgent thought thy pen drops forth ! At once thou malfjl me happie, and unmalfjl j And giving largely to me. more thou takjjl. What fate is mine, thatfo itfelfe bereaves ? What art is thine, thatfo thy friend deceives / When even there where mojl thou praifejl me3 For writing better, Imuft envy thee. BEN.- Johnson Up on Mafter F letchers Incomparable Playes. Polio fngs3 his harpe refounds--, give roome^ For now behold the golden Tompe is come, Thy Tompe of Playes which thouftnds come t o feey With admiration both of them and thee, O Volume worthy leafe3 by le-afe and cover To be with juice of Cedar wafht all over } Here's words with lines, and lines with Scenes confenf To raife an Act to full ajlonifsments Here melting number s3 words of power to move Toung men to fwoone3 and Maides to dye for love. Love lyes a bleeding here, Evadne there Swells with brave ragesyet comely every wheres Here's a mad lover, there that high defigne Of King and noYLmg^and the rare rlott thine) So that when 'ere wee circumvolve our Eyes5 Such rich, fuch freffj3 fuch fweet varietyes, Ravi ft ourfpirits3 that entranct weeJee None writes lov s pajjion in the world3 like Thee. Rob. Herrick E On the happy Collection of Mafter FLETCHER'S Works, never before Printed. LETCHER arife3 Ufurpers/bare thy Bayes, They Canton thy vaji Wit to build/mai* PI ayes: He comes ! his Volume breaks through cloivds andduji Dome, little Wilts, Te muji refund, Te muji. Nor comes he pnvate3 here's great BEAUMONT Hoiv could one jingle World encompafje Two Z For the je Co-heirs had eoyuall power to teach All that all Witts both can and cannot reach. Shakeipear was early up3 and went fo drejl As for thoje dawning houres he knew was beji • But when the Sun Jhone forth , You Two thought jit To weare jufl Robes, and leave of 1 runf-hoje-Wit, Now, now 'twas Perfeffi 3 None muji looke for S\jw3 »'Manners and Scenes may alter5 but not Yoil * For Tours are not meere Humours, gilded jt The Fa/hion loji, 7 our majjy Sen he re, Some thinke Tour VCitts of two Complexions f ram'd3 7hat One the Sock, th'Oiherthe Buskin claim d- That jhould the Stage embattaile all it's Force3 FLETCHER would lead the Foot. BEAUMONT the Horfe Butryou were Both for Both • not Semt~witts3 Each "Piece is wholly Two3 yet never fplits: Tare not Two Faculties (andone Soulcfill'j He rhTlnderftanding, Thou the o[uic\free Will Buty as two Voyces in one Song embrace, (FLETCHER'S keen Trebble, and deep BEAUMONTS Bafc) Two3 full, Coogemall Soules .fill B oth prevail'd • duj? and Thine were Quartered, K°t Impal'd : Both brought Tour Ingots , Both toildat the Jjdint3 Beat5 meltedyfiftedytillno droffejiuck, in't3 Then in each Others fcales weigh'd every graine3 Then jmooth'd and burnijh>d3 then weigh'd all againe^ V - r\ { j \. % i Both your Jfames upon T hen3 then 'twas Coyne, as well as Bullion-Wit. Thus Twinns: But as when Fate one Eye depriv That other Jtrives to double which furvives: So BEAVMONT dy'd: yet left in Legacy His Rules and Standard-wit (FLETCHERJ to jhee Still the fame Planet ? though notfll'd Jo foon3 A Two- horn'd Crefcent then now one Full-moon. t • s h oynt Love before j now Honour 7 th> eld Twin-Giants forcwo , Une/lippd his footings w vwer jees urn fail, Graff d the whole Tiee and jingle held up all. /^mW/FLETCHER ! here begins thy faigne, S ctnes flow like Sun-beams from thy glorious Brain j Thy f rift difpatching Soule no more doth flay Then He that built two Citties in one fray j Ever brim full, and[ometimes runningo're To fcede poore languid Wilts that waite at doore, VI ho creep and creep, yet ne re above-groundflood, (For Creatw es have mo [I Feet which have leafl Blooa But thou artflilithat Bird of Paradife Which hath no feet and ever nobly flies: Rich3 lufly Sence, fuchasthe poet ought} For Poems if not Excellent, are Naught ■, Low wit in Scenes? inflate a'Peafant goes ^ lfmeane and flat, let it foot Teoman Profe, Thatfuch may fpell Where they fleale all thofe few good things they talk/; Wit-Burolarv mud chide thole it Feeds on. m to egg a by I h ee from trioj e )om d(v Goddefles . as Come I vrou was t wme owne i/vzuje, ana naasvjucn i Thou out-wril'si him whofe veife made all thoj Surpaffing thofe our D w ayflfh dge up re ares, much as Greeks or- Latines thee inyeares : Thy Ocean Fancy kne*it>nor'BankesnorVarnms VVe ebbe doivne dry to pebble- Anagrams j Bead and infipid, all dTp airing ft Lofl to behold this great Reiapfe of Wit: What ftrenpth rtmaines.is like that (totide and] Godds Such hoy ft'tons Trifles 1 hy Mu/e Would not brtoke, Savewhen jht'd [hnu> hoWfturVily they look?- No faVage Metaphors (things rudely Great) Thou dojt dilplay, not butcher a Qonceit i Thy Ner'ves have Beauty, which InVades and Charms. Lookes like a Princejfe harmjs'd in bright Armes. JS(or art Thou Loud and Cloudy; thofe that do Thunder(o muchflot without Lightning to0'3 Tearing themfelves} and almofl fplit their hraine To render harflo What thou fpeaKjl free and cleane • Such gloomy Senfe my paffe for High and Proud, But true-born Wit fill flies above the Cloud ; Thou knewft 'twas Impotence what they call Height ; Whobluflersflrong i'th Darke, but creeps itb Light. And as thy thoughts were cleartjo, Innocent j Thy Thancy gave no unfwept Language Vent. Slaunderftnot Lawes, prophanft no holy Page, (cAs if thy Fathers Crofier awd the Stage-,) High Crimes were (Iill arraign'd, though they made fhift To prof per out foure A&sycereplagu'd i'th Fift: All's fafe, and wife• no flijfe- affected Scene, Nor fwoln,wor flat, a True Full Naturoll Veynei Thy Sence (like well-dreft Ladies) cloath'd as skinn'd, Not all unlac'd,r>or City-flartcht and pinwd' Thou hadfl no Sloath, no rRage, nofullen Fitt GBut Strenghand Mirth, FLETCHER'S a Sanguin Wit. Thus, two great Conful-Poett all things fwayd, Till aUwasEngUGoTBome orEngliife Made: Miter and Coyfe here into One Piece Jpuny BEAVMONT a Judge's, This a Prelat's fonue. Wbat ft range Production is at I aft difplaid, (Qot by Two Fathers, without Female aide) Beholdjwo Mafculines ejpous'd each other, Wit and the World were bom without a Mother. * • * • I. Berkenhead. > To the memorie or Mafter F LETC HER. T Here's nothing gain d by being witty : Fame Gathers but wmde to blather up a name. Orpheus mujl leave his lyre, or if it be In heav'n, 'tis there a Jigne, no harmony y Andft ones, that follow d him, may now become Nowft ones againe , andferve him for his Tomb. The Theban Linus, that was ably ski I'd In Mufc and Muftcke, was by Phoebus kiU'd, Though P hoebus did beget him: fure his Art Had merited his balfame, not his dart. But here Apollo's jealoufte is feene, The god of Phyftckj troubled with the fpleene y Lik? timerous Kings he puts a period To high grown parts left he ftjottld be no God. Hence thofe great Mafter-wits of Greece that gave Life to the world, could not avoid a grave. Hence the infpired Prophets of old Rome Too great for earth fled to Elizium. But the fame Ojlracifme benighted one, To whom allthefe were but illufton^ It tooke our Fletcher hence, Fletcher, whofe wit Was not an accident to th'foule, but It y Onely dijfus'd. (Thus wee the fame Sun call., Moving it'h Sphere, andfhining on a wall.) Wit,fo high plac'd at fir ft, it could not climbe, Wit, that ne'regrew, but only ft)ow'd by time. No fier-worke offacke, no feldome fhow'n Poeticke rage, butft ill in motion : And with far more then Sphsricke excellence 11 movdffor 'twas its owne Intelligence. And yet Jo obvious to fienfe, fo plaine, Tou'd fcarcely thinks t ally d unto the braine : Sofweete, it gain'd more ground up on the Stage Then Johnfon with hisfelfe-admiring rage Ere loft : and thenfo naturally it f elf Thatfooles would thinly, that they could doe as well. This is ourloffe :yet fpight of Phoebus, we Will keepe ourF letche K,fior his wit is He. Edw. Powell* f Vpon the ever to be admi- redM1'- Tohn Fletcher. and His P L A Y E S. w Hat's all this preparation for ? or wh) Such fuddain Triumphs.? Fletcher the people cry ! Jufi Jo, when Kings approach, our Conduits run Claret, as here the [pouts flow Helicon} See^ every [frightfull Muft drefs^d trim and gay Strews bearbs and fcatters rojes in bis way. Thus tipoutward yard fet round with bayes w^have feene, Which from the garden hath tranfplanted been: Thus, at the Pr£tor'sfea/?■> with needleffe cofts Some muft b employ din painting of the fofts: Andfome as dijbes made fo r fight, not tafte, Stand here as things for ftjew fo Fletchers feaft. Oh what an honour! what aGrace'thad heene 7'have had his Cookg in Rollo ferv'd them in ! Fletcher the King of Poets I fucb was hey That earnd all tribute, clainfd all foveraignty 5 And may he that denye's it, learn to blu(h APs Joyall Subjefk,ftarve at*s Beggars bufh ; And if not drawn by example, fkame, nor Grace, Turne one to's Coxcomb, and the Wild-goofe Chafe • Monarch of Wit! great Magazine of wealth / From wbofe rich Banke, by a Promctbean*ftealtb> Our le ffer flames doe blaze ! His the true firey When they like Glo-woms> being touched, expire. Twas firftbeleev'dy becaufe he alwayes wasy The Ipfe dixit, and Pythagoras . : To our Difciple-witSy His foule might run (By the fame-dream t-of Tranfmigration) Into their rude and indigefted brainey And jo informe their Chaos-lump againe; For many fpecious brats of this laft age Spokf Fletcher perfectly in every Page. This rowzd his Rage to be abufed thus : Made's Lover mad. Lieutenant humerous. Thus Ends of Gold and Silver-men are made (As tb'ufe to fay J Goldfmiths of bis owne trade ; c A" Thus Rag-men from the dung- hill often bop0 And publift) forth by chance a Brokers fbop : - But by his owne light, now0 we have defcrrd * * » » V *» * \1 \ a v • j \' ■f u 4 • v.-» \ . • « '\ J t w . \. » \ v. ^ |V f\ * \if ^ * \ % j \ The drojfe, from that bath beene fo purely trid. Proteus of witt! who reads him doth not fee Ike manners of each [ex of each degree /* His full Ilordfancy doth all humours fill From fb'Queen of Corinth to the maid o'th milt} His Curate, Lawyer, Captain,Propheteffe Shew he was all and every one oftbefe'L Hee taught (fo fubtlywere their fancies feiz'd) ToRule a Wife, and yet the Women pleas'd. Parnafius is thine owne, Claime't as merit, Law maizes lbe Elder Brother to inherit. j \ "'u •• » «» » 1 • G. H His alone felfe and unpropt name, As Rivers Rivers entertaine, Rut Ji ill fallJingle into th'maine, So doth the Moone in Confortpine Tetflowes alone into its mine, And though her light be joyntly throwne, Whenpe makes fdver tis her owne : Perhaps his quillflevp ftronger, when Twas weaved with his Beaumont's pen 5 And might with deeper wonder hit, It could not flsew more his, more wit5 So Hercules came by f ;xe and Love, When TaliasfprangfromJingle Jove 3 He ^ Beaumont for Embrace, N 1 t-y w as he Ben, when Ben did write 'Totlrft age, not to his judge endite ? How did he doe what Johnfon did, And Earne what Johnfon woud have s'edd Jof. Howe of Trin. Cc0. Oxon, 1 A) f 2 * V * iv-,; M m ji] if! w \i 1 4 >ZH ;V/v J <**> N t* LTJ . P J *3 *3 N m m m m - > . x/r r H *>r Li lllill11 1 II m j J s@s ^ ase »«« aHnoRsnEMOB itniKi Mafter John Fletcher his dramaticall Werkes now at laft printed. C ouldprayfe Hey wood now : or tell how longy Falfta tie from crackJngNuts hath kg ft the throng: But for a Fletcher, I muft take an Agey And fcarce invent the Title for one Page. Gods mufl create new Sph our rrayfes by thy Witt , we doe Borrow fupport and Jtrcngth and lend but flow. And but thy Male wit like theyouth full Sun' Strongly begets upon our paffion. Making ourforrow teeme with Elegie, Thou yet unwep'd,and yet unprais'd might's t be. . 'El births ^ andfuch arc all producd by caufes not univocall Thefcapes of Nature, Pajfives being unfit, And hence ourverfe fpeakes only Mother wit. Oh for a fit o'th Father! for a Spirit That might but parcelI of thy worth inherit • For but afpark? ofthat diviner fire ' Which thy full breafi did animate and info ire • That Soules could bee divided, thou traduce ' N \ : . « -4 * > 1 t f vail particle of thi t Of thine which we admir'd when thou didfi fit But as ajoynt-CommiJJioner in Wit $ When it had plummets hung on to fupprefc It's too luxuriant growing mightinefe : whichfcornes to bee kept downe \ • \ VV. V fi to govern the wh ole l\ ' •• k? thefi. — ^ v,- . -j ■;* 3 Thou wert th' Intelligence did move that Sphsre. Thy Fury was compos d^ Rapture no fit That hung on thee nor thou far gone in witt As men in a difeaf e j thy phanfie cleare, Muje chaft,as thofeframes whence they took? their fir Nofpurious compojures amongjl thine Got in adultery 'twixt Witt and Wine. And as th' Hermeticall phyfitians draw From things that curfc ofthefirfi-brok?n Law, That Ens Venenum, which extracted thence Leaves nought but primitive Good and Innocence : So was thy Spirit calcin'd, no Mixtures there But per feci, fvch as next to Simples are. Not like thofe Meteor-wits which wildly fiye In for me and thunder through th'amazed skje j Speaking but th'llls and Villanies in a State, Which fooles admire, and wife men tremble at, Full of portent and prodigie, whofe Gall Oft fcapes the Vice, and on the man doth fall. Nature us'd all her skill, when theeJhe meant A Wit at once both Great and Innocent. Tet thou hadfi Tooth 5 but 'twas thy judgement, not For mending one word, a wholeJheet to blot. Thou couldfi anatomize with ready art Andskjlfull hand crimes lockt clofe up i'th heart. Thou couldfi unfold dark? Plots, and fisew that path By which Ambition climb'd to Greatneffe hath. Thou couldfi the rifes, turnes, and falls of States, How neare they were their Periods and Dates 5 Couldfi mad the Subject into popular rage, A - 1 1— — r " The I aw ft Knew /- . 1 * o~ 3 eas of that greatftorme ajji ifurping Tyrants^ and blare tht>r< vji all dark? turnings in the Lab) Ofpolicie0 which who but hfnowes heJi ?c2 who un-infctf ed didji walk? As the great Genius of Government. And when thou laidji thy tragicky busk} To Court the Stage with gentle Comedie, How new, how proper th' humours. how < I« r/f/) variety3 how neatly drel. fs the face and every limb of what ftrength ofW, thy whole lift VJl theje a Virgin- modefty whichfirjt met Applaufewith blujh andfeare, as if he yet Had not defero'dj till bold with conjiant praift His browes admitted the unfoughtfor Bayes. Nor would he ravijhfame 5 but left men free To their owne Vote and Ingenuity. When Hisfaire Shepherdeffe on the guilty Stat. . \ Was Couldjudge, gre J tues ofthofejew d Murther : though he h ifh r, as ifunconcerned^ fmi I'd have gather d frige each fca it and beauty of that injure breath'dftit fpight of MaliceJheJhall Attending5 not a offering dhelp to thus the crowne Till every hand did help to ft Hee came to be fole Monarch In Wits treat Empire„ abs'h • \ O H N H ARRIS I \ \ \ A A % b A A I S, Si A % T . A A Pi A Ft A V Ir r j c E T T F E; T A I h John Fletcer's ever to be admired Dramaticall w orks, ^ - Mi V? thought upontb and thus I may gaine bayesy I will commend thee Fletchers/id thy Playes. But none but Witts can do'ty how then can I Come in amongft themythat cou'dne're come nigh ? There is no other wayy Pie throng to fit And pajfe ifh Croud amongft them for a Wit. Apollo kpom me noty nor I the Nincy All my pretence to verfe is Love and Wine. By your leave Gentlemen. Tou Wits o'tb3age, Tou that bothfurnifbt havey and judg'd the stage. Touy who the Poet and the ASors frighty Leafl that your Cenfure thin the fecond night: Pray tell mey gallant WitSy could Critickj thinly There ere was foUcifme in Fletchers Ink? ? Or Lapfe of Ploty or fancy in his pen ? A happineffe not fill alow'd to Ben ! Afte r of Ti Of thy fp ft Men feeingy valiant b Ladies amorous prove: Thus owe to thee their valour and their Love: Scenes ! cbafleyet fatisfying ! Ladies cant fay Th°ugb Stephen mifcarri'd that Jo did tbepla) Judgement could ne're to this opinicn leane That Lowen^ Tailor, ere could grace thy Scent ' 9Tis richly good unattedy and to me J, B j 1 I I Infp f his owne New-Inne was but an Hofte How ev\ 1J Dere s no vame-g, bow fmooth thy feme Farfe appears a Comedy Thy drollery is defigney each loofer part Stuff's not thy PlayeSy but makes 9em up an Art The Stage has feldome feen; how often vice Is fmartly fcourg'd to cheeky us ? to inticey How well encouraged vertue is ? how guarded, Andy that which mak?s us love hery how rewarded! Some, J dare fayy that did with loofe tboufi Reclaim d by tbeey came converts from the pit* And many a {he that to be tane up camey Took? up themfelvesy and after left the game. 5 ( Henry Haringto the Mem manage it \uor tt To the memory of the deceafed but ever-living zAutbour in thefe his Foew, Mr. JOHN FLETCHER. 5B • m*. MM fiflK ^3f* • . fc V* k C* • Upon the ' • •. ^ m~ • % * * i " ^ Mr,!oHN Fletchers workes. V • a V V * f y f % ^ [• | y % |x# «\* * I« ll - . J | *4 % ' i w — % #^*414 I ^ • * ; > > >4. \ I WHat meanes this numerous Guard? or do we come To file our Names or Verfe upon the Tombe Of Hetcher, and by boldly malfing kpowne Hps Wit, betray the Nothing of our Owne ? For if we grant him dead, it is as true AgainH our felves, No Wit, no Foet now\ Or if he be returnd front his coole Jhade, To us, this Boohg bis Refurre&ion s made, We bleed our felves to death, and but contrive By our owne Epitaphs toJhew him alive. But let him live and let me prophefie, As Igoe Swan-likp out, Our Peace is nigh, A Balme unto the wounded Age 1 ftng, And nothing now is wanting but the King. THE STATION E% after th'Epilogue there comesfome one To tell Spectators what fhall next be fhown j So here,am I; but though I've toy Id and vext, 'Cannot devife what to prefent ye next; For, fince ye fa w no Playes this Cloudy weather, Here we have brnnghtYe our whole Stock together 'Tis new, and all thefe Gentlemen atteft Under their hands 'tis Right,and of the Bed; Thirty fokreWitnc&s (without my taske) Y'have juft fo many Playes (befides a Maske) All good (l me told) as have been Read or Playd, If this Booke faile, tis time to quit the Trade. H. MOSELEX POSTCRIPT. W inferted ) and Epilogues (h by others on the Revivatlof feverall Flayes. After the Comedies and Tragedies were wrought off,we were forced (for expedition) to fend the Gentle- mens Verfes to feverall Printers, which was the occafion of their different Cha¬ racter $ but the Werke it felfe is one continued Letter which (though very legi¬ ble) is none of the higgeft, becaufe (as much as poffible) we would leflen the Bulke of the Volume. Upon CATALOGUE - —4 Contained in Booke. % i 1 JLv 1 He Mad Lover* 7 he 1? if grim *=*.•** I -V f * I # The Spanifh Cerate. The Knight of Malta. The Little French J "The Womans Pri^e> or the 7 amer Tamed* % Lo> Eafth to my Soveraigne. King. welcome:' Welcome to fouldier to our love, And that faire health ye wifh us through the , May it dilperfe it felfe,and make all happy; (Campe How does the Generall,the valiant Memnon, . And how his wars, Enmenes ? Eume. The Gods have giv'n youfroyall Sir)i Souldier Better ne're longht a danger, more approv'd In way of war, more mailer of his fortunes, Expert in leading 'em ; in doing valiant, In following all his deeds to Victories, And holding fortune certaine there. King. O Souldier, Thou fpeak'ila man indeed; a Generall Generall, A foule conceiv d a Souldier. . Eumen. Tenfet Batteils Again!! the llrong ulurper Dioctis Whom long experience bad begot a Leader Ambition rais'd too mighty: hath your Memnon Won, and won glorioully, diflrcfl and fliooke hini Even from the head of all his hopes to nothing : In thfee he beat the thunder-bolt his brother Forc'd him to wall hilnfelfe up: there not fa.fe, Shobke him with warlike Engines like ah earthquake, Till like a ihai ie he left his flielland crawl'd By night, and hidic us darkneffe to deflruition i Dilarm'd for ever riling more; twelve Cafllcs, Seme though impregnable; Tovvnes twice as many Countries that like thewind knew no command But lavage vvildnefle ; hath this Generall With lofle of blood ?c yOiith through Itofms & tempers Cal'd to your taire obedience. Drum within, King. O my Souldier That thou wert now within my arms;Vvhat drums-Drum Are thole that beat Enmenes ? Entnen. His my Soveraigne; Himlelfe i'th' head of conquell drawing home, An old man now to offer up his glories, And endleffe conquell at your fhrine, : King. Goeall, And entertaine him with all Ceremonie, Wee'le keep him now a Courtier. Eumen. Sir a llrangeone, Pray God his language beare it; by my life,Sir He knovves ho complement, nor curious calling Of words into fit places ere he fpeak 'em, He can fay fight well fellow.and i'le thanke thee : He that mull eat, mull fweat; bring up the reare there. Or charge that wing of horle home. Florijh. Kmg.loc too. goe too. Ent. Memnon and a traine of Courtiers & fouldiers two Captains,Chilax, Valiant and wife are twins Sir: welcome, welcome, Welcome my fortunate and famous Generall, High in thy Princes favour as in fame, Welcome to Peace and Paphos, Mem. Thanke your Grace, And would to God my dull tongue had that iweetneffe To thanke you as t fhould; but pardon me, My fvyord and I Ipeake roughly Sir : your battells I dare well fay, I have fought well; for I bring ye That lazie end you wifh for Peace, fo fully, That no more name of war is : who now thinkes Sooner or fafer tHefe might have bin ended, Begin'em If ye dare again'e; Tie thanke him. Souldier and Souldiers Mate thefe twenty five yeares, Ac length your Generall, ( as one whole merit Durlt lookc upon no leflej I have Waded through Dangers would damp'c thefefoft foules, but to heare of The maidenheads of thouland Jives hangs here Sir, Since which timv Prince,I know no Court but Mar lb a 11, N o oylie language but the ihock of Armes, No dalliance but with death; No lofty meafures But weary, and fad marches, cold and hunger, Larums atmidnighc, Valours felfe would fihake at, Yet I ne're fhrunke. Balls of confuming Wildfire,' That lickt men up like lightning, have 1 laught at* And toll 'em back againe like childrens trifles Upon the edges of my Enemies fwords fting, I have marcht like whirle-vvindes,fury at this hand vva i - Dcach at my right; Fortune my forlorne hope, When I have grapied with deftriiflion, And tug'd with pale fae'd Ruine, Night and Mifchiefe, Frighted to fee a new day breake in bioud, And every where I conquer'd ; and for you fir, Mothers have wanted vvombes to make me fam'ou,s. And blowne ambition dangers; Thofe that grievd ye, I have taken order for i'th earth : thofe fooles That fhall hereafter. K.No more wars my fouldier : K.takes We mull now treat ofpeace fir. and talk Mem Clean. How he talkes, How glorioully. Cat. A goodly timbef'd fellow, Valiant no doubt. Cle, If valour dwell in vaunting; In what a phrafe he fpeakes as if his aflions Could be let of in nothing but a noife, Sure has a drum in'S mouth. Cat. I wonder wenches How he would fpeake to us. Clean. Nothing but Jarum Tell us vvhofe throat he cut, fliew us his fword, Andbleffe it for fure biting. S Lncippe. And t like your Grace, I doe not thinke he knowes us what we are, Or to what end; for I have heard his followers Affirme he never faw a woman that exceeded B The Mad Lover. A Sutlers wife yet, or in execution Old bedrid Beldames without teeth or tongues, ; That would not flie his furie ? how he lookes# Clean. This way devoutly. Cal Sure his Lordflhip!s viewing *{ Our Fortifications. , \ .*• I ^ • Qff "f ' Lucip. If he mount at me, --- I may chance choake his Battery. Cal. Still his eye " j Keeps quarter this way,: Venus grant his valour Be not in love. Clean. If he be, prefentJy Expect aHerraldanda Trompetwith ye To bid ye render; vve two Perdu's pay for't elfe. King. Pie leave ye to my filler, and thefe Ladies To make your welcome fuller: my good fpuldier We mull now turne your llernnefle into Courtfhip When ye have done there; to your fair repofe fir: Florijh. I know you need it Memnou welcome gentlemen. L»c/.Novy he begins to march :Madam the FWsy ours, Keep your ground fure; 'tis for your fpurrs. Mem. O Vems. He kneeles amaCd.and Cal. How he Hares on me. forgets to [peaks. Clean. Knight him Madam, knight him He will grow tooth' ground els. Ewmenes. Speake fir, 'tis the Princefle. i Capt. Ye foame your felfe, fpeaketoher Cal. Rife and lpeake fir. Ye are welcome to the Court, to me,to all fir, Lucip. Is he not deafe ? The Gentleman's not well. Earnest. Fie noble Generall, Lucip.Give him frefh aire his colour goes,how do ye? The Princefle will be glad fir. Mem. Peace, and heare me. Clean. Command a filence there.: I g 4 - - t ~ # * Mem. 1 love thee Lady. Cal. I thank your Lordfhip heartily : proceed fir. Lucip. Lord how it lluck in's ftomack like a lurfet. Clean, 11 breaks apace now from him,God be thanked, What a fine fpoken man he is. Lucip. A choice one of lingular variety in carriage. Clean. Yes and I warrant you he knows his dillance. Mem. With all my heart I lovethee. Cal. A hearty gentleman, And I were eene an arrand beafl, my Lord But I lov'd you againe. Mem. Good Lady kilTe me. Clean.I marry, Mars,there thou cam'ft clofe up to her. Cal. Kifs you at firft my Lord,'tis no faire fafoion, Our lips are like Rofe buds,blowne with mens breaths, They Ioole both fap and favour; there's my hand fir. Eumen. Fie, fie, my Lord, this is too rude. Mem. Unhand me, I Confume me if I hurt her; good fvveet Lady | Let me but looke upon thee. j Cal. Doe. Mem. Yet. Cal. Well fir. Take your full view. Lucip. Blefle your eyes fir. Cal. Mercie, ; x Is this the man they talkt of for a foulcjier, So abfolute and Excellent: O the Gods, If I were given to that vanitie j Of making fport with men for ignorance, What a moll precious fubjeil had I purchas'd ? Speakefor him gentlemen : fome one that knoweS, "What the man ailes ; andean lpeakefenfe. Clean. Sure Madam, This fellow has beenS rare Harefnder See how his ejfes are fef. Cal. Some One goe with me, I'le fend him fomething for his head, poore gentleman, Is troubled with the daggers. Lucip. Keep him darke, He will run March madeJfc, the fumes of Battell's Alfcend into his hr aines, Clean. Clap to his feet I An old Drum head, to draw the thunder downward. Cal. Look to him gentlemen:farwell,Lord I am forty We cannot kifle at this time, but helieve it '' Wee'le find an houre for all •' G od keep my children, From being fuch fvveet Spuldiers j Softly wenches, 1 Left we difturbe his dreame. Sxit Colts & Ladies, Eumen. Why this is Monftrous. 1 Capt. A ftrange forgetfulnefle, yet ftill he holds it. 2 Capt. Though he ne're faw a woman of great fefhion Before this day, yet my thinks 'tis poftible He might imagine what they are, and whac Belongs unto 'em; meere report of others. Eumen.Pith,his head had other whimfieslnYmy Lord, Death I think y'areflrookdumb;my good LordGenerall x Capt. Sir. Mem. That I doe love ye Madam; and fo love ye An'c like your grace. a Cap. He has bin ftudying this fpeech. Eumen. Who doe ye lpeake to fir. Mem. Why where's the Lady The woman the faire woman, i Cap. Who? Mem. The Princefle, Give me the Princefle. Eumen. Give yee counfell rather To ufe her like a Princefle: Fy my Lord, How have you borne your felfe, how nakedly Laid your foule open: and your ignorance To be a fport to all; report and Honour; Drew her to doe you favours, and you bluntly, Without confideration what, or how fhe was Neither collefling reafon, nor dillinftion. Mem* Why. what did I my mailers? Eumen. Al} that fhewes A man unhandfome, undigested done. CMem. Did not I knee le unto her? Eumen. Dumbe and fenflefle, As though ye had bin cut out for your fathers tornbe, Or lluck a land-marke; when fhe fpoke unto you, Being the excellence of all our Ifland, Ye ftar'd upon her, as ye had feene a monfter Mem. Was I fo foolifh ; I confefle Eumenet, I never faw before fo brave an outfide Bur did I kneele fo long Eumen. Till they' langht at ye, And when you fpoke, I am afbam'd to tell ye What 'twas my Lord; how farre from order; Blefle me, is't poflible the wild noife of a warre And what fhe only teaches fhould poflefle ye, Knowledge to treat with her, and foil diferetion Being at flood ftill in ye, and in peace. And manly converfation fmooch and civil!, Where gracefulnefle and glory twyn together Thruft Lover Lover 5°he Mad Layer Cal. He wiJI thmke thefe three yeares Ere he prove fuch an afle, I lik'r his offer There was no other way to put him of elsi Mem. I will doe it Ladie expert my heart Cal. I doe Sir : Mem.Love it and fo I leave ye. Ex. C/f .'Either he is ftarke mad Or els I thinke he meanes it Cat. He mult be ftarke mad Or he will never doe it, 'tis vaine glory And want of judgement that provokes this In him Sleepe and focietie cures all his heart No no good Gentleman ther's mote belongs too't Hearts are at higher prizes, lets goe in And there examine him a li ttle better. Shut all the doores behind for feare he follow I hope I have loft a lover, and am glad one. Exit Finis Alius Prims. A Bus Secundus. Sc > Mem. Short Siphax, A merchant does it to fpia? potts of ale St. I woo'd fwim in armour Mem. Short ftill: apoore Jade Laden will take a ftreame and rtem it llrongly To leap a Mare 0 } I 9 J * * 1 * r # SL The plague I durft Mem. Still fborter He cure it with an Onyon St. Surtetts Mem. Short flill They are oftenPhyficks for our healths and help us. Si. I woo'd ftand a breach M*w. Thine honour bids thee Souldier 'Tis fhameto find a fecond caufe Si. I durft Sir Figh t with the felleft Mopfter Mem. That s the pooreft, Man was ordained their Mafter;durft ye die Sir? Si. How ? die my lord I Mem. Die Siphax: take chy fivord And come by that doore to heather's a prize To buy a luftie love at Si.l am well content Sir To proove no purchafer , Mem. Away thou world worme, Thou win a matchles beautie? Si. 'Tis to Joof't Sir for being dead wher's the reward Ireach ar3 The love I labour for ? Mem. There it begins foole l hou art meerly cozend; for the loves wee now know Are but the heats of half an houre ; and hated Pefires ftir'd up by nature to increafe her ^cking of one another to a iuft ; Courfe and bafe appetites earths meere inheritcurs And heires ofldlenes and blood ; Pure Love v atthat thefouleaffe«5isand cannotpurchafe Vvi-'e -^e's ^en our fiefh.that love Sir vnich is the price ofhonour dwells not here, 0"r Ladies eyes are lampleffe to that vertue, hat beautie fmiles not on a cheeke wafht over, fents the fvveets of Ambers; below, Siphax Vv^ Us,'n ocher Word,Eliz,ium, ^ her's no more dying, no defpairing,mourning, here alldefires are full, deferts downe loden, ere Siphav, there, where loves are ever living, '• V Vhy dee we love in this World then ? Mem.T o prefer ve it, The maker J oft his worke els: but marke Siphax, What iflites that love beares. , Si. Why Children Sir; . ■ ' ■ - I never heard him calke^thusthus divinelje And fenfible before Mtm. It does {o-.Siphax, Things like our felves, as-fenfuaU vaine unvente^ Bubles and breath of ayres, got with an itching As blifters are; and bred, a:smuch corruption ('em Flovves front their lives, forrow conceives and fhapes And oftentimes the deaths of thofe we love moft The breeders bring them to'the World to'curfe 'cm, Crying they weepe amongft Us like young Catts, Cares and continual! croftes keeping with em, They make time old to tend them and experience An affe they alter fo; they grow and goodlie 'Ere we can turne our thoughts, like dropps ofwa^r They fall into the maine, and knevvne no more; This is the love of this world: I muft tell thee For thou art underftanding I Si. What you pleafe Sir Mem. And as afaithfull man Nay I dare truft thee I love the Princeffe Si. There 'tis that has fired him I knew he.had fome infpiration But does fhe know it Sir? Mem. Yes marry does fhe I have given my heart unto her I Si. If ye love her 1 Mem. Nay underftand me, my heart taken from me Out of my body man and fo brought to her I How lik ft thou that braue offer ? ther's the l°ve I told thee of; and after death the living; She muft in juftice, come boye, ha ? Si. Your heart Sir ? I ^0 | iMem. Lfo by all meanes Siphax I Si. He loves roft well | That eates the fpitc Mem. And fince thou art come thus fitlie He doe it prefentlie and thou fhall carrie ic For thou canft tell a ftorie and difcribe it ^ 9 And I coniure thee Siphax by thy gentrie Next by the glorious battells we have fought in By all the dangers, wounds, heats, colds, dittrefles, Thy love next and obedience, nay thy life I Si. But one thing fir ft Sir, if fhe pieas'd to grant it Could ye not love her here and live, confider I Mem. Ha ? yes I thinke I could I Si. 'Twoul'd be far neerer I Befides the fvveets here, would induce the laft love j Andlxnckitin I Mem. Thou fayeft right but our ranckes heere And bloods are barrs between us,fhe muft ftand off top | As I perceive fhe does | Si. Defert and dutie Makes even all Sir Mem. Then the King, though I [ Have merited as much as man can; muft not let her, j So many Princes covetous of beautie ; I woo'd with all my heart but 'tisimpoffible I Si. Why fay fhe marry after | Mem. No fhe dare not j The C ods dare not doe ill: come Si. Doeyoumeaneit Mem. Lend me thy laife, and helpe me of - Mad Lover The Mad Lover. t I ) a Chi. lie have thee to him, Thou haft a fine wit, fine foole, and canft play rarely Hele hug thee, boy, and Broke thee, Foole. I ie to the ftockes fir/1, 'Ere I be Broke thus. S trem. But how came he Chilax ? Chi. I kno vv not that, Strem. He to him ChiJAe loves thee well, And much delights to here thee fing; much taken He has bin with thy battell fongs. Strem. If Mufique, Can find his marines; ile fo fiddle him, That out it fhall by'th /houlders, Chi. M y fine fidler, (fp or t He/e firke you and ye take not heed too: t'vvill ]be rare To fee his owne trade triumph over him j His Lute lac'd to his head, for creeping hedges• For mony ther's none llirring; try good Stremon Now what your filver found can doe j our voices Are but vaine Ecchoes, •• Strem. Something fhall be done Shall make him under/land all; lets to'th Taverne, I have fomeiew Crownes left yet : my whiffle, wet once Ile pipe him fuch a Paven - Chi. Hold thy head up, I e cure it with a quart of wine; Come Coxcombe, Come boye take heed of napkins. Foole.Y ouVd no more adting? Chi. No more Chicken; Foole. Goe then. s Exeunt omnes. # • ^ "\ >ax at one D ore, at another. ^1^ 0 4. Sir. God five you firjpray how might 1 fee the Princefs Cent. Why very fitly fir, fhees even now ready, To vva ke out this way into'th parke; ftand there, Ye cannot miffe her fights fir, Siphax. I much thanke ye. Gentleman \ ft Enter Calis Lucippe, C leant he. i ^ 0i 0* ' > w ^ J A A C*l. Lets have a care, for ile allure ye wenches I vvood not meet him willingly agen; • \ ; F°r though I doe not feare him,yet his fafoion. * vvood not be acquainted much wit'h. Oe**. Gentle Ladie, Ye need net. feare, the walkes are viewed and emptie, Buttny thinkes Madam this kind heart ot his — Lucip, Is flow a coming, . Sr. Keepe me ye bleft Angells, What killing power is this ? r* YVhy doft thou iooke for't ? off thinke he fpoke i n earneft? Encip, My thinkes Madam, A Gentleman fhould keepe his word; and to a Ladie A jla die cfyour excellencies; G*/. Out foole/ Send me his heart ? what fhould we doe wo't ? dance it ? . Eucip. Drie it and drinke it for the wormes# « ) • '• . Cutis, whole that? What man Bands there? Clean. VVhere? Col. There. Clean. A Gentleman, Which I befeech your grace to honour fo much, As know him for your /crvants brother. Col. Sifhax} (here? Clean. The fafne an't plea eycur grace; what dees he Upon what bufines and I ignorant? (Siphax Col. Hee's grovvne a handlctre Gentleman ; good Yar wel-come from the vvarres ; woo'dye with us Br ? Pray fpeake your will •• a blufhes, be not fearelit 1, I can a/fure ye lor youf^Silfers fake fir, Ther's my hand on it. Clean. D oe you heare Sir? 1 Cat. Sure thefe Souldiers, Are all growne fenfeles, Clean. Doe ye know where ye are fir? Calis. Tongue-tyde, He lookes not well too, by my life, I thinke; Clean. Speake, for fliame Ipeake. Lncif. A man vvoo'd fpeake — Cal. Thefe Souldiers, Are all dumb Saints: Confider and take time fir, Lets forward wenches come his pallats dovvne. Lucip.Dare thefe men charge it'h face of fire and bullets? And hang there heads downe at a handfome Woman? Printejje ood mailer Mars that Clean. Fyebeaft, No more my brother. Siph. Sifier, honoured Sifler, CAvjtf.Difhonoured fbo 1c, Si. I doe confefle, C le. Fye on thee, Si. But Bay till I deliver* Cle. Let me goe, n * I am a (name to owne tne'e, Si. Fare ye well then, Ye mullnerefeeme more, Clean. Why Bay deare Siphax, My angers pall; I will heare ye Ipeake Si. O Sifter, Clean. Out with it Man, Si. O I have drunke my mifchiefe, Cle. Ha ? what ? Si. My deft ruction. In at mine eyes I have drunke it;0 the Princefs, The rare fweet Princefs 1 Clean. How foole ? the rare Princefs ? Was it the Princefs that thou fed'fl? Si. The Princefs, Clean. Thou doefl not love her fure, thou darfl not. Si. Yes by heaven, Clean. Yes by Heaven ? I know thou darft not, The Princefs? 'tis thy life the knowledge ofit, Prefumption that will draw into it all thy kinred, And leave 'em flaves and fuccourles;the Princefs? Why {hee's a facred thing to fee and worlhip, Fixt from us as the Sun is high and glorious, To be ador'd not doated on; defire things pofltble Thou foolifh young man, nourifh not a hope, Will haile thy heart out. Si. 'Tis my deflinie, And I know both difgrace and death will quit it, C * • I f This gold was well got for my old tuff Souldier Now I fhall be his fvveet agen; vvhac bufines Is this fhe has a foote ? foroe luftie lover Beyond her line, the young wench would faine piddle A little to revive her;muit be thought of, Tis even fo; (he muft haveit; but how by ti?y meanes A devill can (Tie drive-it ? I that wait ftill Belore the Goddelfe giving Oracle How can I profit her ? 'tis her ovvnepro jed, | And it Hie call it falfe her owne fault be i t. Sxtt. Priefi. Enter Polidor iumenes Captains, Stretuon. To/. Why this is utter madne? Eumen. Thus it is Sir Vol. Only the Prineeffe fight ? 1. Cap. All we cap judge at; Volt. This muftbeloo'kt to timflie. Yes and wifelie; O Vol. He do's pot offer at his life Eumen. not yet fir That we can heare of Pol. Noble Gentlemen; Let me entreat your watches over him, Ye cannot doe a worthier wpike. 2. Capi We came Sir Provided for that fervice ? Vol. Where is Chil**■? St rem. A little bufie Sir? Pol. Is the foole and boye here* Strem. They are Sir, Enter Memtion. Vol. Let 'em be flill fojand as they find his humors Burnett. Now ye may behold him P ol. Stand clofe and vvorke no noyfe j By his eyes povy, Gentlemen, I guelfe him full of anger Eumen. B e not feene there Mem. The houre's pait long agoe,hees falfe and fearefoll, Coward goe with thy eatine foule, thou cur dog. Thou cold clod,wilde fire warme thee.mopftrous fearful I know the Have fhakes but to thinke on't* Vol. Whofe that ? B.umn. J know pot Sir. Mem. But I fiiall catch yee rafcall, | Your mangie foule is not immortall here .Sir, j Ye mull die, and wejnuft meet;we mult, maggot, Be lure we mult, for not a nooke of hell, Not the molt horrid pit fihall harbour thee. The Devills taiie fhall hide thee, but ile have thee, And how ile ufe thee, whips and firebrands Tolling thy taale againft a flame of wilde fire, And balling it with brimftone,fhall be nothing, Nothing at all; ile teach ye to be treacherous; Was never flave fo Iwing'd finee hell was bell As I will fwinee thv Haves foule: and be fore on'ts. Ifirbe knovvne Clean. Purfue it not then Sypbax Get thee good wholefome thoughts may nourifii thee Goe home and pray Sy. I cannot Clean. 5Jefep then Sypbax. And dreame awaythy doting. * Sy. f rrfuft have hefo, t Or you no more your brother ; worke Cleymt he, yvocke, and worke fpeedilie, or I fhall die wench. Clean. Dye thgit, J dare forget jpfarevygU Syp. Farevveloiiler. ^ Farewell for ever, fee me bferi ed. f 1 ■ 4 VA % . .< • » » Clean.Stay. 0 . Pray ftay ? hee's all my brothers : tfo way Siphax i No other Woman, Sy. None, none, fhee or fincking. Clean. Goe and hope welfmy lite ile venture for thee And all my art, a Woman may worke miracles j Nomore,pray heartily againft my foitunes, For much I feare a miipe one. Sypbax. I fhall doe it. Eaeeunt Finis Aft us Secttndi, r A Bus Tertius. Sc&na Prima,. m # f > % • V Enter 4 Eriefl offenus and a Boye. Pr. Find him by any meanes j and good child tell him He has forgot his" old friend, give him this. And fay this night without excufe or bufines As ever he may find a friend,come to me, He knovves the way and how, begon. Boy. Igallop. Exit Bop. Clean. 1 have bin looking you; Tr. The faire Cleantbe} VVhatmay your bufines be? Clean. O holy Mother Such bufines of luch ftrange waite, now or never# As ye have loved mc, as ye doe or may doe, When I fhall find a ht time. Pr. If by my meanes Your bufines may be fitted; ye know me, And how I am tyed unto you; be bold daughter To build your belt hopes, Clean. O but 'tis a ftrange one Stuck with as many dangers- Pr. Ther's the working, Small things performe themlelves and giv-e no pleafuresj Be confident through death ile ferve. £leanHere. - Fr.Fye no corruption Clean. Take it;'tis yours, Be not fo fpiced, 'tis good gold And goodnes is no gall to'th confidence, I know you ha.ve wayes to vent it: ye may. hold it' Pr. Ile keep it for ye ; when? Clean. Tomorrow morning Ile vifit ye agen; and vvhenoccafi on Offers it felfo- ioacil £ g'sotl Pr. In fir ud'me, and have at ye ^ Clean. Farewell till then ; be lure. Pr. As your owne thoughts, Ladie. Clean, 'Tis a maine vvorke and foil of feare. Pr. Fooles only ( Exit Cie Make their effeds feeme fearefulf: farewell daughter. As I will fwinge thy Haves foule: at Vol. Is this imagination, or fome circumftancC For 'tis excreame ftrange. f- Eumen. So is all he does Sir fSwrg Mem, Till then ile leave ye? whofe there ? wheres D emagorat. fcnter Surg ion. Dem.My Lord, Mem-. Bring the Surgeon. And waite you too. Enter Surgeon* Voli. What wood ye with a Surgeon Eume. Things muftring in his head : pray marke Mem. Comehither, The £\d'ad Lo'ver. 11 \ \ Have you brought your Indruments Sur. They are within Sir, Put to the doores a wane tnere j ye can inc To a haires bredth without defacing; Stir. Yeslir. . Mem. And take out fairely from the flelh ; Sttr. The lead thing. Mem. Well, come hither then; take oft my doub For looke ye Surgion, I mud have ye cut My Heart out here, and handibmly : Nay, dare not, Nor doe not dart; Tie cut your throat elfe Surgeon, C ome fvveare to doe i t. Surg. Good fir—■ Mem. Sirra, hold him, _ Tie have but one blow at his head. Sttr. I'le doe it, ^ ^ — — J Why what fhould we doe li ving after you fir ; Wee'le die before if yee pleafe. Mem. No, No. Surg. LivingPlian M > 'S> Is there ne're a Cat hole where I may creep through ? Woo'd I were in the Indies. Mem. Sweare then, and after my death prefently To kill youB ielves and follow, as ye are honed, As ye have faiths and loves tome. Dema. Wee'l doe it. Eumen. Pray doe not dir yet, we are neare enough To run between all dangers. Mem. Here I am fir; Come looke upon me, view the bed way boldly, Feare nothing, but cut home; ifyour hand fihake flrra, Or anyway deface my hearti'th' cutting, Make the lead fcratch upon it, but draw it whole, Excellent faire, fhewing at all points, Surgeon, The honour and the valour of the owner, Mixt with the molt immaculate love I fend it, Looke too'c, I'le dice thee to the foule. Sttr. Ne're feare fir, Tie doe it daintily; would I were out once. Mem. I will not have ye fmile firra when ye do it, As though ye cut a Ladies corne; tis fcurvie; Doe me it as thou dod thy praiers, ferioufly. Sttr. I'le doe it in a dump fir. t-Mem. In a dog fir, I'le have no dumps, nor dumplins: fetch ycur tooles, And then I'le tell ye more. Sttr. If I feturne To heare more I'le be hang'd for't. Mem. Quick, quick. 'Dema. Yes fir, (rat. With all the heeles we have, Exeunt Surgeon. Demago- Ettmen. Yet dand. Poli. Hee'ledog it. Eumen. He cannot and we here. A/em. Why when ye rafcalls, Ye dull flaves: will ye come fir ? Surgeon,Serring, Dogleach, fhall I come fetch ye ? Poli. Now i'le to him, God fave ye honour'd brother Mem. My deare Polidor, Welcome from travell, welcome; and how doe ye. Pol. Well fir, would you were fo. Mem. I am, I thanke ye, You are abetter'd man much J the fame dill, An old rude Souldier, fir. Pol. Pray be plaine brother, I 1 Walkes with him. And tell me but the meaning of this vifion, For to me it appeares no more: fo farre From common courfe and reafon. Mem. Thanke thee Fortune, At length I have found the man: the man mud do it, The man in honour bound. Pol. To doe what ? Mem. Harke.for I will blefTe ye with the circumdance Of that weak fhaddovv that appear'd. Pol. Speake on fir. Mem. It is no dorie for all eares. Pol. The Princede. Mem. Peace and heare all: how ; • a # Eumen. Sure 'tis dangerous He darts fo at it, Pol. Your heart, doe ye know fir. Mem. Yes, pray thee be f ofter. Pol. Me to doe it? extern. Only Keferv'd, and dedicated. Pol. For fihame brother Kliovv, what ye are a man* Mem. None of your Athens Good fvveet fir, no Philofophy, thou feel'd not The honourable end,foole. Pol- I am /ure I feele a , | . • The fhame & (corn that follows ;have ye ferv'd thus long The glory of your Country, in your Conaueds, The envy of your neighbours, in your vertues, Rul'd Armies of your ovvne, given Lawes to Nations, Bclov'd and fear'd as far as Fame has travel'd, Call'd themod fortunate and happy Memnon, To loofe all here at home, pooreiy to loofe it, Poorely and pettifhly, ridiculoufly To ding away your fortune ? where's your wifdome ? Where's that you govern'd others by, difcretion? Do's your Rule ladly hold upon your felfe ? fie brother, How areyefalne?getup into your honour The top branch of your bravery, and from thence Looke and lament how little Memnon feemes now. Mem.tiumitis well Ipoxen; but do'd thou think,young The tongues of Angels from my happinefle (lcholler Could turnethe end I aime at ?no :they cannot; This is no booke cafe brother : will ye doe it ? life no more art, I am refoly'd. Pol. Ye may, fir Command me to doe any thing that's honed, And for your noble end : but this it carries. Mem. Ye diall not be fo honour d; liveanAfle dill, And learne to fpell for profit: goe, goe dudie. Eumen. Ye mud not hold him up fo, he is lod then. Mem. Get thee to fchoole agen, and talke of turnips. And find the naturall caule out, why a dog Turnes thrice about e're helydowne: there's learning. Pol. Ccme, I will doe it now; 'tis brave, I find it, And now allow the reafon. Mem. O doe ye fo fir, Doe ye find it currant ? Pol. Yes, yes, excellent. Mem. I told ye. Pol. I was foolifh : I have here too The rared way to find the truth out; hark ye, Ye fhall be rul'd by me. Mem. I will be : but Po. I reach it, If the word fall, have at the word: wee'le both goe But two dayes,and 'tis thus? ha; C 2 Mem.'TwiH 11 2* he Mad Lover. Mem. 'Twill doe well To Pol. Then if not excellent, doe ye conceive it Mem. 'Twill vvorke for certaine Pel. O 'twill tickle her And you fhall know then by a line I like it v.. • But let me not be fool'd againe Pol. Doubt nothing You doe me wrong then, get ye in there privat As I have taught ye; Bafia Mem. Worke ( Exit Memnon.) Pol. I will doe Eumen. Have ye found the caufe Pol. Yes, and the firaingefl, Gentlemen, That ere I heard of, anon ile tell ye; Stremon Be you Rill neere him to affeft his fancie And keepe his thoughts off: Let the Foole and Boy Stay him, they may doe fome pleafure too ; Eitmenet What if he had a wench, an handlome whore brought Rarely drefl up, and taught to Rate it? Enmen. Well Sir Pol. His caufe is meerly heat: and made beleeve It were the Princeffe mad for him, Eumen. I thinke 'Twere not amide, i Cap. And let him kilfe her Pol. What els ? Chi. I am old wench, And talking to an old Man is like a flomacher A bowle ready. It kecpes his blood warme Pr. But; pray tell me Chi. Any thing Pr. Where did the boy meet with ye, at a wench fure, At one end of a wench, a Cup of wine fure Chi . Thou know'fl I am too honeft Priefi. That's your fault And that the Surgeon knowes Chi. Then farewell I will not faileye loone Priefii Ye fhall fiaye Supper I have fworne ye fhall,by this ye fhall Chi. i will wench, But after Supper for an houre, my bufines r Pr, And but an houre Chi. No by this kiffe, that ended I will returne and all night in thine Armes wench (time Pr. No more,ile take your meaning; come 'tis Supj E xem Enter Calisy CleantheJLucippe. Calis. Thou art not well Clean. Your grace fees more a great deale Then I feele ( yet I lye) o brother I Cal. Marke her, 2 Cap. Ile be his bawde ant pleafe you, young and hole- I can allure ye he fhall have Eumen. Faith let him 'Pol. A fhall,I hope 'twill helpe him, walkea little Ile tell you how his cafe Rands, and my projeft In which you muR be mourners, but by allmeanes C fome I Is not the quicknes of her ey confumed, wench r > V Exeunt. Stir not you from him: Stremon. St rem. On our Lives Sir Enter Priefi and Chi tax. Priefi. Oy'ar apretious Man; twodaies intowne And neuer fee your old friend? C hi. Prithe pardon me Pr. And in my confcience if I had not fent Chi. No more I would a come; I muR Pr. I find ye ■ God a mercy want ye never care for me But when your flops are emptie Chi. Nerefeare that wench The livelye red and white? Lucip. Nay fhe is much alter'd That on my underflanding, all her fleep's Ladie Which were as found and fweet Cle. Pray doe not force me Good Madam where I am not, to be ill, Conceit's a double ficknes; oil my faith your highnes Is meere miflaken in me A Dead March with C*l. I am glad on't ofSDrum and Saghtti Yet this I have ever noted when thou wall thus It Rill forerun fome flrange event: my SiRer Died when thouwafl thus lafl: harke harkeho, What mournefull noyfe is this comes creeping forward Still it growes neerer,neerer, do ye heare it ? Enter Polidor and Caft dines. Eumtnes mourning, Lucip. It feetnes fome Souldiers funer all Tee it enters Cal. What may it meane ? Shall find good currant coyne Rill; is this the old houfe ? Pol. The Gods keep ye faire £*/«• Pr. Have ye forgot it ? £hi. And the dore Rill (landing That goes into the Temple ? Pr. Still, Chi. The Robes to, That I was wount to fhift in here? Cal. This man can fpeake,and well;a Rands and views ci Woo'd I were nere worfe look't upon: how humbly His eyes are caR now to the earth'pray marke him And marke how rarely he has ranckt his troubles: See now a weepes, they all weep; a fweeter forrovv I never look't upon, nor one that braver (through? I Became his griefe; your will with us. Chi. O ye tuff rogue what troubles have I trotted | I V. Great Ladie V lucfy cut the Excellent beauty Pr. AH here Rill What feares and frights, every poore moufe amonfler That I heard Rir and every flick I trod on A fharp Ring to my confcience Pr. Las poore confcience, Chi. A nd all to liquor thy old bootes wench Pr. Out beaR I Chi. To new carine thy carkas, that's the truth on't Hew does thy keele ? does it need nayling ? a tother | When all thy linnen's up: and a more yare ? Rr.FyeFyeSir Chi. Nere Rem'd the flraights J I Pr. How you talke? > Cal. He fpeakes handfomelie What a rare rhetorician his greifplaies, That flop was admirable . Pol. See fee thou Princeffe Thou great commander of all hearts Cal. I have found it, Oh how my foule fhakes: Pol. See,fee the noble hart Of him that was the noblefl: fee and glory , Like the proud God himfelfe in what thou hafl purchas o Behold the heart of Memnon: does it Rart ye? Pali Mad Lover I trouble ye, A Cal. Good gods, what has his wiidenes done ? Pel. Looke boldiie You boJdiie fed,you durft looke wretched woman, Nay flie not back faire follie, 'tis too 1 ate now Vertue and blooming honour bleed to death here, Take it the Legacie cf Love bequeath'dye, Ofcruell Love a cruell Legacie; What was the will that wrought it ?then can ye weepe ? Imbalme it in your cruefl teares? If Women can weepe a truth,, or ever forrow funck yet Into the foule of your fex, for 'ti s a Jewell The VVorl Is worth cannot weigh downe, (Torrowes TakeitLadie; And with it all (I dare not curfe J my And may they turne to Serpents. Eumcn. How fhe lookes Still upon him : fee now a teare fteales from her 2. C*p. But Hill fhe keepes her ey firme Tel. Next read this, But imce I fee your lpirit lomewhat troubled He doe i t lor ye 2. Copt. Still (he eyes him mainlie . w •• U* Jl ej v % -J Goe happy heart for thou (halt ly Intombd in her for whom 1 dy \ Ex ample of her cruelty. # l Tell her if [he chance to chide Mifor jlownestn her pride That it vpas for her / died. m ► I i M • 4 % ^ 1 | « / •» ' V If at earc efcape her eye Tis not for my memory But thy rights of obfequy : The Altar was my loving breft My heart the facrifeed beafi jind / was my felfe the Preifi Your body was the facredjhrine Your cruell mind the power divine V leas d with hearts of men not kin? i * *J\ Eamen, Now it poures downe Pol. I like itrarelie Ladie tumen. How greedily fhe fivallowes up his language ? 2. Cap. Her eye inhabits on him Pol. Cruell Ladie, Great as your beautie fcornefull; had your power But equall poife on all hearts ; all hearts perifh't; But Cupid has more fhafts then one more flames too And now he mutt be open ey'd, 'tis Juftice: Live to injoye your longing; live and laugh at The lofles and the miferies we fuflfer; Live to be fpoken when your crueltie Has cut of all the vertue from this Kingdome Turned honour into earth,and faithfull fervice Cal. I fweare his angers excellent Pel. Truth and mott tried love *mo difdaine and dowiiefall, T alis. Still more pleafing, Pel. Live then I fay famous for civill flaughters, Live and lay out your triumphs.guild your glories Live and be fpoken this is fhe, this Ladie This goodly Ladie, yet mott killing beautie; This with the tvyo edg'd eyes, the heart for hardnes Out doing rookes j and coldnes,rockes of Chriflall This with the fwelling foule , more coyeof Courtfhip Then the proud lea is when the fhores embrace hirn Live till the mothers find ye; read your ftory And fowe their barren curies on your beauty, Till thole that have enjoy'd their loves defpile ye, Till Virgins pray againtt ye, old age find ye And even as wafted coales glow in their dying So may the Gods reward ye in your afhes:. , But y'ar the Sifter of my King; more prophefies Els I fhould utter of ye true loves and loyall Bleffe themlelves ever from ye: fo I leave ye CW/'/.Prithee be angry ftill young mamgood faire Sir Chide me againe,what woo,d this man doe pleas'd, That in his paffions can bewitch foules ftay, Bumen. Upon my life flie loves him Calls. Pray ftay Po. No I f Cal. I doe command ye Po . No, ye cannot Ladie I have a fpeil againft yee, Faith and Reafon, Yee are to weak to reach me:I have a heart too t But not for hawkes meat,Ladie Cal. Even for Charity Leave me not thus aflicled:you Can teach me Pe. How can you Preach that Chantie to others That in your owne foule are an • thieft • • 9 i. • ■ i _ J . _ i f v* tr The Gods be good unto ye Cal. Amen# She Smunes Zncip. Ladie, Cle.O royall Madam,Gentlemen for heav'n fake, They A?.Give her frefli air fliecomes agaimaway firs come And here ftand clof: till we perceive the working hatkj Eumen. Ye have undone all Pol. So I feare 2. C*p.She loves ye Enmen. And then all hopes loft this way Pel. Peace (he riles J • % § Clean. Now for my purpofe Fortune Colts. VVher's the Gentleman Lttcip. Gone Madam C*l. Why gone ? Lucip. Has dilparch't his bufines Cal. A came to Ipeake with me A did, Clean. A did not Cal. For I had many queftions Lucip. Onmy Faith Madam, he Talk't a great while to ye Cal. Thou conceiv'ftnot. He talk't not as he fhould doe jo my heart Away with that fad fightjdidft thou ere leve me Lucip. Why doe you make that queftion ? Cal. If thou didft Run, run wench, run : nay fee how thou ftir'ft Lucip. Whither? Cal. If 'twer for any thing to pleafe thy felfe Thou wood'ft run to'th devill: but I am grovvrie Clean. Fie Ladie Cal. I afke ncne of your fortunes, nor your loves None of your bent defires I flack, ye are not In love with all men, are ye ? one for fliame You will leave your honour'd miftris?why doe ye flare What is that ye fee about mee, tell me; Lord what am I become ? I am not wilde fure, Heaven keepe that from me: o Cleanthe help me «+ w The Mad Lover. Or I am funcke to death (gainflyee Cle. Ye have offended and mightily, love is incenfl a- And therefore take my Councell, to the TempJe For that's the fpeedieft phyfick : before the Goddefle Give your repentant prayers : aske her vviil And from the Oracle attend your fentence She is milde and mercifull Women. Calit. I will: o Venut Even as thou Iov'ft thy felfe Clean. Now for my fortune Pol. What fhall I doe ? i. Cap. Why make your felfe Po. I dare not No Gentlemen I dare not be a villaine Though her bright beauty would entice an Angell I will to'th King my laft hope : get him a Woman As we before concluded •• and as ye paffe Give out the Spartans are in armes• and terrible And let lome letters to that end be fain'd too And lent to you, forrie Poets too. to the Generall And let me worke: be nere him fli 11, Eumen. We will Sir Pol Farvvell: and pray for all: what 'ere I will ye Doe it and hope a faire end Pr. Alas Daughter, What would ye have me doe ? Chi. Hold off ye old whore; Ther's more gold comming ■ alls mine all, Cle. Doe ye Ihrink now, Did ye not promise faithfully and told me Through any danger? Pr. Any I can wade through Cle. Ye fhalj.and eafilie.the fin not feene neither Exeunt Calls and j Heres for a better ftole and a new vaiie mother Come ye fhall be my friend : if all hit Chi. Hang me He make ye richer then the Goddefle. Pr. Say then I am yours, what mull I doe: Cle. I'th morning But very early, wiil the Prineefle vifit The Temple of the Goddefle, being troubled With ftrange things thatdiflrafl herefrom the (Being flrongly too in love) fhe will demand The Goddefle pleafure, and a Man to cure her, That Oracle you give: defcribe my Brother You know him perfectly. Pr. I have feene him often Eumen. fhe Gods fpeed ye. Exeunt. (with Enter Stremon Foole, Boy, and Servants. Servant. He lies quiet Strem. Let him lye, and as I told ye Make ready for this fihew : h'as divers times Been calling upon Orpheut to appeare Andfhew the joyesrnow I wilbe that Orpheut And as I play and fing iike beads and trees I woo d have you fliapt and enter: thou a Dog foole, I have lent about your lutes : the Boy a bull), An Afle you, you a Lion Foole. I a dog ? kJ v i He / .t you for a Dog. Bow wow Strem. 'Tis excellent Steafejn and make no noife Foole. Bow wow Strem. Away rogue. Exeunt, Snter Prieft and Cbilax. Prieft. Good fweec friend be not long Chi. Thou think'ft each houre ten Till I be ferreting Pr. You know I love ye Chi,1 will not be above an houre;let tby robe be readie And the doore be kept Pr. Who knocks there ? Yet more buiines ? Knock? Cleanthe knocks within. Enter Cleanthe. Chi. Have ye more penfioners, the Prineefle woman ? Nay then ile flay a little, what games a foo&e now? Clean. Now is the time J Chi. a rancke bawde by this hand too She grinds a both fides: hey boyes Prieft. How , your brother Siphax ? Loves he the Prineefle? ' 1 lb • . Cle. Deadlie, and you know He is a Gent eman defcendednoblie. Chi. But a rancTc knave as ever pift - C/r. rfoid Mother n :'t z # Heres more gold and fome Jewells . Heres no villany I am glad I came to'th hearing Cle. And charge her take the next man fhe fhall meet When fhe comes out; you underftand me Pr. Well. Cle. Which fhalbehe attending; this is all And eafily without fufpition ended, Nor none dare difobey, 'tis Heaven that does it, And who dares crofle it then, or once fufpeit it ? The venture is molt eafie. Pr. I will doe it Clean. As ye fhall profper Pr. As I fhall profper. Cle. Take this too,and farewell; but firft harke hither Chi. What a young whores this to betray her miftris ? A thoufand Cuckolds fhall that husband be, That marries thee, thou art fo mifchievous. Ile put a Ipoke among your wheeles Clean. Be conflant Pr. 'Tis done Chi. Ile doe no more at drop fhot then Exit Chilax, Pr. Farewell wench. Exeunt Vriefi and Cleantht Finis Alius Tertii. A Bus Quartus. S c&na Prima. Enter a Servant and R. Bax, and Stremon at the doore. Servant. A ftirs a ftirs Strem. Let him, I am ready for him, He fhall not this day perifh, ifhis paflions May bee fed with Mufick; are they ready Enter Memnon. Ser. All,all : fee where he comes Strem. lie be flraight for him. Exit Stremon Enter Eumenes and Cap tat net. Ser• How fad he laokes and luflen. Stand cleft' Here are the Captaines: my feares paft now. Mem. Put cafe i'th other world She doe not love me neither: I am old 'tis certaine Eumen. His fpirit is a little quieter. Mem My blood loll and my iimbes rtif; my embraces Like like the cold ftubborne barkes shoarie and heaties My words worfe: my fame only and atcheivements Which,-are'tnydlrength, my blood, my youth, my fafttion Muft vvoe her, win her, wed her; that's but wind, And Women are not brought to bed with fhadovves : I doe her wrong, much wrong; fhe isydung and bleifed, Sweet as the fpring, and as his bloifomes tender, And I a nipping north wind, my head hung With hailes, and fro/lie Ificles: are the fioules fo too When they depart hence, lame and old, and love ies? Nofure, 'tis ever youth there ;Time and Death Follow our flefh ho more: and that forc'd opinion That Spirits have no fexes, I beleive not Enter Stremen like Orpheus. There muft he love, there is love ? what art thou; I • / V- ' f C SONG. Stre.Orpheut, lam come from the deep's below, To thee fond man the plagues of love to fbow : To the ftirefields where loves eternall dwell Ther's none that tome, but fir(I they paffe through hell: tumehMtiW&'ill he fitts:I hope this Song has feded hm? 1. Cap. He bites his lipp, aiid to wits his fierce eyes yet I feare for all this - ft . 2, Cap. Stremonftill apply to him; fvinely Strem. Give me more roome then, ifweetlie ftrike di- Such ftraines and old earth moves at J Or. The power I have over both Beaft and plant,.. , Thou man alone feelft mi ferable want Mufc. Strike your rare Spirits that attend my will, And loole your favage wildnefte by my skill. Enter a Maske of Beafts. This Lion was a man of Warre that died, As thou vvouldft doe to guild her Ladies pride This Dog a foole that hung himfelfe for love; This Ape with daily hugging of a glove, Forgot to eat and died. This goodly ttee, An ufher that dill grew before his Ladie, Wither'd at roote. This, for he could not Vvcoe, A grumbling Lawyer: This pyed Bird a page, That melted out becaufe he wanted age. J Still th'efe lye houling on thelligian Ihore, I O love ho mote, o love no more. , H X. ' f V' i f I Exit Mefnnon. I Etmen. He fteales off lilently, as though he would 1 teep, J No more but all be nere him, feed his fancie | GoodStrcmon ftill; this may lock up his follie, I Yet Heiven knowes I muft feare him ,-avvay foftly, I f Exeunt CdpidiSts, I Foole, Did I not doe molt doggedly? I Strem. Moll rarelie? # ^ [ Foole. Hee's a brave man' when fhall We dog agen; | Boy. Unty me firft for Gods lake, (honny Stitshpp J Foole.Helpe the Boye; hee's irr a wood poore childhood 1 Lets have a beare baiting; ye fhall lee me play I The rareft for a fingle Dog : at head all; I And if I doe not win immortall glorie, J Play, Dog, play Devil!. J Strem. Peace for this time, Foole• Prithee. ^ m Aw k k Lets fing him a blacke Santis, then lets all howle, In our owns beaftly voices; tree keeps your time, llntye there; bovy,vvovv,wow. Strem. A way ye Alfe, away, , .., j Foole. Why let us doe fomething, I To fatisfie the Gentleman, hee's mad; ,> A Gentleman like humour and in falhion, And muft have men as mad about him. - Strem. Peace And come in quicklie, 'tis ten to one els j Heel find a ftaflfe to beat a dog; no more words, - , He get ye all imployment; fofc, foft, in all, Sxtufst. , Enter Chit ass and Cloe„ ^ f f % ' j Chi. When cameft thou over wench ? Clo. But now this evening; And have bin ever fince looking out Siphax, Ith' warres he would have lookt me: lureh2s gotten I Some other Miftris. . ' Chi. A thcufand wench, a thosfand ThcV e thole loses never. atne tiarkjoow theygraone that dyed dej O take heed then : Harkjsow they houlefor over daring All theft were men. They that befooled and dye for fasm They loo ft their ntsne, And they that bleed Harks how they Cveed, 7" he Mad Loner. — —^^T : —, " - They are as common here as Carerpillers Amo ig the corne, they eat up all the Souldi'crs, Qo. Are they fo hungry ? yet by their leave £hilax, lie nave a fhatch too. . * ^ 1 \ \ m % Chi. Deft thou love him ftili vv.ench ? Clo. Why (hould I not ? he had my Maiden head And a [J my youth. Chi. Thou art come the happieft In the mod blefled timey fvy e'et wench the fitted, If thou daril make thy fortune : by this light. Cloc And JoLekifs thee : and if thou wilt but let me, For 'tiswell worth a kindnes. Clo. What (hood I Jet ye? Chi. Enjoye thy nuniken Clo. Thou art fiilfold Chilax. Chi. Still (iiil and ever fhalbe : if, I fay, (wench Thou wo't firike thedroke : I cannot doe much barme Clo. Nfor much good Chi. Siphax fhaJi be thy Husband, Thy very tiusband wnan, thy toole,thy Cuckold, Or what thou wilt make him : I am over joy'd, Ravifht cieane ravifht with this fortune ; kifs me, Or I ihail lc ofe my feJf, Clo. My Husband led ye^ Chi. Sed I ?and will lay C^oe * nay afK^ doe if And doe it home to; Peg thee as eioje to him As birde? are with a pinne to one another; I have it I can doe it: thou wants clothes too, And heel be hanged unles he marry thee Ere he maintaine thee inovvhe has Ladies CourtierS More then his l>ack can bend at?multitudes We are taken up for threlhers, will ye bite ? £7*. Yes Chi. And let. me - e° Yes and let ye - Chi. What! Clo. Why that ye wo't of, Chi. The tume the good turne? — — t > Cl». Any turne the Roche turne; (bellie, Chi. Thai's the right turne for that turnes up the I cannot day, take your indrudlions And lomething toward howfhold, come, what ever I fhaU advife ye follow it exadlie And keep your times I point ye; for lie tell ye A dranse way you mud wade through. O * " 0 C to. Feare not me Sir, Chi. Come then and lets difpatch this modicum For I have but an howre to Ray, a fhort cue Befides more water for another mill Ap old weake over fhot I mull provide for, Ther's an old Nunnerie at ha d- Clo. What's that Chi. A bawdie Houfe Clo. A pox confume it Chi. If the ftones.ftis bui't On) Were but as brickie as the flefh Jives in it. Your curfe came handfomie.-feare nor, ther's Ladies, And other good fad peop'e: your pinkt Citizens That thinke no fliame to lliake a fteet there:Come wench Enter Cleant he and Siphax. Clean. A Souldier and fo fearefull? Si. Can ye blame me; Vhen fuch a vvaite lies on me ? 'le. Fye upon ve t:ll ve. ve ft all have her: have her fafeHe Exeunt. And for your wife with her owne will, Si. Good Sifter- Cle. What a diftruftfull man are you ? to morrow, To morrow morning - Si. Is it poflible? Can there be fuch a happines? Qle. Why hang me If then ye be not married; if to morrow night, Ye doe net - Si.O deare Sifter - Clc. What ye woo'd doe What ye defire to doe;lie with her:Devill, What a dull man are y ou? Si. Nay I believe now, Aod ftall fte love me? Clc. As her life and ftroke ye, Si. O I vvili be her fervant, Cle. 'Tis your dutie, JLAnd fte ftail have her whole will, C le. Yes 'ti s r eafon, She is a Princes, and by that rule bcundles Si. What: wood' you be, for I woo'd have ye Sifter Chufefome great place about us: as her woman Is not fo fit, Cle. No,no,I ftall find places s Si. And yet to be aLadie of her bedchamber, I hold not fo fit neither, Some great title, beleeve it ftall belook'tout. Clean. Ye may a Dutchefle Or fuch a toye, a fmall thing pleafes me Sir Si. What you will Sifter: if a neighbour Prince, When we ftall come to raigne - Cle. We ftall thinke on't, Be ready at the time and in that place too, Andletmeworke the reft, within this halfhourc; The Prircefs will be going, 'tis almoft morning Away and mind your bufines, Si. Fortune blefle us. Enter King,Polidor and Lords, Pol. I doe befeech your grace to banifh me Exeunt thy marriage? Po. Mcft worthy,Sir,where worth againe ftall meet her, But I like thicke clouds failing flow and heavy, Although by her drawne higher, yet ftall hide her I dare not be a traitor; and 'tis treafon, But to imagines you love your honour — Kmg. 'Tis her fir ft maiden doting and if croft, I know it kills her. i Lord, How knowes your grace fte loves him? King. Her woman told me all; befide his ftory Her maid Lucippe on what reafon to, And tis beyond all but enjoying. Po. Sir. Even by your wifedome j by'that great difcretion Ye owe to rule and order -- 2 Lord. This man's mad lure, Tc plead againft his fortune - x Lord. And the King too, Willing to have i t fo? Po. By thofe dead Princes From whole defcents ye ftand a ftarre admired at, Lav not fo bafe a lay upon your vertues Take heed for honours fake take heed: the bramble No wife man ever planted by the rofe, It canckers all her beauty ; nor the vine When her full bluftes courts the fun dares any The •SKd'ad Lever r? Choke up with .wanton Ivy ? good my lords, 1 ^ S + VV II L/U4AACW v* «.* * «" -J And themaine body Brick ? Bads Jalper. m %. fokfitk fudden i * % 2 ZmyL Ye wrong your worth, Ye are a Gentleman defcended nobly, i Lord. In both bloods truly noble. King. Say ye were not, My will can make ye lo. To. No, never, never; 'Tis not defcent, nor will of Princes dods it, 'lis Vertue which I want, 'tis Temperance, Man, honefl man, is't fit your Ma jelly Should call my drunkennefle, my rafhnefle brother ? Or fiich a blefled Maid my breach of faith, For I am molt laci vious; and tell angers In which I am a!fo mifchievous, her husband ? 0 Gods preferve her ! I am wild as Winter, Ambitious as the Devill: out upon me, 1 hate my felfe, fir, if ye dare bellow her Upon a Sub; eft, ye have cnedeferves her. \ King.But him the does not love: I know your meaning. This young mans love unto his noble brother, Appeares a rriirrour; what mud now be done Lords ? Fori am gravel'd, if fliehave not him, She dies for certaine, if his brother milTe her, . Farewell to him, and all our honours. r Lord. He is dead, fir, Your Grace has heard of that,and llrangely. ^ King. No, I can allure ye no, there was a trick in't, Read that, and then know all; what ai les the gentleman? Hold him; how doe ye fir ? S Pol. Sick ath' the ludden, Extreamly ill, wondrous ill. King. Where did it take ye i Pol. Here in my head fir, and my heart/or heaven fake. King. Condufl him to his chamber prefently, And bid my Doftors Po. No, I fhall be well fir, I doe befee<5h your Gr ace, even for the Gods fake Remember my poore brother, I fhall pray then. King. Away,he growes more weaker Hill: I will do it, Or heaven forget me ever.Now your Ccunfells, Exit. For I am at m y wits end; what with you fir ? Polidor. Enter Mejfenger with a Letter. Mejf. Lerters from warlike Peliut. King. Yet more troubles ? The Spartans are in Armes,and like to win all: Supplies are fent for, and the Generall; This is more crolfe then tother; come let's to him, For he mull have her, 'tis necelfitie, Or vve mull lofe our honours, let's plead all, For morg then al 1 is needfull; fhew all reafon If love can heare a that fide, if fhe yeild We have fought bell,and won the noblell field. Exeunt. 11 * lfi SL Enter Enmenes% CaptainesyStremon. 1 Cap. I have brought the wench, a lufty wench, And fomewhat like the Princefle. • Eumen. 'Tis the better, let's fee her, And goeyou in and tell him, that her Grace Is come to vifit hinr? how fleeps he Strcmon ? Etrem. He cannot , only thinkes, and calls on Polidor, Swears a will not be fool'd * fometimes he rages, And fometimes fits and mufes. > Exit.Stre• IT A Enter Whoorei Captaine. Eume. He's pall a 11 helpe fure ? How doe ye like her 2 Capt. Byth' malfe a good round Virgin, And at firll fight refembling, fhe is well cloth'd too, Eume. But is fhe found ? 2 Cap. Of wind and limbe, I vvarrrant her. Eume. You areinllrufled Lady? who. Yes, and know fir How to behave my felfe, ne're feare. 1 Eume. Polihius, Where did he get this Vermin ? i Cap. Hang him Badger, ( mates, There's not a hole free Irom him, whores and whores Doe all pay him obedience. Eume. Indeed i'th' war, His quarter was all whore, whore upon whore, And linde with a whore,befhrew me 'tis a laire whore. 1 Cap. She has Imockt away her bloodjbut fair or foule, Or blind or lame that can but lift her leg up Comes not amide to him, he rides like a night mare, All ages, all Religions. Eume. Can yeflate it? who. I'lemakeafhift. Eume. He mull lie with ye, Lady. who. Let him, he's not the firll man I have Iain with Nor fhall not be the lall. E nter Memnon. 2 Cap. A comes, no more words, She has her Jeflbn throughly; how he views her ? Eumen. Goe forward now To, bravely, Hand! Mem. Great Lady, How humbly I am bound who. You fhall not kneelefir, Come, I have done you wrong; fiand up my Souldier, And thus I make amends —• K'C'S him. Eumen. A plague confound ye, Is this your Hate ? 2 Cap. 'Tis well enough. Mem. O Lady, Your royall hand, your hand my dearefl beauty y IT i * • • Is more then I f il purchafe: here divine one, I dare revenge my wrongs: ha ? x Cap. A dam'd foule one. Eum. The Lees of baudie prevvnesimourning gloves? All fpoyl'd by heaven. cMem. Ha! who art thou ? 2 A fhame on ye, Ye clawing fcabby whore. Mem. 1 fay, who art thou ? Eumen. Why 'tis the Princefle fir. Mem. The divell fir, 'Tis fome rogue thing. who. If this abule be love fir, Or I that laid afide my modelly-- Eum.So far thou t never find it. Mem. Doe not vveepe, For if ye be the Princefle, I will love ye, Indeed I will, and honour ye, fight for ye, Come, wipe your eyes;by heaven fhe fiinkes;whoart ta ? Stinkes like a poyfon'd Ratt behind a hanging ? Woman who art ta ? like a rotten Cabbage. 2 Cap. Y'ar much to blame fir, 'tis the P rincefle. Mem. How ? Shee the Princefle ? D Eumen. / ( — '■"i> 1 The Atdd Lover, Eumen. And the loving Princeffe. i,Copt. Indeed the doting Princefle. Mem. Come hither once more, j The Princefle fmells like mornings breath,pure Amber, Beyond the courted Indies in her fpices, StiJl a dead rat by heaven; thou art a Princeffe. Eumen. What a dull whore is this ? tMem. Pie tell ye prefently, For if fhe be a Princeffe, as fhe may be And yet fHnk too, and flrongly, I fhall find her ; Fetch the Numidian Lyon I brought over, If fhe be fprung from royall blood, the Lyon He'l doe ye reverence, els Who. I befeech your Lordfhip ? Eumen. He 1 teare her all to pieces. Who. I am no Princeffe, fir. Mem. Who brought thee hither ? 1.Capt. If yeconfeffe, vvee'll hang ye. Who. Good my Lord; Mem. Who art thou then ? Who. A poore retaining whore, fir, To one of your Lordfhips Captaines. Mem. Alas poore whore, Go,be a whore fiilfandftinke worfe: Ha,ha haEx.ffloe What fooles are thefe, andcoxcombes ? Exit.Memnon. Eumen. I am right glad yet, He takes it with fuch lightneffe. r.£ap. Me thinkes his face too. Is not fo clouded as it was; how he lookes ? Sumen. Where's your dead Rat ? 2.Cap. The divell dine upon her Lyons, why whaf a medicine had he gotten To try a whore? \ inter Stremon. Stre. Here's one from Polidor ftaies to fpeak with ye. Eume. With whom ? Stre. with all • where has the General! bin ? Hee's laughing to himfelfe extreamly. Eumen. Come, X'le tell thee how : I am glad yet he's fo merry. Exeunt. Finis Aft us Quart i. A El us Quint us. Sc&na Prima. Enter Chilax and Triefi, Calls,Lady and Nun. Chi. What lights are tbofe that enter there,ftill neerei Plague a your rotten itch, do you draw me hither into the Temple to betray me ? was there noplace To fatisfie your fin in ? Gods forgive me, Still they come forward; Triefi. Peace ye foole, I have found it, 'Tis the young Princeffe Calis. Chi. 'Tis the divell To claw us for our cattervvawling. Pri. Retire foftly, I did not looke for you thefe two houres, Lady, Befhrevv your haft: that way, Chi, That goes to th'Altar ? Ye old blind Beaft. Pr. I know not any way; Still they come nearer, I'leintoth'Oracle ; Chi. That's well remembred lie in with ye ; Pr. Doe. Exeunt Prieji & Chilax Enter Calis and her Traine with hghtsfingixg; Lucippe,' Cleanthe. SONG. O faire fweet Goddejfe Queene of Lover, coft and gentle as thy Doves, humble ey'd, and ever ruing Thofe poore hearts, their Loves pssrfmng: O thou mother of delights, Crowner of all happy nights^ Star of deare content, and pleafme„ Of mutuall loves the endlejje treaftere, Accept this facrifice we bring Thou continuall youth and Spring, Grant this Lady her defires, And every houre, weedl crown thyfret. Enter a Nun. Nun. Fou about her ad retyre, Whilfi the Prmceffe feedesthefire. When your Devotions ended be To the Oracle I will attendye. Exk.Nun & draw: the Curten cioie to Cdi Enter Stremon and Eumenes. Strem. Hee will abroad. Eumen. How does his humour hold him ? (too, Strem. He is now grovvne wondrous fad weeps ofta Talkes of his brother to himfelfe, ftarts Urangely. Eum. D oes he not curfe ? Stre. No. Eum. Nor breake out in furie, Offering fome new attempt ? j Stre. Neither, toth' Temple Is all we heare of now : what there he will doe; Eumen, I hope repent his folly, let's be neare him. Strem. Where are the reft ? Eumen. About a bufineffe Concernes him mainly, ifheav'n cure this madneffe, He's man for ever Stremon. Strem. Does the King know it ? Eumen. Yes, and much troubled with it,is now goK To feeke his filter out. Come let's away then. Exeunt Eumen.Stremon,Cd{ Enter Nun, fie opens the Curtain to Calis. Calis at the Oracle, Art to Nun. Peace to your praiers Lady,will it pleafe ye To paffe on to the Oracle. Calis, Molt humblie. Chilax & Vriefi in the Orach Chi. Doe ye heare that ? Fr. Yes, lie clofe. Chi. A wildfire take ye, What fhall become of me ? I fhall be hang'd now. Is this a time to fhake ? a halter ihake ye, Come up and juggle, come. Pr. 1 am monftrous fearfull. Cht. Up ye old gaping Oyfter, up and anfiver, A mouldie mange upon your chops, ye told me I was fafe here till the Bell rung. Pr. I was prevented, And did not looke thefe three houres for the Princeffe' Chi. S hall we be taken ? Pr. Speake for loves fake Chilax > can not, nor I dare not, (i Chi. I Je fpeake treafon, for I had as lieve be hang d -Pr. Good Chilax. Cti zo The Mad Lover. T Harkjhow the horfes chargeiin boyes in boyes i The Batted totters • now the wounds begin, 0 how they cry, our how they dy Roomef See how he I They fly, they fl, ; i £ - Chi. None but your Graces Sifier, Becaufe fhe would ha^e it pri vac to the world yet, Knowes of this bufinefle. Siph. I lhall thanke the ft'lax, Thou art a carefull man. Chi. Your Graces fervant. Siph. l'le find a fit place for thee. Chi. If you will not, There's a good Lady will* (he points yee forward, Away and take your fortune; not a word fir, So,you are greas'd I hope. Exit.Siph.& Cloe.m/fftet Chi, Enter Stremon, Foole and Boy. Chi. Stremon, Foole, Tictte. Where have you left your Lord ? Strem. I'th' Temple,Chiiax. Chi. Why are ye from him ? Strem. 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Place all their comforts, and (as if I were The light of their dim eyes) are fo indulgent They cannot brook one fhort dayes abfenee from mc; And (what will hardly win belief) though young, I am their tteward and their nurfe •• the bounties 1 t ^^0 Mm • Which others beftow on me ferves to fufiain 'em, And to forfake them in their age, in me Were more the i murther. Enter Henrique, ai ng. This is a kind of begging Would make a Broker charitable* Mil. Here (fweet heart) I witti that it were more. Lean. When this is fpent, Seek for fupply from me "ja. Thy pietie For ever be remembred nay take all, Though't were my exhibition to a Royal! For one whole yeare. - Afc. High heavens reward your goodnes. Hen. So Sir, is this a flip ofyour ovvn gr You are fo prodigal! ? /v uip ; or can it Dy_tne proper name Ybur Ballard. J la. You are foul-mouth'd; do not provoke me, I fhall forget your Birth, if you proceed, And ufe you,,(as your manners do deferve) uncivilly- Ben.So brave ? pray you give me hearing, Who ami Sir? Ia. My elder Brother : One That might have been born a fool and fo reputed, But that you had the luck to creep into The world a yeare before me. Lean. Be more temperate. I Ia. I neither can nor will.unlefle I learn it By this example: let him ufe his harfh Unfavoury reprehenfions upon thofe That are his hinds, and not on me. The Land Our father left to him alone rewards him, For being twelve moneths elder,let that be Forgotten, and let his Parafites remember One quality of worth or vertue in him That may authorife him,to be a cenfarer Ofme, or of my manners, and I will Acknowledge him for a tutor, til then,never ' Hen. From whom have you your meanes Sir ? Ia. From the will .on;, qo: Ofmy dead father; I am fare I fpend not ' Nor gi ve't upon your purfe. Hen.But will it hold out . | Without my help? ' o * I Ja.I am fare it fhall I'le fink elfe ^ ^ - For fboner I will feek aid from a whore, J "! Then a courtefie from you. .ou b i - Hen. Tis well; you are proud of '• Your new Exchequer when you have cheated him And worn him to the quick, ! may be found-—' - In the Lift of your acquaintance' b- • Lea. Pray you hold ; b c . r And giveme leave (my Lord)to fay thus tough (And in mine own defence) I am no Gufl ' To be wrought on by perfwafiorvnor no Coward To be beaten out ofmy meanes, but know to whom And why I give or fend, and will do nothing — ' •' But what my reafon warrants; you may be As fparing as you pleafe, / muft be bold To make ufe ofmine own, without your licenced la. 'Pray thee let him alone, he is not worth thy ang« All that he do's (Leandro ) is for my good, I think there's not a Gentleman of Spain,' That ha's a better tteward, then I have ofhim. Hen. Your tteward Sir ? 2.3 The Spanijh Curate. 9 The Spanijh Cu *1 ! J a. Yes, and a provident one: Why, he knovves I am given to large Expence, And therefore layes up for me; could y There lives a woman ) of a meatie birth too, And meanly match'd) vvhofe all-excelling Forme Difdaines companion with any She That puts in for a faire one, and though you borrow From every Country of the Earth the be/I Of thofe perfections, which the Clymat yeilds To help to make her up, if put in Ballancef This will vveigh-dovvne the Scale. Lea. You talke of wonders. She is indeed a wonder, an J fo kept, the world deferv'd not to behold /*. And, What curious Nature made without a patterne, Whofe Copy foe hath loft too, foe's fout up, Sequeftred from the world. Lea. Who is the owner Of fuch a Jem ? I am fir'd. Ia. One Bartolns, A wrangling Advocate. Arf. A knave on Record. CMil. I am fure he cheated me of the beft part Of my Eftate. Ia. Some Bulinefle calls me hence, (And of importance ) which denies une leifure To give you his full character : In few words ( Though rich ) he's covetous beyond exprefoon, And to encreafe his heape, will dare the Divell, And all the plagues of darknefle : and to thefe So jealous, as if you would paralell Old Argns to him, vou muft multiply His Eies an hundred times: of thefe none fleepe. He that would chairme the heavieft lid, muft hire A better Mercnrie, then Iovexnade ufe of : Bleffe your felves from the thought of him arid her For 'twill belabour loft : So farewell Sipniors.— Exit. Arf. Z^Wwfinadreame? wake man for foatne. E 2 Mil Mil. Trayned into a fooles paradife with a tale Of an imagin'd Forme, he* Jamie i s coble, And with a fbrg'd Tale would net wrong his Friend, Nor am I lo ir uch fired with luft as Envie, That iuch a churl as Bar to las fhould reap ' So fweet a har veil, half my S tate to any | To help me to a fhare. ■Ars. Tufh do not hope for Impo'Ubiiities, I Lea. I mull enjoy her, And my prophetiijue Jove tells me I Hull, Lend me but 3 our affillance; Ars. Give it 'ore, J Mil. I would not have thee fool'd he a. I have ftrange Engines, Fafhioning hererand Bar tolas on the Anville Di/vvade me not, but help me, Mil. Takeyour/ortune, If you come off well; praile your wit,if not, Expedf to be thelubjeff of our Laughter. E\ Scxna Secunda. Enter OBavio,and lacinta. * m 4 I # ^ J # ^ L k r f J J • V > i I * T * ' • 1 s • | You met Don Henrique. OB. Yes: 1m. What comfort bring you ? Speake cheerefuliy: how did my Letter worke ? On his hard temper ? I am lure I wrot it, So feelingly, and with the pen of forrow, That it mull force Co npunilion, OB. You are cozen'd; F, , * m % m + Can you with one hand prop a falling Tovver ? Or with the other ftop theraging maine , When it breakes in on theufurped Shore ? Or any thing that is impoflible?; And then conclude that there is fome way left, To move him to compaflion. lac. Is there a j uflice Or thunder (my OBavio ) and he Not funk unto the center ? OB. Good I act tot a. With your long pra&ifed patience beare affliftions, And by provoking it call net on Heavens anger, He did not onely fcorne to read your Letter, But (moll inhumane as he is) he curfed you, Curled you moft bitterly, lac. The bad mans charity, Oh that I could forget there were a Tye, In me, upon him! or the releife I feeke, | (If given) were bounty in him, and not debt, Debt of a deere accompt! ; OB. Touch not that firing, ; > Twill but encreafe your Sorrow, and tame filence, (The Balme oftbeoppreflfed) which hitherto Hath eas'dyour grieved foule,and preferv'd your fame Mu!l be your Surgeon ftiil. lac. If the contagion • i v ~ Of rny mi sfb tunes had not Ipread it felf, Upon my Son Af canto, though my wants Were centupli - J upon ~ y felf, I could be patient: But he is fo pood, I fo miferable^ His pious care his dune. and obedience, And ali that can be wilVd for from a Son, A Bus Secundus^ Seena prima. I 50 The fyanijb [urate Lap. When was there a Chtiftning ("Diego ?) Dieg: Not thi s ten vveekes: Alas, they have forgot'to get children (Mafter) The Warres, the Seas, and uforie undoe us, Takes oft our minds,our edges,blunts our They eat nothing here,but herbs,&get not"hing~but green There are Lome poore Labourers,that perhaps (Tauce •• j Lop. Let him goe forward h-fhares, Lea. From Nova Hifpania, Sir, And from an ancient friend of yours. Lop. 'Tis well ( Sir) 'Tis very well tthe divell a-one I know there. Die. (refia^ Take heed of a Snap (Sir) has a cozening coaj. I doe not like his way. Once'infeven yeare, with helping one another, Produce forfieftew pind—Butter--prints, that fcarce hold The chriftning neither. Lop. Your Gallants, they get Honour, A ftrange fantafticall Birth , to defraud the Vicar, And the Camp Chriftdns their Ill'ues, or the CurtlzaPs, 'Tis a lewd time. Cantabit Vacuus, They that have nothing, feare nothing All I have to loofe (Diego) is my learning, And when he has gotten that,he may put it in a Nut'lheH Letter Read. Die. They are lb hard-hearted here too, They will-not dye, there's nothing got by Burialls. Lop. Diego, the Ayre's too pure, they cannot perifh : To have a thin Stipend, and an everlafting Parilh, Lord what a torment'tis J Die. GpodfenfibleMafter, You are/llbw'd topray againft all vveathers, ( Both foule, and faire, as you fhall find occafion ) Why not againft all ayres ? Lop. That's not i'th' Canons, I would it had 'tis out of our way forty pence. Di.'Tis: ftrange,they are ftarv'd too yet they wil not die They will not Earth: a good rtout plague amongft 'urn, Or halfe a dozen new fantaliicall Fevers That would turne up their heeles by whole-fale(M'aftOr) And take the Doctors too, m their grave Counfells, That there might be no naturall help for money; How merrily would my Bells goe then ? Lof. Peace Diego The Doctors are our friends, let's pleafe them well. For though they kill but flow,they arecertaine (Diego) We mult remove into a muddy Ayre, A molt contagious Clyrrtat. Die. Wemuft certaine, An ayre that is the nurfery of Agues, Such Agues (Mafter) that will fhake mens foules out, Ne re ftay for PofTets, ncr good old wives plaifters. Lop. Gowtsand dead Palfies. Die. The dead doe's well at all times, Yet Govvts will hang anarfle a long time ( Mafter ) The Pox, or Englifli Surfets if we had fem; Thole are rich Marie, they make a Church-yard fat, And make the Sexton fin«,-they never mifle, Sir. Lop.Then Wills and Funerall Sermons cGtne in fealon, And Feafts that makes usfrolicke. Die. Would I could fee' em. Lop. And though I weepe i'th' Pulpit for my Brother, Yet ( Diego ) here I laugh. Di. Thecauferequires it. Lop. Since people left to die I am dunce ( Diego.) Die. 'Tis a ftrange thing, I have forgot to dig too. Lea. A pretious pair ofyouthsjl mull make tovvard'em Lop. Who's that ? look out it feemes he would fpeak to I hope a Marriage,or fome Wil to maVe(Diego.) (us. Dieg. My friend, your bufinefle? Lea. 'Tis to that grave Gentleman ; Blefle your good learning (Sir) Lop. And blefle you alio, He beares a promifing face, there's f rhe hope toward. Lea. I have a Letter to your worfhip. Lop. Well Sir, , From whence I pr ay you ? Slgnior LopeZ, Since my amvall from Cordova'totb/j parts / have written divers Letters unto you bun yet received no •Anfwerefany (Good and very good; A although fo great a fotgetfulneffe might caufe a want in* due correspondence yet the defire 1 have flili to ferve yti muft more prevailewith me (Better and better : the dm! a man know I yet) and therefore with the prefent occafm offered I am willing to crave a continuance of thcfovom which 1 have heretofore received from you and doe recm mend my Son Leandro the Bearer to you with requt, that he may be admitted in that Univer fitie till fuch tk as I fhall drive at home ; his ftudies he will make you « quaintedwitkall: This kfndnejfefhallfupply the want ofjm (here jlacknejfe: *And fo heaven keep you. Tours AloriZ'o Tiveria. A f 4 tffk ** M * A Al d m * v. • _>• 1. n • I Alonz.0 Tiveria very well, . S A very ancient friend of mine, I take it, j For till this houre I never heard his Name, yet. Lea. You looke (Sir) as ifye had forgot my Father. Lop. No, no, I look,as I would remember him, For that I never rerpembred, I cannot forget (Sir) AIomk.0 Tiveria. Lea. The fame (Sir.) Lop. And now i'th' Indies ? Lea. Ye.-. Lop. He may be any where, For ought that. I confider. Lea. Thinkeagaine (Sir) You were Students both at one time in Salamanca,, And, as I take it, Chamber-fellowes. Ha? Lop. Lea. Lop. Lea. Nay, fore you muft remember. Would I could. I have heard him fay, you were Golfips too. Lop. Very likely, You did not heare him fay, to whom ? for we Student! May often-times over-reach our memories, Do'ft thou remember ( Diego ) this fame Signiour? Thou haft been mine thefe twenty yeares. Di. Remember ? Why, this Fellow would make ye mad : Nova Tiifpa^ And Signiour Tiveria ? what are thefe ? He may as well name ye Friends out of Qatoya Take heed I befeech your worfhip: doe you heare, ({|N< You have no Letters forme? ffieni Lea. Not any Letter, But I was charged to doe my Fathers love To the old hcneft Sexton Diego; are you he ( Sir ?) Di. Ha ? have I friends .and k now cm not ? my r But if either I remember y Ou or your Father, (D"l; Or Neva Hifpania ( I was never there Sir ) Or any kindred thatyou have — for heaven-lake, Let's caft about a little, and confider, We may dreameout our time. Lea. Jtleemes I amdeceiv'd (Sir) 1 The Spanifh Qurate. Yet, that you are Bon Lopez, all men tell me, The Curat here, and have bin feme time (fir) am ~ ~ — — w ^ v ^ The Letter tells as much: may be fhey are dead, a. ^ ^ ^ And you of the like names fucceed:I thank ye gentlemen, Ye have done honed y, in telling truth, I mi ght have bin forward els. For that Lopez, That was my Fathers friend, I had a charge, C A charge of Money) to deliver ( Gentlemen) FivehundredDuckets, apoore finall gratuity, But fince you are not he, good fir, let me thinke, Iprayye be patient. Lop. Pray ye ftay a little, Nay, let me remember, I befeech ye day, Sir. Die. An honed noble friend, that lends fo lovingly; An old friend too; I fhall remember fure, Sir. Lop. Thou layd true Diego. D>. 'Prayy econlider quickly, Doe, doe, by any meanes, me thinkes already A grave fiaid gentleman comes to my memory. Lea. He's old indeed, fir. Di. With a goodly white Beard, m l (For now he mult be fo: I know he mud be ) Signior Alonzo, ( Mader.) , Lop. I begin to have him. Di. 'Has bin from hence#about fome twenty years(fir.) Lea. Som five and twenty (fir.) Di. You fay mod true ( fir ) Juft to an houre ; 'tis now jud five and twenty, A fine draite timber'd man, and a brave foiildier, • / «• i. ' > 7 ' + He married: let me fee, Lea. De Cafiro*s D j Di. The very fame. Lea. Thou art a very Rafcall, De Cajiro'is the Turke to thee, or any thing ' The Money rubbs 'em into drange remembrances, For as many Duckets more they wou d remember Adam Lop. Give me your hand, you are welcome to your Now Iremember plainly, manifedly, (countrey. As frefhly,as if yederday I had feene him, Molt heartily welcome, finfull that I am, Moltfinfull man,why diould I loofethis Gentleman ? This loving old Companion ? we had all one foule fir. ! He dwelt here hard by, at a handfome--_ I Lea. Far me fir, | You fay molt true. Lop. tAlanzo Tiveria; (thus? lord,Lord that time diould play the treacherous knave Why, he was the onely friend, I had in Spaine (fir) I knew your Mother too, a handfome Gentlewoman, She was married very young : I married 'em : I doe remember now the Maskes and Sports then, The Fire-vvorkes, and the fine delights; good faith, fir. Now I looke in your lace, wjiofo eies are thole Diego ? , (* 'Nay, jt he benot jud Alonz^'s .picture—- Lor d how I bluda for thefe two impudents ? Wl VVell Gentleman, I thinke your name's Leandro Lea. Jt t . ' Sc&na Tertia. ) I 3e1 --i 1 if' •» * i Enter J amy Millanes. ssfrfenio. Jam. Angela,Millanes^id you lee this Wonder? /kf//.Yes-,jes. Jam. Andyou virfemo f dr. Yes, he's gon (Sir) Strangely disguis'd, he's fet upon his voyage. Love guide his thoughts: he's a brave honeft fellow, Sit dole-Don Lawyer 6 that arrant knave now, How he will ftinke, will fmoake againe, will burft : He's the moft arrant Beaft. Mil. He may be more beaft. Ja, Let himbearefix and fix,that all may blaze him, The villany he has fowed into my Brother, And from his State the Revenue he has reach'd at: Pay bim my good Leandro, take my praiers. ^r.And all our vvifties plough with his fine white heifer. ^.Mark'e him(my deare Friend)for a famous Cuckold, Let it out-live his Bookes,his paines, and heareme, The mbre he feeks to fmother it with Juftice, Enter a Tet it blaze out the more: what news Andrea ? Servant. Andr,New^s I am both to tell ye:butlam charg'd(Sir) Tour Brothel layes a ftriif command upon ye, No more to know his houfe, upon your danger, JaMorryYSir.J Jam. -'Faith never be •• Iamgladon't, He keepes the houfe of pride, and foolery: Imeanetoftiunitrforeturnemy Anfvver, Twill fhortly fpewhirn out; Come, let's be merry> And lay our heads together, carefully How we may helpe our friend,- and let's lodge neare him, Be ftill at hand: I would not for my patrimony. But he fhould crown his Lawyer, a learned Monfter, ' Lome, let's awav I am ftark mad till I fee him. Exeunt • w S c xna Quart a. Why will ye lodge a young man, a man able. An d yet repine ? Bar. He fhail not trouble thee ("Sweet) A modeft poore flight thing, did I not tell thee He was onely given to the Booke, and for that How royally he paies ? finds his owne meat too. Am. I will not hare him here : I know your foutfes And what fits you will fall into of madnefle. Ear. Y faith, I will not Wife, Am. I will not try yc Bar. He comes not neare thee.-fhall not dare to tread Within thy Lodgi w Where Logs, aqd Coles were layd. Am. N ovv ye Jay fire; Fire to confume your quiet. Bar. Didft thou know him, Thou wouldft thinke as I doe: he difquiet thee? (him, Thou may ft weare him next thy heart, & yet not vvarme His mind ( poore man) 's o'th' Law,how to live after, And llot on lewdneffe : on my confidence He knowes not how to looke upon a woman More then by readingwhat Sex (he is. Am. I doe not like it (Sir.) Bar. Do'ft thou not fee (Foole ) What prefents he fends hourely in his gratefulnefTe ? What dedicate meates ? 4m. You had beft truft him at your Table, Doe and repent it, doe. Bar. It thou be'ft willing, By my troth .I thinke ye might come.he's fo modeft, He never(peakes: there's part of that he gate me, He'll eat but halfe a dozen bits, and rife immediatly, Even as -fie eats, he ftudies : he'll not difquiet thee, Doe as fiiou pleafeft (Wife.) <&Am. What means this Wood-cocke ? Knockjvithin. ifar.Retire(Sweep there's one knocks.• come in;your bit- Enter Servant. (finefle. Ser. My Lord. Don Henrique, would entreat ye, Sir, To come immediatly, and (peake with him, He has bufinefle oifome moment. fr# A #k "Bar. I'll attend him, I mutt be gon : I pre'thee thinke the beft (wife) At my returne I'll tell thee more, good morrow; Sir, keep ye clofe, and ftudy hard : an houre hence I'll read a new Cafe to ye :—• Exit. Leandro within. Lean. I'll be ready. Enter Amaranta. *Amar. So many hundred Duckets, to ly family > And learne the pelting law?this founds but flenderly, But very poorely: I would fee this fellow Very faine fee him, how he lookes: I will find To what end and what ftudy: there's the place: I'll goe o'th' other fide and take my Fortune; I chink there is a window. Exit. Enter Leandro. Learn. He's gone out Now, if I could but fee her : fhe is not this way: How naftily he keepes his houfe ? my Chamber, If I coiitinue long, will choak me up, Icisfo damp : I fhail be mortifide For any woman, if I (lay a moneth here f I'll in,and rtrike my Lute,chat found may call her. Enter Amaranta. Enter Bartolus, and Amaranta. W r \ A Why, will ye bring men in, and yet be jealous r • t Exiti Lute and Song Ama.He keeps very clofe :Lord,how I long to fee him: A Lute ftrooke handfome!y,a voice too; I'll hearc that : Thefe Verfes are no Law,they found too fweetly. Novv I am more defirous. f Leandro peepino (Leandro peeping.) Am. What's that that peeps ? Lea. O, admirable face f Am. Sure 'tis the man. Lea. 'Tis fhe certain. W " Lea. I will goe out a little. .F Ami Am. Hee'lookes not like a foole, his face is noble: I will ferve Proceffe, prefently, and ftrongly How Hill he Hands ? Upon your Brother, and Ottavid, Lea. I am Hrucken dumb, with wonder, 'jacintha, and the Boy; provide your procfes (Sir) Sure, all the Excellence ofEarth dwells here. And let 'em fairely off, be fure of Witnefles, Ant. How pale he looks ? yet,how his eies like torches. Though they coH money,want no Here of witnefles, Fling their beames round: how manly his lace fhewes ? I have feen ahandfome Caufe,fq fowiy Joft ( Sir) He comes on : furely he will fpeak:he is made moft hand- So beaflly caff away for want or Witnefles. This is 110 Clerk behaviouriNow I have feen ye, (Tomly: Ben. There (hall want nothing. T1 take my timerhusbad ye have brought home tinder.£* Bar. Then be gone, be provident, Lea. Sure fh e has transform'd me, Send to the Judge, alecret way: you have me, I had forgot my tongue cleane, And let him underffand the heart. I never law a face yet« but this rare one, I(hall (Sir.) But I was able boldly to encounter it, Bar. And feele the pulfes ffrongly beat, I'll ftudy, And Ipeak my mind,my lips were locktupon me, And at my houre, but mark me, goe, be bappJV This is divine and onely ferv'd with reverence; Goe. and beleevei'th'Iavv. . O moft faire cover, of a hand tar fairer, Hen. I hope 'twill helpe me. Exeunt. Thou bleffed Innocence,that gaurds that whitenefs, Live next my heart.I am glad I have got a relick, A noife SctZm Secunda. A relick when I pray to it, may w ork wonders, within. Harke, there slbmenwfe: I muff retire againe. v. n- j r n a. . This bleffed Apparicion, makes me happy; I'll fuffer, and I '11 facrifice my lubffance, Lop. Nea'r talke to me, I will not Hay amongft ye But I'll enjoy : now fofdy to my Kennell. Exit. Debaulh'd and ignorant lazie knaves I found ye, — — And fooles I leave ye,I have taught thefe twenty ye; AHits Tertiw. Sc.tna Prima. Preacht fpoon-meat to ve, that a child mieht iwallov (They may fweare The Spanijh Qtirate. you may goe in and drive away the dawes. Lop.My SurpIefTe, with one fleeve, you fhall find there, For to that dearth of Linnen, you have driven me; And the old Cutworke Cope, that hangs by gymitrie : 'Pray ye turne em carefully, they are very tender : The remnant of the Books, lie where they did ( Neigh- Half puft away with theCburc!-wardens pipings.(hours) Such lmoaky zeales they have againft hard places, The poore-mans Box is there too: if ye find any thing Befide the pofie.and that halfe rub'd out too, For feare it fhouid awake too much charitie Give it to pious ufes, that is,fpend it: Die.The Bell-rcpes,they are ftrong enough to hang ye, So we bequeath ye to your deftiny. i. 'Pray ye be notfo hallie, Di. I'll lpeake a proud word to ye, Would ye have us Ray? 2. We doe moll hearilt 3. I'll draw as mighty pray ye; inkefSir.) // I op. A ftrong motive, The ftronger Rill,the more ye come unto me. 5. An Jill fend for my Daughter: Lop. This mayRir too: The Maiden is of age, and muft be edified. 4. You fhall have any thing :loofe our learned Vicar ? And our moll conftant friendj honeft deare Diego ? Di. Yet all this will not do: I'll tell ye ( Neighbours) And tell ye true •' if ye will have us ftay, If you will have the comforts of our companies, You fhall be bound to doe us right in thefc points, You fhall be bound, and this the obligation, Dy when 'tis fit, that we may have fit duties, And doe not feeke to draw—out our undoings, Marry tryde women, that are free, and fruitful!, Get children in abundance, for your Chriftnings, Or fuffer to be got, 'tis equall jullice, L^Let Weddings,Chriftnings,Churchin°s,FuneraIs, And merry Golfippingsgoeround, go rounaftill, Round as a Pig, that we may find the profit. Die. And let your old men fall fick handfomely: And dy immediatly, their Sonnes may fhootup: Let women dy oth' fallens too, 'tis naturall, But be lure their Daughters be of age fir It, That they may Rock us Rill: your queazie young wives That perifh undeliver'd, I am vext with, And vext abundantly, it much concernes me, There's a childes buriall JoR, Iooke that be mended. T">.het em be brought to bed, then dy when they pleafe, Thefe things confidered ('Country-men) and fworne to 2* All thefe, and all our fports againe, and gambolls. ?• We rnuR dy, and we muR live, and we'll be merry, Every man ftiall be rich by one another. 2.We arc here to morrow,and gone to day:for my part | They call Leandro R getting children canbe-friend my Neighbours, 111 labour hard but I will fill your Font (Sir.) Wehavebrough And the befl Song we'll gi ve him. Die, 'Pray ye fit down C Sir ) They know their duties now, and they Rand ready To tender their beR mirth. Lop. 'Tis well, proceed Neighbours, I am glad I have brought ye to underRand good manners, Ye had Puritan hearts a-while, fpurn'd at all paRimes, But I fee (ome hope new. ' Die. We are let proceed Neighbours. Enter Arfinio and LMillanes. fit? ^/•What ayles this PrieftPhow highly the thing takes Mi.Lord how it looksPhas he not bought fomePrebend? Leandro\ money, makes the Rafcall merry, M erry at heart; he fpies us. ( Table. Lo.Be gon Neighbours, The Bar & Bookjeadj on a Here are lome Gentlemembe gone good Neighbours, Be gen, and labour to redeeme my favour, ° No more words, but be gon: thele two are Gentlemen, No company for crufly-handed feilowes. Dieg. We wiil Ray for a yeare or two, and trie ye : Lop. Fill a,1 your hearts with joy, we will Ray with ye, Be gone, no more; I take your paRimes gracioufly: Would ye with me (my friends ?) Arf. We would Iooke upon ye, For me-thinks ye looke lovely. Lop. Ye have no Letters ? Nor any kind Remembrances ? Mil. Remembrances ? Lop. From AVova Htfpania, or fome part remote ("Sir) You Iooke like travell'd men : may be Ibrne old friends That happily I have forgot; fome Signeours IrxChina or Cat ay a; fome Companions Dieg. In the Mogulls Court, or elfe-where. Arf. They are mad. fure. Lop. Ye came not from Pern ? doe they look (Diego) As if they had fomemiRery about em? Another Uon Alonz.o now ? Di. I marry, And fo much money, Sir, from one you know not, Let it be who it wiil. Lop. They have gracious favours.- Would ye be pri vate ? Mil. There's no need on't (Sir) We come to bring ye a R emembrance from a Merchant. Lop. 'Tis very well, 'tis like I know him. Arf. No, fir, I doe not thinkeye doe. Lop. A new miRake (Diego) Lee's carry it decently. Arf We come to tell ye, You have received great fummes from a young Faftor i.I have a Mother now, and an old Father, They are as fure your own, within thefe two moneths 4- My SiRer muft beprayd for too, ftie is defperate, Defperate in love. rP"' Keepe, delperate men farrc from her, Then 'twill goe hard : doe you fee how melancholy? *oe you marke the man ? do you profelfe ye love him ? And would doe any thing to ftay his fury ? ndare ye unprovided torefrefh him, To make him know your loves ? fie Neighbours, 2« VVe'll doe any thing, Rob'd him, and run away. Dieg. Let's keep clofefMafter) This nevves comes from a cold Country, Lop. By my fai th it freez es, Mil. Is not this true ? doe you fhrink Doe I not touch ye ? Lop. We have a hundred Duckets Yet left, we doe befeech ye fir Mil. You'll hang both. Lop. One may fuffice. Di. I will not hang alone ( Mafter ) I had the leaft part, you fhall hang the higheft. Plague o' this Tiveria, and the Letter, F 2 Curate) The The Spanijh [urate. The divell lent it, poll, to pepper us, From Nova Bifpaniayte Ihjtll hang at home now. A?f' I fee ye are penitent, and I have companion: Ye are fecure both; doe but what we charge ye, Ye ftiall have more gold too, and he fhall give it, Yet ne're fndanger ye. Lop. Command us (Mailer) Command us prefently, and lee how nimbly *-—• Die. And it' we doe not handlomely endeavour — Arf. Goe home and till ye heare more,keep private, Till we appeare againe, no words, (Vicar) There's fomething added. OWL For you too. Lop. We are ready. Mil. Goe, and expend us hourely, if ye falter, Though ye had twenty lives— Die. We are fit to loole 'em. Lop. 'Tis moll expedient that we lliould hang both. Die. If we be hang'd.we cannot blame our fortune. Mil. Farewell,'and beyour ovvne triends. Lop, We expecd ye. Exeunt, Sc&nx Tertia. Enter Oftavio, Jacinth a eAfcanio. Oft. We cited to the Court! A Ear. Table-booke, J a. It is my wonder, a ch airs ,& paper fiandijh 0#.Butnot our fear,(Jacintha)wealtby men, (fetout. That have EHates to loofe,whole confcious thoughts Are full of inward guilt, may (hake with horrour, To have their Ad ions lifted, cr appeare Before the Judge. But we that know our felves v- As innocent, as poore, that have no Fleece On whic.i the Talons of the griping Law Can take lure hold, may fmile with fcorne on all That can be urg'd againft us. la. I am confident There is no man fo covetous, that defires To ravifh our wants from us, and lelfe hope There can be fo much Jullice left on earth, ( Though fude. and call'd upon) to eale us of The burthen of our wrongs. Oft. Whatthinkes Afcanio ? Should we be call'd in quellion or accus'd Un jullly, what would you doe to redeeme us, From tirannous oppreflion ? Afc. I could pray To him that ever has an open eare To heare the innocent, and right their wrongs; Nay, by my trcth, I thinke I could out plead An Advocate, and Ivveat as much as he Do's for a double Fee, ere you fhould fuller In an honell caufe. Enter Jamie and Bartolw. Oft. Happy fimplicicie! la. My dearell, and my bell one : Don Jamie, Oft. And the Advocate,that caus'd us tobe fummond. Afc. My Lord is mov'd, I fee it in his lookes, And that man, in the Govvne, in my opinion Lookes like a proaguing knave. lac. Peace, give them leave. lam. Serve me with Procelfe ? Ear. My Lord, you are not law lelfe. lam. Nor thou honell; One, that not long fince was the buckram Scribe, Thac would run on mens errands lor an Afper, And from fuch bafenefle, having rais'd a Stock To bribe the covetous J udge, call'd to the Bar, So poore in praflife too, that you would plead A needy Clyents Caule, for a llarv'd hen, Or halfe a little loyn of Veale, though fly-blowne. And thefe, thegreatell Fees you could arrive at For jtdl proceedings; but fince you turn'd Rafcall —- Ear• Good words, my L ord. Jam. And grew my Brothers Bawd In all his vitious courles, Toothing him In his dilhonell praftifes,you are growne The rich, and eminent knave, in thedivels name, What am I cited for ? Bar. You fhall know anon, And then too late repent this bitter language, Or I'll milfe of my ends. Jam. Wer't not in Court, I would beat thatfat of thine, rais'd by the food Snatch'd from poore Clyents mouthes, into a jelly: I would ( my man of Law ) but I am patient, And would obey the Judge. Bar. 'Tis your bell courfe: Would every enemy I have,would beat me, I would wiflh no better Ailion. Oft. 'Save your Lordfihip. sAfc. My humble fervice. lam. My good Boy, how doll thou ? Why art thou call'd into the Court ? Enter AJfifiant, Henrique, Officer, and Witnejfet. Afc. I know not, But 'tis my Lord the Alfillants pleafure I fhould attend here. Iam. He will foone refolve us. Offi. M ake way there for the Judge. Jam. How ? my kind Brother ? Nay then 'tis ranck: thereis fome villany towards. Ajffifi.'Tis Selfions purchas'd at your full,Don henrif Hath brought us hither, to heare and determine Of what you can prefer. Henrique. I doe beleech The honourable Court, I may be heard In my Advocate. Ajfifi. 'Tisgranted. "Bar. humh,humh. Jam. That preface If left out in a Lawyer, ipoyles the Caule, Though ne're fo good, and honeft. Bar. If I flood here, To plead in the defence ofan ill man, ( Moll equall Judge ) or to accule the innocent (Toboth which, Iprofeflemy lelfe a ftranger ) It would be requifite I fhould deck my Language With Tropes and Figures, and all flourifiies That grace a Rethorician, 'tis confefs'd Adulterate Mettals, need the Gold-lmiths Art, To fet 'em off; what, in it felfe is perfeft Contemnes a borrowed gloffe: This Lord (my Client)! Whofe honeft caufe. when'tis related truly, i Will challenge Jullice, finding in his confidence A tender fcruple of a fault long fince By him committed, thinkes it not fulfident To be ablblv'd of't, by his Confefior, If that in open Court, he publifh not What was fo long conceal'd. 1* T The Spanijh Curate. uifc.You all look flrangely, and I feare be Tins unexpected fortune makes me proud, Indeed it do's not; Ifhall ever pay you The duty of a foil, and honour you Next to my Father: good my Lord, for yet I dare not call you,uncle, be not fad, i i ! I never fhall forget thofo noble favours You did me being a Granger, and if ever I live to be the mailer of a fortune, You fhal I command i t. Jam. Since it was deteriri'nd I fhould be cozcn'd, I am.glad the pro/it Shall fall on thee, I am too tough to melt, Butfomething I will do. Hcn.'Vtvj you take Jeaue Of your Reward (gentle Brother)the good husband That takes up all for you. Jam. Very well, mock on, It is your turn : I may have mine -~--Exit. Of?. But do not Forget us deare Afcanio Afc. Do not feare it, I Every day will fee you: every hourc Remember you in my prayers. Jam. My grief's too gr To beexpreffed in words Hen. Take that and leave us, Leave us without reply nay come back firrah And Rudy to forget fuch things as thefe As are not worth the knowledge. Afc. O good Sir. Thefe are bad principles Hen. Such as you mull learn Now you are mine,for wealth and poverty Can hold no friendfhip: and what is my will Vnn miifl nhfprve and do rhounh sood or i! Exit. Exeunt Seen a, Quart a. 3 Enter Bartolus. Bar. Where is my wife? 'fore heaven I have done won- Done mighty things to day, my Amaranta, (ders My heart rejoyces at my wealthy Gleanings, A rich litigious Lord I love to follow, A Lord that builds his happineffe on brawlings, 0 'tis a bleffed thing to have rich Clyents, Why, wile I lay, how faresmy lludious Pupill ? Hard at it HilJ ? ye are too violent All things mull have their reds they will not laft els Come out and breathe. Leandro within Lean. I do befeech you pardon me 1 am deeply in a fweet point Sir, Bar. I'le inflruftye: Enter Amarant a I fay take breath, fcek health firfl then your Rudy, O my fweet foul,I have brought thee golden bird? home, Birds in abundance: I have done Rrange wonders: rhere's more a hatching too. Am. Have ye done good husband? Then 'tis a good day fpent Bar. Good enouyh chicken, 1 havefpred the nets o'th' law,to catch rich booties \nd they come Uttering in: how do's my Pupil ? Vly modeR thing .hall thou yet Ipoken to him ? Am. As I paR by his chamber I might fee him, But he is fo bookifh, Bar. And fo balhfall too, I faith he is. before he will fpeak, he will flarve there Am. I pitie him a little. Bar. So do I too. Am. And ifhe pleafe to take the aire o'th' gardens Or wak i'th* inward roomes, fohe molell not—■ ~Bar.rle fhall not trouble thee he dare not fpeak to diet Enter Moore with (. hejfc-board : let's haveagamt (wife, Bring out the I'le try your maflerie, you fay you are cunning Am. As learned as ye are (Sir, I fhall beat ye inter Leandro. look another of countenanc B" '■ i He M 0 r Walk andrefreRi your felf 1*1 be with you prcfcnt!} Lean. I'le take the aire a little. B*r. 'Twill be hcalthfhll. Am. Will ye be.therePthen here? Iiefpareye that mac Lean. 'Would I were fo neare too, and a mate fittin®, >4. What think ye(,Sir)co thisihave at your Knight now Bar* Twas fubtilly p.ayd:your Queen lies at my fervict Pre chee look off, he is ready to pop in again Look off I fay, do'R thou not fee how he biulhc^ Am. I do.not blaR him : Lean. But ye do and burn too. What killing looks fhe Reals ? B*r. I have vou now clofe, m # / Now for a Mate. Lean. You arc a bleffed man that may Co have her. Oh that I might play with her—• hnockwitk» Bar. Who's therePI comejou cannot fcapc me now wilt, k?oei Be Be So O If Bi Fc N Y A T T I come, I come, Lean. MoR bleffed hand that calls him Bar. Play quickly wife. Am, 'Pray yc give leave to think, Sir, Enter Moore. Moore An honeR neighbour that dwells hard by (Sir, Woujdfain fpeak with your worfhip about bufineflc. Lean. The devil blow him off. Bar. Play. Am. I will Rudy: For if you beat me thus,you will Rill laugh at me— B*r. He knocks again j I cannot llav.Zeottdro 'Pray thee come near. Lean. I am well (Sir) here, Bar. Come hither: Be not afraid but come. Am.Here's none will bite (Sir) Lean. God forbid Lady. Am. 'Pray come nearer. , Lean. Yes forfooth. Bar.'Pre thee obferve thefe men :juR as they Rand be" Andfoe this Lady, do not alter 'em And be not'partiall,Pupill. Lean. No indeed" Sir. h c i i c A _ „ vm Bar. Let her not move a pawn,I'le come back prefect I * n tt t . » • ^ HaveaneyePupijl am a Conquerour, Exit. ly at Cheffe Lady. x vou the Game too Ha's noble eyes: ye dareaior friend me fo farre. Lean.l dare do any thin? that's in mans power To The Spanifh Curate. 39 me ifc nee To be a friend to fuch a noble beauty. Am This is no Lawyers language: I pray ye tell me, ./teie™ a» I remove, Ye fee I am iet round? To avoid nay husband. _ Lean. I Ihall tell ye happily. Buc happily you will not be inftrufted. Am. Yes, and I thank ye too,fhall I move this man > Lean. Thofe arc unfeemly: move one can ferve ye KJ tan, ion rice tkii vilt a: Mti an honour ye, can love ye Am. 'Pray ye tell quickly He will return and then Lean. Vie tell ye inftantly Move me,and I wil move any way to ferve ye Move your heart this way (Lady) Am. How ? Lf*».'Prayye heareme. # Behold the fporc of Love,when he is imperious Behold the have of Love Am. Move my Queen this way? Sure he's fome worthy man •* then if he hedge me Or here to opea him. Lean. Do but behold me If there be pity in you, do but view me, But view the milery I have undertaken For you the povertie. Am. He will come prefently. Now play your belt Sir, though I loole this Rook here Yet I get Libertie. Lean. Tie ieize your fair hand nd warm it with a hundred, hundred kilfes he God of love warm your defires but equal hat fhall play my game now* tAat. What do you mean Sir ? hy do you liop me ? Lean. That ye may intend me- he time ha's blell us both : Love bids us ule it. I am a Gentleman nobly defcended: -Young to invite your Love,rich to maintain it. I bring a whole heart to ye, thus I give it, And to thofe burning altars thus I offer, And thus divine lips, where perpetuall Sping grows. Am. Take that, ye are coo faucy« Lean.Hem proud Lady ? Strike my deferts ? Am. I was too blame. Enter Bartolui. B ♦ n w* i-ni*-" * ^ t I 4 Scena Quint a. Brail have a merry Scene, no're feare it Exeunt. Scena Tertta Enter Lopez, and Bartelw, A # Bar. Is't polfib'e he fhould be rich ? Lop, Moftpolfible, He hath bin Jong, though he had but little gettlngs, Drawing together, Sir. Bar. Accounted a poore Sexton, Honeft poore Diego, Lop. I allure ye, a dole Fellow, Both clcfe, and fcraping, and that fills the bags, Sir, Bar. A notable good Fellow too ? Lop. Sometimes, Sir, Diego read]in Bed wine cup; When he hop'd to drink a man into a furfeit, That he might gaine by his Grave* Bar. So many thoufands ? Lop. Heaven knowes what. Bar. 'Tis ftrange, ,Tis very ftrange; but we fee by endeavour, And honeft labour— Lop. Milo, by continuance Grew from a filly Calfe (with your worfhips reverence) To carry a Bull, from a penny, to a pound, Sir, And from a pound, to many: 'tis the progrelfe. Bar. Ye fay true, but he lov'd to feed well alfo, . And that me-thinks— Lop. From another mans Trencher, Sir, And there he found it feafon'd with fmall charge: There he would play the Tyrant, and would devoure ye More then the Graves he made, at home he liv'd Like a Camelion lkckt th'Ayre of mifery,Table out Stan- S And grew fat by th'Brewis of an Eg-lhel dijb paper ftools And pray ye come neare me all. 7T1 Lop. VVe are ready for ye. - '.I Mil. Now fpur the AlTe, and get our friend time, Die. Firll then, After 1 have given my Body to the wormes ((For they mull beferv'd fir If, they are feldemecojg1 Lop. Remember your Parifli, Neighbour. Di. Y' u fpeake truly, I doe remember it, a lewd vile Pariflt, ■ And pray i t rtf ay be mended : To the Pcbre of it, ( Which is to all the Pariih ) I give nothing, For nothing unto nothing, is molt natural!, Yet leave as much fpace, as will build an Hoipitall, Their children may pray for me. I Bar. What doe you give to it t Die. Set doivne two thouland Duckets, Bar. 'lis a good gift, And will be lotig refnembred. Die. To your VvOrfhip, ( Becaufeyou mult take paines to fee all finiih'd ) I give two thoufandmore, it may be three, Sir, A poore gratuitie for your paihes-taking. i Bar. Thefe are large fummes; Lop. Nothing to him that has 'em. Die. To my old Mailer Vicar, I give five hundred, (Five hundred and five hundred, ate too few Sir) But there be more to ferve. Bar. This fellow coynes fure. (Boci Dx'.Givc me fome more dri k.Pray ye buy Books,Is You have a learned head, llulfe it vvith libraries, i And under/land 'em, when ye have done, 'tis Juitice, Run not the Pariih mad with Contfoverfies, Nor preach not Abftinenceto longing w omen, 'Twiil budge the bottoms of their conferences : I wouid give the Church new Organs, but I prophecie TheChurch-wardens would quickly pipe'emout o'th'?. Two hundred Duckets more to mend the chancel, (hi And copaint true Orthographie, as many, They write Sunt with a C which is abominable, 'Pra" you fet that dovvne tc poOre Maidens marriage Lo.I that's wel thoughc of)what's your wil in that poin: A meritorious thing. Bar. No end of this will ? Di. I give per annum two hundred ells of lockraiu That there be no lira it dealings in their Linnens, Buc the Sayles cut according to their Burthens ; To all Bell-Ringers, I bequeath new Ropes, And let them ufe 'em ac their Owne dilcrecions. Arf You may remember us. Di. I doe, good Gentlemen, And I bequeath ye both good carefull Surgeons A legacy, you have reed of more then money, I know you want good Diets and good lotions, And in your pleafures good take need. Lop. He raves now. But 'twill be quickly off, Di. I doe bequeath ye Commodities of pins : bfOwne papers: pack-threds, Roll porke.& puddings: Ginger-bread,& Jewes-truiflf Of penny Pipes, and mouldy Pepper : take 'em, i Take'em even where you pleafe and be cozen'd with'tf \ I fhou'd bequeath ye Executions alfo, I But thoie I'll leave to th'law. Lop. Now hegrowes temperate. Bar. You will give no more ? Di. I am loth to give more from ye„ • vw-' < - 4J * m m —i— — Becaufe I know you will have a care to execute ' ^ ~ * Iff t-l/a JLICwu.—- ^ Onely, to pious ufes, Sir, a little. Bar. If he be worth all thefe, I am made for ever, Die. I give to fatall Dames,that Ipin mens threds out, And poore diflrefled Damfells, that are militant As members of oUr ovvne Afflictions, A hundred Crowns to buy warm tubbs to worke irt, I give five hundred pounds to buy a Church-yard, A^pacious Church-yard, to lay Theeves and knaves in, Rich men, and honeR men, take ah the roome up* Lop. Are ye not weary? Di. Never of well-doing. Bar. Thefe are mad Legacies. Die. They were got as madly; My Sheep, and Oxen»and my moveables, My Plate, arid Jewells, and five hundred AcreS; I have no heires. Bar. This cannot be, 'tisMonflrous. Die. Three Ships at Sea too. Bar. You have made me full Executor. Di. Full,full, and totall, would I had more to give ye But thele may ferve an honefl mind. Bar. Ye fay true, A very honelt mind, and make it rich too; Rich,wondrous rich,but where fhall I raile thefe monys, About your houle?I lee no fuch great promifes; Where fhall I find thefe fummes ? * Hie. Even where you pleafe Sir, You are wife and provident and know bufinefle Ev'nraile'em where you fhal think good, I am reafonable Bar. Thinkegood? will that raife thoufands ? What doe you make me? •DLYou have fworn to lee it done that's all my comfort. Bar.Where IpleafePfhis is pack'd fure to diigrace me. Hi. Ye ace juRand honed,and I know you will doe it, Ev'n where you pleafe,for you know where the wealth is. Bar. I am abuled, betrayed, I am laugh'd at, foorn'd, Baftel'd, andboared, it feeme ■. Arf. No no, ye are fooled. top. Moll finely fooled, and handfomely, and neatly, Such cunning MaHepsmuR be fooled lometimes,Sir, And have their worfbips noles wiped, 'tis healthfull, We are but quit : you fo ole us of our moneys In every Caufe, in every Qjiiddit wipe us. (men, HJ. Ha,ha,ha ha,fome more drink,for my heart,Gentle- This merry Lawyer-— ha,ha,ha ha, this Scholler—— f thinke this fitt will cure me: this Executor Tnall laugh out my Lungs* Bar. This is derifion above fufferance, villany lotted, and fet againfl me. Die. Faith 'tis knavery, troth I mull confefle.thou art tooled indeed. Lavvyer. , Mil. Did ycu thinkt, had this man been rich —• tfir. 'fis well, Sir. ' Mil. He would have chofen fuch a Wolfe, a Cancker, ^agg°t«-pate, to be his whole Executor. top- A Lawyer, that entangles all mens honellies, I fives I ke a Spider in a Cobweb lurking, ! -nu catching at ah Flies, that palfe his pitt-falls? i ws powder to all States, to make em caper ? I Would he trull you ? L)oe you deferve ? I find, Gentlemen, JJ Cataplafirie of a well cozen'd Lawyer aid to my llomach, lenifies my Fever, : c-thinkes I could eac now and walke a little. | ar- I am alham'd to fee'e how flat I am cheated, How groflely, and malitioufly made a May-game, A damned Trick; my wife, my vvife, fome Rafcall' My credit, and my wife, fome lu/lfull villaine, Some Bawd, fome Rogue, Arf Some craftieFooie has found ye: This 'tis Sir, to teach ye to be too bufie, To covet ail the gaines, and all the rumours To have a birring oare, in all mens ailions. Lop. We did this, but to vex your fine officioulheflfe. Bar. Geod'yeild ye and go'd thank ye.T am fooled, gen- The Lawyer is an Alfe, I doe confefle it, (tlemen; A weak dull fliallow A(fe•• good even to your worfhips ; Vicar, remember Vicar, Rafcall remember, Thou notable rich Rafcall. 0 • f Die. I doe remember, Sir, * i • s / / f ^1 'Pray ye Hay a little, I have ev'n two Legacies To make your mouth up, Sir. "Bar. Remember Varletts, • (cocks. Ex. Quake & remember,Rogues;I have brine for your But- Top. Oh how he frets, and fumes now like a dunghill. fDi.His gallcontaines fine Ruffe now to makepoyfons, Rare damned Ruffe. Arf. Let's after him, and Rill vex him, And take my Friend off: by this time he has prolpei'd, He cannot loofe this deere time,: 'tis impolfible* Mil. We'll Diego, thou haR done. Lop. HaR done it daintily. Mil. And fhait be as well paid, Boy Arf. Goe, Iet'scrucifiehim. Exeunt. Sc&na, Sexta. Enter t/imaranta, Leandro. Eta. I have told ye all my Rory, and how defperately. Am. I doe believe: let's walke on, time ispretious, Not to be fpent in words, here no more wooing; The open Ayre's an enemy to Lo vers, Penter ready Doe as I tell ye. for nojfe. Lea. I'll doe any 'thing, I am fo over-joy'd, I'll fly to ferve ye. Am. Take your joy moderately, as it is miniflred, And as the caufe invites: that man's a foole That at the fight o'th' Bond, dances and leapes, Then is the true joy, when the money comes. Lea. You cannot now deny me. Am. Nay, you know not, Women have crotchets, and Rrange fit?. Lea. You Avail not. 9 Am. Hold ye to that and fweare it confidently, Then I fhall make a fcruple to deny ye ; 'Pray ye let's Rep in, and fee a friend of mine, The weather's fharp : we'll Ray but halfe an houre, We may be mifs'd els: a private fine houfe 'tis,Sir, An J we may find many good welcomes. Lea. Doe Lady, Doe happy Lady. Am. All your mind's of doing, You muR be modeHer. Lea. I will be any thing* ■—' Exeunt. Scetna S eptirtia Enter Bartolus. Bar Open the dores,and give me roome to chafe in Mine owne roome, and my liberty: why Maid there, G 44 the SpMtJh [urate Open, I lay, and doe not anger me, I am fubjeil to much fury : when ye difh-clout ? When doe ye come ? a fleepe, ye lazie hell-hound ? Nothing intended, but your eafc, and eating ? Nobody here ? why wife,why wife ? why jewell ? No tongue to anfvver me ? 'pre'thee (good Pupill) Difpence a Jit tie with thy carefull fludy, And Hep to th* doore, and Jet me in; nor he neither ? Ha! not at's fludy ? nor afleepe ? nor no-bcdy ? I'll make ye heare: the houfe oflgnorance, No found inhabits here: I have a keyyet That commands all: I feare I am metamorphiz'd. Enter Lopex,) lArfenio, Milanes, Diego. Lop. He keepes his fury Hill and may doe miJ'chiefe. Mil Me. fhalbe hang'd hrH,we'll be HickJers there, boyes I?*.The hundred thculand Dreams now,that poffes him Of jealoufie, and of revenge and frailtie Of drawing Bills againll us, and Petitions. Lop. Ana calling what his credit fhall recover. Millet, him call till his Maw come up,we care not. You fhall be Hill fecured. Am. I was faine to drive him like a fheep before trie I blufli to thinke how people fleere, and fcorn'd me, Others have handfome men, that know behaviour, Place, and obfervanceahis filly thing knowes nodiing Cannot tell ten; Let every Rafcall jufile me, And Hill I pulh'dhim on as he had bin comming. Bar. Ha J did ye pulh him on ? is he fo Aupid ? Ami When others were attentive to the Priefl, Good devout Gentleman, then fell he fall Fall, found afleepe: then firll began the Bag-pipes The feverall Hops on's nofe, made a rare muliek, A rare and lowd, and thofe plaid many an Antheme Put out of that, he fell flrait into dreaming. CJ Arf. As cunning,as fheis fvveet; Iiikethis carriage, Bar. What did he then ? tsfm. Why then he talked in his Sleep too, Nay I'll divuige your morall vertues ( fheeps-face) And talk'd afoude, that every eare was fixe to him: Did not I fuffer ( doe you thinke) in this time ? Talk of your bawling Law, of appellations Of Declarations, and Excommunications : A great noyfe within. Warrants Die. We'll pay him home then; Hark what a noyfe he keeps within ? Lop. Certame H'as fet his Chimneys o' fire,or the divell roars there. D/.The Codixes o'th' Law are broke loofe,Gentlemen. Arf. He's fighting lure, Di I'll tell ye that immediatly —- Exit. tJMil. Or doing fome Hrange out-rage on himfelfe. Arf. Hang him, he dares not be fo valiant. Enter Diego. .D/.There's no body athome and he chafes like a Lyon, And Hinkes withad. (rye; Noyfe fiill. Lop. Nobody ? Di. Not a creature, Nothing within, but he and his Law-tempell, The Ladles, difhes, krttles, how they fly all? And how the GlafTes through the Roomes ? Enter Bartolns. Arf. My friend lure Has got her out,and now he has made an end on't. Lop.See where the Sea comes?hovv it foams & bruffels ? The great Leviathan o'th' Law, how it tumbles ? Bar. Made every way an Afle ? abus'd on all fides ? And from all quarters, people come to laugh at me ? Rife like a Ccmct, to be wonder'd at ? w A horrid Comet, for Boyes tongues, and Ballads ? I will run from my wi cs. Enter Amaxanta. Lcandro. Arf. Doe, doe, (good Lawyer ) And from thy money too, then thou wilt be quiet. AT//.Here fhe comes home: now mark the falutations; How like an Afle my friend goes ? tArf. She has pull'd his eares downe. Bar.Now, whatfweet voyage? to what Garden,Lady? Or to what Cofens houfe ? Am. Is this my welcome ? I cannot goe to Church, but thus I amfeandall'd, Ufe no devotion for my foule, but Gentlemen Bar. To Church ? Am. Yes and ye keep fvveet youth s to wait upon me, Sweet bred-up youths, to bea credit to me. There's your delight againe,pr ay take him to ye, He never comes neare me more, to debafe me. (ye ? Ba.How's this?how's this?gcod wife,how has he vvrongd \ . That drove ail the Gentlemen out o'th' Church, by hut. With execrable oaths,they would never come there again Thus am I ferv'd, and man'd. Lea. I pray ye forgive me, I mufl confelfe I am not fit to wait upon ye." Alas, I was brought up Am. To he an Afle, A Lawyers Afle, to carry Bookes, and Buckrams* Bar. But what did you at Church? Lop. At Church, did ye aske her ? Doe you heare gentlemen, doe you mark that queftion' Becaufe you are halfe an heretique your felfe,Sir, Would ye breed her too ? this fhah to the Inquifition, A pious Gentlewoman reprov'd for praying ? I'll fee this filed, and you fhall heare further, Sir. Arf. Ye have an ill heart. Lop. It fhall be found out Gentlemen, There be thofe youths will fearch it. Die. You are warme Signiour, %/ ' 0 ^ * But a Faggot will warme ye better: we are witnefles. Lop. Enough to hang him,doe not doubt. Mil. I doe befeeve has rather no Religion. ( Church.fif Lop. ThatmuH be knovvne too, becaufe Ihee goes to U monfirum inferme ingensl Die. Let him goe on, fir, His wealth will build a Nunnery, a faire one, And this good Lady,when he is hang'd,and rotten, M ay there be Abbefie. Bar. You arecczend, honefl Gentlemen, I doe not forbid the ufe, but the forme, marke me. Lop. Forme ? what doe ye make of Forme ? Bar. They will undoe me, Svveare, as I oft have done, and fo betray me; I mull make faire way, and hereafter, Wife,; You are welcome home,& henceforth take your pleafurt Goe, when ye fhall thinke fit, I will net hinder ye, My eyes are open now, and I fee my errour, My fhame, as great as that, but I mufl hide it. The whole conveyance now I fmell, but Bafla, Another time mufl ferve: you fee us friends, now Heartily friends, and no more chiding ( gentlemen) I have bin too foclifh, I ccnfefle, no more words, No more ( fvveet wife.) An> The Spanifh Curate. 4? Sxit. Am. You know my eafie nature Bar. Goe get ye in: you fee die has bin angry : Forbeare her fight a while and time will pacify. And learne to be more bold. Led. I would I could, I will doe all I am able. jBar. Doe Leandro, We will not part, but friends of all hands. Lop. Weil fa id, Now ye are reasonable, we can looke on ye, Bar. Ye have ierckt me: but for all that I forgive ye Forgive ye hardly, and doe invite ye To morrow to a Breakfad, I make but feldome But now we will be merry. Arf. Now ye are friendly. Your doggednes and nigardize flung from ye. And now we will come to ye Ifcir.Give me your hands, all; You fhall be wellcome hartily. Lop. We will be, For wee'll eate hard Bar. The harder the more wellcome, And till the morning farewell; I hav e bufinesl Exit. Mil.Farewell good bountiful Bartolus 'tis a brave wench A fudaine witty Theif and worth allfervice : Goe wee'll all goe, and crucrfie the Lawyer, Die. I'll clap foure tire of teeth into my mouth more But I will grind his fubttance. Arf. Well Leandro Thou haft had a ftrange voyage, but I hope Thou tid'ft now in fafe harbour, Mil. Lets goe drinke, Friends, And laugh alou'd at all our merry may-games Lop. A match, a match 'twill whet our domachs better. Exeunt. Pray you a word lam. Yes : I will give you hearin" On equal! termes, and fit by you as a friend, But not ftand as a SucOur ; Now your pleafurc ? Viol, You are very bold. Iam. Tisfitt:fince you are proud I vvas not made to feed thatfoolifh humour, With flattery and obfervance Viol. Yet,' with your favour, 7 A little forme ioyn'd with refpedl to her, ; 7 hat can add toyour wants,or free you from 5em (Nay raife you to a fate,beyond your hopesj ** Table ready co- Might welTbecome your wifedome veredwMloatb Iam. It would rather ' SakA | Write me a Foole fhould I but onely think That any good to me, cou d flow from you, Whom for fo many yeares: I have found and prov'd My greateft Enemy: I am dill the fame My wants have not transform'd me: I dare tell you, To your new cerviz'd face, wha 11 have fpoken Freely behindyour back, what I thinke of you, You are theproudeft thing, and have the lead,' Reafontobefo mat I ever read of A Bus Quint us. Scat net Prima. Enter Violante and Servant. Ser. Madam hees come. Viol, 'ris well how did he looke, Chatre andftooles out. (rtartled ? pVlien he knew from whom you were fent ? was he not Pr confident ? or fearefuh ? Ser. As appear'd to I r:lJt.e one £hat knew his fortune at the word, "'car'd not what could follow. Vi°l- 'Tis the better each me a Chaire : So bring him in, be carefoH nat none didurb us: I will cry his temper, "a it I find him apt for my employments, . Enter I amy,Servant. worke him to my ends, if net I fhall Find other Engines. Ther's my Ladie, \ 'el. Leave us You fent for me? I did,and do's the favour, P'°ur prefent date confidered, and my power, ervc no greater Ceremonie ? 'am. Ceremonie? 