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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<P>FIVE NEW PLAYES, (<HI>Viz.</HI>)
<LIST>
<ITEM>THE Madd Couple well matcht.</ITEM>
<ITEM>THE Novella.</ITEM>
<ITEM>THE Court Begger.</ITEM>
<ITEM>THE City Witt.</ITEM>
<ITEM>THE Damoi&s;elle.</ITEM>
</LIST></P>
<P>By <HI>Richard Brome.</HI></P>
<P><FIGURE>
</FIGURE></P>
<P><HI>LONDON&punc;</HI> Printed for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;eley, Richard Mar|riot,</HI> and <HI>Thomas Dring,</HI> and are to be &s;old at their Shops, 1653.</P>
</DIV1>
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<PB REF="2">
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>portrait</FIGDESC>
<LG>
<L>Reader, lo heere thou wilt two faces finde,</L>
<L>One of the body, t'other of the minde;</L>
<L>This by the Graver &s;o, that with much &s;trife</L>
<L>Wee thinke Brome dead, hee's drawne &s;o to the life</L>
<L>That by's owne pen's done &s;o ingeinou&s;ly</L>
<L>That who reads it, mu&s;t thinke hee nere &s;hall dy.</L>
<SIGNED>A. B.</SIGNED>
</LG>
<BYLINE>J. <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 span">&s;s Sculp&s;it.</BYLINE>
</FIGURE></P>
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<DIV1 TYPE="to the reader">
<PB REF="3">
<PB REF="3">
<HEAD>TO THE READERS.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>BELOVED,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>BEING to write to a multitude of you, (for I know you will be many) I forbear <HI>Epithets,</HI> becau&s;e the &s;ame will not fit all; and I hate to make difference among Freinds. I have often con&s;idered with my &s;elfe, whether I were best to Dedicate this Booke or no; and I have thought on the maine ends of Dedi|cations, which I finde generally to be <HI>Flattery</HI> or <HI>Want.</HI> To the one my nature was ever aver&s;e: And (were my Debts all payd to me and by me) I &s;hould not be much concerned in the other. As for the two ordinary pretences, namely, <HI>Gratitude,</HI> or <HI>Patron|age,</HI> like Religion and Liberty, they are made but the Vizors to &s;omewhat el&s;e. For is it not a high peice of <HI>Gratitude,</HI> when an <HI>Author</HI> has received fa|vours from his <HI>Mecaenas,</HI> to requite him with a Booke; and to take, or expect, two or three <HI>Peices</HI> from him for it, when another man &s;hall buy the &s;ame Book of the thriving <HI>Stationers,</HI> for halfe a Crowne? And for <HI>Patronage</HI> or <HI>Protection,</HI> I
<PB REF="4">
would faine know, if an <HI>Author</HI> writes like a <HI>Cock&s;combe,</HI> whether any <HI>Patron</HI> can protect him from being laught at. And he that writes well, makes every one his <HI>Patron</HI> without a Dedication.</P>
<P>But in Epi&s;tles of this nature, &s;omething is u&s;ually begg'd; and I would do &s;o too, but, I vow, am puz|led, <HI>what.</HI> Tis not <HI>acceptance,</HI> for then youle ex|pect I &s;hould <HI>give</HI> it; tis not <HI>Money,</HI> for then I &s;hou'd loo&s;e my <HI>labour;</HI> tis not <HI>prai&s;e,</HI> for the <HI>Au|thor</HI> bid me tell you, that, now he is dead, he is of <HI>Fal&s;taffs</HI> winde, and cares not for <HI>Honour;</HI> tis not <HI>pardon,</HI> for that &s;uppo&s;es a fault, which (I beleeve) you cannot finde. But, if you'le know what it is, it is, that you would expect nothing el&s;e of Preface, or Apologie, from</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Yours, as his owne,
A. BROME.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prelude">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>A Praeludium to Mr. <HI>RICHARD BROMES</HI> Playes.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THen we &s;hall &s;till have <HI>Playes!</HI> and though we may</L>
<L>Not them in their full Glories yet di&s;play;</L>
<L>Yet we may plea&s;e our &s;elves by reading them,</L>
<L>Till a more Noble Act this Act condemne.</L>
<L>Happy will that day be, which will advance</L>
<L>This <HI>Land</HI> from durt of preci&s;e Ignorance;</L>
<L>Di&s;tingui&s;h <HI>Morall Virtue,</HI> and <HI>Rich Wit,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>gracefull Action,</HI> from an unfit</L>
<L>Parenthe&s;is of <HI>Coughs,</HI> and <HI>Hums,</HI> and <HI>Haes,</HI></L>
<L>Thre&s;hing of Cu&s;hions, and <HI>Tau<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ogies.</HI></L>
<L>Then the dull <HI>Zelo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s</HI> &s;hall give way, and flye,</L>
<L>Or be converted by bright Po<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ie.</L>
<L><HI>Apollo</HI> may enlighten them, or el&s;e</L>
<L>In <HI>Scotti&s;h Grots</HI> they may conceale them&s;el<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">es.</L>
<L>Then &s;hall Learn'd <HI>John&s;on</HI> rea&s;&s;ume his Seat,</L>
<L>Revive the <HI>Phoenix</HI> by a &s;econd heat&punc;</L>
<L>Create the Globle anew, and people it,</L>
<L>By tho&s;e that flock to &s;ur&s;et on his <HI>Wit.</HI></L>
<L>Judicious <HI>Beaumont,</HI> and th' Ingenious Soule</L>
<L>Of <HI>Fletcher</HI> too may move without controule.</L>
<L><HI>Shake&s;peare</HI> (mo&s;t rich in <HI>Humours</HI>) entertaine</L>
<L>The crowded <HI>Theaters</HI> with his happy veine.</L>
<L><HI>Davenant</HI> and <HI>Ma&s;&s;inger,</HI> and <HI>Sh<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rley,</HI> then</L>
<L>Shall be cry'd up againe, for Famous men.</L>
<L>And the Dramatick&punc; Mu&s;e no longer prove</L>
<L>The peoples Malice, but the peoples Love.</L>
<L>Black, and white <HI>Fryers</HI> too, &s;hall flouri&s;h againe,</L>
<L>Though here have bin none &s;ince Queen <HI>Mary's</HI> reign.</L>
<L>Our <HI>Theaters</HI> of lower note in tho&s;e</L>
<L>More happy daies, &s;hall &s;corne the ru&s;tic<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Pro&s;e</L>
<L>Of a <HI>Jack pudding,</HI> and will plea&s;e the Rout,</L>
<L>With wit enough to beare their Credit out</L>
<L><PB REF="5">The Fortune will be lucky, &s;ee no more</L>
<L>Her Benches bare, as they have &s;tood before.</L>
<L>The Bull take Courage from Applau&s;es given,</L>
<L>To Eccho to the <HI>Taurus</HI> in the Heaven.</L>
<L>La&s;tly, St. <HI>James</HI> may no aver&s;ion &s;how,</L>
<L>That <HI>Socks,</HI> and <HI>Buskins</HI> tread his Stage below.</L>
<L>May this Time quickly come, tho&s;e daies of Bli<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">e</L>
<L>Drive Ignorance down to the dark Abi&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Then (with a ju&s;tly attributed prai&s;e)</L>
<L>Wee<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> change our faded <HI>Broom,</HI> to deathle&s;&s;e Baies.</L>
</LG>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>A&s;ton Cokaine.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="to the stationer">
<HEAD>To the <HI>Stationer,</HI> on the publi&s;hing <HI>M^r. Bromes</HI> Comedies.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>SInce Poems of this nature, hone&s;t Freind,</L>
<L>Do, of them&s;elves, nor prai&s;e nor di&s;comend</L>
<L>An Author or his Work; but He, and It,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t by the Readers Palate ri&s;e or &s;et;</L>
<L>What need we write Encomiums, or expo&s;e</L>
<L>Our judging Rhymes, to be laught at in Pro&s;e?</L>
<L>We're like Godfathers (as they're us'd of late)</L>
<L>Not to Engage for Children, but give Plate.</L>
<L>And truely &s;carce there is a Poet known,</L>
<L>That prai&s;es others wit, but clawes his own.</L>
<L>But tis the Cu&s;tome, and who won't &s;ubmit,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be e&s;teem'd a Schi&s;matick in wit:</L>
<L>And therefore in obedience to the power,</L>
<L>Ile tell the World, I've read the&s;e Poems o're,</L>
<L>And in them finde &s;o naturall a vaine</L>
<L><PB REF="5">Of clean, rich Fancie, in &s;o pure a &s;traine:</L>
<L>That I may &s;afely &s;ay, who does not love it,</L>
<L>Can't for his life write any thing above it.</L>
<L>This witty Pen, this mirthfull Comick &s;tyle,</L>
<L>Makes us at once both &s;erious, and &s;mile.</L>
<L>Wraps &s;erious truths in fab'lous my&s;teries,</L>
<L>And thereby makes us merry, and yet wi&s;e.</L>
<L>No Gods, or Godde&s;&s;es his rimes &s;upply'd,</L>
<L>One he ador'd, and all the re&s;t defy'd.</L>
<L>No &s;tradling Tetra&s;yllables are brought</L>
<L>To fill up room, and little &s;pell, or nought.</L>
<L>No Bumba&s;t Raptures, and no lines immen&s;e,</L>
<L>That's call'd (by th' curte&s;ie of <HI>England</HI>) &s;ence.</L>
<L>But all's &s;o plaine, that one may &s;ee, he made it</L>
<L>T' inform the under&s;tanding, not invade it.</L>
<L>And the de&s;ignes &s;o probable, that though</L>
<L>They be not true, tis like they may be &s;o.</L>
<L>Thus Travellour-like, I do inform our Nation,</L>
<L>Being return'd, what is my Ob&s;ervation.</L>
<L>But if, as <HI>Coriat</HI> did, I do relate</L>
<L>Buildings, and Gallow&s;es, not Acts of State;</L>
<L>Pardon my want of skill, and Ile be Debtor</L>
<L>To him, that on peru&s;all notes things better.</L>
</LG>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Alex. Brome.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="6">
<HEAD>&V;pon the Ingenious <HI>Comedies</HI> of M^r. <HI>Richard Brome.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>SEE the strange <HI>twirle</HI> of <HI>Times!</HI> when &s;uch poore things</L>
<L>Out-live the Dates of <HI>Parliaments,</HI> or <HI>Kings!</HI></L>
<L>This <HI>Revolution</HI> makes exploded Wit</L>
<L>Now &s;ee the <HI>fall</HI> of tho&s;e that ruin'd it.</L>
<L>And the Condemned <HI>Stage</HI> hath now obtain'd</L>
<L>To &s;ee her <HI>Executioners</HI> Arraign'd.</L>
<L>There's nothing permanent; tho&s;e high great men,</L>
<L>That ro&s;e from <HI>Du&s;t,</HI> to <HI>Du&s;t</HI> may fall agen.</L>
<L>And <HI>Fate</HI> &s;o orders things, that the &s;ame houre</L>
<L>Sees the &s;ame man both in <HI>Contempt,</HI> and <HI>Power.</HI></L>
<L>For th' <HI>Multitude,</HI> in whom the power doth lye,</L>
<L>Do in one breath cry <HI>Haile,</HI> and <HI>Crucify.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Time</HI> was, when <HI>Learning, Poe&s;ie,</HI> and <HI>Wit,</HI></L>
<L>Were counted <HI>Sacred</HI> things, and hard to get.</L>
<L><HI>Time</HI> was, when <HI>Playes</HI> were ju&s;tly valu'd, when</L>
<L><HI>Poets</HI> could laugh away the <HI>Crimes</HI> of men.</L>
<L>And by <HI>In&s;tructive Recreations</HI> teach</L>
<L>More in one houre, then &s;ome in ten do preach.</L>
<L>But <HI>Times</HI> are chang'd; and tis worth our note,</L>
<L><HI>Bi&s;hops,</HI> and <HI>Players</HI> both &s;uffer'd in one <HI>Vote.</HI></L>
<L>And rea&s;on good, for they had cau&s;e to feare 'em, ('em.</L>
<L>One did <HI>&s;uppre&s;&s;e</HI> their <HI>Schi&s;mes,</HI> and tother jeere.</L>
<L><HI>Bi&s;hops</HI> were guiltie&s;t, for they &s;well'd with <HI>Riches,</HI></L>
<L>Tother had nought, but <HI>Ver&s;es, Songs,</HI> &amp; <HI>Speeches.</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="6">And by their ruine, the <HI>State</HI> did no more,</L>
<L>But robb the <HI>Spittle,</HI> and unrag the poore.</L>
<L>And the <HI>Stern Poet,</HI> challenging as due</L>
<L>His ancient right, with freedome to &s;peake true;</L>
<L>Div'd into &s;ecrets, and 'cau&s;e hee'd not be brib'd</L>
<L>To &s;ilence, nor complyance, was pro&s;crib'd.</L>
<L>While tho&s;e in <HI>Cloakes,</HI> and double <HI>Caps,</HI> &s;o long,</L>
<L>So long did <HI>thra&s;h</HI> in their in&s;pired throng;</L>
<L>Till at the la&s;t, instead of <HI>Curbing Sin,</HI></L>
<L>By corrupt lives, and jars, they brought it in.</L>
<L>But now new <HI>Stars</HI> &s;hine forth, and do pretend,</L>
<L><HI>Wit</HI> &s;hall be cheri&s;ht, and <HI>Poets</HI> finde a <HI>Friend.</HI></L>
<L>This makes the&s;e &s;leeping <HI>Poems</HI> now creep forth,</L>
<L>As innocent of wrong, as full of worth.</L>
<L>Where <HI>Vice,</HI> and <HI>Vanity,</HI> are laught to &s;corn,</L>
<L>And un&s;tain'd <HI>Vertue</HI> to the <HI>Skies</HI> is born.</L>
<L>May this <HI>Work</HI> prove &s;ucce&s;&s;efull, and we finde</L>
<L>Tho&s;e men, that now are <HI>Pow'rfull,</HI> to be kinde!</L>
<L>And give encouragement to <HI>Wit,</HI> and <HI>Worth,</HI></L>
<L>That things of <HI>Weight</HI> may come with boldne&s;&s;e forth!</L>
<L>For, to the being of a happy <HI>State,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Plea&s;ure,</HI> and <HI>Profit</HI> mu&s;t Incorporate.</L>
<L>And if we in our <HI>Bellies</HI> place our &s;ence,</L>
<L>'Twixt <HI>Bea&s;ts,</HI> and us, pray what's the difference?</L>
<L><HI>Poets</HI> are the <HI>Cu&s;todes</HI> of our <HI>Fame,</HI></L>
<L>Were't not for <HI>Homer,</HI> where's <HI>Achilles</HI> Name?</L>
<L>Let <HI>Souldiers</HI> then protect, while <HI>Poets</HI> prai&s;e;</L>
<L>Since that, which <HI>Crownes</HI> the Browes of Both, is <HI>Baies.</HI></L>
</LG>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>ALEX. BROME.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
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<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="7">
<HEAD>PROLOG&V;E.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>HEre you're all met, and looke for a &s;et &s;peech,</L>
<L>Put into Rhyme, to court you, and be&s;eech</L>
<L>Your Wor&s;hips, but to heare and like the Play,</L>
<L>But I, I vow, have no &s;uch part to &s;ay.</L>
<L>I'm &s;ent a woing to you, but how to do 't,</L>
<L>I han't the skill; tis true I've a new Suite,</L>
<L>And Ribbons fa&s;hionable, y<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lipt Fancies,</L>
<L>But for the Complements, the Trips, and Dances,</L>
<L>Our Poet can't abide um, and he &s;weares,</L>
<L>They're all but cheats; and &s;ugred words but jeeres.</L>
<L>Hee's hearkning there: and if I go about</L>
<L>To make a Speech, he vows, h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'le put me out.</L>
<L>Nor dare I write t'you: therefore in this condition,</L>
<L>Ile turne my court&s;hip into admonition.</L>
<L>When a good thing is profer'd, don't be nice,</L>
<L>Our Poet vows, you &s;han't be profer'd twice.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<HEAD>The Per&s;ons of the Comedy.</HEAD>
<P><HI>Carele&s;&s;e,</HI> a young wilde Heire.</P>
<P>Sir <HI>Val. Thrivewell,</HI> his &V;nkle that adopted him Heire.</P>
<P><HI>Saleware,</HI> a Citizen and a Cuck|hold.</P>
<P><HI>Saveall,</HI> Sir <HI>Valentines</HI> demure Steward.</P>
<P><HI>L. Lovely,</HI> a Wencher.</P>
<P><HI>Bellamy,</HI> a woman di&s;gui&s;ed, and his Steward.</P>
<P><HI>Wat,</HI> a blunt fellow, <HI>Carele&s;&s;es</HI> Servingman.</P>
<P>Old <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
<P>Lady <HI>Thrivewell.</HI></P>
<P>Mrs. <HI>Alicia, Salewares</HI> light wife</P>
<P>Mrs. <HI>Cro&s;till,</HI> a rich Vintners Widow, and humorous.</P>
<P><HI>Phoebe, Carele&s;&s;e</HI> his Whore.</P>
<P><HI>Clo&s;et,</HI> an old C<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">one, Nur&s;ekeeper to L. <HI>Thrivewell.</HI></P>
<P>Apprentices.</P>
<P>Servingmen.</P>
<P>And Attendants.</P>
<P>1. Mad couple.</P>
<P>2. Novella.</P>
<P>3. Beggar.</P>
<P><HI>The Scene</HI> LONDON.</P>
</DIV1>
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<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB REF="7">
<HEAD>A MAD COUPLE VVELL MATCH'D.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. I.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE. I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Carle&s;&s;e, Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>_THou ha&s;t delivered my Letter?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir, to Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> your Unkles friend: But hee has &s;tood your friend &s;o long, and &s;o often, to &s;o little purpo&s;e in moving your Unkle for you, that he holds it utterly in vaine, to urge him any further, he told me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou &s;hould'&s;t ha' told him, I would not be &s;o an&s;wer'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes; and then he would have told me, let your Ma&s;ter take his cour&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then you &s;hould ha' told him again, I have taken all the cour&s;es I could, or as any Gentleman can to main|taine my &s;elfe like one; But all my cour&s;es are run out, and I have not breath, nor know any ground whereon to begin a new one, unle&s;&s;e that thing my Unkle &s;ets me
<PB REF="8">
up againe, nor have I any meanes to attaine to that, but by his Mediation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then would he ha' told me againe, what all your cour&s;es have been. Namely, running into debt by all the wayes can be imagin'd, and cheating by all could be in|vented, then that the &s;aid thing, (as you call it) your Unkle, before he ca&s;t you quite off, had redeem'd you out of Pri&s;on, and &s;everall holds, within the &s;pace of 15. Moneths 14. times.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That was not once a Moneth then, or if it had, what had that been to him? 'twas I that &s;uffer'd, thou &s;hould&s;t ha' told him, not he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee would ha' told me then againe, That &s;eve|rall Redemptions, co&s;t your Unkle at lea&s;t 2000 l. And that upon your la&s;t revolt when he quite gave you over for a ca&s;t-away, two yeares &s;ince, he ca&s;t the third thou|&s;and with you, upon condition never to afflict him more. And then he Married in hope to get an heire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I that Marrying &s;poy'ld all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Becau&s;e you &s;hould not after his death ca&s;t away all the re&s;t of the thou&s;ands, and ten thou&s;ands which you might have liv'd to inherit, if your Unkles love or Mr. <HI>Savealls</HI> coun&s;ell could have prevay'd with you again&s;t the Divill, and Debauchednes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox on't, let it all goe, let that wretched Unkle goe, and let <HI>Saveall</HI> goe for a punctuall a&s;&s;e as hee is. I confe&s;&s;e he has by his &s;aving helpe peec'd mee with my Unkle a &s;core of times at lea&s;t. What had once more been to him?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, it were better for you to thinke upon &s;ome cour&s;e by our &s;elfe, and me your Creature (that have &s;tuck to you, or followed you through all fortunes) to maintaine Rich Lace, and Bravery upon you. And thinke in time too before this be worne out, upon &s;ome new wayes for your &s;upplies&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="8">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot, nor will I trouble my braines to thinke of any, I will rather die here in <HI>Ram alley,</HI> or walk down to the <HI>Temple,</HI> and lay my &s;elfe down alive, in the old Synagogue, cro&s;s-leg'd among the Monumentall Knights there, till I turne Marble with'em. Thinke quoth a <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> what &s;hould I think on?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>On your poor Whore Sir (as you have brought her) &s;hee's in wor&s;e ca&s;e then your &s;elfe; your Cloaths are good enough&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I ther's the Devill. I would doe &s;omething for her if I knew how. But what have I not done that can be done by a forlorn heire?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why though the Dice, and all other Hou&s;ehold games, and all the Cheats belonging unto them have fayld you by your and their di&s;coveries, till none dare venture &s;o neare you as a Man hu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">les a Die or Skirrs a Card. Though all your hidden wayes in Hide-parke races are trod out, and all your bowling booties beaten bare off o' the Grounds and Allies; and the &s;weete Honey-combes of all your Cockpit co&s;enages cut off. Though all your Arts of borowing are cro&s;t out of all Mens Bookes before you offer at 'em, while your old Debts &s;tand fairely written, and all your Marts mi&s;carry of putting out for credit, Veni&s;on to Citizens, or early Cherries, Codlings and Apricocks to their Wives availe you nothing, cannot &s;omething yet be found?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing, nothing. All Projects are confounded.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did your Father leave you nothing but wit to live upon for this? And did hee leave you that but for yeares, and not for Life? and is the terme ex|pir'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold thy peace. I am ca&s;ting for &s;omething to be done by me, that &s;hall be worth, and co&s;t my life, to &s;hame my Unkle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's a plot! Think of your poore whore Sir,
<PB REF="9">
how &s;hall &s;he live, if you ca&s;t away your &s;elfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t leave her once thou know&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you could leave her now, and betake your &s;elfe hand&s;omely to other Women, I have thought on a cour&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What, quickly, what i&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>To &s;et up a Male bawdy hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fy upon'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are hand&s;ome, lovely, and I thinke able to do one Mans worke, two or three &s;uch Gentlemen more which I know, and can de&s;cribe to you, with the wayes I'le finde to bring in cu&s;tome &s;hall fill your pur&s;es&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And empt our bones. I ever had enough of one Mi&s;tris <HI>Variety</HI> would de&s;troy me. No Gentlemen can be able to hold it out. They are too weake to make com|mon He whores.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>For a little while Sir, till we have got a &s;tock of rich cloathes; And then we will put Drey-men, and Wine|porters, Corni&s;h Wra&s;tlers &amp; &s;uch like into tho&s;e cloaths; and make them Country Cavaliers. Have you not &s;een cour&s;e &s;nowt-faire drudges, clapt into bravery, that would doe more bodily &s;ervice in a Brothell then twenty Ladies Daughters? They are the Game-beares of a Bawdy-hou&s;e, can play ten &s;ingle cour&s;es for a cleane-bred Gentle-wo|mans one, wee will hire fellowes for groates a peece a day, that &s;hall (without the additaments of Clary, Cawdle or Cock-broth) get us forty peeces a Man before Night, or perhaps a hundred by next Morning, out of &s;uch &s;hee&punc; cu&s;tomers, as an Aunt of mine &s;hall finde ou<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> for us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O ba&s;e Villaine! No I'le never fall &s;o deep below a Gentleman, as to be Ma&s;ter of a Baudy-hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Very good decay'd Gentlemen have done a much; though I urge this, but for your pa&s;time &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="9">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>No my fir&s;t plot &s;hall &s;tand, I will do &s;ome no|torious death-de&s;erving thing (though the&s;e cloaths goe to th'Hangman for't, what care I) in defiance of him that was my Unkle, and his Methodicall, Grave, and Ortho|graphicall &s;peaking friend, Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> that cals People Pe-o-ple.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saveall.</STAGE>
<P>O Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> how have you honord mee, how am I bound to you for this vi&s;it! Sir hearing that my Unkle was come to Town, and you with him, I did pre|&s;ume to write to you.</P>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Send forth your Man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe forth&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>One Servant is not fit for all Offices, although you keepe no more; you pre&s;umed indeed, I can no le&s;&s;e then call it a pre&s;umption, although it were but unto mee you write; I &s;peak not this in the behalfe of any dignity in me; but that you &s;hould overweene that I had ability to wra&s;tle any more with your overgratefull Unkle in your behalfe. Therein was your outrecuidance.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>The mi&s;erable&s;t Man on Earth! in having we<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">|ried out my worthie&s;t friend, on whom the &s;um of all my hopes was ca&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, I am not wearied; But &s;till in the &s;ame full &s;trength: yet my mode&s;ty di&s;&s;wadeth mee from u&s;ing &s;trength above rea&s;on, and my rea&s;on prevaileth with me not to &s;trive again&s;t a Torrent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is then inexorable, and I mu&s;t peri&s;h. But did you try him for me this la&s;t time?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have both tryed, and tempted him to his vexation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But did you urge that pious act of mine Which he once vow'd &s;hould never be forgot, O<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> unrewarded by him?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your &s;tanding upon merit in that Act</L>
<L>Perplexeth nature in him, and confounds</L>
<L><PB REF="10">Both your de&s;ert, and his benevolence,</L>
<L>And now &s;ince you have urged it, I'le tell you,</L>
<L>Your Act was undenyable, mo&s;t noble,</L>
<L>And glorious in a Nephew, greater piety</L>
<L>Could not have been expected in a Sonne:</L>
<L>When from the Swords of Theeves and Murderers,</L>
<L>Your valor re&s;cued him&mdash;But&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I and my Man I'me &s;ure made four of the &s;towte&s;t pur&s;es fly for't, that ever &s;et our Country o' the skore: After they had him downe, and their points at his bre&s;t and throat, hee crying out for helpe, when I came on by chance at a time too when I was in his di&s;plea&s;ure, nay he hated mee a whole yeare together before that, and yet I did it, and more then &s;o&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fare you well Sir, I thought to have &s;aid all this for you, and more then &s;o too. But&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay &s;weet Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Mr. <HI>Carele&s;&s;e,</HI> as I can hear I would be heard &s;ometimes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ind<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ed I cry you mercy, pray &s;ir &s;peake.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I was commending of your act, and do &s;o &s;till.</L>
<L>You did expre&s;&s;e your &s;elfe in blood and nature</L>
<L>A perfect Kin&s;man; and your piety</L>
<L>Drew ble&s;&s;ings on you: for whereas before</L>
<L>Your Unkle left you off to Reprobation,</L>
<L>He then receives you a Son, (being his Si&s;ters.)</L>
<L>Adopted you, intended you his heire,</L>
<L>And out of his E&s;tate then pre&s;ently</L>
<L>Allowed you two hundred pounds <HI>per annum,</HI></L>
<L>And gave your Man for what he &s;uffered</L>
<L>In the confl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ct an hundred Marks&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Poore Rogue! and he de&s;erv'd it, I'le be &s;worne for a Theeves marke that he receiv'd; a cut o' the Cock&s;|combe that crackt his skull, &s;o that <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ee could never bear his drinke &s;ince, as hee could ha' done before. For &s;ir, as we
<PB REF="10">
came in, I having put by the thru&s;ts of three of 'em, the fourth man with a full blow&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fare you well Sir the &s;econd time&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay curteous Mr. <HI>Saveall.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I came to &s;peake not with you altogether, but unto you for to be heard.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir I will heare you with all due re&s;pect.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Unkle having done &s;o gratefully, and &s;o plentifully for you.</L>
<L>You building &s;till on merit for that &s;ervice,</L>
<L>Did hold him &s;o fa&s;t bound that you pre&s;umed</L>
<L>To run upon more extravagancies</L>
<L>In all the out-wayes of debauchery,</L>
<L>Till for the one good deed you did for him</L>
<L>He did you forty, in re&s;toring you</L>
<L>From Surfets, Wants, Wounds and Impri&s;onments,</L>
<L>Till overborne with charge, and more with angui&s;h,</L>
<L>At your outragious, unexampled Riots,</L>
<L>Hee gave you an irrevocable farewell, yet then at your departure.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet then I liv'd and could have done till now, meerly by being his Nephew, and &s;uppos'd his heire, had not he married; but his Marriage turnd the hearts of all believing Citizens from me, where before a Taylor could have made mee run through all the credit i' the Town, When in a &s;ute Chinquant, and Ala-mode They could informe them&s;elves, who&s;e heire I was, But to &s;ay truth I vex'd him into Wed-lock, for before he valud not a Wife at a batchelors Button.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Farewell to you the third time.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, you &s;hall &s;ee mee die fir&s;t, and that in&s;tantly; That you may tell my Uncle I'le be no more his trouble, or charge, unle&s;&s;e in charity hee'l &s;end to bury me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will not de&s;perately work a violent end up|on your &s;elfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="11">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>No Sir, the D<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">vills not &s;o great with mee; but my heart, I feele it ready to breake. My Unkle is no more my Unkle, nor you my friend, all by my own fau<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t, and what &s;hould I do here, but in to my Bed, and out o' the World pre&s;ently. <HI>Wat. Wat.</HI></P>
<STAGE>Enter Wat.</STAGE>
<P>I here Sir!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have dalyed too long, and tempted him too far I feare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lay down my Bed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Wench is come indeed, but I hope you will not to bed before he be gone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lay down my bed I &s;ay. But fir&s;t unbutton me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lord how his heart beats! pangs of death I fear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not &s;o I hope. I will now come to the point Sir, Mr. <HI>Carele&s;&s;e</HI> be comforted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am, and well re&s;olv'd, I thanke my better Angell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Unkle's friends with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas, how can that be?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thought your &s;pirit had been higher.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>It will be Sir anon, I hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have but dallied with you to &s;earch your temper.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>But you have &s;earched too deep I feare &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ah!&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Unkle is friends with you, I &s;ay &s;o farre as to make a further tryall of your nature, you may be yet his heire; for your Aunt de&s;paireth of any Child by him, having fruitle&s;ly been married now the&s;e two years.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ah!&mdash;But good Sir, can this be?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is, and I will bring you to him. And &s;ee that all be well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your noble friend&s;hip hath reviv'd me &s;ir, O run and fetch my cloake.</P>
<STAGE><PB REF="11">Enter Wat with his Cloake.</STAGE>
<P>Tell <HI>Phebe</HI> I cannot &s;tay to give her any &s;atisfaction now, I mu&s;t go &s;ee my Unkle fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Poore Gentleman, how weakly he &s;tandeth! The &s;ight of his Unkle will recover him. Come Mr. <HI>Carele&s;s</HI> let us goe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir what do you thinke if I &s;hould fir&s;t according to the reformation of my mind cut off my undecent hair, and change this gari&s;h apparrell for a civill well worne Students &s;ute, I can be fitted pre&s;ently hard by.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, the mind reformed is enough, your habit well becometh you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Wit and't be thy will go with him. And I hope this will be his la&s;t hot fit of the Unkle.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Phebe.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Ma&s;ters gone forth it &s;eemes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cal'd by his fortune, hee is &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shuns he the &s;ight of me? i'le overtake him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>O your patience &s;weete Mi&s;tris <HI>Phebe,</HI> a little patience.</P>
<P>Hee's gone to be happy, and to make you happy. I dare promi&s;e you a Sattin Gowen within this &s;ea'night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>For let me tell thee Mi&s;tris <HI>Phebe</HI> bright Hee's reconciled to his Unkle Knight.</P>
<P>Away Pimpe, Flam&s;ted, I came to be &s;erious with him, to let him know the mi&s;eries I &s;uffer, by the wrongs hee has done mee, and that I can nor will no longer beare 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor him neither will you? Take heede what you &s;ay Madam <HI>Marion&punc;</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>No nor him neither, you pandarly Para&s;ite, till <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e make his vowes good, and me an hone&s;t Woman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Birlady, a &s;hrewd taske, and I fear an impo&s;&s;ible worke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirra, I will claw your ugly Face till thou under|tak'&s;t it with him, to make it ea&s;ie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="12">
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, hold, I'le doe you all the good I can,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>O will you &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>How de&s;peratly valiant a Whore growes, when &s;he is &s;o poore that her cloathes feare no tearing.</P>
<P>But by what meanes can you hope to bring this worke about?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>You know I have a wealthy Kin&s;man in the City.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Mr. <HI>Saleware,</HI> and he has a Wife too that bears it up bravely.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pimpe impudent, &s;hall I claw your Face into blu&s;hes at my injuryes, to be mockt out of my Mayden|head, when I was upon a good Match in the Countrey; Then with a promi&s;e of Marriage, to be intic'd from my friends into fooles Paradice (that was a new title for the City) and here to be u&s;ed, and abu&s;ed from Lodging to Lodging, by him that now flies me, for the decayes hee hath brought mee to? But my Kin&s;man has money though I have none, and for money there is Law to be found, and in a ju&s;t cau&s;e he will not let me &s;ink, he &s;ayes: for I have told him all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>But not the how many times, the whens, the where's, and the wherewithalls, I hope have you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah, I &s;hall &s;hew you and your Ma&s;ter too a way to more civility, &s;ince I am thus abu&s;ed, and &s;lighted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have &s;choold mee hand&s;omely, and brought mee into &s;en&s;e of your injuries: you have beene over|wrong'd, but not over-wrought, nor over-worne, you doe excell in Beauty, Strength and Spirit, which makes you in your very anger now appeare &s;o lovely, that I profe&s;&s;e my &s;elfe your Creature. What would a ki&s;&s;e of this faire Hand now make mee do, and of tho&s;e Lipps what not?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Shee &s;trikes him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away you Creature.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Leave the&s;e temptations; doe not &s;trike me too deeply in love with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="12">
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away you Creature.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis true I am your Creature, as I am my Ma&s;ters; And &s;ometimes the &s;erving Creature, breakes his fa&s;t with a bit off the Spit before the &s;ame meat is &s;erv'd up to his Ma&s;ters table, but is never denyed to Diue upon his Ma|&s;ters leavings, you cannot thinke what an appetite that frown gives me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are no &s;aucy Ra&s;call.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good wit too! My appetit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> needs no Sauce; nor &s;hall you need to make u&s;e of Law, or Friend again&s;t my Ma&s;ter, but my &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>You!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be rul'd by me, if I doe not lay you downe, and joyne with you pre&s;ently in a cour&s;e that &s;hall content you, then&mdash;hang me Lady at your doore.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>What doe you meane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>In the next roome we &s;hall finde Pen, Inke and Paper, you &s;hall write him &s;uch a Letter (as I will dictate to you) that &s;hall &s;o nettle him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay I did intend to leave him part of my mind in writting before I went.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saleware.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Co&s;en, I want you.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>A pox of this interupting Cuckold, hee hinders all Trading, but his Wives, zownds I was going with full &s;peed a Tilt, as the learned &s;ay, had not this horne-head come, we had writ lines together &s;hould have put down <HI>Her<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI> and <HI>Leander</HI>&mdash;</P>
<P>Harke you Mi&s;tris <HI>Phebe,</HI> is this your Kin&s;man that you told me, you had told all the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e to?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sale.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, &s;ir, I am the Gentleman, and &s;hee has told me &s;o much, Sir that I mu&s;t tell you, to tell your Ma&s;ter from mee, and as I would tell him my &s;elfe if hee were here per&s;onally pre&s;ent, hee is a mo&s;t di&s;hone&s;t Gentle|man if he doe her not lawfull right by Marrying her; and
<PB REF="13">
that right I came to demand, and obtaine of him, or to denounce the Law again&s;t him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>How happy are you, that you came &s;hort to tell him &s;o, el&s;e hee would ha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;o beaten you, as never was Citizen beaten, &s;ince the great Battaile of Finsbury-Field.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your great words cannot make&punc; mee feare his blowes (I am not da&s;ht nor ba&s;ht) nor cro&s;&s;e him out of my Booke, for feare of any &s;uch payment. I have him there for foure &s;core pound as you know, though you are pleas'd to forget mee, But <HI>Sapientia mea mihi &s;tultitia tua tibi.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cry mercy Mr. <HI>Saleware,</HI> is it you? I hope Mi|&s;tris <HI>Saleware</HI> is well, your mo&s;t exqui&s;ite, and mo&s;t court|ly wife; the <HI>Flower-de-luce</HI> of the City.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well wag well, you mu&s;t not now put me off with my wife, &s;hee's well and much re&s;pected; I come to &s;peake of, and for my di&s;tre&s;&s;ed Kin&s;woman, her whom your wicked Ma&s;ter has mo&s;t wickedly dealt withall. Hee has deflower'd and deluc'd her, and led her from her Friends, and out of her Countrey into Fooles Pa|radice&mdash;By making her believe he would Marry her, and here he has put her on, and put her off, with hopes and delayes till &s;hee is come to both woe and want; And (which may prove her mo&s;t affliction, if hee be &s;uffered to for&s;ake her) &s;hee is with child by him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Say you &s;o, Mi&s;tris <HI>Phebe?</HI> here's &s;mall &s;hew of it yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah, I &s;hall &s;hew you and your Ma&s;ter too a way to more civility, if I be thus abu&s;ed and &s;lighted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>By the way Mr. <HI>Saleware,</HI> how many children have you by your mo&s;t amiable wife?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, that needs not to fall by the way of our di&s;|cour&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>But by the way I &s;peake of getting children. Or
<PB REF="13">
I pray tell me, did not you correct one of her children once, for which your wife reprehended you, and bad you correct your own? And how then &s;hall my Ma&s;ter be &s;ure that this (if it be one) is his?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>What an A&s;inego's this? I &s;hall finde a time &s;ir, to talke with your Ma&s;ter. In the meane time I tell you that my Kin&s;ewoman is a Gentlewoman of as good blood as him&s;elf, and of the be&s;t in <HI>Hereford&s;hire.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, Wel&s;h-blood.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;hall find friends that &s;hall not &s;ee her abus'd by you nor him. There is Law to be found for money, and money to be found for Friends, and Friends to be found in the Arches, and &s;o tell your Ma&s;ter, come away Co&s;en.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>But one word before you goe Sir, is this Gentle|woman, (who was but a Countrey Chamber-maide when my Ma&s;ter tooke her to his mercy) of &s;uch boa&s;ted blood, your Cozen by your owne, or by your Wives &s;ide I pray?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah, like a &s;aucy companion as you are, though you meddle with me that am a Common-councell-Man; I charge you meddle not with my wife, you have had two or three jerks at her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>I was warn'd before Sir, in my own under&s;tand|ing: for &s;he is for great per&s;ons.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then know your di&s;tance Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet give me leave to wait you down Sir, cud &s;hoe did it tell it Kin&s;eman that it is got with Champkin.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are a Pandarly Ra&s;call, and I'le be a terror both to you, and your Patron.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit omnes.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Thrivewell, Lady.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>How can you thinke &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thinke! I &s;ee't apparently upon your Face, and heare it in your &s;ighes, your broken &s;leepes to night, when your owne groanes wak'd you, declard no le&s;&s;e;
<PB REF="14">
But had I had the power of &s;ome wifes with their hus|bands I could have fetch'd it out of you waking once (<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> thanke you) you tooke me in your arme, but when you found 'twas I you turn'd away as in a dreame.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure you dreame now, whence can this talke pro|ceed el&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t not give it over till I know the cau&s;e of your melancholly fit, doe you doubt my duty, or my loyalty? perhaps you do, and &s;o make me the cau&s;e of your affliction.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>May &s;uch a thought within mee, &s;tick mee to the endle&s;&s;e torments.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis lately entertained, what e're it be; you came heart whole to Town, and Joviall. Ha' you been drawn for &s;ecurity into Bonds by any of my friends, for great &s;umms, and forc'd to pay 'em?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr&punc;</SPEAKER>
<P>Fie, fie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are any great friends of yours in que&s;tion, attaint|ed, impri&s;oned, or run away?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>P&s;ewh.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or are you further griev'd about your Nephew, <HI>Carele&s;&s;e?</HI> I thought that your friend <HI>Saveall,</HI> and my &s;elfe had made his peace with you; and that you had &s;ent for him, do you repent that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, no, &s;weete heart, hee &s;hall be welcome. And pray let me intreate you make no further inqui&s;ition; If (as you &s;uppo&s;e) there be a trouble in my thoughts, I &s;hall &s;oon pa&s;&s;e it over.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tell me, or I &s;hall prove the greater trouble. I would tho&s;e few examples of women, that could not keepe their husbands coun&s;ells had beene burnt, and the woman too rather then I &s;hould be di&s;tru&s;ted thus, and &s;lighted by a Husband&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay then you'l grieve me indeed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>There has beene many examples of di&s;creet wo|men
<PB REF="14">
that have not onely kept their husbands councells, but advi&s;e and help 'em in extremities, and deliver'd 'em out of dangers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray content your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be you content to tell me then what troubles you. And I pray you tell mee &s;peedily, now pre&s;ently; or (excu&s;e me in my vow,) it is the la&s;t reque&s;t that ever I will make to you, and the la&s;t que&s;tion I'le ever aske you, and (the ea&s;ier to get it from you) I promi&s;e you by the continuance of my faith to you (which by this ki&s;&s;e I &s;eale) Be it a deadly injury to my &s;elfe, I will for|give it freely; not be troubled at it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;hall do that now, which few wi&s;e men would.</L>
<L>But &s;hee's di&s;creet, and has a fortitude</L>
<L>Above the boa&s;t of women; &s;hould that faile,</L>
<L>And this too weighty knowledge for a wife</L>
<L>Should prove a torment to her, I'm excus'd</L>
<L>Shee pulls it on her &s;elfe, and for Revenge</L>
<L>Should &s;he again&s;t her prote&s;tation move it,</L>
<L>I am enough above her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are re&s;olv'd it &s;eems to keepe your &s;ecret Unto your &s;elfe, much good Sir may it doe you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, you &s;hall know it, &s;ir, and (if un&s;haken</L>
<L>Now, in your love to me) the wonder of all wives</L>
<L>Y'are bound by a faire pledge, the ki&s;&s;e you gave me,</L>
<L>To be unmov'd, and to forgive it though</L>
<L>It be a deadly injury to your &s;elf;</L>
<L>It is, and 'tis a great one; and &s;o great</L>
<L>But that you have &s;eald my pardon, the hid knowledge</L>
<L>Of it &s;hould feed upon my Heart, and Liver,</L>
<L>Till life were bani&s;h'd thence, rather then pull</L>
<L>Your ju&s;t revenge upon me; yet you frown not!</L>
<L>But before I declare it to your Ju&s;tice,</L>
<L>Let me renew your mercy.
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE></L>
<L>And on this Altar, which I have prophan'd</L>
<L><PB REF="15">While it breath'd &s;acred incence, now with penitence</L>
<L>Offer religious vowes, never to violate</L>
<L>My Faith or Love to you againe. One more
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE></L>
<L>Before you heare it: for if then you &s;tand not</L>
<L>Firme to your Mercy, it mu&s;t be my la&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What do you but violate your Love to mee,</L>
<L>Now in your mo&s;t unju&s;t &s;u&s;pition?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le tre&s;pa&s;&s;e &s;o no more; yet many husbands</L>
<L>(I wi&s;h they had my &s;orrow, and no le&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Purpo&s;er to reformation) wrong their wives.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Leave the&s;e perambulations; to the point:</L>
<L>You have unlawfully lyen with &s;ome woman!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis &s;aid; and now your doome.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ha, ha, ha. Here's a bu&s;ie&s;&s;e!</L>
<L>Would &s;omebody heard you faith: nay of five hundred</L>
<L>That now might overheare us (I meane not only</L>
<L>Gallants, but grave &s;ub&s;tantiall Gentlemen)</L>
<L>Could be pick'd out a twelve good men and true,</L>
<L>To finde you guilty, I would then condemne you,</L>
<L>But &s;uch a Jury mu&s;t be pannell'd fir&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>And can you be &s;o mild? then farwell thought.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thought of your Mi&s;tris Sir, And then farwell</L>
<L>My jealou&s;y, for let me tell you Sir,</L>
<L>That I have had an ache upon the&s;e browes</L>
<L>Since your la&s;t being in Town. And &s;ince you have dealt</L>
<L>So faithfully as to tell me it is one,</L>
<L>(There's no more, is there?)</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>No upon my vow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Name me the woman: if it be the &s;ame</L>
<L>That I &s;u&s;pect, I'le never &s;u&s;pect more.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As faithfully as to my Confe&s;&s;or;
<STAGE>Light weight&punc;</STAGE></L>
<L><HI>Saleware</HI> my Silke-mans wife.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The &s;ame I meant,</L>
<L>Y'are a faire dealing husband. On what condition?</L>
<L>Come this is merry talke. Prithee on what condition?</L>
<L><PB REF="15">Only to bring good cu&s;tome to her &s;hop,</L>
<L>And &s;end her husband Veni&s;on (fle&s;h for fle&s;h)</L>
<L>I did ob&s;erve you bought all there la&s;t terme,</L>
<L>And wi&s;h'd me to her Shop, and Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI></L>
<L>With divers others to be&s;tow our monies.</L>
<L>Troth &s;hee's a hand&s;ome one; Prithee on what con|ditions?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou &s;halt know all to purge me of my folly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;aid.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>After a co&s;tly, and a tedious Sute</L>
<L>With many an an&s;wer no, and no &s;uch Woman,</L>
<L>At length &s;hee yeilds for a hundred pieces;</L>
<L>Had 'em, and I enjoy'd her once.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That was,</L>
<L>When you la&s;t Terme &s;at up all Night, and &s;aid you &s;at up with the three Lady Game&s;ters.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is confe&s;s'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Faire dealing &s;till.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But here was the foule dealing, and for which</L>
<L>I hate her now: I having paid &s;o great a fine, and</L>
<L>Tane po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion thought after to deale Rent-free.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Pepper-corne a quarter, if &s;hee be Pepper|proofe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;hee at my very next approach, which was but ye&s;terday denyes me <HI>Egre&s;&s;e,</HI> except I make it a new purcha&s;e at the &s;ame former rate, and &s;o for all times after.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Troth 'tis unrea&s;onable, a hundred pound a time? How rich would Citizens be, if their wives were all &s;o paid, and how poore the Court and Country! But hu&s;ht, here comes Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> with your Nephew, I take it; A hand&s;ome Gentleman, could hee be &s;o de|bauch'd?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saveall, Carele&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, I have brought you home a Reformado&punc;
<PB REF="16">
and doe intreat (for what I have &s;aid unto him, and he hath fairely an&s;wered unto me) that words may not by you be multiplied.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not a word of unkindne&s;&s;e, Nephew, you are welcome, give me your hand. <HI>George,</HI> thou art welcome.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall be <HI>George</HI> o' hor&s;e-back once more I &s;ee. In all humility I thanke you Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay now thou &s;peake&s;t, and look'&s;t too tamely <HI>George,</HI> I would have thee keepe and u&s;e the lively &s;pirit that thou had&s;t, but not to let it flie at randome, as it has done <HI>George.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, I have learnt now by the inconveniences I have met with, in tho&s;e extravagant out fl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ghes, the better to containe it within the limits of your leave, and faire allowance hereafter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;aid, and againe welcome <HI>George.</HI> But (and this you &s;hall give me leave to &s;ay Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI>) I remit your thanks for any inclination I had towards this re|concilement till I doe you &s;ome further kindne&s;&s;e; only you had good advocates, who pleaded friendly for you, Mr. <HI>Saveall,</HI> and your Aunt there before &s;he ever &s;aw you whom you may thanke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>A man mu&s;t be &s;o tied now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray take notice of her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot u&s;e re&s;pect enough Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I like that mode&s;ty.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doubt him in nothing, for he is come home.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam as you are my gracious Patrone&s;&s;e, and my &s;elfe &s;o all unworthy, my duty checks me in my ap|proach to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are the more intirely welcome Co&s;en.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee Ki&s;&s;es like an old mans wife, That is, as a Child late &s;terv'd at Nur&s;e, &s;ucks a fre&s;h flowing Brea&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You mu&s;t not Sir be ba&s;hfull.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="16">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twill le&s;&s;e become mee to pre&s;ume good Ma|dam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>George,</HI> here's a Lodging for you in this hou&s;e, and my Table has a place for you, &s;end for your man to wait upon you.</P>
<P>Ha' you <HI>Wat</HI> &s;till?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir, an hone&s;t true hearted civill fellow he is, as I have manag'd him, he can &s;ay grace now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>The world's well mended. To morrow you &s;hall give me a note of your debts <HI>George,</HI> which I'le take or|der for, if I may pre&s;ume you have any.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Some driblets Sir, My credit has not lately wrong'd me much.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;peake &s;ententiou&s;ly, for credit &s;ought With Trade&s;-men, then their wares are dearer bought; So Gentlemen are wronged.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then not to wrong our &s;elves, lets in to Dance.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT II.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Alicia, Lady, Servingman, Prentice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>ALL Cheape-&s;ide, and Lombard &s;treete Madam, could not have furni&s;h'd you with a more com|pleat bargaine, you will find it in the wearing, and thanke me both for the goodne&s;&s;e of the &s;tuffe, and of the Manu|facture.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>But now the price Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware.</HI> I grant your Commodity is good, The Gold and Silver Laces, and the Frienges are rich, and I hope well wrought. Has your Man made a note of the particulars, and their prices, at
<PB REF="17">
the rate of ready-money (for I buy &s;o) and not as you would booke 'em to an under-ag'd heire, or a Court-Cavalier to expect payment two or three yeares hence; and finde it perhaps never. I come with <HI>Here is one for tother.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know your Ladi&s;hips payment &s;uch; And they are priz'd &s;o Madam to a farthing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let mee &s;ee, broad plate Silver and Gold-lace, 206 Ounces halfe, and a dram, at five and ten pence the Ounce. 60 l. 5 s. 3 d. <HI>ob.</HI> 4. five and ten pence an Ounce is deare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I prote&s;t unto you Madam that parcell of Lace for a Bed as you intend it, was be&s;poken, and agreed for at &s;ix &s;hillings the Ounce by a very great per&s;on: but be|cau&s;e ready money came not to fetch it off, Fortune re|&s;erv'd it here for you, you could not have been &s;o fitted on the &s;odaine el&s;e within <HI>London</HI> walls; and I am glad the &s;ame fortune was &s;o favourable to me, as by my hands to de&s;igne it for your Ladi&s;hips u&s;e and plea&s;ure. I hope Madam we &s;hal hear of a young heir a comming &s;hortly, and that will make it a rich and fortunate Bed indeed; And then Sir <HI>Olyv<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r</HI> would thanke me too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What a bold &s;lut it is, well then the re&s;t of the particulars here of Laees, and Frienges, Loopes, and Buttons, makes the &s;um of all an hundred pound eight &s;hillings foure pence, halfe-penny. I am no good Arith|metician, but if any be overca&s;t, and overpaid, you mu&s;t allow re&s;titution.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, good Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is all put up into this Box?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>All Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give mee my Pur&s;e. Take you home that while I make payment for it; your Gold-weights Mi&s;tris <HI>Sale|wa<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Servant&punc;</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here Madam all in readine&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="17">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You take no Gold but what is weight I pre&s;ume.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis but light paines to weigh it Madam. But let me &s;ave your Ladi&s;hip that labour.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor &s;hall it be your trouble, command your Ser|vant I pray for a gla&s;&s;e of your beere&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Some beere for my Lady pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Prentice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>That I may tell you in more privacy, what per|haps you would not have him heare: for Prenti&s;es though they are bound to keepe their Ma&s;ters &s;ecrets, are not all privy to their Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es; that's more a Journeymans Office.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Ladi&s;hip is pleas'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not very well with my &s;elfe, for I have gone be|yond my Commi&s;&s;ion in this bargaine, and exceeded my Husbands allowance. Here's one hundred pounds eight &s;hillings 4 d. <HI>ob.</HI> in the Bill, and he allowes me but the bare hundred pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>The od money is but a &s;mall matter Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>A great matter in an hone&s;t poore Countrey La|dies pur&s;e, may &s;erve her a whole Chri&s;tmas at Po&s;t and Pare, or Farthing gleeke, when the gay Gam&s;ters wives o'the City may command the hundreds, out of the pur|&s;es of &s;uch poore Ladies Husbands. But here is the odd money, eight &s;hillings foure pence, half penny, and &s;o all's paid.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>What meanes your Ladi&s;hip?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you not under&s;tand mee then? I'le tell you that which I thought fit to conceale from your &s;ervant; And from your husband too had hee been here, perhaps he knowes not on't. My husband left with you, or lent you the la&s;t Terme a hundred pound, which hee a&s;&s;ign'd to me; and now I have it in Commodity. Had you for|got it, when it was to do you a good turne, when your ab&s;ent husband faild you, and you wanted it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>A good turne Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="18">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, was it not to have the free u&s;e of a hundred pound ready money, a whole quarter of a yeare, through a dead Vacation, and at la&s;t to take it out in wares? A good turne I thinke for a Trade&s;-woman; take heed you do not by your fullenne&s;&s;e make me &s;u&s;pect another kind of good tu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ne, or that you did my husband any to my injury, nor deny the receipt of his money, le&s;t I take up a violence that will not become mee, no<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> you be able to beare. Be therefore well advis'd both in what you &s;ay, and who heares m<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">. Somebody comes.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Prentice with Beere.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam your Beere.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e pledge you Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall pre&s;ume then Madam&mdash;<HI>Drinks.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La</SPEAKER>
<P>This was right ca&s;t, was it not friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lady&s;hip will finde it &s;o&mdash;<HI>La. Drinks.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I hope you will finde your money &s;o well be&s;towd Madam, that you will vouch&s;afe always to know the Shop.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ever upon the like occa&s;ion, Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware,</HI> &s;o mo&s;t kindly farwell &s;weet Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>The humble&s;t of your &s;ervants Madam. Open the Boot for my Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis done my Coach-man does it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would the Devill were in your Coachmans Coat to take his carriage for his paines.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Lady returnes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>One word more Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware,</HI> can it be he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lay your comands on me good Madam.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Curt&s;ie.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La</SPEAKER>
<P>Not to your trouble, I perceive a young Gentle|man attends for conference with you. Is not his name <HI>Fitzgerrard?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No Madam, his name is <HI>Bellamie,</HI> much depend|ing on the young Lord <HI>Lovely.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thought I had known him, hee is a hand&s;ome youth. I cannot blame you now with him: but beware
<PB REF="18">
of old Knights that have young Ladies of their owne. Once more adieu &s;weet Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t courteous Madam&mdash;and once more to the Devill. But on my life her cha&s;t Ladi&s;hip is taken with this beard-le&s;&s;e <HI>Bellamie.</HI> How &s;hee &s;hot eyes at him!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now may your &s;ervant obtaine a hearing L<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">y.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>My eares are open Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>But you are &s;ad or angry, why &s;eemes that brow to threaten a &s;ubjection over him that is your vanqui&s;h'd captive; or has <HI>Cupid</HI> plac'd his Bow there be<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t at me, who&s;e heart already lodges all his Arrowes, never to be re&s;tor'd but by your pity?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fie, fie upon't! what talke is this? I am vex'd, and you would m<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>What has di&s;pleas'd you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>A cro&s;&s;e bu&s;ine&s;&s;e that has happened in my Shop to day, I being none of the wi&s;e&s;t Chapwoman, have un|der&s;old a parcell of the be&s;t Commodities my husband had. And &s;hould hee know't wee &s;hould have &s;uch a &s;cwable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Husbands &s;hould be &s;o &s;erv'd that do impo&s;e Tho&s;e mercenary Offices on their wives.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Talke &s;o, and I will heare you, your amorous notes &s;ound like Play-&s;peeches.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Servile, nay &s;lav<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;h Offices, ranking their wives with their prenti&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>They pretend onely that wee &s;hould over-looke our &s;ervants, when they but &s;et us there for &s;hew to draw in cu&s;tome: but in making us &s;uch over-&s;eers they are over&s;eene them&s;elves; Shopkeepers-wives will be med|ling and dealing in their kinde, and as they are able, as wel as their husbands (&s;ome much better, and more profit|able) but I was overreach'd I confe&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="19">
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>For no great matter I hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, the matter was not much (that never fretted me) but the manner has eene kild a Shee &s;hop-keeper. I cannot be long-liv'd, here under a Pent-hou&s;e, as my Lord (you know) told mee when he &s;aid he would &s;hut mee out of this &s;ervitude, and that I &s;hould change my Coat, though my husband could not, before hee were an Alderman, and be rank'd with Ladies.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord has &s;till the &s;ame regard of you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>So it appeares by the Tailor and the Mercer, whom he &s;ent foure dayes &s;ince to mea&s;ure me out, and &s;ute mee to his Honour, and no returne of them found, yet his Land might ha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> beene mea&s;ur'd all and &s;old, while a poore &s;ute is dreampt on, had he borne the mind of &s;ome Lord?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doubt not but this paper will cleare that jea|lou&s;ie. And while you reade I'le &s;peake that which I dare not utter through, Sighes and Blu&s;hes to an intire attention.</P>
<LG>
<L>I am of Noble-blood my &s;elfe, free-borne,</L>
<L>And not without good education;</L>
<L>But &s;ince I am ingag'd in this imployment,</L>
<L>And made an in&s;trument of others lu&s;t,</L>
<L>I finde my &s;elfe a &s;candall to my Name,</L>
<L>To Honour, and to Vertue, the ba&s;e blot</L>
<L>Of Pandare &s;ticking on me. But not this&punc;</L>
<L>Alone is my affliction. Here's my torment,</L>
<L>That while I doe true &s;ervice to my Lord</L>
<L>(Whom I mu&s;t ever honour) in my Agency</L>
<L>U<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">to your &s;elfe (whom I cannot but love)</L>
<L>I finde my &s;elfe a Traytor to his tru&s;t,</L>
<L>In my negotiation for my &s;elfe.</L>
<L>Nor can I finde it po&s;&s;ible to de&s;i&s;t,</L>
<L>Mine own attempts, to you, or forbeare to urge</L>
<L>Your con&s;tancy to him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="19">
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How ea&s;ie a worke</L>
<L>'Twere for one woman to &s;upply 'em both,</L>
<L>And hold her husband play to levell Acoile,</L>
<L>A wooden two-leav'd booke, a paire of Tables</L>
<L>Would do't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How wretched is that &s;uppliant, who mu&s;t make</L>
<L>Sute to obtaine that, which he feares to take!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>At the beare at the Bridge-foot &s;ix a clock, good.</P>
<P>Sir, I finde my Lords honorable appointments here, and have heard you all this while.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now I could wi&s;h, and was in hope you had not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not blame you on your Lords behalfe;</L>
<L>Becau&s;e you have enough rebuk'd your &s;elfe.</L>
<L>But Sir, if you pre&s;ume upon the favour</L>
<L>I give your Lord, and therefore to obtaine me,</L>
<L>Cau&s;e I am his, you undervalue me</L>
<L>To thinke that I can &s;toop unto his &s;ervant,</L>
<L>Though almo&s;t his Companion, you may thinke</L>
<L>After that degradation by degrees,</L>
<L>I may, in time, de&s;cend unto his Footman, I'me no ca&s;t</L>
<L>Garment of his Lord&s;hips yet.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have &s;chool'd mee fairely, I am humbled, Lady&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Going.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Dee heare, dee heare &s;ir, Mr. <HI>Bellamine,</HI></L>
<L>One word before you goe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pren.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What would hee buy Mi&s;tris? can you take his money?</L>
<L>Sir dee heare?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray attend you the tother end o' th' Shop, If I cannot handle a Cu&s;tomer, why dos <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">your Ma&s;ter tru&s;t mee? Could a frowne fright you? Let a &s;mile then cheare you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And that's a heavenly one,</L>
<L>As that of <HI>Cynthia</HI> at <HI>Endymion.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="20">
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray leave your Player-like pa&s;&s;ionate expre&s;&s;ions&punc; And if you love mee, like a Man &s;peake to me.</P>
<P>As I am a Woman; are you &s;ilent? if you doubt th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> length of my mans Eares at that di&s;tance, you may whi&s;|per what &s;o? But that is a right &s;hop-whi&s;per indeed with Trades-women that are hand&s;ome; Is that the mo&s;t you will give &s;ir? Could I afford it &s;o, doe you thinke I'd make two words w'ye? yet this before you goe&mdash;<HI>Ki&s;&s;e.</HI> Now match it for the price I'le give it you for nothing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall forget I have a Lord. I mu&s;t forget him here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe &s;o, and if (I &s;ay) you love mee, &s;peake plainely what you&punc; would have mee doe, or what you would doe with mee (I love to dant the&s;e young thing<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> that love before they can love to the purpo&s;e, or &s;peake to't&punc; hand&s;omely like a Boy that would faine be &s;hoot|ing at wild-fowle, before hee knowes how to di&s;charge a Birding-piece) I would heare you &s;peake, you have often mu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">tered and fribled &s;ome intentions towards me, but I would heare you &s;peake. Come, if you love me lay by the feare of the Lord that &s;ent you, and tell me round|ly now, what you would have me doe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would intreat you&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well; what?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>That you would be pleas'd&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>With what? or to doe what?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>To weare this paire of Silke &s;tockins for me&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is that all your &s;ute, 'tis granted, with my thanks to you; Have you no more to &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, I &s;ay you are the beautifull'&s;t of Women; and that my Lord in your enjoyment is the hap|pie&s;t&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay thinke not of your Lord, but aske me, &s;ome|thing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="20">
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would but dare not hope for &s;uch a favour, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ou'l never grant i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, my unworthine&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>How can you tell?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will not wrong my Lord, &s;o as to doe it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not in his &s;ight perhaps. What is it? come.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is then, let it be &s;o. Go to Schoole child.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is&mdash;That you would, let me&mdash;give you this ring,</L>
<L>And grace it with your Finger.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will that be a wrong to your Lord?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, to weare any favours, but his own.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dos he know this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, nor I would not that he &s;hould (and given by me) for all the Rubies in Cheap&s;ide, where I bought this but now, over the way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come &s;ir, I'le dally w'ye no longer, I know what you would have with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>And now you will betray me: I am &s;ham'd then and undone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, but I have you o'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> the hip. 'Tis plaine you would lie with me: deny it if you can.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>O deare, did I &s;ay &s;o now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>What need you when I know it, you would lie with me, and you &s;hall. Take courage man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>But, in good earne&s;t, &s;hall I? &s;hall I?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, in good earne&s;t, you'l finde it no trifling bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, when you come to't once. But &s;ir, upon con|dition.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Any condition Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>All purpo&s;e on't is lo&s;t, and all comes out el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Name your condition, I'le performe it if it be in the power of my life.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;aw here at your comming a faire Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bell.</SPEAKER>
<P>I tooke no notice of her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;he did of you, &s;he is calld the Lady <HI>Thrivewell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="21">
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir <HI>Oliver Thrivewells</HI> Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>The &s;ame, you have known her it &s;eemes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Seene her before &s;hee was married.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will be briefe with you, as you love mee &s;hee loves you as eagerly, but with much more boldne&s;&s;e, you &s;aw her whi&s;per mee, and how loth &s;hee was to depart, when her eye was upon you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I did ob&s;erve it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee is my noble friend, and the &s;weete&s;t Lady, I need not &s;et her out. But though you thinke you &s;uffer in your honour, in being an in&s;trument twixt your Lord and mee, with the ba&s;e blot of Pander &s;ticking on you, (the&s;e were your words) I have ingag'd my &s;elfe for her to be your Pandare&s;&s;e; be &s;o, I &s;hall be even with you in bu&s;ine&s;&s;e if you account it &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>What dee meane Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>To urge again&s;t my &s;elfe, for that &s;weete Lady, which no Woman el&s;e I thinke would doe, that loves you &s;o unfainedly as I. But 'tis my fate, and the injuncti|on I mu&s;t lay upon you, to make mee yours. That fir&s;t you give your &s;elfe to her Embraces; I'le give you means for your acce&s;&s;e to her, and your &s;ucce&s;&s;e with her, which done, and on your faith affirm'd to mee, 'tis &s;o, I will perpetually bee yours more freely then your Lords.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>You urge this but to try my con&s;tancy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>For that I'le &s;atisfie you &s;oon, my husband coming we mu&s;t to night at the Beare&mdash;</P>
<P>My Lord writes &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saleware.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>And there I will direct you in your progre&s;&s;e.</P>
<P><HI>Ally</HI> how do&s;t? Mr. <HI>Bellamy</HI> how i&s;t? How dos my noble Lord? You are &s;ad methinks. Ha' you overbought any thing here, and &s;o repent your bargaine? Or cannot my wife, and you agree upon't&punc; you mu&s;t u&s;e Mr. <HI>Bellamy</HI>
<PB REF="21">
kindly my &s;weet <HI>Ally:</HI> hee is our noble&s;t Lords mo&s;t &s;pe|ciall favorite, and mu&s;t finde all faire dealing here, as well when I am abroad as at home &s;weet heart.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>You heare not mee complaine &s;ir, fare you well.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>What an A&s;&s;inego's this! He might ha' thank'd mee for my good words, though I meant him no good will, I hope thou ha&s;t overreach'd him indeed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Thomas</HI> your hopes are vaine, <HI>Thomas</HI> in &s;eating mee here to overreach, or underreach any body. I am weary of this Mechanick cour&s;e <HI>Thomas;</HI> and of this cour&s;er habit, as I have told you divers and &s;undry times <HI>Thomas,</HI> and indeed of you <HI>Thomas</HI> that confine me to't, but the bound mu&s;t obey.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word, I hope &s;weete <HI>Ally;</HI> Not of me nor of my &s;hop I prethee at &s;ea&s;onable times Love. But for thy habit (though this be decent on a Citizens wife) u&s;e thine owne fancy, let it be as Courtly, or as Lady-like as thou plea&s;e&s;t, or my Lords de&s;ires.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then I am friends agen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Troth, and I'le call thee friend, and I prethee, let that be our familiar and common compellation: friend it will &s;ound daintily, e&s;pecially when thou &s;halt appeare too gallant to be my Wife.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then let it be &s;o friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Intruth it &s;hall, and I am very much taken with it. Friend I have found a Cu&s;tomer to day that will take off my rich parcell of broad Bed-lace, that my Lord <HI>Paylate</HI> be&s;poke, and left on my hands, for lack of money.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have &s;old it already friend, with other Laces at a good rate.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>And all for ready money friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes friend, a hundred pounds, and &s;omewhat more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="22">
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who would be, or who could live without &s;uch a friend, in &s;uch a &s;hop? This money comes &s;o pat for a pre&s;ent occa&s;ion, to &s;top a gap. It has &s;topt a gap already friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have di&s;pos'd of the money, the odd hundred pound for apparrell, friend, and other accommodations for my &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word I hope friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have done it friend, whereby to appeare more Courtly, and Ladilike as you &s;ay, to gaine you more cu|&s;tome to your Shop.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Uuch friend&mdash;Is it &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>And friend you mu&s;t not be angry, or thinke much of it, if you re&s;pect your profit friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>I were no friend but a wretch if I would. No let it goe friend, and&mdash;<HI>Sapientia mea mihi</HI> is my word, I mu&s;t not grudge at my friend in any thing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then friend, let your &s;hop be your own care for the re&s;t of this day, I have &s;ome bu&s;ines abroad.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Whither &s;weet friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is that a friendly que&s;tion?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am corrected friend, but will you not take a Man to wait upon you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>To watch me, &s;hall I? and give you account of my actions? was that &s;poke like a friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am agen corrected friend,</L>
<L>Doe your own plea&s;ure, you'l returne to &s;upper.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet againe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>And agen, I am corrected friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Neither to &s;upper, nor to bed perhaps.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word I hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>But if I chance to &s;tay, you cannot be a faithfull friend and aske mee where, or in what company, friend|&s;hip you know allowes all liberty.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="22">
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Sapientia mea mihi.</HI> A wity wife, with an im|perious will,</L>
<L>Being cro&s;t, findes meanes to cro&s;&s;e her Husband &s;till;</L>
<L>And Trade&s;men that &s;o match, mu&s;t not with Gall</L>
<L>Temper their Wives, but &s;weetly by wit-all.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Carele&s;&s;e, with two Letters in his hand, and Wat with a Candle, and Wax.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Dos not the World come finely on, <HI>Wat,</HI> ha?</L>
<L>And have not wee convenient commings in already, ha!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Shew Gold.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Better then wee know how to have payd, for that's the glory on't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I need no more in&s;con&s;ing now in <HI>Ram-alley,</HI> nor the Sanctuary of <HI>White-fryers,</HI> the Forts of <HI>Fullers|rents,</HI> and <HI>Milford-lane,</HI> who&s;e walls are dayly batter'd with the cur&s;es of bawling creditors. My debts are payd; and here's a &s;tock remayning of Gold, pure Gold harke how &s;weetly it chincks.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Carle&s;s &s;eals his Letters.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and 'twill ring the changes &s;hortly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>For nece&s;&s;aries <HI>Wat,</HI> for nece&s;&s;aries it &s;hall change, and Ring all out, and 'twil &s;o long as I have an Unkle, and know to mannage him, let money flie,</P>
<P>I can no fa&s;ter &s;pend then he &s;upply.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>For nece&s;&s;aries &s;ir, but you mu&s;t not now count Sack and Tobacco, Whores and Fidlers in abundance, nece&s;|&s;aries.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why pray?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Becau&s;e you'l have but little then for extraor|dinaries, That is to &s;ay in a Gentleman for charitable, and pious works and u&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>The fellow's &s;poy'ld.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not &s;poy'ld neither: For I would but wave your purpo&s;e of flying at all new Game, and neglect your poore whore, who now begins to be &s;o violent for
<PB REF="23">
wrongs, &s;hee can no longer beare, that &s;hee intends to pur&s;ue you with her complaints hither to your Unkles Hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Unkles hou&s;e? my hou&s;e. Is not the fir&s;t Mor|nings draught mine?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>With great rea&s;on, for you are fir&s;t dry in the morning.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is not the que&s;tion fir&s;t ask'd mee, what will you have to breakfa&s;t? what will plea&s;e you for Dinner, and what for Supper? Has not my Unkle let out mo|nies, and taken Bonds and Morgages in my name? doe not his Tenants crowch to mee, and his &s;ervants all call me young Ma&s;ter? And dos not my Unkle take care to marry mee to ten thou&s;and pound, and a thing like a wife?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have got a brave po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion here, I mu&s;t needs &s;ay; and I applaud your fortune mo&s;t in this, tha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> your young Aunt the noble Lady here, who you &s;ee feard would prove a cruell Stepdame to you, appeare<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> to be more friend to you then your Unkle. 'Tis a mo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> gracious Sun-&s;hine in her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee &s;hall lo&s;e nothing by't. I have thought a way to requite her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;ir, for Mi&s;tris <HI>Phebe,</HI> will you take no or|der for the poore &s;oule?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I do not like your zealous &s;olicitation, but her<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> an order for her, in an&s;wer of her Malipert Letter yo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> brought me la&s;t night. Give it her, and the&s;e five pieces upon condition that &s;hee never come, write, or &s;end to me againe, till I &s;end to her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's &s;omewhat hard Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay look you <HI>Wat,</HI> you are a little mi&s;taken i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> me. I mu&s;t give over whoring, for &s;peciall cau&s;es there unto me moving.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>O now I finde you. And 'twere richly wort<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">
<PB REF="23">
your patience, if you could winne the Widow by't, for whom you &s;tood in faire election once, untill your la&s;t debauchment.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall &s;tand fairer for her &s;ir, when I leave wor|king but a weeke or two, &s;hall I not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, if you leave it quite, but to for&s;ake her whom you have brought low, to fall to others, were &s;uch a thing&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, it may be I will, it may be I wo'nt, what's that to you? carry you the Letter, and the Money, and try how that will worke with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le doe my be&s;t, but if &s;hee &s;hould exclaime, and bring on her Co&s;en Mr. <HI>Saleware</HI> to bee clamo|rous&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Her Cozen's a Cuckold, exclaime and clamorous! give me my money againe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay I am gone &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Saveall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Rogue's in faction with 'em; O noble Mr. <HI>Saveall,</HI> you have mo&s;t fairely kept your minute with me, I have written my Letter, &s;eald it and all, here to the Widow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>So early? that is well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have written no le&s;&s;e then &s;ix large Epi&s;tles this morning, and &s;ent'em now by my Man to be con|vey'd into the Country to Lords and Knights, with all the news &s;pirituall, and temporall, forraine and dome|&s;tick that could po&s;&s;ibly fall into a private Gentlemans Collection.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is it po&s;&s;ible?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>With &s;uch dexterity, that if I would make a Trade on't, I could undoe all the Newes-mongers in Town that live by't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is a mo&s;t commendable practi&s;e in a Gentle|man, and it will mature your judgement in the both
<PB REF="24">
Common-wealth and State affaires, and in &s;hort time in|vite you unto the chaire of <HI>Helme.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>When I am once married, and &s;etled, you &s;hall &s;ee what an a&s;&s;e 'tis, he believes me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>How am I comforted in my Meditation for you, and how over-joy'd will your Unkle be at the u&s;e you make of your retirements!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I confe&s;&s;e it is (by rea&s;on of my unwontedne&s;&s;e to it) &s;ome difficulty for me to write to women; where|fore &s;ince you have &s;o nobly undertaken the conveyance of this, let me be&s;eech you to apologize for the rudenes of my &s;tile.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>To the faire hands of the mo&s;t acompli&s;h'd in ver|tue Mistris</HI> Anne Cro&s;till, <HI>pre&s;ent, I pray with my &s;ervice;</HI> The out-&s;ide hath no rudene&s;&s;e on it, and (I doubt it not) &s;hee &s;hall finde within all &s;weetene&s;&s;e and ur|banity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>As you may interpret it to her &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, what I have already &s;aid, and do intend to &s;ay unto her from your Unkle, and my &s;elfe on your be|halfe, together with what you have here written, &s;hall (I doubt it not) prepare &s;o faire a way of proceeding for you; That at your vi&s;it of her you may &s;ay, <HI>veni, vidi, vici,</HI> &s;he is your own.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And then&mdash;a ha, Mr. <HI>Saveall!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Expect your fortune mode&s;tly, and when it comes embrace it with di&s;cretion.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, I am edified.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is well if you be &s;o; I will put my undertaking in action pre&s;ently, Pray for my good &s;ucce&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I dare not tell him now I cannot; but I wi&s;h well for the Monies &s;ake; and let the Vintners pray, and all the decay'd Sparks about the Towne, whom I will rai&s;e out of a&s;hes into flame againe. Let them pray for my good wokes. O my young Lady aunts grave waiting
<PB REF="24">
Woman. If &s;hee were not hers, and out of this hou&s;e I &s;hould take her for a Bawd now. But being hers, and here how much may I mi&s;take? all fle&s;h is frayle.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nur&s;e with Caudle cup.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not to di&s;turbe your morning Meditations, my Lady has &s;ent you&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And you have brought me, what &s;weet Mi&s;tris <HI>Clo&s;et?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>A part of her Ladi&s;hip<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> own breakfa&s;t, it is very cordiall and comfortable to the &s;pirits, I a&s;&s;ure you, and delectable to the younger &s;ort, and profitable to the old.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>One of <HI>Robert Greenes</HI> workes, or the mad Doctor that preaches boyld in't I thinke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis a compo&s;ition of mine owne Sir, of many excellent decoctions, of mo&s;t whole&s;ome re&s;torative, and co&s;tly ingredients.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That it was &s;ent by her makes it more excel|lent, who&s;e bounteous care of me, I mu&s;t acknowledge exceeds all co&s;t in carving to me, and countenancing me at her Table, in gracing me in pre&s;ence of the Ladies that come to vi&s;it her; in giving charge for decency in all things for my Chamber, my fires &s;hining, my odours burning, my livery &s;erv'd in, my &s;oft and co&s;tly bed pre|par'd and &s;pread with perfum'd linnen&mdash;here's Amber|greece in this now&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>O is it &s;o, doe you finde that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But though &s;hee is my own Unkles wife, I could <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'ne &s;ay 'tis pity a young man had her not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>What a wag's this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee is a mo&s;t &s;weet Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee is a &s;weete Lady indeed, I can be&s;t &s;peake
<PB REF="25">
it that have knowne her from the wombe hitherto: A &s;weete infant &s;hee was borne, and a &s;weete babe I &s;wad|led it, and a &s;weete child I nurs'd it, I traynd it up a &s;weete child. It was in manners a &s;weet child, at her Booke and Sample a &s;weet child. I never whipt it but once, and then it was &s;weete too, and &s;prawl'd but a little, and whimper'd but a little it was &s;o &s;weet a child; And &s;o &s;hee grew upwards, and upwards towards wo|man, and a &s;weet youngling &s;hee was, and &s;o grew up|wards and upwards towards man, and then a &s;weete Bride &s;hee was, and now a mo&s;t &s;weet Lady &s;hee is, (as you &s;ay, and I commend you for it) And &s;o &s;he &s;tands at a &s;tay. For now &s;hee growes no more upwards then upon her Wedding day, not upwards as I would have her upwards, here I meane young Gentlemen, could I but &s;ee a &s;weet babe of hers once by my Ma&s;ter, I could be then content to &s;leep with my Ance&s;tors.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I had rather &s;ee your Gib&s;hip hang'd up with Polcatts in a Warren, and your &s;weet Lady with you, though I confe&s;&s;e that were &s;ome pitty. I hope her bar|renne&s;&s;e, or his will pre&s;erve her from my cur&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope &s;till, and &s;hee hopes &s;till; and I make him of this broth for every morning, and many other good &s;trengthning things (I cannot &s;ay for the &s;ame purpo&s;e) for I &s;hall never &s;ee him have an heire by her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Excellent! that's be&s;t of all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Becau&s;e you then are heire, &s;ay you &s;o? Is that your love to your Aunt?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>No I prote&s;t <HI>Nur&s;e,</HI> I meant by the broth, the bottome was the be&s;t of all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then I cry mercy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cannot all thy art, and her co&s;t finde helpe for my Unkle, think'&s;t thou, to get a child?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Helpe! what dee meane. He might have helpe
<PB REF="25">
and helpes enough, were &s;he not too vertuous.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still thou mi&s;tak'&s;t me <HI>Nur&s;e.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away wag away, your Aunt loves you too well to thinke &s;o of her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nur&s;e</HI> as I hope to inherit any thing here|after&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hould but &s;erve you well to tell her your good thought of her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nur&s;e,</HI> by this good&mdash;peece I thinke no harme.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, nay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take it I &s;ay. And tell her if thou wilt, that I love her &s;o well, that were &s;hee not mine Unkles wife, I would get her an heire my &s;elfe rather then be his.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Kinde young Ma&s;ter, now I am heartily &s;orry that I mov'd you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And for my Unkle were I his heire apparent, I rather wi&s;h he might live till all this World were weary of him, and the next affraid to take him.</P>
<P>Then I &s;urvive him (Tonuge, a pox puni&s;h you for lying)</P>
<P>Now I live well, and merily good <HI>Nur&s;e,</HI></P>
<P>Wealth and E&s;tates, bring cares and troubles with'em,</P>
<P>Were all young heires of my contented mind,</P>
<P>Parents and Patrons would be better prayd for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Gentleman.</P>
<P><HI>Nur&s;e</HI> Clo&s;et.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Lady within&mdash;Clo&s;et&mdash;</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my Lady calls.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pre&s;ent my thanks and be&s;t re&s;pects unto her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hould ha' told you fir&s;t&mdash;I ha' forgot. My head is naught,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What member ha&s;t thou good then?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lady de&s;ires you&mdash;This talke has put me out&mdash;O this head! My Lady de&s;ires you&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>De&s;ires &s;hee me <HI>Nur&s;e?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="26">
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes &s;ir, &s;hee de&s;ires you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Refu&s;e me if I de&s;ire not her as much, for all &s;he is my Unkles leavings.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lady de&s;ires you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;hee &s;hall have me <HI>Nur&s;e</HI>&mdash;And &s;he were ten Unkles wives, and &s;he ten of mine Aunts.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>O this head! nay now you will not heare mee, &s;hee de&s;ires you to goe abroad in the Coach with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Any whither, to <HI>I&s;lington, Newington, Pading|ton, Ken&s;ington,</HI> or any of the City out-leaps (I know'em all) for a &s;pirt and back againe, tell her I am up and ready for her, and could ha' been without her &s;tirrup porredge, though I thanke her for her care. A man can not be too well prepar'd, or provided for &s;o &s;weete a Lady, in &s;o much di&s;tre&s;&s;e. A very <HI>Andromeda,</HI> chain'd to a Rock.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Takes up his Cloak &amp; Sword&punc;</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's this you &s;ay? I under&s;tand no word of it, I would take your an&s;wer right, though I falter'd in my Ladies me&s;&s;age.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Devills in this overruning Tongue of mine, I could finde in my heart to worme him out with my teeth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>What mu&s;t I tell my Lady Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That I am more oblig'd to her Ladi&s;hip then I was to my Mother, &s;hee has brought mee a new man into the World, and that my Being and my Life is hers.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Lady.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope hee's a true convertite, did I &s;end you to hold di&s;cour&s;e here, Clo&s;et?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor did I Madam but <HI>I</HI> could heare this Gentle|man a whole day methinks. Hee &s;peakes &s;o acknow|ledgingly of your Ladi&s;hips vertue, and goodne&s;&s;e to|wards him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="26">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am beholding to him, will you goe with mee Nephew to the Exchange? I am to buy &s;ome toyes there for the Country, you may get a fancy by't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good, I mu&s;t weare her favours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or cannot you forbeare your &s;tudy &s;o long?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>To doe you &s;ervice Madam, under who&s;e com|mands I build my happine&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be not at the di&s;tance of complement with mee good Nephew.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would not be thought in&s;olent deare Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come the Coachman grumbles at my &s;tay, and 'twill be Dinner-time pre&s;ently, &s;o the Cooke will be an|gry too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are all tenderne&s;&s;e to your &s;ervants Ma|dam.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>A &s;weete Gentleman, and bountifull, if my Lady had been ble&s;t with &s;uch a Husband, what a place had I had!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT III.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Cro&s;till reading a Letter, Saveall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>DOe you know the contents Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> of the familiar Epi&s;tle you have brought me here?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>No Lady, but I gue&s;&s;e it a faire expre&s;&s;ion of the Writers affection to you, although hee de&s;ired mee to crave your pardon for the rudene&s;&s;e of his &s;tile, it being the fir&s;t that hee hath compo&s;ed of that con|&s;equence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="27">
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha, I'le tru&s;t you &s;ir, with the full know|ledge of it, pray read it your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I finde &s;hee is plea&s;ed, and my indeavour pro&s;|perous, for the young Gentleman, I am &s;orry that I de|laid a day in the delivering of it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray read it out &s;ir, for I finde it &s;o plea&s;ant that I could heare it a whole day together.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Reades.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>In the fir&s;t place you &s;hall give mee leave to wonder at your impudence (though it be but in your dreames) to have a thought that I ever intended, or can be drawne by per&s;wa&s;ion, force, or the power of witch|craft to marry you</HI>&mdash;</P>
<P>Ble&s;&s;e mee! &s;ure if hee writ this, the Devill dictated to him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>On &s;ir, that's but his fir&s;t charge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Secondly, I am to tell you, that I am warme in mine &V;nkles favour. And 'tis not a peece a time, or five peeces for a peece of plea&s;ure can undoe mee; and &s;o I can have change, and &s;cape the captivity of Wedlock.</P>
<P><HI>This could no otherwi&s;e be done but by the Devill that ought him the &s;hame.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What follows I pray, there's the fir&s;t and &s;econd point pa&s;t? marke his method.</P>
</SP>
<LETTER LANG="eng">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thirdly, and la&s;tly, let mee advi&s;e you, &s;ince you are &s;o hot upon Marriage, though I a&s;&s;ure my+&s;elfe you love none but mee, (and I thanke you for't) that you frame or di&s;&s;emble an affection to &s;ome one of the City, who is but comparative to your &s;elfe in blood and fortune, and &s;o you may make by-u&s;e of me as your friend, and have children like me,</P>
</SP>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>GEORGE CARELESSE.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</LETTER>
<SP>
<PB REF="27">
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Have you ever heard &s;o queint a Love Letter?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lady, the injury done in it, to your &s;elfe is un|an&s;werable, but my wrong in being his Me&s;&s;enger, I will make him an&s;wer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Excu&s;e me Sir, he has done me a favour; I pray informe him &s;o with my great thankes. But for what you conceive a wrong to your &s;elfe, u&s;e your di&s;cretion, you have no more to &s;ay to me for him at this pre&s;ent, have you &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not for him but again&s;t him, I will un &s;ay all that I &s;ayd before intended for his good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>But i'le not heare you wrong your former love, and judgement of him &s;o, which made &s;o deepe impre&s;|&s;ion here, that I had lock'd his love up as a Jewell in my Brea&s;t, and you in &s;triving now to wre&s;t it thence may breake the Cabinet; I rather wi&s;h you'l be a friend|ly meanes to draw his pre&s;ence hither, that I my &s;elf may mildly que&s;tion him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you &s;erious Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I feare I &s;hall not re&s;t before I &s;ee him, but doe not tell him that, le&s;t in this <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ullen humour, hee force his ab&s;ence to afflict mee more; I'le hold you &s;ir no lon|ger, deale for me as you can, I know you have a gue&s;&s;e at my de&s;ire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le doe you &s;ervice in it.</P>
<STAGE>Exit Cro&s;till.</STAGE>
<P>I gue&s;&s;e that her de&s;ire is to doe &s;ome act of Revenge upon him. And (&s;o it be not mortall) it were but Ju|&s;tice in her for &s;o gro&s;&s;e a &s;corne by him ca&s;t upon a well reputed Gentleman. Yet is it ob&s;erv'd in her that &s;hee has a violent humour to do, and not to doe things often|times wilfully again&s;t all good councell or per&s;wa&s;ion, &s;hee has the &s;pirit of contradiction in her, and an unal|terable re&s;olution upon &s;odaine intentions, a mo&s;t incor|rigible will &s;hee has that will not bow nor breake. This cro&s;&s;e abu&s;ive Letter therefore may doe good upon her,
<PB REF="28">
however mi&s;chievous hee might intend it. If &s;hee meant well to him before, it may the fa&s;ter bring her on, but it amazes me that hee &s;hould write &s;o, bearing his Unkle, and my &s;elfe in hand, that hee &s;o fairely lov'd her, and be&s;ought us to negotiate with her for him, &s;hould &s;hee forgive it, yet the wrong to us in his vile manners is un|pardonable, and &s;o &s;ir, I come to you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Carele&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What mi&s;chiefe or de&s;pight have I e're done you,</L>
<L>That could provoke your de&s;perate &s;pleene again&s;t mee,</L>
<L>To wound mine honour?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What doe you meane good &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You have employed mee ba&s;ely, made mee your</L>
<L>Carrier of &s;candall, and &s;currility to the hands</L>
<L>Of noblene&s;&s;e and vertue. Could the Fiend</L>
<L>Lu&s;t that is in you &s;uffer you to write</L>
<L>No other Sen&s;e or Language to a per&s;on</L>
<L>Of her faire Name, and Worth, then &s;uch as Ruffians</L>
<L>Would &s;end to &s;trumpets? or it being &s;uch.
<STAGE>Enter Wat.</STAGE></L>
<L>Could not a Porter, or your Pandare there</L>
<L>Serve for the lewd conveyance?</L>
<L>What a welcom's that!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You might &s;afer</L>
<L>Ha' &s;ent it &s;o, and your own right hand with it;</L>
<L>Then to have drawn my ju&s;t revenge upon you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draws.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold I be&s;eech you, and &s;ir, though I lo&s;e the Widow by my error (which was indeed but a meere accident) let mee not be &s;o mi&s;erable made as to lo&s;e you, before you heare a &s;hort Examination&mdash;</P>
<LG>
<L>Deliver'd you the Letter which I &s;ent</L>
<L>Ye&s;terday to the Dam&s;ell that you wot of?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes &s;ir, &s;hee read it, ki&s;t it a hundred times,</L>
<L>Then made a bo&s;ome Idoll on't,</L>
<L>And &s;ayes you are the noble&s;t Gentleman,</L>
<L><PB REF="28">Under a Saint that e're tooke care for &s;inner.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hell take her for a mi&s;taking whore,</L>
<L>Shee has the widows Letter, and the widow hers,</L>
<L>I found it &s;ir, when you judiciou&s;ly</L>
<L>Said it was Ruffian-like, and Strumpet&punc; language.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>How could you erre &s;o &s;trangely?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O &s;lightly, &s;lightly, cur&s;e o' my heedle&s;s braine!</L>
<L>And then too be trapp'd with carele&s;ne&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>When I was &s;o religiou&s;ly re&s;olv'd,</L>
<L>T'incline to vertue, and a Marriage life,</L>
<L>Thinking with one hand to ca&s;t off my follies,</L>
<L>And to take hold of vertue with the other,</L>
<L>For &s;ir, (I will confe&s;&s;e my &s;elfe to you)</L>
<L>The Letter you conveyed was in defiance,</L>
<L>A loo&s;e liv'd wanton, intended to a whore,</L>
<L>That impudently hopes an intere&s;t in me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>It was not &s;o directed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I there was</L>
<L>(The Hell confound it on't) my giddines:</L>
<L>I &s;eald both Letters e're I &s;uper&s;crib'd 'em,</L>
<L>And &s;o gave each the contrary direction.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>'Twas a gro&s;&s;e carele&s;ne&s;&s;e, and if you lo&s;e</L>
<L>A fortune by't, do not blame your friends.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That fortune &s;hould favour a whore before</L>
<L>An hone&s;t woman. 'Twas the &s;weete&s;t Letter,</L>
<L>The daintie&s;t winning things&mdash;(the Devills in't)</L>
<L>Shee mu&s;t not carry't from the widow &s;o.</L>
<L>Fetch mee the Letter againe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you thinke &s;hee'l part with't &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cannot you beat it out of her &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot tell how to do that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thus &s;ir&mdash;i'le give you demon&s;tration, you ma|licious Rogue, you that con&s;pir&s;t with her to betray me, &s;o good a Ma&s;ter I have beene to thee, and &s;o good a friend to her, i'le recompence you both.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="29">
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have undone us both, and will di&s;card us now you are warme in your Unkles bo&s;ome agen&mdash;but&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But what you Traitor you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>You put me in good minde, and if I do not &s;ome|what.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I owe you &s;omewhat for your la&s;t-nights ab&s;ence, too pernicious Villaine that kep&s;t thy &s;elfe out o' the way o' purpo&s;e that I &s;hould bee drunke, and abu&s;e my &s;elf, and the hou&s;e here all lay o' your ab&s;ence, There's &s;omewhat more for that.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Beats him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis all upon account &s;it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who knowes an hone&s;t Servingman that wants a good Ma&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was it your mans fault Mr. <HI>Carele&s;&s;e?</HI> if I be not reveng'd &amp;c.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>No faith, To &s;peak truth he was as much abus'd in it, as you in doing a thing as contrary to his vile con|ditions, as you did to your noble Name. But I crave onely your pardon, I know not what I doe be&s;ides. This cro&s;&s;e blow of chance &s;taggers my rea&s;on &s;o&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, &s;ince I have found the errour, my rea&s;on reconciles me to you, and &s;ince it grew out of your equall intent to ca&s;t off the evill, as to embrace the good, I will re-mediate for you to the widow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But yet &s;hee'l know I have had a whore. Yet then you may &s;ay, 'tis &s;uch a running Di&s;ea&s;e among young Gentlemen, that not one of a hundred has &s;cap'd it, that have prov'd &s;tay'd men afterwards, and very &s;o|ber husbands; As looke you yonders one may prove, whom now I have in good &s;ooth a great de&s;ire to beate.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Lady, and Bellamy talking.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>In your Aunts pre&s;ence, and your Unkles hou&s;e; Though I were not his friend; could you be &s;o outragi|ous? I mu&s;e I &s;ee him here though.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="29">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cry you mercy &s;ir, are you his friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I make my &s;elfe &s;o, hee being dependent to my noble&s;t Lord, whom I am bound to honour.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Lord I pray, that I may honour him too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Lord <HI>Lovely.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That loves women above wine, wine above wealth, wealth above friend, and friends above him&s;elfe. There's no &s;candall in all that &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>It goes &s;o of him indeed, but he loves honor above all tho&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> a word.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your &s;ervant Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>In the name of fle&s;h, for what dos his Lord&s;hip employ that Angle-worme to my Aunt? Hee has had her this houre in private conference, clo&s;e chamberd up together, not &s;o much as Matron <HI>Nur&s;e</HI> in the roome with 'em, 'Tis a fine &s;leeke thing, and almo&s;t pitty to hunt it, but &s;ure I mu&s;t beat it, as place and time conve|nient may &s;erve.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> move you my Husband for it, I would not medle in his money matters wil|lingly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Five hundred pound for my Lord upon the men|tioned &s;ecurity, I will break it to &s;ir <HI>Oliver.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is that the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e after &s;o much privacy? <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">very prety, my Aunts a woman too, and me Unkle may have as forked a fortune, as any of the City, that lend out mo|ney to hedge in Lord&s;hips.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am his Lord&s;hips &s;ervant.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I your Lord&s;hips good Madam. And yours Mr. <HI>Saveall.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am for your way Mr. <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I &s;ir, and't plea&s;e you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Sav. Bel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>George Carele&s;&s;e,</HI> I would &s;peak with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="30">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>May I not wait upon your Gentleman to the Gate Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>No good <HI>George,</HI> though I commend your cur|te&s;ie, yet would I not you &s;hould neglect your owne dignity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Umh&mdash;I am under Government.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>The young man, if you have mode&s;ty will thinke you mock him, if not you'l make him become arrogant, know you not who&s;e man he is?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>No tis apparent, this over-&s;lighting of him pro|claimes &s;hee loves him, who&s;e follower Madam, and I know Lords followers, Knights fellows.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not all Lords followers to all Knights <HI>George.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>To as many as their faire Ladies will give way to, that are not faint-hearted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I under&s;tand you not <HI>George;</HI> &s;omething troubles you, you are not right to day.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am only as I am in your favour Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come I know what perplexes you&punc; and 'tis there|fore that I de&s;ire to talke with you; I am not angry with you, but let mee tell you <HI>George,</HI> although not openly I tooke notice of the pickle you came home in la&s;t night, after your Unkle was in Bed; to whom, mer|vayling at your ab&s;ence I excus'd you, as gone at my reque&s;t to vi&s;it &s;ome Ladies with whom you &s;taid Supper, I told him, when you were with your Roucers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But did you never go?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed I did, and he was &s;atisfied.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my &s;weet Lady Aunt<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">! I was indeed among&s;t'em, and deeply merry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>And drunke as deeply!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will abu&s;e your goodne&s;&s;e &s;o no more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Say and hold <HI>George,</HI> for your own good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's now become of mee, I am under cor|rection.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="30">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would you could have &s;eene your &s;elfe, and how your di&s;gui&s;e became you, as I was told, I do but friend|ly tell you of &s;ome pa&s;&s;ages, as they were to mee related, by tho&s;e whom I have charm'd to &s;peake no more on't. Be &s;ecure therefore in your Unkle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my deare heavenly Aunt!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fir&s;t, at the doore you bounc'd like a Giant at the Gate of an inchanted Ca&s;tle, before which could be opened offence was taken by you at your Sedan-men; for asking money (as appeard afterwards) more then you brought from the Taverne, and leaving their office fouler by a di&s;temper'd &s;tomach-full, then you found it. In the &s;trife for the&s;e &s;ad cau&s;es your Sword being &s;eiz'd on, you being unable to u&s;e it, were found by my &s;ervants at <HI>Luggs</HI> with your brace of Corps bearers, in the dirt, and their poore hovill Chaire turnd on his ridge in the Kennell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le never be drunk agen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope you will &s;ay &s;o, when you have heard all <HI>George;</HI> but by the way your late &s;tock being &s;pent, here are ten peeces towards a &s;upply.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;weet golden Aunt!</P>
<P>Well &s;ir, the &s;triefe appeas'd, you were tane in. Then hay is there no Sack i'the hou&s;e? Tis for you in you Chamber is replid, up you are had, where is the Rogue my man? not &s;eene &s;ince Ye&s;terday; Fetch me a wench. Ble&s;&s;e us cries old <HI>Sim</HI> the Butler, wee have none i'th hou&s;e, nor cannot &s;end for any out o' dores. Do&s;t&mdash;tell me that? is not my Ladies Woman, my Ladies Chamber-maide, the Laundry-maide, the wench under the Cooke, my Ladies Nur&s;e old <HI>Winter plum,</HI> nor my Lady her &s;elfe within? I know, or will know all the &s;hee things in the hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>But why me up in your bedroll <HI>George?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>P<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eigh.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Beats his head</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You remember none o' this!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="31">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is not worth it Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor how you &s;car'd Chamber-maid, whom <HI>I</HI> &s;ent in love to &s;ee care taken for you, not dreaming of any ill thought in you, doe you remember how you told her, and what you would give her, when your Unkle died for a &s;mall pre&s;ent curte&s;ie? &s;he was faine to &s;aisfie you with a fal&s;e promi&s;e to &s;teale to bed to you before foure men could force, or humor you into it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What an unhallowed Ra&s;call was <HI>I!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis well you con&s;ider it now. And &s;till con&s;ider <HI>George.</HI></P>
<P>How ill exce&s;&s;e of Wine, Roaring and VVhoring be|comes a Gentleman, and how well &s;obrietie, curte&s;ie, and noble action, and dangers wait upon the one &s;ort, and what &s;afety accompanies the other!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wine, Roaring and Whoring, <HI>I</HI> will lay that &s;ay|ing of yours Madam to my heart; but Wine is the great wheele that &s;ets the re&s;t a whirling.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>True <HI>George,</HI> for had you not fir&s;t beene <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ullied with Wine, you would not have abus'd your &s;elfe to ha tumbled in the dirt with your Litter-mules, nor offer'd to &s;educe my Chamber-maide. Suppo&s;e you had over|come her, how could you have come off but with &s;hame to your &s;elfe, and the utter ruine of the poore Wench?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still &s;hee corrects me for my medling with ba&s;e matters and people, &s;hee is not angry &s;hee &s;ayes, though <HI>I</HI> call'd for her la&s;t night i'my drinke, &s;hee gives me mo|ny, <HI>I</HI> will now under&s;tand her, and whereunto all her former favours and her later admonitions are directed, and pre&s;ently appeare a gratefull Nephew.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, bee not &s;ad upon it <HI>George,</HI> as <HI>I</HI> would win you from your faults, <HI>I</HI> would have you &s;till be cheer|full. If any thought troubles you, you may be free with me <HI>George.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="31">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Madam you have made me, and now take me to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>How meane you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Freely and wholly, the true&s;t, faithfull&s;t &s;ervant, and I thinke the able&s;t that any Lady of your lacks and longings ever be&s;towd a favour on, though I &s;ay'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> my &s;elf. You'l &s;wear't when you have tri'd me, and't be but houre|ly for a month together.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is the man &s;ound troe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I defy Surgeon, or the Potecary can come again&s;t mee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sound i' your &s;en&s;es &s;ir, I meane.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O for blabbing Madam never feare mee, now I am re&s;olv'd to live &s;oberly, and be onely yours. And with &s;uch plea&s;ure, with &s;uch &s;afety, &s;ecre&s;ie, and fulne&s;&s;e, I will &s;o con&s;tantly &s;upply you, that you &s;hall not have time to dreame of the defects of your old man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you meane your Unkle, and not know who&s;e wrong you unnaturally and &s;infully pur&s;ue?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>No man living Madam can doe it for him, more naturally and le&s;&s;e &s;infully; I am of the &s;ame fle&s;h and blood, and bring his youth to your plea&s;ure, how can you thinke old Unkles children are got? or how came up the proverbe, <HI>Shee is one of mine Aunts,</HI> doe you thinke? You would have a child by him. All your Cawdells and Cock-broaths will never doe it, An old mans generative &s;pirit runs all into braine, and that runs after covetou&s;ne&s;&s;e too, get wealth, not children. Believe it, much Nephews helpe belongs to it, and then the chil|dren are not degenerate, I cannot thinke but many Unkles know it, and give way to it, becau&s;e &s;tranger bloods &s;hall not inherit their Lands, and &s;o &s;weet Aunt if I live not to inherit his, my &s;on may, in your fir&s;t born. There will be a &s;weet comfort to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="32">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>But is all this in earne&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>In earne&s;t? yes, And I pray &s;o take it, and let it be a bargaine, and now pre&s;ently in the Chamber, I will make you my fir&s;t payment for the purchace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fie, fie, you doe but &s;ay &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That &s;hall be tri'd pre&s;ently. Come &s;weet Ma|dam, I finde you are willing, and I &s;weare I am re&s;olute, and will be as &s;ecret as your own woman, if you will not goe I prote&s;t i'le carry you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay preythee <HI>George</HI> &s;et me down a little.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>P&s;ewgh&mdash;I need none o' the&s;e whe&s;ings I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>But prathee tell mee, do&s;t thou not all this onely to trie me, or am I a Rogue thinke you, or would&s;t thou &s;eriou&s;ly that thine own naturall Unkle, thy bountifull Patron, nay thy father on the matter, &s;hould &s;uffer &s;uch a wrong, and done by us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Harke there againe, Madam have I not proved &s;ufficiently and plainely, that I &s;hall in doing the feate for him doe him the greate&s;t right in the world, in getting him, and you an indubitable heire, and to give him both the comfort, and the glory of it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was ever &s;uch a Reprobate?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And you can doe him no wrong (though you had not a Ladies priviledge) to Cuckold him, for a&s;&s;ure your &s;elfe hee Cuckqueanes you, now come Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;peake not on your knowledge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I never was his Pimpe, but what I have heard, I have heard. Now come Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I heard Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> prote&s;t within the&s;e three days that hee thought my Husband the cha&s;te&s;t man (of a Gentleman) that he knows.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O did hee &s;o, Madam, believe it they two have whor'd together, and that <HI>Saveall</HI> has pimpt for him of|tener then you ever lay with my Unkle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What! &s;ince he married me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="32">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What el&s;e? <HI>Saveall</HI> is not onely his grave Para|&s;ite, but his Pimpe, and has &s;pent my Unkle more in the&s;e civill punctuall wayes, then I in all my whole de|bauches, what did you thinke hee kept him for? O they are a brace of &s;ubtle dry Tweakes, come now Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What an inhumane Villain's this&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le tell you all now upon our inward acquain|tance.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have told too much already to have any ac|quaintance with me at all, nor &s;hall you, unle&s;&s;e you pre|&s;ently recant all that you have, or would have &s;aid upon this &s;ubject.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stand further and replie not, le&s;&s;e I call in tho&s;e that &s;hall &s;adly &s;ilence you. Have you abus'd your Unkle, and the next be&s;t friend you have i' the World, in hope thereby to abu&s;e mee mo&s;t, that was no enemy of yours till now you ju&s;tly have provok'd me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I tooke not a right cour&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was this the be&s;t con&s;truction you could make of my love to you, or a fit requitall, to make me an ince&s;tu|ous Whore?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, a pox my cour&s;e was right enough, but I undertooke her at an ill &s;ea&s;on. Her &s;pruce &s;pringall left her but now, i'le tell her &s;o Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come I perceive you are &s;orry; and that's a part of &s;atisfaction. Therefore for once I'le winke at your tran&s;gre&s;&s;ion, e&s;pecially before others. Here's one you &s;ee.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe, the Devill blind her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nur.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>But tempt me &s;o againe, and i'le undoe you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="33">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know how you'l undoe mee witty Madam, <HI>Ah</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay be not &s;ad <HI>George,</HI> di&s;cover not your &s;elfe, and you are &s;afe, for once I tell you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee'l come about I &s;ee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>But will you Cozen goe, and doe that for me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t readily good Madam, I have your full di|rections.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>All Co&s;en, if you forget not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot be &s;o negligent in your &s;ervice Madam, I finde by this fain'd errand &s;hee dares not tru&s;t her trol|lop there, I love her wit now too.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is both &s;choold, and coold I hope. Now <HI>Clo&s;et</HI> what's your News?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Of a Citizen Madam that intreats to &s;peake with your Ladi&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you not know his Name, or Trade?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, I had both eene now, but I have &s;uch a Head.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you have lo&s;t 'em by the way pray go back and &s;eeke 'em, or bring you his bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I ask'd his bu&s;ine&s;&s;e Madam, and told him hee might tru&s;t mee with it without a hand to his booke, but he &s;aid it could not be delivered, but by his owne word o' mouth to your Ladi&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;trange matter is it troe? or what Citizen, is not his Name <HI>Saleware?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Madam, and he is a (O this head) a&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Silkeman is he not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Madam the &s;ame.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope his impudent Wife has not told him all; if &s;hee has, where's his remedy in this Womans Law|ca&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's a Gentleman with him too Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then wee &s;hall have it, 'Tis his Wife &s;ure, well I
<PB REF="33">
am prepar'd for the incounter. Bid 'em come up, if they grow violent or too bold with mee, i'le &s;et my Nephew <HI>George</HI> upon 'em. 'Tis not his Wife, what Creature is it troe with me, Mr. <HI>Saleware?</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saleware, Phebe.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Craving your pardon Madam, a few words in the behalfe of this poore Kin&s;ewoman of mine, touching a Gentleman, who I heare lives in your Hou&s;e, Mr. <HI>George Carele&s;&s;e,</HI> Madam, by whom &s;hee has received much injury.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>How &s;ir I pray?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray Madam read this Letter, weepe not, but hold up thy head Cuz, wee will not be da&s;ht, nor ba&s;ht in a good cau&s;e; pray read you Madam.</P>
</SP>
<LETTER LANG="eng">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am now (Lady) in favour with my &V;nkle, and in faire po&s;&s;ibility of a good Estate, deporting my &s;elfe (I intend to doe) a civill Gentleman. To which end (induc'd as well by rea&s;on, as by long continued affections) I tender my &s;elfe to you in the holy con|dition of Marriage. If you vouch&s;afe your con&s;ent, (which is my mo&s;t earne&s;t reque&s;t) I &s;hall not onely declare my &s;elfe a good Husband, but the most happy,</P>
</SP>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>GEO. CARELESSE.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</LETTER>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wherein appeares the injury to your Kin&s;wo|man?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>In flying from his Word, and Deed Madam. He has borne her in hand the&s;e two yeares, and u&s;e her at his plea&s;ure, detaining her from her choyce of many good fortunes, and at la&s;t &s;ends her this to make amends for all, and denies his act the next day, &s;ending his man to take the Letter from her, pretending 'twas directed to another. But never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word Co&s;en, we will not be da&s;ht nor ba&s;ht, I warrant thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="34">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's the direction. <HI>To the Lilly white Hands of Mi&s;tris Mariana Gymcrack,</HI> is that your Name Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am the &s;orrowfull one that is knowne by it Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word Co&s;en.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I conceive the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, and find the error, and my great doubt is over.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Weepe not I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What would you have me doe Mr. <HI>Saleware?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have di&s;cretion Madam, and I made choice of your Ladi&s;hip to open this matter unto you, rather then to Sir <HI>Oliver</HI> him&s;elfe, whom I would not willing|ly exa&s;perate again&s;t his Nephew, you may be plea&s;ed in a milder way to temper him, and worke a &s;atisfaction for my Kin&s;ewoman; Sir <HI>Oliver</HI> and your &s;elfe Madam, are noble Cu&s;tomers to my Shop, and for your &s;akes I would not deale rigourou&s;ly with your Kin&s;eman, if a gentle end may be made. But, if you cannot &s;o compound it, the Law lies open, money and friends are to be found, a good cau&s;e &s;hall not be &s;terv'd, I will not be da&s;ht not ba&s;ht, <HI>Sapientia mea mihi</HI> is my word, and &s;o good Madam you know my mind.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis pity a Gentlewoman &s;hould &s;uffer too much, and I like her &s;o well at fir&s;t &s;ight, that I am ea&s;ily mov'd to doe good for her, is &s;hee your Kin&s;ewoman in blood Mr. <HI>Saleware,</HI> or your wifes?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mine I a&s;&s;ure your Ladi&s;hip, though my wife can boa&s;t as great and noble friends I thank fortune, as the wife of any Trade&s;man that carries a head in the City, (but that's by the by) yet I came of a better hou&s;e, and am a Gentleman borne, none di&s;prais'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well Mr. <HI>Saleware,</HI> leave your Kin&s;ewoman with me a little while, you &s;hall not be &s;cene in my act, i'le try what I can doe for her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="34">
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>With all my heart good Madam, and dee heare <HI>Marina,</HI> This is a noble Lady, beare your &s;elfe di&s;creetly in the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, and towards her: you may get a Hus|band by't, or at lea&s;t a compo&s;ition that may purchace one to &s;holder you up. But carry it high and worthy of the hou&s;e I brag of, or&mdash;<HI>Sapientia mea mihi, &s;tultitia tua tibi,</HI> That's my &s;entence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, you neede not doubt my high Car|riage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Clo&s;et.</HI></P>
<STAGE>Enter Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<P>Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take&punc; this Gentlewoman to your Chamber, and I charge you let none &s;ee her, or take notice of her, but your &s;elfe and me, till I give order.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<P>I &s;hall doe &s;omething for her doubt not Ma&s;ter <HI>Sale|ware.</HI></P>
<STAGE>Exit. Lady.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall be bound to your Ladi&s;hip, now to my Shop, to which I thanke my Wife &s;hee has beene a Wild|cat the&s;e two dayes, which mu&s;t be borne with as wee are friends. And from my Hou&s;e all Night, and yet no Greene-goo&s;e-faire-time; Nor though &s;hee were &s;o ab|&s;ent mu&s;t I be &s;o unfriendly as to que&s;tion her, where, or with whom &s;hee was; a new Article this twixt Man and Wife! But <HI>Sapientia mea mihi, &s;tultitia &s;ua &s;ibi.</HI> Thus it mu&s;t be where Man and Wife are friends, and will continue &s;o in &s;pight of chance, or high heeld &s;hooes, that will awry &s;ometimes with any Women. Shee is not yet come home heere. What<NOTE PLACE="marg">The Shop di&s;cover'd, Alicia, &amp; Bellamy.</NOTE> Ladies that, and not my Wife there to handle her hand&s;omely for her Money? My &s;ervants are &s;uch A&s;&s;inegoes! &s;tay, are mine eyes perfect? 'Tis &s;hee, 'tis my Friend|wife, and in the Courtly habit, which &s;o long &s;hee has long'd for. And my Lord <HI>Lovelies</HI> Gammed with her.
<PB REF="35">
His Lord&s;hip lay not at home to Night, neither at his Lodging, I heard that by the way. I cannot thinke my Lord and &s;hee both &s;ate up all Night to &s;ee the Taylors at worke, and to ha&s;ten the fini&s;hing of tho&s;e Cloaths, if &s;hee were with him which I would not be &s;o unfriend|ly to inquire for the worth of a Wife. 'Twas right ho|norably done of him to &s;end her home as gallantly at|tended as attir'd, if &s;hee die&mdash;a&mdash;a&mdash;lie with him all Night, which I will not be &s;uch a bea&s;t to believe al|though I kn<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">w it. I mu&s;t come on her with a little wit though, for which I will precogitate.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A.</SPEAKER>
<P>Once more your &s;tory, for I am not &s;atisfied with thrice being told it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can a Woman take &s;o much delight in hearing of another Womans plea&s;ure taken?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>As it was given by you I can, for I am prepard by it to take plea&s;ure from you, and &s;hall with greedine&s;&s;e expect it till I have it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then know I pleas'd her &s;o, that &s;hee prote&s;t|ed, (and I believe her) her Husband never pleas'd her &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or any other man you &s;hould ha' put her to that, her Husband's but a Bungler.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>How know you that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe but gue&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay &s;hee &s;wore deeply, and I believ'd her there too, no man be&s;ides her husband but my &s;elfe had e're injoy'd her, but let me tell you Lady, as &s;hee was amply pleas'd &s;he may thanke you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>For &s;ending you, I know &s;hee did and will.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That was the fir&s;t re&s;pect, but not the greate&s;t:</L>
<L>For in our Act of love, our fir&s;t and &s;econd Act&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>In reall deed, I can &s;peak now like an embolden'd Lover.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="35">
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, but what in your Acts of Love?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I had you &s;till in my imagination, and that en|abled mee to be more gratefull to her Lady&s;hip, which wrought her thankfulne&s;&s;e to you, expre&s;t in a hundred pieces, &s;ent by me, more then I tould before, which are your own &s;hee &s;ayes, &s;ince tother morning &s;hee was here with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>That token confirmes all. Had I the &s;pirit of Witchcraft, when puting upon chance for my Revenge, to find Reward! Have you the money?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Safe at my Chamber for you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>O you are cunning, le&s;&s;e I &s;hould breake with you you thought to oblige me by't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le rather run and fetch you twice the &s;umme, I conceal'd it onely to give it you unexpectedly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweete <HI>Bellamy</HI> I am yours, I could be &s;orry now I have lo&s;t &s;o much of thee. This Ki&s;&s;e, and Name your time&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would they had done whi&s;pering once, that I might enter &s;afe in my manners.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>To morrow night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shall you be ready &s;o &s;oone thinke you after your plentifull Lady-fea&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>O with all fulne&s;&s;e both of Delight and Ap|petite.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>And with all faith and &s;ecre&s;ie I am undone el&s;e, you know my vowes unto my Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>And can you thinke I dare be found your meane, to break'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No more my husband comes. Pray Sir returne my thanks unto my Lord for his right noble bounty, and not mine alone, for &s;o my husband in much duty bound al&s;o pre&s;ents his thanks unto his Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, I be&s;eech you &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am your willing Me&s;&s;enger.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="36">
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee is my mo&s;t honored Lord, and has &s;o many wayes obliged me both by my wife, and in mine owne particular that&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I take my leave.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still this is an A&s;&s;inego. I can never get him to &s;tand a Conference, or a Complement with mee. But <HI>Sapientia mea mihi,</HI> what was that friend you made mee &s;end thanks for to his Lord&s;hip, what new favour has hee done us, be&s;ides his councell&mdash;The&s;e Clothes, the co&s;t was mine you told mee, out of the odd hundred pound you tooke, what late Honour has hee done us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t not enough I know Friend? will you ever tran&s;|gre&s;&s;e in your impertinent inqui&s;itions?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cry you mercy friend, I am corrected ju&s;tly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you never be governd by my judgement, and receive that onely fit for you to under&s;tand, which I de|liver to you undemanded? Doe not I know the weight of your floore thinke you? Or doe it you on pur|po&s;e to infringe friend&s;hip, or breake the peace you live in?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word, I hope Friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did you not Covenant with mee that I &s;hould weare what I plea&s;ed, and what my Lord lik'd, that I &s;hould be as Lady-like as I would, or as my Lord de&s;ir'd; that I &s;hould come, and go at mine own plea&s;ure, or as my Lord requir'd; and that we &s;hould be alwayes friends and call &s;o, not after the &s;illie manner of Citizen and Wife, but in the high courtly way?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>All this, and what you plea&s;e &s;weete Courtly|friend <HI>I</HI> grant as <HI>I</HI> love Court-&s;hip, it becomes thee bravely.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>O dos it &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>And <HI>I</HI> am highly honor'd; And &s;hall grow fat by
<PB REF="36">
the envy of my repining Neighbours, that cannot main|taine their Wives &s;o like Court-Ladies, &s;ome perhaps (not knowing wee are friends) will &s;ay &s;hee's but <HI>Tom Salewares</HI> Wife, and &s;hee comes by this Gallantry the Lord knowes how, or &s;o. But <HI>Sapientia mea mihi,</HI> let the A&s;&s;inegos prate while others &s;hall admire thee, &s;itting in thy Shop more glorious, then the Maiden-head in the Mercers armes, and &s;ay there is the Nonparrell, the Pa|ragon of the Citie, the Flower-de-luce of Cheap&s;ide, the Shop Court-ladie, or the Court&s;hop Mi&s;tris, ha' my &s;weet Courtlie friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>How do you talke? As if you meant to in&s;truct'em to abu&s;e me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sapientia mea mihi.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>To prevent that <HI>I</HI> will remove out of their walke, and keepe &s;hop no more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never the le&s;&s;e for a ha&s;ty word <HI>I</HI> hope Friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fie, 'tis uncourtly, and now i'le tell you Friend, unaskd, what <HI>I</HI> have done for you be&s;ides in my late ab|&s;ence, and all under one.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Under one! yes, I could tell her under whom if I dur&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's that you &s;ay Friend? mee thinkes you mutter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>No Friend, I was gue&s;&s;ing what that other thing might bee that you have done for mee, all under one. You have taken the Hou&s;e i'le warrant, that my Lord lik'd &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>By my Lords favour and direction <HI>I</HI> have taken it, And <HI>I</HI> will furni&s;h it &s;o Courtly you'l ad|mire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mu&s;t <HI>I</HI> then give up Shop, or lie &s;o far remote?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No you mu&s;t keepe your Shop Friend, and lie here if you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>And not with you but there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="37">
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No not with me at all Friend, that were mo&s;t un|courtly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>But I &s;hall have a Chamber in your hou&s;e, and next to yours. Then in my Gowne and Slippers Friend at Mid|night&mdash;or the fir&s;t Cock.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Softly for &s;tumbling Friend, i'le doe you any honourable offices with my Lord, as by obtaining &s;utes for you, for which you mu&s;t looke out, and finde what you may fitly beg out of his power, and by courtly fa|vour. But keepe your Shop &s;till Friend, and my Lord will bring and &s;end you &s;uch cu&s;tome, that your Neighbours &s;hall envy your wealth, and not your Wife; you &s;hall have &s;uch commings in abroad and at home, that you &s;hall be the fir&s;t head nominated i' the next Sheriffe &s;ea|&s;on, but I with my Lord will keepe &punc;you from prick|ing. Bee you a Cittizen &s;till Friend, 'tis enough I am Courtly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's a new Courtlie humour, I &s;ee no remedy, unle&s;&s;e <HI>I</HI> run my &s;elfe out of credit, defie the life of a Cit|tizen, and turn Courtly too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's that you &s;ay? doe you not mutter now Friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, not a &s;illable Friend, but may not I give up Shop and turne Courtly too Friend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>As you re&s;pect my Lord, and your own profit, you mu&s;t be a Cittizen &s;till, and <HI>I</HI> am no more a Cittizens Wife el&s;e, and &s;hee mu&s;t be a Cittizens Wife, that wu&s;t doe all in all with my Lord Friends. Though my Lord loves the Clothes of the Court, hee loves the diet of the City be&s;t Friend, what ever <HI>I</HI> weare outwardly hee mu&s;t finde me Cittizens Wife, which Friend, O hee's a &s;weet Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well it &s;hall be then as the &s;weete Lord will have it, <HI>Sapientia mea mihi.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="37">
<HEAD>ACT IV.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Lord Lovely, Crostill, Bellamy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>LAdy, 'tis true hee is a ba&s;hfull Lover,</L>
<L>Unskill'd to court a Widow, has not yet,</L>
<L>The Act methodicall to &s;weare he loves you,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t and will have you, nor the moving boldne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>To &s;tirre your blood by putting of you to't,</L>
<L>Or &s;hewing you how tis, before the Prie&s;t</L>
<L>Declares it lawfull. But he has love and &s;weetne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Which you will find with full and rich content;</L>
<L>And look (look here) what a long, middle finger he has,</L>
<L>Which with thin Jawes, and Roman No&s;e,</L>
<L>Are never fayling &s;ignes of Widowes joyes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lord&s;hip is di&s;pos'd to mirth;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is</L>
<L>My care to put you in a cour&s;e of mirth,</L>
<L>Nay of felicity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>In marrying of that &s;tripling!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do not thinke &s;l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ghtly of him, tho'he appeares</L>
<L>Mode&s;t and ba&s;hfully, if <HI>I</HI> have any judgement,</L>
<L>Hee's a fit match for you. His outward fortune</L>
<L>For his e&s;tate, <HI>I</HI> will make good to him,</L>
<L>And for his inward vertue never doubt</L>
<L>Hee'l make that good to you; However &s;till</L>
<L>He holds his much commended Mode&s;ty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My Lord you much commend his mode&s;tie,</L>
<L>And ba&s;hfulne&s;&s;e, urging your confidence</L>
<L>Of his &s;trange inward hid abilities</L>
<L>(<HI>I</HI> hope your Lord&s;hips pardon) can you tell,</L>
<L><PB REF="38">If hee has with that ba&s;hfull mode&s;ty</L>
<L>Got any of his Mothers Maides with child?</L>
<L>Or of his Fathers Tenants Wifes, or Daughters?</L>
<L>I would have &s;ome a&s;&s;urance.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then i'le tell you.</L>
<L>The&s;e Widowes love to heare of manly acts,</L>
<L>And choo&s;e their husbands by their backs, and faces.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord you &s;aid youl'd tell me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, but I would not have you cunningly</L>
<L>To &s;ift di&s;coveries from me to his wrong.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am loth to &s;peake &s;o plainely to you my Lord,</L>
<L>But by the wor&s;t that you can &s;peake of him</L>
<L>I may the better like him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That's her humor;</L>
<L>Then hearke you Widow, to avoid his blu&s;hes,</L>
<L>Suppo&s;e I tell hee has got a ba&s;tard.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may as well &s;uppo&s;e i'l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;ay 'twas well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;ay you to two or three!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>The more the merrier.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>He has no le&s;&s;e then five old Gentlemens Young Wives with child this Moone, but got all in One weeke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, in good deed, and lu&s;ty.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good deed call you it, to get other Mens Children?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Suppo&s;e they have the husbands con&s;ents.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;uppo&s;e they are wittalls then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>No they are wi&s;ealls, and 'tis a thing in much reque&s;t among landed men, when old and wanting i&s;&s;ue of their owne, to keepe out riotous Kindred from in|heritance, who el&s;e would turne the Land out of the Name.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>An excellent policie!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>You know the Lady <HI>Thrivewell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="38">
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And her old husband, and his riotous Kin&s;eman too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will heare more hereafter, but now to him agen, for whom I am &s;poke&s;man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>In a &s;trange way me thinks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee is &s;ent for farre and neere on tho&s;e occa&s;ions, hee is of &s;o &s;weete a Compo&s;ure, and &s;uch &s;ure taking mettall, that hee employes my care to have him well be&s;towd before he begins to wa&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I&s;t po&s;&s;ible hee has done &s;o much, and &s;ayes &s;o little?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>The deepe&s;t waters are mo&s;t &s;ilent,</P>
<P>But he can &s;peake, and well to <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have made your love knowne to this Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>My love my Lord?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>And have begun your &s;uit; follow't your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>My &s;uit my Lord to her? I never mov'd your Lord&s;hip to't, Tho' I pre&s;ume &s;he may be a happy fortune to one of my condition; a poore and younger brother; onely made rich and happy in your Lord&s;hips &s;ervice, and over-flowing favours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Which i'le take off o' you if you &s;light my care in &s;eeking your preferment to this Lady, of beauty equall with her faire e&s;tate, in both which &s;hee is great, and her atchievement will be the Crowne, and the continuance of all my favours to you, you are lo&s;t&punc; if you pur&s;ue it not, I would thy old Unkle <HI>Bellamy</HI> &s;aw thy Ba&s;h|fulne&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lord&s;hip &s;eemes now to wooe for me, not him, however I am bound in thanks to your noblene&s;&s;e, <HI>in your faire proportion,</HI> I hope, I &s;hall not be &s;o poore to require an advocate, when I &s;hall yeild to have a hu&s;|band. But your mirth becomes your honor, and the young gentlemans re&s;ervednes him, Ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="39">
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How meane you Mi&s;tris <HI>Cro&s;till?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe commend your mirth my Lord, for the lu&s;ty &s;traine you &s;poke him in, that he had yet five children in one weeke, wherein I may pre&s;ume you thought you had mov'd to my liking, ha, ha, ha&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am glad I have made you merry, But you will wi&s;h if you reject him&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>If I reject one that tenders not him&s;elfe! yet I commend his caution.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>As how I pray?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As thinking <HI>I</HI> am one of your ca&s;t peeces</L>
<L>(Knowing how well your Lord&s;hip loves the game)</L>
<L>And now would put mee on him,</L>
<L>But you mi&s;pri&s;e mee &s;infully &s;weet Youth</L>
<L>In &s;uch a thought, how e're you &s;hould not &s;corne</L>
<L>To ride in your Lords ca&s;t boots, though you be Gentle|man of's hou&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come now he &s;hall have none of you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le heare him &s;ay he will not fir&s;t, by your Lord|&s;hips leave.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Spirit of contradiction!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay &s;ir, would you be content to have me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>You heard my Lord &s;ay <HI>I</HI> &s;hould not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;ay he &s;ay agen you &s;hall, &s;peake, will you have mee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Say no (<HI>I</HI> finde her now) that is the way to win her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Without in&s;tructions good my Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lady <HI>I</HI> finde &s;o much your &s;corn already,</L>
<L>That to be wedded to't, <HI>I</HI> &s;hould di&s;paire</L>
<L>(My much unworthine&s;&s;e con&s;ider'd) to convert it</L>
<L>Ever to love, and 'tis your love, before</L>
<L>Your Per&s;on or E&s;tate, that my affection</L>
<L>Ought to direct mee to.</L>
<L>In an&s;wer therefore, to your will, you have mee,</L>
<L><PB REF="39">I mu&s;t &s;ay no, till I perceive &s;ome &s;igne</L>
<L>Of love in you towards me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I now he &s;peakes!</L>
<L>Some &s;ignes of love in me? How would you have it?</L>
<L>Mu&s;t I declare it to you, before you &s;eeke it?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No; I would &s;eeke it zealou&s;ly, but my Lord</L>
<L>Is off on't now, and I may lo&s;e his favour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is your love limited by his favour then?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not limited: but (as it is as yet,</L>
<L>But in its infancy) a little checkt,</L>
<L>Though it &s;till growes, and may extend beyond</L>
<L>All limitation to &s;o faire an object</L>
<L>As is your &s;elfe: But &s;till my own demerit</L>
<L>Curbs my ambition more then love emboldens.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;peakes within me now.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saveall, Carele&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay, let us retire. Here is the Lord <HI>Lovely.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be he a Lord of Lords i'le not retire a foot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What &s;ervants Mi&s;tris <HI>Cro&s;till</HI> doe you keep.</L>
<L>To let intruders in?</L>
<L>O Mr. <HI>Saveall!</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Carle&s;s &s;alutes Cro&s;till, &amp; puts by Bellamy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>The humble&s;t of your Lord&s;hips &s;ervants.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Gentlemen is that you bring with you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is the Newphew of the good Knight Sir <HI>Oliver Thrivewell,</HI> of which Sir <HI>Oliver,</HI> I have procured unto your Lord&s;hip the &s;um which you de&s;ired by your &s;ervant Mr. <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>For that I thanke him and you, but I could wi&s;h you had not brought that Nephew hither now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Certes my Lord I am &s;orry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>My rea&s;on is, I have enter'd <HI>Bellamy</HI> a &s;uitor to the Widow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>He al&s;o comes a &s;uiter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>And is in deepe di&s;cour&s;e with her already,
<PB REF="40">
I'le &s;ee faire play.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But you &s;hall heare mee Widow, and that to the point and purpo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lady at my reque&s;t, doe this Gentleman (who made the fir&s;t approach) the favour to be, heard, and an&s;wer'd fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>As his approach was fir&s;t my Lord, &s;hee has heard him fir&s;t already, and my reque&s;t is to be heard now, and then let her an&s;wer both him, or me, or neither, what care I?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Name is <HI>Carele&s;&s;e</HI> I take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I came to talke with this Gentlewoman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray my Lord forbeare him, and let him &s;peake, what do you &s;ay &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ay I love you, doe re&s;olve to marry you, and then to u&s;e you as I li&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ay I love you, doe re&s;olve to marry you, and then to u&s;e you as I li&s;t.&mdash;<HI>To Bell.</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bell.</SPEAKER>
<P>This to mee Lady? i'le take you at your word.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay, I doe but tell you what he &s;ayes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take her at her word againe &s;ir, and I &s;hall take you by the luggs. I &s;ay againe you &s;hall have none but me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ay again, you &s;hall have none but me,&mdash;<HI>To Bel.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What, doe you foole mee, or him, your &s;elfe, or all?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray &s;ir how old are you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you good at that, pray &s;ir, how old are you?&mdash;<HI>To Bel.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>You pre&s;&s;e beyond your priviledge, which is only to &s;peake to the Gentlewoman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord I am a Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may tell her &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let we be&s;eech your Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Take him a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="40">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How can you u&s;e a Gentleman that loves you</L>
<L>Dearer then Life, and onely bends his &s;tudy</L>
<L>By all meanes to de&s;erve you, one that (can not?)</L>
<L>Will not, while there are wayes to die, live out of</L>
<L>Your favour, with &s;o much de&s;pightfull &s;corne,</L>
<L>That when he &s;peakes his &s;oul to you through his lips,</L>
<L>You make his Language yours, and give't a Boy?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Gentleman's that you &s;peake of?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>The man that &s;peakes it I am he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>All this &s;ir in effect, and more of my affection, can I &s;peake to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Uns, but you &s;hall not, you mi&s;take the per&s;on to whom you are, or ought to direct your affection, you mi&s;take &s;trangely.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No more then once a Lover, or at lea&s;t,</L>
<L>A bold pretender, having in civill language</L>
<L>Expre&s;t in writing his affection</L>
<L>To a cha&s;t Mi&s;tris &s;ea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'d, and directed it,</L>
<L>And on the contrary, courted his vertuous friend in bro|thell language;</L>
<L>To a lewd &s;trumpet. Have I hit you &s;ir?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>What can I &s;ay now! Slife if that anger you after the errour found, and confe&s;t, i'le write wor&s;e to you, and in earne&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Bellamy</HI> &s;ome other time I &s;hall be glad to &s;ee you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee meanes that to mee now, but i'le take no notice; i'le finde as good a Widow in a Taverne Chim|ney, O &s;hee's a dainty Widow!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hee lookes with &s;corne at mee, I mu&s;t not lo&s;e him, yet dare not &s;tay, for feare I tell him &s;o.</L>
<L>I humbly crave your pardon good my Lord,</L>
<L>For my ill manners, and abrupt departure;</L>
<L>The cau&s;e is urgent, and I be&s;eech your mercy,</L>
<L>Que&s;tion it not.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="41">
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let your will guide you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Saveall</HI> I thanke you for my Suitor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay but Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes you &s;hall controwle mee in my owne Hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, I meane &s;o too, but you &s;hall wooe mee hard fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis a mad Widow, which of the&s;e two now think you has the Better on't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thinke he &s;hall in the end have the be&s;t my Lord, that can &s;light her mo&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis my opinion too, and heare mee&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, I have &s;eene you but twice, and it has beene at places where I cannot allow of your re&s;orts, fir&s;t at my Aunts, and now here at my Widowes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Widow &s;ir! I thought &s;hee had beene the Widow of one deceas'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou art a witty, pretty Child. But doe you here u&s;e your wit, out of the &s;mell-reach of your Lords perfum'd Gloves, and I &s;hall take you by the No&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare &s;ir, I have a Handkercher.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And let me finde you there no more, nor here I charge you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I heare your charge &s;ir, but you mu&s;t leave it to my di&s;cretion to obey it, or not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tru&s;t to your di&s;cretion!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;o commend mee to my Lady <HI>Thrivewel</HI> Come <HI>Bellamy</HI> away, what's your di&s;cour&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>All faire and friendly my Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Very good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>So &s;hould it be with Rivalls, fare you well Mr. <HI>Carele&s;&s;e.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lord&s;hips&mdash;with a whew.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you walke homewards?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="41">
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Excu&s;e me &s;ir I pray.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>It will not be convenient to returne this day un|to the Widow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Feare it not &s;ir, I like her not &s;o well now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe your plea&s;ure.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha' you cro&s;&s;e tricks Mi&s;tris <HI>Cro&s;till?</HI> well I will goe drinke your Crotchets out of my Pate, then home, and doe that which mine Aunt and I mu&s;t only know. This is her Night of Grace, if &s;hee keepe touch with me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT IV. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Lady, Phebe, Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>IN truth your &s;tory is pittifull, but your own folly has brought your &s;courge upon you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas through the blindne&s;&s;e of my love, and my credulity Madam, wrought by his &s;trong Temp|tations.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, for this once i'le &s;traine a point of honour for you, chiefly indeed in an&s;wer of his rude unnaturall pre&s;umption in attempting mee. That a Villaine can &s;till be &s;o barbarou&s;ly lu&s;tfull! If in this way I fit him not, and cau&s;e him to de&s;i&s;t his bea&s;tly purpo&s;e, I will di&s;cover all to his undoing. <HI>Clo&s;et</HI> you know my minde, and fu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">l directions for the conveyance of our de&s;igne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Madam, doubt not. Though I have but a naughty head at mo&s;t, other matters, I dare not tru&s;t it for a &s;ure one at &s;uch conveyances.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pre&s;ume to further the matter, hee'l come
<PB REF="42">
<GAP DESC="duplicate" EXTENT="1 page">
<PB REF="42">
<GAP DESC="duplicate" EXTENT="1 page">
<PB REF="43">
home Drunke by his not comming to Supper.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then he may forget what he &s;o much expected, or &s;leepe away his expectation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, hee will then be the more vehement till his de&s;ire be over.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You know his humour be&s;t it &s;eemes, away, away, my husband comes.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lo. Phe.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Thrivewell and Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well <HI>Wat,</HI> for this di&s;covery i'le make thy re|ward worth ten &s;uch ma&s;ters &s;ervices.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet heart I have a &s;uit to you&mdash;But fir&s;t what Woman's that with <HI>Nur&s;e?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Kin&s;woman of hers whom &s;hee would pre|ferre to mee, but I have an&s;wer'd her, I will not charge your pur&s;e with more attendants; onely I have given her leave to entertaine, and lodge her this night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's my good Girle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now what's your &s;uite &s;ir, (as you are pleas'd to call it) which I would have to be your free com|mand?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis for my ab&s;ence from thee, to accompany Mr. <HI>Saveall,</HI> to bring a deare friend on his way to Graves|end to night, who is &s;odainly to depart the Land.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>The&s;e &s;odaine departures of friends out of the Land, are &s;o frequent, and that I may believe you intend really, and no fained excu&s;e; now will I thinke as long as you have good and &s;ub&s;tantiall Made-worke at home, that you will &s;eeke abroad for any more &s;light &s;ale-ware.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>No more o'that Sweet heart, farewell, expect me early in the morning.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am glad of his ab&s;ence to night, le&s;t there &s;hould happen &s;ome cumbu&s;tion in the hou&s;e by his un|<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uly Nephew, in ca&s;e hee &s;hould di&s;cover my deceipt in beguiling him with his own wench in&s;tead of me, I do even
<PB REF="43">
tremble to thinke upon the unnaturall Villaine, that would offer &s;o to wrong his Unkle. I thought I had &s;chool'd him &s;ufficiently, and beaten him off at his fir&s;t attempt, and hee to a&s;&s;aile me againe with more forcible temptations urging me to a promi&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>The young Gentleman is come in Madam, and as you fore&s;aw very high flowne, but not &s;o drunke as to forget your promi&s;e! Hee's going to bed in expectation of your approach.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>And have you put his Dam&s;ell into her night|attire?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t Lady-like I a&s;&s;ure you Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>And let her be &s;ure to &s;teale from him before Day.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, with all &s;ilence Madam, &s;he has promi&s;ed.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>May Ladies that &s;hall heare this &s;tory told,</L>
<L>Judge mildly of my act &s;ince hee's &s;o bold.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT IV. SCENE III.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Saleware, Bellamy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>NAy but looke you Mr. <HI>Bellamy,</HI> it is not I prote&s;t that I am jealous, I make this inquiry for my wife. I jealous? I an A&s;inego then, I am as confident of my wife, as that &s;he is in this hou&s;e, how ere you deny her to me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why Lady, you are not jealous now? If you were not, you would believe me &s;he is not here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Without equivocation, Mr. <HI>Bellamy,</HI> &s;hee is not here&mdash;indeed, under your foot, but &s;hee's here in the hou&s;e, and under &s;ome body for ought any body knows, but my &s;elfe, that doe confide in her as I &s;ay, and will
<PB REF="44">
know no &s;uch matter; And &s;o my Lords will be done with her, I hope I &s;hall &s;ee h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">r well to morrow, and at her own hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can &s;uch language proceed out of any but a jealous mouth?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>What an A&s;&s;inego's this! I &s;ay againe, I doe con|fide in her, nor will I be da&s;ht, or ba&s;ht at what any man &s;ayes of, or again&s;t her; And therefore me thinks tis very &s;trange that you &s;hould deny her to me, that comes not to mole&s;t her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>There you are againe. But &s;ince no denyall will &s;erve your turne, indeed &s;hee is here in this hou&s;e, and in bed by this time.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away, away, you mock ifaith, you are a wag &s;hee's no more here then I am, if &s;h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e were here can I thinke you would tell?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>How came you to thinke, or dreame &s;hee was in this hou&s;e at all?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I neither thought it, or dreamt it. I but &s;ir, a wa|terman brought me a Letter in ha&s;t from one Mr. <HI>Ano|nimus,</HI> intimating that my <HI>Ally</HI> was with a private friend at this hou&s;e, and to lie here all night (a very likely matter) what private friend has &s;hee but my Lord, and that in a right honorable way, I confide in 'em both for that; but at this hou&s;e is &s;uch a thing my Lord having divers Lodgings, and &s;hee a hou&s;e of her own at his di&s;|po&s;e and command, that is &s;uch a thing to be thought or dreamt on!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why came you to inquire then of &s;uch a thing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;ir, this <HI>Anonimus</HI> writ that I &s;hould come ha&s;tily hither, and aske to &s;peake with you Mr. <HI>Bellamy,</HI> and I &s;hould know further; hither I came, here I finde you&punc; you deny &s;hee is here, and what doe I inquire any further?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>You heare mee &s;ay agen &s;hee is here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="44">
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe you are a wag agen, &s;hee here? is my Lord here? or any private friend? alas, alas you are too young Mr. <HI>Bellamy,</HI> and may as well per&s;wade mee I am jealous.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, to put you out of all jealou&s;ie and doubt (if you be in any) I was the <HI>Anonimus</HI> that &s;ent you the Letter to draw you hither and declare my &s;elfe your friend, which &s;hall in&s;tantly be manife&s;t to you, if now you have a minde to lie with your own wife before any other man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then &s;hee is here indeed belike.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray come with me into the next Chamber.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is &s;ome waggery plotted by my wife, I &s;mell it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>The Bed put forth, Alicia in it. Enter Bellamy, Saleware, with Light.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>But you mu&s;t be &s;ure to &s;ay when &s;hee di&s;covers you, that you came of your owne accord, un&s;ent for, as in&s;pir'd or po&s;&s;e&s;t by &s;ome Dreame or Vi&s;ion, to finde her here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, if this be not my wifes waggery in a maine proof of her cha&s;tity, I am not here. I will doe &s;o &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>So then, ob&s;cure your &s;elfe a while, while I ap|proach her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who's there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis I, your &s;ervant Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet <HI>Bellamy</HI> why come you not to Bed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dos the love that was &s;o hot, and the de&s;ire that was &s;o fervent, begin to coole in you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good agen, as if hee an A&s;&s;inego had ever made love to her fine waggery!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Has my meere con&s;ent to &s;atisfie you, cloy'd you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Con&s;ent to my Lords man, a likely matter!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="45">
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or did you court me to a promi&s;e onely to try my fidelity to your Lord, and then betray me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deare Lady thinke not &s;o, but that I am &s;truck into &s;tone with wonder, and amazement at the mo&s;t un|expected accident that ever cro&s;t a Lover.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dainty waggery this, what little mad Rogues are the&s;e to plot this to make me jealous?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray, are you &s;erious? what is the accident?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will not be &s;o cro&s;t, but kill him rather. To in|joy &s;uch a Mi&s;tris, who would not kill a horn'd bea&s;t? yet blood is &s;uch a horror&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Very pretty.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you not tell mee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speak lower gentle Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why prithee, who can heare us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know not by what Magick your jealous hus|band has made di&s;covery of our being here, he wrought &s;ure with the Devill!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am undone then. He will tell my Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall undoe my &s;elfe then Friend. No, <HI>Sapientia mea mihi.</HI> Be not da&s;ht nor ba&s;ht for that good Friend, if there were any &s;uch matter: but this is waggery, fine waggery plotted betwixt you&punc; to tempt my jealou&s;ie, but never the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word I warrant you. Mr. <HI>Bellamy</HI> that my Wife is here I thank you; But how I came to know it you &s;hall never know from me; you &s;ent not for mee, I am &s;ure you were not the <HI>Anonimus.</HI> Indeed it &s;hould have been <HI>Anonima</HI> Friend-wife: for it was thy act I dare &s;weare; However you doe not heare mee &s;ay I was &s;ent, or writ for at all, more then by a Dreame or Vi&s;ion: But here I am and meane to remaine to night; I hope the hou&s;e can afford you another Bed in't Mr. <HI>Bellamy,</HI> and you to leave mee to my owne Friend-wife, I like the lodging mo&s;t curiou&s;ly &s;weete Friend, and I prethee, lets try heartily what luck
<PB REF="45">
we may have in a &s;trange place, I would &s;o faine have a little one like thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le leave you to your wi&s;hes, a good night to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray &s;ir a word fir&s;t, husband be farther.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Faces about <HI>Tom Saleware,</HI> and march forwards.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>You told mee &s;ir, of a hundred pound that your &s;weete Lady <HI>Thrivewell</HI> &s;ent me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis true I have it for you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;hee has &s;ince countermanded you to keepe it, has &s;hee, and to mock my expectation of that, and you&punc; why have you foold me thus?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I rather &s;hould &s;u&s;pect your craft in this preven|tion: but love forbids me, and I mu&s;t conclude, 'tis witch|craft in your husband.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come let's ki&s;&s;e friends, and (&s;weet) to morrow night I will prevent his Witchcraft, in the full enjoyment of our free plea&s;ures: be you true to me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>May all that's Man in me for&s;ake me el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Another ki&s;&s;e and then good night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;till whi&s;pering? no matter, let 'em whi&s;wer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good night.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now may the &s;pirits of all injur'd women, be ad|ded to mine owne, for my revenge, which I this night will dreame of &s;lighted and mock'd, hee and his like &s;hall know,</P>
<LG>
<L>That when a yeilding woman is &s;o cro&s;t,</L>
<L>All thoughts but of revenge with her are lo&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>O hee's gone&mdash;<HI>Ally,</HI> Friend I would &s;ay, And now I prithee tell mee how, or why thou cam'&s;t hither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you pardon me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes faith, I were no friend el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas but to try if I could make thee jealous.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="46">
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>In waggery! did not I &s;ay &s;o! when doe my pro|phecies faile?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>But what brought you hither thinke you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Letter from one <HI>Anonimus,</HI> but i'le eate Spi|ders, and breake if you &s;ent it not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give me the Letter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is it? facks I ha' lo&s;t it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas I indeed that &s;ent it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did not I &s;ay &s;o too? and that it &s;hould ha' been <HI>Anonima, Sapientia mea mihi,</HI> when doe my prophecies faile? i'le to bed in&s;tantly while the prophetick &s;pirit is in mee, and get a &s;mall Prophet or a South|&s;ayer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, i'le have no bed-fellow to night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nere the le&s;&s;e for a ha&s;ty word, I hope Friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am at a word for that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le lie upon thy feet then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, you may draw the Curtaines, and &s;leepe by me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sapientia mea mihi, &s;tultitia tua tibi.</L>
<L>Puts in the bed,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT IV. SCENE IV.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Phebe pa&s;&s;es over the &s;tage in night attire, Carele&s;&s;e followes her as in the darke.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>MAdam, Madam, &s;weet Madam, 'twill not be day the&s;e three houres, &s;tay but three minuits longer, but a touch more, &s;he's whipt into her Cham|ber. Could I but finde the Dore&mdash;I know my Unkle's from home&mdash;O &s;hee returnes with light: that's well.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="46">Enter Lady, a light.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What aile you! Are you mad?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would not any man be mad for lo&s;ing &s;uch a Bed-fellow? &s;weet Madam, let us retire without any noi&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What an in&s;atiate bea&s;t are you? would you un|doe for ever both me and your &s;elfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not with one doe more I warrant you, come away Madam, Madam, &s;omebody knocks mainly at the gate; and I believe it is my Ma&s;ter return'd before his time!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot thinke 'tis he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis the Rogue my man I warrant drunke, and has forgot I turnd him away, but he &s;hall &s;poyl no &s;port. Come away Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Clo&s;et,</HI> goe your wayes downe, and hearke before you&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>&mdash;I will Madam&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>So now come Madam, I commend you in the charge you have given your watch-woman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What charge doe you gue&s;&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why to tell my Unkle (if he be come) that hee mu&s;t not come neare you, that you have had no re&s;t to Night till ju&s;t now you are fallen a&s;leepe, and &s;o forth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe you are a wicked fellow; I am &s;orry for any the lea&s;t favour I have done thee, and doe thou dare to attempt me once more, i'le ha' thee turnd headlong out of my dores.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have got her with child to night, with a &s;parke of mine owne &s;pirit, and longs already to doe me mi&s;|chiefe. The boy will be like mee, therefore 'tis pity to knock't o'the head: But come Madam tother cra&s;h and good night, mu&s;t I drag you to't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="47">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Touch mee but with a finger, and I'le rai&s;e the Hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>You dare not &s;ure, and now take heed you vex me not, have you not been my whore?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>You dare not &s;ay &s;o, for &s;poyling your fortune.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Faith but I dare, and if you will not obey me in a cour&s;e of further plea&s;ure to night, fetch me a hundred peeces to take a cour&s;e abroad withall, doe yee looke? I'le make you fetch me hundred after hundred Hu&s;wife, when I want it, or &s;hall be pleas'd to call for't. All comes out el&s;e, the gates of your fame flies open Lady, I will proclaime our Act.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dare you forfit your own Reputation &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall gaine Reputation by't in the company I keepe abroad, and if the Cuckold my Unkle come to the knowledge of it at home, I &s;hall po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e him that you lu&s;tfully tempted me to it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can&s;t thou be &s;o villanou&s;ly impudent tode&s;troy thine own fortune to ruine me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may conceale all then, and &s;o will I, and mend my fortune by yours, I will live bravely upon your fortune, and the heire which I have got to Night &s;hall inherit it, my Unkles e&s;tate. And therefore indeed I would have all conceald; for my childs good, or rather for mine owne: for it &s;hall goe hard if I put him not in|to a cour&s;e in his minority to con&s;ume the e&s;tate upon me before he come to age.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am undone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And O that ever I did it!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou Villaine, ha&s;t undone me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come i'le doe you agen, and then all's whole agen;</L>
<L>Y'are both undone, O you prodigious mon&s;ters</L>
<L>That have betwixt you made me mon&s;ter too!</L>
<L>What's to be done, but that I kill you both,</L>
<L>Then fall upon my &s;word.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="47">Enter Thrivewell Saveall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, you re&s;ume the temper of humanity,</L>
<L>And let the Law di&s;tingui&s;h you from them,</L>
<L>You neither are to be their Executioner,</L>
<L>Nor to fall with them.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Life to me is torment.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O the Devill, what a ca&s;e am I in now!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray heare me &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can more be &s;aid to aggravate thy &s;hame,</L>
<L>Or my affliction, then I have heard already?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let me intreat you heare her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What &s;hame did you, or what affliction I</L>
<L>Suffer, when you di&s;coverd unto me</L>
<L>Your bargaine of a hundred pound in <HI>Saleware,</HI></L>
<L>You under&s;tand me. How was life a torment</L>
<L>To me then think you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Did you not vow forgements then? and thus,</L>
<L>You freely would forgive my act? and thus</L>
<L>Now to revenge it on me to my ruine,</L>
<L>And your own endle&s;&s;e infamy? O 'tis horrid.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>'Tis no revenge at all, onely a &s;hew</L>
<L>To &s;tartle you, or try your manly temper,</L>
<L>And &s;o neare to be even with yee as to let you know,</L>
<L>what &s;ome wife might perhaps ha' done being &s;o mov'd,</L>
<L>It was my plot indeed to &s;traine you hither to this fal&s;e</L>
<L>fire di&s;covery, for which i'le give you rea&s;ons.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>O gro&s;&s;e di&s;&s;imulation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Saveall,</HI> you have done many faire offices for his Nephew, doe this for me, intreat him to a Confe|rence a few minutes in my Chamber; if I cleare not my &s;elfe in his and your opinion, and that by witne&s;&s;es, let me be found the &s;hame of all my Sex.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, my councells have been prevalent with your judgement, let me per&s;wade you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>But I will have that friend thru&s;t out of dore fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="48">
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would not that you &s;hould, nor give a looke, or word to him till you have heard me; Then exerci&s;e your Ju&s;tice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir be induc'd to it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have prevayl'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe to your Bed agen <HI>George,</HI> and &s;leepe, be not affraid of Bug-beares.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hows this? Shee's come about agen, and has patch'd all up already. I hope &s;hee'l worke mine Unkle to reward mee for my Night-worke, and bring him in time to hold my &s;ti<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rop while his <HI>George</HI> mounts her; Shee's a delicate well-going bea&s;t! I know but one to match her in a cour&s;e, ju&s;t the &s;ame pace and &s;peede as if I had onely had the breaking, and managing of her my &s;elfe, but the marke goes out of <HI>Phebes</HI> mouth now; and i'le play my Aunt again&s;t all the Town. But how &s;hee thought to fright mee with villaine and impudent. And now goe to bed <HI>George,</HI> ha, ha, ha, I find her drift. No wit like womens at a &s;odaine &s;hift.</P>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT V.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Old Bellamy, Lovely.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>BEllamy</HI> thou art welcome, and for thy Nephew I mu&s;t ever thanke thee, he is my be&s;t companion.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my good Lord without boa&s;t be it &s;poken, I have ever beene right and &s;traight to your honour, and never did you an ill office in Man, Woman, or Child, <HI>what I have &s;aid of 'em they have proved at first, or I have wrought 'em to at last.</HI> But what doe I &s;peake on't, I
<PB REF="48">
have ever beene for your Lord&s;hip, all things I have &s;worne for you, I have fought for you, I have brok'd for you; I have pimpt for you, but what doe I &s;peake on't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>You need not <HI>Bellamy:</HI> for I know all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh the Gentlemens Wives, and Farmers Daugh|ters that I have pre&s;ented to you in your Summer Pro|gre&s;&s;es, and winter Journeys about the Countries. But what doe I &s;peake on't&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Becau&s;e thou lov'&s;t to champ upon the bit to plea&s;e thy old colti&s;h tooth &s;till, thou lov'&s;t the memo|ry of the former &s;weets which now thou can&s;t not reli&s;h.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>And here i' the City, I have pledg'd more of your &s;everall Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es, then in my con&s;cience there be hone&s;t Women in't. But what doe I &s;peake on't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I never had &s;o many man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or if you had, what doe I &s;peake on't? and in my con&s;cience agen, I have drunke more to your Lord|&s;hips health in my dayes, then any Wine-cellar in the City at this day, containes of Spani&s;h French, and Rhe|ni&s;h; but what doe I &s;peake of that either?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>True <HI>Bellamy,</HI> fall then upon <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ome other &s;ubject.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, my good Lord, and I pray your Lord&s;hip tell mee, dos not my Nephew drinke and wench pretty hand&s;omely? I would faine have him take after me, and not his drunken father.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How well hee &s;hifts his &s;ubject, wicked old fel|low!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dos he not begin to fall to yet?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not a bit nor a &s;oope? dos hee doe nothing by example? or has your Lord&s;hip left it? or dos he carry it like a Gentleman?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="49">
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Di&s;creetly and Virgin-like.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pretty commendation for a young Courtier.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would for my de&s;erved love to him have put him upon a faire young Widow of a great fortune, but could not make him looke upon her like a &s;uitor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ju&s;t &s;uch a ba&s;hfull puppy was my brother, his Father; I wonder how my Mother came by him; My Fa|ther was right, and &s;he was right, and I have beene right, but what doe I &s;peake on't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>True <HI>Bellamy,</HI> &s;peake of &s;omewhat el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Boy will nere grow up to me, I thought to have left him &s;omewhat, I mu&s;t di&s;card him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you do, he is in me provided for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>What can your Lord&s;hip love him for?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come i'le tell thee, and be comforted. Hee has &s;omething of thee in him. Hee will pimpe mo&s;t conve|niently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's &s;omething indeed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>And for his mode&s;ty which is a rare benefit of na|ture in him, I dare tru&s;t him with a Mi&s;tri&s;&s;e, as I would an Eunuch.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Benefit! A defect I feare, yet I may hope in time &s;ome Mi&s;tris of your Lord&s;hips may tempt, and bring him forwards.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>No I am confident&mdash;Now your news.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Page, whisper.</STAGE>
<P>Good <HI>Bellamy</HI> walke in the Gallery a while.</P>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol. B.</SPEAKER>
<P>Some Mi&s;tris is comming to him, but what doe <HI>I</HI> &s;peake on't?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Goe bid her come in.
<STAGE>Exit. Page.</STAGE></L>
<L>What brings her &s;o un&s;ea&s;onably?</L>
</LG>
<STAGE>Enter Alicia, Saleware.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay you at di&s;tance yet a while Friend, till I call you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="49">
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Faces about <HI>Tom Saleware.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How now! How is it with my love? Ha! How comes a trouble on this Face, where my delights are ever wont to Revell?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my Lord&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Say who has injur'd thee? Has thy husband taken up the uncivill boldne&s;&s;e to abu&s;e thee? or be it any other man, it &s;hall be death, or an undoing to him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord, I am wrong'd, but would be loth to ingage your noble per&s;on in my quarrell, &s;ome &s;ervant of yours may do it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Of what condition is thy wrong? tell mee; and who of my Servants thou would&s;t have to right thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would have <HI>Bellamy,</HI> how thinke you? is hee faith|full to you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How can&s;t thou que&s;tion it? Has hee not ever been &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lord&s;hip has well tru&s;ted him I know.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe not know the man, I tru&s;t, or love &s;o well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al:</SPEAKER>
<P>But would your Lord&s;hip part with any Jewell, or choyce thing you love, and have intended onely for your own particular u&s;e, to him, or let him be your own partner in it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Troth I thinke I &s;hould; onely thy &s;elfe excepted, but what's thy wrong I prithee, or wherein &s;hould <HI>Bella|my</HI> right thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Bellamy</HI> has wrong'd mee to thinke me &s;o unwor|thy as to be tempted to his lu&s;t; <HI>Bellamy</HI> has wrong'd your honour in that ambitious attempt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou amaze&s;t me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>And <HI>Bellamy</HI> mu&s;t right me, and your honour; or you mu&s;t ca&s;t off him or me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="50">
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give mee at lea&s;t &s;ome circum&s;tance to make this probable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mu&s;t not&punc; I be believ'd? you &s;hall have in&s;tance then to make it truth, Friend <HI>Thomas.</HI></P>
<P>Pray verifie unto my Lord the di&s;covery you made la&s;t night of me, and Mr. <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saleware.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas thus my Lord an't like your Lord&s;hip, my wife was forth at evening ant like your Lord&s;hip, as &s;hee may have often beene ant like your Lord&s;hip, and may be as oft agen ant like your Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well pray thee on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forth &s;hee was ant like your Lord&s;hip, I &s;taid &s;upper, and almo&s;t bed time for her ant like your Lord|&s;hip; And had even given her over for all night ant like your Lord&s;hip, as I may of any night ant like your Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> I pray thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes ant like your Lord&s;hip upon &s;ome private notice given to me an't like your Lord&s;hip, that &s;he was at a private lodging ant like your Lord&s;hip, with a pri|vate friend ant like your Lord&s;hip, over I went, and found her abed ant like your Lord&s;hip, and Mr. <HI>Bellamy</HI> even ready to go to bed to her ant like your Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is this true?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>As true as your Lord&s;hip lives ant like your Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How could you be betrayd &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Villaine fetch'd mee forth, and lodg'd mee there as by your appointment, and for your own plea|&s;ure; but when 'twas late, and that your Lord&s;hip came not, thinking hee had an advantageous opportunity, hee &s;oone di&s;covers his love to me, and his treachery to your Lord&s;hip; I being in a &s;trait onely<NOTE PLACE="marg">A&s;ide.</NOTE> (finding happy meanes to &s;end for my husband
<PB REF="50">
to prevent him) made him a fal&s;e promi&s;e being &s;ecure in my husband; and what had follow'd your Lord&s;hip under&s;tands.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le nere tru&s;t man can blu&s;h and weepe agen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>In&s;ooth ant like your Lord&s;hip I thought all had been but waggery ant like your Lord&s;hip, to tempt mee unto jealou&s;y, and my wife knowing well enough that I was by, bade Sweet <HI>Bellamy</HI> come to Bed, O Wag!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>What me&s;&s;enger brought you the notice Mr. <HI>Sale|ware?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>A waterman my Lord, and like your Lord&s;hip, here's the letter, and like your Lord&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>You told me you had lo&s;t it, when <HI>I</HI> ask'd <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ort to burne it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thought I had Friend, but <HI>I</HI> found it now, and given it my Lord before <HI>I</HI> was aware Friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hell take that Letter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now abotts on't for mee, if thou bee&s;t angry Friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>You had better ha &s;wallow'd it full of Ratsbane.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nere the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word <HI>I</HI> hope Friend.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Reades.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Mr.</HI> Saleware, <HI>if you will avoyd a new addition of hornes, come with this bearer over into Montagues clo&s;e, where you &s;hall finde your Wife with a private Friend, at a private lodging; Hast thither, and aske for one</HI> Bellamy.</P>
<STAGE>Anonimus.</STAGE>
<P>What Ridles this? This is <HI>Bellamies</HI> owne hand, <HI>I</HI> know it, why &s;hould hee &s;end to prevent him&s;elfe? or how could &s;hee write his Character? This Woman is not right.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you note my art my Lord, to write as in a Mans Name, when <HI>I</HI> wrought it my &s;elf?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>And did not <HI>I</HI> tell you Friend, it &s;hould ha' been <HI>Anonima? Sapientia mea mihi.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="51">
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Within there call <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Page.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's not within my Lord, and has not beene to night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>His ab&s;ence is another circum&s;tance to a probabi|lity my Lord.</P>
<P>But hee was &s;eene this morning to goe in at Sir <HI>Anthony Thrivewels.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe let my Coach be ready pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Pa.</STAGE>
<P>He &s;hould receive 500 l. there for me, I tru&s;t he will not <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">urni&s;h him&s;elfe with it for a flight.</P>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord I gave you an inkling of a familiarity be|twixt him and the Lady <HI>Thrivewell,</HI> he has &s;ince declar'd their act of lu&s;t to me, and urg'd it for an in&s;tance to my yeilding.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can you affirme this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, to his face and hers.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Saveall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Mr. <HI>Saveall!</HI> welcome.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord your &s;ervant <HI>Bellamy</HI> is receaving your money at Sir <HI>Anthony Thrivewells.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thanke you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>But my Lord, there is fallen an unhappy accident betweene Sir <HI>Anthony,</HI> his Lady and his Nephew, in which your &s;ervant <HI>Bellamy</HI> al&s;o is concern'd; And your Lord|&s;hip is much, and mo&s;t humbly be&s;ought by the Lady to heare, and examine the difference.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Old Bellamy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I was preparing thither. Oh Mr. <HI>Bellamy,</HI> you have not eave&s;dropt, have you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you pardon me my Lord?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes if thou ha&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have my Lord, and am overjoyd to heare &s;o well of my Nephew.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="51">
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may heare more anon, come all along with me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Omnes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I may heare more anon, your Lord&s;hip tho' knowes not of what &s;o well as I doe know.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT V. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Thrivewell, Carele&s;&s;e, Lady, Pheb<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, Clo&s;et, Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I Need not ca&s;t thee off, or bid thee goe Now, and for ever from me, thine own &s;hame Will force thee hence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are deceiv'd in that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What is thine own take with thee, here 'tis all <HI>Phebe.</HI></L>
<L>Thou ever get&s;t, or can&s;t expect from me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee was mine own before your wife became our coupler, in Engli&s;h plaine our Bawd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>U&s;e no uncivill Language while you are well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>For which you have your witne&s;&s;es, this fal&s;e Traytor, that brought you on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>By my direction <HI>George.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>No Traytor neither fince you left to be my Ma&s;ter, wounded and turnd me off.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And this darke Lanthorne here, this old <HI>deceptio vi&s;us,</HI> That juggled the wrong party into my Bed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you grin <HI>Grim Malkin?</HI> But &s;weete Ma|dam, if your fine Springall <HI>Bellamy</HI> had lien there in my &s;tead &s;he would ha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> brought the right party; your Ladi|&s;hips Lilly white &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="52">
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>How's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>No more o' that good <HI>George.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, it &s;hall out, &s;ince you have wrought my ruine, I will be the de&s;truction of you all; And there|fore now heare mee O Knight, and fir&s;t re&s;olve to make me rich in my reward, for wonders i'le unfold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can&s;t thou expect reward from mee for any thing that can by thee be utterd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Reward? why not? why &s;hould not you reward my good Offices as well as puni&s;h my ill? I mu&s;t and will rely upon you for all the good that can befall mee; or if I mu&s;t expect no further from you, i'le give't you <HI>gratis,</HI> And if you be any thing but a Wittall heare mee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>What doe you meane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>To &s;et you out livelyer, then all your paintings: or dee heare, will you give mee a hundred pound a quarter for my &s;ilence?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not a penny; if you &s;eeke my undoing, heaven forgive you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>What (Villaine) can&s;t thou &s;peake to her pre|judice?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That which (if you are no Wittall) you'l be leath to hear, but you &s;hall have it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dar&s;t thou talke &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;ince you hold my attempt at her, &s;o hay|nous, you may be pleas'd to know I was incited to't by example of him I nam'd, that &s;mooth Fac'd <HI>Bellamy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dar&s;t thou accu&s;e her with him?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may aske her bol&s;ter there, her Madam Nur&s;e old Mother <HI>Cock broth.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>O me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, O you aske her &s;ir, what &s;hee did with him, or he with her, in their two houres privacy in her chamber,
<PB REF="52">
when hee came to take up five hundred pound for his Lord, There was a &s;weet taking up, &s;ir &s;hee confe&s;&s;ed all to me, and on purpo&s;e, I dare be &s;worn to embolden mee in my attempt to her Lady&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I confe&s;&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>What did &s;hee confe&s;&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>That hee made u&s;e of your Bed with your wife, what language &s;hall I utter't in? you were be&s;t fee it done before you believe it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>O me mo&s;t mi&s;erable if this be true!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, there's for them two.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe <HI>Clo&s;et</HI> till I call you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Clo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now for that Rogue (becau&s;e I mu&s;t expect no further good of you, but this which is mine owne you &s;ay) i'le lay him open to you, you remember how once I ingratiated my &s;elfe to you by re&s;cuing you from a Robbery and Murder (as you &s;uppos'd) for which you took me into favour&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and have wi&s;h'd a thou&s;and times &s;ince, that I had lo&s;t the thou&s;and pound I had about me then, and tane &s;ome wounds for't in exchange rather then by that re&s;cue to have taken thy Viperous &s;elfe into my bo|&s;ome.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Rogue plotted that bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, 'twas a mere trick of his invention. The &s;uppo&s;ed Theeves were his companions, and wrought by him only to &s;care you and run away when wee came to your &s;uccour, onely to in|deare mee to you. There was no hurt meant, but the &s;lap I gave him over the Pate to colour the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, with little blood, I wi&s;h now I had cleft his braines.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your wi&s;h tho' again&s;t your will is a good re|ward to him, for I love him the better for his wit in that plot, and care of his then Ma&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you &s;o &s;ir? Then 'twas mine own invention, let him deny't if he can.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="53">
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed the plot was his &s;ir, I onely found the Actors.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot condemne the conceipt however; and am &s;omething taken with the wit on't, would all the re&s;t were no wor&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>And now I have utterd my whole mind &s;ir, and you declard I mu&s;t expect no further good of you, come away <HI>Phib,</HI> I have injur'd thee long, i'le make the<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> now amends for all; i'le marry thee, and &s;ell Tobacco with thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let him not go &s;ir, I be&s;eech you in this de&s;perate way, nor till I an&s;wer to his accu&s;ation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir you &s;hall &s;tay, and make your &s;elfe good be|fore authority, or cleare my wife.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>You'l have your hou&s;e then known to have beene a bawdy-hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Courts of Princes and Religious Hou&s;es May &s;o have been abus'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Under &s;uch Governe&s;&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>You'l anon be &s;ilent, what's the matter? wee are bu&s;y.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;tris <HI>Crostill,</HI> Madam is come in great ha&s;t to vi&s;it you, and a Kin&s;eman of your Ladi&s;hips with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>At &s;uch a time? excu&s;e your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>They are here &s;ir, enterd again&s;t all re&s;i&s;tance.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Cro&s;till, Fitzgerrard.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mi&s;tris <HI>Crostill!</HI> you have much honord me&mdash;</L>
<L>Cozen <HI>Fitzgerrard!</HI> welcome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have a private &s;ute to you Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray Mr. <HI>Thrivewell</HI> entertaine the Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Another &s;prunt youth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, I perceave &s;ome di&s;content here, I hope your&punc;</L>
<L>Nephew has not againe di&s;pleas'd you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is a villaine, &s;eekes my utter ruine,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="53">
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray &s;ay not &s;o, for feare you force mee love him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are undone for ever if you doe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Doe not &s;ay &s;o, for feare I fly to him,</L>
<L>The thought of him already breakes my &s;leeps,</L>
<L>I could not re&s;t to night for thinking of him,</L>
<L>Which made my early ha&s;t to unload my minde,</L>
<L>Pre&s;uming that your judgement may excu&s;e</L>
<L>A &s;imple Womans weakne&s;&s;e, what is &s;hee</L>
<L>That hee courts &s;o?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I tell you, &s;hee's a Whore with Child by him, layes claime to him, and I think hee'l marry her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still you &s;peake better of him, and my love mu&s;t not &s;ee him &s;o lo&s;t, &s;ir let me &s;peake with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Me Lady? <HI>I</HI> am bu&s;y; I am bu&s;y.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What mettall am I of? his &s;corne's a Load-&s;tone;</L>
<L>No Court&s;hip like his carele&s;ne&s;&s;e to mee;</L>
<L>And all di&s;prai&s;e &s;peakes for him,</L>
<L>Sir I will &s;peake with you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I blu&s;h for you, what would you &s;ay now, were it not too late?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay onely to your eare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stand off a while <HI>Phib.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Goes a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fit.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>His Lord&s;hip Madam &s;hall give mee accompt</L>
<L>To each particular.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;hall doe well to put it to him Co&s;en&mdash;</L>
<L>Husband, I overheard you, and commend you,</L>
<L>That tho' you ca&s;t your Nephew from all hopes</L>
<L>Of good from you, you will not yet de&s;troy</L>
<L>His fortunes other wayes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>How doe you meane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For that I finde by your reviling him</L>
<L>You more inflame that cro&s;&s;e phanta&s;tick Widow</L>
<L>With eager love to ca&s;t her &s;elfe upon him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Had I thought &s;o, I had &s;poke well of him
<PB REF="54">
Again&s;t my con&s;cience.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, let me intreat you.</L>
<L>Be that way charitable, and &s;peake wor&s;e;</L>
<L>The wor&s;e the better.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tempt me not good Lad<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</L>
<L>To your own prejudice, your de&s;truction;</L>
<L>I am one you cannot live and lie withall</L>
<L>A fortnight you, alas y'are but a gri&s;&s;ell,</L>
<L>Weake picking meat; Here's one will hold me tack,</L>
<L>Seaven con&s;tant ordinaries every night,</L>
<L>Noonings, and intermealiary Lunchings,</L>
<L>At freedome every day, hold belly hold,</L>
<L>The Cupboord never &s;hut.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I under&s;tand you not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor mind me Lady; Twill be better for you.</L>
<L>You had a thin chin'd husband, plaid at Doublets with ye,</L>
<L>And that perhaps, but twi&s;e or thrice a weeke,</L>
<L>You are incapable of better Game,</L>
<L>Here's one &s;hall hold me <HI>Tick tack</HI> night by night,</L>
<L>And neither of us guilty of a Why-not,</L>
<L>Shee's bred up to my hand, and knowes her play.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can you &s;o &s;light me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Slight? I honour you.</L>
<L>In caring for you to pre&s;erve your life,</L>
<L>And your e&s;tate, which I confe&s;&s;e my &s;elfe</L>
<L>Unworthy of: be&s;ides I am ingag'd</L>
<L>To doe a poore &s;oule right for my i&s;&s;ues &s;ake</L>
<L>Shee goes withall.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;ay on compo&s;ition &s;hee acquit you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>O but con&s;cience is con&s;cience.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le die or have him pre&s;ently.</L>
<L>Can you refu&s;e me for a pro&s;titute whore?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Take heed what you &s;ay, i'le &s;hake your e&s;tate,</L>
<L>If you dare call her whore 'fore witne&s;&s;es.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Call all the World to hear me Madam,</L>
<L><PB REF="54">Sir <HI>Anthony,</HI> and the re&s;t, be all my witne&s;&s;es;</L>
<L>Give me your hand &s;ir, here before you all</L>
<L>I plight my faith upon this Gentleman,</L>
<L>He is my Husband, and I am his Wife.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are then undone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I care not &s;ir, for your ill will: no more &s;hall hee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you catch'd Widow? <HI>Future,</HI> for Unkles now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why an&s;wer you not me, in troth plight?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I doe, but yet I tell you againe con&s;cience is con|&s;cience;</L>
<L>The Woman's not compounded with.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le give her a brace of hundred pounds.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phe.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Woman will not take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Woman &s;hall take it, for now know &s;ir, I love you not &s;o ill as to undoe you. This Woman has beene mine as much as yours, &s;hee has done as much with mee for Offices, and Service I have done for her, as &s;hee has done with you for Love and Money, let her deny't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have lately &s;u&s;pected &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>And if her Friends will make her brace of hun|dreds a lea&s;h i'le marry, and hone&s;tifie her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hone&s;t <HI>Wat</HI> in good earne&s;t <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Gentlewoman with your hand give him your con&s;ent, and i'le &s;upply you with the od hundred pound, for <HI>Wats</HI> love to his Ma&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and with your allowance; it &s;hall be in lieu of the hundred I tooke in Commodity of her Kin&s;wo|man Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware,</HI> which would never thrive with mee (as it may properly with them) as 'twas the price of lu&s;t you know it was, and how untowardly things have chanc'd among&s;t us &s;ince it was &s;o; And now that
<PB REF="55">
I have declin'd it, you &s;hall &s;e<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> how &s;weetly all will be reconcil'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe as you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe get you to the Prie&s;t pre&s;ently, and bring him hither for thy Ma&s;ter, <HI>Wat.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Wat. Phe.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Lord Lovely, Old Bellamy, Saveall, Saleware, Alicia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam you &s;ent for mee, though I had former cau&s;e to require a conference with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>My cau&s;e my Lord, is almo&s;t ended among our &s;elves. Pray let your former therefore be determin'd fir&s;t, your Lord&s;hip may be pleas'd to &s;it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I de&s;ire fir&s;t by good Sir <HI>Anthony's</HI> patience, Madam a word with you in ab&s;ence of all the re&s;t, except this Gentlewoman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>With all re&s;pect my Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>No you &s;hall &s;tay, and all the re&s;t, &s;peake openly my Lord, I doe be&s;eech you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lo.</SPEAKER>
<P>My mode&s;ty forbids.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le &s;peake it for you then; Good my Lord &s;it judge&punc; This Woman comes to accu&s;e me of incontinency with your &s;ervant <HI>Bellamy,</HI> is it not &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I marry dos &s;hee Madam to make her word good to my Lord that he would have lien with her too; And &s;ayes that <HI>Bellamy</HI> affirm'd to her that he did, I ma|ry did he with your Ladi&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha, I have a Nephew here affirm'd as much.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Wat whispers.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am &s;orry <HI>I</HI> &s;aid &s;o much, 'twas but my &s;u&s;pition in the dayes of my wickedne&s;&s;e, <HI>I</HI> am hone&s;t now, and can thinke no &s;uch matter&mdash;O is the par&s;on come&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Ca. Cro&s;. Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I feare I &s;hall be wretched.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="55">
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are wretched in your feare, note your Wifes confidence; Can Guilt looke with that Face?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>I under&s;tand that <HI>Bellamy</HI> is in your hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forth comming my good Lord. Good Ma&s;ter <HI>Bellamy,</HI> fetch your Nephew, you'l finde him in my Chamber.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fitz.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And in this re&s;pect you &s;hall give me leave</L>
<L>My Lord to call your honour into que&s;tion.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Y'are very <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ound with mee Mr. <HI>Fitzgerrard,</HI></L>
<L>What is your que&s;tion?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fitz.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is my Si&s;ter <HI>Amie?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>Aske you mee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fitz.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and in honour y'are to an&s;wer me,</L>
<L>It is too evident, your court&s;hip wonne</L>
<L>Her Virgin honour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then I forc'd her not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fitz.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The blame of that lay therefore on her &s;elfe,</L>
<L>That lo&s;&s;e <HI>I</HI> &s;eeke not after: but <HI>I</HI> aske</L>
<L>Her life and being (if &s;hee live or be)</L>
<L>Of you my Lord, &s;ince it is manife&s;t,</L>
<L>Shee left her friends, and Country &s;hortly after</L>
<L>Her folly had betrayd her into &s;hame,</L>
<L>To be at your di&s;po&s;e, as wee pre&s;ume</L>
<L>She is &s;ince in her two yeares ab&s;ence; we</L>
<L>Have &s;ought all other wayes in vaine; you &s;hall</L>
<L>Do therefore well my Lord to render her,</L>
<L>Or give me leave to urge you <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'an accompt</L>
<L>Of what's become of her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You cannot &s;ure</L>
<L>Compell mee &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fitz.</SPEAKER>
<P>To hazard of my life <HI>I</HI> will my Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>That &s;hee is lo&s;t <HI>I</HI> am grieved; But for your &s;tout demand i'le an&s;wer you at Weapons, time and place convenient.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="56">Enter Old Bellamy, and Bellamy in a Woman<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> habit, Clo&s;et.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le end your difference Co&s;en <HI>Fitzgerrard,</HI> here is your Si&s;ter <HI>Amie</HI> my Lord, here is your &s;ervant <HI>Bellamy,</HI> whom <HI>I</HI> preferr'd to you as my Nephew, to be a Go-betwixt you and Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es, which quality <HI>I</HI> now abhorre, as <HI>I</HI> could wi&s;h your Lord&s;hip would leave&mdash;Wenching for this incon&s;tant Womans &s;ake that would be pro&s;titute unto your &s;ervant. 'Twas a flat bargaine, and but a flat one, but for the non-per|formance her husband may thanke their party of Sex, not his wifes want of de&s;ire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nere the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word <HI>I</HI> hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>What further end &s;hee had to &s;erve your Lord|&s;hip &s;he may relate her &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bel.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lo&s;t to my &s;elfe, and friends being made unfit</L>
<L>In any other Region to appeare,</L>
<L>And more unable to live other where;</L>
<L>Then in the pre&s;ence of my loved Lord</L>
<L>(Although not as my &s;elfe) <HI>I</HI> did a&s;&s;ume</L>
<L>That Ma&s;culine boldne&s;&s;e&punc; &s;o to let you know</L>
<L>My Lord, that <HI>I</HI> more fully could &s;ub&s;i&s;t</L>
<L>By the meere &s;ight of you, and &s;o containe</L>
<L>My &s;elfe, then &s;he your more re&s;pected Mi&s;tris</L>
<L>Could in the rich and plentifull enjoyments</L>
<L>Of your mo&s;t reall, and e&s;&s;entiall favours.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet let us &s;peake a&s;ide.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>What ayles my Friend? is not all this now but a plot to make me jealous?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am di&s;cover'd and undone.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>chafes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nere the &s;ooner for a ha&s;ty word <HI>I</HI> hope Friend. Come leave your waggery, is not all this but a plot now to make me jealous?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Plot good Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware</HI> would not hold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="56">
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor &s;hall it hold good Madam, <HI>I</HI> cannot be jea|lous, <HI>Sapientia mea mihi.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet the young Gentleman (&s;uch as you &s;ee he is) has lien with mee of old, before I was married; doe not looke &s;o di&s;maydly, I will not detect you with my hus|band for a hundred pound&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor will I be jealous for a thou&s;and Madam, your plot's too weake Facks, but where's my injur'd Kin&s;wo|man, Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>O <HI>Phebe Gin crack!</HI> &s;hee is by this time righted, that is Married.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sa.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Sapientia mea mihi,</HI> agen then for that, that was my plot, and it held Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My deare, deare <HI>Amie,</HI> and my <HI>Bellamy,</HI></L>
<L>I doe commend your vow of future cha&s;tity,</L>
<L>Vowing the &s;ame my &s;elfe, and here before</L>
<L>Your Brother, and the&s;e friends to help your marriage</L>
<L>I freely give you two hundred pounds a yeare</L>
<L>During your life.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now doe you note the effect of all Sir <HI>An|thony?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe with my much joy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And Mi&s;tris <HI>Saleware,</HI> for your fal&s;ehood</L>
<L>(Which I forgive, becau&s;e you are a Woman)</L>
<L>I quit familiarity with you, and advi&s;e you</L>
<L>To love your husband, giving him no cau&s;e</L>
<L>Of feare or jealou&s;y.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lord&s;hip councells well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sal.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hang feares and jealou&s;ies, I would there were no greater in the Kingdome, then in <HI>Tom Salewares</HI> Cox|combe; But by your favour friend, we will be friends no more, but loving man and wife henceforward.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>That &s;hall be as you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mu&s;ick.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Carele&s;&s;e, Cro&s;till, Wat, Phebe.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>See new Married couples, plea&s;e your Lord&s;hip
<PB REF="57">
to take notice?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Lov. Salutes the Brides.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Unkle and Madam, I am come to call you to my hou&s;e to Dinner, and your Lord&s;hip if you plea&s;e, and all the re&s;t here, I want one, my Rivall <HI>Bellamy,</HI> where is he? wee'l be all friends to day; and at night &s;weete heart,&mdash;at night, at night, at night&mdash;</P>
<P>Wee'l get the Boy that &s;hall become a Knight</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>You promi&s;e lu&s;tily.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>And <HI>Phebe</HI> if thou bee&s;t not better provided al|ready, if I get not thee with Squire, let me turne clown.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>But where's this <HI>Bellamy,</HI> what new Ladies that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Old Bel.</SPEAKER>
<P>This new Lady &s;ir, is that <HI>Bellamy</HI> you inquire for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sav.</SPEAKER>
<P>The &s;ame Gentleman that you accus'd your Aunt with.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clo.</SPEAKER>
<P>That I confe&s;&s;e had line with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, is't &s;o ifaith? and (now I thinke on't) introth I thought &s;o; would I have tax'd'her thinke you, but with a Woman? pray Mr. <HI>Bellamy</HI> let me &s;alute your lips, and good Unkle now wee are Neighbours, and both good Hou&s;e-keepers, let us not be &s;trangers to one another.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thr.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, as I &s;hall finde you by your wifes report I &s;hall be &s;till your Unkle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall be his heire in &s;pight o' the Devill, and all his workes and mine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lov.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come Madam, I finde here's Mu&s;ick, let's leade the Brides a Dance to &s;tirre their appetites to Dinner.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Daunce.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And now my Lord to grace our Wedding fea&s;t,</L>
<L>As you in honour are the greate&s;t Gue&s;t</L>
<L>You have full power to welcome all the re&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="57">
<HEAD>EPILOGUE.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WEll! had you Mirth enough? much good may't doe you,</L>
<L>If not, 'tis more then I did promi&s;e to you.</L>
<L>'Tis your own fault, for it is you, not wee</L>
<L>Make a Play good or bad; and if this be</L>
<L>Not an&s;werable to your expectation</L>
<L>Yee are the free-borne People of this Nation,</L>
<L>And have the power to cen&s;ure Worth and Wit,</L>
<L>But wee must &s;uffer for what you commit.</L>
<L>Yet wee're re&s;olv'd to beare your gentle Hands,</L>
<L>And if you will tie us in any Bands,</L>
<L>Let us be bound to &s;erve you, and that's thus,</L>
<L>To tell you truth, as long as you &s;erve us.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT>
<TEXT LANG="eng">
<FRONT>
<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="58">
<PB REF="58">
<P>THE NOVELLA, A <HI>COMEDIE.</HI></P>
<P>Acted at the <HI>Black-Friers,</HI> by his MAJESTIES Servants, <HI>Anno</HI> 1632.</P>
<P>WRITTEN By RICHARD BROME.</P>
<BIBL>MART.</BIBL>
<Q><L>Hic totus volo rideat L&icirc;bellus.</L></Q>
<P><HI>LONDON.</HI></P>
<P>Printed for RICHARD MARRIOT, and THO. DRING, and are to be &s;old at their Shops in <HI>Fleet-&s;treet,</HI> 1653.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="59">
<PB REF="59">
<LIST>
<HEAD>The Per&s;ons of the <HI>Play.</HI></HEAD>
<ITEM><LIST>
<HEAD>Two Senators.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>PAntaloni</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Guadagni</HI></ITEM>
</LIST></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Fabritio,</HI> Sonne to <HI>Pantaloni.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Pi&s;o,</HI> His Friend.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Franci&s;co,</HI> Lover of <HI>Flavia.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Horatio,</HI> His Friend&mdash;
<LIST>
<HEAD>Servants to <HI>Guadagni.</HI></HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>Nanulo,</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>A&s;tutta,</HI></ITEM>
</LIST></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Nicolo,</HI> Servant to <HI>Pantaloni.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Victoria</HI>&mdash;The <HI>Novella.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Jacconetta,</HI> Servant to <HI>Victoria.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Flavia,</HI> Daughter to <HI>Guadagni.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Paulo,</HI>&mdash;By-named <HI>Burgio.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Swatzenburgh.</HI>
<LIST>
<HEAD>Two Lawyers.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>Cheqinno,</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Pro&s;pero,</HI></ITEM>
</LIST></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Pedler,</HI> Woman.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Zaffi,</HI> an Officer.</ITEM>
</LIST>
<P>The Sceane <HI>Venice.</HI></P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="60">
<HEAD>PROLOGUE.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>SHould I not &s;peake a Prologue, and appeare</L>
<L>In a &s;tarch'd formall Beard and Cloake, I feare,</L>
<L>Some of this Auditory would be vext,</L>
<L>And &s;ay this is a Sermon without a Text.</L>
<L>Some thinke it &s;o e&s;&s;entiall, that they &s;ay</L>
<L>Nor foole, nor Prologue, there can be no Play.</L>
<L>Our Author's unprovided, and doth vow,</L>
<L>What e're I &s;ay mu&s;t &s;tand for Prologue now;</L>
<L>Then have at wit for once, why mayn't I be</L>
<L>Inspir'd with wit, and &s;ence extempore?</L>
<L>But fir&s;t I'le tell you, that I bad commi&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>From him to tell you that hee'l not petition</L>
<L>To be dubb'd Poet, for he holds it fit,</L>
<L>That nought &s;hould make a man a wit, but wit,</L>
<L>Hee'll 'bide his triall, and &s;ubmits his cau&s;e</L>
<L>To you the Jury, &s;o you'l judge by Lawes.</L>
<L>If Pride or Ignorance &s;hould rule, he feares</L>
<L>An unfaire tryall, 'cau&s;e not try'd by's Peeres.</L>
<L>Faith be your &s;elves a while, and pa&s;s your vote</L>
<L>On what you under&s;tand, and doe not dote</L>
<L>On things 'bove nature or intelligence;</L>
<L>All we pretend to is but Mirth and Sence.</L>
<L>And he that lookes for more, mu&s;t ee'ne goe &s;eeke</L>
<L>Tho&s;e Poet-Bownces that write Engli&s;h Greeke.</L>
<L>Our Author aimes only to gaine you laughter,</L>
<L>Which if you won't, hee'l laugh <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> you hereafter.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</FRONT>
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB REF="60">
<HEAD>THE NOVELLA.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT I.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Pi&s;o, Fabritio.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>COme, I prote&s;t i'le have you home againe,</L>
<L>And tell all to your Father, if you goe not</L>
<L>More chearfully on about this bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O <HI>Pi&s;o</HI> I deare&s;t (deare&s;t?) only Friend,</L>
<L>That Name of <HI>Father</HI> tis, that checks my blood,</L>
<L>And &s;trikes a filiall Reverence through my Soule;</L>
<L>Layes load upon my loynes, clogging my &s;teps,</L>
<L>And like an armed <HI>Angell</HI> warnes me back.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So, &s;o, he runs away to proper purpo&s;e</L>
<L>That beares his Hue and Cry in's con&s;cience.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is not yet day-light: night will conceale</L>
<L>My &s;ecret purpo&s;es. I will returne.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do &s;o; and damne thee blacker then the night,</L>
<L>Thee and thy Father too for company</L>
<L>Expre&s;&s;e your filiall Reverence &s;o, doe &s;o.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deare <HI>Pi&s;o</HI> peace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Peace fond <HI>Fabritio.</HI></L>
<L>Do&s;t thou not fly from him to &s;ave his Soule?</L>
<L><PB REF="61">His and thine own to boot? will not thy &s;tay</L>
<L>(Stay not to an&s;wer me) ruine your Family;</L>
<L>Cut off all hope of <HI>Ble&s;&s;ing,</HI> if not <HI>Being</HI></L>
<L>Of your Po&s;terity? and all this by obaying</L>
<L>A wilfull Father in a lawle&s;&s;e Marriage;</L>
<L>More fatall (I fore&s;ee't) then ere our State</L>
<L>Of <HI>Venice</HI> yet produc'd example for.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O now thou tear'&s;t my very bowells <HI>Pi&s;o,</HI></L>
<L>Should I con&s;ent (as I dare not deny</L>
<L>My over-ha&s;ty Father) to this match,</L>
<L>I &s;hould &s;ubmit my &s;elfe the mo&s;t perfidious,</L>
<L>That ever &s;hadow'd <HI>Treachery</HI> with <HI>Love.</HI></L>
<L>No, my <HI>Victoria,</HI> &s;ooner &s;hall this &s;teele</L>
<L>Remove thy hindrance from a &s;econd choyce,</L>
<L>Then I give word or thought, but to be thine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why flie we not to <HI>Rome</HI> then, where you left her,</L>
<L>And &s;hun the danger of your Fathers Plot,</L>
<L>Which would not only force you break your Faith</L>
<L>With cha&s;t <HI>Victoria,</HI> but to wed another,</L>
<L>Who&s;e faith is given already to another?</L>
<L>Double damnation! 'Twere a way indeed</L>
<L>To make your children ba&s;tards o' both fides.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can there no way be found to &s;hun the danger</L>
<L>Of this &s;o ha&s;tily intended Marriage,</L>
<L>But by my flight, and the mo&s;t certaine lo&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Of mine inheritance?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>That would be thought on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay; who comes here?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mu&s;ick, and divers Gentlemen pa&s;&s;e to and fro with lights, at la&s;t Enter Pantaloni, lighted by Nicolo, with darke Lanthorns.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Some Night-walkers, that throw</L>
<L>Balls at their Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es, well of all Citties</L>
<L>Under the univer&s;all raigne of venery,</L>
<L>This is the civill'&s;t! in what &s;weet tranquillity,</L>
<L><PB REF="61">The &s;ubjects pa&s;&s;e by and &s;alute each other!</L>
<L>Stay, what grave bea&s;t, what reverend <HI>Gib</HI> is that?</L>
<L>(I'th' name of darkne&s;&s;e) dropt out of a gutter?</L>
<L>O age what art thou come to!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray forbeare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Looke there <HI>Fabritio, Venus</HI> can it be?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Feb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come y'are deceav'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay now I know I am not,</L>
<L>For by that little loving glimp&s;e of light</L>
<L>That leads him on, <HI>Fabritio,</HI> tis thy Father.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray thee peace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What will this City come to?</L>
<L>A young man &s;hall not &s;hortly venture to</L>
<L>A vaulting Schoole for feare he jumpe in the</L>
<L>Same &s;adle with his Father, to the danger</L>
<L>Of his old bones.