11 e to pay that, where I doe owe dude, ]f0t t0 m-v ^rot.hers wife: I cannot favvne, you expea it from me, you are cozen'd, fo farewep. '«l- He beares up dill; I like it, • W In ftature you are a Gianteffc: and your Tailour Talces meafure of ycu with a Jacobs l\affe, Or he can never reach you, this by the way For your large fize :Novv, in a word, or two To treat of your Complexion were decorum : I You are fo far from faire, I doubt your M other 1 Was toofamiJliar with the Moore that Jerv'd her, Your Limbes and Features, I paflfe hreifely over, As things not worth defcription; and come roundly Toyour foule, if you have any: for 'tis doubtful! Vi$l. [ laugh at thi s, proceed lam. This Souie, I fpeake of Or rather fait to keepe this heape offiefli, From being a walking dench like a large Inne, Stands open for the entertainement of A'limpiouspraidifies: but ther's no Corner An honed thought can take up: and as it were not Sufficient in your fclfto comprehend All wicked plots, you have taugh t the Foole,my Brother By your contagion almod to put o.tf The nature of the man and turn'd him Devill Becaufe he fhould be like you and I hope Will march to hell together : I have fpoken, And if the limming you in your true Colour s Can make the Painter gracious, I dand readie For my reward, or if my words didade you I weigh it not/or though your Groomes were ready To cut my throat for't,be affur'd I cannot Ufe other Language Viol. You thinke you have faid now, Like a brave fellow : i n this Womans War You ever have bin train d : Ipoke big : but fuffer'd Like a tame Affe; and when mod Ipur'd and gali'd Were never Mader of the Spleene or Spirit, That could raife up the anger of a man, And force it into affion, lam. Yes vile Creature Wer't thou a fubjeft worthy ofmy Sword, Or that thy death, this moment, could call home, My banifih'd hopes,thou now wer't dead : dead (woman) But being as thou art, it is fufficient I fcorne thee, and contemne thee Viol. This fhevves nobly : I Vtel. Now you fpeake like A man that knovves the World* Jam. 1 needs mull learne That have fo good a Tutreflfe: And what thmkeyou, (Don Henrique and Afcanio cut off) That none may live, that lhail defire to trabeus In our black pathcs, if that Oclavto His foller Father' and the lad lac tut a, (Faith pittie her, and free her from her Sorrowes) Should fall Companionswith 'em ? When we are red With murther, let us often bath in blood, The collour will be fcarlet. Viol. And that's glorious, And will protedl the fail Jam. Suppofe this don: (I f undifcqyeied J we may get for money, (As that you know buyes any thing in Rome,) A diipenlation Viol. And be married ? . Jam. True. Or if it be knowne, t ruffe up our Gold and Jewells, And fly to fomefrse State, and there with lcorne —< V'ol. Laugh at- the lawes of Spaine* 'Twere admirable.' lam. We fhall beget rare Children. I amrap'd with The meere imagination —* Viol. Shall it be don ? lam. Shall ? tis too tedious: furnifh me with meant To hire the inftruments, and to your lel£ Say it is done already: I will fhew you, 'Ere the Sun fee, how much you have wrought Upontnt Your province is onely to ufe fome meanes, To fend my Brother, to the Grove that's neighbour, To the well Port ofth* Citie ; leave the rcA, To my owne praftife; I have talk'd too lotog: But now will doe: this kifle, with my Confdfion, To worke a fell revenge : A mans a foole, If not inftruited in a Womans Schoole. Vxm Sctena Setunda* Enter Bartolus Algaajeirs and. a Paratour. The Table Jet out and fioolet. Bar. You are well enough dilguiz'd, furnifh the Tab Make no fliew, what ye are, till I difcover Not a foule knowes ye here •* be quick and dilligenc, Thefe youthes, I have invited to a BrcakefaA, But what the Sawce will be, I am of opinion I fhall take off the edges of their Appetites, And greaze their gums,for eating hartily; This month or two they have plaid their prizes withff And withtheirfeverallflurts they have lighted dan? But fure I fhall be quit : I heare 'em comming (roul j_oe off and wait the bringing in your fervice, 48 < * H^iy/1 «* » .» ** «f^ '1 The Spanijh [urate. Lea. A Gentleman, a freeman, '» One that made triall of this Ladies conftancie, f , ».j 1 ' '« And found ic ttrong as fate j Leave off your fooling, For if you follow this courfe,vou will be Chronicled S cena Tenia. inter I amy and AJfifiant. For a devil!, whlltt a Saint foe is mentioned You know my name indeed; I am now no Lawyer- Some comfort flow, I hope,or els would I wer hanged up Die. Andyet the Judge,be makes me fwet. Bar. What newes now ? Enter Ottavio, lacinta, Af:anio. y - t c Off. This is the place, but Why we are appointed By Don Iami to flay here, is a depth I cannot found, lam. I will juftifie upon my life, and Credit What you have heard, for truth,and will make prooffe of Afc. Beleev't he is too noble, AJfift. I will be ready at the appointed hovver there, To purpofe any thing but for our good Had I affurance of a thoufand Lives, And fo I leave ye. And with them perpetiiitie ofpleafure, Bar. Stay Ibefeech your vvorfoip, And doe but heare me, Andfoouldloofe all, if he prov'd only falfe, Yet I durlt run the hazard, lam. Good Sir, intend this bufines, lac. 'Tis our comfort, And let this bawling Foole ; No more words Lawyer, We cannot be more wretched then we are, And no more angers, for I gueffe your reafons, This Gentleman, i'l juttifie in all places, And that faire Ladies worth; Let who dare croffe it, And death concludes all mifery, Off. Undifcovered The Plot was call by me, to make thee jealous, Enter Henrique, I ami. But not to wrong your wife, foe is faire and vertucus, We mud attend him Die. Take us to mercy too, we befeech your honour, Wefoall be juftified the way of allflefo els,, lam. No more talke, nor no more diflention Lawyer, I know your anger, 'tis a vaine and flight one, For if you doe; i'll lay your whole life open A life that all the world foall i'll bring witnes, Afc. Our flay is not long With him Don Henrique f lac, N ow I- feare; Be filent. Hen. Why do'ft thou follow me ? lam. To five your life, And rip before a Judge the ulcerous villanies You know I know ye, and I can bring witnes. Bar. Nay good Sir, noble Sir. Iam. Be at peace then prefently, Immediately take honeft and faire truce (tleman A plot is laid for't, all my wrongs forgot, I have a Brothers Love, Hen. But thy falfe felf I feare no enemy. lam. You have no Friend, With your good Wife,and foake hands with that Gen- Has honour'd ye too much, and doe it cheerefully, Lop. Take us along, for heaven fake too. Bar. I am Friends, There is no remedie, I mutt put up all, But what breathes in me : If you move attep Beyond this ground you tread on : you are fottJ Hen. 'Tis by thy prattife then : I am font hither To meete her, that prefers my life, and fafetie Before her owne. And like my neighbours rub it ou't by'th fhoulders, Iam. That you foould be abus'd'thus And perfect friends; Leandro now I thanke ye, With vveake credulitie: She for whofe fake,' And ther'smy hand, I have no more grudge to ye, But I am too meane henceforward for your Companie, You have forgot we had one noble Father, Or that one Mother bare us, for whole love, Lea. I foall not trouble ye, You breake a contraff, to which heaven was witnes, Arf. We will be friends too : To fatisfie whofe pride, and willfull humour, tJM.il. Nay Lawyer, you foall not fright us farther, You have expos'd a fweet, and hopefull S on, For all your devills wee will bolt: Bar. I grant ye. The Gentlemans your Baile, and thank his comming, Did not he know me too well, you foould fmart for't; Goealliri peace, but when ye Foole next, Gentlemen, To all the miferies, that want can bring him, And fuch a Son, though you are moft obdurate, To give whom entertainement Savages h Acc (Tb Del The (Tb Bef Wb Of The To An< To 1 Faf Tb; Bel Yo hv Thi W\ ap Dc All Th W Th An Oi Tc :Mi Tt Th Th Come riot to me to Breakefaft. t)ie. I'l be bak'd firtt. B*r.And pray ye remember,when ye are bold & merry, The Lawyers Bancket, and the S a wee he re c Iam. Come: goe along; I have employment for ye. Employment for your lewd braynes too,to coole ye For all, for every one. n * x All. We are all your Servants. Die. All, all for any thing, from this day forward, IT hate all Breakefatts, and depend on dinners lam. I am glad you come 'Kr J! Lea. The faire has bleft me. Exeunt. Would quit their Caves themfelves, to keepe him ft* Bleake cold, and hunger: This diflembling Woman, This Idoll, whom you vvorfoip : all your love A nd fervice trod under her feete, defignes you To fill a grave, or dead, to lye a pray, For Wolues, and vultures. I XV Tc Tb An He Hen, 'Tis falfe; I defie thee, ♦ / To As To Th Arid-ftand upon my Guard To 1 1 Enter Leandro Mtllanes, Arfenio, Bart. Lopez,, De?£°i An Ottavio Iacinta Afcanio and Servants At A lam. Alas, 'tis weake : ; Come on, fince you will teach me to be cruell. ,i /. ji •j By having no fai th, in me, take your fortune, Bring the rett forth, and bind them faft. • • • a \ A i X I k A ovarii: t OB* My Lord Afc. In what haye we offended ? 1 • /'' "J t n f j I would cut off thy nofe, put out thine eyes, And fet my foot on thefe bewi tching lips, That had the dart of mine : but as thou art, I Goe to the grave unpi tried* Who would beleeve Such rage could be in woman ? \ Viol\ For this Fellow, He is not worth my knowledge* lam. Let him live then, Since you efteeme him innocent. Viol. N o, I amy, - .He fhali make up themefle : now ttrike together And let them fall fo. Unheard ofcrueltie! I can endure no longer: feize on her. Viol. Am I betrai'd ? Is this thy faith, I amy ? Could your defires Challenge performance of a deed fo h orrid ? Or, though that you had fold your felfe to hell, I fliouldmake up the bargained Live ( deare Brother five long, andhappy •• I forgive you freely • To have done you this ferviee, is to me A faire Inheritance: And how e're harfh language # + I v 1 f Call'd on, by your rough ufage) pafs'd my lipps, In my heart. I ever lov'd you : All my labours . Were but to /hew, how much your love vyas cozen'd, When it beheld it felfe in this falfe Gla/fe, That did abu/e you; and I arn fo far From envying young Hfcanio his good fortune, That if your State were mine, I would adopt hiity Thefe are the Murtherers, my noble Friend;, Which (tomake triall of her bloudy purpole ) I won, to come difguis'd thus. Hen. I am too full Of griefe, and fhame to fpeake: but what I'le doe,' Shall to the world proclaime my penitence ; And howfoever I have liv'd, I'le die A much cbang'd man. Iam. Were it but po/lible You couldmake latisfaifion to this woman, Our joyes were perfeih Hen. That's my onely comfort, That it is in my power: I ne're was married To this bad woman, though I doted on her, But daily did deferre it, ftill expecting When griefe would kill I act nth a. Ajfifi. All is come our, And finds a faire fuccefle: take her Bon Henrique, And once againe embrace your Son. Hen. Molt gladly. AJfifi. Your Brother hath deferv'd well. Hen. And fliall fhare Themoitieof my State, jtJJift, I have heard, Advocate, _ What an ill Inftrument you have bin to himi From this time ftrengthen him, with honeft counfells, As you'le deferve my pardon. 'Bar. I'le change my Copy : But I am punifa'd, for I feare I have had Afmartblow, though unfeene. Affijl. Curat, and Sexton, I have heard of you tfoo, letmeheare no more, And what's pall, is forgotten • For this woman, Though her intent were bloody, yet our Law Calls it not death : yet that her punifhment r W A'l vS AVa & 3 a m ,>a: $61 512 I H ' 1 1 . » < i in H iV 1 ! Uft,, Jllllll 50 The Spanifh (urate May deter others from fuch bad attempts, The Dowry (he brought with her, (hall be'emploi d To build a Nunnery, where (he (hall fpend ' The remnant of htr life. Of the Church, will teach you better thougiits.And You that are Batchelours, if you ever marry, In Bartolus, you may behold the iflue Viol. Since Ihave mifs'd my ends, Ifcornewhatcanfall on me. dj AJJift. The (Iriif difcipline ^ „ j ; J ^ And falfhood in Don Henri que^ keep a meane then • For he affor d that tveake man meets all ill % IT*/ ' ^ •" J htmfelfc Prologue. i O tell ye {Gentlemen,) wehave a Play, t ^ *«* o«e too., and that'tis launch'd to day, The Name ye know, that's nothing to my S tory j To tell ye, 'tis familiar, void\ of Glory ; Of State,of Bitternefj'e: of wit you'll fay, For that is now held wit, that tends that way, which we avoid: To tell ye to 'tis merry, And ft em all doubts; 'twas built for fuch aprotft L:-L I---m i • * >' ftfhe lye aloofe 1 For her owne vantage, to aive wind at will rzA... /«<. /_ _ 7 7 t i 2 but ft. Tft'll Tnif'fiandf — imu to f„ nhy Judges ' and you crmne And meant to make ye pleafant5 and not weary: rheS To tell ye that 'tis good, is to no end, If you believe not. Nay, to goe thus far, - • /> ♦/?• EpVoe, He P lay is done, yet our Suit never Idftilpart our ft To fweare it, if you fweare againft,iswar To ajjure you anything, ttmefie you fee, And fo conceive., is vanity in me; Therefore I leave it to itfelfe, and pray X ike a good Barke, it may worke out to day, 'bleft friends; i f ought have falne be ft In Building. ~ J " JJ ' " ' V"r" ^ * f" V* V i And you have pardon d it A // +h & T> ^ J . ^ * ¥ ft ft ■> fomething may be mended; Thofe are ft + ' jI that may deftroyy but fvt i 11 F I Tf ( ] 1 1 J ( j \ r !! Vf| . 1< . f | • m > _ A A A A A A A ] ' 1 1 ] ijt ^ ^ I ✓ TH / —«• 2^— i rnriTw1 • w* - 6 tsseur. I The Curat of the Parifh, but for Cleremont The bold, and under-taking Cleremont, Totalke thus to his friend his friend that knovves him, Din Ant, that knovves his Qeremont, is abfurd, Andmeere Apocripha* Cler. Why, what know you of me? Din. VVhy if thou haft forgot thy felfe, I'll tell thee, And not looke backe,to fpeake of what-'thou vvert At fifteene, for at thole yeares, I have heard Thou waft flefh'd, and enter'd bravely* Cler. Well fit, vvell- Din. But yefterday, thou waft the common fecond, Of all that onely knew thee, thou hadft biils I Set up on every poft, to give thee notice, Where any difference was, and who-were parties, ; , And as, to fave the charges of the Law; Pooremen feeke Arbitrators, thou wert chofen By fuch as knew thee not, to compound quarrells J ' Buc thouwert fodelighted with the fport, That if there were n© juft caufe, thou wouldft make one, Or be engag'd thy felfe: This godly calling ■' '' - Thou haft followed five and twenty yeares, and ftudied The Criticifmes of contentions, and art thou_ In fo few houres transform'd ? certaine this night Thou haft had ftrange dreames, or rather viftons. Cler. Yes, Sir, I have feene fooles, and fighters, chain'd together, And the Fighters had the upper hand and whipt fir ft, Thepoore Sorts laughing at 'em. What I have bin It skils not what I will be is relblv'd on. Din. Why then you'll fight no more ? Qer. Such is my purpofe. Din. Onnooccafion ? Cler. There you ftagger me, Some kind of wrongs there are,which flefti and blood Cannot endure. Din. Thou wouldft not willingly, Live a proteftedcoward,or be Call'done ? Cler. Words, are but words. Din. Nor would'ft thou take a blow ? (enemy, (^ler. Not from my friend, though drunke, and from an I thinke much lefle. Din. There's feme hope of thee left then, Wouldft thou heare me, behind my back difgrac'd ? Cler. Do you think I am a rogue ? they that Ihould do it Had better bin borne dumbe. Din. Or in thy prefence ? ! Enter fDinant and Cleremont. DinW^ Iflvvade me not. |||||Sr Clere. It will breed a braule. Din. I care not, I weare a Sword. Cler. And weare diferetion with it, Or caft it oflf, let that direct your arme, 1 I'Tis madnefle els, not valour, and more bafe ' Then to receive a wrong. i Din. Why would you have me j Sit dovvne with a difgrace, and thanke the doer ? j We are not Stoicks, and chat paifive courage i Is onely now, commendable in Lackies, Peafants,and Tradefemen, not in men of ranke, ! And qualitie, as I am. Cler. Doe not cherilh That daring vice,for which the whole age fuffers The blood of our bold youth, that heretofore ■Was fpe-nt in honourable aCftion, Or to defend, or to enlarge the Kingdome, For the honour of our Countrey, and our Prince, Poures it felfe out, with projigall expence Upon our Mothers lap, the Earth that bred us For every trifle,and thele private Dueils, Which had their firft originall from the French; ( And for which, to this- day, we are juftly cenfured ) ■And baniftit from all civil! Governments Scarce three in f mice, in as many yeares; ; ^ Florence, they are rarer, and in all The faireDominions of the Spanifh King, They are never heard of:Nay,thoie neighbour Countries, Which gladly imitate our other follies, And come at a deare rate to buy them of us, Begin hqw to deteft them. Din. Will you? and yet—— Cler. And I have heard, that fome of our late Kings, L°r the lie, wearing of a Miftris, feathers; A cheate at Cards or Dice and fuch like caufes, '^efoft as many gallant Gentlemen, As might have met the great Turke in the field With confidence of a glorious ViClorie, Andfhallwethen— 2)'©. No more, for fhame no more, fe you become a Patron to ? 'tis a new one, o more on't, burn't, give it to fome Orator, -help him to enlarge hisexercife, uh h'ch aone, it might doe well, and profit The little French Lawyer. M hkf W I ill I I!; 11 ! H 54. The little Trench Latter. And doe it gladly Cler. We ha1 the better of him, _ We ha' made him crye. Vtrdo. Ycu liiall have fatisfaffion, And I will doe it nobly, or difclaime me. Beaup. I fay no more' you have a Brother,f ifter, This is your Wedding day, we are in the ttreete, And howfoever, they forget their honour, 'Tis fit I loofe not mine, by their example. Vert a. If there be Lawes in Paris iooke to anfwer This infolent affront Qer. You that live by them, Study 'em for heavens fake ; for my part I know not Nor care not what they are, Is their ought els That you would fay ? Din. Nothing, I have my ends, Lamira weepes, I have faia too much I feare; So dearely once I lov'd her, that I cannot Endure to fee her teares. ExiHKt.Dionant andCleremont. W Champ. See you performe it, And doe it like my N ephew. Verdo. If I faile in't Nereknow me more,Coufen Beupre Champ. Repent not What thou hall done, my life, thou fhalt not find I am decrepit ; in my love, and fer vice, I will be young, and conllant, and beleeve me, For thou fhail find it true, in fcorne of all. The fcandalls thefe rude men have throwne upon me I'le meete thy pleafures, with a young mans ardour And in all circumftances, of a Husband, Performe my parts. Lamira. Good Sir, I am your fervant, And 'tis too late now, ifl did repent, (Which as I am a virgin yet, I doe not) To undoe the knot, that by the Church is tyed Onely I wouldbefeech ye, as you have, A good opinion of me, and my vertues, For fo you have pleas'd to llilemy innocent vveakenes, That what hath pafs'd beween Dinant and me, Or what now in your hearing he hath fpoken, Beget not doubts, orfeares. Champ. I apprehend you, You thinkeT will be jealous,as I live Thou art millaken fweet; and to confirme it Difcourfe with whom thou wilt, ride where thou wilt, Feaft whom thou wilt, as often as thou wilt, For I will have no other guards upon thee Then thine owne thoughts, Lamira. I'le ufe this liberty VVith moderation Sir, Beaxp. I am relolv'd S teale oft" i 'le follow you, Champ. Come Sir, you droope, Till you find caufe, which I fhall never give Diffike not ofyeur foil in Law, Vert a. Sir, You teach me To cherifh any thought to breed unrett, Or to our felves, or to our Nuptiall feaft. Enter D tnant and Cleremont, We Din. WhatfportI prithee? , ; [Cler. Why we muft fight, I know it, and I long for't It was apparent in the fiery oye, J Of young Verdoone, Beaupre look'd pale and fhooke to0, Familiar fignes of anger. They areboth brave fellovve's Tride and approv'd, and I am prou'd to encounter. With men, from whom no honour can be loll They will play up to a man, and let him off, W hen ere I goe to the field, heaven keepe me from T he meeting of an unflefh'd youth or Coward, The firft to get a name, comes on too hot, The Coward is fo fwift in giving ground, There is no overtaking him, without A hunting Nag, well breath'd too. Din. All this while, You ne'r thinke on the danger, Cler. Why 'tis no more, Then meeting of a doufen Friends at Supper, And drinking hard; mifcheifcomes thereunlook'dfor, I am fure as iuddaine, and ftrikes home as often, For this we are prepar'd Din. Lamira Loves *" . » . Her Brother Beaupre dearely^ Cler. What of that ? Din. And fhouldjie call me'to accot honour The language I fbould ufe ; I am moft happy Exeunt Verdone and Beaupre. [ Of my opinion) In being fo neere you Lamira. O my feares good nurie Follow my Brother unobferv'd and learne, Which way he takes. Nurf. I will be carefull Madam. Cham. Betweene us complements are fuperfluous, One Gentlemen, th' affront we have met here Wee'l thinke upon hereafter, 'twere unfit Recant my words, that little hope is left me, 'Ere to enjoye what (next to heaven I lone for.) Is taken from me, Cler. Why what can you hope for, She being now married? Din. On my Cleremont, To you all fecrets ofmy heart lye open, And I reft moft fecure that vvhatfoer'e I lockeup there, is as a private thought, And will no farther wrong me,I am a Frenchman, And for the greater part, we are borne Courtiers, She is a woman, and how ever yet, No heat offervice> had the power to melt Her frozen Chaftity, time and opportuaitie May vvorke her to my ends, I confeffe ill ones, And yet I mutt purfue 'em: now her marriage, In probabilitie,vvill no way hurt, But rather help me, Cler. Sits the wind there? pray you tell me How farr off, dwells your love from luft I Din. Too neere, But prithee chide me not, Cler. Not I, goe on boye, I have faults my felfi and'will not reprehend A crime I am not free from : for her Marriage, I doe efteeme it (and moft batchellors are i i t A * Exit Nurfe. m M r - . • ' | ' 'J ... To play the wanton, without loffe of honour. Din. Would ftie make rife of't fo, I were m Cler. No more ofthis, Judge now, Whither I have theguift of prophecie. Enter Beaupre and Verdeene. "Beaup. Monfieur Dinant. I am dad to find vou Sir. t Din. AiS> - . Din. I am at your fervice. Verd. Good Monfieur (leremoht To be knowne better to you, Cler. My defires Embraceyour vvifhes Sir, Scaup. Sir, I have ever Efteem'd you truly noble, and profefle. « A A * I t To call you Brother, but my Fathers pleafure Denied that happinelfe, I know no man lives, That can command his paftions, and therefore Dare not condemne, the late intemperate language You were pleas'd to ufe, to my Father and my Sitter Hee's old and flie a woman, I molt Ibrtie, My honour does compell me to entreat you, To doe me the favour, with your fvvcrd to meete me A mile without the Citie. Din. You much honour me. In the demand, I'l gladly waite upon you, Beaup. O Siryou teach me what to fay : the time ? Dm. With the next Sun, ifyou thinke fit. Beanp. The place. Din. Nere to the vineyard eaftward from the Citie, Beaup. I like it well, this gentleman ifyou pleafe Will keepe me company, Cler. That is agreed on; And in my Iriends behalf I will attend him Verd. You fhal 1 not m i fie my fervice. Beaup. Good day Gentlemen.Extfieaup. And Verdoi Din At your Commandement. Cler. Prou'd to be your fervants I thinke there is no Nation under heaven \ That cut their enemies throates with complement, And fuch fine trickes as we doe : If you have Any few Prayers to fay, this night you may Call 'em to mind and ufe 'em, for my felfj As I have little to loofe, my care is lefle, So till to morrow morning, I bequeath you, To your devotions; and thofe payed,but ufe That noble courage I have feene, and we Shall fight, as in a Cattle, P'». Thou art all honour, Thy refoultion, would tteele a Coward, And Imott fortunate, in fuch a Friend, All tendernefle, and nicercfped of woman, Be now far from me, reputation take A full poifeflion of my heart, and prove Honour the firft place holds,the fecond love. Enter Lamira, Chariots. T-fMwV. Sleepes my Lord ftill Car lot*. p ' Not to be wak'd By your Ladifhips cheerefull Iookes, I well perceive That this night, the good Lord hath bin At an uufuali fervice, and no wonder If he reft after it You are very bold Char. Your Creature Madam,and when ycu are pk adnefle to me*s a ttranger, your good pardon ipeake like a foole, I could have withe, °have taine your place to night, had bold Dinant our firtt and moll obfequious fervant tatted ofe dedicates, which by his lethargie ®it appeares, have cloyed my Lord, Eamina, No more. "arf. I am filene'd Madam I fihould have bin moll proud, to have had the honour, I Nurft • — —- ~—- Lamira. Saw you my nurle this mot Chart. No Madam. Lamira. I am full of feares. Who's that ? Chart. Sheyouenquir'dfor Lamira. Bring her iu, and leave me Now nurfe what nevves. whjbitk Ex. Qharlote Enter Nurfe. Exeunt. They are to fight this morning, ther's no remedie I law my Lord your Brother, and Verdoone. Take horle as I came by, Lamir. Wher's Cleremoht ? Nurfe. I met him too, and mounre4 Lamir. Wher's Dinant ? ftricke Nurfe. There's ail the hope, I have ftaied him with t If I have done well lb, Lamir. What trieke ? Nurfe. I 'touldhim, Your Ladilhip layed your command upon him To attend you prefently, and to confirme it, Gave him the ring' he oft hath feene you weare. That you bellowed on me; he vvaites without ' Difguis'd, and ifyou have that power in him, As I prefume you have, it is in you To ttay oraker him. Lamir. Have you learnt the place, Where they are to encounter ? Nurfe. Yes 'tis where The Duke of Bnrgnndie^ met Lewis eleventh Lamir. Enough I will reward thee 1 i bet ally,Ex, Nurf* Goe bring him in, full deare I loy'd Dinant, While it was lawful!, but thole fires are quenched I being now anothers, truth forgive me And let dittimulation, be no crime, Though mod unwillingly, I put it on To guard a Brothers lafetie. Enter Dinant. ' Dina. Now your p'eafure, Though ill you have defery'd it, you perfev'd I am ftill your foole,and cannot but obey What ever you command Lamir. You Ipeake. as if You did repent it and 'tis not worth my thankes then, But there has bin a time, in which you would Receive this as a favour Din. Hope was left then Of recompence. Lamir. Why I am Fill Lamira. And you Dinant. and 'tis yet in my power I dare not fay, i'll put it into a&, To reward your love and fervice, Din. Ther's fbme comfort, Lamir. But thinke not that fo low I praie my fame, To give it up to any man that refules , To buy it, or with danger or performance Of what I fhall enjoine him, jDin. Name that danger Be it of what horrid lhape foever Ladie Which I will fihrinkeat; only at this ii'ftant Be fpeedie in't Lamir. I'll put you to the triall: You fhall not fight to day, doe you ftart at that ? Not with my Brother, I have heard your difference, Mine is no Helens beauty, tobepurchas'd A A A A A _ A ^ A ^ ^ blood Favour s 16 The little Trench Lawyer. Favours from me, delerve them with obedience, Ther's no way els to gain 'em Din. You command Wnat with mine honour I cannot obey Which lies atpawne again!! it and a friend Equally deare as that, or life engag'd, Not for himfelf,but me. Lamir. Why.foolifh man, Dare you foHicitetne. toferve your luft, In which not onely, J abufe my Lord, My father, and my family, but write whore, Though not upon my forhead/in my confidence, To be read howerly, and yet name your honours ? Yours fuffer but in circumllance ; mine in fubllance, If you obey me, you part wi th lome credit, FromWhom • the giddy multitude ? but mankind Will cenlureme, and juftly Din. I will loofe, What moll I doe defire, rather then hazard So deare a friend, or write my fclfe a coward, 'Tis better be no man Lamir. This will not doe ; Why I defire not, you fhould be a coward, Nor doe I weigh my Brothers life with yours, Meete him, fight with him, doe, and kill him tairely, Let me not fuffer f r you, I am carelelfe. Din. Suffer for me ? Lamir. For you, mykindneffe to you, Already brands me, with a ftrumpets name, Din. O that I knew the wretch! Lamir. I will not name him, Nor give you any Charadler to know him; But ifyou dare, and inftantly ride foorth At the well port of the City, and defend there My reputation, again!! all you meete, For two houres on ly, i'l nop fweare Dinanet, To fatisfie, (though fure I thinke I (ha.ll) What ever you defire, iFyou denie this Be def jerate, for willingly, by this light, I'l never fee thee more Din. Two houres, doe you fay ? Lamir. Only two houres, Dina. I were no Gentleman, Shou d I make fcr.uple of it ;this favour armes me, And boldly il' pprforme it. Exit. Lamir. I am glad on't. This will prevent their meeting yet, and keepe My Brother fafe,which was the marke I fhott at.Exeunt. Aft us Secundus. Scena Prima. rieremont, as in the field What are you ready the time has ovet taneus? Beaup. And this you know the place. Cler. No Dinant yet ? Beaup. We come not now to argue, but to doe • We waiteyouSir, Cler. Ther's no time pal! yet. Gentlemen, ; We have day enough .' i'l! polfible he comes not ? j Ycu fee I am ready here, and doe but l!ay, Till my Friend come, walke but a turne or two, 'Twill not be long. [ Verd. We came to fight. ? Cler. Yee fhall fight Gentlemen, And fight enough, but a fhort turne or two i I thinKe I fee him, let up your watch, wee'l fight by it, Beat*. That is not hee ; we will not be deluded. Cler. Am I bobd thus, pray take, a pipe of tobacco? Or fing but fome new ay re; by that time,Gentlemen Vtrd.Come draw your fvvord,you know thecullomeheit FirlI come, firlfferv'd ($! Cler. Though it be held a cullome, And prartifedfo, I doe net hold it honefi; What honour can you both win on me fingle ? Beaup. Yeild up you fivord then * Cler. Yeildmy Sword ? that's Hebrew ; I'll be firl! cut a peices; hold but a while, I'll take the next that comes, Enter an old Gentleman. You are an old Gentleman. Gent. Yes indeed am I,Sir, Cler. And weare no Sword? I X • S Gent. I need none; Sir, Cler. I would you did, and had one j I wane now fuch afoolifh courtefie You fee thefe Gentlemen; Gent. You want a fecond. In good Faith Sir, I was never handfome at it, I would you had my Son, but hee's in Italy, A proper Gentleman; you may doe well gallants If you quarrell be not capital!, to have more mercy, The Gentleman may doe his Country Cler. Now I befeech you, Sir, If you dare not fight, doe not ftay to beg my pardon, There lies your way. Gent. Good morrow Gentlemen. Exit* "Verd. You fee your fortune, You had better yeild your fvvord. Cler. Pray yee 1!ay a little Enter two Gentlemen. Upon mine honeliie, you fhall befougbt with; Well, Dm antt well, thefe weare fwords and feeme bravt As youare Gentlemen, one of you lupply me (fellow^ I want a fecond. now to meete thefe gallants, You know what honour is,' I I Cler. I am firffi't 1 field that honours gain'd of our fide i Gent. Sir you mull pardon us, Pray Heaven I may get of as honourablie, The houre is pafl. I wonder Dinantcomes not, This is the place,I cannot fee him yet ; It is hisquarrell too, that brought me hither, And I ne'r knew him yet, but to this honour, A firme and worthy Friend, yet I fee nothing, Nor Horfe nor man; 'twould vex me, to be left here, To th mercy of two fwords, and two approved ones I never knew him daft. II II We goe about the fame worke, you are ready for; And muf! fight prefently, els we were your fervants, 2 Gent. God fpeed you, and good day. Exit Geti Ai Cler. Am I thus Coked? Enter Beau pre and Verdoone. "Beaup. You are well met Clerement. (Sir Beaup. Come either yeild Cler. A s you are honefl Gentlemen, :ay but the next, and then i'll take my fo And if I fight not like a man ?Fy Dinant, Cold now and treacherous, Enter Monfieur la Writ rvithi, La Writ. I underfland your caufes. Ar W lie Sw Verdo. You are a faire Gentleman,& love ycur friend Yours about corne, yours about pinnes andglafles, Wii •%tr 58 !The little trench Lawyer. Goewalki'th' horfe faire;whiftle gentleman, Whatmuft I doe now? - ^ Enter Clcremont, purfted by K?rdoonek Cler. Heip me, I am aimqft breathiefl'e. La-writ.With a'l my heart,there's a coldpy for you,fir. Cler. Thou flrik'd me, fooJe- La-writ. Thou roole, ftand further offthen, Deliver, deliver. Cler. Hold faff. He fmkes up the others heeles> La-writ .1 never faile in't and takes his Sword too. There's twelve pence, go buy you two leaden Daggers, Have I done well ? Cler. Molt like a gentleman. Beau. And we two bafely lofl. Verd. 'Tis but a fortune. We fhail yet find an houre. Cler. I fhall be piad on'r Ex.Beau, ferdoone fad. La-writ. Where's my'cioake, and my trinkets ? Or will you fight any longer, for a crafli or two ? frr. I am your noble friend, fir. La-writ. It may be fo. Cler. What honour fhall I doe you, For this great courtefie ? La-writ. All I defire of ye, (moreon't Is to take thequarrell to your felfe, and let meheareno I have no liking to't, 'tis a foolifh matter, And help me to put up my Sword. Cler. Moll willingly. But I am bound to gratifieyou and I mud not leave you. La-writ. I tell you I will not be gratified, Nor I will heare no more on't: take the Swords too* An J doe not anger me hut leave me quietly For the matter of honour, 'tis at your ovvne dilpofure, And fo, and fo, * T Cler. Thisisamod rare Lawyer: I am fure mod valiant.Well Dinane. as you fatisfie me; I fay no more : I am loden ii ke an Armorer. Exit.Cler. Enter Dinant. Din. TobedifpatchtuponalleevelefTe errand? To leave my friend engag'd, mine honour tainted ? Thele are trim things. I am fee here ixke a Perdue, To watch a fellow that has wrong'd my Miiiris, A fcurvv fellow, that mult palfe this way, But what this (curvy fellow-is, or whence, Or whether his name bd William or John, Or Anthony or Dick^ or any thing I know not; Afcurvy rascally fellow. Imuttaimeat, And there's the office of an Affie flung on me. Sure Cleremont has lought,but how come off, And what the world fhall thinke of ,me hereafter : Well, woman, woman, I mull looke your rafcalls, And loofe my reputation : ye have a fine power over us. Thefe two long houres I have trotted here and enrioufly Survei'd all goers by,yet find no ralcall. La-writ fings within then Enters. ~ o j . j Nor any face to quarrel! with : What's that ? ^ ^ This is a rafcal.lv voice fure it comes thi^ way. La-writ. He ft-rooke fo hard the Bafon broke, And Tarcuin heard the found. Bin. What m£der thing is this ? let me lurvey k T a-writ. And then heft/ookf k*s necke in two. Dm, This may be a rafcall, but 'tis a mad rafcall, What an Aipbabetof face • he puts on ? [ Hey how it fi nces ? if this fliouid be the rogue, As 'tis the Jikeliefl rogue I fee this day Lawr.Was ever man for Ladies fake ? down down. Di. And what are you good firPdow^dowiyiovvn^o,', La-wr. What's that to you good fir? dovvne, downe, Din. A pox on you good; fir, dovvne, dovvne, dom You with your Buckram bag,what make you here?(iy And from whence come you?I could fight with myftad La-w.Lhoxi fierce man,that like fir Lancelot doflappt I need not tell thee what I a n,nor eke what .I make he Din. This is a precious knave,day day,good Trifit^ And let me aske thy mightinefle a queflion, j. Did ye never abufe a Lady ? La-writ. Not; to ahuie a Lady, is very hard, fir, Din. Say you fo, fir ? [ Didd thou never abule her .honour ?! ' ■ ::iJ La-writ. Not; to abule her honour, is impolTible. Bin. Certaine this is the rafcall: What's thy namt La-writ. My name is Cock^a two, ufe me refpe&ivet I will be Cocke ©f three elle. Din. What's all this ? •* You fay. you did abufe a Lady; La-wrtt. You ly. • Din. And that you wrong'd her honour. La-writ. That's two lyes, Speake luddenly, for I am full of bufinefle. ~ (go: Din. What art thou,or what candthoube, thouf That dar'd give me the ly thus ? thou mak'd me won; Law. And wonder on till time makes all this plaint Din.You muft not part fo, fir, art thou a gentleraa; La-w. Aske thofe, upon whole ruines,I am mount? Din. This is fome Cavellero Knight o'th\Sun. La-w.l tell thee I am as good a gentleman as theDn I have atchieved — goe follow thy bufinefle. Din. But for this Lady, fir a La-wrtt. Why., hang this Lady, fir, And the Lady Mother too.fir,what have I to do with- Enter Cleremont. Cler. 'Tis the little Lawyers voice: has he got ffljfi It fhould be here abouts. Din. Yedrybisket rogue, j I wil to fwingeyou for this blafphemie Have I found you out ? Cler. That fliouid be D wants tongue too (< La-w. And I defy thee do thy wortho ho quoth Lane And that thou lBait know, I am a true "entieman. I • And fpeake according to thepbrafe triumphant; Thy Lady, is a lcurvy Lady*arid a (Bitten Lady, And though I never heard of her4 a deBofhed Lady, And thou, a Iquire or low degree; will that contentf Dofl thou way-lay me with Ladies ? A pretty lvvorc j A very pretty fvvord I haue a great mind to't. Din. You (hall not loofe your longing, rogue. Cler. Hold, hold, Hold Dinant, as thou art a gentleman. ■La-writ. As much as you will, my hand is in now* Cler.I am your friend, fir 'Dinant you draw your ft Upon the gentleman, prefer v'd your honour : This was my fecond and did back me nobly, • For (Lame forbeare. j] Din. I aske your mercy, fir, and am your fervant # La-writ. May we not fight then ? Cler. I am lure you fhall not now. • k ** • * La-w.I am lorry for t I am lure I'le flay no longer Not a jot longer : are there any more on ye afore ? I will ling ftill, fir. Exit La-writ* Din. I looke now you (Bould chide me,and 'Tis ft And with much bitternefle exprefl'e your anger, I have deferv,d: yet when you know C h W iai Pf* ihe T# in* vet 3Hf on: line aa intt Di ; c« ithl lyv a ana The little French Lawyer. 59 Cler. Ithankeye, Doe you thinke, that the wrong you have ofired me, Themoft unmanly wrong, unfriendly wrong' Din. I doe confefle Cler. That boyifti Height Din. Net fo, fir. Cler. That poore,anJ bale renouncing ofyour honour, Can be allaied with words ? Din. Igiveyou way ftill. (part, Cler. Coloured with fmooth excufes ? Was it a friends A Gentlemans, amans thatvveares a Sword, And ftands upotwhe point of reputation, To hide his head, then,when his honour call'd him? Call'd him alowd, and lead him to his fortune ? ,\ To halt and flip the collet ? by my life, ,\ I would have given my life, I had never knowne thee, Thou haft eaten Canker-like into my judgement With this difgrace, my whole life, cannot heale againe. Din. This I can fuffer too, I find it honeft. per. Can you pretend an excufe now may abfolve you, Or any thing like honeft, to bring you off? Ingage me like an Afle ? Din. Will you but heare me ? Cler. Expofe me like a Jade,to tug, and hale through, Laugh'dat, and almofthooted? your difgraces, ( friend, J 9 ^ W Invite mens Swords, and angers todifpatch me Din. Ifyou will be patient. per. And be abus'd ftill: But that I have call'd thee And to that name, allow a Sanfruary, You fbould heare further from me,I would not talk thus: But henceforth ftand upon your owne bottome,fir. And beare your owne abufes, I fcorne my fword Should travell in fo poore and empty quarrells. D«». la,you done yet? take your whole fwinge of anger, I'le beare all with content. Cler. Why were you abfent i Din. You know I am no Coward, you have feene that, And therefore, out of feare, forfooke you not : You know I am not falfe, ef a treacherous nature, Apt to betray my friend I have fought for you too ; You know no bufinefle, that concern d my ftate, My kindred, or my life. Oe?- Where was the fault then ? Bin. The honour of that Lady I adore Her credit, and her name: ye know flae fent for me, And with what haft. Cler. What was he that tradue'd ? Bin. The man i'th' Moone,I think, hither I was fent, But to what end Enter old Lady. Cler. This is a pretty flim-flam. C.La.I am glad I have met you fir,I have bin feeking, ""u leeKing every where. Cler. And now you have found him, declare that bufinefle, our Embaflfadour. , , . O.Lady. What's that to ye good man flouter ? O fir my | Din. I have fpoke too liberally. ^'VfiPrpfhp/* nn r\€t\\u T *A\r T KavP fOO tTlUch OH t# I I 0l3.ll dcllVCr Wh/'*.That tongue that tells faire tales to mens deftru- Shall never rack me more. Old Lady. Stay there. Cler. Goe forward. Din. I will now heare her, fee her as a woman, Survey her, and the power man has allowed, fir, As I would doe the courfe of common things^ Unmov'd, unftruck. Per. Hold there and I forgive thee. Din. She is not faire, and that that makes her proud, Is not her owne, our eies bellow it on her, To touch and kifle her is no bleflednefle, A Sun-burnt Ethiopes lip's as foft as hers. Goe bid her ftick feme other triumph up, And take into her favour fome dull foole, That has no pretious time to Joofe, no friends, No honour, nor no life, like a bold Merchant, A bold and banquerupt man, I have ventur'd all thefe, And fplic my bottome: returne this anfvver to her, I am awake againe, and lee her mi/chiefes, And am not now, on every idle errand, And new coyn'd anger, to be hurried, And then defpis'd againe,I have forgot her. Cler. If this be true O.Lady. I am forry, I have troubled you, Moreforrie, that my Lady has adventur'd So great a favour, in fo vveake a mind: This houre you have refits'd,that when you come to know Will run you mad, and make you curfe that fellow* She is not faire, nor handfome, fo I leave you. Cler. Stay Lady, ftay, but is there fuch a bufinefle ? O.Lady. You wouldbreake your neck 'twere yours. Cler. My back, you would fay. O.La.But play the friends part ftill,fir, and undoe him, 'Tis a faire office. (it, —* xvwivt iivv lUVJi. c c/l uiy Cler. Let me have a little, lpeake Old Lady. To you fir ? Lis more then time: All occafions fet afide fir Or whatfoever may be thought a bufinefle Din. What then ? Old Lady. Repaire to me within this houre. Cler. Where? O.Lai (fent Z flfttmpfii O.Lady. I foal 1 deliver what you fayi Cler. You (hall be hang'd fir ft, You would faine be prating now; take the man with you. O.Lady. Not I, I have no power. Cler. You may goe Dinant. O.Lady. 'Tis in's own will I had no further charge,fir, Then to tell him what I did,which if I had thought It foould have bin receiv'd fo- . i « Cler. 'Faith you may, ] ( You doe not know,ho\v far it may concerne you* I 2 If * Aftwtertiw. Scena prima. *# «' * I " .4 • ' r P % • Enter Champertiell, L amir a, Beattpre> Verdoonc, Chailote. Beattp. We'll venture on him. Cham.Out of my dores I charge thee,fee me no more Lam. Your Nephew ? Cham. I difclaime him. He has no part in me, nor in my blood, My Brother that kept fortune bound,and left Conquell hereditary to his Iflue Could not beget a coward. Verd. I fought, fir, Like a good fellow, and a fouldier too, But men are men, and cannot make their fates •• A Icribe you t© my Father, what you pleafe, I am borne to luffer. Cham. All difgraces wretch. Lam. Good fir be patient. Cham. Was there no tree, ( For to fall by a noble enemies fword, A Coward is unworthy ) nor no.River, To force thy Jife out backward, or to drowne it, But that thou mull furvive thy infamie i And kill me, with the fight of one I hate ? And gladly would forget ? Beanp. Sir, his misfortune Defer-ves not this reproofe. Cham. In your opinion, 'Tis fit you two fliould be of one beliefe, You are indeed, fine gallants,and fight bravely I'th* City with your tongues, but in the field Have neither fpirit to dare, nor power to doe, Your fvvords, are all ledd there. Beattp. I know no duty, C How ever you may wreake your Ipleene on himj That birides me to endure this. ' ^^ t i • • • I i % ^ , Cham. From D inant You'll fuffer more; that ever curfed I, Should give my honour up, to the defence Of fuch a thing as he is, or my Lady The little French Lawyer. 61 0 0 ot one that knevy her felfe the absolute Miftris Of all his faculties. Cham. Gave all rewards too His fervice could defer ve; did not he take The meafure of my fheets ? Lam. Doe not looke yellow, I have caufe to fpeake ; froyvnes cannot fright me,, By all my hopes, as I am fpotiefle to you, If I reft once aflur d, you doe but doubt me, • Orcurbeme of that freedome, you once g Cham. What then ? Lam. I'll not alone, abufe your bed, that But to your more vexation, 'tis refov'd on, I'll run away, and then try if Dinant Have courage to defend me. Champ. Impudent! Verde. And on the fudden Beau. How are ye transform'd, From what you were ? Lam. I was an innocent Virgin, And I can truly fvveare, a Wife as pure As ever lay by Husband, and will dy fo, Let me live unfufpefred, I am no fervant, Nor will be us'd like one : If you delire Tokeep me conftatu, as I would be, let , Truft and beliefe in you, beget, and nurfe it; Unneceflary jealoufies, make more whores Then all baites els, laied to entrap our frailties. Beau. There's no contefting with her, from a child Once mov'd, fhe hardly was to be appeas'di Yet I dare fw.eare her honeft. Enter Monjler Sampfon ^ and. three Samp. I know Monfier La-writ. Cb' VVoiildheknewhirnfelfe, Sir. ( yer. i Cham. Solthinketoo judgeme j I be To have my Wife, my foveraigne, to command me : I'll try the gentler way, but if that faile, Believe it, Sir, there's nothing but extreames, VVhich flie mulf feele from me. (fvveetly, looke up Beau. That, as you pleafe fir. Chart. You hav e won the b My Lord limpes toward you. Lam. You will Iearne more manners. Chart. This is a fee, for counfeli that's unask'd for. Cham. Come,Lmiftook thee fweet, prethee forgive me, I never will be jealous :ere I cherifib Such a mechanick humour j I'll be nothing; I'll fay Binant, is all that thou wouldft have him, VVilithatfuffioe ? Lam. 'Tiswell, fir. Champ. Ule thy fteedome Uflcheck'd, and unobferv'd, if thou wilt have it, Thefe fhali forget their honour, I my wrongs We'll all dote on him, hell be my reward IfldiiTemble. ^Cam. And thathell take me i affefl him, he's a Iuftfull villaine, (But yet no coward ) andfollicitesmp To my difhonopr, that's indeed a quarrel!, And truly mine, which I will fo revenge, As it (hall frighp, fuch as dare onely thinke ■ be adulterers. Cham, ufe chine owne waies, ^veup all to thee. \x7v*m' ^ women, women! vvhenvmi - a ~c Samp. He was a pretty Lawyer, a kind of pretty Law- Ofa kind, of unable thing. 2 Cly. A fine Lawyer, Sir, And would have firk'd you up a bufinefle, And out of this Court into that. Samp. Ye are too forward, Not fo fine my friends, fomething he could have done, Butftiort, fhort. x Cly. I know your worfhips favour, You are Nephew to the Jud [Samp. It may be fo, ~ (friends; And fomething may be done, without trotting i'th' durt, jt may be I can take him in his Chamber, And have anhoures calke, it may be fo, And tell him that in's eare, there are fuch cour tefies : I will not fay, lean. 3 Cly. VVe know you can, fir. ( writ ? ^w.Peradventure Lperadventure no:but where's La- Where's your fufficient Lawyer ? 1 Cly. He's blowne up, Sir. 2 Cly. Run mad, and puarrells, with the dog he meets; He is no Lawyer, of this worldnovv. Samp. Your reafon? Is he defend ? is he dead ? 2 Cly. No, he's not dead yet, fir; (houres: But I would be loth to take a leafe on's life for two Alas, he ispoflfeft fir, with the fpirit of fighting, And quarrells with all people; but how he came to it Samp, If hefight well, and like a Gentlet The man may fight, for 'tis a lawfell calling Looke you my friends, I am a civil! Gentle And my Lord my Uncle loves me. VVe all know it, fir.< 3 cb ( bufinefle Sam. I thinke he does, fir, I have bufinefs too, much Turn you fome forty or fifty Caufes in a weeke; Yet when 1 get an houre of vacancie, lean fight too my friends, a little does well, I would be loth to learne to fight. i Cly. But and'c pleafe you,fir, His fighting has negleded all our bufinefle, We are undone, our caufes caft away, fir, His not appearance. Sam. There he fought too long A little,& fight well,he fought too long indeed friends; But ne'r the iefle, things niuft be, as they may, And there be wayesr i Cb- We know, Sam. Something I'll doe; goe rally up your C Enter La-tvrit, and a Gentleman at the dore. 2 Cly. Now you may behold fir, And be a witfieffe, whether we lie or no. ( men La-writ. I'll meet you at the Ordinary.fvveet Gentle- And if there be a wench or two We La-wr. No handling any Duells before I come, We'll have no going lefle, I hate a coward. Gent. There fhall be nothing done. La-wr. M ake all the quarrells You can devife before I come, and let's all fight, There is no fport els . W i f ? j - _— —- ,but provokt,the Exeunt, Cb We'll fee what may be done i L Cler. Would you had done too. You know not In what a milery, and feare I ly. You have a Lady in your armes. Din. I would have-— The Kectrie Cham. Vic watch you. goodman wood have, againt, Ckr. Remove for heavens lake, And fall to that you come for. La m.Ly you downe, 'Tis but an houres endurance now. Cler. I dare not, foftly fvveet Lady, heart ? Lam.Tis nothing but your feare,he fleeps Hill found, Ly gently downe. Cler. 'Pray make an end. Din. Come, Madam. Lam.Theie Chambers are too neare. Ex. Dm U, Cham. I fhall be nearer ; Well, goe thy wayes.I'le trull thee through the world, D^aie how thou wilt: that that I never feeie, I'le never feare. Yet by the honour of a Souldiour I hold thee truly Noble.How thefe things will ;ooke And how their bloods will curdle ? play on children, You fliall have pap anon. O thou grand foole That thou knovvell, but thy fortune —■ MnJiekj- Cler. Peace, good Madam, Stop her mouth Dinant, it fleeps yet, 'pray' be wary, Dilpatch, I cannot endure this mifery, I can heare nothing more; I'le lay my praiers. And downe againe"—■ Whiftle within. A thoufand larums, fail upon my quarter, v- Heaven lend me off; When I ly keeping ccurfes. PI o' your fumbling Dinant • how I fhake ? 'Tis Hill againe. Would I were in the Indies. Sxit Cln Enter Din Ant, and L Amir a. A light within. Din. Why doe ye ufe me thus ? thus poorely ? bafelf Worke me into a hope, and then dellroy me ? Why did ycu fend for me ? this new way traine me ? L ho ? our weapon s? I Sam. Wa,ha,ho, our weapons ? j Our Doublets and our weapons, I am dead. La-w,Firlh ?fecond ?chird: ?a pi——be woo'yongentlemen Sam. Are thefe the rules of honour /1 am flarv'd. La-w.They are gone,and we are herejvvhac fhall we do? Sam. O for a couple of faggots. La -writ. Hang a couple of faggots; [ Dar'ft thou take a killing cold with me ? Sam. I have it already. (Doublets? La-writ. Rogues jtheeves, boh boh, run away with our To fight at Buffets now, 'twere fuch a May-game. Sam. There were no honour in't, p'— on't, 'tis fcurvy. La-wr. Or to revenge my wrongs at fifty-cuffes. Sam. My Lord,mine Uncles caufe, depend on Boxes ? La-wr. Let's goe in queft if ever we recover 'em. Sam. I, come, our colds together and our doublets. La-w.G'ivt me thy hand;thou art a valiant gentleman. I fay, i f ever we recover 'em— Sam. Let's get into a houfe. and warme our hearts. La-writ. There's ne'r a houfe within this mile,beat me, Kick me and beat me as I goe,and Tie beat thee too, To keepe us warme; if ever we recover 'em—• Kick hard I am frozen : fo, fo, now I feele ir. Sam. I am dull yet. La-w.l'lc warme thee I'le warme thee.—Gentlemen, Rogues,theeves.theeves:run now I'le follow thee.Exeat. Enter Vertaigne Champernell Beanpre, V;rdoonet Lamira Ann ah ell. Charlote1 ATttrfe. Verta. Ufe legs, and have legs. Cham. You that have legs fay fo, I put my one to too much ftreffe. Verio. Your herfe, fir, j Will meet you within halfe a mile, j Lam. I like The walke fo well, I fhould not mi fle my Coach, Though it were further, jinn obeli thou art fad: I What ayles my Niece? j Bean. Shee'sftill devifing, fitter, How quietly her late bed-fellow lay by her. ■"* Nurfe. Old as lam, he would have Aartledme, Nor can you blame her. J Chart. Had I ta'ne her place, . j I know not. but I feare, I fhould ha' fhreek'd, j Though he had never offer"d—* j Ana. Out upon thee, J Thou wouldft have taught him. I K 2 Char to ' You are welcome, fir. Sam. I thanke you, fir, few words. r| La-writ. I'le kill you for your Uncles fake. ^ Sath. I love you, " Tie cut your throat, for your owne fake. La-writ. I efteeme of you. Cler. Let's render 'em honed, and faire, gentlemen, | Search my friend, I'le fearch yours, j Gent. That's quickly.'done. Cler. You come with nofpells, nor witchcrafts ? Sam. I come fairely, to kill him hone/fly. j La-writ. Hang Spells, and Witchcrafts, I come to kill my Lords Nephew like a gentleman, And fo I kifle his hand. e> Gent. This doublet is too fiiffe. IT ■ . * .0 f . f % • ' ^ I La-writ. Off woo't,I hate it, And all fuch fortifications, feele my skin, If that be ftiffe. flea that off too. I Gent. 'Tis no foft one. I La-wr. Off, woo't, I fay: I'le fight with him, like a flead Catt. I Gent. You are well, you are well. Put of. Cler. You mull uncafe too. Sam. Yes, fir. But tell me this, why fhould I mix mine honour : With a fellow, that has ne'r a lace in's fhirt ? I Gent. That's a maine point, my friend has two. ^ Cler. That's true, fir. La-w. Bafe and degenerate coufin,doefl not thou know AnoId,andtatter'd colours, to the enemy, Is of more honour, and fhewes more ominous ? This fhirt, five times, victorious I have fought under, And cut through fquadrons,ofyour curious Cut-workes, As I will doe through thine, fhake, and be fatisfied. Mi || Cler. This is unanfwerable. (I Sam. But may I fight, with a foule fhirt ? j Gent. Molt certatne, lb it be a fighting fhirt, Let it be ne'r fo foule,or lovvfie, Cafar wore fuch a one. &K Sam. Saint Denis then •• I accept your fhirt. Cler. Not fo forward, firft youmuft talke, 'Tis a maine point, of the French method, I (Talkecivilly, and make your caufe Authentique. | Gent. No weapon mud be neare you, nor no anger. Cler. When you have done, then fiir your refolutions, Take to your Weapons bravely, it La-writ. 'Tis too cold; I This for a Summetfight. j cler. Not for a world.you fhould tranfgrefle the rules. ' T | ^ant' P^evifh weather, I had rather fight without. I Gem. An 'twere in a river. Cler. Where both flood up to th* chins.' La-vent. Then let's talke quickly, -o' this circumftance* Cler. Are the Horfes come yet ? frl! Gent. Yes certaine.-giveyour fvvords to us,now civilly. j cler.We'll ftand a while offtake the things,Sc leave'em, dat You know when, and let the children play : This is a dainty time ofyeare for puppies, j^ould the oldLord were here. Gent. He would dy with laughter. ntly, Cler. I am forry I have no time, to fee this game out, Away, away. Gent. Here's like to be a hot fight, "all when y'are fit. Ex,Cler.and, Gent. La-writ. Why look you fir,you feem to Ve a gentleman, <58 The little French Lawyer. Chariots. I thinke, with your pardon, That you wifh now you had. +/4na. Cornet. Such a rrple icope of mktb. Mufiebe within. Vert a. Nay, be not angrie, There's no ill meant: ha ? Mufique, and choice mufique ? Cham.'Tis near us in the Grove wbatcourteous bounty Beftovves it on us ? my dancing daies are done; Yet I would thanke the giver, did I know him. Verdo, 'Tis queftlonleffofome one of your own Village, That hearing of your purpos'd journey thither, Prepares it for your entertainment, and The honour of my Iady«j Lam. I thinke rather, Some of your Lordlhips Clyents. Beaup. What fay youCoufin? If theyihould proveycur Suitors? Verd. That's moft likely. Nnrfe. I fay, if you are noble, be't who will; Goeprefently and thanke 'em : I can jump yet, Or tread a mealure. Lam. Like a Millers Mare. Nurf.I warrant you well enough toferve theCountry I'le make one, and lead the way. Exit. Charl. Doe you note, How zealous the old Crone is ? Lam. And you titter As eagerly as (lie : come fweet, we'll follow. No ill can be intended. Cham fear'd yet Afuf.ends. Exeunt. ig in the Wood and he are Ton that hold, thefe pleafures dea re, Till your eares with our fweet found, Whtlft we melt the frozan ground : This way come, make hafi of aire, Let your cleare eyes gild the ayer\ Come and blefe us with your fight, This way this way feeky delight. Enter a company of Gentlemen, like Ruffians. 1 Gent. They are ours,but draw them on a little for From the foot-path into the neighbouring thicket, And we may do't, as fafe, as in a Caftle. 2 Gent. They follow ftill; the Prefident, Vertaigne Comes on a-pace, and Champernell limps after; The women, as if they had wings, andwalk'c Upon the ayre, fly to us. x Gent. They are welcome, We'll make 'em Iport; make a ftand here, all know How we are to proceed. 2 Gen. We are inftruRed. Still Mufick^ within. )ne ftraine cr two more. Gent.of. gent ffihampernell Beaupre dnabell, Nurfe,CharU Excellent, they are come, Nurfe. We cannot mifle, infoch abufinefle. yet Mine eare ne'r fail'd me. Mufick.for thel Charl. Would we were at it once, I doe not vvalke, but dance. 1 Gen. You (Tall have dancing. Lam. Begin and when I give the word 2 Gent. No more. Weare inftru&ed. Dance. Beaupre. But win us fairely Now. i Gent. O fir, We do not come to try your valour But to pofljbfs you, yet we ufe you kindly In that, like Englifo theeves, wee kill you nor, But are contented .with the fpoile. Vert a. Oh heaven ! How hath mine age deferv'd this ? Cham. Hell confound it, This comes of walking; had I kept my legs, My legs in my good houfe, my Armour on, My S taffe in my reft, and this good fword too,friend How I would breake and fcatter thefe. t All Gent. Ha, ha, ha. Cham. Doeyoulcorne me rogues? Nurf. Nay, Gentlemen, kind gentlemen, Or honeft keepers of thefe woods but heare me, Be not fo rough; if you are taken with My beauty, as it hath bin worth the feeking, Some one or tvv® of you, try me in private, You fhall not find me fqueamifh. Charl. Doe not kill me, And doe yc ur worft, I'le fuffer. Lam. Peace vile creatures. Vert.Do you kn®\y -'me,or my place that you prefutnem To touch my perfon ? i Gent. If you are well, reftfo, Provoke not angry wafpes. • ■ Wafpes indeed, I Never created toyeild Wax,or honey, But for your Countries torment ,yet are, if men, As you feeme foch in fhape, if true borne French-men, How ever want compells you to thefe courfes, Reft fatisfied with whaf you can take from us, ( Thefe Ladies honours,and our liberties fafe) VVe freely give it. 1 Gent. You give but ourowne. Vert a- Lookeon thefe grey haires,as you Would bee Their teares, as you would have yours to find mercy, When Juftice fhall o'recakeyou. Cham. Looke on mc„ Looke on me rafcalis, and Iearne of me coo, That have bin in fomepart of your profelfion, Before thac mod of you erefock'd I know it, I have rode hard, and late too* V*rta. Take heed, fir. ffiham. Then ufe me, like a brother of the trade, For I have been at Sea, as you on land are, Reftore my Matrimony undefil'd, Wrong not my Neece. and for our gold orfilver, If I purfoe you, hang me. Nurf. * Tis well offer'd, And as I faid, fweet gentlemen, with fowre faces, If you are high, and want fome fport, or fo, ( As living without aRion here, you may dee ) Forbeare their tender griflells, they aremeate Will vvafh away, there is no fubftance in it, We that are expert in the game,and tough to, Will hold you play. Enter 'Dinant and Qleremont. x Gent. This hen longs to be troden. Din. Lackey, my horfe. Cler. This way, I heard the cries Of diftrefs'd women. 2 Gent. Stand upon your guard. Din. Who's here ? my witty, fcornfoll lady In the hands of ruffians, Cler. And my fine cold virgin. That was infenfible of man, and woman ? Din.Juliice too, Without a fword to guard it felt? Cler. And valour with its hands bound ? Din. And the great Souldier dull? Why this is ftrange; Lam. Dinant as thou art noble Ana. As thou art valiant C^emont. Lam. As ever 1 appear'dJovely —- Ana. As you ever hope, For what I would give gladly — Cler. Pretty conjurations, Lam.All injuries,a little laied behind you Ana. Shew your fel ves men, and help us Din. Though your many And grofle abufes of me, fhould more move me To triumph in your miferies then relei ve you, ■—■ Yet that hereafter, you may know that I The fcorne and defpis'd Dinane, knows what does. Belong to honour, thus —^ Cler. I will fay little, Light. Speake thou for me,' Cham. 'Tis bravely fought, Verta. Brave tempers, To doe thus for their enemies. Cham. They are loft yet, 1 Gen. You that would refcue others, fhall now feele What they were borne to, 2 Gen. Hurry them away. Exit.Manent Vertaigne> Cham. That I could follow them, and ChamperneK. Verta.1 only can lament my fortune,and defire cf heaven A little life for my revenge. Cham. The provoft, Sha 11 fire the woods, but I will find e'm out, No cave, no rocke, nor hell fhall keepe them from My fearching vengeance. Enter La-writ and Sampfon. La rvr. O cold I o fearfull cold! plague ofall feconds, Sam.O tor a pint of burnt wine,or a lip 0 f aqnafertit. Cham. The rogues have met with thefe two Upon my life and robd 'em La.Wr. As you are honourable Gentlemen, Impart unto a couple of cold combatants, Sam. My Lord, mine uncle as I live, La-wr. Pox take him. How that word, has warm,d my mouth? Vena. Why how now Coufen? Why, why ? and where man, baveyou bin ?at a Poulters That you are cafs'd thus like a rabbet?I could laugh now, And I fhall laugh, for all I have loft my Children, Taugh monftruoully Cham. What are they ? Verta. Give me leave Sir, augh more and more, never leave laughing, ' ham. Why Sir ? Verta. Why 'tis fuch a thing I fmell it Sir, I fmell it, Such a ridiculous thing,— a~wr. Do you laugh at me my Lord ? am very cold, but that fhould not be laught at, Cham. What art thou ? c*-e»r. What art thou ? c*m. If he had his doublet. 7o The little French Lawyer. (yoii Cham. Does this vvorke on you? , La-wr. Yes. Cham. Doeycu thanke mefbr't ? La-wr. As well as a beaten man can, Cham. And doe you promife me, To fail clofe to your trade againePleave brawling La-wr. If you will give me leave and life, £hant. And aske this noble man forgivenefle ? La-Wr. Hardly. Chdm. Rife then, and get you gone and let me heare of As of an Advocate new vampt • no more words, Get you off quickly, and make 110 murmurs I fhall purfue you elfe, La-fvr. I have done fweet Gentlemen. Fx it. Vert. Rut we forget our felvesour Friends and Children Cham. Wee'l raife the c fitry firfl,then take our fortunes. Exeunt. Enter one Cent, and L amir a. 1 gent. Shal 11 entereate for what I may command? Lam. Thinke on my birth, 1 Gent.-Hcre I am only Noble. A King and thou in my dominions foole, A fubjedf and a flave. Lam. Be not a Tyrant; A ravifher of honour, gentle Sir, And I will thinke ye luch, and on my knees, As to my Soveraigne, pay a Subjects duty, With prayers and teares, 1 Gent. I like this humble carriage. I will walke by, but kneele you Hill and weepe too, It fhewes well, while I meditate on the prey, Beforelfeizeit. Lam. Is there no mereie,heaven ? Enterfeeond Gent. and Anabelt. 2 Gent. Not kilfe you ? I will kilfe and kilfe againe, Ana. Savage vill aine! My Innocence be my Hrength, I doe defie thee, Thus fcorneand fpit at thee; will you come on Sir, I • | - — - • /««■ —I t > « * — I You are hot, there is a co aler, 2 Gen. A virago ? fdelfc 2 lien. A viragur % , Ana. No,lothlbme Gcate,more, more I am that God- That here with whippes of fteele in hell hereafter Scourge rape and theft, 2 Gen. 1*11 try your deity, Ana. My chaftity, and this knife heldby a Virgin, Againfl thy lull, thy fword and thee a Bead. - • /# f her Knife idtake * / Call on for the encounter. 2 Gen. Now what thinke you? Are you a Goddelfe ? Ana. In me their power fuffers, That fhould protect the Innocent, x Gent. I am all fire, And thou fiiall quench it. and ferve my pleafures, Come partner in the fpoile and the reward, Let us enjoy our purchafe Lam. O Dtnant! O Heaven Jo Husband! Ana. O my Cleremontl 1 Gent.Two are our Haves they call on,bring 'em forth As they are chaind together let them fee And fuffer in the object. Enter Din ant and Cleremont bound.By the reft of the Gent. 2 Gen. While we fit And without pitty heare 'em Cler. By my life, I fuffer more for thee then for my fclf, Pin. Be a man Cleremont, and looke upon 'em, As fuch that not alone abus'd our fervice, Fed us with hopes molt bitter indigeflion, But when lovefaild, to draw on further mifcheif, The baites they laied for us ; were our owne honours, Which thus hath made us Haves too, vvorfe then Haves 2 Gen. He dies x Gen. Pray hold,give him a little refpite, Din. I lee you now beyond expreffion wretched, The wit you bragd of,foold, that boaHed honour, As youbeleev'd compafs'd with walls ofbralle, To guard it fure, Subject to be o're throvvne With the lealt blalt oflull. Lam. A molt lad truth. Din. That confidence which was not to be fliaken In a perpetuall fever, and thofe favours, Which with fo flrcng, and Ceremonious duty Your lover and a Gentleman long fought for, Sought, fixed, and kneeld in vaine for, mnfl yon yeild up To a licentious villaine,that will hardly, Allow you thanks for't Cler. Something I mufl fay too, And to you pretty one, though crying one; To be hangd now,when thefe worfhipful bencherspleafe Though I know not their faces that condemne me; A little Hartles me, but a man is nothing, A Maydenhead is the thing the thing all aimeac ; Doe not you wifh now, and wifh from your heart too, When fearce fweet with my feares, I long Jay by ycu Thofe feares you and your good Aunt put upon me, To make you Iport you hadgiuen a little hint, A touch or lo, to tell pie I was mortall, And by a mortall woman ? Ana. Pray you no more Cler. If! had loos'd that virgin Zone, obferve I would have hired the be/1 of all our Poets To have lung fo much, and fo well in the honour Of that nights joye, that OW/afternoone, Nor his Corvina fhould againe be mentioned. Ana. I doe repent, and wifli I had, Cler. That's comfort, But now. iGent. Another that will have it offer'd, Compell it to be ofter'd,lhall enjoye it. Cler. A rogue, 3 ruffian. 2 gen. As you love your throat, 1 Gen. Away with them. Ana. O Cleremont I Lam. O Dinantl Din. I can but add your forrowes to my forrowes, Your feares to my feares, Cler. T o your vvifhes mine. This flave may prove unable to performe, Ti 111 performe the taske thar I was borne for, Ana. Amen, amen. < 1 Gent. Drag the Haves hence, for you A while i'll locke you up here fludy all wayes You can to pleafe me, or the deed being done, You are but dead. 2 Gen. This Hrong vault fhall conteineyou There thinke how many for your maydenhead Have pin'd away, and be prepared to Ioofe it With penitence. 1 Gent. No humane help can fave you. Ladyes. Helpe, helpe? ie, 1 2 Gent. You cry in vaine, rockes cannot heare you A Bus Quinti. S cena Prima * ^ »- 7 t\ 3 ■0 m iijiiiKiii' piiiiifl III! 1 : J . I I mil 11 i !! ■ 11 m II J| Tv-1 £**- W' m > R ' r W\: £ M }] Mill III i tz m V •». i a\1 e- SN * \ m m m m Arne di (obedient will, Tha t hath fo long held out that boalfed honour^ I will make equall with a common Whorts; >r ^ The Ipring of Chad icy, that fed your pride, And grew into a River of vaine gloty, I wili defile with mudd, the mudd of lull, And make it lothlome even to goats. Lam. O heaven! No piety fir? Din. You taugh t me to be crnell, And dare you thinke of mercy ? Tie tell thee foole, Thole that furpriz'd thee, were my inftruroents, I can plot too, good Madam, you (ball find it: And in the ftead of licking ofmy fingers, Kneeling, and whining like a boy new breech'd, To get a toy forfooth, not worth an apple, Thus make my way, and with Authority, Command what I would have. Lam. I am loft for ever: > . '-v Good fir, I doe confelfe my fault, my grolfe fault, And yeild my fefte up, mifcrable guilty j Thus kneeling. I confelfe, you cannot ftudy Sufficient punifhments, to load me with j I am in your power, and! confelfe againe, You cannot be too cruel!: if there be, Behdes theiofleof my long guarded honour, Any thing efic to make the ballance even t Pray put it in, all hopes all helpes have left me; I am girt round witn forrow hell's about me, And ravifhment, the leaft that I can looke for, Doe what you pleafe. Din. Indeed I will doe nothing. Nor touch nor hurayou Lady nor had ever Such a lewd purpofe. Lam. Can there be fuch goodnefle, And in a man fo injur'd ? Din. Be confirmed in't. I feaie it thus: I muft confelfe ycuvex'dme, In fooling me fo often, and thofe feares, You threw upon me, call'd for a requital!, Which now I have return'd all unchaftlove Dinant thus throvves away; live to man-kind, As you have done to me, and I will honour Your vertue, and no more thinke of your beauty. Lam. All I polfelfe, comes Ihort of facisfacftion. Din. No complements : the terrours of this night Imagine, but a fearfull dreame, and fo With eafe forget it: for Dinant that labour'd To Waft your honour, is a Champion for it, And will proteft and guard it. Lam 'Tis as fafe then, As if a compleat Army undertooke it. Exeunt. Enter La-writ, Samp fen, Cljents. La-writ. Do not perfwade me gentle Monfier Sampfon, lam amortallman againe, a Lawyer, My mortall part, I have put off. 74- The little French Latter. Sam. Sweet Monfier, Let but our honours teach us. La-wrtt. Monfier Sampfon, My honourable friend, my valiant friend, Be but lo beaten-forward my brave Clyents, I am yours, and you are mine againe, be but fo thrafht, Receive that Caftigation with a cudgell. Sam. Which calls upon us for .a Reparation. La-wr. I have, it coft me halfe a crowne,I beare it All over me, I beare it Monfier Samp fan; The oyles, and the old woman, that repaires to me, To noint my beaten,body. Sam. It concernes you, You have bin fwing'd. La-rvrit. Letitconcernethee too; Goe and be beaten,fpeake fcurvy words, as I did, Speake to that Lion Lord, waken his anger, And have a hundred Baftinado's, doe; Three broken pates,thy teeth knockt out, doe Sampfon, Thy valiant armes and leggs beaten to Poultefles, Doe filly Sampfon, doe, iCly. You wrong the gentleman, To put him out of his right minde thus: You wrong us, and our Caufes. La-writ. Dovvnewith him gentlemen, Turne him, and bear him, if he breake our peace, Then when thou haft bin Lam'd, thy fmall guts perifhc, Then talke to me, before I fcorne thy counfell, Feele what Ifeele, andiecmy Lordrepaire thee. Sam. And can the brave La-writ 2 Cly. Temnt him no further, Be warn'd and fay no more. La-writ. If thou doeft, Sampfon, Thou leeft my Mirmidons, I'le let 'em loole, That in a moment Sam. I fay nothing, fir, but I could vvifh La-wr. TheylbaU deftroy theewifhing; There's ne'r a man of thele, but have loft ten Caules, I was to pay a Waiting womans : And I have don't, and I would pay't againe, Were I taine to morrow Nut. Alas, there was no hurt, li t be a fin, for fuch as live at hard meat, And keepe a long Lent, in the woods as they doe, To tad a li ttle fiefh, Char. God help the CourtierSj That ly at racke and manger Nurfe, I Shall love A theefe the better for this while I live, They are men of a charitable vocation, And give where there is need, and with difcretion, And put a good Ipeed penny in my purle, That has bin empty twenty yeares, Char. Peace Nurfe, Farewell, and cry not roll meate, me thinkes CUrem And my Lady AnabeH are in one night, Familliarly acquainted. Nurfe. I obferve it. * Nurfe It ihe have got a penny too. inter Vtrtaigne Champernell and Provofl Chart. No more, My Lord Mounfier Vertaigne the provoft too. Haft and acquaint my Lady, Pro. Wondcrous ftraingt, Vert. 'Tis true Sir, on my credit, fham. On mine honour, Pro. I have bin provoft-Marfhall twenty yeares, And have trufted up a thoufand of thefe rafcails> But fo nere Tarts yet, I never met with, One of that Brotherhood. Cham. We to our coft have, But will you fearch the wood Pro. It is befet, They cannot fcapeus, Nothing makes me wonder, So much as having you within their power They let you goe; it was a Courtefy, mi ■*-»«■ Dearer then ten mens lives; tempt, and thou dieft: That French theeves ufe not often I much uitrv ✓->_! _ J /! ' 1 T J • IV. *1. Tt !_ T _ 1 -r « 5 ru/ Goe home, and fmile upon my Lord, mine Uncle, Take M oney of the men th ou meaneft to Cozen, Drinke Wine, and eat good meat, and live difcreetly, Talke little, 'tis an Antidoteagainft a beating; (placket, Keep thy hand from thy fword, and iforn thy Laundrefle And thou wilt live long. Give eare, and be inrtru&ed. La-writ. I find I am vviler then a Juftice of Peace now, Give me the vvifdome that's beaten into a man That fticks ftill by him : art thou a new man ? Sam. Yes, yes, Thy learned precepts have inchanted me, La-writ. Goe my fon Sampfon, I have now begot thee, I'le fend thee caufes ; fpeake to thy Lord, and live. And Jay my fhare by, goe and live in peace, Put on new furces, and fhew fit for thy place; That man neglefts his living, is art Afl'e : Exit.Samp. Farewell; come chearly boyes, about ourbufinelfe, Exeunt. Now welcome tongue againe, hang Swords i Cl). Sweet Advocate. Enter Nurfe and Char lot e. Nur.\ know not wench,they may call'em what they wil, Outlawes, or theeves, but I am lure, to me One was an honeft man, he us d me well. What I did, 'tis no matter, he complain'd not. Char. I mutt confefle, there was one bold with me too, Some coy thing, would lay rude, but tis no matter, The Gentle Ladyes, yet I know not how, I rather hope then feare nt, Verdoone, Beaupre, Lamn Anabell, Charlote, Nurfe. Are thefe the pril'oners ? Din. We were fuch Vert a. Kill me not, excefle of joy, Cham. I fee thou liveft,but haft thou had no fowlepla Lam. No on my foule, my ufage hath bin noble, Far from all violence, Cham. How were you freed, But kilfe me firft, wee'll talk of that at leafare, I am glad I have thee; Neice how you keepe off, As you knew me not? Ana. Sir, I am where I owe moft duty Cler. 'Tis indeed moft true Sir, The man that Ibould have bin your bed fellow Your Lordfhips Bedfellow, that could not lmell out A Virgin of fixteene, that was your foole, To make you merry, this poore fimple fellow Has met the maid agen, and now (he knowes, He is a man, Cham. How ! is She dishonoured? Cler. Not unlelfe marriage be dilhoncurable, Heaven is a witnefie of our happy contract And the next Prieft we meete fh / , TO all the world : I lay with her in jcart, I Lm. letme „ Dm.Her blujlitng filence grants it ;nay Sir ftorme not horyouM0nficurDi«if4eX°rnn1Cwyoi Heis my friend, and I can make this good, Another Wp.V» r^ ,i • ■ -0r . ^ > His birth and fortunes equall hers, your Lordfrip As you frail like proceed^ ^ inferxour> Might have fought out a worfe we are all friends too, Bin. J thanke vou Sir All differences end thus. Now Sir, unlelfe Thorn RarPp rL.-. L n u . You would raife new diffentions make perfe.fr That makes of d eadlv pt r .Mt,trave, enc^3 What is lb well begun ' j makes of deadly enemies perfe.fr friends. AWr* That were not manly, j E*cn»t omnes. Gentlemen, IAm fent forth to enquire what you decree Of us and our Poets, they wi 11 he This night exceeding merry, fo will we If you approve their labours. 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All Virgins too, (hall blefle your name, fhall Saint it, And like fo many Pilgrims goe to your (hrine, When time has turn'd your beauty into afhes, Filld with your pious memory. Zeno. Good Father Hide not that bitter pill, 1 loth to fwallow In fuch lweet words : Char. The Count's a handfome Gentleman, And having him, y'are certaine of a fortune, A high and noble fortune to attend you: Where if you fling your love upon this ftranger This young Arnoldo, not knowing from what place Or honourable (train of blood he is Iprung , you ventur All your owne fwects, and my long cares to nothing, Nor are you certaine of his faith; why may not that Wander as he does, every where > Zen* No more Sir; I muft not heare, I dare not heare him wrongd thus, Vertue is never wounded, but I fuffer. Tis an ill office in your age, a poore one, To judge thus weakly: and believe your felfe too, A weaker to betray your innocent daughter, To his intemperate, rude, and wilde embraces, She hates as Heaven hates falffiood. Rut- A good wench. She flicks dole to you Sir. Zem. His faith uncertaine ? The noblenefle his vertue Iprings from, doubted ? De'e doubt tis day now ? or when your body's perfeft, Your ftomacks well dilpos'd, your pulfes temperate, De'e doubt you are in health > I tell you Father, One houre of this mans goodnefle, this mans Noblenefle Put in the fcale, againft the Counts whole being, Forgive hislufts too, which are halfehis life, He could no more endure to hold weight with him, Arnoldoes very looks, are faire examples ; His common and indifferent anions, Rules and ftrong ties of vertiierhe has my firftlove, To him in I acred vow I have given this body, In him my mind inhabits. Rut. Good wench (till Zen. And till he fling me off, as undeferving Which I confeffe I am, of fuch a bleffing, But would be loth to finde it fo^—. Am. O never; fsfever my happy Miftris, A lovefo Nobly great,no power can rume; Moft bleffed maid goe on, the gods that gave this, This pure unlpotted love, the child of Heaven, ^ In their own goodnefle, muft preferve and lave it And raife you a reward, beyond our recompece; Zen. 1 aske but you, a pure maid to poffefle. And then they have crownd my wiffies: If I fall then Goe feek fome better love, mine will debate you. Rut. A pretty innocent foole; well Governour, ( felfe Though I think well of your cuftome, & could wifh my For this night in your place, heartily wiffi it: Yet if you play not faire play, and above boord too, 1 have a fooliffi gin here, I fay no more ; (Inchanted Fie tell you what & ifyour honours guts are not Am. I ffiould now chide you Sir, for lb declining The goodnefle and the grace you have ever (hewed me5 And your own vertue too, in leeking rafhly To violate that love heaven has appointed, To wreft your daughters thoughts, part that affe&ion That both our hearts have tyed & feek to give it, Rut* To a wild fellow, that would weary her ; Vsrh A Cannibal!, that feedes on the heads of maides, I Then flings their bones and bodies to the Devil, Would any man of dilcretion venture fiich a griftle, T o the rude claw«s of fuch a Cat-a- mountain ? You had better teare her between 10aks, a 1 own bull Is a meer Stoick to this fellow, a grave Philofopher, And a Spanilh Jennet, a moft vertuous Gentleman. Am. Does this feem handfome Sir ? Rut. Though I confefle Any man would defire to have her, and by any meanes. At any rate too, yet that this common hang-man, That hath whipt off the heads of a 1000. maids already That he fhould gleane the harveft, flicks in my ftomack; This rogue that breaks young wenches to thefaddle, And teaches them to ftumble ever after; That he fhould have her ? for my brother now That is a handfome young fellow; and well thought oflj And will deale tenderly in the bufineffe; Or for my felfe that have a reputation, And haVe ftudied the conclufions of thefe caufes And know the perfeft mannage,Ple telyou old Sir, If I Ihould call you wile Sir, I Ihould bely you, This thing you ftudy to betray your child to. This Maiden-monger. When you have done your bell And think you have fixt her in the point of honour Who do you think you have tyed her too ? a Surgeon^ I mu ft con fefle an excellent defe&or, One that has cut up more young tender Lamb-pies*—- CW.What Ifpeake Gentlemen, was meercompul^1011 No Fathers free-will, nor did I touch yourperfon, With any edge of fpight; or ftraineyour loves With any bale, or hired perlwafions; Exil Witneffe thfee tears, how well I wiffit your fortunes. jR«f.Theres fome grace in thee yet,you are determined) To marry this Count Lady, Zen. Marry him Rutillio ? Rut. Marry him, and lye with him I meane, Zeno. You cannot meane that, If you be a true Gentleman, you dare not, The brother to this man, and one that loves him; Pie marry the Devill lirft Rut. A better choice And lay his homes by a hanfomer bedfellow, A cooler o' my confcience Am. Pray let me aske you ; And my deare Miftris, be not angry with me For what I fhall propound, I am confident, ^vever my nappy mutris, never, never, When your poor fervant lives but in your favour, One foote it'll grave, the other (hall not linger, What facrifice of thanks, what age offervice. What danger, of more dreadful! loo ke then death, W hat willing martyrdome to crown me con ft ant May merit fuch a goodnefle, fuch a fweetnefle > 1 I be C uftome of the Count rev. § No pro mile, nor no power, can force your love, I meane in way of marriage, never ftirr you, Nor to forget my faith, no ftate can wound you. But for this cuftome, which this wretched country Hath wrought into a law, and mull be fatisfied; Where all the pleas of honour, are but laughed at, And modefty regarded as a may-game, What (hall be here confidered? power we have none, To make rcfiftance, nor policie to erode it: 'tis held religion too, to pay this duty. Zeno. I'le dye an Atbeifl then. Am- MynobleftMiftris Not that I wilh it fo, but fay it were fo, Say you did render up, part of your honour. For whilllyour will is cleare, all cannot perilh; Say for one night, you entertained this monfter Should I efteeme you worfe, fore'd to this render ? Yourminde I know is pure, and full as beauteous; After this fhort eclipfe, you would rife againe And lhaking of that cloud, fpred all your lullre Zeno- Who made you witty, to undoe your felfe, Sir? Orare you loden, with the love I bring you, And faine would fling that burthen on another ? Am I growrte common in your eyes Arnoldo? Old, or unworthy of your fellowlhip .? Dee thinke becauie a woman, I mull err, And therefore rather wilh that fall before hand Coloured with cuftome, not to be refilled.? Dee love as painters doe, onely fome peices Some certaine handfome touches of your Miftris, And let the minde pafle by you, unexamined ? Be not abufd; with what the maiden vefiell Is feafond firft, you underhand the proverbe. Rut. I am afraid, this thing will make me vertuous, Zrao.Should you lay by the Ieaftpart of that love Y'auefworne is mine,y our youth 8c faith has given me, To entertaine another, nay a fairer, And make the cafe thus delp'rate, Ihe mull dye elle; D'ee thinke I would give way, or count this honeft? Be not deceiv'd, thefe eyes Ihould never lee you more, This tongue forget to name you, and this heart Hate you, as if you were borne, my full Antipathie. Empire and more imperious love, alone Rule, and admit no rivalls, the pureft Iprings When they are courted by lafcivious land-floods, Their maiden purenefle, and their coolenefle perilh. And though they purge againe to their firft beauty. The fweetnefle of their talle, is cleane departed. I mud have all or none; and am not worthy Longer the noble name of wile, Arnoldo, Then I an bring a whole hart pure 8t handfom. Ami. I never lhall deferveyou : not to thankeyou ; Touarefo heavenly good, no man can reach you : I am forrie I (pake fo ralhly,t'was but to try you. Attf.You might have tryed a thoulhd women fo,(Tell Andpoo/ourfcoreSc 19 Ihould ha'tollowedy our coun- Take heed o' clappingfpurrs to luch free cattelf, Am- We mull be thinke us fuddenly and conftantly. And wifely too, we expeft no common danger. Zen. Be moft afiur'd, Tie dye firft. Enter Clodio and guard: rlaf. An'c come to that once, I he Devill picke his bones, that dyes a coward le jog along with you,.here comes the Stallion How imug he lookes upon the imagination CI what he hopes to aft ? pax on yourkidnes. How they begin to melt? how big he beares are he will leapc before us all: what a fweete company I Of rogues and panders, wait upon hishwdnefie? Plague of your chops, you ha''more handfome bitts, Then a hundred honeiter men, and How the dogg Ieeres. Clod. You need not now be jealous delerving (do v V I fpeake at diftance to your wife,but when the Preift ha; We (hall grow nearer, and more familiar. Rut. Fie watch you for that tricke,baboone, Pie Smoke you: the rogue fwets, as if he had eaten Graines, heebroyles, if 1 doe come to the Bafting of you. Ar.no. Your Lordfhip. May happily fpeake this, to fright a ftrang 1 Ex. Arn and Rut But 'tis not in your honour, to performe it; The cuftome of this place, iffuch there be, At beft moil damnable, may vrge you to it, But if you be an honed man you hate jt, However I will prefently prepare To make her mine, and moft undovbtedlye; Beleeve you are abused, this cuftome fain'd to, And what you now pretend , mod (aireand vertuous. Clod.GOe and beleeve, a good bdeire does well Sir; And you Sir, cleare the place, but leave her here. /jn. Your Lordfhips pleafure Clod. That anon Arnoldo, This is but talke -Rut Shall we goe off? Am• By any meanes I know the has pious thoughts enough to guard her : Befides, heres nothing due to him till the tye be done Nor dare he offer. Rut. Now doe I long to worry hirn : Pray have a care to the main chance. Zen<. Pray Sirfeare not Clod. Now, what fay you to me ? . Zen. Sir it becomes The modeftie, that maides are ever bo with, To ufe few words. Clod. Doe you fee nothing in me Nothing to catch your eyes nothing of wonder, The common mould of men, come fhort,, and want in? Doe you read no future fortune for your felfe here ? And what a happinefie, it may be to you, To have him honour you, all women aime at ? To have him love you Lady, that man love you, The beft, and the moft beauteous,have run mad fori Looke and be wile, you have a favour offerd you I doe not euery day propound to women; You are a prettie one: and though each hower, I am glutted, with the facrifice of beau tie, I may be brought, as you may handle it, To caft fo good a grace and Iikeing on you, You underhand, come kifle me, and be joyful], I giueyou leave. . Zen. Faith Sir, twill not fhew handfome; Our fex his bl ufhing,full of feare, unskild too, In thefe alarums. Clod. Learne then and be perfect Zen. I doe befeech your honour pardon me, And take fome skilful! one, can hold you play, Iamafoole. Clod. I tell thee maide I love thee, Let that word make thee happie, fo farr love thee, That though I may enjoy thee without ceremony, I will defcend fo lowe,to marry thee, Mc thinkes I fee the race, that fhall fpring from us, Some Princes, fome great Souldiers Zen. I am-afraid. •1 A a 2 Yo 1 \ ■ u 4 !the Cuftome of the Countrey. Your honours couzen'd in this calculation ; * For certaine,1 fhall nere hauea child by you. Clod. Why? Zen. Becaufe I muft not thinke to marry you, I dare not Sir, the ftep betwixt your honour, And my poore humble State. Clod. I will deicend to thee, Andbtioye thee up. Zen. riefinke to th' Center firft. (fure. _ , » . ^ ^ V~~~ * ^ A rn.MXXJA.sJ lliVL ^ IXUV Why would your Lordfhip marry,and confine that plea- ^ Cbar. It is one, Andblufhing andunloofe her Zone, keep from her: No merry noife nor lufty fongs be heard here, Nor ful cups crownd with wine, make the rooms giddj, This is no mafque of mirth, but murdered honour. Sing mournfully that fad Epithalamion, I gave thee now : and prethee let thy Lute wetpe. I Songi Dance. Enter Rutillio. (awedding Rut. How now, what livery's this ? doe you call tli I This is more like a funcrall. ® •/ ^ •/ ^ You ever have had freely caft upon you ? Take heed my Lord this marring is a mad matter, Lighter a paire of (heckles will hang on you, And quieter a quartaine feaver fihde you If you wed me I muft enjoy you onely, Your eyes muft be cald home, your thoughs in cages, To ling to no tares then but mine; your hart bound The cuftome, that your youth was euer nurft in, Muft be forgot, 1 (hall forget my duty efte, And how that willappeare, Clod. Wee'le talke of that more Ze^.BefidesI tell yee, 1 am naturally, As all young women are, that (hew like handfome, Exceeding proud, being contended, monftrous.Boy ready Of an unquiet temper, (eldome pleaf'd. for the Lfnlefle it be with infinite ob(ervance. Songs Which you were never bred to; once well angerd, As every crofle in us, provokes that paflion, And like a Sea, I roule, to(Te,and chafe a wecke after. And then all mifcheife I can think upon, Abuling ofyour bed the leaft and pooreft, I tell you what you'Ie finde, and in thele fitts, This little beauty,you are pleafed to honour, Will befo chang'd, fo alterd to anuglinefle, To fuch a vizard, ten to one, I dye too, Take't then upon my death you murderd me, Clod. Away,away fool, why doft thou proclaime thele To prevent that in me, thou haft cholen in another Zen. Him I have chofen, I can rule and mafter, T em per to what I pleafe, you are a great one Of a ftrong will to bend, 1 dare not venture, Be wife my Lord, and fay you were well counleld, Take mony for my ranfome, and forget me, Twill be both fafe, and noble for your honour, And wherefoever my fortunes (hall Conduft me, So worthy mentions I fhall render ofyou So vertuous and fo faire. Clod.You will not marry me: Zen. Idoe befeech your honour, be not angry At what 1 (ay, I cannot love yee, dare not; But fuch a ranfome, for the fiowre you covet ' Clod. No money, nor no prayers, fhall redeemc that, Not all the art you have W Zen. Set your owne price Sir. Clod. Goe to your wedding, neuer kneel to me When that's done, you are mine, I will enjoy you: Your teares do nothing, I will not loo(e my cuftome n-i r% -m C — - — And rny poor Daughter going to her graves To his molt loth'd embraces that gapes for her. Make the Earles bed ready, is the marriage done bid Rut. Yes they are knit; but muft this tlubbercKguIlk- Have her maiden-head now ? /4rn.Theresnoavoydingit? Rut. And there's the fcaffold where (he muft loofe «, Am. The bed fir? Rut. No way to wipe his mouldy chaps. Char. That we know t 1 ft — i -=-|gfellow, Id fit fill now. ii 11 Exit b I I tPill > And 'twerebuttoamerryCobler, ! coii 1 love the game fo well, but that this puckfift, This univerfall rutter, fare ye well Sir; And if you have any good prayers, put 'em forward There may be yet a remedy. J i Cbar. I wi(h it, And all my beft devotions offer to it. Enter Clodio and Guard. Clod. Now is this tye dflpathe'd! Char*I thinke it be Sir; Clod. And my bed ready ? ; Char. There you may quickly find Sir, Such a loth'd preparation. Clod. Never grumble, Nor fling a difcontent upon my pleafure ^ It muft and (hall be done: give me fome wine, And fill it till it leape upon my lips: r Here's to the foolifti maidenhead you wot- ©f, The toy I muft take paines for Char. I befeech your Lord-lhip : Load not a Fathers love, Clod. Pledge it Charitio, Or by my life Lie make thee pledge thy laft And be fure (he be a maid, aperfect Virgin, (I will not have my expe&ation dul'd) Or your old pate goes off> I am hot and fiery And my bloud beates alarums through my body And fancie high. You of my guardretire^ And let me heare no noyfe about the lodging Bu^mufick and tweet ayres, now fetch°your daughter; I And bid the coy wench put on all her beauties, All her enticements, out-blufh damask rofes, And dim the breaking Eaft with her bright Chi I am all on fire, awa Cbar. And I am frozen. To caft npon my felfe an Empires fortune _ , (f m • » (Exit. \nd Qui Exit. cuftome ~ ^ j4rnoJdo dn&Rutillio after her, arm'd. Zen. Come rearelefle on j j — - ovrfrt \Z144V VI Clod. Your body wil content me:I'le look for you,Ear. Rut. Nay an I budge from thee 'dfi the place with blacks. * ( f\ Char. Strew all your withered flowers, your Autumn By the hot Sun ravifht of bud and beauty Thus round about her Bride-bed hang thofe blacks ther „r The cmblemes of her honour loft; all joy Bowie of Prote&ed by two Virgin Knights. That leades a Virgin to receive her Lover, wine ready. Rut. That's a lye, u - J " l wMvy. ~ ^ V Keepe from this place all fellow-maides that blefle her, A loud one, if you knew as much as I doe Beate me with durty flicks. Clod. What Mafque is this ? What pretty fancy to provoke me high ? The beauteous Huntrefle, fairer far, and fweeter; Diana fhewes an Ethiop to this beauty Secmdus. Sctna frima Enter Guard. >w now > Guard. I hey'r all aboord^a bark rode ready for ?em, [d now are under fayle and part recovery CiW.Rjgr me a (hip with all the fpeed that may be, ]'I not loofe her: thou her rtioft ftlfe Father, ht go along; and if I niiile her, heare me, iole day will I ftudie to defixoy thee. ^bar. I (hall be joyfoll of it;and fo you^ll finde me. Ex. omnes ' In ui; qccaiions, grounded on blinde paflion, Ever to be in quarrels, and this makes him Shund of all faire focieties. Guio* Would it were rn my weake power to help it: I will ufe With my entreaties th' authority of a mother, As you may of an Vncle, and enlarge it With your command, as being a governor < To the great King in Lisborne. - Enter Duarte and bis Page. o- Man. Here he comes. We are unfecne, obferve him. Vua. Boyc Page. My Lord. Vua. What faith the fpanifh captaine that I ftrooke, T o my b6ld chal Icnge? Page. He refufdto read it, Vua. Why didft not leave it there ? Page. 1 did my Lord, But to no purpofe, for he feemes more willing To fit downe with the wrongs,then to repaire His honour by the fword; he knowes too well, That from your Lordfhip nothing can begot But more blowcs, and diigraces. Vua. Hee's a wretch, A miferable wretch, and all my furie Is loft upon him; holds the mafque, appointed Ith' honour of Hippolita: Page. 'Tis broke off. Vua. The reafon ? Page. This was one, they heard your Lordfhip Was by the Ladies choife to lead the dance, I And therefore they, too well affur'd how ferr You would out fhine e'm, gave it ore and feied They would not ferve for foiles to fef you off. Vua. They at their beft are fuch, and ever ftrall be Where I appeare. Man. Doe you note his modeftie ? / Vua. But was there nothing elfe pretended ? Pdgr.Yes, 1 Young Don Alonz^ the great Captaines Nephew, Stood on comparifons. Vua. With whom ? Page. With you, And openly profefs'd, that all precedence, His birth and Ifate cotifidered, was due to him Nor were your Lordfhip to contend with one So fa it above you. Vua. I looke downe upon him With fuch contempt and feorne, as on my flavc, Hee's a name onely, and all good in him, He muft derive, from his great grandiircs afhes, For had not their viftoriousafts bequeathed, His titles to him, and wrot on his forehead, j 1 liis is a Lord, he had liv'd unobferv'd I By any man otmarke, and died as one j Among the common route, compaire with me? 'Tis giant-like ambition; I know him, j And know my lelfe, that man is truely noble, And he may juftly call that worth his owne, W hich his deferts have purchac'd, I ct>uld wifh My birth were more obfeure, my freinds and kinfmen Of Jefler power, or that my provident Father, Had been like to that riotous Emperour That thofe his belly for his onely heire; | For being ofno family then, and poore My vertues wherefo'er I liv'd, fhould make That kingedome my inheritance. Guio. Strange felfelove Vua. F or if I ftudied the countries lawes, I fhould fo eafily, found all their depth, And i ife up fuch a wonder, that the pleaders. That now are in moft praftice, andefteeme Should ftarve for want of clients: If I traveld, Like wife Vlyjfes to fee men and manners, I would returne in aft, more knowing, then j Homer could fanciehim;IfaPhylitian, I So oft I would reftore death wounded men, I That where I liv'd, Gallen fhould not be nam'd, And he that joyn'd againe the featterd limbs I Of torqe Hiffolitus fhould be forgotten. I could teach Ovid courtfhip, how to win, A Julia, and enjoy her, though her dower Were all the Sun gives light to: and for armes Were the Perfian hoft that drank up Rivers, added To the Turkes prefent powers, I coulddireft, Command, and marfhafithem. Man. And yet you know not To rule your felfe, you would not to a boy elfe Like Plautus Braggart boaft thus. / / Vua. All I fpeake. In aft I can make good, \ ill Guio. Why then being Mailer, 1 Of fuch and fo good parts doe you deftroy them. With felfe opinion or like a rich mifer, Hoard up the treafures you poflefs, imparting, I Nor to your felfe nor others, the ufe of them ? I They are to you, but like inchanted viands, On which you feeme to feed, yet pine with hunger 1 And thofe fb rare perfeftions in my fon ! Which would make others happy, renders me A Wretched Mother. Man. You are too infolent. | And thofe too many excellencies, that feed Your pride, turne to a plurhy,andkill . That which fhould nourifh vertue, dare you think All blcffings arc conferd on you alone. Ya're grofly coufend; there's no good in you, ^ Which others have not: are you a Scholler ?fb Are many, and as knowing: are you valiant ? | Wafte not that courage then in braules, but fpend it In thewarres, in fervice of your King andCountrey. Vuarte. Yes, fo 1 might be generall, no man lives, That" 's worthy to command me Man. Sir, in Lisborne > I am: and you (hall know it; every hower ! I arn troubled with complaints of your behaviour , From men of all conditions, and all fexes. And my authority, which you preftime Will beare you out, in that you are my Nephew, No longer (hall proteft you, for I vowe Though all that's pa ft 1 pardon, I will panifli 1 The next fault with as much feverity As if you were a ftranger, reft affur'd on't.. Guio. And by that love you fhould beare, or that duty You owe a Mother, once more I command you Tocaft this hautineffe off; which if you doe. All that is mine, is yours, if not, expeft My prayers, and vowes, for your converfion onely, But never meanes nor favour. Exit. Manuell and Guio0 Vua. 1 am tutord As I if I were a child ftill, thebafe peafants That feare, and envy my great worth, have done this; But I will finde them out, I will aboord Yet my difguife, I have too long been idle Nor will leurbe my (pint, I was borne free, The Viftors advocate Zen, To whom ? Leop, A Lady. . In whom all graces that can perfeft beauty Are friendly met, I grant that you are faire: And had I not feen her before, perhaps I might have fought to you r. Zen, This I heare gladly, Leof. To this incomparable Lady I will give you, C Yet being mine,you are already hers) And to ferve her is more then to be free, At leaft I think lo: and when you live with her. If you will pleafe to think on him that brought you To fuch a happinefle, for fo her bountie Will make you think her feruice, you (hall euer Make me at your devotion Zen. All I can doe, Reft y ou afliir'd of. Leop, At night Fleprefentyou, Till when I am your guard .Zen, Ever your fervant. Exeunt. Enter Arnoldo and Rutillio. Am. To what are we refervd ? Rut. Troth tis uncertaine. Drowning we have Icap'd miraculoufly, and Stand faire for ought I know for hanging; money We have none, nor ere are like to have , 'tis To be doubted: befides we are ftrangers, Wondrous hungry ftrangers; and charity Growing cold, and miracles cealing, Without a Conjurers help, cannot finde When we (hall eate agen. Am. Thele are no wants > If put in ballance, with Zenocias lofie; In that alone, all mileries are Ipoken: 0 my Rutillio, when I think on her, And that which Ihe may fuffer, being a captive, Then I could cnrfemyfelfe, almoft thole powers That fend me from the fury of the Ocean. Rut, You have loft a wife indeed, a faire and chaft one, Two bleflings, not found often in one woman 5 But Ihe may be recovered, queftionlefle The (hip that took us was of Portugall And he in Lisbon, by fome meanes or other We may heare of her. • Am. In that hope I live. Rut. And fo do I, but hope is a poor fallad To dine and lup with, after a two dayes faft too, Have you no money left ? Am, Not aDenier, ^ Rut. Nor any thing to pawn ? 'tis now in faftiiony Having a Miftris, fureyou fhouldnotbe Without a neate hiftoricall Ihirt. Am. Forlhame Talke not fo poorly. 1 muft talke of that Neceflity prompts us to, for beg I cannot, Nor am I made to creep in at a window, To filch to feed me, fomethingniuft be done,' And fuddenly rcfolve on't. Enter Zabulon and a fervant. Am, What are thefe? Rut. One by his habite is a Jew Zab. No more: Thou art fure that's he. Ser. Moft certaine. • • # # Zab. How long is it Since firft Ihe faw him ? Were I a Prince, I. woiild reward him for't, He has ridde the City of a turbulent bead, There's few will pitty him; but for his Mother I truly grieve indeed,' fflee's a good Lady. Exeunt. Enter Guiomar and Servants. Guio■ Hee's not i'th honle, Ser. No madam: Guio. Haife and feek him, G6e all and every where, 1'le not to bed Till you returne him, take away the lights too, The Moone lends me too much, to findemy feares, And thofe devotions I am to pay Are written in my heart, not in thisbooke, Kneele And 1 fliall reade them there without a t aper, Exit Serv Enter Rutillio. Rut-1 am purfued; all the Ports are ftopt too; Not any hope to efcape, behind, before me, On either hde I am befet, curled fortune My enemie on the Sea, and on the Land too, Redeem'd from one affliction to another: Would I had made the greedy waves my tombe And dyed obfeure, and innocent, not as Neroe ( me Smear'd ore with blood. Whither have my fears brough I am got in to a houfe, the doors all open, This, by the largenefle of the roome, the hangings, And other rich adornments, gliftring through The fable mafque of rtight, fayes it belongs^ To one ofmeanes and ranke: no fervant ftirring ? Murmur nor whifper? Guio. Who's that ? But. By the voice, r: This is a woman. Guio. Stepbano^Jafpe^Julia^ Who waites there? R#f. Tis the Lady of the houfe rie flie to her proteftion. Guio. Speak, what are you ? . R«t. Of all that ever breathy a man moft wretched. Guio. I am fare you are a man of moft ill manners, ^ ou could not with fo little reverence elfe Preffe to my private chamber. Whither would you, Or what do you feefce for > Rut. Gracious woman heare me; ■ I am a ftranger, and in that I anfwer All your demands, a moft unfortunate ftranger, That cald unto it by my enemies pride. Have left him dead itch ftreets, Juftice purfues me, And for that life, I tooke unwillingly And in a faire defence, I muft Iofe mine, Unlefle yon in your charity protect meV,. V,, i our houfe is now my fanftuary, and the Altar, 1 gladly would take hold of your fweet mercy. By all that's deare unto you, by your vertues, And by your innocence, that needs no forgivenefle Take pitty on me. Guio. Are you a GafWliah: But. No Madam, Italy claims my birtfcu. not v 11 h purpofe to betray you, if you were ^°uland times a Spaniard, the nation e 1 ortugals moft hate, I yet would fave you it lav in my power: lift up thefe hangings j e md my Beds head theres a hollow place, If lu ^ enter 5 kut fr°m this ftir not f e Officers come, as you expeft they will doe, _now they owe fuch reverence to my lodgings 1 they wilI ealily give credit to me " fcarch no further. 5 Rut. The bleft Saints pay for me . r v i. The infinite debt I owe you. v- . . Guiv. How he quakes ? ' ' Thus far I feele his heart beate, be of comforter Once more I give my promite for your fafety^r * All men are fubjeft to fuch accidents, Efpecially the valiant; and who knows not, But that the charity I afford this ftranger My only Son elfe-where may ftand in neede of? Enter Officers and fervants with the body ofDuart—Page. 1 Ser. Now Madam, if yoi.fr wifedome ever could ^ Raife up defences againft floods offorrow - That haft to overwheJmeyou, make true ufe ©f Your great difcretion, . ;; 2 Ser. Your only fonne My Lord TJuarfs flaihe. i Off. His murtherer, purfued by us Was by a boy difcovered Entring your houfe, and that induced us To prelfe into it for his apprhenlion. Guio. Oh ? i Ser..Sure her heart is broke. Off. Madam. \ , r, ,h ,j Guio. Standoff , - / t My forrow is fo deare and pretious to me, That you muft not partake it, fuffer it Hold a purf Like wounds that do breed inward to difpatch me. ready O my Duart, fuch an end as this Thy pride long fince did prophelie ; thou art dead, And to encreafe my mifery,.thy fad mother? Muft make a wilfull ftiipwrack of her vow Or thou fall unreveng'd. My fbule's divided And piety to a ion, and true performance Of hofpitable duties tQ my gueft. That are to olhers Angels, are my furies. Vengeance knocks at my heart, but my word given Denies theentrance, is no medium left, +> But that I muft proteft the murderer Or fuffer in that faith he made his Altar? Motherly love give place, the fault made this way, To keep avow, to which high heaven is witnefle, Heaven may be pleas'd to pardon. Enter ManueljDcttorS) Surgeons.f : - Man. 'Tis too late Hee's gone, paft all recovery : now reproofe Were but unfeafonable when I fhould give comfort, And yet remember Sifter. Guio. O forbeare, ■ >•.-. j<> ■. Search for the murtherer, and remove the body, And as you thinke fit^ give it burial 1. Wretch that 1 am, uncapableofall comfort, And therefore 1 intreate my friends and kinsfolk, And you my Lord, for fome ipareto forbeare $ ,i air Your courteous vifitations. •• Man. We obey you.: . Exeunt omries with the body. : i:- Manet Guiomar. Rut. My fpirits come back, and now-ddjpaire refignes Her place againc to hope. Guio. What ere thou art To whom I have given meanes of life, to witnefle With what religion I have kept my proniife, * ;f Come fearlefle forth, but let thy face be-cover'd, . That I hereafter be not forct to know thee* * ■ * > t V k * * • V . i ' • • > . \ For motherly affeftion may returne , My vow once paid to heaven. Thou haft taken from me, The refpiration ofmyheaft,. the light Of my fwoln eyes, in his life that fuftajn'd me; Yet my word given to fave you, I make good, B b Becauft IO the Cjiflome of the Colwtrey. Becaufe what you did, was not done with malice, You are not fcnowne, there is no niarke about you Suna Secunda. Enter Zabulon and Servants. That can difcovcr you; let not feare betray you With all convenient fpeed you can, flie from me That I may never fee you; and that want Of meanes may be no let unto your jotirnie, There are a hundred Crownesryou are at the doore now. And fo farewell for ever, r bh Rut. Let mefirft fall \ ' Before your feete, and on them pay the duty I owe your goodneffe; next all bleflings to you, And heaven reftore the joy es I have bereft you, With full increafe hereafter, living be TheGoddefle ftiLd of Hofpitalitie. 2. Ser Attus Tertiu& Suna Prima. J Enter Leopold. and Zenocia• Leo. Fling off thefe fullen cloudes,you are enterd now Into a houfe of joy and hapinefle, I have prepared a blefling for ye. Zen. Thankeye v*y\ \ '■ Leo. You arepeevilh And know not whe ye are freinded,! haveuPd thofe means My ftate would rather aske a curfe,. The Lady of this houfe, the noble Lady, Will take ye as her owne, anctufe ye gracioufiy: Make much of what you are, Miftris of that beautie, A ^B MB ye aymg fweet! Enter Servant. Then fit and fightfc Zen My Autiim is not fair off, Leo. Have you told your Lady Ser. Yes Sir, I have told her Both of your noble fervice, and yourprefent, Which (lie accepts, Leo.I fhould be bleftto fee her. Ser. That now you cannot doe: fhe keeps her Chamber Not well dilpof 1d$and has denied all vifits, The maid I have in charge to receive from ye. So pleafe you render her. Leo. With all my fervice. But faine I would have feene, Ser. 'Tis butyour'patience^ No doubt fhe cannot but remember n obely. Leo. Thefe th ree yeares I have lov'd this fcornfiill Lady, And followed her with all th e truth of fervice, In all which time, but twice fhe has honouredme With fight of her bleft beauty:: when you pleafe Sir, You may receive your charge, and tell your Lady; A Gentleman whole life is onely dedicated, To her commands, kiffes her beauteous hands; AndFaire-one, how your helpe, you may remember The honeft courtefies, fince you are mine I ever did your modefty: you fhall be neare her, And if fometimes you name my fervice to her And tell her with what noblenefle I love her, 'T will be a gratitude I fhall re member. Zen. What in my poore power lyes, fo it be honeft. Leo. I aske no more. Ser. You muft along with me ( Faire ) Leo. And fo l leave you two : but to a fortune Too happy for my fate :you fhall enjoy her. Exeunt. • ^ ^ w www r» ^ ~ ^ ^ — — Zab. Be quick, be quick, Out with the bucket there, Thefe fents are dull; caft richer on, and fuller; nte every place, where have you plas'd the muficke > Ser. Here they ftand ready Sir. Zab. 'Tis well,be fure le wines be lufty, high, and full of fpirit, And Amberd all. Ser. They are Zab. Give faire attendance. the beft trim, and ftate, make ready all- (Banquet jet fn I fhall come prefently againe. Exit We fhall Sir, What preperation's this ? new devife My Lady has in hand, 1. Ser- o, profper it cvs long as it carries good wine, in the mouth ? And good meate with it, where are all the reft 2. Ser. They are ready to attend. Ser. Sure fome great perfbn, They would not make this hurry elfe. 2. Ser. Harke the Muficke. Enter Zabulon andArneldo. It will'appeare now certaine, here it comes. Now to our places. Ar. Whether will he lead me? W hat invitations this ? to what new end, Are thefe faire preperations ? a rich Banquet, Muficke, and every place ftuck with adornment, Fit for a Princes welcome; what new game Has Fortune now prepared to fhew me happie ? And then againe to fink me? 'tis no illufion. Mine eyes are not deceiv'd, all thefe arc rcalh What wealth and State? Zab. Will you fit downe and eate Sir? Thefe carry little wonder, they are ufuall; Bntyou fhall fee, if you be wife to obferve it, . r f iL *_^ I** ^ 4 MM 31; trike with amazement if you be a manthis faire health to you. What fhall I fee > I pledge ye Sir, P was never So buried in amazement Zab. You are fo ftill Drinke freely. Ar.The very wines are admirable: Good Sir, give me leave to aske thisqueftiort, For what great worthy man, are thefe prepaid? And why do you bring me hither? Zab. They are for you, Sir; And under-valLve nift the worth you carry, Yon are that worthy man : thin ke well orthefe. They fhall be more, and greater. Ar. Well, blinde fortune Thou haft the pfettieft changes when thou artp] To play thy game out wantonly Zab. Come be lofty And awake your Spirits. Ceaft Ar. Good Sir, do not wake me. (Servant For willingly I would dye in this dreame, pray whole Are all thefe that attend her ? ♦ • 4* W* * i 1 a ^ Zab- They are yours; They wait on you, Ar. I never yet remember Ceafe M# was ever . ,y To maintaine fo many. Zab. Now you are, and (hall be, Ar. YouTfay this houfe is mine too ? Zab. Say it ? fweare it. At. ^ The Cuftome of the Countrey. ii At. And all this wealth ? This is the leaft you fee Sir. At Why, where has this been hid thel e thn tie yeares > For certainely I never found I was wealthie Till this hower, never dream'd of houfe,and Servants, 1 had thought 1 had been a younger brother, a poore Gent I may eat boldly then. Zab. Tis prepared for ye. At. The tafte is perfett, and mod delicate : But why forme ? give me fome wine, I do drink; I feele it feniibly, and I am here, Here in this glorious place: I am bravely ufed too, Good Gentle Sir, give me leave tothinke a little For either I am muchabus'd Zab. Strike Mufick And ling that lufty Song. MuJick^Song. At. Bewitching harmony! Sure I am turn'd into another Creature. Enter Hyppolita. Happy and bleft, Arnoldo was unfortunate; Ha ? bleflemine eyes; whatpretious piece of nature To poze the world ? Zab. I told you, you would fee that, Would darken thefe poore preparations; What think ye now ? nay rife not, 'tis no vifion. At. Tis more: 'tis miracle. Hyp. You are welcome Sir. At. It fpeakes, and entertaines me ftill more glorious; She is warme, and this is flelh here: how fhe ftirrs me. Bleile nie what ftars are there ? Hyp. May 1 lit neere ye ? At. No, you are too pure an objeft to behold, Too excellent to looke upon, and live; I mult remove. Zab. She is a woman Sir, Fy, what faint hart is this At. The houfe of wonder. Zab. Do not you thinke your felfe now truely happie? Yon have the abftratt of all fweetnefle by ye, The pretious wealth yonth Labors to arrive at Nor is fhe lefle in honour, then in beauty, Ferraras, roiall Duke, is proud to call her His bed, his nobleft, and molt happie Sifter, Fortune has made her Miftris of herfelfe, Wealthy, and wife, without a power to fway her, Wonder of Italy, of all harts Miftris. Am. And all this is Zab. Hyppolita the beauteous. Hyp. You are a poore relator of my fortunes, •weake a Chronicle to fpeak my bleflings, , 'eave out that eflentiall part of Story am moft high and happy in, moft fortunate, I The acquaintance, and the noble fellowfhip tthisfaire Gentleman: pray ye do not wonder, or hold it ftrange to heare a handfome Lady r mto ye:with your fair leave 8c courtefie 1 Will fit by ye. Am. I know not what to anfwer, or where I am, nor to what end confider; J do yon ufe me thus? Becinr 3re ye a"gry S.ir» ine ye are entertain'd with all humanity ? r«ly and nobly us'd > Am. No gentle Lady at were uncivil!, but it much amazes me oi ra. and a man of no defert t/1 T .nc^e floods of courtefie* "Jp-1 love ye, 1 honour ye, the firft and belt of all men, And where that faire opinion leads, 'tis ufaall Thefe trifles that but ferve to fet off, follow, 1 would not have you proud now, nor difdainful Becaufe 1 fay 1 love ye, though I fweare it, Nor thinke it a ftale favour I fling on ye, Though ye be handfome, and the only man I muft confefle I ever fixtmine eye on, And bring along all promifes that pleale us, Yet I fhould hate ye then, delpife ye, fcorne ye, And with as much contempt purfue yourperfon, As now I doe with love. But you are wifer, At leaft I think, more mailer of your fortune, And fo I drink your health. Axn. Hold fall good honefty, I am a loft man elle. Hyp. Now you may kifle me, 'Tis the firft kifle, I ever aske, I (weare to ye. Axn. That I dare doe fweet Lady. Hyp. You doe it well too ; You are a Mailer Sir, that makes you coy. Arn. Would you would lend your people off. Hyp. Well thought on. Wait all without. Exit. Zab. and fexva Zab. I hope fhe is pleaf d throughly. Hyp. Why ftand ye ftill ? her'es no man to deteft ye, My people are gon off: come, come,Ieave conjuring The Spirit you would raile, is here already Looke boldly on me. Ax. What would you have me doe ? Hyp.O moft unmanly queftion! have you do? Is't poflible your yeares fhould want a Tutor? <■ Pie teach ye: come, embrace me. Ax. Fy ftand off; And give me leave, more now, then ere, to wonder, A building of fo goodly a proportion, Outwardly all exaft, the frame of Heaven, Should hide within fo bafe Inhabitants? You are as faire, as if the morning bare ye, Imagination never made a fweeter; Can it be poflible this frame Ihould luffer, And built on flight affeftions, fright thevewer ? Be excellent in all, as you are outward, The worthy Miftris of thofe many bleflings Heaven has bellowed, make 'em appeare ftill nobler* Becaufe they are trufted to a weaker keeper. Would ye have me love ye ? Hyp. Yes, Ax. Not for your beautie; Though f confefle,it blowes the firft fire in us, Time as he pafles by, puts out that fparkle, Nor for your wealth, although the world kneele to it. And make it all addition to a woman, Fortune that ruines all, makes that his conqueft; Be honeft, and be vertuous, i'le admire ye, At leaft be wife, and where ye lay thefe nets, Strow over'em a little modefty, 'Twill well become your caufe, and catch more Fooles. Hjp. Could any one that lov d this wholfome counfcll But love the giver more ?you make me fonder: You have a vertuous minde, I want that ornament; Is it a fin I covet to enjoy ye ? If ye imagine I am too free a Lover, And aft that part belongs to you 1 am filerrt; Mine eyes (hall fpeake my bluflies, parly with ye, I will not touch your hand, but with a tremble Fitting a veftall Nun; not long to kifle ye, But gently as the aire, and undifcerned too, Bb2 12 Tbe Cuflome of the Countrey. Tie lieale it thus: Tie walke your (hadowby ye, So illil and uleiit that it (hall be equally To put me oft, as that, and when 1 covet, To give fuch toyes asthele Ar. A new temptation, Hjf. Thus like the lazie minuts will 1 drop 'em, Which pad once are forgotten. Ar. Excellent vice! Hyp. Will ye be won ? looke ftedfaftly upon me, Looke manly, take a mans affe&ions to you; Young women, in the old world were not wont, Sir, To hang out gaudy busfhes for their beauties, To talke themielues intoyoung-mensaffe&ions; How cold and dull you are? Ar. How I ftagger ? She is wife, as faire; but 'tis a wicked wiledome; He choake before I yield. Hyp. who waites within there Zabulon within. Make ready the greene chamber, Zab. It thall be Madam. At. 1 am afraid (he will injoy me indeed, Hyp. What Mulicke do ye love ? Ar.A modeft tongue. Hyp. Wee'll haveenough of that: fy, fy, how lumpifti? In a young Ladies armes,thus dull ? Ar. For heaven lake Profefs a little goodnefle. Hyp. Of what Countrey ? Ar. I am of Rome. Hyp. Nay then 1 know you mock me, The Italians are not frighted with fuch bug-bears, Prethee go in. Ar. I am not well; Hyp. Pie make thee, Fie kiffe thee well: Ar. 1 am not ileke ofthat fore. Hyp. upon my confcience, I muft ravifh thee, I fhall be famous for the firft example : With this I 'le tyeye firft, then trye yourftrength Sir, Ar• My ftrength, away bafe woman ? I abhor thee. I am not caught with (tales, difeafe dwell with thee. Exit. Hyp. A re ye fo quicke? and have I loft my wifties ? Hoe, Zabuloriy my Seruants. Enter Zabulon and Servants. Call'dye Madam? Hyp. Is all that beautie (corned, fo many (ude for? So many Princes ? by a ftranger too ? Mufti endure this ? Zab. Wher's the Gentleman ? Hyp. Go prefently, purfiie the ftranger,'Zabulon. He has broke from me, Jewels I have given him: (dome, Charge him with theft ; hee has ftolne my love, my free- Draw him before the Governour, imprifon him, Why doft thou ftay ? Zab. He teach him a new daunce, For playing faft and loofe with fuch a Lady. Come fellowes, come: I'le execute your anger, And to the full. Hyp. His fcorne (hall feele my vengeance. r Exeunt. .. Suna T'ertia. Enter Sulpicia and Jaques. Sul. Shall I never fee a lufty man againe ? • J a. Faith Miftris You do fo over-labour 'em when you have 'em, And fo dry-fotinder 'em^they cannot laft. Sul. Wher'sthe French-man ? -Alas, he's all to fitters, And lyes,taking the height of his fortune with a Sirreng. Hee's chin'd, he's chin'd good man, he is a mourner. Sul. What's become of the Vane ? J a. Who ? goldy-locks ? Hee's foule i'th touch-hole; and recoiles againe, The main Spring's weakned that holds up his cock, He lies at the figne of the Sun0 to be new breech'd, Sul. The Rutter too, is gone. J a. O that was a brave rafcall, He would labour like a threfher: but alas What thing can ever laft ? he has been ill mewd, And drawne too foon ; I have feene hirn in the HofpitaE Sul. There was an Englifh-man. J a. I there was an Englijb- man; You'Ie (cant finde any now, to make that name good, There was thofe Englifl.> that were men indeed, And wouldperforme like men, but now they are vanilit They are fo taken up in their own Countrey, And fo beaten off their fpeed, by their own women, When they come here, they draw their legs like hacknep Drinke, and their owne devices has undone 'em. i Sul. I muft have one that's ftrcng, no life in Lisbon elf, Perfeft and young : my cuftome with young Ladies, And high-fed Citie dames, will fall, andbreake elfe. I want my felfe too, in mine age to nourifti me: (ndli They are are all fank I maintain'd: now what's this but What goodly fellow's that ? Enter Rutillio and Officers Rut. Why do you drag me ? j Poxo your Juftice; letme loofe. i Off. Not fo Sir. (led Rut. Cannot a mafi fall into one of your drunken Gl And ventur the breaking on's neck,your trap-dores ope But he muft be us'd thus rafcally, 1 Off- What made you wandring So late i'th night? you know that is imprifonment. Rut. May be I walke in my deep. 2 Off. May be weed walk ye. What made ye wandring Sir, into that vault Where all the Citie ftore, and the Munition lay? Rut. I fell into't by chance, I broke my (hins fbr'C. YourJWorfhips feele not that: I knockt my head Againft a hundred polls, would you had had it. Cannot I breake my neckein mine own defence? 2 Off. This will not (erve; you cannot put it offfo> Your comming thither was to play the villaine, To fire the powder, to bl ow that part oth' C ity. Rut. Yes,with my noferwhy were the trap-doors open Might not you fall, oryou ? had you gone that way ? I thought your Citie had (irnke. I 1 Off. You did your beft Sir, We muft prefume to help it into'th aire. If you call that finking: we haVfe told you what's thelaH He that is taken there, unlefle a Magiftrate, And have command in that place, prefently If there be nothing found apparent, neare him Wort hie his torture, or his prefent death, Muft either pay his fine for his preemption, (Which is fixe hundred Duckets) or for fix yeares Tug at an Oare i'th Gallies: will ye walke Sir, For we prefume you cannot pay the penalty. Rut. Row in the Gallies, after all this mifchief ? (there 2 Off. May be you were drunke, they'le keepevou lob-' Rut. Tug at an Oare ? you are not arrant rafcals, To catch me in apit-fall, and betray me, Sul. A lufty minded man. J a. A wondrous able. Sul. Pray Gentlemen, allow me but that liberty To fpeake a few words with your prifoner *4 I have receiv'd affur'd intelligence; Such ftrangers have bin feen here: and though yet I cannot learn their fortunes, nor theplace Of their abode, 1 have a foule prefages A fortunate event here. Clo. There have pafs'd A mutuall enterchange ofcourtefies Between me, and the Governour; therfore boldly We may prefume of him, and of his power If we finde caufe to ufe them, otherwife I Would not be known here, and thefe difguifes Will keep us fromdifcovery. Enter Manuel, Peflor, Amoldo, Guard. Char. What are thefe > Clo ■ The Governour: with him my Rival!, bound. Char. For certaine 'tis Arnoldo. Clo. Let's attend What the fuccefle will be. Man. Is't poflible There (hould be hope of his recovery, His wounds fo many and fo deadly ? Do ft. So they appear'd at firft, but the blood ftop'd, His trance foriook him, and on better fearch We found they were not mortall; Man. life all care To perfe&this unhop'd for cure: that done Propofe your own rewards; and till you fhall Heare farther from me, for fome ends I have, Gonceal'd it from his Mother. Do£l. Wee'l not faile Sir. Exit. Man. You ftil ftand confident on your innocence. Am. It is my belt and Iaft guard, which I will net Leave, to relye on your uncertaine mercy. Enter By folia, Zabulon^ Leopold) Zenocia, 2 Servants. Hyp. Who bade you follow me I Goe home, & you Sir, As you refpeft me, goe with her. Am. Zenocia ? And in her houfe a Servant ? Cha. 'Tis my daughter. Clo- My love?Contain your joy,obferve the fequel. Zen. Man. Fye Madam, how undecent 'tis for you. pajfes So far, unlike your felfe to bee feene thus In th'open ftreets ? why do you knecle 1 pray you rife, I am acquainted with the wrong, and lofTe You have fuftain'd, and the Delinquent now Stands ready for his punifhment. Hyp. Let it fall Sir, On the offender: he is innocent And moft unworthy of thefe bonds he weares, But I made up of guilt. Man. What ftrange turne's this 1 Leo. This was my prifoner once. Hyp- If chaftity In a young man, and tempted to the height too Did ere deferve reward, or admiration, He juftly may claim both. Love to his perfon (Or ifyou pleafegive it a fowler name) Compel'd me firft to train him to my houfe, All engines I rais'd there to fhake his vertue, Which in the aflault were ufeleflejhe unmov'd ftil As if he had no part of humane frailty, A rain ft the nature of my Sex, almoft I plaid the Ravilher. You might have feen In our contention, young Apollo fly And love-ficke Daphne follow, all arts failing, By flight he wan the victory, breaking from a « /• • V « • « /• ^ • v the Ctiftome of the Countrey. 4 Jl A meanes to be reveng'd: and from this grew His Accufation, and the abufe Of your ftill equall juftice: My rage ever Thanks heaven, though wanton, I found notmy felfe So far engag'd to hell, to profecute To the death what I had plotted, for that love That made me firft defire him, then accufe him, Commands me with the hazard of my felfe Firft to entreate his pardon, then acquit him- Man. What ere you are, fo much 1 love your vertue That I defire your friendfhip; doe you unloofe him Frorn thofe bonds,you are worthy of, your repentance Makes part of fatisfaftion ;yet I muft Severely reprehend you. Leo . 1 am made A ftale on all parts r But this fellow fhall Pay dearely for her favour. Am. My life's fo full Of various changes, that I nowdefpaire Of any certaine port; one trouble ending, A new, and worfe fucceeds it: what fhould Zenacia Doe in this womans houfe ?Can chaftity And hot Luft dwell together without infeftion? I Would not be or jealous, or fecure, Yet fomething muft be done, to found the depth on t: That fhe lives is my blifle, but living there, A hell of torments; there's no way to her In whom 1 live, but by this door, through which To me, 'tis death to enter, yet I muft, And will make tryall. Man. Let me hear no more Of thefe devices, Lady: this I pardon, And at your interceftion I forgive Your inftrument the Jew too: get you home. The hundred thoufand crowns you lent the City Towards the letting forth of the laft Navy Bound for the Iflands, was a good then, which I ballance with y our ill now. Char. Now Sir, to him, You know my daughter needs it. Hyp. Let me take A farewell with mine ey, Sir, though my lip, Bebarr'dtheCeremonie, courtefie And cuftome too all owes of. Am. Gentle Madam, I neither am fo cold, nor fo ill bred But that I dare receive it: you are unguarded, And let me tell you that I am alham'd Of my late rudenefs, and would gladly therefore If you pleafe to accept my ready fervice Waite on you to your houfe. Hyp- Above my hope: 10 Sir, if an Angel were to be my convoy He fhould not be more welcome. ■ . Exi t Am. aM | [\r Clo. Now you know me. Man. Yes Sir, and honour you : ever remembring I * I I I 1 ( I I I :\ 1 F V P I Unfufferable) invited c Your many bounties, being ambitious only To give you caufe to fay by fome one fervice That I am not ungratefull. Clo. 'Tis now offer'd: I have a fuite to you, and an eafie one, Which e're long you fhall know. Man. When you think fit Sir, And then as a command, I will receive it, Till when, moft welcome: you are welcome too Sir, 'Tisfpoken from the heart, and therefore needs not Much proteftation: at your better ley fure I will enquire the caufe that brought you hither: Ai Yi H( Tl VV Pc tl He Pr A,; la Can you fupply me ? Vott. With what fumme you pleafe. Dua. I will not be long abfent. Dott. That I wiffi too ? For till you have more ftrength, I would not have you To be too bold. f . JDua. Feare not, I will becarefull. Exeunt. Enter Leopold, Zabulon, Bravo. Zab. I have brought him Sir, a fellow that will do it Though Hell ftood in his way, ever provided You pay him fort. Leop. He had a ftrange alpeft And lookes much like the figure of a hang-man In a table of the Paflion. Zab. He tranfcends, All prefidents beleeve it, a fleffi'd ruffian j That hath fo often taken the Strappado^ That 'tis to him, but as a lofty tricfce Is to a tumbler: he hath perufed too, All Dungeons in Portugall, thrice (even yeares Rowed in the Galleys for three (everall murthers, Though I prefiime that he has done a hundred, And fcapt unpuniffit. Leop. He is much indebt to you, You let him off (o well. What will you take Sir To beatea fellow for me, that thus wrongd me? Bra. To beate him (ay y ou ? Leop. Yes, beate him to lamenefle, To cut his lips or nofe off any thing, . That may disfigure him. Bra. Let me confider ? Five hundred piftollets for fuch a (ervicc I thinke were no deare penniworth. Zab. Five hundred! Why there are of your brotherhood in the Citic, He undertake (hall kill a man for twenty. Bra. KiUhim ? I think fojlle kill any man For halfe the money, Leop. And will you aske more For a found beating then a murther? JSr^.ISir? And with good reafon, for a dog that's dead The Spaniffi proverb (aies, will never bite: But ffiould I beate or hurt him only, he may Recover, and kill me. Leop. A good conclufion, The obduracie of this rafcall makes me tender. Pie runne fome other courfe, there's your reward* Without the employment. Bra. For that as you pleafe Sir 5 When you have need to kill a man, pray ufe me, But I am out at beating. * Exit. Zab. What's to be done then ? Leop. Tie tell thee Zabulon, and make thee privy To my moft neare defignes : this ftranger, which Hyppohta fo doates on, was my prifoner When the Iaft Virgin, I bejflowed upon her, Was made my prize ?how heefcap'd, hereafter J'le let thee know 3 and it may be the love Hebeares the fervant, makes him fcorne the Miftris. Zab. 'Tis not unlike ; for the firft time lie faw her His lookes expreft fo much, and for more proofe Since he came to my Ladies houfe, though yet He never knew her, he hath praftiz'd with me To help him to a conference, without The knowledge of Hyppolita, which I promis'd. Leop. And by all meanes performe it, for their meeting^ But worke it fo,that my difdainfull Miftris fWhoni Jtfus quartus* Sc£na Prima Here I difcharge your bonds. Am. Another irnile. Another tricke of fortune to betray us! Hyp. Why do's your Lordlhip ufe me fo unnobly > Againft my will, to take away my bond-woman > (man: Gov. She was no lawfull prize, therefore no bond-wo- She's of that Countrey we hold friendlhip with, And ever did, and therefore to be ufed With entertainment, faire and courteous. The breach of league in us gives foule example, Therefore you muft be pleas'd to think this honeft; Did you know what (he was? Leap. Not till this inftant 5 For had I known her, Ihe had been no prifoner. ( now, Cover- There, take the maid, (he is at her owne diipofe And ii there be ought elfe to do your honour Any poore fervice in—— Clod. 1 am vowed your fervant; Am- Your Father's here too, that's our only comfort, And in a Countrey now, we ftand free people, Where ^Yod/'o has no power, be comforted. Zen■ I feare fome trick yet, Am. Be mot fo dejefted. Gover. You muft not be dilpleas'd; fo farewell Lady. Come Gentlemen; Captain, you muft with me tooj I have a little bulinefle. Leo?. I attend your Lordfhip : Now my way's free, and my hopes. Lords againc. Exeunt all but Hyp. & Zab. Hyp. Dy'e jeere me now ye are going ? I may live yet ——to make you howle both. Zab. You might have done; you had power then, But now the chaines are off, the command loft, And fuch a ftory they will make of this To laugh out lazie time. Hyp- No meanes yet left me ? For now I burft with anger: none to fatisfieme ? .No comfort ? no revenge ? Zab. You fpeake too late; You might have had all thefe, your ufefull fervants Had you been wife, and foddain; What power, or will Over her beauty, have you now I by violence To conftrain his love; lhe is asfree as you are, And no law can impeach her liberty, Andwhilft Iheis fo, Arnold • I came prepared a gueft. Guio. O give me juftice; As ever you will leave a vertuous name, Do juftice, juftice. Sir. Gou. You need not aske lam bound to it. Guio. Iuftice upon this man That kild my Sonne. Gove. Do you confefle theaft? Rut. Yes Sir. Clod. Rutillio? Char. 'Tis the lanie.r Clod. How fell he thus? Here will be forrow for the good Arnoldo\ Govcr. Take heed Sir what you lay. Rut. I have weigh'd it well, edding Lady I am the man, nor is it life I ftart at; Onely I am unhappy I ampoore, Doore in expence of lives, there I am wretched, That I have not two lives lent me for his facrifice; One for her Sonne, another for her forrowes. Excellent Lady, now rejoyce againe. For though I cannot thinke, y'are pleas'd in blood. Nor with that greedy thirft purfue your vengeance; The tendernefle, even in thole teares denies that; Yet let the world beleeve, you lov'd Duarte; The unmatcht courtefies you have done my miferies, Without thisforfeite to the law, would charge me To tender you this life, and proudt'would pleafe yoa. Guio. Shall I have jufti«e > Gou. Yes. Rut. Pie aske it for ye. Tie follow it my felfe, againft my lelfe. Sir, Tis moft lit I dye; dilpatch it quickly. The monftrous burthen of that griefe Ihe labours with Will kill her elle, then blood on blood lyes on me; Had I athoufandliues,rdgivee'mall, Before I would draw one teare more from that vertue Guio. Be not too cruell Sir,and yet his boldIword* But his life cannot reftore that he's a man too Of a faire promile, but alas my Sonnes dead; If I have juftice, mull it kill him? Gov. Yes. Guio. If I have not, it kills me, ftrong and go odfy! Why fhould he perilh too ? Gou. It lies in your power, You onely may accufe him, or may quitt him. Clod. Be there no other witnelfes? Ga/o. Not any. And if I fave him, will not the world proclaime, I have forgot a Sonne, to lave a murderer? And yet he lookes not like one, he lookes manly. fi$p. Pitty fo brave a Gentleman Ihould perilh. ohe cannot be fo hard, fo cruell harted. Guio. Will you pronounce? yet ftay a little Sir. Rut. Rid your felfe Lady, of this mifery;, 1 And let me go, I do but breed more tcnipefts, With which you are already, to much lhaken. Guio. Do now, pronounce;! will not heare. Vuar. You (hall not, Yet turne and lee good Madam. Gov. Do not wonder. Tis he,reftor'd againe,thanke the goodDoftor, Pray do not ftand amaz'd, it is Duarte; Is well, is fafe againe. Guio. O my fweete Sonne. 1 I will not prefTe my wonder now with queftions Sir, I am forry for that cruefty, I urg'd againft you. " $ I Rut. Madam it was but juftice. Vuar. 'Tis true, the Doftor heald this body againCj But this man heald my fcule, made my minde perfect; The good lharp lefions his fword read to me, lav'dntf For which, if you lov'd me deare Mother, Honour and love this man. Guio. You lent this letter, ~ I Rut. My boldneffe makes meblufll now. Guio. I'le wipe of that, And with this kiffe, I take you for my husband, Your woings done Sir; I beleeve you love nie, And that's the wealth I looke for now. Rut. You have it. Vuar. You have ended my deflre to all my uift*5, Gover. Now' tis a wedding againe. And if B' Z 0 In N F The Cuflome of the Comtrey. 25 > akegood, what with the hazard of her life, She undertooke, the evening will fett cleare. titer- Hypollita. leading Leopold. Arnoldo. Zenocia. in eithe r hand. Zabulon. Sulpitia. fter a ftormy day. Char-Here comes the Lady. Clod. With faire Zenocia, Health with life againe, Reltor'd unto her. Zen- The guift of her goodneffe. Rut- Let us embrace, 1 am of your order too, And though I once defpair'd of women, now, 1 tinde they rellilh much ofScorpions, For both have flings, and both can hurt, and cure too] But what have been your fortunes ? Am. Wee'le defer -fur llory, and at time more fit,relate it. Now all that reverence vertue, and in that e nocias conftancy, and perfeft love, Orforherfake Arnoldo, joyne with us In th' honour of this Lady. Char• She deferves it. H)po. Hypollitas life, lhall make that good hereafter, Nor will I alone, better my felfe but others: For thefe whofe wants perhaps,have made their aftions Not altogether innocent, lhall from me Befo liipplied; that need fhould not compell them, To any courle of life, but what the law Shall give allowance to. Zab. Sulp. Your Ladilhipps creatures. Rut. Be fo and no more, you man-hucklter. Uypo. And worthy Leopold, you that with fuch fervour, So long have Ibught me, and in that delerv d me, Shall now finde full reward, for all your tiavelles, Which you have made more deare, by patient lufferance. And though my violent dotage did tranlport me, Beyond thofebounds, my modefly (hould have kept in, Though my defires were loofe, from unchalt art, Heaven knows 1 am f ee. Leop. Thethought of that's dead tome; I gladly take your offer. Rut• Do fo Sir, A peice of crackt gold, ever will weigh downe Siluer that's whole. Gov. You lhall be all my guefts, I mud not be denyed. Arno. Come my Zenocia. Our barke at length has found a quiet harbour; And theunfpotted progrelleofour loves Ends not alone in fafety but reward, To inftrufit others,by our faire example; That though good purpofes, are long withftood, The hand of Heaven ftill guides fuch as are good. I Ex-omnes. The Prologue ^ ^ w f \e is,Gentlemen, from of en ifident, it needes no defence wee dare lookg. On any man, that brings bis Table-book*. To write downe, what againe be may repeate At fome greate Table, to deferve bis meate. fuch come [weld with malice, to apply tat is mirth here, therefor an injurie. Nor Lord, nor Lady we have tax'd', nor State, Nor any private perfon, their poore bate "rHbe fiarv'd beere,for envy fball not finde, • • M Onely'twill crave attention, in tbemofh Becaufe one point unmarked,'the whole is I Hearefirft then, and judge after, and be fi ^ " F ie lnluftice to decry this now For being IA Ad before, you may allow M f>«'s Mgtl in tb, .11, [.boolety All jucb as hv J before youtwere not fooies. W The Epilogue. I Spake much in the Prologue for the Play, To its defert I hope, yet you might lay Should I change now from that, which then was meant, Or in a fyllable grow leffe confident. I were weakge-bearted. I am fhll the fame In my opinion, andforbeare to frame Qualification, or excule; If you Concur with me, and hold my judgement true. 