<STAGE>Enter Franci&s;co, and Horatio.</STAGE></L>
<L>Stay here comes more. This is</L>
<L>Some &s;peciall haunt! &s;ure tis the habitation</L>
<L>Of the <HI>Novella</HI> lately come to Town,</L>
<L>Which drawes the admiration of all</L>
<L>The Rampant Gallantry about the City!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>They &s;ay &s;hee's yet a Virgine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And is like</L>
<L>So to continue, &s;till &s;hee prove &s;tale fi&s;h,</L>
<L>At the rate &s;hee's &s;tamp'd for: for &s;he has &s;et</L>
<L>Such a large price upon her new nothing,</L>
<L>That Venery and Prodigality are at ods</L>
<L>About her, it &s;eemes thy <HI>Father</HI> could not bargaine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fie! 'twas not he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not hee! peace and &s;tand clo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is &s;hee &s;o rare a Creature, this <HI>Novella?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ho.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Rare? above excellent (man) it is unpo&s;&s;ible</L>
<L>For a Painter to flatter her, or a Poet to bely her</L>
<L>In ayming to augment her beauty: For</L>
<L><PB REF="62">I &s;aw her that can judge.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now if a man</L>
<L>Were to unkennell the hand&s;ome&s;t &s;hee Fox</L>
<L>In <HI>Venice,</HI> let him follow the&s;e doggs. Sure</L>
<L>Shee is earth'd hereabouts. They have the &s;ent.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have not &s;eene her often?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Onely thrice</L>
<L>At Church, That's once for every day, that &s;hee</L>
<L>Has beautified this City.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What rare helpe</L>
<L>May this be to <HI>devotion,</HI> that he &s;peaks of!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>And all this <HI>Beauty,</HI> and this &s;eeming <HI>vertue</HI> Offer'd to &s;ale?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thought 'twas &s;uch a peece.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thence only &s;prings the knowledge of her worth</L>
<L>Marke but the price &s;hee's cry'd at: two thou&s;and Duccats</L>
<L>For her Maydenhead, and one moneths &s;ociety.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What a way, now, would that money reach</L>
<L>In Buttock-beefe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee is indeed for beauty,</L>
<L>Per&s;on, and Price, fit onely for a Prince:</L>
<L>I cannot thinke a le&s;&s;e man then the <HI>Duke</HI></L>
<L>Him&s;elfe mu&s;t beare her; and indeed 'twere pitty</L>
<L>That &s;hee &s;hould &s;inne at le&s;&s;e advantage.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why do <HI>we</HI> then make way to vi&s;it her</L>
<L>By our expence in Mu&s;ick?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A wary whore-ma&s;ter: I like him well:</L>
<L>A penneyworth for a penny would be look'd for.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why <HI>Franci&s;co?</HI> Why?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Franci&s;co!</HI> is it hee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Although her price be &s;uch to be &s;old for</L>
<L>In ready money, &s;hee is yet allow'd</L>
<L>To give her&s;elfe for love if &s;hee be pleas'd.</L>
<L>Who knowes how well &s;hee may affect a man</L>
<L><PB REF="62">(As here and there a Woman may by chance)</L>
<L>Onely for <HI>vertue?</HI> That's worth our adventure,</L>
<L>But I wi&s;h rather we could purchace her</L>
<L>At the &s;et price betwixt us for a twelvemonth</L>
<L>Our friend&s;hip &s;hould not &s;uffer us to grudge</L>
<L>At one anothers good turnes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>There's love in couples,</L>
<L>What whelpes are the&s;e? &s;ure this <HI>Franci&s;co</HI> is</L>
<L>The late for&s;aken lover, betroth'd to <HI>Flavia</HI></L>
<L>Whom now thy Father would &s;o violently</L>
<L>Force thee to marry.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would he had her <HI>Pi&s;o.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>O here they pitch, &s;tand clo&s;e, wee'l heare their Mu&s;ick.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Song.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come &s;ad <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI> wee'l to morrow &s;ee</L>
<L>This Miracle of nature, who&s;e meere &s;ight</L>
<L>Will wipe away the injury thou &s;ufferd'&s;t</L>
<L>In <HI>Flavia;</HI> and make thee quite forget her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis he, and I will &s;peake to him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good forbeare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Franci&s;co</HI> mu&s;t not &s;o forget his <HI>Flavia.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>What are you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Men, that would have you be &s;o,</L>
<L>And not to wanton out your holy vowes
<STAGE>Drawes</STAGE></L>
<L>Dancing your &s;elfes to th'Devill.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat doe you meane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I meane, <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI> you too much forget</L>
<L>The love you bore to <HI>Flavia,</HI> &s;hee to you,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee has for&s;aken him, and is be&s;tow'd</L>
<L>(Forc'd by the torrent of her fathers will)</L>
<L>On young <HI>Fabritio, Pantalonies</HI> Sonne.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here &s;tands the man denies it, &s;peake <HI>Fabritio.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not that I undervalue <HI>Flavius</HI> worth,</L>
<L>But not to violate her faith by breach</L>
<L><PB REF="63">Of mine, were all this &s;igniory her dowry</L>
<L>(Here is my hand <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI>) i'le not wed her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t embrace you &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And Gentlemen,</L>
<L>My Lodging is not farre, plea&s;e you retire,</L>
<L>And there repo&s;e your &s;elfes untill the light</L>
<L>That now is near at hand, &s;hall point you forth</L>
<L>A way to future comfort; you &s;hall finde</L>
<L>Good wine and welcome, plea&s;e you to accept it</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your offer &s;ir is large: yet let me aske</L>
<L>If we may re&s;t &s;ecurely for a day;</L>
<L>Lurke clo&s;e and private, till the appointed houre</L>
<L>For this forc'd Marriage be over-&s;lipp'd,</L>
<L>In ca&s;e that our nece&s;&s;ity may require it?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I under&s;tand you, Take mine honor of it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be cheard <HI>Fabritio,</HI> thou &s;halt not to <HI>Rome,</HI></L>
<L>VVe may prevent thy danger nearer home.</L>
<L>Now night we thanke, and follow thee away</L>
<L>(As being thy &s;ervants) from th' approach day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You conclude well, lovers and &s;prights are</L>
<L>Night-walkers, warn'd away by th'morning Starre.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT I. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Guadagni in his Study. A Taper, Baggs, Books, &amp;c.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>WHile&s;t yet the Leaden finger'd god of &s;leepe</L>
<L>Keeps clo&s;e the eye-lids of phanta&s;tick <HI>youth,</HI></L>
<L>Feeding their acry fancies with light dreames,</L>
<L>Of wanton plea&s;ures; giddy, vaine delights,</L>
<L><PB REF="63">The ever watchfull cares of aged Parents</L>
<L>Throw ope the gates and windowes of &s;oft re&s;t,</L>
<L>Making our midnight noone, to guard and order</L>
<L>The whol&s;ome fruits of our continuall labour.</L>
<L>VVhol&s;ome and happy off-&s;prings of my paines</L>
<L>Thus I &s;alute you and implore your &s;afty,</L>
<L>And thus that you may re&s;t, grow and increa&s;e</L>
<L>Mine eyes prevent the breakers of your peace.</L>
<L>But &s;ee the morning ha&s;tens to relieve me!</L>
<L>Day &s;preads apace, and warmes the provident hand</L>
<L>Doe out the u&s;ele&s;&s;e taper. Hoe! what hoe!
<STAGE>Enter Nanulo, A&s;tutta.</STAGE></L>
<L><HI>Nanulo! A&s;tutta!</HI> is it midnight with you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your &s;ervants are all here and ready &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>About about, you drow&s;y headed drones,</L>
<L>VVhere is my Daugher?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Up and ready too &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah ha&s;te you to <HI>Pantalonies</HI> hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>The rich <HI>Magnifico?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVho el&s;e, you Rat?</L>
<L>Tell him I doe attend his comming hither,</L>
<L>To expedite the worke we have in hand.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;hall be done &s;ir, plea&s;e you give me pa&s;&s;age.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here take the Keys; lock the dore after him</L>
<L>Then call my Daughter to me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>See &s;hee's here &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Nan. A&s;t.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Flavia</HI> my Girle, &s;ee how my early <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">r<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Provides for thee, The toyle of many yeares</L>
<L>By dayly travaile, and my nightly watches</L>
<L>Lies here in readine&s;&s;e to build thy for<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">une.</L>
<L>And take it willingly, &s;ince thou con&s;ent&s;t</L>
<L>To match unto my will; whereby this Coyne,</L>
<L>Thy &s;elfe, and both our joyes may finde increa&s;e.</L>
<L>I can no le&s;&s;e then thanke thee <HI>Flavia,</HI></L>
<L>Although I mu&s;t confe&s;&s;e, my &s;ute was long,</L>
<L><PB REF="64">And grievous to me, ere thy childi&s;h will</L>
<L>Yeilded to my appointment of a husband:</L>
<L>For whom (with no &s;mall joy I &s;peak't) thou did&s;t</L>
<L>Ca&s;t off (indeed) the off-<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">cum of his blood</L>
<L>The poore, degenerate in fortune, fellow,</L>
<L>I &s;corne to name him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas my <HI>Franci&s;co</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By which thou gain'&s;t the Nonpareil of heires</L>
<L>In all this wealthy City.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir tis not</L>
<L>The Riddance of the one, to gaine the other,</L>
<L>Both which are equall ble&s;&s;ings unto me</L>
<L>Can ad unto my pre&s;ent happine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>More, then the thought of your paternall wi&s;dome,</L>
<L>VVho&s;e provident care was author of this good:</L>
<L>Chiefly to you I therefore wi&s;h the comfort.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It will be &s;o: I finde it my deare child</L>
<L>For though thy joy I know will be abundant</L>
<L>Mine mu&s;t exceed, that includes thine with it.</L>
<L>VVhy &s;mil'&s;t thou <HI>Flavia?</HI> to think how deare</L>
<L>Thy <HI>Hymeneall</HI> day, to morow is?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>No I could weepe for that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How! ha! whats that?</L>
<L>This money's mine againe, and thou art not</L>
<L>If thou do&s;t wi&s;h one dayes procra&s;tination,</L>
<L>Degenerate brat, changeling&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deare Father&mdash;Father&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Th'a&s;t &s;eene thy la&s;t of happine&s;&s;e: all content</L>
<L>From this black minute, and thy &s;elfe are &s;trangers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, I be&s;eech you heare me&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gu.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Get you in</L>
<L>I'le mew you up where never Sun &s;hall &s;how</L>
<L>Into what endle&s;&s;e mi&s;ery i'le ca&s;t thee;</L>
<L>Nor any &s;ound bring &s;uccour to thine Eare.</L>
<L>To call thee back from torment.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="64">
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir,&mdash;deare &s;ir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>My &s;elfe will be your Keeper, Cook, and Carver.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed you will be &s;orry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sorry! for what?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>For the mi&s;take you run away withall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did&s;t thou not &s;ay thou wept'&s;t, becau&s;e to mor|row was come &s;o nigh?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So nigh and yet not come &s;ir,</L>
<L>Fearing how many dangerous houres are thither.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha! I beginne to be now &s;orry indeed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Loves Minutes, &s;ir, are dayes, and houres are years,</L>
<L>When each protracted, multiplies our feares.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now I am &s;orry with all my heart; and here's a</L>
<L>Thou&s;and checqines to expiate my tre&s;pa&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>But do not let thy husband know of them</L>
<L>Till he redeeme a fault to their full value,</L>
<L>Oh mine own Gi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">le, my honey, honey Girle?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Was not I &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> applauding of your wi&s;dome,</L>
<L>And giving you the glory of my comfort</L>
<L>In this approved match?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou did&s;t, thou did&s;t,</L>
<L>With teares of joy I mu&s;t confe&s;&s;e thou did&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Had you but heard me out, I had magnified</L>
<L>My fortune, &s;prung out of your providence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speake yet, and I will heare attentively.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t then, how fir&s;t your admirable wi&s;dome</L>
<L>Weighing how I had &s;etled my affection</L>
<L>Upon <HI>Franci&s;co</HI> excellent in parts,</L>
<L>Of noble blood, how ever low in fortune,</L>
<L>You gave your free con&s;ent (knowing your e&s;tate</L>
<L>To be a portion fitter to re&s;tore him</L>
<L>Unto the dignity of his Ance&s;tors,</L>
<L>Then to be added to anothers Mu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">k-hill)</L>
<L>That I &s;hould be his wife&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's this you &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="65">
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay deare &s;ir flie not off.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, on then, on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;ay you gave con&s;ent, that I &s;hould be</L>
<L>Wife to that noble Gentleman (pray &s;it &s;till &s;ir)</L>
<L>As you had fore&s;eene my future happines</L>
<L>Only in him con&s;i&s;ted&mdash;&s;ir untill</L>
<L>This wealthy heire, young <HI>Fabritio,</HI></L>
<L>You Neighbour Trade&s;-mans Son, of great e&s;tate,</L>
<L>Was by his father tender'd unto you</L>
<L>For me a husband, then un&s;eene by mee:</L>
<L>But &s;ince I mu&s;t confe&s;&s;e a proper man,</L>
<L>Worthy a fitter Wife&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet Mode&s;ty.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But that your wi&s;dome needs will have it &s;o,</L>
<L>By rea&s;on that his heapes may purcha&s;e honour,</L>
<L>Which to'thers wants can never wa&s;h away,</L>
<L>But farewell him: I mu&s;t looke this way now;</L>
<L>And crown your wi&s;dome with this clo&s;ing point,</L>
<L>That whereas I betroth'd was to <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>Pantalonies</HI> Sonne unto another,</L>
<L>(A Lady as tis ju&s;tified at <HI>Rome</HI>)</L>
<L>You force me on this man, the fitte&s;t husband</L>
<L>On whom to make my party good hereafter,</L>
<L>Who &s;hall not dare to upbraide my breach of faith.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And i&s;t not a &s;ound policy my <HI>Flavia?</HI>
<STAGE>A Bell rings.</STAGE></L>
<L>But now no more; old <HI>Pantaloni</HI> comes,</L>
<L>I take it. How now! dos he not come?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nanulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Signor <HI>Pantaloni,</HI> &s;ir, intreats you</L>
<L>Meet him on the <HI>Rialto</HI> in&s;tantly,</L>
<L>That you may goe to the Advocates together.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is my <HI>Flavia</HI> interchangeably</L>
<L>To &s;eale your Marriage covenants; make thee happy,</L>
<L>Looke to my hou&s;e and havings; keepe all &s;afe,</L>
<L>I &s;hall be ab&s;ent mo&s;t part of this day,</L>
<L><PB REF="65">Be carefull Girle, thine own &s;peciall good</L>
<L>Requires thee to't: and therefore I dare tru&s;t thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Happy &s;ucce&s;&s;e attend you &s;ir, whil&s;t I Re&s;t here in prayers for you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thanks my child,</L>
<L>Come &s;irrah lock the doore. But fir&s;t (dee hear)</L>
<L>Beware that none have entrance in my ab&s;ence</L>
<L>Except <HI>Fabritio, Pantalonie's</HI> Sonne;</L>
<L>Or &s;uch as I have warranted, looke to it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>With due re&s;pect.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come lock the doore I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I, I, be &s;ure of that, and I could wi&s;h</L>
<L>My thoughts were pri&s;oners too: that they might fly</L>
<L>No further then the ca&s;ement, or the wicket;</L>
<L>Where they (loo&s;e things) get out, and nothing bring</L>
<L>Back to this heart, but cold and &s;ad returnes.</L>
<L>O my <HI>A&s;tutta</HI>&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter A&s;tutta.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now or never helpe me!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As thou did&s;t ever dreame what true love was,</L>
<L>Fancy &s;ome way to quit me of this bondage;</L>
<L>Or el&s;e contrive this houre to be my la&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What! would you di&s;obey your <HI>Father?</HI> what!</L>
<L>So good, &s;o carefull, and &s;o wi&s;e a <HI>Parent?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O doe not vex me into longer life.</L>
<L>Either &s;peake helpe, or let me die in &s;ilence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, at &s;ixteene; you would die at &s;ixteene?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>El&s;e let thy pitty of my youth pre&s;erve me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O <HI>Cupid</HI> what a <HI>Termagant</HI> tyrant art thou</L>
<L>Over poore &s;ubjects of &s;ixteene! There is not one</L>
<L>Among a hundred of tho&s;e tickli&s;h <HI>Trifles</HI></L>
<L>But is more taken with a <HI>Toy</HI> at &s;ixteene</L>
<L>Then &s;ix and twenty: becau&s;e by that time</L>
<L>The edges of mo&s;t maydenheads are allayd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay deare <HI>Astutta</HI> ha&s;t thou thought a cour&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="66">
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What to prevent your Father, my good Ma&s;ter?</L>
<L>Thinke you I can turne traytor to his tru&s;t,</L>
<L>And cro&s;&s;e his purpo&s;e for your Marriage?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If Knife, or Poy&s;on, Fire, or Water may</L>
<L>Remove this wretched cau&s;e, i'le do it el&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, you were be&s;t leape from the top o'th'hou&s;e</L>
<L>Into the <HI>Cavail grande:</HI> and there perhaps</L>
<L>Some courteous <HI>Gondaliar</HI> may catch you up,</L>
<L>And waft you to &s;ome hou&s;e of deare delight.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou tortur'&s;t me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;ee the doore is &s;hut,</L>
<L>And <HI>Go-by-ground</HI> your fathers Giant here</L>
<L>More &s;terne then <HI>Cerberus</HI> holds fa&s;t the Key,</L>
<L>You can make no ex<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ion; nor let in</L>
<L>Any attempt for your redemption:</L>
<L>No Letter or a Me&s;&s;age can approach you,</L>
<L>But by this Gyant-dwarfe your Fathers Agent,</L>
<L>Though I my &s;elfe were wicked to a&s;&s;i&s;t you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O could&s;t thou be &s;o vertuous! Then I know</L>
<L>Some quaint devi&s;e would i&s;&s;ue from thy braine&punc;</L>
<L>To conjure and controwle his weaker &s;pirits.</L>
<L>Thou know&s;t I have command of Gold and Jewells</L>
<L>Enough to buy a Senators large con&s;cience:</L>
<L>Doe thou command it all to win him to us,</L>
<L>That petty thing. Dos he appeare bribe-free?</L>
<L>Is he the only officer uncorrupted?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nanulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Madona Flavia&punc;</HI> newes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>What I be&s;eech you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>From your elected Bridegroome, brave <HI>Fabritio.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Di&s;&s;emble patience as you are a woman,</L>
<L>Or hope to be; and heare him hand&s;omely.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>How dos hee <HI>Nanulo?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>That was well &s;aid.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVell and re&s;pectfull towards you it &s;eemes,</L>
<L><PB REF="66">For hee de&s;ires you not to &s;tir abroad,</L>
<L>As I could wi&s;h you would not&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In&s;olent &s;lave!</L>
<L>You know I may not &s;tir beyond the Key</L>
<L>You keepe, and yet you wi&s;h me &s;tay within.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVill you marre all? the rea&s;on?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The rea&s;on is, he meanes to &s;end anon</L>
<L>A <HI>Mercadante</HI> from the <HI>Merceria,</HI></L>
<L>The famous Pedler woman of this City</L>
<L>VVith her mo&s;t precious wares; for you to choo&s;e</L>
<L>VVhat you &s;hall like, and take them as his pre&s;ents,</L>
<L>(A ceremony us'd on wedding Eves)</L>
<L>Such Rings, &s;uch Things, &s;uch Knacks, &s;uch Knots &amp; Bobs;</L>
<L>Such Curles, &s;uch Purles, &s;uch Tricks and Trilly bubkins</L>
<L>As Mayds would turne no Mayds almo&s;t to &s;ee 'hem!</L>
<L>And can you yet be angry at &s;uch newes</L>
<L>VVith me the glad&s;ome bringer?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Very good!</L>
<L>I have heard of this rare Pedler-woman;</L>
<L>And that &s;hee is much us'd in clo&s;e affaires</L>
<L>Twixt parties <HI>Hee</HI> and <HI>Shee;</HI> and doe not doubt</L>
<L>Since you make golden offers (gentle Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e)</L>
<L>To worke her to your ends, as neare (dee marke?)</L>
<L>As womans wit may reach at &s;uch a pinch,</L>
<L>Pray let her come.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVell &s;ir, you know I &s;hall not &s;tir abroad;</L>
<L>VVhen &s;hee is come &s;hee's welcome with my thanks.</L>
<L>Returne &s;o by the me&s;&s;enger.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t readily.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now M<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;tris if I chance to &s;et the &s;adle</L>
<L>On the right hor&s;e; that is, to place your Mayden-head</L>
<L>VVhere you would faine be&s;tow it, I tru&s;t you will</L>
<L>Out of your &s;tore reward me with a dowry</L>
<L>Fit to convey me to a <HI>Trade&s;mans&punc;</HI> Bed.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and wi&s;h there a &s;econd Maydenhead,</P>
<P><PB REF="67">On the condition.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well, be chearfull then,</L>
<L>And cleare tho&s;e cloudy looks, awake your &s;en&s;es,</L>
<L>Refre&s;h your temples, row&s;e invention up.</L>
<L>I have found ground to build on; but there lacks</L>
<L>Much rewing, &s;quaring, joynting, to make &s;ure,</L>
<L>Again&s;t all &s;tormes, our lofty Archi'ture,</L>
<L>Come up to councell?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now thou comforts me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt. Om.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT II.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Pantoloni, Guadagni, Nicolo, with a Zaffies habit under his arme.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>IS this <HI>Checquino's</HI> hou&s;e, your Advocate?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is, and <HI>Pro&s;pero</HI> your learned Councell</L>
<L>Is with him here, attending too, our comming.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis well, Give me my writings <HI>Nicolo,</HI></L>
<L>Plea&s;e you to enter: I'le di&s;patch my man,
<STAGE>Exit. Guad.</STAGE></L>
<L>And follow in&s;tantly. Now <HI>Nicolo,</HI></L>
<L>About the &s;erious bu&s;ines <HI>Nicolo,</HI></L>
<L>In which this morning I in&s;tructed you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>For your revenge &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Right my Apprehen&s;ion</L>
<L>On that di&s;courteous, cur&s;ed <HI>Curtezan,</HI></L>
<L>Twill breed me more delight, then all the dalliances</L>
<L>I could have found in her mo&s;t free ambraces;</L>
<L>I hug my quick and &s;weet invention for it;</L>
<L>Here take this <HI>gold;</HI> this bright refulgent <HI>gold,</HI></L>
<L>Twenty Checquines, and promi&s;e twenty more</L>
<L>On the performance of the brave exploy't</L>
<L><PB REF="67">Twill take unto my wi&s;h, I doe fore&s;ee't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Twill be &s;ir, &s;uch a notable Revenge</L>
<L>That the report of it in after-ages</L>
<L>Will either mortifie concupi&s;cence</L>
<L>In young la&s;civious Harlots; or, at lea&s;t,</L>
<L>Fright out of'em their itch of wronging age:</L>
<L>They &s;hall no more dare to put youthfull tricks</L>
<L>On yeares, and gravity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right my <HI>Nicolo.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sli'd &s;ir, and if you &s;hould not be revengd,</L>
<L>An old man &s;hould not &s;tep in the <HI>Bordello</HI></L>
<L>Without the taunts of Boyes and Gondelie<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s,</L>
<L>Crying take heed, old man, you be not &s;erv'd</L>
<L>As the <HI>Movella</HI> fitted <HI>Pantaloni.</HI></L>
<L>So, in &s;hort time, the City were well &s;erv'd</L>
<L>When age &s;hall be a&s;ham'd to crawle to lechery.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Right, witty Knave. Go heartily about it,</L>
<L>Thinke what a Ma&s;ter tis thou do&s;t it for,</L>
<L>That has no &s;lender tie upon thy duty;</L>
<L>One that has bred thee from a youngling up</L>
<L>To this maturity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t acknowledge it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And <HI>Nicolo,</HI> it was no petty kindnes</L>
<L>To manumize your Father from the Galley</L>
<L>Which you cannot forget.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet mu&s;t I heare it&mdash;?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But i'le urge thee no further. Boy be carefull;</L>
<L>Worke but this for me with effect and &s;peed,</L>
<L>And bind me as a Father to thy need.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You have even &s;poyl'd all now. I had as good a mind</L>
<L>And thought to ha' gone as heartily about</L>
<L>This peece of villany as the Devill, that</L>
<L>Is in my Ma&s;ter could devi&s;e, or wi&s;h</L>
<L>Till that ore-doing &s;pirit put me out;</L>
<L>Could he not &s;ee 'twas well; and mi&s;chievous</L>
<L><PB REF="68">Enough in con&s;cience, but him&s;elfe mu&s;t cro&s;&s;e it?</L>
<L>Dos he thinke by redeeming of my Father</L>
<L>To &s;lave me with his boa&s;ts, and foule upbraydings?</L>
<L>Had he &s;till rowd i'th' gally, I not knowing,</L>
<L>The toyle, the &s;mart and griefe had been his own:</L>
<L>Now I inherit what was then his paine,</L>
<L>Hearing continually the cla&s;h of's care,</L>
<L>And his f<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ll &s;tripes, out of this Bablers mouth,</L>
<L>Which more then kills my thanks; it wreaks my Spleen.</L>
<L>To br<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">g of benefits one hath be&s;towne</L>
<L>Doth make the be&s;t &s;eeme le&s;&s;e, and mo&s;t &s;eem none:</L>
<L>So often times the greate&s;t curte&s;ie</L>
<L>Is by the doer made an injury.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Fabritio.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Nicolo</HI> well met. I &s;aw you hou&s;e my Father,</L>
<L>And waited for you. Come you &s;hall draw neare.</L>
<L>This is a neare friends Lodging Gentlemen,
<STAGE>Pi&s;o&punc; Fran|ci&s;co, Hora&punc; at a Table, Wine, &amp;c.</STAGE></L>
<L>My fathers &s;peciall man I told you of;</L>
<L>Pray bid him welcome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t intirely,</L>
<L>Plea&s;e you to &s;it &s;ir: Here's a &s;hort potation.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But good <HI>Lyatico</HI> I a&s;&s;ure you &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>I'le be your ta&s;ter to quit feare of danger,
<STAGE>Pi&s;o drinks.</STAGE></L>
<L>And now i'le let you know we have made oath</L>
<L>Upon this nimble ma&s;ter of invention</L>
<L>This &s;prightly liquor to be firme, and faithfull</L>
<L>To one another in a pre&s;ent project.</L>
<L>Take you the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ame, and grow in one with us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>May I not aske what end your project aimes at?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor what, nor unto who&s;e&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let it &s;uffice,</L>
<L>We carry that about us &s;hall end you,
<STAGE>They draw Stillettoes</STAGE></L>
<L>And pre&s;ently, if you comply not with us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay, nay, by faire meanes Gentlemen I pray.</L>
<L>I am apt enough to mi&s;chiefe of my &s;elfe.</L>
<L><PB REF="68">Looke yee. I &s;weare with you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>He drinks.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis well. Now know</L>
<L>Tis for the good of your young Ma&s;ter here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then you would u&s;e me in &s;ome treachery Again&s;t my old one.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou art a Sooth&s;ayer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Look you, i'le &s;weare againe, I like your oath,</L>
<L>Your deep <HI>Lyatick oath</HI> here, wondrous well.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>He drinks</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis well done <HI>Nicolo:</HI> try the bottome of't&mdash;<HI>thrice</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will comply now and complot with you,</L>
<L>And was indifferently prepar'd before.</L>
<L>Provided alwayes that it tend not to</L>
<L>Danger of's Life.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cou'd&s;t thinke me &s;uch a Villaine?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay, if it were, 'twere no di&s;paragement</L>
<L>To &s;take my head with yours. But Gentlemen,</L>
<L>Plea&s;e yee fall roundly now upon the bu&s;ines,</L>
<L>I have now &s;worne enough.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then you mu&s;t an&s;wer</L>
<L>To the&s;e intergatories. Fir&s;t do you know</L>
<L>If the old men <HI>Guadagni</HI> and <HI>Pantaloni</HI></L>
<L>Doe hold their purpo&s;e for their match to morrow</L>
<L>Betwixt <HI>Fabritio</HI> here, and <HI>Flavid?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They are marying of 'em now at their Lawyers,</L>
<L>By Deed and Covenant, under Hand and Seale.</L>
<L>I left them, and their Bookes there now together,</L>
<L>And for the Prie&s;t to morrow is the day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is not <HI>Fabritio</HI> mi&s;t at home this morning?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, not at all, the old man's mind's &s;o carried</L>
<L>Upon the wings of this new marriage f<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rtune&mdash;</L>
<L>I cry you mercy &s;ir, you are the Gentleman</L>
<L>I thinke, that &s;hould have had her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>In good time &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>In good time may you I'le do &s;omething for you&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hone&s;t, de&s;erving <HI>Nic.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="69">
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir thus it is:</L>
<L>My Ma&s;ter &s;ent in my young Ma&s;ters name,</L>
<L>(The more to indeare his &s;ervice and his care</L>
<L>To the young Lady) that the Merchante&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>The rich Shee pedler of the <HI>Merceria</HI></L>
<L>Should vi&s;it her to day with all her wares,</L>
<L>For her to take her choyce to deck her Bride&s;hip;</L>
<L>If you know how to plough now with that Heyfar</L>
<L>You may herhaps convey a me&s;&s;age to her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know her, and will fit you with directions.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou ha&s;t given a hint, for which I will renown thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But <HI>Nicolo,</HI> where was your reverend Ma&s;ter</L>
<L>Attended by your &s;elfe before day-light?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prithee inquire not further, 'twas not he&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>The doubtfull light deceav'd you &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No more then Noon ifaith, a man may &s;pie</L>
<L>An old whore-ma&s;ter in the darke&s;t night</L>
<L>Like an old Cat, by th' gloring of his eyes.</L>
<L>Will his old Mutton-monger&s;hip nere leave?</L>
<L>He is already known &s;ufficiently</L>
<L>Thorough the City for his gift that way;</L>
<L>And yet he will deny his &s;onne free choyce,</L>
<L>And force him marry one hee not affects.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That is his drift, whereby he may inherit</L>
<L>From him the &s;ame licenciou&s;ne&s;&s;e; and make</L>
<L>The World acknowledge him the more his Son.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But has he made the purchace? has he bought</L>
<L>The famous peece of fle&s;h, the rare <HI>Novella?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I could un&s;hale a plot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nere doubt but doe't then,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>My noble <HI>Nicolo</HI> out with't I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ni.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I would intreat the favour of this <HI>Senate</HI></L>
<L>I might unfold it only unto one.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take your free choyce.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="69">
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To you young Ma&s;ter then,</L>
<L>Take heede wee render not ridiculous</L>
<L>Your Father to the wildne&s;&s;e of their youth:</L>
<L>But to your &s;elfe I will di&s;clo&s;e a &s;ecret</L>
<L>That may be wrought to your advantage.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>On.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis true, my Ma&s;ter was with the <HI>Novella</HI></L>
<L>Drawne by the loo&s;e de&s;ires of wanton fle&s;h;</L>
<L>But &s;uch a foule affront he did receave</L>
<L>As ju&s;tly doth provoke his dire revenge,</L>
<L>Which he hath tru&s;ted me to execute.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>How <HI>Nicolo?</HI> but fir&s;t what was th' affront?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He bargain'd with her; and for &s;ome large price</L>
<L>Shee yeilded to be his. But in the night</L>
<L>In the condition'd bed was laid a <HI>Moore;</HI></L>
<L>A hideous and dete&s;ted <HI>Blackamore,</HI></L>
<L>Which he (demanding light to plea&s;e his eye,</L>
<L>As old men u&s;e all motives)</L>
<L>Di&s;coverd and inrag'd, for&s;ooke the hou&s;e;</L>
<L>Affrighted and a&s;ham'd to aske his coyne againe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;eekes Revenge How, how, good <HI>Ni|colo?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thus &s;ir, you know what common di&s;repute</L>
<L>Falls upon Man or Woman that is found</L>
<L>Conver&s;ing with the common City-hangman,</L>
<L>That neare&s;t Kinred after &s;uch conver&s;e,</L>
<L>Shun their &s;ociety, as they would doe him</L>
<L>(The Hangmans &s;elfe) &s;o odious are they held</L>
<L>Except it be tho&s;e officers allowd</L>
<L>By the <HI>State-publick</HI> to negotiate with him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know it <HI>Nicolo.</HI> But what can follow?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis plotted that the Hangman &s;hall go to her,</L>
<L>And be di&s;cover'd with her in &s;uch &s;ort,</L>
<L>As her di&s;grace &s;hall force her fly the City,</L>
<L>And I have undertaken to effect it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="70">
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It mu&s;t be then by bribing of the Hangman:</L>
<L>And how can&s;t thou do that with thine own &s;afety?</L>
<L>Thou may&s;t be &s;o di&s;coverd and &s;o hated.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For that ob&s;erve the politique invention</L>
<L>Of my old Ma&s;ter! the habit of a <HI>Zaffi,</HI></L>
<L>One of th'inferiour Mini&s;ters of Ju&s;tice,</L>
<L>That walkes betweene the <HI>Senate,</HI> and their Friend</L>
<L>The Executioner of their commands.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>But what di&s;gui&s;e &s;hall &s;hrowd the Hangman thither, who&s;e own &s;hape is as horrid as the Plague?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The habit of &s;ome &s;tranger in the City,</L>
<L>Which here is gold to purchace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou ha&s;t inform'd,</L>
<L>Nay more thou ha&s;t in&s;pir'd mee <HI>Nicolo!</HI></L>
<L>I &s;hall find way by this, to breake the contract</L>
<L>My Father would inforce; pre&s;erve his credit,</L>
<L>And &s;ave the poore <HI>Novella</HI> from the &s;ame</L>
<L>My father threatens by his own di&s;grace</L>
<L>Be then but true to me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, if I faile&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Enough: I'le tru&s;t thee. Keepe the gold thy &s;elf:</L>
<L>Give me this Habit. Get thy &s;elfe another</L>
<L>In all points like it, and in that returne</L>
<L>Unto my Father, confidently tell him</L>
<L>The Hangman undertakes it, and at five,</L>
<L>Soone in the Evening, in &s;trangers habit,</L>
<L>He will acco&s;t her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le &s;ee't perform'd,</L>
<L>Tru&s;t to my word and care, and thy reward.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I leave all to you &s;ir. And crave my di&s;mi&s;|&s;ion.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>What! Has he done?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t friendly. Farewell <HI>Nicolo.</HI>
<STAGE>Exit. Nic.</STAGE></L>
<L>He has given me plot enough, if I but worke it;</L>
<L><PB REF="70">And it produce not Comick &s;port i'th' end</L>
<L>I mu&s;t &s;ub&s;cribe my Wit is not my Friend,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t crave your a&s;&s;i&s;tance Gentlemen.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>We have beene plotting too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And though our proj<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ct run not the &s;ame way,</L>
<L>It may conclude with yours to crown the day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>So to your &s;everall wayes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am for the <HI>Novella.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT II. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Victoria above, looking in a Gla&s;&s;e, Jacomo, Paulo, by-named Burgio.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>SO I am ready: And tru&s;t me <HI>Jacconetta</HI></L>
<L>My pretty Moore, (for &s;o I &s;till mu&s;t call thee</L>
<L>For thy deare Ma&s;ters &s;ake that gave thee to me)</L>
<L>Thou art grown skilfull in the&s;e quaint attires,</L>
<L>So lately unacquainted with my wearing:</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t plaid the good beginner at this dre&s;&s;ing,</L>
<L>And by thine indu&s;ty and further practi&s;e,</L>
<L>I doubt not but my Knowledge will grow ripe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And by that Knowledge, you your &s;elfe &s;oone rotten.
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE></L>
<L>O! could the&s;e Creatures grow &s;till towards ripene&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, being <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ipe, abide &s;o, and no further,</L>
<L>What excellent fruit they were!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat &s;ay you <HI>Borgio?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;ay among the twenty thou&s;and <HI>Curtezans</HI></L>
<L>In and about this City, none becomes</L>
<L>The dre&s;&s;ing, or the habit like your &s;elfe;</L>
<L>Your mo&s;t unparallel'd&punc; &s;elfe! But, noble&s;t Lady,</L>
<L><PB REF="71">Thinke tis your per&s;on beautifies the Dre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Not it, your per&s;on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why not it my per&s;on?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, as the flame the fuell;</L>
<L>To worke it into coales, and &s;o to a&s;hes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still <HI>Borgio</HI> in your old morality!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e Tires, the&s;e Chaines, the&s;e Paintings, and the&s;e Gawds</L>
<L>Are but the &s;prigs and leaves, the butchers u&s;e</L>
<L>To &s;et out fle&s;h to &s;ale with; or, at be&s;t,</L>
<L>But the gay <HI>Garlands</HI> which adorne the Bea&s;t</L>
<L>Prepar'd for Sacrifice&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Peace <HI>Borgio,</HI> peace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And as tho&s;e Bea&s;ts, &s;o &s;en&s;ele&s;&s;e are you women</L>
<L>Of the mo&s;t certaine danger you put on,</L>
<L>With your vaine glorious gayety; chips and &s;trawes,</L>
<L>To kindle fire of lu&s;t, in who&s;e lew'd flame</L>
<L>Sinkes (with <HI>Troyes</HI> Buildings) <HI>Natures</HI> choyce&s;t</L>
<L>Flame.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I would I under&s;tood this mi&s;ery!</L>
<L>Deale freely with me <HI>Borgio,</HI> what new art</L>
<L>Ha&s;t thou in practi&s;e, that thou &s;et&s;t a face</L>
<L>Shiningly varni&s;h'd with Divinity</L>
<L>On a profe&s;&s;ion, that makes Nature vile</L>
<L>In her own &s;hame? Lu&s;t's in&s;trument!</L>
<L>Nay ca&s;e of in&s;truments, holding all meanes</L>
<L>For propagation and maintaining of it;</L>
<L>To make thy Gaine out of its dregs and fragments.</L>
<L>Tell me, do&s;t thinke by preaching mode&s;ty</L>
<L>To quit thee of the ba&s;ene&s;&s;e of thy trade;</L>
<L>A poore nece&s;&s;itous <HI>Bravo?</HI> or ha&s;t hope</L>
<L>To live upon my hone&s;ty, and yet be &s;till</L>
<L>Thy &s;elfe a <HI>Ruffiano?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would give o're, would you; and change my Function.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="71">
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha,&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What meane you <HI>Borgio,</HI> would you now &s;poile all?</L>
<L>Did you in&s;truct her in this way of profit,</L>
<L>And no le&s;&s;e plea&s;ant too, then profitable</L>
<L>(As mo&s;t of my Bookes titles are) whereby</L>
<L>Shee was &s;o well re&s;olved to goe on&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hold thy peace foole: &s;hee will runne on the fa&s;ter.</L>
<L>Thou know&s;t not how much harme, preaching has done</L>
<L>'Mong&s;t women. She will prove the only Sweep-&s;take</L>
<L>In all the City.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<P>O are you there Devill?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, leave this grumbling, or i'le turne you off</L>
<L>Among&s;t your Brothers, and your Sons <HI>Ruffianos,</HI></L>
<L>To lurch i'th' night betwixt eleaven and two</L>
<L>To rob and drown for prey; till being taken</L>
<L>Imediate Hanging followes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'm now your Creature;</L>
<L>My noble re&s;olute Mi&s;tris; now I adore you:</L>
<L>Now you &s;hine bright; your bravery now becomes you,</L>
<L>Yet (let me tell you under faire correction)</L>
<L>I have &s;ome cau&s;e to hinder your de&s;ires,</L>
<L>And theyrs that &s;eeke you more, yet, for a time.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your rea&s;on &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You know I was preferrd to you for a <HI>Bravo</HI></L>
<L>Of long and deare experience: I have &s;erv'd</L>
<L>Six, the mo&s;t famous <HI>Dames,</HI> this City bred</L>
<L>The&s;e &s;ixty yeares; none &s;corning my advi&s;e,</L>
<L>By which, and their endeavours they grew up</L>
<L>To pur&s;e the price of <HI>Providences;</HI> which be&s;towd</L>
<L>The mo&s;t in publique, &s;ome in pious u&s;es</L>
<L>Purchac'd them fame, almo&s;t Canonization.</L>
<L>The la&s;t and lea&s;t of them, <HI>Margarita Emiliana</HI></L>
<L>Founded the <HI>Augustinian Monastry</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="72">I &s;howd you late; where &s;hee has daily prayers.</L>
<L>The&s;e women, whom &s;ucce&s;&s;ively I &s;erv'd,</L>
<L>Fell not by ra&s;h adventure unto all</L>
<L>Great <HI>Fortunes</HI> offers; but by &s;ound advi&s;e</L>
<L>(Which kept their Bodies &s;ound and 'rich'd their coffers)</L>
<L>Were long e're they embrac'd; by which their price</L>
<L>And beauty grew of greater e&s;timation,</L>
<L>My profit in this too is unneglected:</L>
<L>For long &s;u&s;pen&s;e, and tedious Expectation</L>
<L>Bring me more certaine fees; where, if you fell</L>
<L>Imediatly to work, my work were done,</L>
<L>And your own too, perhaps too &s;oon: witnes the falls</L>
<L>That <HI>Pox</HI> and <HI>Poverty</HI> have brought on many!</L>
<L>When their youths flame was &s;pent and they rejected,</L>
<L>When others of their <HI>Si&s;terhood</HI> were embrac'd</L>
<L>Into a whol&s;ome <HI>Nunnery.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This fellow &s;peakes my thoughts. <HI>Borgio,</HI> I thought</L>
<L>You had re&s;pect to your particular profit</L>
<L>In all this winding warine&s;&s;e for my good.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You may conceive, 'twould grieve me, that (where now</L>
<L>You have continuall new, and bounteous &s;uitors,</L>
<L>That yeild me fees for the bare &s;ight of you)</L>
<L>You &s;hould in yeilding to their common u&s;e</L>
<L>Send one man cloyd away, t'affright another</L>
<L>From his approach.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Borgio,</HI> no more of this,</L>
<L>A deare friend put you to me, for who&s;e &s;ake</L>
<L>I hitherto have follow'd your advi&s;e,</L>
<L>In hoy&s;ting up the price of my <HI>virginity.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To &s;uch a rate no common pur&s;e dares venture,</L>
<L>Nor common folkes pre&s;ume t' approach the hou&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And &s;uch as did attempt, by offring le&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>I have &s;ent back with &s;hame; as the old <HI>youth</HI></L>
<L>La&s;t night, for which I thanke thee <HI>Jacconetta&punc;</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="72">
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thinke I coold his grave concupi&s;cence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And therefore, doubt not, carefull <HI>Borgio,</HI></L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e I meet a husband by the way</L>
<L>I will not &s;toope this moneth at a le&s;&s;e rate,</L>
<L>Then the propo&s;ed &s;um and your con&s;ent.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I thanke you more then if you had po&s;&s;e&s;s'd</L>
<L>Me of the value of that &s;um propos'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He meanes her Maydenhead! I faith good &s;ir,</L>
<L>The mark's grown out of your old chaps, or el&s;e</L>
<L>Hang me if I believ'd you, by that little</L>
<L>I know of man.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So now about our bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Some of my vi&s;itants I know are neare,</L>
<L>Wayt circum&s;pectly <HI>Borgio.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>You need not doubt me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>There is &s;ome hidden vertue in this fellow,</L>
<L>Or dangerous ill: but whether let it be;</L>
<L>As was my Birth my purpo&s;e &s;hall be free.</L>
<L>Make fit my Chamber <HI>Jaconet.</HI> But fir&s;t</L>
<L>Give me my Lute; and &s;et me for the &s;igne</L>
<L>O what I meane to be, the fam'd <HI>Novella.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Song.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Whil&s;t &s;he playes and &s;ings above, <HI>Paulo</HI> waits below: Many Gallants pa&s;&s;e over the &s;tage gazing at her, <HI>Pi&s;o</HI> is received in by <HI>Paulo,</HI> after him a French Cavalier, then a brave Spaniard, and after him a glorious German. <HI>Paulo</HI> takes fees of all as they enter the hou&s;e.</STAGE>
<STAGE>The Song ended, <HI>Paulo</HI> appeares above with <HI>Victoria.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vict.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now <HI>Borgio,</HI> how &s;peakes your mu&s;ter roll?</L>
<L>What? are you full?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have an army royall</L>
<L>Of Princely &s;pirits, ready for incounter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>But one at once good <HI>Borgio.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="73">
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have encamp'd them each in &s;everall quarter.</L>
<L>Here lies the no le&s;&s;e politick then &s;tout</L>
<L><HI>Italian</HI> force, and there your &s;prightly <HI>French;</HI></L>
<L>Here the brave <HI>Spaniard,</HI> there the <HI>German</HI> bold;</L>
<L>Here the <HI>Polonian,</HI> and <HI>Sclavonian</HI> there;</L>
<L><HI>Per&s;ian</HI> and <HI>Grecian</HI>&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray thee hold. No more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>'Tis not your hou&s;e can hold, (would I admit'em)</L>
<L>One of each &s;everall nation would throng in</L>
<L>To make his battery on your virgin Fort.</L>
<L>The rich <HI>Piazza,</HI> on her greate&s;t Mart</L>
<L>Boa&s;ts not more Nations; nor St. <HI>Marke</HI> him&s;elfe</L>
<L>The under&s;tanding of more Languages</L>
<L>Then I (could I find hou&s;e-roome) could receave,</L>
<L>To be made one by your interpretation</L>
<L>O what a Daring gla&s;&s;e is &s;parkling beauty;</L>
<L>Fetching ambition from above the p<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">tch</L>
<L>Of towring Eagles, or Sky-touching La<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="missing" EXTENT="1 letter">ks</L>
<L>Down with a glance into the Nets of Love!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Praythee &s;peake nearer home, who ha&s;t thou hous'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have cull'd from the pack a &s;peciall prince;</L>
<L>Foure glittering Gallants; one of <HI>Italy,</HI></L>
<L>For our deare Countries &s;ake; But then a <HI>Mon&s;ieur,</HI></L>
<L>A joviall French-man, all of flame and &s;pirit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;hall not dare to meddle with his glory</L>
<L>For feare I fall with <HI>Semele,</HI> who next?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A <HI>Spaniard</HI> next, that, to adorne his pride,</L>
<L>Weares an Ep<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">tome of both the <HI>Indies.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;aw his punctuality pa&s;&s;e by.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And did you note his &s;tiffe re&s;ervedne&s;&s;e?</L>
<L>He dares not cough for breaking of his chaine,</L>
<L>But then there is a <HI>Dutchman, (Cargo lu&s;tick!)</HI></L>
<L>A jolly &s;trong chind <HI>German,</HI> princely borne;</L>
<L>A <HI>Landsgrave</HI> at the lea&s;t; who&s;e very bluntne&s;&s;e</L>
<L><PB REF="73">Promi&s;es more then the &s;harp-&s;et <HI>Italian,</HI></L>
<L>The fiery <HI>Frenchman,</HI> or the doughty <HI>Diego</HI></L>
<L>In all their eager pur&s;uit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That man <HI>Burgio!</HI></L>
<L>You have be&s;towd them all in &s;everall Roomes?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>O like fierce Bea&s;ts, from &s;ent of one another.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then fir&s;t, in faire requitall of the Mu&s;ick,</L>
<L>I doe imagine &s;ome of them be&s;towd</L>
<L>On me, this morning e're my Love appeares</L>
<L>To feed their eyes, let Mu&s;ick fea&s;t their eares.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Om.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT III.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Pi&s;o, Victoria.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>WHy not me, Lady? &s;tand not I as faire,</L>
<L>And fit for your embrace as any man?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes &s;ir, tis granted; and as acceptable</L>
<L>I yeild to none.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis but to try my Court&s;hip, I pre&s;ume,</L>
<L>That you put on this coyne&s;&s;e, and to draw</L>
<L>More ample te&s;timony of affection,</L>
<L>By Prote&s;tation, Prayers, Compliments;</L>
<L>The weake&s;t ceremonies due to love;</L>
<L>Meere noy&s;e and Lip-labour, with lo&s;&s;e of time.</L>
<L>I thinke with &s;corne upon &s;uch poore expre&s;&s;ions,</L>
<L>And am above the art of <HI>Amorists,</HI></L>
<L>That cringe and creepe by weake degrees of <HI>Love;</HI></L>
<L>To Ki&s;&s;e the hand, the Cheek, the Lip, then cry</L>
<L>O Divine touch! then &s;mirk, and then embrace,</L>
<L>Then nuzzle in the <HI>Elizium</HI> of your bo&s;ome,</L>
<L>And be entranc'd! meanes fit for duller &s;pirits,</L>
<L><PB REF="74">To gather heat and &s;trength of appetite.</L>
<L>My de&s;ire &s;peakes in <HI>Loves</HI> true dialect;</L>
<L>And, from my heart inflam'd, you may perceive</L>
<L><HI>Loves</HI> fire rage in mine eyes, enough</L>
<L>To melt to yeildingnes a frozen brea&s;t.</L>
<L>In this I talke too much. I finde you yeilding.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I my &s;elfe too blame&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let us retire then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mi&s;take me not good Signior. Keep your di&s;tance:</L>
<L>I blame my &s;elfe to let you overweene</L>
<L>By my long &s;ilence, that immode&s;ty</L>
<L>To be in me, that might embolden you</L>
<L>To your and my di&s;honor. Pray de&s;i&s;t,</L>
<L>And let the friendly welcome you have found</L>
<L>Per&s;wade your faire con&s;truction.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is this earne&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes in &s;ooth is it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le be playner then,</L>
<L>What make you here i'th' <HI>Smock-Faire,</HI> precious Mi&s;tris?</L>
<L>Or why the&s;e dre&s;&s;ings, the&s;e perfumes and paintings?</L>
<L>Doe you weare the habit of our <HI>Curtezans,</HI></L>
<L>And, by their art, call Gazers to your beauty,</L>
<L>Full of high hopes and flames of ardent Love,</L>
<L>Thus to delude, and make them witne&s;&s;es</L>
<L>Of a cold &s;eeming <HI>Cha&s;tity?</HI> what n<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">w Art</L>
<L>Is this? it cannot be to get a husband!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor a child neither &s;ir, that's le&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That's &s;oone believ'd, yet, no di&s;paragement</L>
<L>To your expert &s;ufficiency in the trade:</L>
<L>For the be&s;t Carpenters make fewe&s;t chips,</L>
<L>There's very few of all your function fruitfull:</L>
<L>Yet &s;ome there be approved men at armes</L>
<L>Famous in publique &s;ervice; and a many</L>
<L>Good handy craft&s;men in the <HI>Ar&s;enall</HI></L>
<L>Bred by this bounteous City from &s;uch mothers</L>
<L><PB REF="74">That nere could boa&s;t their fathers; and as many</L>
<L>Daughters (if they prove worthy in their feature)</L>
<L>Succeed their active Mothers in their fortunes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are better read then I &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis common knowledge Lady. Nor do I</L>
<L>Read this t'informe your &s;elfe, who were in&s;tructed</L>
<L>(I make no doubt) before your price was &s;et,</L>
<L>By all examples to your pre&s;ent practi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, I mu&s;t tell you now, you grow too lavi&s;h;</L>
<L>So, as I feare foule language; to'avoyd which</L>
<L>Let me intreat a faire departure hence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lady, this overacted State might fit</L>
<L>The wife of a <HI>Clari&s;&s;imo,</HI> or the ba&s;hfull</L>
<L>Daughter of &s;ome <HI>Patrician:</HI> but in you,</L>
<L>A pi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ce &s;et out to &s;ale, it but appeares</L>
<L>Affected &s;ingularity, more un&s;utable</L>
<L>To the temptations you weare about you</L>
<L>Then th'holy &s;eeming pictures in your Chamber.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;hould it trouble you &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It dos, to thinke what new and &s;ecret aime</L>
<L>You may intend by this; in taking on you</L>
<L>The habit, and the name of <HI>Curtezan:</HI></L>
<L>And, fir&s;t, to &s;et a price &s;o far beyond</L>
<L>The &s;trength of any ordinary meanes;</L>
<L>And then to &s;hew a carriage that may &s;trike</L>
<L>Lu&s;t out of countenance! O the Knot's di&s;&s;olv'd!</L>
<L>O <HI>Oedipus!</HI> O <HI>Sphynx!</HI> I now have found it</L>
<L>You fi&s;h for Fi&s;hermen (tis pregnant truth)</L>
<L>Shee claps a Cardinall aboord at lea&s;t:</L>
<L>Tis not a Lay-mans pur&s;e, or Learning can,</L>
<L>Or purchace, or confute you, i&s;t not &s;o?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now you are foule indeed, and I mu&s;t plead</L>
<L>My priviledge again&s;t you &s;ir, you know</L>
<L>I have a freedome grounded upon cu&s;tome</L>
<L>Here in this City, for a moneth to make</L>
<L><PB REF="75">Choyce of my Lodging, &s;et what price I plea&s;e</L>
<L>Upon my &s;elfe; admit what vi&s;itants</L>
<L>I &s;hall thinke fit; no other, nor no more;</L>
<L>And this without controule, or lea&s;t exception</L>
<L>Of you or any man; &s;ecur'd by th' City,</L>
<L>So &s;afe from out-rages, that lea&s;t abu&s;e</L>
<L>May, on my ju&s;t complaint, be puni&s;hable</L>
<L>In whom&s;oever by affront dares grive me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I feare &s;hee'l prove another creature then</L>
<L>The Bea&s;t I tooke her for: &s;hee knows her &s;trength&punc;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yet thus much (for you are a Gentleman)</L>
<L>I'le yeild for &s;atisfaction unexacted:</L>
<L>If in this Moneths &s;pace, in that honor'd way</L>
<L>(For I de&s;paire not of a husband &s;ir)</L>
<L>Of holy Marriage, I be not promov'd;</L>
<L>Nor, by that time prefix'd, the great Son tenderd</L>
<L>(Great as you terme'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">) for my virginity;</L>
<L>And that I &s;toope for le&s;&s;e, here is my hand,</L>
<L>I will be yours as freely as mine owne</L>
<L>At your own price.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Said like a noble Wench,</L>
<L>Onely a word by way of friendly advi&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;o farewell. This Maydenhead of yours,</L>
<L>By you &s;o highly pris'd; now being ripe</L>
<L>(And therein only merchantable ware)</L>
<L>Will, if you over&s;l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">p the &s;ea&s;on, grow</L>
<L>Sodainly ful&s;ome, &s;treight way &s;tale, then Rotten:</L>
<L>Think upon choyce&s;t Fruit, or Foule, or Fi&s;h,</L>
<L>Rich Wines, or any Rarity; how &s;oone</L>
<L>Their vertue's lo&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic</SPEAKER>
<P>I am enough in&s;tructed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ce more farewell&mdash;pray ponder on the&s;e things.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Feare not I &s;hall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Could you con&s;ider how 'twould grieve a &s;oule</L>
<L>Indued with Rea&s;on, Knowing, the true u&s;e</L>
<L><PB REF="75">Of <HI>Nature's</HI> delicates, to &s;ee 'hem lo&s;t,</L>
<L>O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;poil'd for want of &s;ea&s;onable ta<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ng,</L>
<L>I know you would, and thanke me for my coun&s;ell.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed and &s;o I doe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed farwell then.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hee's gone, at la&s;t the tedious &s;torme is over.</L>
<L>I &s;hall want day, as well as patience</L>
<L>T'indure and an&s;wer all the re&s;t &s;o largely,</L>
<L>See my &s;prightly <HI>Frenchman!</HI> I mu&s;t looke</L>
<L>For a hot O <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t now, though a &s;hort Skirmi&s;h.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Horatio, like a French cavalier, Paulo pre&s;ents him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let me in my approach admire that Object</L>
<L>That vindicates the voyce of Fame, in proving</L>
<L>She<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> was no Lyer in the lowd reports,</L>
<L>That blaz'd it for the Beauty of the World!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good &s;it beware idolatry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The <HI>Egiptians,</HI></L>
<L>Would they forbeare their wonted heatheni&s;h wor&s;hip,</L>
<L>And fall in adoration of this face&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed i'le heare no more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lady you mu&s;t,</L>
<L>You are &s;o farre above the pitch of flattery</L>
<L>That highe&s;t court&s;hip in our be&s;t of Language</L>
<L>Wants due expre&s;&s;ion of your &s;upreame graces:</L>
<L>And not to tender you the heighth of pray&s;e</L>
<L>Were mere Ru&s;ticity, rather prophanation.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yet. Let me &s;tay you there, and let me tell you</L>
<L>You have worded well your high conceipt of me,</L>
<L>But in a way &s;o low, &s;o unde&s;erving</L>
<L>A courtiers art, that I have found you none.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>No Courtier Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, no Courtier &s;ir,</L>
<L>How can it fall in courtly under&s;tanding&punc;</L>
<L>That beauty can be conquerd by it's prai&s;e?</L>
<L>It breeds but le&s;&s;e re&s;pect, and oft times &s;corne</L>
<L><PB REF="76">From tho&s;e that are ambitious of prai&s;e</L>
<L>On &s;uch prai&s;e-givers. And if you came onely</L>
<L>Thus to pronounce my prai&s;e, you have &s;aid enough.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay deare&s;t Lady, &s;aving your di&s;plea&s;ure&mdash;</L>
<L>I mu&s;t come clo&s;er to her, &s;hee'l forget
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE></L>
<L>Shee is a whore el&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, your further plea&s;ure</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To tell you, Lady, now I like your wit</L>
<L>Equally with your beauty; briefly of which</L>
<L>A word or two, and &s;o unto our bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>(You tax me with the lo&s;&s;e of time already)</L>
<L>You doe con&s;ider fitly, that to prai&s;e</L>
<L>What we would purchace makes the value higher:</L>
<L>It is the chapmans rule to di&s;commend.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Right &s;ir, were you to buy a Hor&s;e or Jewell,</L>
<L>You would not prai&s;e it pa&s;t the price propounded.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, where I finde the worth exceed the price.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>(I am betray'd. Hee brings the Money &s;ure)</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And, that you know I doe e&s;teeme your worth</L>
<L>Above all Salary, I yeild my &s;elfe,</L>
<L>Fraught with unvaluable Love and Honor</L>
<L>To be the due reward of your embraces.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's this &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, to a thou&s;and double Duccatts?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You cannot thinke &s;o poorely, or if &s;o,</L>
<L>Perceive them in a ta&s;te of my endowments.</L>
<L>Fir&s;t &s;ee my late compo&s;ure; where the flame</L>
<L>Of the &s;oule-ravi&s;hing art of <HI>Poe&s;y</HI></L>
<L>May light your judgement 'bove the love of money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You'l &s;ay my &s;oule is noble, then if I</L>
<L>(As I prote&s;t I doe) complaine the wants</L>
<L>Of even the be&s;t profe&s;&s;ors of that art.</L>
<L>The words are &s;et.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>To notes my voyce can ma&s;ter?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Plea&s;e you to read 'hem &s;ir, and in requitall</L>
<L><PB REF="76">Of &s;uch a debt, my mayd &s;hall &s;ing 'hem for you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Jacconetta.</STAGE>
<STAGE><HI>Jacconetta,</HI> ob&s;erve this Dity.</STAGE>
<P>Hee Reades the Song.</P>
<LG>
<L>Let not the corrupted &s;teame</L>
<L>Of invective breach bla&s;pheme,</L>
<L>Ladies for tho&s;e artfull graces</L>
<L>Which they lay upon their Faces:</L>
<L><HI>Ceru&s;e</HI> and <HI>Vermillion</HI> there</L>
<L>As aptly may be layd.</L>
<L>As (to cover <HI>Nature</HI> bare)</L>
<L>All other parts be clad.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Be wee &s;ick in any part,</L>
<L>Pain'd, or Lame, we &s;eeke to Art,</L>
<L>(Nature's Rector) to re&s;tore</L>
<L>&V;s, the &s;trength we had before.</L>
<L>Who can &s;ay a Ladies Face</L>
<L>Le&s;&s;e meriteth the co&s;t,</L>
<L>Or the priviledge, or grace</L>
<L>Her other parts may boa&s;t?</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ladyes no, &s;ince Time may &s;teale</L>
<L>Natures bounty, learne to heale;</L>
<L>And with nimble hand repaire</L>
<L>Teeth and Lips, Cheeks, Eyes and Haire;</L>
<L>Filling wrinkles, purling veynes:</L>
<L>That unperceav'd may be</L>
<L>&V;pon your lookes, the &s;troakes and paines</L>
<L>Of Age and Ca&s;ualty.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<PB REF="77">
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now try your voyce, Maide.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Jac. Sings.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>However 'twas well Sung, you &s;eeme to &s;light</L>
<L>In &s;uch requitall, my e&s;teeme of you:</L>
<L>But yet there re&s;ts in me a quality,</L>
<L>I may &s;uppo&s;e not &s;o to be requited.</L>
<L>Plea&s;e you command your Mu&s;ick, I will Dance,</L>
<L>To what you fir&s;t &s;hall name of late&s;t practi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your skill hath made you confident; and I</L>
<L>Do &s;o much honour the&s;e endowments in you,</L>
<L>That I my &s;elfe will an&s;wer you in this.</L>
<L>Name you the Dance &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>To come the clo&s;er to you, the <HI>Novella.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am but weakly practis'd yet in that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Some other then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No let it be the &s;ame.</L>
<L>Goe play it <HI>Jacconetta,</HI> the <HI>Novella.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Jac.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I doe begin to doubt my qualities</L>
<L>Will not pa&s;&s;e here in payment at the rate</L>
<L>My &s;chooling co&s;t me, when &s;hee repayes all</L>
<L>I can be&s;tow, in the &s;ame coyne againe:</L>
<L>But &s;ince I'm in, i'le on, and make the be&s;t</L>
<L>Both Face and Legs I can in't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dance.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>How like you it Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For &s;o much &s;ir as you have excell'd me</L>
<L>I crave your kind acceptance of my thanks.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;till had rather you were pleas'd to accept</L>
<L>Me and my whole de&s;ervings. I come to you.</L>
<L>If you e&s;teeme of Court&s;hip, Language, Quality,</L>
<L>Sorting a Gentleman of be&s;t degree,</L>
<L>The Mixture of who&s;e knowledge with his practi&s;e</L>
<L>Co&s;t thrice your golden Son; let me and tho&s;e</L>
<L>Be made the meed of your mo&s;t &s;weet enjoying.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not make you &s;uch a lo&s;er &s;ir,</L>
<L><PB REF="77">But rather wi&s;h you had your money againe</L>
<L>Tho&s;e excellencies co&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>You doe not flout me Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, i'le &s;peake plainly &s;ir, the&s;e qualities</L>
<L>Might on &s;ome thriving Stage, and lucky legs</L>
<L>Bring you your money againe, winning, perhaps,</L>
<L>The love of &s;ome old Lady, by &s;tirring up</L>
<L>The embers of affection, rather lu&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did ever woman talke &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But certes here</L>
<L>They will not pa&s;&s;e for ready money &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I dreampt as much. Shee has a devilli&s;h wit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My curte&s;ie &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> forbids me bid you hence;</L>
<L>But having private bu&s;ine&s;&s;e of my own</L>
<L>I mu&s;t crave leave to leave you to the thought</L>
<L>Of what two thou&s;and Duccats are.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be hand'd.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is it perform'd &s;ir? have you done the feat?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox o' your Fates.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ju&s;t as the Mu&s;ick playd I warrant you</L>
<L>Sir, 'twas a moving Le&s;&s;on; playd to th'life.</L>
<L>We &s;truck it home, that you might do &s;o too.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Rogue, too, jeeres me! &s;ir I &s;hould doe well</L>
<L>To &s;trike, or beat your unde&s;erv'd Fee</L>
<L>Out of your bawdy Pocket.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As if you had not done the doe you came for!</L>
<L>What pretty wayes can Gentlemen find out</L>
<L>To &s;ave their moneys! 'Tis worth prai&s;e in &s;ome,</L>
<L>That have but little, or come hardly by't,</L>
<L>By travaile, &s;tudy, or laborious toyle,</L>
<L>Deare &s;hifts &s;ometimes, and dangerous wayes with hazard&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Very good!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But for you Gallants, that have, as it were</L>
<L><PB REF="78">Wealth above with borne with you, and &s;till growing</L>
<L>Up with you, pa&s;t the reach of your expences;</L>
<L>And never &s;weat, but for your exerci&s;e,</L>
<L>Or what your exerci&s;es bring you to!</L>
<L>For you to thinke your plea&s;ures co&s;tly; faine</L>
<L>Excu&s;e for petty fees, now the great charge</L>
<L>Is paid, and your de&s;ire &s;atisfied&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>No more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Alas &s;ir, what is a poore Duccatoun</L>
<L>After a thou&s;and Duccats?&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha' you done?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Would you had not; 'le&s;&s;e my reward were better.</L>
<L>See, &s;ee, the bed made &s;moth againe and all!</L>
<L>(O precious craft!) as here had nothing been!</L>
<L>Well would yee were all as wi&s;e in greater matters.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis the Rogues humor: I will give him &s;omething</L>
<L>For abu&s;ing me. There's your Duccatoun</L>
<L>To worke more affability in your Mi&s;tris</L>
<L>Again&s;t my next approach.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It &s;eemes then yet</L>
<L>You are not cloyd with her deliciou&s;ne&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor had one ta&s;t (I &s;weare by life and honour)</L>
<L>Of all my hopes, more then her Hand and Lips.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Have you not in that a double meaning &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I vow, for ought I know &s;hee is a virgin.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Y'have &s;atisfied me, and perhaps my art</L>
<L>May in your ab&s;ence worke a little for you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thinke of me then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>My profit pricks me to it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Re&s;pect it then, Adieu.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Serviteur Mon&s;ieur.</L>
<L>The feare of thee is pa&s;t. I was almo&s;t</L>
<L>In a cold &s;weat: but all the danger now,</L>
<L>Lyes on the tother &s;ide o'th' hou&s;e; my Don</L>
<L>My hot Goat-<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ver'd <HI>Diego,</HI> &s;hould he now</L>
<L><PB REF="78">Di&s;charge his Pi&s;tols on her, they would prove</L>
<L>More forcible then Cannon-&s;hot on me.
<STAGE>Enter Pedro, Victoria.</STAGE></L>
<L>Faith quit me of &s;u&s;pect. How big hee lookes!</L>
<L>As if he &s;corn'd repul&s;e. If he grow violent</L>
<L>I'le bring the Duchman in to coole his pride,</L>
<L>And &s;et them by the eares for our <HI>Low Countries.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have not in all <HI>Spaine</HI> (where Maje&s;ty</L>
<L>Enthroned &s;its upon the brow of beauty,</L>
<L>And crowne the Ladies with prerogative</L>
<L>'Bove all the women of the Earth) incountred</L>
<L>With &s;uch a &s;corne, as here. Di&s;courteous woman,</L>
<L>Worthle&s;&s;e and ignorant of the weighty tru&s;t</L>
<L>Was tenderd to thee in my blood and honour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your blood and honour, will not feed or cloath mee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not change a word more with a mouth</L>
<L>So full of rudenes, and mechanick ba&s;ene&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not upon my &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>It mu&s;t be great and &s;odaine if it move me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee lookes that I &s;hould kneele and beg a Ki&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why &s;eeke you not to expiate your tre&s;pa&s;&s;e</L>
<L>By tender of your &s;elfe to my embraces?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cannot doe't: My virgin Mode&s;ty</L>
<L>Denyes that freedome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le no more delay,</L>
<L>I &s;ee tis only force mu&s;t conquer you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will not ravi&s;h me! within there! help!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo, Jacconetta.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What! is the great &s;ome tender'd?</L>
<L>Doe you want hands to tell your money Mi&s;tris?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, to take off the hands of Rape and Outrage</L>
<L>This proud imperious Spaniard grip'd me with.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Signior you mu&s;t not gripe nor grope here</L>
<L>Under the &s;um prefix'd; two thou&s;and Duccats.</L>
<L><PB REF="79">We have arithmetique to receave them by</L>
<L>In your own Pi&s;tolets, or peeces of Eight</L>
<L>In Rialls, if you plea&s;e; but not one &s;ingle one</L>
<L>To be abated, my mo&s;t thrifty <HI>Don;</HI></L>
<L>Whom I cannot abu&s;e enough me thinks,</L>
<L>I have &s;eene one in your &s;hape &s;o well pre&s;ented.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Villaine, i'le have thee whipp'd for this affront,</L>
<L>Thy fault is puni&s;hable by the Law.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not in defence of honour deare <HI>Don Tarquin.</HI></L>
<L>Preventing Rape and Murder.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>Villaine die.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He drawes Pi&s;toll.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not at this di&s;tance &s;ir,</L>
<L>Be&s;ides here's ayd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Swatzenburgh.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hence you Muskitta. Give a look more this way</L>
<L>I'le force thee take thy wings out at the window.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Borne down by <HI>Bravoes!</HI> let the place protect ye,</L>
<L>By my few minutes patience. My revenge</L>
<L>Shall &s;hortly &s;peake in thunder.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hold your peace;</L>
<L>And vent not here your lowd <HI>Rodomontadoes</HI></L>
<L>Le&s;t I &s;pit lightning.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> I am &s;ilent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be &s;o my politique <HI>Don.</HI> This <HI>Hans</HI> has &s;napt her;</L>
<L>The Dutch man carries her from your great claime:</L>
<L>And this may be an ominous portent</L>
<L>Again&s;t your title to the <HI>Netherlands,</HI></L>
<L>It may hold in the great worke &s;ir, as well</L>
<L>As in this &s;mall a&s;&s;ay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>Abus'd and Jeer'd!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor they heare me not my noble <HI>Signior,</HI></L>
<L>I'le tell you for your &s;atisfaction</L>
<L>This <HI>Alinanie</HI> is a you<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ker that would marry her,</L>
<L>And &s;hee nor I dur&s;t beare it otherwi&s;e,</L>
<L>(Knowing by chance he &s;lipp'd into the hou&s;e,</L>
<L><PB REF="79">And overheard us) when you come againe</L>
<L>I will informe you further, you &s;hall finde</L>
<L>My information worthy of a fee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped</SPEAKER>
<P>Take from my hand a peece of foure Gazetts.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That's three pence &s;terling, you are bounteous &s;ir,</L>
<L>So, now, looke bigge and vani&s;h.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Pedro.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have not &s;ir, in my &s;hort &s;tory &s;trayd</L>
<L>In the lea&s;t &s;illable from truth, and were</L>
<L>The eyes of all the world fix'd upon</L>
<L>My &s;eeming Levity, my mind &s;hould be</L>
<L>Still con&s;tant as the center to that end</L>
<L>Re&s;erv'd in my free thoughts.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why was the &s;um, then, of two thou&s;and duccats</L>
<L>Proclaim'd the price of your virginity?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>To keep the fl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;h flies off, you know my aime &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I find the noble Lady; nor can I</L>
<L>Further attempt a breach upon your honor.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Upon tho&s;e termes I pray &s;ir be my Gue&s;t,</L>
<L>I have by this time a &s;l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ght Dinner &s;taying.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>You favours make me bold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>See all in readine&s;&s;e <HI>Jacconet.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Jac.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le drinke a frolick Lady;</L>
<L>M<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">th and good wine take me: My loo&s;e de&s;ire</L>
<L>Is to cha&s;t love refin'd by <HI>Ve&s;ta's</HI> fire.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Am I a prophet? &s;ure the Dutchman's tane</L>
<L>In a cha&s;t &s;nare indeed. I did but forge it</L>
<L>For an excu&s;e to calme and rid the Spaniard,</L>
<L>And he &s;eemes to prevent my fiction: yet</L>
<L>Pre&s;umption &s;hall not &s;way me. Womens wiles</L>
<L>Are oft times pa&s;t prevention, and men catch</L>
<L>Sence of the wrongs, which to prevent they watch.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="80">
<HEAD>ACT IV.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Flavia, A&s;tutta with a Letter.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>IF this move him not, nay prevaile not with him</L>
<L>To the accompli&s;hment of your de&s;ire,</L>
<L>Would I were a man, both for your &s;ake and his.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>What would&s;t thou do?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t take away the cau&s;e</L>
<L>Of your Greene-&s;ickne&s;&s;e by killing him; then</L>
<L>Cure you my &s;elfe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>What wonders thou would&s;t doe!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I, if I were a Man and able to doe what I</L>
<L>Now de&s;ire (for I would have mine own de&s;ire &s;till)</L>
<L>I would doe wonders indeed. Believe it Mi&s;tris,</L>
<L>An able man that has but a weake womans de&s;ire</L>
<L>Has an unknown thing; and may doe any unknowne thing, for ought I know&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I pray thee leave thy idle pratle, and let</L>
<L>Me heare thy moving Letter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Heare it then,</L>
<L>As your own Act and Deed, and quickly &s;igne it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<LETTER LANG="eng">
<P>MY deare <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI> If you intend not my death, helpe me to breake Pri&s;on this Night: El&s;e tho' my Execution be appointed to morrow mor|ning by a forc'd Marriage, I will prevent it by a &s;peedier way, and by my own hand die,</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Yours and Love's Martyr.</SIGNED>
<POSTSCRIPT>
<P>Here, write your Name.</P>
</POSTSCRIPT></CLOSER>
</LETTER>
<SP>
<PB REF="80">
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>But thou ha&s;t &s;et him down no meanes&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ast.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's in the Po&s;t&s;cript, marke,</P>
<P><HI>The la&s;t minute that I will expect you &s;hall be three in the morning, when from the back Window I will either fall into your Armes, or on my Death.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thank thee good <HI>A&s;tutta.</HI> O that the me&s;&s;enger Would be as true to mee!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If we cannot win her to't, tis but a Letter lo&s;t,</L>
<L>How doe they&punc; that have whole pockets <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">l of &punc;h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m</L>
<L>In readine&s;&s;e to borrow money?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray thee peace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why I doe not thinke there's any of 'hem within hearing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou dallie&s;t with my feares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fear it not M<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;tris, &s;he is as &s;ure at &s;uch a lift&mdash;</L>
<L>And &s;o &s;hee's come already.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nanulo, Franci&s;co, like a Pedler Woman with her Box.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Look you Lady, I told you true, here is the</L>
<L>Party, that has the Knacks and things; come</L>
<L>Open, open, and &s;h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">w all.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra</SPEAKER>
<P>Not before you good &s;it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you &s;o coy of your toyes?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your diligence were better &s;omewhere el&s;e:</L>
<L>This prying into womens bu&s;ine&s;&s;es</L>
<L>Is ill &s;ir for your eye-&s;ight, and perhaps</L>
<L>May &s;poile your growth, Good Sir, I crave your ab|&s;ence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t give way. Shee has a devili&s;h tongue. <HI>Exit</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mi&s;tris, &s;hee's for our turne I warrant you</L>
<L>I finde it by her aptnes to abu&s;e him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come Mi&s;tris Bride,&mdash;Nay blu&s;h not, pretty one,</L>
<L>To take the name one day before your time.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I hate the Name, on tho&s;e accur&s;ed termes,</L>
<L><PB REF="81">That have prefix'd the time. Good <HI>A&s;tutta,</HI></L>
<L>Breake with her by your &s;elfes; I cannot &s;peake:</L>
<L>My teares forbid me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope you will not offer it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come Mi&s;tris, &s;ee. What weep you, pretty one?</L>
<L>What! and the great good turne &s;o near you? ha!</L>
<L>What will &s;he doe to morrow night?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even cry out right perhaps.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Perhaps &s;o too; and laugh as fa&s;t e're morning,</L>
<L>Come Lady, come, hear me, and &s;ee my ware:</L>
<L>Tis from <HI>Fabritio,</HI> he, that noble Gentleman,</L>
<L>Dos not your heart leap now? Now but &s;uppo&s;e</L>
<L>French chaines here of five hundred crowns a peece;</L>
<L>A rich Pearle Neck-lace, Saphire and Ruby Bracelets;</L>
<L>Variety of Jewells, and a Diamond work&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hate their price and them, the Sender more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray peace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot: let mee goe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray &s;tay &s;weet Lady,</L>
<L>I doe not &s;ay <HI>Frabritio</HI> &s;ent &s;uch things,</L>
<L>I &s;aid I came from him, that noble Gentleman.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is not noble.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Judge him by his pre&s;ents,</L>
<L>And &s;ee the things he &s;ends.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I would not heare</L>
<L>A mention of him; much le&s;&s;e would I &s;ee</L>
<L>The lea&s;t relation from his hated hands.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray Mi&s;tris &s;ee 'hem! Open your Box I pray.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Had &s;he there <HI>Lucrece</HI>' Knife, or <HI>Portias</HI> coales,</L>
<L>Or <HI>Cleopatra's</HI> a&s;hes I could embrace 'em.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Look you how near I fit you. See what's here
<STAGE>A halter a Knif a Viall.</STAGE></L>
<L>What a choyc<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> chaine is this! and here's a Knife,</L>
<L>As &s;harpe as that of <HI>Lucrece.</HI> And, for coales,</L>
<L>Here is a poi&s;onous juice, who&s;e every drop</L>
<L><PB REF="81">Would eat through Iron. The&s;e <HI>Fabritio</HI> &s;ends you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe accept them.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Stay; conditionally</L>
<L>If you refu&s;e another pre&s;ent here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t reject any from him but the&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ast.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What a &s;corne's this! This Bawd nere &s;capes alive</L>
<L>Out of the&s;e doors. Pray whats' your other pe&s;ent?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here Lady, look on't pray; examine't well.
<STAGE>A Picture,</STAGE></L>
<L>And take or this or tho&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ha! looke here <HI>A&s;tutta;</HI></L>
<L>The lively image of my love <HI>Franci&s;co!</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is exceeding like him! what's the plot troe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A thou&s;and ki&s;&s;es &s;hall thy welcome be,</L>
<L>Happy re&s;emblance of my hople&s;&s;e love;</L>
<L>As many thanks to you, good, vertuous Woman,</L>
<L>O let me fall and ble&s;&s;e the ground that beares thee,</L>
<L>And aske forgivene&s;&s;e for my late rude tre&s;pa&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Recall your &s;elfe, &s;weet Lady&punc; tender heart!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And could <HI>Fabritio</HI> (I can name him now)</L>
<L>Shew me &s;uch Kindne&s;&s;e, and him&s;elfe &s;o noble,</L>
<L>To &s;end mee this?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>On this condition (as I was to &s;ay)</L>
<L>That you embrace it in the memory</L>
<L>Of him your Love, namely his friend <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI></L>
<L>And that you ever love, and onely him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ever and onely (though I thanke him for't)</L>
<L>He need not have urg'd that.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor threatned the&s;e;</L>
<L>(Your Rope, here, and the re&s;t) had &s;he refus'd,</L>
<L>And to expre&s;&s;e their needle&s;&s;es the better</L>
<L>I pray returne them to him with great thanks.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas his great care to worke mee to this Me&s;&s;age,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let then the charge be mine. Here's forty duccats&punc;</L>
<L>And could you but convey a Letter for me</L>
<L><PB REF="82">To my <HI>Franci&s;co,</HI> take a hundred more.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Knew you but my de&s;ire to further Lovers</L>
<L>You need not bid &s;o much. Give me the Letter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Seale it <HI>A&s;tutta.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then you know me not</L>
<L>I mu&s;t be privy unto all I carry,</L>
<L>Where I meet doubts, I never undertooke.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay I dare tru&s;t you (Read it if you plea&s;e)&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Indeed you may. To wrong an innocence
<STAGE>Reads it.</STAGE></L>
<L>So &s;weet as yours were &s;in inexpiable.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But will you gi't him Faith? I never &s;wore</L>
<L>Nor urg'd a body to an oath before.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis given already <HI>Flavia.</HI> Hence di&s;gui&s;e,</L>
<L>More yet? nay all &s;hall off. Doe you know me yet?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my <HI>Franci&s;co!</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Shee &s;wounds.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Curs'd be this&punc; idle habit</L>
<L>In which my impious curio&s;ity,</L>
<L>To make a tryall of her con&s;tancy</L>
<L>Hath wounded her &s;o deepe with jealou&s;y</L>
<L>Of a mi&s;tru&s;t in me, that now &s;hee faints</L>
<L>Under the pa&s;&s;ion; and herhaps may die &s;o,</L>
<L><HI>Flavia!</HI> my Love! O&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Slight what meane you &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>By all the bli&s;&s;e that a true Lover wi&s;hes&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you hold your peace?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>By all the oathes and practi&s;es of Lovers&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you undoe all now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I was not jealous of thy con&s;tancy,</L>
<L><HI>Flavia!</HI> my Love, my Life! my <HI>Flavia&punc;</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you lo&s;e all you came for with your clamor?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Help me; for Love's &s;ake helpe to make her &s;peak,</L>
<L>Or but looke up&punc;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Wou'd you could old your peace;</L>
<L>Whil&s;t I looke down to &s;cape di&s;covery,</L>
<L><PB REF="82">Shee'l come to her &s;elfe againe, and you too; feare not</L>
<L>Tis but a qualme of kindnes, this.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Franci&s;co</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee comes already.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speake my <HI>Flavia.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray doe you peace. Handle her hand&s;omly,</L>
<L>And then all &s;hall be well I warrant you,</L>
<L>You doe not know the danger, noy&s;e and nakedne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>May pull upon you, &s;hould the Rogue</L>
<L>Dwarfe overheare you, we were all blowne up,</L>
<L>Which to prevent, all hu&s;ht while I goe down.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be cheard my Love, I came to re&s;cue thee;</L>
<L>And hir'd this habit and the Pedlers craft;</L>
<L>Prayd for her ab&s;ence, and her &s;ilence too,</L>
<L>And caus'd a <HI>Gondalo</HI> wait at the back dore</L>
<L>In ca&s;e I might &s;urpri&s;e thee&punc; Pray take comfort.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You need not bid, nor wi&s;h it in the&s;e armes,</L>
<L>Who ever praye's for tho&s;e in Paradi&s;e?
<STAGE>Bell rings.</STAGE></L>
<L>Ay me! How &s;oon my feares controule my bli&s;&s;e?</L>
<L>I have bla&s;phem'd in my &s;ecurity,</L>
<L>And terror threats my downfall into torment.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter A&s;tutta.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out, out alas my Ma&s;ter in all ha&s;t&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;hall we doe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is too late to aske,</L>
<L>Or now to d'on your Pedlers weeds againe:</L>
<L>Gather 'em up and fly into your clo&s;et,</L>
<L>Dre&s;&s;e him up there&punc; Stay not to look about ye.
<STAGE>Exit Fra. Fla.</STAGE></L>
<L>I'le doe my be&s;t to keepe him back a little.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Guadagni, and Nanulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua</SPEAKER>
<P>None el&s;e to &s;peake with mee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>None but the merchante&s;&s;e to fit my Mi&s;tris,</L>
<L>Signior <HI>Fabritio</HI> &s;ent.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I thanke his care.</L>
<L>I &s;ee that all goes well. No cro&s;&s;e but one,</L>
<L><PB REF="83">That I forgot a writing, which in <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="4 letters"></L>
<L>I am con&s;train'd to fetch. Now where's my <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Above &s;ir, bu&s;y with the daintie&s;t things,</L>
<L>That er'e allur'd a virgin into wedlock&punc;</L>
<L>Out with your pur&s;e &s;ir, for you cannot &s;ee 'hem,</L>
<L>But they will ravi&s;h you to large expence:</L>
<L>Be&s;ides &s;ir, 'twill be fit you give her &s;omething,</L>
<L>Coming &s;o jumpe as 'twere into the Market.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not &s;ee 'em. Put the woman by</L>
<L>Into the Gallery, or &s;omewhere remote,</L>
<L>Quick, quick, di&s;patch.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall not need to urge it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, no: my co&s;t is amply &s;hown already:</L>
<L>And will be more, before the Wedding's over.</L>
<L>Without a needle&s;&s;e wa&s;t in Gawds and Trifles,
<STAGE>One ring<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></STAGE></L>
<L>See who's at doore.
<STAGE>Exit Nan.</STAGE></L>
<L>A fathers care con&s;i&s;ts not in expence</L>
<L>That is not qualified with providence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nanulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Signior <HI>Pantaloni,</HI> &s;ir &s;ends after you</L>
<L>He and your advocates expect you in ha&s;t</L>
<L>To bring away the Writing.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Say I am comming.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ast.</SPEAKER>
<P>What have you done with him?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Flavia, and A&s;tuita above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Our ha&s;t and feares could not find time to dre&s;s him</L>
<L>But I have lock'd him up into that pre&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Father's coming up to &s;eek a writing,</L>
<L>Pray Love it be not there.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am undone then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well hold your peace, looke bold and chearfully,</L>
<L>And be you &s;ilent, youth: nor cough, nor &s;tink;</L>
<L>Nor let your feare run forth in &s;treames of urine</L>
<L>To make him thinke his <HI>Aqua vitae</HI> &s;pilt.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where are you <HI>Flavia?</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Within.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="83">
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>O me he comes!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ast.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;peake you not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Flavia.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>You were be&s;t betray all with your &s;illine&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why <HI>Flavia</HI> I &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here father, here &s;ir,</L>
<L>You will not I &s;hall an&s;wer for you when hee's here?</L>
<L>Come, look as nothing were, all will be nought el&s;e.</L>
<L>Beare up hee comes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Guadagni above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis here that I would have thee <HI>Flavia.</HI></L>
<L>Give me the Key of this pre&s;&s;e here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Father, Father&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Shee falls.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the matter? ha!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Alas poore heart! you know &s;ir, in her infancy,</L>
<L>You beat her once for lo&s;ing of a Key:</L>
<L>For which &s;hee trembles &s;till, being ask'd in ha&s;t.</L>
<L>Are you a child &s;till in your feares, and mu&s;t</L>
<L>Bewed to morrow? Fy, fy upon you,</L>
<L>Shee thinks &s;hee has lo&s;t it, but I &s;aw her look it</L>
<L>Togither with a writing which you dropt</L>
<L>Out of this pre&s;&s;e this morning, &s;afe enough</L>
<L>Here in her Cabinet.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis like I let it fall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Where is your Key of this? Give mee't, give mee't.</L>
<L>How ha&s;t and feare perplexes her! I could</L>
<L>Have pickt it open.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe, or break it open.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Shee lets the Cabinet fall out of the Window.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ay me the fruits of ra&s;hnes? See, tis fallen</L>
<L>With all her Jewells and your writing too</L>
<L>Into the &s;treet. O my unlucky hand!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Peace giddy headed harlot, watch that none Take it away, while I runne to recover't, <HI>Nanulo, Nanulo.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Will you be nimble yet to finde a way</L>
<L><PB REF="84">By the back-dore into the <HI>Gondalo.</HI></L>
<L>While I lock him and's man into the &s;treet?</L>
<L>I know their ha&s;t will leave the Keyes i'th'dore.</L>
<L>Quickly unpre&s;&s;e him; and take as much gold</L>
<L>As you can carry, i'le along w'ye too.</L>
<L>Stay not to think, or thank me for my wit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;hall we &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do as you are bidden, and &s;ay nothing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lovers &s;hall &s;aint thee; and this day &s;hall be</L>
<L>For ever callenderd to <HI>Love</HI> and thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter a Zaffie, taking up the Cabinet, to him Nicolo in a Zaffies habit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nanulo!</HI> The Key to let me forth.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Within.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<P>St. <HI>Marke</HI> and fortune make it a good prize.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hands off Sir, that's not yours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor yours I am &s;ure.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Halfe part then brother <HI>Zaffi.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Key I &s;aw.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir you are none oth' <HI>Zaffi.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua</SPEAKER>
<P>Villaine &s;lave! come open the dore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<P>How came you by this habit?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Perhaps to trie &s;it how it will become me</L>
<L>When I have a minde to be as very a Knave</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">ffice as your &s;elfe, But &s;hall we &s;l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">p</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">, and &s;hare, before the dog that owes it</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">e the bone from us both?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Guadagni, Nanulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>I feare you can be quicker in my ab&s;ence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan</SPEAKER>
<P>The fault was in your ha&s;t &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Took you not up a Cabinet, friends?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Zaff</HI> N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t we &s;ir, we &s;aw none.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>O you watch well above there.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>This fellow has it under his coat &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff</SPEAKER>
<P>But who &s;hall know't for yours &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>May we be bold to aske what marks it has,</L>
<L><PB REF="84">Or what's within it?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le have you ear-mark'd Villaines for your theft,</L>
<L>Know you not me?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cry your wor&s;hip mercy, and am glad</L>
<L>I was your in&s;trument to pre&s;erve this trea&s;ure</L>
<L>From this fal&s;e counterfet.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fortune has &s;ent my ma&s;ter to relieve me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Pantaloni Checquino, Pro&s;pero.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Signior <HI>Guadagni</HI> our Councell have thought fit,</L>
<L>For better confirmation of our act,</L>
<L>That it be pa&s;t here in your Daughters pre&s;ence</L>
<L>Together with my Son, whom I have &s;ent for,</L>
<L>Why doe you &s;eeme thus mov'd?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>An accident hath cro&s;t me. Look you &s;ir,</L>
<L>You have authority; Here's a Counterfet</L>
<L>(De&s;erves examination) would have rob'd me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;av'd you &s;ir from being rob'd. Heare me a&s;ide</L>
<L>Sir&mdash;<HI>Nicolo whi&s;pers Pant.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Carry this in; and &s;end away the woman</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He gives the Cabinet to Nan. who knocks at dore.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now do you know me I have done the feat.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha&s;t treated with the Hangman <HI>Nicolo?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The <HI>Carnifex</HI> is fitted for your &s;ervice,</L>
<L>In a mo&s;t gorgeous hab<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t of a Dutchman,</L>
<L>And about five i'th' evening will be with her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>A&s;tutta!</HI> Madona <HI>Flavia! A&s;tutta!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the matter there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>The be&s;t je&s;t, ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan</SPEAKER>
<P>You'l open the dore?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua</SPEAKER>
<P>What's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It will be mirth to morrow at our fea&s;t</L>
<L>To laugh our bellies full.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am &s;ure you heare me</L>
<L>Foole me, but not my ma&s;ter: he is here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;tay you there &s;irrah?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I let him go<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">: a merry harmele&s;&s;e fellow</L>
<L><PB REF="85">I'le an&s;wer for him. Hence, away, and &s;hit you.</L>
<L>And quickly &s;end my Son.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Nic.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<P>The dore is fa&s;t &s;ir, and they will not heare mee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I feare I am undone. <HI>Flavia, A&s;tutta,</HI> ko<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">!</L>
<L>T<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s &s;o, tis &s;o, &s;ome Robbers are &s;lipt in,</L>
<L>And now make havoc<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> of my goods and Daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is no dallying Run and fetch a Smith
<STAGE>Ex. Nan.</STAGE></L>
<L>To force the Lock.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>A&s;tutta, Flavia!</HI> O this cur&s;ed chance</L>
<L>I feare will ruine me and all my hopes.
<STAGE>Enter Pedler woman.</STAGE></L>
<L>How came you hither?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir by good appointment</L>
<L>To bring Bride-laces, Gloves, and curious Dre&s;&s;ings</L>
<L>To deck your Daughter on her Brideale-day,</L>
<L>To morrow as I weene, holds it I pray?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Were you not here before, and in the hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If you could put it off &s;ir one day longer</L>
<L>I could &s;o fit her with new fa&s;hiond tires</L>
<L>That &s;hee &s;hould thanke me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua:</SPEAKER>
<P>I fear a new, and further &s;ecret mi&s;chief.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Nanulo above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hence let me fall to earth; I may not &s;ee</L>
<L>My Ma&s;ters fury ri&s;e out of his ruine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>How got&s;t thou thither?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By the back-dore which I found widely open.</L>
<L>O &s;ir your Daughter&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ravi&s;h'd or murderd is &s;hee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Wor&s;e, wor&s;e, by far &s;ir, &s;hee is conveyd hence</L>
<L>The Neighbours from the windowes o're the way</L>
<L>Saw her, the Mayd, and a young Man take boat.</L>
<L>They gue&s;&s;e it was <HI>Franci&s;co.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>How, how, how!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Loaden with Caskets &s;ir. Here's his <HI>Deceptio vi&s;us,</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="85">The <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="4 letters">ed cl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ak, that charm'd my hone&s;t care; <HI>N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">&punc; &s;how&punc;</HI></L>
<L>And here's his jugling Bo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">. What toyes are the&s;e!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>the ha|bit, the cor<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&punc; &amp;c.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>O me accur&s;ed wretch.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nicolo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;ir, your Sonne!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is he? &s;peake.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, no where to be found</L>
<L>In private let me tell you, he &s;lipt forth</L>
<L>At foure i'th' Morning; &s;ir, when you and I</L>
<L>Were you know where. He ca&s;t forth doubtfull words</L>
<L>Of a vagary he would fetch at <HI>Rome.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>We both are wrought upon by helli&s;h Magick.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Devills are in this plot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chec Pro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thinke you of Devills?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Though you &s;irs, being Lawyers, think there's none</L>
<L>VVe may both thinke there are, and fear 'em.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chec.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Forbear &s;uch talke; and think upon the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">irth,</L>
<L>The je&s;t you have in hand again&s;t to morrow.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, u&s;e your jerks and quillets at the bar.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ca&s;t there your petulant wit on mi&s;ery.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chec.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, you mi&s;take, my coun&s;ell is to comfort,</L>
<L>Be not dejected, but &s;eeke &s;peedy way</L>
<L>To circumvent the wit has wrought upon you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good &s;ir, your be&s;t advi&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chec.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t charge this officer</L>
<L>Here, with this woman; who by'examination</L>
<L>May make di&s;covery&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I can di&s;cover nothing but my ware &s;ir,</L>
<L>Nor part with that for le&s;&s;e then ready money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take her to cu&s;tody.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;tris come with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhither? for what?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Zaff.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall know that hereafter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat can I di&s;cover?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="86">
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat can I di&s;cover?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Zaff. Ped.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chec.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Into your hou&s;e &s;ir now, and &s;ecure that;</L>
<L>Come, recollect your &s;elfes, call home the &s;trength</L>
<L>Of your approved judgements, wee'l a&s;&s;i&s;t you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pro&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You mu&s;t be &s;oddaine too in this your pur&s;uit;</L>
<L>Advi&s;e and do at once, u&s;e no delay;</L>
<L>The &s;peedie&s;t cour&s;e is now the &s;afe&s;t way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Om.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT IV. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Fabritio like the glorious Dutchman, Horatio&punc; Pi&s;o.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>FOund you the Fort, then, &s;o impregnable?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Again&s;t all force of armes, or braines.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No way but by the down-right compo&s;ition</L>
<L>Of the two thou&s;and Duccats to be enter'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sure tis &s;ome noble wench then you imagine,</L>
<L>But my di&s;gui&s;e &s;hall put her to the te&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'm &s;ure &s;he jeerd me out of my <HI>Mon&s;ieur&s;hip.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did &s;he, and all thy fine french qualities?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pis.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And is as like to make a skitter brooke</L>
<L>Of you in your Dutch &s;lops. For if &s;he be not,</L>
<L>After all this, a cunning whore, i'me couzen'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee lives at a good rate how ere maintaind.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The &s;ecret way, man, by her commings in</L>
<L>Too common among women for their livings,</L>
<L>I'le not believe her wit and feature are</L>
<L>Allyed to hone&s;ty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou art no wor&s;hipper of faire women <HI>Pi&s;o.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, If I wor&s;hip any of 'hem more</L>
<L>Then in the Knee-trick, that is nece&s;&s;ary</L>
<L>In their true u&s;e let me be <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">unuchiz'd.</L>
<L><PB REF="86">Looke here's your fathers Pimpe againe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now <HI>Nicolo?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>S<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">w you my young Ma&s;ter Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes there he &s;tands, tran&s;l<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">ted out of &s;ober</L>
<L><HI>Italian</HI> into high Dutch.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;weare he was pa&s;t my reading,</L>
<L>Slight, he appeares as like the noted <HI>Almaine</HI></L>
<L>Late come to town, if he had but his beard&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>How like you this for a beard?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t excellent!</L>
<L>But pray take heed your &s;tay &s;poyle not the purpo&s;e</L>
<L>Of your di&s;gui&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why what news <HI>Nicolo?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Father is in bu&s;y que&s;t of you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then he dos mi&s;&s;e me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray <HI>Phaebus</HI> he mi&s;&s;e as much of Madne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>He and his vertuous brother old <HI>Guadagni,</HI></L>
<L>Who mi&s;&s;es too his Daughter. <HI>Franci&s;co</HI> has her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Has he got her off?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And &s;hee has got him on by this time: they</L>
<L>Are &s;illy fooles el&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Hymen</HI> be their &s;peed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nor.</SPEAKER>
<P>But how I pray thee &s;cap'd they?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t, &s;ir, know</L>
<L>There's a &s;trange fellow without de&s;ires to &s;peake w'yee</L>
<L>I gue&s;&s;e hee is &s;ome <HI>Bravo.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>A <HI>Bravo</HI> &s;peake with me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and inquires here for my Ma&s;ter too,</L>
<L>And Signior <HI>Pi&s;o,</HI> you are all known it &s;eemes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come leave your fooling.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>By mine Eares tis true.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe call him in, I feare no Knavery.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your lodging protects me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>My di&s;gui&s;e me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Puts on his fal&s;e beard.</STAGE>
<STAGE><PB REF="87">Enter Nicolo, Paule.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is the Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis the proud Bra<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">es whiske!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cry you mercy &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, are you Signior <HI>Horatio?</HI></L>
<L>I tooke you &s;ir this morning for a Mon&s;ieur.</L>
<L>I thanke you for my Duccatoun.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>What! Is &s;hee come about? Has &s;hee &s;ent for mee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good &s;ir! are you here too? I thank you &s;ir,</L>
<L>You payd me your entrance, but no pa<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ing fo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Prithee de&s;erve no be<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ing <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ill thou ha&s;t done</L>
<L>Thy errand. What do&s;t come for?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, to intreat this Gentleman to bring</L>
<L>With him one Signior <HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">i&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</HI> and <HI>F<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">britio</HI>&mdash;</L>
<L>Beyond my hopes! Good <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ir, are you here too?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is a Devill! could he know me el&s;e</L>
<L>That nere &s;aw him before; in this di&s;gui&s;e?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Cry mercy <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ir: you would not the&s;e &s;hould know</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall they (I feare it not) but h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">k you &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What Familiare the&s;e <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">awd<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> are. They'l talke yet</L>
<L>Thus to Lords in private.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sure he takes him for the Dutch loggerhead</L>
<L>We &s;aw to day in the <HI>Piazz<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>So would any man: Hee has hit his &s;hape &s;o right.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am &s;ure I rejoyce in the&s;e Dollors, that you</L>
<L>Give me to day, and are as <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="5 letters">ine, that</L>
<L>My Mi&s;tris wi&s;h'd a better dinner for you</L>
<L>For frighting of the Spaniard with your fireworks.</L>
<L>But, by your &s;trangers it &s;eemes you repent</L>
<L>The Marriage offer that you made my Mi&s;tres.</L>
<L><HI>Fortune</HI> direct you to no wor&s;e a wife,</L>
<L>And &s;o I leave you to your choyce.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have found the error, and will make good u&s;e <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">'t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="87">
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your bu&s;ine&s;&s;e then is to that &s;trangers &s;ir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Only your &s;elfe, and briefly from <HI>Franci&s;co.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Franci&s;co!</HI> where?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Where but at our hou&s;e &s;ir? he and his Bride</L>
<L>Craving your company and tho&s;e Gentlemen</L>
<L>I nam'd unto you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For no di&s;paragement unto their worths, &s;ir,</L>
<L>But private rea&s;ons yet unknown to me</L>
<L>Wherein you &s;hall be &s;atisfied at your comming,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>But are they Married?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I brought the Prie&s;t to 'em:</L>
<L>And &s;aw them lawfully coupled, and before</L>
<L>Sufficient witne&s;&s;es, that &s;aw 'em chamberd,</L>
<L>Shee was his own Church-&s;ure before I left '<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m,</L>
<L>And he has made her Cock-&s;ure, &s;ir by this time,</L>
<L>Or el&s;e he is a Bungler.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Goe i'le follow thee.</L>
<L><HI>Pi&s;o</HI> is here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>But where is that <HI>Fabritio?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Wee'l finde him too. J<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">g you &s;ir on before:</L>
<L>You are no &s;treet companion for us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am gone &s;ir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have heard all <HI>Fabritio;</HI> what d<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> thinke on't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nothing; nor nothing will till I arrive</L>
<L>There at the full knowledge of all together.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But prithe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> hang thy Ha<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">gman<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> project now,</L>
<L>And beare us company in thine own &s;hape.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not for the price of the <HI>Novella Pi&s;o.</HI></L>
<L>I'le try her to the quick. You'l give me leave</L>
<L>To make prize of her if I can, I cro&s;t not you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>We wi&s;h you &s;afe aboard &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>On before then.
<STAGE>Exit Hor. Pi&s;o.</STAGE></L>
<L>Now <HI>Nicolo;</HI> your di&s;gui&s;e againe oth <HI>Zaffi.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, it is ready; and I know my quue.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="88">
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Who &s;ee me, in this &s;traine, &s;eeme to out&s;trip</L>
<L>The bounds of filiall duty, let (withall)</L>
<L>Their ob&s;ervation, by my ju&s;t ends, gather,</L>
<L>Tis not to lo&s;e, but to recall a father.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT V.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Victoria, Franci&s;co, Flavia, A&s;tutta, Jacconetta.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>NOw Lady, has your entertainment pleas'd you</L>
<L>In the <HI>Novella's</HI> hou&s;e? is all well yet?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fla.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So well, that now come Father Friends, and all</L>
<L>The friendly Foes that did oppo&s;e my bli&s;&s;e</L>
<L>I can maintaine my cau&s;e in the&s;e &s;afe armes</L>
<L>'Gain&s;t all their Frownes and Furies.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And your Mi&s;tris is over, too&punc; I hope &s;ir</L>
<L>The place is not &s;o dangerous as it was.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lady your noblene&s;&s;e &s;hown in this great bounty,</L>
<L>Hath not alone wip'd off my foule &s;u&s;pition:</L>
<L>But &s;cor'd upon my brea&s;t an endle&s;&s;e &s;umme</L>
<L>Of thanks; which I, unable to di&s;charge,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t not pre&s;ume to live, but as your Creature;</L>
<L>Nor will I further dare to tempt your goodne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>In deeper &s;earch of what your rea&s;on was</L>
<L>(Pa&s;t all my hopes and wi&s;hes) to provide</L>
<L>For me; I will not &s;um in &s;uch a &s;cruple&punc;</L>
<L>For &s;ure, I hold you for a power Divine</L>
<L>(Pa&s;t all the fictions of the fabulous times</L>
<L>Fa&s;hioning out the Gods in earthly formes)</L>
<L>Sent by the highe&s;t providence to helpe me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You take too deepe a &s;en&s;e of curte&s;ie!</L>
<L>But &s;ee, are the&s;e your friends?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="88">Enter Paulo, with Horatio, and Pi&s;o.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And let me beg</L>
<L>Your &s;uffrage Lady, I may bid them welcome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Bride and I will both &s;upply you in it.</L>
<L>Neither of the&s;e is he they call <HI>Fabritio?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, but hee's &s;ent for; and comes in&s;tantly.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is the Lady I am bound to &s;erve.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I to honour.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Setting a&s;ide your &s;uit &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot promi&s;e that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And I doe wi&s;h</L>
<L>I had her double price in ready Duccats,</L>
<L>For what &s;he has done, and tother doe be&s;ides.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;till &s;tand in your good conceit of me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and I would &s;o &s;tand to'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, ha&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are a merry Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not whi&s;per it, <HI>Horatio,</HI></L>
<L>The woman that I dealt with for di&s;gui&s;e</L>
<L>Was wrought before by this mo&s;t matchle&s;&s;e Lady</L>
<L>To cro&s;&s;e the Match twixt <HI>Flavia</HI> and <HI>Fabritio;</HI></L>
<L>And had undone it though I had done nothing,</L>
<L>And ere &s;he would condition with me,</L>
<L>Oblig'd me, by an oath, (in ca&s;e we &s;cap'd)</L>
<L>To bring her hither to this Ladies hou&s;e.</L>
<L>I kept that oath, and here you find us welcom'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then thou ha&s;t done't, would I had &s;till the Duccats</L>
<L>To pledge thee here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo, whispers with Victoria.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'l talke of that hereafter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>What acted you, <HI>Tit,</HI> in this Comedy?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Chambermayde, a kind of putter forwards,</L>
<L>Sir, to the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee has done &s;o well,</L>
<L>That, if a Match in <HI>Venice</HI> may be found</L>
<L>By my be&s;t care, i'le helpe her to a Husband,</L>
<L><PB REF="89">For &s;hee de&s;erves a good one.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And if he prove not &s;o, I am like to prove</L>
<L>A good one my &s;elfe, and make him &s;omething.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou wilt, I find it in a villanous ca&s;t</L>
<L>Of that eye there.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>And what thinke you of this?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>By Jacconetta.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Even &s;uch another, of another hue,</L>
<L>Shee has a devili&s;h gloat too.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Gallants, I find you merry, y'are more welcome:</L>
<L>My man acquaints me with a pre&s;ent bu&s;ine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Requiring privacy. Plea&s;e you, with your friends</L>
<L>Goe up to the Bride-chamber. There is mu&s;ick.</L>
<L>Waite you re&s;pectively.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>To Jac.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'l all ob&s;erve you Lady.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But Lady, if you receive the Duccats</L>
<L>Before you come to us, pray bring our &s;hares,</L>
<L>Wee all connive you know.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray be not jealous,</L>
<L>Follow your Friends, i'le follow you &s;treight way.
<STAGE>Ex. Pi.</STAGE></L>
<L>How dreames he of this money? he knows nothing,</L>
<L>An Engli&s;h Factor, &s;ay you <HI>Borgio?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Mi&s;tris, a brave fellow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And is he &s;o well money'd as to &s;pare</L>
<L>Out of his Ma&s;ters tru&s;t, &s;o great a &s;umme?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Oh hee's a ma&s;ter here him&s;elfe. They are</L>
<L>Abroad, the royali&s;t Nation of the World.</L>
<L>What rich Venetian Rarity has not</L>
<L>The Engli&s;h Money-ma&s;ters purchac'd from</L>
<L>Princes and States, to beare home as their triumphs?</L>
<L>And for their plea&s;ures&mdash;but i'le &s;ay no more;</L>
<L>Hee thinks I &s;tay too long for him to wait</L>
<L>Without, with &s;o much money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did&s;t thou &s;ee'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t brightly &s;hining! Hee's now telling it</L>
<L>In the next roome! He comes not to tender</L>
<L><PB REF="89">The value of it in fine qualities</L>
<L>Like your &s;uppos'd <HI>Mon&s;ieur:</HI> but in ca&s;h!</L>
<L>Ca&s;h! ca&s;h of Gold! Oh tis a tempting &s;ight;</L>
<L>Able to damne a Noble womans honour.</L>
<L>What's your de&s;cent? But poore I make no que&s;tion;</L>
<L>Why, this will &s;et you up and make you noble.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This way of his might &s;erve to turn the blood</L>
<L>That has but any tincture of good in it</L>
<L>From touching &s;uch a bait, yet he thinks now</L>
<L>He &s;purres me to it. But <HI>Bravo</HI> I will fit you.</L>
<L>Goe call him in, goe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now my Blood and Braine,</L>
<L>Be &s;trong and &s;odaine, &s;tay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;top you <HI>Borgio?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To &s;ee him weigh his gold. Oh dainty &s;ight!</L>
<L>He brought his weights in's pocket: ju&s;t Gentleman</L>
<L>He will be &s;ure you &s;hall not want a graine</L>
<L>Of your full price of &s;weet damnation.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's doing no &s;uch thing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, no, I have it now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I pray thee goe, thou know&s;t not how the thought</L>
<L>Of &s;o much gold, and the conceit o'th' Maydenhead</L>
<L>Lo&s;t i' the hou&s;e to day &s;ets my virginity</L>
<L>On edge now to be going.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you &s;o ready? then I fly.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter above, Pi&s;o, Horatio.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>What ayles the fellow troe!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I mu&s;t yet have an eye upon this female</L>
<L>To quit my jealou&s;y, or catch her i'th' nick.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here we may &s;ee, and heare all undi&s;cover'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Watch clo&s;e, he comes.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Swatzenburg, like a Marchant with a full Bagge.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By your leave Lady, I come not a pure Sutor</L>
<L>(VVith &s;tudyed Oratory; nor addre&s;&s;e a Sonnet,</L>
<L><PB REF="90">Or trifling Love-toyes to per&s;wade admittance</L>
<L>By &s;low degrees into your inmo&s;t favour)</L>
<L>But a rich purchacer, that brings, at once,</L>
<L>The golden Summe, and Price of your enjoying.</L>
<L>Here precious <HI>Beauty,</HI> made by this more precious!</L>
<L>Take your full due, and render readily</L>
<L>The full tuition of my wealthy purchace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now vertue guard me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee invokes vertue.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ha! why this delay?</L>
<L>Let not the glorious &s;ight of this amaze you,</L>
<L>Though it be granted, &s;odaine apprehen&s;ion</L>
<L>Of &s;uch bright ble&s;&s;ings may tran&s;port a &s;oule</L>
<L>Into high raptures, when it is con&s;iderd,</L>
<L>The Ornament of youth, the &s;trength of age,</L>
<L>Lifes great maintainer, Lady, let not this</L>
<L>At all tran&s;mute you. For i'le bring &s;upplies</L>
<L>That &s;hall &s;o frequently acquaint you with</L>
<L>Such &s;ights as the&s;e, that you &s;hall grow regardle&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Even of the care to keepe them, in re&s;pect</L>
<L>Of the delicious plea&s;ure brings them in:</L>
<L>Delay not therefore that high purchac'd plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>That brings this to you, by a Minutes lo&s;&s;e</L>
<L>To make it fully yours.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir I have heard you:
<STAGE>Enter Paulo behinde with pi&s;tolls.</STAGE></L>
<L>And now mu&s;t let you know, tis not the &s;ight</L>
<L>Of that your glorious &s;umme can take my wonder;</L>
<L>Much le&s;&s;e my love or per&s;on: my amazement</L>
<L>Is, that a man, that beares his Makers &s;hape,</L>
<L>Indued with rea&s;on, to direct and governe</L>
<L>That goodly fortune; and has &s;uch trea&s;ure given him</L>
<L>(Be&s;ides his greater ble&s;&s;ings of the mind</L>
<L>By well de&s;po&s;ing of it) to advance</L>
<L>This worth in deeds of vertue, &s;hould de&s;cend</L>
<L><PB REF="90">Below the &s;en&s;e of Bea&s;ts, to part with that,</L>
<L>Allotted for his livelyhood and honour</L>
<L>To wa&s;t it, and him&s;elfe in bea&s;tiall Lu&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>How's this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I know not what to make o'this wench.</L>
<L>Shee preaches me thinks:</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be&s;ides &s;ir, were it well examin'd,</L>
<L>The golden &s;umme you tender is, perhaps,</L>
<L>None of your proper own: I under&s;tand</L>
<L>You are anothers Factor, I pre&s;ume</L>
<L>In all your Catalogue of Merchandi&s;e</L>
<L>You finde no warrant to buy Maydenheads.</L>
<L>Is &s;uch a thing in all your bills of Lading?</L>
<L>They are no way tran&s;portable&punc; tho' you allow</L>
<L>For fraught and leakage halfe the worth; and le&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Returnable by way of exchange. How can</L>
<L>You take up a virginity in <HI>Venice,</HI></L>
<L>And make a <HI>London</HI> payment of it, on</L>
<L>Sight of your bill, or &s;ix or ten dayes after?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay then you dally with me, and I mu&s;t</L>
<L>Deale plaine and briefly with you. Here's the price,</L>
<L>And either render me my ju&s;t demand,</L>
<L>Or I &s;hall take for your di&s;grace an order</L>
<L>Shall &s;pue you forth the City.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now I feare</L>
<L>I am in&s;nar'd. I have but one way left</L>
<L>To fly from &s;hame, or fall to utter Ruine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>I begin to &s;u&s;pect her hone&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your an&s;wer Gentlewoman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Gentle &s;ir,</L>
<L>The Law hath made me yours. And I have now</L>
<L>No Court but Con&s;cience to relieve me in.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Kneels</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>What may this meane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If the &s;trong pa&s;&s;ion of a Virgin &s;oule,</L>
<L><PB REF="91">Expre&s;t in bitter&s;t teares, move not your pitty,</L>
<L>This &s;hall prevent your cruelty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>A Knife</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee'l prove hone&s;t o' my life.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>What meane you Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Keepe at that di&s;tance &s;ir, and you &s;hall know:</L>
<L>Come nearer, and I will not live to tell you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray ri&s;e and &s;peak your &s;tory: yet I tell you,</L>
<L>I hold it very &s;trange, that &s;o much money</L>
<L>And &s;uch a one as I (none of th'unhand&s;om&s;t)</L>
<L>Should not goe down with a young wench, and one</L>
<L>Of the profe&s;&s;ion you pretend to be of</L>
<L>Before cold Iron! Me thinks mo&s;t unnaturall.</L>
<L>Thinke better yet before you utter further.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed I may not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, well, on then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis true, I am indeed a meere pretender</L>
<L>To the profe&s;&s;ion you &s;uppos'd me of;</L>
<L>A &s;potle&s;&s;e Virgin (by my utmo&s;t hopes)</L>
<L>And will remaine &s;o till I am a Bride.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Too hone&s;t to be a woman!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why tooke you this deceiving habit then?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am about to tell you for your pitty,</L>
<L>I am a <HI>Romane</HI> borne, of good di&s;cent;</L>
<L>My father noble (of the <HI>Candiani</HI>)</L>
<L>How ere decay'd in fortune, ere he dyed;</L>
<L>Which drew on my Misfortune: For, being betroth'd</L>
<L>Unto a wealthy heire, here, of this City,</L>
<L>Who &s;o journ'd then in <HI>Rome,</HI> his covetous Father</L>
<L>Rav<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;hd his faith from me, to give't another;</L>
<L>And calld him ha&s;tily from <HI>Rome</HI> to <HI>Venice.</HI></L>
<L>I followd him, in hope to cro&s;&s;e the Match.</L>
<L>And &s;o regaine him; towards which already,</L>
<L>I have done &s;omething.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Fabritio's</HI> wench my life on't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat in this habit, as a <HI>Curtezan?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="91">
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not without good advi&s;e: For, by this meanes</L>
<L>I draw the eyes of all the youthfull Gentry,</L>
<L>Not without hope to gaine a &s;ight of him.</L>
<L>My price and port keepe back inferiour per&s;ons.</L>
<L>Nor lo&s;e I honour by it: For the &s;trictnes</L>
<L>Of our <HI>Italian</HI> cen&s;ure gives a virgin,</L>
<L>That held familiarity with any Man,</L>
<L>By way of Marriage treaty, and then for&s;aken,</L>
<L>Lo&s;t in repute; &s;hee is no hone&s;t woman</L>
<L>Untill that man doe vindicate her honor.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;hould hee finde you here, what were his cen&s;ure?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here he &s;hould find what his di&s;loyalty</L>
<L>Had wrought me to; and &s;hould re&s;tore me firme</L>
<L>On my fir&s;t ba&s;is, or exchange a life</L>
<L>For mine ere we would part.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>This &s;ounds yet well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le tru&s;t thee now. Thou art a noble wench,</L>
<L>Thou had&s;t ki&s;s'd Death by this el&s;e. Now i'le tru&s;t thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If he were lo&s;t by Marriage of another,</L>
<L>I would remove with &s;uch a te&s;timony</L>
<L>Of my re&s;erved honour (in de&s;pight</L>
<L>Of this my outward carriage, for my ends;</L>
<L>Maugre the &s;terne con&s;truction of my countrey)</L>
<L>That &s;trangers &s;hould receive me; and &s;ome one</L>
<L>More noble then him&s;elfe&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take you to wife?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hould not doubt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis done, and I am he that does it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cannot &s;ir, but kindly take your offer:</L>
<L>But, if my fir&s;t love faile me, there is one,</L>
<L>A noble <HI>German,</HI> that commenc'd his &s;uit</L>
<L>To me this day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am he too Lady&mdash;Looke well upon me</L>
<L><PB REF="92">That in this &s;hift, reducing of my beard,</L>
<L>VVith this &s;upply of money came to try you,</L>
<L>I finde you noble, and above it, hone&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is the <HI>German</HI> that <HI>Fabritio</HI> apes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>And he &s;hould come now.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Jacomo to them above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Gentlemen forbeare;</L>
<L>Indeed it is not civill in you to pry beyond</L>
<L>Your ho&s;pitable u&s;age, pray forbeare.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis timely chidden wench, we will obay thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be&s;ides the Bridegroome, and the Bride ex|pect you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>O ha they done we come, we come.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Hor. Pi.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This jealous tryall now of yours (how ere</L>
<L>You have expre&s;t &s;trong arguments of love)</L>
<L>Has not augmented you in my affection.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;ay not &s;o &s;weete Lady, i'le redeeme it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cannot yet believe you are the Man,</L>
<L>You are &s;o chang'd from what you &s;eem'd to day,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t the minde alter with the outward habit?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;tris the <HI>German</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here he is man, he &s;ayes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ay he is without, and craves to &s;ee you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>How can this be? or who can I believe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good &s;ir depart and make roome for your &s;elfe</L>
<L>Your proper &s;elfe to enter the Dutch Prince.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I tell thee I am he, and here already,</L>
<L>I am <HI>Swatzenberg.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes in your tother beard &s;ir.</L>
<L><HI>Hans Snortanfart,</HI> are you not? well I can but warn you,</L>
<L>If you will needs &s;tand to the taking off</L>
<L>A mans good name from him before his face,</L>
<L>Then take what followes, I will fetch him in</L>
<L>Mi&s;tris, you were be&s;t be out of &s;ight a while:</L>
<L><PB REF="92">Your pre&s;ence with this &s;tranger may whet up his fury</L>
<L>To cut all our throats el&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le take your councell.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For &s;ir i'le tell you, if you had but &s;eene</L>
<L>How he worried a <HI>Spaniard</HI> to day, you would</L>
<L>Have beene able at your returne to make</L>
<L>As many of your Countreymen, as thrive</L>
<L>By &s;erving of the <HI>States</HI> to laugh ifaith.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I tell thee I am he; 'twas I that chac'd</L>
<L>The <HI>Spaniard</HI> hence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I tell you yet againe</L>
<L>You were be&s;t be gone before the He indeed</L>
<L>Come in to chace you after him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le &s;tand the hazard.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>See his impatience pulls him in already.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Fabritio in the Germans habit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is this Lady? Dos her beauty flie me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee is at hand, but fir&s;t here is a &s;tranger,</L>
<L>A mo&s;t &s;trange &s;tranger that &s;ayes he is you &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was oder wer bi&s;tu? Bi&s;tu ein Deut&s;cher? Sag mihr in was ort Du geleb&s;t ha&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who's this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ich denke du bi&s;t ein heuchler; bi&s;tu aber ein Deut|&s;cher &s;o anwort mihr in deut&s;cher sprach.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good &s;ir &s;peake in the proper language of</L>
<L>The Nation we are in, though it come brokenly</L>
<L>From you that this good fellow here may under&s;tand us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;on of impudence, and impo&s;ture, &s;peake;</L>
<L>What is thy end in this?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thinke what thine owne mu&s;t be, thou &s;on of &s;lander.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Precious counterfeit!</L>
<L>But I am weaponle&s;&s;e, and mu&s;t fetch &s;trength</L>
<L>Of officers to right me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>What dos your &s;hame remove you &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="93">
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>What can this Ra&s;call meane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I care not hone&s;t fellow, where's thy Mi&s;tris?</L>
<L>Good Angells guard me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Victoria.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dos &s;hee fright you &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I aske thee for thy Mi&s;tris, the <HI>Novella.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>What appeares &s;hee to you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou powerfull man in <HI>Magick,</HI> I will tell thee.</L>
<L>Th'ha&s;t rays'd an apparition, that has damn'd thee</L>
<L>Blacker, then thy black art; nay hell it &s;elfe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ble&s;&s;e us! more madne&s;&s;e yet!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The heavenly &s;pirit, that in&s;pir'd this forme,</L>
<L>(When the unworthy world enjoyd her being,</L>
<L>VVhich thou ha&s;t conjur'd into this lewd habit)</L>
<L>Has, at this in&s;tant won the powers above</L>
<L>To &s;inke thee and thy for<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">erers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVhat may you meane? Here is no forcery,</L>
<L>This woman's Fle&s;h and Blood.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would not dare to try to be the Duke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may depart, pray hinder not the hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Had&s;t thou but &s;een, as I have, one like her,</L>
<L>And noted the divinity in her lookes</L>
<L>(Although in tho&s;e adulterate incitements</L>
<L>Shee &s;eemes to wear) &s;he would have &s;truck thy &s;oule</L>
<L>VVith fervent adoration, not ba&s;e lu&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know not what to &s;ay to 'him.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Bell rings.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>See who rings.
<STAGE>Exit Paulo.</STAGE></L>
<L>VVhat divine creature, &s;ir, was that you mention'd?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I dare to name her to thee, though thou be</L>
<L>Her incens'd Gho&s;t, to worke me to de&s;paire,</L>
<L>It was <HI>Victoria.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>This &s;ounds mo&s;t &s;trangely! Have you beene at <HI>Rome</HI> &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas there I &s;aw and lov'd her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>An&s;wer me pray &s;ir, why could not this fall</L>
<L><PB REF="93">In your di&s;cour&s;e to day, when I rel<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ted</L>
<L>My Life and Fortune to you? why do you &s;tart?</L>
<L>I am no &s;hadow; but &s;u&s;pect you rather,</L>
<L>To be not as you &s;eeme, the noble <HI>German</HI></L>
<L>That vowd me love, dos that too &s;tartle you?</L>
<L>See &s;ir, to prove I am no aery &s;pirit,</L>
<L>I'le tru&s;t your hand (if you be mortall &s;ub&s;tance)</L>
<L>VVith &s;o much fle&s;h and blood as may re&s;olve you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I find tis &s;he, and having found her thus</L>
<L>Shee's lo&s;t for ever, and my &s;elfe no l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>That was the cau&s;e of this her de&s;perate fortune.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVhat's that you &s;ay? what aile you &s;ir? how i&s;t?</L>
<L>And what moves thy de&s;traction? <HI>Borgio,</HI> &s;peak.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Horror and &s;hame invades us, all the hou&s;e</L>
<L>Is round be&s;et with officers. The Magi&s;trates,</L>
<L>Are entring now, for what, or whom they &s;earch</L>
<L>I cannot gue&s;&s;e, unle&s;&s;e this be &s;ome Murderer</L>
<L>Slipt in, to draw our lives in que&s;tion.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deale plainly &s;ir, what are you? hee's &s;tupified!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Spanyard's with 'hem too that took th'affront</L>
<L>By the &s;uppo&s;ed Dutchman here to day;</L>
<L>And he that fain'd him&s;elfe to be that Dutchman</L>
<L>De&s;ires their aid again&s;t this unknown per&s;on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Pantaloni, Pedro, Guadagni, Swatz. Pro&s;pero, Checquino, Zaffi, Pedler-woman.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is the hou&s;e you &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>And this is the Gentlewoman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give me my Daughter, Harlot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here's no &s;uch creature, here &s;ir, if &s;he be</L>
<L>Your Daughter, this woman directed hither,</L>
<L>Shee is no Harlot, but an hone&s;t Bride;</L>
<L>Lawfully wed and bedded; as may appeare</L>
<L><PB REF="94">By the &s;trong te&s;timony of divers friends:</L>
<L>Call them all downe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Paulo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Unheard-of impudence! Are Bawdes, and VVhores</L>
<L>Fit Matchmakers for <HI>Magnificoe's</HI> Daughters?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Speake lower, or at home &s;ir, you know not</L>
<L>VVhat we are: Harke you &s;ir&mdash;your la&s;t nights triall</L>
<L>Did not enough informe you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVe &s;hall know more anon;</L>
<L>I'th' meane time what are you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>A &s;tranger &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVe &s;hall know more of that anon too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is the &s;tranger, that affronted me;</L>
<L>'Gain&s;t whom I crave your Ju&s;tice.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall know more anon too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swat.</SPEAKER>
<P>And this is my Abu&s;er.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>You al&s;o &s;hall know more anon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are well met Gentle-woman&mdash;I gave you lo&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo, Franci&s;co, Pi&s;o, Horat, Flavia, A&s;tutta, Jacconetta.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVhat will you whimper now? will not marriage</L>
<L>Make you bold, that makes &s;o many impudent?</L>
<L>Shee was not lo&s;t &s;ir; nor in danger of lo&s;ing,</L>
<L>Shee was but mi&s;layd a little, as your VVriting was to day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVell &s;aid my chattring Magpy. I will &s;ide thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Audacious &s;trumpet that &s;educes my Daughter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are Mi&s;taken, &s;hee did but wait upon her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>A&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right &s;ir, and did but duty i'le be &s;worne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor I, I will be &s;worne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not, in con&s;enting to the &s;tealth?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It was my duty &s;ir for the reward,</L>
<L><PB REF="94">VVee all would live you know.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVill you be gone?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I hope I am di&s;charg'd: for looke you &s;ir,</L>
<L>I brought you where you finde your Daughter &s;afe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Begone I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>No whit the wor&s;e for wearing, as they &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe thru&s;t her out of dores.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>At my owne liberty I hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>How thou wilt to be rid of thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>May you &s;ee your Childrens, Childrens, Childrens, Children.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>And thou mi&s;led&s;t my Sonne, I aske him of thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall know more of that anon &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Out-brav'd and &s;cornd by Strumpets, Bawds, and Bravoes!</L>
<L>Call in the Officers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And call the common Hangman if you plea&s;e,</L>
<L>And end all 'mong your &s;elfes, if your grave wi&s;domes,</L>
<L>And Lawyers, here, can find one guilty per&s;on</L>
<L>VVee'l all &s;ubmit our necks to you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Horatia and Franci&s;co, &amp;c. talke a&s;ide with Fabritio and Victoria.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis boldly &s;poken.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will &s;peake but truth.</L>
<L>And you, oppo&s;ing it, &s;hall wrong the dignity</L>
<L>You beare i'th' City, to your utter &s;hames.</L>
<L>This Gentleman and your Daughter were contracted,</L>
<L>Your &s;elfe a willing witne&s;&s;e; your Son likewi&s;e</L>
<L>Unto a noble virgin (Sir of whom</L>
<L>You &s;hall know more anon)</L>
<L>It pleas'd diviner providence to take</L>
<L>From eithers cho&s;en mate their earthly fortunes;</L>
<L>Yet each had per&s;on, blood, and vertue left</L>
<L>Above the value of a Princes dowry.</L>
<L>VVould you &s;o Kick at heaven then, in de&s;pight</L>
<L>Of its great Ordinance, as to force your children,</L>
<L><PB REF="95">To forfeit both their faiths, thereby to lo&s;e</L>
<L>The never-fayling hope of future ble&s;&s;ings,</L>
<L>To pull withall a cur&s;e on your own heads,</L>
<L>That could no le&s;&s;e then ruine your e&s;tates,</L>
<L>And render you mo&s;t wretched in your dotage,</L>
<L>Pa&s;t helpe or hope how to relieve your &s;elfes:</L>
<L>Your con&s;ciences &s;till groaning underneath</L>
<L>The la&s;hes that your Childrens ba&s;tard i&s;&s;ue</L>
<L>Should lay upon you? more, you may con&s;ider&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>We doe con&s;ider &s;ir, this place and people</L>
<L>No fit receipt for warrantable bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This was no bawdy talke &s;ir, nor have I</L>
<L>Heard wor&s;e from any mouth in this free place</L>
<L>Till your arrivall here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cannot be &s;o happy.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let her &s;ee your face.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my <HI>Fabritio</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;ee the wor&s;t of us, I &s;hould be loath</L>
<L>Any unwarrantable act &s;hould pa&s;&s;e among us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou look&s;t like one indeed of upright Con|&s;cience!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And for the Marriage &s;ir, it is as lawfull</L>
<L>As if your &s;elfe had given her in St. <HI>Marks.</HI></L>
<L>I'le fetch the Prie&s;t t'avouch it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fetch that Prie&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Paulo joynes in conference with Victoria and Fabritio.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pan.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But i'le be &s;o reveng'd</L>
<L>Upon this in&s;trument, this unknowne Trull here&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Our Eares and Eyes, <HI>Fabritio,</HI> witne&s;&s;e for her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You have told me wonders,</L>
<L>Yet with &s;uch faith as I &s;hall ever wi&s;h</L>
<L>Lockt in this heavenly Cabinet I take all.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You may <HI>Fabritio,</HI> for as I prize Life;</L>
<L>Honour 'bove that; and above both thy friend&s;hip,</L>
<L>My &s;oule is not a&s;&s;ur'd of firmer truth,</L>
<L><PB REF="95">Let thy Dutch habit drinke off jealou&s;y,</L>
<L>And take her to thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis done my <HI>Pi&s;o.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I made happy pa&s;t my height of hopes.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;s.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good, you &s;hall &s;ee how I &s;hall coole tho&s;e Ki&s;&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>May I &s;ay boldly you are man and wife?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab. Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>We are mo&s;t faithfully till death;</L>
<L>I'le fetch a Prie&s;t &s;hall &s;treight pronounce ye<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;o.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ay that is a Dutchman &s;ir, that wrong'd you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right, worthy <HI>Signior,</HI> that's the man I Chal|lenge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ay you are the man confronted <HI>Don</HI> here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and will &s;till mayntain't, for violence</L>
<L>He offerd to that noble vertuous Lady.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good! vertuous Lady! Let mee joyne your Friend&s;hips.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped. Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have done it &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ped.</SPEAKER>
<P>That is the man I challenge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The &s;ame man I. He has not left the hou&s;e</L>
<L>Since my abu&s;e; I feare to her much wrong:</L>
<L>For he is &s;ome di&s;guis'd Knave on my life.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now you are in the right.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee could not weare tho&s;e Cloathes and &s;peake no <HI>Dutch</HI> el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Still i' the right; i'le &s;hew you what he is,</L>
<L>And out of him, what &s;hee is, whom you call</L>
<L>So vertuous and &s;o noble! and you &s;ir,</L>
<L>That mentioned the Hangman, come all and &s;ee</L>
<L>The commendable port this Lady beares.</L>
<L>It &s;eems, &s;ir, you affect this Gentlewoman.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>The be&s;t of any living.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>And you him Lady?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, he is my hu&s;band.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="96">
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Would that were true ifaith. The rogue your man</L>
<L>Sayd he would fetch a Prie&s;t&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Paulo in Friers habit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>No verier Rogue then my &s;elfe &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou art a mad fellow for a Prie&s;t indeed;</L>
<L>But &s;uch a Prie&s;t, &s;uch a Marriage,</L>
<L>Put 'em together.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe pronounce them lawfull man and wife.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Bridegroome thankes you, but you Mi&s;tris Bride</L>
<L>For the fine trick you put on me la&s;t night,</L>
<L>Looke now upon your husband,</L>
<L>Who would you &s;peake with fellow?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Nicolo, as the Zaffi.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Nic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>With Signior <HI>Ra&s;trofico</HI> here, the Hangman,</L>
<L>I come to call him to State-bu&s;ine&s;&s;e &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can this be he? (you &s;aid he was a counterfeit)</L>
<L>I &s;aw him ride the Wooden-hor&s;e, la&s;t day</L>
<L>With le&s;&s;e then halfe this beard, unbeard him &s;irrah.</L>
<L>I'le beare you out. So re&s;t you Gentlemen</L>
<L>With your &s;o vertuous Lady, and her husband.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hor.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pi. &amp;c. Fabritio!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir I mu&s;t crave your pardon, This is he,</L>
<L>My fir&s;t love that I told you of.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have it freely Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am abus'd and couzend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I thanke you &s;ir for all the harme you did me</L>
<L>In your Revenge&mdash;And harke you, be at peace,</L>
<L>And i'le be &s;ilent for your la&s;t nights worke.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare mee, I am off againe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good &s;ir,</L>
<L>Stop not the ble&s;&s;ing you were about to give us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am off againe. The pandare was the Prie&s;t,</L>
<L>The Match is no Match, you no more my Children,</L>
<L>But Knave and &s;trumpet.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le not be &s;o couzend.</L>
<L><PB REF="96">This is no Prie&s;t; and all that's pa&s;t unlawfull</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will know more anon.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Paulo ca&s;ts off his Perruk and Beard.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then ca&s;t your eys on me, who dare maintain</L>
<L>My Prie&s;t-hood lawfull; it being deriv'd</L>
<L>From th'holy Order of St. <HI>Augu&s;tine?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let me not &s;urfet with exce&s;&s;e of joy?</L>
<L>My brother <HI>Paulo!</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thy brother and thy father, vertuous &s;i&s;ter.</L>
<L>Be ever &s;ubject of my deare&s;t care;</L>
<L>And pardon me, who (jealous of thine honour</L>
<L>Inflam'd by the &s;ame heart, of the &s;ame blood:</L>
<L>For we are all the Relicts of our Parents)</L>
<L>Watch'd nearely, and pur&s;u'd thy &s;cape from <HI>Rome.</HI></L>
<L>For which I had good warrant, Gentlemen</L>
<L>See there my di&s;pen&s;ation with th' allowance</L>
<L>Of all the holy brotherhood of my <HI>Covent.</HI></L>
<L>My ends were faire, though in this uncouth way</L>
<L>Tho' (heaven I beg thy pardon) as my care</L>
<L>Was to pre&s;erve her life and more her honour;</L>
<L>Fearing her violent and abu&s;ed &s;pirit,</L>
<L>Might have made wrack of either, or of both,</L>
<L>I once had &s;ecret purpo&s;e to have ta'ne</L>
<L>Her Life, in ca&s;e &s;hee had for&s;ooke her honour;</L>
<L>And with her cut off <HI>Candianies</HI> Line,</L>
<L>Which now branch'd here, may touch the worlds end</L>
<L>With faire &s;ucce&s;&s;ion! Be you ble&s;t for ever.</L>
<L>And now, grave &s;irs, let me intreat your likings,</L>
<L>And cheerefull reconcilement to your Children:</L>
<L>That &s;o you may your Childrens, Children &s;ee,</L>
<L>Crownd by the prayers of your pro&s;perity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gua.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am content.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pant.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And I, but for one &s;cruple</L>
<L>Cleare me this point, how had you &s;av'd your honor</L>
<L>If the old youth, la&s;t night (who &s;hall be namele&s;&s;e)</L>
<L>Had but mi&s;&punc; &s;pent his time upon your moore here?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="97">
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>'Tis ea&s;ily done &s;ir, &s;ee my lov'd <HI>Fabritio</HI></L>
<L>The Eunuch moore you gave me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My boy <HI>Jacomo,</HI> turn'd Chambermayd!</L>
<L>Has thy Mi&s;tris us'd thee well?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not without much de&s;ert.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee meanes for your deare &s;ake &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ee, &s;weete Heart, you have an hone&s;t Fa|mily.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vic.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here you &s;ee all, and all that came i'th' hou&s;e;</L>
<L>(Since it was made mine) in this Convention,</L>
<L>I dare them not; but give them free&s;t leave</L>
<L>To &s;peake the wor&s;t they found in the <HI>Novella.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Omnes.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee all conclude y'are noble.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pau.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>All's well accorded then. Wee all are Friends,</L>
<L>And may Prie&s;ts travaile never to wor&s;e ends.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="97">
<HEAD>EPILOGUE.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>CAu&s;e 'tis the Cu&s;tome, By the Poet, Sirs,</L>
<L>I'm &s;ent to crave a Plaudit, and the Spurrs</L>
<L>That prick him on to't, is, his promis'd Pay</L>
<L>May chance to faile, if you di&s;like the Play,</L>
<L>But don't if you be wi&s;e; for hee has vow'd</L>
<L>To write farre wor&s;e if this be not allow'd.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT>
<TEXT LANG="eng">
<FRONT>
<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="98">
<PB REF="98">
<P>THE COURT BEGGER.</P>
<P>A <HI>COMEDIE.</HI></P>
<P>Acted at the <HI>Cock-pit,</HI> by his MAJESTIES Servants, <HI>Anno</HI> 1632.</P>
<P>WRITTEN By RICHARD BROME.</P>
<Q><BIBL>MART.</BIBL>
<L>Hic totus volo rideat L&icirc;bellus.</L></Q>
<P><HI>LONDON.</HI></P>
<P>Printed for RICHARD MARRIOT, and THO. DRING, and are to be &s;old at their Shops in <HI>Fleet-&s;treet,</HI> 1653.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="99">
<PB REF="99">
<HEAD>Drammatis Per&s;onae.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM>SIR <HI>Andrew Mendicant,</HI> an old Knight, turnd a pro|jector.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Mr. <HI>Courtwit,</HI> a Complementer.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Mr. <HI>Swaynwit,</HI> a blunt Countrey Gentleman.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Mr. <HI>Citwit,</HI> a Citizens Son that &s;uppo&s;es him&s;elfe a wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Mr. <HI>Daynty,</HI> a &s;uppo&s;ed Pictured rawer, but a Pick-pocket.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Sir <HI>Raphael,</HI> an old Knight that talkes much and would be thought wi&s;e.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Sir <HI>Ferdinand,</HI> a Knight di&s;tracted for love of the Lady <HI>Strangelove.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Frederick,</HI> in love with <HI>Chari&s;&s;a.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Gabriel,</HI> &s;ervant to <HI>Mendicant.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Doctor of Phy&s;ick.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Three poore Projectors.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A Sowgelder.</ITEM>
<ITEM>A Boy.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Lady <HI>Strangelove,</HI> a humerous widow, that loved to be courted.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Philomel</HI> her Chambermaide.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Chari&s;&s;a, Mendicants</HI> Daughter.</ITEM>
</LIST>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="100">
<HEAD>PROLOGUE.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WEe've cau&s;e to fear yours, or the Poets frowne</L>
<L>For of late day's (he know's not (how) y'are grown,</L>
<L>Deeply in love with a new &s;trayne of wit</L>
<L>Which he condemns, at lea&s;t di&s;liketh it,</L>
<L>And &s;olemnely prote&s;ts you are to blame</L>
<L>If at his hands you doe expect the &s;ame;</L>
<L>Hee'l tread his u&s;uall way, no gaudy Sceane</L>
<L>Shall give in&s;tructions, what his plot doth meane;</L>
<L>No hand&s;ome Love toy &s;hall your time beguile</L>
<L>Forcing your pitty to a &s;igh or &s;mile.</L>
<L>But a &s;light piece of mirth, yet &s;uch were writ</L>
<L>By our great Ma&s;ters of the Stage and Wit,</L>
<L>Whom you approv'd: let not your &s;uffrage then</L>
<L>Condemne't in him, and pray&s;e't in other men.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Troth Gentlemen let me advi&s;e yee, &s;pare</L>
<L>To vex the Poet full of age and care,</L>
<L>How he might &s;trive to plea&s;e yee, and beguile</L>
<L>His humerous expectation with a &s;mile,</L>
<L>As if you would be &s;atisfy'd, although</L>
<L>His Comedy containes no antique &s;how.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet you to him your favour may expre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>As well as unto tho&s;e who&s;e forwardne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Make's them your Creatures thought, who in a way</L>
<L>To purchace fame give money with their Play,</L>
<L>Yet you &s;ometimes pay deare for't, &s;ince they write</L>
<L>Le&s;&s;e for your plea&s;ure than their own delight.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Which if our Poet fayle in, may he be</L>
<L>A Sceane of Mirth in their next Comedye.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</FRONT>
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB REF="100">
<HEAD>THE COURT BEGGER.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT I.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Mendicant, Chari&s;&s;a.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>YO' have given him then his an&s;wer?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Forc'd by you,</L>
<L>Heaven knowes with my much &s;orrow. Such a Lover</L>
<L>So in all points de&s;erving of true worth,</L>
<L>And be&s;t indowments to make up a Man</L>
<L>That I &s;hall never &s;ee&mdash;your pardon &s;ir,</L>
<L>Though you pulld back, by violence, my hand,</L>
<L>In which my heart was freely given to him,</L>
<L>It is not in your power or &s;trength of art</L>
<L>To beat a &s;igh back, or re&s;traine a teare</L>
<L>Which I mu&s;t offer to his memory.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Such &s;tormes &s;oone wa&s;t them&s;elves in ab&s;ent Lovers</L>
<L>When light of Rea&s;on, and good Coun&s;ell &s;hall</L>
<L>Breake forth and &s;hine upon 'em: and for your part</L>
<L>Daughter, I know it &s;hall. And, pre&s;ently,</L>
<L><PB REF="101">I thus begin to di&s;&s;ipate your errors,</L>
<L>You love this <HI>Frederick.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>Love knows I do.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ay he is de&s;erving in all points.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>My love emboldens me to tell you he is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Chari&s;&s;a,</HI> take me with you. Is he not</L>
<L>Deficient in that onely ab&s;olute point</L>
<L>That mu&s;t maintaine a Lady, an e&s;tate?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>Love weighes not that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What can he &s;hew you more</L>
<L>To take you with, then a wild head of hayre;</L>
<L>A very Limebu&s;h to catch Lady-birds?</L>
<L>A Ti&s;&s;ue Doublet; and a Riband &s;hop</L>
<L>Hung in his Hatbands, might &s;et up a Pedler?</L>
<L>Can this maintaine a Lady?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You but looke</L>
<L>Upon his out&s;ide &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I tru&s;t you have not</L>
<L>Bin over inwardly acquainted with him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, he has Valour, Wit, and Honour, you well know</L>
<L>Hee's of a noble Family extracted.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What's that a yeare? tho&s;e parts may be acquir'd</L>
<L>In winning of a &s;trumpet. But what Joincture</L>
<L>Can he propound to you? or, (in ca&s;e he dyes,</L>
<L>Your Dowry being &s;pent) what per&s;onall E&s;tate</L>
<L>I&s;t like hee'l leave you, but his Powder gla&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>His Comb&egrave; and Beard-bru&s;h, and perhaps a Trunkfull</L>
<L>Of Elegies, Raptures, Madrigalls and Sonnets?</L>
<L>No let him goe; di&s;card him: and embrace</L>
<L>The hopes that I have for thee in the hopefull,</L>
<L>Exqui&s;ite Cavalier, Courtier and Souldier,</L>
<L>Scholler, (and what not!) brave Sir <HI>Ferdinando:</HI></L>
<L>There's a Man ri&s;ing in the favour Royall,</L>
<L>And may in thee <HI>Chari&s;&s;a,</HI> make me happy.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir you have given me liberty of &s;peech;</L>
<L><PB REF="101">And may be pleas'd to let me tell you now,</L>
<L>You aime at your own fortune, not at mine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;eeke no fortune, but for thy advancement:</L>
<L>All that I &s;hall call mine mu&s;t be thine owne.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I would be playner yet; be&s;eeching you</L>
<L>I be not thought too lo&s;e in my obedience.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speake freely Girle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your ayme has bin to rai&s;e</L>
<L>You &s;tate by Court-&s;uits, begging as &s;ome call it,</L>
<L>And for that end you left your Countrey life,</L>
<L>And Lands too ever &s;ince my Mother dy'd,</L>
<L>Who while &s;hee liv'd with be&s;t of womans judgement</L>
<L>Which held you from that cour&s;e of &s;elling faire</L>
<L>Po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ions to enable you with money</L>
<L>To purchace <HI>wit</HI> at Court. You pardon me?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>On, on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And for th' Exchange of a faire Man&s;ion-hou&s;e</L>
<L>Large fruitfull Fields, rich Medowes and &s;weet pa&s;tures</L>
<L>Well cropt with corne and &s;tockd as well with Cattell,</L>
<L>A parke well &s;tor'd with Deere too, and Fi&s;hponds in't,</L>
<L>And all this for a lodging in the Strand now&mdash;</L>
<L>But doe I not offend?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, no, on &s;till.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your own fed Beefes and Muttons, Fowle and Poultry</L>
<L>Loaded your long boords then; and you had then</L>
<L>Neighbours could boa&s;t your ho&s;pitality,</L>
<L>And poore, that for the remnants prayd for you,</L>
<L>Now all concludes upon a two-di&s;hd table.</L>
<L>And whereas then you had a numerous Family</L>
<L>Of Servants and Attendants, out of which</L>
<L>For profit or for plea&s;ure you could call</L>
<L>Your Bayliffe, Groom, your Falconer, or your Hunt&s;man,</L>
<L>Now &s;ir, a Varlet Coachman, and Footboy</L>
<L>Are all your Retinue; and for the Hounds</L>
<L>You kept, that made you &s;port and Mu&s;ick, now</L>
<L><PB REF="102">None but your project Beagles, that &s;mell out</L>
<L>Where &s;uch a forfeiture is to be begg'd;</L>
<L>Where one would purcha&s;e a Reprieve, another</L>
<L>A Pardon or a lea&s;e of Life Rope-free</L>
<L>For ready money: Then where Goods or Lands</L>
<L>Are found of men that make away them&s;elfes,</L>
<L>And &s;o of fooles and madmen; All to &s;et</L>
<L>Your trade of Begging up&punc; and &s;till you beg:</L>
<L>But your own want of favour holds you back</L>
<L>From reaching any profit by't, becau&s;e</L>
<L>You beg by Mediators tongues, which you</L>
<L>Call Favorites, who reape the crop of all,</L>
<L>And leave you but the Gleanings; &s;ome &s;mall pittance</L>
<L>To keepe alive the itch of begging in you&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee &s;peakes home and within me, to the purpo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Still wa&s;ting your own fortunes; till at la&s;t</L>
<L>You have no hopefull project life to thrive by</L>
<L>But to put me upon this &s;uppos'd favorite</L>
<L>To beg for you when it is doubtfull yet</L>
<L>Whether hee'l take me with the Dowry, which</L>
<L>Mine Unkle left me, though you adde your projects.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The noble Gallant loves thee, Girle, and holds</L>
<L>Thy Per&s;on and thy vertues Dowry enough,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He is a wanton Lover, full of change,</L>
<L>And at this in&s;tant &s;ingularly devoted</L>
<L>Unto that humorous Lady, the young Widow.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men:</SPEAKER>
<P>The Lady <HI>Strange love?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee is ambitious</L>
<L>To draw all mens affections to her &s;ervice,</L>
<L>And then abu&s;es all by &s;cornes or &s;lightings,</L>
<L>And this (they &s;ay) has made him almo&s;t mad.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He mad! believe it not: his rea&s;on is</L>
<L>Married to him better then &s;o. How now!</L>
<L>Ha' you &s;eene the noble Knight from me?</L>
<L>How did he entertaine my Me&s;&s;age? ha!</L>
<L><PB REF="102">Why &s;peak&s;t thou not? what an&s;wer has he &s;ent?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Gabrel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hee's not Sir to be &s;poken with or &s;eene</L>
<L>To any purpo&s;e, but by his Phi&s;itians.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So &s;odainly and dangerou&s;ly &s;ick,</L>
<L>Where are my hopes?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cannot &s;ay how &s;ick</L>
<L>He is; nor can him&s;elfe give any account</L>
<L>Of his condition: for he is mad &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! mad?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Starke &s;taring mad; as mad</L>
<L>As you can thinke a Courtier mu&s;t be</L>
<L>That is more mad then all the re&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If this be true I &s;inke, what is &s;uppos'd</L>
<L>The cau&s;e?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That &s;ir has puzzell'd all the Doctors</L>
<L>In weighing all his &s;everall wild affections;</L>
<L>One findes he was ambitious of Court favour,</L>
<L>And gue&s;&s;es he was cro&s;&s;'d in &s;ome great &s;uite;</L>
<L>Another takes him as he was a Souldier,</L>
<L>And lo&s;ing co&s;t and travaile in the warre</L>
<L>Mu&s;t lo&s;e his wits for that. A third collects</L>
<L>He was a Poet that drunk too deepe of <HI>Helicon,</HI></L>
<L>And turnd his braine in clyming of <HI>Parna&s;&s;us:</HI></L>
<L>A fourth con&s;idering that he was a Gam&s;ter</L>
<L>Long and much favourd, and uprais'd by fortune</L>
<L>To mountaynous heapes of Gold, conjectures, that</L>
<L>Some late unlucky hand or chance at play</L>
<L>Hath with his money &s;wept his wit away.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fy, the&s;e can be no cau&s;es to remove,</L>
<L>Or &s;hake his &s;ettled judgement or his temper.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then &s;ir a fift and young&s;t head among</L>
<L>The learned men (what call you him for a Doctor?</L>
<L>Hay that affects gay clothes and Flanders Laces,</L>
<L>That trim effeminate Gentleman) he</L>
<L><PB REF="103">Has known this noble patient to have beene</L>
<L>An extreame Amori&s;t, de&s;peratly devoted</L>
<L>Unto the &s;ervice of &s;ome three&s;core Ladies,</L>
<L>And honord every one the mo&s;t in co&s;tly pre&s;ents,</L>
<L>Banquets and Ver&s;es; and thinks the di&s;daine</L>
<L>Of one or all of them has turnd his braine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I told you &s;ir, the cau&s;e before; and nam'd</L>
<L>That humorous Lady for it, whom in heart</L>
<L>I can no le&s;&s;e then thanke.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Goe, get you up.</L>
<L>And &s;tirre not from my Chamber on my ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>Till my returne, nor admit any one</L>
<L>Unto a conference with you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>I obey you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Some of your project &s;earchers wait without &s;ir,</L>
<L>Loden it &s;eemes with new intelligences.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They may come in: but as I feare they bring</L>
<L>Me little comfort, I am &s;ure I &s;hall</L>
<L>Afford them none. Now &s;irs, your bu&s;ine&s;&s;e?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter 3 Projectors.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>Pro.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>We wait upon your honour my good Lord</L>
<L>To crave the knowledge of what good &s;ucce&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Your honor finds in our late &s;uits my Lord.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why honor? why my Lord?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2. <HI>Pro.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>We &s;tile you now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3. <HI>Pro.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>As all mu&s;t doe hereafter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>Pro.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and that</L>
<L>In a &s;hort &s;pace of time, the world holds no</L>
<L>Proportion el&s;e, nor &s;hall it more be &s;ayd</L>
<L>That money can buy Land; or great E&s;tates</L>
<L>In Lands and Mannor-hou&s;es be call'd Lord&s;hips.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. 2. 3.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or wealth joynd with de&s;ert attaine to honor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>So now the Game's afoot. They hunt in full cry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord 'tis mo&s;t apparant.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>How you torture me!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="103">
<SPEAKER>2. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'l mak't appeare mo&s;t plainly on our lives.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>And credits too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Their Lives and credits, ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That in the &s;pace of one whole year our projects</L>
<L>Shall bring in fifty thou&s;and pounds to us,</L>
<L>And hundred thou&s;and to your &s;elfe; and to</L>
<L>The Coffers Royall for full &s;eaven years &s;pace</L>
<L>64 Thou&s;and 783 l. 7 s. 9 d <HI>ob. q. per annum,</HI></L>
<L>Tis here already ca&s;t. Which to make good</L>
<L>Wee'l venture Lives and Goods.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>Our Wives and Children.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mend. takes the &s;croll and peru&s;es it.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>We can ingage no more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A wondrous &s;trange ingagement</L>
<L>Your lives and goods; your wives &amp; children gentlemen!</L>
<L>That's too deep &s;et, and que&s;tions the Kings Mercy:</L>
<L>Me thinks it were enough, for non-performance</L>
<L>You would &s;ubmit your bodies to perpetuall</L>
<L>Impri&s;onment at the Kings charge; and leave</L>
<L>Your wives and children to their &s;everall Pari&s;hes</L>
<L>You are &s;till faithle&s;&s;e &s;ir, in all projects.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But when you &s;hall perceive the wealthy &s;onnes</L>
<L>Dayly brought in, and be, continually,</L>
<L>Troubled with the Receipts (if you may be tru&s;ted</L>
<L>That have &s;o little faith) when you &s;hall &s;oyle</L>
<L>And gall your fingers ends with telling money,</L>
<L>Yet find the lickings of 'em &s;weet, you'l then</L>
<L>Sing other Notes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Meane time entreat my Lord</L>
<L>To put you to &s;ome Tellers Clearke to teach you</L>
<L>Ambo-dexterity in telling money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do you hear &s;ir? Can you give me two &s;ixpences</L>
<L>For a &s;hilling&mdash;or any &s;ingle money?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>2. <HI>P. Pi&s;h.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Cry mercy, you weare none in ready coine,</L>
<L>But all in Bullion lockt up in your brave-che&s;ts,</L>
<L>And there you have the trea&s;ure of the <HI>Indies;</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="104">Of deeper value, could it be digg'd out,</L>
<L>Then all the <HI>Hollanders</HI> have waited for</L>
<L>The&s;e 7 yeares out of the Spani&s;h plate fleets.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>3. <HI>Pugh.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But put mine eye out (now I dare you to't)</L>
<L>With any &s;ingle peece of ready money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My Lord your man abu&s;es us here &s;trangely</L>
<L>With his old misbeliefe. But &s;till we doubt not</L>
<L>Your honourable good opinion of us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>You have pervs'd this weighty paper here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>It weighes not all twelve graines.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No more?</L>
<L>Nay the whole platforme of a &s;tately City,</L>
<L>Or a de&s;igne to conquer a whole Nation,</L>
<L>But doe you note the grounds, the Rules and Rea&s;ons,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t for the ea&s;ine&s;&s;e of the &s;everall grants.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>Next for performance of our undertakings.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And then the certainty o' th' propounded profit<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Both to the King and us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>Without all grievance unto the &s;ubject.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fab.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's no little marvaile.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Take 'em into particulars my Lord,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t this for Perrukes. The Monopoly</L>
<L>Of making all the Perrukes male and female,</L>
<L>Through Court and Kingdome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's a capitall project.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Note the nece&s;&s;ity, that they be well made</L>
<L>Of no di&s;eas'd or infectious &s;tuffe, of dead or living,</L>
<L>No verminous or &s;lutti&s;h locks or combings,</L>
<L>But harmle&s;&s;e and &s;ound haire, of innocent,</L>
<L>And whole&s;ome people.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They mu&s;t then reape none</L>
<L>From Gallow&s;es, nor Ho&s;pitalls; from whence</L>
<L>They have had great &s;upplies.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You have in that</L>
<L>Said very well; For here's a Reformation</L>
<L><PB REF="104">Of that abu&s;e intended in the&s;e words</L>
<L>Innocent and whol&s;ome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How if a man or woman &s;hall de&s;ire</L>
<L>To weare a friends hayre &s;o departed; as</L>
<L>You his; or your wife yours; may't not be had?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Or if your friend or Mi&s;tris dye &s;o, you</L>
<L>Procure the haire and bring it from the Gallows</L>
<L>To th' office, and it may be done accordingly.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have in that &s;aid very well Sir too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now out of this provi&s;ion, what an infinite</L>
<L>Profit will ri&s;e i' th' generall u&s;e of 'em,</L>
<L>And multiplicity that will be worne</L>
<L>By people of all &s;orts&punc; degrees and ages:</L>
<L>The old to hide their naturall baldne&s;&s;e, and</L>
<L>The young and middle-ag'd their artificiall</L>
<L>Or accidentall.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>By the pox or &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1. <HI>P.</HI></SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They &s;hall be brought into that reputation</L>
<L>That none &s;hall be e&s;teem'd &s;o &s;ound or wi&s;e</L>
<L>As publique wearers of them: which to effectuate</L>
<L>Tis requi&s;ite that you obtaine a Mandat</L>
<L>Unto all Courtiers, that would be thought wi&s;e</L>
<L>To weare fal&s;e hayre: becau&s;e clownes have been noted</L>
<L>To talke like fooles or mad men in their own.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>No more of that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What &s;ay to this my Lord,</L>
<L>Touching new fa&s;hions of apparrell; &s;utes,</L>
<L>Hats, Boots, Swords, Belts, Ribands, &amp;c.</L>
<L>For every wearer of his fir&s;t o'th' fa&s;hion</L>
<L>To pay a groat to th' King; and every Trade&s;man</L>
<L>Two pence on every &s;everall piece he &s;ells</L>
<L>Of any &s;uch new fa&s;hion the fir&s;t yeare?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>And what may this pride money amount unto <HI>Per annum,</HI> can you gue&s;&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will not meddle in it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="105">
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<P>No my good Lord.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, nor your Perrukes neither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;ay to this my Lord of the Balconyes?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<P>This then for &s;ucking out of cornes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away with it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This then: that on the birth of every Girle</L>
<L>The Father pay a groat; to hearten men</L>
<L>To live &s;oberly and get Souldiers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This makes amends for all then. A new project</L>
<L>For buylding a new Theatre or Play-hou&s;e</L>
<L>Upon the <HI>Thames</HI> on Barges or flat boats</L>
<L>To helpe the watermen out of the lo&s;&s;e</L>
<L>They've &s;uffer'd by Sedans; under which project</L>
<L>The &s;ubject groanes, when for the ea&s;e of one</L>
<L>Two abler men mu&s;t &s;uffer; and not the price,</L>
<L>Or pride of Hor&s;e-fle&s;h or Coach-hire abated.</L>
<L>This &s;hall bring flouds of gaine to th' watermen</L>
<L>Of which they'l give a fourth of every fare</L>
<L>They &s;hall boord at the floating Theatre,</L>
<L>Or &s;et a&s;hore from thence, the Poets and Actors</L>
<L>Halfe of their fir&s;t yeares profits.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fy away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is a weighty one: For ma&s;&s;y &s;ummes</L>
<L>That may be freely given out of the City,</L>
<L>To have but this a&s;&s;urance, that hereafter</L>
<L>They may ingro&s;&s;e the getting of their own</L>
<L>Children: by order tane that Cavaliers,</L>
<L>And Courtiers may no more invade,</L>
<L>Or mix with Trade&s;mens wives: whereby tis thought</L>
<L>So many City Prodigalls have been gotten;</L>
<L>Onely the thrifty countrey Gentlemen</L>
<L>To be excepted: for by them 'tis gue&s;t</L>
<L>So many Citizens grow landed men.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="105">
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Were not they gotten by Projectors think you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lord your &s;ervant jeeres us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To deale plainely</L>
<L>I doe allow't in him&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heaven has heard my prayers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And will heare him or any man oppo&s;e</L>
<L>All that is put to me by way of project</L>
<L>To put me by all further hopes in 'em:</L>
<L>For (with hearts griefe I &s;peake it) he by whom</L>
<L>I onely hop'd to climbe (alas) is fallen.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<P>What out of favour?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, out of his Rea&s;on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<P>The noble Cavalier &s;ir <HI>Ferdinando.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That late &s;tood candidate for the favour royall,</L>
<L>Is he now fallen be&s;ides him&s;elfe?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What have you then to doe my Lord</L>
<L>In lieu of all your &s;ervice but beg him?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>His greater and his nearer friends at Court</L>
<L>Will prevent me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<P>They &s;hall not, never feare it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come we will make quick worke of this.</L>
<L>My Lord you &s;hall disbur&s;e but twenty pieces.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Among us three. 3. And we will in&s;tantly</L>
<L>Finde his e&s;tate. 1. And lay you down a way</L>
<L>So plaine that you &s;hall &s;ay All's yours,</L>
<L>Before you &s;tir a foot.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But when he has travell'd</L>
<L>Till he has tir'd him&s;elfe, he &s;hall returne,</L>
<L>And &s;ay All's lo&s;t, i&s;t not &s;o Gentlemen?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not part with any money &s;irs.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tru&s;t me you doe not well to put my Lord</L>
<L>Off o' his benefit, by di&s;heartning him</L>
<L>In this &s;mall venture. Will you then be pleas'd</L>
<L>To give us but ten pieces.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="106">
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not a penny.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Five you &s;hall my Lord,</L>
<L>And &s;tand no longer thus in your own light.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or but a piece a Man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not a denier.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<P>A dinner then my Lord, but of one piece.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>My an&s;wers cannot plea&s;e you. An&s;wer 'em you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I wonder how you having &s;tretch'd your throats</L>
<L>With the loud &s;ounds of thou&s;ands, hundred thou&s;ands</L>
<L>Can, after all, &s;o faintly whi&s;per forth</L>
<L>One piece; and that as much in vaine, as all</L>
<L>The ma&s;&s;y &s;ummes: for all but brings you nothing,</L>
<L>It &s;hewes you Gentlemen of re&s;olute patience;</L>
<L>And would take thankfully I warrant you</L>
<L>An od halfe crowne among&s;t you: and what &s;ay you</L>
<L>To every man a kick on the condition?</L>
<L>What &s;ay you to one with tother?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This abu&s;e</L>
<L>Shall lo&s;e your Ma&s;ter a hundred thou&s;and pound.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Goe coine your bullion braines into the money</L>
<L>And come againe. My ma&s;ter was</L>
<L>Your Lord even now, as he was Lord of Beggers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope to live to &s;ee him beg of us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Out hundreds, thou&s;ands, ten thou&s;ands, hundred, thou&s;ands, Millions, ten Millions, Millions upon Millions</L>
<L>Away, i'le &s;tamp your buttocks into coyne el&s;e.
<STAGE>Ex. Pro|jectors.</STAGE></L>
<L>The Devill ride that hind mo&s;t of 'em, for</L>
<L>A raw bon'd Jade: Sfoot he has lam'd my toes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am glad I am &s;o rid of' em, and now</L>
<L>As th'art my Servant and my loving Kin&s;eman&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>To follow you in all things but in Projects.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Looke to my Hou&s;e and Daughter, that &s;he &s;tart not;</L>
<L>Nor any entrance be allowd to <HI>Fredrick</HI></L>
<L>To re-intangle her in his Love. I know</L>
<L><PB REF="106">Thy vertue and thy valour can make good</L>
<L>My tru&s;t impos'd in thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You need not feare &s;ir</L>
<L>But, good &s;ir, no more projects.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have but one,</L>
<L>On which I'le &s;et my re&s;t. Thoult &s;ay tis good.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Except it be the begging of this Madman</L>
<L>It can be nothing.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis the very &s;ame:</L>
<L>By which I will advance my hou&s;e and name.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Beggers be&s;t is that he feeles no &s;hame:</L>
<L>Sprecious what meane you? Ha'you forgot &s;o &s;oone</L>
<L>Your Fathers &s;trict command, and he &s;carce gone yet?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Chari&s;&s;a.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Alas hee'l then meet <HI>Fredrick</HI> and divert him,</L>
<L>I &s;aw him at the window making this way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He gets no entrance to you. I mu&s;t obay</L>
<L>A ma&s;ter though you can neglect a father.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be not &s;o cruell. Thou may&s;t live to love,</L>
<L>And need the pitty of a friend.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I pitty you,</L>
<L>And will do no more then you know how to aske</L>
<L>For your own good. I under&s;tand your cau&s;e</L>
<L>And can relieve you if you'l yeild to councell.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You are my Kin&s;man; and have bin my friend,</L>
<L>Though you ob&s;erve my father who, I feare,</L>
<L>Has not a fathers love towards me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>His love is great and certaine,</L>
<L>And all his travell is for your advancement:</L>
<L>But he goes blindfold on unpro&s;perous wayes</L>
<L>Led by credulity. Projects! pox o' projects</L>
<L>The patron of his projects is (it &s;eemes)</L>
<L>Pepper'd with madne&s;&s;e. Tis but Ju&s;tice on him,</L>
<L>And now i'le give you a &s;ecret if you'l promi&s;e</L>
<L>To be ruld by me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="107">
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall rule me co&s;en.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This <HI>Ferdinand,</HI> your fathers great Court-godling</L>
<L>Nere &s;ought you for a wife; but to have whor'd you:</L>
<L>(That is the Engli&s;h on't) and to appeare</L>
<L>A right great man in th'act, he would ha' made</L>
<L>By hopes and promi&s;es your credulous Father</L>
<L>The in&s;trument of your pro&s;titution:</L>
<L>Which to effect, (though &s;till he undertook</L>
<L>His hopefull projects) cunning Lawyer-like</L>
<L>He cro&s;t or lo&s;t him &s;till in all, on purpo&s;e</L>
<L>That poverty at length might urge him to</L>
<L>Give you to his di&s;po&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>This was my feare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away: &s;ome body comes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis <HI>Fredrick.</HI> I mu&s;t &s;ee him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You'l never &s;ee him more then. Go to your cham|ber.</L>
<L>A little patience and he &s;hall be yours.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So dos a heart con&s;ume in lingring fire,</L>
<L>When cooling hopes are ca&s;t on hot de&s;ire.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Poore heart I pitty her, and will labour for her.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Frederick.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O <HI>Gabriel!</HI> I am happy in finding thee,</L>
<L>Thy ma&s;ter ab&s;ent, whom I &s;aw, in ha&s;t</L>
<L>Now pa&s;&s;ing towards the Court. Where's my <HI>Chari&s;&s;a?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may not &s;ee her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>May not &s;ee her &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>May not! nay mu&s;t not: &s;hall not &s;ee her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>Y'are very plaine with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Her owne command</L>
<L>Warrants me &s;peake it &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>A villaine &s;peakes it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draw.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have a &s;word &s;peakes other language for me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can &s;he who&s;e thoughts are truth, and written here,</L>
<L>Here in this brea&s;t, giving me ample welcome,</L>
<L>Give thee a countermand to bar me from it?</L>
<L><PB REF="107">Would&s;t thou make her a double hearted mon&s;ter?</L>
<L>Or like another woman?</L>
<L>Repent the<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> of thy tre&s;pa&s;&s;e yet and live.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, if you thinke to fight, talke not too much;</L>
<L>Or, if you needs mu&s;t talke, then heare as well.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>What would&s;t thou &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, I have more to &s;ay</L>
<L>Then fits this place, &s;ince you are apt to quarrell;</L>
<L>And this no ground to bu&s;tle on: nor indeed</L>
<L>Where I dare for my hone&s;ty and tru&s;t</L>
<L>Allow you longer &s;tay. If therefore you</L>
<L>Will walke, I'le wait upon you; and direct you</L>
<L>In a more ready way to finde <HI>Chari&s;&s;a.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is &s;hee not here i'th' hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O &s;ir, a man</L>
<L>May come within his arme-reach of his money</L>
<L>In the Exchequer: but he mu&s;t walke about</L>
<L>To finde due order e're he draw it out.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The fellow's hone&s;t, valiant, and di&s;creet,</L>
<L>Full man, in whom tho&s;e three additions meet.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, dare you tru&s;t me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes I dare; and why?</L>
<L>Becau&s;e if thou dar'&s;t fight, thou dar'&s;t not lie.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT II.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Philomel, Court-wit, Swayn-wit, Cit-wit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>HEre in this gallery Gentlemen you may&punc; at your plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>Untill my Lady comes, walk or &s;it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or lie down if you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="108">
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If you &s;o, wrong not my Ladies Couch with your</L>
<L>Spurres I pray&punc; take heed you leave not a Rowell there.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>If one &s;hould, your Lady has no Lord to call her honour to que&s;tion, who&s;e Knight-hood it belong'd unto.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have a good countrey wit &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>My name is <HI>Swayne-wit;</HI> and for all you twit me with the Countrey, I am a Gentleman tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>I honour you the more &s;ir, for I am a Countrey Maide my &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou art a baggage, and a bold one, I am deceiv'd el&s;e.</L>
<L>I would be further acquainted with you tho'.