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Mad > \ Lon• Mad as May-butter, And which is more, mad for a wench. Lad). 'Tis ftrange, and full ofpitty. Lon. All that comes neare him He thinks are come of purpofe to betray him, Being full of firange conceite: the wench he loved Stood very near the Crowne. Lad). Alas good Monfieur A' was a proper man, and faire demean'd, A perfon worthy of a better temper. Lon- He is ftrong opinion'd that the wench he loved Remaines clofe prifoner by the Kings command: Fearing her title, when the poore grieved Gentlewoman Follows him much lamenting, and much loving In hope to make him well, he knows her not, Nor any elfe that comes to vifite him. Lad). Let's walk in Gentlemen, and theredifcourle His further mileries, you (hall flay dinner, In truth you muft obey. Om. We are your fervants. Exeunt. Enter Couzen. CouJ.Ther's no good to be done,no cure to be wrought Upon my defperate kiniman: I'le to horle And leave him to the fooles whip, milery. I Ihall recover twenty miles this night, My horle Hands ready, I'le away with fpeed. Enter Shattil/ion. Shat. Sir, may I crave your name ? Couf. Yes Sir you may ; My name is Cleremon. Shat. 'Tis wel, your faftion? What party knit you with ? Couf. 1 know no parties, Nor no faftionsSir. SlMf. Then weare this crofle of white: And where you lee the like they are my friends, Oblerve them well, the time Is dangerous. (tellow Couf Sir keep your crofle, I'le wear none, furethis Is much befide himfelfe, grown mad. Shat. A word Sir; You can pick nothing out ofthis, this crofle Is nothing but a crofle, a very crofle, Plaine without Ipell or witch-craft, learch it, You may fulpeft, and well, there's poyfon in't, Powder, or wild-fire, but'tis nothinglo. Couf. I dobeleeve you Sir, 'tis a plain crofle. Shat. Then do your worft, I care not, tell the King, Let him know all this, as I am lure he Ihall; When you have (pit your venome, then will I Stand up a faithfull, and a loyall fubjeft, And lo God faveHis Grace, this is no Trealon. Couf. He is March mad, farewell Monfieur. Exit Couzen Shat. Farewell; I (hall be here attending, 'tis my life They aime at, there's no way to fave it, well Let 'em (pread all their nets: they"Ihall not draw me Into any open Treafon, I can fee, And can beware, I have my wits about me, I thanke heaven for't. Enter Love. Love. There he goes, That was the faireft hope the French Court bred, The worthieftand the fweeteft temper'd fpirit, D d 5 _ Th Enter. Gentleman Solus Gent. Rife Jaqu.es 'tis growne day, The country life isbeft, where quietly Free from the clamour of the troubled Court, We may enjoy our own greene fhadowed wall And keepe a moderate diet without art. Why did I leave my houfe and bring my wife, To know the manner of this fubcile place? 1 would when firft the luft to lame an honour, Pofleft me, 1 had met with any evill. 33 Tbe Noble Gentleman. Youthfull as is the morne and tn!l eare That promifes to duffe our lpatious garners, Shall we then let it rot, and never reap it? I Genu Wife talke no more your Retoricke comes too late, am infiixahle- and how dere you Adventure to direft my courfe of life? Was not the husband mad to rule the wife? Wife. Tis true but Where the man doth mifle his way, Ic is the womans part to fet him right; j So Fathers have a power to guide their Sonnes In all their courfes,yet you oft have feene Poorelitle children that have both their eyes Lead their blind Fathers. Gen. She has a plaguy witt, I fay you'r but a little piece of man. Wife. But fuch a peice, as being taneaway Man cannot laft: the (aired and talleif (hip. That ever faild, is by a little peice of the fame Wood,deerd right,and turnd about. Gen. Tis true (he fayes, her anfwers ftand with realbn. Wife. But Sir, your Cozin put this in your head W ho is an encmie to your preferment, Becatife I fhould not take place of his wife; Come by this kifle thou fhalt not go fweete heart. Gen. Come, by this ki.lie I will goe Sweet-heart, On with your riding dufie; I know your tricks, And if preferment fall ere you be ready, Tis welcome, elfeadue the Citie life. Wife* Well Sir I will obey. Gent. About it then, Wife. To pleafe your humour 1 would drefle my felfe, In the mod loathfome habit you could name Or travell any whether ore the world If you command me, it (hall neere be faid The fraylty of a woman whofe weake minde, Is often (et on loofedelights and (hewes, Hath drawne her husband to confiimehis date, In the vaine hope of that which never fell. Gen. About it then, women arepleafant creatures, When once a man begins to know himfelfe. Wife But harkeyou Sir becaufel wilbefure, You diall have no excufe, no word to fay In your defence hereafter; when you fee What honours were prepardeforyou andme Which you thus willingly have throwneaway, I ce!i you I did looke for prefent honour. This morning for you, which I know had come But if they do not come ere I am ready (Which I will be the fconer lead they (hould) When I am once (et in a countrey life. No: all the power of earth (hall alter me, Not all your prayers or threats (hall make me (peak The Lead words to my honourable freinds To do you any grace. Gent. I will not wi(hit. ' k Wife- And never more hope to be honourable, GentMy hopes are lower. Wife. As I live you (hall not. You (hall be fofarr from the name of noble That you (hall never fee a Lord againe; Yon (hall net fee a maske, or Barriers, Or tilting or a folemn chridning. Or a great marriage, or new fire-works, Or any bravery; but you (hall live At home befpotted with your owne loved durt In (curvy t loathes as you were wont to doe, And to content you 1 will live fo too. Gen. Tis all 1 wi(h, make had the day drawes on, It (hall be my care to fee your ftufie paft up. Wife.It fhal be my care to gul you:yoti(halftay.E*G', And more then fo intreat me humbly too j You (hall have honours prefently; Maria. Enter Maria. Mar. Madam. Wife. Bring hither, pen, inke, and paper. Ma. 'Tis here. Wife. YourlVIafter Will not day, Unlefle preferment come within an houre.^ Mar. Let him commande one of the Citie gates In time of mutiny, or you may provide him, To be one of the counfell for invading. Some favage countrey to plant chridian faiths Wife. No, no, I have it for him, call my page Now my deare husband there it is will fityou.EwMJfn And when the world (hall fee what I have done. Let it not move the (pleene of any wife. To make an afle of her beloved husband Without good ground, but if they will be drawne To any reafon by you, do not gull them; But if they grow conceited of themfelves, And be fine Gentlemen, have no mercfe, Publifli them to the world, 'twill do them good When they fhall fee their follies underftood, Go beare thefe letters to my fervant, And bid him make had, I will drefle my felfe, In all the journey cloathes I ufed before Not to ride but to make the laughter more. RjJ Enter. Gentleman, and Jaques. Gent. Isallpa&up? Ja. All, all Sir, there is no tumbler, ;■ Runs throw his hoop with more dexteritie Then T aboute this bufinefle: tis a day • :|j J That I have long longd to fee. Gent. Come wheres my fpurs ? g m Ja. Here Sir, and now 'tis come. Gent. I Jaques now ; I thankemy fates, I can command my wife. Ja. I am glad to fee it Sir. Gent. I do not love alwayes, To be made a puppie, laques. Ja. But yet me thinkes your worship does not looke. Right like a countrey Gentleman. Gent. I will, give me my tother hat. , Y Ja. Here. $1 Gen. So,my Ierkin. Ja. Yes Sir. ' Gent. On with itjaquesy thou and I Will live (b finely in the countrey, Jaquesy And have (uch plcafant walks into the woods A mornings, and then bring whom riding rods. And walking fiaves^— , ^ | Ja. And I will beare them Sir, And skurdge-dicks for the children. Gen. So thou (halt, And thou (halt do all, over fee my worke folkes And at the weekes end pay them all their wages. Ja. I will Sir, fa your worfhip give me mony. Genty Thou (halt receive all too: give me my drawers Ja. They are ready Sir. Gent. And I will make thy Miftrifs, My wife, looke to her landrie andherdayry. That we may have our linnen cleane on Sundayes. Ja. And holy dayes. Gent. I and ere we walke about the grounds Provide our breake-fad, Or (he (hall fmoke, Pie have her a good huswife ser. Have I not ftill profeft my felfe your friend ? Gen. Yes, but you never fhewd it tome yet. Ser. But now I will, becaufe I fee you wife, And give ye thus much light into a buiiiieife That came to me but now, be refolute. Stand ftifly to it that you will depai t, And prefently. Gen. W hy fo I meane to doe. Ser. And by this light you may be what you will 5 Will you be ftcret Sir ? Gen. Why ? what's the matter ? Ser. The King does feare you. Gent. How ? ser. And is now in Counfell 5 Gent* About me ? Ser. About you, and you be wife* You'I finde hee's in Counfell about you ? His Councellours have told him all the truth. Genu What truth? Ser. Why ? that which now he knows too well. Gent. Whatis't? Ser. That you have followed him feven years With a great traine: and though he have not gracY you, Yet you have div'd into the hea ts of thoufands, With liberality and noble carriage ; s " f1. And if you fhould depart home unprefer'd All difcontented, and ftditious fpirits . Wouldflocke to you andthruft you into aftion: With whofe help, 8c your Tenants, who doth not know (If you were fo difpos'd:) How great apart of this yet fertile peaceful realm of Fran. Yob might make defolate ? but when the King Heard this v Gent. what faid he ? ser*Nothing, but (hook, As never Chriftian Prince did (hake before. And to be fhojrt you may be what you will ? But be not ambitious Sir, fit downe With moderate honours, leafl you make your ftlfe Mo'reFeard. - ~ ^ Gent. I know Sir what I have to dpe In mine own bulinefle. Enter Longavite. Long. Where's Monfteur Mount Murine. ser. Why there he ftands, will you ought with him? Long. Yes : Good day Monfieux Marine. Gent. Good day to you. Long. His Majefty doth commend himfelfe, Moft kindly to you Sir, and hath by me, • Sent you this favour; kneele downe, rife a Knight. Gent. I thank his Majefiy. Long. And he doth further requefl: you. Not to leave the Court fo foone, For though your former merits have been flighted, After this time there fhall no Office fall-, Wottby yqur fpirit, as he doth confefle • There's none fo great, but you fhall furely have it. Ser. Do you heare, if you yield yet you are an afle. Gent. Fie (hew my ferviqe to hisMajefiy In greater things then theft, but for this fmall one I niuft intreat his Highnefle to excufeme. Long. He beare your Knightly, words unto the King, And bring his Princely anfwer backe againe. Exit Long. ser. Well (aid, be refolute a while, 1 know There is a tide of honours comrning on. * r * / W I warrant you. Enter Beveford. *. % Bexv. V Vhere is this new made Knight ? Cent. Here Sir. * i - ' fee - . fep. Let The trophy of your former gentry off, Off with his Jerkin Bewford. Ser. Didft thou never fee A nimble footed Taylor hand fo in his ftockings, W hilft fome friend help to pluck his Jerkin oft. To dance a Jigg? Enter Jaques. Lon. Here's his man Jaques coiiie Booted and ready ftill. J a- My Miftris'ftayes; Why how now Sir ? what do your Worftiip mean, To plucke your grave and thrifty habit off ? Gent. My flippers, Jaques. Lon■ O thou mighty Duke Pardon this man, That thus hath trefpafled in ignorance. Gent. I pardon him. Lon• His Graces flippers, Jaques. Ia. Why what's the matter > Lon. Foot-man, hee's a Duke: The King hath rais'd him above all his land. J a. I'le to his Couzen prcfently, and tell him fo; 0 what a dung-hill count rey rogue was I! Exit h Enter Wife. Ser. See, fee, my Miftrifle. Lon. Let's obferve their greeting. Wife. Unto your will as every good wife ought, 1 have turnd all my thoughts, and now am ready. Gent. O Wife I am not worthy to kifle the lead Of all thy toes,much lefle thy thumb, Which yet I would be bold with; all thy counfell Hath been to me Angelical], but mine to thee Hath been moft durty like my mind : Deare Duchefle I muft flay. Wife. What are you mad to make me Drefle, and undrefle, tiirrie and Winde me, Becaufe you find me plyant > iaid I not The whole world fhouldnot alter me, if once I were refolv'd ? and now you call me Duchefle: Why what's the matter ? Gent. Loe a Knight doth kneel Wife. A Knight ? Gent. A Lord. Wife. A foole. Gent. I fay doth kneele an Earje, a Duke. Long- In drawers. Bew. Without fhoes. Wife. Sure you are lunatick. Ser. No honoured Duchefle If you dare but believe your fervants truth, I know he is a Duke. Long. God fave his Grace. Wife. I aske your Graces pardon. Gent. Then 1 rife, And here in token that all ftrife fhall end 'Twixt thee and me, I let my drawers fall And to thy hands I do del iver them: Which fignifies, that in all afts and fpeeches, From this time forth my wife fhall wear the breeches Ser. An honourable comDofition. Exeunt c; Bew- Let me enfold you in my arms, Then call you Lord, the King will have it fo, Who doth entreat your Lordfhip to remember His meflage fent to you by Longavife. Ser. If ye be durty, and dare not mount aloft; You may yield now, 1 know what I would do. Gent. Peace, I will fit hipi; tell his Majefty I am a Subjeft, and I do confefle I ferve a gracious Prince, that thus hath heapt Honours on me without defert, but yet As for the meflage, bufinefle urgeth me, I muft be gone, and he muft pardon me, Were he ten thoufand Kings and Emperours. Bew. I'le tell him Co. Ser- Why, this was like your felfe. Bew. As he hath wrought him, 'tis the fineft fellow That ere was Chriftmas Lord, he carries it So truly to the life, as though he were One of the plot to gull himfelfe. Exit Bewf. Ser. Why fo, you fent the wife ft and the fhrewdeft Unto the King, I fwear,my honoured friend That ever any Subjeft fent his Liege. Gent. Nay noW I know I have him on the hip, I'le follow it. Enter Longavile. Long. My honourable Lord, Give me your noble hand right courteous Peer, And from henceforth be a courtly Earl; The King fo wills, and Stibjefts muft obey: Only he doth defireyou to conf ider Ofhisrequeli Ser. Why faith you'r well my Lord, yield to him. Gent. Yield ? why 'twas rny plot. Ser- Nay 'twas your wives plot. Gent. To get preferment by it, And thinks he now to pop me ith mouth But with an Earldome, lie be one ftep higher. Ser. 'Tis the fineft Lord, I am afraid anon He will ftand upon't to fhare the Kingdome with him. Enter Bewford- Bew. Wher's this Courtly Earle ? His Majefty commends his love unto you; And will you but now grant to his requeft, He bids you be a Duke, and chufe of whence. Ser. Why ifyou yield not now, you are undone, What can you wifh to have more, but the Kingdome > Gent. So pleafe his Majefty, I would be Du. of Burgundy Becaufe I like the place. Bew. I Know the King is pleas'd. Gen. Then will I ftay and kifle his Highnefle hand. Bew. His Majefty wil be a glad man when he hears it. Lon. But how fhall we keep this from the worlds eare That fome one tell him not, he is no Duke? Ser. Wee'l think of that anon. Why Gentlemen, is this a gracious habit for a Duke ? Each gentle body let a finger to T o pluck the clouds of this his riding Weeds From oft the orient funne of his beft cloths; I'le pluck one boot and fpur off. Long-1 another. Bew. lie pluck his Jerkin off. Ser. Sit down my Lord; Both his fpurs off at once good Longavile And Bewford take that fcarfe off, and that hat Doth not become his largely fprouting fore-head. Now fet your gracious foot to this of mine, One pluck will do it, fb, off with the other. Lon. Loe thus your fervant Longavile doth pluck Actus fortius Couf. Shall I beleeve thee Iaques %. Sir you may. Cotifr Didft thou not dreame > Ja. l did not. • " i1{J ' 6 ' Coz. Nor imagine < , . , Neither ofboth : I faw him great and nnghty, ,I faw the Monfteurf Bow, and heard them cry > . j fnrninfe to niv Lord the Duke. Set forwa rd Goentlemen. Groom.Room for the Duke there. Exeunt Duhe & >. Wife. 'Tis fit he lhould have room to (hew his mil He fwels fo with his poyfon, rS 'Tis better to reclaim ye thus, then make A (heeps-headofyou, It had been but your due; But I have mercy Sir, and mean to reclaim you By a dire&er courfe. . That woman is not worthy of a foule That has the foveraign power to rule her husband, And gives her title up, (o long provided As there be faire play, and his ilate not wrongd. Enter ShattiUion. ffeJ Sbat. I would be glad to know whence this new M The people buz abroad, or by what title He received his dignity, 'tis very ftrange | There fhould be fuch clofe jugling in the State, But I am tyed to filence, yet a day May come, and fooneto perfeft all thefe doubts. Wife. It is the mad ShattiUion by my foule 1 fuffer much for this poor Gentleman; I'le fpeake to him, may be he yet know s me. Monfteur ShattiUion. Sbat. Can you give me reafon from whence This great Duke fprang that walkes abroad ? Wife. Even from the King himfelfe. Sbat. As you are a woman, I think you may becott Yet your prayer would do no harm good woman. Wife. God prefervehim. Enter Sbatlillioni Love. Sbat. I fay Amen, and fo fay all good fubjefts. Love. Lady asever youhave lov'd, or lhall, I As you have hope of heaven lend your hand, 5 Ana wit to draw this poore diftrafted man ' Under your roofe from the broad eyes of people, And wonder of the ftreets. Wife. With all my heart; My feeling of his griefe and lofle is much. Love. Sir now you are come fo neare the prifon, wil Goe In, and vifit your fair Love: poore foule She would he glad to fee you. Sbat. This fame Duke is hut Apocryphall, there's no creati on That can ftand where tides are not right. Love- "Tis true gir. Sbat. This is another draught upon my life» Letttse examine well the words I fpake. The words I fp ake were, that this novell Duke Is not o£h true making, 'tis to me nioft certaine. Wife. Y ots are as right Sir as you went by line. Skat. And to the griefe of many thoufands more. Wife. If there be any fuch, God comfort them, (pi® Sbat. Whofe mouths may open when the time toll! Fuse betray, comme nd me to the King, And tell him I am found, and crave but juftice; Too. &a!I not need to have your guard upon me, Which I am fore are plac'd for my attach ment j Lead on , I'm obedient to my bonds. Love, Good Sir be not difpleafed with us; We are but fervamts to his highnefle will, To make that good. Sbat. 1 doe forgive you even with my heart > Shall! entreat a favour ? Wife. Any thing. Sbat. To fee my love before that fatall ftroake, And pubisfh to the world my chriftian death, And true obedience to the Crown of France. Love. I hope it fhall not need Sir, for there is mercy Come hither my Tweet Dutchefle: let me kiffe Thy gracious lips: for this will be his phrafes i I feare me nothing but his legs will breake Under his mighty weight of fuch a greatnefle. Bern- Now me thinks deareft Lady you are too cruell; His very heart will freeze in knowing this. Wife. No, no, the man was never of fuch deepnefle To make conceite his Mailer: Sir I'le affure ye He will out-live twenty fuch pageants. Were he but my Cozen or my Brother, And fuch a defperate killer of his fortune, In this beliefe he lhould dye, though it colt me A thoufand crowns a day to hold it up j Or were I not known his wife, and fo to have An equall feeling of this ill he fuffers, He fhould be thus till all the boyes i'th Towne Made fute to weare his badges in their hats, And walke before his Grace with flicks and nofe-gayes. We married women hold-- Ser■ 'Tis well, no more. The Duke is entring, fet your faces right, And bow like Countrey prologues: here he comes. Make roome afore, the Duke is entring. Enter Duke- Long. The ch i eft fortunes waite upon our Duke, Ser. And give him all content and happinefle. Lew- Let his great name live to the end of time. Duke- We thank you, and are pleas'd to give you notice We fhall at fitter times wait on your Loves, Till when, be neare Us. Long. Tis a valiant purge, and works extreamly 5 'Tas delivered him Of all Right worfhipfull and gentle humours, And left his belly full of nobleneffe. I)«. It pleafed the King my Mafter Forfundry vertties not unknown to him, And the all-feeing flate, to lend his hand And raife me to this Emminence, how this Mayfeemeto other men, or ftir the mindes Of fuch as are my fellow Peers, I know not, I would del ire theirloves hi juftdefignes. Wife. Now by my faith he does well, very well: Befhrew my heart I have not feen a better Of a raw fellow, that before this day Never rehearft his flate : 'tis marvellous well. Ser. Is he not Duke indeed, fee how he iookes As ifhis fpirit were afa.fi, or two Above his veines, and ftretcht his noble hide. (not. Long. Hee's high ihrae't like a dtum,pray God he faoeake Jim Why kt him break, titer's but a Calves-skin. loft. Lang. May it pleafeyour Grace to feetheCitf, Twill be $o the minds and muck contaitmmt Ofthe doubtful! people. T)u. I am deter mrn'd lb, til! my relume 1 leave my ho n on red Da tch ell e to her chamber. * J ' ' Be carefa.II of year health, I pray you be fa. Ser. Your grace lEbali faffer us yourhumbfeferva&its To give attendance, lit fo great a perfon Upon your body. Vukg-1 am pleafed fo. Long. Away good Bewford, raife a guard flifilctent T o keep him from the reach of tongues, he qakke 3 And do you. heare, remember how the ftreets M u ft be difpos'd with for cryes, and Educations. Your grace determines not to fee the King—^ J)u- Not yet,! fhall be ready ten dayes hence To kiffe his highnefle hand, and give him thanks, As it is fit I fhould for his great bounty Sbat. But had not the tenth Lewi* a fole daughter: Duke. I cannot tell. Skat. But anfwer me dire&ly. Duke. It is a moft feditious queftion. Skat. Is this your juftice? jj. Duke' I ftand for my King. Was ever heire apparant thus abus'd ? Pie have your head for this.. Duk$. Why,do your worn. ; Sbat. Will no one ftir t o apprehend this traytor> A guard about my perfon will?no'ne come.? Muft my owne royall hands performe the deede? j Then thus I do arreltyou. Duke* Treafon, help. Enter Wife^ Long, and Bew.and Servant. Wife. Help, help, my Lord and husband. Duke. Help thy Duke. as Long. Forbeare his graces perfon. Sbat. Forbeare you to touch him that, Your heire apparant weds, But by this hand I Will have all your heads. J Set. How doth your grace? Duke- Why? well. J ; ' Sex. How do you finde his title ? I Duke.Tis a dangerous one, As can come by a female. • " Sjj Ser. 1 'tis true, | But thelaW Salicke, cuts him offfrom all. Long. 1 dobefecch your grace hoiv (lands his title? Duke. Pew,nothing,the law Sballicke cuts him oiffti Wife. My gracious husband you muft now prepare, In alfyour graces pomp to entertaine Your cozen, who is now a convertite. And followes here.; this night he will be here. Duke. Be ready all in haft, I do intend, To (hew before my cozen s wondring face (i The greatnefle of my pomp, arid of my place. «i And then be ready for him prefently, I will convert him quickly or confound him. Ser Is mad Shattillion here ? • Wife. Is here,and"s Lady, Iprethee fervant fetch him hither- - Ser. Why, what do you meane to put him to.? Wife. To chat with the mad lad my husbands Twill be brave to Heare them fpeake, babl, Stare, and prate. - Bew. But what (hall be the end of all this. Lady? i Enter, shattillion, and Servant. Wife. Leave that tome, now for the grand dilpute, For fee here comes Shattillion: as I livenie thinks All France (hould beare part of his griefes. a Long. IJe fetch my Lord the Duke. 5 Sbat. Where am I now, or whether will you lead me£ To my death? I crave my priviledge, r I muft not dye but by jult courfe of law. Ser. His Majefty hath fent by me your pardon. He meant not you (hould dye; but would intreate you To lay the full ftate of your Title open, 1 Unto a grave and noble Gentleman, b . ; a Enter Duke, and Longovile. TheDuke of Burgundy who here doth come* Who either by his wifedome will confute you, Or cl(e informeandfatishethe King. ^ Bew. May'tpleafeyour grace, this is the Gentleman. Duke. Is this he that chops Logicke with my liege? • Sbat. D'ee mocke me? you are great,the time will come When you (hall be as much contemned as I, j Where are the ancient complements of France, That upftarts brave the Princes of the bloud.? i Duke. Your title Sir, in (horc. a - a a Sbat. He muft Sir, . a h Be a better ftates man then your (elfe, that can Trip me in any thing, I will not fpeake Before thefe witnelles. -*«■ Duke. Depart the roome, for none (hall ftay, No not my deareft Dutches. . Wife. Wee'Ie ftand behind the Arras & heare all .Exeunt. Duke. In that chaire take your place, I in this, Difcourfe your title now. : 5 Sbat. Sir you (hall know, My loves true title,mine by marriage, Setting afidc the fi rft race of French Kings Which will not here concerne us, as Pbaramond, With Clodian, Meron, and And to come downeunto the fecondrace", Which we will likewife/lip- ■ ■■ ■> Dukxe. But take me with you. Sbat. I pray you give meleave,of Charles, The Father of King Pippin, who was. Sir, : To Charles the great and famous Cbarlemaine. And to come to the third race of French Kings, Which will not be great ly pertinent in this catile, Petwixt the King and me, of which you know flvGH Capet was the firft, Next his Sonne Robert, Henry then,and Phillip With Lewis, and his Sonne a Lewis too, And of that name the (eventy, but all this Springs from a female as it (hall appeare. Duke. Now give me leave, I grant you this yonr title At the firft fight carryes fome (hew of truth; But if ye weigh it well ye (hall finde light. Is not his Majeftie pofleft in peace, i And juftice executed in his name, And can you thinke the moft Chriftian King Would do this if he faw not realon for it? Co. Sirra is all things carried to the Taylor, ||s £ The meafure and the faftiion of the gowne {i With the beft trim ? Man. Yes Sir& 'twill be ready within this two da Co.For my felfe I care not, j 1 have a fuite or two of ancient velvet; p( Which with fome fmall correfting and addition Jjpp, May fteale into theprelence. (my j w Wife- Would my Gownfc were ready husband,Ple W ^ To make you fomething ere to morrow night. Co. It muft not bee 1 ml Before we fee the Duke, and have advice, We How to behave our (elves: lets in the while, m ^ And keepour felves from knowledge till time (hall ca Enter Long: and Bewford. Extf Qf Long. I much admire the fierce mafculine fpirft, pj Of this dread Amazon. p0 Bew. This following night Fie have a wench in foh%01 Long. Sir, I heare you,, Set And will be with you if I live, no more. |Ts Enter Maria. ' & Ma. My Lady would intreate your prefence Gentl^ pj Bew. We will obey your Lady, (he is worthy. Bro Long. You light alone, a word, or two. J 42 Tbe Noble Gentleman. 'Tis time to be mine owne friend*! live In towne here, and direft the readieft way, Long. But thefe are but illuiions to give couller To other meir, and be a Have my felfe. Co. Nay good Sir be not mov'd J am your fervantj knowledge Ser. Will you be walking home? Co. Iwould de ire to have my wife a long, .Ser. You areltoo raw, Be gou and take no notice where you left her5 Let her return© at leifure, if fhe ftay A moneth 'twill be the better, underftand me This Gentleman can doe't. (Exit Cozen. Co. 1 will Sir,& wife remember me a Duke,a Duke wife. Ser. Aboard her Longaveile ftiee's thine owne5 T o me the fooling of this foole, is venerie. Exit Servant. kwford and Jt come., have 1 And follow me, here;not a word, go in Grope by the walls, and you (hall finde a bed, Lye downe there, fee, fee, a turne or two to give My blood forne heate; and I am prefently For aftion, darknefle by thy leave I come. Exit Bew Enter Maria. Ma* I am perfeft in my leflbn, be my (peed, , Thou God of marriage, this is the doore, Pie knock. Bew. within. Who (J? there? I cannot come yet. \ . — % . k * • i - Mounfier Eewfordi Bew. Stay 'till I lights candle, who are ye? Gentlewoman Enter Bewford. (loude Bew. O eome in, I'le finde a time for you too, be not Mar- Sir you have found that time already, fhame On my foule therefore. Bew. Why? what's the matter? Mar. Do you not lee Sir, is your light fo dim? Bew- Do you not waite on the Lady Mount Marine? Mar. I do Sir, but my love on you. Bew- Poore foule! how cam'il thou by this big belly? Man By your felfe. » . : body 'ct>ew. £>y Mar. Yes, unfweare that oath agen, l'le tell you all ; Thefe two y eares 1 have Iov'd you, but themeanes How to enjoy you, 1 did never know Till twelfe night laft, when hearing of your game To take up wenches private in the night, 1 apprehended ftraight this courfe to make My felfe as one of them, and waite your coming; I did fo, and enjoyed you, and now this child my ftiame And marry me: or elfe I muft be for'ft Long within- Monfieur Bewford, Monfienr Bewford. Itog?,-Whofe that calls? Long. Are you a bed? Bew. No Sir, the hangings. I / ♦ \ 4 c\ tr f \ ' a # * t Enter Long. (pi, Nay Mounjieuti I'le forbid that,we'Ie have faire 'ford! * J A lecher of your practice, and clofe carriage To be difcovered thus? 1 am a (ham'd So great a Mafter in his art (houldfaile, And ftagger in his grounds. Bew. Your wide, i % This woman and my felfe are man and wife have been fo this halfe y ?. Where are you now? have I been difcovered? breake fo eafily on me Sir I am to wary to be opend by you. To yourmoft mifticke leacherie, but Sir The belly hath betray'd you all, it muft out. Bew. Good Longavile believe me on my faith, I am her husband. — — — — ^ — mm mm ■ m ww Long. On my faith I cannot unleffe 1 faw id you Bew. Why Lcngavtle when did I give that to you ream That was not truth? by all the world Ihc's mine. my wife and I give my felfe againe, here take my hand And I yours, we are once more married, Will thiscontent you? Long. Yes, I am believing, and God give you joy. Bew- My loving wire 1 will not wrong Since I am thine and only loved of thee From this houre I, vow my felfe a new man Be not jealous: for though I had a purpofe, T o have lpent an hower ortwo in folace otherwife, And was provided for it, yet my love Shall put a better temper to my blood, Come out thou woman of unholfome life, Be forry for thy finnes, and learne to mend, Nay never hide your face, you (hall be feene. „ Jaques,why Jaques, art thou that J, The very ftaffe, and right hand of our Duke Speake, thou bearded Venus J a. I am he, by miracle prelerv'd to be that J, Jog this two houres Gentlemen Was but as ccarfe ivt grave: a man of wifedome, That of my conference if he had his right Should have a pretty ftate, but that s all That noble Gentleman did fave this life I keepeit for hinvtis hisowne. Lonv. Oh Bacbus! is all the world drunke?come (the Dsi And give thankes for this delivery Attus quintus. Enter Vuks> and Jaques. Vuhe. Notgon My grace and honour; and the mightynefle ~ which would have " I Through their cpurfe doublets, to their very hearts? 3 Wi th (afety of my life return© againe Unto your graces houfe, and but for one That hadfeme mercie , I had fiire been hang'd Vuhf. My houfe? ! 3' Jaques we are difpl J a. What Duty ^(yw „ So many honours, open'd all his fpringes, m r >i% > |r , * ' I ' ** A ^ And fhowerd his graces downe upon my head And has my houfe no name? no title yet? Burgundy houfe you Afle. ^a. i our graces mercy, And when I was come off, and hadrecover'd Burgundy houfe, 1 durft not yet be feene, But lay all night for feare of purfuiuants In Burgundy privie houfe. Duke. O Sir, 'tis well, E BP I The Noble Gentleman. 43 I will go downe my felfe this morning. Cjr> iW-Have 1 not faid this raornin§- ^.Bntconlider, hit nothing is prepared yet for'your journey, ur graces teames not here to draw your cloathes; nd rfot a carrier yet in town to fend by. vuh-1 fayc,nce wore go puc oll'ra. wife man.yoYde havems linger time, ill I have wome thefe cloathes Out: will ye go? ,ake ye ready wits. 7 Dutches-1 am fo,mighty Duke. Duke- Nay for the Countrey. Dutch. How? for the Countrey? (very Ditl-e- Yes 1 am refiolvM to fee my Tenants inthisbra- ake thema fumptuous featr, with a flight (hew, f Dives] and Lazi rus, and a fquib or two, nd fo returne. Dutches. Why Sir? you are not mad? (lpeake. Du'ideny this if you can. vV^y h js true. > Date j > I nd was not that monftrous bafe? (monftrous Duke. Be advis'd wife .a beares a princly beaft. Dutch. A beared Duke. Yes wife, and one fide venfon. ^ - Dutch. Your more then one iide toofe, I m fureof that Duk^e. But iince you have vext me wife, know you (hall NoryouffiaU never have penny from me. ^ ^ (go Dutch. Nay I havedone, and though I know twill be Exit Duke. Your overthrow.. Tie not forlake you now Duke. Be ready then. Dutch. I will. ! Enter Bewf. Long. Serua. Maria. Long. What are you married Eewfordl (can make us. Bew. I as faftas words, and hearts, and hands 8c Prie.lt Dutch.O Gentlemen, we are undone. Long. For what? Dutch. This Gentleman the Lord of Jornemy husband, Will be gon downe to (hew his play fellowes, Where he is gay. Bew. What, downe into the Countrey? Dutch. Yes faith, was ever foole but he fo crofle? I would fainebe gracious to him, As he could wiffi me, but he will not let me; Speakefaithfully,will he deferve my mercy? Long. According to his merits he ffiould we?.re, A guarded coate, and a great wooden dagger. Dutch. If there beany woman that doth khowe, Theduties'twixc a husband and his wife, Will (peake but one word for him he fhall fcape; Is not that reafbnable/but therms none, Be ready therefore, to purfue the plot We had again ft a pinch, for he muftftay. Long. VVaite you here for him whilft I go And make the King acquainted with your (port, For feare he be incens'd for our attempting* Places of fo great honour. ' Exit Long. Dutch. Go,be fpeedy. Enter Dukey Cozen> Wife, Jaques^Man. Duke. Come let me fee how all things are difpofed of. Ja. One Cart will ferve far all your furniture. With roome enough behrtfdfe to eafethe footman A capcafe for your linneil, and your plate, With a ftrangelocke that opens with Amen; For my young Lord becaufe of eafie .portage, A quiver of your graces linde with Cunney, Made to be hang u about the Nurfes neck. Thus with a fearfe or towelL Duke- Very good. J a. Nay, 'tis well, but had you ftaid another weeke, 1 would have had you, furniffit in fuch pomp, As never Duke of Burgundy was furniffit, You (hould have had a fumpter though't had coft me The laying 011 rwy felfe: where now you are faine, To hire a rippers mare, and buy new doflers, But 1 have gotthem painted with your armes, With afairedarnex Carpet of my owne Laid crofle for the more ftate. Dukf. Jaques I thankeyou .-your Carpet fhall be bruffit And fent you home; what, are you ready wife/ ,Dutch. An houre agoe Duke. I cannot chufebut klflc thy royall lips, Deare Dutches mine,thou art fo good a woman. Bew. Yould fay fo if you knew all, goodman Duckling. Coz. This was the happieft fortune could befall mc Now in his abfence will I follow clofe Mine owne preferment, and I hope ere long, To make my meaneand humble name fo ftrong, As my great Couzens,when the world (hall know, I bearetoo hot a fpirit Co Rv» Iow Ffa „ The i ! k 44 The Noble Gentleman. 1 he next Spring wil I down my wife and houfhold Me have My Ufhers, and my foil re Lacquies, Six /pare croches too; but mum3 no What 1 intend to do, Fie keep in ftore> Duke. Mountye, mountye, Iaques ybe our querry. Groom. To horfe there Gentlemen, and tall in couples. Be warned all ye Peers, and by my fall, Hereafter learn to let your wives rule all. Ser. Monfieur Marine, pray let me speak with you. Sir I muft wave you to conceale this party. It Hands upon my utter overthrow j Seem not difcontented, nor do not ftir a foote, Duke. Come honoured Duchefle. Enter Longavile. I For if you do, you and your hope Long- Stand thou proud man. Duke. ThievcSylaqueS} raife the people. Long. No, raife no people, 'tis the Kings command, Which bids thee once more Hand thou haughty man, Thou art a monfter, for thou art ungrateful!, And like a fellow of a rebell nature. Haft flung from his embraces: and for His honours given thee, haft not returnd So much as thanks, and to oppo/e his will, Refolv'd to leave the Court, and fet the Realm A fire, in diicontent, and open a&ion : Therefore he bids thee ftand thou proud man, Whilft with the whisking of my fword about I take thy honours off: this firft fad whiske Takes off thy Du ke-dome, thou art but an Earl. You are miftakenzLongavile. Long. O would I were, this (econd whiske divides Thy Earldome from thee, thou art yet a Baron. DNo more whisks ifyou love me Longavile. Long. Two whisks are pair, and two are yet behind, Yet all muft come, but not to linger tiftie. With thefe two whisks I end, now Mount Marine, For thou art now no more, fo fays the King, And I have done his Highnefle will with griefe. Duke. Difgraced from my honours? Lon. 'Tis too certaine. Duke. 1 am no Traitor Hire that I know of; Speak Iaques ? haft thou ever heard me utter word Tending to treafon, or to bring in the enemy ? Ia. Alas fir I know nothing. Why (hould your Worfhip bring me in to hang me? God's my judge Gentlemen I never medled But with the brufhing of his qbpaths, or fetching In water in a morning for his hands. Couf. Are the/e the honours of this place ? Antony Help me to take her gowne off quickly Or Fie fo fwingeye for't Wife. Why husband?Sir? Couf Pic not loofe a penny by this towne. (lodging, Long. Why what do you meane fir, have her to her And there undrefle her, I will waite upon her. Couf Indeed you (hall not, your moneth is out I take i Get you out before me wife: Couzen farewell, I told you long agoe, That pride begins with pleafure, ends with woe. Exit with9s Wife. Bew. Goe thy way (entences, 'twill be thy fortune, To live and dye a Cuckold and Church-warden. Ducb. O my poor husband! what a heavy fortune Is fallen upon him? Bew. Me thinks 'tis ftrange, That heaven, fore-warning great menof their falls, W ith fuch plaine tokens, they (hould not avoid them ? For the laft night betwixt eleven and twelve, Two great and hideous blazing itars were feen To fight a long houre by the clocke, the one Dreft like a Duke, the other like a King, Till at the laft the crowned ftar ore-came. er. Why do ye ftand (o dead, Monjieur Marine? Duke. So Cgfar fell when in the CapitoII They gave his body two and thirty wounds. I fweare you are a loft man if you ftir. And have an eye to Bew ford, heT tempt you. Bew. Come, come, for (hame goe downe; Were I Marine^ by heaven 1 would goe down ; And being there, I would rattle him fuch an anfwer Should make him fmoake. Bew ford peace • i Leave thefe rebellious Words, Or by the honours which I once enjoyed, And yet may (weare by, Fie tell the King of your proceedings ; I am fatisfied. . I Wife. You talkt of going down when 'twa9 not But now let's fee your fpirit, A thoufand and a thoufand will expeft it. Duke. Why wife, are you mad ? (ftrenjj Wife. No nor drunk,but 1'de have you know youro; Dukg. You talk like a moft foolifh woman wife j I tell you I will (lay, yet I have a T; I Cratchet troubles me. , f | Long. More cracchets yet? D/d[e. Follow me Jaq. I muft have thy counfeU, I will returne againe, ftay you there Wife. * (ftool Long. I fear this lofle of honour will give him forae^ Wife. No,no, he is refolv'd, he will not ' Stir a foote Pie lay my life. V Bew. I but hee's discontented, how (hall we refolve And make him ftay with comfort? Wife. Faith Bewford we muft even let nature work, For hee's the fweeteft temper'd man for that As one can wi(h, for let men but goeaboutto fooleti And hee'l have his. finger as deep in't as- the beft; But fee where he comes frowning, blefie us all! .Enter Duke. Dul{e. Off with your hats, for here doth come The high and mighty Duke of Burgundy. What ever you may think, I have t __ And thought, and thought upon't, and I finde it plainj The King cannot take backe what he has given, Unlefle I forfeit it by courle of Law. Not all the water in the river Sene, Can wafh the blood out of thefe Princely veines. Wife. Godamercy husband, thou art the beft To worke out a thing at a pinch, in France. Duk^e. I will afeend my ftate againe, Duchefle take your place, And let our Champion enter. Long. Has he his Champion? that's excellent. Duke. And let loud mufick found before his entrant Sound Trumpet. * ' Enter Iaques in armour, one carrying a Scucbion befit him , and a two-banded [word. Wife. How well our Champion doth demean hinw As if he had been made for fuch an aftion ? Me thin ks his fturdy trunchion he doth wield, Like Mars approaching to a blocdy field. Duke. I think ther's no man fo defperate To dare encounter with our Champion, But truft me,Iaquesyx\xo\i haft p-Ieas'd us well; Once more our warlike mufick,then proceed. En: Si Shat. What wondrous age is this?what clofe proceedii Tbe Noble Gentleman. 45 I heare the clang of Trumpets in this honfe, To what intent do not our States-men fearch ? 0 no, they look not into limple truth; For I'am true, and they regard not me, A man in armour too: God fave the King The world will end, theres nought but treachery. la. 1 J a- fervant to the high & mighty Godfrey Duke of Burgundy, do come hither to prove by natural ftrength and activity of my body, without the help of forcery, inchant ment, or negromancy, that the laid Godfrey late of Mount Marine, & now of Burgundy,hath perfect right therto,not- withftanding the Kings command to the contrary, & no other perfon whatfoever: 8c in token that I wilbe ready to make good the famed throw down my gage,wch is my ho¬ nour,pronounced the ij.ofFeb. ftilo novo,Godfave tbe D. Slut. Of all the plots the King hath laid for me This was the fhrewdeh, 'tis my life they feeke, And they Ihall have it: if 1 (hould refufe To accept the challenge in the Kings behalfe, They have fome caule to take away my life, And if I do accept it, who can tell, But I may fall by doubtfull chance of war ? Twas Ihrewd, but 1 muft take the Ieaft of evills, 1 take thy gauntlet up thou treacherous man, That Hands in armed coate again ft the King, Whom God preferve, and with my fingle lword Will juftifie whatever he commands; Tie watch him for catching of my words. Duke. Jaques goe on, defend our Princely title. Shut. Why Ihrinklr thou backe? thou halt an evill caule; Come forward man, I have a rocke about me, I fight for my true Liege. Vu. Goe forward Jaques• Jr. I dobeefeech your Grace to pardon me, I will not fight with him, with anyelle He Ihew my refolution fpeedily. Shut. Come do thy worft, for the King (hall lee All is not true that is reported of me. J a. I may not fight with him by law of armes. ~Du. What ? fhall my title fall ? wilt thou not fight ? Ja. Never with him chat once hath fav'd my life. Shit. Dar'ft thou not fight ? behold then I doe goe Strong with the zeale I beare my Soveraign, And feize upon that haughty man himlelfe. e'eendthe fteps that (thou haftthus ufurpt Againft the King and State) downe to the ground, And if thou doe utter but a lyliable 0 erode the Kings intent, thou art but dead ; here, lye upon the earth and pine and dye. 'll' ever any man wade through fuch ftormes, ° lave his Ufe, aspoore Sbattillion? jfJ' . are this challenge hath Ipoil'd all. ; Ne're feare it, hee'l work it out againe]fervant. 'n'lT s',att^'ons Love,poor Lady, comes. En: Love. Jaques. (he's gone, J"- Lye Itill l]r if yOU Ioveyour life, I'le whiftle when *,.?• Gentlemen, I charge you by the love uc you beare to women , take lome pitty njthis diftreffed man, help to reftore 1 pi etious jewell to him he hath loft. v m W^at ever Power doth lye in us t 0rPrayer, or danger,we are yours, 0n- -1 ran§e conceite hath wrought this malady, muft bring him to himfelfe, nrl »f va^to his vill wrought this ? 0 U ^°U cou'd hut draw his wilder thoughts 1 °T?e) 'le Wou'd lure recover fenfe. £• hat charge l ie undertake. Vuke. Looke Jaques, look, for Gods fake let me rile, This greatnefle is a Jade, I cannot lit it. .Ja. Hisfwordisup, andyethewatchethyou. - Vu. lie down again, pray for thy Mailer, Jaques. (true, Shat. Now the King may fee all thefuggeftioiis are not He hath received againll my loyalty $ When all men elfe refufe, I light his battails, And thrufl my body into dangers mouth ; I am become his Champion, and this lword Has taught his enemies to know themfelves; O that he would no more be jealous of me! Long. Mbnfteur Sbattillion, the King alligns you, That for this valiant loyall aft of yours, He hath forgot all jealoulies and feares, And never more will tempt you into danger. Sbat. But how (hall I believe this? what new token Of reconcilement will he (hew me? Let him releafe my poor love from her torment, From her hard fare and drift imprisonment. Long. He hath done this to win your after-love. And fee your Lady lent you from the King By thefe two Gentlemen : be thankfull for her. Sbat. She lives, the lives, I know her by the power Shoots from her eyes. Love. Rife deare Sbattillion. Sbat. I Know my duty, Next unto my King, I am to kneele to you. , Love. Tie have you rife, fetch me a chair, fit down Sbat. Sbat. I am commanded, and faith tell me Miftris, What ufage have you h ad ? pray be plaine? Love. O my moft lov'd sbattillion, paine enough. But now I am free, thanks to my God and King. Long. His eyes grow very heavy, not a wordj That his weak fenfes may come fweetly home. Sbat. The King is honourable. Vuke. When do you whiftle Jaques ? J a. By and by. ' Long. Come hither Monfieur* £arift thou laugh a little ? Ser. Yes Sir. Long. So thou (halt then. Bewford how doft thou ? Ben?. Why well. Long, I'me glad on't, and how does thy wife > Ben?. Why you may fee her Sir, the (lands behind you. Lon. By the mafs (he's there indeed,but wher's her belly? .Ben?. Belly? Lon. Her great belly man : what haft thou fent thee? Ser. A boy Lie lay my life, it tumbled Co. Bew. Catchtby this light. Long. I'le be a goflip Bewft rd. Ser. And I. <. Long. I have an odd Apoftle fpoone* Ben?. S' foote catcht. Vucb. Why what's the matter Gentlemen ? Long. He's married to your woman. Vucb. And I not know it? Ser. 'Twas a veniall lin, • Ben?. Gall, gall, gall. Vucb. Forgive her Monfieur Bewford, 'twas her love. Ben?. You may rife if you pleafe, I muff endure it. Long. See how my great Lord lyes upon the ground And dare not ftir yet? Jaqueiywhittles? Vuke. Jaques, Jaq. is the Kings Champion gone yet, J a. No, but hee's afleep. Vuke- Is he alleep art fure ? la. I am fure he is, 1 heare him fnore. Vuke. Then by your favours Gentlemen I rife, And know I am a Duke dill. F f 3 la. And Du. May not my countrey Couzen ? Ser By no meanes lie, if you love your life and ftate. Du. Well then, know all I am no Duke. Ser. No He fweareit. Long. See he wakes. Sbat. Where am I, or where have I been all this whi!e> Sleep hath not fate fo found upon mine eyes But I remember well that face; 0 thou too cruell, leave at length to fcorne Him that but looking on thy beauty dyes. Either receive me, or put out my eyes. Love. Deareft sbattillion lee upon my knees, 1 offer up my love, forget my wrongs. sbat. Art thou mine own? Love. By heaven I am. sbat. Then all the world is mine. Love. 1 have ftranger things to tel thee, my deareftlovt, sbat. Tell nothing but that thou art mine own : I do not care to know where I have been, Or how I have liv'd, or any thing, Butthatthouarcmy own, (W8) Bew- Well wife, though'twere a trick that made us Wee1! make opr lelves merry foone in bed. Du. Know all 1 am no Duke, Wife. What fayei L>«. Jaques} J a. Sir. Z?«.IamaDuke. Both. Are yee ? D^ke- Yes faith, yes faith. But itmuft only run araongft our felves, And Jaques thou (halt be my Secretary ftill. Wife. Kinde Gentlemen, leade in sbattillkn. For he muft needs, be weak and ticfcly yet. Now all my labours have a perfeft end as I could wifh, Let all young fprightly wivesthat have I Dull foolifh Coxcombs to their husbands, j Learn by me their duties, what to doe, 1 Which is to make 'em fooles, and pleafe 'em too. Jaq. And 1 am his Champion. Ducb. Hold thee there,and all France cannot mend thee. Du. I am a Prince as great within my thoughts As when the whole date did adorn my perfon; What tryall can be made to try a Prince ? 1 will oppofe this noble corps of mine To any danger that may end the doubt. Ducb. Great Duke and husband there is but oneway T o fatisfie the world of our true right, And it is dangerous. Duke- What may it be ? Were it to bring the great Turke bound inchaines Through France in triumph : or to couple up The Sophie, and great Preder lobn together, I would attempt it Duchefle, tell thecourfe. Ducb. There is a ftrong opinion through the world, And no doubt grounded on experience That Lyons will not touch a lawfull Prince, If you be confident then ofyour right, Amongft the Lions beare your naked body, And if you come off cleare and never winch, The world will fay you are a perfeft Prince. Du-1 thank you Duchefle for your kinde advice, But now we do not affcft thofe ravenous beafls. Long. A Lyon is a bead to try a King; But for the triall of fuch a ftate like this Pliny reports a maftive dog will ferve. Du. We will not deale with dogs at all: but men. Ser. You {hall not need to deale with them at all, Hark you Sir, the King doth know you are a Duke: Duke. No, does he ? (tipn Ser. Yes, and is content yon fhall be, but with this can That none know it but your felfe : For if ye do, he'l take it away by afl: of Parliament. Du- Here's my hand, and whilft I live or breath, No living wight fhall know I am a Duke. Ser. Marke me direftly Sir, your wife may know it. ( Du. May not Jaques ? Ser. Yes, he may. Wit is become an antickg : and puts on As many fbapes of variation} Do court the times applaufe3 as the times dare3 Change fever allfafbions, notbingis thought ra Which is not new and follow''d3yet wekjtow3 Dhat what was wornefome twentyyeare agoe3 Comes into grace againe3 and wepurfue That cuflome, by prejenting to your view A play infaffion tben3 not doubting now But 'twill appeare the fame3 if you allow ename THe Monuments ofvertue and defert, Appeare more goodly when the gloffe Is eaten off by time3 then when atfirft They were fet up3 not cenfur'd at the worfl W? have done our befl for your contents to With newpaines thisoldmonument of wit Enter Fredrick, and Servant* $er- What (hail I tell your Siller ? Fra/.Tell her this. Till (he be better converfationd And leave her walking by her felfe, and whyning To her old melancholly Lute, Lie keepe As far from her as the Gallowes. Exit Servant. Ang. W ho's that Fredrick^ 1 Fred. Yes marry is't. 0 Angelo how do'ft thou? Ang- Save you Sir, how does my Miftris ? Fred. She is in love I thinke, but not with you. I can allure you, faw ye Fabritio ? Ang. 1 s he come over ? Fred Yes a weeke agoe: Shall we dyne?. Ang-. I cannot; Fred. Pre'thee doe. Ang- Beleeve me I have bufinefle. Fred. Have you too, gentlemen? | F/yi.Nofir. Fred. Why then let's dyne together: Lod. With all my heart. Fred. Goe then : Farewell good Angela* Commend me to your friend. Ang* I will. Exeunt. Seem Secunda. * ^ V 0 0^^ V I 7 dr \ EtfJer Franck and Clora. Cloo Doe not diflemble Franc, mine eyes are quicker Then fuch obfervers,that do ground their faith ^ W " 4 ' r ' Upon one fniile or teare ; y'ar much alterd* v And are as empty of thole Excellencies That were companions to you ; I meane mirth And free difpofure ofyour blood and Spirit* As you were borne a mourner.. Fran. How 1 pre'thee? f < For I perceive no fuch change in my felfe. Clora. Come, come, this is not wife, nor provident To ha! t before a Cripple: If you love Be Iiberal 1 to your friend, and let her know it* I fee the way you run, and know how tedious 'Twill prove without a true companion. Fran. Sure thou wouldft have me love. Clor. Yes marry would I f Jhoaldnot pleafeye elfe. Fran. And who for gods fake ? For I afiure my felfe, 1 know not yet: And pre'thee Clora, fince thoult have It Io That I mud love, and doe I know not what: Let him behold a pretty handfome fellow* And young, and if he be a little valiant Twill be the better; and a little wife And faith a little honeft. . . Clo- Well I will found ye yet for all your craft. Fra. Heigh ho ! Tie love no more. Clor. Then one ; and him You (hall 1 ove Frawc^. Fran• Which him ? thou art fo wife , . People will take thee fhortly for a witch : B it pre thee tell me Clora^ I were So ma 1 as thou wouldftmake me* what kind of man Wouldftthou imagine him. Clo- Faith feme pretty fellow? Fra- With a cleane ftrength, that cracks a cudgell Well And dances at a wake, and plaies at nine holes. 0 God what pretty commendations thou haft given hi-. Faith if were in love, as 1 thanke God 1 doe not thinke I am; this fhort Epiftlc Before my love would make me burne the legend. Clor- You are too wilde, 1 meane fome gentleman. Fra. So doe not I, till I canknow'em wifer : Some Gentleman, no Clora, till fome Gentleman Keepe fome land, and fewer whores beleeve me lie keepe 110 love for him, 1 doe not long To goe a foot yet, and folicite caufes. V Clor. What thinke you then of an adventurer ? I meane fome wealthy Merchant. Fra- Let him venture In fome decaid Crare of his owne: he fhall not I Rig me cut, that's the fhort on't ; out upon't : What young thing of my yeares would endure To have her husband in another Country Within a moneth after (he is married Chopping for rotten Rayfons, and lye pining At home under the mercy of his fore-man ? no, Though they be wealthy, and indifferent wife |- I doe not fee that I am bound to love'em. I Clor. I fee ya're hard to pleafe; yet I will pleafe ye. Fran. Faith not fo hard neither, ifconfidered; What woman may deferve as? lhe is worthy: But why do we beftow our ttme fo idely? Preethee let us entertaine fome other talke* This is as fickly to me as faint weather. Clor. Now 1 believe I fhall content you Francty, What thinke you of a Courtier? Fra. Faith fo ill* . • That if 1 (hould be full, and fpeake but truth* 'Twold (hew as if I wanted charity, Prethee good wench let me not raile upon 'em, Yet I have an excellent ftomach, and muft do it; I have no mercie of thefe infidels; Since I am put in minde on't, good bearewith me, Can no man fit you? I will finde him out. Fra. This fomer fruite, that you call Courtier, While you continue cold and frofty to him Hangs faft* and may be found: but when youfling Too full a heate ofyour affefldions Upon his roote and make him rlprtoo foon< Youl' finde him rotten 'ith the.handling; , •»; His oathes and affeftions are all one With his apparrell, things to fet him oflft He has as many Miftrifles, as Faithes* And all appocripha; his true beliefe Is onely in a private Surgeon, And for my fingle felfe, I'de (boner venture- A new converfion of the Jndies, Then to make Courtiers, able men or ho] Clo. I do believe you love no Courtier, And by my troth to ghefTeyou into love With any I can thinke of; is beyond Either your will* or my imagination And yet I am fure y'ar caught :andl will know hi Ther's none left now worthy the thinking oft Unles it be a Souldier, and I am fure, I would ever blefle my felfe from fuch a fellow. Fra. Why preethee? • Clo. Out upon 'em firelockes, They are nothing 'ith world, but Buff and Scarlet, Tough unhewne peeces, to hack fwords upon* I had as Iiev.be courted by aCannon* As one of thofe, r : ; iii Upo art I I 1 Ch- The Captaintj. 5° yes quieter upon an old mans head Then a cold fit aTh palfey. Fa. o g°°d God! To what an impudence thou wretched woman, Haft thou begot thy felfe againe ! well, jultice Will punith difobedience. Lei You miftake Sir; Twill punifh beggers, fye for fhame go worke Or ferve, you are grave enough to be a Porter In fotne g ood man ofworfhips houfe, and give Sententious anfwers to the cummers in, A pretty place; or be of fome good Confort, You had a pleafant touch 'ath Cithron once, If idelneffe have not bereft you of it: Be any thing but old, and beggarly, Two finnes that ever do out grow compaffion* If I might fee you offer at a courfe That were a likely one, and fficw'd fome proffit, I would not fuck for ten groates, or a noble. Frt.DSd I beget this woman ? Lei Nay, I know not: And 'till 1 know, I will not thanke you for't* How ever, lie that got me had the pleafure, And that me thinfces, is a rewardfufficient. Fa. I am fo ftrangly ftroken with amazement, I know not where 1 am, nor what I am. (bring ye Lei. You had beft take frefh aire fome where elfe, twill Out of your trance the fooner. Fa. Is all this As you meane Lelia? Lei. Yes believe me is it, For yet 1 cannot thinke you are fo foolifh, As to imagine you are young enough To be my heire, or I fa old to make ANurfeat thefe yeares for you, and attend While you fup up my State in penny pots Of Malm fey: when I am excellent at Cawdles, And Cullices. and have enough fparegold To boyle away, you fhall be welcome to me* "Till when I'de have you be as merry Sir As you can make your felfe with that you have, And leave to trouble me with thefe relations* f)f what you have beene to me, or you are, For as I heare them, fo 1 loofe them; this For ought I know yet, is me refolution. Fa. Well God be with thee, for I feare thy end Will be a ftrange example. Exit Father. Lei. Fare ye well Sir; Now would fome poore tender harted foolehave wept, Relented, and have been -undone: fuch children I thanke my underftanding I hate truely, For by my troth I had rather fee their teares* Then feele their pitties : my defires and ends Are all the kindred that I have, and friends. Enter Woman> Is he departed? Worn. Yes, but heer's another. Lei. Not of his tribe I hop£; bring me no more I would wifh you fuch as he is. If thou feeft They looke like men of worth, and ftate, and carry Ballaft of both fides like tall Gentlemen Admit 'em, but no fnakes to poyfon us With poverty; wench you muft learne a wife rule, Looke not upon the youthes of men, and making, How they difcend in blood, nor let their tongues Though they ftrikefodainly, and fweet as mufique Corrupt thy fancy: fee, and fay them faire too, But ever keep thy felfe without their diftance: Unleflethe love thou fwallows be a pill, Gilded to hide the bitternefie it brings, Then fall on without feare wench, yet fo wifely That one encounter cloy him not; nor promife His love hath made thee more his, then his moneyes; Learne this and thrive, Then let thine honour ever, (For that's thelaft rule) be fo ftood upon, That men may fairely fee 'Tis want of meanes, not vertue makes thee fall; And if yoii weepe 'twill be a great deale better, Anddraw on more compaflion, which includes A greater tenderneffe of love and bounty; | This is enough at once, digeft it well: Go let him in wench, if he promife proffit, Not elfe. Enter lulio. 0 you are welcome my faire fervant, Upon my troth 1 have been longing for ye. Worn. This, by her rale ffiouldbe a liberall man, 1 fee the beft on's may learne every day. Lei Ther's none come with you. Iul No. * Lei. You do the wifer, For fome that have been here(! name no man) Out of their malice, more then truth, have done me Some few ill offices. Iul. How, fweete? Lei Nay nothing, > . ^ Onely havetalk't a little wildely of me* As their unruly youth directed 'em : Which though they bite me not, I would have witti'J Had light upon fome other that deferv'd 'em. Iul Though fhe deferve this of the loofeft tongue, (Which makes my finite the more) I muft not fecit; Such is my mifery: I would I knew him. Lei No, no, let him go, He is not worth your anger: I muft chide you For being fuch a ftranger to your Miftris, Why would you be fo, Servant ? Iul. I ffiould chide, If chiding would worke any thing upon you: For being fuch a ftranger to your Servant, I nicane to his defires: when my deare Mifiris^ Shall 1 be made a happy man? Lei Fy Servant What do you meane, unhand me, or by heav'n, I fhall be very angry, this is rudeneffe. j Iul 'Twas but a kifleor two, that thus offends f Lei 5Twas more I thinke thenyou have warrant fo Iul. 1 am forry 1 deferv'd no more. Lei You may, But not this rough way Servant: we are tender, And ought in all to be refpefted fo* If I had been your horfe, or whore, you might Back me with this intemperance; I thought You had lov'd as worthy men, whofe faire affc&W Seeke pleafures warranted, not puld by violence, Do fo no more. Iul I hope you are not angry? Lei I fhould be with another man, I am dire, That durft appeare but halfe thus violent. Iul I did not meane to ravifhye Lei Youcouldot. Iul You are fo willing Lei How? Iul Me thinkes this ffiadow, If you had fo much fhame as fits a woman: At leaft of your way, Miftris, long ere this Iul You know I doe not. > Lei And (hall I be lo childifti onceagaine, After my late experience of your (pight To credit you ? you doe not know how deepe fOr ifyou did, you would be kinder to me,) This bitternefle of yours have ftrooke my heart. Jul. I pray no more.. Lei. Thus you would doe I warrant. If I were married to you. Jul Married to me ? Is that your end ? Lei Yes, Is not that the beft end, And as all hold, the noblelt way ot love * Why doe you looke fo ft range Sir ? doe not you Delire it Ihould be fo ? Lei Anfwer me. Jul FarwelL Exit Julio Lell> are you there ?areall thefe teares loft then ? Am I fo overtaken by a foole In my beft daies and tricks ? my wife fellow He make you fmart ior't as 1 am a woman, And if thou beeft net timber, yet He warme thee : And is he gon ? Enter Woman. Worn.Yes. Lei. He's not fo lightly ftrooke To be recovered with a bale repentance, I (hould be ferry then : Fortune I pre'thee Give me this man but once more in my armes, And if I loofe him,women have no charmes. Exeunt omnes Secundus Scxna Enter Jacanto and Fabricio IdCo.OEigneurjWhat thinke you of this found of warrs : Fab.\S As onely of a found ; they that intend To doe are like deepe waters that run quietly Leaving no face of what they were behind em, This rumour is too common and tooloude To carry truth. Tk.Shall we never live to fee Men looke like men againe, Upon a march? This cold dull rufty peace makes us appeare Like empty Piftures, onely the faint (hadowes Of what we (hould be; , Would to God my Mother Had given but halfe her will to my begetting And made me woman, to fit ftill and ling. Or be ficke when I lift, or any thing That is too idle for a man to thinke of: Would I had been a whore 'thad been a courfe Certaine, and of my confidence of more gaine Then two commands,as I would handle it: Faith I could wifh I had been any thing Rather then what I am, a Soldier A Carriere, or a Cobler, when I knew What 'twas to weare a Sword firftj for their trades Are and jfhall be a conftant way of life. While men fend cheefes up, or weare out buskins. Fab. Thqu art a little too impatient, And mak'ft thy anger a far more vexation Then the not having warrs : I am a Soldier Which is my whole Inheritance, yet I ' G £ 2 Though aint-j Though I could wifli a breach with all the world If not difhonotirable,I am not To malitious, T o curie the faire peace of my Mother Countrey; but thou want ft money; and the lint fupply Will bury thefethoughts in thee. Jac. Pox a peace. It tills the Kingd jmefull of holydayes, Andonely teedes the wants ofwhores and pipers; And make the idle drunken Rogues, get Spinfters. 'Tis true 1 may want money, and no litle. And almoft cloathes too: of which if 1 had both In full abundance : yet again ft all peace. That brings up mifchiefe thicker then a ftiowre, 1 would fpeake louder then a Lawyer; By heaven it is the furfet of all youth, That makes the toughnefle, and the ftrength of nations Melt into women. 'Tis an eafe that broodes Thceve?,nndbaftcrds onely. Fab. This is more, j (Though it be true) then we ought to lay open, And feafons onely of an indifcretion, Believe me Captaine fuch diftempcr'd lpirits Once out of motion,though they be proofe valiant, If they appeare thus violent and fierie, Breed but their owne difgraces; and are nearer Doubt, and fufpeft in Princes, then rewardes. Jac. 'Tis wel 1 they can be neere 'em any way, But call you thole true fpirits, ill affefted That whil'ft the warres were, ferv'd like walls and ribs, Togirdleinthe Kingdome? And now falne Through a faint peace into affii&ion, 1 Speake but their miferyes?come, comc^Fabritio You may pretend what patience yepleafe. And feeme to yoake your wants like paflions; But while I know thou art a Souldier, I Andadefervcr, and no other harveft But what thy S a/ord reapes for thee to come in, You fhall be plcas'd to give me leave to tell ye, You wilh a De / ill of this muity peace: To which prayer, As one that's bound in confcience, and all That love our trade, Icry,Amen. Fab. Prethee no more, we (hall live well enough, There's w ayes enough belides the warrs to men That are not loggs, and lye ftill for the handes Of others to remove 'em. Jac. You may thrive Sir, Thou art young and handfomeyet, aud well enough To pleafe a widdow; thou canlt ling, and tell Thefe foolifh love-tales; and indite a little, I And if need be, compile, a pretty matter And dedicate it to the honourable. Which may a waken hiscompadion, To make ye Clarke a'th kitchen, and at length I Come to be married to my Ladyes woman, j After flit's crack't 'ith ring . J Fab.Tis very well Sir. frc.But whatdoft thou thinke fliall become ofme, j With all my imperfe&ions? let me dye j If I thinke I fhall ever reach above A forlorne Tap ter, or Co me frothy fellow, That llincks of ftalebcere. Fab. Captaine Jacamo, Why fbouldyou thinke fo hardly ofyour vertues? J a. What vertues? by this light I have no vertue5 But down? right buffeting : what can my face That is no better then a ragged Map now Of where 1 have marcht and traveled profit me? Unlefle it be for Ladyes to abufe, and fay ' T was fpoiPd for want of a Bongrace when I was youn- And now 'twill make a true prognoftication Of what man muft be? T ell me of a fellow That can mend nofes, and complaine, So tall a fouldier fliould want teeth to his ftomach? And how ic wais great pitty^that it was, That he that made my body, was (o bulled He could not flay to make my leggs too ? but was driven To clapapaire of cat-skins to my knees, for which I am indebted to two Schoole-boyes? this Muft follow necefiary. Fab. Ther's no fuch matter. i .lV • Ja. Then for my morals, and thole hidden pieces, That art bellowes upon me, they are fuch That when they come to light: I am fure will ftiameme. For I can neither write, nor read, nor fpeake That any man fliall hope to proffet by me, And for my Languages, they are fo many That put them altogether, they will fcarce Serve to beg fingle beere in : the plaine truth is, 1 love a Souldier, and can lead him on, And if he fight well I dare make him drunk: This is my vertue, and if this will do Lie fcramblc yet aniongft 'em..r 1 Fab. 'Tis your way ! ? 'h To be thus plcafant ftill, but feare not man For though the warrs fail, we fhall fcrew our felves Into fome courfe of life yet. r J a. Good Fabritiby * ' i H ave a quick eye upon me, for I feare j This peace will make me fomething that I love not; For by my troth though I am plaine and dudgion, I would not be an Affe: and to fell parcels, I can as foone be hang'd;preethee beftowe me j; And fpeake fome little good,though I deferve not. Enter Father. r.i\i I Fab. Come wee'l confider more: flay, this Should be another winde-fall of the warrs. I Jac. He lookesindeed like an old tater d Colours, That every winde would borrow from the Staffe; j Thefe are the hopes we have for all our hurts: I They have not caft his tongue too. Father. They that fay Hope never leaves a wretched man that feekesher, I thinke are either patient fooles, or lyers, I am fure I finde it fo, for I am mafter'd, With fuch amifery and griefe together That that ftay'd Anchor men lay hold upon In all their needs, is to me lead that bowes, Or breakes, with every ttrong fea of my forrowes. 1 could nowqueftion heaven,(were it well I To looke into their ju(tice)why thofefaultes, Thofe heavy finnes, other provoke 'em with Should be rewarded on the heads of us, That hold the leaft alliance to their vices? But this would be too curious; for I fee Our fufrering,notdilputing,istheend, Reveal'd to us of all thefe miferyes. Jac. Twenty fuch holy Hermits in a Campe, Would make 'em all CartbufiansD ITe be hang'd If hee know what a*whore is; or a health, Or have a nature liable to learne, Or fo much honeft nurture to be drunke. I do not thinke he has the fpleene to fweare A greater oath then Sempfters utter Sockes with, I S'purhim a queftion. Fatb. I lee they are foulcfiers ? 'iuo And if we may judge by affe&ions Brave and defer ving men : how they are ftird But with a meer relation of what may be? ; Since I have wonne belief and am not k n'own, Forgive me honour, flemakelife of thee. Fab. Sir would I were a rn&ti^or great) or able To looke with liberal! eyes upon your vertue. Jac. Let's give him all we have, and leave off prating : Here SouJdier5 there's even five months pay; be merry. And get thee handfome cloths. - Fab. \Vhat meane you Jacatno ? iiji nit Jac. Yeareatoole. • • 1 c The very 1 lory's worth a hundrttfpound. ' - Give him more money. : Fatb:-Gefiriemen, 1 know hot ' 1 • 1 How I am able to deferve thisfeleffing. ' . ■ u -: . But If I livetofeetairedayesagaine, r ' • Something i'fe doe in hemotrf 6f your goodnefle, That (hall (hew thankfulneile, if not deiert. Fab. Ir you pleafe Sir, till we procure ye place, - Toeate'wiflVH&, or weare inch hone»t garments ' As our poor meanes can reach to, you (hall be A welcome man; to fay more, were to fecde ye Only with words ; we horvont what y ave been, « For we are fonldkrs, though not neere the worth Youfpake of lately. ' - - Fatb. I d<*> gheile ye fo. And knew, unlefle he were a /ouldier. He could not find the way to know my wants. J a. But me thinks all this while y are too temperate'; Do you not tell men fometimes ok their dulnefie When yon ar^grip t, as now you are with need ? 1 do) and let them know tftofe Vukes they weare The Warre weaves for 'em: and the bread they eate We foW) and reape again to feed their hunger: I tell them boldly, they are mafiers of Nothing but what we light for; their faire women Lye playibg iri their armes, whilit we like Lares Defend theirplcaihres: I am angry too. And often raile at thefe forgetful! great men That fuffer us to fue for what we ought To have flung on us, ere we aske. Fatb. I have : - Too often told my griefes that way, when all I reapt, was rudenelte of behaviour; In their opinions men of Warre that thrive, Muft thank'em when they raile: and wait to live. Fab. Come Sir, I fee your wants need more relieving, Then lookingwhat they are: pray goe with us. Fatb. I thanke you Gentlemen: linceyou arepleas'd To do a benefit, I dare not erode it. And what my lervice or endeavours may Stand you in need, you (hall command, not pvzy.(Exeunt J a. So you dial! usTle to the Taylors with you bodily Scsena Secunda. E)ityet Frederichf) Lodovico) andPifo. Lod. Well, if this be true; He believe a Woman When I have nothing elie to do.. Fifo. 'Tis certaine; if there be a way of truth, In blulhes, (miles, and commendations ; Forby this light, 1 have heard her praife yon fellow In fuch a pitch, as if ttfad llfidied To croude the worths of all men into him, i And I imagine thefe are feldome us'd [ Without their fpeciall ends, andby a maide Of her defires and youth. Fred. It may be fo.J ! 1 So juft an execution from his hands You have beli'd thus, I would Twaddle ye. Till I could draw off both your skins like fcaberds. That man that you wrong'd thus, though to me He be a ftran ;er, yet I know, fo worthy, , However low in fortune, that his worft parts, The very wearing of his cloths, would make Two better Gentlemen then you dare be, For there is vertue in his outward things, Lod. Belike you love him then. Fred. Yes marry do I. „ Lod. And will be angry for him. Fred. Ifyoutalke Or pull your face into a Rich againe, As I love truth I {hall be very angry. Do not I know thee, though thou haft fome land To fet thee out thus among Gentlemen, To be a prating and vain-glorious afle ? I do not wrong thee now, for I fpeake truth.. Doe not I know thou halt been a cudgel'd coward, That has no cure for ftame but cloath of filver ? And thinkft the wearing of a gawdy fuite Hides all difgraces? Lod. I underftand you not, you hurt not me Your anger fiies fowidje. f - ■ ' r; , I P//i.SigneurFrederick, ] - g You much miftake this Gentleman* Fred. No Sir. Pifo. If you would ple^fe to be Iefle angry, I would tell you how. : • riw I bluow i!2.4 Lod. OCaptaine jack-boy, .ail uiwe, < That is the Gentleman. ' • -wig sW Fred. 1 thinke he be r "if < i • A Gentleman at worft. - - - j. u(\ Lod. So think 1 too, , >• - nx/n ii l Wouldhe would mend Sir. •; v ; ; _ Fred. And a tall one too.,;:.t , ? Lod. Yes of his teeth 3 for of my faith I thinke - They are (harper then his fword, and dare do more If the Beuffe meet him tairely. t v Fred. Very well. , -i ) oj ' Pifo. Now do 1 wonder what (he meanes to dqe; When (heJias married him. • 11; ■: Lod. Why well enough, • " f Traile his pike under him, and be a Gentlewoman Of the brave Captai ties company . Fred. Doe you heare me? . t :l- < ! This woman is my fitter,Gentlemen. Lod. I am glad ( he is none, of mine; but Fredericke> Thou art not fuch afoolefure to be angry Unleffe it be with her3 We are thy friends man. Fred. I thinke ye are. . . Lod. Yes faith, and do but tell thee i r How ttiee will utterly orethrow her credit,> •» n.. Iffhecontinuegracingofthigpot-gun. 1 . Pifo. I thinke (he was bewitcht, or mad, or blinde, She would never have taken fuch a (car-crow elfe Into protection : of my life he lookes Of a more rutty fwarth complexion • Then an old arming doublet. Lod. I would find : . T. His face to the Cutlers then, and have it (anguin'd, 'Twill Iooke a great deals fweeter \ then his nofe I would have ftiorter, and niy reafon is, His face will be ill mounted elfe. 4* f * | 0 A - A Pifo. For his body, I will not be my own Judge, leaft 1 feeme r A railer, but let others look upon't, And if they finde it any other thing Then a trunke- feller, to fend wines downe in, Or a long walking-bottle. Tie be hang'dfor't: His hide, (for fure he is a beatt) is ranker Then the Mufcovy leather: and grain'd like it. And by all likeli-hoods he was begotten Between a ftubborn paire of winter boots. His body goes with ftraps, he is fo churliih. Lod. Hee's poor and beggerly befides all this: An J of a nature farre uncapable Of any benefit: for his manners cannot Shew him a way to thanke a man that does one. He's fo uncivil! : you may do a part Worthy a brother, to periwade your fitter From her undoing: if (he prove fo foolilh To marry this eaft Captaine, looke to finde her Within a month, where you, or any good man • Would blufh td khoW her: felling cheefe and prunes. And retayl'd bottle ale : 1 grieve to think Becaufe I lov'd her, what a march this Captaine Will fe t her into. Fred. You are both,beleeve me, Two arrant Knaves 3 and were it not for taking Tbe Captaine. 55 .faantempcrateiUtithefoSic ..rfoeafce the word5 plaine j and you «»•*. ha?Sridii>c»uy,?P your replication. ou (hall be he (hall fpeake it. Lol This is pretty, Frfj Let me not Hay upon t. Loj. Well we are rafcalls, -sPilo, we are rafcals. Exit Led. and Pifo. FrtJ-Get ye gone now, not a word more, y are rafcals. Enter Eabritio. Fab. That fhould be Frecle r kke. f. 'Tis he: F redemise ? Fred. Who's that ? fuc. A friend Sir. Fred. It is fo,by the voyce I have fought you Gentlemen,and fere 1 have round you, o neare our houfe, 1'le force ye Hay a while, J pray let it be fo. Fab. It is too late, Vee'l come and dine to morrow with your filler, nddo our ferviees. J at. Who were thole with you ? Fred. We met two came from hence: Two idle fellows, That you lhall beate hereafter, and I'le tell ye Some titter time a caufe fufficient for it. Fdr. But Frederickf, tell me truly; do you thinke Sheecan atreft my friend? Fred- No certainer Then when 1 fpeake of him, or any other, die entcrtaines it with as much delire s others do their recreations. Fabr. Let not him have this light by any meanes 5 He will but thinke he's mockt, and fogrow angry, Even to a quarrell: he's lo much diftruilfull Of all that take occafion to commend him Women efpecially: for which he (huns All converfation with 'em, and beleeves He can be buta mirth to all their Sex. Whence is this mufique ? Fred. From my fillers chamber. Fab. The touch is excellent' let's be attentive. Joe. Harke, are the waights abroad ? t E ab r. Be fofter prethee, Tisprivatemuiicke. Jac. What a dyn it makes? ' had rather hear a Jews- trump then thefe Lutes, They crye like Schoole-boyes. f abr. Prethee Jacamo. Jac. Well I heare, or lleepe, I care not whether. The SONG. Enter at the window Francke and Clera. 1, HpEtf me deareft what is Love ? 2. J. 'Tir a lightning from above, 'Tis an arrow, 'tis afire, 'Tis a hoy they call Defire. Both. 'Tis a grave, Gapes to have Tboje poore fooles that long to prove• 1. Tell me more, are women true ? 2. Tea, fime are, and fome asyo it- Some are willing, fome are ftrange, Since you men firfl taught to change. Both- And till troth Be in both. AllJball love, to love anew. 1. Tell me more yet, can they grieve ? 2. Tes, and fickenfore, but live : And be wije, and delay, When you men are as wife as tbey. Both. Then I fee Faith will be, Never till they both beleeve. Franc. Clot a, come hither; who are thefe below there? Clor. Where ? Fran. There. Clor. Ha?llhouldknowtheirfhapes Though it be darkilh; there are both our brothers, What lhould they make thus late heie? Fran. What's the tother ? Cior. What tother? Fran. He that lyes along there. Cior. O, I fee him As if he had a branch of fome great Petigree Grew out on's belly. Fra. Yes. Clor. That .hould be, If 1 have any knowledge in proportion, Fab. They tee us. Fred. Tis no matter. FA What a log Is thiSjto fleep (uch mufique out? Fred. No more let's heare 'em. Clor. Ifl have any knowledge in proportion, re his legs _ J Upon my contcience. Fra. By my taith, and neate ones. (nature, Clor- You mean the boots, 1 thinke they are neate by Fra. As thou arc knavilh, would I faw his face! Clor. 'T would Icare you in the dark. Fra. A worfe then that Has never fcar'd you Clor a to my knowledge. Clor a- 'Tis true, for I never have feen a worfe 5 Nor while I fay my prayers heartily, I hope 1 lhall not. Fran. Well, I am no telltale : But is it not great piety, tell me Clor a, That fuch a brave deferving Gentleman As every one delivers this to be, Should have no more refpeft, and worth Hung 011 him By able men ? Were I one of thefe great ones. Such vertues lhould not fleep thus. Clor a.Were he greater He would fleep more I thinke: We waken him, Frank- Away ye foole. Clor. Is he not dead already, and they two taking order About his Blacks?me thinks they are very bufie, A fine cleane coarfe he is : 1 would have him buried Even as he lyes, crofle legg'd, like one o'ch Templers (If his weft-phaly gammons will hold crofling) And on his brefl, a buckler with a pike in't, In which I would have fome, learned Cutler Compile an Epitaph, and at his feete A mufquet, with this word upon a Labell VVhich from the cocks mouth thus lhould be delivered, I have difcharg'J the office of a souldier- Frank■ V Vell, if thy Father were a Souldier Thus thou wouldll ufe him. Clora. Such a Souldier, I would indeed. Fab. If he heare this, not all The power of man could keep him from the windowes ^ J 111 they were downe and all the dores brok open : F or Gods fake make her cooler: 1 dare not venture To briny him elii: 1 know he will goe to buffetts w ithin live words with her, if (he holds this fpirit; Let's waken him, and away, we fhall heare worfe elfe. Fran. Well if 1 be not even with thee Clora Let me be hang'd for this : 1 know thou dolt it Onely to anger me, and purge your witt Which would breake out elfe. Ctora. 1 have found ye, jlc be no more crolfe, bid'em good night Fran. No,no, they fhall not know, we have feen'em 5 Sh ut the window. Exit Fran. and Clora. Fab. Will you get up Sir ? Jac. Have you paid the Fidiers ? Fab. Y011 are not left to doe it: Fie upon thee. Haft thou forfworne manners ? Jac. Yes unlefle >' They would let me eate my meate without long graces Or drinfce without a preface to the pledger ; Oft will it pleale you, fhall 1 be fo bold fir Let me remember your good bedfellow. And lye and kifle my hand unto my Miftris As often as an Ape does for an Aplec. Thefe are nieereSchifmes in Soldiers; wherTs my friend? Thefe are to us as bitter as purgations, We love that general 1 freedome we are bred to ; : % . Hang thefe faint fooleries, they fniell of peace, Doe they not friend ? Fab. Faith Sir to me they are As things indifferent, yet 1 ufeem not, Or if I did, they would not prick my confcience. Fred. Come, fhall we goe?'tis late. Jac. Yes any whether, But no more Mufick, it has made me dull. Fab. Faith any thing but drinking difturbs thee Jacomo Wee'l ev'n to bed. Jac. Content. Fab. Thou wilt dreame of wenches. Jac. 1 never thi-nke of any I thanke God But when I am drunke, and then tis but to caft A cheape way how they may be all deftroyd Like vermine 5 let's away I am very fleepy. Fab. I, thou art ever To, or angry, come. Exeunt. Adas Tertiusj Scaena Prima. t Enter Jjulzo and Angilo. Jul T Will but fee her once more Angilo 1 That I may hate her more, and then lam My lelfe againe. Ang. I would not have thee tempt luff, Tis a way dangerous, and will deceive thee Hadft thou the conftancy of all men in thee. Jul. Having her fins before me, I dare lee her Were fheas catching as the plague, and deadly, And tell her Ihe is fouler then all thofe And far more peftilent, if not repentant, And likea ftronge man, chide her well,and leave her. Ang. 'Tis eafily faid, of what complexion is Ihe ? ltd. Make but a curious frame unto thy felfe As thou wouldft fhape an Angell in thy thought Such as the Poets, when their fancies fweat ImagineIuno is, or faire eyde Pallas i And one more excel lent, then all thofe figures Shalt thou finde her ; Ihees browne,but of a fweetnes, (If fuch a poore word may expreffe her beauty) Beleeve me Angilo would doe more mifchiefe With a forc'tfmile, then twenty thoufand Cupids With their love quivers, full of Ladies eyes, And twice as many flames, could fling upon us. Ang. Of what age is fhe? Iul. AsaRofeatfaireft, Neither a bud, nor blown, but fuch a one. Were there a Hercules to get againe With all his glory, or one more then he The god would choofe out mongft a race of women To make a mother of; (lie is outwardly All that bewitches lenfe 5 all that entiles, Nor is it in our vertue to uncharme it. And when (he Ipeakes, oh Angilo$ then mufick (Such as ol&Orpbeus rtlade, that gave a foule To aged mountaines, and made rugged beafts Lay by their rages j and tall trees that knew _ No found but tempefts, to bow downe their branches And heare, and wonder; and the Sea, whofe (urges Shooke their white heads in heaven, to be as midnight Still, and attentive 5 fteales into our loules " I So fuddenly, and ftrangely, that we are I From that time no more ours, but what fliepleafes. Ang. Why lookc,How far you have thruft your felfel Into your old difeafe ? are you that man (gab With fuch a relolution, that would venture To take your leave of folly, and now melt Even in repeating her ? Iul. I had forgot me. - Ang. As you will Rill doc. Iul. No, the ftrongeft man May have the grudging of an ague on him, This is no more} let's go, I would faine be fit To be thy friend againe, for now I am no mans. Ang. Goe you, I dare not goe, I tell you truely V Nor were it wife I (hould. I Iul. Why> ,v . I Ang. I am well.' ': r! k, I And if I can, will keepe my felfe lo. Iul. Ha?thou mak'ft me fmile, though I have littleau To lee how prettily thy feare becomes thee; H Art thou not ftrong enough to lee a woman ? I Ang. Yes, twenty thoufand : but not fuch a one As you have made her; He not lye forth matter: E 1 know I am fraile, and may be colen'd too H By fuch a Syren. I hi Faith thou (halt goe^Angih | Ang. Faith but I will not; no I know how far Sir I am able to hold out, and will not venture Above my depth: I doe not long to have My fieepe ta'ne from me, and goe pulingly Like a poorc wench had loft her marketmoney; And when I fee good meat, fit frill and figh, And call for fmall beere ; and confume my wit In making Anagrams, and faithfull pofes; I doe not like that Itch, I am fure 1 had rather Have the maine pox, and lafer. Iul. Thou fhaltgoe, I muft needs have thee as a witnefle with mee Of my repentance; as thou Iov'ft me goe. -dag. Well I will goe, finceyou will have it fo, Butifl prove a fooletoo, looketo have me Curie you continually, and fearefully. Iul. And if thou leeft me fall againe, good Angilo Give me thy ccuncell quickly leaft I perilh. Ang' ™ God I have enough to fave my a loule, I had rather venture yC I Hand, then this woman- Sc£na secmcla. a » • or UA Enter Father and Servant, Serena Tertia Enter Clora and Clo. Ha, ha, ha, pray let me laugh extreamly. Era. Why? prethee why? haft thou fuch caufe ? Clo.Yes faith,my brother wil be here ftraightway, &—• Fra. What ? Clo. The other party : ha, ha, ha. Fr*. What party ? Wench thou art not drupke. j C/o. No faith. , V FM.FaiththouhaftbeenamongthebottlesC/oM; | Clo. Faith but I have not Fra?ikg : Prethee be handfom, | The Captaine comes along too, wench. j Fra. Oisthat it ? . r That tickles ye. u ; 1 •' ! w Clo. Yes, and ftiallttickle you too. You under it and me ? Fr<*. By my troth thou art grown A ftrange lewd wench : I mult e ne leave thy company, Thou wilt fpoileme elfe. Clo. Nay, thou art fpoiFd to my hand ; Hadft thou been free, as a good wench ought to be, When 1 went firfta birding for thy Love, And roundly faid, that is the man tnuft doe it, I had done laughing many an houreagoe. Fra. And what doft thou fee in him, now thou kiiowft Tobe thus laught at? (him, Clo. Prethee be nor angry And Pie fpeake freely to thee. Fra- Doe, I will not. _ ; Clo. Then as I hope to have a handfome husband, ! This fellow in mine eye; 'and Franke 1 am held To have a Ihrewd gheffe at a' pretty fellow, Appeares a ftrange thing. H h Fra. Why / aintj> Are only for my fafer ends. Worn. They are here. Lel. Give me my vaile, and bid the boy goe ling That (bug above., I gave him : the fad Song : Now if I mifle him, I am eurft,goe wench And tell 'em I have utterly forfworn j All company of nun ; yet make a venture At lair to let 'em in 5 thou knowft thefe things, Doe'em to'th life. Worn. I warrant you I am perfeft. f Lei Some ill woman tor her life would give A million for this wench, (he is fo fubtle. Enter to the doore Juiio and Angilo. Worn. Good Sir del ire it not, I dare not do it, Forfince your laft being heie, Sir, beleeveme She has griev'd her felfe out of all company, And (fweet foule) aim oft out of life too. Jul Prethee, Let me but fpeake one word. Worn. You will offend Sir And yet your name is more familiar ivith her Then any thing but lorrow, good Sir goe. Ang. This little varlet hath her leffon perfect, Thefe are thebaires they bob with. lul Faith 1 will not. Worn. 1 lhal be chidden cruelly for this, But you are fuch a Gentleman lul No more. (nough Ang. There's a new Tyre-wench; peace,thou art well e lul What, ha's fhemuiique ? Worn. Yes$ for Gods iake ftay, 'Tis all (he feedes upon. lul. Alas poore foule. Ang- Now will I pray devoutly, for there's need ont. f:0^r "i H: jiu. . * • : TheSGNG. «*% r ** *"? f * ■ • . 1 I X • s * . ~ A Way delights, goe feeke (owe other dwellings i-v ; ; Eor-lmufl dye. Farewell falpeLove^ thy tongue is ever telling Lye after lye. F$r ever let me reftndwfrom thy [marts, Aids, for pitty goe - And fire their hearts That have been hard io tbee> mine was not fo. * «# #> % Never againe. deluding love (hall ktiow we, Fori will dye: y And all thofe griefes that tbinkf to over-grow me ; • • shall be as I. Forever will Ijleepe, while poore maids crj, ^ " Alas for pity fiay L r • ! ? And let us dye With thee, men cannot moc\e us in the day. lul. Miftris > notone word, Miftris if 1 grieve ye I can depart tfgaine. Ang. Let's goe then quickly., For if (he get from under this darke cloud, We (hall both fweate I feare foi'c. lul. Dq but fpeake Though you turne from me, and (pes Ice bitterly, And 1 am gone,for that I think will pleafe you. Ang. Oh that all women were thus lilent ever. What fine things they were. lul. You have look'd on me, When (if there be beliefe in woniens words Spoken in teares)you fwore you lov'd to dofo. Lei O me my heart! ' H h 2 Amu Now Serena quarta. Enter Lalia and her waiting woman with a vaile | Eel. Art fure 'tis he > fow. Yes, and another with him. A a'l ? ™ore c^e merryer' did you give that money nLr r8 d it to be delivered where 1 fliew/ lyouT r an^ what elfe you bad me. h Ti . lat brave fellow, iough he be old, what ere he be, (hews toughneffe, .J1 (uch a one I long for, and muft have any price;thefe young foft melting griftles 6o The Captains. ^ng. Now Julio play the man, Uich another wilhmdoe thee: Would I had any thing to keepe me bufie 1 might not heare her *, thinke but what (he is. Or J doubt mainly, 1 (hall be i'th mdfh too. Jul Pray Ipeake againe ; Lei Where is my woman ? Worn. Here. Ang. Mercy upon me ! what a face (he has ? Would it were vaifd againe. Lei. Why did you let This flattering man in to me? did not I Chargethee to keep me from his eyes againe, As carefully as thotf wouldft keep thine owne ? Thou haft brought me poyfon in a fhape of heaven Whole violence will breake the hearts of all. Of al! weake women, as it has done mine. That are fuch fooles to love, and looke upon him. Good Sir be gone, you know not what an eafe Your abfenceis. Ang. By heaven (lie is a wonder, I cannot tell what Yis, but 1 am fqueamifh. Jul Though I deiire to be here more then heaven As 1 am now, yet if my light offend you, So much I love to be commanded by you That I will goe: f arewell Lei I fhould lay fonicthing _ EYe you depart, and 1 would have you heare me: But why fhould 1 fpeak to a man that hates me? And will but laugh at any thing i fuffer ? rf c Jul If this be hate Lei Away, away deceiver. Jul Now help me Angilo! Ang-1 am worfe then thou art. > Lei Such teares as thofe might make another Woman 1 l / Believe thee honeft Julio : almoftme That know their ends, for I confefle they ftir me. How thou df ft daily for her : poure it out In thy beft lamentations ; put on forrow. As thou canft, to deceive an Angell, Julio, And vow thy felfe into her heart, that when I (hall leave off, to curie thee for thy falfhood, Still a forfaken woman maybe found, To call to heaven for vengeance. Ang- From this houre, v , ' 1 heartily defpife all honeft women ; . y|1 1 care not if the world tooke knowledge on t, 1 fee there's nothing in them, but that folly Of loving one man only : give me henceforth (Before the greateftblelfing can be thought of j It this be one, a whore; that's all I aime at. Iul Miftris, the moft offending man is heard Before his fentence, why will you condemn me EYe I produce the truth to witneffe with me How innocent I am of all your angers? Lei There is no trufting of that tongue, I know't. And how far it it be believed it kills 5 no more Sir. Jul It never lyed to you yet; if it did 'Twas only when itcaPd you mild and gentle. Lei Good Sir no more ; make not my underftan After I havefuffered thus much evill by you, So poor to thinke I have not reached the end Of all your fore'd affeftionsY yet becaufe 1 once lovd fuch a forrow too too dearly, As that would ltrive to be; I do forgive ye Even heartily, as I would be forgiven, For all your wrongs to me, my charity Yct loves you fa rar, (though againe I may not) And wifh when that time comes, you will love duly (Ifyou can ever doefo) you may finde The worthy fruit of your affeftioiis, True love againe , not my unhappy harveft, Which like a foole I fow'd in fifth a heart So drye and ftonie, that athouftnd fhowres Ang. What will become of me ? I cannot goe now ; From theft two eyes, continually rayning If you would hang me, from her: o brave eye! Steale me away for Gods fake Julio- Jul Alas poor man! I am loit againe tob ftrangely. Lei No, I will fooner truft a Crocadile When he {beds teares, for he kills fodainly, And ends our cares at once, or any thing That's evil] to our natures, then a man i finde there is no end of his deceivings, Nor no avoyding 'e n, if we give way: I was requeuing you to come no more, And mocke me with your lervice, Yis not well, Nor honeii to abuleus fo far : you may love too, For though, I muft confefle 1 am unworthy Of your love every way: yet I would have you Thinke lam fomewhat too good to make fport of. Jul Will you believe me ? Lei for your vows and oaths, And fuch deceiving teares as you fhed now, I will as you doe, ft udy to forget 'em. Jul. Let me be moft despis'd of men Lei No more; . There is no new way left, by w hich your cunning Shall once more hope to catch me; no, thou falfe man 1 will avoid thee, ani for thy fake all , • Tbatbeare thy ft amp > as counterfeit in love. Fori aw openeyYi againe, and know thee. Goe, makefome )therweepe, aslhavedone. That dare believe ibee goe., and fweare to her That is a ftranger to thy cruelty, And knowes not yet xvhat nun is, and his lyings, Could never ripen. Iul Y'ave conquer'd me : I did not thinke to yield, but make me now. Even what you will my Lelia, fo I may 1 Be but fo truly happy to enjoy you. ' : r Lei No, no, thofe fond imaginations, Are dead and buried in me, let em reft. Iul lie marry you. I Ang• The Devill thou wilt lulio How that word ivaken'd me ? come hither friend, Thou art a foole, looke ftedfaftly upon her Though fhe be all that I know excellent As (he appearcs, though I could fight for her. And run through fire; though 1 am ftarke mad too Never to be recover'd, though I Would Give all I had Fth world to lye with her Even to my naked foule, I am fo far gone. Yet me thinks ftill we fhould not doate away That that is fomethingmore then ours, our hone I would not have thee marry her by 110 meanes, Yet I fhould do fo; is fhe not a whore ? Iul She is; But fuch a one Ang. 'Tis true, fhe>s excellent, And when I well confider, lulio I fee no real^n.we fhould be confined In our affe&iOns; when all creatures elfe Enjoy ftil where they like. Iul And fo will I then. Lei He»s faft enough I hope now, if I hold him Ana. You muft not do fo though, now T mniidi Sc&na qninta. Enter Iacamo at one doore Fabritio at another '• by this light Pie make y /<*• 1 his is (curvy id out of feare done. ■ ulic or judgement, t deales with thee, thou'rt grotvne fo boyftrous more wits, or more lives then another, s be in Armdr, or inchanted; Sc * Ang. Keep your felfe warme then, & go home,& fleepe, And pray to God thou maift continue fo; Would 1 had gon to'th Devil 1 of an arrant, When I was made a foole to fee her: Leave me I am not fit for conversation. lul. Why, thou art worfe then I was. Ang- Therefore leave me, The nature of my (icknefle is not eas d By company, orcouncell, 1 am mad. And if you follow me with queftions Shall (hew my felfe fo. h i. This is more then errour. Ang. Pray be content, that you have made me thus, And do not wonder at me. (gon lul. Let me know, but what you meane to do and I am I would be lo'ath to leave you thus elfe. Ang. Nothing That needs your feare,that is fufficient; Fare wel I, and pray tor me. lul 1 would not leave you. Ang* You muft and (hall. lul. I will then : would yon woman Had been ten fathom under ground, when firft I faw her eyes. Ang- Yet (he had been dangerous, For to fome wealthy Rocke of pretious ftone, Or mine of gold as tempting, her faire body Might have been turn'd; which once found out by labour And brought to ufe, having her fpells within it. Might have corrupted States, and ruin'd Kingdomes i o De a very mercirull young man. (•And pre'thee Pifo, let me have thy opinion ) Pifo. Then he (hall have mercy, that mercirull is, Or all the Painters are Apocrypha. lac. 1 am glad you have your witts yet,will ye go? Pifo. You had beft fay we are drunke. lac. Ye are. Lod. Yeelye. I / ■ lac. Y'are Rascalls, drunken rascalls. . . Pifo. 'Tis fufficient,, lac. And now Tie tell you. why, before I beate.yce. You have been tampring any time thefe three dayes, Thus to dilgrace me. V ^ Pifo. That's a lye too. ~ > 1 lac. Well Sir, ** Vet I thanke God I have turn'd your points on you, For which Tie fpare yee {oniewhat, halfe a beating. Pifo. Vie make you rait foe Captaine,by this hand, And ye provoke, do not provoke Tde wilhyou. luc^ How do you like this?, - Lou Sure I am inchanted. Pifo. Stay till 1 draw. r < - ' 1 Jac. Defpatch then, I am angry. Pifo. And thou (halt fee how lodainly le kil thee.(ards lac. Thou darft not draw, ye cold, tame, mangy Cow- Ye drunken Pvogues, can nothing make you valiant? Not wine, nor beating? Lod. If this way be fufferd »Tis very well. lac. Go ther's your way,;go and deep: I have pitty .qn.you, ycm (ball have the reft To morrow wnen wee meete. Pifo. Come Lodowick, Hee's monftrousdrunke now, tncr's no talking with him lac. I am fo, when 1 am fober, Tic do more. (ExitLod.& Boy wher's mi ne Hoit? Pif0 Boy. Hee's on his bed a fleepe Sir. .. . Exit Boy lac. Let him alone then : Nqw am I high proofe For my aftion, now could I iightbravely, And charge into a wijcje fire, or I could lovq Any man living now, or any woman. Or indeed any creature that loves Sack Extreamly, monftroufly; 1 am fo loving, Iuftat this inftant, that I might be brought 1 fecleit,with a little labour, now to talke With a juftjce of peace, that to my nature I hate next an ill Sword : I will do Some frrange brave thing now, and I have it here: Pray God the ayre kcepe outj I feele it buzing. Exit Enter FredricF ranc'^Clora Clor. Shee loves him too much, that's the plaiiie truth For which if I might bebeleevVJ,.! thinkeher (Fredrick A ftrange forgetter ol her lelfe* ther's Iulioy.\ Or twenty more Fred. In your eye I believe you, - But credit me the Captains is a man: Lay but his rough affe&ions by,as worthy. - Clor. So is a refty lade, a horfe of fervice, 1 If he would leave his nature* give me one : Byyour leave Sir to make a husband of Not to be wean'd, when I ftiotikfmarry him; Me thinkes a man is mi&ry enough, t- * I f i e J. Yon are too bitter,' [.would not have him worfe. Yet 1 (hall fee you hamper''d one clay l ady, . [ do not doubt it,for this heretic #; _ Y Cior. iTeburne before*, come preYhee leave this (adneue; Fhis walking by thy 0:1 fe to fee the Divell, ■ his mumps, this Lachrimse, this love in iippets; It fitts thee lik? a French-hood. iYv*. Does it fo? ^ ^ 1 am fare it fits thee to be ever talking, Andnothing to the purpofe, take up quickly; 1 r Thy witt will founder of" all foure elfe wench, . I . thou hoki'ft this paces take up when I bid thee. Clor. Before your Brother fly ? Fred. I can endure it. . . » _ Enter tacdmo. Chr. Beer's Raw-head come againe; Lord how he Pray God vre fcape with broken pates. (lookes? Fra. Were T hee, / , , , , Thou (hould'ft not want thywihj he has been drinking Has he not Fredrick} Fred. Yes but do not finde it. . Clor- Peace and let's heare his wiieuoiwe. Fred■ You will mad him. 'fac. I am fomewhat bold, but that's all one. Clor. A fficirt and pithy faying of a Souldier. Fr.t. As I live Thou art a ftrange mad wench. Clor- To make a part on. _ J,c. Ladyes I nteane to kifle yee Clor■ How he wipes his mouth like a young Preach We dial 1 have it. fac. In order as you Iy before me; firft Pie beam with you. Fra. With me Sir? inc. Yes If you will promife me to kiffc in eaie. Fra-1 care not if I venture, Jac. I will kiffaccording to mineowne inventions As 1 fhall fee canfeTweedy I would wilh you, IJovcye. Fm.Doyou Sir? Jac. Yes indeed do I, Would I could tell you how.^ Fra. 1 would you would Sir. Jac. I would to God I could, but 'tis fufficient, I love you with my heart. Fra. Alas poore heart. Jac. Andl am forry; but weeT talk of that, Hereafter if it pleafe God- Fra. Ev'n when you will Sir. Clor. Hee's dilmall drunk, would he were mulled. Jac. You I takeir are the next. Fra. Go to him foole. Clor. Not I, 'a will bite me. Jac. When wittiwhen? Clor. Good Captaine. Jac. Nay, and you play boa-peepe;I'le has no mer But catch as catch may. I t f 'red. Nay, Me not defend ye. t /A • V . i Good Captaine do not hurt me, 1 am forry it ere I anger dye. . ; ac. I'le tew you fort :his band witt, unlefle you kifle difcreetly. ?/or.NomoreSir. ac. Yes a little more fweet witt, ? taft more o' your office: go thy wayes With thy fmall kettle Drumes; upon my confcieac Thou art the bed, that e're man laid his leg o'er, Clor.He fmells juft like a Cellar, Fye upon him. lac. Sweete Lady now to you. Clor. For loves fake kifle him. Fred I (hall not keep my countenance. Fra. Trye preYhee. lac. Pray be not coy fweet woman,for lie klffe I am blunt 1 , , 1|j| But you nnift pardon me. Clor. O God my iides. , " 1 f All. Ha, ha, ha? ha. ' ' he. Why ha, ha, ha? why laugh? Why all this noyfe fweet Ladyes? Clor. Lufty Laurence^ , y See what a Gentlewoman you have fainted; Pray God (he prove not quick. Fftd. Where were thine eyes To take me for a woman, ha, ha, ha. Jac. Who art "'a, art 'a mortal!? Fred. I anjFredrick^, ac. Then Fredrick is an Afle, A fcurvy Fredrick to laugh at me. Fra. Sweet Captaine. , lac. A way woman; I Go filch and ferve God, I defpife thee woman, I And Fredrictjhall be beaten; S'blood ye Rogue I Have you none elle to make your puppies o& hutni^i Fre. I preYhee be more patient r . I Ther's no hurt done. , V II lac. S'blood but there ffiall be,Scab. I Clor. Help, help for loves fake. I Fr*. Whole within there? ;T | Fred. So now you have made a faire hand- r Jac. Why? ' I Fred. You have kSPd me* ■ — Fdzif Clor. Call in fomeOfficers, and ftay theCaf£» Jac. You ffiall not need. Clor. This is your drunkennefle. Fra. O me unhappy Brother, Fredrick? Lookebutupon me, do notpartfo from me, - . F ^ Set him a little higher he is dead. Clor. O villaine, villaine. Fab. How now what's the matter? Enitr Fij Fra. O Sir my Brother! o my deareft Brother! Clor. This drunken trowgh has kilPd him. r Fab. Kill'd him? Clor. Yes. ; : For heaven God fake hang him quickly, he will ao EvYy day fuch a murder elfe. there is nothing I But a ftrcng Gallowes that can make him quiet, I finde it in his nature too late. Fabr. Pray be quiet, . q | Let me come to him. 1 r ' | *+ ** A ^ Clor. Some go for a Surgeon. Fra. Oh what a wretched woman has he mailed Let me alone good Sir. . || Fab. To what a fortune, Yjj | Haft thou referv'd thy life, a. Fabritio. ab. Never entreat me, for I will not know tntf> Nor utter one word for thee, unlefle it be To have thee hang'd; for God fake bee more temper Jac. 1 have a fword fiill, and I am a villaine. Clor. &c. Hold, hold, hold. Jac. Ha? Clou Away with him for heavens fake This Lelia, whom 1 know too, yet am caught, ! Her looks are nothing like her y wouid her tanks Were all in Paris print upon her face, Cum Privilegio, to life 'cm hill. (niafque I would write an Epiftle before it, on the Jntide of her And dedicate it to the whore of Babilon^wkh a preface upo Her nofe to the gentle Reader; & they fhould be to be fold At the figne of the Whores head i'th pottage poc, in what; Street you pleafe:But all this helps not me 1 Am made to be thus catch kl^pait any redreffe^with a thing I contemn too. I have read Eyifietus twice over again ft the ; Defire of thefe outward things, and itill her face runs in V.' •* My mind, 1 went to fay my prayers, and they were So laid out o'th way, that if I could iinde any prayers I Had, I'me no Chriftian. This is the doore, and the Chort Is, I muft fee her againe. * —— He kriockes. Enter Maid. Maid■ Who's there ? | Ang.'Tis I, I would fpeake with your Miftrifs. i Maid■ Did (he fend for you ? (leave. Aug. No, what then? I would fee her,prethee by thy j Maid■ Not by my leave ; for fhe will not fee you, but j doth hate you, and (fo proper | Your friend, and doth wiihyou both hang'd, wctl being Men, is great pitty, that you are not. Ana. H ow's this ? (perfwaded you r Maid. For your fweet felf in particulaiywho (he refolvs Friend to negleft her, fhe deemeth whip-cord the moit Convenient unftion for your backe and (houldtrs. Ang- Let me in, 1'le fatistie her. (my fpeeches, Ma. And if it dial happen that you are in doubt of thelc j Infomuch that you (hal fpend more time in arguing at the Dore,I am fully perfwaded that my Miftris in pcrfon from Above, will utter her mind more at large by way of Urine upon your head, that it may link the more foundly Into your underftanding faculties. Ang. This is the (frangeft thing, good pretty foul, why dolt thou ufe me fo ? I pray thee let me in fweet heart. Maid. Indeed I cannot fweet-heart. (become thee. Ang. Thou art a handfome one, and this crotlenefs do's ( Maid. Alas I cannot help it. (laid 1 lik'dtheeof! Ang. Efpeeially to me; thou knowft when I was here, I I All thy Miftrifs fervants. (prefs • Maid.So did I you, though it be not my fortune to ex- j It at this prefent: for truly if you would cry, I cannot Let you in. (you j Ang. Pox on her, I muft goe the down-right waydooke Here is ten pound for you, let me fpeak with her. j Maid. 1 like your gold well, but it is a thing by heaven : I cannot doe, (hee (affaires. ! Will not fpeake with you, efpeeially at this time, lhe has Ang. This makes her leave her jelting yet, but take it ! And let me fee her, bring me to a place j Where undifcern'd of herfelfe 1 may Feede my defiring eyes but halfe an houre. Ma. Why faith I think I can, and I wil (Iretch my wits ; And body too for gold : if you will fweare as you Are gentle, not to ftir, orfpeake, where you fhall (you See or hear,now,or hereafter:give me your gold,I'ie plant : Ang. Why, as I am a Gentleman, I will not. Maid. Enough, quicke, follow me. QExit Ang. & Maid. Enter Servant. (Nell? Why wheros this maid, fhe ha>s much care of her buiinefs.: I i 1 thirsfce I Selena guari Enter Angilo cannot keepe from this ungodly woman % a * ^ a L V 1B to m ,zt ■vr.cJ • *. * 4 * kWW I mil iiiiii ■ | in I I C apt dints I I trdnkeihebeiunke;—why Ntll whiew— —■ Maid witii n. Whats the matter? Enter Maid. set. I pray you heartily come away, oh, come, come, (the Gentle man, , and the My Miftris invited, is comming down the ftreet Not yet brought out? Pel. mtbin7Nell, Sirha? Maid. I come forfiooth. (T, (bai Now thus far off you, yet four glaffes hence I will fit here, And try, till both our bloods Shoote up and downe to finde a pal age out, Then mouth, to mouth will we walke up to bed, And undreile one another as we goe ; _ Where both my treafure, body, and my louie Areyour's to be difpos d of. . Fa. Urnh, umh.—Makfsfignes of bis wht te bead Lel. You are old, Ser. Now muft 1 walk : when thei'S any tiefhly matters Miftris fends me ofafour hours errand : but if I goe not About mine own bodily bufineiTe as well as Ihee, 1 am a Exit Servant. (inhand, my j Jsthatyour meaning? why, you are to me The greater novelty, all our frefh youth Turke. E'iter Father. MM • Fa. What, all wide open ? 'Tis the way to fin Doubtlefie ;but 1 mutt on ; the gates of hell Are not more paflable then thefe; how they Will be to get out, God knows, 1 muft try. 'Tis very ftrauge, if there be any life Within this houfe, would it would fhew it felfe. What's here? a Banquet ? ana no mouth to eate, Or bid me do it ? this is lomething like The entertainment of adventurous Knights Entring enchanted Catties: For the manner Though there be nothing difmall to be leene Amazes me a little; what is meant By this ftrangeInvitation ? I will found My Daughters meaning, e»re 1 fpeake to her, 1 f it be poilible, for by my voyce She will dilcover me! hark, whence is this. The SONG. }Mufequ Owe hither you that love, andheare me feng ofjoyes ft ill growing Green? frefh? andlufty? as the pride of Spring? and ever blowing. Come hither youths that blufh? and dare not know what is defere? And olde men worfe thenyou, that cannot blow v one [par\e of fere. v : And with the power of my enchanting Song, Boyes jhall be able men, and old men young. En t er A n gi lo above. Cotne hither you that hope, and you that cry, leave off complaining? Touth?ftrength, and beauty, thatfball never dye, are here remaining. Coyne hither fooles? and blufh?you (lay fo long from being bleft? And mad men worfe thenyou, that fuffer wrong, Tet feelfe no reft. And in an houre, with ?ny enchanting Song, Tou jhall be ever pleased? andyovng maids long. Enter Lelia and her maid with a Night- gowne and Slippers. Lel. Sir you are welcome hither, as this kiffe Given with a larger freedomethen the ufe Of ftrangers will admit, fhall witnefle to you. Put the gowne on him, in thischaire fit downe ; Give him his flippers : be not fo amaz'd, Here's to your health, and you ftiall feele this wine Stir lively in me, in the dead of night. Give him fome wine, fall to your banquet Sir, And let us grow in mirth 5 though 1 am fet 1 Are daily offerd me, though you perforrne | As you thinke little, yet you fatisfie My appetite: from your experience 1 may learn fomething in the way of lutt I may be better for. But I can teach Thefe young ones; But this day 1 did refufe A paire of'em, Julio, and Angilo, I And told them they were as they were I Raw fooles and whelps. a Ca Atig- makes difcomemti^M Maid. Pray God he fpeak not b (hM«jd/aisherfi9ff,3 Le/.Why fpeak you not fweet Sir? jC1 mm *° Fath. Urnh (stops his ears?jbews he is m&s&wJ Lel. Peace there,that mulique,now Sir fpeak (iheMf Tome. T j Fatb. Umh.»•■-.»,— ■■ ■■ - Foints at the Lei. Why?wouIdyou have her gone?you need not Your rreedome in for her; fhe knows my life That fbe might write it; Thinke fhe is a (tone? Sheeis a kinds of bawdy Confeflor, And will not utter fecrets. Fatb. Umh. a w be/. Be gone then, fince he needs will'have it fo, rls. j one- Exit-Maid. - ■ - -Fatb. lockjtbtkJ ail now as you would? come meet me then,* j Vn j a ^houland kiiles on thy lips, nu I will rob thee of »em, and yet leave y as wealthy as they were before, f a. Yes, all is as I would but thou. Lei By heaven 'tis my Father. Fath. And I do befeech thee Leave thefe unheard of lufts which worfe become thee, Then mocking of thy Father ; let thine eyes Pveflett upon thy foule, and there behold How loathed blacke it is; and whereas now Thy face is heavenly faire, but thy minde foule, Goe but into thyClolet, and there cry Till thou haft fpoifd that face, and thou (halt fkidc How excellent a change, thou wilt have made For inward beauty. Lei. Though I know him now To be my Father, never let me live Ifmy lutt do abate. 11 ITe take upon me To have known him all this while. Fdfft.Looke, doftthou know me? Lei I knew yee Sir before. Fath. What didft thou do ? Lei Knew you, and fo unmovUIy have you bonis All the fad erodes that i laid upon you, With fuch a noble temper, which indeed I purpofely caft 011 you, to difeem Your carriage in calamity, and you Have undergone *em with that brave contempt, - That I have turifd the reverence of a chiJde ' I 1 I fo Lei I was in fucfi a fright before thou cam'ft. Yon old tHad fellow, (lt^ilUnake thee laugh Though it feared me) has talkt fo wildly here Sirrha, he rufht in at my dores, and fwore He was my Father, and I thinkebeleev'd it : But that Tie had a (word, and threatned me—• l faich he was. good fport, good, thruft him out That thou and I may kifle together 5 wilt thou ? ^ Fatb. Are you her Champion? 8c with the(e fair words, Got in to refcue her from me. Offer to run at him. Ang. Hold fir, >- I fweare I doe not harbour (uch a thought, I fpeake it not, for that you have twofwords, But for tis truth. Lei Two fwords my Angilo ? Thinke this, that thou ha 11 two young brawny armcs And ne're afword, and he has two good fwords And ne're an arme to ufe.'em; rufih upon him, I could have beaten him with this weake body. If I had had thefpirit ofa man. Ang. Stand from me, and leave talking, or by heaven We trample thy lait damning word out ot thee. Fat- Why do you hinder tne then? ftand away And I will rid her quickly. 4 Lei. WouldT were, Cleare of this bulinefle, yet I cannot pray* Ang* Oh be advis'd, why you were better kill her If (he were good \ Convey her from this place Where none but you, and fuch as you appoint May vilite her; where let her heare of nought But death and damning, which (he hath deferv d, Till (he be truly, juftly forrowful, And then lay mercy to her, who does know But (lie may mend ? Fa. But whither (hould I beare her ? Ang. To my houft, ; : 4 'Tifr large, and private, I will lend it you. Fa. I thanke you Sir, and happily it fits With forae defigne 1 have, but how (hall we Convey her? Lei Will they caqy me away ? Fa. For (he wil fcratch and kick, 8c fcream foloud That people will be drawn to refcue her. - Ang. Why ?none can hear her here, but her own maid, Who is as fad as (he. Fa. But in the ftreete ? Ang. Why, we will take 'em both into the Kitchin, There bindcem, and then gag em, and then throw "em Into a Coach Fie bring to the backc-dore, And hurry 'em away. Fa. It (hall be fo, I owe you much for this ; and I may pay you, There is your fword, lay hold upon her quickly, This way with me, thou difobedient childe. Why do's thy dubborn heart beat at thy bread 1 Let it be ftill, for I will have it fearclvd Till I have found a well of living teares Within it, that (hall fpring out of thine eyes, And flow all o're thy body touFd with (in. Till it have waft/d it quite without a flain. (They drag her. Lel. Help! help! ah! ah! Murther, Khali be murthcred, I (hall be murthered. Fa. This? helps thee not. Lel. Bafely mu rdered, bafely. Fa. I warrant you. Exeunt. j Lod. Stay, you have confirm'dme, Yet let me feele, you are in health. Fa. Ihopefo, My water's well enough, and my pulfe. Lod. Then All may be excellent: pray pardon me; For I am like a boy that had found money. Afraid I dreame ftill. j Pi fo. Sir, what kind of woman ? j Oi what proportion is your Lady? Lod. L A&us Quintus, Scsena Prima Enter Lodowicks attd Pif>. The Cap tain Lod. np His roguy Captaine has made fine work with us. Pifo. JL I would the Devill in a ftorm would carry him Home to his Garifon againe 51 ake all over, -V | ' 4 w . That! am fure of 5 Certainly my body Is of a wild-fire, for my head rings backward, Or elfeI have a morife in my braines. Lod. Tie dealeno more with fouldiers: wel remembred, Did not the Vifion promife to appeare About this time again ? Pifo. Yes, here he comes: Hcsjufton's word. Enter Father- Fath. O, they be here together, Shecjs penitent, and by my troth I dagger Whether (asnow (he is) either ofthefe Two fooles be worthy of her; yet becaufe Her youth is prone to fall againe, ungovermd, ; And marriage now may ftay her, one of'em : And Pijby (ince I underftand him abler. Shall be the man ; the other beare the charges, And willingly, as I will handle it. 1 have a Ring here, which he fhall believe Is lent him from a woman I have thought of: , But e're 1 leave it, Me have one of his In pawne worth two on't: fori will not loofe By fuch a mefle of fagar-fops as this is : I am too old. \' Lod. It moves againe, let's meet it. Fa. Now if I be not out, we (hall have fine fport, I am glad I have met you Sir, fo happily, You do remember me, I am fure. Lod. I doe Sir. Pifo. This is a fhort praeludium to a challenge. Fa. I have a meflage Sir, that much concerns you, And for your fpeciall good ; Nay you may heare too; Pifo. What ihould this fellow meane ? Fd. There is a Lady, (How the poore thing begins to warme already) Come to this Towne, (as yet a ftranger here Sir) Faire, young, and rich, both in pofleflions, And all the graces that make up a woman, A widow, and a vertuousone: It workes, He needs no broath upon't, Lod. What of her Sir ? Fatb. No more but this ; (he loves you. Lod. Loves me ? fa. Yes. And with a ftrong affection, but a faire one, (matter. If ye be wife and thankfull,you are made:ther'S the whole Lod-1 am (lire 1 heare this. Path. Here is a Ring Sir, of no little value: " Which after fhe had feen you at a window, She bad me haft, and give it, when (he blufti'd Like a blown role. Lod. But pray Sir by your leave Me thinks your yeares (hould promife no ill meaning. Fa. I am no Bawd, nor cheater, nor acoarfer Of broken-winded women: if you feare me lie take my leave: aud let my Lady ufe A fellow of more forme, an honefter I am fure (he cannot. Fa. He tell you prefently her very pi&ure, Do you know a woman in this towne they call. Stay, yes, it is fo, Lelia ? Pijo. Not by fight. Fd.Nor you Sir ? Lod. Neither- 1 , ,■ Fa. Thefe are precious Rogues To raile upon a woman they never faw5 So they would ufe their Kindred. Pifo. We have heard though She is very faire and goodly. Fa. Such another, i Juft ofthe fame complexion, making, fpeech, But a thought fweeter is my Lady. Lod.Then ; .r c ; ! Shee muft be excel lent indeed. Fa. Indeed (he is, And you will finde it fo; you do beleeve me > Lod. Yes marry do I, and lam fo alter'd Fd.Your happinede will alter any man. Do not delay the time Sir: at a houfe W here Don Valafeofoy, the Spani(h Signior (Which now is Signieur AngeloY) (he is. Lod. I know it. Fa. But before you (hew your felfe, Let it be night by all meanes, willingly By day (he would not have fuch gallants feene Repair unto her 'tis her modefty. Lod. lie goeand fit my felfe. Fa. Doe, and be fare You fend provifion in, in fall abundance^ Fit for the marriage; for this night I know Shee will be yours: Sir, have you never a token Of worth to fend her backe againe ? you muft, Shee will expeft it. Lod. Yes, pray give her this. And with it all I have; I am made for ever. Pifo. Well, thou haft fooles lucke; (hould I liveas As an old oake, and fay my prayers hourly 1 (hould not be the better of a penny. I think the Devill be my ghoftly Father; Upon my confeience 1 am full as handfome, I am fare I have more wit, and more performance, Which is a pretty matter* Fa. Do you thinke fir, That your friend Signeur Pifo will be conftant Unto my Lady ? you (hould know him well. Pifo. Who? Signieur Pifo ? r: Fa. Yes, the Gentleman. < Pifo. Why, you are wide Sir. Fa. Is riot his name Pifo ? Pifo. No, mine is Pifo. Fa. How? Pifo. 'Tis indeed Sir, And his is Lodowickf. Fa. Then I am undone Sir, ' For I was fent at firft to Pifo; what a rafeall . r^ybigno«ntly to miftake you > I Pifc- Pc^cc. , ¥ _t (» lei is no harme done yet. I po Now 'tis too late, lliiiowniy errour: fon'ouiveretheiupon the right hand of him, V 11 chang'd your places fudainly : where i n ike a croffe Block-head)Ioftmy memory: forhac (hall I do? my Lady utterly tyill put me from her favour. I Piio■ Never feare it. Be be thy guard, I warrant thee,0,0, s , I at length rtptited; tor the Ring, 1'le fetch it back with a light vengance from him: Had better keep tame Devills, then that Ring; Art thou not Steward? IF*. No. |p,ji. Thou (halt be ihortly I fa. Lord how he takes it? I pijo. 1'le go (hift me (freight; Art (ure it was to Pijo? fa- 0 too fure Sir. i pi f0.1'le mount thee if I live fort, Give me patience heav'n to be aFe this blelnng I beleech I am but man; 1 pre'thee breake my head ( the£ To make me underhand, 1 am feniible. I Fa. Lend me your dagger, and I will Sir. I Pifo. No pi believe now like a good Chriftian. ■ F*. Good Sir make haft; I dare pot go without ye 'Since 1 have fomiftaken. | Pijo.'Tis no matter, Meet me within this halfe boure at St. MargreU. PiJ Well go thy wayes old leg, thou halt the trjqk on't. Ex i I Enter Angilo, and Julio. | Aug How now?the newes? I Fa. Well, parting well, I have 'em, Both in a lealh and made right for my purpofe. I Jul. 1 am glad on't I mult leave you. Ang W hether man? ijul Ifall go right, I may be faft enough too. Arg I cry you mercie Sir, I know your meaning, Clara's the woman,(he's Franckj bedfellow, jCommend me to 'em, and go Julio Bring'm to fupper all, to grace this matter; They ferve for witneffes. (anotbt Ju (will, Farewell.Ex/! Jul at one dore, & Ang, & Fa, at Clor. That ever was borne F'ranck- y faith— Fred. How now? what fayes heer Enter Fabritio. ' (and bell Fab. Faith you may as well ticeadog up with a whip, As him, by telling him of love and women, he (we ares They mock him. Fred. Looke how my Sifter weepes. ' Fab. Why who can helpe it? Fred. Yes, you may (afly fweare (he loves him. Fab. Why fo I did; and may do all the oathes, Arithmatique can make, ere he believe me, And fince he was Iaft drun k, he is more jealous They would abufe him: If we could perfwade him She Lov'd, he would embrace it. Fred. She her felfe Shall bate fo much of her owne modefty To fweare it to him; with fuch teares as now You fee rainefrom her. _____ I Fab.I believe 'twould worfce, But would you have her do't i'th open ftreet? Or ifyou would hee'le run away from her, How (hall we get h?m hither? Fred. By entreaty. Fab. 'Tis moft impoftible, No, If we could Anger him hither, as ther is no way But that to bring him; and then hold him faft Women, and men, whilft (he delivers to him the truth Seal'dwith her teares, he would beplaine As a pleas'd child; he walkes below for me Under the window. Clor. Wee'Ie anger him I ivarrantye, Let one ofthe maides take a goad howle of water, Or fay it be a pifFpott, ancl powert on's head. Fab. Content hang me If I like not the caft of it rarely, (for no queftion it, Is an approv'd receipt to fetch fuch a fellow Take all the women-kind in this houfe, betwixt the age of one, And onehundred, & let them take unto them a pott or a Bowie containing feven quarts or upwards, & let them i Never leave, till the above named, Pott or Bowie become full,then letoneofthem ftretch out Her armeand power it on his head, add Probatum eft, it Will fetch him,for in his anger he will run up,& then let Us alone. Clor. Go you and do it. Exit Maid. Era. Good Clora, no, (that Clor. Away I fay & do itjnever feare,we have enough of Water ready difiijl'd. Fra. Why this will makehim mad Fabritio, Hee'le neither Ibve me drunke, nor fober now. Fab. I warrantyou: what, is the wench come up? Enter Wench above. % « f Clo. Art thou there wench? Wench. I. Fab. Looke out then if thou canft fee him. (could not Wench. Yes 1 fee him, & by my troth he ftands fo fairs I Hold were he my Father;his hat's of too,8t he's (cratchin« His head- FdA.Owafti that hand I pre'thee.(I have throwne thee Wench- God fend thee good luck, this the fecund time. Out to day, ha, ha, ha, juft oti's head. Fra. Alas! Fab. What does he now? (Street windows Wench. He gathers ftones, God's light,he breakes ajl th- Jac■ Whore's Bawdes,your wlndowes, your windowes. Wench. Now he is breaking all the low windowes wi th his Sword, [ Sc&nx Secunda. [ Writer Clora0 Francand Fredric^ Fred. Sifter31 brought you Jacanro to the doore, Pe has forgot all that he (aid laft night: (And frame of that makes him more loath to come3 | ^ Eabritio perfwading him3 but 'tis in vaine. I F ra. Alas my fortune Clor a- c/or- Now F ranck^ See what a kind of man you love^ Ti;at loves you when hee's drunk; If fo faith I would marry him; My friends I hope | " ould make him drin k. (mours then, I Cior. Tis well confider'd Franck^ he has luch pretty hu- ■Behdes being a Souldier3 "'tis better he (hould love (he W n W^Cn S ^runc^3 t'ien when hee's fober5 for then ill be fure to love you3 the greateft part on's life. I And were not I a happy woman then? Excellent fport, Now hp's beating a fellow that laugh'd (at him; Truely the man tak sic patiently; Now he goes (downe the Street Gravely, looking on each fide, chefs not oriemore dare (laugh. Era.Does he go on? IVencb' Yes. 1 ' .7 \i: Fra. FahrifiO) you have undone a Maid {Fran, ktieeks. By treachery ; know you fome other better. You would prefer your friend to? If you do not Bring him againe, 1 have no other hope, But you that made me loole hope, Ifyou faile me, 1 ne're fhall ;ee him, but (hall languiih out A difcontented life, and dye contemn'd. {u\ Fab. This vexes me, I pray yowbe more patient (lift be, If I have any truth, let what will happen, Fie bring him presently, Do you all itand At the St reet dore, the Ma)des, and all, to watth When I come backe, and have fome private place To (huffle me into, tor he (hall follow In fury, but I know lean out run him: As he comes in, clap all faft hold on him, And ufe yourowne difcretions. Fred. Wee will doit. Fab. But fudainly- for I will bring him hither, With that unftop'd fpeed that you (hall run over All that's in's way: and though my life be ventur'd 'Tis no great matter, will do't. Frs a faire one;what make al thefe heere? Fatb. O Lord Sir (he is (o pefterd—— (told us Fab. Now will the fport be, itrunnes right as Iulio Lod. Faire Lady health to you; fome words I have,that Require an utterance more private, Then this place can afford. Lei Lie call my husband - ^ All bufinelfe I heare with his eares now. Lod. Good Madam no, bet I perceive your jeft, You have no husband, lam the very man That walk'd the ftreetes fo comely. Lei Are you fo? Lod. Yes faith, when Cufid firft did prick your heart I am not cruell, but the love began I'th Street Lie (atisfie i'th chamber fully. Lei. To aske a Madman whether he be mad Were but an idle queftion, if you be, I do not fpeake to you, but if you be not Walke in the Streetes againe and there perhaps 1 may dote on you, here I not endure you. Lod. Good Madam ftayc do not you know this Ring? Lcl. Yes it was mine, I ienti£ t>y.;iny Man, To change and fo he did, it has^lemifti, And this he brought me for it; did you change it? Are you a Goldfmith? Lod. Sure the world is mad, Sirrah, did you not bring me this ring from your Lady? Fa. Yes furely Sir, did I, but your worfhip muft ev'n (beare with me; For there was a miftaking in it,and fo: as I was Saying to your worfhip, my Lady is now married. Lod. Married? to whom? Fa* To your worfliips friend Pifo. Lod. S'dcath to Pifo! Pifo. within. Ha, ha, ha. Ang. Yes .Sir I can afliireyou (he's maried to him,I faw't Vv ith thefe gray eyes. Lod* Why what a Rogue art thou then?thou haft made Me (end in provifion too. fin's mouth Fa. O a Gentleman fhould not have fuch fowle wordes But your Wor(hips provifion could not have come in at a fitter time. Will it pleafe you to taft any of yourowne wine? 7 It may be the Vintner has cozend you. Lod. Pox I am mad. ' ; Ang. You have alwayes plots Sir,& fee how they fall out. lac. You had a plott upon me, how do you like this? Lod. I do not fpeake to you. Fdi.Becaufe you dare not. (jn LodI But I will have one of that old Rogues tec^j Fatb* Do*ft not thou know that I can beate thee? Doll thou know it now?(difeovers hirnfelfe) Lod. He beate me once indeed. Fatb. And if you have forgot it, I can call a wittrf Come forth PiJo ■ - remember you it? Pifo Faith I do call to minde fuch a matter. Fatb. Aud if J cannot (rill do't, you are young And will aflitt your Father in law. Pifo. My Father in law? Ang. Your Father in law,?sfureas this is widowi Pifo. How widow Lelia! Fatb. I faith'tis (he, Sonne. Lod. Ha, ha, ha, let my provifion go, I am glad I Have mirt the woman. Pifo. Have you put a whore upon me? Lei. By heaven you do me wrong, I have a heart As pure as any womans, and I meane To keep it fo for ever. Fa. There is no ftarting now, Son, if you offert I can compell you, her eitate is great, But all made o're to me, before this match, Yet if you ufe her kindly, as I fweare I thinke fhe will deferve, you (hall enjoy it During your life, all fave lome (lender piece I will refervefor my own maintenance, And if God bleife you with a childe by her. It (hall have all. Pifo. So I may have the meanes 1 doe not much care what the woman is ; Come my fweet heart, as long as 1 (hall finde Thy kifies fweet, and thy meanes plentiful!, Let people talke their tongues out. Lei. They may talke Of what is paft, but all that is to come Shall be without occafions. . Iui Shall we not make Pifo0 and Lodwickjvien&l lac. Rangem they dare not be Enemies, or iftheylt The danger is not greate,welcome Fredrick: Enter Fredrick* Fredrick. Firft joy unto you all; and hext I think W e (hall haue vvarres. lac. Giveme fome wine, ITe drinke to that. Fab. ITe pledge. Fran. But 1 (hall loofe you then. lac. Not a whit wench; ITe teach thee prefer# Fred. Fabritios command, and yours are both tw lac. Bring mefoure glaiies then. Fab. Where are they? Ang. You (hall not drink 'em here,'tis fupper time, And from my houfe no creature here (hall ftir, Thefe three dayes, mirth (hall flow as well as wine. Fa. Content, within ITe tell you more at large How much I am bound to all, but moft to you, Whofe undeferved liberality Muft not efcape thus unrequited, Jac* 'Tis happinfle to me, I did fo well : Of svery noble aftion, the intent Is to give worth reward, vice, puniftment. 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J - *•!• -t* ft"- . ^ v V V V V" 0/... «* 75 EGGARS BVSH. aA&m Primus, ScaniLj Primtu. Enter a Merchant and Herman. S he then taken ? And brought back even now fir. He was not in difgrace .<* No man more lov'd, (man. Nor more deferv'd it, being the onely That durit be honeft in this Court. We have heard abroad fir, that the State hath differed, A great change, fince the countefTe death. 'Her. It hath fir. Mer. My five yeares abfence, hath kept me a ftranger So much to all the occurrents of my Country, As you fhall bind me forfome Ihort relation To make me under ft and the prefent times. Her-1 muft begin then with a war was made And feven yeares with all cruelty continued Upon our Flanders by the Duke o( Brabant, Thecaufe grew thus: during our Earles minority, Woulfort, (who now ufurps) was employed thither To treat about a match betweene our Earle (treaty And the daughter and Heire of Brabant: daring which TheBrabander pretends, this daughter was Stolne from his Court, by praftice of our State, Though we are all confirmed, 'twas a fought quarrell To lay an unjuft gripe upon this Earledome, Itbeing here beleev'dthe Duke of Brabant Had nofuch lofle. This war upon't proclaim'd, Our Earle, being then a Child, although his Father C70od Gerrard liv'd, yet in refpeft he was Chofen by the Countefle favour, for her Husband And but a Gentleman, and Floriz holding His rightunto this Country from his Mother, The State thought fit in this defensive war, If hlfort being then the only man of marke, To make him Generall. Mer. Which place we have heard He did difcharge with honour. Her. I, fo long, And with fo bleft fuccefles, that the Brabander asrorc'f (his treafm es wafted, and the choyce his beit men of Armes tyr'd, or cut off) 0 kwe the field, and found a bale retreat • ck to his Countrey: but fo broken both 11 minde and meanes, er'e to make head again?, at hitherto he fitts downe by his lofle, • ot daring, or for honour, or revenge game to tempt his fortune. But this Viftory ore broke our State, and made a deeper hurt anders, then the greateft overthrow { ^ teceiv'd: For Woolfort, now beholding rr ,ei e> and a&ions in the flattering glaffe £klfe-defer vings, and that cherilh't by e rong afllirance of his nower* fort <:!l C power, for then , aptaines of the Army, were his creatures, alCfT°n to° at his devotion, nA r indulgence to their rapines 1 p J CI I LilCii 1 c epet bounties, this ftrength too what it could effeft, foone put ir well knowne foone put in practice. As furtherd by the child-hood of the Earle And their improvidcnce,thatmight have peircY Hie heart ot his deiignes, gave him occahon To lieze the whole, and in that plight you find it. Mer. Sir, I receive the knowledge of thus much Asa choyce favour from you Her. Onely I muft add Bruges holds out. Mer. Whether fir, I am going For there laft night I had a (hip put in, And my horle waits me. Exit. Her. I wilhyou a good journey. Enter Woolfort^ Hubert. Wool.Vi/h^Hubert ftealing from me?whodifarrrfdhim, ft was more then I commanded; take your fword, I am beft guarded with it in your hand, I have leene you ule it nobly. Hub- And will turne it On mine owne bofom, ere it fhall be drawne Vnworthily or rudely. IVool. VVould you leave me VVithout a farwell Hubert ? fly a friend Vnwearied in his ftudy to advance you ? VVhat have I evY pofiefled which was not yours? Or either did not court you to command it ? W ho ever yet arriv'd to any grace, Reward or truft from me, but his approaches Were by your faire reports of him prefer^? And what is more I made my lelfe your Servant, In making you the Mafter of thole lecrets Which not the rack ofconfcience could draw from me, Nor 1, when I askt mercy, truft my prayers with; ( Yet after theleaflurances of love, Thefe tyes and bonds of freindfbip, to forlake me, Forlake me as an enemie? come you muft Givemeareafon. ' * Hub. Sir, and fo I will, If 1 may do't in privat: and you heare it. Wjol All leave the roome:you have your will,(et downe And ule the liberty of our firft friendfhip. (vanilh'd Hub. Friendfhip? when you prov'J Traitor firft, that Nor do I owe you any thought, but hate, 1 know my flight hath forfeited my head; And fo I may make you firft understand What a ftrange monfter you have made your fel fe, I welcome it. Wool. To me this is ftrange language. Hub. To you? why what are you? Wool. Your Prince and Mafter, The Earle of Flaunders. Hub. By a proper title, Rais'd to it by cunning circumvention, force, Blood, and profcriptions. Wool. And in all this wifedonie; Had I not reafon? when by Gerrards p'otts I fhould hauc firft been call'd to a ft rict accop How, and which way I had confum'd that malic Of money, as they terme it in the warr, • - * K k 2 Wli ri Sc£na Secunda 1. Mer. "Pis much that you deliver of this Gofvin- 2. Mer. But (hort of what I could,yet have the Coinl it true, and by a generall oath, And not a mai> hazard his credit in it: I He bra res hiniielfe with fiich a confidence As if he were the Matter of the Sea, And not a winde upon the Sailers compaHe, But from one part or other, was his fa&or > To bring him in the beft commodities. Merchant e Ye venturd for: 1. 