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e long.</STAGE></L>
<L>Have you done now? You will have time enough for</L>
<L>Further and better acquaintance.</L>
</LG>
<P>Thou art a Jackanapes of the ba&s;e&s;t tricks that ever I &s;aw, for a halfe-penny. Shee's your choyce, is &s;hee? Could not you let be tho'? I ha' bin acquainted with thee but two dayes, and forgi'me for &s;wearing, I ha' found thee beating ripe a skore o' times at lea&s;t. Take heede I be|gin not now, and hand &s;ell your Ladies hou&s;e, that is &s;o much talkt on, and your Gentlewomans pre&s;ence here with a fi&s;t about your eares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not for a thou&s;and pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's a great deale of money. I could find i'my heart to do't tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Slife we are all undone then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He &s;ets my teeth on edge to looke upon him:</L>
<L>He lookes &s;o like a wilding crab, good neither for drink nor &s;auce.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why would you pre&s;&s;e him then?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou ha&s;t a verjuice wit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>For my poore &s;ake forbeare &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let him &s;tand further then, and looke o' to<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> &s;ide.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="108">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, this is no cau&s;e nor place to fight in, when&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;ayes he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing, you heare he whi&s;tles tother way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tother way, what backwards?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>What new gue&s;t ha' you brought here Mr. <HI>Court|wit,</HI> for my Lady to laugh at?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>One for that purpo&s;e <HI>Phil,</HI> you ha' &s;poke the man, But what company has my Patrone&s;&s;e, that &s;hee is yet bu&s;y.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I that! If &s;hee be long bu&s;y I will not &s;tay, and &s;hee were ten great Ladies, or one as big as twenty, for all &s;hee is your Patrone&s;&s;e, mu&s;t we wait out of our wits, becau&s;e <HI>Chalivere</HI> ran mad for her?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha' you heard o' that &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Cozen <HI>Court-wit's</HI> que&s;tion was who's with her?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;weet Mr. <HI>Court-wit,</HI> when will you bring the fine civill Gentleman, that maintaines him&s;elfe &s;o gal|lantly by picture drawing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's a new bu&s;ine&s;&s;e! Fare yee well, pray tell your Lady I came not from Pen&s;ans to grow here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay &s;weet &s;ir &s;tay, there is &s;ir with my Lady none but the grave and witty talking Knight. Some call him the metrapolitane wit of Court; he that loves Ladyes &s;o|ciety &s;o much, and yet has vow'd virginity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>As much as in man lies <HI>Phil;</HI> Hee is a perpetuall vowd batchellor indeed, and as con&s;tant to his vow as to his fa&s;hion in apparrell, which is ever the &s;ame, &s;ir <HI>Raphael</HI> Winter-plum.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>That old witherd piece. I know him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou wilt beare up again.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>He has lick'd up a living with his tongue; makes all great tables his own; and eats for his talke: He may be conver&s;ant with women: for (they &s;ay) he guelt him|&s;elfe
<PB REF="109">
beyond Sea for &s;pight one did him; and now preaches cha&s;tity to Ladies, and love to their husbands. Hee's a Lay-go&s;peller among the married &s;ort, and an e&s;peciall pedant to the youth o' Court.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fy, thou &s;peak&s;t too much.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's another humor I could beat thee for with all my heart, thou wilt &s;peake outragiou&s;ly of all men behinde their backs, and dar&s;t not an&s;wer Ba&mdash;to the face of a &s;heep, O I could pommell thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is not yet a cau&s;e to fight for, when&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>But will not that fine Gentleman Mr. <HI>Dainty</HI> come, Mr. <HI>Court-wit?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I expect him pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le &s;ee if their conference be ended, or breake it if I can, and ha&s;ten my Lady to you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>This wench has a dainty wit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee may, living with the prime Lady-wit in towne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>But what <HI>Dainty</HI> is that &s;hee talkes on &s;o affecti|onately?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Troth a Gentleman that lives at a good rate; very civill in conver&s;ation, keepes good company; yet none of his acquaintance that I am acquainted with knowes his beginning, or his pre&s;ent meanes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Gentleman borne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know no more but by his port, and fa&s;hion, you &s;aw him with me la&s;t night.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forgi' me for &s;wearing, I&s;t he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>He was at the Play with us too, doe you not re|member that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, that I was at the Play, by &s;ure token and a &s;ad one.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le &s;hew you &s;omewhat of him. A Gentleman borne did you aske?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now he beares up againe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="109">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee cannot be a Gentleman by birth or place. A fine-handed, and a fine headed fellow he is; and pre|tends great skill and practice too in Picture-drawing, Watch-making, and &s;uch like finger-workes; which he &s;ayes he u&s;es as a Gentlemans exerci&s;e, not as a trade to live upon; when either he does live on't; or el&s;e hee has &s;ome more &s;ecret way, as perhaps pimping or pur&s;ing for ought I know.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>There he is again! Art thou bound in con&s;cience to wrong all men in their ab&s;ence, till I beate thee into better manners?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, hold, I prithee hold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet &s;till the cau&s;e is in&s;ufficient, when&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here comes the Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Dainty.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is hee come? Noble Mr. <HI>Dainty</HI>&mdash;The wel|com&s;t in the World. I prote&s;t I &s;uffer'd by your ab&s;ence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>You do me too much honour Mr. <HI>Cit-wit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh &s;ir, your humble &s;ervant.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha. Forgi' me for &s;wearing, what a Spaniell's this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gentlemen you are well found, I was a little &s;tayd by the way upon receipt of monies. Ha' you &s;eene the Lady yet?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's yet a little bu&s;y. We &s;hall all in&s;tantly take the opportunity together.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>But Gentlemen; you that have better knowledge of this Lady informe if you plea&s;e, why are we &s;ummond hither?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou &s;peak&s;t as if thou had&s;t guilt upon thee; fear nothing man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I that's the thing that I would under&s;tand too. And why me of any man? They &s;ay indeed &s;hee is a hu|morous Lady, and loves to bu&s;y her &s;elfe. But what are we to her? are there not greater men, and Lords enough
<PB REF="110">
for her to foole away the time with, but we mu&s;t danc<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> attendance on her humors?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I prote&s;t Mr. <HI>Swayn-wit,</HI> I admire your inge|nuity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will be medling &s;till.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis to your que&s;tion &s;ir, which I will an&s;wer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I there's another of your cock&s;combly tricks, to an&s;wer any que&s;tion, that's ask'd another man, out with tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Lady &s;ir, this humorous wity Lady is a wit|&s;ponge, that &s;uckes up wit from &s;ome, and holds as her own, untill &s;hee &s;queeze it out on others. Shee will make u&s;e of ours, or any cour&s;er wits; and &s;earch 'em out to &s;ift 'em. Shee will collect from market-folkes; and hold conferences with the poore Trades people that cry their wares about the &s;treets, Shee will rake wit out of a dunghill Ragwoman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>So there he is againe! dare&s;t thou abu&s;e a noble Lady, in her owne hou&s;e too? I dare not now but beat thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare good co&s;en.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still, &s;till, the cau&s;e is naught, when&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ods &s;o the Ladies comming I think.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Philomel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gentlemen, my Lady cannot yet be rid of the tedious talking Knight. But &s;hee will ca&s;t him pre&s;ently. He is now following her into this roome, pray pa&s;&s;e into the next; my Ladies Mu&s;ick roome. There you &s;hall find a collation of good <HI>Tobacco</HI> and <HI>Sack</HI> and one to attend you, you know the fa&s;hions of the Hou&s;e Mr. <HI>Court|wit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come away Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Gentlemen.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>I could even love and looke upon that &s;weete Mr. <HI>Dainty</HI> a whole houre methinks.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="110">Enter Strange-love, and Sir Raphael.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Stra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe your wayes down Mayd, and if any aske for Sir <HI>Raphael</HI> here, &s;ay that I hope hee will ha' done anon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You would be rid of me: but pardon me Madam, I mu&s;t hold your gla&s;&s;e to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Stra.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's a poore Chamber-mayds office; and ill becomes your gravity Sir <HI>Raphael.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le open then the booke to you of your errors.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now you &s;peake &s;choller-like, and your &s;elfe: But have we &s;pent all this while in by, and idle talke, and have that volume to be open'd yet? Pray read mee for the fir&s;t Le&s;&s;on for this Mornings Exerci&s;e, and my Edification, the la&s;t Chapter of my book of errors as you call it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are a mocker of in&s;truction, and good coun&s;ell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Begins it &s;o? whom is that &s;poken to?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;peak to onely you; to conjure (if I can) that &s;pirit of &s;corne out of you; which you have taken in, and long affected for a humor, your &s;ingular own humor, till it is grown &s;o familiar, &s;o inherent in you, that you have wonne the title of the humorous Lady by't; and drawn a &s;corne upon your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Stra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why then all's paid, and wellcome good Sir <HI>Raphael.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am not gone &s;o; nor is all &s;o payd:</L>
<L>For there's a greater reckoning yet of Raylings,</L>
<L>Reviling, Cur&s;es by the many that</L>
<L>Y'have &s;cornd and &s;lighted, &s;hot at you in hot vollies.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>They hit me not. I am &s;ure I do not feele 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>R.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You may in time be &s;en&s;ible of their &s;uffrings,</L>
<L>Whom you have violently, and willfully abus'd</L>
<L>With &s;corne and pride; if you call to mind</L>
<L>The cau&s;e, bred meerly out of humour; cau&s;e you would have it &s;o.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="111">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You come too neare mee &s;ir, cau&s;e I would have it &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can it be otherwi&s;e? Has it not ever bin</L>
<L>Your practi&s;e, &s;ince your time of widow-hood</L>
<L>To catch all mens affections? Tis indeed</L>
<L>An honour to a Lady to have many &s;uitors;</L>
<L>But to lay bait for 'em only to delude 'em&mdash;</L>
<L>Is impiou&s;ly di&s;honorable.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Have I done &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and have gloried in it for your humour</L>
<L>To lead men into brakes with fooli&s;h fire.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>If they will follow it, I cannot helpe it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You might though have prevented the mi&s;haps</L>
<L>Of many, by a faire and free re&s;i&s;tance</L>
<L>In the beginnings of their &s;uits of Court&s;hips,</L>
<L>And not to &s;et your &s;elfe at gaze to draw them on,</L>
<L>And then allure them with a&s;&s;ured hopes</L>
<L>Of love and favour till you have wound their follies</L>
<L>Into the reach of your di&s;daine; and then</L>
<L>To torture 'em, or having ta <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e 'em captives</L>
<L>To &s;lave and &s;ell 'em to the worlds deri&s;ion.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;ir <HI>Raphael</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee feeles compunction!</L>
<L>I will pur&s;ue it to the quick.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>On good Sir <HI>Raphael.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Con&s;ider then good Madam, &s;ince I know,</L>
<L>And your own con&s;cience knowes, that you have made</L>
<L>A &s;ecret vow from your late husbands death</L>
<L>Never to marry, how better and more glorious</L>
<L>It would be for your honor to declare</L>
<L>Your con&s;tant purpo&s;e to a &s;ingle life,</L>
<L>Then to fall into the tran&s;gre&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>Of robbing men &s;o of their wits and rea&s;on,</L>
<L>And all by willfull humor: as this late</L>
<L>Unhappy accident of madne&s;&s;e in</L>
<L><PB REF="111">The hopefull Knight Sir <HI>Ferdinando</HI> cryes</L>
<L>Lowdly to your di&s;grace, and the worlds &s;orrow.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Halfe the worlds &s;orrow is mine own</L>
<L>For that &s;ad accident, I would I coold redeem't</L>
<L>With halfe my health or life. But let me tell you</L>
<L>(Now you have ju&s;tly chidden me) that you</L>
<L>Have a fault too.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What i&s;t in your con&s;truction?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As I conceal'd my vow of &s;ingle living,</L>
<L>And gave men leave to court me, by which meanes</L>
<L>I won them into hopes, and robd their wits,</L>
<L>You in declaring to the Court and City</L>
<L>Your vow of cha&s;tity and &s;ingle life,</L>
<L>Yet dayly, nightly, howerly frequenting</L>
<L>The company of Ladies, with your &s;weet,</L>
<L>No le&s;&s;e then grave di&s;cour&s;e and conver&s;ation</L>
<L>Have rob'd (nay I may &s;ay deflowr'd) more Ladies</L>
<L>Of cha&s;t and honorable thoughts, then all</L>
<L>The cavalry of Court.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who I Madam!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Even you &s;ir <HI>Raphael</HI> (if uncha&s;t de&s;ires</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be held &s;infull) I know &s;ome of them,</L>
<L>And one (I feare) too well, that have bin &s;ubject</L>
<L>Unto the breach of any vow for you,</L>
<L>Yet you to vow a &s;ingle and cha&s;t life;</L>
<L>And publi&s;h your intent!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis with intent,</L>
<L>And a religious purpo&s;e to decline,</L>
<L>And divert womans fond affections from me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, but forbidden things are womens longings! You have read, you have read (&s;ir <HI>Raphael</HI>) you have read.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Falls on her Couch.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>And travell'd too: yet never could di&s;cover Such an example.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray &s;it down by me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="112">
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good thoughts po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e you Madam. I mu&s;t hence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le not be tedious to you. One word I pray &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Vertue, be thou my armor. Briefly then</L>
<L>Let me intreat you Madam&punc;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray refu&s;e not</L>
<L>To &s;it downe by me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sanctity protect me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Sit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, you are famous, and cry'd up by all</L>
<L>For your great wi&s;dome, Morall and Divine:</L>
<L>You are the <HI>Ip&s;e dixit</HI> of the Court</L>
<L>As I have heard you &s;til'd by men of learning.</L>
<L>The Court Philo&s;opher&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam to the point.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is our &s;trength, and what is not our frailty?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is &s;hee wandering now? Bee playner Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Doe not my blu&s;hes (which I hope you pardon)</L>
<L>Deliver you a me&s;&s;age from my heart?</L>
<L>Which I want words to <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="4 letters">r? O the&s;e vowes!</L>
<L>The&s;e ra&s;h and ill-made vowes! dos not your judgement</L>
<L>Read &s;omething on this face? pray look upon me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am no good interpreter of looks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I dare not &s;peake, till you have fir&s;t remov'd</L>
<L>A weighty &s;cruple, which doth much perplexe me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You mu&s;t fir&s;t &s;peake it Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Whether the&s;e vowes,</L>
<L>(I meane your own, and mine, for &s;ingle life)</L>
<L>May &s;afely be di&s;pens'd with or ab&s;olv'd,</L>
<L>And we become a lawfull paire in Marriage?</L>
<L>Pray &s;ir re&s;olve and ble&s;&s;e me in a Match.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam I'le pray for you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Starts up.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You will fir&s;t kill me</L>
<L>With your di&s;daine, and then you'l pray for me!</L>
<L>Is that your Charity?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="112">
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I dare not heare you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Leave me not &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who waits upon my Lady here?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I had no other way to &s;hift him, would he would make</L>
<L>An errand now to <HI>Rome</HI> to quit my &s;cruple;</L>
<L>And rid the Court of an officious foole:</L>
<L>Women &s;ome times have &s;ent wi&s;e men to &s;choole.</L>
<L>Is the Knight gone?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Philomel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And ble&s;&s;ing of him&s;elfe,</L>
<L>As witch craft were i'th' hou&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>But where's my favorite <HI>Court-wit,</HI> has he brought his countrey Kin&s;man and the re&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They are all in your wit-office Madam (as you call the Roome)</L>
<L>Pa&s;&s;ing the time among the Pipes and Bottles,</L>
<L>And &s;inging catches. Here you may here 'em Ma|dam.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>A catch.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Marry, this takes pa&s;t&punc; all &s;ir <HI>Raphaels</HI> Lectures,</L>
<L>Goe call 'em downe.
<STAGE>Exit Phi.</STAGE></L>
<L>This Madam troubles me, 'would he were right agen;</L>
<L>Or I quit of the &s;candall.
<STAGE>Enter Court-Swain, and Cit-wit.</STAGE></L>
<L>O Gentlemen! y'are welcome,</L>
<L>And chiefly you that are the onely &s;tranger,</L>
<L>I ha' been &s;o troubled with an overtalking &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, that he</L>
<L>Has wound me into melancholly&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>I wi&s;h you mirth Madam. I come not as one o' you-fooles to make you any though&mdash;<HI>Offer to go away.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be not &s;o briefe with mee, let mee intreat you though.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forgi'me for &s;wearing doe you mock me tho'?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;take me not &s;weet &s;ir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet with a mi&s;chiefe! How &s;weet am I? I come
<PB REF="113">
not as a &s;uitor to your great Lady&s;hip. I am a Gentleman of two hundred a yeare tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not as a &s;uitor to me &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>No you are too great for me. Nor to your Mop&s;ey without, though &s;hee be &s;nout-faire, and has &s;ome wit &s;hee's too little for me, I under&s;tand degree and quality, re&s;pect and difference; and am &s;choller enough to know my <HI>unde</HI> and my <HI>quare.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You ga' me his true character. You are a com|pleat Gentleman &s;ir (if I mi&s;take not) the Kin&s;man of my favorite here, who has given me an ample relation of your worth and vertue.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, Patrone&s;&s;e, 'tis he, who though not throughly vers'd, or conver&s;ant i'th' Court or City garbe, he under|&s;tands both Men and Manners.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prattle for your &s;elfe &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>But to the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I that I would faine know if it be any.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have heard I doubt not of a di&s;a&s;trous blot lately ca&s;t upon my <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">e, out of my owne free|ne&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Concerning the Mad-courtier Madam, when 'tis as likely, that his Taylor made him mad as you, for not hitting the fa&s;hion right in his la&s;t rich &s;uit. But tis mo&s;t like he fell from a rea&s;onable man, by over-&s;tudying him|&s;elfe what Lord he &s;hould be at the next creation, whe|ther of Gleek, or Cribbidge;</P>
<P>In and in, or Hazard.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hearke how this &s;hotten headed Cocks-combe prates! And how he, that can indure beating, dares &s;peak any thing, or abu&s;e all men! can&s;t not give the Lady leave to &s;peake tho'?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Since there is an a&s;per&s;ion layd upon my freene&s;&s;e in giving entertainment unto per&s;ons of great and noble qua<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ity, the world deeming it to be done by me meerly
<PB REF="113">
for o&s;t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ntation, to cry my own humor up, by drawing them into Love-knots, and then to &s;light or &s;corne them. My re&s;olution is from henceforth, to exclude tho&s;e great re&s;orts, and friendly and freely be merry within our &s;elfes. I have foure thou&s;and a yeare to &s;pend; and will be hu&s;wife good enough to keepe in compa&s;&s;e. I will not entertaine a &s;ervant, friend or gue&s;t above your rank or fortunes&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why&mdash;(forgi'me for &s;wearing) what do you think of us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thinke you Gentlemen of worth and quality: and therefore welcome, I thinke you able to maintaine your &s;elfes midle-&s;is'd Gent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am Midle&s;ex indeed; borne i'th' City.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give the Lady leave to &s;peake tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le give acce&s;&s;e to none, that the cen&s;orious world &s;hall dare to judge a &s;uitor to me,</L>
<L>Or to finde favour further then meat and wine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, faith a little money to; and make's your Fidlers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray give the Lady leave to &s;peak though.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>whe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mauger the greatne&s;&s;e of my former vi&s;itants</L>
<L>I give you my election for the chiefes</L>
<L>Of my familier &s;ociety.</L>
<L>I may perhaps call in, (at lea&s;t admit)</L>
<L>People of meaner garbe, without (I hope</L>
<L>Your grudge or envy. But they &s;hall be men</L>
<L>Of Science, Art, and Action.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Of action Madam? who do you meane? the Players?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why not? I love their quality and them, and mean to have the u&s;e of &s;ome of 'em &s;hortly: Be&s;ides Mu&s;iti|ans (Poets in the fir&s;t place) and Painters: In which la&s;t mention'd art I heare you are excellent, though all this while &s;o &s;ilent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="114">
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I boa&s;t no skill or practi&s;e Madam: but I have drawne &s;ome pieces that have been worth my paines in my Rewards.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t commend their ingenuity for whom you tooke tho&s;e paines. But (where I left) I mu&s;t make u&s;e of wits, of arts, and actions.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here in your hou&s;e Madam, I would be glad to &s;ee the Actors, but I &s;aw 'em at their own too lately: for I lo&s;t my pur&s;e there, no matter let it go. There was 15. pound in't tho!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sprecious! How now! my Fob has been <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ubd to day of &s;ix pieces, and a dozen &s;hillings at lea&s;t. No|thing but a bowd groat left as I hope for my Grannums ble&s;&s;ing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure you have been in &s;ome ill company.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox of ill company I &s;ay. My watch is gone out of my Pocket too o'th right &s;ide.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>You ro&s;e o'the wrong &s;ide to day it &s;eemes, were you in no crowd or quarrell?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I never was in a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"> quarrell i'my life. I alwayes run from 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I dare &s;weare thou do&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I onely &s;tood to day at the Coranto-&s;hop to read the la&s;t great news; and I was hoop'd in I remember by &s;ome that &s;eem'd to wonder as much as I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then certainly there was a cut-pur&s;e among&s;t 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le go to hone&s;t <HI>Moll</HI> about it pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>But fir&s;t &s;tay and heare my Lady tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I Madam you were &s;peaking of the u&s;e you would make of Poet, Painter, Mu&s;ick, Actor and the like.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>True favorite for a Ma&s;que that I intend to have &s;hortly, you &s;hall performe the poeticall part, your
<PB REF="114">
&s;ervant <HI>Citwit</HI> the Mu&s;icall. And by your skill and directi|ons the Painters office for the &s;cenes. Dancers and &s;pea|kers I have in &s;tore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t be &s;omething too tho', mu&s;t I not Ma|dam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Marry and thanke you too &s;ir.
<STAGE>Enter Philomil.</STAGE></L>
<L>Now your Newes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir <HI>Andrew Mendicant</HI> de&s;ires to &s;ee you Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hould have told him I would not be &s;eene by him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>I told him you were bu&s;y. But hee &s;ayes hee is to &s;peake with you upon a weighty bu&s;ine&s;&s;e from the Court.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis the <HI>Court-begger.</HI> You know him favorite.</L>
<L>Goe not away, I'le bring him in among&s;t you,</L>
<L>And (as you love me) put &s;ome ridiculous projects to him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's that &s;ir <HI>An<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">w Mendicant?</HI> doe you know him well?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cour.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou aske&s;t &s;till a que&s;tion like a guilty per&s;on, with a look re&s;embling fear upon thy face.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>My countenance is too blame then; not my con|&s;cience.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le tell you what he is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Still an&s;wering others que&s;tions?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is a Knight that hanckers about the Court, ambitious to make him&s;elfe a Lord by begging. His braine is all Projects, and his &s;oule nothing but Court-&s;uits. He has begun more knavi&s;h &s;uits at Court, then ever the Kings Taylor hone&s;tly fini&s;h'd, but never thriv'd by any: &s;o that now hee's almo&s;t fallen from a Pallace B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">gger to a &s;pittle one. His bu&s;ine&s;&s;e to my Lady now can be no|thing but to borrow money to buy a paire of wheeles
<PB REF="115">
to &s;et &s;ome Project a going to Court for a Mo|nopoly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou wert in ha&s;t e<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ne now to looke after the money; but and thy Life lay on't thou mu&s;t &s;tay to abu&s;e a man <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ehinde his back, who is a noble Gentleman thou know&s;t, and I have heard, yet (&s;peake in thy con&s;cience) would&s;t thou not be beaten now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare, they come.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Strangelove, Mendicant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, &s;ince it is reque&s;ted by tho&s;e great ones</L>
<L>Who&s;e power cannot command me in this ca&s;e</L>
<L>(For tis my charity and not my duty)</L>
<L>I am content that the mad <HI>Ferdinand</HI></L>
<L>Shall &s;o journe in my hou&s;e for his recovery.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis thought you were the ground-work of his fren&s;y</L>
<L>The Doctors therefore mov'd their honours to it</L>
<L>For that your frequent pre&s;ence may be helpfull</L>
<L>Towards his care.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He &s;hall have it th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></L>
<L>Towards the expiation of the crime</L>
<L>They charge me with. But in ca&s;e &s;ir <HI>Andrew</HI></L>
<L>He &s;hould be cur'd by this meanes, I &s;hould then</L>
<L>Cro&s;&s;e you in fortune and your future hopes</L>
<L>Of his e&s;tate; which you have beg'd you &s;ay</L>
<L>If he recover not.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t leave that to fortune Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Will you be pleas'd &s;ir to take notice of</L>
<L>The&s;e Gentlemen my friends. They may be u&s;efull
<STAGE>Salute</STAGE></L>
<L>For they have all projective braines I tell you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray of what nature are your Projects Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir my affection leanes much to Poetry, e&s;pecialy the <HI>Drammatick.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Writing of &s;trange Playes?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am glad I &s;peake &s;ir, to your under&s;tanding.
<PB REF="115">
And my project is that no Playes may be admitted to the Stage, but of their making who Profe&s;&s;e or indea|vour to live by the quality: That no Courtiers, Divines, Students at Law, Lawyers-clearks, Trade&s;men or Pren|ti&s;es be allow'd to write 'em, nor the Works of any lay-Poet what&s;oever to be receav'd to the Stage, though freely given unto the Actors, nay though any &s;uch Poet &s;hould give a &s;umme of money with his Play, as with an Apprentice, unle&s;&s;e the Author doe al&s;o become bound that it &s;hall doe true and faithfull &s;ervice for a whole Terme.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's a trim bu&s;ine&s;&s;e towards, and as idle as the Players going to Law with their Poets.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have another &s;ir, to procure a Patent for my &s;elfe to have the onely priviledge to give in&s;tructions to all the actors in the City, (e&s;pecially the younger &s;ort) the better to enable them to &s;peake their parts emphatically and to the life.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>You were be&s;t take heede in time then that you well pre&s;erve your own voyce, for feare you doe a &s;poyle among 'em in teaching 'em to utter in un&s;avory tunes. Doe I come hither to be mock'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you heare mine though? I am a Countrey Gentleman, young, healthfull and lu&s;ty. I heare com|plaints of barrenne&s;&s;e in the City; and of men that can|not get their wives with child; Get me but a Patent for't I'le undertake by my &s;elfe and deputies (provided that the woman be &s;ound and hand&s;ome) to make them mul|tiply, and upon rea&s;onable conditions: we will deale with the rich for money, and the poore for cha|rity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is fooli&s;her then tother. Doe you abu&s;e me Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is that a wi&s;e man's que&s;tion? you cannot tell th'o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="116">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>We have our projects too Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would have yours fir&s;t, you &s;eeme a civill and &s;ub&s;tantiall Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>In more private if you plea&s;e Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I like well his re&s;ervedne&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir I am a Picture-drawer Limner, or Painter (if you plea&s;e) and wou'd gladly purcha&s;e authority, by my &s;elfe and deputies, for the painting of all the Kings, and Queenes-head &s;ignes for Tavernes, Innes, Ale hou&s;es, and all Hou&s;es and Shops of Trade throughout the King|dome upon this ground that they draw and hang up their t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">yall Images for &s;ignes in &s;o hideous manner that men ble&s;&s;e them&s;elves to &s;ee't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I marry this hangs upon &s;ome ground. But are you an exqui&s;ite workeman in that art &s;i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am an Arti&s;t in that mi&s;tery &s;ir, and have drawn &s;ome of his Maje&s;ties Pictures (by coppy onely but) &s;o to the life, that Gentlemen have kneel'd to '<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m for &s;uites, and knight-hoods.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed &s;ir!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes &s;ir, and great Lords I have pictur'd &s;o power|fully, their own followers &s;odainly ru&s;hing into the room have &s;tarted back, and &s;olemnly &s;tood bare to 'em as they hung o'the walls.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I&s;t po&s;&s;ible!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I drew a &s;terne Judge, and a civill Lawyer &s;o to the life, that after their corps were in the Grave, a man dur&s;t not looke upon their pictures without a bribe, or double fee in's hand.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I do admire you!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I ha' drawn Ladies too, with that alluring beau|ty, that men have lov'd their dead pictures, for their pain|ted lookes, more then their living per&s;ons for all their vertues.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou boy! introth you abu&s;e me mo&s;t merrily Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Goe.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="116">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>An excellent fellow: I like him for that fancy more then all the re&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray heare my project too &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes good &s;ir <HI>Andrew,</HI> you &s;hall not part &s;o ab|ruptly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mine is a good common wealths bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, again&s;t the common Plague, that raignes i'th' City of Pick|pockets, and Cut-pur&s;es&punc; I my &s;elfe ha' bin robb'd to day, and am going to a good member that deales in private for the recoveries of &s;uch goods: One that &s;hall under|take if you'l but get a Patent, for a Cutpur&s;e-hall, or Office, to helpe all men to their owne againe, allowing but the Tithes of their Lo&s;&s;es, and freeing the offending parties.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fie, fie. Here's tithing indeed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Provided that notice be brought to the Office within foure and twenty houres after any &s;uch lo&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Enough, enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee may by the &s;ame cour&s;e &s;ecure the Coun|ties too, and make the hangman hang him&s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let every man be wi&s;e enough to looke to his pur&s;e, and there will be no Cut-pur&s;es, nor need of your patent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>As wi&s;e a man as you may lo&s;e his pur&s;e tho', as I ha' done my &s;elfe in a crow'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>He puts me in mind of a crowd I was in once to day of company I lik'd not&mdash;ha&mdash;. For hea|ven 'tis gone: And I dare not di&s;cover it for being laught at.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;eemes none of your Projects will pa&s;&s;e with you &s;ir <HI>Andrew.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come &s;ir, they are but (as you &s;aid) merry with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be you merry with them good Madam, you know the &s;erious worke I came about. In which
<PB REF="117">
I &s;odainly &s;hall pre&s;ume to give you a re-vi&s;ite.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray do &s;ir <HI>Andrew,</HI> bring your Mad-man. My garden Lodgings &s;hall be his bedlem. Come gentlemen tis Dinner-time.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>We are your waiters Madam.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT III.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Philomel, Mendicant, Doctor.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>THe&s;e are the Lodgings, that my Lady appointed</L>
<L>For your di&s;tracted patient.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Like you 'em Doctor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Exceeding well. Excu&s;e me Gentlewoman</L>
<L>That now intreat your ab&s;ence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Willingly. I am not taken with the &s;ight you bring:</L>
<L>For I &s;ee mad-folkes enough every day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here &s;et him downe. Unbind him, and unblind him.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ferdinand brought in a chaire bound and hooded, &amp;c.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Am I then taken pri&s;oner in the North?</L>
<L>Wounded, di&s;arm'd and bound? I &s;hall be ran&s;om'd</L>
<L>To which of your rebelliou&s;ly u&s;urp'd</L>
<L>Ca&s;tles ha' you brought me? you &s;ir <HI>Presbiter,</HI></L>
<L>That better can <HI>pugnare</HI> then <HI>orare,</HI></L>
<L>And &s;o abjure all duty and allegiance&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee takes you for a Northerne Pa&s;tor Mr. Doctor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>No matter what, let him run out his fancy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You were be&s;t to u&s;e me well; and like a &s;ouldier</L>
<L>Order will el&s;e be tane (though you know none.)</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="117">
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall have all be&s;t u&s;age &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And u&s;e my hor&s;e well too, and let my hor&s;e and armor</L>
<L>Be decently pre&s;erv'd and &s;eene forth-comming</L>
<L>At my redemption.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>With all be&s;t care &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For I &s;hall &s;oone be &s;ent for, or fetch'd off</L>
<L>With ruine of your countrey 'bout your eares.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall have all content the countrey yeilds &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall have Oat-bread, Ale, and Bag-pipes, &s;hall I?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you'l be merry &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Merry! why not? come let's ha' cards; and you and I to cribbidge</L>
<L>For an od hundred pound, I meane not Scotch,</L>
<L>But &s;terling Engli&s;h pieces, where's your money?</L>
<L>All gone in Ammunition, and charge Military.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le finde you money enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>O here's a third man, let's then to Gleeke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Crown Gleeke &s;ir, if you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Crown Gleeke! no more?</L>
<L>You &s;eeme to be a thrifty Covenanter</L>
<L>To play but at crowne Gleeke, whole piece Gleeke or nothing.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>High as you plea&s;e &s;ir, wee'l find money enough,</L>
<L>And pay us but our buyings.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, you mu&s;t ba<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e mee Aces. You will play <HI>Tib</HI> and <HI>Tom.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>All i' the Cards &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Away with cards. Bring dice, &s;et all at hazard,</L>
<L>And though I lo&s;e all, I have yet a project</L>
<L>That at the end o'th' war, and the great &s;itting</L>
<L>Shall fetch all in agen. But O my Mu&s;e!</L>
<L>How dare I &s;o neglect thy in&s;pirations?</L>
<L>Give me Pen, Inke and Paper.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>All's ready.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="118">
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now will I write, nor will I emulate</L>
<L><HI>Ovids</HI> &s;moth vaine, or <HI>Petraks</HI> buskind &s;tile.</L>
<L>Nor <HI>Laura,</HI> nor <HI>Corinna</HI> did de&s;erve</L>
<L>To have their prayers written <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">n &s;uch Ver&s;e</L>
<L>As i'le be&s;tow on her that I adore.</L>
<L>Li&s;ten to me you ble&s;t Intelligences,</L>
<L>And, <HI>Phebus,</HI> &s;tay thy cour&s;e to heare me &s;ing</L>
<L>Her pray&s;es, for who&s;e love th'inamor'd Gods</L>
<L>Would leave their proper &s;eates, and in &s;toine &s;hapes,</L>
<L>Conver&s;e with mortalls, your &s;oule-ravi&s;hing &s;pheres</L>
<L>Send forth your &s;weete&s;t harmony whil&s;t I &s;ing&mdash;</L>
<L>But O &s;hee is di&s;dainfull; and her &s;corne</L>
<L>Hath blotted all the glory of her prai&s;e,</L>
<L>Away, away with all.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now &s;ir, doe you ob&s;erve the roote of his Di&s;ea&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I gue&s;&s;e at it, know you the remedy?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Di&s;ea&s;e! what's that? who is di&s;eas'd? who wants a Remedy?</L>
<L>Are you &s;ir a Phi&s;itian?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Gentleman is, and brings you remedy, be you patient.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>O you will move him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You are a brace of Quacks,</L>
<L>That tie your knowledge unto dayes and houres</L>
<L>Mark'd out for good or ill i'th' <HI>Almanack.</HI></L>
<L>Your be&s;t Receipts are candy for a cold;</L>
<L>And <HI>Carduns Benedictus</HI> for an ague,</L>
<L>Could you give life as <HI>Ae&s;culapius</HI></L>
<L>Did to unju&s;tly &s;laine <HI>Hippolitus,</HI></L>
<L>You could pre&s;cribe no remedy for me.</L>
<L>Goe &s;tudy <HI>Gallen,</HI> and <HI>Hippocrates,</HI></L>
<L>And when your rare &s;implicities have found</L>
<L>Simples to cure the Lunacy of Love,</L>
<L>Compo&s;e a potion, and admini&s;ter't</L>
<L><PB REF="118">Unto the Family at <HI>Am&s;terdam.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le Phi&s;ick you to morrow and allay</L>
<L>The heate of this &s;trong fit, or Leach it out.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter &s;ir Raphael.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have venter'd to this hou&s;e againe, a&s;&s;ur'd</L>
<L>That now the humerous Lady is from home</L>
<L>Forgetting not her Love-trick put upon me</L>
<L>Which &s;he already boa&s;ts to my di&s;grace</L>
<L>For which I may require her Lady&s;hip,</L>
<L>How dos your patient? a &s;leepe! That's well.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No hee's but &s;ilent &s;ir, and it is well</L>
<L>That he is &s;o, &s;o long.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Lords in honorable regard unto</L>
<L>His health directed me to vi&s;ite him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you not know me &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You are (I tak't) the Gho&s;t of <HI>Dioni&s;ius</HI></L>
<L>The great tirannicall Court-&s;chole-ma&s;ter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Friends at Court commend them to you Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What hither, unto hell? Extend their loves</L>
<L>So far, to finde me out? Pray let 'em know</L>
<L>That here's a trobled world in want of State&s;men.</L>
<L>But tell the youthes and beauties there, they never</L>
<L>Shall finde a happier opportunity</L>
<L>To rai&s;e a new Plantation. They'l drive all</L>
<L>Before 'em here. For pride is at a &s;tand;</L>
<L>Fa&s;hions are all worne out, and no invention</L>
<L>For new here to be found: all beauty's lo&s;t;</L>
<L>Nor have the greate&s;t Ladies here the act</L>
<L>To make &s;o much as their poore Chamberm<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">yds:</L>
<L>Let 'em come downe, as many of the Gallants</L>
<L>As are made weary of their Wives or Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es;</L>
<L>And, of tho&s;e Wives and Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es, as many</L>
<L>As can their husbands, or their &s;ervants &s;pare:</L>
<L><PB REF="119">And what a yeare of Holy-dayes, a Jubile</L>
<L>Shall we have in hell then? Ha' old Lad!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What a wilde fancie's this!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cro&s;&s;e it not good &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray give mee leave to touch it though, a little.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But above all, finde out the Lady <HI>Strangelove</HI></L>
<L>That humorous Madam, and tell her from me,</L>
<L>The many Lovers &s;hee has &s;ent before her</L>
<L>Into the&s;e &s;hades (where we can find no torments</L>
<L>Like tho&s;e that &s;hee inflicted) have prevail'd</L>
<L>With the great Queene <HI>Pro&s;erpina,</HI> that &s;hee</L>
<L>Shall be in place next to her royall per&s;on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Lady <HI>Strangelove!</HI> you are in her hou&s;e &s;ir,</L>
<L>Where doe you thinke you are? or who you are?</L>
<L>Pray call your &s;elfe to mind &s;ir, are not you</L>
<L>The noble <HI>Cavalier</HI> and hopefull <HI>Courtier</HI></L>
<L>The mo&s;t accompli&s;h'd Knight &s;ir <HI>Ferdinando?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare &s;ir, you will move him &s;trongly el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have authority for what I do &s;ir,</L>
<L>Can you forget your &s;elfe &s;ir, or neglect</L>
<L>The bounteous fortunes, that the Court and Kingdome</L>
<L>Have in &s;tore for you, both for pa&s;t Atchievments,</L>
<L>And for the large endowments of court-vertue</L>
<L>Are found &s;till growing in you, &s;tudied and practis'd</L>
<L>So to the life, as if you were built up</L>
<L>Vertues own Man&s;ion, on her foure firme pillars?&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I hope he cannot flatter him into's wits</L>
<L>When 'tis the way to foole men out of 'em.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Wi&s;dome, Ju&s;tice, Magnanimity,</L>
<L>And temperance of court you are exactly</L>
<L>Fram'd and compos'd of, and indued with all</L>
<L>The excelencies that may adorne a man</L>
<L>By Nature, Fortune, Art and Indu&s;try!</L>
<L>And all this glorious light to be eclips'd;</L>
<L><PB REF="119">And &s;uch Divine perfections &s;eeme to &s;leepe?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray &s;ir your eare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, mo&s;t attentively.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What do you thinke of Salsbury &s;teeple &s;ir,</L>
<L>For a fit hunting &s;peare t' incounter with</L>
<L>The whore of Babilion? might I not firke her thinke you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Doctrine dos not edify &s;ir <HI>Raphael.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Is Oratour <HI>Demo&s;tines</HI> growne dumbe</L>
<L>O'th' &s;odaine? what! no an&s;wer? give me a Knife</L>
<L>He is but tongue-tied.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra:</SPEAKER>
<P>Guard me Divinity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>I told you what you would doe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Patience good &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Patience in tortures?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Helpe here &s;odainly!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do you &s;ally forth in troupes? Have I no troupe?</L>
<L>Give me my hor&s;e and armes, and come a hundred.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Wee'l arme and hor&s;e you, &s;ince y'are &s;o unruly,</L>
<L>Away with him into his Bed-chamber.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>O doe you make me then your Knight o'th' &s;hir<GAP DESC="illegible" REASON="over-inked" EXTENT="1 letter"> A tun o' Wine for that. Shoulder your Knight, advance your Knight, beare him out.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Manent Men. &s;ir Rap.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<P>A <HI>Ferdinand,</HI> a <HI>Ferdinand,</HI> &amp;c.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This now to me is Mu&s;ick, Golden chimes</L>
<L>That rings all in with an a&s;&s;ur'd advantage,</L>
<L>How now Sir <HI>Raphael!</HI> Frighted?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In all my di&s;putations all my travailes,</L>
<L>And all con&s;piracies that have bin had</L>
<L>Aagain&s;t me, never met I an incounter</L>
<L>By man, or &s;pirit that I feard &s;o much,</L>
<L>Yet here's another fury.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Strangelove.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By what oppre&s;&s;ion or tiranny (for Law</L>
<L><PB REF="120">I'm &s;ure could never do't) is my hou&s;e here</L>
<L>Confi&s;cated or u&s;urp'd, and I become your &s;lave?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>How Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your &s;lave, lay your commands on mee, what drudgery doe you appoint me to?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's mad too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did not your Lady&s;hip give way?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To make my hou&s;e a hell?</L>
<L>The noy&s;e of Bedlem is &s;oft Mu&s;ick to 't.</L>
<L>Could your Projector&s;hip find no hou&s;e el&s;e</L>
<L>To make a mad-man madder in but mine?</L>
<L>And me as mad as he too with the trouble.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I was no principle in't good Madam.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Was it your plot then &s;ir <HI>Philo&s;opha&s;ter,</HI></L>
<L>That &s;o you might under pretext of reading</L>
<L>Philo&s;ophy to him, to cure his madne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Make your adre&s;&s;e to me to pro&s;equte</L>
<L>Your Love-&s;uite when I thought I had an&s;wer'd you,</L>
<L>But if you mu&s;t proceede, o'recome me if you can,</L>
<L>Yet let me warne you to take heede withall</L>
<L>You pull not a di&s;ea&s;e unto you, that may</L>
<L>By your ungovern'd ha&s;t po&s;t into</L>
<L>Your grave: for I &s;hall prove a torment to you,</L>
<L>Though you'l take no denyall, take yet a warning.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I take it to for&s;ake your hou&s;e; and never</L>
<L>More to re&s;ort where madne&s;&s;e raignes. Did I</L>
<L>Make love to you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pardon mee vertuous &s;ir, it is my love to you that tortures mee into this wild di&s;traction. O &s;ir <HI>Raphael.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now vertue guide me. I will &s;hun this place</L>
<L>More then I would the Spani&s;h Inqui&s;ition.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;hall in time be rid of all &s;uch Gue&s;ts,</L>
<L>And have the liberty of mine owne hou&s;e</L>
<L>With mine own company, and to mine own ends</L>
<L><PB REF="120">Where are you <HI>Phil?</HI> I were but dead if I had not this</L>
<L>wench to foole withall &s;ometimes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Phil.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mu&s;t be a little &s;erious with you, &s;hut the dore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now am I call'd into correction,</L>
<L>When &s;hee is vext and wants the company</L>
<L>Shee likes, then come I into que&s;tion,</L>
<L>'Tis common among Ladies with their women.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why that down looke, as if you meant to fetch</L>
<L>An an&s;wer, or excu&s;e out of your Apron-&s;trings</L>
<L>Before you are charged or que&s;tion'd? what new faul<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Has pa&s;t of late?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Doe you read any Madam</L>
<L>Upon my face or lookes? I never was in love</L>
<L>Much with my face, nor ever hated it. But if I thought</L>
<L>It had upon't, or in it, any tre&s;pa&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Again&s;t your Lady&s;hip (my heart being cleare)</L>
<L>The&s;e Nayles &s;hould <HI>claw</HI> it out.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Teare.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay be not pa&s;&s;ionate <HI>Phil.</HI> I know you cannot</L>
<L>Forget the care I have had of you; nor &s;hould you</L>
<L>Di&s;tru&s;t me in the promi&s;es I have made you,</L>
<L>Bearing your &s;elfe according to your covenant <HI>Phil,</HI></L>
<L>Of which one Article is to laugh with me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>Go, you are &s;uch a Lady, ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now thou com&s;t to me wench: had&s;t forgot?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;aid you would be &s;erious.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do&s;t not thou know my &s;eriou&s;ne&s;&s;e is to laugh in private,</L>
<L>And that thou art bound to &s;tir that humour in me?</L>
<L>There's but two things more condition'd in thy &s;ervice;</L>
<L>To do what I bid thee, and tell me the truth</L>
<L>In all things that I aske thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>I Madam, you had never known that &s;ame el&s;e&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="121">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Of the clap thou had&s;t i'the Countrey e're I took thee,</L>
<L>But ha&s;t thou faithfully kept thine own e're &s;ince?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes mo&s;t &s;everely Madam on your promi&s;e&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well we will have a husband then to &s;older up the old crack,</L>
<L>I have already made my choyce for you:</L>
<L>Your &s;weete-heart <HI>Cit-wit</HI> makes mo&s;t &s;uite to you,</L>
<L>And has a good E&s;tate, and wit enough</L>
<L>Too for a husband, and a hand&s;ome per&s;on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I finde no fault in all that. But he is</L>
<L>So ba&s;e a coward, that he may be &s;oone</L>
<L>Beaten out of his wit and money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>But if he &s;hould prove valiant!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If he were valiant now I could &s;ay &s;omething,</L>
<L>But to wait for growing to't were &s;uch a lo&s;&s;e of time.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;ay to <HI>Swayn-wit?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's the others extreame. I might feare him but never love him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>What think you of my &s;peciall favorite Mr. <HI>Court|wit?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As of a Courtier Madam, that has ta&s;ted</L>
<L>So much of all waters, that when he has a fountaine of his owne</L>
<L>Hee'l be too jealous of it.</L>
<L>And feard that every man will drink of's cup</L>
<L>When perhaps none dares touch it, were I it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;ay to <HI>Dainty</HI> then the curious Limner?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am bound from lying. Madam hee's the man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well i'le take thy cau&s;e in hand wench: But yet we are not merry. I am inclin'd mo&s;t jovially to mirth me thinks. Pray <HI>Jove</HI> &s;ome good be towards. Laugh or i'le pinch you, till you doe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha, ha, Madam, ha, ha, ha. O the picture drawer! ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, come, the Picture drawer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, I love drawing and painting, as no Lady bet|ter,
<PB REF="121">
who for the mo&s;t part are of their occupation that profe&s;&s;e it. And &s;hall I tell all Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>By all meanes <HI>Phil.</HI>&mdash;now &s;hee's enter'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope I am hand&s;ome enough too. For I have heard that Limners or Picture-drawers, doe covet to have th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> faire&s;t and be&s;t featur'd wives, (or if not wives, Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es) that they can po&s;&s;ibly purchace, to draw naked Pictures by, as of <HI>Diana, Venus, Andromeda, Leda,</HI> or the like, either vertuous or la&s;civious; whom they make to &s;it or &s;tand naked in all the &s;everall po&s;tures, and to lie as many wayes to helpe their art in drawing, who knowes how I may &s;et his fancy a worke? and with mo|de&s;ty enough. We were all naked once, and mu&s;t be &s;o againe. I could &s;it for the naked Shepherde&s;&s;e, with one Leg over the tother Knee, picking the Thorne out of her Foote mo&s;t neatly, to make the Satyre peepe under.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well thou &s;halt have him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;tris <HI>Philomel.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Within.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let in the Boy. Now &s;ir your newes?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>The mad Knights Doctor Madam intreats to &s;peake with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now &s;eekes he may a&s;&s;i&s;tance in his cure.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>And Mr. <HI>Court wit,</HI> and the other Gentlemen are below.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe you and entertaine the Gentlemen, while I con&s;ult with the Doctor, let him enter.</P>
<STAGE>Enter Doctor.</STAGE>
<P>Now Mr. Doctor! you come to aske my coun&s;ell I know for your impatient Patient. But let me tell you fir&s;t, the mo&s;t learned Authors, that I can turne over; as <HI>Dio&s;corides, Avicen, Galen,</HI> and <HI>Hyppocrates</HI> are much di&s;crepant in their opinions concerning the remedies for his di&s;ea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="122">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Therefore I tru&s;t you'l pardon my weakne&s;&s;e, if my opinion jumps not altogether with your judgement.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam, my purpo&s;e was not&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>My purpo&s;e is to advi&s;e you though, that, if his Frenzie proceed from love as you conjecture, that you admini&s;ter of the rootes of <HI>Hellebore,</HI> de&s;till'd together with <HI>Salt peter,</HI> and the flowers of blind Netles, I'le give you the proportions, and the quantity is to take.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;take not me good Madam&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>But if his Malady grow out of ambition, and his over weening hopes of greatne&s;&s;e (as I conjecture) then he may take a top of Cedar, or an Oake-apple is very &s;overaigne with the &s;pirit of Hemp&s;eed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Do.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam, I &s;eeke no coun&s;ell in this ca&s;e, my cun|ning is&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>To let me know, that that part of my hou&s;e which I allow you is too little for you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Do.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's &s;urely mad.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>But you mu&s;t claime po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion of the re&s;t, You are come to warne me out on't; are you not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mi&s;take not &s;o good Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or do you call my attendance on his per&s;on, by way of a Nur&s;e-keeper? I can do little &s;ervice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>For my part Madam I am &s;orry we are made the trouble of your hou&s;e, and rather wi&s;h me out on't then your favour. But if your Lady&s;hip will bee pleas'd to entertaine with patience the little I have to &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Stra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come to it quickly then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t, let me tell you Madam, as 'tis manife&s;t</L>
<L>You were the cau&s;e of his di&s;traction,</L>
<L>Y'are bound in charity to yeild &s;uch meanes</L>
<L>(With &s;afety of your honor and e&s;tate)</L>
<L>As you may render for his re&s;toration</L>
<L>VVhich of all the earthly meanes depends on you</L>
<L><PB REF="122">If I know any thing in my profe&s;&s;ion.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come to the point, you'ld have me vi&s;it him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>True Madam: for a &s;ight of you, &s;hall more</L>
<L>Allure his rea&s;on to him, then all medicine</L>
<L>Can be pre&s;crib'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By your favour &s;ir, you &s;ay</L>
<L>Saving my honor and e&s;tate I am bound,</L>
<L>But may I with the &s;afety of my Life,</L>
<L>And limbes and a whole skin dare venture.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>My life o' that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You might more &s;afely lay</L>
<L>Lives of a hundred Patients.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now hee's calme,</L>
<L>Now &s;hall he &s;ee you, but at mo&s;t &s;ecure</L>
<L>And mode&s;t di&s;tance.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come for once i'le tru&s;t you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Swayn-wit, and Cit-wit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come out into the Garden here; and let them talke within, I &s;ay he &s;hall talke with her; and his belly full, and doe with her too, her belly full, for all thou: an hone&s;t di&s;creet Gentleman, and thou a coward and a cock&s;combe. Be&s;ides he has an art and quality to live upon, and maintaine her Lady-like, when all thy money may be gone. And yet thou prat'&s;t o'thy two thou&s;and pound at u&s;e, when thou and thy money too are but an a&s;&s;e and's load tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, you may &s;peake your plea&s;ure. This is no cau&s;e to fight for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le make thee fight, or promi&s;e to fight with me, or &s;omebody el&s;e before we part, or cut thee into pieces.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Court-wit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>But tell me &s;eriou&s;ly do&s;t thou love my Ladies woman &s;o well as to marry her, and &s;uffer the Picture|drawer now to court her privately, and perhaps to draw and carry her from thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="123">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why he here will have it &s;o you &s;ee, and pull'd mee out.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is to doe a cure upon thee, coward.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Coward! pi&s;h! a common Name to men in buffe and feather. I &s;corne to an&s;wer to't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why do&s;t thou weare a Sword? only to hurt mens feet that kick thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay you are too &s;evere.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray hold your peace. I'le jowle your heads to|gether, and &s;o beat ton with tother el&s;e. Why do&s;t thou were a Sword I &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>To fight when I &s;ee cau&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now he &s;ayes &s;omething, yet, and may be curable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is a cau&s;e to fight for?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am not to tell you that &s;ir, It mu&s;t be found out and given me before I ought to take notice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may &s;afely &s;ay for Religion, King or Countrey.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dar&s;t thou fight for Religion? &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who that has any Religion will fight I &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ay thou ha&s;t none. Speake, ha&s;t thou any?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Truly, in this wavering world I know not how to an&s;wer.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>La you. Hee'l &s;ay he has no King neither, rather then fight.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why if he will not fight for him he is no Subject, and no Subject no King.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thanke you &s;ir, I would ha' &s;aid &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>O thou would&s;t make a &s;peciall Souldier now!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, all are not choyce doggs that run, &s;ome are taken in to make up the cry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>And for thy Countrey, I dare &s;weare thou would&s;t rather run it then fight for't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Run my Countrey I cannot, for I was borne i'the City. I am no clown to run my Countrey.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="123">
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dar&s;t thou tell me of clowns thou cockney chick|en-hearted whelp thou?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare good &s;ir, there are countrey Gentlemen as well as clownes, and for the rank I honour you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah you lie, &s;trike me for that now; or I will beat thee abhominably.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Up to him man: wilt thou &s;uffer all?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would&mdash;but&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>You lie I &s;ay againe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thinke I doe, I thinke I doe, and why &s;hould I maintaine an evill cau&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>The wench thou lov'&s;t and doate&s;t on is a whore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, if &s;he be 'tis not my fault, nor hers: &s;omebody el&s;e made her &s;o then I warrant you. But &s;hould another man tell me &s;o!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>What then?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would &s;ay as much to him as to you. Nor in|deed is any mans report of that a &s;ufficient cau&s;e to pro|voke mee unle&s;&s;e &s;hee her &s;elfe confe&s;&s;'d it, and then it were no cau&s;e at all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's a true City wit now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hould have wit &s;ir, and am acounted a wit within the walls. I am &s;ure my Father was Ma&s;ter of his company, and of the wi&s;e&s;t company too i'the city.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>What company's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Salters &s;ir. For <HI>&s;al &s;apit omnia</HI> you know.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Father was a cuckold tho', and you the Son of a whore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fight now or you'l die infamous, was your Mo|ther a whore?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deny't and dar&s;t, &s;ay, was &s;he not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Comparatively &s;hee might be in re&s;pect of &s;ome holy woman, the Lady <HI>Ram&s;ey,</HI> Mi&s;tris <HI>Katherine Stubbs</HI> and &s;uch, ha, ha. Is that a cau&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>What! not to &s;ay your Mother was a whore?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="124">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>He may &s;ay his plea&s;ure, It hurts her not: &s;hee is dead and gone. Be&s;ides, at the be&s;t &s;hee was but a wo|man, and at the wor&s;t &s;hee might have her frailtie<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> like other women. And is that a cau&s;e for mee to fight for the dead, when wee are forbidden to pray for 'em?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou</SPEAKER>
<P>But were your Mother living now, what would you &s;ay or doe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, I would civilly ask her if &s;he were a whore? If &s;he confe&s;s'd it, then he were in the right, and I ought not to fight again&s;t him: for my cau&s;e were naught. If &s;he deny'd it, then he were in an error, and his cau&s;e were naught, and I would not fight, 'twere better he &s;hould live to repent his errour.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, now if I do not kill thee let me be hang'd for idlene&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draw.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold I am unprepar'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I care not&mdash;unle&s;&s;e thou &s;weare pre&s;ently, and without all equivocation upon this &s;word&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Scabberd and all I pray &s;ir, The cover of the book is allowd in courts to &s;weare upon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir, now you &s;hall &s;weare to challenge the next that wrongs you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>&s;heathes it.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, if the wrong give me &s;ufficient cau&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cau&s;e agen! &s;uppo&s;e that fellow within &s;hould take your wench from you? which very likely he has done already: for I left 'em clo&s;e on a couch together Ki&s;&s;ing and&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gi' me the booke, i'le have her from him, or him from her if he be without her belly, or Kill him if he be within her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis well a cau&s;e may be found at la&s;t tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I like a man, whom neither Lie, Kick, Battoune, &s;candall, Friends, or Parents, the wrongs of Countrey, King or Religion can move, that will, yet, fight for his
<PB REF="124">
wench. Thou wilt be one of the &s;tiffe blades o' the time I &s;ee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>A wench is a moving cau&s;e:</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>&V;n&s;een Above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Helpe, helpe, here helpe&mdash;ha&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why do&s;t not draw and run in upon 'em?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>After you I will &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>A pox upon thee art thou down agen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>No &s;ir, I am drawn you &s;ee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Help, help, a rape, a rape, murder, help!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draw all</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Cou.</HI> Tis time to fly then.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Dainty (his &s;word drawne) and Philomel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I come my <HI>Philomel.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the matter <HI>Phil?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>What cry was that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was it not you that caus'd it &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was it not here?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was it not you that cry'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is there helpe, helpe, helpe?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>O tis my Lady in the Madmans chamber. Is her mirth come to this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where, which way?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here, here the dore's made fa&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exe. omnes Pret. Cit. his &s;word drawn. Doctor looks out above. Flori&s;h his &s;word.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le breake it open.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>Help here, help the Lady; help the Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>We are a comming, you &s;hall have help enough</P>
<P>I warrant, what's the matter? you &s;hall not lack for help&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away <HI>Medu&s;a.</HI> Hence, thou ha&s;t transformd me. Stone, &s;tone, I am all &s;tone. Bring morter and make a bul-wark of me.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Above un&s;een</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>O that's the Mad-man! How madly he talkes!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold me not down.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stones to make a bul-warke quoth a! If he had
<PB REF="125">
but to make a brace of Demy-culvering bullets, they were thumpers I thinke.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold me not down, but reare me up, and make me my own &s;tatue.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Strangelove, Swain-wit, Court-wit, Dainty. Phil.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was ever &s;uch a practice?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>A meere accident of madne&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ay it was a practi&s;e in the Doctor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet he calld out for help.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You had broke up the dore fir&s;t. That was but to colour his trechery.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>A new way, and a very learned one I promi&s;e you; to cure madne&s;&s;e with a plai&s;ter of warme Lady|gutts.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>He would ha' had a mad bout with my Lady it &s;eemes. He would ha' vented his madnes into her. And &s;he could ha' drawn better then the Leaches.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you believe this Madam, tho' &s;ir <HI>Ferdinand</HI> be by his madne&s;&s;e excu&s;able in the attempt, you ought to be reveng'd upon the Doctor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let's cut him into pieces Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le think upon &s;ome way to make him a dread|full example to all the <HI>Pandarean</HI> Doctors i' the Towne. Come in Gentlemen, and helpe mee with your ad|vices.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall want no advi&s;e Madam. No &s;trength, Let's goe &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;natcheth Phil. from Dainty, who took her by the arm.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ph.</SPEAKER>
<P>What mean you Mr. <HI>Cit-wit?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have &s;worne. Therefore I &s;ay no more, but I have &s;worne&punc;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="125">
<HEAD>ACT IV.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Frederick Gabriel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>THou art &s;o hone&s;t, that I am a&s;ham'd</L>
<L>The vice of Anger blinded &s;o my Rea&s;on,</L>
<L>As not to &s;ee through thy tran&s;parent brea&s;t</L>
<L>A true and noble heart; &s;uch as becomes</L>
<L>A Kin&s;man and a friend to her I love;</L>
<L>I can &s;ee now, and read thy integrity,</L>
<L>And, by the light of that th' inhumane fal&s;e-hood</L>
<L>Of that Court-mon&s;ter, that compacted piece</L>
<L>Of Rapine, pride and Lu&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yet this is he</L>
<L>That did a&s;pire to be a glorious Courtier.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Courtier? A meere vaine glorious impo&s;ture;</L>
<L>Pretending favour, having nothing le&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Witne&s;&s;e his want of Merit. Merit only</L>
<L>It is that &s;moothes the brow of Maje&s;ty,</L>
<L>And takes the comfort of tho&s;e precious beauties</L>
<L>Which &s;hine from grace Divine: and hee's a Traytor</L>
<L>(No way to &s;tand a courtier) that to feed</L>
<L>His Lu&s;ts, and Riots, works out of his Subjects</L>
<L>The meanes, by forging grants of the Kings favour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What my ma&s;ter has &s;uffer'd by his forgeries</L>
<L>I know to be the Shipwrack even of all</L>
<L>Except his Daughter, and what his ayme at her</L>
<L>Was I thinke appeares to you; And what &s;he might</L>
<L>Have &s;uffer'd by't we both may gue&s;&s;e: onely we hope</L>
<L>Her vertue would have bin a guard to her beauty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis plaine he never lov'd her vertuou&s;ly</L>
<L><PB REF="126">That is fallen mad for another.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>That madne&s;&s;e is his fate; which renders him into my ma&s;ters hands to re&s;tore all agen. I, note the Ju&s;tice of it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But as his fortune by the others ruine</L>
<L>Shall be advanc'd, I &s;hall be more rejected.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That foule mi&s;tru&s;t much misbecomes a Love</L>
<L>Rejected &s;ir? by whom? <HI>Chari&s;&s;a's</HI> con&s;tant to you,</L>
<L>And time will cleare his frownes: and put you on</L>
<L>Now, the &s;ame confidence you had before;</L>
<L>His wanting fortune rais'd a &s;torme again&s;t you,</L>
<L>Your noble friend Sir <HI>Raphael</HI> has already</L>
<L>By learned rea&s;ons and court-oratory</L>
<L>Prevayl'd for you to vi&s;it her: and now</L>
<L>Y'are come within the verge o'th 'hou&s;e, do you &s;hrinke?</L>
<L>See, a good <HI>Omen,</HI> they i&s;&s;ue forth to meet you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Mendicant, &s;ir Raphael, Chari&s;&s;a.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le heare no more on't &s;ir, and am much &s;orry</L>
<L>That &s;o much Lip-labour is &s;pent already</L>
<L>Upon &s;o vaine a Subject.</L>
<L>Give me leave then</L>
<L>To wonder at your light incon&s;tancy,</L>
<L>Your want of re&s;olution: yea of judgement.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is flown off agen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Did you not give me leave to &s;end for him;</L>
<L>Who, now is come to tender his affection</L>
<L>Unto your Daughter?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Did not you fir&s;t promi&s;e
<STAGE>Ferd&punc; Char. and Gab. a&s;ide</STAGE></L>
<L>To give a&s;&s;urance of fit joincture for her,</L>
<L>Proportionable to her dowry, which</L>
<L>You now are &s;tarted from?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I under&s;tood not</L>
<L>Nor can yet under&s;tand more of her dowry</L>
<L>Then a thou&s;and pound which her Unkle left her,</L>
<L>And an&s;werably to that I will make good her joincture.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="126">
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O you are &s;hort &s;ir,</L>
<L>I meane to make her worth ten thou&s;and more</L>
<L>Out of my e&s;tate in the mad <HI>Ferdinand.</HI></L>
<L>Another ten thou&s;and to redeeme my Land,</L>
<L>Ten thou&s;and more, i'le keep in bank for purchace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A judgement's fallen upon him: Hee's mad too;</L>
<L>Struck lunatique with his o're-weening hopes</L>
<L>Sprung from the others mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And &s;o &s;ir, as you came you may depart:</L>
<L>For 'le&s;&s;e you bring a thou&s;and pound <HI>per annum</HI></L>
<L>T'a&s;&s;ure upon her, &s;hee's no wife for you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O &s;ir, you had better left me in that peace</L>
<L>I lately &s;lept in, without any hope</L>
<L>Of &s;eeing her againe, then by your &s;ummons</L>
<L>To &s;tartle me back from a quiet death</L>
<L>To Kill me thus with Tantalizing tortures.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thank then your learned friend, who fail'd me in</L>
<L>His undertaking for you, and for her</L>
<L>If walls and locks can hold her, &s;he no more</L>
<L>Shall tantalize you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wherein have I fail'd &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, in a&s;&s;uring joincture to her Dowry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir to no po&s;&s;ible dowry you can give her,</L>
<L>But you propound the e&s;tate you have i' th' Moon;</L>
<L>When &s;hall you take po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion, thinke you, of your</L>
<L>Lord&s;hip of Lunacy in the <HI>Cynthian</HI> Orbe?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;hall climbe thither &s;ir without the helpe</L>
<L>Of your Heaven-&s;caling ladder of Philo&s;ophy.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay then &s;ir heare me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>What in private &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Remember, &s;weet, your vow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t con&s;tantly. And let mee conjure you by this.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>And this&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>That you forget not yours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="127">
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Quick, quick! i'le &s;tand before you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And time at length will point us out a meanes</L>
<L>After a &s;hort long-&s;eeming &s;eparation</L>
<L>To meet and reunite our vowes and faiths</L>
<L>With greater &s;trength and fervour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ha! i'le part you.</L>
<L>Was it for that you whi&s;per'd, politick &s;ir?</L>
<L>And could&s;t thou &s;tand their &s;creene? thou treacher ou<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>varlet out of my dores.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>For what offence?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Dar&s;t thou expo&s;tulate?</L>
<L>Thou death de&s;erving Villaine.
<STAGE>Hurts him.</STAGE></L>
<L>And Hu&s;wife get you in: you may depart &s;irs</L>
<L>Has your love blinded you? i'le lead you then.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madne&s;&s;e at heighth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you along!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O &s;ir you are unkinde.</L>
<L>Love then a wilfull father is le&s;&s;e blind.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Friend, has he hurt thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am &s;ure I bleed for't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why how now <HI>Frederick?</HI> de&s;paire not man.</L>
<L>He has vex'd me; and out of my vexation</L>
<L>Shall &s;pring thy comfort. I will labour for thee,</L>
<L>I'le &s;tudy nothing more then to beguile</L>
<L>This watchfull fury; this <HI>Hisperian</HI> Dragon.</L>
<L>Say to thy &s;elfe and boldly &s;hee's thine owne,</L>
<L>And for thy meanes, (<HI>Ba&s;ta</HI>) let me alone.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are my noble Patron.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Turn'd away:</L>
<L>As I was his &s;ervingman, I am rewarded;</L>
<L>Tis common with us creatures to &s;erv'd &s;o:</L>
<L>But, as I am no more his &s;ervant, I</L>
<L>Am free to vindicate my <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">el<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e out of</L>
<L>The wrong done to my blood (which is the &s;ame</L>
<L>With his,) by him rejected and de&s;pis'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="127">Enter Cit-wit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir <HI>Andrew Mendicant</HI> at home?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not to be &s;poken with at this time &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray let him know that the Lady <HI>Strangelove</HI></L>
<L>Requires him &s;odainly to remove his Madman</L>
<L>Out of her hou&s;e; or &s;hee mu&s;t take a cour&s;e</L>
<L>Much to his di&s;advantage.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>In good time &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is a &s;urly fellow, and tho' I have &s;worn</L>
<L>The humor of fighting is &s;carce warme in me yet,</L>
<L>And &s;he advi&s;es him to find a better Doctor for him,</L>
<L>For this has taken a wrong cour&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Say you &s;o &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le tell't you as a &s;ecret. The Phy&s;itian thought to have cur'd his patient, (who has bin a notable Game|&s;ter at <HI>In</HI> and <HI>In</HI>) between my Ladies legs. If I and two or three more (but chiefly my &s;elfe indeed) had not re&s;cued her, the Doctor had held the Lady-cow to the Mad-bull.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>May I believe this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>He thinks I lie now. And &s;hould he gi' me the lie, the vertue of my Oath were que&s;tionable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is this upon your knowledge &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>True upon my life. So farewell hone&s;t friend.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>This may prove &s;port and bu&s;ine&s;&s;e too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>We will do &s;omething &s;odainly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What if you take me into that &s;omething too?</L>
<L>I gue&s;&s;e it is &s;ome &s;tratagem to beguile</L>
<L>The cautious father of his injur'd daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>This fellow will betray us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will venter</L>
<L>All that I have, my fortune in <HI>Chari&s;&s;a</HI></L>
<L>On his fidelity, &s;ir his thoughts are mine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Cupid</HI> and <HI>Mercury</HI> favour our de&s;igne.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Om.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="128">
<HEAD>ACT IV. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Court-wit, and Doctor.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>YOur judgement (by your favour) Mr. Doctor</L>
<L>Much faild you in that ca&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your rea&s;on yet may plead</L>
<L>Mine innocence, that drew her but to vi&s;it him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But that drew on his fury; and though rea&s;on</L>
<L>May argue much for you, &s;hee can heare none,</L>
<L>Nor any under&s;tand: The &s;wift affrightment</L>
<L>Upon her &s;trength of pa&s;&s;ion, &s;truck &s;o deepe</L>
<L>A &s;en&s;e into her, that is has depriv'd her</L>
<L>Of all her proper &s;en&s;es. She is even mad &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not pa&s;t my cure; and by a pre&s;ent meanes</L>
<L>Pray, win her hither to &s;ee a madder object</L>
<L>Then is her &s;elfe, and &s;ee how that will worke.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le gladly ad my paines unto your skill.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come forth into the aire. Conduct him gently.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Frederick with the &s;ervants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Into the aire! Set me upon Mount <HI>Lathmos,</HI></L>
<L>Where I may &s;ee, and contemplate the beauty</L>
<L>Of my ador'd <HI>Diana;</HI> or carry me</L>
<L>Up to <HI>Hym<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ttus</HI> top, <HI>Cytheron, Othris</HI> or <HI>Pindus</HI></L>
<L>Where &s;hee affects to walke and take the ayre;</L>
<L>Or tarry, &s;tay, perhaps &s;hee hunts to day</L>
<L>I' th' woods of <HI>Merathon,</HI> or <HI>Erymanthus.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's a long journey &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Y'are a long bearded foole.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I thought I had been a Phi&s;itian. But &s;ir</L>
<L>You &s;hall not need t' expo&s;e your &s;elfe to travell,</L>
<L>Your Godde&s;&s;e will de&s;cend into this Garden,</L>
<L>Pa&s;&s;e but time here a while and &s;hee'l come to you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>We will have joviall pa&s;time. Shall we run</L>
<L>At ba&s;e, or leape frog, or dance naked</L>
<L>To entertaine her, or what do you thinke</L>
<L>Of downe-right drinke and &s;inging?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="128">
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's be&s;t of all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let's have a mad catch then.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Court-Swaine-Strangelove.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here Madam may you &s;ee the Madmans Revels.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>And after that the Doctors Tragicomedy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are not your wind pipes tun'd yet? Sing</P>
<STAGE>A Catch.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>So now a Dance, I am all ayre&mdash;Ahaigh&mdash;Ahaigh</L>
<L>I thanke thee <HI>Mercury</HI> that ha&s;t lent thy wings</L>
<L>Unto my feete. Play me my Countrey Dance,</L>
<L>Stand all you by. The&s;e La&s;&s;es and the&s;e Swaines</L>
<L>Are for my Company.</L>
</LG>
<P>He Dances a conceited Countrey Dance, fir&s;t doing his honours, then as leading forth his La&s;&s;e. He danceth both man and womans actions, as if the Dance con&s;i&s;ted of two or three coupl<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">s, at la&s;t as offring to Ki&s;&s;e his La&s;&s;e, hee fancies that they are all vani&s;h'd, and e&s;pies <HI>Strangelove.</HI></P>
<LG>
<L>How now! all vani&s;h'd, ha!</L>
<L>It is no mervaile that the le&s;&s;er lights</L>
<L>Become ob&s;cur'd when <HI>Cynthia</HI> appeares,</L>
<L>Let me with Adoration fall before</L>
<L>Thy Deity great Godde&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Keepe him from me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You mu&s;t approach no nearer &s;ir. The Godde&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Is not &s;o confident in her Divinity</L>
<L>As to tru&s;t you in reach of her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Keepe back &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What <HI>Hydras, Gorgons,</HI> and <HI>Chymaeras</HI> are you;</L>
<L><HI>Centaures</HI> and <HI>Harpies</HI> that dare interpo&s;e</L>
<L>Between my hopes, and my felicity!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doctor, away with him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Carry him to his Chamber,</L>
<L>And hold him down. His raging fit is on him</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Was Night made to &s;urpri&s;e men at Noon-day?</L>
<L><PB REF="129">Or &s;hall the charmes of <HI>Heccate</HI> take force</L>
<L>To dimne <HI>Apolle's</HI> brightne&s;&s;e? So't mu&s;t be,</L>
<L>When Gods them&s;elves give way to De&s;tine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exiunt with Ferd. Swa. pulls back the Doctor.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They are enough to hold, and binde him too.</L>
<L>Come you afore the Lady.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's her plea&s;ure?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis to do Ju&s;tice upon thee O Doctor</L>
<L>Stirre, or cry out, or give the lea&s;t re&s;i&s;tance,</L>
<L>And I will cut thy head off before judgement.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>What outrage doe you intend?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Outrage! Can you thinke of an outrage above the horror you offerd to this Lady, To violate her cha|&s;tity? her honor?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>You cannot &s;ay &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis &s;aid, and you are guilty. Proceed to judge|ment Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I fir&s;t would heare your cen&s;ures.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Cit-wit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>And mine among the re&s;t good Madam. I have taken care that a new Doctor &s;hall be brought. Therefore in the fir&s;t place my cen&s;ure is, that this be pre&s;ently hang'd out o' the way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's too high &s;traind. What thinke you Ma|dam, if to rectify his judgement, wee pick'd all the errours of his braine; Fir&s;t, opening the <HI>Pericranion,</HI> then take out the <HI>cerebrum;</HI> wa&s;h it in <HI>Albo vino,</HI> till it be throughy clens'd; and then&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox o' your <HI>Albo vino,</HI> and his <HI>cerebrum</HI> taking out, that were a way to kill him. Wee mu&s;t not be guily of the death of a Dogleach, but have him purg'd a &s;afer way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>How? Proceed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>We will fill his belly full of Whey, or Butter|milke, put him naked <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">to a Hogs-head, then put into
<PB REF="129">
the &s;ame an hundred broken Urinalls, then clo&s;e up the Ve&s;&s;ell and roll your Garden with it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>I tru&s;t they cannot meane any &s;uch mi&s;chiefe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hearke yee Gentlemen. Do you heare?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A Guel|ders horne.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Madam, tis a Sowgelder.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fetch in that Mini&s;ter of Ju&s;tice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who Madam? the Sowgelder?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'l make a Doctor guelder of him tho', and my Lady be &s;o minded.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>That will be &s;port indeed.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>But will you &s;ee the execution Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why not as well as other women have</L>
<L>Seene the di&s;&s;ections of Anotamies,</L>
<L>And executed men rip'd up and quarter'd?</L>
<L>This &s;pectacle will be comicall to tho&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>They dare not doe the thing they would have me feare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now Doctor you look heavily methinks,</L>
<L>You &s;hall be lighter by two &s;tone pre&s;ently.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will not murder me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Stirre not; nor make lea&s;t noy&s;e</L>
<L>As you hope ever to be heard agen.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would I could pray now to any purpo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Cit-wit, Guelder.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have brought him. The rare&s;t fellow Madam,</L>
<L>And doe you thanke your fortune in him Doctor,</L>
<L>For he can &s;ing a charme (he &s;ayes) &s;hall make</L>
<L>You feele no paine in your libbing or after it:</L>
<L>No Tooth-drawer, or Corne-cutter did ever worke</L>
<L>With &s;o little feeling to a Patient.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sing then, he &s;hall not &s;uffer without a Song.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Song.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>What mu&s;t he be &s;tript now; or will letting down his breeches be enough?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="130">
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You dare not u&s;e this violence upon me</L>
<L>More rude then rage of Prentices.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doctor it is decreed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>You cannot an&s;wer it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Better by Law then you can the intent
<STAGE>Guelder whets his knife and all in preparati|on, Linnen, Ba&s;on, &amp;c.</STAGE></L>
<L>Of Rape upon the Lady.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>That was not to have beene my act, nor was it done.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>When this is done wee'l talke w' ye, come lay him cro&s;&s;e this Table. Hold each of you a Leg of him, and hold you your peace Dodipoll. And for his armes let me alone, do you work Guelder.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, I have a &s;ecret to deliver to my Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall be deliver'd of your &s;ecrets pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If I tell her not that &s;hall give her pardon</L>
<L>Then let me &s;uffer. Heare me &s;weet Madam.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare him, let him down.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet &s;ay&s;t? Thou art not i'le be &s;worne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ir your weighty &s;ecret now to &s;ave your trifles.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>In private I be&s;eech you Madam: for I dare but whi&s;per't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall allow me &s;o much warine&s;&s;e as to have one at lea&s;t to be my Guard, and witne&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Gentleman then Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>We are &s;hut out of councell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>No matter. I li&s;t not be no nearer him: no more wou'd my cozen had he my no&s;e. But where's Mr. <HI>Dainty</HI> and your finicall Mi&s;tris <HI>Phil</HI> all this while tho'?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>No matter, but I ha' &s;worn you know. Therefore I &s;ay no more, but I have &s;worn.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat a &s;trange tale is this! I can't believe it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe, and did before &s;u&s;pect it: and fram'd this counterfet plot upon you, Doctor, to worke out the
<PB REF="130">
di&s;covery: would I ha' &s;eene you guelt dee think? That would have renderd mee more bruti&s;h then the women Barbers. Looke &s;ir this is no Guelder, but one of my hou&s;e Mu&s;ick. (Goe, your part is done&mdash;</P>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<P>And for th' affright you gave me, Doctor, I am even w' ye.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Devill fright him next for a &s;purging, skitter|brooke. 'Twere good you would call to burne &s;ome perfumes Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>But for the &s;ecret you have told me i'le keepe it &s;ecret yet, I will keepe you &s;o too; and from your Patient.</P>
<STAGE>Enter Boy.</STAGE>
<P>There's a new Docter come already Madam to the madman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>From &s;ir <HI>Andrew Mendicant?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>His &s;ervant brought him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray what Doctor is it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ingage your &s;elfe with no de&s;ire to know,</L>
<L>But, for the good you finde, fit thanks to owe;</L>
<L>So come with me, and come you Gentlemen.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Omnes</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT IV. SCENE III.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Frederick in a Doctors habit, Gabriel with two &s;words under his cloake, Ferdinand upon a Bed bound, and held down by &s;ervants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>HEape yet more Mountaines, Mountaines upon</L>
<L>Mountaines, <HI>Pindus</HI> on <HI>O&s;&s;a, Atlas</HI> on <HI>Olympus,</HI></L>
<L>I'le carry that which carries Heaven, do you</L>
<L>But lay't upon me!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Forbeare you'l &s;tifle him,</L>
<L>Take off the needle&s;&s;e weight of your rude bodies;</L>
<L>Unbind him and &s;tand off, to give him ayre.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir though you are a Phi&s;itian, I am no foole.
<PB REF="131">
Take heede what you doe. Hee's more then &s;ix of us hold when his hot fit's upon him. He would now teare you to pieces &s;hould you let him loo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>The danger then be mine. Let him &s;it up. Is not he civill now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, for how long? do you note that <HI>Hercules</HI> eye there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>I charge you quit the roome.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis but to come agen when we are call'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be not within the hearing of a call,</L>
<L>Or if you chance to heare me, though I cry</L>
<L>Murder, I charge you come not at me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis but a Doctor out o' the way; and that's no lo&s;&s;e while there are &s;o many, the be&s;t cannot live by the wor&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Keep the dore fa&s;t. You are much mi&s;t abroad &s;ir,</L>
<L>And chiefly by the Ladies, who now want</L>
<L>The Court-&s;hips, Banquets, and the co&s;tly pre&s;ents</L>
<L>In which you wonted to abound to 'em.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay, nay, &s;it &s;till &s;ir. They &s;ay y'are mad;</L>
<L>Mad with conceit of being a favorite</L>
<L>Before your time, that is, before you had merit</L>
<L>More then a tumour of vaine-glory in you,</L>
<L>And in e&s;peciall care for your recovery</L>
<L>I am &s;ent to admini&s;ter unto you: but fir&s;t</L>
<L>To let you blood.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dagger.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ho! Murder, Murder, Murder.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Are you &s;o &s;en&s;ible already? do not &s;tirre</L>
<L>Nor cry too loud. Dos the meere apprehen&s;ion</L>
<L>Of blood-letting affright your madne&s;&s;e? Then</L>
<L>Rea&s;on may come agen.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Battaile of <HI>Mu&s;teborough</HI> Field was a brave one.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>O do you fly out agen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="131">
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sings part of the old Song, and acts it madly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is pretty: but back from the purpo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;ings agen.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you come to the point &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ferdinand &s;ings agen.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>We but lo&s;e time in this &s;ir: Though it be good te&s;timony of your memory in an old Song. But do you know me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not know my Soveraigne Lord? Curs'd be tho&s;e</L>
<L>Knees, and hearts that fall not pro&s;trate at his Feete.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This wild &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion no way mittigates</L>
<L>My wrongs, or alters re&s;olution in me</L>
<L>To Cure or Kill you quickly. Do you know me now &s;ir?</L>
<L>Or have you known <HI>Chari&s;&s;a?</HI> do you &s;tart &s;ir?
<STAGE>Off his beard &amp; gown.</STAGE></L>
<L>There's &s;igne of rea&s;on in you then: But bee't</L>
<L>By rea&s;on or by chance, that you awake</L>
<L>Out of your frantick &s;lumber, to perceive me,</L>
<L>My cau&s;e and my Revenge is &s;till the &s;ame,</L>
<L>Which I will pro&s;ecute according to</L>
<L>My certaine wrong, and not your doubtfull rea&s;on,</L>
<L>Since rea&s;onle&s;&s;e you layd tho&s;e wrongs upon me</L>
<L>When you were counted wi&s;e, great, valiant, and what not</L>
<L>That cryes a Courtier up, and gives him power</L>
<L>To trample on his betters.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who talkes this mortall to? I am a &s;pirit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure I &s;hall finde you fle&s;h, and penetrable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I would but live to &s;ubdue the <HI>Pi&s;idians,</HI></L>
<L>And &s;o to bring the <HI>Lydians</HI> under tribute&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You would but live t'abu&s;e more credulous fathers</L>
<L>With courtly promi&s;es, and golden hopes</L>
<L>For your own lu&s;tfull ends upon their Daughters.</L>
<L>Thinke (if you can thinke now) upon <HI>Chari&s;&s;a.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Chari&s;&s;a</HI> who was mine, in faith and honour</L>
<L>Till you ignobly (which is damnably)</L>
<L>By a fal&s;e promi&s;e with intent to whore her</L>
<L><PB REF="132">Diverted her weake Father from the Match</L>
<L>To my eternall lo&s;&s;e. Now whether you</L>
<L>Have wit or no wit to deny't, or &s;tand to't,</L>
<L>Or whether you have one, or ten mens &s;trength,</L>
<L>Or all, or none at all i'le fight or Kill you</L>
<L>Yet like a Gentleman, i'le call upon you
<STAGE>Throw away his dags.</STAGE></L>
<L>Give me the Swords. They are of equall length</L>
<L>Take you free choyce.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pi&s;h.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Run back.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>I ca&s;t that to you then. Hand it, or die a Madman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, ho, ho, ho.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>All this &s;ir to a Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have a cau&s;e to be more mad then he,</L>
<L>And in that cau&s;e i'le fight.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>He knowes not what you tell him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I tell't the Devill in him then to divulge it</L>
<L>When I have di&s;po&s;&s;e&s;t him. I have further</L>
<L>Rea&s;on to kill him yet, to cro&s;&s;e your Ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>VVho has beg'd his E&s;tate. Now fight or die a Mad|man.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hold <HI>Frederick</HI> hold. Thou ha&s;t indeed awak'd</L>
<L>Me to &s;ee thee and my &s;elfe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's not &s;o mad to fight yet I &s;ee that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'm glad you are your &s;elfe &s;ir, I &s;hall fight</L>
<L>Now upon honorable tearmes, and could</L>
<L>Suppo&s;e before your madne&s;&s;e counterfeit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet hold. Has <HI>Mendicant</HI> beg'd me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>During your madne&s;&s;e. VVhat &s;hould hinder him?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Put up thy Sword.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Upon no tearmes, and you alive.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not to obtaine <HI>Chari&s;&s;a?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>As you Gue&s;t &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It &s;hall be by meanes if gold can win</L>
<L><PB REF="132">Her Fathers grant.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's mo&s;t unque&s;tionable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not that I dare not fight, doe I urge this,</L>
<L>But that the other is your &s;afer way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your gold's too light. I will accept of nothing</L>
<L>From you while you dare tell me you dare fight,</L>
<L>Perhaps you doubt of ods, goe forth. Nay I</L>
<L>VVill lock him out.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may: For I dare tru&s;t you while I go call the Lady.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now are you pleas'd, or dare you now to fight &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd</SPEAKER>
<P>I neither will nor dare fight in this cau&s;e:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is a daring Courtier!</L>
<L>How dur&s;t you wind your &s;elfe in &s;o much danger?</L>
<L>And why take madne&s;&s;e in you, to be bound,</L>
<L>And grapled with &s;o rudely?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Keepe my councell,</L>
<L>And take <HI>Chari&s;&s;a.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis a faire condition.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fir&s;t for the wrong I did thee, noble youth</L>
<L>In my de&s;igne again&s;t <HI>Chari&s;&s;a's</HI> honour,</L>
<L>It is confe&s;s'd, repented; and her &s;elfe</L>
<L>For &s;atisfaction to be given to thee,</L>
<L>I'le fall upon thy Sword el&s;e, or be po&s;ted,</L>
<L>And Ballated with all di&s;grace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVell yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And for my &s;hew of madne&s;&s;e; 'twas put on</L>
<L>For my revenge on this impetuous Lady</L>
<L>To coole the&s;e flames (as much of anger as</L>
<L>D<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ire) with her di&s;daine, and tempting malice</L>
<L>Had rais'd within mee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>You would have ravi&s;h'd her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I rather thought, &s;he like a cunning Lady</L>
<L>VVould have con&s;ented to a Madman, who</L>
<L>She might pre&s;ume could not impeach her honor</L>
<L><PB REF="133">By lea&s;t detection: Monkeyes, Fooles, and Madmen,</L>
<L>That cannot blab, or mu&s;t not be believ'd</L>
<L>Receave &s;trange favours.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And on that pre&s;umption</L>
<L>You fain'd your madne&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>True.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But rather then to faile,</L>
<L>With your bawd Doctors helpe you would ha' forc'd her:</L>
<L>And that's the councell you would have me keep</L>
<L>On your a&s;&s;urance of <HI>Chari&s;&s;a</HI> to me&punc;</L>
<L>That your proceeding in your madne&s;&s;e here,</L>
<L>May yet finde meanes and opportunity</L>
<L>To exerci&s;e your violence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Suppo&s;e &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou art not worth my Killing now.</L>
<L>Ju&s;tice will marke thee for the Hangmans Office:</L>
<L>Nor, were <HI>Chari&s;&s;a</HI> in thy gift, were &s;hee,</L>
<L>In that, worth mine or any good acceptance,</L>
<L>And for your councell, had within there Madam.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Frederick</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Lady of the hou&s;e! where are you?</L>
<L>VVill you be pleas'd to heare a &s;ecret Madam?</L>
<L>Strangely di&s;cover'd?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Strangelove, Gabriel; Doctor.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I doe not &s;light your act in the di&s;covery,</L>
<L>But your impo&s;ture &s;ir, and bea&s;tly practi&s;e</L>
<L>VVas before whi&s;per'd to me by your Doctor</L>
<L>To &s;ave his <HI>Epididamies.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doct.</SPEAKER>
<P>O your pardon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am di&s;grac'd, undone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis in my power</L>
<L>To make you the perpetuall &s;hame of Court;</L>
<L>And will a&s;&s;uredly doe't, if you comply not</L>
<L>VVith me to make this injur'd Gentlemans fortune</L>
<L>In his belov'd <HI>Chari&s;&s;a.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="133">
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madam mo&s;t readily, I have offer'd it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have foreca&s;t the way and meanes already:</L>
<L>Which we mu&s;t pro&s;ecute with art and &s;peed.</L>
<L>Good ends oft times doe bad intents &s;ucceede.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le be directed by you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Noble&s;t Lady.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT V.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>SCENE I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Swayn-wit, Court-wit, Cit-wit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>COme Sir, mu&s;t I take you in hand agen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Lady will convery her Madman to &s;ir <HI>Andrew Mendicants</HI> it &s;eemes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tell mee that I know not; and an&s;wer my que&s;tions.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee and the Doctor, and the tother Doctor's gone with him too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Leave you by flim flams, and &s;peake to the pur|po&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>You know I ha' &s;worne. Doe you not know I ha' &s;worne?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>To live and die a beaten A&s;&s;e; a coward ha&s;t thou not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prethee forbeare him: Hee's not worth thy anger.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Anger! Is every Schoole-ma&s;ter angry that gives Di&s;cipline with correction?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would he were at <HI>Pen&s;ans</HI> agen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did&s;t not thou tell my Lady that I was a coward in my own Countrey, and Kick'd out of Cornewall?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="134">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Comparatively I thinke I did in re&s;pect of <HI>Corine|es,</HI> that wra&s;tled and threw <HI>Giant</HI> after <HI>Giant</HI> over the cliffs into the Sea.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox o' your comparative lies; And did&s;t not thou &s;ay that he here was pepper'd &s;o full o' the what|&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"> callums, that his &s;pittle would poy&s;on a Dog or a Rat?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>That was comparatively too in re&s;pect of a pure Virgin; a chri&s;ome child or &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>He never &s;hall move me, I forgive him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Meerly comparatively I &s;peake it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forgi' mee for &s;wearing i'le make thee &s;peak<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> po&s;itively, or beat thee &s;uperlatively before I ha' done with thee.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Boy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gentlemen, my Lady&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold a little. Did&s;t thou not &s;ay this child here was a Pickpocket? and that he pickt thine of thy money, and thy watch, when he was &s;inging betweene thy Leggs to day?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who I a Pick-pocket?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Flies at him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare good Lady it was comparatively.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>A pick pocket?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forbeare and hear him <HI>Hercules.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lend me a &s;word i'le kill him, and heare him af|terwards.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay I mu&s;t hold you then. How was hee comparatively your Pick-pocket?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>That is as much as any man I know; That is I accu&s;e nobody; that is all are as innocent as the child, and hee as the innocent unborne. And let that &s;atisfy you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>Live. I am &s;atisfied. Now Gentlemen my Lady prayes you to follow her to &s;ir <HI>Andrew Mendi|cants.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="134">
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, 'Tis about our Revells.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Suffer a child to beat thee!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>His cau&s;e was bad you know.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Incorrigible coward! Say now; art not thou thy &s;elfe a pick-pocket, and a cut-pur&s;e? &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Comparatively it may be &s;aid, I am to a Church|warden, a Collector for the poore or &s;uch.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>The conclu&s;ion is, that if ever I heare thou men|tion&s;t my name agen in any &s;en&s;e what&s;oever, i'le beat thee out of rea&s;on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>In my good wi&s;hes, and prayers I may: Heaven forbid el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not in your prayers &s;ir, &s;hall you mention me, you were better never pray.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heaven forbid I &s;hould then!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>And make thine Oath good on that flie fellow that has taine away thy wench, or&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>He has not tane her yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>You ha' not &s;eene her or him the&s;e two houres; has not my Lady call'd too, and &s;hee not to be found?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>True, true: and if I be not reveng'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do't then now, while thou art hot. Shee comes, here take, and keepe her while thou art hot and ha&s;t her.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Philomel and Dainty.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is &s;he at your di&s;po&s;e &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Court takes a&s;ide with Dainty.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Lady gave you me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or am in her gift?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are in my po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion, nor &s;hall <HI>Lucifer</HI> di&s;|po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e me of her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>So valiant on a &s;odaine!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Have I not cau&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>You'l have me with all faults?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and a match forever.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="135">
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>How meanes &s;hee by all faults?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>A word &s;hee alwayes u&s;es in waggery.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>By all meanes take her from him. What! affraid of a coward?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>You mu&s;t do't or take the &s;hare, hee &s;hould ha' had a down-right beating. Forgi' me for &s;wearing, hee's a veryer coward then tother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee will &s;erve the betrer to fle&s;h him. And do but note his tiranicall rage that is the vanqui&s;her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir &s;hee is mine by promi&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's mine by act and deed &s;ir according to the fle&s;h, let her deny't and &s;he can.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>That &s;hall be try'd by Law.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>By Law of armes and hands it &s;hall, take that, and let her goe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Beare witne&s;&s;e Gentlemen he &s;truck me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>O pittifull Picture-drawer!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you not draw? I will then.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draw.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>What would you have &s;ir? If &s;hee be yours take her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's not enough, I will make thee fight, what blindne&s;&s;e have I liv'd in! I would not but be valiant to be <HI>Ce&s;ar.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>O brave <HI>Cit,</HI> O brave <HI>Cit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why do&s;t not draw thou fellow thou?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's his he &s;ayes; and &s;he denies it not, &s;hall I fight again&s;t him for his own?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le make thee fight, or cut thee into pieces.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>He turnes your words over to him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhy do&s;t thou weare a &s;word? onely to hurt mens feet that Kick thee?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Kick.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you ob&s;erve? Nay thou art too &s;evere.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray hold your peace, i'le jowle your heads together and &s;o beat <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">on with tother el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="135">
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forgi' me for &s;wearing. Hee'l beat's all anon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhy do&s;t thou weare a Sword I &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Some other time &s;ir, and in fitter place.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah you lie, &s;trike me for that, or I will beat thee abominably.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ee this Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>And I &s;ee't too, was ever poor wench &s;o couzend in a man?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>The wench thou lov'&s;t and doat'&s;t on is a whore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>How's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, no, That was not right, your father was a cuckold tho', and you the &s;onne of a whore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good, I &s;hall love this fellow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I can take all this upon account.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>You count all this is true then. Incorrigible cow|ard! what was the la&s;t vile name you call'd mee Mr. <HI>Swain-wit?</HI> O I remember, &s;irrah thou art a Pick|pocket and a Cut-pur&s;e; And gi' me my money agen, and him his or I will cut thy throat.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am di&s;cover'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doe you an&s;wer nothing, doe you de<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">urr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> upon't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold &s;ir I pray; Gentlemen &s;o you will grant me pardon, and forbeare the Law i'le an&s;wer you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou. Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Agreed, agreed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is confe&s;s'd: I am a Cut-pur&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Comparatively or po&s;itively doe you &s;peake?</L>
<L>Speake po&s;itively, or I will beat thee &s;uperlatively.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Forgi' me for &s;wearing a brave Boy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here is your VVatch, and Money; And here is yours. Now as you are Gentlemen u&s;e no extremity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Beyond all expectation!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>All thought.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Miraculous! O the effects of valour!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was ever woman &s;o mi&s;taken o' both &s;ides?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="136">
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>But do&s;t thou thinke thou art valiant for all this tho'?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>You were be&s;t try; or you, or both, or come all three.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;weare thou &s;halt have it to keepe up while thou art up.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is this your picture-drawing? are you the Kings Picture-drawer? A neat denomination for a Cut-pur&s;e, that drawes the Kings Pictures out of men Pockets.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come &s;ir, come in with us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray u&s;e me Kindly Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, wee will u&s;e you in your kind &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Takes Phil by the hand. Exeunt Omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT V. SCENE II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Mendicant, a Letter in his hand.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>THis is the day of my felicity,</L>
<L>And is the &s;ame with that the Poet Sings</L>
<L>Is better then an Age. Come forth <HI>Chari&s;&s;a,</HI>
<STAGE>Enter Chari&s;&s;a.</STAGE></L>
<L>Now you appeare my comfort; and I can</L>
<L>No le&s;&s;e then thanke thy &s;weet obedience</L>
<L>That ha&s;t comply'd with my directions,</L>
<L>Bride-like and glorious to meet a fortune,</L>
<L>So great as &s;hall beget the pre&s;ent envy</L>
<L>Of all the Virgin Ladies of the Court,</L>
<L>And a po&s;terity, that through all ages,</L>
<L>Shall prai&s;e and magnify thy act.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your acceptation of my duty &s;ir</L>
<L>Is all that I can glory in.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How are we bound unto this noble Lady&punc;</L>
<L><PB REF="136">That &s;ent us our in&s;tructions.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure I am. If this be a true Coppy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let <HI>Mu&s;ick</HI> in her &s;oft but &s;weete&s;t notes</L>
<L>U&s;her their welcome, whil&s;t unto my thoughts
<STAGE>Mu&s;ick</STAGE></L>
<L>The lowde&s;t harmony re&s;ounds my triumph.
<STAGE>Enter Doctor, and Fred. in Doctors habit, Strange, Prie&s;t, Ferd. in the chair as before borne by &s;ervants, Fab. as one of the &s;ervants.</STAGE></L>
<L>Madam mo&s;t welcome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In fewe&s;t and the &s;ofte&s;t words &s;ir <HI>Andrew.</HI></L>
<L>(He &s;leepes) and let him gently be convey'd</L>
<L>Onely with tho&s;e about him to his Chamber.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Chari&s;&s;a,</HI> go: be you his conduct, &s;oftly, &s;oftly.</L>
<L>I &s;ee y'ave brought a Prie&s;t Madam.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ext. Om. Pret. Mend. &amp; Strang.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By all be&s;t rea&s;on,</L>
<L>For when we found he us'd <HI>Chari&s;&s;a's</HI> Name,</L>
<L>When he was calme and gentle, calling &s;till</L>
<L><HI>Chari&s;&s;a!</HI> where's <HI>Chari&s;&s;a?</HI> a good &s;pace</L>
<L>Before he &s;lept, and being then demanded</L>
<L>What would he with <HI>Chari&s;&s;a?</HI> He mo&s;t readily</L>
<L>Reply'd, Fetch me <HI>Chari&s;&s;a</HI> and a Prie&s;t.</L>
<L>The Doctors in their judgements (unto which</L>
<L>My full opinion a&s;&s;ented) might</L>
<L>Fore&s;ee, that in removing him, where &s;he</L>
<L>Might be his immediat object, when he wakes,</L>
<L>That fre&s;her flames to in&s;tant marriage</L>
<L>Would then ari&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Incomparably judicious Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yet not without your leave would I attempt it:</L>
<L>Without your leave, knowing your watchfull care</L>
<L>Over your Daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And that care of mine</L>
<L>Was (Madam) by your favour</L>
<L>Principall motive to this great effect.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="137">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take all unto your &s;elfe, I am content.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'd faine &s;teale in and watch th' event of things.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But have you heard &s;ir <HI>Andrew</HI> the mi&s;chance</L>
<L>Of the unfortunate Lover, di&s;tracted <HI>Frederick?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! what of him?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>H'has made him&s;elfe away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I&s;t po&s;&s;ible?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>(Hee has by this time, or the Prie&s;t is tongue|ty'd&punc;)</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>He has left no e&s;tate worth begging, that's the wor&s;t of'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</P>
<P>My joyes come flowing no me&mdash;yet I would &s;ee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And heare me good Sir <HI>Andrew,</HI> for the Love</L>
<L>I bring to ad unto your joyes: for I</L>
<L>Fore&s;eeing the event of this nights happine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Have warn'd &s;ome friends to follow me with Revells</L>
<L>To celebrate the Marriage of your fortunes.</L>
<L>See they are come. Pray entertaine 'em &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Court. Swayn. Cit-wit, Dainty, Phil. Boy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Gallants that were to day &s;o merry with mee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>The &s;ame: but very harmele&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>All but one &s;ir. Did you not lo&s;e your pur&s;e to day?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the meaning?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Sw.</HI> Wee'l tell you Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>My pur&s;e? (I mi&s;t it at my Lady <HI>Strangeloves.</HI>)</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Picture-drawer drew it, and has drawne more of the Kings-pictures then all the Limners in the Towne. Re&s;tore it &s;irrah.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will not take it, 'twas my nelect that lo&s;t it, not he that &s;tole it. This is my day of fortune; it comes home to me; more then I dare receive. O my joyes, let me be able to containe you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="137">
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha' you another pur&s;e to lo&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have a pur&s;e; which if I lo&s;e, i'le blame my &s;elfe, none el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let him but come &s;o neare you as to aske forgive|ne&s;&s;e for the la&s;t, and if he doe not take the next, though it be &s;ix fadome deepe i' your pocket i'le hang for him when his time comes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le watch his fingers for that.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Sit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ob&s;erve good Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir at your feet I beg your pardon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>It needs not, prithee ri&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Never, till you pronounce that happy word</L>
<L>I pardon thee: or let me have &s;ome token</L>
<L>Of &s;weet a&s;&s;urance that I am forgiven</L>
<L>Which I be&s;eech you&mdash;I be&s;eech you grant.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>In &s;ooth thou ha&s;t it. Heaven pardon thee as I doe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have it &s;ir indeed, and as your gift i'le keepe it, promi&s;ing before all the&s;e witne&s;&s;es, i'le never venter for another.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fore me an expert fellow; Pitty he &s;hould be hang'd before we have more of his breed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did not I tell you &s;ir? And the&s;e are but his &s;hort armes; i'le undertake, when he makes a long arme, he &s;hall take a pur&s;e twelve skore off.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doe not like Thieves hand&s;ell though, This may pre&s;age &s;ome greater lo&s;&s;e at hand.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Gentlemen you know your taske, be expediti|ous in't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have ca&s;t the de&s;igne for't already Madam. My inventions are all flame and &s;pirit. But you can expect no great matter to be done <HI>extempore</HI> or in &s;ix minutes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>What matter i&s;t &s;o wee skip up and downe? our friend <HI>Jack Dainty</HI> here, Mr. Cut-pur&s;e dances daintily tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="138">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>And Mr. <HI>Cit-wit,</HI> you have worthily wonne my woman &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have her Madam, &s;he is mine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le make her worth a thou&s;and pound to you, be&s;ides all &s;he has of her own.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Her faults and all Madam, we are agreed o' that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Suppo&s;e this Boy be mine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would he were el&s;e, that I might have him under lawfull correction, and the cau&s;e o' my &s;ide: for he beat me not long &s;ince.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<P>And you be my father, and do not make much of me and give me fine things, i'le beat you agen &s;o I will; and my mother &s;hall helpe me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Agree'd <HI>Billy,</HI> agreed <HI>Philly.</HI> Never was man &s;o &s;odainly, &s;o rich; Nay never looke Gentlemen, &s;hee is mine, and hee's mine own, I am &s;ure I ha' got him now; And all faults are &s;alv'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Her word in waggery is made good in earne&s;t now tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>To your bu&s;ines Gentlemen; if you have a &s;hort &s;peech or two, the boy's a prety Actor; and his mother can play&punc; her part; women-Actors now grow in reque&s;t. Sir <HI>Andrew!</HI> melancholly?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>They con|&s;ult.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I was thinking on the <HI>omen</HI> of my pur&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Court draws his Tables and retires to Phil, writes &amp; &s;ome|times &s;hewes her.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fear no further mi&s;hap &s;ir; tis ominous to feare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray let's go in and &s;ee how things proceed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray give mee leave to make the fir&s;t di&s;covery;</L>
<L>Walke downe into the Garden, i'le come to you;</L>
<L>And here are &s;ome would &s;peak with you.</L>
</LG>
<STAGE>Ex. &s;everally.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter two Projectors.</STAGE>
<P>1. Into the Garden, good, let's follow him.</P>
<P>2. Tis not the repul&s;e he gave us in the morning &s;hall quit him of us.</P>
<P><PB REF="138">1. No now his &s;uperintendent's turn'd away, wee'l once more fill his head with millions.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le make the Dance, and give you all the footing.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Practi&s;e footing.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stand further off o' my Pocket tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>No matter if we lo&s;e any thing, and he within ten miles of us i'le make him an&s;wer't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I want a fift man, I would have an od.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Doctor.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Marriage is perform'd. The Prie&s;t has done his office&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Doctor can you dance?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;ing too, I ha' forgot much el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le &s;peak the Speech: Ha' not I forgot my Actors tone tro? I &s;hal remember't, I could have acted'em all ore.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy:</SPEAKER>
<P>I can &s;peak a Speech too Mother, mu&s;t I call you Mother now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>I my Boy, now I dare vouch thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>What think you of this tune &s;ir for your dance? Tay dee&punc; dee, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le borow a Violl and take it of you in&s;tantly.</P>
<STAGE>Ex.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter &s;ir Raphael.</STAGE>
<P>Pray &s;ir, is &s;ir <HI>Andrew Mendicant</HI> i'the hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>To Court-w.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Umh&mdash;
<STAGE>He writes in his tables &s;ometimes &s;cratch|ing his head, as pumping his Mu&s;e.</STAGE></L>
<L>Is he within &s;ir, can you tell? He's too bu&s;ie it &s;eemes.</L>
<L>Can you tell me &s;ir I pray, if &s;ir <HI>Andrew</HI> be within?
<STAGE>To Cit-wit as he mov'd toward him, Cit-wit Dances looking on his Feete, &amp;c.</STAGE></L>
<L>Very &s;trange! among what Nati|on am I arriv'd?</L>
<L>Here's one in civill habit &s;ure will an&s;wer me,</L>
<L>Sir may I be inform'd by you? &s;aw you &s;ir <HI>Andrew?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>The Doctor &s;tretches his Throat in the Tune.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Te precor domine Doctor.</HI>
<STAGE>He &s;ings on.</STAGE></L>
<L>They are no Chri&s;tians &s;ure.</L>
<L><PB REF="139">Sir may I be inform'd by you?
<STAGE>To Swayn. He whistels &amp; Dances Sellingers round, or the like.</STAGE></L>
<L>Ble&s;&s;e me; the people are bewitch'd.
<STAGE>Enter Dainty.</STAGE></L>
<L>Do you belong to the hou&s;e &s;ir?
<STAGE>To Dainty, he fidls to him &amp; the 4 dancing &amp; &s;ing|ing practi&s;e about him.</STAGE></L>
<L>I hope for curte&s;ie here Lady wil</L>
<L>you be pleas'd&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>To Phil. &s;he &s;peaks in a vile tone like a Player.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O by no meanes, we mu&s;t &s;peake <HI>Charon</HI> faire,</L>
<L>O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> hee'l not waft us o're the <HI>Stigian</HI> Floud,</L>
<L>Then mu&s;t we have a &s;op for <HI>Cerberus</HI></L>
<L>To &s;top his yawning Chaps; Let me alone</L>
<L>To be your Convoy to <HI>Elizium.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is mo&s;t heatheni&s;h of all.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dainty playes &s;oftly &amp; Doctor with him a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le pa&s;s that &s;narling triple-headed Cur</L>
<L>Which keeps the pallace-gate of <HI>Pluto's</HI> Court,</L>
<L>And guide you &s;afe through pitchy <HI>Acheron.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Woman Mon&s;ter's this? Sweete young Gentleman, let me aske you a que&s;tion.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Grim death, why rather did&s;t thou not approach</L>
<L>My younger dayes; before I knew thy feares?</L>
<L>Thy paines are multiplied by our yeares.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>All Lunatick? or Gentlemen, do you want lea&s;ure O<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> civility to an&s;wer me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha' you done the &s;peeches Mr. <HI>Court wit?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have already from the forked top</L>
<L>Of high <HI>Parna&s;&s;us</HI> fetcht 'em.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;hall my wife and <HI>Billi</HI> boy &s;peake 'em?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>As i'le in&s;truct you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>You write admirably I confe&s;&s;e; But you have a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> ill tone to in&s;truct in; I'le read to 'em my &s;elfe, you give your words no grace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doc.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have the tune right, will you in&s;truct the Mu&s;ick men?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>And you all in the Dance imediately.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="139">
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;hall we have no &s;ilken things, no whim wham<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> To Dance in tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Perhaps the Bride can furni&s;h us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>With &s;ome of her old Petticotes, can &s;he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, no my Lady has tane care for all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come, come away to practi&s;e, and be ready.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Never was I in &s;uch a Wilderne&s;&s;e.
<STAGE>Om. Fidling, Footing, Singing, Acting, &amp;c.</STAGE></L>
<L>But my revenge upon Sir <HI>Mendicant</HI></L>
<L>Shall an&s;wer all my patience, in the Jeere</L>
<L>I meane to put upon him.</L>
<L>I will po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e him with a braine-trick, now,</L>
<L>A meere invention of mine own (wherein</L>
<L>Heaven pardon me for lying) &s;hall &s;o nettle him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Mendicant, and Projecters.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Goe back and be not &s;eene till I come to you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Pro.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's come. Ha' you heard the newes &s;ir <HI>Andrew?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;ir <HI>Raphael?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>That <HI>Ferdinand's</HI> re&s;tor'd to's wits.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am glad on'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do you take the lo&s;&s;e of his e&s;tate &s;o mildly</L>
<L>Which might ha' bin your own?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope you thinke mee a Chri&s;tian &s;ir, but how &s;hould he arrive at &s;uch a &s;odaine knowledge of it, if it be &s;o? I will pretend tis true, yes &s;ir, he is in's wits.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I thought I had ly'd when I did prophe&s;ie:</L>
<L>But &s;ir my Nephew <HI>Fredrick</HI>&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Has made him&s;elfe away, I heard o' that too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>(I hope not &s;o) yet there's another accident</L>
<L>Of which you have not heard, may touch you nearer,</L>
<L>And that indeed's my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, you &s;ir, furiou&s;ly</L>
<L>Wounded your Man to day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not dangerou&s;ly I hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Flatter not &s;o your &s;elfe; Hee's on the point of dying.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="140">
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>How!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor be too much dejected,</L>
<L>His life you may get off for (as 'twas done</L>
<L>In heat of blood) marry &s;ir your e&s;tate</L>
<L>(You'l pardon me) is beg'd; my &s;elfe has don't,</L>
<L>And therein, beg'd the Begger.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Take not too deepe a &s;en&s;e of it: For if you'l yeild</L>
<L>That <HI>Frederick</HI> yet &s;hall have it with your Daughter,</L>
<L>I will remit the E&s;tate.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O is it &s;o?</L>
<L>Do you move this for a dead man?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, he lives.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men:</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you practi&s;e on me? Madam where are</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Strange. Ferd. Fred. Chari&s;&s;a. Gabriel behind.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here &s;ir, and am become your U&s;her to &s;uch gue&s;ts you?</L>
<L>As you mu&s;t bid mo&s;t welcome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mend. &s;tands amaz'd</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>She here! i'm then agen confounded.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay &s;ir <HI>Raphael,</HI> I pote&s;t we will be friends notwith&s;tanding I have out&s;tript you in your plot of matching your Nephew <HI>Frederick,</HI> here to his love <HI>Chari&s;&s;a.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>But is it &s;o?&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is, in which I hope &s;ir you are not offended,</L>
<L>Who gave me leave by any opportunity</L>
<L>To take her, I broke no locks nor walls for her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>I beg your pardon, and your ble&s;&s;ing &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>And is it &s;o with you &s;ir <HI>Ferdinand?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is, and &s;ir in te&s;timony of my recovery, I make demand of my e&s;tate: of which you thought your &s;elfe po&s;&s;e&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>What hopes am I fallen from? and what mi&s;ery fallen into; when the little I have is beg'd for Man|&s;laughter!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="140">
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<P>I quit you of that &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>How could&s;t thou deale &s;o with me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To &s;hew my gratitude.</L>
<L>You overpaid me for all my former &s;ervices,</L>
<L>For which I ju&s;tly thought I ought you this.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor thinke your Daughter undervalued &s;ir,</L>
<L>Three thou&s;and pound I give him to augment</L>
<L>Her fortune in him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dreames, dreames, All the&s;e are waking Dreames.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>All reall truth &s;ir, whither flie you from us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Am I of all defeated; and by all</L>
<L>Abus'd and mock'd? More roome there: let me<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> goe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>You mi&s;take &s;trangely.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Flori&s;h.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Harke! the Revellers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That come to celebrate your joyes, which wilfully</L>
<L>You will not apprehend.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis all but &s;hew, Let go, and I will do</L>
<L>Something &s;hall ad to your delight imediatly.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let him goe and weare ou<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> his fit by him|&s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Flori&s;h.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Boy, and Philomel, as Cupid and Venus.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> and <HI>Cupid,</HI> my Mother and I&mdash;</L>
<L>Helpe me.&mdash;I have it now.</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> and <HI>Cupid;</HI> my Mother and I</L>
<L>Helpe me agen&punc; Noe, no, no.</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> and <HI>Cupid;</HI> my Mother and I,</L>
<L>Let me alone.</L>
<L><HI>Venus</HI> and <HI>Cupid</HI> my Mother and I.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fred.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's an Actor now!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fre.</SPEAKER>
<P>How doubtfull of him&s;elfe; and yet how perfect he was!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>A &s;elfe mi&s;tru&s;t is a &s;ure &s;tep to Knowledge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="141">
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sententious &s;ir <HI>Raphel.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Quarrells are ended Madam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come hither <HI>Cupid.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phi.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>From my <HI>Italian</HI> Mount I did e&s;py</L>
<L>(For what is hidden from a Deity?)</L>
<L>How faintly <HI>Hymen</HI> did his Office here</L>
<L>Joyning two Lovers with the hand of feare;</L>
<L>Putting his Torch out for ob&s;curity;</L>
<L>And made the Chamber (which belongs to me)</L>
<L>His Temple. But from hence let feare remove.</L>
<L>See here, the Champions for the Queene of Love.</L>
<L><NOTE N="1" PLACE="marg">Swain.</NOTE> <HI>Courage,</HI> &s;ent from <HI>Mars; The</HI> <NOTE N="2" PLACE="marg">Court.</NOTE> <HI>Mu&s;es kill.</HI></L>
<L>From wi&s;e <HI>Apollo.</HI> And the God, which &s;till</L>
<L>In&s;pires with &s;ubtilty, &s;ly <HI>Mercury</HI></L>
<L>Sends this his <NOTE N="3" PLACE="marg">Dainty.</NOTE> <HI>Agent.</HI> Here's <NOTE N="4" PLACE="marg">Cit-wit.</NOTE> <HI>Activity</HI></L>
<L>From <NOTE N="5" PLACE="marg">Doctor.</NOTE> <HI>Jupiter</HI> him&s;elfe; And from her &s;tore</L>
<L>Of Spies, the Moon &s;ends <HI>This</HI> to keepe the dore.</L>
<L>With Art of Action, now, make good the place,</L>
<L>In right of Love to give the Nuptialls Grace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>After they have Danc'd a while, Enter Projectors, breakes 'em off.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pro.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lay by your Jolity, forbeare your Sport,</L>
<L>And heare a &s;tory &s;hall inforce your pitty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>What black Tragedian's this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Some <HI>Nuntius</HI> &s;ent from Hell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ga.</SPEAKER>
<P>One of my Ma&s;ters <HI>Minions,</HI> a <HI>Projector.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pro.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You had a Ma&s;ter: But to all I &s;peake.</L>
<L>Your practi&s;es have &s;unk him from the Comforts</L>
<L>Of all his hopes in fortune, to the Gulfe</L>
<L>Of deepe de&s;paire; from whence he ro&s;e inflam'd</L>
<L><PB REF="141">With wild di&s;traction and phanta&s;tick fury.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's mad; is he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pro.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mad, and has hang'd him&s;elfe&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cha.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas my Father.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! hang'd him&s;elfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pro.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>All over &s;ir, with draughts of Projects, Suits,</L>
<L>Petitions, Grants, and Pattents, &s;uch as were</L>
<L>The Studies and the Labours of his Life,</L>
<L>And &s;o attir'd he thinks him&s;elfe well arm'd</L>
<L>T'incounter all your &s;cornes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Mendicant attir'd all in Patents; A Wind|mill on his head, and the other Projector.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Roome here: a Hall for a Monopoli&s;t,</L>
<L>You, Common-wealths informers lead me on.</L>
<L>Bring me before the great A&s;&s;embly. See,</L>
<L>Fathers Con&s;cript, I pre&s;ent all I have</L>
<L>For you to cancell.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's a brave &s;hew, and out-&s;hines our de|vi&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is a Patent for the taking of poor <HI>John</HI> and Barrell-cod alive, and &s;o to pre&s;erve 'em in &s;alt-water for the benefit of the Fi&s;hmongers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's &s;alt in this.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>I this has &s;ome &s;avour in'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is a fre&s;h one &s;ir, For the catching, pre&s;er|vation, and tran&s;portation of Butter-flies: whereby they may become a native commodity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's a &s;ubtle one.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is for profits out of all the Common-Cryes i' th' City, As of&mdash;Oy&s;ters&mdash;Codlings&mdash;wood to cleave, Kitching &s;tuffe, and the thou&s;and more, even to the Matches for your Tinder-box, and all Forrainers to pay double; And a Fee out of the Link-boyes profits. But no cries to e&s;cape. Tis for a peace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="142">
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>What if &s;ome &s;hould cry Murder, murder?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or Theeves, theeves?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cou.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or Fire, fire?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or women cry out five Loves a penny?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>All all &s;hould pay. But I &s;ubmit</L>
<L>My &s;elfe to your mo&s;t honorable cen&s;ure.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>What dos he take us for?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Powers, Powers; A lower hou&s;e at lea&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<P>And all my patents to be conceal'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Our Projects would not take with you, wee'l take yours tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;hall dance out of 'em: Mu&s;ick! Play out our Dance, we will di&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">obe you pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and di&s;mantle his Projectors too.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>They all Dance. In the Dance they pull off his Patents; And the Projectors Clokes, who appeare all ragged. At the end of the Dance the Projectors thru&s;t forth.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<P>An excellent Morrall! The Projects are all can|cel'd, and the Projectors turnd out o' dores.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Men.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>True Gallants, and now I am my &s;elfe agen,</L>
<L>I &s;aw th'event of all with good e&s;teeme.</L>
<L>And would as well as you a Madman &s;eeme,</L>
<L>And now my ble&s;&s;ings on your Son and Daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Bride, Dame <HI>Venus</HI> here, cooles all this while tho'.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dai.</SPEAKER>
<P>By Mr: Bride-groomes leave, i'le &s;tirre her blood a little for the good meaning &s;hee had towards me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You may doe &s;o. He dare's not pick her pocket,</L>
<L>And for her Maidenhead I dare tru&s;t him tho' he &s;hould</L>
<L>Dance quite out of &s;ight with her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dance.</STAGE>
<STAGE>While they Dance the re&s;t confer.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ra.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis well: And all are friends.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You have my pote&s;tation: and in that,</L>
<L><PB REF="142">Madam, my faith before the&s;e noble friends.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>Upon tho&s;e honourable tearmes &s;ir <HI>Ferdinando</HI> I will be yours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sheel' have him, it &s;eemes at la&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's a wi&s;e widdow by'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">: for &s;ure enough, &s;he &s;aw &s;omething in his mad naked fit, when hee put her to't, to choo&s;e a husband by, wo' not out of her thought yet.</P>
<P>What is there more to &s;ay now Madam?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You que&s;tion well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>But to Supper and to bed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<P>You con&s;ider well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sw.</SPEAKER>
<P>We have had other pa&s;time enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Str.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You rea&s;on well, Would all were pleas'd as well</L>
<L>T' ab&s;olve that doubt, to tho&s;e we mu&s;t appeale.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="143">
<HEAD>EPILOGUE.</HEAD>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Strang.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>LAdyes, your &s;uffrages I chiefly crave</L>
<L>For th'humble Poet. Tis in you to &s;ave</L>
<L>Him, from the rigorous cen&s;ure of the re&s;t&punc;</L>
<L>May you give grace as y'are with Beauty ble&s;t.</L>
<L>True: Hee's no dandling on a Courtly lap,</L>
<L>Yet may obtaine a &s;mile, if not a clap.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ferd.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'm at the Cavaliers. Heroick &s;pirits,</L>
<L>That know both to reward, and atchieve merits,</L>
<L>Do, like the Sun-beames, vertuou&s;ly di&s;pen&s;e</L>
<L>&V;pon the lowest growths their influence,</L>
<L>As well as on the lofty: our Poet &s;o</L>
<L>By your Phebean favours hopes to grow.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cit. w.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And now you generous spirits of the City</L>
<L>That are no le&s;&s;e in money then braine wity,</L>
<L>My &s;elfe, my Bride, and pretty Bride boy too,</L>
<L>Our Poet for a Boun preferres to you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And though you ta&s;t of no &s;uch Bride-ale Cup,</L>
<L>He hopes y' allow the Match to be clapt up.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Boy.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And, if this Play be naught (yes &s;o he &s;aid)</L>
<L>That I &s;hould gi' yee my Mother for a Mayd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Swa.</SPEAKER>
<P>And why you now? or you? or you? I'le &s;peak enough for you all, you now would tell the Audients they &s;hould not feare to throng hither the next day: for you wil &s;ecure their Pur&s;es cut-free, and their pockts pick-free. Tis much for you to do tho'. And you would &s;ay that all
<PB REF="143">
your projects are put down, and you'l take up no new: but what &s;hall be (&s;pectators) to plea&s;e you. And you Poetick part induces you, t'appologize now for the Poet too, as they ha' done already, you to the Ladies, you to the Cavaliers and Gentry; you to the City friend, and all for the Poet, Poet, Poet, when alls but begging tho. I'le &s;peak to 'em all, and to my Countrey folkes too if here be any o'em: and yet not beg for the Poet tho', why &s;hould we? has not he money for his doings? and the be&s;t price too? becau&s;e we would ha' the be&s;t: And if it be not, why &s;o? The Poet has &s;hewd his wit and we our man|ners. But to &s;tand beg, beg for reputation for one that has no countenance to carry it, and mu&s;t ha' money is &s;uch a Pa&s;time!&mdash;If it were for one of the great and curious Poets that give the&s;e Playes as the Prologue &s;aid, and mo|ney too, to have 'em acted; For them, indeed, we are bound to ply for an applau&s;e. Becau&s;e they look for no|thing el&s;e, and &s;corn to beg for them&s;elves. But then you'l &s;ay tho&s;e Playes are not given to you; you pay as much for your &s;eats at them as at the&s;e, though you &s;it nere the merrier, nor ri&s;e the wi&s;er, they are &s;o above common under&s;tanding; and tho' you &s;ee for your love you will judge for your money, why &s;o for that too, you may. But take heed you di&s;plea&s;e not the Ladies tho' who are their partiall judges, being brib'd by flattering ver&s;es to commend their Playes; for who&s;e faire cau&s;e, and by their powerfull voyces to be cry'd up wits o' Court, the right wor&s;hipfull Poets boa&s;t to have made tho&s;e enter|ludes, when for ought you know they bought 'em of Uni|ver&s;itie Scholars tho', and onely &s;hew their own wits in owning other mens; and that but as they are like neither. As thus, do you like that Song? yes&punc; I made it. Is that Scene or that Je&s;t good? Yes, Twas mine; and then if all be good 'twas all mine. There's wit in that now. But this &s;mall Poet vents none but his own, and his by who&s;e care
<PB REF="144">
and directions this Stage is govern'd, who has for many yeares both in his fathers dayes, and &s;ince directed Poets to write &amp; Players to &s;peak, till he traind up the&s;e youths here to what they are now. I &s;ome of 'em from before they were able to &s;ay a grace of two lines long to have more parts in their pates then would fill &s;o many Dry|fats. And to be &s;erious with you, if after all this, by the venemous practi&s;e of &s;ome, who &s;tudy nothing more then his de&s;truction, he &s;hould faile us, both Poets and Players would be at lo&s;&s;e in Reputation. But this is from our Poet agen, who tels you plainly all the helps he has or de&s;ires; And let me tell you he has made prety merry Jigges that ha' pleas'd a many. As (le'me &s;ee) th' <HI>Anti|podes,</HI> and (oh I &s;hall never forget) <HI>Tom Hoyden</HI> o' <HI>Tanton Deans.</HI> Hee'l bring him hither very &s;hortly in a new Motion, and in a new paire o' &s;lops and new nether &s;tocks as briske as a Body-low&s;e in a new Pa&s;ture.</P>
<LG>
<L>Meane while, if you like this, or not, why &s;o?</L>
<L>You may be pleas' to clap at parting tho'.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT>
<TEXT LANG="eng">
<FRONT>
<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="144">
<P>THE CITY WIT, OR, The VVoman wears the BREECHES.</P>
<P>A COMEDY.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>T. R.</HI> for <HI>Richard Marriot,</HI> and <HI>Thomas Dring,</HI> and are to be &s;old at their Shops in <HI>Fleet-&s;treet,</HI> 1653.</P>
</DIV1>

<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="145">
<PB REF="145">
<HEAD>The Prologue.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>Quot quot ade&s;tis, &s;alvete, &s;alvetote
Gentlemen,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>YOu &s;ee I come unarm'd among you, <HI>&s;ine Virga aut Ferula,</HI> without Rod or Fe|rular, which are the Pedants weapons. <HI>Id e&s;t,</HI> that is to &s;ay, I come not hi|ther to be an In&s;tructor to any of you, that were <HI>Aquilam volare docere, aut Delphi|num natare,</HI> to teach the Ape, well learned as my &s;elfe. Nor came I to in&s;truct the Comedians. That were for me to be <HI>A&s;inus inter &s;imias,</HI> the fool o'the Company: <HI>I dare not undertake them.</HI> I am no <HI>Paedagogus</HI> nor <HI>Hypodida&s;calus</HI> here. I approach not hither <HI>ad erudiendum, nec ad Corrigendum.</HI> Nay I have given my Schollars leave to play, to get a <HI>Vacuum</HI> for my &s;elfe to day, to Act a particle here in a Play; an Actor being wanting that could beare it with port and state enough. A Pedant is not ea&s;ily imitated. Therefore in per&s;on, I for your delight have
<PB REF="146">
left my Schoole to tread the Stage. Pray <HI>Jove</HI> the terror of my brow &s;poile not your mirth, for you can|not forget the fury of a Tutor, when you have layne under the blazing Comet of his wrath, with <HI>quae&s;o Praeceptor te precor da</HI>&mdash;&amp;c. But, let feare pa&s;&s;e, nothing but mirth's intended.</P>
<P>But I had forgot my &s;elfe, A Prologue &s;hould be in Ryhme, &amp;c. therefore I will begin agen.</P>
<LG>
<L>Kind Gentlemen, and men of gentle kinde,</L>
<L>There is in that a figure, as you'll finde,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e weeltake your eares as 'twere in Ropes,</L>
<L>Ile nothing &s;peak but figures, &s;trayns &amp; tropes.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Quot quot ade&s;tis Salvete &s;alvetote.</HI></L>
<L>The Schoolema&s;ter that never yet be&s;ought yee,</L>
<L>Is now become a &s;uitor, that you'll &s;it,</L>
<L>And exerci&s;e your Judgement with your wit,</L>
<L>On this our Comedy, which in bold Phra&s;e,</L>
<L>The Author &s;ayes has pa&s;t with good applau&s;e</L>
<L>In former times. For it was written, when</L>
<L>It bore ju&s;t Judgement, and the &s;eal of <HI>Ben.</HI></L>
<L>Some in this round may have both &s;een't, and heard,</L>
<L>Ere I, that beare its title, wore a Beard.</L>
<L>My &s;ute is therefore that you will not looke,</L>
<L>To find more in the Title then the Booke.</L>
<L>My part the Pedant, though it &s;eem a Columne</L>
<L><PB REF="146">Is but a Page, compar'd to the whole volume.</L>
<L>What bulk have I to bear a Scene to pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>But by your favours multiplying Gla&s;&s;e.</L>
<L><HI>In nova fert Animus,</HI> then Ile do my be&s;t</L>
<L>To gaine your Plaudite among the re&s;t.</L>
<L>So with the &s;alutation I fir&s;t brought yee,</L>
<L><HI>Quot quot ade&s;tis, &s;alvete &s;alvetote.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="147">
<HEAD>Dramatis Per&s;onae.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM><HI>CRa&s;y,</HI> a young Citizen, falling into decay.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Jeremy,</HI> his Apprentice.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Sarpego,</HI> a Pedant.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Sneakup, Cra&s;yes</HI> Father in Law.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Pyannet, Sneakup's</HI> Wife.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Ticket</HI> two Courtiers.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Rufflit</HI> two Courtiers.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Lady <HI>Ticket.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Jo&s;ina, Cra&s;yes</HI> Wife.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Lin&s;y-Wol&s;ey,</HI> a thrifty Citizen.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Toby,</HI> &s;onne to <HI>Sneakup.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Bridget, Io&s;ina's</HI> Maid.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Crack,</HI> a Boy that &s;ings.
<LIST>
<HEAD>two keeping Women.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>I&s;abell</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Jone</HI></ITEM>
</LIST></ITEM>
</LIST>
</DIV1>
</FRONT>
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB REF="147">
<HEAD>The City VVit. OR, The woman wears the Breeches.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. I.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>A Dinner carryed over the Stage in cove|red Di&s;hes. <HI>Exeunt.</HI></STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Crasy, Jeremy.</HI></STAGE>
<P>_SEt forth that Table <HI>Jer.</HI></P>
<STAGE>A Table &s;et forth with em|pty Mo|ny-bags, Bills, Bonds, &amp; Bookes of accompts, <HI>&amp;c.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you not go in and dine, Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>No: I am of other dyet to day.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>The whole company expects you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>May they &s;it merry with their cheer,</L>
<L>while I feed on this hard meat. And wait</L>
<L>you within: I &s;hall not change a trencher.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ier.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas my good Ma&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="148">
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here are the ne&s;ts, but all the
<STAGE>He takes up the bags.</STAGE></L>
<L>Birds are flown.</L>
<L>How ea&s;ie a thing it is to be undone,</L>
<L>When credulous Man will tru&s;t his '&s;tate to others!</L>
<L>Am I drawn dry? Not &s;o much as the Lees left?</L>
<L>Nothing but empty Cask? have I no refuge</L>
<L>To fly to now? Yes, here, about a groats worth
<STAGE>He takes up the bils &amp; papers.</STAGE></L>
<L>Of paper it was once. Would I had now</L>
<L><HI>Greens</HI> groat&s;-worth of wit for it. But 'twill &s;erve</L>
<L>To light tobacco-pipes. Here (let me &s;ee)</L>
<L>Here is three hundred pound, two hundred here.</L>
<L>And here one hundred, and two hundred here;</L>
<L>Fifty; fifty; fifty; and one hundred here,</L>
<L>And here one hundred and fifty. Be&s;ides</L>
<L>A many parcells of &s;mall debts, which make</L>
<L>Two hundred more. I &s;hall not live to tell it,</L>
<L>But put it up, and take it by the weight.
<STAGE>He puts the Bills &amp; Bonds into a Bag.</STAGE></L>
<L>O me! how heavy 'tis! And, doubtle&s;s, &s;o 'twould be</L>
<L>At &s;ome mans heart. It troubles me a little.
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Jeremy.</HI></STAGE></L>
<L>Now what newes?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>He takes up a &s;croll.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My mi&s;tri&s;s, and your Mother Sir,</L>
<L>Intreats you to come to dinner.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e they are; My debts,</L>
<L>That &s;trike me through. This bag will never pay</L>
<L>Any of the&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, &s;hall I &s;ay you'l come?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How well it were, if any of my Creditors</L>
<L>Could once but dream that this were current mony!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;hall I &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even what thou wilt, good <HI>Jeremy.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="148">
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Alas you know, this dinner was appointed</L>
<L>A friendly meeting for mo&s;t of your Creditors,</L>
<L>And many of your Debtors.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But I hope</L>
<L>Few of the la&s;t appeare.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>None but &s;ome priviledg'd Courtiers, that dare</L>
<L>Put in at all mens Tables. They're all &s;et,</L>
<L>Your Creditors on one &s;ide, and your Debtors</L>
<L>On t'other; and do only &s;tay for you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>To feed on; do they? Goe. I will not come.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I feare, Sir, you will overthrow the good</L>
<L>That was intended you. You know this meeting</L>
<L>Was for the Creditors to give longer day,</L>
<L>As they &s;hould find your Debtors to acknowledg</L>
<L>The &s;ummes they owe you. Sir I &s;hould be &s;orry</L>
<L>To &s;ee you &s;inck, or forc'd to hide your head,</L>
<L>That look'd as high, as any in the City.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Prithee go in. And if they &s;eem to &s;tay,</L>
<L>Pray 'em fall too; tell 'em I take this time</L>
<L>Only to order my Accompts, and that as &s;oon</L>
<L>As they are full, and fit to talk, I'le come:</L>
<L>Good <HI>Jeremie</HI> goe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Introth I pity him&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Exit</HI> weeping.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A right good Boy thou art. I think on thee:</L>
<L>What mu&s;t I do now? All I have is lo&s;t,</L>
<L>And what I have not, &s;ought to be forc'd from me,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t take nimble hold upon Occa&s;ion,</L>
<L>Or lie for ever in the Bankrupt ditch,</L>
<L>Where no man lends a hand to draw one out&punc;</L>
<L>I will leape over it, or fall bravely in't,</L>
<L>Scorning the Bridge of Ba&s;ene&s;s, Compo&s;ition,</L>
<L>Which doth infect a City like the Plague,</L>
<L>And teach men Knavery, that were never born to't:</L>
<L>Whereby the Rope-de&s;erving Ra&s;call gains</L>
<L>Purple and Furrs, Trappings and golden Chaines.</L>
<L><PB REF="149">Ba&s;e Compo&s;ition, ba&s;er far then Want,</L>
<L>Then Beggery, Impri&s;onment, Slavery:</L>
<L>I &s;corn thee, though thou lov'&s;t a Trade&s;-man dearly</L>
<L>And mak'&s;t a Chandler Lord of thou&s;ands yearly.</L>
<L>I will have other ayd. How now! Againe?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Ieremy:</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, Sir, you are undone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha&s;t thou no newes, <HI>Jeremie?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas your Mother Sir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why what of her?</L>
<L>Is there a Plate lo&s;t, or a 'Po&s;tle-&s;poon</L>
<L>A China Di&s;h broke, or an ancient Gla&s;s,</L>
<L>And &s;tain'd with Wine her Dama&s;que table-cloath?</L>
<L>Or is the Salt faln towards her? What's the matter?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Her mi&s;chievous tongue has over-thrown the good</L>
<L>Was meant to you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Good, good <HI>Jeremie?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Creditors were on a re&s;olution</L>
<L>To do you good, and madly &s;he oppos'd it,</L>
<L>And with a vehement voyce proclaims you a Beggar;</L>
<L>Says, you have undone her Daughter; that no good</L>
<L>Is fit to be done for you: And &s;uch a &s;torm</L>
<L>Of wicked breath&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>She's drunk; Is &s;he not, <HI>Jeremie?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No Sir, 'tis nothing but her old di&s;ea&s;e,</L>
<L>The Tongue-ague, who&s;e fit is now got up</L>
<L>To &s;uch a height, the Devil cannot lay it.</L>
<L>The learned School-ma&s;ter, Mr. <HI>Sarpego</HI></L>
<L>Has conjur'd it by all his parts of &s;peech,</L>
<L>His Tropes and Figures; and cannot be heard</L>
<L>I'th furious Tempe&s;t. All your Creditors</L>
<L>Are gone in Rage; will take their cour&s;e, they &s;ay.</L>
<L>Some of your Debtors &s;tay, I think, to laugh at her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="149">Enter <HI>Sarpego.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now deafene&s;s &s;eize me. I di&s;claime my hea|ring. I defie my audituall part. I renounce mine ears. Mi&s;tris <HI>Pyannet,</HI> a de&s;perate Pal&s;ey is on thy lips, and an everla&s;ting Feaver on thy Tongue?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What raging Rout hath rent thy re&s;t;</L>
<L>What Scold hath &s;cutch'd thy skonce:</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'le breath it to thy bolder breast,</L>
<L>That askst me for the nonce.</L>
</LG>
<P>You under&s;tand or know, that here hath been a Fea&s;t made, to take up a ponderous difference be|tween Ma&s;ter <HI>Sneakup</HI> your Father in Law, and your &s;elfe Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y;</HI> and between mo&s;t of your Creditors and Debitors. Food hath been eaten; Wine drunck; Talke pa&s;t; Breath &s;pent; Labour lo&s;t: For why? Mi|&s;tris <HI>Pyannet</HI> your Mother in Law, Mr. <HI>Sneakups</HI> Wife (though &s;hee will be call'd by none but her owne name) that woman of an eternall Tongue; that Creature of an everla&s;ting noy&s;e; who&s;e per|petuall talke is able to deafen a Miller; who&s;e di&s;cour&s;e is more tedious then a Ju&s;tices Charge; Shee, that will out-&s;cold ten carted Bawds, even when &s;he is &s;ober; and out-chat fifteen Midwives, though fourteen of them be halfe drunk: this Shee-thing hath bur&s;t all. <HI>Demo&s;thenes</HI> him&s;elfe would give her over. Therefore hopele&s;s <HI>Sarpego</HI> is &s;ilent.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> Pyannet, Sneakup, <HI>Sir</HI> Andrew Ticket, Rufflit, La. Ticket, Jo&s;ina, Lin&s;y-Wol&s;y.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, are you here Sir! You have &s;pun a fair thred.
<PB REF="150">
Here's much ado, and little help. We can make bolt nor &s;haft, find neither head nor foot in your bu&s;ine&s;s. My daughter and I may both cur&s;e the time, that ever we &s;aw the eyes of thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, you have the civill vertue of Patience in you. Dear Sir hear me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;ayes he heares thee, and is a&s;ham'd to &s;ee thee. Ha&s;t not undone our Daughter&punc; &s;pent her Porti|on; deceiv'd our hopes; wa&s;ted thy fortunes; undone thy credite; prov'd Bankrupt?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>All was but my kind heart in tru&s;ting, in tru|&s;ting, Father.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pi.</SPEAKER>
<P>Kind heart! What &s;hould Citizens do with kind hearts; or tru&s;ting in any thing but God, and ready money?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What would you, dear Father, that I &s;hould do now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Marry depart in peace Sir. Vani&s;h in &s;ilence Sir. I'le take my Daughter home Sir. She &s;hall not beg with you Sir. No marry &s;halt thou not; no, 'deed Duck &s;halt thou not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be yet but plea&s;ed to an&s;wer me, good Sir. May not an hone&s;t man&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hone&s;t man! Who the Devill wi&s;h'd thee to be an hone&s;t man? Here's my wor&s;hipfull Husband, Mr. <HI>Sneakup,</HI> that from a Gra&s;ier is come to be a Ju&s;tice of Peace: And, what, as an hone&s;t man? Hee grew to be able to give nine hundred pound with my daughter; and, what, by hone&s;tie? Mr. <HI>Sneakup</HI> and I are come up to live i'th City, and here we have lyen the&s;e three years; and what? for hone&s;ty? Hone&s;ty! What &s;hould the City do with hone&s;ty; when 'tis enough to undoe a whole Corporation? Why are your Wares gumm'd; your Shops dark; your Prizes writ in &s;trange Chara|cters? what, for hone&s;ty? Hone&s;ty? why is hard waxe
<PB REF="150">
call'd Merchants waxe; and is &s;aid &s;eldome or never to be rip'd off, but it plucks the skin of a Lord&s;hip with it? what! for hone&s;ty? Now (mortified my Concupi|&s;cence!) Do&s;t thou think, that our Neighbour, Ma&s;ter <HI>Lin&s;y-Wol&s;ie</HI> here, from the &s;onne of a Tripe-wife, and a Rope-maker, could a&s;pire to be an Aldermans Depu|ty; to be Wor&s;hipfull Mr. <HI>Lin&s;ie-Wol&s;ie;</HI> Venerable Mr. <HI>Lin&s;ie-wol&s;ie;</HI> to weare Sattin &s;leeves, &amp; whip Beg|gars? And, what? By hone&s;ty? Have we bought an Of|fice, here, for our towardly and gracious &s;on and heire here, young Mr. <HI>Sneakup</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes for&s;ooth Mother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>And made him a Courtier, in hope of his ho|ne&s;ty? Nay, (once for all) Did we marry our Daugh|ter, here, to thee; rack'd our Pur&s;es to pay Portion; left Country hou&s;e-keeping to &s;ave charges, in hope either of thine, or her hone&s;ty? No, we look'd, that thy Ware-hou&s;e &s;hould have eaten up Ca&s;tles, and that for thy narrow Walke in a Jewellers &s;hop, a whole Countrey &s;hould not have &s;uffic'd thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>If my uncunning Di&s;po&s;ition be my only vice, then Father&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, and thou ha&s;t been married three years to my Daughter, and ha&s;t not got her with Child yet! How do'&s;t an&s;wer that? For a woman to be married to a fruitfull Fool, there is &s;ome bearing with him yet. (I know it by my &s;elf) but a dry barren Fool! How do&s;t thou &s;atisfie that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>It may be defect in your Daughter, as proba|ble as in me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O impudent varlet! Defect in my Daughter? O horrible indignity! Defect in my Daughter? Nay, 'tis well known, before ever thou &s;awe&s;t her, there was no defect in my Daughter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well: If to be hone&s;t, be to be a fool, my utmo&s;t
<PB REF="151">
Ambition is a Coxcomb. Sir, I crave your farewell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Marry Sir, and have it with all his heart. My Husband is a man of few words, and hath committed his tongue to me: And I hope I &s;hall u&s;e it to his Wor|&s;hip. Fare you well Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thanks for your cheer and full bounty of En|tertainment, good Mr. <HI>Sneakup.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>He rather thanks you for your patience, and kind vi&s;itation, good Sir <HI>Andrew Ticket.</HI> Yes indeed for&s;ooth does he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I take my leave Sir, too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Madame&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Uds &s;o! ther's a trick! you mu&s;t talk, mu&s;t you? And your Wife in pre&s;ence, mu&s;t you? As if I could not have &s;aid, good Madame. Good Madame! Do you &s;ee how it becomes you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Mi&s;tris <HI>Sneakup&punc;</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Madame, I be&s;eech your Ladi&s;hip to ex|cu&s;e our deficiency of Entertainment. Though ou<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> power be not to our wi&s;h, yet we wi&s;h that our Power were to your Worth, which merrits better &s;ervice&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pardon me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then our rudene&s;&s;e&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>You wrong your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can tender, or po&s;&s;ibly expre&s;&s;e by&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I be&s;eech you for&s;ooth&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Our be&s;t labour, or utmo&s;t devoire. Yes I pro|te&s;t &s;weet Madame. I be&s;eech you, as you pa&s;&s;e by in Coach &s;ometimes, vouch&s;afe to &s;ee me; and, if I come to Court, I will pre&s;ume to vi&s;ite your Ladi&s;hip, and your worthy Knight, Good Sir <HI>Andrew!</HI> And I pray you Madame, how does your Monckey, your Parrot, and Parraquitoes? I pray commend me to 'em, and to all your little ones. Fare you well, &s;weet Creature.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="151">
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'll leave you to take private farewell of your Wife, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'l meet you at your Hor&s;e, brother.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes, praeter Cra&s;y, Jo&s;ina.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lov'd, my deare heart, my &s;weete&s;t, my very being, will you needs take your journey? I &s;hall fall before your return into a Con&s;umption. If you die but conceive what your departure will bring upon me, I know (my &s;weet) nay I do know&mdash;but goe your ways; &s;trike my finger into mine eye: 'Tis not the fir&s;t true teare a married woman has &s;hed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why you heare the noy&s;e of that woman of Sound, your Mother. I mu&s;t travell down, or not keep up. Yet&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, goe I be&s;eech you; you &s;hall never &s;ay, I undid you. Goe I pray: But never look to &s;ee me my owne woman again. How long will you &s;tay forth?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>A fortnight at the lea&s;t; and a moneth at the mo&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, a fortnight at the lea&s;t. Never woman took a more heavy departure. Ki&s;&s;e me. Farewel. Ki&s;s me againe. I pray does your Hor&s;e amble, or trot? Do not ride po&s;t as you come home, I pray. Ki&s;&s;e me once more. Farewell.</P>
<STAGE>Exit Cra.</STAGE>
<P>Hay hoe! How I do gape.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Bridget, Jeremy.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's a clock <HI>Bridget.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pa&s;t three for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis pa&s;t &s;leeping time then, <HI>Bridget.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing is pa&s;t to tho&s;e, that have a mind and means.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thats true and tryed. Go lay my Pillow <HI>Bridget.</HI>
<STAGE>Exit Brid.</STAGE></L>
<L><PB REF="152">Lord, what a thing a woman is in her Husbands ab|&s;ence!</L>
<L>Wa&s;t thou ever in love, <HI>Jeremy?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who I for&s;ooth? No for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I for&s;ooth, and no for&s;ooth? then I perceive you are for&s;ooth. But I advi&s;e you to take head, how you levell your Affection towards me: I am your Mi|&s;tris; And I hope you never heard of any Apprentice was &s;o bold with his Mi&s;tris.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>No indeed for&s;ooth. I &s;hould be &s;orry there &s;hould be any &s;uch.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, be not &s;orry neither <HI>Jeremy.</HI> Is thy Ma|&s;ter gone? Look. A pretty youth, this &s;ame <HI>Jeremy!</HI> And is come of a good Race. I have heard my Mother &s;ay, his Father was a Ferretter&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Jeremy.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is gone for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come hither <HI>Jeremy.</HI> Do&s;t thou &s;ee this Hand|kerchief?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I vow'd this Handkerchief &s;hould never touch any bodies face, but &s;uch a one, as I would intreat to lie with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed for&s;ooth!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come hither <HI>Jeremy.</HI> There's a &s;pot o'thy Cheek, let me wipe it off.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Lord for&s;ooth. I'le go wa&s;h it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Jo&s;.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heaven made this Boy of a very hone&s;t Appe|tite, &s;ober Ignorance, and mode&s;t Under&s;tanding. My old Grandmothers Latine is verified upon him; <HI>Ars non habet Inimicum praeter Ignorantem.</HI> Ignorance is womans greate&s;t Enemy. Who's within? <HI>Bridget.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="152">Enter Bridget.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Go your wayes to Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Parmi&s;an,</HI> the Chee&s;mongers Wife in old Fi&s;h&s;treet, and commend me to her; and intreat her to pray Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Collifloore</HI> the Hearb-woman in the Old Change, that &s;he will de|&s;ire Mi&s;tris <HI>Piccadell</HI> in Bow-lane, in any hand to be|&s;eech the good old dry Nur&s;e mother, <HI>Et cetera,</HI> &s;hee knowes where, to provide me an hone&s;t, hand&s;ome, &s;ecret young man; that can write, and read written hand. Take your errand with you; that can write and read written hand.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>I warrant you for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>So, now will I meditate, take a nap, and dreame out a few fancies.</P>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT I. Sene II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> booted. <HI>Ticket, Rufflit, Tobias Sarpego, Lin&s;y wool&s;y:</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>WEE take our leaves Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> and wi&s;h good Journey to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Farewell good Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Adiue Brother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Iterum iterumque vale.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heartily Godbuy, good Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="153">
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay but Gentlemen: A little of your patience you all know your own Debts, and my almo&s;t impu|dent nece&s;&s;iries, &s;atisfie me, that J may di&s;charge o|thers. Will you &s;uffer me to &s;ink under my Freenes? &s;hall my goodne&s;&s;e, and ready Pietie undoe me? Sir <HI>Andrew Ticket,</HI> you are a profe&s;t Courtier, and &s;hould have a <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ender &s;en&s;e of honor. This is your day of pay|ment for two hundred pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Blood of <HI>Bacchus,</HI> tis true, tis my day, what then? Do&s;t take me for a Cittizen, that thou thinke&s;t I'll keep my day? No, thou'&s;t find that I am a Courtier, let my day keep me and 'twill. But do&s;t heare? Come to the Court. J will not &s;ay what I will do for thee. But come to the Court. I ow the two hundred pounds: I'll not deny't, if thou ask &s;even years hence for't, fare|well. I &s;ay no more, but come to the Court, and &s;ee if I will know thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, Sir, now you are in favour, you will know no body.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>True: tis ju&s;t. Why &s;hould we, when we are in favour know any body; when, if we be in di&s;grace, no body will know us? Farewell hone&s;t Trade&s;man.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>That is Synonima for a fool. An ironicall E|pithite, upon my Facunditie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Ma&s;ter <HI>Sarpego!</HI> I know you will &s;atisfie your own driblet of ten pound, I lent you out of my Pur&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Diogenes Laertius</HI> on a certaine time, deman|ding of <HI>Cornelius Tacitus</HI> an Areopagit of <HI>Syracu&s;a;</HI> what was the mo&s;t Commodious and expedite&s;t me|thod to kill the Itch, an&s;wered&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>An&s;wer me my monyes I be&s;eech you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Peremptorily, <HI>Careo Supinis;</HI> I want money. I confe&s;&s;e, &s;ome driblets are in the Debet. But, me
<PB REF="153">
thinks, that you being a Man of Wit, Braine, Foreca&s;t and Forehead, &s;hould not be &s;o ea&s;ie, (I will not &s;ay fooli&s;h, for that were a figure) as to lend a Philo&s;o|pher money, that cryes, when he is naked, <HI>Omn&icirc;a mea mecum porto.</HI> Well Sir, J &s;hall ever live to wish, that your owne Lanthorne may be your direction; and that, where ever you travell, the <HI>Cornu copia</HI> of A|bundance may accompany you. Yes &s;ure shall I. <HI>Vive valeque.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why look you Brother, It was thought, that I had a tender Pericranion; or, in direct Phra&s;e, that I was an unthri&s;ty fool. Signior no: you &s;hall now find, that I cannot only keep mine own, but other mens. It is rightly &s;aid, He that is poor in Appetite, may quickly be rich in Pur&s;e. De&s;ire little; covet little; no not your own: And you &s;hall have enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Enough?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Brother, litle enough. I confe&s;&s;e I am your Debtor for the loane of &s;ome hundred Marks. Now you have need: who has not? you have need to have it. I have need to pay it. Here's need of all hands. But Brother, you &s;hall be no loo&s;er by me. Purcha&s;e Wit; Get wit (look you) wit. And Brother, if you come to the Court, now my Mother and my Father have bought me an Office there, &s;o you will bring my Si&s;ter with you, I will make the be&s;t &s;hew of you that I can. It may chance to &s;et you up againe, Brother; tis many an hone&s;t mans fortune, to ri&s;e by a good Wife. Farewell &s;weet Brother. Prithee grow rich againe; and weare good Cloaths, that we may keep our Ac|quaintance &s;till. Farewell, deare Brother. <HI>Exit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. Rufflit&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat, does thy fi&s;t gape for mony from me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="154">
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope it is not the fa&s;hion, for a Gallant of fa&s;hion, to break for &s;o &s;mall a Portion as the &s;umme of an hundred Angells.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>For a Gallant of fa&s;hion to break, for a Gal|lant of fa&s;hion? Do&s;t thou know what a Gallant of fa&s;hion is? I'll tell thee. It is a thing that but once in three Moneths has money in his Pur&s;e; A creature made up of Promi&s;e and Prote&s;tation: A thing that foules other mens Napkins: tow&s;eth other Mens Sheets, flatters all he feares, contemns all he needs not, &s;terves all that &s;erve him, and undoes all that tru&s;t him. Do&s;t ask me mony, as I am a Gallant of fa&s;hion, I do thee Curte&s;ie, I beat thee not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I lent it you on your &s;ingle word.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis pittie but thou &s;houlde&s;t loo&s;e thy Free|dom for it: you Trade&s;men have a good Order in your Citty, Not to lend a Gentleman money without a Cittizen bound with him: But you for&s;ooth &s;corne Orders! By this light, tis pitty thou loo&s;e&s;t not thy Freedome for it. VVell, when I am flu&s;h, thou &s;halt feel from mee, Farewell. Prithee learne to have &s;ome witt. A hand&s;ome &s;treight young fellow, grown into a pretty Bear, with a proper bodyed VVoman to his VVife, and cannot beare a Braine! Farewell. Do&s;t heare? Be rul'd by me, Get money, do, Get money and keep it; would&s;t thrive? Be rather a knave then a Fool. How much do&s;t &s;ay I ow thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fifty pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou art in my Debt. I have given the Coun|&s;ell worth threeskore, Dog-cheap, well I'll rent the odde mony.</P>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Strange mad fellows the&s;e &s;ame, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> me thinks to deale withall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are right Mr. <HI>Lin&s;ie wol&s;ie&punc;</HI> I would my Genius had directed me, to deale alwayes with &s;uch
<PB REF="154">
hone&s;t neighbourly men as your &s;elfe. I hope you will not deny me a Curte&s;ie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not I, I prote&s;t, what is it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You took once a Jewell of me, which you &s;old for thirty pound, for which I have your Bond for &s;ixty, at your day of mariage. If you will now, becau&s;e I want pre&s;ent money, give me but twenty pound, I'll acquit you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>My good friend Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> I have no tricks and Jerks to come over you, as the witty Gentleman had ere while: But I know a plaine bargaine is a plaine bargaine: and wit is never good till it be bought. If twentie pound will plea&s;ure you, upon good &s;ecurity I will procure it you. A hundred if you plea&s;e, do you mark Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie?</HI> On good &s;ecurity. Otherwi&s;e you mu&s;t pardon me, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI> I am a poore Trade&s;man Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> keep both a Linnen and a VVollen Drapers &s;hop, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> according to my name, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> and would be loth to lend my money, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> to be laught at among my Neighbours, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> as you are Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI> And &s;o fare you wel, Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Is this the end of un&s;u&s;picious Freene&s;&s;e?</L>
<L>Are open hands of Chearfull Pietie,</L>
<L>A helpfull bounty, and mo&s;t ea&s;ie Goodne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Re<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">arded thus?</L>
<L>Is, to be hone&s;t, term'd to be a fool?</L>
<L>Re&s;pect it Heaven. Beare up &s;till merry heart.</L>
<L>Droop not: But &s;corne the worlds unju&s;t de&s;pi&s;ing.</L>
<L><HI>Who through Goodne&s;&s;e &s;inks, his fall's his Ri&s;ing.</HI></L>
</LG>
<STAGE>Enter Jeremy.</STAGE>
<P>O Ma&s;ter, Ma&s;ter, upon my knowledge, my Mi&s;tres is forced &s;ince your departure to be</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="155">
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>What <HI>Jeremy?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ier.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hone&s;t Sir. Get up your Debts as fa&s;t as you can abroad: For on my under&s;tanding (which great <HI>Iove</HI> knowes is but little) &s;hee will take up more then your due at home ea&s;ily.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Boy. Did&s;t never ob&s;erve at the Court gate, that the Lord was no &s;ooner off from his Hor&s;e-back but the Lackey got up into the Saddle and rode home?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir, tis common.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;corne not my Betters Fortune. And what is not my &s;inne, shall never be my shame.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>Introth I was faine to make my &s;elfe an A&s;&s;e, or el&s;e I had been tempted to have been a knave.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Boy, thou art now my Prentice. From hence be free. Poverty shall &s;erve it &s;elfe. Yet do one thing for me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jer.</SPEAKER>
<P>If it be in the power of my poore Sconce.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>If ever it be in thy po&s;&s;ible ability, wrong all Men, u&s;e thy wit, to abu&s;e all things, that have but &s;ence of wrong: For without mercie, all men have in|jur'd thy mi&s;tru&s;tles Ma&s;ter, Milk'd my thoughts from my heart, and money from my Pur&s;e, and, la&s;t, laught at my Credulity. Cheat, cho&s;en, live by thy Wits: Tis mo&s;t manly, therefore mo&s;t noble. Hor&s;es get their living by their Backs, Oxen by their necks, Swine and Women by their Fle&s;h, Only man by his Braine. In briefe be a knave and pro&s;per: For hone&s;ty has beggerd me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ier.</SPEAKER>
<P>Farewell Ma&s;ter. And if I put tricks upon &s;ome of them, let the end of the Comedie demon&s;trate.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am re&s;olv'd I will revenge. I never provok'd my braine yet. But now if I clap not fire in the tayles of &s;ome of the&s;e Sam&s;ons Foxes&mdash;&s;eems my defect of Fortune want of wit? Noe.</P>
<LG>
<PB REF="155">
<L>The &s;en&s;e of our &s;light &s;ports confe&s;&s;'d &s;hall have,</L>
<L>That any may be rich, will be a knave.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. II.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Sarpego, Tobias.</STAGE>
<STAGE>A Pur&s;e</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>EGregious and mo&s;t great of Expectation, my right dignified and truly <HI>Cice<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">onian Pupill,</HI> now that I have brought you into the Amoene fields with my ready thankfullne&s;&s;e for the loane of this ten pound, I commit you to the grace of Court.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall expect that money &s;hortly. Care to &s;end it; For I purcha&s;'d my place at a rack'd recom|pence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your <HI>Sarpego</HI> is no &s;lipperie Companion. You know I am to marry, and this money &s;hall provide me Complements.</P>
<Q>Sis bonus o faelixque tuis. I pede fausto.</Q>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Tob.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Cra&s;y like a lame Souldier.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Belov'd of <HI>Phoebus,</HI> Minion of the Mu&s;es, deare Water Bayley of <HI>Helicon,</HI> let it not be di&s;ta&s;t|full to thy Divine eares, to receive the humble Petiti|on of a poore Creature, made mi&s;erable by the policie of Providence. That thy rare and ab&s;olute Mu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">fi|cence might &s;upply what fortune had l<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t defective: I ki&s;&s;e thy learned toes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="156">
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>I tell thee, by the Axiomes of the Peripateticall <HI>Ari&s;totle,</HI> thou art a Mon&s;ter. My reward shall be therefore like thy &s;elfe, mon&s;trou&s;ly lame. This is a figure in Eloquution call'd <HI>Apoxege&s;is.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am not fed with Figures Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are an idle vagabond, and lye in wait for the blood of the learned. Labour, and live.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right eloquent and well-phra&s;ed Sir, my edu|cation has been liberall. I &s;ometimes fed my flock on horned Parna&s;&s;us: But my wants forc'd me to my Sword.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;hews his blade halfe way.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>You did peradventure &s;ip on the top of Science, <HI>Primoribus labijs,</HI> or &s;o, but did not convert it in <HI>Suc|cum &amp; &s;anguinem.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>That I may ever remaine a true man&mdash;Extend.</P>
<STAGE>He drawes.</STAGE>
<P>The Sun, Moon and the &s;even Planets are my invoked witne&s;&s;es, I should be grieved, that nece&s;&s;ity should make me grow violent on &s;o adored, adorned Gramma|ticall Di&s;ciplinary&mdash;Be gracious in Contribution&mdash;Sir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>J will give thee an infinite trea&s;ure. <HI>Sis integer vitae, &s;celeri&s;que purus. Vale</HI> poore Rogue.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, this Sword can bite&mdash;But, J know you had rather give it freely out of your own Proclivitie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes I prote&s;t, as I am Erudite. Here dreadfull <HI>Mavortian,</HI> the poor price of a Dinner.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<P>If I might in mode&s;ty importune the poore price of a Supper too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>I do &s;peak it in the Optative Mood, I do wish it lay in the modell of my Fortune to give harbour to your shaken &s;tate, yet receive this with appea&s;ed clutch.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>If I might not &s;eem audacious even to impu|dence, I poore Freshman in Literature, would implore
<PB REF="156">
of your well-&s;alted, &amp; be&s;t &s;ea&s;on'd vertue, &s;ome larger allowance to &s;upply my defects of Rayment, Books, and other nece&s;&s;aries: which magnificence shall ever intitle you, my mo&s;t bounteous <HI>Macaenas.</HI> Be induc'd to it Sir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Flouri&s;h Sword over him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar:</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, yes, that you may know how deare you are to me; Know this is more then u&s;uall large&s;&s;e&mdash;for <HI>non omnibus dormio</HI>&mdash;There's a Figure too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O yes Sir, I under&s;tand this Figure too very well. Now deare <HI>Mecenas,</HI> let me implore a Pur&s;e to inclo&s;e the&s;e Monyes in&mdash;Nay if you impart not with a chearfull forhead, Sir</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Sword a|gaine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Vae mi&s;ero mihi!</HI> &s;weet Pur&s;e adieu. <HI>Iterum ite|rumque vale.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>May you be importun'd to do it, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Sword.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>You shall have it in&s;tantly. I will only deprome, or take out a little &s;tuffing fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis no matter. As it is, As it is, good Sir, as it is. Jle accept it as it is. Mo&s;t fragrant-phra&s;ed Ma|&s;ter, &s;uffer thy &s;elfe <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">o be intreated. Doe&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Sword.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have mo&s;t powerfully per&s;waded: Take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t exorbitantly bounteous <HI>Mecenas,</HI> you have given me all this, have you not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, and you have taken all that, have you not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, but as your gift. <HI>Iove</HI> ble&s;&s;e thy browes, and make cleer thy Phi&s;nomy. <HI>Vale.</HI> Your learned Wor&s;hip &s;tincks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Barbari&s;me, Incongruity, and fal&s;e Orthography shame thee; The cur&s;e of <HI>Pri&s;cian</HI> take thee. All the parts of &s;peech
<PB REF="157">
defie thee. All the Interjections of &s;orrow, as <HI>Heu hei&punc;</HI> of Shunning, as <HI>Apage;</HI> of Di&s;daining, as <HI>Hem vah;</HI> of Scorning, as <HI>Hui;</HI> of Exclaiming, as <HI>Proh Deum at|que hominum fidem</HI> take thee. My deare Pupils lend|ings ha&s;t thou lewdly lick'd away: And &s;orrowfull <HI>Sarpego</HI> is lick'd dry. There's a figure left yet! But &ocirc; thou Ca&s;talion Traytor, Pick-pur&s;e of <HI>Parna&s;&s;us,</HI> and Hang-man of Helicon: <HI>Dives</HI> thir&s;t in thy Throat; <HI>Ix|ions</HI> wheel on thy back; <HI>Tantalus</HI> hunger in thy guts; and <HI>Si&s;yphus</HI> &s;tone in thy Bladder.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Cra&s;ie falls back.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O fearfull cur&s;e! Well; I haye given my fir&s;t pinch, and a little &s;cratch'd my Goat-bearded Gram|marian, that Broke je&s;ts on my uncunning ea&s;ine&s;s. But he with the re&s;t shall feele, that mode&s;t Simplicity is not alwayes a defect of wit, but will: What my willing hone&s;ty hath &s;eem'd to loo&s;e, my affected deceits shall recover. I'le rid 'em one after another, like Guts, till they shall &s;tink wor&s;e then Jewes.</P>
<LG>
<L>And they shall find with mo&s;t ashamed eyes,</L>
<L>The hone&s;t Brea&s;t lives only rich and wi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. II. Scene 2.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Jo&s;ina, Bridget.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>JO&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Bridget.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Bridget,</HI> I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here, Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That's comfortably &s;poken! Nay blu&s;h not:</L>
<L>We women can never have too much given us. And</L>
<L>Madame&punc; <HI>Jo&s;ina</HI> would &s;ound well.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes indeed, Madame <HI>Jo&s;ina Cra&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>No; not <HI>Cra&s;ie;</HI> hang <HI>Cra&s;ie: Cra&s;ie</HI> is my Hu&s;|bands name. I wonder why Women mu&s;t be called by their Husbands names, I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, they mu&s;t for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And why not men by their Wives?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Marrie for&s;ooth, becau&s;e that Men, when they marry, become but halfe men: And the other half goes to their Wives. And therefore &s;he is called Woman; where before &s;he was call'd but Mayd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is a married Man but halfe a Man? what is his other halfe then?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Truly, oftentimes, Bea&s;t. Which part the wife gives to boot, in exchange of her name. <HI>One knocks.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heark, &s;ome body knocks; goe &s;ee. What &s;hould any body knock at my Garden door for? I doe not u&s;e to be vi&s;ited in my Garden.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yonders a Gentleman craves admittance to conver&s;e with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le conver&s;e with no Gentleman. What have I to do with Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="158">
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>A fair-&s;poken, comely, mode&s;t Gentleman he is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is he &s;o? I'le &s;peak with no mode&s;t Gentleman&punc; You were be&s;t be his Bawd. But are you &s;ure he is a true Gentleman? does he weare clean Linnen, and lack Money?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here he comes for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Cra&s;y, like a Phy&s;itian.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is very confident, and forward, me thinks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Exqui&s;ite; very Elixir of Beauty, vouch&s;afe to receive the tender of my Faith to you; which I prote&s;t is zealou&s;ly devoted to your particular &s;ervice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may &s;peak lowder Sir: for I a&s;&s;ure you, my Mayd is very thick of hearing, and exceeding weake &s;ighted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then, Lady, let it be &s;poken in bold phra&s;e, I love you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thank you Sir. How &s;hould I &s;tile you, pray?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>My name is <HI>Pul&s;e-feel:</HI> A poor Doctor of Phy|&s;ick, that weares three-pile velvet in his Cap; has paid a quarters rent of his hou&s;e afore-hand; and as meanly as he &s;tands here, was made Doctor beyond the Seas. I vow (as I am right Wor&s;hipfull) the taking of my Degree co&s;t me twelve French crowns, and five and thirty pound of &s;alt Butter in upper <HI>Germany.</HI> I can make your beauty, and pre&s;erve it; Rectifie your Body, and maintain it; perfume your skin; tinct your haire; enliven your Eye; Heighten your Appetite. As for Gel|lies, Dentifrices, Diets, Minerall Fucu&s;&s;es, Pomatums, Fumes, Italian Masks to &s;leep in, either to moy&s;ten, or
<PB REF="158">
dry the Superficies of your face; paugh, <HI>Gallen</HI> was a Goo&s;e, and <HI>Paracel&s;us</HI> a Patch to Doctor <HI>Pul&s;e-feel&punc;</HI> Make me then happy, deare &s;weeting, in your private <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">avours: The which I vow with as much &s;ecrefie, con&s;tancie and Re&s;olution, to pre&s;erve, as you, with Bounty, &s;weetne&s;&s;e and Freenes &s;hall impart.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I prote&s;t you &s;peak very farre within me; I re|&s;pect you mo&s;t affectionatly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then Ile attend you at your Chamber: where the be&s;t plea&s;ure, youth, <HI>Cupid</HI> can mini&s;ter &s;hall en|tertaine you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Entertain me with plea&s;ure? what plea&s;ure I pray you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing but ki&s;&s;e you Lady, and &s;o forth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, for ki&s;&s;ing and &s;o forth, I care not; But look for no di&s;hone&s;ty at my hands, I charge you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will be provident.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And hone&s;t, I be&s;eech you: And &s;ecret, and re|&s;olute, I advi&s;e you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And very cha&s;t I command you. But a ki&s;&s;e, and &s;o forth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I under&s;tand you. This be my pledg of faith.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And this of mine.&mdash;The thought of me re&s;t with you. And heare you Doctor; I prithee pro|cure me &s;ome young Fellow, that can write: For I am &s;o troubled with Letters, that I neither read nor an|&s;wer&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Rely upon me. I can fit you rarely. I know a well qualified fellow, that danceth rarely, playes on di|vers
<PB REF="159">
In&s;truments, and withall is clo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I marry, Clo&s;e! Pray let me have him. Ki&s;&s;e and adiew.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will maintain it. He only, that knows it, per|mits, and procures it, is truly a Cuckold. Some fellow would be divorc'd now. <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> &s;peak; wilt be di|vorc'd? why, what and I were? why then thou art an A&s;&s;e, <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI> Why Sir? why Sir! why prithee tell me, what would thy Divorce hurt her? It would but give her more liberty. Shee &s;hould have bounteous Cu|&s;tomers; Gallants, that would hoi&s;t her tires, be&s;tow deep on her. And &s;he &s;hould be paid for't. You &s;peak &s;omewhat to the matter Sir. Nay <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> believe it, though &s;he be not a very mode&s;t woman for a Wife, thou may&s;t force her to be a rea&s;onable private wench for a Whore. Say you &s;o? Birlady, and I'le take your Coun&s;ell. 'Tis a pretty Drabb. I know not where to compa&s;&s;e &s;uch another? troth Sir, I'le follow your ad|vice.</P>
<LG>
<L>And, if my hopes prove not extreamly ill,</L>
<L>I'le keep her fle&s;h cha&s;t, though again&s;t her will.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Crack &s;inging.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He tooke her by the middle &s;o &s;mall</L>
<L>And laid her on the Plain:</L>
<L>And when he had his will on her,</L>
<L>He tooke her up againe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And what was &s;he then the wor&s;e for wearing?</L>
<L>Can you tell Mr. Doctor?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What art thou?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac:</SPEAKER>
<P>One Sir (I dare tell you in private) that can conduct you to a more lovely Creature, then her you la&s;t courted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="159">
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>A young Pimpe, a very &s;ucking-pig Pimpe! What an Age is this, when children play at &s;uch great game! So young, &s;o forward!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<STAGE>Sings.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>The young and the old mun too't, mun too't,</L>
<L>The young and the old mun to it;</L>
<L>The young ones will learn to do't, to do't,</L>
<L>And the Oldforget not to do it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Infant piece of Impudence ama<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">es me. Prithee what art thou? or whom do&s;t thou &s;erve, or broke for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>As delicate a piece of Woman-fle&s;h as ever Mortall laid lip to. O &s;he is all <HI>Venus!</HI> And, to come clo&s;e to you, &s;hee wants a Phy&s;ician. You are one I take it: I am a foole el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cras.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am catch'd? This habite will betray me. What is &s;hee, I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<STAGE>Sings.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>O &s;he is, &s;he is a matchle&s;&s;e piece,</L>
<L>Though all the world may wooe her;</L>
<L>Nor golden &s;howre, nor golden fleece,</L>
<L>Is price enough to do her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cras.</SPEAKER>
<P>For what wants &s;he a Phy&s;itian?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>For what you plea&s;e, when you come to her. Sir, upon my life, &s;hee's free from any Di&s;ea&s;e, but the Counterfeits. Will you know all Sir? &s;he wants a wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e mans coun&s;ell to a&s;&s;i&s;t her in getting a Husband. I take hold of you for that wi&s;e man, &s;hee relyes upon my Election. Will you go Sir? Tis in an exceeding civill
<PB REF="160">
hou&s;e; a preci&s;e one, indeed. Know you not Mr. <HI>Lin|&s;ey Wool&s;ey?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not at his hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pardon me Sir. At his very hou&s;e. All the wi&s;e wenches i'the Town will thwack to &s;uch Sanctuaries, when the times are trouble&s;ome, and Troopers trace the &s;treets in terror.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prithee, what call'&s;t thy Mi&s;tres?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>There &s;he lies Sir, by the name of Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Tryman;</HI> a rich young Corni&s;h Widdow; though &s;he was borne in <HI>Clearken-well;</HI> and was never halfe a dayes Journey from <HI>Bride well</HI> in her life. Her Father was a Pinn-maker&mdash;Sings.</P>
<LG>
<L>Along along, where the Gallants throng</L>
<L>By twenties, away the Widow to carry:</L>
<L>But let them tarry: For &s;hee will carry</L>
<L>Twenty, before that one &s;he will Marry.</L>
</LG>
<P>Will you along Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis but a weak ingagement: yet Ile goe;</L>
<L>Needle&s;&s;e are feares, where Fortunes are &s;o low.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt&punc;</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2 [recte 3]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT II. Scene II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Ticket and Rufflit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Widdow! what is &s;hee? or of whence?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>A lu&s;tie young wench, they &s;ay: A Corni&s;h Girle; able to wra&s;tle downe &s;tronger Chines then any of ours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>But how is &s;he pur&s;'d, <HI>Jack?</HI> Is &s;he &s;trong that way?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="160">
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prettie well for a younger Brother; worth 7 or 8 thou&s;and pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>How man!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are a married man, and cannot Rivall me&punc; I would not el&s;e be &s;o open to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;weare Ile help thee all I can. How did&s;t find her out?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have intelligence, that never failes me, &s;hee came to town neither but very lately; and lodg'd at Mr. <HI>Wol&s;eys.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who, <HI>Lin&s;y wol&s;ie,</HI> the Hermaphroditicall Dra|per! That's a precious No<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t-headed Ra&s;call. Hee'll goe neare to ayme at her him&s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Like enough. He may aime at her: But &s;hee will be hit by none but a Gentleman, that I heare <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"> Oh &s;hee has a fierce Ambition to a Lady&s;hip, though her late Husband was a Tanner.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Tanner, well <HI>Jack,</HI> cake heed how thou ven|tur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t on her to make her a Gentlewoman: She will kill <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hee at her Husbands occupation before thou wile be able to make her Hide gentle. Thou w<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters"> find a tough peece of Curriers work on her. Look who here is.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Toby, and Lin&s;ey wol&s;ie.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Truly&punc; Mr. <HI>Toby Sneakup,</HI> me thinks I find an alteration in my &s;elfe already.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, I told you; would you but give your Mind to it, you would be a Gentleman quickly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>How's this? let's &s;tand a&s;ide a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">tle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure, hee's about to turne him&s;elfe into a Gentleman to winne to the Widdow!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>And what a Tutor he has pickt out to in&s;truct him!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="161">
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Me thinks I love the name of a Gentleman a great deale better then I did.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>But could you find in your heart to lend a Gentleman a &s;core of Angells, Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ey,</HI> on his word?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Uhm&mdash;I is not gone &s;o farre upon me yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh, but it m<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;t though, I know it. A Citizen can never be a Gentleman, till he has lent all, or almo&s;t all his money to Gentlemen. What a while it was ere the rich Joyners &s;on was a Gentleman? when I my &s;elfe was a Gentleman fir&s;t, my mony did &s;o burne in my Pockets, that it co&s;t me all that ever I had, or could borrow, or &s;teal from my Mother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>But Mr. <HI>Toby,</HI> a man may be a Countrey Gentleman, and keep his money, may he not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ee Sir, This Widdow is remov'd from the Countrey into the City, to avoyd the multiplicity of Country Gentlemen that were here <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">uitors. Nay you mu&s;t be a Citty Gallant; or a Courtier.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ee no Courtiers, but are more apt to borrow, then to <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">end.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, tho&s;e that were born, or bred Courtiers I grant you, But to come to't at your yeares&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>I can the &s;ooner learne. Your Courtier Sir, I pray.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile tell you in a breife character was taught me. Speake nothing that you mean, performe nothing that you promi&s;e, pay nothing that you owe, flatter all a|bove you, &s;corne all beneath you, deprave all in pri|vate, prai&s;e all in publike; keepe no truth in your mouth, no faith in your heart; no health in your bones, no freind&s;hip in your mind, no mode&s;ty in your eyes, no Religion in your con&s;cience; but e&s;pecially, no Money in your Pur&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>O that Article &s;poyles all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="161">
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you do, take heed of &s;pending it on any thing but Panders, Puncks, and Fidlers; for that were mo&s;t unfa&s;hionable.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thank you Sir, for your Courtly and Gentle|manlike in&s;tructions, and wi&s;h you grace to follow them: I have &s;een too fearfull an example lately in my neighbour <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> who&s;e &s;teps I li&s;t not trace; nor lend my Money to be laught at among my Neighbours. Fare you well Sir.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha ha ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie!</HI> Well met. How does your faire Gue&s;t at home, Mrs. <HI>Tryman?</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ticket talks a&s;ide with Toby.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>How &s;hould he come to the knowledge of her? Some of the&s;e Gallants will &s;natch her up, if I prevent not &s;pee|dily.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;peak you not Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie?</HI> How does the Widow?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Truly not well Sir. Whether it be wearine&s;&s;e of her journey, change of ayre, or dyet, or what I know not; &s;omething has di&s;temperd her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or Love, perhaps of you Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Me? Ala&s;&s;e, I look like no &s;uch Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may in a &s;hort time.</P>
<STAGE>They two go a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<P>Harke hither Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>We overheard you man: And I gue&s;t as much before.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis very true Sir, &s;hee is worth nine thou&s;and pound: But marry &s;he will not'but a Gentleman: And I think I have beat him off o'th condition, I have put him off o' that &s;cent for ever, with a fal&s;e character, Heaven and the Court forgive me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou ha&s;t introth Boy: And on purpo&s;e to have her thy &s;elfe, I perceive it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>He does not. He's an A&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="162">
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, if I were a Batchelor, I &s;hould envy thy wit, and thy fortune. Is &s;he very hand&s;ome?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>So &s;o: You &s;hall &s;ee wee'll make a &s;hift with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie,</HI> I would you had her with all my heart; you &s;hall not want my good word and be&s;t wi&s;hes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you &s;peak this in earne&s;t Sir, or as you are a Courtier:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>In earne&s;t I, and as I am a Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then in earne&s;t, and as I am an hone&s;t man, I do not beleeve you. Mr. <HI>Toby Sneakup</HI> has told me what Gentlemen and Courtiers are, too lately.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Sneakup&punc;</HI> well met.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Mr. <HI>Rufflit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Crack</HI> &s;inging.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Now faire Mayds lay downe my B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">d,</L>
<L>And draw the Curtaines round:</L>
<L>Tell the World that I am dead,</L>
<L>And who hath given the wound,</L>
<L>Ah me poor Soul!</L>
<L>Alack for love I dye,</L>
<L>Then to the Sexton hie,</L>
<L>And cau&s;e the Bell to towle.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>O here he is! Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie,</HI> indeed my Ma&s;ter <HI>Wol&s;ie,</HI> if ever you will &s;ee my Mi&s;tres your Sweetheart alive, you mu&s;t goe home pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Sweetheart!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thinke &s;hee is; and that in death &s;he will be &s;o. I &s;peak by what &s;he &s;ayes, and others think.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis the Widows Boy,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is &s;he &s;icker then she was.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="162">
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>O shee is even &s;peechle&s;&s;e, and calls for you exceedingly. I fetcht a Doctor to her, and he can do her no good. Ma&s;ter <HI>Sarpego</HI> has made her Will and all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Has shee given me any thing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Quickly goe and &s;ee Sir, you will come too late el&s;e, I am going to get the Bell to towle for her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fare ye well Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Tic. Ruff.</HI> Nay, wee'll along with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sing.</P>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Did never truer heart</L>
<L>Out of the World depart,</L>
<L>Or cau&s;e the Bel to towle.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. III.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter in the Tryman, attended by <HI>I&s;abell, Jone, Cra&s;y,</HI> with an &V;rinall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>I&s;a.</SPEAKER>
<P>LOok up Mi&s;tres.</P>
<P><HI>Jo.</HI> Take a good heart, the wor&s;t is pa&s;t, feare not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ah, ah, ah.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>I&s;a.</SPEAKER>
<P>Reach the Bottle againe of Doctor <HI>Stephens</HI> water.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>No no, apply more warme cloaths to her &s;to|mack, there the matter lyes which &s;ends this di&s;tem|perature into her braine. Be of good cheer Gentle|woman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is Mr <HI>Wol&s;ie</HI> there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>I&s;a.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing but Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie</HI> ever in her mouth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray Sir, how do you like her? I am much af|fraid of her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="163">
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let me &s;ee, to night it will be full Moon. And &s;he &s;cape the turning of the next Tyde, I will give her a gentle Vomit in the morning, that &s;hall ea&s;e her &s;to|mack of this conflux of venomous humours, and make her able to &s;it a hunting Nag within this &s;ennight.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>A rare man &s;ure. And, I warrant, well &s;een in a Woman&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Uh, uh, uh, uh.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Cough and spit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;ayd, &s;pit out gently, &s;traine not your &s;elfe too hard.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Agh&mdash;fagh.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis very well done. La'you. Her colour be|gins to come. Ile lay all my skill to a me&s;&s;e of <HI>Tewks|bury</HI> Mu&s;tard, &s;hee &s;neezes thrice within the&s;e three houres&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Lin&s;y-wol&s;ie.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Sir want nothing, that your skill &s;hall approve nece&s;&s;ary in this time of need. Good Wives and kinde Neighbours, I thanke you for your cares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie</HI> there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>I&s;a.</SPEAKER>
<P>She does nothing but call for you Sir, pray &s;peak to her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where's Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here Lady. How do you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then I am even well me thinks&mdash;agh&mdash;agh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's very farr gone I feare, how do you find her di&s;ea&s;e Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dangerous enough Sir. For &s;hee is &s;icker in minde then in body. For I finde mo&s;t plainely the ef|fects of a deep melancholly, falne through her di&s;tem|perature of pa&s;&s;ion upon her Liver; much di&s;ordering, and withall wa&s;ting the vitals, leaving &s;carce matter for Phy&s;ick to worke on. So that her minde receiving
<PB REF="163">
the fir&s;t hurt, mu&s;t receive the fir&s;t cure.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Agh agh ah&mdash;pagh fagh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Cough up in a Ba&s;on</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>So &s;o: Straine not your &s;elfe too hard. No hurt; &s;o &s;o.</P>
<P>Here's melancholly and choller both in plenty.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;peaks with great rea&s;on, me thinks, and to the purpo&s;e, I would I under&s;tood him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you not know&punc; Sir, any that has offended her by open injury, or unkindne&s;&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas Sir, no &s;uch thing could happen &s;ince her coming hither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then, on my life, tis Love that afflicts her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh oh uh oh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have toucht her to the quick. I have found her di&s;ea&s;e, and that you may prove the abler Doctor in this extremity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who I? Alas I beleeve no &s;uch matter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie,</HI> Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here he is Lady. Pray &s;peak your minde to him. Mu&s;t I pull you to her? Here he is. What do you &s;ay to him? Pray &s;peak.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh no, no no no&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>She hath &s;omething troubles her that con|cernes onely you. Pray take her by the hand, do as I intreat you. Lady we will go, and leave you in private awhile, if you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray do. O but do not, pray do not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you perceive nothing in this pa&s;&s;ion of hers?</P>
<P>How does &s;he feel your hand?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, &s;he does &s;o quiddle it, &s;hake it, and gripe it!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are then the man Sir, the happy man. For &s;he &s;hall recover &s;uddenly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who I? Alack a day.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="164">
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>What will you have me dye inte&s;tate. Is not my Will made, as I directed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where are you <HI>Mr. Sarpego,</HI> with the Will.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Sarpego, Ticket, Rufflit, Toby.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Ad manum.</HI> Sweet Buds of Genero&s;ity, for|beare you may <HI>Admirare,</HI> at the abundance here &s;pecified: But not find a Legacie bequeath'd among you</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>A Will.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>We expect nothing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>I only wi&s;h your health, Lady; and that it may, or might have been my happine&s;s to &s;ue to you for Love; as I do now to the highe&s;t power for Life.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would I were married to her, as &s;hee is; and twere but for an hower, I car'd not. Had my mother been but acquainted with her, before &s;hee fell &s;ick, here had been a match!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>O Dij immortales!</HI> A rich Widdow &s;hall have Suiters on her Death-bed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Sir, It is too late to &s;peak of the&s;e things. I only crave and wish your prayers in your ab&s;ence: This place can yield no plea&s;ure to you I know. <HI>Mr. Wol&s;ey,</HI> pray your hand againe: I could be even content to live me thinks, if I had but &s;uch a man as you to my Huh, uh, uh, uh.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>To Ruff.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Shee Coughes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>By your leave. Pray by your leave. Help Women. Beare up her Body a little. Bow it forwards. So, &s;peak to her, Sr. Good Lady drink of this Cordyal.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>She drinckes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>How do you now for&s;ooth?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What now shee is drinking&mdash;Now &s;peake Sir, you or no man mu&s;t do her good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>How do you for&s;ooth?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="164">
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well &s;aid Sir, &s;peak chearfully to her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>How dee doe? how dee doe, Mi&s;tris <HI>Tryman</HI> How i&s;t now, ha?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Very comfortably &s;poken!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, was it not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas &s;hee cannot &s;peak. I'll call my Neigh|bour Mi&s;tres <HI>Sneakup.</HI> If any body can make her &s;peak, 'tis &s;hee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'll call my Mother for you. Shee will make her &s;peak, if &s;hee have but a word left in her belly&mdash;Ma&s;&s;e here &s;hee comes.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Pyannet and Io&s;ina.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>How comes it Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ey,</HI> that you have a Gentlewoman &s;ick in your hou&s;e, and not &s;end for me? Let me feel her hand. Ala&s;&s;e &s;he is &s;hrewdly di&s;tem|per'd. When had &s;hee a &s;toole Sir, Prithee Daughter &s;tep home to my Clo&s;et, and bring the Viall of&mdash;my owne Water, which &s;tands next to my blew Vel|vet Cabinet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's my Doctor was with me to day</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's a young Gentlewoman; may have many Children yet, let me note her eyes: I finde nothing there. When did you &s;ee her water Mr. Doctor?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Devill &s;ent this fury among us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>In troth I be&s;hrew you, Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ey,</HI> you &s;ent not for me, but I hope I come not too late. Pluck up a Womens heart, you &s;hall find a good Neighbour of me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will thank you in my Will. I &s;hall not live to thank you otherwi&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas talk not of your will. You &s;hall have time enough to think of that many yeares hence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="165">
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I tell her &s;o, Lady, yet &s;hee calls for it &s;till.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray let me &s;ee it, that I may &s;igne it. <HI>&V;h &V;h</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lord how my Daughter &s;tayes. Good Sir <HI>Andrew Ticket!</HI> worthy Mr. <HI>Rufflit!</HI> My Sonne <HI>To|bias</HI> is highly honor'd in your noble Acquaintance, and Courtly conver&s;ation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>We rather hold our &s;elves dignified, in being his indear'd Companions.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>I a&s;&s;ure you Mother, we are the three of the Court.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mo&s;t intirely thank you for him. And I do be&s;eech you make your &s;elves no &s;trangers to my poor hou&s;e. Wee are alone; can give but light enter|tainement, my Daughter and I; &s;ince my Sonne <HI>Cra|&s;ies</HI> misfortune drave him from us&mdash;</P>
<STAGE>Enter Io&s;ina with a Viall.</STAGE>
<P>O welcome Daughter&mdash;I be&s;eech you noble Sirs e&s;trange not your &s;elves to us, your Servants.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox o'your Complement.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give me the Viall Daughter. Take up the La|dy. Ta&s;t of this. It is a Compo&s;ition of mine owne di&s;tilling.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Try-drinks.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Uh, uh, uh, umh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well done. Nay it will make you break wind, I tell you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ticket and Rufflit Court I<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ina.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>By the &s;ervice I owe you &s;weet Mi&s;tres, tis un|fained. My Wife de&s;ires to &s;ee you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>As I can be&s;t witne&s;&s;e; And feares you enjoy not the libertie of a Woman, &s;ince your Husbands de|parture.