'Tis Grange, 2. And yet; I Flor. I both can, and will. But not with too much lofle 5 your bill of lading Speakes of two hundred chelts, valued by you At thirty thoufand gilders. 1 will have them | At twenty eight; fo, in the payment of J Three thoufand Aerling, you fall only in | Two hundred pound. 4Mar. You know, they are fo cheape.*—^ ^ j Flo. Why looke you jl'ledeale fairly, thers in prilon, j And at your iuite, a Pirat, but unable To make you fatisfa&ion, and pad hope To live a weeke, if you fhould profecute 1 What you can proveagainli him : fet him frer^ And you (hall have your money to a Stiver, And prefent payment. , ! 4 Mar. This is above wonder, A Merchant of your ranke, that have at Sea So many Bottoms in the danger of | Thefe water-Theeves, lhould be a meanes to fave 'em It more importing you for your owne faiety To beat charge to fcoure the Sea of them Then (lay the (word of Juflice, that is ready To fall on onefo confcious of his guilt j That he dares not deny it. j Flo. You miftake me, If you thinke I would cherifh in this Captaine The wrong he did to you, or any man j I was lately with him, (having firft, from others True teftimony been allured, a man Of more defert never put from the (hore) 1 read hisdetters of Mart from this State granted For the recovery of fuch loffeS, as He had received in Spain*, 'twas that heaim'dat, Not at three tuns of wine, biskct, or beefe, Which his neceffity made him take from you. If he had pillag'd you neare, or funke your (hip, Or thrown your men oVboord, then he defer v d The Lawes extreamed rigour: But iince want Of what hecould not live without, compei'd him To that he did (which yet our htate calls death) I pitty his misfortune, and to workeyon To fome compaflion of them, 1 come up To your own price; fave him, the goods are mine; If not, feekeelfe-where, Ilenotdeaie for them. 4 Mar* Well Sir, for your love, I will once be lead To change my purpofe. Flo. For your profit rather. 4 Mar. Tie prefently make meanes for his difcharge, Till when, 1 leave you. 2 Mar. What do you thinke of this ? 1 Mar. As of a deed of noble pitty: guided i By a ftrongjudgement. 2 Mar* Save you Mafter Gofwin. Flo. Good day to all. 2 Mar. We bring you the refufall Of more Commodities. Flo. Are you the owners Of the (hip that ladnight put into the Harbour? 1 Mar. Both of the Ship, and lading. Flo. What 5 the fraught > 1 Mar. Indico, Qijtcbineel? choife Cbjna fluffs. 3 Mar. And cloath of Gold brought from C ami all. F/o- Rich lading, % For which 1 were your Chapman, but I am Already out of caih. 1 Mar. Pic give you day For the moiety of all* Flo. How long? .... K k ? % Mar. Sbte l> u r nereatter maund on your own pads he faies for. And what they get there., is their owne5 beiides oS Beggars Bujh. Ha ? tis her face : come hither Maid. . Jac. What ha', you Bells for my fquirrell? I ha' giv n Bun meat, You do not love me, do you? eaten me a butter Hy, And Fie love you againe; when'can you tell? Peace, we go a hireling: I (Yiall have a tine thing. Hub. Her voyce too fayes the fame; but tor my head I would not that her manners, were fo chang d, Heare me thou honeft fellow; what s this Mayden, Flo. 'Tis true Sir : what a voyce was here now? This was one palling bell, a thouland ravens Sung in that man now, to prefage my ruines. 2 .Mer.C Flo. They are fo Sir; to hurt 2. Mer. Ha?you had no letters, Lately from England, nor from Denmark? T hat lives amongft you here? Flo. Neither. 2. Mer. This winde brings them;nor no newesover Through Spaine^ from the Straights? Ginck*. Ao,ao, ao, ao. Hub. How? nothing but fignes? Flo. Not any 2. Mer. I am forry Sir. Gin. Ao, ao, ao, ao. Hub. This ftrange, I would faine have it her, but not her thus. Hig. He is de-de-de-de-de-de-deafe, and du-du-dude Hub. Slid they did all fpeak plain ev'n now me thought (foole Flo. They talkemedowne : and as 'tis faid, of Valt^ They fenta feild fought, and do fmell the carkaffcs (dumb Sir. ] By many hundred miles: So do thefe, my wracks Do\t thou know this fame Maid? Sn. W hy, why, why, why, which,/gu, gu,gu,gu, Gods She was bo-bo-bo-bo-bornt at the barne younder, By-be-be-be-be-Bcggars Bufh-bo-bo-Bufh Her name is, My-niy-my-my-my-match;fo was her Mo- mo-mo-Mothers too-too Hub. I underftand no word fhe fayes; how long Has fhe been here? (g0~g0*g0'g0°d luck, Sn. Lo-lo-long enough to be ni-ni-nigled: and fhe ha' Hub. I mu ft be better inform'd,then by this way. Here was another face too, that 1 mark'd O the old mans: but they are vanifh'd all Moft iodainly : I will come here againe, Q, that I were fo happy, as to finde it, v\ hat I yet hope? it is put on. Hem. What meane you Sir, To ftay there with that ftammerer? Hub. Farewell triend, h will be worth returne, to fearch: Come, Proteft us our difguize now, pre'thee Hemski rc\ It we be taken, how do'ft thou imagine " This Towne wil 1 ufe us, that hath ftood fo long Out, againft Woolfort? Hem. Ev»n to hang us forth Upon their walls a funning, to make Crowes meate, If I were not aflur d the Burgom after, And had a pretty skuys, to fee a niece there, I (hould fcarce venture, Hub. Come 'tis now too late Fo Iooke back at the ports : good luck, and enter.Exeunt. Serena Secunda. Enter Florid. Flo. Still blow'ft thou there? and from aH other parts, ■\ 111 A _ n \ . ? i # ^ Do a! I my Agents fieepe? that nothing comes? Ther s a conspiracy ofwindes, and fervants.* I ? not of Elements, to ha5 me breake; What fhould I thinke unleflethe Seas, and Sandes tt . l r it n t n J Had fwallow'd up my (kips? or fire had fpoyhd My ware-houfes? or death devoured my Fafto I niuft ha' had (bme returnes; i. Mer. 'Sane you Sir. Flo. 'Save you. Enter Merchants. i. Mer. No newes, yet 'o your Ships? o.N ot any yet Sir. i. Mer. 'Tis ftrange. At greater diftances:why thy will heaven Come on, and be: yet if thou pleafe, preferve me; But in my owne adventure, here at home, Of my chaft love, to keep me worthy of her, It fhall be put in fcale againft all ill fortunes: I am not broken yet : nor fhould I fall. Me thinkes with lefle then that, that mines all. hi Van. Captaine you are welcome; fo is this your fries: Moft fafely welcome, though our Towne ftand out Againft your Mafter; you fhall finde good quarter: The troth is, we not love him : Megfome wine, Let's talke a little treafon. If we can \ Talk treafon,gain' the Traitors;by your IeavejGentlenK We here in Brugis, thinke he do's ufurpe, ' And therefore I am bold with him. Hub. Sir, your boldnefle, Happely becomes your mouth, but not our eares, While we are his fervants; And as we come here, Not to askequcftions, walke forth on your walls; Viiit your courtes of guard, view your Munition, Aske of your cornc-provifions, nor enquire Into the leaft, as fpies upon your ftrengthes, So let's entreate, we may receive from yon Nothing in paffage or difcourfe, but what We may with gladnefle, and our honefties here, And that fhall feale our welcome. Van. Good : let's drinke then, Mage: fill out, I keep mine old pearleftill Captaine. Mar. I hang faft man. 1 Hem. Old Iewels, commend their keeper,Sir. Van. Heer's to you with a hart, my Captaines friend; With a good heart, and if this make us fpeake Bold words, anon: 'tis all under the Role i i Forgotten : drowne all memory, when we drinke' I Hub. 'Tis freely fpoken noble Burcemafter, He do you right. < Hem. Nay Sir mine heire Van-duntk^ Is a true Statefmen. \ Van. Fill my Captaines cup there, o that your Mafc Had been an honeft man. H»4. Sir? 1 Van. Under the Role. H em. Heer's to you Marget. Mar. Welcom; welcom Captaine. Van• Well faid my pearle (till, % Beggars Bujh. 4—- (fill him his glafle) m Well Taid, my pearl.Ml I, eu»«i And how does my Niece? ^ a woman ; 1 thinke > This friend of mine, firevv along with me, through fo much hazard, Only to fee her: ihe was my errand. Van. I, a kinde Uncle you an That in &ven yeares, could not find leizure. Eietn. No, Irs not lo much. - Vaa. I'le bate you nev'r an houre on t, I was before the BrabanJer gan his war, For moone-foine, i'th water there, his daughter That never was loll ■; yet you could not finde time To fee a Jvinfwoman: But Ihee is worth the feeing Sir. Nowyoil are come, you aske if (he were a woman ? Shee is a woman Sir; fetch her forth Mar get. Exit Marg. And a fine woman, and has Suitors. Hem- How ? What Suitors are they. Van. Bachellors: young Burgers: And one, a gallant, the young Prince of Merchants, We call him here, in Bruges. Hem. How ? a Merchant ? j I thought Van-doncke, you had underftood me better, And my Niece too, to trulted to you by me: Thent'admit offuch in name of Suitors. Vim. Such ? he isfuch a fuch, as were (he mine 1'de give him thirty thoufand crownes with her. Hem.But the fame things Sir, fit not you and me. Exit. Van. Why, give's fome wine, then j This will fit us all: Here's to you (till, my Captains friend: All one: And (fill, would lEoolfort were an honeft man, Under the Rofe, I fpeake it: but this Merchant Is a brave boy: he lives fo,i'thc towne here, We know not what to thinke on him: At fometimes Wefearehewillbe Bankrupts he do's firetch Tenter his credite fo; embraces all, Andtoo't,the winds have been contrary, long. But then, if he lhouId have all his returnes, We thinke he would be a King, and are hzlfefure on't. Your Mafter is a Traytor, for all this Under the Rofe: here's to you ; and ufurps The Earldomeftom a better man. Hiib. I marry Sir, Where is that man ? Van. Nay foft: and 1 could tell you Tis ten to one I would not: here's my hand, [love notlFoolfort: fit you ftill, with that: Here comes my Captaineagaine, and his fine Niece, And ther's my Merchant: view him well, fill wine here. % Enter Hemskjrke, Bertha, and Florez. Hew; You muft not only know me for your Uncle, 1 ow, but obey me; you, goe call your felfe way, upon a dunghill here ? a Merchant ? petty fellow ? one that makes this trade' ? ' It;h oathes and perjuries? Tf.^^^hat is that you fay Sir- lc benie you fpeake of; as your eye eemes todireft: I wifh you would fpeake to me, Sir. Sir, I do fay, fhe is no Merchandize, that fuffice you > Th j^erc^andize good Sir, ough yc be Kinfman to her : take no leave thence Y m?c 0011 tempt; I ever thought Yy Niece above all price. § j Hem. And do fo ftill, Sir, ureyou her rate s at more then you are worth. ou do not know, what a Gentleman's worth fir. Nor can you value him. . Hub. YVell faid Merchant. Van. Nay, Let him alone, and ply your matter. ". .. AGenntleman? What, o' the wool-pack ? or the Sugar-cheft ? Or lifts of Velvet ? which is't ? pound, or yard, You vent your Gentry by ? Hlib. O Remsfyrkg* fye. Van. Come, do not mind em;drink,he is no fVoolfor Captaine, I advifeyou. Hem. Alas, my pretty man, I think t be angry, by its looke: Come hither, Turne this way, a little : if it were the blood Of Charlemaine-y as't may (for ought I know) Be fome good Botchers iffue, here in Bruges. Flo. How ? H em. Nay ; I'me not cert.iine of that; of this 1 am. If it once buy, and fell, its Gentry is gone. F/o.Ha,ha: - • Hem. You are angry, though ye laugh. Flo. No, now 'tis pitty Ofyour poor argument. Do not you, the Lords, Of land (If you be any) fell the grafle, The corne, the ftraw, the milke, the cheefe ? Van. And butter: Remember butter ;doe not leave out butter, (ftor'd wii Flo. The Beefs and Muttons that your grounds are Swine, with the very maft, befidc the woods ? Hem. No, for thofe fordid ufo, we have Tenants, Or elfe ourBayliffs. Flo. Have not we Sir, Chap-men, And Faftors, then to anfwer thefe ?your errour Fetch'd fcom the Heralds A B (\ and fiid over With your Court faces, once an houre, lhall never Make me miftake my felfe. Do not your Lawyers Sell all theirpraftife, as yourPriefts their prayers ? What is not bought, and fold ?The company That you had laft, what had you fort, yftaith ? Hem. You now grow fawcy. Flo. Sure I have been bred Still, with my honeft liberty, and muft ufe it. Hem. Upon your equals, then. Flo. Sir, he that will Provoke me firft, doth make himfelfe my equall. Hem. Do ye heare ? no more. Flo. Yes Sir, this little, I pray you, And't fhall be afide, then after, as you pleaft, You appeare the Uncle, fiir, to her I love. More then mine eyes ; and I have heard your (corns With fo much fcoffing, and fo much fhame, As each ftrive which is greater: But, beleeve me I fuck'd not in this patience with my milke. Do not prefume, becaufe you fee me young, Or caft defplghts on my profeflion For the civility and tamenefle of it. N A good man beares a contumely worle Then he would do an injury. Proceed not To my offence: wrong is not ftill fucceflefu 11, Indeed it is not; 1 would approach your Kinf-womar With all refpe&,done to your felfe and her. Hem. Away Companion.-handlingher ?take that. Flo. Nay, I do love no blows, fir, there's exchange. Hub. Holdiir, * Mar. O murther. Ber. Help, my Gojwin. Mar. Man. Van. Let em alone ;my life for onse. Flo. Nay come LI Flo. For what Sir ? Hem. To the repairing of mine honour, St huit in Flo* Exprefle your way. U] Hem. By fight, and (peedily. ' Flo. Yem have your will: Require you any snore J Hem. That you be fecret: and come Angle. Flo. Iwill. Hem. As you are the Gentlema you would besfes Flo. Without the Conjuration : andTlehring Only my fword, which i will fit toyours^ Fie take his length within. Hem Your place now Sir ? Flo. By the Sand-hills. - Hem. Sir5 nearer to the wood% If you thought fo, were fitter. Fkr. There, then* Hem. good. Your time ? F/^. Twixtfeven and eight. Hem. You'l give nie Sir Caufet® report y©u worthy of my Niece*, Ifyou come,like your'promife. F&.IfJdonot J ■ Let no man think c© call memsworthy firft, Vk doe'c my IHteamd justly wiftyta want'her—* 1 If you have will Hu >. None to offend you, I, Sir. Flo. He that had, thank himfelfmethasid her?yes Anddaipe her. and embrace her; and {would flic Nowgoe with cnej1 bear her through all her race^ Her Father, Brethren, and her Uncles, arme d, And all their Nephews, though they hood a wood Ofpffces,a$id wail o£ Canon - kifle a\e Gertrude 7 Qj^.ke not, feat idfTe me. y^n-d. Rifle hint, girie, I hid yon ; My Merchant royal! $ foare no Ltefcs: hang Hang up all Uncles : Are we £$o£ m Bruges? Under the Ro£e tec? Flo. hi this circle, Love, Thou art as fafe, as Ik a towre «fhaa(fe 9 Let &ck ss do wrong, fearc. V.« Vm. I, tfeat's g®oaa Let ZFvdfort hake za tktt. Fa. Sir. isasrefee ftasds, to 5 if fflHCffi .the laft, myMu&es Enter Kooreif. 13- Ome, Englijb I 2 Stare beer boj ij And drillke me upfey-il 1 Fre>ilkke, anc! fcare nn r\ " 1® fleep wStfeisio it J1 «.€) excellenttewo-pence apiece teyes, % his fame Wool fort ;(^Ivethefeoyg feme drink there. Piper, wetyo • Caolhtell me a way no w, how to .cut off my w :n'i /; >. s . } K/g. -Fleikgye a Song for*. {[& ^enquiries tactta. Was. I Isstit't aio Woolfe rK^-aad my Ememio r<9 <®fy JUB. Ha, ha, ha, by'th mafle this was a fine trick. Prig. A merry Height toy: but now Tie Ihew your Wor- A tricke indeed. (Ihips Big. Marke him well now my Ma Iters. Prig. Here are three balls, Thefe balls (hall be three bullets, One, two, and three: afcentibus malentibus. | Ptsftojbe gone: they are vanilh'd: faire play Gentlemen, Now thefe three,like 3. bullets, from your threenofes Will 1 plucke prefently: feare not, no harme boyes, 1B. Oh, oh, oh. Prig. Recubans fub jerminefagi. 2 P. Ye pull too hard s ye pull too hard. P rig. Stand faire then: Silvertrmtrim-tram. 3 B. Hold, hold, hold. Prig Come aloft bullets three, with a whim-wham: Haveye their moneys ? Hig. Yes, yes. 1B. Oh rare Jugler, 2 B. Oh admirable Jugler, Prig. One tricke more yet; Hey, come aloft: fa^fa^flim^flum^ aradumbis ? Eail,weft,north,fouth,now flye like Jacke with a bumbis. •Vow all your money's gone: pray fearch your pockets. 1B. Humh. 2 B. He, 3 B- The Divell a penny's here. frig. This was a rare tricke. 1B. But twould be a far rarer to reftore it. Prig. Me doe ye that too: looke upon me earneftly, • nd move not any wayes your eyes from this place, "isbutton here: pow,whir, whifs, lhakeyour pockets * B. By th mafie 'tis here againe boyes. «£■ Rdt ye merry ; ^ tl'C'Ce ^aS 0ie- ^ ' V/ a j ®:^takeit3takeit, p x ^0nie drinke too. 1 Not a drop now I thanke you; way, we are difcover d elfe. Enter Gerrardlike a blinde Aquavit6 Exit. -man, and a boy Jinging the Song. Ring out your Cony-skjns, faire maids to me, dndhold 'em faire that I may fee p 5 blew : for your fmalkr skins, Wye. lookjng-glajfes, pins. I0* your whole Coney, beer's ready ready money. Come gentle Jone, do thou begin With thy bla eke, blacke, blackgCony-skjn. And Mary then, and J ane will follow, With their ftlver-bair'd skjns, and their ycllotf. The white Cony-skin,! will not lay by, For though it be faint, tis faire to the eye, \- 7be grey itiswarme, but yet for my money, Give me the bonny, bonny blacky Coney. Come away faire maides,your skjns will decay : Come, and take money maids, put your ware away. Cony-skjns, Cony-skjns, ha veye any Cony-skjns, 1 have fine brace-lets, and fine ftlver fins. Ger. Buy any brand wine, ljuy any brand wine? Boy. Haveye any Cony-skins. 2 B. My fine Canary-bird, ther's a cake for thy wor- i B. Come, fill, fill, fill, fill fuddenly : let's fee Sir, What's this ? Ger. A penny Sir. i B. Fill til ft be fix-pence, A nd there's my pig. Boy. This is a counter Sir. 1 B. A counter ? (lay ye, what are the(e then ? O execrable jugler! o damn'd Jugler! Look in yourhofe, hoa: this conies of looking forward. 3 B. Divell a Dunkirk? ! what a rogue's this Jugler, This hey palle, repaffe, h'as repaft us fweetly. 2 B. Doe ye call thefe tricks. Enter Higgen. Hig. Have ye any ends of gold or fil ver. (copper. 2 B. This fellow cornes to mock us;gold or fil ver ? cry i B. Yes my good friend, - We havee'ne an end of all we have. - Hig. 'Tswell Sir, - You have the lefie to care for: gold and filver. Exit. Enter Prig. (to fel. Exit. Pr.Have ye any old cloaks to fe],have ye any old clokes 1 B. Cloakcs ? looke about ye boyes: mine's gone. 2 B. A -juggle'em ? o' their Preftoes: mine'sgonetoo. 3 B.Here's mine yet. i B. Come, come, let's drink then : more brand wine. Bey. Here Sir. (firip him; i B. If ere I catch your Sow-gelder,by this hand Tie Were ever fooles Co ferkt ? we have two cloakes yet, And all our caps 5 the Divell take thefiincher. All B. Yaw, yaw, yaw, yaw. Enter Hemskjrke. Hem. Good do'n my honeft fellows, You are merry here I fee. 3 B. 'Tis all we have left Sir. Hem. What haft thou? Aquavits? B , ' . H/g. Ther's maggots in your nofe, lie fetch em out Sir. He n. O my head breakes. H/g. The beft thing for the rhewme Sir, That falls into your worffiips eyes. } em. Hold, hold. Ger. Speakethen. Fern I know not what. H/g. It lyes in's braine yet. In lumps it lyes. We tetch it out the fined; What pretty faces the foole makes? heigh! Hem. Hold, Hold, and Me tell ye all,looke in my doublet; And there within the lining in a paper, fou ffiall finde all. Ger. Go fetch that paper hither, And let hint loofe for this time. EnterHubert. Hub. Good ev»n my honeft feiends. Ger. Goodev'n good felloxv. Hub. May a poorehuntfman, with a merry hart, A voyce ffia'1 make the forreft ring about him, Get leave to liveamongftye? trueasffieele, boyes? That knowes all chafes, and can watch all howres, And with my quarter ftaffe, though the Divell bid ffiand, D ale fuch an almes, ffiall makehimroare again? fwalkes Prick ye the fearefull hare through crpffe wayes, ffieepe f" nd force the crafty Reimald climb the quikfetts; Roufe ye the lofty Stag, and with my belDhorne, K?n<* him a knell, that all the woods ffiall mourne him, Till in his funerall teares.he fall before me? The Polcat, Martcrne, and the rich skin'd Lucerne, I know to chafe, the Roe, the winde out-ftripping Ifgrin himfelfe, in all his bloody anger; I canbeate from the bay, and the wild Sounder Single, and with my arm'd ftaffe, turne the Boare, Spight of his fomy tuffies, and thus ftrike him; 'Till he fall downemy feaft. Ger. A goodly fellow. Hub. What mak'ft thou here, ha? Ger. We accept thy fellowffiip. Hub• Hemskjrckj thou art not right I feare, I feared^ Enter Ferret, a letter* Fer. Here is the paper: and as he faid we found it. Ger, Give me it, 1 ffiall make a ffiift yet, old as lam To finde your knavery : you are fent here, Sirra T o difcover certaine Gentlemen, a fpy-knave And if ye finde 'em, If not by perfwalion To bring 'emback, by poyfon to difpateh 'em. Hub. By poyfon, ha? Ger. Here is an other, Hubert; What is that Hubert Sir? H em. You may perceive there. Ger. I may perceive a villany and a ranke one, Was he joyffd partner of thy knavery? Hern. No. He had an honeft end, would I have had fo, Which makes him fcapefuch cut throates. Ger. So it feemes, t or here thou art commanded; when that Hubert Has done his beft and worthieft: fervice, this way T o cut his throat, for here he's fet downe dangerous, Hub. This is moft impious. Ger. I am gl ad we have found ye, Is not this true? Hem. Yes? what are you the better; Ger. You fhall perceive Sir, ere you get your ffedome Take him afide, and friend, we take thee to us. Into our company, thou dar'ft be true unto us? j Hig. 13 and obedient too? Hub. As you had bred me. Ger. Then take our hand;thou art now a fervanttot Welcomhimall. Hig. Stand off, ftand off.TIe do it, We bid yee welcome three wayes; firft for your perfon. Which is a promiling perfon, next for your qualify ] Which is a decent, and a gentle quality, Laft for the frequent meanes you have to feed us, You can fteale 'tis to beprefum'd. Hub. Yes, venfon, Or if I want—— Hig. Tis well you underftand right, And ffiall learne dayJy:you can drink too? Hub. Soundly. Hig. And ye dare know a woman from a weat Hub. Yes, if I handle her. Ger. Now fweare him. Hig. You are welcom Brother. (k All. Welcom, welcom, welcom, but who ffialinave Of this fellow? Hub. Thank ye friends, And I befeech ye, if you dare but truft me;^ f or ii I have kept wilde doggs and beaftes for wonder? And made 'em tame roo:give into my cufiody This roaring rafcall 1 (hall hamper him, With all his knacks and knaveryes, and I feare me Di (cover yet a further villany in him; O he fmells ranck 7oth rafcall. Ger. Take him to thee, But if he fcape - f Sctena quart a. Enter Floriz. and Bereha orima Enter Floriz,. and4. Merchants (you Flo. i T THy Gentlemen,'tis but 3 week more I intreat V V But 7,. Ihort daies, I am not rimnig from ye, Nor, if you give me patience, is itpoihble All my adventures £*i]e; you have ihips abroad, Endure the beating both of winde, or weather: I am lure 'twould vexyour hearts., to be protelled Ye are all faire jyierchaqts, _ • ^and n^h l-avef lire play ; There is no lying here elfe, one howres failing Failesus of all our friends, of all our credits: For my part I would Hay; but my wants tell nae, I muft yvrong.Qthei^ ip't. Fl°- No mercy in ye? 2. Mer. 'Tis fool ilh to depend on others mercy: Keepe your felfe right, and even,cut your cloth Sir, According,tp your calling : .y°u have livdhere In Lordlike prodigality; lugh, ^nd .jpen,^ And now ye finde what 'tis: the 1 ibera 1 1 lpendi tig The funimer of your youth, wEieli you (Taould glearve in, I And like the labouring Ant, make ufe and gaine of, Has brought this bitter ftonny winter on ye, And now you cry. 3. Mer. Alas before your poverty, We were no men, qf no njarke, 110 endeavour; Ger. Heaven bleffe ye an Scena Secunda % * & Enter Hubert. F/o- Why foone fir ? Van-d. Why when you have her in your armes, this My boy (he is thy wife (^nighc Flo. With all my hart 1 take her. Van-d. We have prepard, all thy friends will be there, And all my Roomes fiball fmoake to fee the revell; Tliou halt been wrong'd and no more fhall my feruice, Waite oh the knaue her Vncle,! have hard all, All his baites for my Roy,but thou fhalt have her; Haft thou difpatclft thy buiinelle? Flo. Mod. Van-d. By the mafle Boy, ft hou tumbled now in wealth,and I joy in it, Thou art the beft Boy,that Bruges ever nourifh d Thou haft beefi fad, fie cheere thee up with Sack, And when thou art lufty Tie fling thee to thy Miftris. Sh ee'l hug thee, firha. c Flo. 1 long to fee it, I had forgot you : thefs for you my friends : You had but heavy burthens, commend my love To my beft love, all the love I have To honeft Claufe, fhortly I will thanke him better- Exit Hig. By the mafle a royall Merchant, Gold by the handfull, here will be fport,foone Frig. Frig. It partly feemes fo,and here will I be in a trice- Hig. And 1 boy, . Away a pace we are look"d for. Frig. Oh thefebakftJ meates, Me thinkes I fniell them hither, Hig. Thy mouth waters- Exeunt« Sc<£na Tertia Higgen0 and Frig Serena Enter Hubert . Hub. TMuftnoc, Hem J. JL Why?'tis in thy power to do it, and in mine To reward thee to thy wifties. Hub. I dare not, nor I will not. Hew. Gentle Huntfman, Though thou haft kept me hard; though in thy duty, Which is require! to do it, th haft uted me ftubbornly; I can forgive thee freely. Hub. You the Earles fervant. Hemf. 1 (weare I am neare as his owne thoughts to him. Able to doe thee—-—— ( • • bfu Hub. Come, come, leave your prating. Hemf. It thou dar ft but try. Hub. I thauke you hartily, you Will be 1 he iirit man that will hang rne, a fweet recompenCe, I could do,but I do not fay I will, ft o any honeit fellow that would thinke on»t; And be a benefaftor. ^ HetfK It it,be not reconvened, and to thy owne deftres, If within theietendayes 1 do not make thee* * Hub. What, a fa!fe knave? Hemf Prethee,pretheeconcei/e me rightly,any thing Of profit or of place that may advance thee. Hub. Why what a Goofecap would'ft thou make me, Do not I know that men in tniicry will protnife Any thing, more then their lives can reach at? Hemf. Releeve me Huntfman, There (hall notonefhort filiable That comes from me,pafle " Without it»s full performance. H^.SayyoufoSir? _ Mm ; Have My honeft, my beft friend, I have been carefull To fee thy monys Ger. Sir, that brought not me, Do you know this Ringagaine? Flo.. Thou hadit it of me. (the Ger. And do you well remeber yet,the boone you gave Upon returne of this? Flo. Yes, and I grant it, Be it what it will.-aske what thou can'ft, I ledoic; Wi thin my power. Ger. Ye are not married yet Flo. No, Ger. Faith 1 fhall aske you that that will difturb ye, But I muft put ye to your promife. F lo. Do, And if I faint and flinch iri*t Ger. Well faid Mailer, ' And yet it grieves me too : and yet it muft be. Flo. Prethee diftruft me not. Ger. You muft not marry, That's part of the power you gave me: which to riiake tip, You muft prelently depart, and follow me. Flo Not marry Claufe**. Ger. Not if you keep your promife, And give me power to aske. - Flo- Pre'thee thinke better, I will obey, by heaven. Ger. 1 have thought the beft Sir. Flo. Give me thy realon? do'ft thou feare her honefty? Ger. Chafte as the yce, for any thing 1 know,Sir. Flo. Why IhoukTlt thou light on that then?to what ! Ger. I muft not now difcover. (purpofe? j Flo. Muft not marry? j Shall I breake now when my poore hart is pawned? j When all the preparation? Ger. Now or never. (fright me I Flo. Come, 'tis not that thou woukFfhthou dolt but Ger. Upon my foule it is Sir, and I binde ye. Flo. Claufe, can'ft thou be fo cruell? Ger. You may breake Sir, But never more in my thoughts, appeare hoftefh . F/o. Did'ft ever fee her? Ger. No: \ ( Flo. bheisfucha thing,' < - ] 0 Clanje, (he is fuch a wonder, fuch a mirror, For beauty, and faire vertue,Europe has not: j Why haft thou made me happy, to undo me? But looke upon her: then if thy heart relent not, Fie quit her prefendy, who waites there? Ser. within. Sir. Flo. Bid my faire love come hither, and the company, Pre'thee be good unto me; take a mans hart And looke upon her truly: take a friends hart And feele whatmifery muft follow this, Ger. Take you a noble hart and keep your promife $ 1 forfooke all I had, to make you happy. Enter Bertha. Van-doncky and the refi Merchants. Can that thing calFd a woman, flop your goodnefle? Flo. Looke there (he is,deale with nie as thou wilt now Did'ft ever fee a fayrer? Ger. She is moft goodly, r , Flo. Pray ye ftand full. Ber. What ayles my love? F/o Did'ft thou ever, - , / • 71 By the faire light of heaven, behold a fleeter? j O that thou knew'ft but love, or ev£* felt him, Looke well, looke narrowly upon her beauties. (lb. i„ Mer. Sure h'as fome ftrange deiigne in hand, he ftarts Mm 2 • ~ 2. Mer. This 1 k^riTpaflmg well, 1 both beleeve and joy in t j -11 hp ready ; keepe you here themeane while, M 1 L his in51 muft a while forlake ye, !*r mine anger no man ftir, this two.houres. PC Not W the wedding fir > ' eer- Not any whither, u Tlie wedding muft be feene fir; we want meat too, VV&onltrou* out o f meat. m. Shall itbefpoken, fact Capon (hak't their tailes at's in Chance? V a M.rkev toombs luch honorable monuments, SS .it,that the PerionsJelte would envy, Andoeintie Ducks ? Cer Not a word more, obey me. Exit Ger. Hig. Why thencome dolefull death,this is flat tyrany And by this hand-- Hai. What ? H/>. He goe fleepe upon t. Exit Hig. Frt Nay, and there be a wedding,and we wanting Farewell our happie daies: We doe obey lir. Exeunt • Scam Sluinta. V Inter two young Merchant r ! i. Mer. Well met fir, you are for this lufty wedding. I 2. Mer. I am fo, fo are you I take it. | iMcr.Y es, And it much glads me, that to doe him (ervice Who is the honour of our trade, and lulter, VVe meet thus happily. 2. Mer. He's a noble fellow, I And well becomes a bride of fuch a beauty. I i. Mer She is palling faire indeed, long may their loves Continue like their youths, in fpring ot iweetneile, I All the young Merchants will be here j No doubt oivt, For he that comes not to attend this wedding The curfe of a moft blind one fall upon him, Alowdwifc,anda lazie : here's Vanlockj Enter Vanlock^and Francis. Vanl Well overtaken gentlemen : lave ye. (erf, i. Mer. The fame to you lir 5 fave ye faire Miftris Fran- I ivould this happie night might make you bluifi too. Vanl Shedreames a pace, Fran. That's but a drowfie fortune. 3. Mer. Nay take us with ye too 3 we come to that end, I am fure ye are tor the wedding. Vanl.Hand and heart man : And what their feet can doe, I conld have tript it Before this whorfon gout Enter Gerrard. Ger. Blefle ye Mafters. ( Mailer, Vml. Claufet how now Claufe?thou art come to lee thy (And a good mailer he is to all poore people) In all his joy, tis honeftly don of thee. Ger. Long may hee live itejbut my bufinelfe now is If you would plafe to doe it, and to him coo. Enter Florez. Vanl. He's heere himfelfe. F lo. Stand at the doore my friends ? pray walke in: Welcome faire Miuris Francis^ boule affords, tiler's a young Lady v V ill bid you welcome, Vanl. VVe joy your happinefie. Exit Flo. I hope It will be fo: Claufe nobly welcome, Q2 Beggars Bujb. - over his plea- I There's one leg in the wood, do not pull backward: 2 Afer. This Beggar has a ftrong power ^ j Whar a Cwe.Arp one on^s are ;n, vou or \ > Flo. View all her body. Ger. 'Tis exaft and excellent. . , Flo. Js (hea thing then to be loft thus lightly ? Her mind is ten times fwceter, ten times nobler, And but to heare her (peak, a Paradife, And fuch a love (he beares to mr, a chafte love, A vertuous, faire,and fruitfull love ; 'tis now too I am ready to enjoy it; the Prieft rjady ; CUk[e> To fay the holy words fhallmakeus happy, This is a cruelty beyond mans ftudy , All thefe are ready, all our joyes are ready, And all the expectation of our friends, T will be her death to do it. Ger. Let her dye then. Flo. Thoucanft not; 'tis impoflible. • . Ger. Itmtift be. Flo.'Twill kil me too/twil murder me;by heaven Clauf Me give thee halfe I have j come thou (halt (ave me. Ger. Then yon mult goe with me: I can ftay no longer If ye be true, and noble. Flo. Hard heart, tic follow : Pray ye all goe in againe, and pray be merry, I have a weighty buiineffe, give my cloake thereo Enter Servant (with a Cloal^e.) Concerns my life, and ftatc} make no enquiry, This prefent houre befaln me; with the fooneft ! (hall be here againe: nay pray goe in Sir, And take them with you, tis but a night loft, Gentlemen. Van. Come, come in, we will net loofe our meat yet, Nor our good mirth, he cannot flay long from her I am fure of that. ; . , Flo. I will not ftay; beleeve Sir. Gertrude a xvord with you ; Ber. Why is this (top. Sir? (Cure j What a fweate one on's are in, you or I > Pray God it do not prove the plague; yet fure It has infe&ed me s fori fweat too, It runs out at my knees, feele, feele, I pray you. Ber. W hat ailes the fellow ? . '" !I Boor. Hark, hark I befech you, Doe you heare nothing ? . her. No. Boor. Lyft : a wilde hog, ; He grants; now 'tis a beare: this wood is full oLem 1 And now, a wolfe Miftris, a wolfe a wolfe, ' It is the howling of a wolfe. Exit. Flo. I have no more time left me^ but to kifle thee, And tell thee this, I am ever thme:farewell Wench. Exit. Be. And is that a!! your ceremony ?Is this a wedding? • Are all my hopes and prayers turnd to nothing / Weil, I will fay no more, nor figh, nor forrow 5 oh me, Till to thy face I prove thee felfe. Exit. AChis Quintus, Scasna Prima. Enter Bertha and a Boore. Ber 1 ' (thou make LEad, If thou thinkft we are right; why doll ("way fheft often ftands?thou faidlt thou knewftthe loo Fsar nothing, I doe know itrwould twere home- 2 er. Wrought from me, by a Beggar?ac the time (ward. That mo ft fhould tye him?Tis fome other Love That hath a more command on hisaffefHons, And he that fetcht him, adifguifed Agent, Not what he perixmated ; for his fa(hion Was more familiar with him, and more powerful! Then one chat ask'd an almesrlmuft finde out ©HP, k no¥f>otfi : kind darknefle be my (hrowd And cover loves too curious fearch in me," For vet, feifpition, I would not name thee. Boor. Miilris, it grows fome-what pretty and dark. Ber. What then ? ' 1 '' Boor. Nay, nothing; do not thinke I am afraid, ' Alt hough perhaps you are. '* ?:i< "■ ' Ben I am not; ^ won* uon> isau l| T T 11 \\ 11 Li 1m Hi A Bcr. The braying of an aile, is it not. Boor. Oh, now one has me $ Oh, my left ham, farewell. ;; 9 Ber. Looke to your (ban kes, Your breech is fate enough, the wolfe's a Fern-brake. Boo. But fee, fee, fee. There is a ferpent in it, It has eyes as broad as platters, it (pits tire j Now it creeps towards us, help me to fay my prayers; It hath fwallowed me almoft, my breath is ftopt, I cannot fpeake j do I (peake Miftris? tell me. B*r. Why, thou timtrous Sot, canlt thou perceive Any thing uhebufb, but a poore glo-worme ? N Bco. It may be tis but a glo-worm now, but "twill Grow to "a tire-drake preferitly. Ber. Come thou from it ;■. I have a precious guide ofyou ;and a courteous That gives me leave to lead my felfe the way thus. Boor. It thunders, you Keare that now. Ber. I heare one hollow. Boo. 'Tis thunder, thunder: See, a fiafh of Lightning: Are you not blaited Miltris > pull your maske off, It has plaid the barber with me here : I have lolt My beard, my beard, pray God you tc not (haven, 'Twill fpoile your marriage Miltris- Ber. What (trange wonders, Feare fancies in a Coward ? Boor. Now, the earth opens. Ber. Prethee nold thy peace. Boor. Will you on then ? Ber. Both love and jealoufie have made me bold, Where my fate leads me, 1 mo ft goe. Boor. God be with you then. Enter IVoolfort, Hemskfrhf* Primcu. Enter Richardo and Viola. Et as make ufe of this ftolne privacy, j And not loofe time in proteftation,miftris, % For twere in me a kind of breach of faith, To fay againe I love you. Vio• Sweet fpeake foftly tor though the venture of your love to me, Ljeetes with a willing, and a full returne; Should it arrive unto my Fathers knowledge; hefe were our la it difcourfb. Rid). How fhall he know it? Viol. His watehing cares arefuch, for ray advancement, hat every where his eye is fix'd upon me: his night that does afford us fome fmall freedom, t the requeft and much entreaty s- he iniftris of the houfe,was hardly given me : Iffor I am neverfufferd to ftir out, Jut he hath fpies upon me, yet I know not You have fo won upon me, that could I thinke would love faithfully (thou ~ death) I fhould adventure on his utmoft anger. Rich. Why,do you thinke I can be falfe? Vio. No faith, • ob have an honeft face, but if you fhould Rich. Let all the ftored vengeance«of heavens juftice Vio. No more, I do believe you, the dance ended, Vhich this free womans ghefts have vow'd to have Ere they depart,! will make home, and ftore me Vith all the Iewells, Ghaines,and gold are trufted Unto my cuftody, and at the next corner, Tomy Fathers houfe, before one at the fartheft, Be ready to receive me. Rich.Ideiire • \ .. ' ..•> No bond beyond your promife, let's go in, To talkethus much before the doore,may breed, Sufpition. Entei Mercury and Antonio talkj ng. Viol. Here are company too. Rich. Away, . - hofe powers that profper true and honeft loves W ill bleffe our undertakings. Vio. Tis my wifh Sir. Exit Rich and Viol. Mer. Nay,Sir,excu(e me,I havedrawne you to, oo much expence already in my travell: And you have been to forward in your love; To make my wants your owne, allow me manners ^ hich you muft grant I want, fhould I encreafe, The bond in which your courtifyes have tide me ; be frill confuming you, give me leave u,° ta^e m!ne owne wayes now; and 1 fhall often it'1 willingnefle come to vint you,and then thanke you. Ant. By this hand I could be angry, what do you thinke Juit we that have fo long time, beene as one (me ? eeneCityes, Countryes, Kingdomes, and their wonders -ene bedtel!owes,and in our various journey W And c e Here 2. Carriers at 2. feverall wayes, iplenient, or cerimony/ you) 1 In travelers that know tranfalpine garbes, Though our deiigues are neere fo lerious, friend, It were a capitall crime; it muft not be. Nay what is more, you fhall not, you ere long Shall fee my houie, and finde what 1 call mine Is wholly at your fervice. Mer,.'Tis this tires me, Sir 1 wereeafily woo'd if nothing elfe But my will lay in the choyce, but 'tis not fo My friends and kindred that have part of me, And fuch on whom my chiefeft hopes depend, luftly expeft the tender of my love After my travell, then mine owne honefty Tells me 'tis poore,having indifferent meanes To keep me in my quallity and rank, At my returne to tire anothers bounty, And let mine owne grow lufty, pardon me. Ant. I will not, cannot, to conclude I dare not ; Can any thing confer'd upon my friend Be burthenfome to me? for this excufe Had I no reafon elfe you fhould not leave me, By a travellers faith }ou (hould not, I havefaid, And then you know my humour, ther's no contending. Mer. Is there no way to fcape this Inundation? I fhall be drown'd with folly if I go: And after 9. dayes men may take me up, With my gall broken. Ant. Are you yet refolv'd? Mer. Wood you would fpare me. Ant. By this light I cannot By all, that may be fworne by. 1 Mer. Patience helpe me. And heaven grant his folly be not catching; If it be,the townes undone, I now would give A reafonablefum of gold to any fhcri ff, That would but lay an execution on me, And free me from his company; while he was abroad, His want of witt and language kept him dumbe; But Balaam's Affe will fpeake now without fpurring. - Ant. Speake, have I won you? Enter Servant and Muftiian. Mer. You are not to be reilfted. Ser. Bj ready I entreat you the dance done, Belides a liberall reward I have, A bottle of fherry in my power (hall beget New crotchets in your heads. Mufit. Tufh feare net us, wee'le do our parts. Ser. Go in, Ant. 1 know this fellow* Belong you to the houfe? ser. I ferve the Miftris. 1 Ant. Pretty, and Ihort, pray you fir then informe her, Two Gentlemen are covetous to be honour'd, With herfaire prefence. Ser. She fhall know fo much. This is a merry night with us, and forbid not Welcom to any that lookes like a man : N n r c- 1 t i I TheC oxco yd. we man naye raine anatnunaer., doy. j Pom\ When fir? ,wobniv/1 w Vb. I cannot tell, but fure we (hall,boy. Draw. The Gent, is wine ivife. . Here fir. - • * I # \ F/>. Can you procure ? c / Draw- What iir ? \ N Vber. A whore or two or three a$ need fhall ferve5 boy? SiL I, a good whore were worth money, boy. Draw-1 proteft fir we are all t^ether unprovided. Kic.The mor's the pitty3boy3can you not vize us where jPmw?. Neither, in troth fir. (my child ? - Peel. Why ildiere were you brought up boy ? no jugling of a whore? no ayme my boy? , 11; i Vber. It cannot miK in riiy headjjow,that thoumiouldit marry, why Wi thoLiiwrry, tell nie> . Rich. I marry? He be hang'd hri^r» fome more wine boy. t- 5 Si I.Is the Ho£a'whore tranUatecfi^ (he be Jets repaire to j her. " / oibi/. v ". Kic. I cannot tell, flie may be an offejnder^.hut figmor Silvio I fhall fcratch your headjn3eed I fhall. * ! Secundus Scena Enter Mercury. 02 The Coxcombe I know 1 am flefti and blood. M r. For wronging you . z and yoU have done me friendlhips infinite and often, t lat m"li require me honed and a true man, and I will belo or flebreake my heart. # \ Anu Why, you may (lay for all thi.^me thinks. And who can help it?mud it begin fb needs Sir> thinke agen. Ye r Mer. No, though I wood be good 1 it fafe to try mee,1 deale plainely Ant. Come,! dare try you,do the bed you can. Mer. You lhall not when I am right agen,1'le come and fee you.till when,rie ufe all Countryes and all meanes,but I will loofe this folly, 'tis a Divell. Ant. Is there no way to day you? Mer. No, unles you will have me fuch a villaine to you as all men lhall fpit at mee. Ant Do's (he know you love her? Mer- No 1 hope not, that were recompence fit for a Pvogue to render her. Ant. If ever any had a faithfull friend I am that man, and I may glory in't, this is he, that ifje, he that pafles all Chriftendome for goodneffe, hee (hall not overgo me in his friendfhip twere recreant and bale, and I'le be hang'd tirft, I am refolv'd,go thy wayes,a wife fhall never part us, I have confider'd and I finde her nothing to fuch a friend as thou art; 1'le fpeakeabold word, take your time and woe her, you have overcome me cleerely, and do what's ittingwith her, Ant Yes marry mud it,and 1 my felfe will Woetfe man for you, do you perceive it now? ha? Mer. Yes now I have a little fight i'th matter- no faint,nor is | thy head (hould be fo mondrous,that al thy Servants may hang upon't! but do youmeane to dothjs? r Ant. Yes certaine, I will woeher,and for ydu l i o mee. fave her ; by this light, ne're dare upon me fori will not iye from it, if you had fpoken fooner, fore you had bin ferv'd; Sir, you are not every man, rtow to your taske, I ive you free leave, aijd the finne is mine if there be any a V ' - < / ujpt. w ^ „ Mer. Hee will be hang'd before he makes this good, hee cannot be fo innocent a Coxcombe, he can tell ten fure, if I had never knowneyou as 1 have done, 1 might be one, as others perhaps fboner, but now 'tis impollible ther's coo much good betweene us. Ant. Well thou art een the bed man-—I can fay no more, Iam,fo over joy'd, you mud day this night, and in the morning go as earely as you pleafe, 1 have a toy for you. Mer. 1 thought this pill would make you ficke. Ant But where you meane to be I mud have notice, And it mud be hard by too, do you marke me? Mer. Why? what's the matter? : Ant There is a thing in hand. Mer. Why? what thing? ^ Ant. A found one,if it take right,and you be not peevifh We two will be- you would little thinke it,as fa¬ mous for our friendfhip Mer. How? v , -. i ( ,T J Ant if God pleafe,as ever Damon was and Pytheas or Py- lades, and Ore/fex, or any two that ever were: do you con¬ ceive me yet? • lifter. No h Ant. You 1 >y my troth Sir; he will not help me up fure. n i. c ^al! anon, and for our names, I thinke they lhal live after us,and be remember'd while there is a dory; or 1 looie my airne. Mer W hat a vengeanceailes hee? how do you? n_ u?lU- ^dh,wee two wilbe fuch friends as the world fhall ring off Mer. And why is all this? Ant> You (hall enjoy my wife. < Mer. Away, away. Ant. The wonder muft begin/o I have caft it, 'twill be °irrafootei'"ti XI,I.. juU, llnve. I again (tit, 'tis the overthrow of the beft plott that. txroe k 0 you y was then. Mer. Nay Me afliire you Sir,I'Ie do no harme, too much about you of your owner Ant. Have you thought of a place yet ? I Mer. A place? Ant. I a place where you will bide, pre'thee po this modedy, 'tis foolifh,and we were not determindet abfolute friends indeed, 'twere tolerable. Mer. I have thought, and you fhall heare from me. Ant. Why? this will gaine me everlafting gloryfiU the better of him, th at's my comfort, good night. [, Mer. Good night, well go thy wayes, thou arttfc died wittall thi^ day I thinks a boye ground, and yet end for all this mud bee mottly. n Timber >rvitb a cord, andDorathy,' bitter cold;aplaeue upon thefe how wary they are growne? not a doore open row, double bard, not a window, but up with a cafe ofm like a {pice box , and their locks unpickable, the vc fmithes that were halfe venturers, drink penitent fingleAle, this is the Iron age, the Ballad fingsof^ (hall meet with fonie of our looie Linnen yet, goodfcj low7es mud not darve; heer's he fhall fheW you Go: mighties dog bolts, if th is hold. || Dorarby.Faith thou art but too merciful!., that's i fault thou art as fweete a thiefe, that fin excepted t fiifferd, that's a proud word and I'le maintained. Tincky Come prethee let's (hogg off, & brouzeanb eror two, ther's ale will make a Cat fpeake, at thefe row, we fhall get nothing now, without we battel,: growne too neefe morning, the Rogues fleep fobei are watchfully . A < Dor it. Wee want a Boy extrea'mely for this L kept under for a yeare,vvith milke and knott-gra(fe;ii time 1 have feene a boy do wonders Robbin the red® er had a boy Refi his foule he fiifferd this eifne 4.yeares two fpoones,& a Pewter Candleftick,that fvvect maul a Boy as I am Curdend Whore, would have run th a Cat hole, he wold have boulted foch a peece off in an evening' j Tinck,. Well, we will have a Boy, prethee let? go, vengeance cold I tell thee. • - - ■ 91 0 _ v Doritby. He be hang'd before I dirr without fontefj chafe by thefe ten bones, Pie turne (lie ape and untiij houfe, but Me have it,it may belhavean humour? hang'd, I cannot tell - 1 ^ Enter Viola, TinePeace, you flead whore, thou had a mouth 5: Bloodhounde, heere comes a night fhade. Rorit. A Gentlewoman whore, by this darkened cafe her to the skin. th an w Tincl{. Peace 1 fay. Viola. What feare have I endured this difmall And what difgrace if I were feene and knovvne? In which this darkenefle, onely is my friend, That onely has undone me; a thoufand curfes igh M^r WJUit j .i .. . 1 liaLUIlciynasunaoneme;atnrouianac thereisnomerrvmV113?^0 i th/s Wretched fellow? Light on my eafy, foolifh childifh,love, ble of a^ him, he is not capa- That durd fo lightly lay a confidence ^1 1 In courfe be a Cuckold, | Upon a man, fo man y being falfe;1 . The C oxcombe. 104 VaL Thou can ft in a Chamber. Vio. In a Chamber fir. Vdl. I meanewaite thereupon a Gentlewoman, How quick fhe is, I like that mainely too; lie have her, though I kcepe her with maine ftrength like a beiieged towne, tor 1 know I (hall have the enemy afore me within a weeke. Viol. Sir I can fow too, and make pretty laces, Drefle a head handfome, teach young gentlewomen, For in all the(e I have a little knowledge. VaL Tis well, no doubt I (hall encreafe that know¬ ledge; ! like her better (till, how (he provokes me; pritty youngmaid you (hall lerve a good Gentlewoman,though I fay "t that will not be unwillingyou (hould pleafe mte, nor 1 forgetful 1 if you doe. Viol I am the happier. VaL My man (hall make fome {hift to carry you behind him, can you ride well? Viola. But Me hold fad for catching of a fall. VaL That's the next way to pull another on you, Tie worke her as I go I know (hee's wa x, now, now, at this time could 1 begett a worthy on this wench. (tenfold. Viol. Sir for this Gentlenefle, may heaven requite you VaL Tis a good wench however others ufe thee,be fine I'le bee a loving mafter to thee, come. Exeunt. Enter Antonio like anlrijb Footman, with a letter. Ant. 1 hopel am wilde enough for being knownel have writ a letter here, and in it have abus'd myfelfe mod bitterly, yet all my f eare is not enough,for that mult do it, that mult: lay it on. Me win her out i'th flint,'twill be more famous, now for my language. Enter Servingman. Ser. Now Sir who would you fpeake with? (her. Ant. Where be thy Maftres man ? I would fpeake with 1 have a letter. St r. Cannot I deliver it? Ant. N o by my trot and fait can ft thou not man. Ser. Well Sir I'le call her to you, pray (hake your eares without a little. Exit. Servingman. Ant. Cran a Cree do it quickly; this rebbell tonge fticks in my teeth vvorfe then a toughe hen, fure it was nere knowne at Babell, for they foul'd no apples, and.this was made for certaine at the firft planting of Orchards 'tis fo crabbed. Enter. JVife, and[ervingman. Mar. W hats he wood fpeake with me ? Ser. A kill kenny ring, there he ftands Madam. Mar. What would you have with me, friend ? Ant. He has a letter for other women,wilt thou read it. Mar. From whence i Ant■ De Crofle creeft from my Mafter. Mrtr. Who is your Mafter ? Ant. I pray do you looke. Mar. Doe you know this fellow ? Ser. No Maddamnotl; more then an Irifh footman (land further friend , I doe not like your roperunners, what ftallion Rogues are thefe, to weare fuch dovvfetts, the very Cotton may commit adultery. Mar. I cannot find whole hand this (hould be, lie reade, to the beauteous wife of Von Antonio,, fure this is fome blind fcrib well now what follovves ? Ant. Pray God it take, I have given her, that will ftirr her confcience, how it workes with her; hope if it be thy will let thefle(h have it. - AJar. Tn is is the moftabhood, mtollerable knavery, thatcver (lave entertain'd, fure there is more then thine t ownehead in this villany, it goes like praftic'd mifcheife, 'ifabled in his body? o good God,as I live he lyes feare- fully, andbalely, 'ha? I fhould know that Iewell3'ti- husband, come hither fhat,are you an Irifh man? J " Ant. Sweete woman a Cree i am an Irifh man. I Mar. Now I know it perfeftly;isthis your trick S mam this Gentle Ant. Pleafe thee a little day, o my Mac rffrrnqripJ to my maftree, 'tis don I know. Mar. By ftiy faith he fpeakes as well as If he had Joufiy for the language a yeare or two; well Sir,you, bin better have kept your owne fhape as I will nfey what have I don that (hould delerve this tryall, Iu r made him cuckold to my knowledge, Sirrah comity Ant. Now will (he fend fome Iewell, or fome ]; 1 know herminae as well;I (hall be famous. f V f Mar. Take this Irifh bawde heere. Ant. How? Mar. And kicke him till his breeches and breechbe^ one colour a bright blew both. Ant. 1 may be weU fwing'd thus, for I dare ncJt rev my felfe, I hope fhee does not meane it, o hone 0 hot:. Sc. Patricke, o a Cree, o fweet woman. 1 V \ Mar0 No turne him and kick him o tother fide,t„ Ant. o good waiting man, i befeech thee goodwaiti] man, apoxfyreyourleggs. _ LNHi Mar. Ypu Rogue you enimy to all, but littleb how darft thou come to me with fuch a letter? ;h for me, if I win her yet, I am ftill more glorious. Mar. Now could I weep at what I have don,but I harden my hart agen, go (hut him up, 'till myhiis comes home,yet thus much ere ye go,firrah thatchd would'ft not thou be whipt & think it juftice? well vit£ Barrell, 1 will bounce you. Ant. i pray do, i befeech youjbe not angry. I 4 and troflers made of thy skin to tumble in, go a wajt him, let him fee no fun, 'till my husband comeht b 1 v C fir I (hall meet with you for your knavery,! feare itnot Ant AN ilt thou not let mee go?I do not like this. Mar- Away with him. Servingman. Come Pie lead you in by your lackea. haire, go quietly or fie make your crupper cracke — V^y 4* ^ ^ 4 # Mar. And do you heare me firrah? and when you done, make my Coach ready. Serving. Yesforlboth. Exit. Servingman witbM Mar. Locke himupfafe enough I'le to this Gent! I know the rea (on of all this bufinefie, for I do fufptR If he have this plott. Me ring him fuch a peale, fhall^ his eares deafe for a monethat leaft. Enter Ricbardo. Ric. Am I not mad?can this weake temper d head. That will be mad with drink,endure the wrong That 1 have done a virgin and my love? Be mad, for fo thou ought'ft, or I will beate The walls and trees, dovvne with thee, and will to I Either thy memory out or madnefle in, But fure Ineverlov'dfaireZ/Wd: A 1 never lov'd my Father nor my Mother, Or any thing but drinke;had I had love; Nay, had I knowne fo much charity. As would have fav'd an Infant from the fire, b: it :!ei I had bin naked, raving in the ftreet: With halfe a face,ga(hingmy felfe with knives, Two howers ere this time. 0 Enter Pedro, Siluio, V her to. Ped. Good morrow Sir. & :f Ricb.Good morrow Gentlemen,lhal we go drin^ ' 1Hob'. Where/where ? fpeake quickly. Ser. Searching in the .Suburbs, we found a Tinker and his whore, that had in it a fap-houfe,whom we apprehen¬ ded, and they confeft they hole it fiom her. Rich. And murthered her? Sil. What aile you Man? Rich* Why all this doth not make me mad. Sil. It does, you would not offer this elfe, good Pedro looketo hisfword. Ser. They do deny the killing of her, but fwore they left her tyed to a tree, in the fields, next thofe Suburbs - that are without our Ladies gate, neer day, & by the rode, fo that tome paflinger muit needs unty her quickly. And* The will of heaven be done? Sir I wif only entreat you this, that as you were the greateft occalion of her lode, that you will be pleated to urge your friends, and be your felfe earnelt in the learch of her ; iffhe be found, (he is yours, if (he plcafe, 1 my felfe only, lee thele people bet¬ ter examiifd, and after follow fome way in fearch > God keepeyou Gehtlemen. Exit. Sil. Alas good man! Ric. What think you now of me, I think this lump Is nothing but a piece of fleagnie congeal'd Without a foule,for where theres fo much fpirit As would but warm a flea, thofe faults of mine ** _ _ • t t r Woiild make it glow and flame in this dull heart, And run like molten gold through every fin, Till it could burlf thefe walls and fly away. Shall I intreat you all to take your horfes, And learch this innocent? Fed. With all our hearts. ; - .ftic. Do not devide your felves til! you come there, Where they fay fhe was ty'd, Flefollow too, But never to return till (he be found, teive me myfword good Pedro, 1 will do No harme believe me with it, I am now • * Farre better temperd i If I were not fo, I have enoW betides, God keep you all. And (end us good fucceffe. Exeunt. AdfusTertius, Scsena Prima • 7 AVt -1 d , I r f Enter Mercury and Ser vant. Met. XXXHq is it?can you tell ? (tlewoman Sen Vy By-my troth Sir 1 know not, but 'tis aGen- Afer.A Gentleman Tie lay my lifeyop puppy, iTas fent his yvife to me: if he have, fling up the bed. Ser. Hereiheis Sir. • Enter Wife wiib:a letter. 1 Wife. I am glad I found you Sir, t .ere take your letter and keepe it till you have another friend to wrong,'tis too malicious falte tp make me fin, you have provoked mee to he that I love not, a talker, and you (hall heareme. Why lhould you dare to imagine ni 5 So light ahufwife, that from four hours knowledge You might prefiume to offer to my credite This rude and rufiim tryall, I am fare I never courted you, nor gave you tokens, That might concerne afliirance, you are a fople. Men I cannct blame you notv, 1 tee this le tter4 Though you be angry, yet with me you muit not, llnlefle you'l make me guilty of a wrong, , ' My wortt affe&ions hate——•' 1 VV/fe. Did not you fend it / X if J ' ' I 4 % * \ * | ^; « Men No upon my faith , which is more, I tfnder- O o ii an i Adus Quartus, Scgena Prima, Enter Pedro and Vberto. fever ally. The Coxcombe, 109 l a iaW and credit? and had fethirnfelfe Toloofe his noblelt part,and be a beaft, Ze leftfoinnocent, unmatchda virtue, r0 the rude mercy of a wildemelfe? Val Sir If you come to raile, pray quit my houfe, t I not ufe to have fuch language given; Within my doores to me; for your wench, Yoa may go feeke her with more patience, s!re's tame enough I warrant you. jic. Pray forgive me. . I do collie my much forgetful I nefle; . j IW;2h my words no farther I be feech you, Then a meere madneffe; for fuch a griefe has feiz'd mee 0 ftrong and deadly,as a punifhment, nd a juit one too, ^ hat 'tis a greater wonder I am living, hen anv thing I utter;yet let me tel you thus much, was a fault for leaving her 0 in the heldes. Val. Sir I willthinke fo now, and credit me, on have fo wrought me with your griefe, that I Do both forgive and pitty you: And if youle pleafe to take a bed this night heere; 00 morrow Tie bring you where 1 left her. Rich. 1 thanke you, no, (hall I be fo unworthy, To think upon a bed, or eafe or comfort, nd have my heart ftray from me God fcnowes where, old and forfaken^deftitute of friends, nd all good comforts elfe, unlefle fome tree Vhofe fpeechlelfe charity mud better ours, ith which the bitter eaft winds made thier (port Andfung through hourely, hath invited her 0 keep off halfe a day? /hall (hee be thus, nd I draw in loft (lumbers.? God forbid. 0, night and bitter coldnefle I provoke thee , (prime And all the dewes that hang upon thy locks, howers, hailes, fnowes,froffs, & two edged windes that he maiden bloffoms, I provoke you all, nddare expofe this body to your fharpnefle , Tilll be made a land marke. Val. Will you then flay and eate with mee? Rich. Y'are angry with me, I know you Y angry, |You would not bid me eate elfe; my poore Miltris, For ought 1 know thou art famifh't, for what elfe an the teilds yeeld thee, and the (lubborne feafon, hat yet holds in the fruite?good Gentle Sir, inke not ill manners in mee for deny ing our offerd rneate, for fare I canno t eate Vhile 1 do thinke (he wants; well True a rafcall; A villaine, (lave, that onely was begotten, To murder women and of them the beft. Val. This is a ftrange affliftion. ( you le accept no greater courtify, yet drink Sir. iY'c.Now 1 amfureyou hate me, and you knew hat kinde of man I am, as indeed'tis fitt, nateveryman (hould know me to avoide me. you have peace within you Sir, or goodneffe anie that abhor'd word drinke no more unto mee, ou hadfafer ftrike me. Pray you do not, if you love me do not. Tal Sir, 1 meane no ill by it. v It may be (o, T°r let me fee °ne fir, if yon love heaven; ou ^now n°t what offence it is unto mee, °* good now, do not aske me why; n tvarne you once againe, let no man elfe (peake of't, eare your fervants will be prating to me. Exeunt. Val. Why Sir what aile you? K/ci.Ihatedri.ike, ther's the end on't, And that man that drinkes with meate is dambn'd without an age of prayers and repentance, And tiler's a hazard too; good Sir no more, If you will do me a free courtify; That I (hall know for one, go take your horfe, And bring me to the place where you left her : Val. Since you are (o importunate 1 will; But I will wi(h Sir you had itay'd to night Upon my credit, you (hall (ee no drinke. Rich. Be gon the hearing of it makes me giddy, Sir will you be in treated to forbeare it, I (hall be mad elfe. Val. I pray no more of that,I am quiet, Pie but walke in and away (traighc. Rich. Now I thanke you. But what you do, do in a twinckling. Sir. Val. As foone as may bee. Enter Mother, Viola, and 2. Milchmaides. Moth. Is this the wench? you have brought me fome catch I warrant; How injuringly (he looks upon the matter? Madge. Yes forfooth this is the maiden. Moth. Come hither, wood you ferve/ Viola If it (halt pleafe you to accpt my fervice 1 hope I (hall do fomething that (hall like you, though it be but truth, and often praying for you. Moth. You are very curious ofyour hand me thinks, - You preferve it fo with gloves, let me fee it; I marry,here's a hand of march-pane wenches: This pretty palme never knew forrow yet; Howfoft it is 1 warrant you, and fiipple : O' my word this is fitter for a pocket to filch withall Then to worke, 1 feare me little one, You are no better then you flhonld be; goe too. Vio. My Confcience yet is but one witnefTe to me, A nd that heaven knows is of mine innocence, fi s true, I nioft confefle, with fhame enough, The time that I have lead yet never taught me What t'was to breake a deep,or to be weary. Moth. You can fay well: it you be mine, Wench, you mull: doe well too, for woids are but (low workers, yet fo much hope 1 have of you, that l'Je take you fo you'l bee diligent, and do your duty: how now > Enter Alexander. Alex. There is a meflenger come from your Con That brings you Word he is returned from travell, And will be here this night. Moth. Now joy upon thee for it, thou art ever A bringer of good tidings, there, drinke that .- In troth thou haft much contented me, my fon? Lord how thou haft pleas'd me, fhall I lie my Son Yet e're I dye ? take care my houfe be handfome, And the new ftooles fet out, and boughes and rufhes, And flowers for the window,and the Tu rky Carpet, And the great parcell fait, Nan, with the Cruets, And prethee Alexander goe to the Cooke, And bid him fpare for nothing, my foil's come home, Who's come with him? Alex. 1 heare of none yet, but a GentleWoman? Moth. A Gentlewoman ? what Gentlewoman. Alex. I know not.but fuch a one there is, hefayes. M> ft). Pray God he have not call away himfelfe Upon fome fnout-fatrepiece, I do not like it. Alex. Nofure, my ftlafter has more difcreToh. Moth- Well, be it how it will, he fhall be welcome. (hew How *r. The Coxcombe. in Enter Alexander. Though fhe be very ill, and defires no trouble. ifyour buiinefle befo urgent, you may come up a htSSE'youSir, I follow you. IVift y 4 m J iu V I y.r What fhould this fellow bei'th name of heaven h t comes with fuch Port bufinefle? fure my husband Pl ...Veal'd himfelfe, and in this haft fent after me, are o;i the Poll my friend/ _ Etiter Antonio* ic again it the paile lide. Motb. Did you fo?be fure He flop it,'twill make a good gap in your quarters wages, can tell you. Viola. I pray forgive me, and let me have no wages this Exeit. Allex. I firft quarter. Mot/?. Go whimling,and fetch two or three grating loaves out of the kitching,to make gingerbread of, 'tis Exit.Viola. 1* 'k t 1. Ant. Yes for footh Miftris. (Poft? Wife. What good newes haft thou brought me gentle for I have woe and griefe too much already. jni. 1 would you had Ieffe, Miftris,! could wifhit, be- ■roW my hart (he moves me cruelly. Wife. Have 1 found you once more Iugler? well Iewell, thou haft onely vetrtue in thee, of all I read of yet; what res has this affe to betray him with ? well, what's your ilineiTe then? Ant lhave brought a letter from your fervant, Miftris, in fir' J a ton id m m / iii L w mm ••— ■ mm Well if the fpirits of the dead do walke, I (hall Heare more of this one hundred yeares hence. I \yife. By any meanes you muft have (peciall care, for .ow the Citty is pofleft for certaine, my Mailer Is made jway, which for ought I knowe is a truth indeed; good Miftris leave your griefe and fee your danger, and let that ifeaiid noble Gentleman with whome you are, bee your ghthand in all things. Ant. Now do I know I have the better on't by the lan- guidiing of her eye at this neere inftant,'tis ftil fimming in her blood, in coyning fomewhatto turne Mercury 1 know I, 1 9 f J . 1 J ' ' T / 0* ' J ft f , • ) Wife- He is my husband, and 'tis reafonable he (hould immand in all things, fince he will be an afle againft the haiie at his one perill be it, in the morne you (hall have a packet,'till I muft intreate you ftay,you (hall not loofe :by it. Ast. I do not doubt it, Miftris; He leave you to your Hand waite your plealiire. Wife. Do, and fpeake out the Gentleman of the houfe, •id him come to me prelently. Ant. Who,Mr. Mercuryf Wife. Do you know him, port? Ant. Onely by fight forfooth, now I remember your r>y t - 1 m m # *« # m : ... -J «.w.. * H.U.VU1UV.I J will Fvant wild me to let you kilow he is the onely man,you and vnnrfnrHin*o ifa nmn rort- up. Wife. Prethee no more, l know all this already. ----- v.vy y uu auuw uv iwi vitv your fortunes, are now to reft upon. 'A ek ofl H I 3ft: i — ^ w \y hnt riettke my leave now, lam made for ever. Exit. Wife. Goodnight I am provided for you my fine youth Exit. Enter Mother heating Violay Alkxander, with a broken glajfe. Mother. Tie make thee have more care. Viola. Good Miftris pardon me. Moth. Thou't neere be good I warrant thee,can your fine fingers hold no fafter? | Viola. Indeed it was againft my will. I Moth. Allexander, let's fee the glade,a s I am true kirfome jWoman, it is one of the chriftal! glades my cozen fent e and the baggage hath broakeit where it cannot bee ended, Allexander, can Hwnfrey mend this thinke you? A*.No truly this will neere be mended. Vola. Truly I meant but to wa(h it for the Gentlewo- g. ran; that is fick above, and fhaking out the water, knockt lerJ I 3^1 0 fuch an untoward thing. Allex. Sheets fomewhat fimple indeed, (he knew not what a kimnell was,fhe wants good nurture mightily. Moth. My Sonne tells me, Alkxander, that this young widdow meanes to fojourne here, (he offers largly for her board, I may offer her good cheere, preytheemakea ftep i'th morning downe to the parfonage for fome Pigi- ons? what are you mad there ; what noyie is thac?areyou at bowles within? why do you whine? Enter VioLr, weeping. Viola • I have done another fault, I befeech youfweete Miftris of rgive me. Mother. What's the matter. Viola. As I was reaching for the bread that lay upon the (helfe, I have throwne downe the minct meatj,that (hould have made the pyes to morrow. Moth.Get thee out of my houfe thou filthy deftroying Harlot, thou,Pie not keepe thee an howre longer. Viola. Good Miftris beate me rather for my fault as much as it deferves, I do not know whether to go. Motb. No I warrant thee, out of my dores. Viola. Indeed Pie mend, I pray (peake you for me. Allex. If thou had'ft hurl'd downe any thing but the pye meate, 1 Would have fpoake for thee, but I cannot finde in my hart now. Motb. Arc thou here yet ?I thinke I muft have an offi¬ cer to thru ft thee out of ir.y dotes, muft I ? Viola. Why you may ftop this in my wages too, For Gods fake do,Fie finde my (clfe this yeare; And let me flay. Afer- Thou c fpoyle ten times as much, I'le cudgell thee out of my dores. v Viola. I am affur d you are more mercifull, Then thus to beate me and difcharge me too. Motb. Doft thoudifpute with mee, Allexander carry the prating hilding forth. Viola. Good Miftris heare me I have heerea Jewell, My Mother left me and 'tis fbmething worth : Receive it and when all my faultes together Come to the worth of that, then turne me forth, 'Till then I pray you keep mee. Motb. What giggomboD have wee here?pray god you have not pilfer'd this fome where; th'arc fuch a puling thing, wipe your eyes, and rife go your way Allexander 0 bid the Cook mince fome more meate, come and get you to bed quickly that you may up betime i'ch morning a milking of you and I (hall fall out wor(e yet. '' Exit Mother and Allexander. « i i ■ s i 1 i . a Viola-'She has hurt my antie; 1 am a fraicl, (he is a very angry woman,but blefle him heaven that did me the moft wrong, Iamafraide Anton'ms wite (hould fee mee, (he will knowe mee Mother within. Melvia. Viola. I am coming/bee's not angry agen I hope. Exit. Enter Mercury. Mer. Now what am 1 the better for enjoying This woman that 1 lov'd?fo all I finde, That I before immaginde to be happy : Now I have done, it turnes to nothing e!(e But a poore pittied and a bafe repentance, Udsfootel am monftrous angry with my felfe : - - ♦ "" Whv |j n ■I HI ■i II l r : 1 I'1 . }, II / h im mlM $ k/#/' i w i ; Why Ihoiild a man that has difcourfe and reafon, And knowes how neere he looies all in theie things, Covet to have his wifhcs fatisfied; . W hich when they are, are nothing but the ihame 1 do begin to loath this woman Itraingly, And I thinke juftly too, that durft adventure, Flinging away her modefty to take A ffranger to her bed, her husbands body Being fcarce cold in the earth for her content. It was no more to take my fences with, Then it I had an idle dream had in fleep Yet I have made herpromifes: which grieves me. And I mult keep 'em too, I thinke (he hunts me : The Devill cannot keep thefe women off, W hen they are fietched once. Enter Wife in night ettire. . . „ Wife.To bed for gods fake Sir, why do you (lay heer? Some are up Tth houfe, I hard the wife, Good deare fweete hart to bed. Merc. Why I am going? why do you follow me? You would not have it knowne I hope, pray get you Back to your chamber, the dores hard by for mee, Let me alone I warrant you, this it is To threih well," have got a cuftomer, Will you go to bed? : Wife. Will y ou? 'A Mer. Yes I am going. Wife. Then remember your promife you made to marry mee. Mer. I will, but it was your fault, that it came To this pinch now, that it muff neede remembrance: For out of honeffy 1 offefd you To marry you firff, why did you (lacke that offer > Wife. Alas I told you the inconvenience of it, And what wrong it would appeare to the world 'v If I had married you in fuch pott haft After his death; belide, the foolilh people Would have beene bold to have thought wee hadlyen together in his time, and like enough imagined V Ve two had murthered him.' Mer. 1Jove her tongue yet, If 1 were a Saint A gilded Saint, and fuch a thing as this Should prate thus wittily and feelingly Unto my holineffe, I cannot tell, K But i fearefhrewdly I (hould doe fomething That would quite fcratch me out o'the Kallender, And if 1 ftay longer talking with her, Though 1 am mad at what I have done alreadv, Yet 1 lhall forget my felfe againe j I feele the Divell Rc;'dyto h°ldr ftn-op; pray to bed, god-night. j 5 g°d'night fweet Love,. And peace goe with thee: thou haft prov'd thy felfc I he bonefteft man that ever was entie'd To that fweet fin as people PIeafe to call k, Of lying with anothers Wife, and I, I thinke the honefteft woman without bluftiing, 1 hat ever ay with another man, I Tent my husband Into a Cellar, Poft, fearine,and juftly, He (houJd have knowne him, which I did not purpofe Till I had had my end. r y Well , now this plot is perfeft 5 let him bragge on't. . - Exit. A&us QuintusScena Prima, Enter Jujiice, and Curio with a paper. J4-\\ Cur. Jj Irlady Sir you have rid hard that you have, Juft. You lay true,when let you out my fiend; Cur. A bout ten a clock and I have rkl all night. Juft. By themaflfe you are tough indeed,! ha theday,! would have rid too with the proudeftof and fling durt in their faces, and 1 have don't with foolifh boy fir many a timcibut what can laft always done, 'tis done now Sir, age, care, and office, bring to our footecloathes, the more the pitty. Curio- I believe that Sir, but will itpleafeyoiuor the bufinefle? Juft. My friend 1 can read an I can tell you when, Cur. Would I could too Sir, for my haft requires it, Juft. Whence; comes it do you lay? Cur- Sir from the Citty. juft ire- O from the City 'tis a reverent place. Curio. And his juftice bee as ftiort as his memory, ADudgion Dagger willfervehimtomowdownc withall. What clod pole Cpmmiffioner is this? Juft. And by my faith govern'd by woi thy niembei . Difcreete and upright. Curio. Sir they are beholding to you, you have gi fonie of them a commendations, they were not of this twenty yeares. Juft. Go to go to, you have a merry meaning, found you fir ifaith,you are a wag, away,fye,now lie Your letter. r r i i « * J * | . • ' : • » % I • Curio. Pray do fir; what a mifery 'tis, To have an urgent bu (inefle, wait the J uftice, Of fuch an old Tuff taffity that knowes not, , Nor can be brought to underftand more fence, Then how to reftore fuppreft Ale-houfes, And have his man compound ffmall trefpafles, For tengroates. Juft> Sir it feems here your bnfinefle is of deq meane Cur. Tis for mine owne eafe Me affure your Wo Juft. It (hall notbeifaith friend, here 1 have it, That one Antonio a Gentleman, I take it (o. Yes it is fo, a Gentleman is lately thought to Have been made away, and by my faith upon a Perles ground too, it you confider; wel, there's Knavery in't, I fee that without fpe&acles. C«KSure this fellow deals in revelation he'sfohi Goe thy wayes, thou wilt fi-kfce a bench fpit as foins And fhew thy agot, and hatch'd chaine As well as the beft of them. Juft. And now I have confider»d, Ibeleeveit. Cur* What Sir? f ' f t ft . ? ^ Juft. That he was murdered. . Cwr. Did you know him? . . • ! Juft. No. Cur. Nor how it is fuppos'd. Juft. No, nor I care not two-pence, thofe aretoy^ yet 1 verily beleevehee was murdered, as fare as I be thou art a man, I neyer failde in thefe things yet, UK man that s beaten to thefe matters, experience is a conceal d thing that failes not;,pray let me aske ye The Coxcomhe. 1x3 Vt>, why doe you come to me? tn (Becau fe the letter is addreft to you, being the nea- T * : -/rhe neareft ? is that all ? Cur. 1 thinke it be Sir 5 I would be loth you fhould bee % •,* |' "jj Well Sir, as it is, I will endeavour in it; yet if it I , l'come to me by name, I know not, but I thinke it had [!■Mie as foone difpauht as by another, and with as round ■ v i'fedonie, 13 and as happily, but that's all one : I have borne this place this thirty yeares, and upwards, and with i;■ cient credit: and they may when they pleafe, know i„e better; to,the neareft ? well. Curio, Sir, it is not my rault, tor hadi knowne you ' ^°°hl I thanke you Sir31 know it. Cur, Fie brfworne you fhould have plaid for any buii- nelienovv.' lU({ice And further 5 they have (pecified unto mee, his Vyjfe is forely fufpe&ed in this matter , as a maine ^ a . f V k t jm • ! think e (he be Sir, for no other caufe can be yet caufe, I Curio found. # ; 0. And one Mercury a traveller , with whom they fay direftiy fhee is runne away , and as they thinke this way. Cur • I knew all this before. Iufiice. Well Sir , this Mercury 1 know , and his bree¬ ding a neighbours childe hard by , you have been happy ; Sir in comming hither. Cur. Then you know where to have him Sir ? lufl. I do Sir, he dwells neareme. Cur. I doubt your Worfhip dwels neare a Knave then. 0.1 think fo ; pray put on: but 'tis a wonder Tofeehowgracelefle people are now given. And how bale vertue is accounted with them That fhould be all in all as'fayes a wife man. 1 tell you Sir , and it is true, that there have beene fuch murthers, and of late dayes , as 'twould make your very heart bleedeinyou, and feme of them as I all bee enabled I will tell you , it fell out of late dayes. Cur. It may be to , but will it pleafe you to proceede in this? h(l. An honeft Weaver, and as good a work-man as ere fhot fluttle 5 andasclofe: but every man muft dye 5 this honeit Weaver being a little mellow in his Ale, that was the evidence verbatim, Sir, God blefie the marke, fprung his necke juft in this place : wel larvis, thou hadfi wongs, & if- i ]Jve fome of the beft fhall fweat fort,then a Cur. But Sir you have forgot my bufinefle. M. A fober pretty maide about 17. they fay, certainly njjwfoever 'tis fhuffied, fheeburft her felfe, and fondly, hit befo, with Furmety at'a Churching , but 1 thinke the Divell had another agent in't: either of which if I can catch (hall ftretch fort. Juftice that will hang the Devill 3 ut j would you would be fhort in this, before that other notice can be given ? AnflCe? ^°e difcreetI7 w^at *s ficcing 5 what, Ahl within. Your Worfhip? (To? LUt °n y°ur coate 3 and ^et y°«r fellow Mark? hcet0 ^onfcable & bid him aide me with all the fpeed can5 and all the power, arid provide pen and inke |notu lv Gopfeflions, and my long fword, Ican- with* >'lat dart§er wee may meete with 3 you'Iegoe Curio. Yes, what elfe ? 1 came to that end to accuie both parties. Iufl. May 1 crave what you are ? Cur. F aith Sir one that to be knowne would not profit you , more then a meere Kinfman of" the dead Antonio's. IuflATis well, I am forry for my neighbour , truly, that hee had no more grace, Twill kill his Mother; (Fee's a good olde woman, will you walke in ? Fie but put my Cloake on, and my Chaine off, and a cleane band, and have my fhooes blacktover, and fliift my Jerkin , and weeT to our buimeffe, and you fhall fee how lean bolt thefe matters. Cur- As foone as't pleafe you Sir. Exit. Enter Valeria, and Richardo, Val This is the place ; here did 1 leave the Maid Alone laft night drying her tender eyes, Uncertaine what to do, and yet delirous To have me gone. Rich. How rude are all we men, That take the name of Civ ill to our felves ? If Ihe had fet her foote upon an earth W here people live that we call barbarous3 Though they had had 110 hoiife to bring her too. They would havefpoifd the glory that the fpring Has deckt the trees in, and with willing hands Havetorne their branches downe, and every man Would have become a builder for her f ake. What time left you her there ? Vat. A left her, when the Sun had fomuch to fet, As he is now got from his place of rife. Rich. So near the night (lie could not wander far 3 F aire Violai Val It is in vaine to call, fhe fought a houfe Without allquefiion. Rich. Peace, faire Viola ? Faire Viola ? who fhould have left her here t)n fuch a ground ? if you had meant to loofe*her5 You might have found there were no Inches here To take her name and carry it about, When her true Lover came to mourn for her, Till all the neighbouring valleys and the hills, Refounded Viola^ And fnch a place. You fhould have chofe You pity us be caufe' The dew a little wets our feete, . . ; , Unworthy far to feeke her in the w^t; And what becomes of her ? where wandred ffe. With 2 (bowers raining on her, from her eyes Continually, abundantly, from which There's neither tree nor houfe tofhelter her 3 Will yon goe with me to travel! ? Val Whither ? Rich. Overall the world. Val No by my faith, Fie make a fhorter journey When I dotravell. Rich, But theres no hope To gaine my end in any fhorter way. Val. Why, what s your end ? Rich. It is to fearch the earth, Till we have found two in the fhaoes of men. As wicked as our lelves. Val 'Twerenot fo hard to find out thofe. Rich. Why, if we finds them out, 1 It were the betterffor what brave vilJany, P p : Might 1 i i t The Coxcomhe. 1X5 Exeunt- . j, be aiham'd to have fuch a foule mouth. Enter Mother, Alexander, Andrugio, and his man Rowland- ' f-th How now Alexander, what Gentleman is this? « V Indeed forfooth I know not, I found him at the irket full of woe, crying a loft daughter, and telling all w|. What ftature was your childe of, Sir? A»cl. Not high, and of a browne complexion, er haire aborne, a round face s which fome friends hat flattered mee , Enter Jufticey C urioy and Mar\ Juflice. By your leave forfooth you (hall fee me find the parties by a llighc. Moth, who's that ? Mr Jufiice ? how do you Sir. lull. Why very well, and buiie, wher's your fon. Moth. Hee's within Sir. Iuft. Hum, and how does the young woman my Cozen that came downe with him. Moth. Shee's above, as a woman in her cafe may be. Iuft ice- You have confeft it ? then lirha call in the Officers; (hee's no Couzen of mine , a meere tricke to dis¬ cover all. Moth. To difcover > what ? Enter Marke and Officers. Iuft ice. You (hall know that anon ; 1 thinke you have o- would lay 'twould bee a good ver- reached you ; o welcome, enter the ho uie , and by ne Akx. This is ftill Melvia, Miftrifs, that's the truch on't. Moth. It may be fo ITe promife you. A/w.Well, goethywayes, the flower of our to wne, For a hand and a foote , 1 fhall never lee thy fel¬ low. Mctfe.But had(hee not fuchtoyes, as bracelets, rings, and Jewels > And- Shee was lomething bolde indeed, to take fuch things that night (he left me. Mod).Then belike (he run away? And- Though (he be one 1 love, I dare not lye, Ihee did indeed. <■' [ Moth. What thinke you of this Jewel ? I And. Yes, this was one of them, and this was mine, you have made mee a new man, I thanke you for it. Moth. Nay, and Ihebe given to filching, there is your Jewell, 1 am cleare on»t; but by your leave Sir, you lhall anfwer nte for what is loft fince Ihe came hither," can tell there lye things fcattering in every place akout the houfe. vertue of my warrant which you have there, feize up¬ on the bodily perfons of thofe whofe names are there written, to wit, one Mercury, and the wife of one An¬ tonio. Moth. Forwhat. Iuft. Away I fay, This Gentleman (hall certifieyou for what. Exit Officer. Mother- Hee can accul'e my Sonne of nothing , hee came from travel 1 but within thele two dayes ? Iuft. There hangs a tale. Moth. I ihonld be forry this Ihould fall out at any time ; but efpeeially now Sir; will you favour mee fo much , as to let me know of what you acculehim? Cur. Upon fulpition of murther. Moth. Murther ? I defie thee. Curio. 1 pray God hee may prove himfelfe inno¬ cent. lull. Fye, fay not fo, you (hew your felfe to be no good Common-wealths man : for rhe more are hang'd, the better 'tis for the Common-wealth. Mother. By this rule you were beft hang your 'elfe. Alex. As I am vertuous, I have the lyingft olde Gen tie- lull. I forgive your honeft mirth ever: O, welcome, wel- woman to my Miftris, and the mod malicious, the De- come Marke. vifl a good word will (hee give a fervan t, that's her olde ( Enter Marke and Officers, with Mer¬ cury and the Wife, Your penne , inke, and paper to take their exami¬ nations. Mer. Why do you pull me fo? Tie goe alone. Iuft. Let them Hand, let them itand quietly, whilft thev are examin'd? ie wench mifconftrued, a careful 1 foule fhee is i'le be- fwoffie for her, and when (hee's gone , let them (ay what they will, they may caft their Capps at fuch a- tiotber. - y t And. What you have loft by her, with all my heart le fee you double paid, for you have (av'd in/r°Ur kinde mytwo t^at muft not live nlene it be to thanke you; take this Jewell, I his ftrikes offnone of her offences,Miftris, A ould 1 might fee her. Moth. Alexander, riinne, and bid her make haft home, j*S at the milking Clofe; but tell her not by any means W °AlS ^ * ^now he too fearfull. # J Moth- Pray God all be well, I never knew any of theft fX* Wee' ^ave a P°^c yet at Parting? Hiat s my rpraVellers come to good; 1 befeech yon,Sir,be favourable n °rt 3 and one round, or elfe i'le loofe my will, to my Sonne. a . v Exf Iuft- Gentlewoman hold you content, I would it were rin f 5>u.^la^ hnde Silvio, Vberto, and Pedro en qui- come to that? foifd°r 1 nch at the next ToWne ^ teH them (hee is jyier. For gods fake mother why kneele you to fiich a tlewor»a wh^re ^ am 3 and with the favour ol this Gen - j pig bribe fellow ? he has furfetted ofgeefe, and they have J~r ' Juftice,lethimdohis worft. • • | t * • * *« . .•* Wife. What will you examine us of ? Iuft. Of Antonio's murther. Mer- VV hy, he was my friend. Wife. He was my husband. Iuft. The more (hame for you both ; Marine, your penne and inke. Oman, defire them to come hither, °' Pray doe,they (hall be all welcome. Exit Servant. Iuft P p 2 Mar. 1 The Coxcomhe. m -T[ I but you have we faw, we were but children then : p 'm-d y001- lelte an hon5ft man to mc" ftr. I would be ever fo. Etiter Ricbardo and Viola. „.| n0[ie you, whoe's there. £Say nothing to me, for thy peace is mtfe. fir Sir, I can nothing fay. But that you are her Father, you can both E 0nly pardon, when you have a wrong, 2 . lL where you have molt injury, r« 1 rhink I ihall heare of no hanging this yeare, thers Tinker and a Whore yet, the Cryer laid that rob'd her, d are in prifon, 1 Hope they flail be hangU A nl No truly fir, they have broke prifon. M 'tis no matter, then the jayior (hall be bangU And. Yon are deceived in that to liiy'cwas k nown co bee again!! his will, and he hath got his pardon, I thinfce tor j nothing,but if it doth colt him any thing. He pay if ' J lift. Marly up with your papers,aw ay. Mer.O you thai ftay dinner,! have a couple of brawling neighbours, that Me allure you will not agree, and you (hall have the hearing of their matter. Juft. With all my heart. . Mer. Go, Gentlemen, go in. Rich. O Viola, that no fucceedine; age, Might loofc the memory of what thou wert, But fuch an overfwayed lex is yours. That all the vertuous aftions you can do, Are but as men will call them, and I fweare, Tis my beliefe that women want but wayes; Topraife their deeds, but men want deeds to praile. Exeunt omnes. > C \ • r\ N- »> .' - THE • • I ■ s \7 V f t# JI9 ! f" The Epilogue 1 o Vis ended j but my hopes, and feares begin Nor can it bee imputed as a finne In me to wijh it favour, if this night, fto the Judicious it hath given delight, mve my ends, and may fitch for their grace, Voucbjdfed to this, finde theirs in everyplace. y r r* r \ # ( V* r i ' •» .. ■» II 11 i !■ ifc The Chances. - / / 'm » ; I 'Ht , -AA ' ' - ; ' A>- ' m^K, -M jv • V -".:> '*> 4'' ';* 1 './■■A !ik£jlk -m V*£«r" .'V •; J "V tr T' jf"Sl " 11 : ,#j s&vh Vttt W4:W^\WiH ' ••• s J | . '.Tfc.*:.-V:-"rwA SM * . V,< \ • ' - f / , *«wrv:^ , •.: tt.4 U 8H^\W^l| fcaaiib.:. ,;m ;(,mW /ifaws tift tVVi • S l*VL ,,. lV CV.; * vs\ ll. I < m tH1 m 23DaLfI05r! * . »' • •»■ -V- 4 *r «v. : JC <#•*:*»• • V -A ..: vY-A ▼A ^ • • • * • ••• * . ' • / r Af r •' •• V - • - '■ ' - -v,:- • & - ■• -• -<• t* i i • « / * ( RAGEDY Primus, Scents Primtu Enter Achillas ancl Ach or ens. - - ■ * A Catalogue of all thefeverall Nations b rom whence he drew his powers: but that were tedious They have rich armes, are ten to one in numb-rr, Which makes them think the day already wonne ; And Pompey being mailer of the Sea, Such plenty of all delicates are brought in, As if the place 011 which they are enrrcnclfd, Were not a Camp offouldiers, but Tome, In which Lucullus and Apicius joyn'd To make a publiqueFeaft: they at Viracbium Fought with fuccefle; but knew not to make ufe of Fortunes faire offer: fb much I have heard Ctfar himfelfe confeffe. Acb. Where are they now ? AcbiL In Ibejfalie, neere the Pbarfalian plains Where C^ar with a handfull of his Men Hems in the greater number.* his whole troops Exceed not twenty thoufand, but old Souldiers Fleilfdin the fpoiles of Germany and France, Enurid to his Command, and only know To fight and overcome * And though that Famine Raignes in his Camp, compelling them to taft Bread made of rootes, forbid the ufe ot man, (Which they with feorne threw into Pompeys Camp As in derifion of his DelicAtes) Or come not yet halferipe, and that a Banquet: They ftill beiiege him, being ambitious only To come to blows, and let their fwords determine Who hath the better Caufe. t # f ^ _ Enter Septinius• Acb. May Viftory Attend on't, where it is. Acbil. We every houre Expeft to heare the ifTue. Sep. Save my good Lords ; ' By Ifts and 0ftris9 whom you worfiiip; -r- And the foure hundred gods and goddtfles Adorid in Rome> 1 am your Honours fervant, Acb. Truth needs (Septimus) 110 oaths. * AcbiL You are cruelly I f you deny him fwearing, you take from him i hreefull parts of his language* Sep. Your Honour's bitter. Confound me, where I love I cannot fay it, But I tnuit fwearit: yet fuch is my ill fortune^ Norvowes, nor proteftations win belitfe, I think, and (I can finde no other realon) Becaufe I am a Roman♦ Acb. No Septinius, To be a Roman, were an honour to you, Did not your manners, and your life take from it. And cry alond, that from Rome, youbf ing nothing But Roman Vices, which you would plant here, But no feed ot h-cr vertucs. * ' Sep: With your reverence f 1 am too old to learn. 4 * • CLq Acb. Any L.f Love the K. nor do difpute his power, fl) TO ^ol c^at *s not con^n c'3 nor to be cenfurd By me, that am his Subjeft) yet allow me I The liberty of a man, that ftill would be A friend to Juftice, to demand the Motives 'That did induce young Ptolemy, or Tbotinus (To whole direftions he gives up himfelfe, 'And I hope wifely) co commit his Sifter The Princefie Cleopatra (if I faid •" The Queen (Achillas) twere(I hope) no treafon, Shee being by her Fathers teftament (Whofe memory I bow to) left Co- heire . b all he flood pofleftof."- I AcbiL Tis confeft j(My good Acboreus) that in thefe Eaftern Kingdomes W omen are not exempted from the Scepter, Butclaime a priviledge, equall to the Male; But how much fuch divifions have tane from The Majelty of Egypt, and what faftions Have fprung from thole partitions,to the mine Ot'the poor Subjeft, (doubtful! which to follow,) I ' We have too many and too fad examples, ; Therefore the wife Pbotinus9 to prevent \{ [Thenmrthers, and the maftacres, that attend ' l:f On dif-united Government,-and to fhew 'The King, without a partner, in full fplendor, Thought itconvenient, the faire Cleopatra,, (An attribute ndt frequent in this Clymate) Should be committed to fafe cuftody, In which (he is attended like her Birth, Untill her Beauty, or her royall Dowre, : Hath found her out a Husband. K Acb. How this may Stand \vith the rules of policy, I know not 5 I Moll fure 1 am, it holds no correfpondence n ith the rites, ot JEgypt^ or the lawes of Nature 5 I wt grant that Cleopatra can fit downe V ith thisdifgrace (though infupportable) Can you imagine, that Romes glorious Senate |To whofe charge, by the will of the dead King _ is government was deliverd) or great Pompey, V at ls appointed Cleopa tra's Guardian : Jk well as Ptolomies) will ere approve 1 this ralh Wbunfell, their confent not fought for, at fhould authorize it? Acbil. The Civill war which the Roman Empire is embarq'd 1 a 1 ough Sea of danger, does exaft I «r whole care to preferve themfelves, and give them Ki .vaLc*nt t^me to think of what we do, Which hardly can concern tfiem. mAco. What's your opinion Off C| ?.cce^e • ' have heard, in multitudes ou diers, and all glorious pomp of war, ', ^ is much fuperiour. F • couId give you He is not worth our thoughts: a Fugitive From Fompey s army: and now in a danger When he (hould uie his fervice. Acbil. See how he hangs On great Fbotinus Eare. Sep. Hell, and the furies, And all the plagues ofdaiknefle light upon me: You are my god on earth : and let me have Your favour here, fall what can fall hereafter. Pfao.Thou art beleev'd: doft thou want money} Sep. No Sir. Fbo. Or hah thou any iuite ? thefe ever follow Thy vehement proteftations; Sep. You much wrong me; How can I want, when your beames Chine upon me Unlefle employment to exprefle my zeale 1 o do your Greatneile iervice ? doe but thinke A deed io darke, the Sun would blulh to lookeon, f or which Man-kind would curfe me, andarmedl The Powers above, and thofe below againft me: Command me, I will on. Pbo. When I have ufe, Pie put you to the teft. Sep. May it be fpeedy, And lomething worth my danger: you are cold, And know not your own powers: this brow was (aft T o wearea Kingly wreath, and your grave judgment Given to dilpofe of Monarchies, not to govern A childes afi; ires, the peoples eyes upon you, The Souldier courts you; will you weare a garment Ot fordid loyalty when'tis out of faftiion ? Fbo. When Fompey was thy Generall (Septiriw) Thou faidft as much to him. Sep, All my love to him, To C&\ary Rome, and the whole world is loft In the Ocean of your Bounties: I have no friend, Projeft, detigne, or Countrey, but your favour. Which Me preferve at any rate. Fbo. No more; When 1 dall on you, fall not off: perhaps* Sooner then you expeft, I may employ you, So leave me for a while. Sep. Ever your Creature. Fbo. Good day Acboreus 5 my beft friend Achilla!) Hath fame delivered yet, no certaine rumour Of the great Roman ad;ion. Acbil. That we are To enquire, and learn of you Sir: whole grave care For Ej>ypts happinefle; and great Pttlomies good, Have eyes and eares in all parts. Enter Ftolomyy Labienusy Guard. Fbo. Pie not boaft, What my Intelligence cofts me: but 'ere long You fhall know more. The King, with him qfioM) Acb. The fcarlet livery of unfortunate war Dy'de deeply on his face. Acbil. *Tis Labienus Ctjars Lieutenant in the wars of Gaul> And fortunate in all his undertakings : But fince thefe Civill Jars he turn'd to Fompey, And though he followed the better Caufe Not with the like fuccefle. Fbo. Such as are wile Leave falling buildings, flye to thofe that rife ? But more of that hereafter. Lab. In a word CSirG I PtuL To fay I grieve his fortune ' As much as if the Crowne I weare (his gift) Were raviftfd from me, is a holy truth. Our Gods can wittiefle for me : yet, being young, And not a free diipofer of my felf 3 Let not a few hours, borrowed for advice, Beget lufpition of unthankfulneile, (Which next to hell 1 hate) pray you retire, And take a little reft, and let his wounds Be with that care attended, as they were Carv'd on my liefli; good Labienus, thinke The littlereipite, 1 dclire (hall be Wholly emploid to find the readieft way To doe great Pompey lervice. Lab. May the gods (As you intend) protect you. Ptol Sit: lit all, It is my pleafure : your advice, and freely. Acb. A Ihortdeliberation in this, May ferveto give you counfell to be honefr, Religious and thankfull, in themlelvcs Are forcible motives, and can need no flourifh Or gloffe in the perfwader, your kept faith, (Though Pompcy never rife to the height he's fallen frorn^ C k > I is fi ► . i « S on* H 9 «/ —7 124 7 he Falfe One. Hath found out JEpyfh by him yet notruin'd : And Ptolomy, things confider'd, juftly may _ Complaine of Pompey : wheretore ihould he itaine Our jEpypt, with the fpots of Civill warre ? Or make the peaceable, or quiet Nyle Doubted of Cxfar.? wherefore fhould he draw His 1 offe, and overthrow upon our heads ? Or choofe this place to fuffer in I already We have offended Cafar, in our wifhes, And no way left us to redeeme his favour But by the hand of Pompey. Acb. Great Ofiris, Defend thy JEgypt from luch cruelty. And barbarous ingratitude! Pbo. Holy triflles, And not to have place in defignes of State ; This fword, which Fate commands me to iinfheath, f would not draw on Pompey, If not vanquifh'd, 1 grant it rather {hould have pafs'd through Csefar, But we muft follow where his fortune leads us; All provident Princes meafure their intents According to their power; and fo difpofe them ; And thinkft thou (Ptolomy) that thou canft prop His Ruines, under whom fad Rome now flitters > Or tempt theConquerours force when 'tis confirm'd.? Shall we, that in the Battail fate as Neuters Serve him that's over-come ? No, no, hee's loft. And though 'tis noble to a finking friend To lend a helping hand while there is hope He may recover, thy part not engag'd ; Though one mod deare, when all his hopes are dead, To drowne him, fet thy foote upon his head. Acb. Moft execrable Gouncell. Abil. To be follow'd, 'Tis for the Kingdomes fafety. Ptol. We give up Our abfolute power to thee: difpofe of it As reafon fhall direft thee. Tbo. Good Achillas, Seeke out Seftimius: doe you but footh him, He is already wrought: leave the difpatch To me; of Labienus: 'tis determin'd Already how you fhall proceed; nor Fate Shall alter it, finee now the dye is caft, ""lilt that this hour to Pompey is his laft. Exit. Scena. Secttnda. Enter Apolledorus, Eros0 Arfmo. Ap. Is the Queen ftirring (Eros ?) Er. Yes, for in truth Shee touch'd no bed to night. Ap. I am forry for it, And wifh it were in me, with my hazard To give her eafe. Jrf. Sir, fheaccepts your will, And doesacknowledge fhe hath found you noble. So-far, as if reftraint of liberty Could giveadmiffion to a thought of mirth, Shee is your debtor for it. • • / Ap.D'id you tell her Of the fports I have prepar'd to entertaine her > Shee was us'd to take delight, with her faire hand, To angle in the Nyle, where the glad fifh (As if they knew who 'twas fought to deceive 'em) Contended to be taken: other times To ftrike the Stag, who wounded by her arrows, Forgot his tpares in death, and kneeling thanks her To his laft gafpe", then prouder of his Fate, Then if with Garlands Crown'd, he had been chofen To fall a Sacrifice before the altar Of the Virgin Huntrefle: the King, nor great Fbmms Forbid her any pleafure; and the Circuite In which fhe isconfin'd, gladly affords Variety of paftimes, which 1 would Encreafe with my beft fervice. Er. O, but the thought That fhe that was borne free, and to difpence Reftraint, or liberty to others, fhould be At the devotion of her Brother, whom She only knows her cquall, makes this place In which fhe lives (though ftor'd with all delights) A loathfome dungeon to her. Ap. Yet, (how ere She fhall interpret it) We not be wanting^ To domy beft to ferve her : 1 haveprepar'd Choife Muficke neare her Cabinet, and compos'd Some few lines,(fet unto a folemn time) In the praife of imprifonment. Begin boy. A The Song. Ookf out bright eyes, and blejfe the ayre: Even in fbadowesyou are faire. Sbut-up-beauty islikffire, that breads out clearer ftill and higbe't. 'thoughyour body be confindy , And Joft Love a pr ifoner boundy Tet the beauty of your mindy Neither checkfy nor chaine bath found. Lookf out nobly then, and darey Even the Fetters that you wear*. Enter Cleopatra. % Cleo. But that we are aflur'd this tafts of duty, And love in you (my Guardian) and defire In you (my Sifter*) and the reft, to plealeus, We (hould receive this, as a fawcy rudenefle Offer'd our private thoughts. But your intents Are to delight us : alas, you wafh an Ethiop: Can Ckopatray while (he does remember Whofe daughter (he is, and whofeSifter ? (O I fuffer in the name) and that (in Juftice) There is no place in Jh'gypty where I ftand, But that the tributary Earth is proud To kifle the foote of her, that is her Queen, Can fhe (1 fay) that is all this, eVe relifh Of comfort, or delight, while ba fcPbotinuSy Bond man Achillas, and all other monfters That raigne orePtolomyy make that a Court, Where they refide, and this, where 1 a Prifoner? But there's a Romcy a Senate, and a Ce/ar, (Though the great Pompey leane to Ptolemy ) May thinke of Cleopatra. Ap. Pompey (Madam?) Cleo. What of him ? fpeake: if ill fAppollodofus) It is my happinefle : and for thy newes Receive a favour (Kings have kneel'd in vaine for) And kifle my hand. Ap. Hee's loft. Cleo. Speake it againe? Ap. His army routed: he fled and purfifd A&us Secundus Scena Prima. Enter Septimus: with a head3 Achillas Guard 126 Tbe Falfe One. i r i Be not abused with feares; his death was neceflary, If yon coniider (Sir) molt" neceflary, Not to be mifs'd: and humbly thanke great Ift*: He came fo opportunely to your hands; Pitty muft now give place to rules of fafety. Is not victorious C*\ar> new arriv'd : And enter'd Alexandria, with his friends, His Navy riding by to wait his charges? Did he not beate this Pomfey> andpurfude him? Was not this great man, his great enemy ? This Godlike vertuousman, as people held him, But what foole dare be friend to flying vertue? Enter C> Anthony^Dollobella^ Sceva. I heare their Trumpets, "us too late to ftagger, Give me the head, and be you confident; Haile Conquerour, and head of all the world, Now this head's off. • - Cjefar. Ha? • ^ Pho. Do not (bun me (C (In foft relenting teares) heare me (great Pompey (If thy great fpiritcan heare) I mult taske thee;' Thou haft moft unnobly rob'd me ofmy vifto^ My love, and mercy, Ant> O how brave thefe teares (hew? How excellent is forrow in an Enemy ? Vol. Glory appearcs not greater then thisgoodnef Cefar. Eg)ptians0 dare you thinke your high Pv^ Built to out-dare the Sun, as you fuppofe. Where your unworthy Kings, lyerak'd in afhes: Are monuments fit for him? no, (brood ofNilus) Nothing can coner his high fame, but heaven; No Pyramidesfet off his memoryes; But the eternall fubftance of his greateneffe To wich I leave him, take the head away, And( with the body ) give it noble burial), || Your Earth fhall now be blefs'd to hold a Rorn^ j Whofe braveryes all the worlds-earth cannot ballanct | See. If thou bee'ft thus loving, I (hall honour thee, | But great men may diflemble; 'tis held poffible, And be right glad of what they fecme to weepefor, Xhere are fuch kinde ofPhylofophers; nowdolw How he would looke i f Pompey were alive againe, But how he would,fet his face? Cefar. You looke now (King);. And you that have beene Agents in this glory, For our efpeciall favour? Ptol. Wedelire it. \ T | Cefar. Anddoubtleffe you expeft rewards. See. Let me give 'em: Fie give 'em fuch as nature never dreampt of. Fie beat him and his Agents (in a morter) Into one man, and that one man Fie bake then. .Cefar. Peace: I forgive you all that's recompence: You are young, and ignorant, that pleads yourpari And feare it S< V A V A T T h C H V A D H T A ( A T !Y H T Y Y T T Y 0 A H A li T iy be more then hate provok'd ye; YourMinifters 1 mult thinke wanted judgement, Andfo they erd:I am bountifull to thinke this; Beleeve me molt bountifuIl.Be you molt thankful). That bounty (hare amonglt ye, iff knev/ What to fend you for a prefent King ofFgjpi's CI meane a head of equall reputation And that you lov'd^though it were your brighteltSii (But her you hatej I would notbebehindeye. Ptol: Heare mc (great Cefar.) Cefar. I heave Hard too much And itudy not with fmooth fhewes, to invade My noble minde, as you have donerny conqueft." Ye are poore and open : I mult tell you roundly, That man that could not recompence the benefits; The great and bounteous lervices of Pompey Can never doate upon the name of fejar; Though I had hated Pompey, and allowd his ruine, I gave you nocomiffion toperformeit: Halty toplealein blood, are leldonie trulty. And but I Itand invirond with my victories; My fortune never failing to be friend me, My noble Itrengthes, and friends about my perfon I durlt not trye ye, norexpeft a courtify, Above the pious love, you ftewd to Pompey, You have found me mercifull in arguing with ye: C I 1 A ) Sfl® The Falfe 127 VJO cnio Jes, Hangers, Fires, deftrnftions of all natures, lifhments of Kingdomes, and whole Rumcs Exit. fo be my Orators, turne to teares „re itched, and poore Seedes of Sun-burnt Egypt, f°'innwvou have found the nature of a Conquerour, ti " ,1 cannot decline, with all your flatteries, fc where the day gives light, will be himfelfe hill. , „ hnw to meet his worth with humane courtehes, rn°and ernbalme thofe bones of that great Souldier; Kile round about his pile, fling on your Spices, IJiea Sabean bed, and place this Phenix ,k'here the hot Sun may emulate his vertues, And draw another Pomfey from his allies Divinely great, and fixe him 'mongit the worthies. ftol. We will doe all. Qfar. You have rob'd him of thofe teares I Lis kindred, and his friends kept facred for him: The Virgins of their funerall Lamentations: And that kind Earth that thought to cover him, (His Countries Eaith) will cry oDt 'gainft your cruel tie, nd weepe unto the Ocean for revenge, Pfill tfjlus raife his feven heads and devoure ye : My griefehas ftopt the red ; when Pompey liv'd He its'd you nobly, now he is dead, ufe him fo. I Ptol Now where's your confidencetyourzime(Photimf) heOracles?and faire Favors from the Conquerour You rung into mine tares ? how ftand 1 now ? You fee thetempeftofhis fterne difpleafure, hedeath of him you urged a Sacrifice To Hop his rage, prefaging a full ruine ; here are your Councells now? I Acb. I told ye Sir, (And told the truth) what danger would fly after: nd though an Enemie, I fatisfied you He was a Roman, and the top of honour ; nd howfoever this might pleafe great Ctfar, 1 told ye that the fowlenefle of his death he impious bafenefle Pbo. Peace, ye are a foole, Menofdeepe ends, mu ft tread as deepe waies to'm; efar 1 know is pleas'd, and for all his forrowes [Which are put on for formes and meere diflemblings) 1 am confident he's glad: to have told ye fo, And thanke ye outwardly, had bin too open, II And taken from the wifedome of a Conquerour. Be confident, and proud ye have done this fervice $ behavedeferv'd, and ye will finde it highly: Make bold ufe ofthis benefit, and be fure You keepe your Sifter, (the high-fould-C/espdtrd,) |Both clofe and fhort enough, file may not fee him : [The reft, if I may councell fir. fro/. Doe all: or in thy faithful! fervice refts my fafetie. Exit. Scena Secunda. Enter Septiniu. • Heere's a ftrange alteration in the Court; fn.s 5s are of other fetts, and motions, e[r mtods of fubtler ftuffe: 1 pafle by now s 1 ough I were a Rafcall, no man knowes me, °eye lookes after: as I were a plague, eir ores fhut clofe againftme: and I wondred at Becaufel have done a meritorious Murther, Becaufe I have pleased the Time,does the T ime plague me? 1 have knowne the day they would have huggd me for it : For a lefle ftioke then this, have done me reverence: Opend their hearts, and fecret clofets to me Their purfes, and their pleafures, and bid me wallow. 1 now perceive the great Theeves eate the lefle, And the huge Leviathans of Villany Sup up the merits, nay the men and all That doe them fervice, and fpowt'em out againe into theayre, as thin, and unregarded As drops of water ; that are loft i'th Ocean ; 1 was lov'd once tor (wearing, and for drinking, And for other principall Qualities, that became me, Now a foolifti unthankfull murther has undone me, It my Lord Pbotinus be not mercifull Etikr Pbotinus* That fet me on: And he comes, now fortune. Pbo. Ctjars unthankfuhiefle a little ftirrs me A little frets my blood : take heede, proud Roman, Provoke me not, fur not my anger farther: 1 may rinde out a way unto thy life too, (Though arnfd in all thy Victories) and feize it, A Conquerour has a heart, and I may hit it. Sep* May it pleafe your Lordfhip ? Pbo. O Septimus! Sep* Your Lordfhip knowes my wrongs. Pbo. Wrongs ? Sep* Yes my, Lord, How theCaptaine of the Guard Achillas,flights me. Pho. Thinke better of him,he has much befriended thee, Shew'd thee much love in taking the head from thee. The times are altered (Souldier) Ctfars angry, And our deiigne to pleafe him, loft, and periffrd : Be glad thou artunnam»d 'tis not worth the owning; Yet, that thou maift beufefull Sep* Yes my Lord, I fhall be ready. Pbo. For I may employ thee T o take a rubbe or too out of my way As time fhall ferve : fay that it be a Brother > Or a hard Father ? * Sep. 'Tis moft neceflary, A Mother, or a Sifter; or whom you pleafe (fir.) Pbo. Or to betray a noble friend.' Sep. Tis all one. . Pbo* I know thou wilt ftir for gold. Sep. Tis al 1 my motion. P/;o. There take that for thy fervice,and farewell: I have greater bufinefle now. Sep. 1 am ftill your owne, Sir. Pbo One thing! charge thee; fee me no more(septinius') Vnleflel fend. Sep. J fhall obfervc your houre. So, this brings fomething in the mouth ; fome favour. This is the Lord I ferve, the power I worfhip, My friends, Allyes, And here lyes my Allegeance. Let people talkc as they pleafe of my rudenefle, And fhun me for my deede : bring but this to em, (Let me be damrfd for blood) yet ftill I am honourable, This God creates new tongues, and new affe&ions ; And though I had killdmy Father, give me gol Fie make men fweare 1 have done a pious Sacrifice. Now I will out-brave all: make all my Servants, And my brave deed fhall be writ in wine, for vertuous. Exit. I I i f 4 I Scena I o whom and to yourlervice I devote me. Enter Sceva- C le. He is my coil que ft now, and fo Me worke hint, The conquerour of the world will 1 lead capti ve, See. Still with this woman/tilting ftill with Babies/ As you are honeft thinke the Enemy, Some valiant Foe indeed now charging on ye: Ready to breake your ranks, and tiing thele——<«• Chave waited on?l(hame Sir. Exit Care Lady, My Souldiers will comeim pleafe you retire, And thinke upon your (ervant? Cleo. Pray you Sir, know me, And what I am. . COod Sir, but heare. rtol. Vjr N o more, you have undon me, That, that I howrelyfe rJ, is take upon me, And heavily, and deadly. Pbo. Heare a remedy. Ptol. A remedy now the difeafe is ulcerous? Scena Secunda. Enter An tony, Dollobelld, Sceva \ 132 7 be Falfi One. Sep. Save ye good Souldiers: good poore men, heaven You have borne the brunt of warr, and (hew the (lory. 1. Soultl. Some new commander fure. Sep You looke (my good friends) By your thin faces, as you would be Suitors. 2. Sol. C£far, for our meanes (Sir.) Sep. And'tis fit Sir. 3 .So1- We are poore men, and long forgot. Sep. I grieve for it .• Good Souldiers (hould have good rewardes, and favours I'le give up your petitions, for I pitty ye: And fr ely ipeafce to C f friffvou admire? pray ye turn, and let me talk to ye. t ve forgot me Sir i how, a new object > J, i crown old o'th fodaine .<> C*.-far.? c/iar. Tell me Vom whence comes all this wealth > C/«. Is your eye that way ? nd all my Beauties baniiht ? P,J retell theeCtjar, Ye owe for all this wealth to the olde Nylus: Vc need no dropping raine to cheer the husband-man, 'or Merchant that ploughs up the Sea, to fee ke us; Vithin the wealthy wombe of reverent Nylus, 11 this is nourilhed : who to do thee honour, omes to difcover his (even Deities, CHisconceal'd heads) unto thee: fee with pleafure 1 Ctjar. The matchlefle wealth ofthis land! Cleo. Come, ye (hall heare. _ Ctjit. Away: let me imagine. Cleo. How ? frown on me ? The eyes of C*far wrapt in ftormes ? ajar-1 am lorry: But let me thinke—1 Muficke, Song. Biter Ijis, and three Labourers. I Sis, tbe Goddejfe of this Land, Bids thee (great Caefar) underftand And mark? m Cu(lomes, and fir ft fyow, With greed) eyes thefe watch the flow fflenteoiis Nylus: when he comes, yitbSongs, with Vaunces, timbrels, Drums, sky entertainehim : cut bis way, Aid give bis proud Heads leave to flay ; Nylus bimjelfe, [hall rife, andftnw His matcblejfe wealth in Over-flow• Labourers Song. COme let us help the reverend Nyle, Hee's very olde (alas the while J Let us dig him eafte wayes, A/id prepare a tboufand Playes : 0 delight his ftreatnes let's fing. Aloud welcome to our spring. bis way let bis curling Heads, all into our new made Beds. bis way let bis wanton fpawnes, I ris\e, and glide it o're tbe Lawnes. Ibis way profit comes, and gaine : Low be tumbles here amaine. owhis waters haft to fall nto our Chahnells ? Labour all And let him in : Let Nyl us flow, And perpetuall plenty fbow~ with Incenfe let us hleffe the brim, nd as tbe wanton fifhes fwim t us Gums3 and Garlands fling, Anu loud our Timbrels ring. Lome (olde Father) come away, Gur labour is our holy-day« % V p < t 1 I \ V • * 1S' HE*comes ^e aged River now p r-^^itb Garlands of great Pearl,his Brow f" an^ r°unded: In bis Flow, 4 nngs taly life and all things grow. A thoujand wealthy Treafures ftill, To doe him Jervice at his will, I ollow his riftng Flood, and fowrc Perpetuall bleffings in our ft ore. Hea re him : and next there will advance, His [acred Heads to tread aVance, } In honour of my Roy all Gueft, Marke them too: and you have a Feaft. Cleo. A little drode betray me ? Ctjar. I am afham'd I warr'd at home, (my friends) Whenfuch wealth may be got abroad ? what honour > Nay evcrlaftingglory had Rome purchased, Had (he a juft caufe but to viiit Jh'opt ? Nylus Song, and Dance. MAke roomefor my rich waters fall, ' and blejfe my Flood, Nylus comes flowing, to you all encreafe and good. Now the Plants and Flowers jkallfpring, And the merry Plough-man fing. In my hidden waves I bring, Bread, and wine, and every thing. Let tbe I) am jells fing me in: '] , Sing aloud that I may rife: Tour holy Feafts and boures begin, And each hand bring a Sacrifice. Now my wanton Pearls Ijbow That to Ladies faire neckes grow. Now my gold And treafures that can nere be told, ' shall blejfe this Land, by my rich Flow, And after this, to crowneyour Eyes, My bidden holy head arije. C&far. The wonder of this wealth, fo troubles me, I am not well: good-night. See. I am glaa ye have it: Now we (hall itir againe. Ptol. Thou wealth, ftill haunt him. See. A greedy fpirit fet thee on: we are happy. Ptol Lights: lights for Ctfar, and attendance. Cleo. Well, I (hall yet finde a time to tell thee Ctfar, Thou haft wronged her Love ; the reft here. Ptol. Lights along ftill : Muficke, and Sacrifice to deep for, fefar. Exeunt. Adus Quartus Scena Prima. I * Enter Ptolemy, Thotinus, Achillas, Achoreux. Ach. TTold ye carefully, what this would prove to, JL What this incftimable wealth and glory Would draw upon ye : I advis'd your Majeity Never to tempt a Conquering Gueit: nor add A bayte, to catch a mind, bent by his Trade To make the whole world his. j Pbo. I was not heard Sir: Or what Ifaid,loft, and contemned : I dare fay,* (And frefhly now) wag a poore weafencfle in ye, j A glorious Childilhnefs /1 watcldd his eye, And faw how Faulcon-like it towr'd, anddew . Upon the wealthy Quarry : how round it imrk'd it: S Pbo. And laft be counlaild. Ptol. I will, though I perilh Fbo. Goe in : wee'i teli yon all: and then wet'l Seen a. Secunda Enter Cleopatra, Arfino3 Eros 'Tis poore and fcrvile: Wert thou thine own Sacrifice 'Twould feeme fo low, people would (pit the fire out. A/)//.Keep thy felf glorious ftil,though ne re fo itaind, And that will lefien it, if not work it out Togoe complaining thus; and thus repenting Like a poore Girle that had betraid her maiden- head— . Sep. Vie flop mine eares. Acbil. Will (hew fo in a fouldier. So (imply, and fo ridicolouily, fo tamely— Pbo. if people would believe thee, 'ewer fome honefty, And for thy penitence would not laugh at thee (As fure they will) and beat thee, for thy poverty; If they would allow thy foolery, there were fome hope. Sep. My foolery > Pbo. Nay, more then that, thy misery , Thy monlcrous milery. Acbil. He begins to hearken : Thy mifery fo great, men will not bury thee. Sep» That this were true/ Pbo. Why does this conquering C*far Labour through the worlds deep Seas of toyls & troubles, Dangers, and defperate hopes ?to repent afterwards ? Why does he flaughter thoulands in a Battel!, And whip his Countrey with the S word.^to cry for't ? Thou killdft great Pompey : heel kil all his kin red, And juftifie it: nayraile up Trophies to it. When thou heareft him repent: (he's held mo ft holy too) And cry for doing daily bloody murthefts, Take thou example, and goe aske forgivenefle, Call up the thing thou nanvft thy confidence, Andlet it work: then 'twill feeme well Septimus. Sep. He does all this. Acbil. Yes: and is honoured for it; Nay calFd the honoured Ctfary fo mailt thou be: Thou were born as neere a Crow lie as he. ^ a Sep. He was poore. Pio. And defperate bloody tricks got him this credit. Sep. I am afraid you will once more- Pbo. Help to ratfe thee : Offwith thy pining blacke, it dulls a Souldier, And put on refolution like a man., A noble Fate waits on thee. St p. I now feele My felfe returning Rafcall fpeedily. 0 that 1 had the power ■» Acbil. Thou (halt have all; • And doe all through thy power, men (hall admire thee, And the vices of SeptiniuSy (hall turn vertues. Sep. Off: off: thou mull off; off my cowardize, Puling repentance off. Pbo. Now thou (peakfi nobly. Sep. Off my deje&ed looks; and welcome impudence: My daring (hall be Deity, to fave me : Give me inftru&ions, and put aftion on me; A gloriouscaufe upon my fwords point (Gentlemen) And let my wit, and valour work : you will razfe n e, And make me out-dare all my miferies ? P/;o. All this, and all thy wilhes. Sep. life me then, Womanifh feare farewell; 1'le never melt more, Lead on, to fome great thing, to weale my (piric: 1 cut the Cedar Pompey, and 1'le fell This huge OakeC^far too. Pbo. Now thou fingft fweetly: And Ptolomy (hall crowne thee for thy fervice: . (Exeunt. Acbil. He's well wrought/put him on apace for cooling. Acb. If they have any touch. Of ju ft ice, or religion, I will u(e Theathority ot our Gods,to call them back. From their bad purpofe. Jp. This part of the pallace, Is yet defeasible: we may make it good, Till your powers refcueus- ; , Cafar. C£far befeig'd? Oftaiue to my great aftions: 'twas my cuftome An Army routed, as my feete had wings To be firft in the chafe: nor walls, nor Bulworkes Could guard thofe thatefcap'd the Battailes fury From this ftrong Arme,and I to be enclofd My heart!my ha rt! but'tis neceslity, To which the Gods muft yeild, and 1 obey. Till 1 redeeme it, by fome glorious way. Exem uiritus Enter C£jar0Antony9 Scena Secunda# I # AM J ■ Enter fhotinus, Achillas0 Septimus3 SoulierJ Pbo. Ther's no retiring now, we are broke in: The deed pa ft hope of pardon:ifwe profper j A will be itilde l awfully and we lhall give lawes I To thofe that now command us; (top not at Or loyalty, or duty, bold Ambition, To dare and power to do, gave the firft difference Betweene the King, and fubjeft, C And the Court trembles ? Cleo. Yes Arjino, And with amafculineconftancy deride Fortunes worft malice, as a fervant to My Vermes, not a Miftrefs: then we forfake The FalfeOne. Hi They that have power are royalhand thofe bafe w live at the devotion of an other, m Z hirth save Ptolomy, or fortune C*far, lv Engines talhiondin this Protean Anvill |1 made mine:and onely ftoop at y on, h im 1 would ftill preferve free to command me; | r,r.rs frownes, they are below my thoughts, Jrfe taire ey«, I lull hav, read he fiory of3 fupreame Monarc by, -n which all hearts with mine, gladly pay tribute, Mttinus name, had long fincebin as great sFll!omiis ere ms,or C*J*rs is, hi3made me as a weaker tye to unloofe he knot otloyalty, that chain d my freedom; n 1 flight the feare that Cxjars threats might caufe, hat I and they might fee noSun appeare | uCleoUtra, in th' Egyptian Spheare. | cieJ. 0 giantlike Ambition! married to Itweriindarknefle !in coniiderate foole, 'though flatter'd with felve love)coukTft thoubeleeve, ■ereajlCrownes on the earth, made into one, ('by Kings ijthin thy grafpe, and laid downe at my feete, Ivouldvouchfafe a kifleto a no-man.? A yielded Evcnuch? [ Pilot. Faireft, that makes for me: |f^nd (hetves it is no fenfnall appetite, ut true love to the greatnefle ofthy fpirit, hat when that you are mine fhall yeild me pleafures: iymen, though blefling a new married paire hall blufh to thinke on, and our certaine Iflue, he glorious fplendour ofdread Majefty: 'hofebeanies (hall dazell Borne, and awe the world: y wants in that kinde, others Ilia 11 fupply, id 1 give way to it. Cleo. Baferthen thy birth: an there be Gods, and heare this,and no thunder, amthee into the earth? Pbo. They are a fleepe, And cannot heare thee : Lr with open eyes, |jd Jove looke on us, I would laugh and fweare at his artillary is cloid by me: III r ifthat they have power to hurt, his Bolts in my hand. . Cleo. Moft impious! Pbo. They are dreames, _c-ligious fooles (hake at:yet to affiire thee, H-wfiS) that fcourges pride, and fcorne, an7 thing but a name fhe lives in me: _ r by myfelfe(an oath to me more dreadfull hen Stixis to your GodsJ weake Ptolomy dead, , v & v^ileJremov'd ■. .pooreft Rafcalls, that are in my Camp ■"all, in my praence, quench their luftfull heate Jthee, and young Arfinoes while I laugh j o heare you howle in vaine ; fteride thofe Gods, - at you thinke can proteft you, Cleo. To prevent thee. \ \ E diat 1 ani the Mi ft re fs of my fate: f o ope I of my Sifter, to continue it, |P«atthee, and fcorne thee. I win tame, at haughty courage, and make it ftoop too. Lh. Never: I Was bo rne to command and I will dye Co. Enter Achillas and Souldiers-, with the body of Ptolomy. Pbo. The King dead? this is a faire entrance to, Our future kappinelfe. Ar. Omy Deare Brother? t Cleo. YVeepe not Arfinoe^common women do foe, Nor loofe a tearefor him, it cannot helpe him.- But ftudy to dye nobly. Pbo. C i j C/Jdf I 1 he Prolog-lie. mm 1 NEwLitles, warrant not a Play for new, the fubj eft being old: and''tis as true, Frejb, and neate matter may with eafe be framd Out of their Stories, that have oft been nam'd With glory on the Stage : what borrows he From him that wrote olde Priams tragedy. That writes his love to Hecuba I Sure, to tell Of Csfars amorous heates, and bow befell In the Capitol!, can never be the fame totk Judicious: Nor will fuels blame tbofe that penn'd this, fx Barrenneffe when theyfinde hung Cleopatra he re, and her great mind ExprelYd to the height, with us a Maid, and free, And how he rated her Virginity. We treat not of what boldneffe fbe did dye, Nor ofberfatall Love to Anthony. What wee prefent and offer to your view, (I fon their Faiths J the stage yet never lynew. o Let Reafon then, firfr to your wills give Lawes, And after judge of them, a nJ of their Caufs. ogue. 3 Nowfhould wifb another had my place, But that I hope to come off, and with grace. And but expreffefome ftgne that you are pleas'd, We of our doubts, they of their feares are eas>d. Iwould beg further (Gentlemen) and much fay In the favour of our fehes, them, and the Plays Did Inot re(l affuvd ; the mofll fee Hate Impudence, and cberift modejly. ¥ 5 4 I 1 : • / 1) - J ! The Chances. — ^ 1 K S X 1. y * -■ t • z The Chances. If you doe thruft, be fure it be to th' hilts, A Surgeon may fee through him. 1. You are too violent, 2. Too open, undifcreet. Pet. Am I not ruin'd ? The honour of my houfe crack'd ? my bloud poyfon'd? My credit, and my name ? 2. Be fure it be fo, Before ye ule this violence.Let not doubt, And a fufpe&ing auger fo much fway ye, Your wiledome may be queftion'd. Ant. I fay kill him, And then dilpute the caufe; cutoff what may be, And what is, (hall be fafe. 2, Hangup a true man, Becaufe 'tis pofiible he may betheevifh: Alas, is this good Juftice ? Petr. I know as certaine, As day muft come againe; as cleare as truth. And open as beliefe can lay it tome, That I am bafely wrong'd, wrong'd above recompence; Malitioufly abus'd, blafted for ever In name and honour, loft to all remembrance, But what is fmear'd, and ffiamefull; I muft kill him, Neceffitie compells me. I. But think better Petr. There is no other cure lefttyet witnefle with me All that is faire in man, all that is noble, - I am not greedy of this life I fcek for, Nor thirft to fhed mans bloud; and would 'twere pofliblc I with it with my foule, fo much I tremble To offend thefacred Image of my Maker, My f word could onely kill his crimes: no 'tis honour, Honour, my noble friends, that idoll honour, That all the world now worfhips, not Petrnehio Muft doe this j uftice. Ant. Let it once be done, And 'tis no matter, whether you, or honour, Or both be acceflarie- 2. Doe you weigh Petruchi* The value of the perfon, power, and greatneffe, And what this fparkemay kindle ? Petr. Toperformeit, So much /am ty'dto reputation, And credit of my houfe, let it raife wild-fires, That all this Dukedcme fmoak, and ftormes that tofte me /nto theftormes ofeverlafting ruine, Yet / muft through; if yee dare fide me. Ant. Dare ? Petr. Ye're friends indeed, if not. 2. Here's none flies from you, Doe it in what defigne ye pleafe,wee'U back ye, 1. But then be fure yee kill him. 2. Is the caufe So mortall, nothing but his life? * *Pet. Beleeveme, A leffe offence has been the defolation Of a whole name. 1. No other way to purge it ? Per.There is,but never to be hoped for, 2. Thinke an houre more, And if then ye finde no fafer road to guideyee, Wee'll fet up our refts too. Ant. Mine's up already, And hang him for my part, Goes lclfe than life. I A I 2. If we fee noble caufe, 'tis like our fvvords May be as free and forward as your words. Scxne. 3« Emer Don John. John. The civill order of this Towne PclloniA Makes it belov'd, and honour'd of all travellers As a moft fafe retirement in all troubles; Befide the wholfome feat, and noble temper Of thofe mindes that inhabit it, fafely wile, And to all ftrangers vertuous : But I fee My admiration has drawne night upon me, And longer to expcdl my friend may pull me Into fufpition of too late a ftirrer, Which all good Governments are jealous of. lie home, and thinke at liberty: yet certaine, Tis not lo farre night as I thought; for fee, ' A faire houfe yet ftands open, yet all about it Are clofe, and no lights fiirringjthere may befouls He venture to look in : if there be knaves, (W< I may doe a good office. Within. Sigrseur? John. What ? how is this ? Within. Signieur Fabritio ? John. liegoenearer. Within. Fabritio ? J oh. This is a womans tongue,here ma Within. Who's there ? Fabritio ? J oh. I. Within. Where are ye? Joh. Here. Within. O come,for heavens fake 1 Joh. I muft fee what this meanes, Enter Wonoan with a childe. Within. I have ftay'd this long houre for you,mal For things are in ftrange trouble : here, be fecret,. 'Tis worth your care; begone now; more eyes watt! Then may be for our fafeties. Joh. Harkeye? Within. Peace: good night. Joh. She is gone, and I am loaden; fortune for me It weighes well, and it feeles well; it may chance To be fome pack of worth .• bytb' mafic 'tis heavic; if it be Coyne or Jewels, 'tis worth welcome: lie ne're refiife a fortune : I am confident 'Tis of no common price: now to my lodging: If it hit right, He blefle this night. f Exit. Scsne 4. Enter Fredrick,. Fred. "Tis ftrange, I cannot meet him ; fure he has encountred Some light o' love or other, and there meanes To play at In and In for this night. Well Don John, If you doe fpring a leak, or get an itch, Til ye claw off your curl'd pate,thank your night-v--" You muft be fiill a bootehalling : one round more> Though it be late, He venture to difcover ye, I doe not like your out-leaps. . • Scxne 5. Enter Duke, and 3. Gentlemen, Duke. Welcome to Towne, are ye all fit ? 1. To point Sir, Duke. Where are the horfes ? 1. Where they were appointed. m - / Motivate, ancl whatfoever fortune O^felfeflet's ftand fure. 1 eare not us5 J' fhall be endangered, or deluded, &ril make a black night on't. Vh. No more, I know it; You know your Quarters ? ■ will y°u g°e alone fir • j)lt Ye fhall not be farre from me, the leaft noifc Shall bring ye to my refcue. we are counlell'd. Exeunt. Scznc 6- Enter Don John. J. Iohn. Was ever manfo paid for being curious? rver i0 bob'd (or fearching out adventures, As I am ? did the devill lead me? muft I needs be peeping Into mens houfes where I had no bufineire, And make my lelfe a nufchiefe ? 'Tis well carried; I mult take other mens occafions on me, And be 1 know not whom: moft finely handled : What have I got by this no w ? what's the purchafe ? A piece of evening Arras worke, a childe, Indeed an Infidcll i this comes of peeping: A lumpe got out of lazineflfe ; good white bread Let's have no bawling with y ee: 'fdeath, have I Knotvne Wenches thus long, all the wayes of wenches, Their fnares and fiibtilties ? have I read over All their Schoole learnings, div'd into their quiddits, And am I now bum-fidled with a Baftard i fetch'd over with a Carde of five, and in mine old dayes, After the dire maffacre of a million OfMaiden-heads? caught the common way,ith'night too Under anothcrs name, to make the matter Carry more weight about it ? well Don Iohn, You will be wifer one day, when ye have purchas'd A beavy of thefe Butter prints together, With fearching out conceal'd iniquities, Without commiflion : why, it would never grieve rafe, if I had got this Ginger-bread: never ftirr'dine, So I had had a ftroak for't: 't had been j uftice » Then to have kept it; but to raife a dayrie Tor other mens adulteries, confume my felfe in candles, Andfcowring works, in Nurfes Bells and Babies, Onely forcharity, for meere I thank you, A little troubles me: the leaft touch for it, Had but my breeches got it, had contended me. it is, lure t' had a wealthy mother, . or 'tis well cloathedj and if I be not cozen'd, Wdllin'd within : to leave it here were barbarous, And ten to one would kill it: a more fin Then his that got it: well, I will difpofe on't, And keep it, as they keep deaths heads in rings, '0 cry> memento to me; no more peeping. a'l the danger is to qualifie he good old gentlewoman, at whofe houfe we live, or fhe will fall Up0n me with a Catechifme toure houres long : I muft endure all; I or I will know this mother: Come good wonder, I W;,][oa ana 1 be jogging: your ftaiv'd trebble I c, . w*kenthe rude watch elfe: All that bee | u'i°us night-walkers, may they finde my fee. A i ' .'9 J 4 Sc^n. 7. Enter Fredrick. II wit Surc hec's g°ne home t>eaten all the purlewes, But cannot bolt him : if he be a bobbing Tis not my care can cure him: To morrow morning 1 fir all have further knowledge from a Surgeons—- Where he lyes moord, to mend his leaks. Enter Co aflame A. Con, I'me ready, And through a world of dangers am flown to yee. Be full of hade and carc, we are undone elfe : • Where are your people? which way rnuft we travell ? For heaveu fake flay not here fir. Fred. What may this prove ? 1 Con. Alas I am iniflaken, loft, undone. For ever perifh'd. Sir, for heaven fake tell me, Are yea Gentleman ? Fred. I am. Con. Of this place? Fred. No, borne in Spain. Con. As ever you lov'd honour, As ever your defires may gaine their ends, Doc a poore wretched woman but this benefit, For I am fore'd to truft yee. Fred. Y'avecharm'd me, Humanity and honour bids me helpc ve ; And if I faile your truft. Con. The time's too dangerous To ftay your proteftations .• I beleeve ye, Alas, I muft believe ye .■ From this place, Good noble Sir, remove me inftantly, And for a time, where nothing but your felfe, And honeft converfation may come neare me3 in fome fecure place fertle me. What I am, And why thus boldly i commit my credit Into a ftrangers hand, the feares and dangers, That force me to this wilde courfe, at more leifure I fhall reveale unto you. Fred. Come.be hearty, He muft (hike through my life that takes ye from me • % Scame 8. Enter PetruchiotAnbOHio,and t.Gent. Petr. He will fure come. Are yee well arm'd ? Am. Never feare us. Here's that will make 'em dance without a Fiddle. Fetr. We are to look for no weak foes, my friends, Nor unadvifed ones. Ant. Bell gatnfeers make the beft game, We fhall fight clofe and handfbm e then. ' I Gent. Antonio^ You are a thought too bloudy. Ant. Why? allPhyfitians , And penny Almanacks allow the opening Of veines this nioneth: why doe ye talke ofbloudy ? What come we for, to fall to cuffes for apples t What, would ye make the Caufe a Cudgell quarcll ? On what terrnes ftands this man ? is not his honour Opcn'd to his hand, and pickt out like an Oyfter ? | His credit like a quart pot krrockt together,. i Able to hold no liquor ? clears but this point. Petr. Speak foftly, gentle Couzen. jint. lie fpeak truely What fhoisli men doe ally'd" to thefe difgraccs, Lick o're his enemie, fit downs, and dance him ? 2. You are as farre o'th' bow hand now. Ant. And crie j , - > * • That's my fine boy, thou wilt doe fo no more child, Pet. Here are no fuch cold pieties. Aaa a I La. But fonne John. Jo. I know your meaning mother; touch it once m Alas you look not well; take a round draught, 11 warmes the bloud well, and reftores the colour And then wee'll talke at large. ' Land. A ci vill gentleman ? A ftranger ? one the Town holds a good regard of? Jo. Nay I will filence there. Lan. One that fhould weigh his faire name?oh a ft Jo. There's nothing better for a ftitch, good njotk Make no ipare of it, as you love your health, 1 Mince not the matter. Land. As I laid, a gentleman, , Lodge in my houfe ? now heav'ns my comfort,Signi0l Jo. I look'd for this. Lan. I did not thinke you would have us'd me thus A woman of my credit: one,heaven knowes, ' That lov'd you but too tenderly. Jo. Deare mother, I ever found your kindneffe, and acknowledge it. Lan. No, no, I am a fool to counfeli yee.Where'stb Come, lets fee your Workmanship. Jo. None of mine, Mother. But there 'tis, and a lufty one. Land. Heaven blefle thee, Thou hadft a hafty making 3 but the beft is, 'Tis many a good mans fortune: as i live Your owne eyes Signior,andthe nether lip As like yee,as ye had fpit it. Jo. I am glad on't. Lan. Bleffe me,what things are thefe ? Jo. I thought my labour ! Was not all loft,'tis gold, & thefe are je wels, i Both rich, and right I hope. 11; ; Lan. Well, well fonne John, I fee ye are a wood-man, and can chufe i Your Deere, though it be i'th darke, all your difcretioo Is not yet loft ; this was well clapt aboard • Here I am with you now ; when as they fay Y our pleafure comes with profitjwhen ye muft needs or Doe where ye may be done to, 'tis a wiledome Becomes a young man well: be fure of one thing, Loofe not your labour and your time together, It feafons of a foole, fonne, time is pretious, Worke wary whilft ye have it: fince ye muft traffic! Sometimes thisflippery way, take fure hold Signior, Trade with no broken Merchants, make your lading, As you would make your reft, adventuroufly, But with advantage ever. Io. All this time mother, The childe wants looking too, wants meat and Nurfo Lan. Now bleffing o' thy care 5 it fhall have all, And inftantly ; lie leek a Narfe my felfe, fonne; ' Tis a fweet childe : ah my young Spaniard, Take you no further care fir. Io. Yes of thele Jewels, I muft by your leave Mother : thefe are yours, To make your care the ftronger : for the reft He finde a Mafter 5 the gold for bringing up oji't, I freely render to your charge. Lan. No more words, Nor no more children, ( good fonne) as you loveo^ This may doe well. 1 I oh. I fhall obferve your Morals.. But where's Don Ferdinand ( Mother ) Lan. Ten to one Ant. By Saint Jacjttes j They fhall not finde me one t here's old tough Andrew, A fpeciall friend of mine, and he but hold, lie ftrike 'em luch a horne-pipe: knocks I come for, I And the beft bloud I light on; I profes it, | Not to fcarre Cofter-mongers; If I loole mine owne, Mine audits loft, and fare-well five and fifty. _ | Let. Let's talke no longer,place your felves with filence, ! As I direded yee; and when time calls us, As ye are friends.fo fhew your felves. Ant. So be it. Exeunt. Scacn^. 