<PB REF="165">
Your Brother having promis'd too, to con|duct you to Court.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is confe&s;t, and I will do it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where the be&s;t entertainment a poore Ladyes chamber can afford, &s;hall expect you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall embrace it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sfoot, tis time to part you&mdash;Mi&s;tres, I be|&s;eech your help, joyn'd with your vertuous Mothers.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He pulls her a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>You forget the young man, that can Dance Write, and keep Coun&s;ell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I forget you not Lady. But I wi&s;h you to be|ware of the&s;e Courtiers, till I tell you what they are:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'll be hang'd if this Doctor be not of her &s;mock Coun&s;ell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>How is it now, good heart?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Much enlightned, I thank Heaven and you. Now, pray, read Sir my <HI>Will.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>In Dei nomine. Amen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>O let us heare the Will.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>I <HI>Iane Tryman</HI> of Knockers hole, in the County of <HI>Cornwall,</HI> Widdow, Sick in Body, but whole in Mind, and of perfect memory, do make my la&s;t Will and Te&s;tament, in Manner and Forme following.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>As for the Manner and Forme tis no matter. To the Legacies, briefly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hum hum. <HI>Imprimis,</HI> A Dole of Bread to be given to the Poore of this Parish&mdash;five pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay. This I intreat of you <HI>Mr. Wol&s;ey,</HI> that whether I live or dye, this Dole may be given to mor|row. It was the Charge of my Mother to &s;ee it done; Saying, it was better to take the Prayers of the Poore with me, then leave them to be &s;ent after.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>It shall be done: and you, I hope, shall &s;ee it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>To Mr. <HI>Sarpego,</HI> the Writer hereof, A Mourn|ing
<PB REF="166">
Gown, and forty pound, to Preach at the Fune|rall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! forty pound?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Di boni!</HI> No. Tis forty shillings. <HI>Item</HI> to my Nephew, Sir <HI>Marmaduke Trevaugh an</HI> of St. <HI>Mine|ver,</HI> one thou&s;and pound in Gold. <HI>Item</HI> to my Ne|phew Mr. <HI>Francis Trepton,</HI> one thou&s;and pound in Gold. <HI>Item</HI> to my Kin&s;man, Sir <HI>Stephen Leggleden,</HI> I do forgive two thou&s;and pound, for which his Lands are Mortgaged to me. <HI>Item</HI> to his Daughter, my God-daughter <HI>Iane Leggleden,</HI> five hundred pound in money; my be&s;t Ba&s;on and Ewer; two &s;ilver Flaggon Pots, and three &s;ilver and gilt &s;tanding Cups. <HI>Item</HI> to the poore of the Pari&s;h of <HI>Knockers-hole,</HI> ten pound, and forty pound towards the reparation of their Church. <HI>Item</HI> to Mr. <HI>Lin&s;ey wol&s;ey</HI> the Ring, which was my Wedding Ring, and fifty other Rings, with &s;everall &s;tones in my Trunck, in his hou&s;e, valued at two hundred and fifty pounds. <HI>Item</HI> to all his &s;er|vants, and to the Women that attended me in my &s;ickne&s;&s;e, five pound a piece.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jone.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now the Lord receive her to his mercy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>I&s;a</SPEAKER>
<P>My Legacy will &s;ave her life; for never any body dyed yet, that bequeathed me any thing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Item,</HI> to my Page <HI>Jeffery Crack</HI> forty pound. And all my other Servants ten pound a peice. <HI>Item</HI> to my Neece <HI>Barbara Tredrite</HI> five hundred pound; my &s;econd Ba&s;on and Ewer, a dozen of &s;ilver Di&s;hes, and four dozen of &s;ilver Spoones. La&s;tly, all the re&s;t of my Lands, Jewels, Plate, Money, Debts, Moveables and Unmoveables, to my dear and loving Brother, Sir <HI>Gre|gory Flamsted,</HI> whom I make my full Executor. <HI>In cujus rei te&s;timonium, &amp;c.</HI> This is the briefe of it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis well. Onely add to it&mdash;<HI>&V;h</HI>&mdash;A Gold Chaine al&s;o in my Trunk to this vertuous Gentlewo|man.
<PB REF="166">
And another Chaine, that is there of Pearle, to her Daughter. To this learned Doctor twenty pound. And to the Gentlemen which have vi&s;ited me, for them and their freinds an hundred pound to be &s;pent in a Banckquet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Hoc nihil refert.</HI> I mu&s;t write all over againe then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do &s;o then. And make your forty shillings five pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Gratias vel ingentes ago.</HI> It &s;hall be done&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Mr. <HI>Wol&s;ie,</HI> and your vertuous Neighbour here, I intreat, that when I have &s;igned this Will, that you keep it til my Brother comes to Town. This Doctor shall direct you in all. And that he may be the better able &s;o to do, I de&s;ire you all that I may a while be private with him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Omnes.</SPEAKER>
<P>With all our hearts.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes praeter Cra&s;y, Tryman.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are they all gone?</P>
<P>Now Mr. Doctor, what think you of the &s;ick Widow?</P>
<P>Has she done her part hitherto?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Beyond my expectation! Better then I for a Doctor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are right. And I am even the &s;ame for a Widow as you for a Doctor. Do not I know you? Yes good Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI> I dare tru&s;t you, becau&s;e you mu&s;t tru&s;t me. Therefore know, that I the rich Widow am no better, then a Lady that mu&s;t live by what I beare about me. The vulgar tran&s;lation you know, but let them &s;peak their plea&s;ure, I have no Lands, and &s;ince I am borne, mu&s;t be kept, I may make the be&s;t of my owne, and if one member maintaine the whole body, what's that to any one?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I collected as much by your young Whiskin that brought me hither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="167">
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>It was by my direction that he did &s;o. And, by my In&s;tructions, he has had an Eye upon you in all your di&s;gui&s;es ever &s;ince your pretended <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ourney out of Towne. Nay &s;tartle not, nor mu&s;e at my acquain|tance with you: I have had you in my Purlews, be|fore you were a Freeman: And will hereafter give you certaine tokens of it. In the mean time, if you comply with me, you can be no loofer by it. I am grown weary of my old cour&s;e; and would faine, by wi&s;er, do my &s;elfe good, before Age or Di&s;ea&s;es make it too late.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will work clo&s;e and friendly with thee. Therefore &s;ay, this rich Cock&s;combe is thine owne. O here comes your Pigg-wiggen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is of Coun&s;ell, and one of us. He is indeed my Brother, and has been one of the true blew Boyes of the Ho&s;pitall; one of the &s;weet &s;ingers to the City Funeralls with a two penny loafe under his arme.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well: He never &s;ung to the wheele in Saint <HI>Brides</HI> Nunnery yonder.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay <HI>Jeff,</HI> be not angry; thou ha&s;t &s;ung to the Organs I know, till fearing their downfall, thou be|took&s;t thy &s;elfe into my more certaine &s;ervice. All freinds, good <HI>Jeff.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, we mu&s;t all agree, and be linckt in Covenant together.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>By Indenture Tripartite, and't plea&s;e you, like <HI>Subtle, Doll,</HI> and <HI>Face.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Witty <HI>Jeff.</HI> I cannot &s;ee which can be &s;par'd from the re&s;t, lea&s;t the whole trade break.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Crack &s;ings.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Then let us be freinds, and mo&s;t freindly agree.</L>
<L>The Pimp and the Punck and the Doctor are three,</L>
<L>That cannot but thrive, when united they be.</L>
<L>The Pimp brings in cu&s;tome, the Punck &s;hee gets trea&s;ure,</L>
<L><PB REF="167">Of which the Phy&s;itian is &s;ure of his mea&s;ure,</L>
<L>For work that &s;he makes him in &s;ale of her plea&s;ure.</L>
<L>For which, when &s;he failes by di&s;ea&s;es or paine,</L>
<L>The Doctor new Vamps and up&s;ets her againe.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou art a brave Lad, and in the high way of preferment.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not the high <HI>Holborne</HI> way, I hope Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And for you Dam&s;ell, as I &s;ayd before, &s;ay to your &s;elfe, the Match is yours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>I mean to &s;ay, and know it &s;hortly. Some three dayes hence all may be compleated. Now draw the Curtaines; and follow your affaires, while I put on my &s;ick Face againe. <HI>&V;h, uh, uh.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>They put in the Bed, and withdraw all. Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. III. Scene II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Sarpego.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>NOw could I Acco&s;t that Catlinarian Traytor, that defea|ted me of my ten pound, I have a precogitated Ora|tion &s;hould make him &s;u&s;pend him&s;elfe. But <HI>Abiit, e|va&s;it, erupit.</HI> Or if the rich Widow would have dyed, there had been a &s;upply. But &s;he is nearer a Nuptiall, then a Funerall: And hopele&s;&s;e <HI>Sarpego,</HI> that &s;hould wed, has not to furni&s;h him to his intent, <HI>Vae mihi mi|&s;ero nec Aurum, nec Argent&mdash;tum!</HI> Here comes my Beatitude.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="168">Enter Bridget.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, are you here Sir? I was to &s;eek you. My old Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e would &s;peak with you in&s;tantly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Legitimate Spou&s;e, when is our day of con|junction?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Our day of conjunction? Mary faugh Good|man Fi&s;te. Our day of conjunction?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did you not once vow you did love me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did not you once &s;wear you had money?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Hic jacet,</HI> I am now but a dead man.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Pyannet, Sneakup, Cra&s;ie&mdash;like a Court-Me&s;&s;enger.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O where's Mr. <HI>Sarpego?</HI> Fortunate Mr. <HI>Sarpe|go?</HI> Venerable Mr. <HI>Sarpego?</HI> O Sir, you are made. Never thinke under right wor&s;hipfull. Imagine nothing beneath Dama&s;que Gownes, Velvet Jackets, Satten Sleeves, Silk Nightcaps, two Pages and a Footcloth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Son of <HI>Phoebus</HI> rectifie your Brain-pan.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sne.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed, and't &s;hall plea&s;e your Wor&s;hip, it is&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is! What is it? You will be &s;peaking, will you? And your Wife in pre&s;ence, will you? you &s;hew your bringing up. Ma&s;ter <HI>Sarpego,</HI> ble&s;&s;e the time that ever you knew the Progeny of the <HI>Sneakups:</HI> my wor|&s;hipfull Son and Heire apparent hath preferred you to be the young Prince his Tutor. Here's <HI>Mr. Holywater,</HI> a Gentleman; of place, a Courtier; of Office, is &s;ent for you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right fortunately-learned Sir. So pa&s;&s;ionate|ly doth his Grace approve the Language, Literature, and Haviour of your &s;ometimes Pupill, <HI>Ma&s;ter To|bias Sneakup.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Umh.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>That I was, with all expedition, commanded to intreat your in&s;tant Attendance.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="168">
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Umh Umh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis even &s;o Sir; You are like to po&s;&s;e&s;s a Princes eare; you may be in place, where you may &s;corn your foes; countenance your friends; cheri&s;h vertue, controule vice, and de&s;pi&s;e fortune: Yes &s;ure &s;hall you Sir. And (which I had almo&s;t forgot) your old Pupill intreats you to &s;end him by me the ten pound he lent you: An od ten pound, that he may be furni&s;h'd with the more &s;eemly Complements to con|duct you to his Grace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Quid nunc?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Whi&s;t Mr. <HI>Sarpego.</HI> Let not your poverty be read in your face. Here's ten pieces. Bear it as your own payment: You talk of ten pound for my Son, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, an od driblet. Here, Friend, I u&s;e not to carry Silver: Convey it in Gold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope, dear Love, you will not forget your affection to me now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Poor Maid, I will prefer thee to &s;cratch my head; make my Bed; wash my Shirt, pick my toes, and evacuate my Chamberpot. I will in&s;tantly procure mee attire, fitting my fortune, and attend the Grace of Court&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now am I but a dead woman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am much griev'd for't. It was your &s;onnes much labouring, that Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> was &s;ent for, to &s;ell his Grace &s;ome Jewells: But &s;ince his fortunes are &s;o &s;unk that he hides his head, I can but lament his lo&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shall I tell you Sir, (pray you husband &s;tand a|&s;ide;) My Son-in-Law <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> is not now worth&mdash;his very wife. We hop'd he would have prov'd a crafty Merchant, and he prov'd an hone&s;t man, a Begger (if I chance to &s;peak above your capacity, I pray tell me of
<PB REF="169">
it) And as I &s;aid, when I perceiv'd he began to melt, and that every &s;tranger abu&s;ed him; I, having &s;ome wit, fell too, and mo&s;t cozen'd him my &s;elf. I look'd for my daughters good: And &s;o betwixt us, found the trick to get, or &s;teale from him two Jewells of good deep value, being indeed the main of his re&s;t of Fortune. Now Sir, I come to you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, now you come to the point.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right Sir: For there is no woman, though she u&s;e never &s;o many by-words, but yet in the end she will come to the point. Now Sir, I having the&s;e Jewells, will &s;end them by my husband. A poor ea&s;ie weak man, as you &s;ee; but very obedient in truth&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>By your husband.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, do you mark? By my husband. But now note my wit: His Grace knows not <HI>Cra&s;ie:</HI> My hu&s;|band, habited like a Citizen, shall take the name of <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> upon him; offer his Jewells to the Prince; you shall pre&s;ent them; prai&s;e them and rai&s;e them: His Grace payes; my husband returns; and we will share. Do you approve?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay admire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away then. No Complement among good wits; but away. Come your ways hi|ther, good man; Put off your hat; Make a leg; Look &s;imply. Why &s;o! Pish, ne're tell me: He will make a rare Citizen. I have Jewells for you to carry to the Prince.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Cra&s;.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes for&s;ooth, I'le carry them.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>La! you are &s;o quick! I have charg'd you not to shoot your bolt, before you under&s;tand your mark. And you shall carry them like a Citizen; call your &s;elf <HI>Cra&s;ie;</HI> &s;ell them at my price; and now ca&s;t no further. You &s;ee the limits of your under&s;tanding. Now Sir, how will you bear your &s;elf to his Grace?
<PB REF="169">
How behave your &s;elfe at Court?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope I am not too wi&s;e to learne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, that was well &s;poken. Mode&s;t mi&s;tru&s;t is the fir&s;t &s;tep to knowledge. Remember that &s;en|tence. Now mark. I will in&s;truct you: When you come at the Court gate, you may neither knocke nor pi&s;&s;e. Do you mark? You go through the Hall co|ver'd; through the great Chamber cover'd; through the Pre&s;ence bare; through the Lobby cover'd; through the Privy Chamber bare; through the Privy Lobby cover'd; to the Prince bare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le doe't I warrant you. Let me &s;ee. At the Court gate neither knock nor make water. May not a man break wind?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Umh, yes: but (like the Exchequer payment) &s;omewhat abated.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Through the great Chamber bare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cover'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Cover'd? Well: Through the Pre&s;ence co|ver'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Bare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Bare? I will put all dowe in my Table-book, and con it by the way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well thought on. Something he has in him like my husband! But now you come before the brow of Royalty. Now for your carriage there Sir: Sup|po&s;e me the Prince. Come in, and pre&s;ent. Here &s;its the Prince. There enters the Jeweller. Make your ho|nors. Let me &s;ee you do it hand&s;omly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, now I come in; make my three legs&mdash;And then&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Kneele.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes; and &s;ay&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>What?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, that I know not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="170">
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>An't plea&s;e your Grace, I have certain Jewells to pre&s;ent to your liking.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>An't plea&s;e your Grace, I have certain Jewels to pre&s;ent to your liking.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is this <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> that had wont to &s;erve me with Jewells? It is that hone&s;t man, &s;o plea&s;e your High|ne&s;&s;e. That's for M. <HI>Holywater,</HI> the by-flatterer to &s;peak. You are a Cuekoldly Knave, Sirrah, and have often a|bu&s;ed me with fal&s;e and deceitfull &s;tones.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>My &s;tones are right, &s;o plea&s;e your Ex|cellence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why that was well, Very well. I perceive there is a certain infection taken with lying with a wo|man that hath a good wit. I finde it by my husband. Come, I'le di&s;gui&s;e you, and away to Court in|&s;tantly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Truly wife, I fear J &s;hall be di&s;cover'd among the Gallants pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, no, A fool is never di&s;cover'd among mad|men.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. III. Scene III.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Tryman, Cra&s;y.</HI></STAGE>
<STAGE>Cra&s;y in his Court habit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>WEll <HI>Dol,</HI> (that thou &s;ai&s;t is thy name) though J had forgotten thee, J prote&s;t. About <HI>London-wall</HI> was it (&s;ai&s;t thou?) Well, J can|not but highly commend thy wi&s;dom in this, that &s;o
<PB REF="170">
well ha&s;t mended thy election; from being a foun|tain of aches, bald brows, and broad pla&s;ters, thus to remember thy Creation.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>I did con&s;ider, and I thinke rightly, what I was; and that men that lov'd my u&s;e, lov'd it but to loath me: Therefore I chang'd my &s;elf into this &s;hape of a demure, innocent Countrey Widdow, that had &s;carce beauty enough to be tempted, but not wit e|nough to be naught; and quite for&s;ook the path I trod in, and betook me to this private cour&s;e of co|zenage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>But all my wonder is at the means, how thou gott'&s;t into this hou&s;e and reputation. And to be held a woman of &s;uch an e&s;tate.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>That &s;hall bee made plaine to you here|after.</P>
<STAGE>Enter Crack.</STAGE>
<P>Now Brother <HI>Geffrey,</HI> where left you M <HI>Wol&s;ie?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crack.</SPEAKER>
<P>Among the Mercers, &s;o troubled, as if all the Sattin in <HI>Cheap&s;ide</HI> were not enough to make you a wedding Gowne. He is over-joy'd that his happy day is at hand; and I over-heard him invite one &s;pe|ciall friend to his Nuptialls. He cannot contain him|&s;elf. On a &s;udden he fell a &s;inging, <HI>O &s;hee's a dainty Widdow.</HI> O are you come Sir, in your new &s;hape? Dos not that beard fit you hand&s;omly? Thank my ac|quaintance with the Players.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thinke thou art acquainted any way, to &s;et out knavery.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you can perform your part as well, 'tis well. Heark, I hear him coming.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="171">Enter Lin&s;ie VVool&s;ie.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhere are you &s;weet Widdow? Look you, Look you: How do you like the&s;e patterns?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, here's a Gentleman has a Letter to you: He tells me it imports the making, or the undo|ing of his deare&s;t friend.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>From whom, I pray you?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Lin. reads.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your &s;ometimes neighbor Sir, M: <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;hall take effect, doubt not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;cratches his head, though.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>He had as liefe part with his blood as his money.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>M. <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> writes to me for thirty pound; the value of a Ring I had of him. I grant I am to pay three&s;core at my day of Marriage. But we are all mortall. And who knowes whether I &s;hall live till to morrow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>If not, Sir, your Bond is due to night: For it is equally payable at your hour of death.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, but &s;uch payments never trouble a man. What the eye &s;ees not&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you in Bonds, M. <HI>Wool&s;ie,</HI> for your day of Marriage?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Only for this &s;ixty pound. 'Tis for that Ring you weare, and I gave you upon our Contract. 'Tis worth thirty pound ready mony.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then when you are married, you may &s;ay you paid the re&s;t for your wife. Pray Sir make even &s;uch reckonings before you wed. It will &s;hew nobly in you towards your poor Creditor, and be a &s;peciall argument of your love to me, your wife. Pray di&s;|charge it, I &s;hall not think you love me el&s;e.</P>
<P>Heark you Sir, if you will take thirty pound in full
<PB REF="171">
payment, and give me in my Bond, here is your mony. 'Tis your be&s;t cour&s;e. Alas, I am an unlikely fellow for wedlock. What woman, thinke you, would be&s;tow her &s;elf upon me, a &s;tale Batchellor, unhand&s;ome and poor&mdash;not worth above &s;ix or &s;even thou&s;and pound? Do; take thirty pound.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>If you plea&s;e to be friend Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> but wich thirty pound, Ile &s;et it receiv'd upon the Bond. Here it is. And he &s;hall demand no more till it be due.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray Sir pay it all, and take in your Bond. You &s;hall be married within the&s;e two dayes; to morrow, if you plea&s;e: VVhat u&s;e will your money yeeld you for a night? Pray pay it. In truth I'le pay it el&s;e. 'Tis but three&s;core pound.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sai&s;t thou &s;o, Sweetheart. Come Sir. Come in and tell your money&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>And thank you too, good M. <HI>Lin&s;ie VVol&s;ie,</HI> that knew &s;o well, a bargaine was a bargaine, and would not part with your money to be laugh'd at a|mong your neighbours. I would heartily now, if I could intend it. But I mu&s;t pur&s;e your money, and then about my Court affairs. This wench I am in|finitely beholden to. She remembers &s;ome old curte|&s;ie that I have forgotten. Perhaps I pidled with her when I was Prentice.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="172">
<HEAD>ACT. III. Scene IV.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Sarpego,</HI> in gorgeous Apparell.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>THis is the Pre&s;ence. I am much amaz'd, or &s;tupified, that Mr. <HI>Tobias Sneakup,</HI> my quon|dam Pupill, attends not my Conduct! Ha! So in|&s;tant was his Grace, his importunity to enjoy me, that although I purcha&s;ed the loan of Cloaths, yet I had not vacation, nor indeed variety to &s;hift my &s;hirt. And now I come to Court, I feel certain little Cattell of infamous generation about me, that do mo&s;t in&s;eparably haunt me. Now if (when the Prince &s;urveyes me) any of them being &s;trangers here, &s;hould peep to behold &s;trange &s;ights, and his Grace perceive them, what &s;hould I an&s;wer?&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Cra&s;ie at the hangings.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, my glorified <HI>Pedant</HI> in his mo&s;t naturall &s;trut!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will &s;ay it was by influence of the heavens; or, to appear the more perfect Courtier at the fir&s;t da&s;h, I will &s;ay, that though my out&s;ide were glorious, yet of purpo&s;e I left my in&s;ide low&s;ie.</P>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Sneakup</HI> like a Citizen.</STAGE>
<P><HI>Sed, O Dii! Quem video? nonne</HI> Mr. <HI>Sneakup?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>See my wor&s;hipfull Father-in-Law! Now the Woodcocks &s;hoot into the glade.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="172">
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray ye peace, you mu&s;t not know me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>O mon&s;trum horrendum!</HI> May not you and I know one another?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray go home, and ask my wife.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> in haste.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI> Is not one Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> here?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir. Here is Mr. <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> for a need Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well done: Be bold Sir. Let not your di&s;&s;i|mulation be read in your eyes. You know me; give me the Jewells.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let me alone to pre&s;ent them to his Grace, and prai&s;e them, before you are call'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you do &s;o Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes; For you know I mu&s;t not &s;eem to in|deare them before your face: For that would &s;mell rank of corre&s;pondency.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ay right Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>But betwixt us both wee'l make a &s;hift to cheat him. Stay you here. I will returne in&s;tantly. O Mr. <HI>Sarpego!</HI> Your Pupill will come and conduct you pre|&s;ently.</P>
<LG>
<L>Thus &s;ometimes, by deceit, deceit is known:</L>
<L>'Tis hone&s;t craft, by wit to get ones own.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Ticket, Rufflit, Toby.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>My <HI>Quondam Pedagogue!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>My <HI>Nuper Alumnus!</HI> Come, pre&s;ent me to the Grace of Greatne&s;s. I am ready; behold I am approach'd according to thy intreats, to approve thy prai&s;e, and mine own perfection. Set on: His Grace &s;hall &s;ee that we can &s;peake true Latin, and con&s;true <HI>L<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">dovicus vives:</HI> Go, &s;et on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="173">
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>I cry you mercy Sir. Upon my troth, I tooke you for Mr. <HI>Sarpego,</HI> my learned Tutor. He is very like him; Is he not Gentlemen? But now I come to my &s;elfe againe, I remember this was never his walke, nor the&s;e his cloaths.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sent you not a Nuntius, or a Me&s;&s;enger for me, intimating, that it was his Grace his in&s;tant de&s;ire, to entertain me as his In&s;tructor?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas, he has over-&s;tudied him&s;elf! You were be&s;t let blood in time Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sent I not you, by the &s;ame me&s;&s;enger, your ten pound?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>My ten pound? Ha, ha ha: I would laugh i faith, if you could bob me off with &s;uch payment.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure Sir, you u&s;e &s;ome Dormitaries. Be&s;t &s;have your head, and 'noint it with Oyl of Ro&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Father! Father!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray peace &s;on. The plot will be di&s;cover'd el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>The plot? what plot?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Jewells are &s;ent in, What, I am Mr. <HI>Cra|&s;ie</HI> now, you know. I &s;hall be &s;ent for in to his Grace in&s;tantly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mid&s;ummer Moon! Mid&s;ummer Moon!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>In very truth &s;on, hit as 'twill, I &s;ay we are beholding to Mr. <HI>Holywater.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heaven not ble&s;&s;e me, if I under&s;tand not the Baboons mumpings better then your &s;peech. You are more dark then <HI>Delphos.</HI> What <HI>Holywater?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why the Gentleman, you know, you &s;ent to bring M. <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> to &s;erve his Grace with Jewells.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Father, Heaven pardon me: For &s;ure I have a great de&s;ire to call you Cock&s;comb. I &s;ent no man; nor is there any &s;o &s;tiled as <HI>Holywater</HI> about the Court.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="173">
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you not want &s;leep &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or have you not &s;een a &s;pirit &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or have you not over-mus'd, or over-thought your &s;elfe, as wee doubt Mr. <HI>Sarpego,</HI> here, has done?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Or has not my mother over-beaten you, fa|ther? You may tell me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Son, I am not &s;o very a foole, but I perceive I am made a &s;tark A&s;&s;e. Oh &s;onne, thy father is co|zen'd; and thy mother will beat me indeed, unle&s;&s;e your charity conceal me in the Court here, till her fu|ry be over.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ticket.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee &s;hall &s;tay at my Wives Cham|ber.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Rufflit.</SPEAKER>
<P>And there in&s;truct us in the pa&s;&s;ages of this cozenage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do not weep father. My Lady <HI>Ticket</HI> will appea&s;e all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Adieu Mr. <HI>Sarpego.</HI> Lure your braines backe againe.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Sic tran&s;it gloria Mundi.</HI> The learned is Co|ny-caught; and the lover of <HI>Helicon</HI> is laugh'd at. The la&s;t &s;ix-pence of my fortune is &s;pent; and I will go cry in private.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="174">
<HEAD>ACT. IIII.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> like a Dancer.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>NOw, whil&s;t my politike Mother-in-Law is in expectation of her great adventure, and my wor&s;hipfull Father-in-Law &s;tinks at Court for feare of her; I in this la&s;t di&s;gui&s;e will pur&s;ue my new affairs. Me-thinks the&s;e Jewells &s;mile on me now more chear|fully then when they were mine owne before. Fir&s;t to my hone&s;t Punk.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Crack</HI> meets <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> at the doore.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who would you &s;peak with Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>With thy &s;i&s;ter. Do&s;t thou not know mee <HI>Jeffrey.</HI> Where is &s;he? Look better on me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, is it you Sir? Hang me if I knew you in this habit; though I was &s;et here on purpo&s;e to watch for you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the matter <HI>Jeffrey?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir &s;he is fallen into a new fit of Melancholy. Some new project &s;he has in her noddle. But &s;he de|&s;ires you to worke upon this, [<HI>he gives him a paper.</HI>] I dare not be &s;een to talk with any body.&mdash;<HI>Exit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>What new device is this? [<HI>he reads.</HI>] Since I la&s;t &s;aw you, your Mother-in-Law, Mrs. <HI>Sneakup,</HI> has earne&s;tly dealt with me to make me a Bride for her &s;onne <HI>Tobias.</HI> If there may be any thing wrought out of it to benefit you, I will &s;uddenly take occa&s;ion to
<PB REF="174">
break with the Foole <HI>Wol&s;ie;</HI> of whom I am heartily weary; and after, be wholly di&s;po&s;ed by you. Sure this wench &s;tudies nothing but my profit. Well: I have thought already to make the be&s;t of her. Now to my new Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e. This is the hou&s;e, and here's her maid.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Bridget.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would you &s;peak with any here Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>With your Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, (I take it) Mri&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>May not I deliver your mind unto her Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>My bu&s;ine&s;s is of weight and &s;ecre&s;ie: yet you may tell her, here is the Gentleman that her Do|ctor &s;ent her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;he expects him mo&s;t impatiently&mdash;Pray en|ter Sir. She's ready for you, there before you Sir&mdash;</P>
<STAGE>Exit Cra&s;ie.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>A bu&s;ine&s;&s;e of mine owne makes me wait here.</L>
<L>I think I &s;aw my learned Love make this way.</L>
<L>But he (alas) though &s;mall in fle&s;hly growth,</L>
<L>By rea&s;on of his high preferment is</L>
<L>Now growne too great for me.</L>
</LG>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Sarpego</HI> mu&s;ing.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>'Tis hee; I know his &s;tature,</L>
<L>Though not his cloaths, the En&s;igns of his greatne&s;s,</L>
<L>In which how big he &s;eems, though but a &s;prawler!</L>
<L>So cloaths can make men greater, but not taller.</L>
<L>He's deep in &s;tudy; I dare not interrupt him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have adventur'd, though with trembling feet,</L>
<L>Unto this Man&s;ion, to exonerate,</L>
<L>At lea&s;t extenuate my &s;u&s;pirations</L>
<L><PB REF="175">For my dear lo&s;s. The Lady of this place.</L>
<L>Who had an equall venture, and hath &s;uffer'd</L>
<L>In the &s;ame Fate with me, may ea&s;e my &s;orrow.</L>
<L><HI>Solamen mi&s;eris &s;ocios habui&s;&s;e doloris.</HI></L>
<L>I of my wrongs, and &s;he of hers &s;hall clamor.</L>
<L>But <HI>ecce no&s;ter ubi e&s;&s;et Amor.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t wor&s;hipfull Sir, welcome from Court, If your poor Handmaid may pre&s;ume to &s;ay &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar:</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is your Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e? I mean your grand Matrona, Mrs. <HI>Sneakup.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>In the fir&s;t place let me be&s;eech you Sir,</P>
<P>Vouch&s;afe your an&s;wer to a longing Maid,</P>
<P>That can be comforted in nothing more,</P>
<P>Then the good newes of your pro&s;perity;</P>
<P>Of which I hope a part at lea&s;t to be,</P>
<P>Preferr'd by your late promi&s;e to your &s;ervice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will now breath a mo&s;t &s;trong and Poeticall execration</P>
<P>Again&s;t the Univer&s;e. [<HI>Bri.</HI>] Sir I be&s;eech you&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>From henceforth <HI>Erit Fluvius Deucalionis</HI></L>
<L>The world &s;hall flow with dunces; <HI>Regnabitque,</HI> and it &s;hall raine</L>
<L><HI>Dogmata Polla Sophon,</HI> Dogs and Polecats, and &s;o forth.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>His Court advancement makes him mad, I fear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>From hence let learning be abomination</L>
<L>'Mong the Plebeians, till their ignorance</L>
<L>Shall lead them blinde into the Lake of <HI>Lethe.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What pity 'tis that honour and high places</L>
<L>Should make men lo&s;e their wits, &s;ometimes their heads!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>May Pea&s;antry and Idioti&s;m trample</L>
<L>Upon the heads of Art and Knowledge, till</L>
<L>The world be &s;huffled in th' pri&s;tine <HI>Chaos.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Dear Sir, though you are highly dignified,</L>
<L>Forget not the preferment, that you promis'd me,</L>
<L>To &s;cratch your head; to make your bed; to wa&s;h</L>
<L><PB REF="175">Your &s;hirt; to pick your toes, and to evacuate</L>
<L>Your Chamberpot.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Elephantem ex Mu&s;ca facit.</HI> She takes me for a Mountaine, that am but a Mole-hill.</L>
<L>But when &s;he reads my poverty agen,</L>
<L>And that the&s;e Garments mu&s;t return to th'Gambrels,</L>
<L>Her &s;corn will be impetuous.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Jo&s;ina, Cra&s;ie.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Go finde another room maid for your talk,</L>
<L>Mr. <HI>Sarpego,</HI> my mother calls for you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Has &s;he receiv'd <HI>Aliquid novi,</HI> newes from Court?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>She has now receiv'd a Letter. Pray be gone,</L>
<L>I have more &s;erious bu&s;ine&s;s of mine own.
<STAGE>Ex. Sar. Brid.</STAGE></L>
<L>You are the Creature then that my deare</L>
<L>Doctor has &s;ent me, that can dance, read, write, and be &s;ecret. I &s;hall u&s;e you all in all. And I prithee how fa<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">es my Phy&s;itian?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I can confirm that he is yours prote&s;tedly. And to morrow night&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Peace: Here comes my mother.</P>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Pyannet</HI> reading a Letter&punc;</STAGE>
<P>I can my Cinquepace friend. But I prithee teach me &s;ome tricks. Who would care for a female, that moves after the plain pace? No: Give me the woman of tricks. Teach me &s;ome tricks I prethee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha! Tricks of twenty: Your Traver&s;es, Sli|dings, Falling back, Jumps, Clo&s;ings, Openings, Shorts, Turns, Pacings, Gracings&mdash;As for&mdash;Corantoes, Levol|toes, Jigs, Mea&s;ures, Pavins, Brawls, Galliards, or Ca|<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aries&punc; I &s;peak it not &s;wellingly, but I &s;ub&s;cribe to no man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="176">
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis a rare fellow!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Am I then cheated? my wit begins to be out of countenance. O the Plague that hangs over her head that has a foole to her husband, as thou and I have daughter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How now &s;weet mother? What ill newes chan|geth your face thus?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O deare daughter, my Lady <HI>Ticket</HI> writes here, that the fool, thy father, is cheated of two rich Jew|ells, that thou and I &s;tole from the Ideot thy husband <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O that <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> was ever a &s;illy fellow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>A very Citizen, a very Citizen. How &s;hould I call you Sir?.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>One Mr. <HI>Footwell,</HI> Mother; who teacheth Gen|tlewomen to doe all things Courtly, to dance Court|ly, to love their husbands Courtly&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your name is Mrs. <HI>Pyannet,</HI> I take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Pyannet Sneakup,</HI> Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your husband is cozen'd at Court, I take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>So my Lady <HI>Ticket</HI> writes, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>That Lady <HI>Ticket</HI> is a cunning creature. I have been inward with her; And &s;uch are my private Intel|ligences, that if equall curte&s;ie might recompence, I could un&s;hale a plot is upon you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Recompence? Sir command me, command my daughter, my maid, my hou&s;e, onely tell it I be&s;eech you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray &s;ee wherein we may be gratefull. I pray &s;peak.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>So it is, I am a decayed Gentleman, quite out of repaire; fallen for want of means to the u&s;e of my feet: Nor have I hope to &s;ee better light, but onely that Love and Fortune have put upon me a right wealthy widdow. She lyes at a near neighbours hou&s;e
<PB REF="176">
here; and here I hover about her: but for want of &s;ome good friends countenance, &s;ome meanes for cloaths and fit hou&s;ing, &s;he holds off from con&s;umma|ting our Marriage. Now Lady&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>I apprehend you Sir. Bring her to me; lodge her with me; Ile call you Cou&s;en <HI>I.</HI> Is &s;he very rich? At a neer neighbours, &s;aid you,&mdash;Not &s;he at Mr. <HI>Wol|&s;ies,</HI> is it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>The very &s;ame.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>(By'r Lady a match for my E&s;quir'd &s;on and heire. Beare a braine dancer, or I may chance to &s;hew you a cro&s;&s;e caper.) Sir, bring your Widdow. Sweare to your &s;elfe my hou&s;e is yours. Now the plot, or I bur&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why then will I di&s;clo&s;e who cozen'd you; by what meanes you are injur'd, and how you may be reveng'd, onely you &s;hal vow to conceale the &s;ecret-re|vealer, el&s;e you lo&s;e the benefit of further Intelli|gence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stand off daughter: I will not tru&s;t mine own fle&s;h with a &s;ecret; for in truth I have found it fraile. Now &s;peak, I be&s;eech you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure, precious Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, very ab&s;olute crea|tures have had Cock&s;combs to their husbands.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay that's indubitable, I know it by my &s;elf.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra</SPEAKER>
<P>Marry to bee made Cuckqueane by &s;uch a Cock&s;combe, to have her Jewells prig'd away, to be|&s;tow on a Court Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e; to have a trick put upon her, as you have, 'twould move (I mu&s;t confe&s;&s;e) a wo|man that were not part a Philo&s;opher, and had a &s;trong wit as you have. Why did you not feele the deceit? your husbands unworthine&s;&s;e, having no meanes to enjoy this Court-Lady but by gifts; and having no cour&s;e for gifts, but from you, procures &s;ome Pander to performe a fam'd me&s;&s;age. Your hope of game puts
<PB REF="177">
the weighty tru&s;t upon the counterfeit fool your hu&s;|band; his &s;implicity &s;eems cozen'd, whil&s;t this Lady excu&s;es all, and keeps all: So that your own Jewells purcha&s;e your owne horns; nay, and you were not withall laught at for your purcha&s;e, 'twere &s;carce e|nough to run mad for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis mo&s;t plaine: I will have &s;uch a revenge, as never woman had.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Ticket.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Mrs. <HI>Pyannet,</HI> bear't as well as you may: Your lo&s;&s;e is heavy, yet under the &s;trength of your con&s;tant wi&s;dome&mdash;I faith my wife was &s;o carefull le&s;t you &s;hould take too deep &s;en&s;e of it, that &s;he im|portun'd my own pre&s;ence to comfort you: For &s;ure I know&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are a Wittally Cuckold I know. I com|mend thy wives mode&s;ty yet: She will not doe it a|fore thy face, but will &s;end thee out of an errand yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>What mean you? you amaze me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, I look you &s;hould &s;eem ignorant: What, to take &s;en&s;e or notice of your horne, as long as it winds you into profit, were mo&s;t uncourtly. Well, you heare not me rage nor rave: marry I will &s;lit the Drabs no&s;e, crop off her eares, &s;cratch out her eyes&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ble&s;&s;e us!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Teare off her haire, plucke out her throat, that's all. Come along Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now they are gone, I prethee M. <HI>Footwell</HI> &s;tay a little, I will fetch thee &s;ome Letters to read for me, which I have not o|pen'd yet, becau&s;e I dur&s;t tru&s;t no body.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Py. Tic.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<PB REF="177">
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>The&s;e Letters mu&s;t nece&s;&s;arily come from my Brace of Courtiers, Sir <HI>Ticket,</HI> and Mon&s;ieur <HI>Rufflit,</HI> which I will read cleane contrary, as if they &s;lighted her, and an&s;wer them acro&s;&s;e from her meaning, as if &s;he &s;lighted them: And &s;o letting my &s;elfe downe in|to their inwards on both &s;ides, what they can get, or what my wife has, will I pump into mine owne pur&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Jo&s;ina</HI> with two Letters.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now deare M. <HI>Footwell,</HI> as ever you pitied the u&s;e of a poor Gentlewoman, that would faine u&s;e her <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eauty, whil&s;t there is &s;ome plea&s;ure in it, read and an|<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">wer the&s;e Letters with commanding eloquence; force them to affect me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha: Will you not be offended, if I read them truly?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>No: I prethee what is't?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stay, it &s;eems you have written to them.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes: but I cannot read the an&s;wer. Prethee <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hat i&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Faith youle be angry.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, and you love me, what ist?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir <HI>Andrew</HI> here, he &s;ayes, tis not your broad <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">im'd hat, your tiffeny dre&s;&s;e, Spani&s;h ruffe, and &s;il|<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">er bodkin can make him di&s;loyall to his wives bed. <HI>Rufflit</HI> here, he writes that you have a gro&s;&s;e body, a <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ll eye, a lowe forehead, a black tooth, a fat hand, <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">d a mo&s;t lean pur&s;e. I there's it: And you could but <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ve, and you had but to &s;end&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>A lean pur&s;e!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, the lean pur&s;e. There's the Devill: Were <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">u as bald as Time, as &s;tiffly wrinkled as frozen <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">w'd Lands, more dry then a Fever, more leane then
<PB REF="178">
death; had you ingro&s;s'd deformity, yet if you had but to give&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why <HI>Footwell,</HI> though my husband be but a Bankrupt Knave&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay faith, rather a fool, Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, fool let him be then; yet I have a Mo|ther will not &s;ee me want for nece&s;&s;ary ends: And I hope I had the wit to cozen my husband of &s;omewhat again&s;t a rainy day. Look you Sir, I kept the&s;e for a friend in a corner.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, but I would not wi&s;h you to &s;end them now: What, relieve the ba&s;e wants of prating Skip|jacks to pay for your damnation?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay thats &s;ure, I will not give them:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>And yet, i faith, what can a Gentlewoman give too much for her plea&s;ure? Can there be a more heavy di&s;grace blowne abroad upon any Lady, then that &s;he has not at the lea&s;t two &s;ervants, &s;ince many Lovers are the onely noble approvement of beauty?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Io.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile &s;end them both, thats &s;ure.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>But both of them to Mr. <HI>Rufflit:</HI> Oh, hee's an ab&s;olute &s;pirit! He has an Engli&s;h face, a French tongue, a Spani&s;h heart, an Iri&s;h hand, a Welch Leg, a Scotch beard, and a Dutch buttock.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>O J: J am wholly his, J will &s;end all to him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O but Sir <HI>Andrew,</HI> he is a Courtly Lover: He can ki&s;&s;e you courtly, handle you Courtly, lye with you Courtly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>O yes: he &s;hall have one. J prethee prai&s;e me to them both, and commend to each of them one of the&s;e Jewells, not that I doe &s;o much care for the u&s;e of them, yet becau&s;e I would not be wonder'd at like an Owle among my neighbors, for living hone&s;t in my husbands ab&s;ence. I prethee work effectually for mee, &s;weet M. <HI>Footwell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE><PB REF="178">Enter <HI>Rufflit,</HI> &s;pying her going out.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mrs. <HI>Cra&s;ie:</HI> Hi&s;t Mrs. <HI>Cra&s;ie.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Peace Sir, forbeare: As you would hope, doe not pur&s;ue a woman when &s;he is out of the humor. O, untimely importunity is mo&s;t di&s;ta&s;tfull. There are cer|tain &s;ea&s;ons to take the colde&s;t Appetite, when &s;he is pinning a Ruffe, playing with a Monkey, hearing a wanton Song, or half drunk.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>O hat are you Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>A private Me&s;&s;enger to you Sir, from the Gen|tlewoman you pur&s;ue. This is your hand, is it not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may keep your Letter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>But what &s;ayes my utmo&s;t hope, the end of my ambition?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Only that you are poor, a Gallant of a very wanting fortune.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>The more honor for her to redeem me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas, I think her means are but weak, her hu&s;|bands &s;inking hath brought her low.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Her husband! Alas poor fly; onely made to be &s;uck'd and for&s;aken. His wife has the life-blood of her fortunes in her, and I'le be her cupping-gla&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I wonder his wife could nouri&s;h &s;o unbelieving a con&s;cience!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Con&s;cience! All things rob one another: Chur|ches poule the People, Princes pill the Church; Mini|ons draw from Princes, Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es &s;uck Minions; and the Pox undoes Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es; Phy&s;itians plague their Pa|tients; Orators their Clients; Courtiers their Suitors, and the Devill all. The water robs the earth, earth choakes the water: fire burns ayre, ayre &s;till con&s;umes the fire.</P>
<LG>
<PB REF="179">
<L>Since Elements them&s;elves do rob each other,</L>
<L>And <HI>Phoebe</HI> for her light doth rob her Brother,</L>
<L>What i&s;t in man, one man to rob another?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have &s;poken mo&s;t edifyingly &s;ir, but for you, of whom I under&s;tand <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> merits the be&s;t Of|fices; for you to corrupt his Wife, and with a cove|tous &s;inning expect u&s;e for the loan of your Loines!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Death man, they are my Exchecquer, my Rent: Why I have no po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion but my E&s;tate taile. And at for <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> he has no wit; he was created a foole, to have Knaves work upon him: a fellow made to have &s;ome pity, and all wrong; he had ever an open Pur&s;e, and now an empty. He made it a common hole, every Gallant had his fingers in it. Every man lov'd his Fortune, &s;queez'd it, and when it was unjuic'd, farewell kind heart. I confe&s;s I owe him a good turn: Ile pay't his Wife. He kept her alwaies exqui&s;itely neat; temptingly gallant, and as a prote&s;ted Cuckold &s;hould do, about his degree and means &s;umptuou&s;ly proud. Her Eye artificially &s;pirited, her Cheek &s;urphu|led, her Teeth blanch'd, her Lip painted, her Neck car|kanetted, and her Bre&s;t bar'd almo&s;t to her Belly. And &s;hall a peece, thus put out to &s;ale, &s;tand unattempted, as not worth the purcha&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir, if you could compa&s;&s;e her; as &s;ure &s;he may be corrupted: for &s;he is very covetous.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>If I could but make &s;hew of a Gift, or pre|&s;ent one&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra</SPEAKER>
<P>Only not to appeare of &s;o needy a Fortune&mdash;Why if you chance to po&s;&s;e&s;s her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pi&s;h, tweare all mine again, and all that &s;he had be&s;ides. And troth, I think &s;he is wealthy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wealthy! look you Sir, Here are two of her Jewels, I fetcht from an Ant of hers, where they lay hid from her Husband. The&s;e are not worth the pur&s;uit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="179">
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, tis an ea&s;ie Female: He, that has her, has all. What &s;hould I &s;end? A Gift would do it. Let me think. Tis but a gro&s;s-bodyed Wench, with a blacki&s;h haire neither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh the better. Your lean No-bodies with yellow Manes have mo&s;t commonly rotten teeth and wicked breaths. No, your full plump Woman is your only Venus.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>A hundred golden peeces I am intru&s;ted with|all by my elder Brother, to purcha&s;e a peece of In|ju&s;tice. If I &s;hould &s;end them&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh Sir, the&s;e both were yours, and they too. She pretends this &s;traine, but onely to explore your &s;trength of means, and to try how far you dare engage them for her enjoying.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will &s;end them, win her, u&s;e her, &s;uck her Pur&s;e, recover my own, gain hers, and laugh at the poor Cuckhold her Husband. Commend with th<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;e my lifes blood, and Soules &s;ervice to my Mi&s;tris&punc; Fare|well&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Ticket.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir <HI>Andrew Ticket,</HI> I take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>The &s;ame, Sir. Is Mrs. <HI>Cra&s;ie</HI> within? I cannot keep pace with her Mother. O, when jealou&s;ie is once &s;et a going, it runs on high &s;peed. But let her make ha&s;t to arrive at Court, while I land on her Daughter in the City. Is &s;he privately idle?</P>
<STAGE>Cra&s;ie &s;pits at Ticket.</STAGE>
<P>What do&s;t thou mean by that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Vow's di&s;charg'd, and her Revenge is done. I am no Pandar, Sir, and yet I am of Coun&s;ell with Smock &s;ecrets, Buttock bu&s;ine&s;&s;e Sir.</P>
<P><PB REF="180">Are you &s;o &s;tale a Courtier, and know not the nece&s;|&s;ity of Gifts?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is that the matter I am rejected by her?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why? would it not provoke any Woman to be called foole, and foule-face?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I never call'd her &s;o, by the Soule of my Affection, not I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>No; Do you not intimate &s;he is a foole, when you hope to enjoy her without a Gift? And foule, when your neglect of co&s;t &s;aies &s;he de&s;erves none.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Fore Heaven I was a &s;illy A&s;&s;e, now I think on't, to &s;end a Sonnet without &s;ome rich pre&s;ent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why Sir? A man mu&s;t do as he would be done to. Do you, or any man u&s;e to be made Cuck|hold for nothing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hould have &s;ent a Gift. What, if I enjoy her, &s;he may requite it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>May; Nay can; nay will. Look you Sir, here's Gold. Here are Jewels. They are hers; they may be yours. I would not &s;eem a Pandar to you though; for you have a Wife Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pi&s;h, who cares to drink out of a River? What I can command out of duty hath but a dull reli&s;h. Had not <HI>Danae</HI> been kept in her bra&s;s Tower, she had never tempted a Gods piercing. I mu&s;t &s;end, though it be but to shew the ability of my Fortune, and the de&s;ert of her Beauty.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>And then to &s;end but a trifle would di&s;grace both.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, convey this Carckanet unto her; tis of value, and let her read by this, how much I &s;eek her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>And how deare you hold her. Sir, I can &s;peak; but <HI>I</HI> u&s;e to take nothing for my paines.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="180">
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, receive this little&mdash;Nay, I prethee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Only not to appeare Uncourtly, or uncivill. I prote&s;t I abhor Pandari&s;me; only as a &s;econd, or &s;o. As you have beheld two Hor&s;es knubbing one ano|ther; Ka me, Ka thee, an old kind of Court&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I prethee return in&s;tantly my &s;ucce&s;s: You &s;hall find me at the Ordinary; come and Dine with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have procur'd a private Stable for my Hor&s;e: And therefore I my &s;elfe would be loth to &s;tand at Livery.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do&s;t compare common Stables for Hor&s;es, and publick Ordinaries for Gallants together.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Troth yes &s;ir, for as in Stables, here a goodly Gelding of twenty Pounds price, &amp; there a raw-backd Jade of foure Nobles by him. So at Ordinaries, here a worthy Fellow of means and virtue, and there a Cheating Shifter of wants and co&s;enage. Here a Knight, there a Beggar; Here a Gallant, there a Gull: Here a Courtier, there a Coxcomb; Here a Ju&s;tice of Peace, and there an E&s;quire of low Degree. Or, in direct Phra&s;e, a Pandar.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Such a one as thou art.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Umh, Virtue goes often wet&s;hod, and is forc'd to be cobled up with ba&s;e means, to hold out water and cold nece&s;&s;ity. You command me no further &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>No hone&s;t Knave, farewell&mdash;</P>
<STAGE>Exit Cra&s;y.</STAGE>
<P>Now Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> will I button up your Cap with a Court-brooch.</P>
<P>You demand Debts, do you? Ile pay you none. Oh twas a notable dull Flat-Cap. He would invite Courtiers; &s;tand bare, &s;ay grace, make legs, ki&s;s his hand, &s;erve us in perfum'd linnen, and lend us money upon our words, or bare words. Were't not a &s;in to
<PB REF="181">
let &s;uch a foole pa&s;&s;e un&s;uckt? No, Fortune dre&s;t him only for us to feed on, and Ile fall to.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. IV. Scene 11.</HEAD>
<STAGE>La. Ticket. Sneakup. Toby. Page.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>BEE comforted Mr. <HI>Sneakup;</HI> Re|member you are in my Chamber. Beare the heart of a Husband, who &s;corns to tremble at the face of his Wife? Do not feare &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stand firm Father, do not &s;inck before the face of a Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have &s;ent my own Husband to &s;atisfie her, and I hope he will do it throughly. Be your &s;elfe therefore; all the Plea&s;ures the Pallace can afford, &s;hall &s;trive to mitigate your feares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Have you any Plea&s;ures in the Court, can make a man forget he has a Wife?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir we have plea&s;ures will make a man forget any thing, even him&s;elfe; therefore nece&s;&s;arily his wife, who is but part of him&s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Boy, &s;ing your &s;ong of the Court de|lights.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="181">They &s;it: <HI>Sneakups</HI> head in the Ladies lap.</STAGE>
<STAGE>The Page &s;ings&mdash;</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Pyannet</HI> with a Truncheon. <HI>Sarpego.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you lull'd in your delights? No pillow for your Goati&s;h, head, but her Lady&s;hips lap?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>O dear! O wife! I did not know you were &s;o nigh truly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are ignorant &s;till, I know: But I will make thy bones &s;uffer as well as my browes. Thou Cullion&punc; could not thine own Cellar &s;erve thee, but thou mu&s;t be &s;neaking into Court Butteries?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh, oh, oh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Vae mi&s;ero.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold deare mother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet Mrs. <HI>Pyannet</HI> hold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Art thou there, daughter of an Intelligencer, and &s;trumpet to a Bearward?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Beauty ble&s;&s;e me, was not thy mother a notorious Tripe-wife, and thy father a profe&s;t Hare|finder? Gip you Flirt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>How now Madam <HI>Tiffany!</HI> Will none but my Cock &s;erve to tread you? Give me my Jewells thou Harlot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mother&mdash;Pray Mother&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be&s;tow &s;teeping thy skin in perfumes to kill the &s;tink of thy paintings, and rotten inwards to catch Cock&s;combs.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dear mother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>But thou &s;halt not cozen, and Cucquean me&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet mother&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Lupus in fabula.</HI> The Devill's in the womans tongue.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="182">
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>A whip on her; rotten eggs and kennell dirt on her &s;ilken Whore&s;hip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nil tam difficile.</HI> Nothing can lay her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La. T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, let the Countrey Gentlewoman bee mad and rave on; &s;he knowes I know my Countrey Gentlewoman had a Ba&s;tard before &s;hee was mar|ried.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did um &s;o? The Countrey Gentlewoman was more cha&s;te in a Ba&s;tard, then the Court Madam in her barrenne&s;&s;e. You under&s;tand me; you have no Green-&s;ickne&s;&s;e there, yet (I hope) you have few Chri&s;t'nings; you have trickes for that, have you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay mother&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have your Kick&s;haws, your Players March|paines; all &s;hew and no meat.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nulli penetrabilis A&s;tro.</HI> Shee'l heare no rea&s;on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER><HI>La.</HI> T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Go to; you know how in private you com|mended your Hor&s;e-keeper to me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well: And did&s;t not thou in as much privacy coun&s;ell me to contemn my husband, and u&s;e an Itali|an trick that thou would&s;t teach me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Quid faciendum?</HI> Be&s;t &s;top their mouths?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER><HI>La.</HI> T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out you bawble; you trifle; you burden &s;mock'd &s;weaty &s;luttery, that could&s;t love a fellow that wore wor&s;ted &s;tockins footed, and fed in Cooks &s;hops.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Jaculis &amp; Arcu.</HI> Thunder and Lightning.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ods my precious&mdash;&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay dear, &s;weet wife&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>How's this&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Honey Mother&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take this, and take all. Why goody Com|plexion, thou Rammy Na&s;tine&s;&s;e, thou knowe&s;t where|fore
<PB REF="182">
thy Gentlewoman left thee; did &s;he not &s;weare that &s;he&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>For mode&s;ties &s;ake&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Had rather be at the opening of a dead old man, then &s;tand dre&s;&s;ing thy head in a morning. Remember the Page that wore thy picture, and the &s;ong which thou had&s;t in the prai&s;e of the male Baboon.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Tacete parvuli:</HI> You have &s;aid too much.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed mother you will be &s;orry, when you know how much you mi&s;take; &s;ome crafty fellow has put a trick upon you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Me-thinkes &s;weet wife you &s;hould rather condole our lo&s;&s;e with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold you your peace; do not you prate.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Redde te Harpocratem:</HI> The man is wi&s;e e|nough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis true; misfortune hath wrought the Iew|ells from my father.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed wife, truly, truly, I am Cony|catch'd&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>But for my father, or this Ladies wronging you, as I am your &s;on, I a&s;&s;ure you I have been an eye-wit|ne&s;s of all fair re&s;pect towards you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is it even &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mother, as I re&s;pect your ble&s;&s;ing it is perfect truth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>I humbly be&s;eech you &s;weet Madam, that my earne&s;t and hearty &s;orrow may procure remi&s;&s;ion for my incon&s;iderate and cau&s;ele&s;&s;e Invectives. Let my confe&s;&s;ion &s;eem &s;atisfactory, and my contrition win in|dulgency to my forgetfull delinquency. I pray you let us ki&s;&s;e and be friends.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER><HI>La.</HI> T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas &s;weet friend, you and I have been inward a great while, and for us to fall out, and bare one a|nothers &s;ecrets&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="183">
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVell, 'twas mine error, not malice; but as for the procurer of it, if I pay not him in his owne Coyne&mdash;Mr. <HI>Footwell!</HI> Ile &s;hew you a trick of twenty. Come &s;on, I have a wife for thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Wife! a Wife, Mother! O where is &s;hee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, my boy, a Wife&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>O ho.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;uch a one as thou &s;halt ble&s;&s;e me for pro|curing. Curteou&s;ly farewell, &s;weet Madam: Where's my Fool? Come, leave the Court &s;irrah, and man your owne wife into the City&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. IIII. Scene III.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Jo&s;ina, Cra&s;y.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo</SPEAKER>
<P>BUt I prethee &s;atisfie me: What returne they? Received they my Jewells?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, they prov'd acceptive,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>And what &s;aid they? Can they affect?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can they be damn'd? Before I will undergoe againe &s;uch a bu&s;ine&s;s&mdash;fore Heaven I do as little dif|fer from a Pander! only I have nothing for my pains, or el&s;e&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou &s;halt have. Are thy news happy?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are your own wi&s;hes happy?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, &s;pend this ten pound for me, <HI>Footwel.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you make me a Bawde. What a Bawde?