9' Enter Don John andhis Land-lady. Land. Nay Son, if this be your regard, j Jo. Good mother. i Lan. Good me no goods; your Cozen, and your felf Are welcome to me, whilft you beare your felves Like honeft and true Gentlemen : Bring hither To my houfe, that have ever been reputed j A gentlewoman of a decent, and faire carriage, j And fo behav'd my felf? Jo. I know ye have. Lan. Bring hither, as I fay, to make my name Stinke in my neighbours noftrills ? your Devifes, Your Brats, got out of Alligant, and broken oathes? Your Linfey VVoolfey worke, your hafty puddings ? I fofter up your filch'd iniquities ? Y'are deceiv'd in me, Sir, 1 am none Of thofe receivers. ! t • I Jo. Have I not fworne unto you, Tisnoneof mine, and fhew'dyou howl found it ? Land. Ye found an cafie foole that let you get it, She had better have wornepafternes. Jo. Will yee hearc me ? (your ends, Lan. Oathes ? what doe you care for oathes to gaine When ye are high and pamper'd ? What Saint know ye? Or what Religion,«but your purpos'd lewdneffe, Is to be look'd for of ye ? nay, I will tell ye, You will then fweare'like accus'd Cut-puries, As far of truth too; and lye beyond all f aulconers: 1'me fick to fee this dealing. Jo. Heaven forbid Mother. La. Nay, I am very fick. Jo. Who Waits there? Ant. Sir. within. Jo. Bring down the bottle of Canary wine. La. Exceeding fick, heav'nhelpe me. Jo. Hafteyefirrah, I muft ev'n make her drunk; nay gentle mother; Lan. Now fie upon ye, was it for this purpofe You fctch'd your evening walks foryour digeftions, Tor this pretended holineffe ? no weather, Not before day could hold ye from the Matins. Were thefe your bo-peep prayers? ye'have praid well, | And with a learned zeale .- watcht well too j ypur Saint 1 It feems was pleas'd as well: ftill ficker,ficker. Enter Anthony with abottle of wine. Jo. There is no talking to her till I have drenchthen. Give me: here mother take a good round draught, 'Twill purge fpleen from your Ipirits: deeper mother. Lan. 1,1, fonne; you imagine this will mend all. Jo. All y'faith Mother. Lan. I confeffe the Wine % The Qhances. Exit. > ? Apelike adventure: he told me; ue was to finde you out. Her Why ftould he flay thus? ' may be tome ill chance in't: fleep I will not, f-e I have found him: now this woman's pleas'd, !Pleek my friend out,and my care is eas'd. Exit. her, not! OS ^ r Scsne. iO. Ewer Duke and Gent* Gen. Beleeve fir, 'tis as poflfible to doe it, as to remove the City 5the maine fadion, Swarm ihrogh theftreets like hornets,arm*d with angers Able to ruine States: no fafety left us, Nor meanes to dye like men, if inflantiy you draw not back againe, D*ki Way he be drawne And quarter'd too, that turnes noi^; were I furer Ofdeath thentbou art of thy fears,and with death More then thole feares are too. ' Sir, I feare not. Dh. I would not crack my vow,(dart from my Iwnour, Becaule I may finde danger; wound my foule, ' To keep my body faf'e. i ' ; ui i. I fpeak not fir, Out of a bafenefle to you. Du. >No,nor doe not Out of a bafenefle leave me : what is danger, More then the weakneffeof our apprehenfions ? A poor cold part o'th bloud ? who takes it hold of? Cowards, and wicked livers : valiant mindes -Were made the Matters of it,and as hearty Seamen In delperate flormes, ftem with a little Rudder The tumbling ruines of the Ocean : So with their caufe & fwords do they do dangers. Say we were lure to dye all in this venture, As I am confident againft it: is there any Amongftus of fo fat a fenfe, fo pamper'd, eel Would chuie luxurioufly to lye a bed, y lit * And purge away his fpirit, lend his foule out In Sugar-lops, and Syrups ? give me dying, As dying ought to be, upon mine enemy, Farting with man-kinde,by a man that's manly i Let 'em be all the world, and bring along C tin's envy with 'em, I will on. 2. You may fir, But with what fafety ? i. Since'tis come to dying, You ihall perceive fir,herebe thole amongft us (an dye as decently as other men, And with as little ceremony : on brave fir. That's fpoken heartily. i. And he that flinches Tay he dye lowzie in a ditch. H• No more dying, There's no fuch danger in it .• [What's a clock ? 3- Somewhat above your houre. »*. Away then quickly, "a e no noile, and no trouble will attend us, Pet. 'Tis done fir. Fr. Nor any ferious bufinefle that concerns me. Pet. Is the winde there agen ? Fr. Begone. Pet. I am fir. Exit. Enter Confi ant ta with a Jewell, Fr. Now enter without feare.——.And noble Lady That fafety and civility yee wifh'd for Shall truely here attend yon: no rude tongue Nor rough behaviour knows this place, no wifhes Beyondthe moderation of a man, Dare enter here: your owne defires and Innocence, Joyn'd to my vow'd obedience, lb all protect you, Were dangers more then doubts. Cs-.fi. Ye are truely noble, And worth a womans trutt : let it become me, (I doe beleech you fir) for all your kindnefle, To render with my thanks, this worthlefle trifle; I may be longer troublelome. Fred' Taire offices Are ftill their owne rewards: Heav'n blefle me Lady From felling civfllcourtefies: may it pleafe ye, If ye will force a favour to oblige me, Draw but that cloud afidc, to latisfie me For what good Angel I am engag'd. Confi. ltlballbe. Fori am truely confident yee are honeft : The Piece is lcarce worth looking on. Fred. T ruft me The abflrattt of all beauty, foule of fweetneffe, Defend me honeft thoughts, i fhail grow wilde elfe : What eyes are there, rather what little heavens, To ftirre mens contemplations ? what a Paradice Runs through each part fhe has ? good bloud be tempe- I mutt look off: too excellent an objed (rate : Confounds the fenfe that fees it. Noble Lady, If there be any further fervice tocaftpnme, Let if- fie worth my life, fo much I honour ye, Or the engagement of whole Families. Confi. Your fervice is too liberall,worthy fir, Thus farre I fhall entreat. Fred. Command me Lady. You make your power too poore. Confi. That prefeistly With all convenient hafte, you would retire Unto the ftreet you found me in. Fred. 'Tis done. ^ ^ Confi. There, if youfinde a gentleman oppreft With force and violence, doe a mans office, And draw yourfword to refcue him. Fred. Hee'sfafe, Be what he will, and let his foes be devills, Arm'd with your pitty, I fhall conjure 'em. Retire,this key will guide ye .• allthings neceflary Are there before ye. Confi. Allmy prayers goe withye. Exit. Fred. Ye clap on proof upon me : men fay gold Exeunt. Do's all, engages all,works through all dangers : Now I fay beauty can do more : The Kings Exchequer ~ke, and Peter,{with a candle.) Nor all his wealthy Indies, could not draw me {W. Give me the candle : fo goe you out that way. What have we now to doe ? Wf An^ your life firrah, _ °ne coime "care the doore without my knowledge, SOnot my Landlady, nor my friend. Through halfe thofe miferies this peece of pleafure Might make me leap inio: we are all like fea-Cards, All our endeavours and our motions, (As they doe to the North) ftill point at beauty, Still at the faireft: for a handfome woman, ( Setting my foule a fide ) it fhould goe hard, But I h 7 i • y The Chances. But I would ftrame my body : yet to her, UnlefTe it be her owne free gratitude, Hopes ye fhall dye, and thou tongue rot within me, E're I infringe my faith: now to my refcue. hxit. J Bus Secundus. Scana prima Dub ■ Duke, pnrfned bj Fetruchio, Antonio, and that Faci ion. Ou will not all oppreffe me ? (to him. Ant. Kill him ith* wanton eye: let me come es 3 Dukj Then yee fhall buy me deaiely. Fetr. Say you fo fir? Ant. I fay cut his Wezandfpoile his Have at your love-fick heart fir. ^ Enter Don John. Sure'tis fighting. My friend may be engag'd : fie gentlemen, This is unmanly oddes. Ant. lie flop your mouth fir. Dm.fals down, John. Nay, then have at thee freely: J Don lob. be- Ther's a plumb fir to fatisfie your longing, c firides him. Pet. Away: I hope I have fped hinr.here comes refcue. We fhall be endangered: where's Antonio ? Ant. I muft have one thruft more fir. 1 oh. Come up to me.- Ant. A mifchiefe confound your fingers. Petr. How is't ? Ant. Well: Ha's giv'n me my ejuietus efi, I felt him in my fmall guts, I'me fure, has feez'd me s This comes of fiding with ye. 2 Gent. Can yougoefir? Ant. I fhould goe man, and my head were ofj Enter the D uks FaTlion. Never talke of g Pet. Come, all fhall be well then. I heare pnore refcue comming. Ant. Let'sturnebackthen5 My skull's uncloven yet, let me but kill. Pet. Away for heaven fake with him. lob. Howis't? Dm. Well fir, Onely a little ftagger'd. Patlion Dm. Lets purfue 'em. Du. No not a man,I charge ye:thanks good coat, Thou hall fav'd me a fhrewd welcome: 'twas put home With I oh. Are ye fafe then ? (too Dm. My thanks to you brave fir, whofe timely valour, And manly courtefie came to my refcue, Io. Ye' had foule play offer'd ye, and fliame befall him That can paffe by oppreflion. Dtt. May I crave fir, But thus much honour more, to know your name ? And him I am fo bound to ? J oh. For the Bond fir, 'Tis every good mans tye: to know me further Will little profit ye ; I am a ftranger, My Countiey Spaine; my name Don lohn, a gentleman That lyes here for my ftudy. Dm. I have heard fir, Much worthy mention of ye, yet I finde Fame fhort of what ye are. John You are pleas'd fir, To exprefle your courtefie •• may I demand As freely what you are,and what mifchance Caft you into this danger ? I Dm. For this prefent I muft defire your pardon: you fhall know me Ere it be long fir, and a nobler thanks, Then now my will can render. Ioh. Your will's your owne fir. Dm, What is'tyou look for fir, have yee loft any th; Io. Onely my hat i'thfeuffle i fure thefo ^ Were night-fnaps. Dm. No, believe fir: pray ye ufe mine, . For 'twil be hard to finde your owne now. Ioh. No fir. Dm. Indeed ye fhall, I can command another: I doe befeech ye honour me. Io. I will fir, And fo lie take my leave. Dm. Within thefe few dayes I hope I fhall be happy in your knowledge. Till when I love your memory. Io. I yours. This is fome noble fellow. 'Fred. Tis his tongue fure. Don lohn? Ioh. Don Fredrick? Fred. Ye' are fairely met fir: Exit Du^t Enter FnL What fowling Io. Revelations?, lie tell thee Fredrick,J. but before I tell thee, Settle thy underftanding. Fred. 'Tis prepar'd, fir Io, This bawdy night. Fred. I thought no lefle. Ioh. This blinde night, What doft think I have got 2 Fred. The Poxit may be. Io. Would 'twere no worfe : ye talke of Rev I have got a Revelation will reveale me, An arrant Coxcombe while I live. Fred. What is't ? Thou haft loft nothing ? Io. No, I have got I tell thee. Fr. What haft thou got ? Io. One of the.Infantry, a childe. Fr. How? Io. A chopping child, man. Fr. 'Give ye joy, fir. Io. A lump of lewdneffe that's the tru This Town's abominable. - Fr. I ftill told ye lohn Your whoring muft come home; I counfeli'd ye: But where no grace is. Io. Tis none o'mine,man. Fr. Anfwer the Parifh fo. To. Cheated introth. Peeping into a houfe,by whom I know not, Nor where to find the place agen: no Fredrickf, Had I but kift the ring fort; 'tis no poor one, That's my beft comfort, for't has brought about it Enough to make it man. Fr. Where is't? Io. At home. Fr. A laving voyage: But what will you fay id 1- & ances, 7 !S your ferious Woifhip thjij; ;s " kit dib lot, H UK on; H"n; Ho\v, «ood Frederick? %rr cirle now to this boy would hit it ? A'"1'1"' Jl mine's a nobler venture: What do you thiol T^fftreffed Lady;one whole beauty (Si U Where is ihe_—, . II) A woman of that rare behaviour, kGpH as admiration dS round about her: of that perfect fpirit % ^'hSmirable carriage, That fweetnes in difcourfe 5 young as the morning, Her blufhes ftaining his. Job. But Where's this Creature ? Shew me but that. Fred- that's a11 one» "iees *9rt" comming, I hive her lore Boy. , U. Harke ye Frednc^. VV'iiat truck betwixt my Infant ? Fred. 'Tis t0° kghi Sir, Stick to your charges good Don John,I am well. " fib. But is there fuch a wench ? Fred. Tirft tell me this, Did ye not lately as ye walk'd along, Dilcover people that were arm'd,and likely To doe offence ? lob. Yes mary,and they urg'd it As far as they had fpirit. Fred. Pray go,e forward. lob. A Gentleman /.found ingag'd amongfl e'm, It leemes of noble breeding, I'm lure brave mettall, As /return'd to looke you,/ let in to hii And without hurt(/ thanke heav en)refcued him. And came my felfe off fate too. Fred. My work's done then : id now to latisfie you,there is a woman, Oh lobn,there is a woman— loh. Oh,where is (lie ? Fred. And one of no leffe worth then / allure ye j ■nd which is moreffalne under my protection. lob. 1 am glad of that: forward lweet Fredrick, bed. And which is more then that,by this nights wan- And which is moft of all,(he is at home too Sir. (drin In. Come,lets be gone then. bed. Yes,but 'tis moft certaine, fou cannot fee her John. Job. Why ? bed. Shehasfworne me hat none elfe fhall come neare her: not my Mother ill foms few doubts are clear'd. bb. Not look upon her ? What chamber is £he in ? Fred. In ours. bb. Let's goe I fay : womans oaches are wafers,breake with making, hey muft for modeftie a litle: we all know it. bed. No, /Te aflure you Sir. ., ■ Notice her? 'well an old dog trick of yours,well Fredricif, 5 mc of whoring, let's have faire play. qwre: dealing / would wuh ye.. F"d- When 'tis come. 'ch / know never will be.to that iffue. y poone fhall be as deep as mine Sir. Tell me, *3 S> :i And tell m£ true, is the caufe honourable, Or for your eafe ? Fr. By all our friendship, Iohn't "Tis honeft, and of great end. Ioh. I am anlwerff: But let me fee her though; leave the door As yee goe in. Fr. I dare not. Io. Not wide open, But juft fo, as a jealous husband Would levell at his wanton wife through. Fr. That courtefie, If ye defire no more, and keep it ftri&ly, I dare afford y ee : come, 'tis now neare morning. Ex. • ' # ' # # Scacne 2. Enter Peter and Anthony» Pet. Nay the old woman's gone too. Ant. Shee'sa Catterwauling Among the gutters: But conceive me, Peter3 Where our good Mafters fhould be ? Pet. Where they Should be, / doe conceive, but where they are, good Anthony-P- Ant. I, there it goes : my Mafters bo-peep with me. With his flye popping in and out agen, Argued a caufe, a frippery caufe. Pet. Beleeve me, They bear up with fome carvell An ■tt, I doe believe thee, For thou haft fuch a Mafter for that chafe; That till he fpend his maine Maft. Pet. Pray remember Your courtefie good Anthony ; and withall, How long 'tis fince your Mafter fprung a leak, He had a found one fince he came. J Lute founds Ant. Harke* £ within. Pet. What? -4«.Docftnot hear a Lute ? Agen ? Pet. Where is't ? Ant. Above in my Mafters chamber. Pet. There's no creatu. e;he hath the key himfolf man. An. This is his Lute: let him have it. \ Sirg within Pet. I grant you; but who ftrikes it? ? a, little. Ant. An admirable voice too, harke ye Pet. Anthony, Art fure we are at home ? Ant. Without all doubt, Peter. Pet. Then this muft be the Deviil. Ant. Let it be. Sitg agen.- Good Deviil fing againe: O dainty deviil, Peter belcve it, a moft delicate devill, •< The fweeteft Devill - c * Fred. If ye could leave peeping. £ John I cannot by no meanes. Fred. Then come intoftly, And as ye love your faith, prefume no further Then yee'have promifed. Ioh. Baslo, Fr. What make you up fo early fir? Io.You fir inyour contemplations. Pet. O pray ye peace fir. Fred. Why peace fir ? Pet. Doe you heare? Ioh. 'Tis your Lute. Fred. Pray yee fpeak foftly. Enter Fredrick. & Don lohn« S bee's I| eJ 1 - I'a k T h IV w0\\ I iv M w The Chances. I She's playing on't. Ant. The houfe is haunted fir, For this we have heard this haife yeare Fred. Ye faw nothing; Ant. Not I. Pet. Nor I Sir. Fred. Get us our breakfaft then, I oh. My Grace, There was a word of comfort. Fred. Shall he enter, Who e're he be ? I oh. Well folio w'd Fredric Confi. With all my heart. Fred. Come in then. And make no words on't} wee'll undertake this fpirit, J Enter Don Jihn Sing. Exeunt Servants, If it be one. Ant. This is no devill Peter. Mum, there be Bats abroad. Fred. Stay, now the fings. Ioh. An Angels voice lie fweare. Fred. Why did'ft thou (hrug fo ? Either allay this heat j or as I live I will not trull: ye. Ioh. Pafle : / warrant ye. Enter Confi ant iet. Con. To curfe thole ftarres, that men fay goveme us. To raile at fortune, fall out with my Fate, And taske the generall world, will helpe me nothing: Alas, / am the lame ftill, neither are they Sub/eft to help es,or hurts .• Our owne defires Are our owne fates, our owne ftars, all our fortunes, Fr. Nay ftart not, though he be a ftranger to yc Hee's of a Noble ftraine, my kinfman,Lady, ' My Countrey-man, and fellow Traveller, One bed containes us ever, one purfe feeds us, And one faith free between us; do not fear hi Hee's truely honeft. "jo. That's a lye. Fred. And trufty •• Which John ft Fred. Peace to your meditations J oh. Pox upon ye, Stand out oth' light. Con}k. I crave your mercy fir, My minde o're-charg'd with care made mc unmannerly. Fr. Pray yee let that minde at reft, all lhall be perfeft. Jo. I like the body rare; a handfome body, A wondrous handfome body .• would (he would turne: See, and that fpightfull puppy be not got Between me and my light againe, - Fr. Tisdone, As all that you command (hall bee: the gentleman Is lafely off all danger. Job. O de dios. Confi. How (hall I thank ye fir I how fatisfie ? Fr. Speak foftly, gentle Lady, all's rewarded, Now does he melt like Marmalad. To. Nay,'tis certaine, Thou art the Iweeteft woman I e're look'd on: I hope thou art not honeft. Fred• None difturb'd yee ? '' Confi. Not any fir, nor any found came neare mc, I thank your care. Fred. 'Tis Well. • " 4 If JF" Ioh. I would faiwe pray now, But the Devill and that fieih there, o' the world, What are we made to luffer ? Fr. Hee'llenter; Pull in your head and be hang'd. Ioh. Harke ye Fredricke, I have brought ye home your Pack-faddle. Fr. Pox upon yee. ~i 1 Con. Nay let him enter; fie my Lord the Duke, Stand peeping at your friends. " Fr. Ye are cozen'd Laoy, Here is no Duke. Confi. I know him full well Sjgnior. Ioh. Hold thee there wench. Fre. This mad-brain'd foole will fpoile all. Con. I doe befeech your grace come in. d ■ A Exeunt. | Beyond your wifties: valiant to defend, And modeft to converfc with,as your blufties. "Jo. Now may I hang my 1'clf; this commendation Has broke the neck of all my hopes: for now Muft I cry, no forfooth, and I forfooth, and iurely And truely as I live,, and as I am honeft. Has done thefe things for 'nonce too; for hee knewts Like a moft envious Rafcall as he is, I am not honeft, nor defire to be, Efpecially this way: h'as watch'd his time, But I fhall quit him. Confi F J Goe kifle her John Con. Sir, I (hall now defire to be a trouble. . Jo. Neverto me, fweet Lady : Thus I leal My faith, and all my fcrvice. Con, One word Signeur. Jo. Now 'tis impoffiblc I fhould be honeftj She kiffes with a conjuration Would make the devill dance: what points ft My leg i warrant, or my well knit body: Sit faff Don Fredrick: Fred. "Xwas given him by that gentleman You took fuch care of; his owne being loft ith'lcit Con. With much joy may he weare it; 'tis a rif" I can affure ye Gentleman, and right happy May you be in all fights for that faire fervice. Fred. Why doe ye blufh ? Con. 'T had almoft cozen'd me, For not to lye, when I fa w that, 1 look'd for Another Mafter of it: but 'tis well. 5 Knock. Fr. Who's there ? £ F.nt. M Stand ye a little clofe; Come in Sir, Now what's the newes with you ? Anth. There is a gentlemen without, I Would fpeak with Don John, Ioh. Who fir? Ant, I do not know Sir, but he fhews a man Of no meane reckoning. Fred. Let him (hew h And then returne a little wller. -Ant. Well Sir. • » ? f Exit Anthonj' Fred. How doe you like her Ukn ? Ioh. As well as you Fredrick For all I am honclt: you (ball finde it fo too. Fred. Art thou not honeft ? Ioh. Art thou an Affe ? Would What a block The Chances. 9 m jl . i < i. « a « r mc H pare friend ? and to a Gentlewoman, KU of her youth, and delicacy, u,, nrp arguments to draw them to abhorre us. hone ft morall man;'tis for a Conftable: handfomeman, a wholfomeman,atoughman, liberal! man, a likely man a man {de op like Hercules, unilak'd with fervice: " .a fame to night, to morrow night, the next night, nd (o'to perpetuitie of pleafurcs, Thefe had been things to hearken too, things catching : u't you have fuch a fpiced confid eration, uch qualmes upon your worfhips confcience, uCh- chil-blaines in your bloud, that all things pinch ye, hich nature, and the liberall world makes cuftome, nd nothing but taire honour, O fwect honour, an ' up your Eunuch honour : That I was trufty, nd valiant, were things well put in; but model! / modeft gentleman 1 o wit where waft thou ? fr,l I am forrie John, John My Ladies gentlewoman Vould laugh me to a Schoole-boy, make me blulh Vith playing with my Codpeece point: fie on thee, man of thy difcretion ? Fred, It (hall be mended: nd henceforth yee fhall have your due. Enter Anthony. John I look fort s How now, who is't ? An, A gentleman of this towne And calls himfelf e Petruchio. ror thefe commends carry tkj No flight worth with 'em : A fhall be he. Ent. Don John. John 'Save yee fir: I am forrie My bufineffe was fo unmannerly, to make ye Wait thus long here. Petr. Occasions muft be ferv'd fir: Petr. Then, I I oh. It is Sir. Firft, for yonr owne brave fake I muft embrace yee .- Next, from the credit of your noble friend Hern.mdo de Aluura, make yee mine •• Who layes his charge upon me in this Letter To look yee out, and for the goodneffe in yee,. Whilftyour occafions make yeerefident In this place, to fupply yee, love and honour yee ; Which had I knowne w>n<»r John Noble fir, You'll make my thanks too pootc: I weare a fword, fir, And have a fervice to be ftill difpos'd of, As you fhall pleafe command it. Petr. Gentle fir, That manly courtefie is half my bufineffe: And to be fhort, to make ye know I honour ye, And in all points believe ypur worth like Oracle, And how above m y friends, which are not few. And thofe not flack, I eftimate your vermes. John lie attend him. Con J. How did he call himfelfe. Fred. Petruchio, e's it concerne you ought ? Enter Confiantia. | Make your lelfe underhand, This day Petruchio, A man that may command the ftrength of this place, Hazzard the boldeft fpirits, hath made choice Onely of you, and in a noble office. loh. Forward,lam free to entertaine it. Ctajt. 0 gentlemen he houre of my definition is come on me, } am dilcovcr'd, loft, left to my ruine s ever ye had pitty< John Doenotfeare, the great dcvill come, he fhall come through me; ft here, and we about y e ? Fred. Fallbefore us? Confl. 0 my unfortunate eftate, all angers ompar'd to his, to his..—.—, Fred. Let his, and all mens, Vbiift we have power and life.-ftand up for heaven fake. Con. I have offended heaven too; yet heaven knows— Iehn We are all evill et heaven forbid we fhould have our deferts. hat is a ? G*Tqo,too neare to my offence firj he will cut me peece-meale. Fred. lis no Treafon ? J°hn Let it be what it will: if a cut here, He finde him cut-worke. " Fred. He muft buy you deare, itn more than common lives. v lfi not! nor weep not: y heaven He fire the Towne before yee perifh, ™ then, the more the merrier, wee'il jog with yee. Fred. Come in, and dry your eyes. j°h>t pray no more weeping: P°ile a fwect face for nothing ? my returne ail end all this I warrant yoe» Heav en grant it. Scatne Exeunt 3. Enter Petruchio with a Letter Pe'r. This man fhould be of lpeciall rank: Petr. Thus then: • I • * # ' # ' K ^ " ▼ # I ** ** I ' I doe befeech ye mark me. loh. I fhall doe it. Pet. F'errara's Duke, wouldl might call him worthic But that he has raz'd out from his family, As he has mine with Infamie, This man, Rather this powerful! Monfter, we being left But two of all our houfe, to ftock our memories, My Sifter, and my felfe; with arts, and witch-crafts, Vowds, and fuch oathes heaven has no mercy for, Drew to difhononr this weak maid, by ftealthes, And fecret paflfages I knew not of, Oft he obtain'd his wifhes, oft abus'd her: I am afham'd to fay the reft: This purchas'd, And his hot bloud allay'd, as friends forfake us At a miles end upon our way, he left her. And all our name to ruine. loh. This was foule Play, And ought to be rewarded fo. Petr. I hope fo j Hefcap'd me yefter-night: which if he dare Againe advehture for, heaven pardon him, I fhall with all my heart. loh. For me, brave Signior, What doe yee intend ? Petr. Onely, faire fir, this truft, Which from the commendations of this Letter, I dare prefume welt placed, nobly to beare him By word of mouth a fingle challenge from me, That man to man, if he have honour in him, We may decide all difference. loh. F aire, and noble, , And I will doe it home: When fhall I viute ye? Pet. Pleafe you this after-ncon, I will ride with yee j Bbb Fo » Pet. Yee fhall, any thing Lyes in my power: The Duke of L amine now Is feven thoufand ftrong: I heard it of a fifl>wife A woman of fine knowledge. k| : Land. Sirrah, firrah. Pf.The Popes Buls are broke loofe too,and 'tis They fhall be baited in England. Lan. Very well fir. Pet. No,'tis not fo wellneither. Lan. But I fay to yee, Who is it keeps your Matter company ? Pet. I fay to you, Den John. Lan. I fay what woman ? Pet. I lay fo too. j' Lan. I fay againe, I will know, Pet.t Ifay tis fit yee fhould. f $Lan. And I tell thee 'j^l He has a woman here. | Pet. And I tell thee [ 'Tis then the better for him. I Lan. You are no Bawd now ? Pet. Would I were able to be call'd unto it s A worfhipfull vocation for my eldersj For as I underftand it is a place Fitting my betters farr. Lan. Was ever Gentlewoman So frumpt off with a foole ? well fawcy firrah, I will know who it is, and for what purpofc; I I pay the rent, and I will know how my houle [ Comes by thefe Inflamations: if this geere hold, Beft hang a figne-poft up,to tell the Signiors, | Here ye may have lewdnefle at Liverie. EntMt Pet, Twouldbea great eafe to your age, 1 Fred. How now? I J Why what's the mater Land-lady ? | Lan. What's the matter? i I Ye ufe me decently among ye gentlemen, r J Fr. Who has abus'd her, you fir? I J Lan. 'Ods my witncffe I I will not be thus treated, that I will not. > Pet. I gave her no ill language. \ 1 Lan. Thou lyeft lewdly, I Thou tookft me up at every word I fpoke, As I had been a Mawkin, a flurt Gillian; 1 And thou thinkft, becaufe thou canft write & read, I Our nofes mutt be under thee. f I Fr. Dare yon firrah ? j i Pet.Let but the truth be known Sir,I beleechye, I She raves of wenches,and I know not what fir; J La. Go to,thou know'ft too well, thou wicked wi* I Thou inftrument of evill. 1. Pet. As I live Sir, •*. |: • I She is ever thus till dinner. ■.I Fr. Get ye in, | lie anfwer you anon fir. I Pet. By this hand lie break your Poflit pan. Exit, j Lan. Then by this hood | lie lock the meat up. I Fr. Now your grief, what is't ? ' For I can gheffe i Lan. Ye may with fhame enough, J If theer were fhame amongftyee; nothing thougo- •- But how yee may abufe my houfe: not fatisfi'd With bringing home your Baftards to undoe ®e, But you mutt drill jrour whores here too; my patience Tertius. Scana Eter Land-lady and Peter. W Land.f^ Come ye doe know. Pet. 1 do not by this hand Miftris, But I fuf peft. Land. What? Pet. That if egges continue At this price, women wil 06*16 be fav'd By their good works. Land. 1 will know. The Ch "(PI beare, and beare,and carry all, i»ywilli"s to ='m" mder 5 t voir pakc-fport now. No more of thefe words, virno more murmurings Lady: far you know Snow fomething. I did fufped your anger, offiirne it prefently and handfcmely, S beare 101this5 Has flie met with your Lord (hip ? Touch-wood rake her. ; i Enter Anthony woman. Sheets a rareghoftly mother. Ant. Belowattctidsyee - r i The Gentlemans man fir that was with yee, job. Well Sir; > • , m My time is come then : yet if my projeft hold, \ i '4 « A Cat with Iweet milk Fredrick^by her face 7 Conft ft. for fuch a one there is indeed. Land 'Tis well fonne. .-vine your devils Matins,and your meknchollies, I Cox ft. is there no way, Or wc (hall leave our lodgings. U„L You have much need To u(e theie vagrant wayes, and to much proht: I Yc had that might content . r At home within your lelves too J right good get Wholiome, and yee laid handiomc: But you goaft that I was tobelecveye Fr Leave your lulpicion: • | For as I live there's no luch thing. Un. Mine honour; And 'twere not for mine honour. Fr. Come, your honour, Your houfe, and you too, if you dare beleeve me Are well enougb:fleek up your lelf,leave crying. For I mud have yee entertain this Lady With all civility, fhe well delerves it, Together with alifecrefie: I dare truft yee, For I have found yee faithfull: when you know her ^ . • ' /• l V I - t lie rather truft 1 Enter *' t w -4 • A i -J.- ft V I feele her feares are working. Con ft. Is there no way, I doebeleechyee think yet, to divert This cei trine danger ? Fr. 'Tis impoflible : Their honours are engaged. Con. Then there muft be murther. Which, Gentlemen, I lliall no looner heare of, Then make one in't: you may, if you pleafe fir. Make all goe lefle yet. • John. Lady wer't mine ownecaufc, I could difpence: but loaden with my friends truft, I muft go on; though generall maflfacres As much I feare Con ft, Doe ye heare fir; for heavens pittie Bowie Let me requeft one love of you. 3H n i w1 r* • 21 i A f of ready. Fred. Yes any thing, Con. This gentleman I find too refolute, Too htit, and fiery for the caufe, as ever You did a vertuous deed, for honours fake S • " / ^ | A v/u UAM W T ViVUVWU IVl IlUilUUl.) unt You will find your owne faulqno more words, but doe it. Go with him,and allay him :your fair temper Lati.Yoa know you may command me. Fnt.Don.Ioh. " ' " " /i % -r n r I v . * ». Io. Worfhipfull Lady, How does thy Velvet fcabbard ? by this hand Thoulook'ft moft amiably : now could I willingly And 'twere not for abufing thy Geneva print there, Venture my body with thee- Lan, You'll leave this roperie, When you come to my yeares. lob. By this light Thou art not above fifteen yet, a meere girle, Thou haft not half thy teeth: come . Fred. Prethee lohn Let her alone, fhe has been vex'd already : Shee'U grow ftarke mad man. Ioh. I would fee her mad, An old mad woman Fred. Prethee be patient. Fob. Is like a Millers Mare,troubled with tooth-ache. Shee'U make the rareft faces. Fred. Goe, and doe it, And doe not mind this fellow. Lag. Well Don lohn. There will be times agen; when O good Mother, vV hat's good for a carnofity in the Bkdder ? u the green water, mother. Fob. Doting take yee, ye remember that? r■ She has paydye now fir. "•ClarryTweet mother,Clarry. ' • .r" Areyelatisfied ? A j*, Ile nevcrwh°re againe never give Petticoats O pjaltcoats at five pound a peece ; good Mother, SglCKly Mother : nmir -n v™ And noble dif'pofition, like wifh'd Ihowres, May quench thofe eating fires,that would fpoile all elfe I fee in him deftrudion. Fred. I will doe it; And 'tis a wife confideration, To me, a bounteous favour : harke ye Johnf I will goe with yee. Joh. Nci. Fred. Indeed I will, Ye goe upon a hazzardmo deny all j For as I live, lie goe. John. Then make ye ready, For I am ftraight a horfe-back. Fred. Mylwordon, * * J . t . iy beft labour3? -A devik grinds your old chaps, ji r' L ^is hand wench " §ive thee a new hood for this. Exit Land. With all the Art I have can work upon 'an. Be lure of, and expedfaire end : the old gentlewoman Shall wait upon you ; fhe is bothgrave and private, And yee may truft her in all points. Con ft. Ye are noble: An d fo I kilfe your hand. John. That leale for me too, And I hope happy iflue Lady. Confi. All heavens care upon yee, and my prayers, Joh. So, Now my mind's at reft. Fred' Away, 'tis late John. Exeunt. 4 . . f •' m i # m Scxne 2« Enter Antonio,a Sttrgeon% Ccc Enter Vechio. Vech The Chancer* Prolog^- Prolo gue A Ptnejfefor mirth to all, this inftant nigvt Thalia bath prepar'd fir your delight Her choice and curioua Viands, in each part Sea fond with rarities of wit S Nor fiaye I to be tax'd for a uaine boaft> My promife will finde credit with the mo ft, When they know Ingenuous Fletcher made it, bee Hieing in himfelfe a perfect Comedie. And Jome fit here, 1 doubt not dare a^trre, Lmng he made that houfe a Theater Which he pleas'd to frequent; and thus much we (ould not but pay to bis loud memorie. For our jelves we doe entreat that you "Would not Expeft ftrange turnes, and windings in the Plot Ob jells of State, and now and then a Rhime, To gall particular perjons, with the time; Or that h'-s towring Mufe hath made her flight Nearer your apprehenfion then jour fight: ions, quick conceit> Familiar language, fajhiond to the weight Of fuch as jpeake it, harve the power to raife Tour grace to us, with Trophies to his praife i We may profiffe, prefuming on his skill> If his Chances pleafe not you, our fortune'sill 4 Epilogue. t * V\7 B have not held you long, nor doe I fee One brow in this [eletted company [faring a dijlike, our paines were easd, Could we be confident that all rife pleas'd: But fucb ambitiofi fiares too high : If wee Have fatisfi'd the be ft, and they agree In a faire cenfure, We harve our re war d; And in them arm d, defire no furer guard. FINIS / 4 C ' J > > i e ki» o oil . I • - • v*i * & « " fr ■ 4 ' > ji * r* V K* 3/> * < r 4-J H a h ( • V I • ':- r V *7 4Z 4 i' y « •* ^ 0? -' V * • • - - » ■£<~ % - ■; % C& & * m\ > > • ✓ ■ / . • * Vy V*' • ;:i J » ra T-: 8 '» • I ■r? 5 •* 4J >• <--1 & ■j « ♦ ft ' • • r<* 0 n « # • 4/f \ -r*-1 * * V 2 a* V <5 •:1 m ♦ • ' :> « * • V C.A * • •:. A M > % fH tx ¥ ^ P^AV W i L V /- t rW tb's ^'rd honour bravely, Gentlemen; ielt muft be forgotten : fo muft thele too, lak tcnd t0 Armes, by me for ever, e em you holy men; my Vow take with 'em, nd ( i° ^are em more: Trophies I give em, Rites of warre to adorne the Temple: Is nom* r.em ban8\t0 t^ll the world their mafter evotions fouldier, fit for prayer, Doe not play with mine anger ;if thoudoft, By all the loyalty my heart holds Theod. I have dbne fir, 'Pray pardon me. Ar. I pray ye be worthy of it: Belhrew your heart, you have vext me. The. I am forrie fir. Arch.Got to,no more of this : be true and honeft, I know ye are man enough, mold it to juft ends, And let not my dilgraces; then I am miserable, When I have nothing left me but thy angers. Flourifh. Enter Duke, Burr is, Boroskyc,Attend- & Putf. And't pleafe ye fir, the Duke. Duk. Now, what's all this ? The meaning of this ceremonious Embleme ? Ar. Your Grace fhould firft remember.. Ddd B or Enter Dukfj Enrris, and tvo* Gentlemen. Bur. But now, and't pleafc ye A Poll came in, Letters he brought none with him} But this delivered : He law the Armies joyne, The game of bloud begun, and by our General^ Who never was acquainted, but with Conqueft, So bravely fought, he faw the Tartars lhaken, And there he laid he left 'em. Duke. Where's Borofkie ? i Gen. He is up againe, and't pleale ye. Bur. Sir, me thinks This newes Ihould makeyeelightfome,bringjoytof' It ftrikes our hearts with gen erall comfort. Ex, I Gone ? What Ihould this meane, to fuddenly ? Hee's well ? 2. Gen. We fee no other. 1. Would the reft were well too, That put thefe ftarts into him. Bur. He goe after him. 2. Twill not be fit Sir: h'as fome fecret in him He would not be difturb'd in: know you any thing Has croft him lince the Generall went ? Bar. Not any. If there had been, I am fure I Ihould have found it 5, Onely I have heard him oft complaine for money? i Money he layes he wants. i. It maybe that then. _ . Bur. To him that has lo many wayes to raife it, And thole to honeft,it cannot be. 5 Enter IW* I. He comes back, 2 Bfrosty And lai&Boroskie with him. , And choake that courfe of love,that like a River Should fill our empty veines againe with comforts t But it ye ute thete knick knacks, T his faft and loofe,with faithfull men and honed, You'l be the firft will find it. Enter Archas.SouldierSyTntshejy Ancient}and others, Borof. Youaretoountemperate. Tkeod. Better be fo,and theefe too,then unthanktull: Pray ufe this old man 16,and then we are paid all. The Duke thanks ye for your fervice,& the Court thanks And wonderfull defirous they are to lee ye j . (ye, Pray heaven we have roome enough to march for May- Pageants,& bonfires for your welcome home Sirjfgames, Here your mod noble friend the Lord Boroskey, A Gentleman too tender of your credit, And ever in the Dukes eare,for your good Sir, Crazie and fickly, yet to be your fervant, Has leapt into the open aire to meet ye. (come home Sir. Bor. The bed is your words wound not, youarewel- Hartily welcome home,and for your fervice, The noble overthrow you gave the Enemy, 1 he Duke lalutes ye too with all his thanks Sir, Anc. Sure they will now regard us. Pntf There's a realon : But by the changing of the Colonels countenance, The rolling of his eyes like angry billowes; I fearethe wind's not dovvneyett Ancient. Arch. Is the Duke well Sir ? Borof. Not much unhealthy, Only a little grudging of an ague, Which cannot lad:he has heard,which makes him fearful, And loath as yet to give your worth due welcome, The ficknefle hath been lomewhat hot i' th' Army, Which happily may prove more doubt,then danger, And more his fcare then fate : yet howloevcr, An honed care , „ Ar. Ye fay rigbt,and it fhallbe ; For though upon my life 'tis but a rumor, A meere opinion,without faith or feare in't; For Sir,I thanke heaven,we never dood more healthy, Never more high and ludy ; yet to latisfie, We cannot be too curious,or too carefuli Of what conccrnes his date, wee! draw away Sir, And lodge at further diftance,and iefle danger. Borof It willbewell. Anc. It wiil be very fcurvy. I fmell it out,it llinks abominably, Stir it no more. Borof. The Duke Sir would have you too, For a flrort day or two, retyre to your owne houfe, Whither himfelfe will come to vifit ye, And give ye thanks. An b. 1 fhall attend his pleafure. Anc. a trick,a lowde trick: fo hoa,a trick boyes. Ar. How now,what's that ? Anc. I thought I had found a Hare Sir, But 'tis a Fox,an old Fox,(hall we hunt him } Ar. No more fuch words. Birof The fouldier's growne too fawcy, You mud tie him draiter up. Ar.. 1 doe my bed Sir; But men of free-born minds fometimes wilifiie out. Anc. May not we fee the Duke.? Borof. Not at this time Gentlemen, ' Your Generall knowes the caufe. U nlefle it be in our pay,nor no poxneither; Or if we had,I hope that good old Courtier Will not deny us place there. Pntf. Certaine my Lord, Confidering what we are,and what we have done - If not,what need ye may have, 'twould be better, ' A great deale nobler,and tade honeder To uie us with more fweetnes; men that dig And lafh away their lives at the Carts taile, Double cur comforts; meat, and their Maftcrs thankst- When they worke well, they have; Men of our qmj,,' When they doe well,and venture for't with valor, Fight hard,lye hard,feed hard,when they come homeS - And know thefe are deferving things, things worthy Can you then blune 'em if their minds a little ' Be ftirr'd with glory ? 'tis a pride becomes 'em, A litle feafon'd with ambition, To be refpedled,reckon'd well,and honour'd For what they havedon:when to come home thus poo:; And met with fuch unjoin ted j*oy,fo looked on, As if w e had done no more but dred a horfe well • So entertain'djas if i thank ye Gentlemen, Take that to drinke,had pow'r to pleale a fouldier? Where be the fhouts,the bels rung out, the people? The Prince himfelf ? Ar. Peace: I perceive your eye Sir Is fixt upon this Captaine for his freedome, And happily you find his tongue too forward j As I am Mader of the place,! carry, ' ris fit I thinke to too; but were I tbi3 man, Nodrongertyeupon me,then the truth And tongue to tell it, I thould fpeake as he do's, And thinke with modedie enough, fisch Saints That daily thrud their loves & lives through hazards, And feareleffe for their Countries peace,march houreij 1 hrough all the doores of death,and know the darkeii, Should better be canoniz'd for their fervice t What labour would thefe men neglecd.v/hat dangtt Where honour is.tliough feated in a billow, Rifing as high as heaven,would not thefe fouldiers, Like to fo many Sea-gods charge up to it ? Doe you fee thefe f words? times Sithe wasne'relo Nor ever at one harved mow:d fuch handfuls: i (& Thoughts ne're fo hidden, nor beliefe fo fure, When they are drawne.and were it not fometimes, I fwim upen their angers to allay 'em, And like a calme depreffe their fell intentions; They arefo deadly fure,nature would fuffer And whofe ate all thefe glories ? why ..their Princes, Their Countries,and their Friends? Alas,of all thefe. And all the happy ends they bring, the bledmgs, They only fhare the labors, a little j'oy then, And outfide of a welcome,at an upfhot Would not have done amide Sir; But howfoevet Between me and my duty,no crack Sir Shall dare appeareI hope by my example No difcontent in them: without doubt Gentlemen, The Duke will both looke fuddenly and truly On your deferts : Methinks 'twere good they Wr 1;rhS»ll fhew I obey y e .• - ihv: I would have ftiew'd my love too, ' «s duty,with my lift fo J \ roii but thought me worthy or your hazzards, ' lien heaven prefenre ye from,and keep t he Dukejoo : And there's vt ' .„ an end of my willuSjGod be with ye £ w, At. 2tub!»ftW.et ful1 ot chat we all love,honeftv " '' And there Hayes nil he lee you,ye 'have a fine fioufe here . nnfi, fnr h;c V • a ilrV/ dg ■ Yet ail the joy it • Bur. IIn-pe agreatope,andfor your good,brave Sir j jr-1 thaakc ye ford : i And now my In vice to the Duke. hHn lie wait on ye. ' 4 ^ F TI Exeunt. ■hey 4i i /)». May this be credited ? Bar. Di(grace me elfe, And nevermore with favour looke upon me Du. Itdeemesimpoilible. Bit. It cannot chufe Sir, Till your o wne ties behold it; but that it is fo And that by tins meanes the too haughtie fouler he cares not for ye $ t • Beleeve,orlec me periili; Let your eyes As you oblerve the houle, but where I point it, Make (lay,and take a v iew,and then you have found it. Enter Jnhas.Burris, 2 Daughters and Servant. Dm. l'le follow your direction : welcome Arch as, You are welcome home brave Lord, we are come to v-ifit And thanke ye for your fervice. fye, Ar. Twas fo poore Sir, _ In true refpect of what I owe your Highnelfe,. It merits nothing. Du. Are theie faire ones yours Lord ? Jr. Their Mother made me thinke fo Sir. Dm. Stand up Ladies: Belhrew my heart they are faire ones; methinks fitter The luftre of the Court,then thus live darken'd : I would fee your houfe Lord Arcbas,it appeares to me, A hanlome pile. Ar. 'Tis neate.but no great ftrutfhire; l'le be your Graces guide,give hie the keyes there. Dm. Lead on.weeT follow ye: begin with the Gallery, think that's one., Ar.' lis fo,and't pleafe ye Sir, he reft above are lodgings all. Dm. Coe on Sir. Exeunt. I Scathe 4. Enter Heedore,Ancient. Tm. The Duke gone thither,doe you fay ? The. Yes marry doe I, , V .u- r. nd all the ducklings too: but what they 1 doe -he c- Put. 1 hope they'lerowne his fervice. 7he. With a Cuftard ; ov;rt> his is no weather tor rewards;they crow • ather,they eoe to fhave his crowne • I wasraeao s it I had been a dog had worried (heep,out of doore , (or making but a doubt. Put. They muft now grace him. The. Matkebutthe end. nc\am lure they (hould reward him,they cannotwant L/^.Ihey that want honcfty.,want any thing. ( Put. The Duke is fo noble in his o whe thoughts. The. That 1 grant ye, If thole might only fway him : but 'tis moll certaine, :So many new borne fiyes.his light gave life too, Buzze in his beames,fiefh flies,and Butterflits, Hornets,and humming Scarrabs, that wot one honey Bee That's leden with true labour, and brings home Eqcreaic,and credit, cah leape rifling, And what foe lucks for lweet, they tiirne to biuemeffe. An, Shall we go fee what they do,& talke our minds to 'P. That we have done too much,6c to no purpole.('em? Anc. Shall :\ve be hang'd for him I I have a gretf.mjpd.to he hangd now for doing 1pme brave thing for him; a worfeend will And tor an aftion of no WQrth*noc honour hiin?(take me Upon my confidence even t he devill,the very dcvill (Not to beiye himjthinkes him an honeft man, I am lure he has lent him loules any times thefe twenty Abk tolursnih all his filhmarket. (yearcs, The. Leave thy talking .; j. . An4 come, let's go to dinner and drinketo him, We lliall heare jpgre ere lupper time : it he be honour'd, He has delerv'd it well,and yve lliall fight for'ty It he be ruin'd.fo, we know th,e worft then, And for my lclte Tie meet it. Put. I ne're feate it. Exeunt, J" ♦ | ^1 y | f ^ \ ^ 9 ' * € * • \ * f ^ ^ % M Enter Duke, Archasoroskj Gentlemen, and Attendants. h, k * I e e f P»«. I~. / t r,et >'e have ««« 0.', Tk!!'it[K ^ purer,arid more precious; 1 Prelerve his life. Ar. I thanke yoqr grace3I take it: ^ And now take you the key es,goe in and fee Sir; (tor, I This fels no friends*,nor fearches into counfels There feed your eyes with wonder,and thanke that tray- * " - - ' That thing that fels his faith for favor. Exit Duke- Bur. Sir, what moves ye ? (das, -dr. 1 have keot mine Dure:Lord Bums there's a Jh- iiaiuiuuliu OJUIUCIS, And yet all counfell and all friends live here Sir, Betray es no faith,yet handles all that's trultyj txr.'L —1 — / i - - * * Wilt pleafe ye leave me this. Du. With all 1 That for a finile will fell ye all: a Gentleman ? The Devill 'has more truth3and has maintain'd it; A whores heart more beliefe in't. Duke Ar. What fay Bor. I dare not rob ye. (both Ar. Poore miferable men, you have rob'd yourfciV; ! »J • • r To fuck a little honey from ye has betray'd it Beftow'd his favours on me,taught me Armes firft, \\7'<+U c r» . . - ~ - i I fweare he imilesupon me,and forfworne too, Lord ^ our Sire,before his death,knowing your temper, Withthofc ^ And where he gave me truft,I thinke 7faTl"d'not • 1J r. I. . . - v> — Hiumv 4 14UU nun Let the world fpeake: I humbly thanke your Hi?hn« T Oil hQ\If* ^^ J Li . _ * 1 • ) | To be as bounteous as thcaire,and open, A J A 1 l^UlK You have done more,and nobler,eas'd mine age Sir j A r»/~J r • I As flowing as the Sea to all thatfollow'd ye, - | Your great mind fit for war and glory, thriftily And to this care.a faire quietus given: Now to my Bookeagaine. Like a great husband,to prelerve your anions, Colle&ed all this treafure: to our frufts. To mine I meane,and to that long-tongu'd Lords there, He gave the knowledge,and the charge of all this, Upon his death-bed too: And on the Sacrament He fwore us thus, never to let this treafure Du. You have your with Sir, Let fome bring off the treafure. Bor. Some is his fir. Ar. None,none my Lord The harveft is his graces. Du. Thanke ye Arc has. A T% • « a Part from our fecret keepings,till no hope Of fobjeft could relieve ye, all yofir owne wafted, Ar. But will not you repent Lord ? when thisise 7hw« tinii Lcrdfhip * No help of thofe that lov'd ye could fupply ye, And then fome great exploit afoot; my honeftie Bor. Pray take you no care fir. Ar. Do's your "Grace like my houfe ? I would have kept till I had made thisufefull; Wondrous I fhew'd it,and I flood it to the tempeft, j And ulefull to the end 'twas left: I am cozen'd, w ~ w ^ You have made me richly welcome* Ar. I didmybeftfir, % And fo are you too,if you fpend this vainly; '™V Pl«fey«r Grace? t j This worme that crept into ye has abus'd ye, Abus'd your fathers care,abus'd his faith too : Du. Your daughters I had forgot,fend them to Court. : Nor can this mafleof money make him man more, 1 A fiea'd dog has more foule,an Ape more honeftie: - • * - — Ar. How's that Sir? 1 The ts'oi A Wt 7 VVc P Ah w« (W Am Sha P A AS- No a •Yoi V Ah: We Chi Onl Fro To The Wh Tha Ver Not Wh Not To< Wh Dh. I laid your daughters; fee it done: lie have' i an.— A— » ' Not Rou All mine ye have amonglt it,farwell that, Attend my After, Archas. en I cannot part with't nobler; my hearts cleare, Ar. Thanke your Highnes. My confluence lmooth as that,no rub upon't, But O thy hell. Dh. Andfuddenly Woi Wic Ht Ar. Through all the waiesl dare, m m « Exit* Bor. Heeke no heaven from you Sir. M He fcrve your temper,though you try me too fat- l' And Shal Imbi key Would ye heape coles upon his 'Has ruin'd your eftate ? give him this money, Melt it into his mouth. And This Mus Tertius. Scana primd. You Our What littleTrunck That there o'th' top, that's lockt ? Bor. You'l llnd it rich Sir, Enter Theodort Putskeyt Ancienttond Servant- Able Perh Befit Richer 1 think then all. Ar. You were no£ covetous, The. I wonder we heare no newes. Nor vvonr to weave your thoughts with fuch a courfenesj ; Pray racke not honeftie. Bor. Before ye fee it. Dh. Bring out the Trunck. Put. Heere's your fathers fervant, He comes in hafte too,now we fhallknow all (it The. How now? Unfi This Com Mom Now Ar. You'l hnd that treafure too, Ser. I am glad I have met you fir; your father with the Trttnck. | Intreatsye prefently make hafte unto him. The. What newes? He oi Tolj y y and be rul'd by me ? ::{s Theod. Is't come to Patience now ? Arch. Is t not a vertue ? - Theod. I know not. I neVe found it fo. Ar. That's becaufe Thy anger ever knowes,and not thy Judgement. Theod. I know you have been rifl'd. An Nothing lefle boy •• Lord what opinions thefe vaine people publifh ? Rifl'd of what? The. Study your vertue patience, It may get Muftard to your meat.Why in fuch halte fir, Sent ye for mc? Ar. For this end onely,Theodore, To wait upon your filters to the Court ; I am commanded they live there. The. Toth' Court fir? Ar. Toth'Court I fay. The. And mutt I wait upon'em ? Ar. Yes,'tis rooft fit yee fhould, ye are their brother. The. Is this the bufineffe? I had thought your mind fir Had been let forward on lome noble action, Something had truely ftirr'd ye.Toth' Court withthefe ? VVhy they are your daughters fir. Ar. All this I know fir. The. The good old woman on a bed he threw. Toth' Court ? : Ar. Thou art not mad. The. Nordrunke as you are: Drunke with your duty fir: doe you call it duty ? A pox o' duty, what can thele doe there ? What fhould they doe ? Can ye look Babies fillers {In the young Gallants eyes, & twirle their Band-firings? . Can ye rid e out to ay re your felves ? pray fir, Be lerious with me; doe you fpeake this truely ? An Why didlt thou never heare of women fi. Yet at Court boy ? The. Yes, and good Women too, very good women, Excellent honetl women: but are you fure fir,., That thefe will prove lo? ,... 3,,.. -vHon. There's the danger brother. The. God a mercy wench, thou hall a g ; Ar. Now be you ferious fir, and obferve * Doc it, and doe it handlomely : goe with 'e 7he. With all my heart fir; 1 am in no fault now; If they be thought whores for being in my company j Ptay write upon their backs, they are my fitters, And where I fhall deliver'em. W io An Ye are wondrous Jocund, But pretbee tell me, art thou lo lewd a fellow • I never knew thee Faile a truth, The. I am a fouldier, I » h W* . • * ' • A * And Ipell you what that meanes. Ar. A Souldier ? What doll thou mak Come worthy fillers, fince it mull be fo, And fince he thinks it fit to trie your vertues Be you as llrong to truth, as I to guard yee * And this old gentleman fhall have Joy of ye. Scame 3. Enter Duke and Burr £v ■tm Duke Bums take you ten thoufand ofthofe C And thofe two chaines of Pearle they hold the rich r I give 4em yee Bur. I humbly thanke your grace; And may your great example worke in mc That noble charity to men more worthy, And of more wants. Duke You beare a good minde Burr is • Taketwenty thoufand now: Be not fo modell It lhall be fo, I give 'em : goe, there's my ring Bur. Heaven bleffe your Highnefle ever. Duke You are honeft. hit, r j I A.A nidi vqV> • I Enter Alinda, and Putskte, P»r/They're comming now to Cot Two brighter llarres ne're rofe here. Al. Peace, I have it, And what my Art can doe; the Duke Put. lam gone, Remember. Exit. Al. I amcounfell'd tothe full fir. Duke My prettie Miftris whither lyes your baling How kindly I fhould take this, were it to me now! Al- I mull confeffe immediately to your grace, At this time. Du. You have no addrefle, I doe believe ye, I would yee had. Al 'Twere too much boidnefie Sir, Upon lo little knowledge, lefle deferving. Du. You'll make a perfeCt Courtier. Al. A very poore one. Du. A very faire one fweet: come hither tome, What killing eyes this wench has,? inhisgloric Not the bright Sun, when the Sirian ftarre rcignes, Shines halfe lo fierie. # '••• t V X J * . 1 / I ' AL Why does your grace fo view me ? Nothing but common handlomenefle dwells here(ir, Scarce that i your grace is pleas'd to mock my meannb Du. Thou fhalt not goe 11 doe not lie unto thee, In my eye thou appear'ft Al Dim notthe finht fir, th ft A The. Your Pallat's downe fir. ,Ar. I thanke yee fir. The. Con?e„ lhall we to this matter? You will to Court ? now } vs x r rl /« t* 4 I TI'J" 3 j Hoh. J J I 1 -I honou: f nm 4 W w 4 A k 1 The. lie honour yee; I warrant: lie fet yee off With fuch a lultre wenches: Alas poore Violat Thou art a ti Shall mak? em as good maids agen, ■As ever they have bm. this,why do y'fel Brooms^ is it in wantonnede,or want ? -?»• Theonely reafon is, ^°r^!^Scon^cience : here's one The leafttS 1y°U ?pen ic not>f°r fisio fubtle,' 1 he lead puffe of wind will blow it out oth' kingdom Worthy Honora, as yon have begun In vert He 4 jpotleffefehoble, fo forward run: Turfve that nobleneffe5 and chafe defire \ : You everhad, burne tn that holy fire ; -And a white Martyr to fair e memorie G t ve up your namei unfoiTd of infamy* , 1 } \ 4 ^ tf # • I % • % f "4 *"? F I 'Nitf How's this ? Read yours out fitter: this amazes me I he Loyall SnbjeB. 41 ! ? | , , fjrre a fine Court Cuftard. with Plumbs it rcvaile with one'of thefe waiting gentlewomen, are taken with thefe (oluble things exceedingly ; I (;i;iie yeoman oth'bottles now that has lent for hir, !! J'L calls father .• now woe to this Ale incence. IDV your leaye fir. c 1;1 Enter a Servant. . ... vVen fir; what's your pleafure with me ? i 12 you do not know the way to the maids lodgings svr Yes indeed doe I fir. I the. But you will not tell me ? c N[o indeed will not 1, becaufe you doubt it. Exit. 'r" Enter 2. Servant. Eh Thefe are fine gim-cracks:hey.here comes another, ^ 1 laagon full of wine in'shand,! take it. well met my friend, is that wine / 2 Str. Ycsindeedisit. The. Faith lie drink on't then. 2 Str. Ye may, becaafe ye have fworne fir. fie. 'lis very good,lie drinke a great deale now fir. 2 Str. I cannot helpe it fir. The. lie drinke more yet. j Str- 'Tis in your owne hands. The. There's your pot, I thank ye. Pray let me drinke againe. i Str. Faith but ye Ihali not Mow have I fworn I take it.Fareye well fir. fft.This is the fin'ft place to live in J e're enterd- 5 Enter Exit. r \ Here comes a gentlewoman,& alone; He taher. 2 Lady. Madam, My Lord my Mafter. Lady. Who's your Lord fir / The, The Lord Boroskie, Lady. Luij. Pray excufe me ; Here's (omething for your paines : within this houre fir, One of the choile young Ladies (hall attend him .• Pray letit 6ew that Chamber juts out to the water; 'lisprivate and convenient: doe my humble lervice To my honourable good Lord, I befeech yefir; If it plealeyouto vifitapoore Lady You carrie the'haviour ofaYioble Gentleman, The. I (hail be bold. Ledj 'Tis a good aptneffe in ye. I lye here in the Wood-yard, the blew lodgings fir; They call me merily the Lady of the____Sir; A little I know what belongs to a gentleman, And if it pleafe you take the pamcs. Exit. The. Deare Lady, take the paines ? (now, Why a horfe would not take the pains that thou requit'ft locleave old crab-tree Z one of the choife yong Ladies: ' would I had let this Bawd goe, fbe has frighted me; 1 incruelly afraid of one of my Tribe now; hut it they will doe, the devill cannot flop 'em. W hy liiould he have a young Lady ? are women now Oth nature of Bottles,to be ftopt with Corks / y the thouland little furies that fiye here now ? now row Captaine ? Enter Putskye, Lttfi I come to leek you out fir, And all the Town I have travell'd, p • What's the newes man? r,mt |^at that concernes us all, and very neerely : e Duke this night holds a great fbaft at Court, i° bids f°r guefts all his old Counlellors, ' n a11 ^'s favourites : your Father's fent for. P Why he is neither in conncell, nor in favour, .hats it: have an eye now,or never, & a quick one, ■n ey e that muft not wink f rom good intelligence. I heard a Bird ling, they mean him no good office. 7 he. Art fure he lups here/ Enter Ancient. Putf. Sure as'tis day. The. 'Tis like then : How now, where haft thou been Ancient / Anc. Meaiuring the City ; I have left my Btooms at gate here ; By this time the Porter has ftole 'em to fweep out rafcals. Theod. Brooms/ An. I have been crying Brooms all the towne over, And fuch a Mart I have made, there's no trade ntare it. Q the young handfomc wenches, how they twittei'd. When they but law me {hake my ware, and fing too; Come hither Mafter Broom-man I beleech ye : Good Mafter Broom-man hither cries another. The. Thou art a mad fellow. An. They are all as mad as I: they all have trades now. And roare about the ftreets like Bull-beggers. The. What company of louldiers are they ? Anc. By this meancs I havegather'd AboVe a thouland tall and hardy louldiers, If need be Colonell. v The. That need's come Ancient, And'twas dilcreetly done: goe, draw 'em prefently, But without fufpition : this night we fhall need 'em; Let 'em be neare the Court, let Put skit guide 'em; And wait me foroccafion: here lie ltay ftill. Putf. If it fall out we are ready; if not we are fcatter'd/ lie wait ye at an inch. The. Doe, farewell. Exeunt. Scene 3. Enter L>n!ye, Boroskie. hy A Bor. More then ever, No Law nor Juftice frights 'em : all the Towne over They play new pranks and gambols : no mans perlon, Of what degree foever, free from abules: And durft they doe this, filet your grace confiderj Thele monftrous, moft offenfive things, thele villanies, ifnot let on, and feds' ifnotbyone They honour more then you ? and more aw'd by him ? Dm. Happily their owne wants. Borof. I offer to lupply 'em, And every houre make tenderof their moneyes : They Icorne it, laugh at me that offer it: I fearc the next device willbe my life fir; And willingly lie give it, lothey ftay there. Duke Doe you think Lord Archas privie ? Bor. More then thought,' I know it Sir, I know they durft not doe Thefe violent rude things, abufe the State, thus, But that they have a hope by his ambitions Dpt. No more : he's lent for? Borof. Yes,and willbe here fure. Dm. Let me talke further with you anon Bor. lie wait fir. Dm. Did you fpeak to the Ladies ? Bor. They'll attend yourgrace prefently. Dm. How doe you like 'em Z Enter Donor a dull J They wait here fir. Exit. . S I>#,Be you gone then:Come in Ladies. \ and Viola. Welcomtoth'courtfweet beauties;now the court fhines, When fuch true beames of beauty ftrike amongft us: Welcome, welcome,even as your owne jcyes welcome. ... F f f How The Toy all SubjeEf. Puke ifiveet? Al You have taken that unmanly liberty, Which in a worfe man,is vaine-glorious feigning, : ^jfuponmy life 'tis falfe wench, Al. Ladies, . t ' heed ye have a cunning gamtter, a handlome, and a high ; come Itoar'd with Antidotes, il has infedions elie will fire your blouds. pu. Prethee Altnda heare me. ^/.VVords fteept in honey, ,That will fo melt into your mindes, buyChaftity, I a thoufand wayes, a thoufand knots to tie ye; ?n(j vVben he has bound ye his,a thouiand ruines. A poore loft woman ye have made me. 1 pu. He maintaine thee, And nobly too. jl That Gin's too weak to take me : Take heed, take heed young Ladies: ftill take heed, Take heed of promifes, take heed of gifts, Of forced feigned l'orrowes, fighe?,take heed. Pu. By all that's mine, Alinda Al. Sweare By your mifchiefes: 0 whither lhall I goe ? Pu. Goe back againe, lie force her take thee, love thee. Al. Fare ye well Sir, 1 will not curie ye; onely this dwell with ye, ] When ever you love, a falle beliefe light on ye. Hon. Wee'll take our leaves too fir. i Duk, Part all the world now, Since (he is gone. Hon. You are crooked yet, deare Matter, And ftill I feare , Exemt. Duke I am vext, And lome lhall finde it. Exit Exit Seattle 4. Enter Arcbat and a Servant. Ar. Tisftrange To rae to fee the Court, and welcome : 0 royall place, how have I lov'd and ferv'd thee.? Who lies on this fide, know'ft thou ? Ser. The Lord Burris. ■dr. Thou haft nam'd a gentleman 1 Hand much bound to. I think he fent the Casket fir ? Ser. The fame Sir. ■dr. An honeft minded man, a noble Courtier: The Duke made perfect choice when he took him Goe you home, I fhall hit the way W ithout a guide now. s'r. You may want fomething fir.' Ar. Onely my horfes, Which after Supper let the Groom wait with : He have no more attendance here. Sen Your will fir? Exit Enter Theodore Weod. You are well met here fir. Ar. How now hoy, H°W do'ft thou } er place for ye, The. I fhould aske You that queftion : how doe you fir ? How doe you feele your felfe ? Ar. Why well,and luftie. * The. What doe you here then ? Ar. Why I am lent for To Supper with the Duke. The. Have you no meat at home ? Or doe you long to feed as hunted Deere doe, In doubt and feare ? Ar. I have an excellent ftomach, And can I ufe it better Then among my friends boy J How doe the wenches ? The. They doe well enough fir, They know the worft by this time: pray be rul'd fir, I Goe home againe, and ifye have a Supp I Eate it in quiet there : this is no place to Efpecially at this time, Take my word for't. Ar. May be they'll drink hard; I could have drunk my (hare Boy, Though I am old, I will not out. The. I hope you will. Hark in your eat e: the Court's Too quick of hearing. lAr. Not mean rae wel ? Thou art abus'd and cozen'd. Away, away. The. To that end fir I tell ye. Away, if ye love your felfe. Ar. Who dare doe thele things, That ever heard of honefty ? The. OldGntleman, Take a fooles counfell. Ar• 'Tis a fooles indeed } A very fooles: thou haft more of Thele flams in thee, thefe mufty doubts .* Is't fit the Duke fend for me, . And honour me to eate within his prefence, And I, like a tal fellow, play at bo-peep With hispleafure ? The. Tane heed Of bo-peep with your pate, your pate fir, I fpeak plain language now. Ar. If'twere not here, Where reverence bids me hold, I would fo Iwinge thee., thou rude, Unmanner'd knave; take from his bounty, His honour that he gives me, to beget Sawcy, and lullen feares ? The. You are not madfure: By this faire light, I fpeak But what is whifper'd, And whifper'd for a truth. Ar. A dog: drunken people, That in their Pot fee vifions, And turne ftates, mad-men and children; Prethee doe not follow me 5 I tell thee lam angrie : Doe not follow me. The. I am as angrie As you for your heart. land as wilfull too :goe, like a Wood-cock, Aud thruft your neck ith* noofe. Ar. lie kill thee. • • * 9 Jm Iff 2 Exit. 44 And thou fpeakft but three words more Doc not follow me. Exit. The. A ftrange old foolifh fellow .• I (liall hcareyet, And if I doe not my part hifle at me. Exit. wT Scxne 5. Enter treo Servants preparing a Banquet. 1. Ser. Beleeve me fellow here will be lufty drinking. Many a wafht pate in wine I warrant thee. (fcience 2 Ser. I am glad the old Generall's come :upon my con- That joy will make half the Court drunk.Hark the 1 rum- Thcy are comming on 5 away. fpcts, 1 Ser. Wee'il havearowle too. Enter Duke,Archas,EurristBoroskje, Attend.Gent, Du\. Come feat your felvesiLord Arch as fit you there Ar. Tis farre above my worth. Duke lie have it fo: Are all things ready ? Bor. All the Guards are let, The Coutt gates fhut. Dukj Then doe as I prefcrib'd yee. J Be fure no further. Bor. I ihall well obferve ye. (men Du. Come bring fome winechere's to my lifter gentle- Ahealth,and mirth to all. Ar. Pray fill it full fir. 'Tis a high health to vertue : here Lord Burr is, A maiden health: you are molt fit to pledge it, You have a maiden foule, and much 1 honour it. Paflion o'me, ye are fad man, Du. How now Burris. Goe to, no more of this. Ar. Take the rowfe freely, 'Twill warme your bloud, and make ye fit for jollity Your graces pardon; when we get a cup fir, We old men prate a pace. Du. Mirth makes a banquet; As you love me no more. Bur. I thank your grace. Give me it j Lord Boroskie. Bortf. I have ill braines fir. Bur. Damnable ill, I know it. 'The Toy nil Subject. « 1 Bar of. But lie pie This vertuous health. Enter two Servants Bu.TYtt more unfit for thy mouth. £ with Cloaks. Dm.Come,bring out Robes, & let my gueftslookr Fit for my love, and prefence: begin downward. Off with your cloaks, take new. Ar. Yourgtacedealestruely Like a munificent Prince, with your poor fubj'e&s, Who would not fight for you ? what cold dull cow Durft feek to lave his life when you would aske it ? Begin a new health in your new adornments, The Dukes, the Royall Dukes: ha, what have I goi Sir ? ha.' the robe of death 1 Duke. You have deferv'd it. Ar. The livorie of the grave? do you ftart all from rne ? Doe I fmell of earth already! Sir look on me, And like a man; is this your entertainment ? Doe you bid your worthieft guefts to bloudy Banquets. Enter a Guard. A Guard upon me too ? this is too foule play ' thine honour; Wider, and fwallow all my fervices ? Entombe them firft, my faith next, then my . And let thefe ftruggle with your mangy minde?b'*' Your fear'd, and feal'd up confciences, till ye 5^ Borof. Thefe words are death. Ar. No thofe deeds that want rewards,firrah, Thofe Battells I have fought, thofe horrid dange'^ Leaner then death, and wilder then deftrudion, ' I have march'd upon, thefe honour'd wouncktinw. The bloud I have loft, the youth, the forrowesfutfctv Thefe are my death/hele that can ne're be tcconpJ Thefe that ye fit a brooding on like Toads, ^ Sucking from my deferts the fvveets and favours And render me no pay againe but poifons. ' Bor. The proud vaine fouldier thou haft fet— Ar. Thoulyeft. Now by my little time of life lyeft balely, Malitioufly and loudly: how I fcorne thee ? If I had fweld the fouldier, or intended An a-9 in perfon, leaning to difhonour, As ye would faine have forced me, witneffe heave?. Where cleareft underftanding of all truth is, ' ''For thefe are fpightfull men,and know no piety) When Olin came, grim Olin, when his marches, His laft Incurfions made the City fweat, And drove before him,as a ftorme drives Haile, Such fhowrs of frofted fears, fhook all your heart'Ifo Then when the Volga trembled at his terrour, And hid his feven curl'd heads, afraid of bruifing, By his arm'd horfes hoorcs; had I been falfe then, Or blowne a treacherous fire into the fouldier, Had but one fparke of villanie liv'd within me, Ye'ad had fome fhadow for this black about me. Where was your fouldierfhip ? why went not And all your right honourable valour with ye f Why— Ml Drew your dead-doing (word, and buckl d with W Shot through his Squadrons like a fierie Meteor ? And as we fee a dreadfull clap of thunder Rend the ftiffe hearted Oakes, and tofle their rootsc Why did not you fo charge him ? you were fick then, Youthat dare taint my credit flipt to bed then, j Stewing and fainting with the feares ye had, A whorfon fhakxng fit oppreft your Lordfhip: Blufh Coward knave, and all the world h;fl> at riw Dukt Exceed not my command Bor. I fhall obferve it. Exit. Exit. (w * V % Ar. Are you gone too I Come weep not honeft Jr. Good loving Lord the Dukes difpl I ^ - — v* A * By bold bad men, crowded into his nature, Can ftartle me; fortune ne'reraz'd this Fortyet t I am the fame, the fame man, living, dying; The fame mind to 'em both,I poize thus equall; Oncly the jugling way that told me to it, The Judas way, to kiffe me, bid me welcome, And cut my throat, a little Sicks upon me. Farewell, commend me to his grace,and tellhim, The world is full of fcrvants, he may have many '• And fome I wifh him honeft: hee's undone elte: But fuch another doating Archas never, So try'd and touch'd a faith : farewellfor ever. Bur. BeftroHg my Lord : you muft not go thush" V7~ t—* i « T ' £ CC \ J/1 - n J <7 J ^ U4UU UUl liu in^ Thou lonne or rooles and flatterers, heire of hypocrites, Ar. Now,what's to doe? what fayes the Law unto Am I ferv'd in a hearfe that fav'd ye all I Give memv t?reat offend vh,. i,„ Are ye 1< or.Laying afide a thoufand petty matters, guilty The Loyall SuhjeB. \ Never my Souldier more,nor friend to honour : Why did you uie your old man thus l thus cruelly Torture his poore vveake body ? I everlov'dye. Du. Forget me in thefe wrongs,moft noble Archat. Ar.l have balme enough for all my hurts:weep no more A fatisfaffion for a thoufand Iorrowes : (iir, I do beleeve yc innocent,a good man, And heaven forgive that naughty thing that wrong'J me. Why looke ye wild my friends ? why ftare ye one me ? J charge ye as ye are men, my men,my lovers, As ye are honeit faithfull inen,faire Souldiers, Let downe your anger: Is not this our Soveraigne, The head of mercie, and of Law? who dares then, But Rebels icorning Law, appeare thus violent ? Is this a place for Swords ? for threatning fires ? The reverence of this houle dares any touch, But with obedient knees, and pious duties.? Are we not all his Subjects ? all fwom to him ? Has not he power to punifh our offences ? \ And do not we dayly fall into 'cm ? allure your felves I did offend and highly, grievoufly, This good fweet Prince I offended, my life forfeited, Which yet his mercy, and his old love met with, And only let me feele his light rod this way: Ye are to thanke him for your Generall, Pray for his life, and fortune : fweat your blouds for him. You are offenders too,daily offenders, Proud infolencies dwell in your hearts, and ye do 'em, Do 'em againft his peace,his Law,his Perfon; Ye f ee he only Iorrowes for your fins, And where his power might perfecute, forgives ye: ■ For fhame put up your Swords,for honefty, For orders fake.and whofe ye are, my Souldiers, Be not fo rude. The. They have drawnebloudfromyefir. Ar. That was the bloud rebel'd, the naughty bloud, The proud provoking bloud; 'tis well 'tis out boyj Give you example firft ; draw out,and orderly. Hon. Good brother doe. Ar. Honeft and high example, As thou wilt haue my bleffing followthee, Inherit all mine honoursthanke ye Theodore, My worthy fon. The. If harme come,thanke your felfe fir, I muft obey ye. Exit. Ar. Captaine.you know the way now: A good man,and a valiant,you were ever, Incline! to honeft things: I thanke ye Captaine. Souldiere,! thanke ye all: and love me ftill, But do not love me fo you lofe allegeance, Love that above your lives: once more I thanke ye. Du. Bring him to reft,and let our cares waite on him; Thou excellent old man,thou top of honour, Where juftice, and obedience onlie build, Thou ftocke of vertue, how am I bound to love thee I In all thy noble waies to follow thee ? Bur. Remepiber him that vext him fir. Du. Remember? • » 4 , When I forget that villaine,and to pay him For all his mifchiefes,may all good thoughts fosget me. Ar. I am very fore, Du. Bring him to bed with cafe Gentlemen, For everie ftripe l'le drop a teare to wafih 'em, ' And is my fad repentance— Ar. 'Tis too much, I have a life yet left to gaine that love fir. Exeunt Aft us Ghrintus. Sana Prima. Enter Duke}B#rru,andGentlemen. Duke Bur. H Ow do's Lord Archas yet ? L But weake and't pleafe ye, Yet all the helpes that art can„are applied to him- His heart's untouch't, and whole yet; and no dcnibt[ His minde being found, his body foone will follow, Du.O that bale knave that wrong'd him,without But I fhall find an houre to give him thankes fot't r. He's faft I hope? Bur. As faft as irons can keep him : 1 h But the moft fearefull wretch—- Du. He has a confcience, A cruell flinging one I warrant him, A loaden one : But what ne wes of the Souldier ? I did not like their parting,'twas too full en. Bur. That they keep ftill, and I feare a worftcl®: ire drawn out oft They the Towne, and (land in cor Hatching unquiet thoughts,and cruell purpofes: I went my felfe unto 'em , talk't with the Captaines, Whom I found fraught with nothing but loud mur® And defperatecurfes, founding thefe words often Like trumpets to their angers : we are ruin'd, Our ferviccs turn'dto dilgraces, mifchiefes, Our brave old Generall,like one had pilfer'd, Tortur'd, and whipt .• the Collonells eyes like torch, Blaze everie where and fright faire peace. Gent. Yetworlefir: The newes is currant now,they meane to leave ye, Leave their allegiance: and under Ol/ns charge The bloudy Enemy march ftraitagainft ye. Bur. I have heard this too fir. Du. This muft be prevented, 0 And fuddenly, and warily. Bur.. 'Tis time fir, But what to minifter,or how ? Du. Go in with me, And there wee'l thinke upon't: fuch blows as thefe, Equall defences aske^lfe they difpleafc. & Scxne 2. Enter Petefcatand Gentlemm0' Tet. Lord,what a coile has here been with thefe They are cruell fellowes. (.. She would have been a great deale madder, I am gb; Pet. 'Twas a wicked thing for me to betray her, - And yet I moft confefle fhe ftood in our lights, ^ What young thing's this ? Al. Good morrow beuteous Gentlewomen: Pray you is the Princeffe ftirring yet ? W9. He has her face. . /V.Her very tongue,spid tone toother youth npor" Al. I ghefle ye to be the Princefte women. Pet. Yes, We are fir. I 1 be Loyall Subject. 47 jj prav is there nor a Gentle woman waiting on na . Gone ? now muft I lament too : laid ye gone,Madam ? Al- 11 ' - Grace,1 ^ * j » /Vr. Tnedevill fure in her lhape. jf, I have heard her tell my- Lady ofa t niy brother that (he had : intravell-- ' Pt(. 'Mas,I remember that: this may be he too : ^ L. «.«, ■■ — Pet' ] would this thing would ferve her, Wo. So would I wench, • * - I w EnttrOhmfia y/o bo WUlllU A \Ve (hould love him better fare: fir,here's the Princes, Sne belt can fatisfieye. AI How 1 love that pretence 1 n Melted eyes how nobly (hines your comforts 1 qI what Gentleman is that ? Wo We know not Madam : Hc aii'd US f>»t your Grace : and as we gueffe it, ueis AiniM Brother. 1 Ol. Haiec me mar! Olimpia, It might be thus ? Ol. A thbuland times. Dm. Here rake him: Nay,do not bluih : i do not jeft; kiffe Iweetly: Boy,ve kifle faintly boy ; heaven give ye comfort; Teach him, he'l quickly learne : there's two heaits eas'd Ar. You do me too much honour nr. (now. Dm. No Archas, But all I can,! will; can you love me.7 fpeake truly. Hon. Yes fir, deaily. Dm. Come hether Viohr,can you love this man ? Via. lie do the bed lean fir. Dm. Scale it Burr it: VVee'l all to Church together inflantly : And then a vie for boyes; ftay,bring Boroskie 1 had almofi forgot that lumpe of mifchiefe. There Archas, take the encmie to honour, The knave to worth .• do with him what thou wilt. Ar. Then to my fword againe; you to your prayers; Wafh off your villanies,you tede the burthen. Ber. Forgive me ere I die, mod honeft Archas j 'Tis too much honour that 1 perith thus; T Though fame thing weU ajfur'd,few here Three houres ofprettaus time,or money I On our endeavoursJTet not to relye •r- £. r7T?Tn, w'ndujirie, It* fit wejkould askf, but a mo deft tvay How you approve our attion in the plaj If you vouchfafe to crowne it with applaufe It is your bountie,andyou give tucaufc * Hereafter wtth a general! confent To jludy9as becomes tumour content* FINIS 5* ^ _ Th Lavves of Candy* Attus primus. Sctna prima Enter Gafpero}and Me lit us. (with, Ir.you'r the very friend I wifh'd to meet I have a large difcourle invites your eare fo be an Auditor. Gaf And what concetnes it ? w?Tnefadly thriving progreffe of the loves oCeene my Lord the Prince, and that great Lady, whole in'olencie, and never-yet-mjitcn d pride, L by no Charadcr be well expreff, Rut in her onlie name,the pro w d Erota. Gaf hhiMi littu>1 Ihould gheffe, the beft Succeiie your Prince cotild find from her, to be Asharfh as the event doth prove: but now Tisnotatime to pity pafiionate gnefes, When a whole Kingdoine in a manner lies Upon its death-bed bleeding. Mel. Who can tell Whether or no,the(e many plagues at once Hangover this unhappie Land,tor her fake, Thatisamonfter mit.. Gaf Here's the miferie Of having a child our Prince s'elfe I prefume The bold Venetians had not dat'd to attempt Sobloudie an Invafion. Mel. Yet I wonder Why .Mafter Secretarie, ftillthe Senate Soalmoftluperftitiouflie adores, Gotizalo the Venetian Lord,confidering The outrage of his Countrymen. Gaf The Senate Is wile,and therein juft,for this Gonz.alot Upon a Maflacre performed at Sea By the Admirall of Venice,on i Merchant OfCWy.when the caufe was to be heard Before the Senate there, in open Court Profeffed,that the crueltie the Admirall Had (hewed,deferved not only fine, but death s 1 or Canty then,and Venice were at peaces Since when upon a motion in the Senate, For conqucft of our Land, 'tis known for certaine, That only this Gon&alo dar'd to oppofe it, His reafon was, becaufe it too much favoured Of Lawleffe,and un juft ambition. * The wars were fcarce begun, but hefin feare Of quarrels 'gainft his life) fled from his Countrie, And hcther came,where ('toconfirme his truth,) V®m(Melit )he,out of fus owne (tore, Hath monied Cajfilanes the Generall. ^A/.What, without other pledges then CafftUnts "repromife of payment? Gaf No, it may be e has fome pettie Lordfhip to retire to;, w this he hath done;now'tis fit Me lit us, f ^nate fhould be thankefulljOtherwife, ne}' ihould annihilate one ofthofe Laws, ot which this Kiagdome is throughout the world • What Lawes are thefe ? fir, Let me fo much importune you Gaf And they be worth your knowledge; briefly thus: Who ere he be that can deteft apparantly Another of ingratitude, for any Received benefit, the Plaintiff'e may Require the offenders life; unkfle he pleafc Freely,and willingly to grant remiflion. Mel. By which Uriel Law the Senate is in danj Should they negledt Gon&ato, Caf Permits a like equalitie to Aliens, As to a home-borne Patriot. Mel Pray fir the other? Gaf Know Mtin us, The elder Cm^flouriflied many yeares, In War,in Peace, unparalel'd, and they (To fpurre heroicke fpirits on to vertue) Enadted that what man fo ere he were, Did nobleft in the field againft his enemie, So by the generallvoice approved, and knownc, Might at his.home-returne.make his demand For latisfacfion, »and reward. Mel. They are Both famous Lawcs indeed. Enter, Mef Mafter Secretarie, The Senate is about to fit,and crave Your prefence. Gaf What,fo fuddenly ? Mef Thefe Letters Will (hew the cauies why, -j Cat. Heaven thou art great, And wort hie to be thanked. Mel. Your countenance fir Doth promife fome good tidings^ Caf. O the beft And happieft for this land, that c*re was told Allthc Venetian Forces are defeated. Mel. How Sir ? Gaf And what doth addc fome delight m There is amongft the Souldiers a contention Who fhall be the triumpher.and it ftands Doubtfull betweene a Father and his Sons Old Cajfila»es,vai young Mutinous. Mel. Why may not both demand it ? Gaf The Law denies it: But where the Souldiers do not all confent, The parties in contention, are refer'd To plead before the Senate; and from them, U pon an op en Audience, to b e; udg"d . The Chiefe.and then to make demands. Mel. Yourayifbme With wonder and delight, Gaf Come : as we walke, I fhall more folly informe you. v / Melft Exeunt CaffiL Caf Admit no Sould Have tookc their places. Ggg 2 Are f Aye. You are obey'd, my Lord. y.nt. Decita,fall off Dec. I {ball. Caf Give leave Arcanes-. Young-man come nearer to me : who am I .? Am. It were a fin againft the piety Of filial! duty.lfl Ihould forget The debt 1 owe my father on tny knee; Your pleafure? Caf. What, fo low fcanft thou finde joynts, Yet be an Elephant ? Anttnow, rife .- Thou wilt belye opinion,and rebate The ambition of thy gallantry, that they Whole confidence thou haft bewitched, Ihould fee Their little God of War, kneeleto his father, Though in my hand I did grafpe Thunder. Ant. Sir, For proofe that I acknowledge you the Author Of giving me my birth, I have dilcharg'd A part of my obedience. But if now You ihould (as cruell fathers do J proclame Your right,and Tyrant like ulurp the glory Of my peculiar honours, not derived From lucceflary,but purchas'd with my bloud , Then I mult ftand firft Champion for my felfe, Againft all interpolers. Caf. Boldly urg'd, And proudly,I could love thee, did not anger Coniult with juft difdaine,in open language To call thee moft ungratefull. Say freely, Wilt thou refignethe flatteries,whereon The reeling pillars of a popular breath, Have rais'd thy Giant-like conceit, to adde Afuffrage to thy fathers merit, fpeake ? Ant. Sir,heare me: were there not a Chronicle Well pend by all their tongues,who can report What they have feene you do; or had you not Beft in your owne performance writ yourfelfe, And been your own Text, I would uadertake Alone,without the helpe of Art, or Character, But oniy to recount you deeds in Armes, And you flrould ever then be fam'd a prefident Of living viftory • But as you are Great,and well worthy to be (tiled great, It would betray apovertieof ipirit In me to obftruft my fortunes,or difcent, If I fhouid co ward-like furrender up The intereft,which the inheritance of your vertue, And mine owne thriftie fate can claime in honour My Lord,of ail the maffe of fame, which any That weares a (word, and hath but teen me fight, Gives me,I will not {hare, nor y eild one jot, One tittle. Caf. Not to me ? Ant. You are my father, Tetnot to you. Caf. Ambitious boy, how darft thou To tell me,that thou wilt contend Ant. Had I ^ Been floathfull, and not followed you in all The {freights of death,you might have joftly then Reputed me a ballard; 'tis a cruelty, More then to murther Innocents,to take The life of my yet Infant-honour from me. \ \ * / Caf. Ant tnousylooke upon this badge of age, Thy fathers gray, hair'd beard: full fifty yeares, (And more then halfe of th,^, viv iu^u wcrt Dotp&\ I have been knowne a Souldier,in which time I found no difference 'twixt War and Peace, For War was peace to me.and Peace was war. Antmous, marke me well; there hath not liv'd' Thefe fifty yeares,a man whom Creet prefer'd Before thy farher; let me boldly boaft, Thy father,both for Dilcipline,and A&ion, Hath lo long been the firft of ail his Nation; Now canft thou thinke it honeft, charitable, Nay humane, being fo young,my fon,my child, Begot,bred,taught by me,by me thy father, For one dayes fervice, and that on thy firft, To rob me of a glory which I fought for A halfe of hundred yeares. Ant. My caleobferves Both equity,and prefidentS;for fir, That very day whereon you got your fame, 7ou tooke it from tome other,who was then Chiefe in repute,as you are now ; and had been Perhaps as many yeares delerving that, Which you gain'd in a day, as I have mine. Caf But he was not my father then Am woks, Thou leav'ft out that. eAnt. Sir had he been your father, He had been then immortall: for a father Heightens his reputation, where his fon Inherits it, as when you give us life, Tour life is not diminifh'd, but renew'd In us,when you are dead, and we are ftill Your living Images. Caf. So be thou curs'd In thy pofterity,as 1 in thee, Difhonorable boy: O fhall that Sun, Which not a yeareyet fince,beheld me mounted Upon a fierie ftced,waving my fword, And teaching this young-man to manage Armes, That was a raw,ffefh novice in the feates Of Chivalrie, {hall that fame fun be witnefie Againft this brat,of his ingratitude ? Who to ecclipfe the light of my renowne, Can no way hope to get a Noble name, But by the treading on his fathers greatnefle; Thou wilt not yeald? Enter Jim Ant. My life, but not the prize My Sword hath purchas'd. Arc. The Senate My Lord are here at hand; and all the fouldjers Begin to throng about them. Caf NowpArcanes th< tArc. What fir I Caf. Trifles will affront us: th: Fine fighting Stripling, Arc. Let him have the lhame o: Pleafe you withdraw on this fide. Caf My great heart Was never quaild before. Dec. My Lord be confident, Let not your fat herd ant you. Ant. Deciusiwhether Muft I withdraw ? Dec. On this fide. See the Souldiers Attend your pleafure— courage fir 5 the Senat?. Caf Way for the Senate. Enter Pirphicio,PoJfennte(i Senators)Gonzdo Gafbero, Sonldiers.. I r- The Lowes of Candy. To quicken courage, to inflame'revenge, 9 To heighten resolution ; in a word, To out-doe aftion : It boots nottodilcover, ^ytrood Lords1 know not & taw of arrogance I may incutre Xd I preluine. though courted oy your * had rathgS^M ■■■■■■■■ ( Lproofeof my unfeign'd humility _ In Marrtall play, was even Wte I " "" ^ ^ ^ __ & tjy'dj: vVe cannot ranke ye in a nobler friendftup, Then your great Service to the ftate deforyes. por yyil'c pleaie you fit ? •. Enter Fernando with $old. Gen*. What here my Lord J'orphicto ? a ' # a »/• h known Itmuft not be. j>ort. My Lord you are too modeft. . J Gonz. It is no lealon to be troublefome, ; Elfc-But I have done ; Your Lordftfips areobferv'd " Gofp. Is the demandant, r^ady ? 0 ., CJ.. Produce him then. Arc. Before this facred,, 1 Kv a eenerall confent, am made The Souldiers voice, antftb Prefcnt as chiefe in Aria.es, iO *1' V T k J ^ , # ^ i < 3ri A v4 - fo ' j J X f* -V4 nrt i «. O 1 ill ft V£J j> " —— v v - Dfc.Mcfi reverend Lords,you heare thedefier number all their this Coun Li Si .t < W 1 1 v / ' — 1 — I" ' f I * I / . A I # J ^ ■# « : The mightieft man in Arinps, AnJnous. ! Speak fellowlouldiers. I Soli. Ant mo its, Antinomy. Gafp. Stand by ail, lave the two compelitors Pof My Lords, how much your Countrey 01 The due reward of your delertfull glories. Mull to poftergy remain : " A f V 10 rr ) i i t A L >0 fboth, Since, by our Law> one onely can make clpime To the propoled'honours which you both (Itieemsj have truely merited, take leave Freely toplead your rights ; we lliallattend yc Porp. Wherein priority of voyce is granted Lord CaJfdanes tb you: for that your rare And long experience in the courfe of war, As well doth challenge it, as- the be ft priyiledg Of Ordet and civility, for that You ate your brave opponents worthy father. Say Countrey-men, are you content ? Sold. 1,1. L ■ i I 9 ' :iki i' J Caf Right grave,right gratious fathers; how i It isfor me, that all my life time have Beenpraftis'd in the Ichoole of bloud,and flaughter To bandy words now in my .fifes laft farewell, i our wiledomes will confider; were there pitcht Another, and another field, like that Which hot yet three days fince, this arme hath foaftervf. defeated, and made nothing,, then the man, That had a heart to thinke he could but follow, f for equalise he Shouldnot) through the lanes |"ar>ger and amazement, might in that, |' hat onely of but folowing m e, be happy, T-eputed worthy to be made my rivall: °r iIS„not Lords, unknowne to thofe about me, /ith What a confidenc ▼ w ▼ sal ' fori * % ^ ^ ' ^ ulem ot> to fight, went on ftiil, and I could have becne a lecond Nature, •Y And as if ) /i \ 11 • a 1VWUUU 1 s well in hearttiing them by my example, As by my exhortation, I gavefife — - — » jy / T ^ ^ ^ MV ;L * *v/» . As child ifh : But I lift not to dftpa'Fage - Hisnon ability.- Thefignallgiven Of Battaile, when our enemies came on, (Direded more by:fuerie,then warrant Of Policy and Stratagem ) I met them, I in the fore front of the Armies met them . And as if this old weather-beaten body Had been compos'd of Cannon-proof I ftood The volleys of their (hot. I I my Itlf e Was he that firft difirankt their woods of Pikes : But when we came to handylftroaks, as often As I lent fckaaies, fo often I gave wounds, And every wound a death. I may be bold I o juftihea truth, ithis very fword Of mine flew more theoanytwaine befides : And, which is not the leaft- of all my glorie, When herthfe young man,hand to hand in fight, Was by theOenei all of the Venetians, And fuch as were his retinue, unhors'd, ' I ftept between, and refcu'd him my leU'e, 1 Or horfes hoofs had trampled turn to dirt; And whilft he was re-mounting, I maintain'd I he combate with the gallant General!,- Till having taken breath, he throng'd before me, Renew'd the.fight, and with a fatall blow. Stole both that honour from me, and his life From hi'm.whoni I before my felfe alone, Had more then full three quarters kiiPd A man Well worthy onely by this hand to havedy'd, Not by a Boyes weak pufh : I talke too much, . But 'fis; a.foult of Age.- If to bring home Long peace, long vidlorie, even to your Capitoll ;i If to fecure your Kingdome.Wives, ancfChildren, Your lives and liberties; if to renowne Your honours through the world, to fix your names, Like Blazing ftarres, admir'd, andfear'd by all, That have but heard of Candy, or a Cretane, Be to deferve the approvement of my man-hood, Then thus much have I done : what more, examiue The Annalis of my life; and then confider What I have been,and am. Lords I have faid. Gonz.With reveremce to the Senate, isit lawfull Without your Cuftomes breach, to fay a word? Pof. Say on my Lord Genz.aU. Gonz.. i haye heard, And with nio little wonder, fuch high deeds Of Chivalrie dficours'd, that I confelfe, I doe not thiijk.the Worthies while they liv'd All nine, deferv'd as much applaule,or memorie, As this one : Bu: who can doe ought to gaine The Crowne of honour from him, muft be lomewhat More then a man; you tread a dangerous path, Yet I (hallheare you gladly : for believe me, Thus much let me profeife, in honours caufe, I would not to my father, nor my King, (My Countries father) yield : if you tranfeend What we have heard,! can but onely fay, That miracles are yet in uie. I feare I have offended. Porp. YOU have fpoken nobly, Antinom ule your priviledgc. | Ant. Princely fathers, l E're I begin, one fuit I have to make, i * Tis j'uft, and honourable. Forp. Pef Speak, and have it. Ant.That you would pleafe the fouldiers might all ftand Together by their Generall. Pojf. 'Tis granted. All fall to yonder fide: Goe on, Antinotu. Ant. 1 fhall be briefe and plainc : All what my father (This Countries Patron) hath difcours'd, is true. : Tellowes in Armes : fpeak you is't true ? Sol. True, true. Ant. It followes, that the blaze of my performance Took light from what I liw him doe; andthus i A City (though the flame be much more dreadfull) May from a little fparke befet on fire; | Of all what I have done, T fhall give inflance i Onely in three maine proofs of my defert. i Fir ft I lought out (but through how many dangers My Lords judge ye j tne cnietf, tnegreat ojommanacr, The head of that huge body, wfhofe prowd weight Our Land lhrunke under , him I found and fought with, Fought with,and flew. Fellowesln Armes, fpeak you, Is'ttrue or not ? Sold. True, true. Ant. When he was falne, The hearts of all our adverfaries • Began to quaile, till young Fernando, fonne To the laft Duke of Venice gather'd head, And foone renew'd the field, by wfioie example The bold Venetians doubling ftrengtti and courage Had got the better of the day,our men Suppofing that their adverfaries grew Like Hydras head, recoyle,and 'ganto Aye: I foliow'd them; and what I faid, they know 5 The fumme on't is; I call'd them back, new rankt them; Lead on, they tollow'd, fhrunk not till the end: Fello wes in Armes is't true,or no. Said. True, true. Ant. Laftly, to finiih alb, there was but one, The onely great exploit •, which was to take Fernando prifoner,and that hand to hand In fingle fight I did : my felfe without The helpe of any arme, favethe arme of heaven. Speak fouldiers, is it true, or no? Sol. Antinotu, Antinotu. Ant. Behold my prifoner, Fathers. Fern. This one man Ruin'd our Army, and hath gforifi'd Create in herrobes of inightineffe and conqueft. Fof. We need not ufe long circumftance of words, Antinotu thou art conquerer: the Senate, The fouldiers, and thy valour have pronounc'd it. All. Antinotu, Antinotu. Forp. Make thy demand. ! C(if. Pleaie ye ( my Lord) give leave ; That I may part. Pef. No CaJftlanes.Cac Court Should therein be diflaonour'd, doe not imagine We prize your prefence at lo flight a rate. Demand Antinotu. Ant. Thus (my Lords) to witneflc How far I am from arrogance, or thinking f am more valiart, though mou. favour'd j Then my moft matchieffe father, my demand is, That for a lafting mcmorie of his name, His deeds, his reall, nay his royall worth, You let up in your Capitoll in Braffe My fathers Statue, there to ftand for ever A Monument and Trophy of his victories, With this Infcriptionto fucceeding ages, Great Calfilanes, Patron of Candy's Peace, PerpetnaU Trtumpher. Pot. Pof. It is granted. What more ? Ant. No more. Caf. How boy.? Gon*,. Thou art imlnortall, < Both for thy Son-like pietie,and beauties Of an unconquet'd minde. Ant. My Priloner ( Lords) To your more lacred wifedomes I furrender: Fit you his ranfome; halfe whereof I give For largefle to the Souldiers: the other halfe To the eredion of this monument. Caff. Ambitious villaine. Gonx,. F hou art all un-immitable. My Lords to work a certaine peace for Candj With Venice, ufe Fernando like a Prince; His ranfome He disburle what e're it be: Yet you may ftay him with you, till conditions Of amitie fhall be concluded on: Are yee content ? Porp. We are, and ever reft Both friends add debters to your nobleneCfe. Gonxj. Souldiers attend me in the Market-place, lie thither fend your iargelle. Sold. Antinotu, Antinotu. Exeunt, Caf. I have a fute too, Lords. Porp. Pof. Propofe it, tis yours, if fit and j'uft- Caf. Let not my fervices, My being forty yeares a drudge, a pack-horfe To you, and to the State, be branded now With Ignominy ne're to be forgotten : Reare me no Monument, unleffe you meatie To have me fam'd a Coward, and be ftamp'd fo. Pof. We underftand you not. Caf. Proud boy, thou doft, And Tyrant-like infultfl upon my fhame. Am. Sir, heaven can tell, and my integrity, What I did, was but onely to inforce The Senates gratitude. I now acknowledge it. Caf. Obferve it Fathers, how this haughty boy Growes cunning in bis envy of mine honours: He knowes no mention can of me be made, But that it ever likewife muft be told, How I by him was mafter'd; and for furety That all fuccecding times may To report it, He would have my dilhonoar, and his Triumphs Ingrav'd in Braffe : hence,hence proceeds the falfcood Of his infinuating piety. Thou art no childe of mine .• thee and thy bloud,' Here in the Capitoll, before the Senate, I utterly renounce t So thrift and fate Confirme me; henceforth never fee my face. Be, as thon art, a villaine to thy father. Lords I muft crave your leaves:come,come ArM*"- Gpnx,. Here's a ftrange high-borne fpirit. Pof Tis but heat Of luddaine prefent rage; I dare affurc Antinotu of his favour. Ant. I not doubt it, He is both a good man, and a good father. 7 he Lowes of Ca l (hall attend your Lord/hips. T/R \)Qt Anf.noM. . . r ' Yes; feaft thy Triumphs, ^hToDlaule and pleafures. ^ Polf Lead on. Exeunt. EI or. Camels. I utterly renounce—Twas Co ? Lto't riot, Sdtcttts ? vet. Hi|h' y°u know niy Lord» Old men ate ehollerick. °V And 1 aft ly parted „>h never henceforth fee my face : O me, & I Wt • f "to ' r> whaone^^llammiferable, Eidexpreffion. j)« fie.h0W unbecomming This (he wes upon your day of fame ? Ant.O miichiefe: I Biuft no more come neare him; that I know, A»1 am aflur'd on t. Dec. Say you doe not ? Ant. True: ; Put cafe I doe not: what is Candy then To loft Ant mow ? Malt a a refolve Toendmydayesinthee. Dec. How's that ? Jut. lie trie _ ( All humble meanes of being reconcil'd, Which if deny'd, then I may jullly fay, This day hasprov'd my worft: Dectm my worft. Exemt That he forgets the R oyaltie he was borne to, And deems it happinefl'e to be her flave. !| Gonx.. You talke as if you meant to winde me in, And make me of the number. Gaf Sir,miflakemenot,thefervicethatIoweye Shall plead for me .• I tell you what (he is, ! What the expeds, and what (he will effect, Unlefleyou be the miracle of men, That come with a purpole to behold, Andgoe away your felfe. Gon. Ithanke you. I will doe it: But pray refolve me, How is fhe ftor'd with wit ? Gaf. As with beauty, Infinite, and more to be admired at, Then medled with. ffeet ? Gonx.. And walks her tongue the fame gate with her Gaf Much beyond: what ere her heart thinks,fhe utters: And fo bold, fo readily,as you would judge Itpenn'dandffudied. Gonx. She coins. Enter Fret a. Gaf. I muft leave you then, Philander, But my beft wifhes lhall remain with youJjAnnophill, Gonx. Still I muff thanke you. pHyparcha. This is the mod paflionate, v Mochingo, Moft pitifull Prince, la Attendants. Who in the Caldron of affeftions, Looks as he had been par-boyl'd. Fhtl. If I offend with too much loving yo», It is a fault that I muff ftill commit, To make your mercy fhinet he more on me. Erot. You are the felfe-fame creature you condemne, Or elfe you durft not follow me with hope That I can pittie you, who am fo farre From granting any comfort in this klnde, That you and all men elle fhall perifh firlt: I willlivc free and fingle, till I finde Something above a man to dquallme ; Put all your brave Heroes into one, Your Kings and Emperours, and let hi'm come In perlbn of a man, and I ihould fcorne him: Muft, and will fcorne him. The god of Love himfelte hath loft his eyes, His Bow and Torch extinguifh'd, and the Poets That made him firlt a god, have loft their fire Since I appear'd, and from my eyes muft fteale it. This I dare (peak; and let me fee the man, Now I have fpoke it, that doth,dare deny j Nay, not believe it. Mo. He is ihad that does not. Em. Have not all the nations of the earth heard of me? Moft come to fee me, and feeing me, return'd Full of my praifes'-.""teaching there Chroniclers To make their Stories perfed ? for where the name, Meerely the word of faire Erot a ftands, It is a lafting Hfftory to time, Begetting admiration in the inert, And in my owne Sexenvie; which glories loft, When I fhall flick my beaiitie in a cloud, And clearely fhine through it. Gonx. This Woman's in the altitudes,and be muft be A good Aftrdloger (hall know her Zodiack. Phil. For any man to thinke Himlelfe an able purchafer of you, But in the bargaine there muft be dcclar'd Infinite bounty: otherwife I vow, By all that s excellent and gracious in you, . Enter Gonxalo,and Gafpero. Gff , V7 0w to what you have heard as no man can lM Better then I, give you her Character ; Fori have been both nurs'd, and traind up to Her petulant humours,and been glad to beare them, Her brother, my late Mafter, did no lefle: Strong apprehenfions of her beauty hath Made her believe that fhe is more then woman: And as there did not want thofe flatterers 'Bout the worlds Conquerour, to make him think, And did perfwade him that he was a god; So there be thofe bale flies, that will not ftick To buzze into her eares fhe is an Angel, And that the food fhe feeds on is Ambrofa. Gent. She ihould not touch it then,'tis Poets fare. G"f I may take leave to fay, (he may as well Determine of her lelfe to be a goddefle, With leflerflattcrie then he a god: lor (be does conquer more,, although not farther. Every one looks on her dyes in defpaire, nd would be glad to doe it actually, To have the next age tell how worthily, what good caufe he had to persfh fo : er beauty is luperlative, fhe kuowes it, j knowing it, thinks no man can deferve, "ut ought to peri(h, and to dye for her: any great Princes for her loVe have languifh'd, j" §'venthemfelvesa willing facrifice, roud to have ended io : And now there is Prmce lo manded in his owne pafllons. The Lmes of Candy. I would untenant every hope lodg'd in me, And yield my felfe up Loves, or your owne Er»t. So you fhall pleafc us. Phil. O you cannot be So heavenly, and fo abfolute in all things, And yet retaine fuchcruelityranny. Erot. I can, I doe, I will. Gens,. She is in her Moods, and her Tences: lie Gramer withyou3 And make atriall how I can decline you : By your leave (great Lady.) Erot. What are you? Gons,. A man, a good man, that's a wealthy; ( A Proper man, and a proud man too; one ! That understands himfelfe, and knowes, unlefle I It be your felf, no woman on the Univerfe delerves him. Nay, Lady, I mud tell you too withall. I may make doubt of that, unlefle you paint With better judgement next day then on this; For ( plaine I muff be with you J'tis a dull Fucus. Erot. Knowes anyone here what this fellow is ? Attend. He is of Venice ('Madam) a great Magnifico, And gracious with the Senate. fhere ? Erot. Let him keep then among them; what makes he Heres ftate enough where I am: here's a doe You, tell him, if he have ought with us, let him Look lower, and give it in Petition. Mo. Mighty Magnifico, my Miftris bid me tell you, If you have ought with her, you muft look lower, Andyeclditin Petition. Gons,. Here is for thee a Ducket. Mon. You fay well jir, take your ownecourfe. Gons.. I will not grace you ( Lady ) fo much as take you by the hand; But when I fhall vouchfafe to touch your lip, It fhall be through your Court a holy-day Proclamed for fo high favour. Erot. Thisisfome Great mans J efter t Sirrah, begone,here is No place to toole in. Gons,. Where are the fooles you t alke of? I doe keep two. £r«.No queftion of it: for In your felfe you doe maintaine an hundred. Gons,. And befides them I keep a noble traine, Statifts, and men of adtion .• my purfe is large and deep, Beyond thereach of riot to draw drie: Fortune did vie with Nature, to beftow ( When I was borne,) her bountie equally: Tis not amiffe you turne your eyes from me; For fhould you ftand and gaze me in the face, You perifh would, like Semele by Iolui • In Venice at this inftant there do lye Nolefle then threcfcore Ladies in their graves, And in their Beds five hundred for my love. -^.You lie more then theyjyet it becomes him bravely Would I could walke and talke fo? lie endeavour it. £m.Sir,doe you know me? Gen. Yes, you were fifter to the late Prince of Candy. Aunt to this young one.- A nd I in Venice, I am borne a Lord; equall to you in fortunes, In ihape; lie fay no more, but view. JTc».Thereneeds no more be laid, were I a woman— O he does rarely : m lhape; lie lay no more, But view : Who could lay more, who better ? Man is no man, nor woman woman is, « ! i Unlefle they have a pride like one of thele. How poore the Prince of Cj/frttt fhewes to hi® How poore another Lady unto her: Carriage and State makes us feem demi-gods, Humility,like beafts, wormes ofthe earth. Enter /intinotts and Dectm. «sf*t. Royall Lady, I kifle your hand. Erot. Sir, I know you not. Anno. O my noble Brother,welcome from thevvr | Ant. Deare fifter. Ann. Where is my father, that you com We have news of your fuccefle.- he has his health 1 h Ant. Yes fifter,he has his health, but is not well. Ann. How not well? what Riddles do you uttet Ant. lie tell you more in private. | Gons.. Noble fir, I I cannot be unmindfull of your merit, Since i laft heard it: you are a hopefuU youth, And (indeed) thefouleof Candy. I I muft Ipeak my thoughts. Ann. The Prince of Cyprus Brother, Good Ltcr. \ Ant. I am his fervant. Phil. You are the Patron of your Countrie, fir, So your unimitable deeds proclame you, I It is no language of my owne,but all mens. Gons,. Your Enemies muft needs acknowledger, Then doc not thinke it fiatterie in your friends, | For if they had a heart, they could not want a tongue, Erot. Is this your brother Annophitl ? Anno. Yes Madam. Erot. Your name's Antinom ? j Ant. I am f Lady ) that moft unfortunate man, Erot. How unfortunate ? are you not the louldier, The Captaine of thofe Captaines, that did bring Conqueft and vidtory home along with you ? Ant. I hadlome fhare in't; but was the leaft Of the leaft worthy. Gons,. O fir, in your modefty youl'd make A double Conqueft : I was an eare-witnefle When this young man Ipoke lefler then he adb ' And had the louldiers voice to helpe him out: But that the Law compell'd him for his honour, To inforce him make a claime for his reward, I well perceive he would have flood the man That he does now, buried his worth in filence. Erot. Sir, I hearken not to him, but looke on you. And finde more in you then he can relate ? You fhall attend on me. Ant. Madam, your pardon. Ero. Deny it not fir, for it is more honour Then you have gotten ith* field: for know you fhall, Upon Er Ota's asking Jerve Erot a. Ant. I may want anfwers, Lady, But never want a will to doe you fervke. I came hereto my fifter, to take leave, Having enjoyn'd my felfe to banifhment, For fome caufe that here after you may heare, And wifh with me I had not the occaiion. Anno. There fhall be no occafion to divide us s Deare Madam for my fake ufe your power, Even for the fervice that he ought to owe, Muft, and does owe to you, his friends, and countre)' Erot. Upon your Loyalty to the ftate and me, 1 doe command you Sir, not depart Candy: Am I not your Princefie? Ant. You arc a great Lady. ( \ >1 ▼ . I I Tertius. Scana prima —-S^That he is not wifcf S^'L„rft,normor« honcft tte" approvM in ttoth and ® j Id "uod> ert SX'be boU Oit birn with your bofome, he'll not decs Tf°you relie upon him once. Li Your name is Gafptfo ? Gaff. Yourfervant. g L Goe commend me X /I he Larves of Candy. 5 9 • -- i< I ^re' y°u arewcr *n y°ur °Wfle repute V ' Then you have reafon for. i iO v»o j i » § vow'd to hi mi 64 ^ left Gafpero) commend ] iffi/we,td\ him my love I vou. 9 ♦ f Exit. I Know yuu VV1 J. y Lord I cannot long be ablent trom fer Sir, you are no w my guide. Gonu Thus my defignes nnuncontroul'd *, yet Ventce though I be itelligenccr to thee, in my braine re other large Pro j e&s: for if proud Erota end to my lure, I will be Candy's King, nd Duke of Venice too. Ha ? Venice too ? i'twas prettily fhov'd in : why not ? Erota lay in her love feale all fure: if fhe fwallow he bait, 1 am Lord of both; if not, yet Cane leipightof all her power (hall beruin'd. Enter Caffilanci Ar canes 3 and Annophitl. Caf. Urge me no farther Anr.ophill. Anno. My Lord. Caf Thy fathers poverty has made thee happie j For though 'tis true, this (olitary life Sutesnot with youth and beautie, O my childe, Yet'tis the fweeteft Guardian to proted (Menames from Court-afperfions ; there a Lady j Tender and delicate inyeares and graces, That doats upon the charmes of eafe and pleafure, Is Ihip-wrackt on the (bore; for 'tis much faf er To truft the Ocean in a leaking ihip, Then followgreatneffe in the wanton rites Of luxurie and floth. dim. My wishes fir, Have never foar'd a higher flight, then truely To finde occafion wherein I might witnefie My duty and obedience. C'f Tis well faid, Canil thou forbeare to laugh Arcanes ? dre. Why fir ? if To look upon my beggerie, to look upon % patience in my beggerie: Tell me, hoes it (hevv haudfome ? bravely ? Handiome ? thou wilt flatter me, And fwcare that I am miferable. -Arc. Nothing ore glorifies the noble,and the valiant, hen to delpife contempt: if you continue or ro enjoy your felfe, you in your felfe nl°)' all ftorc befides. (f>f An excellent change,- t at lome leven Apprtntice-fhips commanded J hundred Minifters.that waited on y nod, and fometimes twenty thoufand fouldiers, now retir'd, attended in my age / °ne poore maid, followed by one old man. Caj>t I meanethebeft, fuch as with their blonds Purchas'd their Countreyes peace, the Empires glorie Were glad at laft to get them to lome Farmes, Off-from the clamours of the ingratefull great ones, And the unfteddy multitude, to live As I doe now, and'twas their blefling too, Let it be ours Arcane a -drc. I cannot but Applaud your fcorne of injuries. •Caf. Of injuries? "i Aycanes, Annopbill, lend both your hands, So.what fay yee now ? Arc. Why now my Lord >Caf Ifweare % ull oiy pad profperities ; thus (landing Between you two,I thinke my felfe as great, As mighty, as if in the Capitol'l I flood amidft the Senators, with all The Cretane fubje&s proftrate at my feet, Ann. Sir, you are here more fafe. Caf. And more beloved : Why look yee firs, I can forget the weaknefie Of the traduced fouldiers, the negleft Of the faire-fpoken Senate, the impietie The World mifcails But by th (to my difhonour) Arc. .Sir,remember that you promised no occafion Should move your patience. Caf. Thou do'ft chide me friendly., He (hall not have the honour to be thought upon Amongft us. Enter a Servant. Now ? the newes ? Ser. The Secretarie, With the Venetian prifoner, defire Admittance to your Lordfhip. Caf. How? to me? What myfterie is this ? Arcanescm they Thinkft thou, meane any good ? Arc. My Lord, they dare not Intend ought elfe but good. Caf. Tis true, they dare not; Arcanes welcome them : Come hither Anntphili3 Stand dole to me, wee'il change our affability Into a forme of State: and they (hall know Our heart is ftill our owne. m ga % • Enter Arcanes} Fernando, and Gafpero. Arc. My Lord Caf. Arcanes, I know them both : Pernarido;as you are A man of greatneffe, I (hould under-value The right my lword hath fought for, to obferve 1 Low-fawning complements, but as you arc A Captive and a flranger, I can love you, And mull be kinde. You are welcome. Fern. 'Tis the all Of my ambition, Gaf. And for proof how much He truely honours your heroick vertueSj, The Senate on his importunity, Commend him to your Lordlnjps guard. (faf For what ? Cjaf During the time of hisabode in Candy. Hhh a 1 6o 1 be Lowes of Candy. r To be your houfhold guelt. jra. Wherein my Lord,' j ,r You fhall more make me debtor to your noblenefie, Then if you had returned me without ranfome. Caff Are you in earneft Sir ? Fern. My lute to the Senate Shall belt refolve you that. Caf. ComehitherSecretariq, Look that this be no trick now pig upon me: For ifit be Sirrah Gaf. As I have troth ( My Lord) it onely is a favour granted Upon Fernandas motion,from himfelfe : Your Lordfhip mull; conceive, I'de not partake Ought, but what (hould concerne your honour* who Has been the prop, our Countries fhield, and lafety, But the renowned Cafilane ? € alp, ig Lord Would you lo mucn dc iccjucuci. u HUlii I.UU1V That are the blazing Comets of the time, To live a folitarie life with me ? A man forfaken ? all my holpitality Is now contracted to a few 5 tnefc two, This tempeft-wearied louldier, and this Virgin; We cannot feaft your eyes with Malques and Revi Or Courtly Anticks: the lad Iports we riot in, Are Tales of foughten fields, of Martiall fcarres, And things done long agoe, when men of courage Were held the belt,not thole well-ljpoken youths, Who onely carry conqueft in their tongues; Now ftories of this nature are unleafonable Toentertaine a great Dukes £911 with. ' wl J Ftr. Herein Shall my Captivity be made my happineffe, Since what 1 lofe in freedome, I regaine CWith int'reft) by converfing with a Sotildier So matchlefle for experience, as great Cajfilane. Pray fir admit ine. Caf. If you come to mock me, Ilhallbeangrie. Per. By the love I beare To goodneffe, my intents are honourable. Caf. Then in a word, my Lord, your vilitations Shall find all due refpeft: But I am now Growne old, and have forgot to be an hoft * Come when you pleale you are welcome. Fer. Sir, I thank you. Ann. Good fir be not too urgent; for my father Will foon be mov'd : yet in a noble way Of courtefie he is as eafily conquer'd. Fer. Lady, your words are like your beauty,powerfull- 1 fhall not ftrive more how to doe him lervice, Then how to be your lervant. Caf. Shee's my daughter, And does command this houle. Fer. I fo conceive her. Caf. Doe you he are? gaf. My honour'd Lord. Caf. Commend me to them. Tell'em i thank them. Gaf. Whom my Lord ? Caf. The Senate : Why how come you lo And infinitely gratefull • - a Thou art eloquent, ^ • And if ought fall out in the By, that mud Of meere necefiity touch any aft Of my defervingpraifes, blufh when you talk, Twill make them blufh to heare on't. °nt» Gaf Why my Lord Caf. Nay,n; igainft the hopefull iblery That builds up monuments in Brafie; rearesTropfc With Mottoes and Inlcriptions, quaint devices Of Poetrie and fiftion; let's be quiet. Arc. You muft not crofle him. Gaf. Not for Candys wealth. Fer. You fhallfor ever make me yours. Ann. Twerepitty to double your captivity. Arc. Who's here, Deems > Enter Decm Caf. Ha 1 Dedits ? who nam'd Decius ? Dec. My duty to your Lordfhip: I am bold, Prefuming on your noble and knowne goodneire To. - 1 Caf. What? Dec. Prefent you with this Caf. Letter? Dec. Yes my honour'd Lord. Caf From whom ? Dec. Pleale you perufe The in-fide, you fhall finde a name fubferib'd, In luch humility, in liich obedience, That you your lelfe will judge it tyranny Not to receive it favourably. Caf Hey-day. Good words my Matters; this is Court-infeftion, And none but'Cowards ply them: Tell me, Deem, Without more circumftance, who is the fender ? Dec. Your much griev'd fonne Amino us. Caf On my life A challenge j fpeak, as thou art worthy fpeak: lie anlwer't. ^ J D ^ • • cak modettly in mentioning my fervices .■ Dec. Honour'd Sir. Caf. No honour'd Sirs— Foole your yong Idoll with fuch pompous Attributes. Say briefely, what containesit / Dec, 'Tis a lowly I Petition for your favour. Caf Rafh young man, But that thou art under my owne roofe,and knaw'ft I dare not any way infringe the Lawcs Of holpitality, thou fhould'tt repent Thy bold and rude intrufion. But prefume not Againe to fhew thy Letter, for thy life; Decius, not for thy life. Arc. Nay then (my Lord) I can with-hold no longer: you are too rough, And wreftle againft nature, with a violence More then becomes a father: wherein would yee Come nearer to the likeneffe of God, Then in your being entreated ? Let not thirft 1 Of honour,make you quite forget you are A man, and what makes perfeft man-hoods, com'01 A father. Ann. Ifamemoryremaine Of my departed mother ; if the purity Of her unblemifh'd faith deferve to live In your remembrance, let me yet by thefe Awake your love to my uncomforted Brother. Fer. I am a ftranger: but fo much I tender Your fons defertfull vermes, that I vow 7 he Lowes of Ca W hich dignified thy fame; grearer then if Thou fhouldft goe out againe, and conqaer farther; for I am not afham'd to acknowledge My lelfe lubdued by thee. Ant. Great Lady Er. Sit (till, I will not hearethee elfe: now fpeake, And fpeake like my Ant twits, like my Souldier, Whom Cupid,and not Mars.hathlentto Battle. Ant. I mult (I feeJbe lilent. Er. So thou mailt .• There's greater Aftion in it than in clamour, A looke,(if it be gratiousjwili begin the War, A word conclude it: then prove no Coward, Since thou haft fiich a friendly enemie, That teaches thee to conquer. Ant. You do amaze me Madam, I have no skill,no pradice in this War, And whether you be ferious,or pleafe To make your fporr on a dejected man, 1 cannot rightly ghelle: but be it as it will, It ir a like unhappinefle to me.' My difconrents beare thole conditions in them, Mufick. And lay me out lo wretched,no deiignes f How ever truly promifing a good) Can make me rellifh ought,but a fweet-bitter, Voluntarie Exile. Mufck attains Er. Why an Exile ? 1=1 What comfort can there be in thofe companions Enter Which fad thoughts bring along with? Hyparcha. Hyp. M adam. Er. Whence comes this well-tun'd found ? Hyp. I know not Madam. Er. Liftenwench: What ever friendly hands they are that fend it Song. Let'em play on; they are Mailers of their facultie. Doth it pleafe you fir I Ant. According to the time. Er. Go to 'em wench, And tell'em,we lhall thanke'em.; for they have kept As good time to our difpolition,as to their inflruments; Unlefle Antwoiu fhail fay he loves, Enter There never can be fweeter accents uttered. Philander. Thi. Let then the heart, that did imploy thole hands, Receive fome lmall fhareofyour thankes with them, 'Tis happineife enough that you did like it; A fortune unto me, that I fihould fend it In fuch a lucky minute; but to obtains So gratious welcome,did exceed my hopes. Ero. Good Prince,I thankeyou for it. Phi. O Madam,poure notfto fall) joyes on me, But fprinkle 'em fo gently, I may (land 'em: It is enough at firft, you have laid alide Thofe cruell angry lookes out of your eyes, With which ( as with your lovely)you did ftrike All your beholders in an Extafie. Ero. Philander,you have long profefs'd to love me, Phi. Have I but profeit it Madam I Er. Nay,but heare me ? phi. More attentively, then to an Oracle. Er- And 1 will fpeake more truly, if more can be ; Nor fhall my language be wrapt up in Riddles, But plaine as truth it fclfe .• I love this Gentleman, Whole griefes has made him lo uncapable Of Love.he will not heare, at lealt not underftand it. X that have looltt with fcornefull eyes on thee, And other Princes mighty in their Ifates, 7 he L aires of Can ifthofe drops cannot melt it-, pre thee lookt up And fee how forrow fits within her eyes, ' And love the gnefe (he goes with (if nor her,) f Of which thou art the parent: and never yet Was there (by nature) that thing made io ttonv But it would love what ever it begot. '' t Ant. He that begot me, did beget thele cares Which are good iflues, though happily by him Elleemed monfters; nay, the ill-judging world 1 Is likely enough to give them thole Charadters. Phi. What'sthistolove,andtotheLady?hc's0U Wrathfull,perverfe,lclfe-will'd,and full of anger Which are his faults ; but let them not be thine ' He thrufts you from his love.fhe puis thee on, ' He doubts your vertues, (lie doth double them: O either tile thy owne eyes,or take mine, And with them,my heart, then thou wilt love her Nay,doate upon her,more then on thy duty, ' And men will praile thee equally for it; Negledling her.condemne ch:e,as a man Unworthy luch a fortune: O Antinomy 'Tis not the friendlhip that I beare to thee, But her command,that makes me utter this: And when I have prevail'd, let her but fay, Philander,you muft dye or this is nothing, It fhall be done together with a breath, With the fame willingnelTe,I live to ferve her. Er. No more Philander• Phi. All I have done, is little yet to purpofe, But ere I leave him, I will perceive him blulh} And make him feele the paflions that I do, And every true lover willalfift me in't, And lend me their fad ligbs to blow it home, For Cupid wants a dart to wound this bofome. JEr.No more,no more Philander,1 can endure no cr Pray let him goe ; go good Antinomy make peace With your owne mind,no matter though I perilh. b The La&es of Candy. •p ta lAfl i..fame great man prifoner, then to kill him ? .In what a cafe I hand. A- 1 _ .• - j 1/i f/Atl 1 n r!.. n / nd for her Ranfome I WJl ffv® Whi for ! f fhe hath lockt from ail men but thy felfe: '£ cAnf.notu/throw this dulnefle off, where but in the field? a man no ; -1 j* hpr felfe your Captive, and tor I jetveli'of her life, her heart, [}< 3< »tle mnft here Drums,and Trumpets ere he Seeps, I: v C'rhi* inftant dreames he's in his Armour: i Uca Souldiers are fo cold, I I!j|'heV be beaten to a womans armes, d then they love 'em better then their owne; S Vert can hold them out. | V, Whatpitty is it f Madam) that your felfe, i ,vh0 are all excellence,ftiould become lo wretched, t thinke on iuch a wretch as griefe hath made me ? ' i°ldom delpairing men looke up to heaven, AlthoBgb it ftill Ipeake to'em in its glories ; for when lad thoughts perplexethe mind of man, Thereis a plumit in the heart,that waighs, And pals flivingjco the daft we came from j Did you but lee the miferies you purlue, PAS I the happinefle that I avoid That doubles my afflictions) you would fly e Unto iome wilderneffe, or toyour grave, |i And there find better comforts then in me, I pot]ove,and cares can never dwell together. | Er. They Ikould, ' Ifthou hadtt but my love,and I thy cares. 1 What wild beaft in the Delart,but would be I Taught by this Tongue to leave his crueltie, | Though all the beauties of the face were vail'd I j But I am lavager than any beaft, ; And ftiall be fo till Decitu do arive, Whom with fo much lubmillion I have fent Under my hand, that if he-do not bring His Benediction backe,he mult to me Be much more crueller,then I to you. Ero, Is't but your fathers pardon you defire ? An. With his love,& then nothing next that,like yours. Er. deem is come. Enter Decitu. Ant.. 0 welcome friend; If I apprehend not Too much of joy, there's comfort in thy lookes. Er. There is indeed: I prethec Decitu fpeake it. £r.How?prethee Dccitu?this woman's ftrangly alter'd. -d#.Why doft not fpeake (good friend )and tell me how The reverent blefliug of my life, received My humble lines; wept he for j'oy ? dec. No.ther's a letter will informe you more : Yet I can tell you,what I think will grieve you, The old man is in want,and angry ftill, Andpovertic is the bellowes to the Coale, More then diftaft from you,as I imagine. Am. What's here ? how's this? It cannot be: now fure My griefes delude my fenles. In his lookes, keada world of changes: Decitu marks T™ what a fad amazement he furveies he newes: canft thou ghefle what 'tis ? dec. None good I feare - j dr. I feare lotoo.-and then Ant. it is her hand. Er. Are you not well? i I BuffT' J'00 wel1:* 1 were ought p.. ^0.c^»lbis Letter would conclude my miferies, c ll(f ady)and refolve me then, Dec. Sir, the worft is, Your fathers lownefle.and diftafte. -Ant. No Decitu, My lifter writes,Fernando has made fuite For love to her: and toexptede fincerely His conftant truth,hath like a noble Gentleman,, Dilcovered plots of treachery; contnv'd By falle Gon^alo,not intending more The utter ruine of our houlc,then generally Candies confufion. Dec. 'Tis a generous part Of young Fernando. Ant. 'Tis, and 1 could wiffo All thrift to his affeCtions Decitu. You find the lumme on't Madam. Er. Yes, I do. Ant. And can yon now yet think a heart oppreft With luch a throng of cares, can entertaine An amorous thought ? love frees all toyles but one, Calamitie and it can ill agree. Er. Wil'c pleale ye fpeake my doome ? Ant. Alas great Lady, Why will you flatter thus a defperate man, That is quite caft away i O had you not Procured the Senates warrant to enforce My ftay,I had not heard of thefc fad newes What would you have me do ? Er. Love me, or kill me, One word fhall lentence either: for as truth is j'uft, if you refufe me, I am refolute Not to out-live my thraldome. Ant. Gentle Lady. Er. Say,omft I live, or dye ? Dec. My Lord,how can you Be fo inexorable .• here's occafion Of luccouring your father in his wants, Securely proler'd: pray fir, entertaine it. £ r. What is my fentence ? Ant. What you pleale to have it ? Er. As thou art Gentle, fpeake thole words againe. Ant. Madam,you have preva. I'dyet give rue leave Without offence,ere I refigne the intereft Yoor heart hath in my heart, to prove your fecrefie. £r. Antinotu, 'tis the greateft Argument Of thy affeCtions tome. Ants Madam, thus then, My father ftands foi ce.taine fummes engag'd To treacherous Gonz.alo j and 'has more 'gag'd The greateft part of his eftate to him; If you receive this morgage,and procure Acquitancefrom Gonad* to my father, I am what you would have me be. Er. You'llove me then? - Ant. Provided (Madam)that my father know not I am an Agent for him. Er. Iflfaile In this,I am unworthy to be lov'd* Ant. Then (with your favour) thus I feale my truth, To day, and Decttu witnefle how unchangingly I fhall ftill love Erota. Er. Thou haft quickned A dying heart Antinotu. Dec. This is well: Much happinefle to both. if i G onz,al<) Entir Hyparcha Attends 7Jhe Lams of Candy. Enter Gonialo i Attends yon Madam. Er. Comes as we could wifh, Withdraw Antinmt,here's a Cloflet, where You may partake his errand; let him enter. Ant. Madam you muft be wary. Ex. Er. Feare it not, I will be ready for him; to entertaine him With (miling welcome : Noble fir,you take Advantage of the time; it had been fit Some notice of your prefence, might have fafhion'd A more prepared date. Gonz. Doyemockeme Madam ? Er. Trull me,you wrong your judgement, to repute My gratitude a fault: I have examin'd : Your portly carnage, and will now confeffe It hath not (lightly won me. i Gonz,. The wind's turn'd; I thought 'twould come to this: it pleas'd us Madam, At our lad interview,to mention love, Have you confidet'd on't ? Er. With more then common Content; but fir,if what you fpake, you meant, (As I have cau(e to doubt) the Gonz,. What,(Tweet Lady?J Er. Methinks me (houldlay by this forme offtatelineffe. Loves courtfhip is familiar,and for indance, See what a change it hath begot in me, I could talke humbly now, as Lovers ufe. Gonz.. And I •• and I: we meet in one felfe-center, Of bled confcnt. Er. I hope my weakenefle fir, Shall not deferve negled : but if it prove fo, not the fird Lady has been ruin'd By bang too creduloustyou will (mart for't one day. Gon. Angell-like-Lady, let me be held a villaine, If I love not fir.cerely. . Er. Would I knew it ? Gonz,. Make proofe by any fit command. Er. What.doyemeane to marry me? Gonz,. How ? meane ? nay more, I meane To make you Empreffe of my earthly fortunes, Regent of my defires,for did ye covet To be a reall Qtieene, I could advance you. Er. Now 1 perceive you (light me,and would make me More fimple then my fexes frailety warrants. Gon. But (ay your mind, and you (hall be a Quecne. Er. On thofe conditions, call me yours. Gon. Enough, But are we (ate ? Er. Afliiredly. . Gon. In fhort, Yet Lady fird be plaine : would you not choofe Much rather to prefer your own Sun-rifing, Then any'selfe though ne're fo neere entituled By bloud,or right of birth? Er. Tis a quedion Needs not a relolution. Gonz,. Good: what if 1 Let the Crowne of Candy on your head? Er. I were a Queene indeed then. Gon. Madam,know There's but a boy 'twixt you, and it.fuppofe him Tranfhap'd into an Angell. Er. Wile Gonzalo, I cannot but admire thee. Gonz.. 'Tis worth thinking on i Befides your husband (hall be Duke of Venice. Er. Gonzalo, Duke of Venice? Gonz.Yc are mine ye (ay. Er. Pithyou but dally with me ; and would Id' In a rich golden dreame. 1 Gonz,. You are too much didrudfull of my truth Er. Then you mud give me leave to apprehend The meanes, and manner how. Gonz,. Why thus. Er. You (hall not, We may be over-heard; Affaires and counfels Of fuch high nature,are not to be truded Not to the Aire it felfe, you (hall in writing, Draw out the full defigne j which if effefted, I am as I profefle. Gonz,. OI applaud Your ready care, and(ecrefie. Er. Gonzalo, There is a bar yet,twixt our hopes and us, And that mud be remov'd. Gonz. What is't ? Er. Old CaJJilanc. Gonz,. He ?feare not him : I build upon hisruines Already. Er. I would find a fmoother courfe To (hift him off. Gonz. As hew ? Er. Wee'l talke in private, I have a ready plot. UK Gonz. I (hall adore you. Ettit f Enter Fernando,and Annophil. JFVr.Madam, although I hate unnoble pradices, And therefore have perform'd no more then what I ought,for honours (afety: yet Annofhil, Thy love hath been the lpur,to urge me forward For fpeedier diligence. Anno. Sir your owne fame And memory will bed reward themfelves. Fer. All gaine is loffc (Tweet beauty) if I mifli My comforts here : The brother and the fidet Have double conquet'd me,but thou maid triumph. Anno. Good fir,I have a father. Fer. Yes,a brave one; Could'd thouobfeure thy Beauty, yet the happineffs Of being but his daaghter,were a dowre Fit for a Prince: what fay yc ? An. You have d eferv'd A s much as I (hould grant. Fer. By this faire hand I take pofleflion. l'r Anno. What in words I dare not. Imagine in my filence. Fer. T hou art all vertuc. Enter CaJJilanes. and Arcanes, Caf. I'le tell thee how: Baldwin the EmpW'i Pretending title, more through tyranny, Then right of conqueft, or defccnt, ufurp'd The dile of Lord o're all the Grecian Iflands, And under colour of an amity With Creet, preferd the Marquefle AFountferato To be our Governor; the Crttians vex'd By the ambitious Tttrkes, in hope of aide From the Emperour, received fbrGenerall, This Mountferato; he (the wars appealed) The Law 1 *Arc. Why fir, if the gracious Princeffe Have tooke more fpeciall notice of your ier vices. And meanes to be more thankfuil than (ome others^ It were an injury to gratitude, • . • . To difefteeme her favours. - * Anno. Sir fhe ever . - For your fake molt refpedlively lov'd me. T Caf. The Senate,and the body of this Kingdom, & Are herein (let me fpeake it without arrogance) Beholding to her : i will thanke her for it; And if fhe have relerv'd a meanes whereby I may repay this bounty with fomeiervice, She fhall be then my Patronefle .• come firs, Weel taftqja cup ot wine together now. • Gonz,, Fernando, I rnuft lpeake with you in fecret. Fer. You fhall^———Now all's Well. Gaf. There's newes 1 You mud be acquainted with. : ? v. : Gome,there is no mafter-peece in Art,like Policie. Ex Enter Fernando,and Michash f 4 4 f # ^ V ^ 1 \ ^ < W I j • *■ .. « •dil i'iifUvi ltd Jil'yJ 1 »vj W/ oiill J in i | Fer. *T"The Senate is inform'd at full. Mi. 1 Gonial*. Dream es not ot my arivallyet. Fer. Nor thinkes ; , ■ : Tis pofllble his plots cambe dilcover'd . \j | He tats himlelfe with hopes of Crownes, and Kingdoms/ | And langhesie€urely,tojisj^gine tjpw r ■ i He meanes to guil all buthimielfe j.jwhen truly, None is lo grolely gull'd'^s; he. . . . v : - Mich. There-was nevet.,-. rrrft A more arch villain. ' . ,.!f| • . fj , Fer. Peace, the Senate comes. , . . . > : Enter Pofpjpino P of. Senators, and Gafpero,Attend. For. How cloi'ely, Trealopdoakes it telle in formes Of Civillhonefty? t-. t ; Fof. And yet how palpably i Does heaverr re/eale it?ji a I i ^ % | I Fer. Gracious Lords,: * / «. - ~ 1 T ^ + Gaf. The Embafladouf, ! Lord Paulo Michael, Advocate To the great Dilke of Venice. For. You are moft welcome, Your Matter is a juft and noble Prince. Mic. My Lords,he bad me fay /that you may know How much he fcornes^ndfasgood Princes ought^ Defiesbafe indirebtand godldle treacheries j To your more Sacred wildomeshe refers The punilhment due to the falle Gon&alo, ; Or el(e to fend him home tp V?nke. a , fc .• * A * * *.jp « / ; Fof. Herein ,qihiwli25nu« wiiqmphT The Duke is royall: (3afpm the Prince Of Cyprus anfwer'd he wpwld come. ; Gaf My Lords, - - L-n^, .He' will not long be abfeut ; u - Enter Philanderi ! Forp. You Fernando, andMelittUi Have made the State your debter: worthy Prince, We fliall be,tutors to you for your prelence, In hearing,and determining ot matters Greatly concerning Candj. pht. Fathers,lam •, The Law \Vh3tplead you to your fatners accufatton.< Before this prefence,! accufe this Lady y,°ft fully guilty. Of as much vile ingratitude to me. p /. you have doom d your lelte, Ctf. Impudent Traitor! We tm.not qui: you nov.'. _ j <]>hi. Her ? O fpare Am went; " caf A burthen d conicience Tne world reputes thee valiant,do not foyle Will never need a hang-man : hadit thou aai d j Ml thy pad nobleneffe with ftich a cowardize, To have deuide it,then this Sword of mine > Asmurthering innocent Ladies willffamp on thee I should on thy head have pro v d thy tongue a lyar.^ I Ant. Brave Prince,with what unwillingnefie I force 1 Er Thy lword ' wretched old man,thou hall liv d too j Her follies,and in thole her fin, be witnelTe, To carry peace or comfort to thy grav e flong All thefe about me : the is bloudy minded, 1 ,..;1 irt a man condemn d •• my Lords this tyrant And turncs the juflice of* the Law to rigor t Had perifh'd hut for me, 1 flill fuppli d ICis her cruelties,net I accufe her :'r His m'lerable wants ; I lent his daughter Shall I have Audience ? '• Mony to buy him food ; the bread he eate, Er. Let him fpeakc my Lords. Was from my purie : when he (vainglorioufiy; Dec. Your memory will rot. [odiveinto the peoples hearts, had pawnM jim. Cad all your eyes His birth-right,I redeemed it,lent it to him, On this, what fhall I call her ? triithlefle woman, And for requitall, only made my fuite, ^ When often in my difcontcnts,the lway That he would plealetonew receive his fon Of her unruly bloud.her untam'd paflion, Into his favour, for whole love 1 toldhim I (Or name it as you lilt Jhad houre by houre I had been Hill fo friendly : But then be 1 Sollicited my love, Ihe vow'd at lad ' As void cf gratitude,as all good nature, J She could not, would not live unlelTe I granted Diftrafled like a mad man, poafled hethct I What fhelong lued for : I in tender pitty, To pull this vengeance on himfelfe,and us 5 To lave a Lady of her birth,from ruine, tor why, (my Lords)fince by the Law,allmeanes Gave her her life,and promis'd to be hers*: is blotted out of your commiflion9 Nor urg'd I ought from her, but lecrefie, As this hard hearted fat her hath accus'd And then en;oyn'd her to fupply luch wants Noble rintwoM,his unblemifhed Son, I As I perceiv'd my fathers late engagements So I accufe this father,and crave judgement. Had made him fubjedlto ; what, fhall I heapeup , Caf. All this is but deceit, meere trifles fbrg'd Long repetitions ? the to quit my pitty, By combination to defeat the proceffc Not only hath dilcover'd to my father OfJufticeJ will have Ant mom life. What Ihe had promis'd toconceale,but alfo Arc. Sir,what do ye meane f Hath drawne my life into this fatall forfeit; Er. Iwill haveCajfilanes. Tor which,fince I muft dye, 1 crave alike Ant. Cunning and cruell Lady,runs the ftreame Equality of juflice againft her; Of your affedVions this way ? have you not Not that I covet bloud, but that fhe may not Conqueil enough by treading on my grave ? Pradice this art of fallehood on lome other, Unltflc you fend me thether in a fhrowd Perhaps more worthy of her love hereafter. Steept in my fathers bloud? as you are woman, Per. If this be true— Astheprotelfs of love you vow'd were honeft ; Er. My Lords,be as the Law is, Be gentler to my father. Indifferent, upright,! do plead guilty: Er. Caffllanc , Now fir,what glory have you got by this ? Thou haft a heart of flint: let my intreateS, "Las man,I meant not to outlive tny doomc; My teares.the Sacrifice of gricfes unfained, Shall we be friends in death ? Melt it: yet be a father to thy Ion, Caf Heareme,the villaine Unmaske thy long befotted judgement,fee Sc andals her, honour'd Lords. "lowobedience kneeling at the feet Er. Leave off to doate, 01 nature: I befeechyou. And dye a wife man. («[ Pjfla.you colen , Ant. I am over-reach'd, iour hopesyour plots are idle : I am refolute. And inafter'd in my own refolution. Er. Mtinom,urge no further. Phi. Will ye be wilfuli Madam?here's the curfe Ant. Hence thou Sorcery j Of loves ditdaine. Of a beguiling foftnefie, I will ftand, Caf. Why fit you like dumb Statues? J^c earths Center,unmoved ; Lords your breath' Demur no longer. 'pit nnifh thefe divifions : I confeile ' PoJ. Cajfdanc,Erota, ivility doth teach 1 fhould not lpeake Anttnons, death ye aske; and "'tis your doomes, ^Sainlt a Lady of her birth, fo high You in your follies liv'efdye inyour follies. /jpat Em a.but her injuries Caf 1 am re veng"d,and thanke you for it. ™ukeicfie wrongs to me,urge me to cry Er.. Y es.and I: Antir.em hath been gratious. °wd forjullice, Fathers. Ant. Sir,may Iprefume to crave a bldling from you ec• Whether run you ? Before we part. Tor (honoured fathers j that you all may know Caf Yes.fucha one as Parents ln 3t. alone»m.not unmatchabie Beftow on curled fons.no w.now,I laugh primes of this condition, left perhaps To fee how rhofe poore younglings are both cheated concc've> *syet, the cafe appeares, Of life and comfort: looke ye.lookey e, Lords, tbisfouletlaine.and guilt runs in a bloud ; 1 go but fome ten minutes (Ynore or leffe) IJ Iii 2 Betor i Enter i 68 m j Before ray time,but they have finely coz'nd Tbemfelves of many, many hopefully cares I Amidft their prime of youth and gloryj now 5 My vengeance is made ful. Welcome my joy, f Annoph. ; Thou com ft to take a ieafonable blefsing hem thy halfe buried fathers hand ; I am dead Already girle, and lo is (he and he, I We all are wormes-meat now. Ak»6. I have heard all; Nor lhail you dye alone : Lords on my knees ] 1 beg for jufticetoo. ' Porp. 'Gainft whom, for what ? Ann. Tirll let me Be rdolv'd; does the Law favour None, be they ne're fo mighty f Porp. Not the greateft. Ann. Then juftly I accule of foule ingratitude ( My Lords ) you of the Senate all, not one Excepted. Pof Forp• Us ? Phil. Annophill Ann. You are the Authors Of this unthrifty bloud-lhed; when your enemies Came marching to your gates, your children fuck'd not Safe at their mothers breafts, your very Cloyfters Were not fecure, your darting-boles of refuge Not free from danger, nor your lives your owne : In this moft ddperate Extalie,my father, This aged man, not onely undertook To guard your lives, but did fo ; and beat off The daring foe; for you he pawned his lands, To pay your fouldiets, who without their pay Refus'd to ftr,ikc a blow : but ( Lords) when peace Was purchas'n for you, and viiftorie brought home; Where was your gratitude,who in your Coffers Hoarded the ruftie trealure which was due To my unmindcd father? he was glad To live rttir'd in want, in penurie, Whilft you made fealts of forfeit, and forgot Your debts to him : The fom of all is this, You have been unthankfiill to him; and I crave The rigor of the Law againft you all. Caf. My Royall fpirited daughter I Ero. Annophill Thou art a worthy wehch; let me embrace thee. Ann. Lords, why doe ye keep your feats ? they are no For fuch as are offenders. f places Th e Lowes of Candy Pof. Though our ignorance Of Cafsiianes engagements might affwage Severity of juftice, yet to fhew. How no excufe fhould fmooth a breach of Law, I yeeld me to,the trial! of it. porp. So mufti: Great Prince of Cyprus t you are left The onely Moderator in this difference; And as you are a Prince be a Protedor To wofull Candy. Phil. What a Scene of mifcrie 4 Hath thine obduratefrowardneffe (old man) Drawne on thy Countries bofome ? and for that Thy proud ambition could not mount fo high As to be ftil'd thy Countries onely Patron, Thy malice hatn delcendcd to the depth Of hell, to-be renowned in the Title Of the dcltroyer ? doft thou yet perceive What curies all pofterity will brand Thy grave with? that at once haft rob'd this kingdome Of honour and of fafety. Erot. Children yet unborne Will ftop their cares when thou'art nsm'd. Arc. The world will be too little to contain The memorie of this detefted deed; The Furies will abhorre it. Dec. What the fword Could not enforce, your peevifh thirft of honour (A brave, cold, weak, nnaginarie fame) Hath brought on CW/ .• Candy groans, not thefe That arero die. Phil. 'Tis happinefte enough For them, that they fhall not lurvive to fee The wounds wherewith thou ftab'ft the land that Thee life and name. Dec. Tis Candy's wrack fhall feele Caf The mifchief of your folly. Porp. Pof Annophill Ann. I will not be entreated. Caf. Prethee Annophill. Ann. Why would ye urge me to a mere You in your felfe allow not? Caf. 'Tis the Law, That if the party who complaines, remit The offender.be is freed : is't not fo Lords gave Caf. Pof. m f What a clofe witch-craft popular applaufe is: I am awak'd, and with cleare eyes behold The Lethargie wherein my reafon long Hath^been bc-charm'd: Live, live,my matchlefle Bleft in thy fathers blefsing much more bleft In thine owne vertues .• let me dew thy cheeks With my unmanly teares: Rife, I forgive thee: And good Ant/nons, if I (Fall be thy father Forgive me: I can (peak no more. Ant. Deare Sir, You new beget me now-—Madam your pardon, I hartily remit you. Ero. I as freely Dilcharge thee Cafsilane. Ann. My gracious Lords, > Repute me not a blemifh to my Sex, In that I ftrov? to cure a defperate evill With a more violent remedy : your Jives, Your honours areyour owne. Phil. Then with confent Be reconciled on all fides: Pleafeyou fathers To take your places. Pof. Let us agairte afcend, With joy and thankfulnclk to heaven : Andno To other bufineflc Lords. Enter Gafpero, and Melitus, svith Gonial Mel. Two ho wres and more Sir, The Senate hatfi beenfeti--1 J' Cjonz,. And 1 not know-it?- Who fits with them.? ft «• Mel. My Lord, the Prince o CjonZj, Gafp> jt ft Why how comes that topaffe ? Gaf. Somewaighty caufe^ I warrant you.; Gonz, '. Nov/ Lords the bufineffe ? ha ? Who's here, Erota ? , Porp. Secretarie doe your charce Upon that Traitor. J u £ _.. fravtor ? '• " Yes, Gonial0* traitor, ^Loo totbepeaae and ftate of G»d), t arreit thee. " aG^. Me? thou dog? Inter Fernando and Micha eL Mich. WithLicenle _ ,.his crave Senate. I arreit thee likewife Jlreaioo to the State of Vwee. QouCJ. Ha • L Michael bete? nay then I fee • I am undone. 1 ' iro Khali not be your Queen, Yout Dutchefie, or your Etrrpreffe. 6„*. Dull, dull braine. 01 am fool d i GJ Look Sir, do you know this hand ? (to Venice, M'C• Ho you know this Scale?FirftfLordsjhe writes To make a perfeft league, during which time He would in private keepfonie Troops in pay, Bribe all the Centindls throughout this kindotn, Corrupt the Captaines; at a Banquet poyfbn The Prince, and greateit Peeres, and in conclufion Yield Candy have to Venice. G.f. Next, he contracted With the llluflriousr Princelle, the Lady Erota, In hope of marriage with her,to deliver Til the Jfanetian gallantry, and ftrength, Upon their fir ft arrival!, to the mercy Of her and Candy. Erot. This is true GonzaU. G -j CI ^ ID •i \ ■ r» 8, • • . ■•' -i cs I r i / * * tfv » i ! r> ■ -K4 f4 • r **■« .s. A • m h *« * -V : > n n tl * /- V v; ■-1 r> V* ^ * f -3 rt - j » •*■ ■ ... ; • -v-'*..- ^ »> ' !■» :. •-■ — <• '- , -T ■-« r. ~4 - "f ; .* o 5 o >-* A w« '1 • ^ ' . E • < * -♦ \ .» -O - 5 * ! « r- j1 s*.' •• * • ^ Qh • * force me To be deafe to his complaints? Clar. 'Tis true} but yet Your rigor to command him from your prefence, Argu'd but lmall compaflion,- the Groves Witnefle his grievou? lufferings, your faire nam* Upon the rhinde of every gentle Poplar, • ~ ■ f 7 he Loners Progreffe. 73 , noroaS Myrtle, (trees to Ventu facred) ^Son carv'd, and kncel'd unto, With w een 0f hjm) both faw and heard Tblly nt compaffi®11'and what received he h°<; true lorrowes? but the heavy knowledge, for your peremptory will and pleafure, 1 ""we're my Lorcl liv'd in him^ he fil0uld ^ (I40 r.oht and houle for ever.. *°r./ 1 confefle I gave him a ftrong potion to worke his hot bloud, and I hope 'twill cure him i UP°" Id wifh the caufe had concern'd others, r inieht have met his iorrowes with more pittie; i (> have lent (oine counlell to his mileries, Th ui"h now for honour fake, I muft forget him, 1 1 rever know the name more of Lifander: J" i'my jufti.ee I am bound to grant him, Irvine his lave afide) moil truely noble. Rut mention him no more, this inftant houre viv brother Ltdi/m, new return'd from travaile, And his brave friend Clarange, long fince rivalls For fatrcand rich Olmda,are to heare Herabfolutedetermination, whom cjie pleates to eleCt: fee all things ready - To entertain 'em : and on my dilplealure Mo more words of Lifander. (but her ovvne: CUr. She endures to heare him nam'd by no tongue How e're fhe carries it,I know fhe loves him. Exit. Cd. Hard nature •• hard condition of poore women ! That where we are moft fu'd too, we muft fiyc molt. The trees grow up, and mixe together freely, TheOkenot envious of the failing Cedar t Thelultie Vine not jealous of the Ivie Becaufe (he clips the Elme i the flowers fheot up, And wantonly kilfe one another hourely, This bloffomc glorying in the others beauty,. And yet they fmell as fweet, and look as lovely .* But we are ty'd to grow alone. O honour, Thou hard Law to our lives, chaine to our freedomcs j He that invented thee had many curies j How is my foule divided ? O Cleunder, My belt delerving husband 1 O Lifander! The trueft lover that e're facrific'd To Cufid againft Hymen: O mine honour j A Tyrant,yet to be obey'd, and 'tis But jultice we fhould thy it net Lawes endure, Since our obedience to thee keeps us pure. Enter Qleander, Lidtan, and Clarange. Clean. How infupportable the difference Of deare friends is, the forrow that I feele 1 or my Li finders abfence,one that ftampes A reverend prirjt on friendfhip,does allure me You are rivals for a Lady,a faire Lady, And in the acquifition of her favours, Hazard the cutting of .that Gordion knot Irom your firft childhood to this prefent houre, % ad the tyes oflove and amity faftend, j am bleft in a wife (heaven make me thankefull) Inferiourto nonefians pride Ifpeake it,) Yet if I werc a f"ree,man> and could purchafe At any rate the certainty to enjoy f finders converfation while I iiv'd, orgive me my C-aliJle and the Sexe, never would feeke change. Eid. My Lord and brother, Jare not Wame your choice, Lifanders worth, emS a Miltris to be ever courted; Exit Nor ihall our equall fuit to faire Olmda Weaken, but adde ftrength to our true affeCtion, With zeale fo long continued. Claran. When we know % 9 Whom the prefers,as fhe can choofe but one, By our fo long tride friendfhip we have vow'd The other fhail defift. Clea. 'Tis yet your purpofe, But how this relolution will hold In him that is refus'd, is not alone Doubtfull, but dangerous. Enter Malfort. Afalf, The rich heire is come fir. Cleand. Madam Olinda. Malf. Yes fir, and makes choice, After ibme little conference with my Lady, Of this room to give anfwer to her fuitors. Cle. Already both look pale, between your hopes To win the prize, and your defpaire to lole What you contended for. ' Lid. No fir, I am arm'd. Clar. I confident of my intereft. tie. Ilebeleeveyewhenyouhaveehdui'd the teft. Enter Cal-.jle} Olinda, and flartnda. " Malf, Is-riot your garter " : Unty'd ? you promis'd that I fhould grow highier In doing you fervice. Clar. fall off of you lofe mee. Exit Malf. Cle. Nay take your place, no Paris now fits judge On the contending gbddefles': You are The Deitle that mult make curft or happy, One of your languifhing fervants. Ol. I thus look with equal eyes on bothieither deferves A fairer fortune then they can in reafon Hope for from me; from Indian 1 expect, When I have made him mine, all plealures that The fweetnelfq of his manners,youth,and vertues Can give affurance of: butturning this way To brave Clarange,\n his face appeares A kmde of majefty which Ihould command, Not fue for favour. If the faireft Lady Of France, fet forth with natures keft endowments Nay fhould I adde a Princefle of the bloud, Did now lay claime to either for a husband, So vehement my affection is to 6oth, My envie at her happineffe would kill me. Cle. The ftrangeft lovel ever heard. Cd. You can enjoy but one. Clar. The more I fay the merrief. Olin. WitneiTe thefe tearesT love both, as I know You burne with equall flames, and fo affeCl me; Abundance makes me poore'• luchis the hard Condition of my fortune -, be jour owne judges'; If I ihould favour both, 'twill taint mv honour, •f # 0 . • J _ gr And that before'rny life I muft prefer, % w \* * 9 t r i • If one I leane to, the other is difvrVewed ; You are fierie both, arid love will make you warmer, Clar. The warmerfUllthe jftter.YouareafooleLady. OA. To what may love,and the devill jealoulie fpur you Is too apparent: my name's cal'd inqueftion : Your fwords flie out,your angers range at large .- Then what a murther of my modefty followes ? Clar. Take heed of that by any meanes: O innocent, That will deny a blefling when'tis offer'd, Would I were murther'd fo, I would thank my modefty. Cle. What paufe you on ? Oli. It is at length refolved. K k k C U. *The L o*ver$ i Clara. We are on the Rack, uncert ain expectation, Aw The greateft torture. Lidtao. Command what you pleafe, And you fhali fee how willingly we will execute. j Olmda Then heare what tor your fatisfaftion, And to prelerve your friendfhip I refolve Againft my 1'elfe, and 'tis not to be alter'd: You are both brave gentlemen, lie ftillprofeffe it, Both noble lervants, for whofe gentle offers, The undeferving, and the poo re Olinda Is ever bound; you love both, faire, and vertaoufly 3 Wouldl could be fo happy to content both: Which fince I cannot, take this refolute antwer; ! Goefrom me both contentedly, and he I That laft makes his returne, and comes to vifit, Comes to my bed. You know my will: farewell; My heart's too big to utter more : come friend. | Cal. lie wait on you to your Coach. Exeunt Olinda, Califie, Clarinda. Clean. You both look blank, I cannot blame you. j Lid. We have our difpatches. j Clara, lie home. Lid. And fie abroad again, Farewell.^ Exit Clarange Clara. Farewell to yee. ? andLidian. Clean. Their blunted departure troubles me : I feare A fuddaine and a dangerous divifion Of their long love will follow •• have you took 1 Your leave of faire Olinda ? \ Enter Califie with a | (fid. She is gone fir. £ pttrfe, Cle.Had you brought news Lifander were return'd too, I were moft happy. Cal. Still upon Lafanderl . Cle. I know he loves me, as he loves his health: And heaven knowes I love him. Cal. I finde it fo: \ . T . ^ ^ ^ H ^ * * For me you have forgot • and what I am to you. Cle. O think not fo. If you had loft a filter, Youlock'd all your delights in , it would grieve you: A little you would wander from the fondneffe, Y ou ow'dyour husband ; I have loft a friend, A noble friend, all that was excellent In man, or man-kinde,was contain'd within him. 1 hat lofle my wife.. Enter Malfort. Malf. Madam, your noble Father-— ; A fee for my good newqs. | Cal. Why? what of himiir I Mai, Is lighted at the doore, and longs to fee you. j Cahft. Attend him hither. I (lean. O my deare Lifander. j But lie bee merry : lets meet him my Califie. Cal. I hope L fanders love will now be buried: | My father will bring joy enough for one moneth, I To put him out of his memorie. j Enter Lor Hans, bis arme m a fcarffe. Dor. How doe you fonne ? Blefle my faire child, I am come to vifit yee, To fee what houfe you keep.they fay you are bountifull, I like the noyle well, and I come to trie it. i Ne're a great belly yet ? how have you trifl'd ? I If I had done fo (fonne) I fhould have heard on't ! On both fides 6y Saint Denis. 1 Clean. You are nobly welcome fir: 1 We have time enough for that. -p Dor Haw. See how fhe Dluftics .• 'Tis a good figne you'll mend your fault, how doff thou, it. • 1 ; /- H1 fcv C » \J / / t \ Progreffe. ** 1 ■ ^ r « ^ * • - w ■ mm wm ^ r ^ ^ My good Caltfie ? Cal. Well, now I fee you fir; I hope you bring a fruitfulnefle along with ye. Dor. Good luck, I never mifle, I was ever good at Your mother groand for't wcnch.fo didfome other "1 But I durft never tell. s Cal. How dots your arme fir ? Clean. Have you been let bloud of late ? Dor. Againft my will fir. Cal. A fall deare father ? Dor. No, a Gun, deare daughter; Two or three Guns; I have one herein my buttock 'Twould trouble a Surgeons teeth to pull it out. 1 Cal. O me 1 O me 1 Dor. Nay, if you fall to fainting, 'Tis time for me to trudge: art luch acoward, At the meere name of hurt to change thy. colour? I have been (hot that men might fee clean through me" And yet I fainted not: belides my felfe, 1 Here are an hofpitall of hurt men for yee. Enter Servants, wounded in feverallplaces. Chan. What fhould this wonder be ? Cal. I am amaz'd at it. (foundly Dor. What think ye of thefe? they are every onehutt Hurt to the proof,they are through,& through I allureye; And that's good game, they fcorne your pulingfcratches! (fid. Who did this fir \ Dor. Leave crying, and lie tell you, And get your plaifters, and your warme ftnpes ready: Have you ne're a Shephcard that can tarre us over ? 'Twill proove a bulineffe elfe, wc are fo many. Comming to fee you, I was let upon, I and my men, as we were finging frolickly, Not dreaming of an ambufh of bale rogues, Set on ith'fbrreft, I have forgot the name—• Cle. 'Twixt this,and Fomtaine-Bleiu ? In the wilde Forreft ? Dor. The fame, the fame, in that accurfed Forreft, Set on by villaines, that make boot of all men. The Peeres of France are pillage there, they fhot at us, | Hurt us, un-hors'd us, came to the fword, there plide us, Oppreft us with frefh multitudes,frefh fhot dill, Rogues that would hang themfelves for a frefh doublet, And for a Skarlct Caflock kill their fathers. Cle. Lighted you among thefe I Dor. Among thefe murtherers, Our poore blouds were ingag'd ; yet we ftrook bravel). And more then once or twice we made them Ihun us, And fhrink their rugged heads .* but we were hurt all' Cle. How came you oft ? for I even long to hearth: Dor. After our prayers made to heaven to help us, Or to be mercifull unto our foules, So neare we were. Alas poore wench, wipe,wipe* See heaven fends remedy. Cal. I am glad 'tis come fir, My heart was even a bleeding in my body. Dor. A curl'd haire gentleman ftept in, a ftranger, As he rod by, belike he heard our bickering, Saw our diftrefles, drew his fword, and prov'd He came to execute, and not to argue. Lord what a lightning me thought flew about him, When he once tofs'd hisblade; in face Adonis, While peace inhabited between his eye-browes'• But when his noble anger ftirr'd his mettle, And blew his firie parts into a flame, Like Ea/las,when efh fits between two armies, Viewing I he Lowers Progrejje Otitis Secundm „ with horrid browes their fad events, Vie*1^ look'd :and as her fliield had arm'd him. icCht/ This man fir were a friend to give an age for. ( Hainan I muft love naturally ; Tbll'nr can keep me off; I pray you goe on fir. n 1 will.for now you plealc me: this brave youth, V"', „f M„rs, for yet he is no riper, ThlS D 1C(, t,c had drawne bloud, and flefa'd his fword, Ehrcug" tbdr taK Bo"m thral? 'Miy' SJ. hirdned viUaines wondnng at his confidence, i me as I was I tollow'd, and adinir'd too, a dftirr'd, and laid about me with new fpirit, S men t«x> with new hearts thruft into aftion, All down the rogues went. Cit I am ftrook with wonder. Dor. Remember but the ftorie of ftrong Hettor, When like to lightning he broke through his van-guard, How the Greeks frighted ran away by Troops, And trod downe Troops to fave theirlives .• fo this man, Dilpers'd thele(laves: had they been more and mightier, He tad come off the greater, and more wonder. Or .Where is the man,good fir,that we may honor him? j Concerning night-worke CJ. That we may fall in fuperftition to him. Dir. I know not that, from me he late departed, But not without that pious care to fee fafe Me, and my weak menlodg'd, and drefs'dj I urg'd him Firft hither, that I might more freely thanke him •• Dor. I muft confeffe lam weake, And fitter for a bed then long difcourfes. Cle. You fhall hear to morrow, to morrow provide Dor. Lifander ; . . (Surgeons. Cal. What new fire is this I Lifwder-'-Exeunt. prima, v mm S0 m 4 . Enter Lifandcr, and Lancelots , ■■ K- ' «s Lif. TTJRethee good Lancelot remember that JL Thy Matters life is in thy truft, and therefore Be very careful. ■■ Lanec.i will lofc mine owne,rather then hazard yours. Lif. Take what difguife You in your owne difcretion fhall think fitted:, To keep your felfe unknowne. »Lane. Iwarrantyee; •< 'Tis not the firft time 1 have gone invifible: I am as fine a Fairie in a bufinefle He told me he had bufinefle crav'd my pardon, Bufinefle of much import. Cltcut. Know you his name ? Dor. That he deny'd me too 2 a vow had bard him. Col. In that he was not nobletobenameleffe. -Dur.Daughter you muft remeber him when I am dead, And in a noble fort requite his piety, Twas his delire to dedicate this lervice Toyoarfaire thoughts. C al. Fie kuowes me then? Dor. I nam'd you, And nam'd you mine : I think that's all his knowledge. Cle. No name, no being ? Cel. Now Tam mad to know him; Saving mine honour, any thing I had now Bui to enjoy his fight, but his bare pifture ; Make me his Saint, I muff needs honour him. Serv., I know his name. Cel. There's thy reward for't; {peak it. Srr. His man told me, but he delit'd my filence. Cel. 0 Jafper fpeak,'tis thy good Matters caufe too: We all are bound ingratitude tocompellthee. Serv Lifander, Yes, I am lure it was Lif under. Cel. Li fonder I 'twas Liftnder. Cle. Tis Lifander.Q my bafc thoughts?my wicked ? Jo make queftion this ad could be another mans; lis Lifander, a handfome timber'd man. Serv. Yes. ( mourn'd? Cle. My Lfanjer / was this friends abfencc to bee | Cel. I grant jt. lie mourne his going now, and mourne it ferioufly: When you weep for him,fir, lie beare you company, hat io much honour, fo much honefty hould be in one man, to doe things thus bravely, V Vh me Sa'ntJ to me give this brave fervice .* hat may I doe to recompence his gooaneffe ? I cannot tell. • ^0fne fiq I know you are fickly ,fo arc your men. Lif. Leave your vanities: With this purfe ( which deliver'd, Oratory) convey this Letter to Ctthfte's woman. Lane. Tis a handfome girle, Miftris Clarinda. Lif. I hwve made her mine. You know your work. Lmc. And if I lwcat not in it, Exit. I't Atmyreturnedifcardemc. Lfaud. O Gtlifle ! the faireft ! cru«lleft 1 -. ; Enter Qlara?t(rc. , , Clar So early ftirring / a good day to you. Lif I was viewing fir, The (ne of your houfe, and the handfomneffe about it Belteve me it ftands healthfully and fweetly. CJara. T he houfe and mailer of it really Are ever at your fervice. Lif Ireturneit: Now if you pleafegoe forward in your ftorie Of your deare friend and Miftris. Clara. I will tell it, And tell it fhort, becaufe 'tis breakfaft time, ( And love a tedious thing to a quick ftomach} Y ou eate not yefter-night. Ltf. ' C/sAT *'V V aoi. tutu UC1IVCI A gentleman of noble hope, pne Lidi*ny you) w > • 4 r f 1 j- 9 *- % m p Both brought up from our iniancy together, . One company,one friendfhip, and one exercife, Ever affefting, one bed holding us, One griefe, and one joy parted (till between us, More then companions, twins in all our aft ions, VVegrew.up till we weremen,held one heart ftill: Time call'd us on to Arir.es, wc were one louldier, Alike we fought our danger? and our. honours, Gloried alike one in anothers noblcnefle : When Armes had made us fit, we were one lover, We lov'done woman,lov'd without divifion, And woo'd a long time with one faire affeflion; An4 fhe, as itappeares, loves us alike too. At length confidering what our love muft grow to, Andcpyet in the enci, tiiisone was parted, Ri vails and honours make men Hand at diftance. We then woo'd with advantage, but were friends ftilf, K k k a Saluted * e \s 7 6 t^m ^mr • ^mm^m A ^9 ■■fc- « — » ■ ^to» " » * •* •^* ' » — ™ 11 J ~ The Lowers ProgreJJe Saluted fairely, kept the perce of love, We could not both enjoy the Ladies favour,. Without fojne (candall to her reputation, We put it to her choice, this was her fentence, To part both from her, and the laft returning Should be her Lord; we obey'd , and now you know it; And for my part, ( fo truely I am touch'd with't) I will goe farre enough, and be the la* too, Orne'rereturne. Lifand. Alentenceof much cruelty; But milde,c:>mpar'd with whacs pronoune'don me. Our loving youth is borne to' many mileries. What is that Lidian pray ye ? (Take Ladie. Clar an. f dtrfte's brother ,if ever you have heard of that Ltfan. I'have feen her fir. Claran. Then you have feen a wonder. Li fan. I doe coafefle : of what yeares isthis Lidian ? Clara. About my years : there is not much between us. Lf.m. j long to know him. Clara. 'Lis a vertuouslonging, As many hopes hang on his noble h'ead, - As blofioms oh a bough in May, and fweet ones. Lif. Ye are a faire ftorie of your friend. Clar. Of truth fir: now,what's the matter? Enter a Servant. Serv. There is a gentleman At doore, would (peak withyou on private hufineffe. Clara. With me? Serv. He faies lo, and brings hafte about him. —- * . m (lira. Wait on him in. Lifan. 11 Clar. We Exit Serv. xt room. Ent. Alcidon. Ale. Save ye fir. Clara. The like to you fair fir: pray you come neare jjle. Pray yon inltiuT rne for I know you not. With Monficur Clar ange I would Ipeake. • Clar. I am he fir: , ; - ( Ye are nobly welcome VT wait your bufinefle. # Reads. tAlctd Clara. WiB you pleafe to lit down ? He (hallcommand me fir, lie wait upon him Within this hoare. 1 Alcid. Y'are a noble gentleman, # ^ # % % Wil't pleafe you bring a friend ? we are two of us, r And pitty either iir fhouldbeunfurnifh'd. • - J Clara. I have none now, and the time is fet fo fhort, Twill not be pofsible. • - Ale* Dc^- fne the honour ': : ; r I know you are fo full of brave acquaint ariee, - And worthy friends, yoncannot want a partner: I would be loath to ftand flill fir; belides,, You know the cuftorae, and the vantage of it. If you comeln alone. ' k r Clar. And I mull: meet it. Ale. Send, wee'l defer an houre, let us be equall .• Games won and loft on equal! tearmes ihew taireft. Clar. *Tis to no purpoie to fend any whither, Unlefle men be at home by Revelation: So pleafdyou breath a while,-when I have done with him You may be exercis'd too : He trouble no man. Enter Lifander. Lif. They are very loud. Now what's the newes? Clara. I muft leave you, Leave you a while, two houres hence Ilereturne friend. Lifan. Why, what's the matter ? Clar. ATittle bufinefie. Lf And't be but a little, you ir Clar. 'Twill be a trouble to you. Lf.Ho Clar. 1 mult alone. Lif Pktfto C'arang. 'Tis necefsity--- Before you patle the walks, and back agen, I will be with ye. Lf unmanned To prefle you, I would goe: c laran. lie tell you true fir, This gentleman and I upon appointment, Are going to vilit a Lady. . Ltfond. I am no Capuchin, why fliould notl goe? Ale. Take the gentleman, Come he may (ee the gentlewoman too, And be rnoft welcome,1 do beleech you take him. Ltfw. By any means, I love tolee a gentlewoman A prettie wench too. ' Clar. Well fir, wee'll meet you, And at the place: My fervice to the Lady. Ale. I kifte your hand. Exit, Clara. Frethee read o're her Letter. J Monfieur, Lifander I Know you have confiderd the dark._ fentence 0|r gave pu, and that ( however[he dfgut i d it) ituim- more at our f words edge S then our babies banifhmentt • 1 laft muft enjey her l if we retire, our youths ars if wandring ; in emulation we [hallgrow old men, and fetilt Which u thefcorne of love, and rift of honour,andf mm more fit to wed our Sepulehfis, then the Saint we met I let us therefore make curj. urneyfhort, and our htmsrn | dy,and with ourfwnrds tn our hands put it tofortune vkl [ball be worthy to . eceivs that bleffing , lie fiay 'yin the mount ai^e,our old hunting place, this gentleman dig ruus the ha&uat a with >/. e, a-nl fo / ffie your hand. Your fervaut Lidian. Isthis your wench ? you'll fir.de her a (harp Miftris. What have J tljruft my fclfe into ? is this that Iitdim You told me of? Clara. The fame. Ltfan. My Ladies brother ? No caufe to heave my fword againft but his ? To fave the father yefterday, and this morning, To help to kill the Ion ? this is rnoft courteous ? Theonely way to make the daughter doat on me. Clara. Why doc you muic .' would ye w n# ? Lif No, no, I muft on now;this will I No life to facrifice, but part of hers i Doe you fight ftraight ? para. Yes, prefentlj Lif To morrow then, The baleful! tidings of this day will break cut, And this nights Sun will fet in bloud ; I am troubl'd; If I am kill'd, I am happy. Clara. V Vill you goe friend ? ■ mm mm* » **^ — Lifl Malf 3 Malf. Your coi Shall know how you u(e qie. J"" * par. Be more temperate, Or I will never ufe,nor know you more Ith' way of a (eruant: all the houfe takes notice Of your ridiculous fopperie • I have no fooner Perform d my dur.es in my Ladies chamber, And Ore fcarce.down the ftaires, but you appeare Likemy evillfpinttome. w ^ (Ext0 (k Mai, I he Lowers Progrejje. 77 r .t,- fire ? or I live wartne, but in 2?^i4F»of>ouriavouI- 1 cu P'ay y°u { . f r»rious companions,borrowed from SUand kitchin,and remember what T ^ • ileafurc is for th' entertainment My badjesL 0Sie hvouldtearn the art of memory inyour table book, w Verv good fir,no more but up and ride,I apprehend yiVning,loft tire makes f weet mault fir: , 0|Wer vouin a Provetbe, Md. But one klffe from thy honey lippe. CU You fight too high,my hand is a hire afcent from my foot,his fleering kifles Spoyle me more gloves,—enough for once, you 1 farfet Withtoo much grace. _ Md- Have you no imployment for me ? CU Yes,yes,go fend for Leon, and convey him Into the private Arbour.from his mouth I tieire your praifcs with more faith. M.t.I am gone-yet one thing ere I go, there's at the dore The rareii fortune-teller, he hathtold me Theftrangeft things; he knows ye are my Miftris, And under feale deiiver'd how many children j beget on you, pray ycu give him hearing, He'l make it good to you. Git A cunning man Of}ourownmaking;howfoe're lie heare him At yourintreaty. Md. Now I perceive ye love me, Atmy entreaty,come in friend remember Tolpeakeas 1 directed, he knows his ieilon, And the right way to pleafe her; this it is Tohaveahead Lane. Nor who I am. - ' • . . CU. lie ufe all fpcedy meanes for your difpatch, With a welcome anfwer, but till you receive it, Contii us thusdisguis'd,Mounfieur Afalfort (Tou know the way to humour him Jlhall provide A lodging for you,and good entertainment; Nay,(ince we trade both one way,thou fhalt have Some feeling with me,take that. Lan.Bountifull wench may*fl thou ncle want imploy- CU. Noriuchpay boy. Exeunt. (ment. 4 A. Enter Li Sany Alcidon, (at one dare )Lipwder? dartinge. f at another•) i V Ex.L if and. and Ale id peece Exit* f > * Inter Lancelot like a Fortune-teHerewith a Pnrfe, and two Letters in it, s.b . ^ ' a ^ CU. Tisfaid you can tell Fortunes tocojne. Inn. Yes Miftris and what's pad; Unglove your hand,by this ftraight line, I fee Youinvelaine crooked. (It. How ? laine crooked ? t\ U». res j and in that polture plaid at the old game, (No body heares me. and lie be no blab,) And at it loft your maiden-head. Clt. Alhrewd fellow; 'listruth,but not to be confeffd; in this Toar palmeftry dcceaves you,fome thing elfe fir. Lm. Tc are a great woman with your Lady, and Acquainted with htr couniels. Ct. Still more ftrange. U». There is a noble Knight Li finder loves her, Whom (he regards not and the deftinies With whom I am familiar, have deiiver'd That by your meanes alone,he muff enjoy her. kurhand agen,res,yes ; you have already Tomis'd him your afliftance;and what's more, J-ted his bounty,for which,from the skye , re are 200. crownes dropped in a Purie, ooke backe,you'l rind it true ; nay,open it, Tts good Gold I aflure 70m > (I* How,two Letters ? the firft indorf'd to me?this to u-lcnb'd Lifnder. (my Lady? And the Fortuneteller, hisfervant Lancelst. How had I loft my eyes, *t could not know thee ? not a word of the lofle U my virginity. J • i * 9 Lid. Tou'r welcome. Ale. Let us do our otfice firft, And then make choice of a new peece of ground To try our fortunes- Lf. All's faire here. Ale. And here,their fwords are equall. Ltf 1 f there be any odds in mine,we will exchange. Ale. Wee'ltalkeof that When we are farther oft, farwell. Lif. Farewell friend. Lid. Come let us not be idle ? CU. I will find yon imployment, feare not. Lid. Touknow fir, the caufe that brings us hether CU. There needs no more difcourfing, No time; nor place for repetition now. Lid. Let our Swords argue,and I wifla Clarange, The proud Olmda faw us. Cla. Would flae did ; What evef eftimation llie holds of me, She fhould behold me like a man rit'ht for her. Lid. 'Tis nobly laid, fet on love;and my fortune—- CU. The fame for me, come home brave Lidia»r 'Twas manly thruli this token to the Lady, Ye have it fir,deliver it,take breath, I fee ye bleed apace,yt ihall have faire play. Emsr Li fonder. Lif. Too muft lye there-a-while,I cannot help you, I Lid. Nay,then my fortunes gone ,I know I mutt dye: Tet dearely will I fell my love, come on both, And ufe your fortunes, I expe&no favour1 5 Weake as I am,my confidence fhalt meet ye. CU Teild up your caufe a d live. Lid. Whatdoft thou hold me? A recreant,that prefers life before credit ? Though I bleed hard,my honour rinds no Ifliie, That's conftant to my heart. CU. HaVe at your life then. Z,(/iHold,or l'k turne,and bend my fword againft ye; My caufe CUrange too,'view tips brave Gentleman, That yet may live to kill yoii,he hands uoaly, t And has as great a promiie of the day ady, As you can tye unco your I eite,he's r His Sword as fharpe.vkw him with that remembrance, That you deiiver'd him to me CUranger. And with thoie eyes,that clearneflc will become ye : View him, as you reportcditm; furvey him. Fixe on your friendfhip fir/I know you are noble, Andftep but Inward to your old afft&ion, Examine but that foule grew to your bofome, And try then if your Sword will j ire, it cannot, The edge willturne againe;afham'd,and blunted; Lidtan,you are the patterns of faire friendfhip, Examplcd The Lovers Progrefe. Exampled for your Love,and imitated, The Templeof true hearts,ftor'd with affeftions, For fweetneffe of your fpirit made a Saint, Can you decline this noblenefle to anger I 1 o mortall anger ? 'gainft the man ye love moft i Have ye the name or vertuous, not the natnre ? Lid. I will (it cowne, C/arin. And lie fit by you Lidian* 7 Lif And Tie go on, can heaven be plcas'd with thefc To lee two hearts that have been t win'd together^things: Married in friendfhip to the world, to wonder, Of one growth,of one nourifhment, one health, Thus mortally divore'd for one wcakc woman ? Can love be pleas'df love is a gentle fpirit, The wind that blowes the A prill flowers, not fofter; She is drawne with doves to (hew her pcacefulnefle, Lions and bloudy Pards arzMars's fervants; Would ye ferve love ? do it with humblenede, Withoutanoife,withftillprayers,andfoft murmurs; | How many more have you to love fo Lad v ? Upon her Altars offer your obedience, ^ —~L—L £--» And not your brawles; (he's won with tearcs,not terrors: — * - • § • Clea. They fay their feconds too; but what^U Is not known yet, lome worthy fellows certain. 1 Dor. Where had you knowledge ? C//4.OI"the Country people,'tis fpoken every Dor. I heard it fotoo; tr' And'tis fo common,I dohalfe beleeve it, You have loft a brother wench,he lov'dyou well And might have liv'd to have done his count tie lm But he is gone, thou feld'ft untimely Ltdian, 1Ct But by a valiant hand,that's lome fmall comfort And tooke him with thee too, thou lov'ft brave co Weeping will do no good,you loft a fervant, He might have liv'd to have been your Mailer Lady But you fear'd that. Olind. Good fir, be tender to me, The newes is bad enough.you need not preffe it; I lov'd him well, I lov'd 'em both. Dor. Itfeemesfo. "Ma, That fire ye kindle to her deny, Is only gratefull when it blowes with fighs, And holy Incenfe fiung with white hand-innocencej Ye wound her now; ye are too fu perditions, No facrifice of bloud,or death (he longs fori Lid. Came he from heaven ? CI art*. Hetelsus truth good L'diait. Lif. That part of Noble love which is moftlweet, And gives eternall being to faire beauty, Honour.You hack a peeces with your 1 words, And that ye fight to crowne,yc kill faire credit. Clara.Shus we embrace.no more fight,but all friendfhip, And where love pleaies to beftow his benefits, Let us not argue. Lid. Nay brave fir, come in too; Y ou may love alio,'and may hope,if he do, And not rewarded for'r,there is no juftice ; FarweHfriend, here let'spart upon our pilgrimage, It mull be fo,Cupid draws on our forrowes. And where the lot lights. Claran. I fhall count it happinclfe, Farewell deare friend. Lif. Firft, let's relieve the Gentleman That lyes hurt in your caufe.and bring him off, And take lome cure for your hurts, then I will part too, A third unfortunate,and willing wanderer. Ex turn. + • flj • # | Enter Olinda,avd Call fie. Olin. My feares forefaw 'twould come to this. Col. I would your fentence had been milder. Oltn. 'Tis paft helpe now. Col. I fhare in your defpaire,and yet my hopes 1 Have not quite left mc.fince all poflible meanes Are pradfiled to prevent the milchiefe following Their mortall meeting,my Lord is coafted one way; My father,though his hurts forbad his travell, Hath tooke another,my brother in Law Bcronte, A third.and every minute we muft looke for The certaine knowledge,whifch we muft endure With that calme.patience heav'n (hall pleafe to lend us. Enter D orilates }and CleonderSeverally. Dor. Dead both J Clea. Such is the rumour,and 'tis generall. Olin. I heare my pafllng-bell. Col. I am in a feavour. * 0 9 They were both foolcs to fight for Inch a Fidle ( Certaine there was a dearth of noble anger, When a flight woman was thought worth a quarreil, Olin. Pray you thinke nobler. Do.Wt tell thee what I thinke,the plague,war,fir® Nay put in dice and drunkenneffe,and thofe You'l grant are pretty helpes, kill not lo many (I meane fo many nobleJ as your loves do, Rather your lewdncfle, I crave your mercy yromsrw Be not offended ifI anger ye. I am fure ye have touch'd me deep,! came to be men), And with my children, but to fee one rum'd By this fell accident—arc they all dead ? If they be, fpeake I Clean. What newes? Enter Bcronte, Alcidon, Clarinda, following witbelttttr, Ber. What dead ? ye pole me; I underftand you not. Clea. My brother Lidian, Clarange,m<\ their fc.~ Ber. Here is one of'em, and lure this Gentlemarfsal —J Ale.I hope lo,fo is your Ion fir.fo is brave Clm*[ They fought indeea, and they were hurt lufficicntly; We were all hurt,that bred the generall rumour, But friends againe all,and like friends we parted. CLa. Heard ye of L fonder ? Ber• Yes,and milPd him narrowly: He was one of the combatants, fought with this Gen Second againft your brother, by his wildome (For certainly good fortune followes him) All was made peace, l'le tell you the reft at dinner, For we are hungry. Ale. Ibeforeleate Muft pay a vow I am fworne to; my life Madam Was at Lifander's mercy ,1 live by it; And for the noble favour, he defir'd me To kiflc your faire hand for him,offering This lecond lervicc as l a Sacrifice At the Altar of your vermes. Dor. Come, joy on all fides; Heaven will not fuffer honeft men toperifiv Clean. Be proud of luch a friend. Dor. Forgive snc Madam, It was a grief e might have concern'd you nearetoe of excellence but (fill Lifimder Manet Go thy waies worthy Olin. Weelbe merry Were I to fpeake acaine. Clarinfixes Enter Claris da, with a Rey^and Leon rHis happy night. Prciervcthis eagemeffe 7 he Lowers P Lif. Honour guard the Innocent. Exit. Lif Clean. Stilup } I fear'd your health. Cal. 'Has mifl'd him happily; I am going now J have done my meditations, My heart's almoft at peace. Clea. To my warme bed then. Cal. I will.pray ye lead. A Pifiollfhot within Clean. A Piftoil (hot i'th' houfe ? At thefe houres ? lure fome theefe, fome murtherer ; Rile ho,rife allj am betraide. C tl. O fortune 1 0 giddy thing ! he has met fome oppofition, And kil'd; I am confounded,loft for ever. Enter Dorilatu Dor. Now,what's the matter ? Clea. Theeves, my noble father,villaines, and Rogues. Dor. Indeed,I heard a Piftoil, let's iearch about. Enter Malfort, Cl.irinda, and Servants. Mai. To bed againe,they are gone fir, 1 will not bid you thanke my valour for't; Gone at the garden doore there were a dozen, And bravely arm'd, I faw'em. Clarin. I am glad, glad at the heart. Ser. One fhot at me,and milT'd me. Mai. No,'twas at me, the ballet flew clofe by me, Clofe by my eare; another had a huge Sword, Rourifh'd it thus; but at the point I met him, But the Rogue taking me to be yourLordfhip, (As fure your name isterrible.and we Not much unlike in the darke) roar'd out aloud, 'Tis the kill cow Dor Hates, and away They ran as they had flowne: now you muft love me, Or feare me for my courage wench. Clartn.Q Rogue ? O lying Rogue, Lifander ftumbled Madam, At the ftaires head, and in the fall the fhot went offj Was gone before they rofe. Cal. I thanke heaven for't. k ^ \ # W Clari.l was frighted too,it fpoyl'd my game with Leon. Cle.Yoa muft fit upjand they had come to your Chamber What pranks would they have plaid:how came the doore Ma.I heard 'em when they fore'd it 5 up I rofe,(open? Took Durindana in my hand; and like Orlando, iffu'd forth. * ^ * Clarin.l know you are valiant. Clean. To bed again, - \ And be you henceforth provident, at furi-rifing We muft part for a while. Dor. When you are a bed, Take leave of her,there 'twill be worth the tdking; Here 'tis but a cold ceremony, ere long Wee'i find Lifa»der>ot we have ill fortune.* flea. Locke all the doores faft. Mai. Though they all flood open, My name writ on the doore,they dare not enter. Exeunt. N »rl ^{OOi V i' * j ! 'v* « . .•. » y ; •/ . ^ - or • I Jt \ • % 4 ' » • t 4 I a - + A • ^ 1 | 4 Enter Qlaran, Frier with a Lei ten . 8z The Lowers Progrejje. Fn. That confirmes his Devotion to be reall,no way tainted With oftentation, or hypocrifie, The cankers of Religion jiis (ermon So full of gravity and witn luch (weetnefle Deliver'd,that it drew the admiration Of all the hearers on him; his own letters To you,which witneflc he will leave the world, And thele to faire Olinda,his late Miftris, In which he hath with all the moving language That everexprefl'd Rhetorick follicited The Lady to forget him,and make you Bleffed in her embraces,may remove All (crapulous doubts. Clor an. It ftrikes a fadneffe in me, I know not what tothinke of'tj Fri. Ere he entred His (ollitary cell, he pen'd a ditty, His long and laft farewell to love, and women, So feelingly, that 1 confefle however It lfands not with my order to be taken Withfuch Poeticall raptures; I was mov'd, And ftrangely with it. Cloran. Have you the copy ! Fri. Yes fir: My Novice too can fing it,if you pleafe To give him hearing. CI at an. And it will come timely, For L am full of melancholy thoughts, Againft which I have heard witbrealon Mufick To be the lpeedieft cure,pray you apply it. A Song by the Novice. tt I I Ad fond love.farewell you wanton J am free againt} Thou dad dtfeafe of blond, and Idle hovers. Bewitching fame, Flte to tbefooles that figh away their time. Jlfy nobler love to heaven clime, And there behold beauty Hid young, That time can ne're corrupt, nor death dejtroy, ImmortaUfwcetueffe bjfaire Angels fung, sAnd honour d by eternity and joy : There lives my love.thether my hopes afpire ; Fond love decl uts jhu heavenly love groves higher. Fri. How do ye approve it I Claran. To its due d efert, W f It is a heavenly Hymne,no ditty father, It pafles through my eares unto my foule, And workes divinely on itjgive me leave A little to confiderjfhall I be Out done in all things ? nor good of my felfe. Nor by example f (hall my loofe hopes ftill, The viands of a fond affedion.feed me As I were a (enfuall bead, fpirituall food Refuf'd by my ficke pallat ''tis refolv'd. How far off father,doth this new made Hermit Make his abode ? Fri. Some two dayes journey fon. Claran, Having rereai'd my faire intentions to ye, I hope your piety will not deny me Your aides to further 'em? Fri. T hat were.agauift a good mans charity. Claran. My firft requeft is, You would fomc time,for reafons I will n,.—-> Defer delivery oiLtdians Letters To faire Olinda. Fri. Well fir. Claran. For what followes, You fhall jdirebt mej'omething I will do, A new borne zeale.and friendship prompts me to. Enter DortlaM,Cleander, ChamberUinttTe.hlt Taper sand three fiooles. I i > treaty C/ea.We have fupp'd well friendjletour beds b We muft be ftirring early, Cham. They are made fir. Dor. I cannot deep yet, where's the joviall hoft You told me of • 'tas been my cuftome ever To parley wirh mine hod. Clea. He's a good fellow, And fuch a one I know you loveto laugh with; Go call your Mailer up. ' Cham. He cannot come fir. Dor. Is he a bed with his wife ? Cham. No certainly. D«r. Or with (ome other gheds ? Cham, Neither and't like ye. CleaiWhy then he (hall come by your leave my fe. I1e fetch him up my felfe. Cham. Indeed you'l failc fir. Dor. Is hei'th* houle? Cham. No, but he is hard by fir; He is fail in's grave, he has been dead thefe three web IV.Then o' my conlcience he will come but to, And diicourle worfe. a Clean. Farewell mine honeft Hod then, Mine honed merry Hoftjwill you to bed yet I Dor. No,not this houre,I prethee fit and chat by m, Clean. Give us a quart of wine then,wee'lbeiM), Dor. A match my fonjpray let your wine be living, Or lay it by your Mailer. Cham. It (hall be quick fir. fo Dor. Has not mine Hod a wife C Clean. A good old woman. Dor. Another coiiine,that is not fo hanfome; Your Holteffes in Innes (hould be blith things, Pretty,and young to draw in paflengers ; She'l never fill her beds well, if ihe be not beauteous, Clean And curteous too. Enter CheuMr- Dor. I,I,and a good fellow, with That will miilake lometimes a Gentleman For her good man; well done;here's to Lifanier. Cle. n. My full love meets itjmake fire in our lodgii? Wee'l trouble thee no farther to your Son. £".0" Dor. Put in Clarange toojoff with't,! thankeyc; This wine drinkes merrier dill,Ofbr mins Hoftnow, Were he alive againe,and well difpos'd, I would (b claw his pate. :V Clean. Y'are a hard drinker. Dor.I love to make mine Hod drunke, he will lye The rared.and the rounded,of his friends, His quarrels,and his ghcils,attd they are the beftfauds Take'emin that tune. '• ' 1 r 15 Clean. You know all. " ([! J)or. I did ion,but time,and armcs havC worn C/«4.'Tislate fir.Iheare nonedirring. ^lut! : D«r-Hark,what's that, a Lute ? * Tis at the doorc I thinke. MB mm The Lovers Progrejje. Qlttfi. The doore s are tout fall. p,r Tis morning fare,the Fidlers are got up i ii To hight nens fleepes, have we ne're a pifpot ready ? ci Now I remember,I have heard mine Hoft that's cb • lute rarely,and as rraely fing too, (dead, JOU^ ... ^,anr%m I K brave ftill mff c- por. I would give a brace of French Crowncs To feeium rife and Ftfle. ) A Song iicul V) 11 i T/j late and coldftirre up the fire ; Sit defend draw the Table nigher * Be merry ^nd drinke wine that's old, Ahearty medicine 'gaintt a cold. four beds of want en downe the be (?, Where jots fhall tumble t e your reft ; / csfld wtjhjou wenches too, But lam dead and cannot do j Cull for the be ft the hcufe may ring, Buche,White, and Claret let them bring, And irinkj apace while breath you have, Ytiilfnd but cold drinke in the grave j Plover, Pat ridge for your dinner, And a Capon for the finner, Ten fiat find ready when you are up, And your horfe fhall have hisfup: Welceme fhallflye round, Jnd Ijhallfmile though under ground. Clean.Harke,a Song,now as I live, it is his voice. Dor. He lings well, the devill has a pleafant pipe. C/«.The fellow lyed fure, 1 Enter Hoft. He is not dead,he's here: how pale he lookes ? Dor. Is this he? Clean.YtS. Hofi. You are welcome noble Gentlemen, My brave old gheft moll: welcome. Clean. Lying knaves, I To tell us you were dead,come fit downe by us, We thanke ye for your Song. Hofi. Would't had been better. Dor. Speake,are ye dead ? Hofi.Yes indeed am I Gentlemen, I have been dead thele three weekes. Dor. Then here's to ye, to comfort your cold body. What do ye meane?ftand further off. Her. I willftand nearer to him, Shall he come out on's coffin to beare us company, And we not bid him welcome ? come mine Hoft, Si®: honeft Hoft,here's to ye. Hofi. Spirits fir, drinke not? Clea. Why do ye appeate ? Hofi. To waitcupon ye Gentlemeri, Ihas been my duty living,now my farewell; rcare ye are not us'd accordingly. Dor. I could wifh you warmer company mine Hoft, ™w ever we are us'd ? Hofi. Next to entreate a courtefie, And then I goe to peace. ~fe"< Is't in our power ? H'ft Yes,and 'tis this,to fee my body buried . ft ground,for now I lye unhallowed, I f thec'arkes fault,let my new grave be made ABiongft g0ocj fellowes,that have died before me, merry Hoftes of my kind. It fhall be done. Exit. Dor. And forty ftoopes of wine dranke at thy funerall. C lea. Do you know our traveil ? Hoft. Yes,to leeke your friends, That in afflictions wander now. ' Clean. Alas I Hoft. Seeke 'em no farther,but be confident They {hall returne in peace. Dor. There's comfort yet. Clea. Pray ye one word more, is't in your power mine Anfwer me foftly, fome houres before my death, ( Hoft, To give mejwarning. Hoft. I cannot tell ye truly, Bat if I can,fo much alive I lov'd ye, I will appeare againe, adieu. Dor. Adieu fir. Clean. I am troubl'd; thefe ftrange apparitiousare For the moft part fatall. Dor. This if told,will not Find credit,the light breakes a pace,let's lye downe And take fome little reft, an houre or two, Then do mine hoftes defire.and fo returne, I do beleevehim. Clean. So do I,to reft fir. Exeunt. Enter Calftt, and Clarinda. Cat. Clarinda ? Clarin. Madam. Cal. Is the houfe well ordered ? The doores look'd to now in your Matters abfence ? Your care,and diligence amongft the Servants ? Clarin. I am ftirring Madam. Cal. So thou art Clarinda, More then thou ought'ft I am fure,why doft thou blufh? Clarin. I do not blufh, Cal. Why doft: thou hang thy head wench ? Clarin. Madam,ye are deceiv'd,I looke upright, I underftand ye not :the has fpied Leon, a fide' Shame of his want of caution. Cal. Looke on me; what, bluth againe? Clarin:Tis more then I know Madam; /have no caufe that I find yet. Cal. Examine then. Clarin. Your Ladyfhip is fet /thinke to fhame me. Cal. Do not defer ve't ? who lay with you laft night i What bedfellow had y e ? none of the maids came neare Clartn. Madam they did. (ye? Cal. 'Twas one in your Cofins cloathesthen. And wore a fword; and fure / keep no Amaz-ons; Wench do not lye,'twill but proclame thee guilty ; Lyes hide our fins like nets; like perlpeftives, They draw offences nearer ftill,and greater .* Come tell the truth. Clarin. Yo u are the ftrangeft Lady To have thefe doubts of me; how have / liv'd Madam ? And which of all my carefull fervices deferves thefe Cal. Leave facing?'twill not ferveyc, fhames? This impudence becomes thee worfe then lying ? / thought ye had liv'd well, and / was proud oft; But you are plcas'd to abule my thoughts,who was't ? Honeft repentance yet will make the fault leffe. Clarin. Do ye compell me ? do you ftand fo ftri) ?; jjQAM ' 1 ^ j . Enter Leon. If wi fives coti'd prevaile. Cal. They are fruitlefte'Madain. P.x. Leon. If that report Ipeak truth, Qlnrinda is Difcharg'd her Ladres Mtvice, and what buithen, I then have dra-wneupon-me is-appdrent, The crop fhe reapt from her attendance, was Her beft Revenue,and my principal! mea'rms Clartnda's bountie, though 1 labour'd Hard for't, A younger brothers fortune : Muft / ri But leave your fword behinde; enquire not why '• /le fafhion fomething out of it, though / perifb, Shall make way for revenge. Lecn. Thefe are the fruits H^'ce repenting Milk-fop. i Cl%s t00 late. Lifers {word ,1 that, • ' ' — So. lie raife Ex.Lean. Puts the Nwi he bale lie build on 1na, | Help, murther,a mod horrid C Malfhand Tbi nh°,r Monlieur Beronte,noble DoriUus, ft* - 1 manhtr• ^ li]° Enter Dor tUtu as from bed. Dor- More lights knaves, < H tisft, Aleidoni more lights. £nterBeronte>Alcidon,and Servants {with lights flxr. By this 1 lee too much. nsr' My lonne Cleander bathing ln ^5 owne gore. The devill to tell truth ith' fhape of An Hoft I Itr. My Brother ? Malf. 1 have been Ith' other world, in hell I think, thefc devilis With hre-brands in their pawes fent to torment me, Though I never did the deed, for my lewd purpole To be a whore-malt er. Dor. Who's that ? Ale. 'Tisone in Armour. A bloudy fword in his hand. Dor. Sans queftion the murtherer. Malf. Who I ? you doe me wrong, I never had the heart to kill a Chicken; Nor doe I know this l word. Ale. I doe, too well. her. I have feen Lifonder weare it. Clar. This contirmes Whit yefter-night I whifpet'd: let it worke, The circumftance may make it good. Mai. My Lord ? and I his murtherer? her. Drag the villaine hence, The Rack fhall force a free confeflion from him. Mai. I am ftrook dumbe; You reed not (top my mouth. Ber. Away with him. Exit with Malf. Enter Caltjle and Olmda. C*l. Where is my Lord ? for. All that Rcmaines of him lies there s look on this objed, And then turne marble. Col. I am fo already, Made fit to be his monument: but wherefore foe you, that have both life and motion left you, fond fad fpecfators of his death, Andnotbringforth his murtherer ? for. That lies in you: you muff,and fhal produce him. for. She Beronte ? A <7. None elfe. for. Thou ly'ft, He prove it on thy head, rwnteit-ontfry heart. A'c. forbeare, there is 03 much bloud (Tied already, for, Let not choler Stifle your judgement .* many ah honeft father •athgot a wicked daughter. If I prove not With evident proofes, her hand was in the bloud ( ®y deare brother, (too good a husband for her ) Jl^y°ur revenge the reines, and lpur it forward. n n m* ln any circumftance but fhew her guilty. Ile Jrike the firft ftroak at her. J(r' Letmeaske / *1^ A queftion calmly : doe you know thisfword ? Have you nor feen L:fonder ofren wt are it. Dor. The fame with wnich herefcued me. Cat. I do, What inference from this to make me guilty? Ber. Was he not with you in the houle to night? Cal. No on my foule. Ber. Nor ever heretofore Ir> private with you, when you feign'd a ficknefle, j To keep your husband abfent ? Cal. Neverfir,toadifhoneftend. Ber. Was not this woman Your inftrument ? herfilence doesconfefle it § Here lyes Cleander dead and here the (word Of falfe Li fonder, too long cover'd with A mafque of iteming truth. Dor. And is this all The proofe you can alleage ? Li fonder guilty. Or my poore daughter an adultertfte ? Suppofe that foe had chang'd difcourfe with one To whom (he ow'd much more ? CW.Thou haft thy ends, wicked Clarinda. She foils. 61:. Helpe, the Lady finks, malice hath kill'd her. Dor. I would have her live, 1 > Since I dare fweare fhee's innocent; 'tis no time Or place to argue now ; this caufe rnuft be Decided by the Judge; and chough a Father, I will deliver her into the hands Of J uftice If fhe prove true gold when try'd, Shee's mine •. if not, with curies lledifclaime her: Take up your part of forrow,mine fhall be Ready to anfwer with her life the faft That fhe is charg'd with. Ber. Sir, I look upon you as on a father. D or VVith the eyes of lorrow I fee you as a brother: let your witnefles Be readie. Ber. 'Tis my care. -Ale. I am for Lidian. This accident no doubt will draw him from His Hermits life. (lor. 1 hings yet goe-right, perfift fir. Em er Lifonaer, and Lancelot* Lif Are the horles dead ? Lane Our-right. If you ride at this rate. You muft rclolve to kill your two a day, And that's a Urge proportion. Lfo Willyou pleafe At any price,and fpeedily.to get frefh ones. You know my danger, and the penalty That followes it, fhould f be apprehended. Your duty in obeying my commands, Will in a better language fpeak yourforvice, Then your unneceffary,and untimely care of my expense. Lane. I am gone fir. Exit. Ltfon. In this thicket I will expeff you .- Here yet f have leifurc To call my felfe to a ftritft account For my pafs'd life, how vainly Ipent; I would I ftood no farther guilty s but I have A heavier reckoning to make: This hand Of late as white as innocence, and unfpotted, Now weart s a purple colour, dy'd in gore, My foule of the fame tinfture; pur-blinde pafsion, With flattering hopes, would keep me from defpaire. Pleading I was provok'd to it $ butmyreafon Breaking fuch thin and weak defences, tells me I have Exeunt* ■], j i n d tu f2 i;-! i i ill It ■ill f ii. 1 Hit 88 Tbe Loners Progrefe I have done a double murther; and for what i Was it in fervice of the King ? his Edifts Command the contrary: or for my Countrey ? Her Gemus, like a mourning mother, anfwers In Cloridon and Cbrjfanthes fhe hath loft Two hopefull fonnes, that might have done their parts, To guard her from Invafion ; for what caufe then? To keep th'opinion of my valour upright, Q Ich* popular breath, a fandy ground to build on j Bought with the Kings difpleafure,as the breac Of heaveus decrees, the lotle of my true comforts, In Parents, Kinlmen,friends, as the fruition Of all that I was borne to, and that fits Like to a hill of Lead here,in my exile t (Never to be repeal'd, if I efcapefo) I have cut off all hopes ever to look on Enter Lidian, like a Hermite* Divin tCalifie, from her fight, and converfe, For everbanifh'd. Lid. I fhould knowthis voice, His naming too my lifter, whom Lifander Honour'd,but in a noble way, affures me That it can be no other: I ftand bound To comfort any man I finde diftrelFd: But to ayd him that fav'd my life, Religion And Thankfulnefle commands, and it may be High providence for this good end hath brought him Into my folitary walke. Lifander, noble Lifander. L f Whatfoe're thou art, That honourable attribute thou giv'ft me, I can pretend no right to : come not neare me, I am infe&ious, thelandity Of thy profeftion ( for thou appeared A reverend Hermite) if thou flye not from me, As from the plague or leprofie,cannot keep thee' From being polluted. Lid. With good counfell fir, And holy prayers to boot I may cure you, Though both wayes fo infeded. You look wildly Peace to your conlcience fir, and ftabe upon me ' As if you never faw me: hath my habit Alter'd my face fo much, that yet you know not Yourfervant Lidian.? a f W i (the world: Lif. Iamamazdl So young, and fo religious ? , Lid.I purpofefheaven make me thankfull for't) to leave I have made fome triall of my ftrengths in this My follitarie life» and yet I finde not A faintneffe to goe on. Lif Above beliefe: doe you inhabit here ? Ltd. Mineownefreechoifefir: I live here poorely, but contentedly, Becaufe I finde enough to feed my fortunes; Indeed too much: thef: wilde fields are my gardens, The Chryftall Rivers they afford their waters, And grudge not their fweetftreams to quench affli&ions; The hollow rocks their beds, which thogh they are hard, (The Emblemes of a doting lovers fortune,) Yet they are quiet; and the wearie (lumbers The eyes catch there, fofter then beds of Do wn friend; The Birds my Bell to call me to devotions; My L ook the ftory of my wandring life, In which I finde more houres due to repentance Then nme hath told me yet. Lif Anlwermetruely. Ltd. I will doe that without a conjuration. Lif. Ith* depth of meditation doe you Sometimes think of Olinda ? Lid. I endeavour To raze her from my memorie, as I with j You would doe the whole Sex, for know Lifting 1 The greateft curfe brave man can labour under, 1 Is the ftrong witch-craft of a womans eyes; Where I finde men I preach this doctrine to'^tn • As you are a Scholler, knowledge make your Miftrj, The hidden beauties of the heavens your ftudie • There fhallyou finde fit wonder for your faith, ' And for j&ur eye in immitable objects .•' As you arc a profefs'd fouldier, court your honour Though fhe be fterne, fhe is honeft, a brave Miftrh • The greater danger you oppof'e to win her, 1 She Ihewes the lweeter, and rewards the nobler- Wo mens beft loves to hers meere fhadowes be ' For after death fhe weds your memorie. Thele are my contemplations. Lif Heavenly ones; And in a young man more remarkable. But wherefore doe I envy, and not tread in This blefled trad ? here's in the heart no talfhood To a vow'd friend, no quarrells feconded With Challenges, which anfwer'd in defence Of the word Reputation, murther followes. A man may here repent his finnes, and though His hand like mine be flain'd in bloud, it may be With penitence and true contrition wafh'd off; You have prov'd it Lidian. Lid. And you'll finde it true, if you perfevere. Lif. Here then ends my flight, And here the furie of the King fhall finde me Prepar'djfor heaven, if I am mark'd to dye; For that I truely grieve for. • Enter Frier: and Clarange in Friers habit. Frier. Keep your felfe conceal'd, I am iuftrufted. CUr. How the fight Of my deare friend confirmes me I Lif. What are thefe? Lid. Two reverend Friers, one I know. Fri, To you This j'ourney is devoted. Lid. Welcome Father. Fri. I know your refolution fo well grounded, And your adiew unto the world fo conftant, That though I am th'unwilling meffenger Of a ftrange accident to trie your temper, It cannot fhake you. You had once a friend, A noble friend, Clarange. Lid. And have ftill, I hope good father. Fri. Your falfe hopes deceive you, Hee's dead. Lif. Pilarangedead? Fri. I buried him. Some faid he dy'd of melancholy, fome of love, And of that fondnefle perifh'd. Lid. O Clarange. Clar. Haft thou fo much brave nature,noble La'M So tenderly to love thy rivalls memorie ? The bold Lifander weeps too. Fri. I expe&ed that you would beare this better. Lid-1 am a man fir,and my great lofle weigh'dduf Fri. His laft words were After Confeffion, live long deare Lidian, Poffeft of all thy wifhes; and of me i li 1 I 1 J I / A II V A A D B: U A It i T1 I W In At Hi Th Or Ur My 111 r All J Dei The I Wh A For You Are i The I Ian i- 'ayii laki lanii ie at I, Irizi lyn 'ffi A ■rov Imag fc'hei Floor 7 he Loners Progrejje '"TT^lSathing my hand with teares, Uh mv beft care, I fhould feek and tinde you, PC w- - , /• That with my belt care, 1 lnouiu iccn auu nuuc j And from his dying mouth prevaile fo with yon, That you a while fhould leave your Hermites ftridnefie And on his monument pay a teare, or two, . 3 jo witnefle how you loy'd him. fhe had not 1,10 my heart! to witneffe how I Iov'd him ? would ycad me unto his grave, but facrific'd Hisforrowes upon mine, he was my friend, My noble friend, I will bewayle his afhes, - , His fortunes and poore mine were born together, And I will weep 'em both .• I will kneeie by him, And on his hallo w'd earth doe my laft duties. He gather all the pride of ipring to deck him, Wood-bines fliallgrovv upon his honour'd grave * And as they profper clafpe to fhewourfriendfhip' And when they wither lie die too. Clar. Who would not Ddireto dye,to be bewaild thus nobly? . Fri. There is a Legacy he hath bequeathed you • But of what value I mult not difcover, ' Untill thofe Rites and pious Ceremonies Are duly tendei'd. Lid. I am too full of forrow to be inquifitive Lif. To think of his I doe forget mineowne woes 4 * i i Enter Alctdon. u • 'I Ale, Graze thy fill, now Thou haft done thy bufinefle; ha ? who have wc here ? Lifmier, LiJian ? and two reverend Friers ? Whataftrange Scene of forrow is expreft Indifferent poftures, in their looks and Ration ? ^ « to Acommon Painter eying thcfe.to helpe His dull invention, might draw to the lif e The living lonnes of Priam, as they Rood On the pale walls of Troy, when HeFlor fell Under Achilles Spcare: I come too late, My horfe, though good and Rrong, mov'd like a Tortoifc: 111 newes had wings, and hath got here before me. All Pythagoreans ? not a word ? Lid. 0 Alctdon Deep rivers with foft murmutes glide along t The (hallow roare: Claraxre I T ' f* * • — * r"* • Lif Cloridon ? Chryfanthes What I (hould fpeak. M A A* s M Ale. Their fates I have long fince ^ Tor your fake mourn'd j Clarange's death, or ^ Yourfilence doth confirme, till now I heard no Are thefe the bounds that are prelcrib d unto The (welling feas of lorrow? l\f The bounds Alctdon ? Can all the windesof mifchiefe from all quarters, # ifhratcs, Ganges,Tigris,Volga, To, Taying at once their tribute to this Ocean, »kc it fwell fiigher ? I am a murtherer, anifh'd, ptolcrib'd, is there ought clfe that can added to it ? ^ Lid. I have loft a friend, tiz'd dearer then my being, and he dead y mifery's at the height contemne the worft 1 fortunes malice. Ale. How our humane wcakneffe, owne defperate from fmall difaRers makes us Imagine them a period to our forrowes, hen the firR ly liable of greater A Dot yet written. ' r r f (hend woes Lid. How? Lif. Speak it at large, r; " Since griefe muft break my heart, I am ambkiotis It iliould be exquifite. Ale. It muft be told, Yet ere you heare it, with all care put ea The lureft Armour anvil'd in the (hop OI paffive fortitude ; the good Clcander Your friend is murther'ci. 1 I' 'v,: fV I Lif. "Ti.s a terrible pang. And yet it will not doe, 1 live yet, adf hot The tortrers part; if that there be a blow Beyond this, give it, and at once difpatch me. Ale. Your fword dyed in his heart-bloud was found Your private conference at mid-night urg'd (near him With faire Califte; which by her vvhofepure truth. Would never learne to tell a lie, being granted, She by inrag'd Beronte isaCcus'd f: Of murther and adulterie, and you (However I dare fweare it falfc) concluded Her principall agent. n • . jj !■ .1 I (X> i Wave 1 " ' " * My fiRer ? my deare fiRer I Clar. Hold great heart. Fri. Teare open his Doublet Lif. Is this wound too narrc For my life to get out at ? Bring me to A Cannon loaded;, and foftie pittying friend Give fire unto it, while I nayle my breaR Unto his thundring mouth, that in the inRant, I may be peece-meale tome, and blownefofar3 As not one joynt of my dilmember'd limbes May ever bebyfearchof man found out. Cleander f Yet why name I him? however His fall deferv'd an earth-quake, if compar'd With what true honour in fahfte fuffers, Is of no moment; my good Angel kebp me From blalphemy, arid Rrike me dumb before In th' agony of my fpirit, I doe accufe The powers above,tor their unjuR permiffion Of vertue, innocent vertue, to be branded With the leaR vitious marke. Clar. I never f aw a man fo far tranfportcd. ' Ale. Give it way, 'tis now no time to Rop it. 1 r Lane. Sir, I have bought Enter Lancelot. 9 O Frelh horfes; and as you refpeft your life Speedily back 'em j the Archers of the Kings guard, A re every where in queR of you. Lif. My life? r ; ; . . Perifh all fuch with thee that wifh it longer £ Strikes Let it but cleare Cahfte's innocence, \ Lancelot. And Nefiors age to mine was youth, lie flye To meet the rage of my inccnled King, And wifh his favourites ghott appear'd in flames, To urge him to revenge, let all the tortures That tyranny ever found out circle me, Provided juRiccfet Calijie free. Ale. lie follow hjin. Ltd. I am rooted here ~, (dangers, FW.Remember your dear friendslaR requeR,your fiRer s With the aides that you may lend her. Lid. Pray you fupport me, My legs deny their office. Clar. I grow Rill Farther engag'd unto his matchlefle vermes, And I am dead indeed,untill I pay The debt I owe him in a noble way. Exeunt.' Mmm AFhu S Fx. Lifa»der, A, C C'do» & Lancelot. The Lovers King. Impudent too ? well, what b^ve you CUr. That this Lady was Wotr": I A goodly tempting Lady,as Ihe is : How thinks your Majeltie ? and /her fervant, Her officer as one would fay,and trufted With her doled: Chamber-lervice : that Lifwd(r YVas a fine timber'd gentleman, and adive, That hecou'd doe fine gambolls To make a Lady merrie ; that this paire, A very loving couple, mutually Affeded one another: lo much for them fir. That /,afimple waiting-woman, having taken My bodily oath, the firit night of admittance /nto her Ladifhipslervice, on her flippers, ('That was the book ) to ferve her will in all things, And to know no Religion but her plealure, 'Tis not yet out of falhion with fome Ladies; That /, as the premiffes fhew, being commanded To doe my fundion, in conveyance of Lifander to her chamber,( my Lord abfent, On a pretended ficknefTe) did the feat, (It cannot be deny'd) and at dead mid-night Left 'em together: what they did, fome here Can eafily imagine ? I have laid, fir. Dor. The devills Oratrix. King. Then you confefle you were her Bawd ? CUr. That's courfe, her agent fir. King. So goodie agent ? and yoa think thereis No punifhment due for your agentlhip i CUr. Let herfufferfirft, Being my better,for adulterie, And /le endure the Muld impos'd on Bawdes, Call it by the worft name. Cat. Live/tohearethis? King. Take her afide. Your anfwer to this Lady? Cal. Heav'n grant me patience : to be thus confronted, (O pardon Royallfir a wcmans pafsion) By one, and this the worft of my mif-fortunes, That was my flave, but never to luchends fir, Would give a ftatue motion into furie: Let mypafs'dlife, my aftions,nay intentions, Be by my grand accufer juftly cenfur'd, ('For her / fcorne to anfwer) and if they Yeeld any probability of truth In that fhe urges, and I will confefle A guilty caule; the peoples voyce, which is The voyce of truth, my husbands tendcrneffe In his affedion to me, that no dotage But a reward of humblenefie, the friendlhip Eccho'd through France between him and Lifankr, All make againft her; for him, in his abfence, (What ever imputation it draw on me) I inuft take leave to fpeak .■ 'tis true, he lov'd me> But not in fuch a wanton way, his reafon Mafter'd his pafsions: / grant I had At mid-night conference with him ; but if he Ever receiv'd a farther favour from me, Then what a fifter might give to a brother, May / finke quick : and thus much, did he know The {hame /lufferfor him, with the lolfe Of his life for appearing, on my foule He would maintaine. Enter L/fandcr, andAk'C Lif. And will, thoucleare example of \,voinensri; King. Though we hold her luch, (D® Thou haft exprels'd thy felfe a defperat foole, To thruft thy head into the Lions jawes, Cal, Howconfirm'd I am here, whatioever Fate falls on me, You lhall have ample teftimony ; till the death ; Of my deare Lord, to whole fad memory j I pay a mourning widdowes teares, I liv'd Too happy in my holy-day trim of glorie, And courted with felicitie, that drew on me, With other helpes of nature, as of fortune, The envie, not the love of moft that knew me, This made me to prelumetoo much, perhaps Too proud; but I am humbled; and if now I doe make it apparent, I canbeare Adverfity with fuch a conftant patience | As will let off my innocence, I Jjope fir, J In your declining age, when I fhould live | A comfort to you, you fhall have no caule, j How e're I ftand accus'd, to hold your honour 1 Ship-wrack'd in luch a daughter. Ol. O beft friend,my honour's at the ftake too,for— Dor. Be filent ;the King. Enter King, Lemttre, and Attendants. Lem. Sir, if you pkaleto look upon The Priloner, and the many lervices Her Father hath done for you King. We mult look on The caule, and not the perfons. Yet beholding With an impartiall eye, th' excelling beauties Of this faire Lady, which we did belecve Upon report, but till now never law'em, It moves a itrange kind of companion in me; Let us lut vey you nearer, lliee's a book To be with care perus'd ; and tis my wonder, if Inch mifhapen'ghefts, as luft and murther, At any price (hould ever finde a lodging In luch a beauteous Inne 1 miftake us not, Though we admire the outward ftrudnre, if The roomes be foule within, exped no favour. I were no man, if I could look on beautie Dift'rels'd, without lome pitty; but no King, If any fuperficiallglolle of feature Could worke me to decline the courfe of Juftice. But to the caule, Cleander'sdeath, what proofes Can you produce againft her ? Ber. Royall fir,touching that point my brothers death, We build on luppofitions. Kmg. Suppolitions ? how? Is fuch a Lady fir to bee On luppofitions ? (condemn'd Ber. They are well grounded fir: And if we make it evident fhe is guilty Of the firft crime we charge her with, Adulterie, That being the parent, it may finde beliefe, That murther was the iflTue. King. W e alio w It may be lo ; but that it may be, muft not Inferre a neceffary confequence To call: away a Ladies life. What witnefies To make this good ? Ber. The principall, this woman, j For many yeares herlervant; Ihe hath taken Her oath in Court. Come forward. j King. By my Ctowne a lying face. CUr. I Iwore fir for the King : And if you are the partie, as I doe i Believe you are, for you have a good face, How ever mine appeares, fwearing for you fir, I ought to have my oath pafle. The Lovers Prolo gue, A and a known one, long fin m ^ Story Truth mutt take place, and by an able wit, Foule mouth'd detraction daring not deny 1 ogive fo much to Fletchers memory; • Iffifiomemay obj eft, why then do you Prefent an old piece to us for a new ? Or wherefore willyour prof eft, tor iter be (Nottaxd of theft before )a Plagary ? To this he anf iters in his] uft defence, ^ nd to maintaine to all our Innocence, Thus much, though he hath travel'd the fame Way, Demanding,and receiving too the pay For a new Poem you may find it due, Be halving neither cheated us, nor you} He '-vowes,and deeply, that he did notjpare Theutmoftofhis ftrengths, and his be ft cafe In the reviving it, and though hit powers Could not as he defired, in three jbort bowers QontraCl the SubjeCt, and much lejfe exprejfe The changes,and the ^variouspajfages That will be look'dfor, you may heare this day S ome Scenes that will confirme it is a play, He being ambitious that it Jbould be known What's good was Fletchers, and what id his owne m* •r. m Epi logue. g77// doubt full,andperplex'd too, whether he Hath done Fletcher right in this Hiflorie, The Poet fits within fine e he muft know it, He with refpeCl ,defires thatyou Wouldjhew it By [ome accustomedfigne,iffromour action Orbit indeavours you meet fatisfaCtion, With ours he hath bis ends, we hope the beft, To make that certainty in you doth reft. FiNia Of the privy wocrs, how cunningly of late I have obferv'd him,and how privately He has ftolne at all houres from us,and how readily He has feign'd a bufinelTe to bid the Fort farewell For five or fixe daies,or a month together, Sure there is fomething —• Py. Yes, yes, there is a thing in't, _ A thing would make the beft on's all dance after it; A dainty thing;Lord how this unckle of mine Has read to me, and rated me for wenching, And told mc in what defperate cale 'twould leave me, And how 'twould (lew my bones. Ped. Youcar'd not for it. Py. lfaith,not much,I ventur'd on dill eafily, And tooke my chance,danger is a Souldiers honour; But that this man,this herbe of Grace,Ruy Diot, I This father of our faculties fhould flip thus, For fure he is a ferriting, that he That would drinke nothing to depreffe the fpirit, But milke and water, eate nothing but thin ay re I To make his bloud obedient, that his youth I In fpight of all his temperance,fhould tickle, I And have a love mange on him. I Chr. *Tis in him fir | But honourable courtfhip,and becomes his ranke too. Py. In mc 'twere abominable Lecherie,or would be J For when our thoughts are on't,and mifle their levell, We mutt hit fomething. J Ped. Well,'is a noble Gentleman, I And if he be a fuitor, may he fpeed in't. I Py. Let him alone,our family ne're fail'd yet. I Chr. Our mad Lieutenant ftill merry Pyniero, Thus wou'd he do if the Surgeon were fearching of him. I Ped. Efpecially if a warme wench had foot him. | Py. But harke Chrifiophero; come hether Pedre; When fawyou our brave countryman Armee/i*} He that's arriv'd here lately,and his gallants? J A goodly fellow, and a brave companion Me thinkes he is,and no doubt truly valiant, For he that dares come hether, dares fight any where. Chr. I faw him not of late,a fober Gentleman I am fure he i«,and no doubt bravely fprung, And promifes much noblenefle. Py. Ilove him, And by my troath wou'd faine be inward wit h him j Pray lets go feeke him. Ped. Wee'l attend you fir, Py. By that time we ibalheare the burft of bufinefle.£* Enter Ruy Drat, QuifaratQuifana^ud Panura. Quijar. Aunt I much thanke you for your curtefic, And the faire liberty you ftill allow me, Both of your houfe and fervice, though I be A Princefle,and by that Prerogative ftand free torn the poore malice of opinion, And no waies bound to render up my aftions, ftecaufc no power above me can examine me; Yet my deare brother being ftill a prifoner, And many wandringeyes upon my waies, B eing left alone a Sea-marke,it behoves mc 1 o ule a little caution, and be circumfpcft. Quifiu.You'r wile and noble Lady. Qnipir. Often Aunt I rclorr hether,and privately to fee you, It may be to converfc with fomc I favour: Soz.. To ftep into it, JuH; while they thinke.and ere they have determin'd lo bring the King off. -dr. Things have been done as dangerous. Em. And prefper'd beft when they were leaft confidcrd -dr. BleflTe me my hopes, And you my friends affiftme. None but our companions. Soz,. Youdeale wiiely, And it we fhrinke the name of flaves dye with us. Em. Stay not for fecond thoughts. uir. I am determin'd ; And though I lofe,it fhall be fung, I was valiant, And my brave offer fhall be turn'd to ftory, Worthy the Princefle tongue. A boat that's all 1 hat's unprovided,and habits like to merchants, The reft wee'l councell as we goe. Soz,. Away;then, Fortune lookes faire on th©fe,make hafte to win her.. ,7 Exeunt. V 1 i, J t 80 7"be Jjland Princefe. , 2. We will not fur fir; , This is afuddaine change,but who darres blame it, Kee. Now harke and melt, for I am fore I foalf; ; Stand filent,what ftubbourne weight of chaine I Yet he lookes temperately • 2. His eyes not funke,and his complexion firme (bill, . No wildnefTe,no diftemper'd touch upon him, j How conllantly he imiles, and how undanted? With what a Majefty he heaves his head up? Mnjick. Ke.Now marke,! know he wilfing;do not difturb him. Your allowance from the Governor,wou d it were more Or in my power to make it hanfomer. ("fir, Kin.Do not transgrcfle thy charge,I take his bounty, And fortune,whileft 1 beare a mind contented, Not leavend with the glory 1 am falne from, Nor hang upon vaine hopes, that may corrupt Enter Governor. Gov. Thou art my flave,and I appeare above thee. Kce. The Governor himfelfe. '7/~VMr ? | And in fuch (fate,and with fiich change of fervice ? j tm. Nature's no glutton fir, a little ferves her. Gov. This diet's holfomethen. Kin. I beg no better. Gov. A calme contented mind, give him lefle next; Thefe full meales will opprefle his health, his Grace Is of a tender, and pure conflitution, And fuch repletions " 1 Kin. Mocke,mock, it moves not me fir, Thy mirthes,ag do thy mifchiefes fiie behind me. Gov.Ye. carry it handfomely, but tell me patience, Do not you curfe the brave and royall Lady Your gratious filler.? do not you damn her pitty, Damn twenty times a day,and dam it ferioufly ? Do not youfweare aloud too,cry and kick? The very foule fweat in thee with the agony Of her contempt of me ? couldft ttot thou eate her For being fo injurious to thy fortune, Thy faire and happy fortune ? couldft not thou with her A Baftardjor a whore, fame might proclame her Black ugly fame,or that thou hadft had no filler.? S B pitting the gencrall llafoheminc heavei name out,and the nature; ■ _ a mifchiefe ; For giving power to pride,and will to woman.? Kin. No Tyrant,no,I bleffe and love her for it; And though her fcorne of thee, had laid up for me As many plagues as the corrupted aire breeds, As many mifchiefes as the houres have minutes. As many formes of death, as doubt can figure; Yet I fhould love her more dill, and more honour her; But much I feare But to compell this from me with a mifery, A mod inhumane,and unhanfome flavery Gov. You will relent for all this talke I fearc n And put your wits a worke agen. ot' Kin. You are cozen'd j Or if I were fo weake to be wrought to it, So fearefull to give way to fo much poverty. How I fhould curie her heart if (lie confentea. Gov. You lhall write and entreat.or Kin. Do thy utmoft, And e'ne in all thy tortures I'le laugh at thee, He tlunke thee no more valiant, but a villame; Nothing thou haft done brave, but like a theefe, Atchiev'd by craft,and kept by cruelty; Nothing thou canft deferve, thou art unhoneft; Nor no way live to build a name,thou art barbarous, Gov. Down with him low enough, there let him And fee his dyet be fo light and little, im He grow not thus high hearted on't, I will cooleye, And make ye cry for mercy, and be ready ' To worke my ends, and willingly ; and your fiftert: Your icornefull, cruell filler (hall repent too, (down; And fue to me for grace. Give him no liberty, But let his bands be doubled,his eafe leffened; Nothing his heart defires, but vexe and torture him; Let him not fleepe,nothing that's deareto nature Let him enjoy; yet take heed that he dye not; Keepe him as neere death, and as willing to embrace it, But fee he arrive not at it; I will humble him, And her flout heart that (lands on fuch defiance; And let me fee her champions that dare venture Her high and mighty wooers, keepe your guards obfe, -^nd as you love your lives be diligent, And what I charge,obferve. Omnes We foall be dutifull. (Exit.Gn. Gov. ITe pull your courage King and all your bravery, 1. Mod certainehe is refolved nothing can flir him; For if he had but any part about him Gave way to feare or hope,he durft not talke thus, And do thus ftoutly too, as willingly, And quietly he funke downe to his forrows, As fome men to their fleepes. Kee. Yes,and fleepes with 'em; So litle he regards them,ther's the wonder, And often foundly fleepes, wou'd I durft pitty him Or wou'd it were in my will, but we are fervants And tyed unto command. 2. I wifh him better, ) i All thou canft lay upon me,cannot bend me, No not the fttoke of death,that I defpifetoo .• For if feare could pofleffe me,thou hadfl won me; As little from this houre f prize thy flatteries, And lefle then thqfe thy prayers, though thou wouldfl And if foe be not Miftris of this nature, (kneele to me j She is none of mine,no kin.and I contemne her. Gov.Are you fo valiant fir.? Km. Yes, and fo fortunate j For he that holds my conftancy dill conquers ; Hadft t hou preferv'd me as a noble e nemy. And as at firft.made my reftraint feeme to me But only as the foadow of captivity, I had dill fpoke thee noble,(till declared thee A valiant,great,and worthy man, ftill lov'd thee, And (till prefer'd thy faire love to my After; ' Ixtf' We mud obferve our guards. •i. He cannot laftlong, And when he is dead, he is free. . Kee. That's the mod cruelty, That we mod keepe him living. That's as he pleafe; For that man that refolves,needs no Phifitian. ™ i • I v « I « . m Enter rmuJia)Soz.a,£maKHel.likf merely"'' Arm'd underneath. Arm.Our profperous paflage was an omen10 w A lucky and a faire omen. Omnes Webeleeveit. ^ Ar. I he fea and wind drove who foould moll beh-e" And as they favourd our defigne and lov'd us, So lead us forth—where lies the boat that broug f* ht us? fa T he Caftle now begins to flame. Gov. My foule fhakes. Cap. A Merchants houfe next joyning? fhame light on That ever luch a neighbour, fuch a villaine - Gov. Raife all the garrilon, and bring 'em up. Enter other Pitixjcns. And beat the people forward—Oh I have loft all In one houfe, all my hopes : good worthy Citizens Follow me all, and all your powers give to me, I will reward you all. Oh curled fortune The flame s more violent .• arile ftill, help,helpc Citizens, Freedome & wealth to him that helps: follow,oh follow. [ Fling wine,or any thing, He fee't recompene'd. ' Buckets, more Buckets; fire, fire,fire. Ex.omnss. ■ p J'vaJ b 9 # A A A | \ . % J * & • Enter ArmnpAy a»4 bis company. ~ \ Arm. Let it flame on, a comedy light ft gives up To our difcovery. L Sox,. Hearke, what a merry crye Thefe hounds make ? forward fairely, We are not feen in the mift, we are Not noted. Away, Away. Now if we lofe our fortune Exit. ; Eater Captaine and Citizens. Cap. Upfouldiersjup, and dealelike men. Cit. More water,more water,all is conlum'd elfe. Cap. All's gonc,unleffe you undertake it ftraight,your Wealth too, that muft prelerve,& pay your labor bravely. Up, up, away. Ex. Cap.andCit. Then, Enter Armufa and his company breaking open a doore. Ar. So, thou art open, keep the way cleare Behinde ftill. Now for the place. Sold. 'Tis here fir. Ar. Sure this is it. . Force ope the doore— -A milerable creature ! Yet by his manly face — The King difcover'd. ; - Km. Why ftare ye on me ? You cannot put on faces to afright me : In death I am a King ftill, and contemne ye: Where is that Governour I me thinks his man-hood Should be well pleas'd to fee my Tragedy, And come to bath his fternc eyes in my forrowes; I dare him to the fight, bring his Icornes with him, And all his rugged threats : here's a throat, fouldiers - Come, fee whocanftrikedeepeft. 8m. Break the Chain there. Kin. What does this mean ? Ar. Come, talke of no more Governours, He has other bufinefle fir, put your legs forward, And gather up your courage like a man, Wee'll Carrie offyour head elfe : we are friends, And come to give your forrowes eafe. r Sex,. On bravely ; Delay es may lofe agen, Enter Guard. Ar. The Guard. Sox,. Upon'em. Ar. Make fpecdy, and fure work. Em. '1 hey fiye. rfpeedy, Ar. Up with him,and to the Boat 5 ftand faft, now be I When this heat's paft, wee'H fing our Hiftory. A way, like thoughts, fudden as defires, friends: Now lacred chance be ours. Sox,. Pray when we have done fir. i Exeunt. Enter 3 or 4 Citix,ens fever ally, I • • • ' ^ . P ! 1. What is the fire allaid ? I t. 'Tis out,tis out, I Or paft the worft, I never did fo ftoutly I I'le. allure you neighbours fince I was a man: I I have been burnt at both ends like a fquib : I I liv'd two hovres in the fire, 'twas a hideous matte but when men of underftanding come aboutit, ' I Men that judge of things,my wife gave me over I And tooke her leave a hundred times,I bore up ftju And toft the Buckets boy es. ' I 3. We are all meere Martins. I 1. I heard a voice at latt er end o'th hurry, I Or elfe I dreamt I heard it,that faid treafon. I 2. 'Tis like enough,it might cry murder to,for themt Many without a joint,but whats that to us: Letshom: And fright our wives, for we lookelike Devils. Enter 3 Women. I 3. Here come fome of 'em to fright us. I 1 W. Mine's alive neighbor— oh fweet hony Wir I 1. Thou lieft I thinke abominably,and thouhadft bin I In my place,thou wouldft have ftunke at both ends. Get me fome drinke,give me whole tuns of drinke, Whole cifternes; for I have foure dozen of fine firebrs: I In my belly,I have more fmoke in my mouth,thenwoci; I Blote a hundred herrings. I 2 Wo. Art thou come lafe agen ? I 3^0.1 pray you what became ©f my man.is heinawtE I 2 ..At hearts eafe in a Well,is very well neighbour; We left him drinking of a new dozen of Buckets; I Thy husbands happy,he was through roafted, I And now hee's baiting of himfelfe at all points: I The Clarke and he are cooling their pericraniums; Body O me neighbors there's fire in my codpiece. I 1 Wo. Blefte my husband. I 2. Blow it out wife blow,bio w,the gable end if I Women. Some water,water9water. (Itore-ta I 3. Peace, tis but a fparkle; I Raife not the Towne again, 'twill be a great hindcritt: I'm glad tis out, and't had tane in my hayloft? I What frights are thefe,marry heaven bleflethy niofe I 3 Wo. But is a drown'd outright,pray put me out of Feare neighbor. 2. Thou wouldft have it fo, but after a hundred fires More,heeT live to fee thee burnt for brewing mufty Liquor. I. Come lets goe neighbor. 2 For I would very faine turne downe this liquor; Come,come,I fry like a burnt marry-bone: Women get you afore,and draw upon us 5 Run wenches run,and let your taps run with ye; j Run as the fire were in your tailes,cry ale,ale. Went. Away lets nourifh the poore wretches. 2 . We&'l Rallie up the reft of the burnt Regime Enter Governor fZaptaine^ouldier,and Guard. \ Gov. The fire's quencht Captain,but the mifchiof^ i The Kings redeem'd,& gon too;a trick,a dam d oneL ; Oh I am overtaken poorely,tamely. .' , 1 ft p. Where were the guard that waited upon tK. , Sol. Moft of 'em flaine,yet fome fcap'c fir, andtfo" 1 They faw a little boat ready to receive him, '' i And thofe redcem'd him,making fuch hafte and 49V Thelfland Princejft 103 j Fitting beyond the force of men ' ^0. I am loft Captaine, 21,1 1 _i An will laugh at this, and (come me i me a heavy fleepy foole, a coward vt Count A coward pau«T"~ J e without can iage, c„/ Hee's gone fa, And out to lea amaine, paft our recovery, ?,i Boat ready to purfue, if there were any, rh neoplc Hand amazed 1° at their valour, j he iudden fright of fire, none knowes to execute. C Oh I could tear my limbs,& knock my boys brains ■rS every poft I meet; fool'd with a fire ? GS. It was a crafty trick. Gov. No, I was lazy, fonfident fluggilh lazie, had I but met *em, And chang'd a dozen biowes, I had forgiv'n 'em, n boti, thefe hands held up, and by that brightnefle That glides the worldwith light, by all our worfhips, The hidden ebbes and fiowes of the blew Ocean, i ffill not reft; no mirth fhall dwell upon me, Wine touch my mouth, nor any thing refrefti me, Till I be wholy quit of this dilfionour ; Make ready my Barrato's inftantly, And what I Ihall intend— Cat. We are your lervants. Exeunt. % Enter Qui far% Ruy Dyat. 4 a « * i 44 | * T • C'l I *• t f f w v ^ Qnfir.Never tell me, you never car'd to win me, Never tor my fake to attempt a deed, Might draw me to a thought you fought my favour: Ifnotfor love of me.fofloveof armesfir, For that £zu(e you profcfle, for love of honour, Of which you ftile your felfe the mighty Matter, You might haveftept out nobly, and made an offer, As if you had intended fomething excellent, Put on a forward face. h. Deare Lady hold me— $>iifir, I hold ye, as I finde yee, a faint fervant. Ru. By-—I dare doe $ufir. In a Ladies chamber I dare beleeve ye, there's no mortall danger .• Give me the man that dares doe, to delerve that .* I thought you Portugalls had been rare wonders, Men of thole haughty courages and credits, That all things were confin'd within your promifes, The Lords of fate and fortune I beleev'd yee, Tut well 1 fee I am deceiv'd Ruj Diaiy And blame too late my much beliefe. A«. I am afliam'd, Lady, waslodull, fo ftupid to your offer: J*you have once more fchool'd me,I am right, ™ lomething fhall be thought-Cm fuddenly, ' ndput in ja& as foone, fome preparation - r\ "for* And give it out ? Rh- Yes, Lady, and (o great too; \ ii.L! -1 --J —, «iIU IV/ f < V which, the noy le of aU my Couatrey-men— (ones 0>>fir. Thole will doe well,for they nd though he be reftor'd alive. *». I have ye- _ Q*i[iv. Tor then we are both Tenants. I conceive ye, .. Good Madam give me leave totume my • H Do,& make all things fit,& then flevfiit y My felfe, the cozen, and the G&rr a The neighbours of the out-Ifles of our nation, Sy ana's ftrength, for I can humour him •• And proud Bekamus, I fhall deceive his glory, A Jhcut. What ringing found of joy is this ? whence comes it ? May be the Princes are in fport. Enter Pyniero, Chr'fiofh. Py. Where are ye? Ru. Now Pjniero,what's the hafte you feek me? Pj. Doe you know this figne fir ? Ru. Ha/ Pj. Doe you know this embleme? Your nofc is boar'd. Ru. Boar'd ? what's that ? Pj. Y'are topt fir: The Kings come home againe, the King. Ru. Thedevill? Pj. Nay fure he came a gods name home: Hee's return'd fir. Chrifi. And all this j'oy yee bcare— Ru. Who durft attempt him ? The Princes are all here.' Cbry: They are worthy Princes, They are fpeciall Princes, all they love by ounces. Believe it fir,'tis done, and done moft bravely and cafily, What fortune have ye loft fir ? What j'uftice have ye now unto this Lady ? Py. How ftands your claime ? That ever man fhould be fool'd fo, f v When he fhould doe and prolperj ftand protefting, Killing the hand, and farting for a favour, When he fhould be about his bufineffe fweating ; She bid you goe, and pickt you out a purpofe, (one, To make your felfe a fortune by,a Lady,a Lady, and a lufty A lovely, that now you may goe look, fhe poyntcd ye, Knowing you were a man of worth and merit, And bid you fly, you have made a faire flight on't, You have caught a goofe. Rh, How dare you thus moleft me ? It cannot bee. A (hi Chr. Heark how the generall joy rings ! Pj. Have you your hearing left? is not that drunk too? For if you had been fober, you had been wife furc. Ru. Done ? who dares doe ? Py. It feems an honeft fellow, That has ended his Market before you be up, Chr. The fhame on't's a ftranger too. Py. 'Tis no fhame, He took her at her word, and tyed the bargaine, Dealt like a man indeed, flood not demurring, But clapt clofe to the caufe, as he will doe to the Lady s1 'Is a fellow of that fpeed and handfomnclle, He will get her with childe too, ere you fhall come to Is it not brave,a gentleman fcarce landed, (know him, Scarce eating of the aire here, not acquainted, No circumftance of love depending on him, Nor no command to fhew him, mutt ftart forth, At the firft fight to—- \ Ru. Iam undone, Py. Like an Oyfter: She neither taking vie w, nor value of him, Unto iuch deeds asthefe — -Pox o" thefe, Thefe wife delayings They make men cowards. You are undone as a man would undoe an egge, A hundred fhames about ye. ° Quif* Quifi I i i io4 The lflani Princejje. Qui far. Can it be poiiible, A Hanger that I have not knowne,not feen yet, A man I never grac'd ; O Captaine.Captaine, What fhali I doe? I am betray'd by fortune, It cannot be,it mult not be. Py. It is Lady, > And by my faith a hanfome Gentleman j ' Tis his poorc Schollers prize. « Qui far. Mull I be given Unto a man I never law,ne'rc fpoke with, I know not of what Nation? Py- Is a Portugall, And of as good a pitch he will be given to you Lady, Lor hee's given much to hanfome flefh. Quifar. Oh Ruy Dtas, This was your (loth,your fioth,your (loth Ruy Dias. Py. Your love floth, Unckle doe you find it now? You fhonld have done at firft,and faithfully ; Afa | And then the tother had iyed ready forye; One fcarce arrived,not harden d yet, not Madam,thegenerall joy comes. — ^ Our fa Read in dangers and great deeds,lea-lick, not feaWi Oh I have boy'd my lelfe. * Kin. This noble bulwarke, This launce and honor of our age and Kingdome • This that I never can reward, nor hope ' To be once worthy of the name of friend to, This, this man from the bowels of my fbrrowes Has new begot my name,and once more made me • Oh filter, if there may be thanks for this, Or any thing neere recompence invented. Ar. You are too noble lir,there is reward Above my a&ion too by millions: A recompence fo rich and glorious, I durll not dreame it mine,but that 'twas promjfeci. But that it was propounded,fworne and fealed ' Before the face of heaven,I durll not hope it, For nothing in the life of man, or merit, It is fo truly great, can elfe embrace it. Kin. O fpeake it,fpeake it,bleffe mine eares to he;- but with what comfort ? | Make me a happy man,to know it may be, V O . King,ArmuJii fa -(tine following. Quifar. Oh my deare brother what a joy runs through To lee you (afe again,your felfe, and mighty, (me, What a blell day is this ? Kin. Rife up faire filter, I am not welcome till you have embraced me. Ru. A generall gladnes fir flies through the City, And mirth poiTellcs all to fee your Grace arrive, Thus happily arrived againe,and fairely ; 'Twas a brave venture who fo e're put for it, A high and noble one,worthy much honor; And had it failed,we had not failed great fir, And in fhort time too to have forc'd the Governor, In fpight of all his threats. Kin. I thanke ye Gentleman. Ru. And all his fubtilties to let you free, With all his heart and will too. Kin. I know ye love me. Py. This had bin good with fomething done before it, Somthing let off to beautifie it, now it founds emptie like A Barbers bafon.pox there's no mettallin't,no noble mar- Ba. I have an army fir,but that the Governor, (row. The foolilh fellow was a little provident, And wife in letting flip no time, became him too, That would have icoured him elfe,and all his confines j That would have rung him fuch a pcale Py. Yes backward, To make doggs houle,I know thee to a farthing, Thy armye's good for hawkes,there's Nothing but fheeps hearts in it. Sy. 1 have done nothing fir, therefore I thinke it convenient I fay little what I purpofed, And what my love intended. Kin. I like your modeftie, And thanke ye royall friends,I know it griev'd ye To know my mifcrie; but this man Princes, I muft thanke heartily indeed and truly, Lor this man faw me in't,and redeemed me: He lookt upon me finking,and then caught me. This filter this,this allman, this all valouf, This pious man. Ru. My countenance, it fhames me, For ftill methinkes I am a prifoner. And feele no libertie before I find it. Ar. Then know it is your fifter,(he is.mine fir, I claime ^er by her owne word,and her honour; It was her open promife to that man That durft redeeme ye; Beauty fet me on, And fortune crownes me faire,if fhe receive me. , Kin. Receive ye fir — why fifter — ha - fo backwn Stand as you knew me not,nor what he has ventured My deareft fifter. Ar. Good fir pardon me, There is a blulliing modeftie becomes her, That holds her back; women are nice to wooelir; I would not have her forced,give her faire libertie; For things compell'd and frighted of foft natures, Turne into f eares,and fiye from their owne wifhes. Kin. Looke on my Quifar a fuch another, Oh all ye powers,fo excellent in nature, In honour fo abundanr. Quifar. I confeflfe fir, Contefle my word is paft too,he has purchafed; Yet good fir give me leave to thinke, but time To be acquainted with his worth and perfon; To make me fit to know it; we are both ftrangers, And how we fhould beleeve fo fuddenly, Or come to fallen our affections Alas,love has his complements. Kin. Befudden And certaine in your way,no womans doubles, Nor coy delayes,you are his,and fo allure it, Or caft from me and my remembrance ever; RefpeCt your word,I know you will,come filter, Lets fee what welcome you can give a prifoner, And what faire lookes a friend — Oh my moft noble j Princes, no dilcontents, but all be luftie, He that frownes this day is an open enemie: Thus in my armes my deare. Ar. You make mc blulh fir. Kin. And now lead on Our whole Court crowned wi th pleafure. Ru. Madam,defpaire not,fomething fhall be done} And fuddenly and wifely. Qui fa Ex. Py.Well he's a brave"fellow,& he has deferv'd herric- And you have had your hands full I dare fwear Get | i i I If 1 ? N Yi Sc Tl INi f Pin. I will, good Madam. According to mens Hates and dignities, Moneyes and moveables, you rate their dreames, And caftthe Nativity of their defires, If he reward well, all he thinks is profperous: And if he promiie place, his dreams are Oracles { Your ancient praftique Art too in thefe diicoveriu Who loves at luch a length, who a ipan farther, ' And who drawes home, yeeld you no little profit, For thefe yee milk by circumftance. Qut. Yee are cunning. Pin. And as they Oyleye,and advance your fpjn|£ So you draw out the lines of love, your doores too ' The doores of d eftiny, that men muft pafl'e throuoV Thefe are faire places. . 1 Pan. Heknowesall. Pin. Your trap doores, To pop fooies in it, that have no providence, Your iitle wickets,to work wife men,like wires throgbr And draw their Hates and bodies into Cobwebs, Your Pofterne doores, to catch thofe that are cautelous, And would not have the worlds eye finde their knaveries Your doores of danger, fome men hate a pleafure, Unleffe that may be full of feares; your hope doores, And thofe are fine commodities,where fooies pay For every new encouragement, a new cuflome; You have your doores of honour, and of pleafure; But thole are for great Princes, glorious vanities, That travell to be famous through difeafes; There be the doores of povertie and death too: But thefe you doe the beft you can to damme up, For then your gaiue goes out. - (M Qui. This is a rare le&ure. Pin. Read to them that underftand. Pan. Befhrcw me, I dare not venture on ye, y ee cut too keen fir, Qui. We thank you fir for your good mirth \Em You are a good Companion. 1 fV. Here comes the Princefle now,attend your bufinefie.' Quijar. Is there no remedy ? no hopes can help me? ,No wit to let me free ? whole there hoe ? Qui fan. Troubled ? her looks are almoftwildc; What ailes the PrincefTe ? I know nothing fhe wants. Qufar. Who's that there with you? Oh Signeur Piniero ? you arc moft welcome: How does your noble uncle ? Pin. Sad as you are Madam : But he commends his fervice, and this Letter. Quifar. Goe off, attend within Faire fir,I tbinljti Pray be no Hranger, for indeed you are welcome j For your owne vermes welcome. Quif. We are mifiaken, Tbisris fome brave fellow fure. Pan. I'me fure hee's a bold fellow: But if foe hold him fo, we muft beleeve it. , Quifar. Doe you know of this faire fir ? Pin. I ghefle it Madam, And whither it intends .• I had not brought it elfe. Quif. Itisabufineffe of no common reckoning- Pin. The handfomer for him that goes about it; Slight aftions are rewarded with flight thanks '• Give me a matter of fome waight to wade in. Quif. And can you love your Uncle fo diretfl}'; So fenoufly, and io fell, to undertake this ? Can there be Inch a faith ? » \ • bail'J fo ftrongly on, my roomes are landuaries, 'I with that reverence they that leeke my Favours, If j himlblc feares, Ihall render their approches. ' \4rm. Mine are noleffe. | Cuitr 1am Miltns ofmy 1 e ' |. yibefo.I will not be thus vihted ; Ke feares and dangers thruft into my piivacy, & further off,I leery out elfe. I Arm, Oh deare Lady ! : QrSxr-1 fee dilhonour in your eyes. I Am. There is none: _ ; Ry all that beauty they are innocent I pray ve tremble not,you have noca.ife. ; 0*ij*. Jledyefirft; I Before you have your will, be tome in peeces; [belittle ftrength I have left me to refill: you, pie tods will give me more,before I am fore'd To that I hate, or fuffer— jrr». You wrong my duty. Qr.tfv. So bale a violation of my liberty ? Iknowyou are bent unnobly ; Fie take to me i Thetpiritof a man,borrow his boldnelfe, And force my womans feares into a madnelfe, And ere you arrive at what you aime at Arm. Lady, Ifthere be in you any womans pitty ? And ifyour feares have not proclam'd me monftrous? Lookeonme and beleeve me; is this violence? Isitto fallthus proftrate to your beauty A ruffins boldnelfe/ is humility a i udenefle? The griefes and lorrowes that grow here an impudence ? lhele forcings, and thefe feares 1 bring along with me, Thele impudent abufes offered ye; Andthushigh hasyour brothers favour blowne me : Alas deare Lady of my life, I came not With any purpof e rough,or defperate, With any thought that was not fmooth and gentle As your faire hand,with any doubt or danger, 1 ar be it from my heart to fright your quiet; j A heavy curfe light on it when I intend it. Qttifar, Now I dare heare you. dm. if I had been milchievous, | As then I mull be mad ; or were a monfter, If any luch bale thought had harbour'd here, Or violence that became not man , '011 tave a thoufand bulwarkes to allure you, Tne holy powers beare {hieIds to defend chaftityj our honour and your vertues are fuch armours; ! 0|jr c'fac thoughts fuch. defences j if you misdoubt ftill, • M yet retaine a feare 1 am not hoqeft, °®e with impure thoughts to this place j „ c.this,and Iheath it heare} be your own fafety; • wue,and rid your fcares, and let me perilh; willing fliall i fleepe to latisfie you- 'J Ru. Does this become you Princefle ? Arm. The Captain's jealous, J ealous of that he never duriftddferve,yeLp .. Go freely,go He give thee leave. Y^oolvh: j Rh. Your leave fir? Arm. Yes my leave fir,Tie not be troubled neither, Nor lhall my heart ake,or my head bp j e^puf, | Nor ftrange lufpitious thoughts reigne iq my memory Goon.anddothy worft.rielmileatthee; f I kilfe your faire hand firft,then farewell Captaine. 'Ex. Qui far.What a pure loule inherits here/what innocence? Sure I was blind when I firft lov'd this fellow, And long to live in that fogg fill: how he bluffers I Ru. Am I your property ? or thofe your flatteries, The banquets that ye bid me to, the truft i build my goodly hopes.on ? Oh far. Be more temperate. Ru. Are thefe the fhewes of your refpeft and favour? What did he here ? what language had he with ye ? Did ye invite ? could ye flay no longer ? I s he fo gratious in your ey e ? Qutfar.Yoa are too forward. Ru.Why at thefe private houres? Oh far,To* are too faucy, ' Too impudent to taske me with thofe erours: Do ye know what I am fir,and my prerogative ? Though you be a thing I haue cal'd bi^lV name of friend, I never taught you to dilpofe my liberty ; How durft you touch mine, honour ? Ljpt my meanings ? And name an a&ion,and pf mine but noble? Thou poore unworthy thing,how.have I grae'd thee ? How have I nourilht thee, and railed thee bouFely ? Are thefe the gratitudes ypu bring Ruy Dias i The thankes ? the fervices ? I am fairely paid; Was'c not enough I faw thou wert a Coward, And lhaddowed thee ? no noble Iparkle in thee ? Dayly provok'd thee,and ftill found thee coward ? no The ljland PrinceJJe. t Rais'd noble caufes for thee, ftrangers ftarted at; Yet ftill, ftill, ftill a Coward, ever Coward; And with thofe taints, doft thou upbraid my vcrtues ? Ruy.I was too blame Lady. huifar. So blindly bold to touch at my behaviour> Durft thou but lookeamifl'e at my allowance ? If thou hadft been a brave fellow, thou hadft had fome li- Somc liberty I might have then allowed thee (cence, Lor thy good face, fome fcope to have argued with me; But being nothing but a found, a fhape, The meere figne of a Souldier— of a Lover, The dregs and draffy part, difgrace and jealoulie, I fcorne thee,and contcmne thee. King. I do heare, but before I give rath credit, Or hang too light on beliefe,which is a fin father •, Know I have found 'em gentle,faithfullyvaliant, And am in my particular,bound to 'em, I meane to fome for my molt ftrange deliverance. Gov. O Son,the future aimes cf men, obfervemt) Above their prefent adions, and their glory, Are to be look'd at: the ftars fhew many turnings, /f you could fee,marke but with my eyes pupill, T hefe men came hether as my vifipn tels me, Poore.weatherbeaten, almott loft,ftarv'd, feebled, Their vcffels like themfelves, molt miferable-, Made a long fute for traffique, and for comfort, To vent their childrens toy es, cure their difcafes: They had their fute,they landed,and too th' rate Gre w rich and powerfulffuckt the fat,and freedomt Of this molt bleffed /fle, taught her to tremble, Witnefle the Cattle here,the Cittadell, Exit. I They have clapt upon the necke of your Tidrn, ' This happy town, till that the knew thefe ftrangers, To check her when fhee's jolly. Kin. They have fo indeed father. Gov. Take heed,take heed,/find yout fairedeliver Though you be pleas'd to glorifie that fortune, And rhinke theie ftrangers Gods,take beed / lay, / find it but a hanfome preparation, A faire fae'd Prologue to a further mifchiefe: i r i,* * Afaore Priefb ! Markebutthe endgood King, thepin he Chootesat Enter Kingymd Governor tk. j | That was the man deliver'd yc; the mirrour, Your Sifter is his due; what's (he, your heire fir I And what's he a kin then to the Kingdome ? But heires are not ambitious, who then fuffers ? Ru. DcareftLady, if/have been too free Qttifar.Thou haft been too fooliih, And goe on ftill, I'le ftudy to forget thee, I would / could, and yet /pitty thee. Rn. /amnot worth it,if I were, that's mifery, The next doore is but death, I muft aime at It. Exit. A But Quartw. Scana prima. Ktn.^Oe far and truly y The former currents of my life and fortune, f* % *1 \ J r, m ^ ^ ^ . bourrdtblatknowledg And certainly to credit your predkftions Of what arc yet to come. Gov. 1 am no Iyef, Tis ftrange I fhc5uld,and live fonieare a t But thefe are Hof my ends. ' Kin. Pray ye fit good Father, Go'v.I, theft's well now.and let me worke then ) I'le make y e I have liv'd a long time fbrt,a mewd up man Seqdefter'd by the lpeciall hand of heaven From the worlds vanities,bid farewell to follies, And fhookc hands with all heats of youth and pleafures, As in a dreamc tbefc twenty yeares /have flumber'd, Many a coldmoorre have 1 in meditation, And fearching out the hidden wils of heaven, Laine fhaking under,many a burning Sun Has fear'd my body,and boyl'd up my bloud, Fecbl'd my knees,and ftampt a Meagerneffc Upon my figure,all to find out knowledge, Which I have now attained too, thankes to heaven, All for my countries good too,and many a vifion, Mapy a mjfticke vifion have I fecn fon, Afi'Tmany a fight from heaven which has been terrible, Wherein the goods and evils of thefe Hands Were lively fhadowed; many a charge I have had too, Still as the time grew ripe to reveale thefe, To ttavell and difcqverjnow / am come fon. The houre is now appointed, My tongue is touch'd, and now I fpeake. Km. Do holy man,/'ie heare ye. gov. Beware theie Portugals, /fay beware 'em, Thefe ImOoth fae'd ftrangers, have an eye upon 'cm. The caufe is now the God's,heare,and bclccve King, What . w „ The miferable people ? what (hall they doe / Kin. He points at truth direttly. Gov. Thinke of thefe fon .• The per fon,nor the manner I miflike not Of your preferver, nor the whole man togetl Were he but feafon'd in the faith we are, Ne, our devotionslcarn'd. Kmg. You fay right father. Gov. To change our worfhips now,and our Rdif To be tray tor to our God ? King. You have well advifed me, And / will ferioufly confider father, In the meane time you fhall have your faire acceffc Unto my fitter,idvife her to your purpole, And let me ftill know how the Gods determine. G*v. I will,but my maine end is to advife The deftruftion of you all,a generall ruine, And then I am revcng'd,let the Gods whittle^ & ■ I • 4 d ,$ ^ % ntH Enter Rtty Diat,and Pyniero. Rhj. /ndecd,/ am right glad ye were not grcedi: And fuddaine in performing what / wild you,, Upon the pcrfon of Armujia, I was affraid,for I well knew your valour, And love to me. Py. 'I'was not a faire thing unckle, /t fhewd not hanfome,carried no man in it. Rny. I muft confeffe 'twas ill,and /abhor k, Only this good has rifen from this evill; /have tried your honeftie,and find proofe, A conftancie that will not be corrupted. And I much honour it. Py. This Bell founds better. ii4 "The lfland Princeffe. To every bird that flies,and every wornie. How terribly I fhake ? Is this the venture ? The tryall that you talktoft"? where have I bin ? And how forgot my felfe ? how loft my memorie ? When did I pray orlooke up ftedfaftly ? Had any goodnes in my heart to guide me ? That I fhould give this vantage to mine enemie; The enemie to my peace,forlake my faith. Quifar. Come,come, 1 know yc love me. Ar. Love ye this way.' This mod deftroying way ?fureyou but jeft Lady. Quif. My love and life are one way. Ar. Love alone then,and mine another way, I'le love dileafes firft, Doate on a villaine that would cut my throat, Wooe all afflictions of all forts,kilfe crueltiej | Have mercy heaven,how have I been wandring ? | Wandrin^ | How have i flcpt like Corke upon a water, ! And had no feeling of the ftorme that toft me ? Trod the blinde paths of death ? torfooke alliirance, Eternitie of bleffedneffe for a woman ? For a young hanfome face hazard my being ? Quif. Are not our powers eternall fo their comforts ? As great and full of hopes as yours ? Ar. They are puppits. Gov. Now marke him fir, and butobferve him nearly, yfr.Their comforts like themlclves,cold fenfeles outfidesj You make 'cm ficke,as we are, peevilly mad, Subject to age, and how can they cure us, That are not able to refine themfelves ? Qutf.Thc Sun & Mooniwe worfhip,thofc are heavenly, And their bright influences we beieevc. Ar. Awayfoole, I adore the Maker of that Sun and Moone, That gives thole bodies light and influence, That pointed out their paths,and taught their motions; They are not fo great as we, they are our fervants, Plac'd there to teach us time, to give us knowledge Of when and how thefwellings of the maineaire, And their returnes agen; they are but our ftewards To make the earth fat with their influence, That fhe may bring forth her increale and feed us. Shall I fallfrom this faithtopleafe a woman ? For her embraces bring my foule to ruine ? I lookd you fhould have laid,make mc a Cbriftian, Worke that great cure,for 'tis a great one woman 3 That labour truly doe performe, that venture The crowne of all great trialfand the faireft : I lookd ye fhould have wept and kneel'd tobeg it, Walht oft your mift of ignorance, with waters Pure and repentant,from thofe eyes; I lookt You fliould have brought me your chief god ye woi He that you offer humane bloud and life to, N And made a lacrifice of him to memorie, Beat downe his Altars, ruin'd his talfe Temples. Gov. Now you may fee. Q*f- Take heed,you goe too far fir, And yet I love to heare him; I muft have ye, And to that end I let you ftorme a little; 6 I know there muft be fome ftrife in your bofome To coole and quiet ye,ere you can come backe t 1 know old friends cannot part fuddenly, There will be iome let ftill, yet I muft have ye, Have ye of my faith too,and fo in joy ye. Arm. Now I contemne ye,and I hate my fclfe For looking on that face iafcivioufly, And it lookes ugly now methinkes. Qui far. How Portugall? Ar. It lookes like death it felfe, to which 'twou'd l Your eyes refemble pale difpaire, they fright me, ( And in their rounds a thoufand horrid ruines, : Methinkes I feejand in your tongue heare fearefully The hideous murmurs of weake foules have luffQ>,, Get from me,I defpife ye,and know woman, ' That for all this trap you have laid to catch my 1ft « To catch my immortall life,I hate and curie ye, Contemne your deities,fpurne at their powers, And where I meet your maumet Gods,lie fwing 'em Thus o're my head,and kick'em into puddles, Nay I will out of vengeance fearch your Temples, And with thole hearts that ferve my God, dcmolifh Your fhamblesof wild worfhips. Gov. Now, now you heare fir. Arm. I will have my faith fince you are fo crafty, The glorious crolfe,although I love your brother; Let him frowne too, I will have my devotion, And let your whole State ftorme. J£V».Enter and take him; I am forry friend that I am fore'd to do this. Gov. Be fure you bind hiijri faft. Qui far. But ufe him nobly. King Had it to me been done3I had forgiven it, And ftill preferv'd you fake,but to our Gods fir Quifar. Methinkes I hate "em now, Kin. To our Religion, To thefe to be thus ltubborne,thus rebellious To threaten them. Arm. Ufe all your violence, I aske no mercy,nor repent my words; I fpit at your belt powers; I ferve one, Will give me ftrength to fcourge your gods. Go v.Away with him. Arm.To grind 'em into bafe duft, and difperle'ci That never more their bloudy memories Gov. Clap him clofe up. JKVw.Good friend be cooler. Arm. Never; Your painted fitter I defpife too. X/flf.Softly. sArm.And all her devillifh arts laugh and fcorocsi, Mocke her blind purpofes. King. You muft be temperate; Offer him no violence I command you ftridly. Gof.Now thou art up I fhal'i have time tofpeake:.; Quif. Oh how I love this man, how truly honour 10 A61m Sc And bring the feverall tortures out. Qui far. Stand faftfir, And feare 'em not,you that have ftept fo nobly j Into this pious triall ftart not now, Keepc on your way,a virgin will affift ye, A virgin won by your faire cpnflancy, They are vatne and flying vapors Tis ready for ye, put it to what teft touch my life, It fflall pleafe ye, I am patient ■, but for the reft And glorying that ffle is won fop, All dye by ye; I have touch'd ye every way, tried ye moft honed:, Perfed,and good,chafte,blufhing chafte, and temperit: Valiant,without vameglory, modeft,flayed, No rage,or light affection ruling in you: Indeed,the perfed ichoole of worth I find ye, The temple of true honour. Arm. Whether will fhe ? What do you infer by this faire argument Lady? Qutfar. Your faith,and your religion muft beHkcyt, They that can fhew you thele,muft be pure mirtours, When theftreamcs flow clcareand faire, what tree I do embrace your faith fir,and your fortune;(fountaire. Go one,l wiilaflilt ye,f feele a fparkle here, A lively fpar>ve that kindles my affedion, And tels me it will rife to flamesof glory: Let 'em put on their angers,fuffer nobly, Shew me the way,and when I faint inftrud me; And if I follow not— Arm O blefled Lady, Since thou art won,let me begin my triumph, Come clap your terrors on. Qui far. All your fell tortures. For there is nothing he fflall fuffer brother, I fweare by new faith which is moft (acred, And I will keepe it fo but I will follow in, And follow to a fcruple of affiidion, In fpight of all your Gods without prevention. Gov. Death ffle amazes me. King. What fflall be done now ? Gvfhey mult dye both, And fuddenly ,they will corrupt all elfe; This woman makes me weary of my mifchiefc, She (hakes me,and ffle ftaggers me, go in fir, l ie fee the execution. I 7 he I Hand Princelji. "7 ' ^ -• r iofuddainc i \. au my friends and lifters perifa. if W | .oa'd i Were lafe at home agen. ^ £^r Me finger. SaV .-r Arms* arme , fence,the Cattle playes and thunders, S'(k|0' Rocks, and the houfes flye ith* aire, fl'i „i,, dVeforfe*re--Captaine Ray Bias, £ S an Oath he wM not leave a {tone here j HJS® _ m»inory, here has Good a City, He Ar»*fi* be d eliver'd fairely* r l have my feares: what can oar gods do now for us? r Be patientjBat keep him ftill: he is a cure fir , 1 hnrh race and Cannon: goe and fortifie, Cptinfefcrnakethe Pallace fure, <3 let 'em know you are a King: look nobly; i ,\e your courage to ye; keep ciofe the prifoner, And under command, we are betray'd elfe. A, How ioyfutly I goe > Quifur. Take my heart with thee. tov. 1 hold a Wolfe by the eare now .• Fortune free me. Exeunt. ; 4 V —4 J ./|J J ^ t Enter foure Townes-mcn. 1. Heaven bleffe us, -i What a thundring's here f what fire-fpitting ? We cannot drinke, but our Cans are maid amongft us. 2, ivvou'd they would mall our skorestoo : Shame o'their Guns,I thought they had been bird-pots, Or great Candlecates, how devilillily they bounce. And how the Bullets borrow a piece of a houle here, There another, and mend thofe up agea With another parilh; hereiiyes a poudring-tub, The meat ready roafted & there a barrel pilling vinegar And they two over-taking tne top of a high Steeple, Newly off for a fallet. 3, A vengeance fire 'em. 2, Nay they fire fall: enough { Youneednot help 'em. 4. Are thefethe Portngall Bulls 1 " How loud they feellow ? (laces 2. Their horns are plaguie ftrong,they pulh down Pal- They tolfe our little habitations like whelps, Likegrindle-taiks, with their heeles upward ; All the windo wes ith' town dance a new trench-more, blefied age for Glafiers, iraeta hand and a Twt-pr in't in greatfoaftcj ^ runningafter it, As if the Arme had forgot part of his arrant. Heads ilte-like foot-balls every where. J> What lhall we doe ? t' I care not, my fhop's cancell'd, And all the Pots and earthen pans in't vanilh't: There was a Gtigle Bullet and they together by the eares; iou would have thought Tom Tumbler had been there, And all his troop of devills. 3- bet's to the King, 'd get this gentleman deliver'd handfomely; this hand there's no walking above ground elfe. J. By this leg— Let me lwcare nimbly by it, for I know not how long I lhall owe it, If I were out oth' T.owne once, if 1 came in agen to «ch my breakfaft, I will give 'em leave to cram me -1th a Portugal! pudding Coins,let's doe any thing 0 appeale this thunder, Exeunt• En.er Pyniere, and Panura. Pyn. Art fureit was that blindeprieft? Pan. Yes molt certaine, He has proVok't all this 5 the King is mercifull, And wondrous loving; but he fires him on ftill, And when he cooles enrages him, I know it, threatens new vengeance, and the gods fierce jtiftice When he but looks with faire eyes on A r mafia, Will lend him no time to relent; my royall Miftris, She has entertain'd a Chriftian hope. Py- Speake truely. Fan. Nay'tis moll true, but Lord, how be lies at her, And threatens her, and flatters her, and dams her, And I feare, if not fpeedily prevented, If fihe continue-ftour, both lhall be executed. Py. He kiffe thee for this newes .• nay more Panura, If thou wilt give me ieave, He get thee with Chriftian, The belt: way to convert thee. Tan. Make me believe fo. Py. 1 willy'faith. But which way cam'ft thou hither ? The Pallace is dole guarded, and barricado'J. Pan. I came through a private vault, wbichfew there It riles in a Temple not farre hence, ' /'know of; Clofe by the Caftle here. Py. How—To what end ? Pan A good one: fo give ye knowledge of my new-borne Miftris, And in what doubt Armufia Hands, - ... 1 J * r;. — — — ••• n? V 11^, And they are hardn'd alfo. Py. The damn'd Prieft- > flop '< come in, me thinks Religion Should teach more temperate leffons. Py. He the fire-brand? He dare to touch atluch faire lives as theirs are? Well Prophet, I lhall ptophelie,I lhall catch ye, When allyoqr Prophecies will not redeem yee ? Wilt thou doe one thing bravely ? Pa. Any good I am able. (vertuous Py. And by thine owne white hand lie fweare thou »r And & brave wench,durli thou but guide, me prefently Through the fame vault thou cam'ft into the Pallace, And thofe I lhall appoyht, fuch as I thinke fit. Pa. Yes, I will doe it, andluddenly^nd truely. Py. I wou'diaine behold this Prophet. Pa. Now I have yee; And lhall bring yee where ye lhall behold him, Alone too, and unfurnilh'd of defences; That lhall be my care; but you muft not betray me. Py. Doft thou think we are fo bale? fuch Haves, rogues! Pd. I doe not: And you lhall fee how fairely He worke for ye. Py. I muft needs lfeale thaf Prieft, Steale him, and hang him. Pa. Do any thing to remove his mifehif^ftnmgkhim--. Pya Come prethee love. Pa. You'll offer me no foule play? The Vault is darke. Py. 'Twas well remember'd. Pa. And ye may But I hold ye honeft. • Py. Honeft enough, I warrant thee. (the place Pa. I am but a poore weak wench; and what witl Anc The Ijland Trincejje. And your perfwafions Sir — but I hope you will not; Yon know we are often cozn'd. ' lPj. If thou doft feare me, Why doft thou put ma in minde.? Pa. To let you know fir, Though it be in your power, and things fitting to it, Y et a true gent. Pj. /know what hee'll doe: Come and remember me, and lie aniwer thee, He anfwer thee to the full; wee'll call at th'Caftle, And then my good guide do thy will; fha't finde me A very tradable man. Pa. I hope / {hall fir. Exeunt. Enter Bakam, Sjana, and Souldiers, Paki Let my men guard the gates. Sjan. And mine the Temple, For feare the honour of our gods ftiould fuffer, And on your lives be watchhill. Ba. And be valiant; And let's lee, if thefe Portugalls dare enter ; What their high hearts dare doe : Let's fee how readily, The great Ruj Dtas will,redeem his Countrey-men ; He fpeaks proud words, and threatens. Sj. He is approv'd fir, K And will put taire for what he promifes j I could wifh friendlier tcrmes, Yet for our Liberties, and for our gods, We are bound in our beftfervice % Even in the hazard of our lives. Enter the King above. Kin. Come up Princes, Friend be not defperate. Ar. Ifcorneyour courtefies; Strike when you dare, a faire arme guide the Gunn And may he let flye ftill with fortune: friend, Doe me the honour of a fouldiers funcralls, The laft faire Chriftian right, fee me ith' ground And let the pallace burne firft, then the Temples' And on their fcorn'd gods ereft my monument:' Touch not the Princefle, as you are a fouldier. Qui far. Which way you go, fir, I mult follow neceflary. One life, and one death. Kin. Will you take a truce yet ? Enter Pjniero, Sox.a, and Souldters with the Governour. Pj. No, no.goe on : Look here your god, your Prophet. King. How came he taken I Pj. I Conjur'd for him King. I am lure Curre at an old 61inde Prophet, lie haunt ye fuch a falfe knave admirably • A terrier I; I eartht him, and then fhapt him. Sox,. Saving the reverence of your grace, wcllolcp- E'ne out of the next chamber to yee. Pj. Come, come, begin King, Begin this bloudy matter when you dare; And yet I fcorne my fword ihould touch the rafcall lie teare him thus before ye. Ha Pulls hie Beard mi And give your co'unfells, and your helpes, the Fort ftill j Oh What art thou King. How's this 1 Art thou a Prophet I Ru. Come downe Princes. Kin. Weareabus'd € C m Playes fearfully upon us, beats our buildings And turnes our people wild with feares. Ba. Send for the prifoner, # j Off which his chaines. And no w my noble filler, Re joycc with me, I know yee are pleas'd as I am. Pv. Thic tea nroHaiio^ And give us leave to argue. Exit Ba. and Sj. Then, What make y Why Don Govern: Enter Ruj Djas, Emanuel,Chrifiojh. Pedro,with Seuld. 1 ^ |^|^| A . g M •. , # . Ru. Come on nobly, And let the Fort play ftill, we are Strong enough to look upon 'em, And returne at pleafure ; it may Be on our view they will returne him. Chr. We will returne 'em fuch thanks elfe, Shall make 'im fcratch where it itches not. a Em. How the people ftare, And forne cry, fome pray, and fome curfe heartily .•] But it is the Kin- ' 6 Bakam, Quifara, Armnfia, with Souldters above. Ruj. I cannot blame their wifedomes, They are all above, Armufia chain'd and bound too ? O thefe are thankfull Squiers. Ba. Heareus Ruj Bias, Be wife and heare us, and give fpeedy anfwer, Command thy Cannon prefently to ceafe, No more to trouble the affli&ed People, Or luddenly Armu fas head goes oft, Asfuddcnly asfaid. Em. Stay Sir,be moderate. Arm. Doe nothing that's dilhonourable Ruj Djas, Let not the feare of me mafter thy valour; Furfue "em ftill, they are bafe malitious people. ^ mMwm f v ^ VM Ruj. VVhy what a wretch Art thou to work this mifchiefe ? To affume this holy fhape to ruine honour, Honour and chaftity ? Entqr King, and ad from above. Gov. I had pa^d you all, But fortune plaid the flut. Come, Give me my doome. King. I cannot fpeak for wonder. Gov. Nay,'tis/fir, And here I ftay your fentence. King. Take her friend, You have halfe perfwaded me to be a Chriftian, And with her all the joyes, and all the bleflings. VVhy what dreame have we dwelt in ! Ru. Allpeaeetoyee, And all the happinefle of heart dwell with ye, Children as fweet and noble as their Parents. Pj. And Kings at leaft. Ar. Good Sir forget my rafhnefle. And noble Princefle,for I was once angrie, And out of that might utter fome diftemper, Think not 'tis my nature. Sja. Your joy is ours lir, And nothing we finde in ye,But mod noble. Kmg. To prifon with this dog, there let himb< And it he can repent,figh out his villanics: His Ifland we (hall feize into our bands, The I (Iand Princejje, U a % ) f w ,:d bimfelfe have bothufurp'd it, ^ ? fi/bv oppreffion; the Towneand Caftle, fep " felfe molt milerable, ln „a honourable friend redeem'd me, I bellow on you, Si§Ilt eft of next command upon theft gentlemen, Se all my l°ve- . j ' o brave Ttiy Dtds^ You have ftarted now beyond me. I mull thank ye, And thank ye for my life, my wife and honour. Ruj. I am glad / had her for you fir. I(ixg.Come Princes, Come friends and lovers all, come noble gentlemen, No more guns now, nor hates, but joyes and triumphes, An univetfall gladnelfe fiye about us : And know however fubtili men dare call, And promife wrack,the gods give peace at lad. ExCHKt, FINIS. n lclic i Ml m) s 1 ' • ^ . i a t. % / ■I i leutenant \ 'The Humorous Lieutendnt. ; f r^asaffraid they would have beat me; r L*> flies play i'th Sunlhine ? pray ye no fervices, fe n«ds ^ play the hobby-horfes, 'Llofljcbeautie that afFecfts 'em : farewell, ijfurjv vefpare: Gentlemen I am old enough t to alone at thefe yeares,without crutches. Exit. ///h\Vel,l could curie now.-butthat will not help me, J7,' fure account of this wench now, immediately, !fbut confider how the devill has croft me, Jleate for my Mafter «he cries, weU " 5 Em. -Once more fir, We askeyour reiolutions: peace or war yet ? D as I expeCl y e: will; your young companions ou u n i 'erwith ye, I hope Demetrius, Enter , r 1 fouldiers too:they muft not leave y t.Leon. J^Nevet till fife leave us fir; '*■ 0 Leontius, l.]\°rke for you in hand. ■0t b'1 am Cv'n right glad fir. . / ny troath, I am now grown old with idlenefle; f l* fhall abroad fir. C who fh?and Prefentiy» tftinkcs you commands now ? Exit.Ant. And with the proudeft of thine enemies Exchange for bloud,and bravely: take his counfell. Leo.Yourgrace hath made me young again,and wanton. Ant.She muft be known and fuddenly • when you have Come in and take your leave fir, and fome few; ('done Prayers along. Ant. Do ye know her ? Gent. Char. No, beleevc fir. ssfnt. Did you obferve her Tymon ? Tym. I look'd on her, But what fhe is — Ant. I muft have that found. Tym. WeU fir. Dem. I know my duty, You fhall be halfe my father. Leo. All your Servant: Come Gentlemen,you are refolv'd 1 am fure To fee thefe wars. I Gent. We dare not leave his fortunes, Though moft affured death hung round about us. That bargaines yet to make; Be not too haftyjWhen ye face the Enemie, Nor too ambitious to get honour inftantly, But charge within your bounds, and keepeclofe bodies, And you fhall fee what fport wee'l make thefe mad-caps; You fhall have game enough,I warrant ye, Every mans Cock fhall fight. • Dem. I muft go fee fir; Brave fir,as foone as I have taken leave, I'le meet yoli in the Parck j Draw the men thether, Waitc you % i j i * ! Men. There lies the marrow of the matter hid yet. Ant. Has't thou been with thy wife ? Men. No fir, I am going to her. Ant. Goe and difpatcb, and meet me in the garden, And get all out ye can. Exit. Men. lie doe my bed fir. Exit. Tym. Bleft be thy wife, thou wert an arrant affe elfe. Char. I, (he is a (tirring woman indeed: There's a brainc,brother. Tym. There's not a handfouie wench of any mettle Within an hundred miles, but her intelligence Reaches her, and out-reaches her, and brings her As confidently to Court,as to a ianfluary : What had his mouldybraines ever arriv'd at, Had not (he beaten it out oth' flint to faften him ? 1 hey fay (he keeps an office of Concealements: There is no young wench, let her be a Saint, Unleffe (he live ith" Center, but (he findesher, And every way prepares addreffes to her: If my wife would have followed her courfe Char: tit hut, Her lucky courfe, I had the day before him: 0 what might I have been by this time,Brother ? But (he (forfooth) when I put thefie things to her, Thefe things of honeft thrift,groans, o my confidence, The load upon my confcience.when to make us cuckolds, They have no more burthen then a brood-goofe,brother; But let's doe what we can, though this wench faile us, Another of a new way will be looktat : Come, let's abroad, and beat our brains, time may For all his wifedomc, yet give us a day. Ex. Scarne. a. Drum within, AllArme. Enter Demetrius nnd Leant ins. \ " ' m \ * \ Dem. I will not fee 'em fall thus,give me way fir, 1 (hall forget you love me elfe. Lee. VVillyelofeall ? For me to be forgotten, to be hated, Nay never to have been a man,is nothing, So you, and thofe we have preferv'd from (laughter Come lafely off. fhm. I have loft my felfe. eo. Youarecozn'd. I 9 * Dem. And am moft miferable. Lee. There's no man fo, but he that makes himfelf fo. Dem. I will goe on, y Leo. You muft not: I (hall tell you then, And tell you true, that man's unfit to gov erne, T hat cannot guide himfelfe; you lead an Army ? That have not fo much manly lufTrance left yee, To beare a lofle ? Dem. Charge but once more Leontins, My friends and my companions are engag'd all. Leo. Nay give *em loft, I faw 'em off cheir horfes, And the enemy mailer of their Armes; nor could then, The polic.ie,nor ftrength of man redeem 'em. Dem. And (hall I know this, and ftand fooling ? Leo. By my dead fathers foule youliir not, fir, Or if you doe, you make.your way through me fir ft. Dem. Thou art a Coward. Leo. To prevent a Madman. None but your fathers Son, durft call me fo, 'Death if he did—-Muft I be (candall'd by ye, < That hedg'd in all the helps I had to f ave y e ? That, where there was avaliaut weapon ft firing, Both fcarch'd it out, and fingl'd it, unedg'd it, XI lure I think ye honeft; wondrous honeft. mv doe not fro wne, He (wear ye are. i>'»> Ye may choofe. Cel. But how long will ye be away.? Dem. I know not. Ql I know you are angry now: pray look upon me: Leo. Now fir, 1 Mai. I have wrought her. Leu. You know for whom fhe is i 1 0, >1 d ii V J?y V e /* I The Humorous Lieutenant. z-w. No, no, by this hand fir, We fought hKe noneir anu i««. Antig. I know't Leonttm ; or if I thought Negleft of rule, having his councell with ye, Or too vatne-glorious appetite of fame, Your men forgot, and fcatter'd. Leo. None of thelefir, He fhew'd himlelfe a noble gentleman, Every way apt to rule. Ant. Thefe being granted j Why fhould you think you have done an aft lo hainous, That nought but diicontent dwells round about ye ? I have lolt a Battaile. Leo. I, and fought it hard too. Ant. With as innch meanes as man— Leo. Or devill could urge it. Ant. Twenty to one of our fide now. Leo. Turne Tables, Beaten like dogs againe, like Owles,you take it To hart for flying but a mile before 'em, And to fay truth, 'twas no flight neither fir, 'Twas but a walke, a handfome walke, I have tumbl'd with this old body,beaten like a ftock-fifh, And (tuck with arrowes, like an arming Quiver, Blouded and bang'd, alraoft a day before'em, And glad 1 have got off then. Here's a mad (haver, He fights his fhare I am fnre,when ere he comes to't j Yet I have feen him trip it tithely too. And cry the devill take the hindinoft ever. Lien. I learn'd it of my betters. Leo. Boudge at this? Ant. Has fortune but oneface ? Lieu. In her beft vizard, Me thinks fhe looks but lowzily. Ant. Chance, though (he faint now, And fink below our expectations, Is there no hope left ftrong enough to boy her ? Hem. Tisnot this day, I fled before the enemie, And ioit my people, left mine honour murder'd, My mayden honour, never to be rarafom'd, (Which to a noble foule is too too fencible) Afflifts me with this fadneffe; mod of thefe, Time may turne ftraight againe, experience pcrfeft, And new fwords, cut new wayes to nobler fortunes. OI have loft .. Ant. As you are mine forget it t I doe not think it loffe. Demet. O fir, forgive me, I have loft my friends,thofe worthy foules bred with me, I have loft my felfe, they were the pieces of me; I have loft all Arts, my Schooles are taken from me, Honour and Armes, no emulation left me .• I liv'd to fee thefe men loft, look'd upon it; Thefe men that t win'd their loves to mine,their vertues, 0 fhameof fhames, I faw, and could not fave'em, This carries fulphure in't ,this burnes and boyles me, And like a fatallTombe beftrides my memorie. Antig. This was hard fortune, but if alive, and taken, They fhall be ranfom'd * let it be at Millions. Dem. They are dead, they arc dead. Lieu. When would he weep for me thus ? 1 may be dead, and powdcr'd. Leo. Good Prince, grieve not: We are not certaine of their deaths: the enemy, Though he be hot,and kcene, Yet holds good Quarter. What noyfe is this ? Great Shout within, Enter Gentlemen. Lieu. He doe's not follow us ? Give me a fteeple top. Leo. They live, they live fir. Ant. Hold up your manly face; They live, they arc here, Son. Hem. Thefe are the men. i Gent.They are, and live to honour ye. Hem.How fcap't ye noble friendsfme thought IU. Even in the j awes of death. 2. Gent. Thanks to our folly, That fputr'd us on j we were indeed hedg'd round ir,- And ev'n beyond the hand of fuccour beaten, ' Unhors'd, difarm'd : and what we lookt for then fir Let fuch poore weary foules that heare the Bell toil And fee the grave a digging,tell. Hem. For heaven fake Delude mine eyes no longer: how came ye off? i. Gent. Againft all txpeftation: the brave Selencm I thinke this day enamour'd on your vertue, When, through the Troops, he faw ye fhoot liktk And at your manly courage all tooke fire, And after that, the miferie we fell too, * The never-certaine fate of war confidering, As we ftood all before him, fortunes ruines, , Nothing but death expefting, a fhort time He made,a ftand upon our youths and fortunes/' Then with an eye of mercy inform'd his judgement, How yet unripe we were, unblowne,unhardend, Unfitted for iuch fatall ends j he cryed out to us, Goe Gentlemen,commend me to your Matter, To the moft highland hopefull prince Demetrius, Tell him the valour t hat he fhowed againft me This day, the virgin valour,and true fire Deferves,even from an Enemie,this courtcfie; Your lives and Armes freely I'lc give 'em: thanket And thus we are return'd Sir. Leo. Faith 'twas well done; 'Twas bravely done ; was't not a noble part Sir ? Lteu. Had I been there,up had I gone, I am furcont Thefe noble tricks,1 never durft truft 'em Leo. Let me not live, and't were not a famed hon:;: It takes me luch a tickling way; now would I will But ee'n the happines, ee'n that poore bleffing ('tj For all the fharp affliftions thou haft lent me, But ee'n i'th* head o'th' field to take Selenetu. I fhould doe fomething memorable: fie, fad (till I.Gent. Doe you grieve we are come off I Dem. Unranfom'djwas it I 2.Gent. It was fir. Hem. And with luch a fame to me I Said ye not fo I Leo. Ye have heard it. Dem. O Leontiue, Better I had loft 'em all: my felfe had perifhed And all my fathers hopes, Leo. Mercy upon ye, What ayle ye Sir? 'death, doe not make fooleson'ii Neither goe to Church, nor tarry at home, That's a fine Home-pipe ? Ant. What's now your griefe Demetrius ? Hem. Did he not beat us twice ? Leo. Hebeate a pudding i Beateusbutonce. > Hem. Has beate me twice,and beat me to aco#1 \ I I 130 The Humorous Lieutenant. Gov. But ne're the leffe, He make bold to obey y e a to your Madam. Exeunt. Jttus Tertius. Scam prima Enter Antigonns and Menippus (nipputy Ant. T"*Hou haft taken wondrous pains; but yet Me- You underftand not of what bloud,& countrey Men ire fhe is, fhe fpeaks this language fo excellent handfome ? Men I Ant. Sold for a priToner ? Men. Yes fir, Some poore creature. *An:t And he loves tenderly ? Men. They fay extreamly. Ant. 'lis well prevented then: yes,I perceiv'd it .- When he took leave now, he made a hundred itops, Defir'd an houre.but halfe an houre, a minute, Which I with anger crofs'd; I knew his bufineflc, I knew 'twas ftie he hunted on; this journey,man, t I beat out fuddenlyfor her cauie intended, And would not give him time to breath. When comes Men. This morning fir. ftie ? Ant. Lodge her to all delight then: For I would have her try'd toth' teft : I know, She muft be fome crackt coyne, not fit his traftique, Which when we have found, the fhame will make him Or we (hal work a nearer way .lie bury him, ('leave her, And with him all the hopes I have caft upon hiin, Ere he {hall dig his owne grave in that woman: It, Eieon't,how beaftly it becomes me ? poorely ? A trick put in upon me ? well laid Governeffe • Ivow I would not weare it—out, it fmells muft,. Are thefe your tricks ? now I begin to Imell it ' Abominable mufty; will ye help me ? The Prince will come againe Gov. You are not mad fure ? Cel. As I live ile cut it off: a pox upon it; / For lure it was made for that ufe; do you bring nJtc Stales to catch Kites ? doft thou laugh too, thou bale Gov. I cannot chule, if I {hould behang'd. £hat therc is n° talk to ye. What if it be I pray ye ? Cel. Unpin good Governefle, Cel. Is he come home ? Gov. it feems fo; but your curfe now. Col. You doe not lie, I hope. Gov. You dare not curfe him. CW. Prethee do not abufe me;is he come homeinde For I would now with all my heart beleeve thee. Gov. Nay,you may chufe : alas,I deseic forftrangeiSi That fend ye fcurvic mufty Gownes, ftale Livorks: I have my tricks. Cel. 'Tis a good gowne, a handfome one; I did but jeft; where is he ? (jov. He that fent it— , Cel. How ? he that fent it ? is't come to that agafc Thou canft not be fo foolifh: prethee fpeak out, I may miftake thee. Gov. I faid he that fent it. , Cel. Curfe o' my life: why doft thou vex me I know thou meanft Demitritu3doft thou not ? Quick Why, what's the matte Quick, good Governefte I charge thee fpeak truth: if it be any other, Thou knowft the charge he gave thee, and the His anger,will ir.flift, if 'ere he know this, As know he fhall, he if,all, thou fpightfull woiw11' Thou beaftly woman;and thou fhalt know too late tc-. And feele too fenfible, I am no ward, , Nofale ftuffe for your money Merchants that fent Who dare fend me, or how durftf thoa v' Delicate young Ladies, as you would defire; when you are acquainted the bed company. f • Tis very well: pretheegoe in. let's talk more. though I feare a trick, lie bravely try it. u ^ee he mud be cunning, Kn°ks this Doe downe. Exeunt. Lieu. And have my teeth knockt out; I thankye heartily, i Ye are my deare friend. Leo> What a devili ailes thee ? Doft long to be hang'd ?. Lieu. Faith Sir, I make no fuit for'c: 1 > But rather then I would live thus our of charity. Continually in brawling—- Leo, Art thou not he ? I may be cozn'd— Lie. I thallbe difcover'd. Leo. That in the midd of thy mod hellifh pains, When thou wert crawling fick, didft aime at wonders, When thou wert mad with paine ? >. Lieu. Ye have found the caufe out; I hadne're been mad to fight elfe : I confeflc fir, The dayly torture of my fide that vext me, Made me as dayly carelefie what became of me, Till a kinde fword there wounded me,and eas'd me; 'Twas nothing in my valour fought; I am well now, And take fome pleafure in my life, methinks now, It fliewes as mad a thing to me to fee you fcuffle, And kill one another foolifhly for honour, As 'twas to you, to fee me play the cox-combe. Leo. And wilt thou ne're fight more ? Lieu. Ith' minde I am in, Leo. Nor never be fick againe ? Lieu. I hope I fhall not. Leo. Pretbee be fick againe; prethee ,1 befeech thee, Be jud fo fick againe. Lieu. lie jud be hang'd fird. Leo. If all the Arts that are can make a Chollique, Therefore look »o't: or if impodhumes, marke me, As big as foot-bals , Lieu. Deliver me. Leo. Or dones of ten pound weight ith' kidney es, Through eafe and ugly dyets may be gather'd j lie feed ye up my felfe fir, He prepare ye, You cannot fight, unleffe the devill teare ye, You fhall not want provocations, lie fcratch ye, lie have thee have the tooth-acb, and the head-ach. Lieu. Good Colonell,Ile doe any thing. (loweSj Leo. No, no, nothing-r- , . Then will 1 have thee blowne with a paire of Smiths bel- J Becaufe ye fhall be fure to have a round gale withye Fil'd full of oyle.o' devill, and EtquafortE, And let thefe worke, thefe may provoke. Lieu. Good Colonell. Leo. A coward in ful bloud ; prethee be plain with pie_ I Will roadir.g doe thee any good Lieu. Nor bading neither, fir. Lee. Marry that goes hard. I Gent. Where are you Colonell ? The Prince experts ye fir; has hedg'd the enemy Rrr 2 / % • Enter i. Gent. Within *33 rfnkSrtlis Court's a neat place: all the people nf (uch refin'd a ^ze' ° Z. This is no poore rogue. Z Were it a Paradrce to pleafe your fancy, d entertains the fweetnefle you bring with ye; Ctl Take breath; . \f,t and many words may melt ye, 1°u ,h,'p Rawdes beaten into one bleflc me heaven, Sf«lSbSme ofme?I am f.h'pitfalh fones Sy conlcicnce, this is the old viper, and all thele little frppo every night into her belly;do you heareplumpe fer- Ani vou my Utle fucking Ladies,you muft teach mc,( vant £ I know you are excellent at carriage, How to behave my lelfe, for I am rude yet: But von lay the Prince will come? Idj.Will flie to fee y°u. OA For look you it a great man,fay the King now Should come and vifit me • ' Men. She names ye. Ant. Peace foole. Cel. And offer me a kindneffe, fuch a kmdnefle. leu. I,(uch a kindnelfe. Cel. True Lady fuch a kindneffe, What fhall that kindneffe be now ? leu. A witty Lady, Learne little ones, learne. Cel. Say it be all his favour. Leu. And a fweet faying 'tis. Cel. And I grow peevifh ? Leu. You muft not be negledfull. fr/.There's the matter, There's the maine dodrine now,and I may miffe it. Or a kind hanfome: G entleman ? Leu. You fay well. Cel. They' 1 count us bafely bred. Leu. Not freely nurtur'd. Cel. Fie take thy counfell. Leu.'Lis an excellent woman. Cel.I find a notable volume here, a learnd one 5 Which way ? for I would faine be in my chamber; In truth fweet Ladies,I grow weary ; fie, How hot the aire beats on me ? Lady. This way Madam i Cel. Now by mine honour, I grow wondrous faint too. Leu, Your fans fweet Gentlewomen,your fans. Cel. Since I am foold, He make my felt fome lport,though I pay deare for't .Ex. Men.You fee now what a manner of woman fhe is fir. ■Ant. Thouartanafle. Men. Is this a fit love for the Prince ? Ant. A coxcombe: Now by my crowne a deintie wench, a fisarpe wench, And a matchleffe fpirit: how flie J eer'd 'em ? How carelefly fhe fcoff'd 'em ? ule her nobly; 1 would I had not feen herwaite anon, And then you (hall have more to trade upon. Exeunt. Scaene 5. Enter Leant iiut and the 2 Gentlemen. T^We muft keep a round,and a,ftrong watch to night, e Prince vyill not charge the Enemy till the morning : ut tor the trick I told ye for this rafcall, 15 ro?ue,that health and ftrong heart makes a coward, J I, if it take. An t". fe *eare it, the Prince has it, " c kt it fall. I muft not know it: ? He will fufpeft me prefently: but you two May helpe the plough. 2 Gent. That he is ficke again. Lee. Extreamely ficke: his difeafe growne incurable: Never yet found, nor touch'd at. Ent.Lieutenant 2 Gent. Well, we have it And here he comes. Leo. The Prince has been upon him, What a flatten face he has now ? it takes beleeve it; How like an affe he lookes ? Lieu. I feele no great paine, At leaft,l thinke I do not 5 yet I feele fenfibly I grow extreamely faint: how cold I fweat now ? Leo. So,fo,(o. Lieu. And now 'tis ev'n too true,I feele a pricking, A pricking,a ftrange pricking : how it tingles ? And as it were a ftitch too : the Prince told me, And every one cri'd oat I was a dead man; I had thought I had been as well—-- A Nor weight offorrow here,till earth fall on me. Leo. Exped our charge then. Ljj. 'Tis the nobler curtefie : And lo we lea ve the hand of heaven to blclle us. Dem. Stay,hav e you any hope ? Cel. We have none left us, But that one comfort of our deaths together j Give us but room to fight. Leo. Win it,and weare it. Ptol. Call from the hils thofe companies hang ore us Like burfting clouds; and then breake in,and take us. Dem. Find fuch a Souldier will forfake advantage, And wee'l draw off,to fhew I dare be noble, Arid hang a light out to ye in this darkenefle, The light of peace; give up thole Cities, forts. And all thofe frontirp Countries to our ufes. Sel. Is this the peace f traitours to thofe that feed us, Our Gods and people? give our Countries from us ? Lif. Begin the kndl, it founds a great deale fweeter. Ptol. Let loofe your fervant death. Sel. Fall fate upon us, Our memories fhall never ftinke behind us. Dem. Selenem, great S eUncus ^ Sol. The Prince cals fir. Dem. Thou ftocke of nobleneffe,and curtefie, Thou father of the war Leo. What meanes the Prince now ? Dem. Give me my Standard here. Lyf His angers melted. Dem. You Gentlemen that were his prifoners, And felt the bounty of that noble nature, Lay all your hands, and beare thefe Colours to him, The Standard of the Kingdome; take it fouldier. Ptol. What will this meane ? Dem. Thou haft won it, beare it off, And draw thy men home whilft we waite upon thee, Sel. You fhall have all our countries. Lyf.Ptol. All by heaven fir. Dem. I will not have a ftone,a bu(h,a bramble, No, in the way of curtefie, I'le ftart ye; Draw off,and make a lane through all the Armie, That thefe that have fubdu'd us,may martch through us. Sel. Sir, do not make me furfet with fuch goodnefle, I'le beare your Srandard for ye; follow ye. Dem. 11 weare it fhall be fo,martch through me fairely, And thine be this daies honour,great Seleucus. Ptol. Mirrour of noble minds. Dem. Nay then ye hate me. Leo. I cannot fpeake now: Ex-with DrumsShouts, j Well,go thy wayes.at afure peece of bravery Thou art the beft, thefe men are won by th' ncckes now: j I'le i ( I I i I * 1 '< 5 t •» t i i lie fetid a poft away The Humorous Lieutenant. lV „ r-^C^idreffeofhis Concubin es, re ! from place to place to meet his pleafures. P1Adevilliih lubtill wench,but a rare fpirit. iA'"' A when the good old Ipunge had fuckt my youth «'• A"-' 0f his roy all aches in my bones: (dry, r me (hall tell me I have plough'd my life up, rf° ft'lone furrowes in my face to finke me. Al f You mult not thinke lo Lady. £ Then Irh I precious things,the price of youth and beauty j 'T rL here of (in-offerings let me off againe ? rSort ■'« y0unS innpra*? to what I was ? adde to my memorie Sneft and a noble fame ? The Kings device ; £firfs as univerfall as the Sun is, iehts an everlafting torch to ihame me. Ait Doe you hold fo Height account of a great Kings Thauil knees bow to purchale ? (favour, Ctl Prethee peace '■ ifthou knewft how ill-favouredly thy lale becomes thee, ! And what ill root it takes—— Am. You will be wifer. Ctl, Could the King find no fir ape to ihift his pander But reverend age?and one fo like himfelt too ? finto, Am. She has found me out. Ctl Cozen the. world with gravitie ? Prethee refoive me one thing,do's the King love thee ? ' Am I thinke he doe's. Ctl. it feemeslo by thy office: . He loves thy u(e,and when thats ended,hates thee: Thou feemeft to meafouldier. Am. Yes 1 ain one Ctl, And haft fought for thy Country I m. Many a rime. Ctl. May be, commanded too ? Ant. I have done, Lady. Cel. 0 wretched man, below the ftate of pitie I ! Canft thou forget,thou wert begot in honour ? A free companion for a King ? a louldier ? - J Whofc noblenelfe dare feele no want,but enemies ? Canlt thou forget this,and decline fo wretchedly, To eat the bread of bawdrie, of bafe bawdrie ? feed on the (cum of fin ? fling thy f word from thee ? Dilhoaour to the noble name that nurfed thee ? ! Got,beg difeal'es: let them be thy Armors, Thy fights, the flames of lull,and their foule iffues. J»t, Why then I am a King, and mine owne fpcaker. ' Ctl. And I as free as you, mine owne difpqfer; There take your jewels; let them give them luftres That have darke lives and foules j weare 'em your felfe fir, Toulieeme a Devil! elfe. - An. I command ye flay* . Cel. Be juft, I am commanded. 1 will not wrong ye. Ctl. Then thus low f als my duty. Ant. Can ye love me ? l'l I,and all I have. Cel. i cannot love ye $ llitkout the breach of faith I cannot heare ye; j e hang upon my love,like frofts on Lillies : Ca" dye,but I cannot love.-you are anfwer'd. . i * I muft find apter meatus, I love her truly. Exit. Exit. ,& Hefi Bern. Hether doe you fay fhc is come ? I ' Hofi. Yes fir, I am fure on't .* Tor whilfl I waited on ye,putting my wife in truft, I know not by-what meanes,but the King found her; And hether The was brought; how,or to what end. E>em. My father found her ? Elofi. So my wife informes me. Dem. Leontim^xvj draw off the fouidiers, I would a while be private. Leon. Tall off Gentlemen, The Prince would Be alone. Dem. Is he fo cunnine ? Ex.Leo.& Set. • * w (Toner • There is fome tricke in this,and you muft know it, And be an agent too: which if it prove fo —- Hofi. Pull me to pieces fir? Dem. My father found her ? My father brought her hither ? went fhe willingly ? Hofi. My wife fayes full of doubts. Dem. I cannot blame her No more : there's no truft, no faith in mankinde. # I J 4 I - . J . / # ^ • • % • * •• » • A Enter Antigormi:Memfyu$JLeominsy& Soldiers* * < v. - . ■ 4., 0 * -j * 4. > , ; , . .• t ' • • • i ' Ant. Keep her up clofe.he muft not come to fee her: You are welcome nobly now,welcome home gentlemen; You have done a courteous lerviccon the Enemie; Has ty ed his faith for ever; you Ihall find it; Ye are not,now in's debt Son: ftill your fad looks: Leoi.titu,what's the matter ? Leo. Truth fir,I know not, We have been merry fince we went. £«■«. I feele it., Ant. Come, what's the matter now? do you want mo- Sure he has heard o'th' wench. (ney ? Dem. Is that a want fir ? / would faine fpeake to your Grace. A»t. You may doe freely. Dem. And, not deferve your anger? fsfnt. That ye may too. Dem.'Xhext was a gentlewoman,and fomtimcs my pri- Which I thought well of fir: your Grace conceives me. Ant. / doe indeed, and with much grief conceive ye • With full as much griefe as your mother bare me: There was luch a woman : would /might as well fay, There was no fuch Demetritu. Dem. She was vertuous, And therefore not unfit my youth to love her: She was as faire — Ant. Her beauty Tie proclaime too, To be as rich as ever raigned in woman j But how flie made that good, the Devill knowefc* Dem. She was — O heaven/ Ant. The hell to all thy glories, Swallowed thy youth, made ftfip wrack of thine honor: She was a devill. Dem. Ye are my father fir. Ant. And finceye take a pride to (hew your follies, /'le miifter *em,and all the world lhall view 'em. Leo. What heate is this/the Kings eyes fpeak his anger? Ant. Thou haft abus'd thy youth,drawn to thy fellow- Its ftead of arts and armes,a womans kilfes, (fhip The fubtilties,and loft heatesof a harlot. Dem, Good fir,miftake her not. Ant. A Witch, a Sorcerer: I tell thee but the truth ; and heare Demetritu, Which has lo dealt upon thy bloud with charmes, Devillifli and darke; lo loeke up all thy vertues; sir So And now I wifh my felfe half hang'd ere I Leo. What is this woman ? iWentSo, Lieu. I. fur, Hojl. I cannot tell ye, But hanfome as heaven. Lieu. She is not fo high I hope fir. Leo. Where is fhe? Lieu. I, that would be knowne, Leo. Whyfirrah. Hojl. I cannot fhow ye neither; The King has now difpos'd of her. Leo. There lyes the matter .• Will he admit none to come to comfort him ? 1 .Gen. Not any neare.nor let'em knock their beam- Will never lpeake. Lieu. Tis thebeft way if he have her; For look you,a man would be loath to be dilturb'd ife Tis every good mans cafe. ft Leo. 'Tis all thy living, We muft not fuffer this, we dare not fuffer it: For when thefe tender ioules meet deep afiiidions. They are notftrong enough toffruggle with'em, But drop away as inow does, from a mountaine, And in the torrent cf their owne fighs finke themlelvc: I will, and muft fpeake to him. Lieu. So muft I toos % He promifed me a charge. Leo. Of what ? of children Upon my confidence,thou haft a double companie, And all of thine owne begetting alreadie. Lieu. Thats all one, ! I'le raife 'em to a Regiment,and there commafld'em, When they turne difobedient, unbeget 'em: Knock 'em o'th' head,and put in new* Leo. A rare way ; But for all this,thou art not valiant enough To dare to fee the Prince now ? Lieu.Doyethinkehe's angry? 1 Gem. Extreamely vext. 2 Gen. to the endangering of any man comes nearcti: i Gent. Yet,if thou couldft but win him out, What ere thy fuite were. Beleev^t granted prefently. Leo. Yet thou muft thinke though, That in the doing he may breake upon ye, And.- Lieu. If he do not kill me. Leo. There's the queftion. Lieu. For halfe a dozen hurts ? Leo. Art thou fo vahant ? Lieu.Not abfoluteiy fo neither e no it cannot be, I want my impoftumes,and my things about me, Yet I'le make danger, Collonei. Leo. 'Twill be rare fport, I How ere it take; give me thy hand ; if thou doft this, I I'le raife thee up a horfe troope,take my word for't. I Lieu. What may be done by humane man ? Leo. Lets goe then. r i.Gen. Away before the coolethe wil revenge I Scaene 3. Enter Antigonus,Jfenipput,and LeM'b' Am. Will fhe not yeeld ? Leu. For all we can urge to her; ifwore I would marry her.fhelaugh'd extremely. And then fhe raiI'd like thunder. t 140 'The Humorous Lieutenant. i.Gen. He lees. Leo. Looke up boy, And take this cup,and drinke it off, l'le pledge thee, Guide it to his mouth.he iwallowes heartily. 2 .Gen. Oh /feare andforrowes dry; 'tis off Leo. Stand up man. Lien. Am I not (hot? Leo. Away with him,and cheere him: Thou haft won thy Troop. 1 Lieu. I thinke I won it bravely. Leo. Goe, I muft fee the Prince, he muft not live thus j And let me heare an houre hence from ye. Well fir """ ' ■ Ex.Gen and Lieu. Enter Leucine with water. Leu. Here,here : where's thefickc Gentleman i Leo. Hee's up and gone, Lady. Leu. Alas : that I came fo late. Leo. He muft ftiil thanke ye, Ye left that in a cup here did him comfort. Leu. That in the bowle ? Leo. Yes truly,very much comfort, He drinke it off, and after it fpoke luftily. Lett. Dicj he drinke it all ? Leo. All off. Leu. The devill choke him, I am undone .• 'has twenty devils in him, Undone tor ever: left he none ? Leo. I thinke not. Leu. No not a drop: what fhail become of me now ? Had he no where elte to {wound ? a veng'ance fwound Undor.e,undone,undone •• ftay, I can lye yet, (him : And Iweare too at a pinch, tbats all my comfort, Ent,De. Look to him5I (ay look to him,&but markwhat folows. Ex Leo. What a devill ayles the woman ? here comes the With {uch a fadnes on his face,as forrow, (Prince again, Sorrow her lelf, but poorely imitates. Sorrow ot iorrowes on that heart that caus'd it. And as thou art an honeft man, enquire not. Leo. Will ye be merry then ? Dem. I am wondrous merry. Leo.'Tis wondrous welkyou think nowthisbec k f ^ n A M ^ A A. A A AA ^ T A f\ A > Shame on't,it does not fir, it fhewes not hanfc^' If I were thus, you would fweare I were an afle ft! ' A wooden affe ; whine for a wench ? ^ Dem. Prethee leave me. Leo. I will not leave ye for a fit. Dem. Leontiut { Leo. For that you may have any where forftteper And a deare pennyworth too. " tf| Dem. Nay, then you are troublefome. Leo. Not halfe fo troublefome as you are to your felt Was that brave heart made to pant for a placket: And now i'th' dog-daies too, when nothing dare love ? That noble mind to melt away,and moulder For a hay-nonny-nonny ? would I had a glaffe here To fhewye what a pretty toy ye are turn'dto. ' Dem. My wretched fortune. Leo. Will ye but let me know her ? Pie once turne bawd : go too, they are good mensofc And not fo contemptible as we take'em for: And if {Ire be above ground, and a woman, I aske no more; l'le bring her o' my backe fir, By this hand 1 will: and I had as lieve bring the devil, I care not who fhe be, nor where I have her, , And in your armes, or the next bed deliver her, (folly Which you thinke fitted :and when you have danc'd you Dem. Away,and foole to them are fo affefted: O thou art gone, and all my comfort with thee; Wilt thou do one thing for me ? Leo. All things i'th'world fir, Of all dangers. Dem. Swcare. Leo. I will. Dem. Come neeve me no more then, Why might flie not be falle & treacherous to me? Leo. How? And found fo by my father.? fhe was a woimn, And many a one of that fexe, young and f aire, As full of faith as fhe have fallen,and fouly. Leo. It is a wench : O that I knew the circiimftance. Dem. Why might not, to preferve me from this ruin< She having loft her honor,and abufed me, My father change the formes o'th'coines,and execute His soger,—n ' Only, to keep mq fafe ? why fhould I thinke fo ? She never was to me but all obedience, Sweetnes,and love. Leo. How heartily he weeps now ? I have not wept thele thirty yeares and upward j But now,if I fhould be hang'd I cannot hold from't} It grieves me to the heart. Dem. Who's that that mocks me ? Leo. A plague of him that mocks ye •• I grieve truly, Truly and heartily to fee you thus fir; And if it lay in my power,Gods are my witneffe, Who ere he be. that tooke your fweet peace from ye; I am not fo olc} yet,nor want 1 Ipirit Dem. No more of that no more Leontiut, Revenges are the gods: our part is fofferance : Farewell, I (hall not fee thee long. (in>£. Leo. Good fir,tell me the caufe.i know there is a woman Doe you hold me faithfull?dare ye truft your iouldier ? Sweet Prince, the caufe ? * v , • *. * M ^ Dem. I muft not .dare'not tell it. h Dem. Comenomorenceremes Thou art a plague-lore to me. Leo. Give you good ev n fir; If you be fuffer'd thus, wc fhail have fine {port, /willbeforry yet. ' £kt,i Gn 1 Gent. How now,how does he ? Leo. Nay,if I tell ye hang me,or any man elfe That hath his nineteen wits; he has the bots I thinke, He groanes.and roares, and kicks. 2 Gent. Will he fpeake yet ? Leo. Not willingly: Shortly he will not lee a man; if ever I look'd upon a Prince fo metamorphis'd, So juggled into I know not whet,fhame take me; This 'tis to be in love. 1 Gent. Is that the caufe on't ? Leo. What is it not the caufe of but bearebaitings And yet it ftinkes much like it: outupon'c, What Giants,and what dwarffs,what owles and ap«r; What dogs,and cats it makes us?men that are polk" Live as if they had a legion of devils in'em, And every devill of a (ever all nature, Nothing but Hey paffe,re-paffe: where's the Lie*tC!lS'1 Has he gathered up the eqd on's wits againe ? 1 Gent. He is alive: but you that talke of wondtfh Shew me but fuch a wonder as. he is now. 1 Leo. Why ? be was ever at the word a wonder. * Gent. He is now moft wonderfull 5 a blazer no " ^ " — iTfe Humorous Lieutenant. let ,DcM rh'fiveetneffe of that tongue drawes allheartstoit; There ftands the lhape too. [ uu How he ftares upon her ? ' ' Ha' do mine eyes abut* me ? -tic (h&the living Celt a:your hand Lady ? nl What mould this meane ? . Dem. Toe very lelfelame CV/A«. Cf/ How do ye fir? Dm- Only turn'd brave heard you were dead my deare on : compleat, he is wondrous brave,a wondrous gallant Courtier. " Cel. How he furveies me round ? here has been foule Dm. How came fee thus ? # •* (P1 Cel. It was a kind of deathfir, I Offered in your ablence,meu'd up here, And kept conceal'd I know not how. Dm. Tis likdy: un,y came you hether Celia .? wondrous gallant: Did my father fend for y e ? Cel. So they told me Sir, And one command too. Dem. I hope you were obedient ? Cel. I was fo ever. Dem. And ye were bravely us'd ? Cel. I wanted nothing.: My maiden-head to a mote i'th' Sun,he's jealous: Imuft now play the knave with him, to dye for't, Tis in me nature. Dem. Her very eyes are alter'd: ]ewels,and rich ones too, I never faw yet- And what were thofe came for yc ? Cel. Monftrousj'ealous: Havel liv'd at the rate of tjhefe fcorn'd queftions ? They leaned of good fort Gentlemen. Dem, Kind mep ? Cel.They were wondrous kind ° I wasmuch beholding to 'em; There was one ALeuippus fir. Dem. Ha ? Cel. One Afemppusj A notable merry Lord,and a good companion* Dem, And one Charivthus too? Cel. Yes, there was fuch a one. Dem. And TimondI i] Cel. 'Tismoft true. Dem. And thou moft treacherous: My fathers bawdes by——they never mifl'e courfe j And were thele daily with ye ? Cel. Every houre fir. Dem. And was there not a Lady, a fat Lady ? Cel.0 Yes; a notable good wench. Dem. The devill fetch her. Cel. 'Tjs eV'n the merrieft wench— Dem. Did (lie keepe with ye too ? Ce/. She was all in all; my bedfellow,eate with me, orought me acquainted. Dem. You are well knownehere then ? Cel. There is no living here a ftranger I thinks, Dem. How came ye by this brave gownc? Cel. This is a poore one: y 'sd have twenty richer s do you fee thefe jewels ? »\ hy.they are the pooreft things,to thofe are fent me, ; Am lent me hourely too. m £ w" Js there no modeftie ? 0 faith in this faire Sexe? Am, What will this prove too ? 1 K i4j f i t W k ] * For yet with ail my wits,I underftand not. Dem. Come hether; thou art dead indeed,loft,tainted; j All that I left thee faire, and innocent, Sweet as thy youth, and carrying comfort in't; All that I hoped for vertuous,is fled from thee, Turn'd backe,and banckrupt. j Leo. By'r Lady .this cuts Ihrewdly. ' Dem.Thou att dead,for .ever dead;fins furfet flew thee; J The ambition of thofe wanton eyes betraid thee; Go from me grave of honor 5 go thou foule one, Thou glory of thy fin; go thou difpis'd ©ne, -4nd where there is no vertue, nor no virgin ; Where Chaftitie was never knowne.nor heard of j Where nothing reigns but imperious lull, and lofers face; Goe thether,child of bloud,and fing my doating. Cel. You do not fpeake this ferioufly I hope fir; I did but j'eft with you. Dem. Looke not upon me, There is more hell in thofe eyes,then hell harbours; And when they flame, more torments. Cel. Dare ye truft me f You durft once even with all you had : ypur love fir ? By this faire light I am honeft. Dem. Thou lubtle Circes, Calf not upon the maiden light eclipfes: Curfe not the day. Cel. Come,come,you fhall not do this s, How faine you would feeme angry now, to fright roe; You arc not in the field among your enemies; Come,I muft coole this courage. Dem. Out thou impudence, Thou ulcer of thy Sexe ; when I firft faw thee, I drew into mine eyes mine owne deftruction, I paid into my heart that fudden poy ton, That now conlumes my deare content to finders: I am not now Demetrius,thou haft chang'd me; Thou woman with thv thouland wiles haft chatis'd me: f % ) t I i j s I I i 1 s i i ? i 4< Thou Serpent with thy angell-eyes haft flaine me j And where,before I touch'd on this fane ruine, I was a man,and reafon made,and mov'd me, Now one great lump of griefe, I grow and wander. Cel. And as you are noble.do you thinke I did this ? Dem. Put all the devills wings oa, and fiie from me. Cel-1 will go from ye, never more to fee ye: I will fiie from ye,as a plague hangs o're me; And through the progrefle of my life hereafter; Where ever I fhall find a foole, a falfe man, One that ne're knew the worth of pollifn'd vertue; A bale fulpefter of a virgins honour, A child that flings away the wealth he cride for, Him will I call Demetrius ; that foole Demetrius, That mad man a Demetrius; and that falfe man, The Prince of broken faiths, even Prince Demetrius. You thinke now,/fhould cry,and kneele down to ye, Petition for my peace ; let thole that feele here The weight of evill, waite for fuch a favour, / am above your hate,as far above it, In all the aftions of an innocent life, As the pure Stars are from the muddy meators: Crye when you know your folly; howle and curfe then, Beate that unmanly breaft,that holds a falfe heart When ye fhall come to know, whom ye have flung fron Dem. Pray ye ftay a little. fye - Cel. Not your hopes can alter me, Then let a thoufand backe thoughts mufter in ye, ^ud with thofe enter in a thouland doatings; * , I 1 i i Thofe 1 i / * HV ' Now9now, Thofe eyes be never fhut, but drop to nothing: My innocence for ever haunt and fright ye : Thofe armes together grow in folds; that tongue, That bold bad tongue that barkes out thefe dilgraces. When you fhall come to know how nobly vertuous I have prefetv'd my life, rot, rot within ye. Dem. What fhall I doe I Cel. Li v e a loft man for ever. Goe aske your fathers conlcience what I fuffered, And through what feas of hazards I fayl'd through: Mine honour ftill advanced in fpight of tempefts, Then take your leave of love; and confeffe freely, You were never worthy of this heart that ferv'd ye, And fo farewellungratefull. ■ ..Exit. Dem. Is fhe gone ? Leo. He follow her,and will find out this matter.*£*»7. Enter Antigonns,and Lor is. Antig. Are ye pleas'd nowhave y»u got your heart a- Have 1 reftor'd ye that ? (gain? Dem. Sir: even for heavens fake, And facred truth fake, tell me how ye found her. Antig. I will, and in few words. Before I tride her, Tis true, I thought her moil unfit your fellowfhip, And fear'd her too: which feare begot that ftory I told ye firft .• but fince, like gold I toucht her. Dem. And how deare fir ? Antig. Heavens holy light's not purer : The conflancyand goodneffe of all women That ever liv'd, to win the names of worthy, This noble Maid has doubled in her: honour, All promifcs of wealth, all art to win her, And by all tongues imploy'd, wrought as much on her As one may doe upon the Sun at noone day By lighting Candles up : her fhape is heavenly, And to that heavenly fhape her thoughts are angells. Dem. Why did you tell me fir ? Antig. Tisttue, /err'd int .• But fince /made a full proofe of her vertue, I find a King too poore a fervant for her. Love her, and honour her 5 in all obferve her. She muft be fomething more then time yet tels her: And certaine I beleeve him bleft,enjoy es her: I would not lofe the hope of luch a daughter, To adde another Empire to my honour. Dem. O wretched ftate .' to what end fhall I turn me ? And where begins my penance ? now, what fervice Will win her love againe I my death muft doe it .• And if that lacrifice can purge my follies Be pleas'd, O mightie Love, I dye thy fervant—Exit. Exit• Jttus 6}nintus. Scana prima. Enter Leonine, and Celta. Leo I Know he do's not deferve ye; h'as us'd ye poorely And to redeeme himfelf e Cel. Redeeme ? Leo. I know it—— . There's no way left: Cel. For heavens fake doe not name him. Doe not thinke on him fir, he's fo far from me In all my thoughts now, methinkes I never knew him. Leo. But yet I would fee him againe. Cel. No, never, never. Leo. I doe not meane to lend him any comfort But to afflift him, fo to torture him; ; That even his vety foule may fnake within him • To make him know, though he be great and p0'W(, ( 'Tis not within his aimeto deale dtfhonourably ' And carry it off, and with a maid of your lort. Cel. I mod confeffe,I could moft (pightfully I could whet my anger at him; ^ Now,arm'd with bitternefle, I could thoot throupr, v I long to vex him: ™ Leo. And doe it home, and bravely : Cel. Were I a man? Leo. lie helpe that weakeneffe in ye; I honour ye, and ferve ye. Cel. Not onely to difclaime me, When he had feal'd his vowes in heaven, fwornct And poore beleeving I became his lervant: But moft malicioufiy to brand my credit, Staine my pure name. Leo. I would not fuffcr it; See him I would againe, and to his teeth too: Od's precious, I would ring him fuch a leflbn— Cel. I have done that already. Let. Nothing, nothing: It was too poore a purge; befides, by this time He has found his fault,and fecles the hells that followit That, and your urg'd on anger to the higheft. Why,'twill be fuch a ftroake——- Cel. Say he repent then, And fceke with teares to foften, I am a woman • A woman that have lov'd him, fir, have honour*'d him >, I am no more. Leo. Why, you may deale thereafter. Cel. If I forgive him, I am left. Leo. Hold there then, The fport will be to what a poore fubmiflion But kcepe you ftrong. Cel. I would not fee him. Leo. Yes, You fhall ring his knell: (el. How if I kill him ? Leo. Kill him: why, let him dye. Cel. I know 'tis fit fo. But why fhould I that lov'd him once, deftroy him ? O had he fcapt this fin,what a brave Gentleman— Leo. I muft confeffe, had this not falne, a nobler, A handlomer,the whole world had not fhow'd ye; And to his making fuch a mind. Cel. 'Tis certaine: But all this I muft now forget. Leo. You (hall not If I have any art .• goe up fweet Lady, And truft my truth. Cel. But good fir bring him not. Leo. I would not for the honour ye are born too, But you fhall fee him, and negled him too,and fcoffl him Cel. You willbe neere me then. "Leo. / will be with ye; Yet ther s fome hope to flop this gap,ile work hard. Ex' Scaenei. Enter Antigonus,Afenippus,two Cent. Lieutenant, and Lords. Antig. But is it pofiible this fellow tcoke it? i GtM ' - ., Tt feemes foby the violence it wrougkc with,. 2 (jftt**1 % ct ' i * v, now the fits evno.L 1 I beleech your Grace. j \i,v I forgive thy wife with ail my neart, T'\'m gladlhe dranke it not her felfe, AD' nrre"iai that the vertuous maidefcapt it, . A i inntforthe world 'thadhit.- but that this Souldier, J dhow he lookes,that he fhould take this vomit j She make rimes too/ i Gent- 'Has made a thoufand fir, Wdpui«vitarthento "emion a Jcwes-trump. Am He lookes as though he were bepiit: do you love Lie Yes (urely even with all my heart. (me fir ? Am. I thauRe ye; Iim Hid I have lo good a fu^ed : out pray ye tell me, How much did ye love me, before ye dranke this matter ? ' Tjt Even as much as a fober man might; & a Souldier That your Grace owes juft halfe a yeares pay to. .v«r. Well remembred; And did I ieeme to young and amiable to ye ? ' i(f«.Methought you were the fweeteft youth Ant. That's excellent. lien. I truly (ir; and ever as I thought on ye, j I wilh'd,and wifh'd Am. What didft thou wifh I prethee I Lien. EVn, that I had been a wench of fifteene for ye, I hanlome wench fir. Am.Why ? God a mercy Souldier I feeme not lo now to thee. Not ail out: And yet I have a grudging to your Grace ft ill. Am. Thou wait never in love before & iff#. Not with a King, Andhope Ilhall never be again : Truly fir, ( i I have had luch plundges,and fuch bicknngs, And as it were (uch runnings stilt within me, For whatloever-ic was provok't me toward ye. Jut. God-a-mercy ftill. i##. I had it with a vengeance, It plaid his prize. Am. I would not have been a wench then, Though ofthis age. Lieu. No lure, I fhould have fpoiled ye. Ant. Welfgoe thy waies, of all the lufty lovers That erel faw —■ wilt have an other potion ? Lieu, if you will be another thing, have at ye. Ant. Ha,ha,ha:giveme thy hand,from henceforth thou Do bravely,! le love thee as much. L t ie.I Thai love drinkc the better whilft I live boyes.£-v. \ Serene 3. Enter Demetrim and Leant ins. I Dent. Let me but fee her deare Leontim; Let me but dye before her. I^eo. Would that would doe it: If I knew where fhe lay now,with what honeftie, You having fiung fo maine a mifchiefe on her, And on lb innocent and lweet a Beaurie, Dare I prefent your vilit / Dem. He repent all: And with the greateft lacrificeofforrow. That ever Lover made. Leo. Twill be too iate fir: I know not what will become of you, Dem. You can help me. Le. It may be to her fight; what are you nearer 9 j She has Iworne fhe will not fpeake to ye.looke upon ye, And to love ye againe, O fhe cries out, and thunders, She had rather love t 1 * Dem. Yes Leontitu, there :s 110 hope w. s Lien* I thanke ye 5 (art my fouldier ' ^ J ^ < %«• r — — But if you were mine enemie, I would not wifhit ye: I beleech your Grace, pay me my charge. 2 Gen, Thats certaine fir 5 Has bought up all that ere he found Was like ye, Dr any thing you have lov'd,that he could purchafe; Did horfcs.ttiat your Grace has ridden blind,& foundC.'d; °gs,rolten hawkes, and which is more then all this, •as worne yourGraces Gauntlet in his Bonnet. An. Bring in your Bils.-mine own love lhall be fatisfi'd j "d fir rah, for this potion you have taken, c P^'nt ye out a portion ye fhall live on. Le>t. T was the belt draught that ere ye dru'nk. Lieu. 1 hope fo. A Ant. Are the Princes come to'th' Court ? en. They areall,and lodg'd fir. .... ' Come then,make ready for their entertainment, ptelently wceT give: wait you on me fir. There is a hope, which though it draw no love to it. At Ieaft will draw her to lament my fortune, And that hope Avail relieve me. Lca.Harke ye fir,harke y c': Say I fhould bring ye Dem. Do not trifle with me ? et- _ ' * Leo. I will not trifle; both together bringye, You know the wrongs ye* done. Dem. I do confefle 'em. 1,^0, And if you fhould then jump into your fury, And have another qaerke in your head. Dem.Yle dye firft. Leo. You muft fay nothing to her; for 'tis certaine, The nature of your crime will admit no excufe. Dem.I will not fpeake,mine eyes lhall tell my penance.' Leo. You muft looke wondrous fad too. I Dem. I need not looke fo, I am truly fadneffe felfe. iA?o,That looke will do it: Stay here, I'ie bring her to you inftantly: Bat take heed how you beare your felfe; fit down there, The more humble you are,the more fhe'i take compaflion Women are per'lous thingsto deale upon. Exit. Dem. What fhall become of me ? to curfe my fortune, Were but to curfe my father ; that's too impious; But under whatfoever fare I fuffer, Bleffe I befeech thee heaven her harmlefle goodnefie. Enter Leontitu and Ceha. Leo. Now arme your felfe. Cel. You have not brought him? Leo. Yes faith, And there he is: you fee in what poore plight too, Now you may doe your will* kill him, or lave him. Cel. I willgoe back. - Leo. I will be hang'd then Lady, Are yee a coward now ? •«^ • Cel. /cannot fpeak to him. Dem. Ome. ' "rv Leo. There Was afigh tohlow a Church downe; So, now their eyes are fixt, the fmall fhbt playes, They will come toth'batterie anon. Cel. He weeps extreamly. Leo. Raile at him now. I Cel. L darenot. « \ Tt t Lee. i4 6 cfy Humoroffl Lieutenant. * 4 Lee. I am glad on't. Cel. Nor dare beleeve his teares. Dem. You may bled beauty, For thofe thicke dreames that troubled my repentance, Are crept out long agoe. Leo. You fee how he looks. Cel. What have I to doe how he looks ! how lookt he When with a poifoned truth he bit mine honour, (then, It was your counfell too,to fcorne and flight him. Leo. I, if ye law fit caufe ; and you confeft too, Except this fin, he was the braved gentleman, The iweeted,nobled : I take nothing from ye, Nor from your anger; ufe him as you pleafe: l or to fay truth.he has deferved your judice $ But dill conlidtr what he has been to you. Cel. Pray doe not blinde me thus. Dem. O gentle Miflris, If there were any way to expiate A finne fo great as mine, by interceflion, By praters,by daily teares,by dying forye: 0 what a joy would clofe thefeeyes that love ye. Leo. They fay women have tender hearts, I know not, 1 am fure mine melts. Cel. Sir,I forgive ye heartily, And all your wrong to me I cad behind me, And with ye a fit beauty to your vertues: Mine is too poore, in peace I part thus from you; 1 mud look backtgods keep your Grace: he's here dill.Ear. Dem. She has forgiven me. Leo. She has diredted ye : Up,up,and follow likea man: away fir, She lookt behind hertwice: her heart dwels herefir, Ye drew teares from her too: fhe cannot freeze thus; ' The doore's fet open too, are ye a man ? Are ye alive?doe ye underdand her meaning ? Have ye bloud and fpirit in ye ? Dem. i dare not trouble her. Leo. Nay,and you will be nipt i'th'head with nothing, Walke whining up and downe 51 dare not,! cannot: Strike now or never: faint heart,you know what fir Be governed by your feare,and quench your fire out. A devill on't.ftands this doore ope for nothing: So get ye together,and be naught: now to fecure all, Will I go fetch out a more ioveraigne plaifter. Wil your Majeftie do us the honor • 9 * J *• | And wait upon him ? r. Ex\ * • t 4 41^ il ~dnt. I wonder he ftayes from us : "Enter Leon. Seattle 4« Enter AntigonHsSeleucmyLyJimAchHSj Ptolomey^Lteitten.Gent .Lords. ' J i 1 ,j , ,Wf. ,lf» I J M w* 1 * ' 4 *J ,J ** Ant. This peace is fairely made. Seleu. Would your Grace wifh us To put in more: take what you pleafe,we yeeld it j The honour done us by your fonne condraincs it, Your noble fonne. Ant. It is fufficient, Princes; And now we are one againe,one mind,ope body, And one lword {hall drike for us. Ljf. Let Prince Demetrius \ But lead us on: for wc arc his vowed fervants; Againlt the drength of all the world wee'l buckle* Ftol. And even from all that drength wee'l catch at vi- Sel. O had I now recover'd but the fortune (dory I lod in Antiocb,when mine Unckle perifh'd ; But that were but to furfeit me with bleffings. Lyf Youlodafweetchildethere. Sel. Name it no more fir; This is no time to entertaine fuch forrowes; How now Leontius, where's my lonne! Sel. Brave Captaine. Lyf. Old valiant fir. Leo. Your Graces are welcome: Your fonne and't pleafe you fir, is new cafheeredvorH, Cad from his Midris favour: and fuch a coile there is ^ Such fending,and fuch proving; flit dands off, ' And will by no meanes yeeld to compofition: He offers any price; his body to her. Sel. She is a hard Lady, denies that caution. Leo. And now they whine, '6c now they ravcifaith P: Twere a good point of charitie to piece 'em; C. For lefle then fuch a power will doe jud nothing: And if you meane to fee him, there it mud be, For there will he grow, till he be tranfplanted. Sel. Befeech your Grace, lets wait upon you thitfc That I may fee that beauty dares deny him, 1 That fcomfull beautie. Ftol. Ifhouldthinkeitwoifenow; 111 brought up beautie. Ant. She has too much reafon for't; } + I Which with too great a grief, I fhame to thinkeof, But wce'l goe fee this game. Lyf. Rather this wonder. Ant. Be you our guide Leontius,here's a new peace. E*. Scsene 5. Enter Demetrtus and felia. Cel. Thus far you fhall perfwade me dill to honour ye, Still to live with ye fir, or neere about ye; For not to lye,you have my fird and lad love, But fincc you have conceiv'd an evill againd me, An evill that fo much concer nes your honour, That honour aim'd by all at for a patterne: And though there be a falfe thought, and confeft too, And much repentance falne in fhoures to purge it; Yet,whilft that great refpeft I ever bore y e, Dwels in my bloud, and in my heart that duty; Had it but been a dreame,I mud not touch ye. Dem.O you will make fome other happy? Cel. Never, Upon this Hand lie feale that faith. Dem. We may kiffe, Put not thofe out o'th' peace too. Cel. Thofe He give ye, So there you will be pleas'd to pitch your ultra, I will be merry with ye; fing, difcourle with ye, Be your poore Midris dill: intruth I love ye. Enter Leontius, Anttgonm,Seleucns,LyfntACnw FtolomyfL untenant ,Gcnt lemon. lT^T™}0 are the^ ? l,eartS fo Pl.t.WecomtofmTffir Lyf- Hebowesa Her if, ^ 3 our fortunes. (® s.1. Ha ? prTy„ S'T*; hrt . Leontius, pray ye a werd Lyfimachus ? you both knew mine knantbe, 1 loft in Antioth, when the T®wne was t^en, 1 1"e.u?ckle ^'a'ne> Ant ig on us had the lack on't Lyf. Yes, / remember well the girle. * Sel. Methinkesnow (l( Th», Where ever fince I have remained his (ervant. S$l. My joyesare now too full; welcome Enauthe, Mine owne,my dearcft, and my beft Enantkc. Dem. And mine too defperate. Cel. You (hall not thinkelo, This is a peace indeed. *Ant. I hope it (hall be, v And aske it firft. Cel. Mod royall fir, ye have it. Dem. I once more beg it-1has. Sel* You muft not be deni'd lir. Cel. By me, I am lure he muft not: fure he (hall not Kneeling I give it too 5 kneeling I take it; And from this houre, no envious fpight ere part us. AIL The gods give happy joyesjalicombrtstoye. Dem., My new Enanthe. Ant. Come, beat all the Drums up, And all the noble inftruments of war : Let 'em fill all the Kingdome with their founds; And thole the brazen arch of heaven breake through, While to the Temple we conduct thefe two. Leo. May they be ever loving,ever young, And ever worthy of thofe lines they lprong • May their faire iflues walke with time along. ■ Lien. And hang a coward no w;and there's my fong. Exeunt IAm not cur'dyet throughlie; for beleeve Ifeele another paffion that rptygrieve All over me Ifeele it too: and now It takes me coldycold coldJ know not how: As you are good men helpe me^a Carowfe May make me love yon ally all here it hi houfet And all that comes to fee me doatingly : Now lend your hands; and for your curtejie, The next imployment I am fent upon, . Tie five are you are Phiftians, the wars none WOuld fotne man would infiruu me what to fa Tor this fame Prolog ue^uf uall to a play9 | Is tied to fuck an old forme of Petition; Men muft fay nothing now beyond commtjfion : ^ v. The clcakes we we are,the leggs we make J he plate Wc/land be one ; and one the face. Nor alter d^or exceeded; f it be9 A genera!! hijfefangs on our levttie : Wt have a Play^a new Play to flay now, tdndthm low tn our Plates behalfe we bow$ j l're low to beg your fuff rage,and kjnd care; If it were naught #r that it might appeare A thing hoy d up by prayer, Gentlemen, Beleeve my faith you (heuld not fee me then. Let them fieake then have power to (fop aflorme9 I never lov'd tofeele a houp fo war me \ Bit! for the Play}ifyou dare credit me9 Ithiige it well; All new things you Jhallfee, And thofe dfpos'dto all the mirth that may ; Andfhort enough we hope % and fuch a Play Ton were wont to like : fit nobly then,and fee s If it tn?f:arrie,pray lookemot for m?t m* fr&i I ! *4 I ' • 'A I {& m in id* II nki I !m I \»'4 II [p i u# 1 •vr!* I -/JjQ yld* A©} I « v* A mu _ Ipw ■W t%. i syw •£5D •/«7~ KN |AW HBj n - flM IS? • \ AA Ml Av^fl 1 $ty (WC! m \ Cm kfA wW \ il |>$Q IP |#^^l 1«/Vc3! 1 i §• l\ I XI ||Ml| . 'iWI R-\ (*. i ■\P 5s>? »»© ifl* r/v-fi' wm o\ l1 ite! B\WM A (\pI •>iB •/jKH r/P nS jp§ \%& y mffl a T<+P\ -\ ftV» m\ V'A 0^t>\ •/«£ r/® 5g kfi ©AfS •vIV *>}£) •/ *7" dfJwBb KSfi 1 - 1 f > I % I I i * NIC E THE VALOV OR, T he Pafsionate Mad man. JBus primus. Scdna prima. VI Dttke, Sbamonnt, and 4 Gentlemen. rjamoHnt,we\come;we havemift thee long, Though abfent but two daies : I hope your An!wer your time and wifhes. (fports Sham.Mtxy nobly fir: Wc tound game worthy your delight my Lord, It was lo royail Dx, I've enough to heare on't, Prethee faeftow't upon me in ddcourfe. i(j<»,What is this Gentleman Coz? you are a Courtier, Therefore kno w all their infides. 2 Gent. No farther then the Taffitie goes good Coz, Hee'l court the very Prentice of a Laundreffe, / Thefe are the parts requir'd, why not adv-anc'd ? . Du. Truft me,it was no letie then excellent pleafure, And I ;m right glad 'twas thine. How fares our kinfman ? Who can refolve us belt ? 1 G ent. I can m y Lord. Dm. There if I had a pitty without bounds, It might be all bellowed . A man lo loft In the wild waies of paftion.that he's fenfible Of nought but what torments him ? 1 Gent. True my Lord, He runs through all the Paflions of mankind, And fhifts 'em ftrangely too : one while in love. And that fo violent, that for want of bufinefte, I i i I k i i ! J r I i 5 1 I i k I 5 i i For the mod: part3which is indeed the belt part Of the molt generall intide: marry thus far Icanwithboldneflefpeake this ones mans Character, And upon honour paffe it for a true one ; He has that ftrength of manly merit in him, Thatit exceeds his Soveraignes power of gracing; He's faithfully true to valour, that he hates The man from C&fars time, or farther off, That ever tooke diigracc unrevengM: s And if he chance to read his abject ftory, Heteares his memory out, and holds it vertuous, Not to let lhame have fo much life amongft us ; There is not Inch a curious piece of courage Amongft mans f ellowfhip,or one fo jealous Of honours lolFe, or reputations glory : There's fo much perfed.of his growing ftory. 1 Gen, Twould make one dote on vertue as you tell it. 2 fotf.Iha'told-it to much lofle,beleeve it Coz. I # \ 3 Gw.How the Duke graces him? what is he brother? Will come into his rellifh. Though the have kib'd heeles: and in's melancholly agen, j He will not brooke an Emprelfe,though thrice fairer i Then ever Maud was; or higher fpirited Then Cleopatra,or your Englifh CouatelTe: Then on a fudden he's fo merry againe, Out-laughs a waiting woman,before her firft Child: And turning of a hand, lo angry 'Hasalmoft beate the Northen fellow blind; That is for that ufe only ; if that mood hold my Lord, 'Had need of a frefh man; ITe undertake, He fhall bruife three a month. Dm. I pitty him dearely : And let it be your charge, with his kind brother, To fee his moods obferv'd ; let every paffion Be fed ev'n to a furfet, which in time May breed a loathing : let him have enough Of every obj e.d,that his lence is rapt with; And being once glutted.chen the tafte of folly f» \ Exit. 4 Gen. Do you not yet know him ? a vain-glorious cox- Asproud as he that fell for't: but afide his valour, no vertue, Which is indeedmot fit for any Courtier; And we his fellowes are as good as he, crhaps as capable of favour too, or one thing or another, if'twere look'd into: ,,lve me 3 man,were I a Soveraigne now, as a good ftroake at Tennis,and a ftitfe one, ^■an play at Equinottium with the Line, | even as the thirteenth of September, ' en day and night lye in a fcale together; 7 may I thrive as I deferve at Billiards : 0°therwifeat Che(fe,or at Primero; ( combe, 1 Gent. I (hall fee Your charge my Lord mod faithfully effected : And how does noble Shamount ? Ska. Never ill man Untilllheare ofbalenefle,then /ficken, I am the healthful'ft man i'th'Kingdome elfe. 1 Gent. Be arm'd then for a fir, Here comes a fellow Will makeyou ficke at heart,if bafenefle do'c. Sba. Let me begone: what is he? 1 Gent. Let me tell you firft, It can be but a qualme,pray fray it out fir, Come,y'ave borne more then this. Ska. Borne ? never any thing .» t I Enter Lapet I That o J he Nice V alour: or. That was injurious. Gen. Ha, I am far from that. She.. He lookes as like a man as I have feene one : What would you Ipeake of him ? fpeake wcil I preth Even for humanities caufe. I Gent. You'd have it truth though ? What To favour nature; let her beare her owne (hame Iffhe befaultie. i Gent. Monftrous faultie there fir. Ska. I'm ill at eafe already. I Gent. Pray beare up fir. Shut. I Prethee let me take him downwith fpeed then. Like a wild objed that I would not lookeupon. I Gent. Then thus: he's one that will endure as much As can be lay'd upon him. Ska. That may jpe noble: I'm kept too long from his acquaintance. I Gent. Ofir, Take heed of rafh repentance, y'are too forward To find out vertue where it never letled: Take the particulars firft of what he endures; Videlicet, Baftinadoes by the great. Ska. How 1 I Gent. Thumps by the dozen,and your kicks by whole Ska. No more of him. (lale. 1 Gent. The twinges by the noflril he fnufFes up, And holds it the beft remedy torfneazing. Ska. Away. i Gent. Has been thrice fwitz't from feven a clock till Yet with a Cart-Horle ftomack fell to break-faft, (nine, Forgetfull of his finart. Ska. Nay.thedifgraceon't; There is no fmart but that: bale things a re felt More by their fhames then hurts Sir, I know you not, But that you live an in jury to nature: I'm heartily angry with you. Lap. Pray give your blow or kicke,and begon then : For I ne're faw you before, and indeed, Have nothing to fay to you, for I know you not. Ska. Why wouldft thou take a blow ? Lap. 1 would not fir, U nleire 'twere offer'd me; and if from anenemy— 1'de be loth to deny it from a ftranger. Ska. What, a blow ? Endure a blow ? and lhall he live that gives it ? Lap. Many a faire yeare-why not fir.? Ska. Let me wonder I As full a man to lee too, and as perfed— I prethee live not long Lap. How? Ska. Let me intreat it: * \ Thou doft not know what wrong thou doft mankind, To walke to long here; not to dye betimes. Let me ad vile thee, while thou haft to live here, Ev'nfor mans honour fake, take not a blow more. Lap. You thould advife them not to ftrike me then fir, For lie take none I allure you, lefle then are given. Ska. How faine would I prelcrve mans forme from And cannot get it done ? however fir, I charge thee live not long. Lap. This is worle then beating. Ska. Of what proftflion art thou, tell me fir, Befides a Taylor ? for lie know the truth. Lap. A Taylor ? I'm as a good a Gentleman— Can lhew my armes and all. (fhame, Ska. How black and blew they are ? Is that your manifeftation ? upon paine Of pounding thee to duft, aflume not wron" fujj, The name of Gentleman, becaufe lam one ° ^ That muft not let thee live. Lap. IJiave done,I heve done fir, if there be any harme, befhrew the Herald, I'cm fure I ha not been fo long a gentleman, To make this anger: I have nothing no where But what I dearely pay for. Exit. ' Sb. Groom begone; / never was fo hcart-fick yet of man. Enter Lad?, the Bakes f.fier, Le.pets wife. I. Cjen. Here comes acordiall Sir from totherfi Able to make a dying face look chearfull. Sh. The bleflednelfe of Ladies Lady. Y'are well met fir. Sh. The fight of you has put an evill from me, Whofe breath was able to make vertue (icken. Lad?. I'me glad / came fo fortunately. What wartfcl Sh. A thing that takes a blow, lives and eates after it' In very good health; you ha' not feen thelike Madam A moniter worth your fixpence, lovely worth, Speak low Sir; by all likely-hoods 'tis her husband, That now beftow'd a vifitation on me.Farewelllir. h Sh. Husband ? is't pofllble that he has a wife ? A ) Would _ If he were not kick'd toth' Church oth' wedding day lie never come at Court. Can be no otherwife: Perhaps he was rich, fpeak Miftris L ape t,wis it not fo? Nay, that's without all queftion. Sh. O ho, he would not want kickers enow then; If you are wile, I much fufped your honefty; For wifedome never fafteps conftantly, But upon merit: If you incline to foole, You are alike unfit for his focietie j Nay it it were not boldncfie in the man That honours you, to advife you,troth his company Should not be frequent with you. Wife. 'Tisgoodcounfcllfir. Sh. Oh I am fo carefull where I reverence, So juft to goodneffe, a nd her precious purity, I am as equallie jealous, and as fearefull, T hat any undeferved ftaine might fall Upon her fandified whitencfle, as of the fin That comes by wilfulneffe. W fe. Sir, I love your thoughts, And honour you for your counfell and your*care. Sb. We are your lervants. (baveWfi®: Wife. Hee's but a gentleman oth' chamber, hemig- Faith,where fhall one finde lefle courtefie,then atCdf Say / have an undeferver to my husband : That's ne're the worfe for him : well ftrange lipt Tis but a kifle loft, there'll more come agen* £•*'' Enter the Pajfionate Lord, the Dukes Kinfm0,m- a congie or two to nothing, i. Gen. Look who comes herefir,his love fit's upon Ik I know it, by that let fmile, and thofe congies. How courteous hee's to nothingi'which indeed, Is the next kin to woman ;onely fliadow The elder Sifter of the twaine, becaule 'tis feen too. | See how it kiffes the fore-finger ftill; . V THoh Dcitic^fwtft winged love. Sometimes below^femetimes above, Little injhape, bat great in power , Thou that makefi a heart thy Tower y And thy loop-hole s^Ladies eyesf From whence thou firiklfi the fond and w Did all the Jhafts in thv faire quiver Sttckfafi tn my ambitious liver j Tet thy power would I adore, And call upon thee to (hoot more. (hoot more, fhoot more. Enter Pajjiondte Lord Yea, fo dole. Cup* Tis like the miterable maid that drawes n - That fees no comfort yet,feeing him fo paflionate Paf. Strike me the Duchcffe of Valois in love v With all the fpeed thoa canft,aiid t wo of her won" 152 His wiiedome to your goodnefle. r Lad. You might taile * - ^ j In the returns as many men have done fir: ^ ff- 11 dare not juitifie what is to come of me, ! Becaule I know it not, though I hope vertuoufiy ; Marry what's palt or prefent, I durft put Into a good mans hand, Which if he take Upon my word for good,it {hall not couzen him. Sol. No, nor hereafter/ Lad. It may hap io too fir : A womans goodnetle, when {be is a wife, Lies much upon a mans deleft, oelieve it fir, If there be fault in her. lie pawn my life on't, 'Tis firft in him, if flic were ever good, That makes one; knowing not a husband yet, Or what he may be, I promife no more vertues, Then I may well performe,for that were coufenagc. Sol. Happy were he that had you with all feares, That's my opinion,Lady. Enter Shamont & afervant lifining. Ser. What fay you now fir ? Dare you give confidence to your owre eyes ? Sha. Not yet I dare not. Ser. No? t Sha. Scarce yet, or yet: Although I fee'tis he. Why can a thing, That's but my telle divided be io falle i Ser. Nay doe but marke how the chaire plaies his part How amoroufly 'tis bent. (too: Sha. Hell take thy bad thoughts, Tor they are ftrange ones. Never take delight To make a torment worie. Look on 'em heaven, Tor that's a brother: lend me a faire enemy, And take him; for a fouler fiend there breathes not: I will not (in, to think there's ill in her, But what's of his producing. Yet goodneile,whole incfoiure is but fiefh, Holds out oft timesbm lordly. But as black fir, As ever kindred was : I hate mineowne bloud, Becaule it is io neare thine. Live without honefty, And mailt thou dye with an unmoiftned eye, And no tearefollow thee. Ex.Shamont, Servant. Lad. Y'are wondrous merry fir 51 would your Brother S old. O my lifter (heard you. I would not out oth' way, let fall my words Lady, Por the precizeft humour. We make no queftion of mens promptnefs that wav Paf. And lmile, & wave a chair with coreely 6rac'. Play with our Taftle gently,and doe fine things, That catch a Lady fooner then a vertue. Sol. I never us'd to let man live fo long That wrong'd me. Pa. Talke of Battalions, wooc you in a skirmilK • Divine my mind to you Lady; and being ftiarp fo,' Can court you at halfe pike : or name your weapon We cannot faile you Lady. Enter 1 Gen. ' Sol. Now he dies: Were all lucceeding hopes ftbr'd up within him, I Ge. O fie, i'th' Court fir ? Sol. I moft dearely thanke you fir. 1 Ge. Tis rage ill lpent upon a paflionate mad-man Sol. That fhall not priviledge him for ever fir: A mad-man call you him? I have found too much reals Sound in his irjurie to me, to beleevc him fo. 1 Ge. If ever truth from mans lips may be held In reputation with you,give this confidence; And this his love-fit,which we oblerve ftill, By's Battering and his finenes: at fome other time, Hee'l goe as llovenly as heart can wiih.- The love and pity that his Highneile Ihewes to him, Makes every man tne more refpedfull of hitn: Has never a pafllon, but is well provided for, As this of Love, he is full.fed in all; His fwinge as 1 may tearme it: have but patience, And ye fhall witnefle lomewhat. Sol. Still he mocks me .• Lookc you,in aftion,in behaviour fir; Hold ftill the chaire,with a grand mifchiefe to you, Or lie fet Io much ftrength upon your heart fir Pa. I feele fome power has reftrain'd me Lady If it be feut from love,fay>1 obey it, ' And ever keep a voice to welcome it. Sol. Hi'are merry, that's the worft you can report on Th'are neither dangerous, nor immodeft. ("cm; Paf So fir, Shall 1 believe you, think you ? Sold. Who's this Lady ? Lad. O the Dukes Coufen;he came late from travel fir. Sold. Relpeft belongs to him. Paf Tor as I laid Lady, j Th'are merry that's the worft you can report of 'em: Th'are neither dangerous, nor immodeft. Sold. How's this ? Paf And there I think I left. Sold. Abufesme. * V # ' dm M M K a 0 | » Paf Now to proceed,Lady; perhaps I f'worel Iov'd you, If you believe me not, y'are muchthe wifer. Sol. He ipeaks ftill in my perfon,and derides me. ; Paf Tor I can cog with you. L ad. You can all doe lo. t ■ m » . # wm ■. • % m 4 -- S m J { Enter one like a Cupid "firing to fhoot at him. Paf /prethee hold though,Iweet Csleftialft0 I'm not requited yet with love enough, -Tor the firft arrow that I have within me •• And if thou be an equall archer Cupid, Shoot this Lady,and twenty more forme. Lad. Me fir ? j 1 Gen. Tis nothing but device,feare it not Lady; You may be as good a maid after that fhaft MadaWi As ere your mother was at twelve and a halfe! Tis like the boy that drawes it,-tasno fting yet. The P affionate Mad-matt. *53 Exit• >wYouftaU have more. /•Tell 'em1 tarry for'em. _ J vVho would be angry with that walking trouble fu\ hurts none but it (elfe? (now r / I am better quieted. rile have all women-kind ftrucke in time for mc ,L.r'thirteene once: his Cupid will not let me want, himipend his forty (hafts an houre, hall be all found from the Dukes Exchequer; Income already. nine the fame < ^Cupids bow bt fir ft womanft, 6 iv omen Afaf'<■ is thcmjhc Pricfi. ? % Exit. The Song. 0 turne thy bo.*, fby power we feele and know, fare Cupid tame away thy bow : They be t hofc golden Arrowes, Bring Ladies all their forrowes, And till there be more truth in men, Never (hoot At maid agen. ftf What a felicity of whores are here ? i: And all my concubines, ftruckc bleeding new : A man can in his life tinje. make but one woman, But he may make his fifty Queanes a month. C*. Have you remembred a Prieft honell brothers.' i Ere. Yes filler,and this is the young gentleman, Make you no quelli on of our faithfulnefle. a In. His growing fhame fifter provokes our care. Prieft,tie mull be taken in this fit of love Gentlemen. i En. What elfe fir ? he (hall db*t. a Ere. Enough. i Ere, Be cheerefilll wench. A dance,Cup id leading, ?«/Now by the ftroake of pleafure,a deep oath, Nimbly hopt Ladies all; what height they beare too? Aftory higher then your common ftatures 5 Alittle man mult go up ftaires to kifle 'cm : What a great fpace there is Betwixt loves dyning Chamber,and his Garret ? He the the utmoft height—the Garret floopes mctbinkes; The roomes are made all bending,I lee that, And not fo high as a man takes 'em for. C*. Now ifyou'l follow me fir,I've that power, to make them follow you. Esf Are they all (hot ? Alfall fir,every mothers daughter of 'em. /•'/•Then there's no feare offolloWing;if they be once ihcy'lfollow a man to th' devill—As for you Cvc—Ex.with W.Mefir? i Gent. What do you tneane fir ? Soul. What does he meane t'ingroflealltohimfelfe? There's others love a whore, as well as he fir. i Gen.Oh an' that be part o'th furie.wc have a Cittjr Is very well provided for that cafe; Let him alone with her, fir we have women Are very charitable to proper men, And to a Souldier that has all his limbes ; Marry the ficke and lame gets not a penny : Right womens charity,and the husbands follow't too: Here comes his hjghneffe fir. ,■ . Enter Duke,and Lords. Soul. He walke tocoole my (elfe, Du. Who's that? I Gen. The brother of Shamont. JD«.Hc's Brother then * * * • ^ To all the Courts love, they that love difcreetly, And place their friendlinefie upon defert: As for the reft, that with a double face Looke upon merit,much like fortunes vifage, - , That lookes two wa es, both to lifes calmes and ftormcs, lie fo provide for him,chiefly for him, ,, He fhall not wifh their loves,nor dread their envies* And here comes my Shamont. Enter Shamont. Sha. That Ladies vertues arc my only joyes, And he to oiler to lay fiedge to them ? Dm. Shamont. | i * •:» Sha. Her goodneffe is my pride; in all difcourfes, As often as 1 here rafh tongued gallants, Speake rudely of a woman,prefently I give in but her name,and th'are all filent; O who would lofe this benefit ? Du. Come hether fir. \ i | J^.'Tis like the gift of healing,but diviner; For that but cures diteales in th body, This workes a cure on tame,on reputation s The nobleft piece of Surgery upon earth. Du. Shamont 3 he minds me not. Sha. A Brother do't Dtc.Shamont I fay. Gives him a touch with his [witch. I i f I \ I 1 11 Sha. Ha ? if he be mortall, by this hand he perifhes; . Unleffeitbea ftroake from heaven, he diesfbr't. Du. Why,ho w now fir ? 'twas I. Sha. The more's my miferie. Du. Why,what's the matter prcthee ? Sha.Cm you aske it fir ? No man elfe"fhould;ftood forty lives before him, By this I would have op'd my way to him; It could not be you fir, excufe him not, ((hot, I What ere he be,as y'ate deere to honour, Drawes. [ 1 Ge"t- Nay fwect fir. (the Lady,& the Maskers, s>tl.A noile,a thrcatning; did yda not heare it fir ? 1Gem. Without regard fir;fo would I heare you. j '"h This tnuft come to iomcthing.. never talke of that °li never faw it otherwile. ' -'ft blay deare merit "ft. Me above all men ? ? ft ' toth you wrong your anger. ft1-1 will be arm'd my honourable Letcher. ftnt 0 fie (weet fir. ! J'd. l hat devoures womens honefties by lumps, "everchawft thypleafure. (Sir, That I may find my peace agert. Dm. Forbearelfay, Upon my love to truth,'twas none but I. Sha. Still milerabie ? Du. Come,come,what ailes you fir ? Sha. Neverfate fhame cooling (olong uponme; Without a (atisfa&fon in revenge, And heaven has made it here a lin to wifh it. Du. Harke youfir? Sha. O y'ave undone me. Du. How? Sha Cruelly undone me; I have loft my peace,and reputation by you: Sir pardon me, I can never love you more. Du. What language call you this firs ? ttuu i l' » ! t ! Exit. > « ^ \ I Gent i Gen. Truth my Lord,I've feldome heard a ftranger.— 2 Gent, He is a man of a moft curious valour, Wondrous precile, and puncSuall in that vertue. Dftc But why to me fo pun&uall ? my laft thought Was molt intirely fixt on his advancement: Why J came now to put him in poflfefllon Of his faire fortunes : what a mif-conceiver 'tis ? And from a Gentleman of our Chamber mecrely, Made him Vice-Admirall; I was fetledin't, I love, him next to health: call hiiu.Gentlemen; Why would not you,or you ha' taken as much, And never murmur'd ? Exit. I Gent. 2. Gent. Troath,I thinke we fhould my Lord, And there's a fellow walkes about the Court, Would take a hundred of 'em. Dm. I hate you all for't, And rather praife his high pitcl^d fortitude, Though in extreames for niceneffe: now I thinke on't, I would I had never done't.-—No w fir,where is he ? Enter i Gentleman. 1 Gent. His fate is only fir to be excufid. Da. He fhall not be excus'd, I love him dearelier: Say we intreat him; goe,he mull; notleave us.E-v. 2 Gen So vertue bleffe me,I nere knew him parraleld; Why,he's more prefious to me now, then ever. Enter 2 (jent.and Shamont. 2 Gent. With much faire language,w'ave brought him Dh. Thankes Where is he ? 1 Gent. Yonder fir. Du. Come forward man. Sha. Pray pardon the,I'm afham'd to be feenefir. Dm. Was ever inch a touchie man heard of ? Prethee come nearer. Sha. More into the light ? Put not fuch crueltie into your requefts my Lord, , fir ft to dilgrace me publikely, and then draw mc Into mens eycfight,with the fhameyet hot Upon my reputation. Which neither they can make; nor loft,repair?. h Dm. Y'ave let a faire light fir before my judgem?;,. Which burnes with wondrous cleames-,1 acknowlCo And your worth with it: but then fir,my love, a My love — what gone agen ? , Gen. And full of fcortie my Lord. Dm. That language willundoe the man that keeps Who knowsno difference twixt contempt and mk Upon your love to goodnes,gentlemen, C Ettir, Let me not lofe him long: ho w no w ? } H 1 Bro. How now fir, what's the matter ? Clo. His melancholly pafiion is halfe fpent alreai)'i Then c omes his angry fit at the very taile on't, Then comes in my pain gentlemen j'has beate in't Such aS there can be no forgiveneffe for, That lean find in honour. Dm. That's moft ftrangefir. Sha. Vet I have leartch'd my b©fome to find one, And wrefled with my inclination, But'twill not be t would you had kild me fir, With what an eafie had I forgiven you then ? But to endure a ttroke from any hand Under a punnifhing Angels, which is juftice, Honour difclame that man,for my part chiefly : Had it been yet the malice of your fword. Though it had cleft me,'thad been noble to me; You fhould have found my thankes paid in afmile If I had fellunworded; but to fhame me, j With the corre&ion that your horfe fhould have, Were you ten thoufand times my toy all Lord, I cannot loveyou never,nor defire to ferve you more, if your drum call me I am vowed to valour, But peace fhall never know me yours agen, I Becaufe I've loft mine owne.I fpeake to dye fir; j Would you were gratious that way totakeofffhame i With the fame fwiftnefle as you powre it on : And fince it is not in the power of Monarches To make a Gentleman,which is a fubftance Only begot of merit,they fhould be carefull Not to deftroy the worth of one fo rare, \ >'' V t i V . ■ "> Tbe Nice Valow Or Tuggson the haire ,your bob o'th' lips, I nere could find much difference : Now your thumpe A thing deriv'd firft from your Hemp-beaters, Takes a mans wind away, moft fpitefully: There's nothing that deftroy es a Collicke like it, For't leaves no wind i'th'body. T^helpr^nTTThe body but the beauty of the mind, A " . * I 4 ,i.: ' j j A thing which common courtfhip never think All his affeffions were fo fweet and faire, There is no hope for fame if he difpaire. Ex.Lad Enter the Clowne. es on. •—' r»- v Criey c K>cl . _ j _ „ Q 1 „ ^ kicks t heartily p . I ; - -v-.. — j " VY WJ iUJj ItrS 5 ve m °u' °f bratb with tbin,kin8 n"'- "e "n ' -s ftmIiliarl>';a? "" Ave, Z^juravgi t: > (ont. Or pretious falutation : I was ficke till I had Sba. This is far oft yet. _ ^ V j Becau{e j am fo ^ ^ one, Lap. How ever you deferve,your friends & , Give you large commendations i' this Letter, 1 tf They fay you will endure well. Clo. I'd be loath To prove 'em liers .• I've endur'd as much — JT-I « LJ * A./w # Lap. Tor the twinge byth'nofe, 'Tis certainly unfightly,fo my tables faies, But helpes againft the head-ache, woundrous ftrangely. Sha. Is't pollible ? Lap. O your crufh'd noftrils flakes your opilation And makes your pent powers flufh to wholfome fneezes.. u Sha. I never thought there had been halfe that vertue As mortall pen and In>ke can fet me do r In a wrung nof'e before. | Lap. Say you me fo } °r. 1 Lap. O plenitude fir: Now come we lower,to our mod erne kick, Which has been i " Since our young men dranke t^oitsroot: ana i grant 'Tis a moft fcornefull wrong,caufe the foot plaiesit; But marke agen,how we that take't, requite it With the like fcorne,for we receive it backeward; And can there be a worfe difgrace retorted ? Sha. And is this all ? I » »«. ivuv.au oiuuu. as wtak and tender Keen woman yet. L» Now 1 know this, (wUe very gently angry with thee, Mid kick rhee carefully. i low Oliweetfir. i peace,when thon art offer'd well,left I begin now. / friends and mine have writ here for your truth, ^"l patfe their words themleives,and I muft meet 'em. Tew. Then have you all: Exit. for my bbnefty there is no feare of that, lor I have ne're a whole bone about me. Exit. MvFick £"ter t^e ?affl0n :te Coufen, rud CMl'fll Appatell'd^, mbrac'd,and urn i J he Cupid following. tfi l (fome, rut Think upon love, which makes all creatures hand- Seemly l°r eydight 5 g°e ncr lo diftufedly, There are great Ladies purpole fir to vifit you ptrGrand plagues,fhut in my cafetr.ents.thai uicuicai.ua Of {heir Coach-mares reek not into my Noltrills ; Thole beads are but a kinde of Bawdy forerunners. Cut. It is not well with you, When you fpeak ill of faire Ladies. ('em; fflf l an e milchicfs,give me a neft of Owles,and take Happy is he lay I, whole window opens Toabrowne Bakers chimney.he fhail be fure there Toheare the Bird (ometimes after twi-light: What a line thing 'tis mc thinks to have our garments Sit loole upon us" thus, thus carcleflcly, It is more manly, and more mortifying • lor w'are lo much the readier for our fhrouds : For how ridiculous wer't, to have death come, And take a fellow pinn'd up like a Miftris? About his neck a Ruffe, like a pincht Lanthorne, Which Schoole-boyesmake in winter; and his dublec So dole and pent, as if he fear'd one prilon Would not be ftrong enough, to keep his foule in ; But'sTailor makes another: And truft me, for I know't when I lov'd Cupid, He does endure much paine, for the poore praile Ofaneat fitting luit. Cup. One may be handfome fir, Andyet not pain'd, nor proud. P»f There you lie Cupid, s bad as Mercuric : thereisnohandfomeneffe, But has a wafti of Ptide and Luxury, And you goc there too Cupid. Away diffembler, Ihotitak'rt the deeds part which befooles us all; Thy Arrow heads Ihoot outfinners ; hence away, 'd after thee lie fend a powerfull charme, ia'l banilh theefor ever. (■«p. Never, never, Ism too lure thine owne. Exit. Paf. Sings. Ence all you vat tie Delights, As jhort as are the nights, Wherein ym fpendyeurfally Titer's nought >n this life freest, If man were wife to fee't, Eutonely Afelanchol O fweetefl melancho Welcome folded Armes, and fixed ej A Jigh that piercing mortifies, A look^ that's fafined to the ground, A tongue chained up without a found* u • m m W . . m § * • * Fount aine he ads, and pat hie fife Grove. Places which pale pajfion loves : AToon y hous'dyfave Bats and Owles; A mid-night Bell a parting groone. T hen fir etch our bones u Nothings fo daintie fir feed Exit• Enter at another doore Lapety The Cupids Bro¬ thers watching his camming* / t * 1 Br. So, fo3 the Wood-cock's gin'd; Keep this doore faft brother. 2 Bro. He warrant this. , Bro. lie goe incenle him inttantly j I Know the way to't. 2 Bro. Wil't not be too loon think you, And make two fits break into one ? i Bro. Pah, no, no; The taile of his melancho j . Is alwayes the head of his anger,and followes as clofe, As the Report followes the powder. Lap. This is the appoynted place, and the houre ftruck, 1 i: I can get fecurity f or's truth, lie never minde his honefty; poore wortne, I durft lay him by my wife, which is a benefit Whieh many matters ha*not: I fhall ha no maid Now got with childe, but what I get my felfe. And that's no (mall felicity ; In moft places Th'are got by th' men, and put upon the Matters: Nor fhall I be refitted when I ftrike, For he can hardly (land •, thele are great bleflings. v Paf I want my food, deliver me a varlet. within. Lap. How now : from whenc< • Paf I am allow'd a CarcaiTe to infult on; Where's the villaine ? Lap. He meanes not me I hope. Paf My maintenance ralcals;my Bulk,my exhibitio Lap. Bleffe us all, What name's are thefe ? would I were gone agen. The paffionate man enters in furie,with a Truncheon, He Sings: ACurfe upon thee for a Jlave, Art thou here, and heard'fi me rave ? El) not fparkj.es from mine eye, To (hew my indignation nye f Am I not all foame, and fire ? With voice as hoarfiey as a Towne-cricr ? How my backL opes andJhuts together, With furie, as old mens with weather ? Could'fi thou not he are my teeth knafh hitherf # ^ Lap. No truelyfir, / thought t'ffad been a Squirrel!, comes that Shaving a Hazle-nut Paf. Death,hell,fi / will thrafh thy ma Lap. Ofweetfir. I - + ' * gy carcaffe I K \ 0. A 0 VtA 158 J be Nice Valour: Or, / a man ^ ' Doc „ j>- " 1 Gent. Good fweet fir. H'as fent twice for you. Sham. Is this brave, or manly ? 1 Gent. Iprethccbcconform'd. Sham. 'Death 2 Cjent. Peace, hee's come intrc.... Sham. Ohhaveyoubetraidme to my fhame afrcO'-' How am I bound to loath you ? " ' Shamont. welcomp. Enter JDnkl' a Gent. But my Lord, he never heard ont The P ajfionate Mad-man. . nrjV pardon hfn,for his falleneffe,! did Sir, 1 firnes • f Je rather be found rude thenfaithleife. Vh I love that blunt neffe dearcly: ha's no vice, „ t is more manly then fome others vertue, fhac lets it out onely for foe w or profit. sW.Wd1 pleale >'ou ciu^ me ^r» !'ve urgent bufines? Dx, Comejou'r fo hafty now : i font for you To a better end- Sj!0>, And if it be an end, Better or worfe, I thank your goodneffe for't. ''])„ I've ever kept that bounty in condition, \nithankfuinefle in bloud, which well becomes Both Prince and Subjed, that where any wrong Beares my imprefiion, or the hafty figure Of my repented anger,i'me a Law Ev'nto my lelf'e, and doome my (elfe mod: ftridly To Mice, and a noble fatisfa&ion : So mat. what you ia tenderneffe of honour, Conceive to be lofle to you, which is nothing But carious opinion, lie reftore agen, Although /give you the beft part of Genoa, And take to ooot but thanks for your amends. Sim. 0 miforable latisfadion, Ten times more wretched then the wrong it felfe ; 'Never was ill better made good with worfo : ' Shall it be laid that my. posterity Shall live the fole heircs of their fathers foame ? And raife their wealth and glorie from my (tripes ? You have provided nobly bounteous fir, For my dilgrace, to make it live for ever, Out-lafting Braffe or Marble: K* * This is my feares conftru&ion, and a deep one, • Which neither argument nor time can alter : Yet/durft fvveare ,1 wrong your goodneflc in't fir, •. And the molt faire intent on't,which I reverence With admiration, that in you a Prince, ' " Should be fo f weet and temperate a condition, ToofFer to reftore where you may .mine, And do't with jnftice, and in me a lervant, • Soha^iha dilpofition, that I cannot Iorgive where I fhould honor, and am bound to't> hut /have ever had that curiofity in bloud,and tendernels of reputation, h'uch an antipathy againfi: a blow, : Good lir difchargc me, ft is not fit that /fhould forve you more, ' °r come lo neare you j I'me made now for privacy. And a retir'd condition, that's my luit, 0part from Court for ever, my laic (uit. • n is you profofse bounty,grant me that,Sir. *• 1 would deny thee nothing. «**. Health reward you, fir. Exit. «. He's gone agen already, and takes hold any opportunity, not riches wpurchafe him, nor honours, peaceably, ? v , i,,orce vvere brutifh: what a great worth's gone with II utaSentfoman? well, for his fake, jjnoe offend more thole 1 cannot make .• '!^c/e ^'s words, and foali be deare to memorie. y a t0 him once agen 5 lTw,fay3 S lo well forward of bis peace, K', „e, t0 didurbe him: he would groane lAnd /' agen ; and that were injurie. Call fn Vl ^rong'tl his degree too much already. rt"the gentlemen of our chamber inftantly. 4 J^I f n it *59 (him, Dtt, 1 may forget agen, And therefore will prevent: The drain of this Troubles me fo,one would not hazard more. Enter i. Gent, and divers other- Gent, Your will my Lord ? Du- Yes; I di(charge you all. 2 Cjent. My Lord _____ I)tt. Your places foall be otherwifo difpos'd of. 4 Gent. Why fir? E>n. Reply not, I difrniffe you all: Y'are gentlemen,your worths will find you fortunes j Nor foall your farewell t axe me of ingratitude, He give you all noble remembrances, As tedimonies 'gainftfreproach and malice, That you departed lo v'd. 3 Gen. This is moddrange, fir. i Gen. B ut how is your grace furnifo'd,thefe difmis'd? D.*. Seek me out Grooms. ' Men more infenfible of reputation, Lelfe curious and precife in termes of honour, That if my anger chance let fall a droak, As we are all (ubjed: to impetuous paffions, Yet it may paffe unmurmur'd, undilputed, And not with braver fury prolecuted. Exit. i Gen. It foal be done, my Lord. 3 Gen. Know you the caufo fir ? I Gen. Not I kinde gentlemen,but by conje&urcs, And fo much foall be yours, when you pleafo. 4 Thanks fir. 3 gen. We foal ith* mean time think our felves guilty Of (omefoule fault, through ignorance committed. i Gen. No, 'tis not that, nor that way. 4 Gen. For my part, I foall be dif-inherited, I know fo much. i Gen. Why fir, for what ? '* 4 Gen. My fire's of a drange humour, Hee'll forme faults for me, and then fweare 'em mine, And commonly the fird begins with leacherie. He knowes his owne youches trdpafle. I Gen. Before you goe, lie come and take my leave, and tell you all firs. 3 Gen. Thou wer'ir ever juft and kiufe. Exit. I Gen. That's my poore vertue fir, And parcell valiant, but it's hard to be perfeff : The chufing of thefo fellowes now will puzzle me, Horribly puzzle me; and there's no judgement Goes true upon mans out-fide, there's the mifohicfe; He mud be touch'd, and try'd, for gold ordroffe; There is no other way fir t, and that's dangerous mo; But fince I'me put in trud, I will attempt it: The Duke foal keep one daring man about him. C Enter a Soft,who comes here? a pretty bravery this : £ Gallant Every one goes folike a gentleman, ' Lis hard to finde a difference, but by th' touch, lie trie your mettall (ure. Gal. Why what doe you meane fir ? i Gen. Nay, and you underhand it not, I doe not. Gal. Yes, would you fhould well know, I underdand it for a 6ox o'th' eare Sir. i Gent. And o' my troth, that's all I gave it for. Gal. 'Twerebeditbe fo. ! Gen. This is a brave Coward, my Lord Within. 4 I A jolly threatning Coward; he foall be Captaine : Sir, let me meet you an houre hence i'th'Lobby. i Gal.Meet you?the world might laughat me then i'faith.! i Ge.Lay by your fcorn & pride,they're fcurvy qualities^' And, i6o 'J3he Nice Valour : Or, And meet me, or lie hox you while i have you. And carric you gambril'd thither like a Mutton. gal. Nay, and you be in earned,here's my hand I will not faile you. I Gcn.'Yxs lor your ovvne good. Gal. Away. i Gent. Too much for your own good,fir,a pox on you. Gal. I prethee curie me all day long fo. I Gen. Hang you. Gal-, lit make him mad; hee'sloth to curfe too much to Indeed I never ytt took box oth' eare, Cme» But it redounded, I mud needs fay fo—- Gent. Willyou be gone Lap. He prints my Blows upon pot-paper too,the Which had been proper for lome drunken Pamphlet I ! gal. Curfe, curie, and then I goe. Look how he grins,I've anger'd him toth' kidnyes. I Getf.Was ever lucha priggingcoxcombeleen ? One might have beat him dumbenowin this humour, | And hee'd ha' grind it out dill: Enter a plain fellow ! O here's one made to my hand, ! Methinks looks like a Craven ; Lefle paines will lerve his triall: fome (light judle. Pi. f. How .'take youthar fir .• And if that content you not. i Gen. Yes very well, fir, I defire no more. PI. f. I think you need not; For you have not lod by't. Exit. (a gentleman[? i Gen. Who would ha' thought this would have prov'd lie never trufi long chins andlittle legs agen, lie know! 'em lure for gentlemen hereafter: A griftle but in fhew, but gave his cuffe With luch a fetch, and reach of gentrie, As if h'had had his arines before the fioud ; I have took a villanous hard taske upon me; Now I begin to have a feeling on't. Enter Lapet,and Clovne hts fervant, and fa habited. 0 here comes a tri'd piece, now, the reformed kick. The millions of pnnches, Ipurnes, and nips Thar he has endur'd ? his Buttock's all black Lead, He "s halfe a Negro back-ward ; he was pad a Spaniard In eighty eight, and more Egyptian-like; His Table and his Book come both out (hortly, And all the Cowards in the Towne expeCt it j So, it I faile of my full number now, 1 fhall be fure to finde 'em at Church corners, Where Dives, and the lufPring Ballads hang. Lap. Well, fince thou art of lb milde a temper, Of lo meek a fpint, thou mailt live with me, Till better times doc lmile on thy deferts. I am glad I am got home againe. Clem. I am happy in your fervice,fir, You'd keep me from the Hofpitall. Lap. So, bring me the lad proofc, this is corroded. (low. 1, y'are too full of your correction, fir. Lap Look I have ported Books within this half houre. Clow. Yes fir. Lap. Bid him put all the Thumps in Pica Roman, And with great Tees,(you vermin) as Thumps (hould be. Clow. I hen in what Letter willyou have your Kicks ? Lap. All in Italica, your Backward blowes All m Iralica,you Htnnophroditc; When fhall I teach you wit ? I Clow. O let it alone, Till you have fome your feife fir. i Gen. Monfieur Lapse i ?how the world rir,"s ofy0, ■ Your name founds far and neare. & Lap. A good report it beares,for an enduring naffi( i Gen. What luck have you fir ? Lap. Why, what's the matter ? i Gent. I'me but thinking on't. I've heard you wifh this five yeare for a place. Now there's one fall'n, and freely without money too. And empty yet, and yet you cannot hav't. ' Lap. Nowhat's the reafon ? He give money foft Rather then goe without fir. I Gen. That's not it, fir; Ex. i The troth is, there's no gentleman mud have it Lap. You mumble? Clow. The Vidualls are lockt up j I'me kept from mumbling. Either for love or money: 'tis decreed lo; I was heartily lorrie when I thought upon you, Had you not been a gentleman I had fitted you. Lap. Who I a gentleman ? a pox I'me none, fir. I gen. How? Lap. How.' why did you ever thank I was.' i Gen. What ? not a gentleman ? Lap. I would thou'dd put it upon me i'faith. Did not my Grand-father cry Coney-skins? My father Aquavits i a hot gentleman : All this I (peak on i'your time and memorie too; Onely a rich Unckle dy'd and left me chattells," You know all this (o well too — x Gen. Pray excufe meHr, ha'not you Armcs.' Lap. Yes, a poore couple here. That ferve to thrud in wild-fowle. i Gen. Heralds Armes, Symbols of gentrie, fir: you know my meaning; They've been fhewn and (ecn. Lap. They have. I Gen. I fexhavethey. Lap. Why I confcfle,at my wives indigation once, (As women love thele Heralds kickihawes naturally) / bought 'em: but what are they think you ? puffs. i Gen. Why,that's proper to your name being If Which is La fart%after the engliilr letter. Lap. The Herald, fir, had much a doe to finde it. i Gen. And can you blame him Why 'tis the onely thing that puzzles the devill. Lap. At lad he lookt upon my name agen, And having well compar'd it,this he gave me, The two Cholliques playing upon a wrnde inflrumcnt. i Gen. An excellent proper one : but I pray tellir.fi How does he exprefie the Cholliques ? They are hard things. Lap.lhe Cholliques?with hot trenchers at their btfc There's nothing better, Sir, to blaze a Chollique. i Gen. And are not you a gentleman by this fir? Lap. No, / difclaime't : no belly-ake upon earth Shall niake mc one : he (hall not think To put his gripes upon me, And wring out gentrie lo.and ten pound firft. If the winde inftrument willmake my wife one. Let her enjoy't, for (he was a Harpers Grand-cha" • But fir, for my particular, / renounceit. I Gen. Or to be cali'a io ? Lap. 3 fir,or imagin'd. . i Gen. None fitter for the place give me thy bJIV Lap. A hundred thouland thanks,befide a Bribe fit* ^ j Gen. You mud take heed Exit' Of thinking toward a gentleman, now ■ J* f * r H. i Gen. And now you put me in minde,I could employ I or your gracedpecially :For the Dukes cozen fit well, Is by this time in's violent fit of mirth, And a devile muft be fought out for fuddainly, Fo over-cloy the pafifon. Lap. S-ay no more, fir, lie fit you with my Schollers, new practitioners, Endurersof the time. Clow. Whereof I am one fir. i Gen. You carry it away fmoothjgive me thy hand,fir. Exeunt. Strame Afimile is for afimpcrmg Novice. Pal. One that ne're tafied Caveare, Baf. Nor knowes the fmackj>f deare Anchoz Paf. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Baf. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. Paf. A gigli ng waiting wench forme, That fhewesher teeth hew white they he. Baf# A thing not fit for gravitte, For theirs are fuvle and hardly three. V af. Ha, ha, ha. Baf. Ho, ho, ho. Paf. Democritu s, thou ancient Fleerer, Now I miJfe thy laugh, and ha finee. Baf. There you nam*d the famous Gcerer, TiW geer'd in Rome^r Athens. Paf. Ha, ha, ha. Baf. Ho, ho* ho. Paf. How brave live she that keeps afoole Although the rate be deeper ? Pal. f/?*if ts his owne. foots fir, Does live a great deale cheaper. "N Paf. Sure //JW burfi,burfi,cjutte breakjhou art fo witty. Bal. %Tis rare to breakjtt Court for that belongs totW C ity. Paf. Ha,ha,my fpleen ts almofi worne to the lafi laughter. Bat O keep a corner for a friend, ajefi may come hereaf¬ ter. Enter Lapct and Clowne, andfoure other like fooles, dan¬ cing, the (fupid leading, and bearing his Table, and holding it up to Lapet at every ft rainy pofi ' Lap. Twinge all now* fwinge,1 lay Sowle uponSoufe. Doufes {ingle. Jullle fides. 2 Straine. Knee Kickfee Buttock. 4 Straine. 5 Straine. 6 Straine. 7 Straine. La. Downederry. Enter Soldier, Shamonts Brother, his [word drawne Sol. Not angry Law, nor doores of Braffc fhal keep Prom my wrongs expiation, to thy Bowels, I returne my difgrace; and after turne My face to any death that can be lentene'd. Bafe Murder, O murder, Hop the murderer there Lap. I am glad hce's gone;h'as almoft trod my guts out; ▼ i — — A Comes ruine, tor a welcome, to thy birth. Extm • ^ , * jS fl| * Sczne 2. Enter Shamont. * o 4 ~ . § Sham. T his is a fc eautifull life no w; privacie The fweetnefle and the benefit of effence: I fee there is no man, but may make his paradice; And it is nothing, but his love, and dotage Upon the worlds fowle joyes. that keeps him ®ut on't: For he that lives retir'd in minde, and lpirit, Is dill in paradice, and has his innocence, Partly allow'd for his companion too, As much as (lands with / office: here no eyes Shoot their fharp pointed icornesupon my thame; They knownotermesof reputation here, No punftuall limits, or precile dimenfions; Plaine downe-right honeftie is all the beauty And elegancy of life found amongft (hepheards; For knowing nothing nicely, or defiringit, Quits many a vexation from the minde, With which our quainter knowledge does abufe us; The name of envy is a ftranger here, That dries mens blouds abroad, robs health and reft, Why here's no fuch fury thought on; no, nor faUebood That brotherly difeafe,fellow-like devill, That plaies within our bolome, and betrayes us. Enter I Gent. 1 Gen. Oh are you here ? Sham. La Novet\xs llrange to fee thcc. 1 Gen. I ha' rid one horfe to death, Tofindeyouout, fir. Sham. I am not to be found of any man That faw my fhame, nor feenlong. 1 Gen. Good, your attention ; You ought to be feen now, and found out fir, If ever you defire before your ending To performe one good office, nay a deare one, Mans time can hardly match it. Sham. Bee'taspretious As reputation; if it come from Court I will not heare on't. 1 Gen. You muft heare of this, Sir, Sham. Muft ? 1 Gen, You (hall heare it. Sham. 1 love thee, that thoul't dye, 1 Gen. 'Twere nobler in me, Then in you living .• you will live a murderer. If you deny this office. Ska. Ev'n to death fir. Another Ftfkers Folly, and your Pafatall Went not below the mad-caps of that time, And fhall my elaborate Kick come behinde think you? Clow. Yes,it muft come behinde, 'tis in It edict, too, According to your humour. Lap. Not in lale, varlet. Clow. In fale, fir? it fhall faile beyond 'em all I troe. Lap. What have you there now? oh, Page, 21. Clow. That Page is come to hisyeares, helhouldbea £<-2.Mark how I lnap up the Duello there:(lerving-man. One would not ufe a dog fo, I mud needs lay; but s torfthe common good. j CUw. Nay fir,your Commons lcldomefight at lharp, I But buffet in a ware-houle. . > , Lap. This will lave . Many a gentleman of good bloud from bleeding firs, j I have a curie from many a Barber Surgeon 5 j They'd give but too much money to call t in; j TurnetoPage45. lee what you finde there. > Clow. O out upon hi m, j Page 45. that's an old theefeindeed. i Enter Duke, the Lady his fifier, 1 Gent. Lap The Duke,clap down your Books; away Galojhio. j Clow. Indeed I am too foule to be ith' prelence, | They ufe to fhake me off at the chamber door {fill. Ex. j Lady. Good my Lord, grant my luit; let me not rile ( Without the comfort on't: I havenotoften j Been tedious in thiskinde. j Du. Sifter, ycu wrong your felfe, j And thole great vertues that your fame is made of, To wafte io much breath for a Murderers life. j Lad. You cannot hate th' offence more then I doe,fir, 1 Nor the offender , the relpeif I owe i Unto his ablent brother, makes me a fuitor, j A more importunate lifter; make me worthy ' But of this one requeft. - Duk^ i deate | To any importunacy, and forry j Tor) our forgcifulnefle; you never injar'd j Your worth lo much, you ought to be rebnk'd for't: j Purlue good wayes, end as you did begin, j 'Tis haltc the guilt to fpeak for fuch a I in. j Lad. This is loves beggerie right, that now is ours, When Ladies love, and cannot fhew their powers. Ex. Du. La Noce ? v 1 Gen. My Lord. Du. Are thefe our new attendants ? > Lap. We arc my Lord, and will endure as much As better men, my Lord, and more I truft. I Du. What's hee ? f 1 Gen. My Lord, a decay'd Gentleman, j That will doe any lervicc. Du. A decay'd one ? 1 Gent. A renoune'd one indeed; for this place only. Du.We renounce himthcn;go,difcharge him inftantly. J He that dilclaimes his gentry for meere gaincs, j That man's too bale to make a valfaile on. j Lap. What laiesthe Duke ? \ 1 Gen. Faith little to your comfort fir, You muft be a gentleman agen. Lap. How ? 1 Gent. There's no remedy. ; Lap. Marty, the fates forf end: ne're while I breath fir.« 1 Gen. The Duke will have it io, there's no refitting, j He fpidc it i' your fore-head. i Lap. My wife's doing. Duk. Has flaine a noble gentleman,thinkeon^ Sham. I would I could not fir. r Dukj Our Kinfman too. Sham. All this is but wotfe fir, Dm. When 'tis at word, Yet feeing thee, he lives. Sham. My Lord ■ Dm. He lives, Believeit as thy bliffe, he dyes not for't: Will this make fatisfaftionfor things pad ? Sham. Oh my Lord— Dm. Willit ffpeak. Sh. With greater fhame to my unworthineffe. Dm. Rife then, wee're ev'n : I never found it hardc; To keep juft with a man : my great work's ended. I knew your brothers pardon was your fait, fir, How ever your nice modeftie held it back. Sham. I take a joy now,to confeffe it, fir. Enter I. Genu i (Jem. My Lord—- Dm. Heare me firft, fir, what e're yournewesbe: Set free the Souldierinftantly. i Geo. Tis done, my Lord. Dm. How? i Gen In effeft: 'twas part of my newestoo, There's faire hope of your noble kinfmans life fir. Dm. What faift thou ? I Gen. And the molt admired change That living flefh e're had ; he's not the man my Lord; Death cannot be more free from paffions, fir, Then he is at this inftant: hee's lo meek now, He makes thofe feem paflionate, was never thought of And for he fcares his moods have eft difturb'd youfir, Hee's onely hafty now for his forgivenefle, And here behold him fir. ' She thought the fhould be put below her betters now, And fu'd to ha' me a gentleman agen. j i Gent. And very likely fir: Marry lie give you this comfort when all's done, You'll never paife but for a fcurvey one, That's all the helpeyou have: come fhewyour pace. J Lap. The beavieft gentleman that e're loft place; I Beare witnefle I am forc't to't. Exit. D»ke. Though you have a courfer title yet upon you, Then thofe that left your places, without blame, Tis in your power to make your lelves the fame : I cannot make you gentlemen,that's a work ! Rais'd from your owne delervings; merit,manners, And in-borne vcrtue doe's it. Let your own goodneffe Make you fo great, my power fhall make you greater; And more t'encourage you, this I adde agen, There's many Grooms now exaft Gentlemen. Enter Shamont. Sham. Me thinks'tis rtrange to me to enter here : Is there in nature fuch an awfull power, To force me to this place? and make me doe this? Is mans affeftions ftronger then his will ? His refolution ? was I not refolv'd Never to fee this place more ? Doe I beare* Within my breaft one bloud that confounds th'other ? 1 The bloud of love, and will, and the laft weakeft ? Had I ten Millions, I would give it all now, 1 were but paft it, or 'twould never come j For I fhall never do't, or not do't well, But fpoyle it utterly betwixt two pafifions. Yonder's the Duke himfelfe, I will not do't now, Had twenty lives their feverall fufterings in him.1 Exit. Duke Who's that went out now ? Pol. I faw none, my Lord. Dm. Nor you ? MohI. I faw the glimpfe of one my Lord. Dw.What ere it was.methought it pleas'dme ftrangly, And fuddenly my joy was ready foi't. Did you not marke it batter ? PoljSr Moul. Troth my Lord, We gave no great heed to'r. Enter Shamont. Sham. 'T will not be anfwet'd, It brings me hither ftill; by maine force hither s Either I muft give over to profeffe humanity, Or I muft fpeak for him. Duke 'Lis here agen: No inarvaile'twas fo pleafing, 'tis delight A nd worth it felfe, now it appeares unclouded, Sham. My Lord—- He turnes away from mee: by this hand I am ill-us'd of all fides : 'tis a fault That fortune ever had, t' abufe a goodneffe. Duke Methought you were faying fomewhat. Sham. Marke the Language, As coy as fate j I fee 'twillnere be granted. Dm. W e little look'd in troth to fee you here yet. Sham. Not till the day after my brothers deathjl think. | Dm. Sure fbme great bufineffe drew you. Sha. Ne infooth, fir, | Onely to come to lee a brother dye fir, i 1 hat 1 may learne to goe too; and if he deceive me not, 1 think he will doe weilin'tof afouldier, | Manly, and honeftly : and if he weep then, 1 I fhall not think the worfe on's man-hood fot't, Becaufc hee's leaving of that part that has it. ' Enter Pajfion. the Cupid, and two brothers, Dm. Let me give thanks firft : our worthy Coufen* Paf. Your unworthy trouble fir; For which, with all acknowledg'd reverence, I askeyour pardon ; and for injurie More knowne and wilfull, I have chofe a wife, Without your counfell, or confent, my Lord. Duke A wife ? where is fhe fir I Paf. This noble Gentlewoman. Dub. How ? Paf. Whofe honour my forgetful times milch wroi Dm. Hee's madder then he was. i Gen. I would ha' fworne for him. Dm. The Cupid, coufen ? Paf. Yes, this worthy Lady, fir. Dm. Still worfe and worfe. 1 Pro. Our filler under pardon, my Lord. Dm. What? 2 Pro. Which fhapc Love taught her to affufflt' Dm. Is't truth then ? i Ge.lt appears plainly now below the vvafteiny Dm. Shamont, didft ever read of a (he-Cupid [ Sham. Never in fiftion yet: but it might hold (it 5 For Defire is of both Genders. Enter the Dukes fifler. Dm. Make that good here : $ He jojn; Shamor.ti I take thee at thy word, fir. £ and his Siflers. Sham. O my Lord, Love would appearetoo bold, and rude from _ r ^ ~ ■ - • •• ^ The P afjion ate Mad-man. ■ n«^S^ati°n arC hef "S11"' SjSdncffc is my Saint, myLori. I IjJ jj ' V?both too modeft to beftowyour felves: ive that vertue (till ; 'tis but my paines: come, II This gift docs but fet forth my poverty. 1 uf Sir,that which you complaine of is my riches; " Enter Shamonts brother theSouldter. (come. Dh. Soldier,now every noife founds peacc^th'art Wei- i * r f r- 4 ^ H *** J* -v ■' A i) w • # 165 r £ !» 'Ml HWIlil1 II I I ii i ill I I il: ill jfl J11 t ' . t * i , - VV» i 1 i i H *V3 * \ i # •» f i i v v * » , w «\U *• ^ 4 V * . X t . • • • • ♦ -• * ' - * 4-01 . -V - * a r — . . * * .«• ^ T • ■ ■ ♦ I ' • 'As §* ■■ ^r;; ■ ' ».'r • \ f/r » ' *. -' , ■ ' . \ - • ^I. ^ w V\r.? s\ow<•!> (\. " • .-«&$. ^ b : W. *m'• ■>Mi u • toA :v'i ; 5u' —\ • <\ * * m -» A> \ .li * s o y ;r 1 1 © - _ r /> ( V ,. ',•• - -3.; 0->\ -... -•. : : m■: • ' ! 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Their fwords, alas, 1 weigh'em notfdeer Friend) The indifcretion of the Owners blunts'etn; The fury of the Houfe affrights not me. It fpends it felfin words: (Oh me Martine) There was atwoedg'd eye, a Lady carried A weapon that no valour can avoyd, Nor Art (the hand of Spirit) put afide. O Fi iend, it broke out on me like a bullet Wrapt in a cloud of firethat point (Martine) Dazled my fence, and was too fubtle for me. Shot like a Gomet in my face, and wounded ( To my eternal ruineJ my hearts valour. Mar. Methinks (he was no fuch peece. Ant. Blafpheme not Sir, She is fo far beyqnd weak commendation, That impudence will blufh to think ill of her. The eM ill. no challenge fure: it fhe do ( Antonio Aw. Yes. Jfm. And did you give my Letter? Aw. To what end went I ? lfm. Are ye fure it was he ? Was it that Gentleman ? Aw. Do you think I was blind ? I went todeek no Carrier, nor no Midwife. Ifm. What kind of man was he ? thou maid: be decei¬ ved Friend. Aw. A man with a nofeon's faced think he had eies too. And hands: for fure he took it. Ifm. What an anlwer ? Aw. What queftions are thefe to one that's hot and troubled ? Do you think me a Babe ? am I not able f Cofen) At my years and difcretioo, to deliver A Letter handfomly! is that fuch a hard thing ? Why every wafer-woman will undertake it: A Sempfters girle,or a Taylors wife will not mifle it: A Puritane Hofteffe (Cofen) would fcorn thefe queftions. My leggesare weary. Ifm. I'll make'em well again. Am. Are they at Supper ? Ifm. Yes, and lam not well, Nor defire no company ; look out, 'tis darkifli. Am. I fee nothing yet: aflure your felf, lfmena, If he be a man he will not mifle. lfm. It may be he is modeft, And that may pull him back from feeing me- Or has made fome wild conftruftion of my eafinefle: I blufh to think what I writ. Am. What fhauld ye blufh at ? ('em} Blufh when you aft your thoughts, not when you write Blufh foft between a pair of fheets, fweet Cofen, Though he be a curious carried Gentleman,I cannot think He's fo unnatural to leave a woman, Ajvoung, a noble, and a beauteous woman, Leave her in her defires: Men of this age Are rather prone to come before they are fent for. Hark, I hear fomthing; up to th'Chamber, Cofen, You may fpoil all elfe. Enter Antonio aid Mar tine. lfm. Let me fee, they are Gentlemen ; It may be they. Am. They are they: get ye up, And like a Land- ftar draw him. Ifm. I am fhamefac'd. Exit, Ant. This is the ftreet. Mar. I am looking for the houfe t Glofe, clofe, pray ye clofe here. Ant. No, this is a Merchants j I know the man well: Mar. And this a Pothecaries: I have Iain here many For a loofenes in my Hilts. (times. Ant. Have ye not paft it ? Mar. No fure: There is no houfe of mark that we have fcaped yet. Ant. What place is this ? Mar. Speak fofter; 'may be fpies j If any, this, a goodly window too, Garv'd far above, that I perceive: 'tis dark, But (be has fuch a luftre. Enter lfmena andAminta above with a Taper. Ant. Y es Mar tine, So radiant fhe appears. Mar. Elfe we may mifle, Sir: ? (hee'l be a Second too; I am for he 1 f A good houre Gentlemen. Z You are welcom Lady ; fvLmx late rude paflage has powr'd o Enter lfmena and A mint a. you meet him ? The Maid in the Mill, The night erowes vengeance black , 'pray heaven fhe fhine clear: Hark, hark, a window, and a candle too. Ant. Step clofe, 'tis fhe: I fee the cloud difpetfe, And now the beautious Planet. Mar. Hah,'tis indeed, Now by the foul of love a divine Creature. Ifm. Sir, Sir, Ant. MoftbleffedLady. Ifm. 'Pray ye Hand out. Am. You need not fear, there's no body now fVirring. Mar. Beyond his commendation I an? taken, Infinite ftrangely taken. Am. I love that Gentleman, Methinks he has a dainty nimble body : I love him heartily. Ifm. * ris the right Gentleman : But what to fay to him, Sir. Am. Speak. Ant. I wait ftill, And will do till I grow an other Pillar, To propt this houfe, fo it pleafe you. Ifm. Speak foftly, And 'pray ye fpeak truly too. Ant, I never lyde,Lady, Ifm. And don't think me impudent to ask ye,.. I know ye are an Enemie, fpeak low, But I would make ye a friend. Ant. I am friend to beauty; Ther's no handfomnefle I dare be foe too. Ifm. Are ye married ? Ant. No. Ifm. Are ye betrothed ? Ant. No, neither. Ifm. Indeed (fair Sir.) Ant. Indeed (fair fweet) I am not. Moft beauteous Virgin, I am free as you are Ifm. That may be Sir, then ye are miferable For I am bound. Ant. Happy the bonds that hold ye; Or do you put them on your felf for pleafure? Sure they be fweeter far then libertie : There is no bleffedneffe but in fuch bondage: Give me that freedom (Madam ) I befeechye, CSince you have queftion'd me fo cunningly) To ask you whom you are bound to, he muft be certain More then humane, that bounds in fuch a beauty : Happy that happy chain, fuch links are heavenly. Ifm. Pray ye do not mock me,Sir. Ant. Prayye(Lady)tellme. Ifm. Will ye beleeve, and will ye keep it to ye ? d not fcom what I fpeak ? Ant. I dare not (Madam) As Oracle what you fay, I darefwear to. Ifm. I'll fet the candle by: for I fliall blufh nowJ Fy, how it doubles in my mouth ? it muft out, Tis you I am bound to. Ant. Speak that word again, I underftand ye not. Ifm. ' Tis you I am bound to. Ant.Utxt is another gentleman, Ifm. 'Tis you Sir. Am. He may belov'd too. Mar.Not by thee,firft curfe me. Ifm. And if I knew your name. Ant. Antonio (Madam) An Ifr,,. ...... unburn am Doundt Ant. And when I fet ye free,may heaven forfake * lfmena. ®e' Ifm. Yes, now I perceive ye love me, You havelearnd my name. Ant. Hear but fome vows I make to ye: Hear but the proteftations of a true love. Ifm. No,no,not now: vo Done in the cleerefl No vow (deer Sir) To fuch ftrid termes s thofe men have broken wesUKjuid be cheerful nd nobleft teftimony: Loofe and difmembred faiths (my deer Antonio t!' That fplinter'em with vows:am I not too bold.? Corredl me when you pleafe. Ant. I had rather hear ye, For fo fweet Mufick never ftruck mine eares yet ; Will you believe now / Ifm, Yes. Ant. I am yours. Ifm. Speak lowder, Ifyeanfwer the Pritft fo low,you will lofeyour wtdi -, Mar. Would I might fpeak, I would holloa. ; Ant. Take my heart, And if it be not firm and honeft to you, Heaven. ^ Ifm. Peace, no more: I'll keep your heart,sndcrediti Keep you your word : when will you come again _ (Friend ?) For this time we have wooed indifferently, I would fain fee ye, when I dare be bolder. Why Uncle fulio Has bound me to attend him upon promile, Upon expedition too; we have rare fports there, Rare Count try fports, I would you could but fee'em. Dare ye fo honour me ? Ifm. I dare not be there, You know I dare not, no, I muft not (friend) Where I may come with honourable freedom; Alas, I am ill too; wee in love. Ant, Youflowtme. Ifm. Truft me I do not1 fpeak truth, I am fickly, And am in Love: but you muft be Phyfician. Ant, I'll make a plaifter of my beft affeftion. Ifm. Be gone, we have fupp'd, I hear the people(lir, Take my beft wifhes: give me no caufe (Antonio) To curfe this hapyy night. Ant. I'll lofe my life firft, A thoufand kiffes. Ifm. Take ten thoufand back again. Mar. I am dumb with admiration: fhall we get Sir f Ifm. Doft thou know his U nele Am. No,butIcanask,Cofen. _ Ifm. I'll tell thee more of that, come let's to bed And give me handfom dreams, Love, I befeech thee. Am, 'Has given ye a handfom fubjed. . lfvt. Pluck to the windows. ^ Six Chaires placed at the Arrtf' ' % • jThe Maid in the *Pvl ill. 5 /Bus fecund us Selena Prima. within Eranio. Ent.Vranio. Enter Buftofa* 0 The thuudring Seas.whofe watry fire walhes JlTwhale wh°fe feet fo feU lilies ore the Mountains tops. Fit. Boy. . 0 The thundring. ; frt. Why boy Buftofa. Vufi Here I am, the gentle wha U Oh, are you here Sir ? where's your filter ? ,J xhe gentle whale flies ore the mountain,tops. fri Where's your fitter (man) 0, Walhes the whiting-Mops. fr Thouly'ft,flae has none to walk mops ? Ik boy is half way out of his wits, fure: Sirrha, who ami? 0. The thundring Seas. I'm. Mad, Hark mad. MWillyou not give a man leave to con? Frt. Yes,and feffe too, ere I have done with you Sirrha, Am I your father ? The queftion is too hard for a child, ask me any That 1 have learn'd,and I'll anfwer you. (thing Frt, Is that a hard queftion ? Sirrha, am not I your Father ? 0. If I had my mother-wit I cofld tell you. Frt. Are you a thief ? B»ft. So far forth as the fon of a Miller. Fro, Will you be hang'd ? Bull. Let it go by elder (hip. The gentle Whale. Frt, Sirrha, lay by your foolifh ftudy there, And beat your brains about your o wne affairs: or Baft. I thank you; you'ld have me goe under the fails And beat my brains about your mill ? a naturall Fitkryou are.— F'm. I charge you go not to the fports to day: bft night I gave you leave, now I recant. B«ft. Is the windturn'dfincelaft night ? Frt. Marry is it Sir,go no farther then my Mill j Fwresmy command upon you. 0< I may go round about then as your Mill does ? I will fee your Mill gelded, and his Stones fryde in fteaks, Fre I deceive the Gountrey fo : have I not my part to ftu- ! How (hall the fports go for ward,if I be not there? (dy.? j Fro, They'll want their fool indeed,if thou bee'ft not j Buff, Confider that,and go your (elf. (there. '• Fro, I havefears (Sir J that I cannot utter, c" not. nor your Sifter: there's my charge. | 0, The price ofyour golden thumb cannot hold me. r 7i l ' ^is Was fport 'bat I have tightly lov'd, ; could have kept company with the Hounds. i Buft, Yon are fit for no other company ye*, ('yfaith : Run with the Hare; and bin in the whore's tayl Trj ' was before I was born, ■ Ik eYer miftruft I was a Baftard, Ent.Otrante and . - ",niiuiL i was a Dauaru, Geraft C'ufeirtp^is in thefingular number with me. Doth i 01 ou but follow it with my defires, (not return home emptie. b1 am prepard r/Mand chafe here (My Lord)wjth advantages: and fe« Yonder's the fubjcdl I muft work upon : Otr. Her Brother ? 'tis, methinks it fhould beeafie: That groffe compound cannot .but diffufe The foul in fuch a latitude ofeale, As to make dull her faculties, and Iazie : What wifcabovethe leaft can be in him, That Reafon ties together ? Ger. I have prov'd it, Sir, And know the depth of it: I have the way To make him follow me a hackney-pace, With all that fiefh about him; yes,and draege His Sifter after him : This baytes the old one, Rid you him ,and leave me to the other. Exit Otr, 'Tis well lOFrame,the good day to you; You were not wont to hear this mufick Handing: The Beagle and the Bugle ye have lov'd, In the firft rank of Huntfmen. Buft. The doggs cry out of him now. Fra. Sirrha,leave your barking,I'll bite you elfe : Baft. Curre, Curre. Fra. Slave, do'ft call me dog ? Otr. Oh fie Sir, he fpeaks Latine to you, He would know why you'll bite him. Buft. Refponde cur j You fee his underftandingf my Lord) Fra. I fhall have a time to curry you for this: But (my Lord) to anfwer you, the daies have been I muft have footed it before this Horn-pipe, Though I had hazarded my Mill a fire, And let the ftones grinde empty : but thole dancings Are done with me: I have good will to it ftill. And that's the beft I can do. Otr. Come, come, you fhall be hors'd .• Your company deferves him,though you kil him^ Run him blind, I care not. Buft. Hee'll do't o'purpofe ( my Lord ) to bring him up to the Mill. Fra. Do not tempt me too far (my Lord) Otr. There's a foot i'th' ftirrop: I'll not leave you now: You fhall fee the Game fall once again: Fra. Wellf my Lord)I'll make ready my leggs for you. And try'em once a horsback:firra:my charge,keep it .Exit. Buft. Yes,when you pare down your di(h for confcience When your thumb's eoyn'd into bone & legality (fake. When you are a true man-Miller. Otr. What's the matter Buftofa ? (the ftaggers, Buft. My Lord; if you have ere a drunken Jade that has That will (all twice the height of our Mill with him: fet him galled J (out o' the Saddle, and breake one on's necks, or a (hank of him (there was A fool going that way, but the Affe had better lucke; ) Or one of your brave Barbaries , that would pafle the Straites, and run (would fnto his owne Countrey with himjthe firft Moor he met, Cut his throat for Complexions fake; there's as deadly feud between A Moor and a Miller, as between black and white. Otr. Fie,fie, this is unnaturall Buftofa, Unlefle on fome ftrong caufe. Buft. Be Judge ( my Lord) I amftudied in my part: the Julian-Feaft is todays the Gountrey ( fen for Expe&s me; I fpeak all the dumb (hews: my filler cho- A Nimp.jThe gentle Whale whofe feet fo fell: Cry mercy, That Song.' ' Ger. Ton [hall have Crowns of Rofes,Dayftes Buds, where the honey maker gazes; Ton {ball tafte the golden thighs, Such as in Vvax-Chamber lies• What fruit pleafe you, tafie, freely pull Till you have all your bellies fulU Come follow me Buft. O Die go, the Don was not fo fweet perfumed the Steeple. H You'll find the gucft you look for: I heard Coufen, Where Paris pleafe, to do y ou eale, and give the golden ™ were at Toledo th'othcrday. Ball. Dance. /''• Not late, Sir. Mar. If you plaid Parte now Antonio, where would you iv! muft I be plainer ? You chang'd the point Ant. I prethee, Friend, (bellow it ? Take the full freedome of thought, but no words. Mar. * Proteft there's a third,which by her habit Should perfonate Verms t and by confequence Of the Story, receive the honours prize: And were I a Paris, there it fliould be. Doe you note her ? Ant. No; mine eye is fo fixed, I cannot move it. Cup .The dance is ended ; Now to judgment Paris Scdena Prima Enter Ju'io and Franio. . Era. My Lord, my Lord, your houfe hath injur'd me, Rob'd me of all the joyes I had on earth. Jul. Where wert thou brought up (fellow)? Era. In a Mill. You may perceive it by my loud exclaims, Which mufl rife higher yet. Jul. Obftreperous Carle. If thy throats tempeft could ore-turn my houfe, What fatisfatftion were it for thy child ? Turn thee the right way to thy journies end. Wilt have her where (he is not ? Era. Here was Hie loft, And here muft I begin my footing after ; From whence, untill I meet a pow'r to punilh, I will not reft s You are not quick to grief, Your hearing's a dead fenfe. Were yours the lofle, Had you a daughter ftoln, perhaps bt-whor'd, (For to wuat other end fhould come the thiefe) ? You'ld play the Miller then, be loud and high. But being not a forrow ofyour own, You have no he! p nor pitie for another, Jul. Oh,thou haft op'd a fluce was long fhut up, And let a flood of grief in; a buried grief Thy voice hath wak'd again : a grief as old As likely t'is, thy child is; friend, I tell thee, I did once lofe a daughter. Era. Did you Sir ? Befeech you then,how did you bear herL flc ? B b b b Jul. With 10 The Maid in the Mill. \ ul. With thy grief trebled, _ ra. But was (he ftolne from you ? Jul. Yes,by devouring theeves/rom whom cannot Ever returne a fatisfaftion : The wild beafts had her in her fwathing clothes. Fra. Oh much good do'em with her. Jul. Away tough churle. Fra. Why,(be was better eaten then my child. Better by beafts then beaftly men devoured, They took away a.life, no honour from her: Thofe beafts might make a Saint of her, but thefe Will make my child a devil: but was (he, Sir, Your onely daughter ? Enter Gillian. Jul. I ne'r had other ("Friend) Mon. I am not quit I am fure : there is a rec Of fome four fcarlet cloaks, and two lae'd fuits Hangs on the file ftill, like a fearful Comet Makes me keep off. Lif. I am in too Gentlemen, I thank his faith/or a matter ©f three hundred. 7*er. And I for two,what a devil makes hstbi I do not love to fee my fins before me. «Wjj > - # _ ' - Ped. 'Tis the vacation,and thefe things break out To fee the Court,and glory in their debtors. T er. What do you call him for ? I never love To remember their names that I owe money to, 'Tjs not gentill, I (hun'em like the plague ever.' Lif. His name's Vertigo', hold your hcads,and wtmJ- A French- man.and a founder of new fafhions: "r Gil. Where are you ('man?) your bufines lies not f ere, The Revolutions of all (Rapes and habits Your daughter's in the Pownd, I have found where. 'Twill coft you deer her freedom. Fra. I'll break it down, And free her without pay : Horfe-locks noir chains (hall hold her from me. Jul. I'll take this relief, I now have time to fpeak alone with grief. Run madding through his brains. PnVt Mo»c. He is very brave. ' * Lif. The (hreds of what he fteals from us beleeveit Makes him a mighty man.-he comes,have at ye, ' Ver. Save ye together,my fweet Gentlemen, Fra. How? my Land-lord? hee's Lord of my Lands But not my Cattel: I'll have her again (GUI) Gil. You are not mad upon the fudden now. Fr.Not/*#,I have been mad thefe five hours: I'll fell my Mill,and buy a Roring, I'll batter down his houfe,and make a Stewes on't, Gill. Will you gather up your wits a little And hear me? the King's neer by in progrefle, Here I have got our fupplication drawn, And there's the way to help us. Fra. Give it me ( Gill,) I will not fear to give it to the King: To his own I have been looking FxitI 2*er. Not for money Sir I You know the hard time. fweet (Signior) (tha And he fhall fet the Law their fhoul ive it, upon And hang 'em all thit had a hand in it. # ^ \ u * ytiUijQ Good faitti the lead thought in my heart, your love Your love's enough for me: Money ? hang money: Let me prHerveyour love. Lif. Yes marry fhall yc, And we our credit, you would lee tl Mon. He (hall fee every place. Ver. Shall I i'faith Gentlemen t Ped. The Gellar,and the Buttty,and the Kitchin, The Paftry,and the Pantry. Ter. I, andtaftetoo Of every Office: and be free of alltoo: That he may fay when he comes home in gloryi rr A Ji If / *jr I r_ • « Gill. Where's your Son ? Fra. He fhall be hang'd in flotches : The dogs (halleat him in Lent, there's Cats-meat And Dogs-meat enough about him. (time, j Shalt have a Miftris to.): we muft fool hinfomly Gi/l. Sure the poor girle is the Counts whore by this ~ . Fra. If fhe be the Counts whore, the whores Count 1 He may call on us elfe. Ver. And I will fay,i'faith,and fay it openly, And fay it home too: Shall I fee the King alfo ? Lif. Shalt fee hirn every day (halt fee the Ladies In their French clothes: (halt ride a hunting with tin. Shall pay for it: He (hall pay for a new Maiden-head. Gil. You are fo violousthis I'm refolv'd, If (he be a whore once,I'll renounce her, You know,if every man had his right, She's none of our child,but a meer foundling, (And I can guetfe the owner for a need too) We have but fofterd her. Fra. Gill,no more of that, Til cut your tongue out if you tell thofe tales. Hark,hark,thefe Toaters tell us the King's coming ; Get you gone ; I'll fee if I can find him. Exeunt. Enter Lifauro,Terfay Pedro and Alone ado. Lif, Do's the King remove to day ? Ter, So faies the Harbengers, And keeps his way on to Valentia, There ends the progrefle. Ped. He hunts this morningGentlemen, ' And dines i'th' fields : the Court is all in readinefle. Lif Pedro,did you fend for this Tailor? or you Moncadol This light french-demi.Iaunce that follows us, Ped. No, I aflure ye on my word, I am guiltleffe, I owe him too much to be inward with him. Ped. A pox upon him. Let him call at home in's owne houfe for (alt butter Ver. And when the King puts on a new fuit. Ter. Thou (hale fee it fiift, And defedl hisdublets, that thou maift be pirfeft- Ver. The Wardrobe I would fain view, Gentl Fain come to fee the Wardrobe. , Lif. Thou fhalt fee it, And fee the fecret of it, dive int® it: Sleep in the Wardrobe, and have Revelations Of fafhions five yeer hence. Ver. Ye honour me, Ye infinitely honour me. Ter. Any thing i'th' Court Sir, Or within the compafle of a Courtier, Ver. My wife fhail give ye thanks. Ter. You (hall fee any thing, . , The privatft place, the ftool.and where'tis emptied Ver. Ye make me blu(h,ye pour your bounties In fuch abundance. ' Lif. I will (how thee prefently The order that the King keeps when he comes 12, The Maid in the Mill. Phil. I do much pity him. Fra. But heaven forbid (he fhould be in that venture That mine is in at this hour: I'll aflure your Grace The Lord wants a water.mill,& means to grind with her Would I had his (tones to (et,I would fit him for it. Phil. Follow me(Miller)and let me talk with ye farther, And keep this private all upon your loyalties: To morrow morning, though I am now beyond him, And the leffe lookt forj'll break my fait with goodCounf. No more,a way,all to our fports, be filent. Exeunt. Vcr. What Grace (hall I have now ? Lif. Chodfe thine owns grace. And go to dinner when thou wilt, Vertigo, We muft needs follow the King. Ter> You heard the fentence. Mon. Ifyou (lay here I'll fend thee a (houlderof Venifon: Go home,go home,or if thou wilt difguife, 1*11 help thee to a place to feed the dogs. Ped. Or thou (halt be fpecial Tailor to the Kings Mon- 'Tis a fine place,we cannot (lay. _ C^cy» Ver. No money, Nor no grace (Gentlemen ? ) Ter. 'Tis too early Taylor. The King has not broke his fait yet. Ver. I (hall look for ye The next Terme, Gentlemen. Ped. Thou (halt not mifleus: Prethee provide fome clothes and doft thou hear Vertigot Commend me to thy wife.-1 want fome (hirts to©. Ver. I have Chambers for ye all. Lif. They arc too mufty, When they are cleer wee'i come. Ver. I muft be patient And provident,I (hall never get home els. Sc&na Secunda. Enter Otrante and Florimell. Otr. Prethee be wifer wench, thou canft not fcape me, Let me with love and gentlenefle enjoy that That may be (till preferv'd with love,and long'd for, If violence lay rough hold, I (hall hate thee, And after I have enjoyd thy Maiden-head, Thou wilt appear (o ftale and ugly to me I (hall defpife thee,caft thee off. Flor. I pray ye, Sir, Bt gin it now,and open your dores to me, I do confeffc I am ugly j Let me go, Sir .• A Gipfey-girlWhy would your Lordfhip touch Fye,'tis not noble: I am homely bred, Couifif, and unfit for you : why do you flatter me ? There be young Ladies,many that will love ye, That will dote on ye: you are a hanfome Gentleman, What will they fay when once they know your quali A Lord, a Miller ? take your Toal-difh with ye: You that can deal with Gudgins, and courfe floure, Tis pitie youlhould tafte what manchet means ; Is thisht Sir, for your repute and honour ? Otr. I'll love thee (fill. Flo. You cannot, there's no fympathy Between our births, our breeding,arts,conditions, An ! where thefe are at difference,there's no liking; I his houre it may be I feem hanfom t© you, And you are taken with variety More then with beauty .- tomorrow whenyQu jlly joy'd me, Your heateand luft affwag'd, and come to examine Out of cold and penitent condition What you have done, whom you have (hai'd youth Made partner of your bed, how it will vex ye, How you will curfe the devil that betrayd ye: And what (hall become of me then ? Otr. Wilt thou hear me ? Flo. As haftie as y ou were then to enjoy me, As precious as this beauty fliew'd unto ye, You'll kick me out of dores,you will whore and ban- And if I prove with child with your fair iflue, Give me a penfion of five pound a yeer To breed your heir withall, and fo good fpeed me. Otr. I'll keep thee like a woman. Flo. I'll keep my felf Sir, Ket p my (elf honeft Sir j there's the brave keeping i ifyou will marry me. Otr. Alas poor Florimell. Flo. I do confefle I am too courfe and bafe Sir To be your wife, and it is fit you fcorn me, Yet fuch as I havecrown'd the lives of great ones: To De your whore, I am (ure I am too worthy, ( For by my troth Sir, I am truly honeft) And that's an honour equal to your greatnes. ' Otr. I'll give thee what thou wilt. Flo. Tempt me no more then: Give me that peace,and then you give abundance, T know ye do but try me, ye are noble, All thefc are but to try my modeftie, If you (hould find me cafie, and once coming, f lee your ties already how they would fright met I fee your honeft heart how it would fwdl Exeunt. | And burit it lelf into a grief againft me: four tong e in noble anger,now,even now Sir, Ready to rip my loole thoughts to the bottom, And lay my fhime unto my felf, wide open: You are a noble Lord: you pity poor maids, The people are miftaken in your courfes .• You, like a father, try'em to the u termoft. As they do gold : you purge the drolfe from them, And make them (bine. Otr. This cunning cannot help ye: I love ye to enjoy ye ; I have ftolne ye To enjoy ye now, not to be fool'd with circumta; Yeeld willingly,or elfe. Fjo, What ? Otr. I will force ye. . I will not be dtlay*d,a poor bafe wench That I in curtefie make offer to, Argue with me ? Flo. Do not, you will lofe your labour, Do not(rny Lord)it will become ye poorly Your curtefie may do much on my nature, For I am kind as you are,and as tender: If you compell.I have my ftrengths to fly to, My honeft thoughts,and thole are guards about tne: I can cry too, and noife enough I dare make, And I have curfes, that will call down thunder, For all I am a poor wench,heaven will hear me5 My body you may force, but my will never; And be fure I do not live if you do force me, Or have no tongue to tell your beaftly Story, For if I ha ve^md if there be a ] uftice. Otr. Pray ye go in herctl'Jl calme my felf for this ti': Ap The i5Ai r A he vour friend again. r/ [amcommanded. You cannot fcape me,yet I muft enjoy ye, £ with thy wit,though I miffe thy honefty : lis a wench for a Boors hungry bofom ? Is 1111 \-ej for a peafants bafe embraces ? ATmuft I ftarve,and the meat in my mouth ? ?J none of that. Enter Ger aft o. Z How now my Lord,how fped ye ? undone .he deed / . ^ n/r.No.pox upon't, foe is honeft. Gtr. Honeft ? what's that ? you take her bare deniall, Wis there ever wench brought up in a mill,and hontft ? That were a wonder worth a Chronicle, Is vour belief fo large ? what did fhe fay to ye ? Otr. Shefaid her honefty was all her dowry, And preach'd unto me, how unfit, and homely, Uiy hovv difhoncurable it would feem in me To aft my will; popt me i'th mouth with modeftie. Gir, What an impudent Quean was that ? that's their trick ever. _ Otr. And then difcours'd to me very learnedly What fame and loud opinion would tell of me .- A wife fhe touch'd at. Gtr. Out upon her Varlct. Was fhe fo bold ? thefe home- fpun things are devils, They'll tell yea thoufand lies, if you'll beleeve'em j And (land upon their honours like great Ladies, They'll fpeak unhappily too: good words to cozen ye, And outwardly fcem Saints: they'll cry down-right alfo, Bat'tis for anger that you do not crufli 'em. Did fhe not talk of being with child ? Otr, She toucht at it, Cir.The trick of an arrant whore to milk your Lordfhip And then a penfion nam'd ? Otr. No, no, fhe fcorn'd it: offer'd any thing, but fhe refus'd all, it with a confident hate. Gtr. You thought fo, taken her then, turn'd her,anid tew'd her her refolution,flattered her, ftubborn will :fhe would have thank'd ye, have lov'd ye infinitely,they muft feem modeft, is their parts: if you had plaid your part Sir. handled her as men do unmand Hawks, and tnalde her up in good clean linnen : there have coyed her,you had caught her heart-ftrings Virginities they blow like white thornes and Tempefts. °tr. She is beyond all this, cold, and harden'd, as the Virgin Cryftal. G'-r. Oh force her,force her,Sir,fhe longs to be ravifhd o ne have no pleafure but in violence; 0 betorne in pieces is their paradife .• is ordinary in cur Councry,Sir,toravifh all not give a penny for their fport ^effe they be put to it,and terribly, • M then they fwear they'll hang the man comes neer'em, •^fwear it on his lips' too. Gtr. No, no forcing, "ve an other courfe.and I will follow it, 'command J" you fee her next,difgrace>and fcorn her, eem to put her out o'th' dores o'th' fodain ' ** i'a iv/uu vv do you command your fellows, i i - "U UUIU Ul UUL LJ U Lit lUUdlU ei,ve ^er to conjefture,then feize on her 'H be ready ftraight. Ger. We fhall not fail, Sir. Otr. Tlorimell. Enter Florimell. Flo. My Lord. Otr. I am fure you have now confider'd And like a wife wench weigh'd a friends difpleafure, Repented your prowd thoughts,and caft your fcorn off. Flo. My Lord, I am not proud,I was never beautifull. Nor fcorn I any thing that's juft and honeft. Otr. Come, to be foort, can ye love yet ? you told me Kindnes would far compell ye: I am kind to ye, And mean to exceed that way. Flo. I told ye too, Sir, As far as it agreed with modeftie, With honour,and with honefty I would yeetd to ye?: Good my Lord, take fomeother Tneam : for Love, ^las,I never knew yet what it meant, And on the fudden Sir, to run through volumes Of his moft myftick art, 'tis moft impofixble; Nay,to begin with luft,which is an Herifie, A foul one too; to learn that in my childhood : Ogood my Lord. Otr. You will not out of this fong, Your modeftie,and honeftie,is that all ? I will not force ye. Flo. Ye are too noble,Sir. Om.Nor play the childifo fool,and marry ye, I am yet not mad. Flo. If ye did, men would imagine. Otr. Nor will I woo ye at that infinite price It may be you expett. Flo. I expeft your pardon, And a difcharge (my Lord) that's all I look for. Otr. No,nor fall fick for love. Flo.'Tis a healthful year Sir. OtnLook ye,I'l turn ye out o'dores,and fcorn ye. Flo. Thank ye my Lord. Otr. A proud flight Peat I found ye, A fool fit may be too. J Flo. An honeft woman, Good my Lord think me. Otr. And a bafe I leave ye, So fare-ye-well. Fit. Blefiing attend your Lordfhip; This is hot love, that vanifheth like vapors; His Ague's off, his burning fits are well quench'd, I thank heaven for't: his men, they will not force me. Enter Gerafto, and Servants. ger. What doft thou ftay for ? doft thou not know the Thou bafe unprovident whore ? way, Flo. Good words, pray ye Gentlemen. 1 Ser. Has my Lord fmoak'd ye over,goodwife Miller? Is your Mill broken that you ftand fo ufeleffe ? 2 Ser. An impudent Quean, upon my life foe is un- yyholfome; Some bafe difcarded thing my Lord has found her, He would not have turnd her c ffo'th'fudden elfe. Ger. Now againft every fack (my honeft fweet-heart) \yith every Sim and Smug. Flo. I muft be patient. Ger. And every greafie gueft,and fweaty Rafcall For his Royal hire between his fingers, Gentlewoman. thou 1 Ser. I feare thou haft given my Lord the damn'd thing. 2 Ser. I have feen her in the Stewes. ger. The knave her father Was Bawd to her there,and Kept a Tiplicg houie, You mult even to it again •• a modeft funftion. Flo. Ifye had honefty, ye would not ufe me Thus bafeiy wretchedly, though your Lord bid ye, But he that knows. Gtr. Away thou carted impudence, You meat for every mana little meal Hung in your face, makes ye appear fo proud. F/s.'This is inhumane. Let thefe tears perf wade you If ye be men, to ufe a poor girle better : I wrong not you, I am fure I call you Gentlemen. Enter Otrante. Otr. WhatbuPnes isher,?away,arenctyougoneyet? Flo. My Lord, this is no well: although you hate me, For whatl4 , Tis more then blood; I'll pay her portion Sir, j And't fhall be worthy you. Fra. I'll fell my Mill, I'll pay fome too: I'll pay the Fidlert, And we'll have all i' th' Country at this wedding, Pray let me give her too, here my Lord take her, :/ he aid in the Am. That was my husband (Royall Sir) that man, That excellent man. Enter Bellides. Ant. That villain, that thecfe. Bel. Have I caught you Sir ? well overtaken. This is mineenemie : pardon (my Soveraigne). Phil, Good charitie, to crave pardon for your enemie. Bel. Mine own pardon (Sir) for my joyes rudeneffe; In what place better could I meet my foe, And both of us fo well provided too? Heewith fome black blood-thirftie crime upon him, That (ere the horfe-leech burft) wilWuck him dry ; " I with a fecond accufation, Enough to break his neck, if need fhould be, And then to have even Juftice felf to right us: How Ihould I make my joyes a little civill, They might not keep this noyfe ? Ant. Here is fome hope. Should the ax be dull, the halter's preparing. Phil. What's your accufation, Sir? Wc have heard the former. Enter Julio. Bel. Mine (My Lord) ? -a Qrong one. Jul. A faife one, Sir. At leaft malicious: an evidence Of hatred and defpight: He would accufe My poor kinfman of that he never dream'd of, Nor waking faw; the dealing of his daughter, She whom, I know, he would not look upon. Speak Antonio, Didft thou ever fee her ? Ant. Yes Sir, I have feen her. Bel. Ah ha, friend Julio. Jul. He might, but how ? with an unheedfull eye, An accidental! view, as men fee multitudes That the next day dare not precifely fay They faw that face, or that amongft'm all, Didft thou fo look on her ? Bel. Guilty, guilty: His looks hang themfelves. Phil. Your patience (Gentleman). I pray you tell me if I be in trrour, I may fpeak often when I fhould but hear : Thisisffome Show you would prefent us with, And I do interrupt it: Pray you fpeak, (It feems no more) Is't any thing but a Show ^ Bel, My Lord, this Gentlewoman can fhow you all, So could my daughter too, if fhee were here ; By this time they are both immodefl: enough s Shee'sfled me, and I accufe this thief for't. Don Martin, his own friend's ray ttftimony : A praftif'd night-work. Phil. That Martins the other In your cuftodie; he was forgotten : fetch him hither. Cenfl, Wee'il bring the Stocks and all elfe, and't pleafe your Grace. Enter Buftofa aWlfmenia. Am. That man's my husband certain, in Head of this: Both would have deceiv'd.and both beguil'd. Bufi, Soh hoh, Miller, Miller, look out Miller s is there nere a Miller amongft you here, Gentlemen ? Tir. Yes Sir, here is a Miller amongft Gentlemen. A Gentleman Miller. Bull. I fhould not be far off then ; there went but a pair of fheers and a bodkin between us. Will you to work Miller ? Here's a maid has a fackfull of newes for you: ihall your ftones walk ? will you grind Miller ? Phil. This your fon, Franio ? Fra. My j z5\4 aid i I !W f?i feM «r»v •\f i^o ■i02z Efjk'i I^X^l I A^ ftiX I L -Vjj A M\ Ml V # V 11 »>}y / v iV^I f • 3 FA"? '/I .'•;; IfcVjTi •C3 reSJ \ fSi^r V S&0 • V\f\ •/#7H Ifjk'fl KM o- • A n.s-j w £§© my I i 2»* jl •• :J 1<*//-»; \ \ K ^T' jk*fM| w\ •A#\r •it/z\ i*}/(Vu I*i VM! ' !, 6\ ^ | lfc ■>/* •/to yliv' IIvDh m / c — - Li ! -.V* r **• *.- r Lr** «i * S. - - v i „ •m*. o; t P* € w m 4 ^ f 4 % ✓ 4 • . 71 ip.r® -•», rV| • - Y tt-J - « ^ 4' U s A,* A W| N- " • •- t > • ' . i' • ' S J * *4' * * i l-: Wi< 10 «.. J -;j h A 3 f < . njr^ •- // l i! -'•Mail) ■'«!»{:: /' vV: *>\ f : .-.;".;::b ■ 1 do: ffmiw ,jj5 * ... • ■ .1 bluow L. *- trivol zartow •_; t-fi^.,J.L ••; ..;.) on :' '^ig&Ijv/i.' n'Jibli -• . ' t. !•• • ' .. Mil■ .rr c *r r n ."i r t IJa v.' V / i. |P |J > i* -A JvJ - >J Ipfl 47 fe..r» Iff OH* rtW f O^H I«j* r •; I r* t .i & V eiT' iap hideous and fierce, wich his own hands he has but yet not lighted on the fatall one, Qioulol raife him to the Empire : Be not fad N ere long he (hall s Come, lets go entertain him for by this time, I gheffe, he comes from huhti And by my art,I find this very ihftant fome great defigne s afoot. Dru. The gods give good, Aunt, and if he mifle, one hundred that will venture it. Aur. For his reward, it fhall be fo, deer Brother, fo far I'll honour him that kils the villain : for fo far runs my love to my dead Brother, let him be what he will; bate, old, or crooked, hee fhall have Me s Nay, which is more, I'll iove him. I will not be deriyde. Char. You flaall not, Sifter. • j\ But ye (hall know, my Love fhall go along too: See a Profcriptim drawn; And for his recompence, my Sifter, and half partner in the Empire: and I will keep my word. f Aur. Now yd do bravely. Nig. And though it coft my life, I'll fee it publifh'd. _Char• Away then, for the bufinefle. Nig,, I am gone, Sir: - _;r you fhall have all difpatch'd to night. . ...Char. Be profperous. . Aur. And let the villain fall. Nig. Fear nothing Madam. Exeunt ISc&nalertia. Enter Diotles, Maxirmniarr, G&a,Vt>itb?y,Jr Dio. Lay down the Boar. Get. With all my heart; I am weary on't: J (hall turn Jew, if I carry many fuch burthens. Do you think (Matter) to be Emperor with killing Swine ? yc may be an honed Butcher or allied to a feemly Family of Sowfe-wives. ' Can you be fuch an affe, my reverend Mafter, to think thele Springs of Pork will (hoot up Ctftti? Max. The fool (ayes true. Dio. Come leave your fooling, Sirha, and think of what thou (halt be when I am Emperor, .get. Would it would come with thinking: for theno"my I (hould be at lead a Senator. (confci®t Max. A Sowter: for that's a place more fitted to thy nature, if there could be fuch an expectation. Or fay the Divelcould perform this wonder, Can inch a Rafcall as thou art hope for honour? fuch a log-carrying Lowt ? Get. Yes, and bear it too, | ' and bear it fwimmingly. I am not the firft Aflfe,Sir, has born good Office,& perform'd it reverendly. (natorf Dw.Thou being the fonaTiler,canft thou hope to beak Get. Thou being fon of a Tanner, canft thou hope to k anEmperour? Dio. Thou faift true Get a, there's a Clop indeed; but yet the bold and vertuous Get., Ye are right, Mafter, right as a gun: For we the vertuous, though we. be kennel-rakers, fcabs, and feowndrels, wee the difcreet and bold: and yet,now I remember it, We Tilers may deferve to be Senators; and there we ftep beforeyou thick-skin'd Tanners, for we are born three Stories high; no bafeones, none of your groundlings, Mafter. Dio. I like thee well, thou haft a good mind, as I have, to this Honour. Get. As good a mind Sir, of a fimple plaifterer— and when I come to execute my Office, then you (hall fee. Max. What? Get. An Officer in fury; an Officer as he ought to be: Do you laugh at it ? Is a Senator (in hope) worth no more reverence ? By thefe hands I'll clap you by th' heels the hrft hour oi ' Max. O' my confidence,the fellow beleeves. Dio. I do, do Geta, for if I once be Emperor — get. Then will I (for wife men mud be had to prop the Republick) not bate ye a (ingle ace of a found Senator. Die. But what (hall we do the whilft ? Get. Kill Swine, andfowfe'em, . Scotia Secutida< Enter Delphia and Drufilla. Dru. Tis true, that 'Diocles is courteous, and of a pleafant nature, fweet and temperate: his Cofen Maximinian, proud and bloody. Del. Yes: and miftruftfull too (my Girl) take heed, although he feem to love thee, and a (Fed: like the more Courtier,curious complement, yet have a care. '' > V Dru. You know all my affedion, and all my heart-defires is fet on Diodes. But (Aunt) how coldly he requites this coqrtefie, how dull and heavily he looks upon me, although I woo him fometimes beyond modeftie, beyond a Virgins care: how ftili he flights me, and puts me (till eff with your Prophecie, and the performance of your late Predidion, that when he is Emperor,then he will marry me., alas, what hope of that ? ; a ! ► Del. Peace, and be patient, for though he be now a man moft miferable, . ' s of no rank, nor no badge of honour on him, bred low and poor, no eye of favour fhining : And though my fare Prcdidion of his Rifing (which can no more faile, then the day or night do'*, nay, let him be afleep, will overtake him) have found fome rubs and ftops, yet hear me Neece, and hear me with a faith, it fhall come to him. 1 '11 tell thee the occafion. Dru. Dq good Amt for yet I am ignorant. - DelChiding him one day for being too neer, and fparing for a Souldier, too gt iping, and too greedy : he made anfwer, When I am C*f*r,then 1 will be liberall. I prefently infpirM with holy fire, and my Prophctick fpirit burning in me, gave anfwer from th; gods; and .his it was, bnperator cris Roma,cum Dio. Shee is a holy Druid, ' " Boar made toward thee ? art thou not valiant ? A woman noted for that faith, that piety* * So in^ am I not; and tis for mine honour too: Belov'd of heaven. G"' tree 'tis true; gave way to the Monfter; Max. Heaven knows, I do not beleeve it. B°° uhatdifcretion layes, Let furie pafTe ; Indeed, I mutt confeffe, they are excellent Jugglers; -irtooth °f a mad beaft,and the tongue of aflanderer their age upon fome fools too flings a confidence. ir°I?'fhine honour. But what grounds have they : what dements to work ?rjve [fee talks like a full Senator. on ? !'ke it up, a°d carry " : t's.a ^USC one » fhow mee but that: the fieve and fheers ? a learned one. ft' yerkill'd fo large a fwine; fo fierce too I have no patience to difpute this Qjeftion, "c°e ffltt with yet. 'tis fo ridiculous : I think the divcll do's help 'em's '^ pake heed, it ftirres again j or rather, (mark me well) abufe 'em (Unklc): i nimbly the rogue runs up:, he climbs like a Squirrel, for they are as fit to deal with him: thefe old women, n'o Come down ye dunce, is it not dead ? they are as jump and fquar'd out to his nature— J, I know not. j Dio. Thou haft a perfeft malice, t)\d His throat is cut,and his bowels out. Max. Sol would have Git, That's all one, againft thefe purblind Prophets: for look ye Sir, I in fiire his teeth are in: and for any thing I know, old women will lie monftronfly; fo will the divell, , av i^e pigs of his own nature in's belly. or elfe he has had much wrong: upon my knowledge, 'dI, Come take him up I fay, and fee him dreft, old women are malicious; fo is hee: ie is fat, and will beluftie meat; awaywithhim, they are proud, and covetous, revengefull,lecherous; md oet feme of him ready for our dinner. all which are excellent attributes of the Divell. Git. Shall he be rofted whole, They would at laft feem holy; fo would hee: snd ferv'd up in a So wee-tub ? a portly fervice, and to vail over thefe villanies, they would prophecie j 111 run i'th' wheel my felf. he gives them leave now and then to ule their cunnings, Max. Sirrah, leave your prating, which is to kill a cow, or blaft a harveft, md get fome piece of him ready prefently, make young pigs pipe themfelves to death, choak poultry, we are weary both, and hungry. and chafe a dairy-wench into a feaver Git. I'll about it. J with pumping for her butter. Wlutaninundationofbrewiflefhalllfwimin ? Exit. { But when he makes thefe Agents to raife Emperors, Vii. Thou art ever dull and melancholy, Cofen, when he difpofes Fortu ;e as his Servant, diftrultfull of my hopes. and tyes her to ola wives tailes ■ ■ ■ " I Mux. Why, can ye blame me ? ■ I Dio. (Soe thy wayes, Domen give credit to a Juggler t thou art a learned Scholar, againft credit. Sic. Thou know'ft fhe is a Propheteffe. You hear the Prophecie ? Mux. A fmall one, Max. Yes, and I laugh at it: indasfmall profit to be hop'd for by her. and fo will any man can tell but twenty, dk Thou art the ftrangeft man; how do's thy hurt ? that is not blind, as you are blind and ignorant the Boar cameneer you Sir. Do you think fhe knows your fortune ? Mux. A fcratch, a fcratch. Dio. I do think it. dio. It akes & troubles thee,and that makes thee angry. Max. I know fhe has the name of a rare South-faycr; Mux. Not at the pain,but at the practice, tinkle, but do you in your confcience beleeve her holy 2 tit butcherly bafe cuftome of our lives now: infpired with fuch prophetick fire ? Had a brave enemies fword drawn fo much from me, Die. Yes in my confcience. tr danger met me in the head o'th' Army, Max. And that you muft upon neceffity johaveblufh'd thus in my blood, had been mine honour. from her words be a Cefar ? Bat to five bafe, like S wine- herds, and beleeve too, Dio. If I live, JWool'd out with tales,and old wives dreams, Max. There's one ftop yet. _ -reams, when they arc drunk. J Dio. and follow her directions. dio. Certain, you much miftake her. > Max. But do not juggle with me. Mux. Miftake her ? hang her: to be made her Pur- Dio. In faith (Cofen,) veyors, fo full a truth hangs ever on her P rophecies, Meed her old chaps: to provide her daily, that how I fhould think other wife. "d bring in Feafts, whilft (hee fits farting at us, Max. Very well Sir: flowing out her Prophecies at both end*. You then beleeve (for me thinks, 'tis moft necefiary) dk Preethee be wife: Doft thou think, Maximiniav, fhe knows her own Fate ? fr"3 reverence> a°d fo ftafd a knowledge Dio. I beleeve it certain. Sur-reverence, you would f3y ; what truth? Max. Dare you but be fo wife to let me try it, what knowledge? fori ftand doubtfull. ft13"y thing but eating is good in her ? Dio. How ? -i-L 0U,C' make a fool prophecie to be fed continually s Max. Come neerer to me; tt?fcy°n get ? your labour and your danger. becaufe her cunning divell fhall not prevent me: W .^ts bathing in her larded fury, Clofe, clofe, and hear; If fhe can turn this deftiniea Jft Wlth full deep cups, who cannot prophecie? I'll be of your faith too. . n er.out of Ale, will give Predictions j Dio. Forward, I fear not. Sir yetalkt ofprofcriptions ? •'*Tis true, there is one fet up from the Emperour %. M? 'flintin* 4per. ASfTd the Boar' Vic I hive the meaning; ld 0td Mother.-— L He has fcorn d his Matter, md bloodily cut off by treaehery the noble Brother to him. j)u. He lives here Sir, fickly and weak. jfy. Did you fee him ? Mux. No. Mr. He is murthered; fo vethall find it mentioned from the Emperour j sndhoneft faithful fouldiers, but believe it; for by the gods, you will find it fo,he is murthered ; ik'manner how, read in the large Profcription. Dtl. It is moft true Son; and he cozens ye, hr's i villain falfe. Die. I thank ye Mother, d dare beleeve ye: Heark ye Sir, the recompence ? eye related. M Is as firme as faith Sir s bring him alive or dead. M«x. You took a fit time, .ww« - — — . fhim not, theGenerall being out o'rh' Towne: for though we love yet had he known this firft,y ou had paid for't deerly. Die. Tis Niger, now I know him : honeft Niger, a true found man, and I beleeve him conftantly: your bulines may be done, make no great hurry for your owne fafety. Ni[. No, I am gone: I thank ye. die. Pray, Maximiman, pray. Mix. I'll pray and work too. die, I'll to the Market place, and read the offer, and now I have found the Boar. dtl, Find your owne faith too, ad remember what ye have vovv'd. die, 0 Mother. 'dtl, Profper. fperours, Get, If my Matter, and I do do this, there's two Em- tnd what a (how will that make ? how we fhall bounce Exeunt. Alius Secundm Scdena Prima. Enter Drufilla and Delphi a. i 1' ^e.ave us>and not vouchfafe a parting kif 0 ft that in his hopes of greatnefle lives, Jn ?oes along with him in ail his dangers ? "• I grant t was moft inhumane, , 0 you give it '°jmi^a na®e«'t was more then barbarous, a7°ua partner in't. D'1' I Drufilla ? Yes: ts°L u ^°wne fwolne prideto that vaftnes: feves the earth is in his fadom, this makes And • ^ his humble Being: that onely fed with the imagined food of future Empire, difdains even thofe that gave him Means, and life, to nourifh fuch defires, when he's pofleft of his ambitions Ends ( which mutt fall on him, or your Predidions are falfe) will^ever defcend to look on me ? Del. Were his Intents perfidious as the Seas or Windes, his heart compos'd of falfhood j yet the benefit, the greatnefle of the good he has from you, (for what I have conferr'd, is thine, Drufilla) mutt make him firm, and thankful: But if ail remembrance of the debts he ftands engag'd for, finde a quick grave in his Ingratitude, my powerful Art, that guides him to this height, (hall make him curfe the hour he ere was rais'd, or fink him to the center, Dru. I had rather your Art could force him to return thafardour to;me, I bear to him ; or give me power to moderate my pafiions : Yet I know not, I foould repent your grant, though you had fign'd it (fo well I finde he's worthy of all fervice.) But-to believe that any check to him in his main hopes,could yeeld content to me, were treafon to true love,that knows no pleafure, the objed that is'doats on ill affeded. Del. Pretty fimplicity 51 love thee for't, and will not fit an idle looker on, and fee it cozen'd : dry thy innocent eyes, and caft off jealous fears, fyet promifes are but lip-comforts ) and but fancie aught Exit. | that's poflible in Nature, or in Art, that may advance thy comfort, and be bold to tell thy foul 'tis thine: therefore fpeak fretlyi Dru• You new create me. To conceal fromyou my virgin fondnefle, were to hide my ficknefle from my phyfitian. O dear Aunt, I langnilh for want of Diocles fight: he is the Sun that keeps my blood in a perpetual fpring: but in his abfence, cold benumming Winter feizes on all my faculties. Would you binde (that am your flave already) in more fetters, and (in the place of fervice) to adore you ? 0 bear me then(buc 'tis impofiible, 1 fear, to be effeded) where I may fee how my Diocles breaks thorow his dangers, and in what heaps his honours flow upon him, that I may meet him, in the height and pride of all his glories; and there (*s your gilt) chalenge him, as mine own. Del. Enjoy thy wifhes: this is an eafie Boon, which, at thy yeers, I could have given to any ; but now grown perfed in all the hidden myfteries of that inimitable Art, which makes us equal even to the gods, and Natures wonders, it fhall be done, as fits my skill and glory: To break thorow boles,and locks, a Scholars prize for Theeves, and Pick-locks: To pafle thorow an cover'd with Night, or fome difguile, the pradice ©f poor and needy Spies: No, my Drufilla, from Ceres I will force her winged Dragons, and in the air hung over the Tribunal; me (the Mufick of the Spheres attending on us.) There, as his good Star, thou (halt (hine upon him, if he prove true, and as his Angel guard him. But if he dare be falfe, Jy in a moment .will put that glorious light out, with (itch horrour, as if the eternal Night had kiz'd the Sun, or all things were return'd to the firft Chaos, and then appear like Furies. Dru. I will do what ere you (hall command : Del. Reft thenaffur'd, I am the Miftris of my Art, and fear not. Exeunt Scxna Cecunda V"|.te iritm Wars, both dare and do Sda common man. , Qtxri. Viocles. 'uard. I know him, -ft Souldierof the Empire. "rim. Stand: if [},ou advance an inch, thou art dead. JiKppoVthy ft If againft a Truth _ , .will break out, though mountains cover m Git' Ifear this is a fuckin§ PiS8 > no Boar» "p/l! Hear me, fellow Souldiers ; d jf'lmakeit notapparant to you ,h;sis 3n ad of Juftice, and no Murther, I cut me in pieces: 1'il difperfe the cloud thit hathlo long obfcur'd a bloody aft ntreequaU'dyetayou all knew with what favours •j.jood Nmerianm ever grac't theProvoft Jpf ? Gmtrl True. I Die. And that thofe bounties Ihould have contain'd him (if he ere had learn'd theelements of Honeftie and Truth) in loyal duty: But ambition never looks backward on defect, but with blindc haflc roldlyruns on. Butllofetime. You are here commanded by this Aper to attend theEmperours perfon; to admit no ftranger to luve accede to fiim,or come neer his Litter, under pretence (forfooth) bis eyes are lore, indhisminde troubled : no,my friends,you are cozen'd; the good now is puft- thefenfeof wrong or injury. Gntri How ? dead ? Die. Let your own eyes inform yon. Git. An Emperours Cabinet ? Foiigh,I have known a Charnel-houfe fmell fweeter. If Emperoursflefh have this favour, what will mine do, when I am rotten ? Scats a Dent a I that all the world may fay, I Although two Bodies we have one Minde, 1 Aur. When Ilook on the Trunk of dear Numerianus, I thould wath his wounds with tears, and pay a fillers forrow to his fad fate: but fince he lives again in your moll brave Revenge, I bow to you, as to a power that gave him fecond life, and will make good my promife. If youfinde that there is worth in me that may deferve you, and that in being your wife, I thall not bring difquietand difhonour to your Bed,. Although my y outh and fortune fhould require ! both to be fu'd and fought to, here I yeeld myfelf at your devotion, Dio. Oyougods, teach me how to be thankful: you have pour'd all blcflxngs on me, that ambitious man could ever fancie: till this happie minute, I nere faw beauty, or believ'd there could be perfection in a woman. I lhall live to ferve and honour you: upon my knees I thus receive you ; and, fo you vouchfafe it, this day I am doubly married ; to the Empire, and your beft-felf. Del. Falfe and perfidious villain. Dru.Let me fall headlong on him: O my Stars) this I forefaw and fear'd. Cha. Call forth a Flamen, This knot fhall now be ti'd. Del. But I will loofe it, if Art or Hell have any ftrength. Enter a Flamen. Thunder and Lightning Cba. Prodigious ' Max. How loon the day *s orecall ? Fla. The Signes are fatal: Juno fmiles not upon this Match, and (hews too fhe has her thunder. Dio. Can there be a Hop in my full fortune ? Cha. We are too violent, and I repent the haftc: we firtl Ihould pay our lateft duty to the dead, and then proceed difcreetly. Let's take up the body, and when we have plac'd his alhes in his Urn, we'll try the gods again : for wife men fay, Marriage and Obfequies do not fuit one day. Senate exit- Del.So't is deferr'dyet, in defpite of falfhood: Comfort DrufilU, for he fhall be thine, or wilh, in vain, he were not. I will punilh 4 his perjury to the height. Mount up, my birds; fome Rites I am to perform to Hecate, to perfeft my defignes; which once perform'^, he fhall be made obedient to thy Call, or in his ruine I will bury all. Af W' Max. This (hews the gods approve the Perfon, and the Aft: then if the Senate f for in their eyes I read the Souldiers love,) think D iocles worthy to fupply the place of dead Numerianus, as he Hands his heir, in his revenge, with one confent falute him Emperour. Senat. Long live Diocles: Augufius,Pater Patria,and all Titles that are peculiar onely to the Cafars, we gladly throw upon him. Guard. We confirm it, and will defend his honour with our S words againft the world : raife him to the Tribunal. 1 Sen. Fetch the Imperial Robes: and as a figne we give him abfolute power of life and death, binde this fword to his fide. 2 Sen. Omit no Ceremony that may be for his honour. Song. Max. Still the gods expreffe that they are pleas'd with this ele&ion. Geta. My Matter is an Emperour, and I feel a Senators Itch upon me: would I could hire thefe fine invifible Fidlers to play to me at my inftalment. Dio. I embrace your loves, and hope the honours that you heap upon me, fhall be with ftrength fupported. It fhall be my ftudie to appear another Atlas, to ftand firm underneath this heaven of Empire, 2nd bear it boldly. I defire no Titles, but as I fhall deferve *em. I will keep the name I had, being a private man, onely with fome fmall difference; I wiU adde to Diocles but two fhort fyllables, and becalled Dioclefianm. geta. That is fine : I'll follow the fafhion; and when I am a Seaator, I will be no more plain Geta, but be call'd Lord getianus. Dru. He ne'er thinks of me, nor of your favour. Enter Niger. Del. If he dares prove falfe, thefe glories fhall be to him as a dream, or an inchanted banquet. Niger. From Charinus, from great Charinus, who with joy hath heard of your proceedings,and confirms your honours : he, with his beauteous fitter, fair Aurelia, arc come in perfon, like themfelves attended to gratulate your fortune. Loud MuficJ^. Enter Charinus, Aurelia, Attendants. Die. For thy news, Be thou in FV what I have done, concerns ye highly. j. in"er view, make your addrefles to her: , r ^atyre of Honour. I'll fay no more, » ortunc is your fervant: go. Ma, With reverence: "is as holy truths. r!r' B^ieve» and ptofper. ?1 l ,'tB's cures not me: but as much credit, ohpf;«r'r„_... „ 9 Exit. c ' "eiiet trom D iodefi ?te> Q^LtElors.and S (with Petitions») C3 the proudffi thoughts he has,I'll hwmt k. Who's this ? O't is the fool and knave grown a grave Officer 5 here's hot and high preferment. Get. What's your Bill ? for Gravel for the Appian way, and Pills is the way rheumatick ? I Suitor. T is Piles, and't pleafe you. Get. Remove me thofe Piles to. Port Efquiline, fitter the place, my friend : you fhall be paid, i Suit. I thank your Worffiip. Get, Thank me when ye have it; thank me another way, ye are an Afle elfe. I know my Office: you are for the Streets, Sir. Lord, how ye throng ' that knave has eaten Garlick; whip him, and bring him back, it % Suitor. I befecch you Worffiip; here's an old reckoning for the dung and dirt, Sir, Get. It (links like thee: Away. Yet let him tarry, his Bill (hall quit his Breath. Give your Petitions in feemly fort, and keep your hats off, decently. For fcowring the Water-courfes thorow the Cities A a fine periphrafis of a kennel-raker. Did ye fcour all, ray friend ? ye had fome bufinefle s who (hall fcour you ? you are to be paid. I take ir, when Surgeons fwear you have performed your Office. 4 Suit. Your Worlhip's merry. Get. We mult be fometimes wittie, to nick a knave;'t is as ufeful as our gravitie. I'll take no more Petitions ; I am pelter'd j give me fomertft. 4 Suit. I have brought the gold (and't pleafe ye) about the Place ye promifed. Get. See him tRtei'd. How does your daughter ? 4 Suit. Better your Worffiip thinks of her. Get. This is with the lead.But let me fee your daughter. 'T is a good forward maid; I'll joyn her with ye. I c!o beletch ye, leave me. Licior. Ye fee the Edile's bufie. Get.hnA look to your PLaces,or I'll make ye fmoke elfe. Sirha, I drank a cup of wine at your houfcyefterday; a good lmart wine. Lid. Send him the piece, he likes it. Get. And ate the beft wilde Boar at that fame Farmers. iSu.I have halt left yet:your Worffiip fhall command it Get. A bit will ferve : give me fome reft; gods help me. How fhall I labour when 1 am a Senator ? Del. T is a fir place indeed. 'Save your Mafterffiip j do you know us, Sir ? Get. Thefe women are ftill troublefom. There be houfes providing for fuch wretched women, and fome fmall Rents, to fet ye a lpinning. fDru. Sir, we are no Spinfters; nor, if yau look upon US, fo wretched as you take us. Del. Does your Mightmefle that is a great deftroyer of your Memorie, yet underftand our faces ? Get. 'Prethee keep off, woman; it is not fit I ffiould know every creature. Although I have been familiar with thee heretofore^ I mud not know thee now : my place negle&s thee. Yet, becaufe I daign a glimpfe of your remembrances, give me your Suits, and wait me a month hence. Del. Our Suits are (Sir) to fee the Emperour, the Emperour D ioclefian, to fpeak to him, Eeee and is a man 54 and not to wait en you. We have told you all, Sir. get. I laugh at your fimplicitie, poor women s fee the Emperour? why you are deceiv'd: now the Emperour appears but once in fevtn yeers, and then he fhines not on fuch weeds as you are. Forward, and keep your State,and keep beggers from me, Druf. Here is a prettie youth. Exeunt. .Enter Diocles. Del. He fhall be prettie, or I will want my will, fince ye are fo high, Sir: 1*11 raife ye higher, or my art fhall fail me. Stand clofe, he comes. Dio. How am I crofs'd and tortur'd ? my moft wifa'dhappinelTe, my lovely Miftris, that mud make good my hopes.and link my greatnefle, yet fever'd from mine arms ? Tell me, high heaven, how have I finn'd, that you fhould fpeak in thunder, in horrid thunder, when my heart was ready j to leap into her breft.? the Prieft was ready I the joyful virgins and the young men ready I when Hymen ftood with all his flames about him blefling the bed ? the houfe with full joy fweating ? and expedition, like the Romane Eagle, took ftand, and call'd all eyes ? It was your Honour; and ere you give it full, do you deftroy it ? or was there fome dire Star ? fome devil that did it ? fomr fad malignant Angel to mine honour I With you I dare not rage. Del. With me thou canft not, though it was I. Nay, look not pale and frighted; I'll fright thee moi e. With me thou canft not quarrel; I rais'd the thunder, to rebuke thy falfhood: look here, to her thy falfhood. Now be angry, and be as great in evil as in Empire. Dio. Blefie me, ye Powers. Del. Thou haft full need of blefling. 'Twas I, that at thy great Inauguration, hune in the air unfeen; 't was I that ho honoured thee with various Muficks, and iweet founding airs s *t was I infpired the fouldiers heart with wonder, and made him throw himfelf, with love and duty, lowe as thy feet:'t was I that fix'd him to thee. But why did I all this ? To keep thy honeftie, thy vow and faith, that once forgot and flighted Aurelia in regard, the Marriage ready, the Prieft and all the Ceremonies prefent. 'T was I that thundred loud; *t was 1 that threatned j 't was I that caft a dark face over heaven, and fmoteye all with terrour. Druf. Yetconfider, as ye are noble, as I have deferv'd ye ; for yet ye are fret : if neither faith nor promife, the deeds of elder times may beremembred, let thefe new-dropping tears ; for I ftill love ye, thefe hands held up to heaven. Dio. I muft not pitieye j 't is not wife in me. Del. How ? not wife ? Dio. Nor honourable. A Princeffeis my Love, and doats upon me : a fair and lovely Princefle is my Miftris. I am an Emperour: confider, Prophetefle, now my embraces are for Queens and Princess, for Ladies of high mark, for divine beauties: to look fo lowe as this cheap common f weetnefle, would fpeak me bafe, my names and glories nothing I grant I made a vow j what was I then ? as fhe is now, of no fort (Hope made rae protnifa but now I am : to keep this vow, were monfttoi amadneffe, and a lowe inglorious fondnefle. 1 Del. Take heed, proud man. Druf. Princes may love with Titles, but I with Truth. Del. Take heed j here ftands thy deftinie j thy Fate here follows. Dio. Thou doating Sorcereffe, wouldft have me love this Thing, that is not worth to kneel unto my Saint ? to kifle her (hadow ? Great Princes are her flaves j feltftcd beauties bow at her beck: the mighty Per fans daughter (oright as the breaking Eaft, as the mid-day glorious) waits her commands, and grows proud in her olefe I'll fee her honour'd : fome Watch I fhall think of, that fhall advance ye bothjmean time I'll favourye,£o Del. Mean time I'll haunt thee.Cry not(wench)becc;, ere long, thou (halt more pitie him (obferveme) (ftj and pitie him in truth, then now thou leek'ft-him: my Art and I are yet companions. Come,GirL 'i Scetna Sccunda. Enter Get a, Lidors. get. I am too merciful, 1 finde it (friends) of too foft a nature to be an Officer; [ bear too much remorfe. I Lid *T is your own fault, Sir j fir look you, One fo newly warm in Office fhould lay about him blindfold, like true Jultice, bit where it will; the more ye whip and hang,Sir, (though without caufe j let that declare it felf afterwuJ) the more ye are admired. Get. I think I fhall be. a Lid. Your Worth ip and prone to anger. Get. Nay, I will be angry, and, the beft is, I need not fhew my reafon. a Lid. You need not,Sir,yi ur place is withoutrafai and what you want in growth and full proportion, make up in rule and rigour. Get. A rare Counfellor- inftruft me further. Is it fit, my friends, the Emperour my Matter Diodeft an fhould now remember or the Times or Manners that call'd him plain down Diocles I X L.iEl. He muft not, it ftands not with his Royaltie, Get. I grant ye, I being then the Edile getianus, a man of Place, and Judge, it is held requifitc I fhould commit to my consideration thofe Rafcals of removed and ragged hours, ; that with unreverend mouthes call'd me i Lid. You muft forget their names ; your Get. I do forget;but I'll hang their natures: P ' I willafcend my Place, whichisof Jufticej and Mercy, I forget thee. Suitor. A rare Magiftrate j another Solon fure. 1 Get. Bring out the offenders. ..,w I Z«T?.There are none yet,Sir,but no doubt there w Cha. For fliame refrain this impudence. Max. Would I had her alone, that I might t \ f fure, fure (he ftioyld not beg : If this continue, as I hope (heaven) it will j Uncle, I'll nick ye,' I'll nick ye, by this life. Some would fear killing inthepurfuitnowof fo rare a venture; £* I am covetous to die for fuch a Beauty. c/(; '■ Mine Uncle comes: now, if (he (land, I am hsppj. Cha. Be right again, for honours fake. B io. Fair Mtftris Aur. What man is this ? Away. What fawcyfc|i0, ; dare any fuch bafe groom preffe to falute.tne ? Bio. Have ye forgot me (Fair) or do you j'cft withmc? I'll tell ye what I am: come9 'pray ye look lovely, Nothing but frowns and (corns ? Aur. Who is this fellow? Bio. I'll tell ye who I am: I am your husband Aur. Husband to me? Bio. To you. I am Bioclefmn. Max. More of this (port,and I am made,old moth cffvft but this thou haft begun. Bio. I am ht ( ady) reveng'd your brothers death ; flew cruel Aper: I am he the Souldier courts, the Empire honours, your Brother loves : am he (my lovely Miftris) will make you Einpreffe of the world. Max.' Still excellent.: Now I fee too, mine U ncle may be cozen'd. An Em perour may fuffcr like another. Well faid (old mother) hold but up this miracle. Aur. Thou lyeft; thou art not he: thou a bravefelloit? Cha. Is there no (hame, no modeftie in women ? Aur. Thou one of high and full mark ? Bio. Gods, what ails the? Aur.. Generous and noble ? Fie, thou lyeft mplMty Thy face, and all afpttt upon thee, tells me thou art a poor Balmatian Have, a lowe thing not worth the name of Romano : ftand off farther. Bio. What may this mean ? A ir. Come hither, my Endjmion; come, (hew thy fclf, and all eyes be bleffed in thee. Bio. Hah ? what is this ? Aur. Thou fair Star that I live by, look lovely on me, break into full brightnefle '• Look, here's a face now, of another making, another mold; here's a divine proportion, eyes fit for Phcehtu felf, to gild the world with; and there's a browarch'd like the date of heaven; look how it bends, and with what radience, as if the Synod of the gods fate under: look there, and wondei: now behold that felloW> that admirable thing, cut with an ax out. Max. Old woman, though I cannot give thee reccff' ye (ctrtainlyjl'll make thy name as glorious. (P®i Bio. Is this in truth? Cha. She is mad, and you muft parden her. Bio. She hangs upon him : fee. Cha. Her fit is ftrong now: j be not you paffionate. Bio. She kiffes. Cha. Let her; 'tisbutthefondnefleof her fit. Bio. Iamfool'd, and if I fuffer this. Cha. Pray ye (friend) be pacified, this will be off anon : Ihe pops in. Exit 1 Dru. Good Aunt fpeak mildly: fee how he looks and fuffers* Bio. I find and feel, woman, that I am miferable. Bel. Thou art mod miferable. Bio. That as I am the mod, I am mod miferable. But didft thou work this ? 'Del. Yes, and will purfue it. Bio. Stay there, and have fome pity : fair DruJWa, let me perfwade thy mercy, thou had lov'd mee^ although I know my fuit will found unjudly to make thy love the means to lofe it felfe* have pity on me. Dru. I will do. Bel. Peace Neece. although this foftnefle may becbmeyour love, your care mud fcorn it. Let Ivm dill conteu n thee, And dill 1*11 work: the (ame affcftion he ever (hews to thee, be it fweet or bitter, the fame Amelia (hall (hew him ; no further: nor (hall the wealth of all his Empire free this. Bio. I mud fpeak fair. Lovely young maid,forgive me look gently on my forrows; You that grieve too, I fee it in your eyes, and thus I meet it. Bru. O Aunt, I am bled'd. Bio. Be not both young and cruell, again I beg it, thus. Dru. Thus, Sir, I grant it. Enter Aurelia. He's mine own now, Aunt. Bel. Not yet (Girl) thou art cozen'd. (encet Aur. O my deer Lord, how have I wrong'd your pati how wandred from the truth of my affftions ? how (like a wanton fool) fhun'd that I lov'd mod ? but you are full of goodnelfe to forgive, Sir, as I of griefe to beg, and (hame to take it: fure I was not my felf, fome drange illufion, or what you pleafe to pardon. Dio. All, my Deered; all, my Delight; and with more pleafure take thee, then if there had been no fuch dream .* for certain, it was no more. Aur. Now you have feal'd forgiveneffe, I take my leave j and the gods keep your goodnefle. Exit Bel. You fee how kindntffe profpers : be but (b kind to marry her, and fee then what new fortune^, new joyes, and pleafures; far beyond this Lady, beyond her Greatnefie too. Bio. I'll die a dog fird. Now I am reconcil'd, I will enjoy her in fpight of all thy fpirits, and thy witchcrafts. Bel. Thou (halt not (fool). Bio. I will, old doating Divels; and wert thou any thing but air and fpirit, my fword diould tell thee. ii Bel. I contemn thy threatnings, and thou (halt know I hold a power above thee. Wee mud remove Amelia: Come, farewell fool, when thou (halt fee me next, thou (halt bow to me. B io. Look thou appear no more to erode my pleafures. Exeunt. i: Sw!at fay you, Sir ? n- Hovv dare thy lips, thy bafe hps ? / I am your kinfman Sir, and no (uch bafe one : . 2 no kfe nor I had no reafon r k the Princefle from me : 'twas no manners: ft vet compell'd her: of her courtefie It ii.ee beftows Sir, I am thankfull for. \ie Be gone villain. ^Xi I will,and I will go off with that glory, ,j magnifie my fate. Exit. dic Good brother leave me, t; my felf a trouble now. Ckr. I am forry for t. you'll find it but a woman-ht to try ye. Dit.11 m'y befo; Ihopefo. fa lam a(ham'd, and what I think I blufh at. Exit. Dii, What mifery hath my great Fortune bred me ? mJhofr far mufti fuffer ? Poor and low States, •hough they know wants-and hungers, know not thefe, Njownot thptekilling Fates : Little contents them, jjj w(th that little they live, Kings commanding, ,,j ordering both their Ends and Loves. O Honour ! tow geedtly men ieek thee,- and once purchafed, bwmany enemies to mans peace bringd thou ? (i0iv mmy griefs and forrows, that like Cheers, liliefitall inters, are Cheering c ffour lives dill ? wmany iad etclipfes do wefhine thorow ? Eater DJphia, Drufilla vail'J. When I prefum'd I was bkffd in this fair woman, DI Behold him-now,and tell me how thou liked him. Dk When all my hopes were up, and Fortune dealt me tn for the greated and the happied Monarch, hentobdcozen'd, to be cheated bafely ? mineowne kinfman crofi'd ? O villain kinfman ! orfcofmy blood; becaufe a little younger, littlefmoothdr fae'd: O falfe,falfe woman, lilt and forgetfull of thy faith: I'll kill him. Butcan I kill her hate too? No: hewooesnot, norworthieis of death, becaufe (he follows him? secaufe (he courts him : Shall I kill an innocent ? Dudes! would thou hadd never known this, (urfeited upon this fweet Ambition, Know lies bitter at thy heartO Fortune, lit thou haft none to fool and blow like bubbles, i Kings, and their Contents 1 H What think ye now, Girl ? Or#,Upon my lift,I pity his misfortune. jjow he weeps; I cannot hold. nil. Away fool 5 WeeP bloody tears before thou had him. w tare ye now, brave Diode (tan t 'tf lazie in your loves ? has too much pleafure your moft mighty faculties ? • Art thou there ? a,? 1°,ment me ^ thou come to mock me ? :lf: °oe: and I do laugh at all thy fuffrings. :,u ,"ve wrought'em come to fcorn thy wailings: ,ee once» This is thy fate, this woman, «thou ufefther, fo thou (halt profper. -,fl0power to turn this dediny, , P the torrent of thofe miferies b|l.0"negleftft her dill) (hall fall upon thee. ' 3 thou art difhoned, falfe of faith, a u,;l cj' 'hink no power can croffe thy pleafures; fiud a Fate above thee. i The Tropheteffe. g JBus Quart us Selena Prima. Enter Chorus. S$ f*B of matter is our Hiftorie, Yet mix'd, 1 hope With fweet varictie, The accident* not vulgar too, but rare9 And ft to be prefented, r&rf* ffer* in this narrow St age, ^ fif»e cxpreffe In Attion to the life, 0#r Dioclefian /« his full luftre : Yet (as the Statuarie, TiSwf large fize 0/Alcides foot9 Ghejf'd at his Whole proportion) fo Wee hope, Your apprehenfive judgements Void conceive Out of the fbadowWe can only fheW, How fair the body Was ; and Will be pleafd, Out of jour Wonted goodneffc, to behold *As in a filent Atirrour, What We cannot With ft conveniencie of time, allow*d For fuch PrefentwentSy cloath in vocall founds. Yet With fuch Art the SubjeEl is conveiph'dy That every Scene and pajfage (ball be elect Even to the grojfeft underftander here. LoudMufick. ' Dumb Shew. % Enter (at one dooQDelphia, Ambaffa- dors, they whifper together3 they take an oath upon her hand 3 She circles them (kneeling) with her Magick rod 3 They • r 11 ,» r> 1 -TV ✓ Out of the fight of Rome; but takes their (In lieu of her afliflancc) that they fiafoot On any terms, when they were in theirpon# Prefume to touch their lives : This yeeldtfo They lie in ambuftt for 'em. Dioclefian Still mad for fair Aurelia, thatdoated As much upon Maximinian, twice had kittle But that her frown reftraind him: He furfutt^ With all humilitie ; but {he continues Proud and dif dainfuB. The fign given by Dcfc The Perfians breakjhorow, and fcize upon Gharinus and his Sifter, with Maximinian, And free Caflana. For their fpeedj refcuc, Enraged Dioclefian draws his fword, And bids his Guard ajjift him : Then too Had been all oppofttion and refiftance The Perfians could have made again ft their firj, If Delphia by her cunning hadnotraifd Afoggie mi ft, which as a cloud conccal'd th:tnf Deceiving their Pur fitters. Now be pUf\i} Thasyour Imaginations may help you Tothinkjhemfafe inPerfia, and Dioclefian For this dif aft re circled round with farrow. Yet mindfull of the wrong. T heir future fortHm Wee wiH prefent in AElion ; and are bold In that which follows, that the Aloft jhall fay, 'Twos well begun, but the End crown d the Ply, Exit, O Secunda m Enter Diodes, Niger, Senators, (juarl Die. Talk not ot comfort j I have broke my faitfi, and the Gods fight againft me: and proud man, ^ ^ m m * / m rife and draw their Swords. the other door) Dioclefian^Charinus, Ma how-ever magnified, is but as dull Enter Cat I before the raging whirlwind ot their juftice. What is it to be great ? ador'd on earth ? when the itnmortall Powers that are above US ximinian, Niger, Aurelia, Cajfana^ Guard 3 turn all our bLflings into horrid curies, Charinus and Niger perfwading Aurelia; and laugh at our refiftance, or prevention c, rr •£**••• ' of what they purpote? O the tunes that one Oilers to linbrace Maximinian 3 Dio- I feel within me ! whip'don, by their angers cles draws his fword, keeps off Maximi-1 for my tormentors. Could itelfe have been uian, turns to Aurelia^kneels to her, laies his fword at her feet, fhe fcornfully turns away : Delphia gives a figne 3 the Am- baffadors and Souldiers rufh upon them, feife on Aurelia, Cajjana, Charinus, and Maximinian 3 Dioclefian and others offer to refcue them 3 Delphia raifes a Mift : Exeutt Ambaffadors and Prifoners, and the reft difcontented. The skjlfull Delphia finding by fure proof The pre fence of Aurelia iim'd the beauty Of her Drufilla ; and in fpight of Charms, The Emperottr her Brother, Great ChariflUS, Still urg'd her to the love of Dioclefian, Deals Voith the Perfian Legats, that Vcere bound For the Ranfom c/Caftana, to remove Aurelia, Maximinian, WCharinus in Nature, that a few poor fugitive Perfians, unfriended, and unarmed too, could have rob'd me (in Rome, the worlds Metropolis, and her glory; in Rome, where I command, inviron'd round with fuch invincible Troops that know no fear, but want of noble Enemies) of thofe jewels I priz'd above my life, and I want power to free them, if thofe gods I have provok'd had not given fpirit to the undertakers, and in their deed prote&ed 'em ? Nig, Great Gafar, your fafetie does confirm you are their care, and that how-ere their practices reach others, you Hand above their malice. k I Sen, Rome in us offers (as means to further your revenge) the lives of her beft Citizens, and all they ftand pofleff'd of. 1 Gu. Do but lead us on with that invincible and undaunted courage which waited bravely on you, when you appes* the Minion ofConqueft: Married rather 'J the Matter of great Rome, and in that, Lord of all the Sun gives heat and being to, thus fues for mercy ; Be but as thou wert, the Pilot to the Bark of my good fortunes, % and once morefteermy Adionstothe Port of glorious honour, and if I fall off hereafter from my faith to this i weet Virgin, joyne with thofe Powers that punifti perjury, to make me an example, to deter others from being falfe. Dru. Upon my foul you may beleevehim : nor did he ere purpofe to me but nobly ; hee made triall how I could endure unkindnefle; I fee Truth triurnphat in his forrow. Deereft Aunt, both credit him, and help him ; and on affurance that what I plead for,you cannot deny, I raife him thus, and with this willing kifle I feale his pardon, Dio. O that I ere look'J beyond this abftrad of all womans goodnefle. DeL I am thine again ; thus I confirm our league: I know thy wifties, and how much thou fuffetft in honour for thy friends: thou fhalt repair all; for to thy fleet I'll give a fore-right wiode to paflfe the Perfian gulf ; remove all lets that may moleft thy fouldiers in their March that paffe by land : and deftiny is falfe, if thou prove not vidorious s Yet remember, when thou art raifd up to the hightft point of humane happinefle, fuch as move beyond it muil of neceflitie defcend. Think on't, and ufe thofe bleflings that the gods powre on you with moderation. Dio. As their Oracle I hear you, and obey you, and will follow your grave directions. Del. You will not repent it. Exeunt* Selena lertia. Enter Niger, Geta, guard, Souldiers, Enfignes. Nig. How do you like your entrance to the Warre ? when the whole Bodv of the Army moves, (hews it not glbrioufly f Get. *Tis a fine May-game: but eating and drinking I think are forbad in't, (I mean, with leafure) wee walk on, and feed like hungry boyes that hafte to School; or as wc carried filli to the City, dare ftay no where, for fear our ware fhould ftink. I. Gu. That's the neceflitie of our fpeedy March. Get, Sir, I doe lovemyeafe, and though I hate all Seats of Judicature, I mean in the Gitie, for conveniencie, I ftill will be a Juftice in the War, ar.d ride upon my foot-cloth. I hope a Captain (and a gown'd-Captain too) may be difpenl'd with. I tell you, and do not mock me, when I was poor, I could endure like others, cold and hunger: but fince I grew rich, let but my finger ake, or feel but the leaft pain in my great toe, unleffe I have a Dcdor, mine own Dodor, that may affure me, I am gone. Nig. Come, fear not j you fhall want nothing. i. Gu. We will make you fight as you were mad. (jet. Not too much of fighting, Friend: it is thy trade, that art a common fouldier: We Officers, by our place, may flaare the fpoilc, and never fweat for'c. a.Gw.You (hall kil for pra&ice but your dozen or two a day. Get. Thou talkft as if thou wert lowfing thy felf: but yet I will make danger, If I prove one of the Worthies, fo : However, I'll have the fear of the gods before my eyes, and doe no hurt, I warrant you. Nig. Come, March on, and humour him for our mirth. 1. Gu. Tis a fine peak-goofe. Nig. But one that fools to the Emperor, and in that, a wife man and a Souldier. 1. Gu. True moralitie. Exeunt. Sc Maximinian, Aurelia (bound) Xvitb Souldiers. Cof Now by the Perfian gods, moft truly welcom, encompafi'd thus with tributary kings, I entertain you. Lend your helping hands to feat her by me: and thus raif'd, bow aU, to do her honour : O, my beft Cajfana, Sifter, and partner of my life and Empire, wee'il teach thee to forget with prefent pleafures thy late captivitie: and this proud Roman, that uf'd thee as a flave, and did difdain a Princely Ranfom, fhall («f fhe repine) be forc'd by various Tortures, to adore what fhe of late contemn'd. Caf. All greatnefle ever attend Cofroe; though Perfiabe ftil'd the nurfe of pomp and pride; wee'il leave to Rome her native crueltie. For know Aurelia, a Roman Princefle, and a Cefars- Sifter, though now, like thee captiv'd,I can forget, thy barbarous ufage: and though theu to me (when I was in thy power) didft fhew thy felf a moft infulting Tyranneffe, I to thee may prove a gentle Miftris. Aur. O my Stars, a Miftris ? can I love and owe that name to ilefh and bloud ? I was borne to command, train'd up in Soveraigntie ; and I, in death can quit the name of Save: She that fcorns life, may mock captivitie. Char. Rome will be Rome when we are nothing: and her powr's the fame which you once quak'd at. Max. Dioclefian lives j hear if, and tremble: Lives (thou King of Perfia) the Mailer of his fortune, and his honour: j and though by divelifh Arts wee were furpriz'd, and made the prey of Magick and of Theft, and not won nobly, we fhall be redeem'd, and by a Roman war; and every wrong we fuffer here, with intereft, be return'd on the infulting doer. 1 Per. Sure thefe Romanes are more then men. |L 2 Per. Their great hearts willnotyeeld, they cannot bend to any adverfe Fate, fuch is their confidence. Cofr. They then fhall break. Why, you rebellious wretches, dare you ftill contend, when the leaft breath, or nod of mine marks you out for the fire ? or to be made the prey of wolfs or vultures ? The vain name of Roman Legions, I flight thus, and fcom: and for that boafted bug-bear, Dioclefian (which you prefiime on) would he were the Mailer but of the fpirit, to meet me in the field, hee foon fhould find, that our immortall Squadrons that with full numbers ever are fupyli'd, 1 (could it be peffible they fhould decay) dare front his boldeft Troops,and fcatter 'em, as an high towring Falcon on her Stretches, fevers the fearfull rowl. And by the Sun, the Moon, the Winds, the nouriftiers of life, and by this Sword, the inftrnment of death, fince that you fly not humbly to our Mercy, but yet dare hope your Iibertie by force j if Dioclefian dare not attempt to free you with his fword, allflavery that crueltie can find out to make you wretched, falls heavie on you. Max. If the Sun keeps his courfe, and the earth can bear his fouldiers march, I fear not." Aur. Or Iibertie, or revenge. Char. On that I build too, Aur. A Roman Trumpet.' Max. 'Tis : Comes it not li a pardon to a man condemn'd ? Cofr. Admit him. The purpofe of thy coming ? A TtHBflt, Enter Nig. My great M after, the Lord of Rome, (in that all Power is fpoken) hoping that thou wilt prove a noble Enemie, and (in thy bold refiftance) worth his conqueft, defies thee, Cofroe. Max. There is fire in this. Nig. And to encourage thy laborious power* to tug for Empire, dares thee to the Field, with this affurance, If thy fword can win him, or force his Legions with thy barbed horfe, but to forfake their ground, that not alone wing'd Viftory fhall take ftand on thy Tent, but all the Provinces, and Kingdomes held by the Roman ©arrifonsin this Eaftern world, fhall be delivered up, and hee himfelf acknowledge thee his Soveraign. In return of this large offer, he asks onely this, That till the doubtfull Dye of War determine who has moft power, and fhould command theot thou wouldft intreat thy Prifoners like their births and not their prefent Fortune s and to bring 'em (guarded) into thy Tent, with thy beft Strengths, thy ableft men of war, and thou thy felf fworn to make good the place. And if he fail (maugre all oppofition can be made) in his own perfon to com pell his way, Gofrae, Ctfuta, and the reft, be free, and ranfomleffe return, Cofr. Tofeethisvertue is more to me then Empire"; and to be orecome by you, a glorious vi&orie. Max. What a divell means he next ? Dio. I know that Glory is like Alcidet fhirt „ if it ftay on us till pride hath mix'd it with our blood ; not can we part with it at pleafure: when wee would uncafe, it brings along with it both flefh and finews, and leaves us living monfters. Max. Would it were come to my turn to put it on : I'ld run the hazzard, i Dio. No, I will not be pluckAi out by the ears | out of this glorious caftle; uncempell'd 11 will furrender rather: Let it fuifice, I have touch'd thp height of humane happineffe, and here I fix Nil ultra. Hitherto II have liv'i a fervant to ambitious thoughts, and fading glories: what remains of life, I dedicate to Vertue; and to keep i my faith untainted, farewell Pride and Pomp, and circutnftance of glorious Majeftie, I farewell for ever. Nephew, I have noted, that you have long with fore eyes look'd upon my flourifhing Fortune ; you (hall have polkffiqn of my felicitie: I deliver up my Empire, and this Jem I priz'd above it, and all things elfe that made me worth your envie, freely unto you. Gentle Sir- your fuffrage, to ftrengthen this: the fouldiers love I doubt not j his valour (Gentlemen) will deferve your favours, which let my prayers further. All is yours. But I have been top liberall, and giv'n that I muft beg back again. Max.' What am Ffalne from ? Dio. Nay, ftart not: It is only the poor Grange, the Patrimony which my Father left me, I would be Tenant to; i Max. Sir,I am yours : I will attend you there, Dio. No, keep the Court: feek you in Rome for honour: I will labour to finde content elfwhere. Diflwade me not, by—■—, I atn refolv'd. And now Drufilla, being as poor as when I vowM to make thee my wife: if tjfyr love iince hath felt no change, J am ready to perform^. Dru. I ftilllov'd _ f 1 S I J ' f I * I * % 9 A 0 m % ' • your Perfon,not jycpr Fortunes s in a cottage,; being yours, fim'an Emprefle. 'Del. And I'll make the change m oft happy. S Dio. Do mie.then the honour, to fee my vow perfbrm'd. You but attend j my Glories to theurn; where be it afhes, I .welcome my mam dkt«; ancj as a due j r . $ +' onour unto you, ; . : • i'; Exeunt. Scana . Enter Chorus. Choa The War With glory ended; awdCofro- (Acknowledging his fcaltie to CharinusJ Difmiffd in peace, returns to Perfia: The reft, arriving fafely unto Rome, Are entertain d With Triumphs ; Maximinian By the grace and intercejfion of his Vnclei Saluted Caelar : but good Dioclefian, Weary of Pomp and State, retires himfelf With a fmatl Train, to a mo ft private Gmy In Lumbar die j Where the glad CountrejJiriu(t With Rurall Sports to give him entertainment; With Which delighted\ he with eafe forgets All fpecious trifles, and fecurely tattes T he certain plea fur es of a private life. But oh Ambitionb that eats into With venom* d teeth, true thankfulnejfei and km And to fupport her Greatneffe, fa/hions fears^ D oubtiyOnd preventions to decline all dangers, Which in the place of fafetie, prove her ruine: All which be pleafd to fee in Maximinian, To Whom, his confer'd Soveraignty Was like A large fail fi/i'dfull With afore-right Winde, Thai drowns a fmaller Bark • eini hee once fain Into ingratitude, makes no ft op in mifchief, But violently runs on, AHow Maximinian^ Honour, and Empire, abfolate command \ Yet being ill, long great he cannot ft and. \ , o ctena o ecnnaa. m t0 Enter Maximinian and Aarelia* I ^ Aur. Why droops my Lord,my Love,my-life,my Cift\ I ^ how ill this dulnefle doth com port with Greatnelfe ? j I Does not (with open arms) your Fortune court you? j I Rome know you for her M after ? I my fclf I :o confeffeyou for my Husband ? love, andferveyou? j I if you contemn not thefe, and think them curfes, 11 I know no bleflings that ambitious flefh I ^ could wifti to feel beyond 'em. - ■ Max, Beft Aarelia, !■ in( the parent and the nurfe to all my Glories, 11 ( tis not that thus embracing you, I think 11 my there is a heaven beyond it, that begets j I the thefe fad retirements ; but the fear to lofe I up whatit is hell to part with t better to have liv'J I j poor and obfeure, and never fcal'd the top i I |tot of hilly Empire, then to die with fear 1 to be thrown headlong down, almoft as foon I ( as we have reached it, I cou Aur. Thefe are Pannick terrours I ^'CI you faftuon to your felf: Is not my Brothir I rti (your equall and copartner in the Empire) , I h vow'd and confirmed your friend ? the fouldier conW I tall Hath notyour Uncle Dioclefian taken > 1 k his laft farewell oTh' world ? What then can (hake yc- |4t Max. The thonght I may befhaken: andaffurance ■ .nth that what we doe poflfefle is not our own, ., I then , Unending on anothers favour: '' bine's more uncertain (my Aurelia) fef ,sr tj,at (lands not on his proper Bads, P°!L his foundation. I'll make plain :Ut c, nf doubts and fears; for what (hould I °*C , from you, that are to be familiar conh v moft private thoughts?Is not the Empire " tmJips gift ?and mayhe not refume ic ®y ^ leaft diftafte ? Does not Cbarimu "P0" ;nmyde(ignes? And what is Majeftie l 'isdivided? Does not the infolent Souldier ' .inmand his donative ? And what can take £;li T0m our honour ? No (my wife Aurelia j "no you am more then all the world, LJouare tome; as wee defire [ Jure, weemuft be abfolute to md know no equal!; when your Brother borrows ikli« ' le fplendor that he has from us, 11 we arc ferv'd for fear, not at entreaty, Lay live fife; ;but till then,we but walk w,thheavie burthens on a fea of glafle, ad our own weight will fink w ohf. Your Mother brought you int0the world an Emperor: you perfwade , what I would have counfell'd: Neernefle of blood rtfpeftofpietie, and thankfulneffe, Jail the holy dreams of vertuous fools T,uft vanilh into nothing, when Ambition (the maker of great minds,and nurfc of honour) Putsin for Empirr. On then, and forget your(impie Uncle; think he was the Mailer (in being once an Emperor) of a Jewell, whole worth and ufe he knew not: For Cbarimts, no more my Brother, if hee be a flop n what you purpofe; hee to Me's a ftranger, 2nd fo to be remov'd. Mux. Thou more then woman, ihcumafculine Greatneflfe, to whofe foaring fpirit to touch the (lars feems but an eafie flight; 0 how I glory in thee 1 thofegreat women Antiquitic is proud of, thou but nam'd, Hull oe na more remembred; but perfever, tod thou (halt Anne among thofe ltfler lights Enter Charinus, Niger, Guard. / toallpofleritie like another Phcbe, iodfoadot'd as fhe is. Aw. Here's Charinus, bisbrow furro.w'd with anger. Max. Let him (form, md you (ball hear me thunder. He difpofe of :;y Provinces at his pleafure ? and confer jthofe honours (that are onely mine to give) ;-P°n his creatures ? % Mighty Sir, afcribe it Mis affurance of your love and favour, not to pride or malice. No, good Niger, ^urtcfie fhall not fool me; he (hall know a hand to raife him, and defend him, ^ • "e "e continues good; but the fame (Irength ) P"ae make him ufurp upon my Right, /J bim to the Center. You are well met, Sir. ,l x' As you make the Encounter t Sir,I hear, yeu repine,and hold your felf much griev'd, at> without your good leave, I beltow'd the Gailian Proconfuflhip upon a follower of mine. Cba. 'Tis true: and wonder you durft attempt it. Max. Dud, Char in its ? Cba. Durlt: again, I fpeakit: Think you me fo tame, fo leaden and unadive, to fit down with fuch difhonour ? But,recall yoyr grant, and fpeedily ; or by the Roman thou tripft thine own heels up, and hall no part in Rome, or in the Empire. Max. Thou bjft none, but by per million: Alas, poor Charinus, thou fli dow of an Emperor,*1 fcorri thee, thee, and thy foolifh threa s: The gods appoint him the abfolute difpofer of the Earth, that has the (hirpeft fword. f am fure ("Chariness ) thou wear'ft one without edge. When cruell Aper had kill'd Nttmerianws, thy Brother, (an ad: that would have made a trembling coward more daring then Alcides) thy bafe fea re made thee wink at it : then rofe up my Uncle (for the honour of the Empire,and of Rome) againfl the Traitor, and among his Guards punifh'd the treafon : This bold daring ad got him the Souldiers fuffrages to btCafar. And howfoever his too gentle nature allow'd thee the name only, as his gift, I challenge the fuccefiion. Cba. Thou arc cozen'J. When the receiver of a courtefie cannot fuftain the weight it carries with it, 'cisbutaTriall, not a prelent Ad. Thou hid in a few dayes of thy fhort Reign, in over-weening pride, riot and lulls, (ham'd noble (Dioelefian, and his gift ; nor doubt I, when it (hall arrive unto his certain knowledge, how the Empire groneS under thy Tyranny, but hee will for/ake his private life.and once again refume his laid-by Majeftie.* or at leaft, make choice of fuch an Atlas as may bear this burthen, too heavie for thy fhouldiers. To effed this, lend your afliftance (Gentlemen) and then doubt but that this mufhroom (fprung up in a night) fhall as foon wither. And for ycu ( Attrelia) if you efteem your honour more then tribute paid to your lothfome appetite, as a Furie flie from his loofe embraces: fo farewell j ere long you (hall hear more. Atsr. Are you llruck dumb, that you make no reply ? j Max. Sweet, I will doe, and after talk: I will prevent their plots, and tusn them on their own accurfed heads. My Uncle ? good : I mult not know the names of Pietie or Pitie. Steel my heart, defire ot Empire, andinftrud meB that the Prince that over others would bear fway, checks at no Let that (lops him fo his way. Exeunt } Exeunt. Ffff 3 Senna. m ft A ^ t! 44 The Trofhetejfe, Sc fcatteiM 'em, ind through their big-bon'd Germans, on whofe Pikes honour of their adions (it in triumph, Themes for fongsto (hame 'em, and a woman> 1 woman beat "em, Nennius; a weak woman, 1 Woman beat thefe Romanes. s C*r> Soitfeems, man Would (hame to talk fo. Who's that ? C*. I. - • Coulin, do you grieve my fortunes ? No, Boxduca, ' tricve, 't is the bearing of your fortunes; put too much winde to your fail: Difcretiofi je Valour are the twins of Honour, lHv;f,rs, togetber, make a Conquerour: ■,Jd' buLt ^ talker. T is a truth, has fled before us twice, and routed j 'We ought to crown the gods for, Lady, °ur tongues. A truth-is none of ours, v — s r\ , r i f°r then it leaves to be a vertue, Lady : o anes . ye gods of | and we that have been Vidtors, beat our fclyes, , , when we infult upon our honours fubjeft. e blulhing | ^0„% j^y valiant Coufin, is it foul to fay what liberty and hononr bid us do, and what the gods allow us ? Car. No, Bon due a, fo what we fay, exceed not what we do. Ye call the Romanes fearful, fleeing Romanes, and Romane Girls, the lees of tainted pleafuress does this become a doer ? are they fuch ? Bon. They are no more. Car. Where is your Conqued then ? why are your Altars crowiAi with wreathes of flowers, the beads with gilt horns waiting for the fire ? the holy Draides compofing fongs of everladinglife to Viftory ? Why are thefe triumphs, Lady? for a May-game? for hunting a poor herd of wretched Romanes ? is it no more ? fhut up your Temples, Britains, and let the Husband-man redeem his heifers j put out our holy fires; no Timbrel ring; lei's home, and (Lep; for fuch great overthrows, a Candle burns too bright a facrifice, a Glow-worms tail too full a flame. O Nemiur0 thou hadft a noble Uncle knew a Romane, and how to fpeak him, how to give him weight in both his fortunes. Bon. By 1 think ye doit upon thefe Romanes. Caratach. Car. Witnefle thefe wounds, I do ; they were Fairly I love an enemy : I was born a iouldier • and he that in the head on's Troop defies'me, bending my manly body with his fword, I make a'Miftris. Yellow-trefled Hymen ne'er ty *d a longing Virgin with more joy, (given. tlipn | and let me meet thee once again in arms; J then if thou ftand'ft, thou art mine. I took his offr I and here I am to honour him. I Bon, O Coufin, J from what a flight of honour haft thou checkt me t I what wouldft thou make mc, Caratach ? J Car. See, l ady, I the noble ufc of others in our loffes; I does this afflift ye ? Had the Romanes cri'd this, J and as we have done theirs, fung out thefe fortunes J rail'd on our bafe condition, hooted at us, ' I made marks as far as the earth was ours, to Chew us | nothing but fea could ftop our flights; ddp;1-j US) J and held it equal whether banquettmg j or beating of the Britains were more bufinefle, I it would have gall'd ye. I Bon. Let me think we conquer'd. I Car. Do j but fo think, as we may be conquet'j; I and where we have found vertue, though in thofe ' I that came to make us flaves, let't cherifh it. I There "s not a bio we we gave fince Julius lmded, J that was of ftrength and worth, but like Records I they file to after-ages. Our Regifters, j the are for noble deeds of honour; and fhali we burn their mentions with upbraiding Bon.No mere,I fee my felf: thou haft made me,Cod J more then my fortunes durft; for they abus'd me, j and wound me up fo high, I fwell'd with glory: J thy temperance has cur'd that Tympany, and given me health again, nay, more discretion. Shall wc have peace ? for now I love thefe Rommtt, Car. Thy love and hate are both unwife ones,Lady, I Bon. Yourreafon ? ' Nets. Is not Peace the end of Arms ? Car. Not where the caufe implies a general Conqudl had we a difference with fome pette Ifle, or with our neighbours (Lady) for our Landmarks, the taking in of fome rebellious Lord, or making a head againft Commotions, after a day of Blood, Peace might be argued: But where we grapple foi the ground we live on, the Libertie we hold as dear as life, the gods we worChip, and next thofe, our Honours,1 and with thofc (words that know no end of Battel; thofe men befide themfelves allow no neighbour; thofe mindes that where the day is claim inheritance, and where the fun makes ripe the fruits, their harvdl, and where they march, but meafure out more ground to adde to Rome, and here i'th* bowels on us j it muft not be; no, as they are our foes, and thofe that muft be fo until we tire "cm, let's ufe the peace of Honour, that's fair dealing, but in our ends, our fwords. That hardy Rommt that hopes to graft himfelf into my flock, muft firft begin his kinred under ground, and be alli'd in afhes. Bon. Caratachi as thou haft nobly fpoken, fhall be done; and Hen go to thy charge I here deliver : the Romanes fhall have worthy Wars. Car. They fhall. And, little Sir, when your young bones grow ft®*' and when I fee ye able in a morning to beat a dozen boys, and then to breakfaft, I'll tye ye to a fword. Heng. And what then, Uncle ? ,» j then I am married to that man that wounds me t and arc not all thefe Romane ? Ten ftrnck Battels I fuckt thefe honour'd fears from, and all Romane: tenyeers of bitter nights and heavie marches, when many a frozen ftorm fung thorowlmy Curaffe, and made it doubtful whether that or I j were the more ftubborn metal,have I wrought thorow, and all to try thefe Romanes. Ten times a night I have fwom the Rivers, when the ftars of Rome fhot at me £S I floated, and the billows tumbled their watry ruines on my fhoulders, chatgingmy batter'd fides with troops of Agues j andftilltotry thefe Romanes, whom I found (and if I lye, ray wounds be henceforth backward, and be you witneffe, gods, and all my dangers) as ready, and as full of that I brought | (which jvas not fe*r nor flight) as valiant, j as vigilant, as wife, to do and luffer, ever advanced as forward as the Britains, their fleeps as fliort,their hopes as high as ours, I, and as lubtil, Lady. 'T is d ifhonour, i and, fo|low*d, will be impudence, B„nduca, and grow to no belief, to taint thefe Romanes. 3. Have not I feen the Britains &. Bond. What r fy. Gar. Difhearted, ; run, run, Bonduca, not the quick rack fwifcer j the virgin from the hated ruvifher not half fo fearful ? not a flight drawn home, I a round ftone from a Sling, a lovers wifh ! ere made that hafte that they have. By— II have feen thefe Britains, that you magnifie, ; run as they would have out-run time, and roaring bafely for mercy, roaring: the light ihadows * that in a thought fcur ore the fields of Corn, ' halted on crutches to 'em. I • j iMBorr. O ye Powers, what Icandals do I fuffr ? • Car. Y es, B endue a, I have feen thee run too, and thee, Neunises 3 yea, run apace, both; then when Peuytss the Romane Girl cut thorow your armed Carts, . and drive "em headlong on ye down the hill; then when he hunted ye, like Britain- Foxes, more by the fent then fight: then did I fee thefe valiant and approved men of Britain, j like boading Owls,creep into tods of Ivie, and hoot their fears to one anothar nightly. Nen. And what did you then, Caratach ? Car. I fled too, but not fo fall; your Jewel had been loft then, young Hengo there j he traflit me, Ntnnitts: for when your feairs out-run him, then ftept I, and in the head of all the Romane fury took him, and with my tough Belt to my back I buckled him ; behinde him, my fure Shield; and then I fellow'd. If I fay I fought * j five times in bringing off this bud of Britain, I lye not, Nennius. Neither had ye heard me fpeak this, or ever feen the childc more, but that the fon of vertue, Penjut, feeing me fteer thorow ill thefe ftorms of danger, my helm ftill in my hand, my fword my prow, turn'd to my fo my face, he cri'd out nobly, Go, Britain, bear thy Lions whelp off fafely • thy manly fword has ranfom'd thee: grow ftrong, ¥ he Tragedie of Emitted. 4 9 to \ben ye ^uft kill, Sir,the next valiant Romane ^^IndS'l kill but one? f^Ao hundred, boy, I hope. i , I hope five hundred. That'sa n°blc b°y- Come, worthy Lady, C» ,,r feveral charges, and henceforth S5»y b«h ""S"'and wor,h- Exeunt Scsena Secunda. BP Uer hm*s andPeti!lias,tu>oRomeme Captains. p What ailft thou, man ? doft thou want meat ? hx. N°; , . fail Clothes ? L Neither. For heavens love, leave me. pmtf. Drink ? ye tire me. ltiU, Come, 't is drink; I know *£ is drink, m T is no drink. fnil I lay't is drink: for what affi idtion uu light fo heavie on a Souldier, to dry him upas thou art, but no drink ? Thoulhalt have drink. W prethee, Petillms— hill. And by mine honour,muah drink,valiant drink; met tell me, thou (halt have drink. I fee, liu mis friend, into thy wants: 'tis drink ; uid when I leave thee to a defolation, i' Specially of thatdry nature, hang me. Ju. Why do you do this to me ? MIL For I fee, ilthough your modtftie Would fain conceal it, \ nich fits as f weet ly on a Souldier, isinold fide-faddle. /»#. What do you fee? Ml I fee as far as day, that thou want'ft drink, Did I not finde thee gaping like an Oyfter for a ne w tide ? thy very thoughts lie bare like a lo we ebbe ? thy foul that rid in Sack, Etsmoor'd for want of liquor ? Do but fee intothy fell; for by 1 do: [or all thy body 's chapr, and crackt like timber to want of moilture: what thou wantft there, /»nut, ted if it be not drink. ?«»> You have too much on *t. Ml It may be a whore toojfay it be: come,meecher, thou (halt have both; a pretty valiant fellow, '* [or a little lap and lechery ? Mall ne'er be faid in our Countrey, •houdy'dft o'th'Chin-cough. Heare, thou noble Romane, ^ ton of her that loves a Souldier, ® what I promifed for thee; thus I faid, :4'i I take thy fon to my companion, !:)i 1 love thy fon, thy fon loves war, ; war loves danger, danger drink, drink difcipline, , ls fociety and lechery ; ' [tWo beget Commanders: fear not, La ly, 'yfonfhaii lead. iLI- 'Sia ftrange thin2» Petilliti'> diculous and loofe a mirth p®7r your aflfeftions. Any mirth, I f . / * any fubjeft, Junius^ anly inuftineffe: i. what harm's in drink, in a good wholefom wench ? I do bel'eech ye, Sir, what errour? yet it cannot out of my head handioinly, but thou wouldft fain be drunk : come, no more fooling, the General has new v.-ine, new come over. Jan. He mutt have new acquaintance for it-too, for I will none, I thank ye. Per. None, I thank ye ? a fhort and touchie anfwer. None I thank ye» \ ye do not fcorn it, do ye ? Jan. Gods defend Sir • I owe him ftill more hohour. Pet. None, I thank ye : no company, no drink, no wench, I thank ye»- Yefhall be worfe intreated, Sir. Jar. Pet alius, as thou art honclt, leave me. Petill. None, I thank ye; a modtft and a decent rclolution^ and well put on. Yes, I will leave ye, Junius, and leave ye to the boys, that very Ihortiy fhall all falute ye, by your new firname ot Junius none I thank ye. I would ftarVe row, hang, drown, defpair, dclerve the forks, lie opsn to all the dangerous pafles of a wench, bound to believe her tears, and wed her ache?, ere I would own thy follies, I have found ye, your lays, and out-leaps Junius, haunts, ami iodges: I have view'd ye, and I have found ye by my skiLl to be a fool o' th' firft head, Junius, and I will hunt ye; ye are in love, I know it: ye are an afle, and all the Camp fhall knoW a peevifh idle boy; your dame fhall know it; a wronger of my care; your felf fhall know it. Enter Corporal Judas, and jour foulaitrs. Iud. A Bean ? a princely diet, a full banquet? to what we compaffe. 1 Sould. Fight like hogs for Acorns f 2 Sould. Venture our lives for pig-nuts ? Petill. What ail thefe Rafcals ? 3 Sould, If this hold, wt are (tar v'J. lad. For my part, f riends, A which is but twenty Beans a day, a hard world for Officers, and men of adfion; and thole fo dipt by maftcr tnoufe, and rotten: for unde: Hand 'em French Beans, where the fruits are ripen'd like the people, in old tubs* For mine own parr, I lay, I am ftarv'd already, not worth another Bean, confum'd to nothing,» nothing but fkfh and bones left, miferable: now if this muftie provender can prick me to honourable matters of achievement, Gentlemen, why there*.-; the point. 4 Sould. I'll fight no more. Petill. You'll hang then, a foveraign help for hunger. Ye eating Rafcals, whole gods are Betf and Brewis, whole brave angers do execution upon thde, and Chibbals: ye dogs heads i' th' porridge pot; you fight no more ? dots Rome depend upon your relclution for eating mouldy pie-eruft ? 3 Sould. Would we had it. Iud. I may do fervicc, Captain. Petil/i In a Fifti-market. You, Corporal Curry-comb, what will your fighting profit the Common.wealth ? do you hope to triumph, —Gggg or -fa !-— Ynt-fe are imaginations, dreams of nothings, S"!n that doubts or fears. K!c I '»« free of b°th" JL The Bf-fame L ; //' And I as free as any ; ",i of roy fl.fh, of that we call life, f £i» lofe« nobiy; as indiff rent fTwere my diet. Yet, noble General, lS .. wifedom learn'd from you j I learn'd it, "flrthvof aSouldierscare, mod worthy, ""lib with moll deliberate circumftance ?' nlsof accidents, above their offers; Kfgo on ad get, to fave a Romane Vf,nn life is more worth in way of doing, 1°,Pillions of thefe painted wafps; how viewing find*advantage out; how, found, to follow it withcoanfel and difcretion, left meet fortune ihould claim theviftory. w Hands your charge ? l"tS- Ready for all employments, Commanded too, Sir. "ft. 'T is well govern'd; orr°w we'll draw out, and view the Cohorts ? i* th* mean time, all apply their Offices. I Where's Junius ? \ Pcti/l. In's Cabbin, fick o'th'mumps, Sir. Swet. How ? Pen!!. In love, indeed in love,mod lamentably loving, to the tune of Qjeen Dido. P>ec, Aids poor Gentleman. Ssvet. T will make him fight the nobler. With what I'd be a fpokefinan for him. (Lady ? Petill. You'ii leant fpeed, Sir. Swct. Who is't ? Petill. The devils dam, Banduca's daughter, her youngeft, crackt T th' ring. Srvet. I am forry for him : but furehis own difcretion will reclaim him, he mult deferve our anger elfe. Good Captains, apply your felves in all the pleating forms ye car, unto the Souldiers; fire their fpirits, and fet 'em fit to run this adion; mine own provifion fhall be fhat'd amongft 'em^ till more comein: tell'em, if now they conquer, the fat of all the kingdom lies before'em, their fiiames forgot, their honours infinite, and want for ever banifht. T wo days hence, our fortunes,and our fwords,and gods be for us. Exeunt. Sccetia Prima Enter Penyut, Regulus, Macert Drufiut^ Pen. I muft come ? Ma. So the General commands, Sir. Pen. I muft bring up my Regiment f Ma. Believe, Sir, I bring no lye. Pen. But did he fay, I tnuft come ? Ma. So delivered. Pen.How long is 't,RegulusI commanded in Britain here ? Reg. About five yeers, great Penyut» Pen, The General fome five months. Are aU my a&ions fo poor, and loft, my fervices fo barren, that I'm remembred in no nobler language but Muft come up ? Ma. I do befeech ye, Sir, weigh but the times eftate. Pen. Yts, good Lievtenant, I do, and his that fways it. Muft come up ? Am I turn'd bare Centurion ? Muft, and (hall, fit ernbafles to court my honour ? Ma. Sir—- Pen. Set me to lead a handful of try men againft an hundred thoufand barbarous (laves that have marcht name by name with Romes beft doers ? ferve \ m up fome other meat j I'll bring no food to ftop the jaws of all thofe hungry wolfs. My Regiment's mine own. I muft, my language. Enter Guriutl Cur. Penyut, where lies the hod? Pen. Where Fate may finde'em. Cur. Are they ingirt ? Gggg* _ P<». •>2- The T'ragedie of Tonduca, The Battel's loft. Pert. Cur. So foon ? Pen. No; but't is loft, becaufe it muft be won: the Britains muft be Viftors. Who ere fa\y a troop of bloody Vultures hovering about a few corrupted carcafes, let him behold the filly Romane hoft, girded with millions of fierce Britain Swains, with deaths as many as they have had hopes; and then go thither, he that loves his ftiame; I (corn my life, yet dare not lofe my name. Cur. Do not you hold i: a mod famous end, when both our names and lives are facrific'd for Romes encreafe ? Pen. Yes, Curitu ; but mark this too; what glory is there, or what lading fame can be to Rome, or us ? what full example, when one is fmother'd with a multitude, and crowded in amongft a namelefle preffe ? Honour got out of flint, and on their heads whofe vertues, like the Sun, txhal'd all valours, muft not be loft in mills and fogs of people, notelefle, and out of name, but rude and naked s nor can Rome task us with impoflibilities, or bid us fight againft a flood s we ferve her, that (he may proudly fay fhs has good fouldiers, nor (laves to choke all hazards. Who but fools, that make no difference betwixt certain and dying well, would fling their fames and fortunes into this Britain-gulf, this quickfand-ruine, that finking, fwallows us ? What noble hand can finde a fubj,-& fit for blood there ? or what fword room for his execution f What air to cool us, but poifon'd with their blading breaths and curfes, where we lie buried quick above the ground, and are with labouring fweat, and breathleffc pain, kill'd like to (laves, and cannot kill again ? Dru. Penyus> mark ancient Wars, and know|that then Captains weigh'd an hundred thoufand men. Fen.DruJtut,mark ancient wifdom,and you'll finde then he gave the overthrow' that fev'd his men. I muft not go. Reg. The fouldiers are defirous, their Eagles all drawn out, Sir. Pen. Who drew up, Regulus ? ha ? fpeak: did you ? whofe bold will durft attempt this? drawn out? why, whoc©mmands,Sir?on whofe warrant dilrft they advance ? Reg. I keep mine own obedience. Dru. 'T is like the general caufe, their love of honour, relieving of their wants. Pen. Without my knowledge ? am I no more ? my place but at their pleafures ? Come, who did this > Dru. dying, andfc By Sir, I am ignorant. foftly D rum And Colours• Pen. What,stmIsrowna 3 *v 44 * -jr uiaui I will know, and will be my felf. Stand, difobcdience • he that advances one foot higher, dies for't. ' Run thorow the Regiment upon your duties, and charge 'em on command: beat back again, ty"1— I'll tith'em all elfe. Reg. We'll do our beft. _ _ , Exeunt D rufiut And Regulus. Pen. Back; ceafe your bawling Drums there, 5 I'll beat the Tubs about your brains elfe. Back • do I fpeak with leffe fear then Thunder to ye ? muft I (land to befeech ye ? home, home: ha ? do ye (tare upon me ? Are thofe mindes I moiildci thofe honeft valiant tempers I was proud 1 to be a fellow to, thofe great difcretfons made your names feat'd and honour'd, turn'd to wlltc 0 gods, to difobedience ? Command, farewel • and be ye witnefle with me, all things facred ' 1 have kg (hare in thefe mens (hames. March Sould" and feek your own fad ruines; your old Pen jus , dares not behold your murders. Sould. Captain, a Sould. Captain. I Sould. Dear honour'd Captain. Pen. Too too dear lov'd Souldiers, which made yc weary of me: and heaven yet know; though in your mutinies,I dare not hate you; ' Take your own Wills; *t is fit your long experience fhould now know how to rule your felves: I wrongy- in wi(h is manly heart melts. Pen. Go, beat homeward, there learn to eat your little with obedience, and henceforth drive to do as I direft ye. Exeunt Soul£ni> Ma. My anfwer, Sir. Pen. Tell the great General, my Companies are no fagots to fill breaches; my felf no man that muft, or (hall, can carry: bid him be wife; and wtiere he is, he '6 fafe then; and when he findes out poffibilities, he may command me. Commend me to the (£aptains, Ma. All this I (hall deliver. Macer, Exit Ft f i' Cur. Pray gods this breed no mifchief. Reg. It muft needs, if (lout Swetoniut win j for then his anger, befides the Souldiers loffe of due, and honour, wil 1 break together on him. Dru. He's a brave fellow; and but a little hide his haughtinefle, (which is but fometimes neither, on fome caufes) he (hews the worthieft Romane this day living. _ You may, good Curius, to the General make all things feem the beft. Cw. I (hall endeavour s pray for our fortunes, Gentlemen. If we fall, this one farewel ferves for a Funeral. The gods make (harp our (words, and fteel our hetfhj we dare, alas, but cannot fight our parts. Exeunt See" Scoena Stcundd. Enter Junius, PetblHus and a Herald. TltU. Let him go on: ftay, now he talks. i love mine enemie ? what is beauty ? ?'Iff ftranee violence, that like the plague, rk upon our fpitits ? blind they faign him, I'mte I find it fo. tull A dog (hall lead ye. 5 His f°nd »&aions U Hold ye there ftitl. L It takes away my deep, fitk Alas, poor chicken. y my company, content; almoft my falhion, tti'ill Yes, and your weight too, if you follow it. 'tis fure the plague,for no man dare come neer me Thou art damn'd' without redemption then. Without an Antidote: 'tis far worfe; Hell. fitW y. The way to c rtw'd with fair Wtftern (miles, and April bluflics, Id by the brighteft conftellations; eyes, dfweet proportions, envying heaven: but from thence j way to guide, no path, no wifdome brings us. Pitil Yes, a fmarc water, funiutk h. Do I fool ? know all this, and fool dill ? Do I know further, iktt when we have enjoy'd our ends, we lofc 'em, dill our appetites are but as dreams wee laugh at in our ages. M Sweet Philofopher 1 juti. Do I know en Hill and yet know nothing ? Mer- why jib I thus ridiculous ? (cie gods, htil Motley on thee, Aoaart an arrant Affe. fw>. Can red and white, uieye,a nofe, a cheek, fail, But one cheek, Junius ? in half-f ac'd Miftris r fw. with a little trim, thatwinton fools call Fafhion, thus abufe mee ? ttkemebeyond my reafon ? Why (hould not I teat on my horfe welltrapt, my lword well hatch'd ? - yareas handfom things, to mee more ufefiill, ud poffible to rule too. Did 1 but love, yct'twere excufable, my youth would bear it; :"t to love there, and that no time can give me, sine honour dare not asks (hee has been ravifh'd -T nature, muft not know j fhe hates our Nation, l- us todifpofe my fpirit! Mfc Stay a little, ■ will declame again. /*»■1 will not love; I am a man,have reafon, 'c it: I'll no more tormentmg, ■■ whining for a wench, there are a thoufand, ft,i. Hold thee there boy. /«. A thoufand will intreat me. I t 7 • ? Omy fsfhion valiant; can pleafe nightly. h'Jr'111 (wear thy back's probatum. for I have known P lixteen like a ftrong Stallion. (thee Pat fixteen like a ftrong Stallion. '? \ k be man again. • Now mark the working, the di veil and the fpirit tug for't r twenty pound upon the divels head. fm. I muft be wretched. Pet Hi. I knew I had won. fun. Nor have I fo much power to fhun my fortune. Pctill. I will hunt thy fortune withall the fhapes imagination breeds, Afufick. but I will fright thy di veil: Sray, he fings now. Song, by Junius, and Petillius after him in mockaoc, fun. Muft I be thus abuf'd ? " Pctill. Yesmary rnuftye. Let's follow him clofe: oh, there he is, now read it. Herald reads. It it the Generals command, that all fick, per font old and unable, retire Veithin the Trenches; bee that fears his libertie, to leave the Field: Fools ^ boyes, and lovers mufl not come neer the Regiments, for fear of their infecti¬ ons ; ejpecia/ly thofe Cowards they call Lovers. fun. Hah ? Pctill. Read on. Herald. If any common Souldier love an Enemie, bee's Vthip'd and made a flave : If any Captain ; caji, with lojfe of honours, flung out o'tb' Army, and made unable ever after to bear the name of a Souldier. fun. The confume ye all, Rogues. Exit fun. Petill. Let this work : h'as fomething now to chew upon: he's gone, count, (hake no more. Ber. Well,Sir, you may command me, but not to doe the like again for Europe: I would have given my life for a bent two-pence. If I ere read to lovers whilft I live again, or come within their confines Petill. There's your payment, and keep this private. Her. I am fchool'd for talking. Exit Herald. Enter Demetrius. Petill. How now, 'Demetrius, are we drawn ? Dem. Ti6doing: Your Company ftandsfair ; but pray ye, Where's f unius ? half his command are wanting, with fome forty I that Decius leads. Petill. Hunting for victuals : upon my life free-booting Rogues, their ftomacks are like a widows luft, nere fatistied. Dem. I wonder how they dare ftir,knowing the enemy Mafter of all the Countrey. Petill. Refolute hungers know neither fears, nor faiths, they tread on ladders, ropes, gallowes, and overdoe all dangers, Dem. They may be hang'd though. Petill. There's their joyfull fupper, and no doubt they are at it. "Dem. But for heavens fake, how does young f unius ? Petill. Drawing on, poor Gentletftan. Dem. What, to his end ? Petill. To th'end of all flefh : woman. Dem. This Love has made him a ftout Souldierj Petill. O, a great one, fit to command young goflings: but what news ? Dem. I think the meflengei's come back from Penytts by this time, let'6 go know. PetOl. What will you fay now if h« deny to come, and take exceptions at fome half fyilable, or found deliverd with with an ill accent, or fome ftile left out ? x Dem. I cannot think he dare. Petill. He dare fpeak treafon, dare fay,what no man dares beleeve, dares doe —- but that's all one : I'll lay you my black armour to twenty crowns, he comes not. Dem. Done. Petill. You'll pay. Dem. I will. Petill1 Then keep thine old ufe Penyus, beftubborn and vain glorious, and I thank thee.. Come let's go pray for fix hours s molt of us I fear, will trouble heaven no more: two good blowes (truck home at two Command; r s of the Britains, and my part's done. cDcm. 1 do not think of dying. Petilli 'Tis poffible we may live. But Demetrius, with what (trange legs, and arms, and eyes, and nofes, let Carpenters and Copper-fmiths confider. If I can keep my heart whole, and my wind-pipe, that I may drink yet like a Souldier — . Dem. Come, let's have better thoughts ; mine's on your Armour. PetiU Mine's in your purfe,Sir \ Let's go try the wager. Exeunt. ^ EheTragedie of Eonduca. The Tr age die of Ton due a Ma. True: hisreafon to them was ods.and ods fo infinite, dilcretion durft not look upon. Srvetw Well Penyus, I cannot think thee coward yet} and treacherous I dare not think: thou haft lopt a limb off from me, and let it be thy glory, thou waft ftubborn, thy wifdome, that thou leftft thy Generall naked : Yet ere the Sun fet, I fhall make thee fee, all valour dwels not in thee ; all command in one experience. Thou wilt too late repent this, and wifh, I mult come up, had been thy bleffing. Petill. Let's force him. Srvet. No, by no means; he's a torrent we cannot eafily ftemme. Petill. I think, a Traitor. Srvet. No il words : let his own fhame fir ft revile hitr That wine I have, fee it (Demetrius) diftributed amongft the fouldiers, to make 'em high and luftie: when that's done, Petillius, give the word through, that the Eaglefc may pretently advanfie : no man difcover, upon his life, the enemies full ftrength, but make it of no value : Decius, are your ftarv'd people yet come home? D ec. I hope fo. Smet. Keep 'em in more obedience: This is no time to chide, I could be angry tlfe, and f3y more to ye: Butcome, let's order all: whofe fword is lharpeft, and valour equall to his fword this day, fhall be my (atnt. We {frail be holy all then Exeunt. his % Jud. Captain, Captain, I have brought pem offagsu; the drunkeneft flaves. Dec. confound your Roguefhips; III call the Generall, and have ye hang'd all. JtidL, Pray who will you Command then ? Dec. For yois, firha, that are the ring-leader to thefe devifes, whofe maw is never cramm'd, III have an engine. JhJ. A wench,fweet Captain. Dec. Sweet Judas9 even the Forks. . where ye fhall have two Li<$ors with two whips hammer your hide. Jud. Captain, good words, fair words, fweet words, good Captain ; if you like not us5 farewell, we have imptayment. / D ec. Where haft thou been ? Jud, There where you dare not be with all your valour. Dec. Where's that ? Jud, With the btft goo--fellow living. I Soul. The king of all good-fellows. Dec. Who's that ? Jud. Caratach. f Shake now, and fay, wee havedone fomething worthier 1 mark me; with Caratach: By this Caratach : . Do you alinuch now and you dare: fweet Caratach. Ye talk of a good fellow, of true drinking; wel,go thy waits,old Caratach: btfides the drink Captain, the braveft running banquet of black puddings, peeces of glorious beef. 1 Dec. How fcapt ye hanging ? fad. Hanging 'i a dogs death: we are Gentlemen, and I fay ft ill, Old Caratach, Dec. Belike then, you are turn'd Rebels all. Jud. We are Roman boyes all, and boyes of mettle: I muft doe thatCapt this day, this very day. Dec. Away.yeRafcal. Jud. Fair words,I fay again. Dec. What muft you doe, Sir ? Jud. I muft do that my htart-ftrings yet but my word's paft. Dec. What is it ? Jud, Why, kill Caratach. that's all he ask'd us for our entertainment. Dec. More then you'll pay. Iud, Would I had fold my felf unto the skin, I had not promif'd it s for fuch another Caratach. Dec. Come Fool, have ye doneyour Country fervice ? Jud. I have brought that to Captain Junius. "Dec. How ? Iud. I think will doe all: I cannot tell, I think fo. Dec. How ? to Junius ? I'll more enquire of this: You'll fight rifrw? Iud. Promife: take heed of promife, Captain. Dec. Away, and rank then. Iud. B ut heark ye Captain, there is wine diftributicg, I would fain know what fhare I have. Dec, Be gone, ye have too much, Iud. Captain, no wine, no fighting, there's one call'd Caratach, that has wine. Dec. Well Sir, if you'll be rul'd now,and doe well. Iud. Doe excellent, Dec. Ye {hall have wine, or any thing: goe file; I'll fee ye have your {hare: drag out your dormife, and flow 'em fotnwhere, where they may fleep handWj they'l hear a hunt's up fhortly. Iud. Now I love thee: but no more Forks nor Whips. Dec. Dcferve 'em not then: up with your men, I'll meet ye prefently: and get'em fober quickly. Iud. Arm,arm, Bullyes j all s right again and ftraight; and which is more, more wine, more wine: Awake ye men of Memphis, be lober and difcreet,we havemucn to do boyef. Ext* fc AB us Tertius S carta Prima. Enter a Me(f-nger. Mef. Prepare there for the Sacrifice, the Queen**®8, Mar- Enter in Solemnity, the Druids Jingin^, thefecoei 'Daughter fir erringflowers: then Bo nine A, Caratach, Nennius, and others. Bond. Ye powerfull gods of Britain, hear our pr3h hear us you great Revengers, and this day ^ f i h c, in it lege P' itr fi bin H ilpr th >§ "rrta!ineuTfwords, doubt from our valours, tftL fid remembrance of our wrongs ^ Lft • the vengeance due to thofe f^firite and endlefie: on our pikes , „ip terror- fit, horrors and ruines ' «rule terror- nr, "oi i u. » auu u, ^ I executions; claps of thunder tt°n0n our armed carts, and fore our Troops ^ rA Heath; fhame beyond thefe attend 'em Mf!a' the duft, ye relicks of the dead, RfiTobkdeeds our holy Druids ling, ve ¥aliant bones, let not bafe earth Jvour honours, whiLft the pride of Rome on your Stocks, and wipes out all your ftories. v, Thou great Tiranes,whom our facred Priefts, iH with dreadfull thunder, place on high Jtovc the reft of the ion mortail god s, ihyconl'uming fires and deadly bolts, -knot'em home j flick m each Roman heart L fit for confufion ; blaft their fpirics, 11 in'em to deftruftion; thorow their Phalanx % as thou ftrik'ft a proud tree; fhake thdr Bodies, nke'their ftreagths totter, and their topkffe fortunes unroot, and reeltoruine. 0 thou god, . iboufeared god, it ever to thy juftice rating wrongs,and ravifhrnents of women, women deriv'd from thee,their flumes, the futfrings of thofe that daily fiU'd thy Sacrifice with virgin incenfe, have accede, now hear me, now fnatch thy thunder up, now on thefe Romans, icfpifers of thy power, of us defacers, rangethy felf: take to thy killing anger, to make thy great work full, thy juftice fpoken, aiutter rooting from this blefled Ifle whit Rome is or has been. fa, Give more incenle, 4 V / a 4 | i: gods are deafe and drowfie; no happy flame tifes to raife cur thoughts s Pour on. 1.. Daugb. See heaven, -all you pow'rs that guide us, fee, and fhamc # a r RKncelfolong for pitie over your Altars; rce'tis no light oblation that you look for, »incenfeeffrwg, will I hang mine eyes; iasl wear thefe (tone* with hourly weeping, will I milt your powVs into companion, is tear for frofutagm my brave Father, tgods, now think on Rome; this for my Mether, • i all her miferies ; yet fee, and fave us; •nowyemuft be open ty'd. See, heaven, ^ethy (howrs ftoln from thee ; our dithonours, Df(. A fmoak^ from the Altar. I our diflionours s can ye be gods, ^fcfinsfmothet'd ? 1 , - The fire takes. ^ It does fo, no flame rifes. Ceafe your fetrfull prayers, ^whinings, and your tame petitions; u°s love courage arm'd with confidence, Prayers fit to pull them down: weak tears roubied hearts, the dull t wins of cold fpirits, ;vin/!l Hear how I falute 'em; ■u thou who hoid'ft the reins 1 . ur as and difordred War, l°u, v roli'tt thy fwarty chariot wheels LPfe, caPs°t wounds, and carcafles, IOU§h fcas ofbloud; thou fure-fteel'd fternneffe, g ve us this day good hearts, good enemies, good bio wts o' Doth fiJes, wounds that fear or flight can claim no (liare in ; ftecl w both with angers, and warlike executions fit thy viewing ; let Rome put on her bt4i ftrength, and thy Britain, thy little Britain, but as great in fortune, meet her as ftrong as finee, as proud, as daring; and then look on, thou red ey'd god s who docs beftj reward with honour ; who defpair makes flie, unarme for ever, and brand with inf amie: Grant this, divine AudatG, 't is but juftice; and my firft blow thus on thy holy Altar Aflame arift I facrifiie unto thee. Bon. It flames out. Car. No w fingye Druides. Bon. Fis ofit again." Mtifick: Song. Car. H'as given us leave to fight yet; we ask no more, the reft hangs in our resolutions: tempt him no more. Bon• I would know further Cofen. * * Car. His hidden meaning d wtls in our endeavours j our valours are our bed gods. Cheer the fouldier, | and let jiim ear. M4 He's at it, Sir. Car. Away then ; when he has done,let's march. Come, fear not Lady, this day the Roman gains no more ground here, but what his body lies in. Bond. Now I am confident. Exeunt. Recorders. Scsena Secnnda. Enter Junius, Curias, Deems. Dec. We dare not hazzardit: befide our lives* it forfeits all our underftandings. fun. Gentlemen, Can ye forfake me in fo juft a fervice, a fervice for the Common-wealth, for fibnour ? \ , * j Read but the Letter; you may love too. Bec. Read it: if there be any fafety in the eircumftanCe, ®r likelihood 'tis love, we will not faile ye» Read it good Cmiw. ' Cur. Williuglyi Jm. Now mark it. Cur.reads. Health to thy heart, my honourd Junius, and all thy love requited : I am thine, thine everlaftingly, thy love has won me, and let it breed no doubt; our new acquaintance compels this, 'tis the gods decree to bleife us. The times are dangerous to meet; yet tail not, by all the love thou bear'ft me f conjure thee, without diftruft of danger, to come to me, for I have purpof'd a delivery both of my leifand fortune this bleft day into thy hands, if thou thinkft good : to (hew thee how infinite my love is, even my Mother fhall be thy priloner, the day yours without hazzard j for I beheld your danger like a Lover, a jull affofter of thy faith: Thy goodntfle, I knoWtWill ufe us nobly, and our marriage, if riot redeem, yet leffen Rumes Ambition. I am weary of thefe miferies : Ufe my Mother, Hhhh (i* The Trapeaie o Saena quart a. Enter Junius, Curius, and Decitu. Jun% Now is the time, the fellow ftayes. 'Dec. What think yee ? Cur. I think 'tis true. Jun. Alas, if 'twere a queftion, if any doubt or hazzard fell into't, do ye think mine own difcretion Co felf-blinde, my care of you fo naked, to run headlong ? Dec. Let's take Tetillius with us. Jun. By no means: hee's never wife but to himfelf, nor courteous, but where the end's his own: we are ftrong em if not too many. Behind yonder hill ID, £«»«, s broi (mi. M 'ft a; i r. % fee ii d The Tragedie of Bonduca. 19 ^fKand her S.fter. *Nl T would venture. C"r* Wee (hall not fttike five blows fort s weigh the tels me foe attends, weak guarded, | resTs#* fd> (good, Exeunt• foul fOT aU- Alarms, Drums and Trumpets in fever all places afar off\ as at a main Bat tell, i quint a. Enter Drufus and Penyus above. . H,.re ve may fee 'em all,Sir j from this hill Country (hews offkvell. Gods defend me, Jit multitudes they are. what infinites ? Vn(fflJtl power foews like a little Star rL witb a double halloa. Now the knell rings, w§aw Loud S horns. kbow they fiiout to th' battell j how the air totters and reels, and rends apieces, Drufus, jith the huge vollied clamours. .. 5)nr. Now they charge. ;hgods, of all fides, fearfully. Fx Little Rome, Mbut this growing Hydra one fliort hour, and thou haft out-done Hercules. dm. The duft hides 'em, re annot fee what follows. Ft*. They are gone, «,{willow'd,Dr»/<«; this eternall Sunt never fee 'em march more. dm. Oturn this way, tod fee a modell of the field, fome forty, tahllfour hundred. Pa. Well fought, bravely follow'd ; Onoblycharg'j again, churg'd home too : Drufus, theyfeem to carry it: now they charge all, Loud. clofe,dofc,I fay; they follow it: ye gods, On there be more in men ? more daring fpirits ? itilthey make good their fortunes. Now they are gone too, for ever gone: fee D rufus, at their backs ifearfull Ambufo rifes. Farewell valours, acellsntvalours: O Rome, Where's thy wifdome ? dm, They are gone indeed, Sir. tu, Look out toward the Army, bra heavie with thefe flaughters. 'dm, Tis the fame (till, jtovct'd with duft and fury. Enter the two Daughterly frith Junius, Curine, D ecius, and Sculdiers. 2 Bring 'em in, : and then unarm 'em. J'Vaugk. Valiant Romans, •^Welcome to your Loves, ipMglj. Your death, fools. die, We deferve 'em, ' women do your worft. ''<»£. Ye need not beg if. fn- Which is kinde Junius ? s«v< This. ' lt;>„Are y°u my fweet heart ? on't i how long is't, pretty foul, S fince you and I firft lov'J ? Had we not reafon todoat extreamly upon one another.? How does my Love? this is not he: my chicken could prate finely, fing a love-long. fun, Monfttr. 2.Daugh, Oh, now it courts. Jun. Arm'd with tnoie malice - . • , then he that got thee has the di veil. 2. Daugh. Good. Proceed, t weet Chick. Jun. I hate thee, tha.'s my laft. 2. T>mg. Nay, andyelove me, forward : No ? Come let's prick our anfwers on our arrows points, (lifter, and make 'em laugh a little. Ye damn'd Leachers, ye proud improvident fools, have we now caught ye ? are ye a'th'noole ? Since ye are luch loving creatures, wee'll be your Cupids: Do ye fee thsfe arrows ? wet'il fend'em tq your wanton livers, goats. 1. Dau.Q how I'll trample on your hearts,ye villains, ambitious falt-itcht flives: Romes miftcr tins, the mountain Rams topt your hot mothers. 2. Daugh. Dogs, to whofe brave Founders a fait whore gave fuck; theeves, honours hangmen , do ye grin ? perdition take me for ever, if in my fell arger, Enter Caratach. I doe not out-doe all example. Gar. Where, where are thefe Ladies ? ye keep noble quarter, your mpther thinks ye dead or taken; upon which, Ihe will not move her Battell. Sure thefe faces I have beheld and known, they are Roman Leaders, How came they here ? 2. Daugh. A trick Sir, that we uPd, a certain policie conduced 'em unto our fnare: we have done ye no fmall fervicc j thefe ul'd as we intend, we are for th* battell. Gar. As you intend? taken by treachery ? 1. Daugh. Is't not allow'd ? Car. Thofe that (hould gild our Conqucft, make up a Battel! worthie of our winning, catch'd up by craft ? 2.Daugh. By any means that's lawfull. Car. A womans wifdome in our triumphs ? Out, out ye Puts, ye follies; from cur fwords filch our revenges baiciy ? Arm again, Gentlemen : Souldiers, I charge ye help 'em. 2.Daugh. By Uncle, we will have vengeance for our rapes. Car. By you foould have kept your legs clofe then: difpatch there. 1. Daugh. I will not off"thus. Car. He that ftirs to execute, or (he, though it be your felves, by him that got me, fhall quiakly feel mine anger: one great day given us, not to be fnatch'd out of our hands but bafely j and mult wc foame the gods from whence we have it, with Letting fnares for Souldiers? I'll run away firft, be hooted at, and children call m-e coward, before I fet up fcales for Victories; Give 'em their fwordy. 2. Daug. O gods. Car. Bear offthe women unto their Mother. 2. Dau. One (hot,gentle Unclei Car. One cut her fiddle-ftring: Bear 5eoi off I fay,' i.Dau. The •—■—- take this fortune. H h h h 2 Car. Learn 2 •4 ft 4 i I i j I 1 i i B i 4 0 4 4 , f k 4 1 i i m N 4 5 I 4 I 4 r i i 1 v 4 4 4 9. 4 * 4 m _ * 4 4 4 0 i | I I 5 S i A 4 s i I I ft j % l # t A VS, .1 A A i tr t\ i I Life The Traveaie o The Tra Scoena im Peti/lim, Junius, Decius, Demetrius Cwging. Petill. Smooth was his cheeky, Dec. And his chin it was (leek, Jun. With Whoop, he has done wooing. Dem. Junius Was fhu Captains name, A lad for a laffes viewing, Pet.Pal blackjoif eyc,& plump his thigh. DfC. Made up for loves wrfsing: Dcra. Smooth Was his cheeky Petill. And his chin it Was fleek. Jun. With whoop, he has done Wooing. fail 0 my vex'd thief, art thou come home again ? lit thy brains perfeft ? fat. Sound as bels. Mil. Thy back-worm quiet, and caft his fting,boy ? fm. Dtad, Petillius, dead toall folly,and now my anger only.' fit. Why,that's wel faid: hang Cupid and his quiver, tdrunken brawling Boy; thy honour'd faint be thy ten (hillings, Junius ; there's the money, tndthere's the ware; fquare dealing: this but fweats thee likeanefh nag, and makes thee look pin buttock'd ; theothcrruns thee whining up and down ikea pig in aftorm, fils thy brains full of ballads, mdlhcws thee like a long Lent, thy brave body turn'd to a tail of green-fith without butter. D«. When thou lov'ft next,love a good cup. of wine, iMiftris for a King, fhe leaps to kifle thee, herrcdand white's her own; fhe makes good blood, "kts none away ; what fhee heats fleep can help, • w ithout a groping Surgeon, /**• lamcounlell'd, !td henceforth, when I doat again, —- htm, Take heed, ,:hadalaio(l paid fork. ?«\-frsr\\l t > th- brave Gentleman forfook the battel Tift wife P"7"'>tbe difPuting coward. K good fword, break from my fide, and kill me ; St the coward from my heart. ye are none. r,» He lyes that fays fo: by he lyes, lyes bafely, f'r'then I have done. Come, fouldiers, feek me, Serobb'dye of your vertues: Juftice, feek me, to broke my fair obedience, lott: fhame take me, Lc, and 1 wallow me, make ballads of me; Le,endleffe fhame: and pray do you forfake me. . ^ What fhall we do? fit, Good Gentlemen forfake me: vou were not wont to be commanded.Friend$,pray do it, pi# not fear j for as I am.a coward I will not hurt my felf : when that minde takes me, 111 ail to you, and ask your help. I dare nor. Enter Petillins• Pail,Good morrow,Gentlemenjwhere's the Tribune? fir. There. Dm. Whence come ye, good Pettlltus ? fail. From the General. Dm. With what, for heavens fake ? Pal With good counfel, Drufut, |iiid lovf, to comfort him • Dm. Good Regulur iep to the fouldier, and allay his anger ; Ifcthe is wilde as winter. Exeunt Drufius and Rcgulus. Pail 0, are ye there ? have at ye. Sure he '6 dead, it cannot be he dare out-live this fortune: hemnftdie,'t is moft rieceffary; men expedt it j and thought of life in him, goes beyond coward. Fnr&ke the field fo bafely ? fieupon't: fcpoorly to betray his worth ? fo coldly cut all credit from the fouldier? fiire t this man mean to live, as I fhould think it tyond belief, he mud retire where never w of Rome, the voice of Arms, or Honour "shown or heard of yet: he *s certain dead, trongly means it; he's no Souldier elfe, Romanein him; all he has done, but outfide, fight either drunk or defperate. Now he rifes. how does Lord Penyus ? As ye fee. p't'l I am glad on *t; '"jue fo (fill. The Lord General, !a General, great Swetonius—• ''•Nomore of me is fpoken; my name's perifh'd, L • "e that commanded fortune and the day [ own valour and difcretion, %» Penyus refufed to come, Pin yVe not® ^eDt me to fee ye. -.-Ji s a/e welcom ; and pray fee me: fee me well, 711 not fee me long, ^•Ihopefo, Penyus j • Ns defend, Sir. Pen, See me, and underdand me : This is he lef. to fill up your triumph; he that bafely whittled his honour off to th' winde; that coldly fhrunk in his politick head, when Rome like reapers fweat blood, and fpirit, for a glorious harveft, and bound it up, and brought it off: that fool, that having gold and copper offer''d him, refus'd the wealth, and took the wade: that fouldier j that being courted by loud fame and fortune, labour in one hand, that propounds us gods, j a"d in the other, glory that creats us, yet durft doubt, and be damned. Petill. It was an errour. Pen. A foul one, and a black one. Vet ill. Yet the blacked may be walht white again. Pen- Never. Veti/l. Your leave, Sir, and I befeech ye note me j for I love ye, and bring along all comfort: Are we gods., alli'd to no infirmities ? are our natures more then mens natures ? when we flip a little out of the way of vertue, are we loft ? is there no medicine called Sweet metcie ? Pen. None, Vetillius ; there is no mercie in mankinde can reach me, nor is it fit it fhould ; I have finn'd beyond it. Petill. Forgiveneffe meets with all faults. Pen. 'T is all faults, all fins I can commit, to be forgiven s 't is loffe of whole man in me, my difcretion to be fo Aupid, to arrive at pardon. Petill. O but the General Pen. He *s a brave Gentleman, a valiant, and a loving; and I dare fay he would, as far as honour durd direft him, make even with my fault: but't is not honed, nor in his power : examples that may nourifh neglecff and difobedience in whole bodies, and totter the edates and faiths of armies, mud not be plaid withal; nor out of pitie make a General forget his du;y : nor dare I hope more from him then is worthy.' PttiS. What would ye do ? Pen. Die. Petill. So would fullen children, women that want their wils, flaves, difobedient, that fear the law, die. Fie, great Captain ; you a man to rule men, to have thoufand lives under your regiment, and let your paffion betray your reafon ? I bring you ail forgiveneffe, the nobled kinde commends, your place, your honour. Pen. Prethee no more;'t is foolifh : didd not thou? 1 by thou didd, I over-heard thee, there, there where thou dandd now, deliver me for rafcal, poor, dead, cold coward, miferable, wretched, if I out-liv'd this ruine ? , Petill. I ? Pen. And thou didd it nobly, like a true man, a fouldier: and I thank thee, I thank thee, good Petillius; thus I thank thee. Petill. Since ye are fo jultly made up, let me tell ye 'tis fit ye die indeed P en. O how thou loved me ! (pers Veti/l. For fay he had forgiven yejfay the peoples whif- were tame again, the time run out for wonder. K 7 > O iV rr. CI h t Tr age die of Bonduca. what muft your own Command think, from whofe Swords ye have taken off the edges, from whofe valours the due and recom pence ol Arms; nay, madeit dbubtrul whether they knew obedience ? muft not thefe kili ye ? Say they are won to pardon ye, by inter miracle brought to forgive ye; what old valiant Souldier, what man that loves to fight, and fight for Rome, will ever follow you mort ? dare ye know thefe ventured ff fo, I bring ye comfort ; dare ye take it ? Pen. No, no, Petillius, no. PetUl. If yourmind, fcrveye, ye may live ftill; but how ? yet pardon me, you may outwear all too; but when ? and certain there is a mercy for each fault, if tamely a man will take't upon conditions. Pen. No, by no means: I am onely thinking now, Sir, (for I am refolved to go) of a moft bafe death, fitting the bafcnefle of my fault. I'll hang. Pet ill. Ye (ball not; y'are a Gentleman I honour, I would el£e flatter ye, and force ye live, which is far bafcr. Hanging ?'t is a dogs death, an end for flaves. Pen. The fitter for my bafeneffe. Pet ill. B,fides, the man that's hang'd, preaches his end, and fits a figne for all the world to ga e at. Pen. That's true: I'll take a fitter poifon. Petill. No, 't is equal ill; the death of rats, and women, lovers, and lazie boys, that fear co; reft ion. Die like a man. Pen. Why my fword then. Petill. I, if you Iword ce (harp, Sir, there '$ nothing under heaven that's like your fword j your fword's a deatii indeed. Pen. It fhall be (harp, Sir. Petill. Why Afithridates was an arrant afie to die by poiion, if ail Bo/phorus could lend him fvvords : your fword muft do the deed : 't is fhamc to die cho.-k'd, fame to die and bleed. Pen. Thou haft confirmed me: and,my good Petillius, tell me no more I may live. Petill. *T was my Com million; but now I fee ye i i a nobler way, a way to make all even. Pen. Fare-Well,Captain : be a good man, and fig t well: be obedient: command thy {elf, and then thy men. Why fhakeft thou ? Petill. I do not, Sir. Pen. I would thou hadft, Petillius ; I would finde fomething to forfake the world with worthy the man that dies: a kinde of earth-quake thorow all ftern valours but mine own. Petill. I fed now a kinde of trembling in me. Ten. Keep it ftill, as thou lov'll vertue, keep it. Petill. And brave Captain, the great and honoured Penyus. Pen. That again: O ho w it heightens me I again, PetiUm., Petill. MoftexcellentGomtnaRder. Pin. Thofe were mine, mine, onely mine. Petill. They are ftill. Pen. Then to keep'em for ever falling more, have at ye, heavens, ye everlafting powers, I am yours: The work 's done that neither fire, nor age, nor meltingenvie ' (hall ever conquer. Carry my laft words to the great General: kifi'e his hands, and fay, My foul I give to heaven, my fault to juftice which I have done upon my lelf: my vertue, if ever there was any in poor Penytts, made more, and happier, light on him. I faint. And where there is a foe, I wifh him fortune. I die; lie lightly on my afhes, gentle earth. Petill. And on my fin. Fare-well, great Penytu the fouldier is in fury. Now I am glad 't is done before he comes. This way, for me, the way of toil; for thee, the way of honour. Enter Brufus and Regains, With Joulaitrs, Sould. Kill him, kill him, kill him. Bra. Wnat will ye do i Rg. Good fouldiers, honeft fouldiers. Sould. Kill him, kill him, kill him. Bru. K.ll us firft; we command too. Rg. Valiant Souldiers, confider uut whofe life ye feek. O Brufus, bid him be gone, he dies elfe. Shall Rome fay (ye moft approved fouldiers) her dear children devoured the fathers of the fights ? fhall rage and ftubborn fury guide thofe fwc.rds to flaughter, to (laughter of their own, to Civil ruine? Bru. O let 'em in: all's done# all's ended, Ri^k, Pen jus has found his laft eclipfe. Come, Souldiers, c»me, and 01 hold your miferies : come bravely, full of your mutinous and bloody angers, and here bellow your darts. O onely Romane, O father of thcWais. Reg. Why (land ye ftupid ? where be your killing furies i whofe fword now fhall firft be fheath'd in Penyus f do ye weep ? Howl out, ye wretches,ye have cauie: howl ever. Who fhall now lead ye fortunate ? whafe valour preferve ye to the glory of your Gountrcy ? who (hall inarch out before ye, coy'd and courted by all the mHtrifles of War, care, countel, quick-ey'd experience, and viftory twm'd to him? who fhall beget ye deeds beyond inheritance to fpeak your names, and keep your honours living, when children fail, and time that takes all witn him, build houfes for ye to oblivion ? Bru, Oye poor defperate fools:no more now,foufc go home, and hang your arms up; let ruft rot'em; and humble your ftern valours to foft prayers ; for ye have funk the frame of all your vermes; the fun that warm'd your bloods is let for ever: I'll kifle thy honour'd cheek. Fare well, great Pwjft thou thunder-bolt, fare- well. Take up the body; to morrow morning to the Camp convey it. there to receive due Ceremonies. That eye that blindes himfclf with weeping, gets moll glory. Exeunt Vtitha dead01'' Sc&na Quart a. Enter $wetoniusy Junius, Decius, Demetrius^ Souldiers : Bon due a 3 two daughters9 and above. Drum and Colours. fa II, ri T be Trage die of B on due a- 6 'RrTnTuVtheCiupults and lhake the wall . & \ i O !5o»rS : •• a hear me, and mark me well, and look upon me dirertiy in my face, my womans face, whofe onely beautie is the hatefit bears ye; fee with thy narrowed eyes, thy lharpeft wilhes, into my foul, and fee what there inhaoits j lee if one fear, one lhadow of a ten our, one paleneffc dare appear but from my anger, to lay hold on your mercies. No, ye fools, poor Fortunes fools, we were not born for triumphs, to follow your gay fports, and fill your ILves with hoots and acclamations. Petill. Brave behaviour. 1 Daugh. The children of as great as Rome,as noble, our names before her, and our deeds her envie; muft we gild ore your Conqu ft, make your State, that is not fairly ftrong, but fortunate ? No, no, ye Romanes, we have ways to fcape ye, to makeyee poor again, indeed our priloners, and ftick our triumphs lull. PetilL 's death, I (hall love her. ^ I 4 , a t I Dattgh. To torture ye with fuffring,like our ILves; to make ye curie our patience, wifh the world were loft again, to win us onely, and cfteem the end of all ambitions. Bond. Do ye wonder? we'll make our monuments in fpite of fortune, infpightof all your E gles wings s we'll work 1 a pitch above ye j and from our height we'll ftoop as fearleffe of your uloody fears; and fortunate, as if we prey'd on heartleflc doves. Exit Dai u. Swet. Strange ftiffnefle. Decitts, go charge the breach. Bond. Charge it home, Romane, we lhall deceive thee elle. Where's Nennim ? 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 Dattgh. And then be fur eta die, Nen. It lhall go hard elfe. Bond. Fare well with all my heart j we lhall meet yon- where few of thefe muft come. (der, Nen. Gods take thee, Lady. Exit Nemidt.* Bond. Bring up the fwords, and poifon. Enter one With ftvords, and a great Cttp. 2 Dattgh. O my fortune 1 Bond. How* how, ye whore ? 2 Dattgh. Good mother, nothing to offend yet Bond. Here, wench s behold us, Romanes. Svtet. Mercy yet. Bond. No talking: puff; there-goes all your pitie. Come, Ihort prayers, and let's difpatch the bufineffe: you begin, fhrink not; I'll fee ye do 'c. 2 Dattgh. O gentle mother, O Romanes, O my heart j I dare not* Swet. Woman, woman, unnatural woman. 2 Dattgh. O perfwade her, Romanes: alas, I am young, and would live. Noble motherj can ye kill that ye gave life ? are my yeers fitifor deftrurtion ? . Sweti Yeeld, and be a Qneen llil T # • 111! a trio- I i M • i l mjM 1/1 Enter Caratach upon a rocket and Henyo by him, fleeping. Car. Thus we afflicted Brita-ns climb for (afcti and to avoid our dangers, feek deftru&ionsj thus we awake to forrows. O thou woman, thou agent for adverfities, whatcurfes this day belong to thy improvidence ? to Britanie by thy means, what fad millions of widows weeping eyes? The ftrong mans vak thoa haft betraid to fury; the«i ildcS fortune to fear, and want of friends: whofe pieties might wipe his mournings off, and build his form a houfe of reft by his bleft anceftors; the virgins thou haft rob'd of all their wifhes, blafted their blowing hopes, turn'd their fongs, their mirthful Mamage-fongs to Funerals, the Land thou haft left a wilderneffe of wretches. The boy begins to ftir s thy fafety made, would my foul were in heaven. Heng, O noble Uncle, look out • I dream'd we were betraid. a [oft dead march 8*$* Car. No harm, boy 5 _ I r *t is but thy emptinefle that breeds thefe fancies; thou lhalt have meat anon„ Heng. A little, Uncle, and I fhall hold out bravely. What are thole ? look, Uncle, look, thofe multitudes that march tfcfl they come upon us ftealing by. Car. I fee 'em • and prethee be not fearful, Heng. Now ye hate me, would I were dead. Car. Thou know'ft I love thee dearly. Heng. Did I ere fhrink yet,Uncle ? were I a ®an |U,oulJ Regaint, andSouldiers, ftitb Penjus W fjerfe, Brums and Colours. ?' bve reach'd us, and as it feems they beaf Juldiers body, by their folemn geftures, folemnities i it well appears too nf eminence. Molt worthy Souldiers, Entreat your knowledge to inform me «fct noble body that is which you bear ■ i fiick a fadand ceremonious grief, rue meant to woo the world and nature in love with death ? Molt honourable "III,nt Romanes, by your ancient valours, ilovelatne.refolveme. s,m> 'Tis thc body r' the great Captain Penjus, by himfclf -jdi cold and fpiritlefle. 'or. 0 Hay, ye Romanes, -,tliereligion which you owe thofe gods -u lead ye on to Viftories, by thofe glories which made even pride a vertue in ye. dm. Stay: skit's thy will, Caratach ? Cu, Set down the body, the body of the noblefl of all Romanes, uye expeft an offering at your graves soaiyourifriends forrows, let it down a while* ikit with your griefs an enemy may mingle; i noble enemy that loves a Souldier; ind lend a tear to vertue: even your foes, I joar wild foes, as you call'd us, are yet ftor'd withfeir affeftions, our hearts frelh, our fpirits, tkough fometimes ftubborn, yet when vertue dies, foftand relenting as a virgins prayers, OfftitdowB. 1 - 1Dr». Set down the body, fouldiers. O.Thou hallowed relique.thou rich diamond tut with thine own dull; thou for whofe wide fame the world appears too narrow, mans all thoughts, :iJthey all tongues, too filent; thus I bow totkymod honour'd alhes; though an enemy, tttfriendtoallthy worths a deep peaceably j appintffecrown thy foul, and in thy earth IfomeLjiwrel fix his feat, there grow, andflourifla/ rd mike thy grave an everlaftmg triumph. % ; fire well all glorious Wars, now thou art gone, indboneft Anns adieu: all noble Battels iiintim'd in third of honour, not of blood, ®£ well for ever. I . Was this Romane, Unele, "Hainan? Thou never knew'ft thy father. '"i- Hedi'd before I was born. This worthy Romane f.c)i u^" an»ther piece of endlelle honour, r ve ^oul d welt in himatheir proportions „i3cts Wefe not much unlike, boy: excellent natures, "H°w u works into his eyes, mine own boy. tculd^ mu^tadcs thefe men, and their fortunes, ncver make me fear yet: one mans goodneffe—— "ow thou pleafeft me: weep ftill, my childe, me dead ; with fuch a flux L forrow : ftill thou pleafeft me. u.°fnuby fouldiers, pray receive thefe pledges, chments of our griefs, and grace us fo much to place *em on his Hearfe. Now if ye pieafe, bear off the noble burden ; raife his pile high as Olympus, making heaven to wonder . to fee a ftar upon earth outfhining theirs, And ever loved, ever living be tby honoured and mcft facred memory. Dm. Thou haft done honeftly, good Caratach, an J when thou dift, a thbufand vertuous Romanes lhall fing thy ioul to heaven. Now march on, fouldiers Exeunt, si dead march. Car. Now dry thine eyes* my boy. Heng. Are they all gone ? I could have Wept this hour yet. Car. Come, take cheer, and raife thy fpirit, childe: if but this day thou tanft bear out thy funtneffe, the night coming I'llfafhion ourefcape. 1 Heng. Pray fear not me; indeed I am very heartie* Car. Be fo fillip his mifchiefs leffen, that controls his ill. Exeunt. oicena jeeunaa. \ 0 * ■ * V' % 9 Enter PetiUius. (fee her, Petill. What do I ail, i'th'name of heaven? I did but and fee her dfe: (he (links by this time ftrongly, abominably ftinksfhe was a,woman, a thing I never car'd for s but to die fo, fo confidently, bravely, ftrongly ; O the devil, I have the bots, by ; (he fcorn'd us, ftrangely, all we could do, or durft do; threatned us with fuch e coble anger, and fo governed with fuch a fiery fpirit j the plain bots j a upon the bots, the love-bots: hang me, hang me even out o' th' way, direftly hang me.' 0 pennie pipers, and molt painful penners of bountiful new ballads, what a lubjeft, what a fweet fubjefl fcr your filvcr founds, is crept upon ye ? Enter Junius,. Jun. Here he is; have at him. Sings. She fet the [word unto her bresl, great pitie it ftas to fee, That three drops of her life-warm bltod, run trickling down her knee. Art thou there, bonny boy ? and ifaith how doft thou ? Petill. Well,gramercie,how doft thou ? h' as found me, fented me out :the fhame the devil ow'd me, h* as kept his day with. And what news, Junius ? Jun. It was an old tale ten thoufand times told, of a young Lady wasturn'd into mold, her life was lovely, her death it was bold. Petill. A cruel rogue; now h'as drawn purfue on me, he hunts me like a devil. No morefinging; thou haft got a cold: come, let's go drink feme Sack, boy. Jun. Ha, ha, hsrha, ha, ha. Petill. Why doft thou laugh ? what Mares ntft haft thou found ? Jun. Ha, ha, ha. 1 cannot laugh alone: Deciut, Demetriusl Curius : O my fides. Ha, ha, ha, ha, the ftrangeft jell. Petill. Pretheenc more. I i i i % Jun. 68 1be 7rage die of 'Bonauca, Jun. The admirable!! fooling. Petill. Thou art the pretticft fellow, - j Jun. Sirs. Petill. Why Junius, prethee away, fweet Junius'. Jun. Let me fing then. Petill. Whoa, here's a ftir now: fing a fong o' fix pence, by (if) prethee; — on *t; Junius. Jun. I mud either fing, or laugh. Petit. And what '6 your reafon ? Juu. What's that to you ? Petill. And I mud whittle. Juts. Dofo. O, I hear 'em coming. Petill. I have a little bufineffe. Just. Thou (halt not go, believe it: what a Gentleman of thy fweet converfation ? Petill. Captain Junius, fweet Captain, let me go with all celerity; things are not always one: and do not queftion, nor jeer, nor gybe s none of your doleful ditties, nor your fweet converfation: you will finds then I may be anger'd. Jun. By no means, Petillius ; anger a roan that never knew pa fit on f 'tis mod impofliblc: a noble Captain, a wife and generous Gentleman f Pet. Tompuppie, leave this way to abufc me: I have found ye, but for your mothers fake I will forgive ye. Your fabtil underftanding may difcover (as you think) fome trim toy to make you merry; feme draw to tickle ye; but do not trud to't; f are a young man, and may do well; be fober; carry your felf difcreetly. Enter Deeius, 'Demetrius, Curius. Just. -Yes forfooth. Dent. How does the brave PetiOius ? Jun. Mondrous merry: we two were talking what a kinde of thing I was when I was in lovejwhat a drange monfter for little boys and girls to wonder at; how like a fool I lookt. Dee, So they do all, like great dull Havering fools. fun. Petillius faw too. Pet. No mare of this; 'tis (curviespeace. Jun. How nattily, indeed how beadly all I did became me ? how I forgot to blow my nofe ? there he dands, an honed and a wife man; if himfclf (I dare avouch it boldly, for I know it) fhould finde him felf in love Petill. I am angry. Jun. Surely his wife felf would hang his beadly fclf, his underdanding felf fo mawl his afle-felf— Dec, He's bound to do it j for he knows the follies, the povetties, and bafenefie that belongs to't, h* as read upon the reform ations long. Petit. He has fo. Jun. 'T is true, and he mud do *t« nor is it fit indeed any fuch coward Petill. You 11 leave prating. Jun. Should dare come necr the Regiments, fpecially thole curious puppies (for believe there are fuch) that onely love behaviours: thofe are dog-whelps, dwindle away, becaufe a woman dies well j commit with paflions onely: fornicate with thefreefpirit meerly syou,Petitiue, for you have long obferv'd the world. Petill. Doft thou hear ? I'll beat thee damnably within thefe three hours: go pray j may be I'll kill thee.Farewd,Jack-daws, ? Dec. What a drange thing he's grown ? ' fun. I am glad he is fo: and dranger he fhall be, before I leave him. Cur. Is Jt polfible her meer death Jun. I oblcrv'd him, and found him taken, infinitely taken with her bravery : I have follow'd him, and fcen him kiffe his fword fince, court his fcabbard call dying, dainty deer j her brave minde, miftris; ' catting a thoufand ways, to give thofe forms, that he might lie with 'em, and get old Armors: he had got me o* th* hip once s it (hall go hard, friends but he (hall find his own coin, ' ( iuh, Enter Muter, Dec. How now Macer i is Judae yet come in ? Mac. Yes, and has loft moftof his men too. Here he is. Cur. What news ? fuel. I have lodg'd him; rouze him he that dares. D em. Where, Judas ? fuel. On a ftcep rock,i* th' woods,the boy too with kin, and there he fwcars he will keep his Chriftmas, Geotb but he will come away with full conditions, (met, bravely, and like a Britain : he paid part of us, yet I think we fought bravely : for mine own part, I was four feveral times at half fword with him, twice flood his partizan: but the plain truth is, he's a meer devil, and no man : i' th' end he fwing'das, and fwlng'd us foundly too s he fights by With-craft; yet for all ihat I fee him lodg'd, Jun. Take more men, and fcout him round. Macer, march you along. What vi&uals has he ? fuel. Not a piece of Bisket, not fo much as will ftop a tooth ; nor water,' ! more then they make themfelves: they lie juft like u brace of bear-whelps, clofe, and crafty fucking their fingers for their food. Dec. Cut off then all hope of that way : take fufficient forces. Jun. But ufe no foul play, on your lives s that mo that docs him mifchief by deceit, 111 kill him. Macer. He (hall have fair play, he defcrvesit. Jud. Heark ye, what (hould I do there then ? you are brave Caputw, mod valiant men j go up your (elves; ufe vertue, fee what will come on't: pray the Gentleman to come down, and be taken. Ye all know him, I think ye have felt him too i there ye (ball finde hiffl, bis fword by his fide, plums of a pound weight by ® will make your chops akc: you 11 finde it a more to win him living, then climbing of a Crowes'16"' Dec. Away, and compaffe him; we (hall comeup I am fure within thefe two hours. Watch him cl°' Macer, He (hall flee thorow the air, if he efcape • A fadnuf**" Jun. What's this loud lamentation i Mac. The dead body they ring a ftrange fad knell, a preparation to fome neer funerall of State : nay,weep not, mine owne fweet Unele, you will kill me fooner, Car. O my poor chicken. Hen. Fie,faint-hearted Uncles Come,tie me in your belt,and let me down. Car. I'll go my felf, Boy. Hengo No, as ye love mee, Uncle; I will not eat it, if I doe not fetch it; the danger onely I defire: pray tie ms. Car. I will, and all my care hang ore thee: com^in my valiant child. m Hengo Let me down apace, Uncle, and ye (hall fee how like a Daw I'll whip it from all their policies s for 'tis mod certain a Roman train: and ye mud hold me fure too, you'll fpoil all elfe. When I have brought it Uncle, wee'll be as merry Car. Go i'th* name of heaven Boy. Hengo Quick, quick, Uncle, I have it. Oh. Judas Jbeoti Httin, Car. What ailed thou f Hengo O my bed Uncle, I am flain. Car. I feeyee, and heaven direft my hand: dedruflio; Caratach kils Judas With a flone from the ^ go with thy coward foul. How dod thou Boy f Oh villain, pocky villain. Hengo O Uncle, U nele, oh how it pricks mee s am I prcferv'd for this ? extremely pricks me. Car. Coward, rafcali Coward, dogs eat thy flefh. Hen. Oh I bleed hard: I faint too, out upon't, how lick I am ? the lean Rogue, Uncle. Car. Look Boy, I have laid him lure enough. Hengo Have ye knockt his brains out ? Car. I warrant thee for dirring more: cheer up,cffi Hen.Hold my fides hard,dop.dop,oh wretched (brtim, mud we pat t thus ? Still I grow dicker, Uncle. Car. Heaven look upon this noble child. Hengo I once hop'd I fhould have liv'd to have met thefe bloody Romans at my fwords point, to have reveng'd my father, to have beaten 'em : oh hold me hard. But U nele— Car. Thou (halt live dill I hope Boy. Shall I draws! Hen. Ye draw away my foul then. I would live a little longer ; fpare me heavens, but onely to thank you for your tender love. Good Unci?, good noble Uncle weep not. Car. Oh my chicken, my deer Boy, what (hall I lofe? Hengo Why,a child, that mud have died how-ever: had this fcap'd mt, feaver or famine: I was born to die, Sir. Car. But thus unblown, my Boy ? Heng. I goe the draighter my journey to the gods: Sure I (hall know ye when ye come, Uncle. Car. Yes, Hoy. Hen. And I hope wee fhall enjoy together that great bleffednefle you told me of. Car. Mod certain, child. Hengo I grow cold, mine eyes are going. . the peoples ill thoughts of ye for Lord Penyus, I mean his death. How foon this time's come to ye, and haded by Svecteniu* ? Go, fayes he, Junius and Decius, and go thou Petillius; didin&ly, thou Petillius, and draw up, to take ftout Caratach t there's the deed purpof'd, a deed to take off all faults,of all natures.• And thou Petillius; Mark it, there's the honour, and that done, all made even. Petill. Stay. fun. No, I'll kill ye. He knew thee abfolute, and full in fouldier, daring beyond all dangers, found thee out according to the boldnefleof thy fpirit, a fubjeft, fuch a fubjefr. Petill. Heark ye Junius, I will live now. Jan. By no means. Wooed thy worth, held thee by the chin up, as thou fankd,and fhew'd thee how honour held her arms out: Come,make ready, fince ye will die an afle. Petil. Thou wilt not kill me. (gerous fun. By but I will Sir: I'll have no man dan- live todedroy me afterward. Befides, you have gotten honour enough, let young men rife now. Nay, I do perceive too by the Generall, (which is one main caufe ye (Ball die) how ere he carry it, fuch a drong doting on ye, that I fear, you (hall command in chief: how are we paid then ? Come, if you will pray,difpatch it. Petill. Is there no way ? Jan. Not any way to live. Petill. I will do any thing, redeem my felf at any price: good Junius, let me but die upon the Rock, but offer 1 my life Bp like a Souldier. Jun. You will feekthen to out-doe every man. Petill. Beleeve it Junius, you fhall goe droak by droak with me. Jun. You'll leave off too, as you are noble,and a fouldier, - forever thefe mad fancies. Petill. Dare yc trud me ? By all thai'i good and honed. Jun. There's your fword then, and now come on a new mansVertue guide thee. Exeunt Enter Caratach and Hengo on the Rock. Car. Courage my Boy,I have found meat: look Hengo. look where fome bit (Ted Britain, to preferve thee, has hung a li tie food and drink: cheer up Boy, do notforfakeme now. Hengo. O Uncle, Uncle, I feel I cannot day long: yet I'll fetch if j to keep your noble life: Uncle,I am heart whole, and would live. Car. Thoufhalt, long I hope. Hen. But my head, Uncle: me thinks the Rock goes round. Enter Macer & Jud Aiacer. Mark 'etn well, Judas. Jud. Peace,as you love your life. Hen. Do not you hear the noifeofbels? Car, of bels Boy ? 'tis thy fgncie, alas, thy bodie's full of wind. Hengo. me thinks Sir, -jq The Tr age die of ■> " I f / I '• r -• • • • - .• ■• h f I '/•f A |: 1X3 • f ";/■! t ■ ■: ■?< \i J " i 2 f , 1 ' v t s v • / /. .A to; *4 .> A! t't "»*• / > / V' ww iv-. % ' ■». : • •• f f •» 3 . r** •- . . r *i r » I * * /- ^4* a \ • v ># b *• * v - • • ' »■ " *- * * : * . i" . •V I •' 31" . * « . ' « .. . V PKP ' O* L v r » ' • • / ■. " ■: k* * - ■y f;«>u * I * • ; ?-• J ^ > " • •' ' ■Al[ . r r . ..." * :«PH, ■ " < ■ . 1. ; 4 % : w . . v* a k . ^ vrt; • > . ■ . - w » * r ti 1 i ;• 4 - . - 1 ♦ > •i A' -4 x: • r-x v -. >:» ' ♦ * - > . > *% * % X. X •• <» . ) * ' -- . -4 •• ' ^ •* • * • km U- • v. • ^ g r!i 1 it i, •HI ■Si imLL V The Sea Voyage. You forc't mc from my quiet, from my friends; Even from their Armes, that were as deere to me, As day light is, or comfort to the wretched; You forc't my friends from their peacefull reft, Some your relentles fword gave their laft groanes; Would I had there been numbred; And to fortunes never fatisfied affliftions, Ye turn'd my Brother; and thofe few friends I d left Like defperate creatures, to their own feares And the worlds ftubborn pitties: Oh merciles. Alb. Sweet Miftrefle. Amint. And whether they are wandred to avoydye, Or whether dead and no kind earth to cover 'em ; Was this a lovers part ? but heaven has found ye, Andinhislowdvoyce, hisvoyceof thunder, And in the mutiny of his deep wonders, He tels ye now, ye weepe too late: Alb. Let thefe tears tell howl honour ye; Ye know deer Lady,fince ye were mine, How truly I havelov'd ye, howfanttimonioufly Obferv'd your honour; not one lafcivious word, NotonetouchLady;no, not a hope that might not The unpolluted frrvant of your Chaftity; (render me For you I put to Sea, tofeek your Brother; Your Captain, yet your flave, that his redemption, If he be living, where the Sunne has circuit, May expiate your rigor,and my rafhnefle. Amint. The Storm grows greater; what fhall we do ? Alb. Let's in; And aske heavens mercy; my ftrong mind yetprefages, Through all thefe dangers, we fhall fee a day yet (Exit* Shall Crown your pious hopes, and my faire wifhcs. Enter Mafter , Sajlerry Gentlement Boatfwajnt and Surgetn. Maft. Itmuftall over boord. Boat fa. It cleers to Sea-ward maft. Fling o're the lading there, and let's lighten her ; All the meat, and the Cakes, we are all gone elfe; That we may finde her Leakes, and hold her up; Yet fave fome little Bisket for the Lady, Till we come to the Land. La-m. Muft my goods over too ? Why honeft Mafter ? here lies all my money; The money I ha wrackt by uHirie, To buy new Lands and Lordfhips in new Countryes, 'Caufe I was banifhtfrom mine own I ha been this tweenty yeers a railing it. Tilb. Out with it: (have it; The devils are got together by the eares, who fhall And here they quarrell in the clouds. La-m. I am undone Sir("perifh. Tib. And be undone, 'tis better then we La-m, O fave one Cheft of Plate. Tib. A way with it, luftily Saylori; It was feme pawne, that he has got unjuftly; Down with it low enough, and let Crabs breed in't; Maft. Over with the Truncks too. Enter Alb. Take mine and fpare not; Albert. Maft. We muft over with all. Iran. Will ye throw away my Lordlhip That. I fold, put it into clothes and necefTaries, To goe to Sea with? Tib. Overwithit; I love to fee a Lordlhip fincke; Sir you left no Wood upon't tobovy it up; You might ha fav'd it elfe. Fran. I am undone for ever; (happy? 'Alb. Why we are all undone; would you be only La-m. Sir you may loofe too. Tib. Thou lieft; I ha nothing but my skinne And my Clothes; my fword here, and my felf.' Two Crowns in my Pocket; two paire ofCards • And three falfc Dice :Lcan fwime like a Filh; ' Rafcall, nothing to hinder me. (all; muft help; £ XI*. Boatfa. In with her of all hands. Maft. Come gentlemen, come Captain, My life now for the Land, 'Tis high, and rocky, and full of perils; Alb. How ever let's attempt it. Maft. Then cheer luftily my hearts. Enter Sebaftian andNitstJa. Sebaft. Yes 'tis a Ship, I fee it now, a tal Ship; She has wrought luftily for her deliverance; ' Heavens mercy, what a wretched day has here been > Nicu. To ftill and quiet minds, that knew no mfc It may feeme wretched, but with us'tis ordinary; Heaven has no Storm in ftore, nor earth no terror That can feeme new to us. Sebaft. 'Tis tmcNicufa-, i f fortune Were determin'd To be wanton, and would wipe out the ftoriei Of mens miferies: yet we two living, We could croffe her purpofe; for 'tis impoflible She Ihould cure us, we are fo excellent in our aflii& It would be more then glory to her blindnes, And ftile her power beyond her pride,to quit us. Nicufa. Doe they live ftill ? Sebaft. Yes, and make to harbour: Nicu. Moftmiferable men; Igreive their Fortius. Sebaft. How happy had they been, had the Sea cover'd They leap from one calamity to another; (®; Had they been drown'd , they had ended all their What fhowts of joy they make ? (forrowi Nicu.hhs poor wretches, had they but once experience Of this Ifland, they'd turn their tunes to waylingt > Sebaft. Nay, to curfes. That ever they let foot on fuch calamities; Here's nothing but rocks and barrennes, Hunger, and cold to eat; here's no Vineyards To cheere the heart ofman, no Chrittall Rivers After his labour to refrefh his body, If he be feeble; nothing to reftore him, But heavenly hopes *, nature that made thofe remedin, Dares not come here, nor looke on our diftrefles, For fear fhe turn wilde like the place and barren. Nicu. O Uncle, yet a little memory of what WW) Twill be a little comfort in our calamities; When we were feated in our blefled homes, (»! ts How happy in our kindreds, in our families, In all our Fortunes? Sebaft.Curfeon thofe French Pirates, thatdilp That flung us from that happinefle we found there ; Conftrain'd us to Sea,to fave our lives,honours and ® Withall we had,our kinfmen and our jewels, l™"1 In hope to finde fome place free from fiich robbers, Where a mighty ftorme feverd our Barkes, That,where my wife,my daughter And my noble Ladyes that went with her^ Virgins and loving foules,to fcape thofe Pirates. Nicuf. They are living yet ;