<PB REF="183">
And yet introth, what would not a man be for your &s;ake, that have &s;uch wit and &s;uch bounty!</P>
<P>I cannot refu&s;e, but &s;uffer your Virtue to be exer|cis'd upon me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now, prethee &s;peak; what's their an&s;wer?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, Ile tell you, they are both your own.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Both Footwell: I prethee how?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, no more but this; they are both yours; only you know, but one hand in a Glove at once. But I had &s;o much to do with one of them; &s;uch a coyle to draw him to it&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Which, I prethee? Sir <HI>Andrew?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even he: He &s;aies, he under&s;tands that you affect a Mountebanck. Sure, your Doctor is but &s;ome ba&s;e bragging Ra&s;call.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you think &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>How &s;hould Sir <HI>Andrew</HI> know el&s;e that he is come to embrace you to night?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Does he know that too?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes marry does he, which the worthy Knight takes &s;o contemptuou&s;ly, &s;uffering &s;o ba&s;e a Rivall, that he vowes, unle&s;s you beat him, ba&s;tinado him &s;oundly when he comes, he will loath you mo&s;t con|&s;tantly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Enough, if I do not make him an Example to all the bawdy Quacks in the Kingdome; &s;ay there is no virtue in Cudgels, and Bed<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">aves. Ile charm him for opening any more &s;ecrets of mine, Ile warrant him. And &s;o write to Sir <HI>Andrew.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wel&s;aid Mi&s;tre&s;s, be re&s;olute. I mean to help you my &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile ca&s;t about for weapons <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, I will write to Sir <HI>Andr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">w</HI> <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 span"> that, which he &s;hall have &s;mall cause to thank me for. I wil write for him to come in the habit of this Doctor. My<GAP DESC="missing" EXTENT="1+ letters"></P>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="184">
<HEAD>ACT. IV. Scene IV.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Lin&s;ie Wol&s;ie, Crack with a Lute, &amp;c.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>SHee's gone, &s;hee's gone: Was ever man &s;o cheated? Three&s;core pound for a Ring; and the Ring gone too, for which I paid it: A moneths dyet and lodging, be&s;ides the charge of Phy&s;ick and attendance. Five pound in dole bread, would have &s;erv'd my hou&s;e a twelve moneth. I am undone; broke, Bankrupt: But thou Rogue &s;halt &s;mart for all, now I have caught thee,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mercy, dear Sir, mercy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Were you making up your packe to bee gone too?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nothing but my own Sir, my Lute, and a few Mu&s;ick-books.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>You and your Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e have made &s;weet Mu|&s;ick of me: Therefore &s;irrah quickly&mdash;Are the Beadles gone for?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Servant within.</HI> Yes Sir&punc;</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Therefore quickly, I &s;ay, as you were an Acter in the Co&s;enage, bring her to light, or&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee's light enough her &s;elf: But a very Inno|cent I, Sir. She has cozen'd me of halfe a years &s;ervice, wrought me off o'my leggs, &s;train'd my backe, crack'd my voyce, done me to my utter undoing; and can you think I knew of her running away?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le make you &s;ing another &s;ong &s;irrah: Are the Beadles come?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="184">
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Any &s;ong Sir, or as many as you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;ings a &s;ong.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pretty I confe&s;&s;e. But that's not the &s;ong mu&s;t do it; nor can any &s;ong plea&s;e me at this time. Are the Beadles come?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Serv. within.</HI> Yes Sir, they are here.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deare Sir, let 'em forbeare a little. And if I cannot plea&s;e you with a &s;ong, commit me to their fury.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis but to trifle time: yet &s;ing be|fore you &s;uffer. Wor&s;e then t'other this; you &s;hall &s;ing in another place, to the whip, to the whip, Sir? Bring in the Beadles, and a|way with him to Bridewell.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;ings another &s;ong.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet once more, good Sir, try me this la&s;t time, and but promi&s;e me, if I can &s;ing a &s;ong that you &s;hall like, to forgive and free me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sing a &s;ong that I &s;hall like, and I will free thee.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Crack &s;ings againe.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Then &s;hall a pre&s;ent cour&s;e be found</L>
<L>For M. Wol&s;ies three&s;core pound;</L>
<L>And his Ring,</L>
<L>And the thing</L>
<L>That has given him the &s;lip&mdash;</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>I marry, that I like well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then I have '&s;cap'd the whip.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Think you &s;o Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes: For you like the &s;ong well, you &s;ay, and I am free; I hope you will make good your noble Ci|ty word, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>City words u&s;e not to pa&s;&s;e for &s;ongs Sir&punc; Make you good the words of your &s;ong, Sir, and I
<PB REF="185">
&s;hall make my word good Sir: Come away Bea|dles.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;tay Sir, I be&s;eech you, and let your Ju|&s;tice fall on the right shoulders. I'le confe&s;&s;e all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>O will you &s;o Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crack.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis mo&s;t true Sir, that the Gentlewoman; whom I call'd Mi&s;tre&s;s, is a mo&s;t cunning whore, and a notorious cheat.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>The&s;e are good words indeed!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee came to your hou&s;e with foure men in Liveries; they were all but hired Pandars.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and divers Trunks of &s;uppo&s;ed Trea&s;ure, which I finde to bee Baggs of Nailes, and other old Iron, and all the Rings and Stones shee boa&s;ted in her Will are but Curtaine Rings, and Bricke|bats.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your owne covetou&s;ne&s;s cozen'd you Sir: But if I now bring you not where you shall &s;ee how shee is &s;ince be&s;towed, and that you finde not hear|ty cau&s;e to rejoyce that you were cozen'd of her, let me be whipp'd to death, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, come along Sir: But I will have a Guard upon you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>What Guard you plea&s;e Sir, &s;o my poore skin may &s;cape the Lash-guards.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="185">
<HEAD>ACT. V.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Cra&s;y, Tryman, Pyannet, Toby.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>O thou Varlet, thou uncon&s;cionable Unbelie|ver, ungodly Mi&s;creant! Ha&s;t thou cozen'd my ea&s;ie Credulity? And would&s;t have undone and mar|ried me, like a Cony-catching companion, as thou art? Did&s;t not thou tell me, thou had&s;t moderate means of life, friends of fa&s;hion, and civil<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> reputation? And now this vertuous, religious Gentlewoman tells me, thou art an arrant Skipjack.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, and has not a hole to put thy head in, but upon my curte&s;ie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>But I thank this Matrons wor&s;hip, her pity will not permit my ea&s;ie Nature to &s;uffer under thy Co|&s;enage: But be&s;towes her generous Son and Heire here upon me.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Gentleman of another &s;pheare, another <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">anck then you are Sirrah; that &s;hall have three hun|dred yeare in <HI>E&s;&s;e,</HI> and five in <HI>Po&s;&s;e.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>That is acquainted with young Lords; has had the honour to make a Hunting match.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, and a challenge to ride the wilde Goo&s;e <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ha&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>That hath made Ladies Po&s;ies for Chee&s;e tren|chers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>And play'd with Counte&s;&s;es at Shuttle-cock.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="186">
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>And to this Elegant Spirit and choice hope am I, and my Fortunes contracted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! contracted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir, contracted. Look you, I dare &s;eale it before your face.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>She is mine &s;ir, mine &s;ir. Do you mark, I dare likewi&s;e &s;eale it &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is there hone&s;ty in this dealing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes &s;ir, Is there not profit in this dealing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis very well. If there be no Law upon words, Oathes and Pre-contracts, and Witne&s;s. If a man may &s;pend a hundred Angels upon a Widdow; have her affied before Witne&s;s, and then have his No&s;e wip'd of her. Why, Tis very well.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Tryman takes Pyannet and Toby a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Intruth deare heart, and &s;weet Mother in ex|pectation, to &s;peak equally, there have &s;ome words of cour&s;e pa&s;t betwixt us, which may &s;eem to impart &s;ome Ingagement. Surely I have been too liberall of &s;ome &s;peech of advantage. Truly it would not be ami&s;s, (con&s;idering his Expence and Intere&s;t) to fall to &s;ome &s;light Compo&s;ition. Some hundred Pounds would make the poor Knave do any thing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mother, let's be wi&s;e. Let's be wi&s;e Mother; fetch a hundred peeces pre&s;ently: That even upon his fir&s;t con&s;ent, he may be &s;atisfy'd and &s;ilenc'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>For if he chance but to be delay'd till he ask Coun&s;ell, then&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Mum.</HI> A word to the wi&s;e.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, I hope as long as I am a Subject, I &s;hall have Law: I doubt not but I &s;hall have Law.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="186">
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come Sir, you &s;hall not de&s;ervedly exclaim of my neglecting you.</P>
<P>For our &s;ometimes Love, I have procured you a hun|dred Pounds.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>To di&s;claim my right in you, Ile take't. Here's my hand, Ile take it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox, how my Mother &s;taies.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Scorn my Poverty! Come, where i&s;t? Becau&s;e I have not the Muck of the World. Come, the mo|ney.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Pyannet.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here &s;ir, upon this con&s;ideration, that you di&s;|claim and renounce all intere&s;t&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes mo&s;t freely.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>In this Gentlewoman; and do vow, never to pretend future claim to her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>I</HI> do, marry.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, no marries &s;ir, you have receiv'd the mo|ney. You &s;hall make no more marries here. Come my betrothed Spou&s;e, bid a Fice for him, Say black's thine Eye who dares. Mother Ile be married to night, and to bed pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>This night, Son; tis very late.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>never to late to be wi&s;e. I hope I am your Son; and mu&s;t beare a Brain.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed, he that deales with Woman, mu&s;t take occa&s;ion by the fore Lock. Away&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why! I am weary of money now: I have got|ten more in a weeks Co&s;enage, then in all my daies of Hone&s;ty. VVhat an ea&s;ie coole thing it is to be a rich Knave! Gramercy <HI>Punck.</HI> A witty VVench is an excel|lent help at a dead lift. But in de&s;pite of the Ju&s;tice that provok'd me, my Con&s;cience a little turns at the&s;e
<PB REF="187">
brain-tricks. But they have all been ungratefull; un|gratefull! Tis a &s;in that &s;hould have no mercy: tis the Plague-&s;pot; who has it &s;hould not live.</P>
<LG>
<L>If holy wi&s;dome from the thundring Cloud</L>
<L>Had given more Lawes then ten, this had en&s;u'd:</L>
<L>Avoid, O man, mans Shame, Ingratitude.</L>
<L>For my poor Lot, <HI>I</HI> could have &s;weetly &s;lept</L>
<L>In quiet want, with re&s;olute content,</L>
<L>Had not defect of wit, uncurteous &s;corn</L>
<L>Been thru&s;t upon me. Now they all &s;hall feele,</L>
<L>VVhen hone&s;t men revenge, their whips are &s;teele.</L>
</LG>
<P>My Courtiers are the next that I mu&s;t exerci&s;e up|on. This night my wife expects the embraces of one of them at lea&s;t, if this ha&s;ty Marriage call her not from her Chamber. But &s;he being a right woman may pre|vent that with a fained &s;ickne&s;&s;e, or &s;o. Let me remem|ber, J wrote to <HI>Rufflit</HI> to come like her Doctor Pul&s;e|feele, to mini&s;ter to her. This will jump right with a counterfeit &s;ickne&s;s: It may, perhaps, break a Urinall about his Coxcomb.</P>
<STAGE>Mu&s;ick.</STAGE>
<P>How now! O perceive this great Wedding goes forward.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Mu&s;ick. Torches. Sarpego. Toby and Tryman. Sneakup and La. Ticket, Pyannet. Jo&s;ina</HI> in night attire. <HI>Brid|get.</HI> They pa&s;&s;e as to the VVedding with <HI>Ro&s;emary. Cra&s;y</HI> whi&s;pers <HI>Jo&s;ina.</HI> She takes leave of her Mo|ther, &s;eeming to complain of being &s;ick; and &s;o re|turnes with <HI>Bridget.</HI></STAGE>
<P>Then enter <HI>Rufflit</HI> like a Doctor.</P>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>So, this falls out pat. She is no &s;ooner gone Sick to her Chamber, but here comes her Phy&s;itian, to cover and recover her in a trice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hi&s;t, Footwell, Footwell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Seignor <HI>Rufflit;</HI> J am a foole if J took you not for a Phy&s;itian.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="187">
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>She wrote to me, that J &s;hould come in this ha|bit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right Sir, to avoid &s;u&s;pect: For which cau&s;e she has counterfeited her&s;elfe &s;ick, and lies longing and languishing till you mini&s;ter to her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>And am J come pat? am J come i'the nick?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Fortune &s;ings in the right Cliff, &s;ir, a wench as tender as a City Pullet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>But not &s;o rotten.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh &s;ir, health it &s;elfe; a very Re&s;torative. VVill you in? The way lies open before you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold <HI>Footwell,</HI> tel that till J return&mdash;from branching the mo&s;t meritted Cuckold <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI> Poor Snake, that I mu&s;t force thee to ca&s;t thy Skin. And he were not a Citizen J could pity him: He is undone for ever. Methinks J &s;ee him all ready make earne&s;t &s;uite, to weare a red Cap, and a blew Gown; comely to carry a Staff-torch before my Lord Mayor upon <HI>Alhalloune night.</HI> Watch <HI>Footwell,</HI> J mount.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>gives him money.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>But now, if the agitation of my Braines &s;hould work through my Browes. If my Wives pitifull hand &s;hould fall to compo&s;ition with my Doctors Pate, and my deceit be di&s;covered before the Ba&s;tinado had gi|ven charge to his Shoulders, were not my Forehead in apparant danger. Tis done in three minutes. Death, my Courtier has a &s;anguine Complexion: He is like a Cock &s;parrow, Chit, Chit, and away. Heart o' man! And I should be blown up in mine own Mine now! Ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>within&punc;</HI> Hold Mrs. <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI> Deare <HI>Bridget.</HI> Help <HI>Footwell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ho the hubbub's rays'd, and my feare's vanisht.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="188">Enter <HI>Jo&s;ina,</HI> and <HI>Bridget</HI> beating <HI>Rufflit: Cra&s;y</HI> takes <HI>Bridgets</HI> Cudgell, and laies on.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out you Pi&s;pot-ca&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>You Suppo&s;itory.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>You Gli&s;ter-pipe, think&s;t to dishone&s;t me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, deare Lady&mdash;I am&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>A &s;tincking &s;aucy Ra&s;call thou art, take this remembrance.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hold, &s;weet Mi&s;tre&s;s.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh I thank you good Mr. <HI>Footwell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh, it is not &s;o much worth verily.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh, but tis &s;ir.</P>
<STAGE>He<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> draws his Sword from un|der his Gowne. Cra&s;y clo&s;es with, and di&s;armes him.</STAGE>
<P>Rogue. Rogue.</P>
<P>Nay prethee &s;weet Ra&s;call, Pox on you, I did not mean to hurt you, my hone&s;t Vagabond, tell me, tell me: Come, who was't put this Trick upon me. Thou art a precious Villain: Come, who&s;e devi&s;e was it? Who&s;e plot. At who&s;e Suit was I Cudgel'd? Who made me feigne my &s;elfe a Phy&s;itian, till I mu&s;t be forc'd to go to the Surgeon? And dare'&s;t tell me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, then I will tell you. Dare! why twas your Friend and Rivall, Sir <HI>Andrew Ticket.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ticket.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even he &s;ir. His Gold hir'd me to gull you. And this brain procur'd your beating. Yes faith &s;ir, Envie, bribes, and wit have wrong upon you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, if I revenge not&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>But how &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="188">
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, afore Heaven, that's well thought on. Give me but the meanes, and I will not only forgive, but reward thee richly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come faith, becau&s;e I would have both your Shoulders, go in one Livery, I mu&s;t di&s;clo&s;e. Why &s;ir, Knavery is re&s;torative to me, as Spiders to Mon|keys. The poy&s;on of wit <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">eeds me.</P>
<STAGE>Enter Ticket.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Boy with a Torch.</STAGE>
<P>Look you &s;ir, he's come. Stand clo&s;e, take this Cud|gell, gra&s;p it &s;trongly, &s;tretch your Sinewes lu&s;tily; And when you &s;ee him hang by the middle in a Rope, let your Fi&s;t fall thick, and your Cudgell nimbly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;oundly. My ambitious blowes &s;hall &s;trive which &s;hall go formo&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>draw him up but halfe way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>So &s;ir, I mu&s;t up to receive.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do &s;o: I &s;hall be &s;o reveng'd now! He had been better ha' been taken in Bed with another mans Wife, then have prevented me thus.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Vani&s;h Sirrah with the Light. This I am &s;ure is the Window which her Letters call'd me to.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would you would begin once, that I might be at work. I do not love to &s;tand idle in the Cold thus.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hi&s;t, <HI>Footwell, Footwell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra&s;y</SPEAKER>
<P>above: Here &s;ir, here. O I watcht to do you a good turn. Will you mount &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will mount, remount, and &s;urmount. I won|der that there is not a &s;olemne Statute made, that no Citizen should marry a hand&s;ome Woman; Or if he did, not to lye with her. For and twere not for Gal|lants
<PB REF="189">
help, they would beget nothing but Fooles.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Cra&s;y</HI> lets downe a Rope.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right &s;ir, right &s;ir. Take the Rope, and fa&s;ten it about your middle &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, that's <HI>Cra&s;y;</HI> a very Coxcomb.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>An A&s;&s;e, an A&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>A meer Citizen. Were't not a shame his wife should be hone&s;t? Or is't not pity that my own man should wholly enjoy a rare excellent proper woman&punc; when a whole Corporation &s;carce affords two of them.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t true &s;ir. Now mount &s;ir. I pluck courage|ou&s;ly. Pray <HI>Hercules</HI> my &s;trength faile me not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Up &s;ir, up &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Rufflit cud|gels him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox, and pain! Hold Doctor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Save you &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am mo&s;t &s;en&s;ible of your Salutation. Pluck <HI>Footwell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas the Cord &s;ticks-&s;ir; Ile call &s;ome help &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Cra&s;y</HI> comes downe.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Death and Devils!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fi&s;ts and Cudgels.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heart, Lungs, Lights.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Armes, Shoulders, Sides.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Help, help, help.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Cra&s;y.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pa&s;&s;ion of Heaven Doctor: Ile Doctor you a|way.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Rufflit</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Redeem me deare <HI>Footwell</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes &s;ir I come for the &s;ame purpo&s;e. Alas &s;ir, me thinks I even feele your blowes. Are you not &s;ore <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ie?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="189">
<SPEAKER>Tick.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sore? Could&s;t thou not pluck?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure I was Planet-&s;truck; the rope &s;tuck in a &s;lit Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Pox o'the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">lit, &s;ay I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Know you this mad Doctor? Or do you owe any Doctor any thing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know him not; nor do I owe any Doctor any thing; I onely owe my Barber-Surgeon for a dyet|drink.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speedily make up your face Sir, here comes company: M. <HI>Rufflit!</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ent. Rufflit in his owne &s;hape. He hugs and &s;hakes him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hone&s;t <HI>Footwel&punc;</HI> how do&s;t? Sir <HI>Andrew!</HI> Heartily how is't?&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>As heartily as thou wilt; but not &s;o hard I prethee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why what's the matter?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I brui&s;'d my &s;ide e'en now again&s;t a formes edge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Parma<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">ty, Sir, is very good, or the fre&s;h skin of a flead Cat?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Flead Cat?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>The fly-blowes of a dead dog, made into oyl, and &s;pread upon the kell of a meazell hog.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mu&s;ick.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hark Gentlemen, the Wedding comes, forget old brui&s;es, and put on &s;en&s;e of the lighte&s;t colour: for this hou&s;e to night vowes to run giddy with mirth and laughter.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Enter Lights:</HI> Sarpego, Toby, Tryman, La. Ticket, Pyannet, Snerkup.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Joy, health, love and children to this happy union.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Unbrui&s;'d bones, and &s;mooth foreheads to you both.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="190">
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;hall no device, no mirth &s;olemnize my &s;ons match? Go <HI>Sneakup,</HI> call downe our daughter.</P>
<STAGE>Exit Sneakup.</STAGE>
<P>In de&s;pight of &s;ickne&s;&s;e, mirth and joy &s;hall make this night healthfull.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>O mother, cold &s;obriety and mode&s;t melancho|ly becomes the face of the Matron; unedifying gawdes are Prophane vanities. Mirth is the fat of fools, onely vertue is the nouri&s;hment of purity and un&s;inning &s;in|cerity.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>By the leave of your wi&s;dome daughter, wee'l take the wall of your preci&s;ene&s;&s;e: for Mr. <HI>Sarpego</HI> has told me of a learned &s;ubject for a Ballet, which wee &s;hall &s;ee acted pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is it, &s;ome Heatheni&s;h Play?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>No certes, but a very religious Dialogue, full of nothing, but morall conceits betwixt Lady <HI>Luxury,</HI> a Prodigall and a Fool.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>But who &s;hould act and per&s;onate the&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why in that lies the nobility of the device; it &s;hould be done after the fa&s;hion of <HI>Italy</HI> by our &s;elves, only the plot premeditated to what our aim mu&s;t tend: Marry the Speeches mu&s;t be extempore. Mrs. Bride would I have to play Dame <HI>Luxury,</HI> and Mr. <HI>Footwell</HI> here the Prodigall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>And my husband the Fool.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Sneakup, Jo&s;ina</HI> and <HI>Bridget.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, and't plea&s;e you wife.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile play the Inductor, and then we are all fit|ted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray you what is Lady <HI>Luxury?</HI> A woman regenerative.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>A Whore, wife:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="190">
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>In &s;incerity not much better then a Curtezan; a kind of open Creature.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>And do you think me fit to repre&s;ent an open Creature? Saving your mode&s;ties, a Whore. Can I play the Strumpet, think yee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo&s;.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tru&s;t me Si&s;ter, as long as it is done in private, in ones own Hou&s;e, and for &s;ome few &s;elected Gentle|mens plea&s;ure; Me-thinks the part is not altogether the di&s;plea&s;ing&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mode&s;ty defend me! you think tis nothing to play the Strumpet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;urely religious Lady, it can be no di&s;|grace to you to figure out the part: For &s;he that can|not play the Strumpet if &s;he would, can claim no great honour to be cha&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>How gravely and &s;ententiou&s;ly he &s;peaks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wife, it &s;hall be &s;o: It is my fir&s;t Injunction; you &s;hall do it, or di&s;obey me. You mu&s;t play it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>What, the Whore &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tob.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, in je&s;t: What hurt is't? And Mother, you &s;hall excu&s;e my Father for this once: For &s;ince my wife plaies the Whore, Ile play the Foole my &s;elfe. Though, I know, you had rather &s;ee him do it, you &s;hall &s;ee for a need, I can make &s;hift to perform it as well as he; as naturally, and to the Life.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Exceeding well thought on, I pray you, Lady, approve of it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let learning direct, I am not to pre&s;cribe to the Mu&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come &s;weet heart, let's in and tire us, and be ready to enter pre&s;ently.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>I fausto pede</HI>&mdash;
<STAGE>Ex. Tob. Try.</STAGE></L>
<L>Now for the Prodigall.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O doubt not, Mr. <HI>Sarpego:</HI> For know Sir, I am but a poor &s;erving creature, that lives upon expe|ctation;
<PB REF="191">
Oh Sir my end mu&s;t be husks. Feare not my di&s;charge of the Prodigall&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Nil ni&s;i Carmina de&s;unt.</HI></L>
<L>To entertaine ye, while we attire our &s;elves.</L>
<L>We want but now &s;ome Mu&s;ick, or a Song,</L>
<L>But thinke you have it. Sit: wee'l not be long.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Seat you Gallants&punc; Sit, &s;weet Sir <HI>Andrew,</HI> Ma|dam&punc; and the re&s;t, and wee'le imagine Mu&s;ick, as M. <HI>Sarpego</HI> bids us.</P>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Lin&s;le Wol&s;ie,</HI> and <HI>Crack</HI> with his Lute.</STAGE>
<P>How now! By what mi&s;rule comes he to trou|ble us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>By your leave, Gallants, I have brought you Mu&s;ick.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>You Sir, I know your purpo&s;e, and it is preven|ted; you come after the Marriage to forbid the banes. Ha ha ha&mdash;you are &s;hort, M. <HI>Wol&s;ie,</HI> you are &s;hort.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Mrs. <HI>Sneakup</HI> you are wide. I come to wi&s;h joy to the match, and to tell you I rejoyce, that I mi&s;t a Bridegrooms part.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>How's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ee I wear no Willow, and am merry&punc; All's true you told me, boy?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes by my dete&s;tation to Bridewell Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sing boy that &s;ong, If I have any griefe, it &s;hall be all vented in a Hymeneall Song.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have not known him in this humor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruf.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure 'tis a merry madne&s;&s;e for the lo&s;&s;e of the widdow,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Since you come friendly, you are welcome, M. <HI>Wol&s;ie.</HI> Pray &s;it with us, and heare your Hymene|all Song.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="191">Crack &s;ings.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Jo Hymen, Jo Hymen, Jo Hymen
<STAGE><HI>Py.</HI> This begins well.</STAGE></L>
<L>Was wont to be &s;till the old &s;ong</L>
<L>At high Nuptiall Fea&s;ts</L>
<L>Where the merry merry gue&s;ts</L>
<L>With joy and good wi&s;hes did throng:</L>
<L>But to this new Wedding new notes do I bring,</L>
<L>To raile at thee Hymen, while &s;adly I &s;ing.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Fye &ocirc; Hymen, fye &ocirc; Hymen, fye &ocirc; Hymen,</L>
<L>What hands, and what hearts do&s;t thou knit?</L>
<L>A Widdow that's pr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">re,</L>
<L>And a very very Whore,</L>
<L>To an Heire that wants nothing but wit&punc;</L>
<L>Yet thus far, O Hymen, thy an&s;wer is made,</L>
<L>When his <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="3 letters">ns are &s;pent, they may live by her trade.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;ings <HI>Hymen</HI> and <HI>Hymen;</HI> but me-thinkes the &s;ong is &s;candalous to the Marriage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Excu&s;e me Lady, though I was cozen'd of the Bride, I have no &s;uch malice; 'tis a &s;ong that the boy could &s;ing by chance, and made by a couple that were lately married in Crooked-Lane.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, is it &s;o Sir? I knew not what to make of it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Flori&s;h. Enter <HI>Sarpego,</HI> the Prolocutor.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let us attend I pray; the Prologue enters.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Right Country Dame, and Courtly Lady,</L>
<L>Look for &s;en&s;e as &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">all as may be;</L>
<L>But, if wit deceive your thinkings,</L>
<L>Know our Mu&s;e di&s;daines ba&s;e &s;hrinkings.</L>
<L><PB REF="192">Hold a while your Verdicts bridle,</L>
<L>Judge not yet our Project idle,</L>
<L>Till at length the clo&s;e may &s;how it,</L>
<L>If we act the part of Poet.</L>
</LG>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Tryman</HI> and <HI>Toby.</HI> She loo&s;ely dre&s;t like a Curte|zan, a bowle of wine in her hand. He in a fools Cap and Coat.</STAGE>
<LG>
<L>Speak Lechery and Folly, Luxury I would &s;ay;</L>
<L>I need not prompt them, they know what they &s;hould &s;ay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out you ba&s;e Ra&s;call, you muddy Slave; thou ha&s;t married me, and I will drink a health to thy Cuc|koldmaker.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>She drinks it off.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sfoot I am afraid &s;hee'l play the whore better then I &s;hall act the fool.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou under-hearted, dull-blooded Pantaloon&punc; thou who&s;e utmo&s;t honour is to be made &s;o good <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> thing as a Cuckold; thou &s;onne of a Copy-holder&punc; and the Pudding-pye womans daughter, do&s;t tho<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> think, dar'&s;t thou but imagine, that I &s;hall ever vouch|&s;afe to love to doe any thing, but laugh at thee? Hence you Poultroon; thy voyce &s;ounds not &s;o farre as thy breath &s;tinks&mdash;<HI>Kicks him&punc;</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay but, nay but do you heare wife? I do not very well like this; me-thinks you play too much in earne&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>In earne&s;t? Why Goodman Fool, you Cock<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">&punc; comb, you Ninnihammer, you Clotpold Countrey Gentleman, thou dirty greedine&s;s.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why how now daughter? Are you well? Me&punc; thinks you over-do it too much.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou dream'&s;t my good husband, that thou
<PB REF="192">
ha&s;t married the rich widdow, ha ha ha&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now enters Prodigality.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Cra&s;y</HI> in his own habit, all hung with Chaines, Jewells, Bags of Money, &amp;c.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>When the troth is, deare brother, you have married the rank whore. Ha ha ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir!&mdash;who, brother <HI>Cra&s;y?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sweet husband!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dear &s;on!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic. Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Precious friend!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>Neighbour <HI>Cra&s;ie!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dij boni! Domine Cra&s;ie!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>And how doe you wife? When comes your Doctor <HI>Pulsfeel?</HI> But a ki&s;&s;e and &s;o forth? And would not one of the&s;e free Gallants, the&s;e proper youths have &s;erv'd the turne? I pray pardon mine incivility, Mother; I was bold to retaine mine owne Jewells. Ha' you not forgot your &s;ingles and your doubles, your fallings back, and your turnings up wife?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why ifaith, dear heart, do&s;t thinke me &s;o &s;imple, that I did not know thee all the while? Alas man, I did but counterfeit, as you did, to maintaine the je&s;t; ki&s;&s;e me &s;weet duck&mdash;onely to maintaine the je&s;t ifaith.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, yes, we are Friends. I heartily thank the&s;e kind Gentlemen for their loves to you, yes &s;aith, heartily: I am better by it five hundred at lea&s;t. Be not you jealous Madame, they had nothing for it; not a bit by this Light.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ruff.</SPEAKER>
<P>Death o'my Fortune! that was my Gold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tic.</SPEAKER>
<P>Plague of a Villain, that was my Jewell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="193">
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>True Gentlemen; and your bounty likewi&s;e lies in this Bag.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER><HI>La.</HI> T.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, we &s;ent the&s;e things to your Wife.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thank you for it; we have but one Capacity in the Law, you know: What's hers mu&s;t be mine. I know thou would&s;t have it &s;o &s;weet-heart. I am onely &s;orry Gentlemen, that you were &s;o well favourdly bea|ten. That the Foole Citizen, the A&s;&s;e Citizen, the Cuckold Citizen &s;hould procure &s;uch a &s;ound &s;wadling to your wi&s;e, valiant and &s;ub&s;tantiall Shoulders. Is't not a &s;ore matter? But re&s;t, Salves and warm Oyles may in time recover it.</P>
<P>How do you kind Mother? Gentlemen, if any of you want Money Gentlemen, here &s;tands a City-wit that has it. I have it, if you want any; &s;peak, I have it, and will keep it. How does your Co&s;tard Sir? A Pox o'th Slit, Sir. Belov'd of <HI>Phoebus,</HI> Minion of the Mu&s;es; deare water bayly of <HI>Helicon,</HI> be not proud of your Preferment, though you are his Highne&s;&s;e tutor. Mo|ther, J take the re&s;toring of my rich Jewels very kindly. O my kind Brother, you have got the rich Widdow; and you have borne a brain Mother. Your hundred pound, brother, was mo&s;t thri&s;tily and opportunely be|&s;tow'd. J could ha' procur'd her to you at an ea&s;ier rate, Mother. J am onely &s;orry for you Mr. <HI>Wol&s;y,</HI> that you had her not: Becau&s;e you very honourably relea&s;t me of your Bond before it was due; and are in &s;hrewd danger to be laught at among your Neighbours.</P>
<P>How does good Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> the Princes Jeweller? Mother, did not my Father look too wi&s;e for a Citizen? How do&s;t hone&s;t <HI>Punck?</HI> I am as much beholden to thee, as to the re&s;t o' them.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>My &s;onne and my heir is utterly undone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="193">
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>O! I am quite ca&s;t away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O no, you &s;hall be no lo&s;er by me; you &s;hall be a gainer by me Brother: Get wit Brother (marke you) wit. Good faith I pity the poore Citizen, hee has no wit; a hand&s;ome young fellow, with a pretty beard, and a proper bodied woman to his wife, and cannot beare a brain!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why do&s;t heare, mode&s;tly mumping Mother|in-Law, with thy French-hood, gold-chain, and flag|gon-bracelets, advance thy &s;nout. If the foole thy &s;on, the Ideot my husband here, have but as much brains as a Battledore, he may make a faire revenue of me: Has he not a place at Court? Can he not lodge me there, and prove weak-&s;ighted, thick of hea|ring, &s;leepie after dinner, and &s;nort when others enter|taine and Court me? Can he not &s;urvey the hang|ings, read <HI>Cupids</HI> Conybery, the Park of plea&s;ure, Chri&s;tian Love-Letters, or &s;ome other Pamphlet, or faine &s;ome errand into the Town, whil&s;t his browes are turning into gold?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O impudence beyond womans apprehen&s;ion! Sonne <HI>Cra&s;ie,</HI> we have all wrong'd thee, thou know'&s;t it; thou ha&s;t reveng'd it, we feel it; only do not un|do my heire, &s;ave him, bring him but off o'this match with any lo&s;s.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why mother, is your &s;on grown &s;uch a &s;awcy Knave, as he thinkes &s;corne to be a Cuckold? I cannot cleare him; in truth I cannot: He has paid for her deeply, and 'tis pity they &s;hould be parted, yes faith is't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>Woman, we do pray thee, we do be&s;eech thee, even upon our knees&mdash;have pity on the hou&s;e of the <HI>Sneakups:</HI> quit my &s;on, re|linqui&s;h
<PB REF="194">
thy right, make fru&s;trate this marriage, and look thee, before the&s;e able witne&s;&s;es, we heartily for|give all, and forget: And withall, freely be&s;tow this chaine upon thee&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Py. and Tob. kneel.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Pulls off her chain and gives it.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>I do receive it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>She does receive it, beare witne&s;s all, &s;he does receive it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Marry on this condition&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>No I'le no more marries nor conditions, you have receiv'd it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, you mu&s;t make fru&s;trate the Marriage; for look you, you have receiv'd it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will, and freely do; only the condition I would have made, is this, That if you intend longer to be Ma&s;ter of your husband, now that you have &s;een how well it became me, you will henceforward do as I do&mdash;Look you, wear breeches.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Puls the coats up, and &s;hews the breeches.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<P>O horrible!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! do you wear breeches?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir, breeches; and as good lining and &s;tuffing in them, I hope, as yours have, though they be of Sattin.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'le feel that: Sfoot mother this is a man. Come and feel el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>A young one Sir.</P>
<STAGE>Puts off his head-dre&s;s.</STAGE>
<P>See Ma&s;ter your poor &s;ervant <HI>Jeremy,</HI> if he has per|form'd his part, de&s;ires to be admitted into the Livery of wit, and to wear this chaine as his en&s;igne of Free|dome.</P>
<P><HI>Omnes Jeremy!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Jeremy!</HI> O <HI>Jeremy!</HI> thou wer't ever too hard for&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Except at &s;poonmeat, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="194">
<SPEAKER>Jo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ieremy!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, Mi&s;tre&s;s: Indeed for&s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, give me thy hand: I will love thee as long as there is &s;wiftne&s;&s;e in meditation, &s;moothne&s;&s;e in flattery, or con&s;tancy in malice.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Py.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And for the cure that he has wrought on me,</L>
<L>I will applaud his wit; and ble&s;&s;e the light</L>
<L>It gave me to di&s;cover my foule error:</L>
<L>Which by his demon&s;tration &s;hew'd &s;o mon&s;trous,</L>
<L>That I mu&s;t loath my &s;elf, till I bee purg'd.</L>
<L>Sir, by your fair forgivene&s;&s;e, which I kneel for&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sneak.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Heaven make me thankfull: Wife I have no words</L>
<L>To &s;hew how I rejoyce: Ri&s;e, let me ki&s;&s;e thee&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Tempora mutantur.</HI> The towne's ours again.</L>
<L>Only, to fill the Scene with joy, may wee</L>
<L>Conjoyn &s;weet maid, in the Cata&s;trophe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bri.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would you that have taught Greeke, and whip't great boyes, come backe to your Horn-book, and let down your Ga&s;coines to me, that would, if I had you, bee more tyrannous then any Pedant that e|ver reign'd &s;ince the dayes of <HI>Diony&s;ius:</HI> Be&s;ides here is my choice, with my Ma&s;ter and Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es leave, <HI>Je|remies</HI> brother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>But is hee &s;eriou&s;ly thy brother?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Try.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and no more a Pimp Sir, then I am a Wench.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, Mr. <HI>Sarpego,</HI> I'le help you to a fitter match, and <HI>Crack</HI> I will give thee &s;omething with her: Take the &s;ecurity of my hand.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Crac.</SPEAKER>
<P>I only de&s;ire to be &s;ecure from this mans fu|ry, and &s;o con&s;equently from Bridewell.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>He &s;hall have nothing to &s;ay to thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="195">
<SPEAKER>Lin.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will have nothing to &s;ay to man, woman, or child, while I live againe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Fortuna nihil aufert &s;apienti:</HI> Fools and Fid|lers are her Favourites.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let us make this a merry night.</P>
<LG>
<L>Think of no lo&s;&s;es. Sirs, you &s;hall have none;</L>
<L>My hone&s;t care being but to keep mine owne.</L>
<L>What, by my &s;lights, I got more then my due,</L>
<L>I timely will re&s;tore again to you.</L>
</LG>
<P><HI>Omnes,</HI> Thanks kind Mr. <HI>Cra&s;y,</HI> thanks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sar.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Gratias vel ingentes Domine</HI> Cra&s;y.</P>
</SP>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="195">
<HEAD>Epilogue.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>NOw let me Schola&s;tikewi&s;e</L>
<L>For us all Epilogui&s;e:</L>
<L>If the&s;e &s;lender Scenes of Wit</L>
<L>Are receiv'd, as they were writ,</L>
<L>For your mirth, and no offence;</L>
<L>Let your Grace quit our &s;u&s;pence</L>
<L>With applaus'd Cata&s;trophe.</L>
<L>I am &s;hort, w'yee (as you &s;ee)</L>
<L>There a Figure, which pray note yee,</L>
<L><HI>Sic valete valetote.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Gratias Reddo Cuicunque.</L>
<L>Valetote <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">terumque.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
</TEXT>
<TEXT LANG="eng">
<FRONT>
<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="196">
<PB REF="196">
<P>THE DAMOISELLE, OR THE NEW ORDINARY.</P>
<P>A <HI>COMEDY.</HI></P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>T. R.</HI> for <HI>Richard Marriot,</HI> and <HI>Thomas Dring,</HI> and are to be &s;old at their Shops in <HI>Fleet-&s;treet,</HI> 1653.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="197">
<PB REF="197">
<HEAD>Prologue.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>O&V;R Playmaker (for yet he won't be calld</L>
<L>Author, or Poet) nor beg to be in&s;talld</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ir <HI>Lawreat</HI>) has &s;ent me out t'invite</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">our fancies to a full and cleane delight:</L>
<L>And bids me tell you, That though he be none</L>
<L>Of tho&s;e, who&s;e towring Mu&s;es &s;cale the Throne</L>
<L>Of Kings, yet his familiar mirth's as good,</L>
<L>When tis by you approv'd and under&s;tood.</L>
<L>As if h' had writ &s;trong lines, and had the fate,</L>
<L>Of other Fools for medling with the State.</L>
<L>Readers and Audients make good Playes or Books,</L>
<L>Tis appetite makes Di&s;hes, tis not Cooks.</L>
<L>But let me tell you, though you have the power,</L>
<L>To kill or &s;ave; They're Tyrants that devoure,</L>
<L>And Princes that pre&s;erve: He does not ayme,</L>
<L>So much at prai&s;e, as pardon; nor does claime</L>
<L>Lawrell, but Money; Bayes will buy no Sack,</L>
<L>And Honour fills no belly, cloaths no back.</L>
<L>And therefore you may &s;ee his maine intent</L>
<L>Is his owne welfare, and your merriment.</L>
<L>Then often come, 'twill make us and him the wetter,</L>
<L>Wee'l drown the faults of this, in one that's better.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="198">
<HEAD>Dramatis Per&s;onae.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM>VErmine, <HI>an old &V;&s;urer.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Dryground, <HI>an old decayed Knight.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Sir Amphilus, <HI>a Corni&s;h Knight.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Bump&s;ey, <HI>an old Ju&s;tice.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Brookeall, <HI>a Gentleman, undone by</HI> Vermine.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Valentine, Drygrounds <HI>Son.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Wat, Vermins <HI>Son.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Freindly, <HI>a Templer.</HI>
<LIST>
<HEAD>Two Gallants</HEAD>
<ITEM>Oliver,</ITEM>
<ITEM>Ambro&s;e,</ITEM>
</LIST></ITEM>
<ITEM>Treba&s;co. <HI>Sir</HI> Amphilus <HI>his Footman.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Attorney.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Mrs.</HI> Magdalen, Bump&s;eys <HI>Wife.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Jane, <HI>his Daughter.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Alice, Vermins <HI>Daughter.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Frances, <HI>a young Gentlewoman.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Phillis, <HI>a poore Wench.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Elianor.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Lawyers.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Serjeants.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Servants.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Rabble.</ITEM>
</LIST>
<P><HI>The Scene</HI> LONDON.</P>
</DIV1>
</FRONT>
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB REF="198">
<HEAD>THE DAMOISELLE, OR, The New <HI>Ordinary.</HI></HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. I.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Vermine, Dryground.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>_YOU have your Money; full a thou|&s;and pound,</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Humfrey Dryground.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>And you have my Mortgage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>All well and good; all well and good. But, now,</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Humfrey Dryground,</HI> let me coun&s;ell you.</L>
<L>You have already &s;pent a faire E&s;tate;</L>
<L>A goodly, great e&s;tate: I do not taunt,</L>
<L>Nor taxe you for't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Becau&s;e its pumpt into</L>
<L>The pur&s;es of &s;uch wretches as thy &s;elfe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But give me leave, now, fairely to admoni&s;h</L>
<L>You, to a care, how you do part with this.</L>
<L><PB REF="199">You &s;pirited men call Money Dirt and Mud.</L>
<L>I &s;ay it is the Eele.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And you the Mud</L>
<L>That fo&s;ter it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is an Eele, I &s;ay,</L>
<L>In &s;uch &s;leek hands, as yours; from whence it glides&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Into the Mud, oft-times, from whence it came.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I know you doe conceive me. Therefore, Sir,</L>
<L>(As I before was &s;aying) Hold it fa&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>According to the Ballad.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;ings.</STAGE>
<LG TYPE="song">
<L>Youth keep thy Money fa&s;t,</L>
<L>And tye it in thy Pur&s;e:</L>
<L>For that mu&s;t be thine onely Freind,</L>
<L>For better and for wor&s;e.</L>
</LG>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>So &s;o, I &s;ee it going already.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I, to thy comfort. This is the U&s;urers Scripture;</L>
<L>And all that they pretend Salvation by:</L>
<L>To give good admonition with their Money;</L>
<L>Though, in their hearts they wi&s;h the quick &s;ubver&s;ion</L>
<L>Of all they deal with. This is all they plead</L>
<L>Again&s;t the cur&s;es of oppre&s;&s;ed &s;oules:</L>
<L>Did not I warne you? Did not I &s;ay, take heed?</L>
<L>And &s;o, and &s;o forth. I mu&s;t thank you Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;ay, youle make a venture of this Money.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Mr. <HI>Vermine,</HI> in a Project, that&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out upon Projects. Fy fy, out out out.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'm confident &s;hall &s;et me out of debt,</L>
<L>With you and all the World; and reap, againe,</L>
<L>All, that I formerly have &s;owne, with profit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sowne! There's a word! Prodigall wa&s;t is &s;owing.</L>
<L>We &s;hall call Shipwrack, &s;hortly, &s;owing too.</L>
<L>Heark you Sir <HI>Humfrey Dryground,</HI> may not I</L>
<L><PB REF="199">Be privy to your Project? Will you tell me,</L>
<L>If I gue&s;&s;e on it?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>That I will in &s;ooth.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Is 't not to dreine the Goodwins? To be Lord</L>
<L>Of all the Trea&s;ure, buryed in the Sands there?</L>
<L>And have a Million yearely, from the Merchants</L>
<L>To cleer the pa&s;&s;age.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You have had your blow.</L>
<L>No Sir, my Project is in the behalfe</L>
<L>Of the poor Gentleman, you overthrew.</L>
<L>By the &s;trong hand of Law, Bribes, and oppre&s;&s;ion;</L>
<L><HI>Brookall:</HI> Do you know him Sir? who&s;e &s;tate you &s;uck'd</L>
<L>That wrought him to a poverty that cryes</L>
<L>Your &s;infull Coveti&s;e up to the heighth;</L>
<L>And renders you the Mon&s;ter of our time,</L>
<L>For avarice and cruelty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>No more of that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;hould do well to add a &s;um, like this</L>
<L>To his releife: To wave the bitter cur&s;e</L>
<L>That will in time fall on you and your hou&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O ho! I now remember, you have rea&s;on.</L>
<L>That <HI>Brookall</HI> had a Si&s;ter, whom you vitiated</L>
<L>In your wild heat of blood, and then deny'd</L>
<L>Her promis'd Marriage; turnd her off with Childe</L>
<L>A dozen yeares &s;ince, and &s;ince that, never heard of&punc;</L>
<L>Ha! Is't not &s;o? Pray, did you know her Sir?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I wi&s;h I could redeem that ruthfull fault,</L>
<L>By all expiatory meanes: But thy</L>
<L>Inhumane cruelty is inexpiable:</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e (it comes from Heaven into my heart</L>
<L>To move thee to't) thou tak'&s;t a &s;peedy cour&s;e</L>
<L>To give him threefold re&s;titution.</L>
<L>Ile put thee in the way. He has a Son,</L>
<L>A hopefull Youth, a Student in the Law,</L>
<L>If his poor Fathers want of means have not</L>
<L><PB REF="200">Declined his cour&s;e: Give him thy onely Daughter,</L>
<L>And make his Fathers owne Inheritance</L>
<L>(By thee unrighteou&s;ly u&s;urpt) her Dowry;</L>
<L>And pray a ble&s;&s;ing may go with it: And then</L>
<L>Thou may&s;t regaine a Chri&s;tian reputation,</L>
<L>Till age &s;hall lead thee to a quiet Grave.</L>
<L>Come, is 't a match? Will you be&s;tow your Daughter</L>
<L>On <HI>Brookalls</HI> Son, and make your way to Heaven by't?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have your Money.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And thou ha&s;t Adders eares</L>
<L>To all &s;uch Coun&s;ells.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If you break your day</L>
<L>I &s;hall thinke of your coun&s;ell.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Farewell <HI>Vermine.</HI></P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And farewell <HI>Dryground.</HI></L>
<L>This parcell of thy Land, Ile keep from wetting:
<STAGE>The Mortgage.</STAGE></L>
<L>Tis not in thee to turne an Acre of it</L>
<L>Into pure Liquor, for a twelve moneths day.</L>
<L>And break that day thy payment, and the Sun</L>
<L>Sets not more &s;ure, then all this Land is mine.</L>
<L>My Daughter! ha! Can't be in thought of man</L>
<L>To dreame of &s;uch a Match? A wretch, a Beggar?</L>
<L>Within there! Where&punc;s my Girle? What <HI>Ally? Ally?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Alice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here Sir&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vir.</SPEAKER>
<P>My ble&s;&s;ing, and good morne: Now heare me Girle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now for a Speech&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The care of Children's &s;uch a &s;tartle-braine,</L>
<L>That had I more then one, I &s;hould run Wild-cat,</L>
<L>(Then one I mean, to care for) that's thy &s;elfe,</L>
<L>My &s;ober di&s;creet Daughter. Note my care,</L>
<L>Pil'd up for thee in ma&s;&s;y &s;ums of wealth;</L>
<L>Too weighty for thy weak con&s;ideration</L>
<L><PB REF="200">To gue&s;&s;e from whence it came, or how together</L>
<L>So layd in mountainous heaps.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It is indeed</L>
<L>As &s;trange to me, as are the &s;tony wonders</L>
<L>On <HI>Salsbury</HI> Plaine to others. But my duty</L>
<L>Per&s;wades me twas your thrift, and that great ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>That gives increa&s;e to hone&s;t Indu&s;try,</L>
<L>Drawne on it by your prayers and upright life,</L>
<L>That wrought the&s;e heaps together.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O, <HI>Ally Ally,</HI></L>
<L>Tis well if thine with all thy Hu&s;wifry</L>
<L>Can keep 'em &s;o. I thanke thee for thy judgement</L>
<L>And charitable thoughts. But&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>You had other wayes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;ay, thou art the onely Childe I care for.</L>
<L>Thy Brother (though I loath to call him &s;o)</L>
<L>Is, now, an utter &s;tranger to my blood;</L>
<L>Not to be nam'd but with my cur&s;e, a Wolfe</L>
<L>That teares my very bowells out.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Money.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A riotous Reprobate, that hath con&s;um'd</L>
<L>His la&s;t, already, of my meanes and ble&s;&s;ing.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>But he yet may be turn'd Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Out oth' Compter!</L>
<L>May he be &s;o, do&s;t think? Could I but dream</L>
<L>His Creditors, that have him fa&s;t, could be</L>
<L>So idly mercifull, or that his youthfull Ghing</L>
<L>Could &s;tretch, to get him out, Ile lay, my &s;elfe,</L>
<L>An Action on him weightier, then the &s;trength</L>
<L>Of all their poor abilities could lift:</L>
<L>His <HI>Jacks,</HI> his <HI>Toms,</HI> his <HI>Nams, Nolls, Gills,</HI> and <HI>Nuns,</HI></L>
<L>The roaring fry of his Blade-brandi&s;hing mates</L>
<L>Should not relea&s;e his Carca&s;&s;e: If they did,</L>
<L>I'de force him to a tryall for his life,</L>
<L>For the two hundred Peices that he pilfred.</L>
<L><PB REF="201">Out of my Counting-hou&s;e. He &s;hall up.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not forfeit my obedience Sir,</L>
<L>To urge again&s;t your Ju&s;tice, onely I crave</L>
<L>Your leave to grieve, that I have &s;uch a Brother.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;halt defie the name of Brother in him,</L>
<L>My onely, onely Childe; and but in one command</L>
<L>Obey me further, all my e&s;tate is thine,</L>
<L>Tis that I cald thee for.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I do not crave</L>
<L>More, then your daily ble&s;&s;ing; but de&s;ire</L>
<L>To know what youle impo&s;e upon my duty.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou &s;halt, and &s;tile thy &s;elfe a Lady by't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Love defend me from the man I feare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>This day Ile match thee to a matchle&s;&s;e Knight.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>The We&s;terne Kight Sir, that was here la&s;t Term?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even he, this day he comes to Towne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Would I</L>
<L>Were out on't fir&s;t. A matchle&s;&s;e Knight
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE></L>
<L>Indeed, and &s;hall be matchle&s;&s;e &s;till for me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I like tho&s;e blu&s;hes well: I read his welcome</L>
<L>Upon her cheeks.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, I have heard, he has</L>
<L>But little Land.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But he has Money Girle</L>
<L>Enough to buy the be&s;t Knights Land, that is</L>
<L>A &s;elling Knight, in the We&s;t part of <HI>England.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>He's well in yeares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A lu&s;ty Batchelor of two and fifty,</L>
<L>With, O, the husbandry thats in him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>How came he by his Knighthood? Co&s;t it no|thing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No: He was one oth' Cobbe-Knights in the throng,</L>
<L>When they were dubd in Clu&s;ters.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Ser|vant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, the Knight,</L>
<L><PB REF="201">That you expect this day, is come to Towne.</L>
<L>His man has brought's Portmantue.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fetch the Man.</L>
<L>The welcom&s;t man alive is come to Towne.</L>
<L><HI>Ally,</HI> my Girle, my Daughter, Lady Bride!</L>
<L>What title &s;hall I give thee? Now be&s;tirr you,</L>
<L>I know his thrift, he has rid hard to day</L>
<L>To &s;ave his Dinner
<STAGE>Enter Wat di&s;gui&s;ed like a Countrey Serving man.</STAGE></L>
<L>Welcome hone&s;t freind.</L>
<L>And how does the right wor&s;hipful Sir <HI>Amphilus?</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My Ma&s;ter is in health Sir, pray&s;'d be Go&mdash;</L>
<L>A little weary, or &s;o, as I am of my carriage,</L>
<L>Which I mu&s;t not lay down, but in the hands</L>
<L>Of your owne Wor&s;hip.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis of weight and lock'd: I gue&s;&s;e the worth,</L>
<L>And warrant him the &s;afety under the&s;e Keyes.</L>
<L>But where's thy Ma&s;ter?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>At his Inne in <HI>Holborne</HI></L>
<L>Telling a little with the Ho&s;t, till I</L>
<L>Bring word from you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, I will run to him</L>
<L>My &s;elfe: you &s;hall &s;tay here&punc; his Chamber</L>
<L>Fitted again&s;t he comes, <HI>Ally,</HI> be&s;tirr you,</L>
<L>And thinke no paines your trouble on this day,</L>
<L>To morrows Sun &s;hall light your Wedding way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e &s;ome unexpected Fate releive me,</L>
<L>I &s;hall be hurried to my endle&s;&s;e ruine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You are &s;ad, me thinks, young Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, I can tell you,</L>
<L>My Ma&s;ter, when he comes, will make you merry.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>How? As he is a Foole?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No: But as he has</L>
<L>The &s;oule of mirth and Mu&s;ick at command;</L>
<L>Money, the all-rejoycing &s;pirit; that</L>
<L>Hee'l make you merry with: Nor that alone,</L>
<L><PB REF="202">But Dignity, which Women pri&s;e 'bove money,</L>
<L>You are a Lady by't: Mark that. And if</L>
<L>He has a weakne&s;&s;e, which you reckon folly;</L>
<L>It laies you open way to Soveraignty;</L>
<L>The thing which is of mo&s;t e&s;teem. You'll be</L>
<L>His Lady <HI>Regent;</HI> rule all his, and him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This Fellow talkes not like a Serving-man:</L>
<L>A forty &s;hilling wages Creature, but</L>
<L>Some di&s;gui&s;'d &s;poke&s;-man. What may be the trick o'nt?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You cannot, in th' e&s;tate you are, imagine</L>
<L>What tis to be a Wife to &s;uch a man.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No more then you perceive the paines you loo&s;e</L>
<L>In fooling for him thus. But &s;pare your breath,</L>
<L>And take this briefe ta&s;t of his Entertainment.</L>
<L>Fir&s;t know, that J do know the man you &s;peak of,</L>
<L>To be a covetous Mi&s;er; old and fooli&s;h.</L>
<L>Not worth in my e&s;timation the wor&s;t Meale</L>
<L>That ever he him&s;elfe paid three pence for.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who do you mean? Sir <HI>Amphilus</HI> my Knight.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes Squire, J know him and his qualities;</L>
<L>The waies he got his Wealth by, ca&s;uall Matches;</L>
<L>Of forty, fifty, and &s;ometimes a hundred</L>
<L>For one. When bounteous Fortune (&s;eldome failing</L>
<L>Men of his Brain) ca&s;t all into his mouth,</L>
<L>The Gudgeon gap&punc;d for. And how &s;light a thing</L>
<L>It is, for &s;uch ba&s;e Worldlings to be rich?</L>
<L>That &s;tudy nothing but to &s;crape and &s;ave.</L>
<L>That have no Faith, but in their ready money,</L>
<L>Nor love to Worldly plea&s;ures above tho&s;e</L>
<L>Poor Coblers u&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Cheap Whores, and Duck-hunting:</L>
<L>There&punc;s his delight indeed.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J hate to think of of &s;uch a Dunghill Scarab.</L>
<L>A water-Dog Knight!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But Wedlock, to his age, will bring him home</L>
<L><PB REF="202">To choicer plea&s;ures, and abandon &s;uch.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>His Age is fit for nothing, but to rock</L>
<L>Anothers Child; and to rejoyce through Spectacles,</L>
<L>At the &s;trong Gue&s;&s;e he has, it is his owne.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;light him &s;trangely yet: but when you &s;ee</L>
<L>Him, and his weighty rea&s;ons to confute you.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J will nor weigh, nor &s;ee him, or his rea&s;ons.</L>
<L>And if thou ow'&s;t him &s;o much Service, tell him;</L>
<L>Go back and tell him &s;trait: &s;ave him the end</L>
<L>Of his intended Journey. For to come</L>
<L>Hither, will be to drive me hence. And tell</L>
<L>My Father, ere he &s;hall enforce me, take him;</L>
<L>Ile flye into the Armes of one he hates.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you in earne&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, by all my hopes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e are the armes that mu&s;t receive thee then.</L>
<L>Nay, be not frighted Si&s;ter; look, tis J.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Off his Beard, &amp;c.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be&s;hrew me but J am. How got you hither?</L>
<L>Could not the Compter hold you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So it &s;eems,</L>
<L>My Virtue was not to be &s;o ob&s;cur'd.</L>
<L>Noble Sir <HI>Humphrey Dryground,</HI> Si&s;ter, was</L>
<L>My franck Infranchi&s;er. O, J have wonders</L>
<L>To tell thee Si&s;ter. Thou mu&s;t go with me.</L>
<L>But fir&s;t, lend me &s;ome money. Borrow &s;ome;</L>
<L>(And let it be a good Summe) of my Father,</L>
<L>Now in his ab&s;ence. Come, &s;upply, &s;upply</L>
<L>My Pockets and thine owne. For we mu&s;t hence.</L>
<L>Th'art made for ever, Si&s;ter. Quick, di&s;patch.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the meaning of all this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Twill be too long to tell it here.</L>
<L>The Ra&s;call foole, to whom my Father gives thee,</L>
<L>Is come to Towne: And &s;hould he now &s;urpri&s;e thee,</L>
<L>Here in my Fathers power, thy &s;trength might faile thee.</L>
<L><PB REF="203">Be therefore at a &s;ure Guard. O, Sir <HI>Humphrey,</HI></L>
<L>How are my Si&s;ter and my &s;elfe bound to thee,</L>
<L>That plotte&s;t this e&s;cape. Di&s;patch good <HI>Ally,</HI></L>
<L>And heare thee re&s;t by th' way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why? Wither? What's the matter?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Say thou will have that Coxcomb, Ile but kill thee,</L>
<L>And leave the here: And all my care is over.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile &s;ooner dye then have him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why do you not &s;hun him then? O, &s;weet Sir <HI>Humphrey,</HI></L>
<L>Is thy care &s;lighted thus, in my delivery?</L>
<L>In my di&s;gui&s;e? In &s;ending out my Father</L>
<L>On Tom-fooles Errant? While a Coach is &s;ent</L>
<L>To the back-doore here; All to &s;ave my Si&s;ter,</L>
<L>My thankle&s;&s;e Si&s;ter here, from wor&s;e then Rape.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, whither would you have me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But hard-by.</L>
<L>But till the Wilde-fire of my Fathers Pa&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>Shall be run out. Slid, J had eene forgot.</L>
<L>Beare money with us, Si&s;ter; pretty &s;tore.</L>
<L>Who knowes occa&s;ions? Let him keep in pawne</L>
<L>My rich Portmantue for't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's &s;ome good &s;tuff in't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>More then hee&punc;ll thank me for. Wee'll talke i'th' Coach</L>
<L>In, in, and furni&s;h; &amp; &s;o through the Garden,</L>
<L>And, whirre, we are gone. If we &s;hould be prevented;</L>
<L>By this good &s;teele, if J but heare one knock,</L>
<L>Jle make &s;ure work o&punc;thee. J can but tru&s;&s;e for&punc;t.</L>
<L>There's a faire end on's both. And what will he</L>
<L>Do with his money then? Look how thou &s;tand&s;t.</L>
<L>Jf you re&s;pect your Father, or the Dog-Ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>To be your Husband, better then me, then take</L>
<L>You your owne cour&s;e: Mine &s;hall be known next Se&s;|&s;ions.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Better then you, don't you re&s;pect your Father Better then me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, if J do, let me be hang'd for nothing:</L>
<L><PB REF="203">And that would anger any man I think.</L>
<L>'Slid, thou and J had one Mother, (which</L>
<L>We both take after) &s;o had not he and we.</L>
<L>And he takes after no body, that J know.</L>
<L>He loves a &s;tranger better then's owne Childe:</L>
<L>And that mans money, better then that man,</L>
<L>The Devill 'bove all J think. Thou do&s;t not know</L>
<L>What Coales we &s;tand on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who &s;hall look toth'hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wilt loo&s;e thy &s;elfe with keeping that? Is that All now? Away, away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Y'are a precious Brother.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. I. Scene II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Bump&s;ey, Dryground, Valentine, Magdalen, Jane.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>ALL this needs not Sir <HI>Humphrey.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do but heare patiently, and do your plea&s;ure.</L>
<L>J go not about to &s;top your cour&s;e, Mr. <HI>Bump&s;ey.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor J yours, Sir <HI>Humphrey;</HI> Nor your Sonnes here; Nor his Wifes there: Onely this Gen|tlewoman, in mine owne right J may be bold withall, while you depart my hou&s;e, if you may be intreated, &s;o. Is not this right? Is not this plain?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet heare his Wor&s;hip &s;peak, good <HI>Bump.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good <HI>Whirly,</HI> what can his Wor&s;hip &s;peak? Or your wi&s;dome twatle for him, in this Cau&s;e; that J do not under&s;tand already? Has not his Sonne wedded our Daughter? How directly, or indi|rectly,
<PB REF="204">
who meddles with his match? Nay more, has he not bedded her? How, directly or indirect|ly, who meddles with that either? Let him have and hold, po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e (<HI>Hmh.</HI>) and enjoy; do his wor&s;t, and make his be&s;t of her, though &s;he be an Heire, J will not &s;ue him out of her: No, J prote&s;t; were it <HI>Ante Copulam,</HI> as it is <HI>po&s;t,</HI> J would not cro&s;&s;e em. Is not this right and plaine enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>But good Mr. <HI>Bump&s;ey,</HI> Brother <HI>Bump&s;ey,</HI> I would call you&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Keep your Brothers and your Goods to your &s;elfe, Sir, J have no need of 'em.</L>
<L>You are a Knight, and a man ot Wor&s;hip&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>He will &s;peake all him&s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>J am a plaine Fellow, and out of debt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>J, let him run on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>J &s;ought none of your Allyance, J&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Has he the &s;peed to run beyond him&s;elfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and bring him&s;elfe about, J warrant you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor to be joyned with hou&s;es of great &s;ound,</L>
<L>Who&s;e noi&s;e growes from their hollow emptine&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>J could have matcht my Daughter here, that was,</L>
<L>But now a Barronette&s;&s;e in Rever&s;ion,</L>
<L>To a &s;ub&s;tantiall Heire of two faire Lord&s;hips.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Perhaps no Gentleman.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yet honourable, Land-Lord&s;hip's reall honour,</L>
<L>Though in a Trade&s;-man Son: when your faire Titles</L>
<L>Are but the &s;hadowes of your Ance&s;try;</L>
<L>And you walk in'em, when your Land is gone:</L>
<L>Like the pale Gho&s;ts of dead Nobilitie.</L>
<L>Ha! I&s;t not &s;o? Is not this right and plaine?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes like the priviledge you u&s;e in your owne hou&s;e here.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay I come up to you now <HI>Sir Humfry Dry|ground;</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="204">Up in a point of Chivalry. You are a Knight,</L>
<L>A Baronet to boot: Your &s;on is like</L>
<L>T'inherit that deare paid-for title, but</L>
<L>(Youle give me leave to u&s;e my plainne&s;&s;e)</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Freely.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your &s;on (I &s;ay) is Heire to your bought honour.</L>
<L>Which may hereafter Ladifie my Daughter:</L>
<L>But where&punc;s the Land you once were Lord of? Ha!</L>
<L>The goodly Cornfields, Medows, Woods, and Pa&s;tures,</L>
<L>That mu&s;t maintain the Hou&s;e, the Gownes, the Coach,</L>
<L>With all by complements of Hor&s;es, Hawks, and Hounds.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now hees in.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Where be the Parks, the Warrens, Herds, and Flocks?</L>
<L>Be&s;ides the Gardens, Orchards, Walks, and Fi&s;h-ponds?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>For that heare me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ods pitty, give me leave,</L>
<L>You, that had all the&s;e once, in three faire Lord&s;hips,</L>
<L>To be wrought on, and tonyed out of all,</L>
<L>But a &s;mall pittance of <HI>Trois Cents per Annum,</HI></L>
<L>By Providence intayld upon the Heire,</L>
<L>(Or thad had wa&s;ted too) which now maintaines you,</L>
<L>In a proportion of Smoak, and Sack,</L>
<L>To wa&s;h your mouth with after, where you live</L>
<L>Confin'd in <HI>Milford</HI> Lane, or <HI>Fullers</HI> Rents,</L>
<L>Or who knows where, it skills not&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mu&s;t I heare this too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now he has almo&s;t done.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can you (I &s;ay) think your good husbandry</L>
<L>A lawfull Precedent for your Game&s;ome &s;on</L>
<L>To make my Daughter happy in a Marriage,</L>
<L>Though he had twice my Fortunes?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now hee's coming:</L>
<L>Beare but with this; and if he offer not</L>
<L><PB REF="205">More then you would reque&s;t, Ile lo&s;e your love.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But here's the &s;ub&s;tance of't, you have my Daughter,</L>
<L>Your Son, &s;ir, has my Daughter, that mu&s;t have,</L>
<L>And &s;hall, my whole E&s;tate at my Decea&s;e;</L>
<L>(No Law exacts it &s;ooner) This E&s;tate</L>
<L>You &s;afely may &s;uppo&s;e ten thou&s;and pounds,</L>
<L>Which J have got by thrifty Indu&s;try.</L>
<L>Onely one thou&s;and, J confe&s;&s;e, my Wife</L>
<L>Improv'd my Fortune with, Here's the ju&s;t &s;umme.</L>
<L>J give her&punc; leave to give it to her Daughter:</L>
<L>She may endow her Husband with it. So,</L>
<L>Is not this plaine? Now note me further, &s;ir;</L>
<L>What J have left is my owne; and you, &s;ir, may</L>
<L>Which what is theirs take hence your Son &amp; Daughter,</L>
<L>Till you &s;hall heare old <HI>Bump&s;ey</HI> is decea&s;t.</L>
<L>Then let him come, and challenge all&mdash;that's left;</L>
<L>Mean time J know my cour&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now chop in with him, Mother, you know how apt</L>
<L>Hee is to cro&s;&s;e you in the&s;e Moods.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deare, worthy, honour'd, &s;ir,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>&s;h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t, &s;h't, &s;h't; Woman come you with me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>J <HI>Bump.</HI> Let us go our way, and let them take theirs agods name.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray heare me, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>At this time, &s;ir, he &s;hall not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shall not! He &s;hall &s;ure: Ods pity! &s;hall not: Are you pleas'd to &s;peak, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>not to offend&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not to a Fiddle&s;tick. Shall not! Can you &s;peak or not?</L>
<L>If not, pray yell me &s;o.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>J married, &s;ir, your Daughter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You may thank her Mother for't, not me.</L>
<L>Well, will you &s;peake?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="205">
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J married her in a firme hope to winne</L>
<L>Your Love and favour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Which, &s;ince I have not yet; and time mu&s;t worke it,</L>
<L>I would make this my &s;uit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would I could heare it once.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That you would take</L>
<L>With re-acceptance of this thou&s;and pound</L>
<L>Your Daughter and me into your Family.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And why the thou&s;and pound; doe's't burn your Fingers?</L>
<L>Give us but meat and lodging for<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t: My Father,</L>
<L>Out of his little left E&s;tate will give us</L>
<L>A hundred yearely for other nece&s;&s;aries.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>With all my heart.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And as you finde my regular life de&s;erve</L>
<L>Your future favour, &s;o extend your bounty,</L>
<L>When Age &s;hall call upon you to di&s;po&s;e</L>
<L>Of all your faire Po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ions.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Humh! A pretty od &s;peech this! I would I knew The meaning on<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I mean, Sir, as I &s;peak; that till you finde</L>
<L>Strong probability in me to manage</L>
<L>A good e&s;tate, you tru&s;t me not with any.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha! Is it &s;o? Then J come to a point with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Marke him now, Sir <HI>Humfrey.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You look, Sir, in my Daughters right, to have,</L>
<L>After my death, my whole E&s;tate, by &s;hewing</L>
<L>Me, in my life time, your good husbandry, by husban|ding of nothing:</L>
<L>Y' have tane off halfe my purpo&s;e; for J meant</L>
<L>To have kept it in my power, whether to leave her</L>
<L>Any, or nothing: And, perhaps (d'yee heare)</L>
<L>By an odd cour&s;e, that J was thinking on</L>
<L><PB REF="206">To ha&punc; made all nothing ere J dy'd: But now</L>
<L>Halfe of that power Ile put into your hands,</L>
<L>Ile try what you can do with &s;omething.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Halfe? What meane you halfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Even halfe of all J have.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>J hope you will not deal &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>And as he deals with that, Ile u&s;e the re&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray be advi&s;'d.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Never by you 'gain&s;t this:</L>
<L>Ile give him in&s;tantly the free po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>Of halfe J have: Now marke; if you increa&s;e,</L>
<L>Or keep that halfe, then, doubtle&s;&s;e, J &s;hall do,</L>
<L>As well with tother for you: If you dimini&s;h</L>
<L>Or wa&s;te it all, ile do the like with my part.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Husband.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile do't: Together we will live:</L>
<L>And Ile along with you in your owne cour&s;e,</L>
<L>And, as you play your game, you win or lo&s;e all:</L>
<L>Thrive and ile thrive: Spend you, and J will &s;pend:</L>
<L>Save, and Jle &s;ave; &s;catter, and Ile &s;catter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>You won't be mad.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile do't: Let him throw Money</L>
<L>Into the <HI>Thames,</HI> make Ducks and Drakes with Peices,</L>
<L>Ile do the like: till he has made a match</L>
<L>Or no match of my Daughter: There's the point</L>
<L>And the whole &s;ub&s;tance on't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you do &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Will I? Tis done. Ile make him a good husband,</L>
<L>Or be no husband for him: And &s;o &s;ee</L>
<L>Whats mine, out of the danger of his wa&s;te,</L>
<L>And have &s;ome &s;port too for my Money: Ha!</L>
<L>I love to do the&s;e things.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, but in one thing, <HI>Bump.</HI> let me advi&s;e you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In nothing `gain&s;t this cour&s;e, good whirly: no,</L>
<L>Tis &s;o &s;et downe. I know I &s;hall be counted</L>
<L><PB REF="206">An odde old humorous Cock&s;combe for't by &s;ome:</L>
<L>But the truth is, I love to do the&s;e things:</L>
<L>And &s;o God gi yee joy.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile take my leave Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not &s;o I hope, Sir <HI>Humfry.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have bu&s;ine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And go well &s;atisfied with this agreement:</L>
<L>And, <HI>Val.</HI> take briefly this my Charge: You are now</L>
<L>A Husband, be a good one: Y'have my ble&s;&s;ing.</L>
<L>But (heark you) do you remember 'gain&s;t the evening?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>All Sir, all: I have &s;pread my Nets already.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, fare you well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>At your plea&s;ure Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile &s;hortly vi&s;it you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>At your own good time Sir-
<STAGE>Exit Drygr.</STAGE></L>
<L>The&s;e &s;hall &s;tay here, Ile blindfold them with Money,</L>
<L>And by a new way try, if they can grope</L>
<L>The right way into th' World. Come your way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT. II.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Oliver. Ambro&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>ANd why this Gullery to me, good <HI>Ambro&s;e?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>J &s;wear J am &s;erious, and you may may beleeve it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What, that there can be in the World an A&s;&s;e</L>
<L>(Wert thou a fool to credit it) that would keep</L>
<L>A Hou&s;e, by way of publike Ordinary,</L>
<L>For fa&s;hionable Gue&s;ts, and curious &s;tomacks;</L>
<L>The daintie&s;t Pallats, with rich Wine and Chear;</L>
<L>And all for nothing, but alls paid and welcome?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="207">
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Vall Dryground</HI> told it me, who&s;e truth de&s;erves</L>
<L>So well my credit, that, prove you it fal&s;e,</L>
<L>Ile pay all Ord'naries and Taverne reckonings</L>
<L>You &s;hall be at this twel'moneth.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J have heard</L>
<L>Of all the Mockeries, the Ape, the Ram, the Hornes,</L>
<L>The Goat, and &s;uch tame Mon&s;ters, whom poor wits</L>
<L>Have &s;ent wi&s;e Trade&s;men to, as to a Knight,</L>
<L>A Lord, or forrain Prince; to be his Mercer,</L>
<L>His Taylor, Sem&s;ter, Millener, or Barber:</L>
<L>When tho&s;e, that have beene mock'd, &s;till &s;ent their Neighbours,</L>
<L>Till halfe the City have bee fool-found. Ha!</L>
<L>I&s;t not &s;ome &s;uch poor trick?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here comes my Author.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Valentine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O Mr. Bridegroom, that &s;tole the wealthy match!</L>
<L>How got you loo&s;e &s;o &s;oone? J thought you had beene</L>
<L>tyed up by the Loines, like a Monkey to the Bed-po&s;t,</L>
<L>for a fortnight at the lea&s;t. How does old <HI>Bump&s;ey,</HI> that</L>
<L>Freeco&s;t Drunkard, thy mad Father-in-Law, take thy</L>
<L>&s;tolne Marriage? I am &s;ure he knows on't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He found's abed la&s;t night i'th' nick, as we &s;ay.</L>
<L>But we are peec'd this morning.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then he wrangled it out, of him&s;elfe. J know his &s;ingular humour.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>What has he gi'n thee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Halfe, of all he has.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>How?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>On this Condition, that, if J &s;ave</L>
<L>That halfe untill he dyes, the re&s;t is mine too.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>What if thou &s;pend&s;t thy halfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heel &s;pend the tother; and the &s;ame way, hee &s;weares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee'l nere keep Covenant.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He tell you how he runs at wa&s;te already,</L>
<L><PB REF="207">This morning the French Taylor brought a Gowne home,</L>
<L>Of the fa&s;hion, for my Wife. He bought one</L>
<L>Streight, ready made, for his old Gentlewoman,</L>
<L>That never wore &s;o rich in all her life.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>O brave old woman! How will &s;hee carry it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;poke but of a Coach, and he be&s;poke one.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wonder upon wonder! <HI>Nam</HI> was telling one Before thou cam'&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>What the new Ordnary?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do&s;t know the man that keeps it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They call him <HI>Osbright.</HI></L>
<L>A brave old Blade. He was the Pre&s;ident</L>
<L>Of the Can-quarrelling Fraternity,</L>
<L>Now calld the Roaring Brotherhood, thirty years &s;ince,</L>
<L>But now grown wondrous civill, free, and ho&s;pitable,</L>
<L>Having had &s;omething fallen to him, as it &s;eemes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>That <HI>Osbright</HI> has been dead the&s;e many years.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>It was given out &s;o: But he lived beyond Sea.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>There&punc;s &s;ome &s;trange plot in't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>O thou pollitick <HI>Noll.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Judge thy &s;elfe, <HI>Val,</HI> what can the my&s;tery be?</L>
<L>He tells me there's no Gaming, &s;o no Cheating;</L>
<L>Nor any other by-way of expence,</L>
<L>By Bawdry, or &s;o, for privy profit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Such a &s;u&s;pition were a &s;in. But now</L>
<L>I will unfold the Riddle to you. This fea&s;ting</L>
<L>Has been but for three dayes, and for great per&s;ons,</L>
<L>That are invited, and to be prepar'd</L>
<L>To venture for a prize. This very night</L>
<L>There will be &s;ome great Rifling for &s;ome Jewell,</L>
<L>Or other rare Commodity, they &s;ay.</L>
<L>I cannot nam't: tis twenty pound a man.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is not that gaming prithee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thats to come:</L>
<L>But, hitherto, nor Dice, nor Cards&punc; nor Wench,</L>
<L><PB REF="208">Is &s;een ith' hou&s;e, but his owne, onely Daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O! has he Daughter there? Mark that <HI>Nam.</HI></L>
<L>No gaming &s;ay&s;t thou? Ods me, and they play not</L>
<L>At the old Game of old there, I dare&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>I dare be &s;worne thou do&s;t 'em wrong.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shees too ftale, is &s;hee?</L>
<L>Tis above twenty yeares &s;ince he went over,</L>
<L>And was reported dead (they &s;ay) &s;oon after,</L>
<L>In <HI>France,</HI> I take it: But, then, it &s;eemes, he lived,</L>
<L>And got this Dam&s;ell there? Is &s;he French borne?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, &s;he was born and bred there: And can &s;peak</L>
<L>Engli&s;h but brokenly. But, for French behaviour,</L>
<L>Shees a mo&s;t compleat <HI>Damoi&s;elle,</HI> and able</L>
<L>To give in&s;tructions to our Courtlie&s;t Dames.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee mu&s;t be &s;een.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>But &s;ee who here comes fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Vermine&punc; Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou ha&s;t undone me Villaine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Out alas!</L>
<L>I was as ignorant of the deceit,</L>
<L>As your owne innocent wor&s;hip ever was</L>
<L>Of cozening any man of Land or Living.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was ever man &s;o cur&s;ed in his Children!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis the wretch <HI>Vermine.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>What makes he here, trow, in the Temple Walks?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What &s;hould he do el&s;ewhere, when Law's his Lechery.</L>
<L>The Devils itch dry up his marrow for't.</L>
<L>He undid a worthy Gentleman I know.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, <HI>Brookall,</HI> thru&s;ting him out of his Land.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hee's fitted with an Heire for't; one that can</L>
<L>Ju&s;tly inherit nothing but the Gallows.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Wheres <HI>Brookalls</HI> &s;on? He had a hopefull one;</L>
<L>And, at &s;ixteen, a Student here ith' Temple.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ala&s;&s;e his Fathers fall has ruined him.</P>
<L><PB REF="208">Meere want of maint'nance forc'd him to &s;ervice;</L>
<L>In which hee's lately travell'd into France.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Go backe to the Recorders: Fetch the War|rant,</L>
<L>Ile &s;earch the City and the Suburbs for her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>But <HI>Vermine</HI> has a daughter may prove good,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A good one like enough: Ile lay a wager</L>
<L>Hee's poching 'mong the trees here, for a Broker;</L>
<L>To match his daughter to a landed husband.</L>
<L>This is their walk.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let's try if we can fit him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou'lt nere indure his breath, it &s;tinkes of brim&s;tone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile take the wind of him: You are well met, Sir.</L>
<L>They &s;ay you have a daughter you would match, Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It may be I have; it may be not; How then?</L>
<L>What's that to you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray be not angry Sir.</L>
<L>The wor&s;t of us has land, and may de&s;erve her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray let me ask you fir&s;t, if you be not</L>
<L>The knaves con&s;ederates that &s;tole her from me?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is &s;he &s;tolne from you Sir? In troth I am glad on't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis the fir&s;t newes we heard on't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Though J a&s;&s;ure you</L>
<L>We heard none ill to day: But very good,</L>
<L>As that of the New Ordinary.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then the good &s;ucce&s;&s;e</L>
<L>This Gentleman had lately with a wife&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And la&s;tly, this you tell us; which, but that</L>
<L>It comes from your own mouth, were e'en too good</L>
<L>For our belief, me-thinks.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray, is it true Sir?</L>
<L><PB REF="209">That your daughter's gone, lo&s;t, or &s;tolne, as you &s;ay?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>May we report it after you, good Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>What are you? I would know.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Gentlemen, Sir,</L>
<L>That cannot but rejoyce at your affliction.</L>
<L>And therefore blamele&s;&s;e, that de&s;ire to hear it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Cannot this place&punc; where Law is chiefly &s;tudied,</L>
<L>Relieve me with &s;o much, as may revenge</L>
<L>Me on the&s;e &s;corners? How my Slave &s;tayes too!</L>
<L>Yet I may find a time.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>All.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha ha ha.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Look, look, what thing is this?&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Amphilus, Treba&s;co.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Treba&s;co, Skip-kennel.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>. . . .</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;peaks, me-thinks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and its &s;hadow an&s;wers it in Corni&s;h&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I know him; 'tis the wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e We&s;tern Knight, that &s;hould</L>
<L>Have married <HI>Vermines</HI> daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>Skipkennell,</HI> you &s;hall turn Footman, now, <HI>Skipkennell.</HI></L>
<L>I'le nere keep hor&s;e more&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>You mu&s;t be Footman then your &s;elf Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>No nor Mare neither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>You need not Sir, now you be determined to marry, and live here i'the City altogether. And truly, Sir, &s;he could never ha' dyed better, nor been taken from you (as they &s;ay) in a better time&punc; &s;o neere her journeys end.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>His Mare's dead it &s;eems.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was it well done of her, do&s;t thinke, to die
<PB REF="209">
to day upon the way, when &s;he had been i'my pur&s;e to morrow in Smithfield: Poor fool, I think &s;he dyed for grief I would ha' &s;old her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Twas unlucky to refu&s;e <HI>Reynold Pengutlings</HI> money for her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would I had taken't now: and &s;he had not dyed mine own, 'twould nere have griev'd me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray hear it Sir, as they &s;ay&mdash;We are all mor|tall you know, and her time was come, we mu&s;t think.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>And't had not been the fir&s;t lo&s;&s;e that ere I had in my life, I could ha' born it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>And grace og (as they &s;ay) it &s;hall not be the la&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would thou could&s;t a&s;certain me that; but mi&s;chiefes are taild to one another, and I mu&s;t grieve as well for the what's to come, as the departed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>We will have a bout with him: Who is depar|ted, Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Mare, my Mare Sir: 'Twas the prettie&s;t Tit&mdash;But &s;he is gone&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>How, is &s;he gone Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will not talk to 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>How is &s;he gone, I pray Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, as it were, becau&s;e &s;he could goe no fur|ther.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good angry man give us leave to talk with thy Ma&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Sir a little more of your Mare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would you had her all to do you good Sir: &s;he lies but a quarter of a mile beyond Brainford.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did you leave skin and &s;hooes, and all behind Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shoes all behind&punc; I thought how wi&s;e you were: Come away Ma&s;ter&punc; No, while &s;he liv'd, &s;he never wore but two behind Si<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="210">
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gramercy hone&s;t fellow, thou ha&s;t wit in thy anger.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah, an&s;wer not the Gentleman &s;o &s;nap|pi&s;hly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>How can I choo&s;e, when they do nothing but make a foole of your Wor&s;hip before your Wor&s;hips face, and your Wor&s;hip perceives it not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good Sir, fall from your man to your bea&s;t a|gaine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>There againe, another main mock: He would have him fall from a man to a bea&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give me the &s;hoon; let 'em go I &s;ay, I will have 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray take 'em then, hee'l ne're be wi&s;er.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>The&s;e were her &s;hoon Gentlemen, I'le keep 'em for her &s;ake, that little Tit, my little poor Gonhel|ly, that would have carried me on this little iron from <HI>Pen&s;ans</HI> to S. <HI>Columb</HI> on a day. And that's a way would try a &s;tumbler you'l &s;ay, if you know it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Tis enough, I know you Sir <HI>Amphilus,</HI> and have fool'd enough with you. Adieu; my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e calls me. Gentlemen, will you meet me to night at the Ordinary&punc;&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and perhaps, be there before you too. Come <HI>Ambro&s;e</HI>&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Od Gentlemen, me-thinks</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why did you talk with 'em? What had you to make with 'em?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>True, wee have other matters to think on: Your fir&s;t cour&s;e <HI>Treba&s;co,</HI> after we come to our lodg|ing, &s;hall be to Turnbull-&s;treet, to the Cobler&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Dog-tutor.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="210">
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and &s;ee how my whelp proves, I put to him la&s;t Term.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>And know of him what Game&s;ters came to the Ponds now adayes, and what good dogs.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>And ask him&mdash;Do&s;t thou heare? If he ha' not done away his own dog yet, <HI>Blackswan</HI> with the white foot? If I can but purcha&s;e him, and my own whelp prove right, I will be Duke of the Ducking-pond.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never mi&s;doubt, your whelp's right I warrant you; for why, he could lap before he could well go: And at ten weeks old he could pi&s;&s;e under leg.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>He was a fine forward Puppy, true enough: But and that be a &s;igne of &s;hort life, and he &s;hould peak away after my Mare now&mdash;Here, prethee take her &s;hoon againe: What &s;hould I keep 'em for? They put me too much in mind of mortality, do 'em away, make money of 'em, and Ile convert it into a Dog-Collar&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Vermine.</HI> Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile try the Market with 'em.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>the frumping Jacks are gone.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>See my Aldermanicall Father-in-Law! How d'yee do Sir? I am come. I keep my day you &s;ee before I am a Cittiner among you. How does my be&s;t belov'd I pray, your daughter? You do not &s;peak me-thinks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ask you for my daughter? Let me aske you fir&s;t what was your plot to put me in this fright, to make me trudge to your Inn, whil&s;t knave your man here&mdash;Is not this he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>I doubt Sir he was taller.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Having fir&s;t left a bag of Trumpery with me,
<PB REF="211">
&s;tones, and old iron, &s;teals away the baggage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is abhomination! What Inn? and what old iron? I came at no Inne to day, nor touch old I|ron, but that with &s;orrow enough, my poore Mares &s;hoes, she left me at her &s;ad decea&s;e to Brainford. I had rather ha' lo&s;t the be&s;t part of five Mark J wu&s;&s;e: From whence I came by water, landed here at the Temple, to leave a Letter to a kin&s;mans chamber, now right as &s;ure as can be. Say <HI>Treba&s;co.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>He tells you true.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>But is your daughter gone?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gone, gone.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>All ill go with her: Did not I &s;ay I &s;hould hear of more mi&s;chief, and that one was ever tail'd to another?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;aid &s;o indeed: but if &s;he had been tail'd to your Mare, I &s;hould have &s;een her &s;ure, when I &s;tript her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is the day of my affliction,</L>
<L>This day Ile cro&s;&s;e out of my Almanack</L>
<L>For ever having any thing to do on't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why then, you will not &s;eeke her out to day</L>
<L>Although me-thinks the day might &s;erve as well</L>
<L>To find her, as to lo&s;e her, if luck &s;erve.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What el&s;e did you intend Sir by the warrant?</L>
<L>Be&s;t lo&s;e no time Sir.</L>
<L>No, no, wee'l go.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Brookeall.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fir&s;t take my execration with thee, Mon&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hell vomits all her malice this day on me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hell &s;ends by mee this commendation to thee,</L>
<L><PB REF="211">That thou ha&s;t there a mo&s;t de&s;erved Po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>That gapes to entertain thee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who's this, a Conjure<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> that knowes hell &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, but a certain Spirit, that my Ma&s;ter</L>
<L>Conjur'd out of his Land.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If you can conjure,</L>
<L>Here's money to be got Sir, but to tell us</L>
<L>What may be now betid of this mans daughter?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Him&s;elf, and his Po&s;terity mu&s;t all</L>
<L>Sink unavoydably to hell.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are mo&s;t deeply read! May not a Son-in-Law&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why talk you to that Rayler?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray Sir, may not</L>
<L>A Son-in-Law e&s;cape in your opinion?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No Sir: it was by Law he made the purcha&s;e.</L>
<L>And by his Son-in-Law, or out-law'd, down he mu&s;t:</L>
<L>If he &s;et ventrous foot, as his Inheritor,</L>
<L>Upon the mould, was got by his oppre&s;&s;ion.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pretty mad rea&s;on me-thinks; where's that Land?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sirrah, Ile tame thy tongue&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, wretch, thou can&s;t not,</L>
<L>Nor fly out of the reach of my fell cur&s;es,</L>
<L>That freedome (being all that thou ha&s;t left me)</L>
<L>Thou can&s;t not rob me of.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;hall find meanes</L>
<L>Then to confine it, and your &s;elf in Bed lame:</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou can&s;t not be &s;o ju&s;t &s;ure, to exchange</L>
<L>Thine own inheritance for mine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Have you made</L>
<L>A purcha&s;e there too, Father-Law that &s;hould be?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>How am I tortur'd! I will fly this place.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><PB REF="212">Enter <HI>Phillis,</HI> a box in her hand.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay prethee &s;tay a little, good old man,</L>
<L>Give &s;omething to my box.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out on thee Baggage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>A little &s;omething, prethee; but a te&s;ter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Out, out.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou look'&s;t like a good Penny-father,</L>
<L>A little of thy money would &s;o thrive here,</L>
<L>'Twould grow, by that I were ready for a husband,</L>
<L>Up to a pretty portion. Pray thee now&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>What can&s;t thou be?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In&s;ooth a Gentlewoman, but a By-blow,</L>
<L>My Father is a Knight, but mu&s;t be namele&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can Knights get Beggars?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why not? when &s;uch as thou get Knights.</L>
<L>Nay, prethee, prethee now gi' me a te&s;ter.</L>
<L>I ne're ask le&s;&s;e: My mother's a poore Gentlewoman,</L>
<L>And has no meanes, but what comes through my fingers.</L>
<L>And this is all my work: Come, wring it out.</L>
<L>Oh how I love a hard-bound Money-ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>Who&s;e count'nance &s;hewes how loath hee is to part with't!</L>
<L>It comes &s;o &s;weetly from him, when it comes:</L>
<L>Nay, when? I pray thee when? Pi&s;h, make an end.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is the prettie&s;t merry Beggar.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hu&s;wife Ile ha' you whipt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I, when I beg i'th' &s;treets.</L>
<L>I have allowance here&punc; as well as any</L>
<L>Brokers, Projectors, Common Bail, or Bankrupts,</L>
<L>Pandars; and Cheaters of all &s;orts, that mix here</L>
<L>Mong&s;t men of honor, wor&s;hip, lands and money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="212">
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>O rare Beggar-wench!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Lawyers and others pa&s;&s;e over the Stage as conferring by two and two.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I come not hither to in|trap or cozen.</L>
<L>My work lies plain before me as my way.</L>
<L>With, <HI>will you give me?</HI> Praythee, hard old man.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away, away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>What though thou com'&s;t to deal</L>
<L>For this mans Land, or &s;ell anothers right,</L>
<L>Or els to match thy daughter, if thou ha&s;t one</L>
<L>To this young Gentleman&mdash;Thou wilt give mee &s;omething.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Devill haunts me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee makes a youth of me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yet I prethee make not</L>
<L>Thy money &s;uch an Idoll, as to think</L>
<L>Thou &s;halt di&s;honor't, or impaire this bargain,</L>
<L>That match, or what&s;oever thou ha&s;t in traffick,</L>
<L>By parting with a &s;illy &s;ilver &s;ixpence.</L>
<L>Shalt not i'fecks la, &s;halt not; Ile &s;trike luck to it,</L>
<L>Thy match &s;hall thrive the better. Look, I have got</L>
<L>Here, four and &s;ixpence, Prethee make it a Crowne,</L>
<L>Twill nere be mi&s;t in thy dear daughters Dowry,</L>
<L>If (as I &s;aid) thou ha&s;t one.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Helli&s;h baggage!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hee'l gi't me by and by. I prethee find</L>
<L>Thy money out the while. Come out with it man:</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pull her away,</L>
<L>I fly thee, as I would the Devill that &s;ent thee:</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, let's away, tis time, &s;he begs of mee now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Devill is not &s;urer to o're-take thee.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt omnes preter Brookeall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good child I thanke thee: Thou ha&s;t &s;ome|what eas'd</L>
<L><PB REF="213">My pen&s;ive heart by his vexation:</L>
<L>She &s;pake as Divination had in&s;pit'd her</L>
<L>With knowledge of my wrongs; and his oppre&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>To take my part: Take thou a ble&s;&s;ing for't</L>
<L>Who ere thou art, whil&s;t I recalculate</L>
<L>The mi&s;eries of a di&s;tre&s;&s;ed man,</L>
<L>Ca&s;t out of all. Unhappy chance of Law!</L>
<L>More fal&s;e and mercile&s;&s;e then Dice or Strumpets;</L>
<L>That ha&s;t into thy Hydra-throated mawe</L>
<L>Gulp'd up my lives &s;upportance; left me nothing;</L>
<L>Not means for one dayes &s;u&s;tenance, for breath</L>
<L>To cry thy cruelty before my death.</L>
<L>That Law, once called &s;acred, and ordain'd</L>
<L>For &s;afety and reliefe to innocence,</L>
<L>Should live to be accurs'd in her &s;ucce&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>And now be &s;til'd Supportre&s;&s;e of oppre&s;&s;ion;</L>
<L>Ruine of Families, pa&s;t the bloody rage</L>
<L>Of Rape or Murder: All the crying &s;ins</L>
<L>Negotiating for Hell in her wild practi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Attorney.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>At.</SPEAKER>
<P>A man I hope for my purpo&s;e, and &s;ave me a going to the Church for one: Will you make an Oath Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>An Oath? for what?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>At.</SPEAKER>
<P>For two &s;hillings; and it&punc; be half a Crowne, my Client &s;hall not &s;tand w'ye; the Judge is at lei&s;ure, and the other of our Bail is there already. Come, go along.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I gue&s;&s;e you &s;ome Attorney: Do you know me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>At.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, nor any man we imploy in the&s;e ca&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He takes me for a common Bail; a Knight o'th Po&s;t,</L>
<L>Thou art a villaine, and crop-ear'd I doubt not:</L>
<L><PB REF="213">What, dar'&s;t thou &s;ay, thou &s;ee&s;t upon me, that&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>At.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cry you mercy: I mu&s;t up (I &s;ee)</L>
<L>To the old Synagogue, there I &s;hall be fitted&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can I appear &s;o wretched? or can grief</L>
<L>So &s;oile the face of poverty, which is vertue,</L>
<L>To make it &s;eem that Mon&s;ter Perjury?</L>
<L>Rather let &s;orrow end me all at once,</L>
<L>Then vertue be mi&s;con&s;trued in my looks,</L>
<L>Which I will hide from &s;uch inter|pretation.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>He lies on his face.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Frendly.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Frend.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Alas hee's &s;ore afflicted, and my newes,</L>
<L>I fear, will &s;trike him dead; yet I mu&s;t &s;peak.</L>
<L>Sir, give not mi&s;ery that advantage on you,</L>
<L>To make your &s;elf the le&s;&s;e, by &s;hrinking under</L>
<L>The buffe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ings of fortune.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I de&s;ir'd you</L>
<L>To &s;eek my &s;on. Ha' you found him at his Chamber?</L>
<L>Or has not want of fatherly &s;upplies</L>
<L>(VVhich heaven knowes I am robb'd of) thru&s;t him out</L>
<L>Of Commons, to the Common VVorld for &s;uccour?</L>
<L>Where is he, have you found him?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, not him.</L>
<L>But I have found what may be comfort to you,</L>
<L>If you receive it like a man of courage.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hee's dead then, farewell my tender boy&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed, Sir, hee's not dead.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Phew&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray, &s;ir, heare me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You'll tell me, man nere dies; But changeth Life,</L>
<L><PB REF="214">And happily for a better. He is happie&s;t</L>
<L>That goes the right way &s;oone&s;t: Nature &s;ent us</L>
<L>All naked hither; and all the Goods we had</L>
<L>We onely took on Credit with the World.</L>
<L>And that the be&s;t of men are but meer borrowers:</L>
<L>Though &s;ome take longer day. Sir, J know all</L>
<L>Your Arguments of Con&s;olation&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed he is not dead; but lives&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In Heaven.</L>
<L>J am the &s;urer on't; for that he liv'd</L>
<L>Not to learn Law enough, to&mdash;hu&s;h. No more.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sub&s;tantially he lives in fle&s;h, as we do&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speak that again.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A Gentleman of the next Chamber told me &s;o.</L>
<L>Onely, &s;ir, this; if you can brook his ab&s;ence</L>
<L>Without feare, or mi&s;tru&s;t; then he is well.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How thou playe&s;t with me!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<P>He's gone to travell, &s;ir. Here comes the Gen|tleman.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Valentine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J am &s;ure he does not know me. If he could,</L>
<L>J were as &s;ure this Charity would be rejected.</L>
<L>So much J know his Spirit. Is your name <HI>Brookeall,</HI> &s;ir?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Brook.</SPEAKER>
<P>My lo&s;&s;es, wrongs, and &s;orrowes, &s;peak my name.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>You had a Son late of this hou&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And do not you infer by that he&punc;s dead?</L>
<L>Good, do not mock me, &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If this be gold,</L>
<L>He lives and &s;ent it to you; forty peeces?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="214">
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray, &s;ir, from whence, or where might he atchieve</L>
<L>So great a Sum? Not in this World, J feare.</L>
<L>A hand&s;ome po&s;&s;ibility he had once,</L>
<L>Could J ha' kept it for him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>He's in a way,</L>
<L>Now to a hopefull fortune. A Noble Gentleman,</L>
<L>Late gone to travell, ta'ne with good affection</L>
<L>Towards your Son, has ta'ne hin to his care:</L>
<L>And like a Father, not a Ma&s;ter, keeps him.</L>
<L>From who&s;e free bounty he receiv'd this meanes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do you think the Boy did well to &s;end it me then:</L>
<L>When twas intended for his Ma&s;ters honour,</L>
<L>To flye in Silks and Feathers? Tis not Servant like</L>
<L>To wave a Ma&s;ters meaning &s;o.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J had a Letter too;</L>
<L>Though mo&s;t unhappily mi&s;lay'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat from my Boy?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>In his own hand.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ha!&mdash;but mi&s;lay'd, you &s;ay. Ha, ha, ha,&mdash;</L>
<L>VVhat is the Gentleman? Or whither travell'd?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's all J crave excu&s;e for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Keep your money.</L>
<L>If you can render me my Son, Ile thank you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;peak not like a Father: wanting meanes</L>
<L>Your &s;elfe for his advancement, would you bar him</L>
<L>The bounty of anothers full ability?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J &s;peak more like a Father, then a Beggar:</L>
<L>Although no Beggar poorer. And I feare,</L>
<L>J am no Father: for J would not give</L>
<L>My Son to gain a Province, nor except</L>
<L>This Coyne to &s;ave my life: If he <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
<L>Let me look neerer <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fren.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
<L><PB REF="215">He will accept the Money. Poverty</L>
<L>Was nere &s;o coy el&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J cannot remember,</L>
<L>J ever &s;aw this face: But J have &s;een</L>
<L>(Many yeares &s;ince) one, that it &s;o re&s;emble<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">,</L>
<L>As J could &s;pit defiance on't&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>What mean you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>And charge thee with the Murther of my Son</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray, &s;ir, collect your &s;elfe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your name is <HI>Valentine.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir <HI>Humphrey Drygrounds</HI> Son:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t true.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Even &s;o thy Father look'd, when, at like years</L>
<L>He was my Rivall: For young man, I tell thee</L>
<L>Thou had&s;t a virtuous, well de&s;erving Mother.</L>
<L>He won her without lo&s;&s;e of my known Friend-&s;hip:</L>
<L>But, &s;ince her death, you cannot but have heard,</L>
<L>He ba<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ely wrong'd my Si&s;ter, and, in her,</L>
<L>Mee, and my Family: Whor'd her, and ca&s;t her off,</L>
<L>On the appointed Marriage day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You cannot but have heard on't. Nay, it &s;eems,</L>
<L>My Boy has charg'd thee with't, before his yeares</L>
<L>Could warrant his ability in Combate.</L>
<L>And &s;o is fallen; Or thou, not daring &s;tand</L>
<L>Tryall in &s;uch a cau&s;e, by treachery</L>
<L>Ha&s;t cut him off; And com'&s;t to make thy peace:</L>
<L>Pre&s;uming on my Poverty, with money.</L>
<L>Wor&s;e then the ba&s;e Attornies Project this!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is meer madne&s;&s;e. In an Act &s;o foule,</L>
<L>As your wilde Fancy gathers this to be;</L>
<L>Who could e&s;cape the Law?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Law; Ha, ha, ha.</L>
<L>Talk not to me of Law, Law's not my Friend.</L>
<L><PB REF="215">Law is a Fatall to me, as your hou&s;e.</L>
<L>I have enough of Law; pray &s;tand you off.</L>
<L>Will you, &s;ir, furni&s;h me, but with a Sword;</L>
<L>And bring me to fit ground to end this difference?</L>
<L>Will you do &s;o, and like a Gentleman?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat &s;hall J do for pity?&mdash;Now J have it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Talk not to me of Law.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>He fenceth.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray heare me, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now &s;ir, your wil before your end. Be briefe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You know me for a Gentleman, though an E|nemy.</L>
<L>(I mu&s;t &s;peak in his phra&s;e) and by that honour</L>
<L>A Gentleman &s;hould keep &s;acred, two houres hence</L>
<L>Ile meet you in this place&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray &s;tand you off&mdash;to <HI>Friendly.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>From whence wee&punc;ll walke&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Silent, as nothing were&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>As nothing were betwixt us&mdash;to &s;ome other Fit ground, (as you propounded) where wee'll end the difference.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>By the Sword, no otherwi&s;e.</L>
<L>No whinnelling &s;atisfaction.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;hall &s;ee, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Go &s;et thy hou&s;e in order. Here Ile meet thee,</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="216">
<HEAD>ACT. III.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Francis&mdash;Wat.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I Shall repent me, &s;ir, that ere I yeilded,</L>
<L>In that faire Noble way, if you expre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Your &s;elfe in this regardle&s;&s;e of my honour.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J like a Whore, withall my heart, that talkes</L>
<L>So like an hone&s;t woman.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can you expect</L>
<L>A Cha&s;t and con&s;tant Wife of her, Whom you</L>
<L>Have wrought to Lewdne&s;&s;e before Marriage?</L>
<L>Or may J not as well de&s;erve as well in bringing</L>
<L>A Maidenhead into your Marriage-bed,</L>
<L>As a polluted Body?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here's a coyle,</L>
<L>For a poore bit afore-hand! Is it &s;o?</L>
<L>'Heart, if a man be&s;peak a Tavern Fea&s;t</L>
<L>For next day Dinner; and give earne&s;t for't</L>
<L>To half the value, (as my Faith and Troth</L>
<L>J think, is &s;omewhat towards your Marriage payment</L>
<L>To be to morrow) Will not the Ho&s;te&s;&s;e give him</L>
<L>A Modicum o're night to &s;tay his &s;tomack?</L>
<L>Your Father comes: Jle whi&s;per yet more rea&s;on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Dryground</HI> di&s;guis'd. <HI>Alice.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now pretty Mr. <HI>Alice,</HI> you &s;ee the end</L>
<L>I had upon you: All the &s;cope thereof</L>
<L>Tending to your contentment. Are you pleas'd?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So well, that could I but &s;hake off the feare</L>
<L><PB REF="216">(Which is mo&s;t dangerous) of a Fathers cur&s;e,</L>
<L>I dur&s;t prouounce; nay, boa&s;t my happine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>To be above my Virgin hopes, or wi&s;hes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let your feare vani&s;h then: And, if this night,</L>
<L>The happine&s;s you are ambitious of,</L>
<L>Together with your Fathers leave and ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>Crown not your Bed, let all the Infamy</L>
<L>Due to all perjur'd Wretches, that have wrong'd</L>
<L>Beauty and Cha&s;tity be branded here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The faire re&s;pect I have, &s;ir, to your Noble&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>For what you have already &s;hown me, bars</L>
<L>Mine eares 'gain&s;t prote&s;tation. I dare tru&s;t you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As I have tru&s;ted you with my whole project,</L>
<L>My di&s;creet <HI>Alice,</HI> further then I dare tru&s;t</L>
<L>My In&s;trument your Brother; though he thinks</L>
<L>He under&s;tands it all. Yonder he is,</L>
<L>Profoundly Love-&s;truck too, J make no doubt.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fye! Can you be &s;o lew'd? Is that your rea|&s;on?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes; can the Pari&s;h Par&s;on give you better?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>His Pari&s;h Bull's as civill.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well no more.</L>
<L>Ile talke with your Father about it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>J with your Si&s;ter, and to better purpo&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now <HI>Wat,</HI> what think you of my cour&s;e, and habit?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As J love mi&s;chiefe, and de&s;ire to live by't;</L>
<L>It is the daintie&s;t cour&s;e.&mdash;O, brave &s;ir <HI>Humphrey,</HI></L>
<L>How I am taken with your Shape! Old <HI>Osbright,</HI></L>
<L>The Father of the Swindgers; &s;o much talk'd on</L>
<L>Could nere ha' borne it up &s;o. Nor his Daughter,</L>
<L>That was French born indeed, could ere have clipp'd,</L>
<L>And Frenchified our Engli&s;h better, then</L>
<L>She counterfeits to Coxcombes that do Court her:</L>
<L>With her fine Fee-fees, and her Lai&s;&s;e-moys;</L>
<L><PB REF="217">Her Prea-awayes; Intrat a you mak a me blu&s;ha.</L>
<L>O, J am tickled with it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>A, ha, my Lad.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>&s;lid J could dote upon you. Had J been</L>
<L>Your Son now, how I could have honour'd you!</L>
<L>Though I had kept a Precept by t, I care not.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Notable Reprobate.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Devill &s;ure</L>
<L>Ought me a mi&s;chiefe, when he enabled that</L>
<L>Old Wretch, my Father to beget me. Oh,</L>
<L>Tis in my bones; I &s;eele it in my Youth:</L>
<L>I know from whence the Pocks is now de&s;cended.</L>
<L>The Gout begets it. There's no U&s;urers Son,</L>
<L>But's born with an hereditary &s;pice on't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Had J rak'd <HI>Limbo,</HI> as J did the <HI>Compter,</HI></L>
<L>I were not better fitted with a Cope&s;mate.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>'&s;light, I could ask you ble&s;&s;ing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And I think,</L>
<L>That curte&s;ie you have &s;eldome done your Father.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nere &s;ince I grew to any under&s;tanding:</L>
<L>Nor (as I know) before, but whipt and held to't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well <HI>Wat.</HI> You &s;ee how far I have tru&s;ted you,</L>
<L>To have the &s;econd hand in our great work;</L>
<L>Our Project here. Though you mu&s;t &s;eem my Servant,</L>
<L>You are like to have the better &s;hare, if you agree.</L>
<L>Upon the Match, and make your &s;elfe my Son.</L>
<L>How like you your new Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, &s;ir, my Daughter;</L>
<L>The Maidenhead here, the new Ordinary&mdash;</L>
<L>The <HI>Damoy&s;elle,</HI> or what you plea&s;e to call her?</L>
<L>What i&s;t a Match <HI>Wat?</HI> Conde&s;cendeth &s;he?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No man &s;hall be her Husband, but my &s;elfe;</L>
<L>Who ere &s;he lies withall, before or after.</L>
<L>That &s;he has roundly promis'd. But &s;he balkes,</L>
<L>And Boggles with me in a le&s;&s;e reque&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="217">
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>She &s;hall deny thee nothing. What i&s;t <HI>Wat?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may command her duty, if you plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is it man?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>'Troth, &s;ir, but one nights knowledge</L>
<L>Of her aforehand. One word of your mouth,</L>
<L>I know would do it, &s;ir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O Devili&s;h Ra&s;call,</L>
<L>That can imagine this a Fathers Office&punc;</L>
<L>Patience good <HI>Wat.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But that I am afeard</L>
<L>My Father would be pleas'd with't, Il'd take home</L>
<L>My Si&s;ter el&s;e, and pre&s;ently.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In Maides about your work. And heare you <HI>Franck</HI></L>
<L>Di&s;charge the Butchers, and the Chandlers Bills.</L>
<L>They wait below. The Baker and the Brewer,</L>
<L>I have made even with.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>And the Vintner too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Bottle-man too, and Tobacco Merchant.</L>
<L>Do as I bid you, go. Now <HI>Wat</HI> Ob&s;erve me:</L>
<L>As an ingenious Critick would ob&s;erve</L>
<L>The fir&s;t Scene of a Cemedy, for feare</L>
<L>He lo&s;e the Plot.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>I do ob&s;erve you, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have, you know, releas'd from your thrall|dome.</L>
<L>Upon condition you &s;hould &s;teale your Si&s;ter,</L>
<L>To be at my di&s;po&s;e. You have perform'd it:</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hone&s;tly, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes&punc; hone&s;tly, as you &s;ay.</L>
<L>And though it be for her own ab&s;olute good;</L>
<L>Yet was your Act &s;o gratefull to me, that</L>
<L>I promis'd you my Daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>VVat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right &s;ir, on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I &s;hall be briefe: you know my Fortune, <HI>VVat</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="218">Are &s;unk, and you have heard, I make no doubt,</L>
<L>'Mong&s;t other of my follies, of a Child</L>
<L>I got on <HI>Brookealls</HI> &s;i&s;ter, on the by, <HI>Wat.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And this is &s;he, I love a ba&s;tard naturally,</L>
<L>Ah thy are bouncing &s;pirits: Now I love her</L>
<L>More then I did Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You come fairely on.</L>
<L>But now, my poverty affords no portion.</L>
<L>Now, <HI>Wat,</HI> to rai&s;e a portion!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>J, now, now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now I come to it, <HI>Wat:</HI> J tooke this hou&s;e,</L>
<L>And in this habit here, turn'd pimping Ho&s;t,</L>
<L>To make the mo&s;t of her, and find a Husband</L>
<L>To take her with all faults.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's I, that's I Sir: this has mu&s;ick in't.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>You will be &s;ecret <HI>Wat.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>No dumb Bawde like me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay in a plot of villany I dare tru&s;t thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In troth you cannot thinke how much I love it;</L>
<L>How I am tickled with it! Good Sir, on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This I have de&s;ign'd to put her off</L>
<L>(I mean her Maiden-head) at &s;uch a rate</L>
<L>Shall purcha&s;e Land.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>How, good Sir <HI>Humphrey,</HI> how?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>She &s;hall be rifled for.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>How! Rifled Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, rifled <HI>Wat;</HI> the mo&s;t at three fair throws,</L>
<L>With three fair Dice, mu&s;t win and wear her, <HI>Wat.</HI></L>
<L>Youle take her with all faults?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can you &s;u&s;pect me?</L>
<L>It is the rare&s;t invention, if the Game&s;ters</L>
<L>Be &s;tiffe and &s;trait, that ever was projected!</L>
<L>What is't a man?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="218">
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>But twenty Pieces, boy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I vow too little, le&s;&s;e their number help us.</L>
<L>How many Gam&s;ters have you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>A full hundred.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Two thou&s;and pound! A merry portion,</L>
<L>And worth as many Maiden-heads in the &s;port</L>
<L>A man &s;hall finde in &s;pending it? Me-thinks</L>
<L>I feele my &s;elf even flying with't already.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>What art thou thinking, <HI>Wat?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That here may grow</L>
<L>A danger Sir, the Game&s;ters being &s;o many.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, there's but one mu&s;t u&s;e her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Phew, for that</L>
<L>I were indifferent, if 'twere all or more</L>
<L>(As it is po&s;&s;ible a wench might bear it)</L>
<L>If they come &s;ingle, and in civill &s;ort,</L>
<L>Allow her breathing-whiles&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here's a ripe Ra&s;call!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But my doubt is, that &s;uch a multitude</L>
<L>May fly into combu&s;tion, blow up all</L>
<L>The bu&s;ine&s;&s;e and our hopes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now your doubt</L>
<L>Reflects upon my Iudgement: did&s;t thou note</L>
<L>How quietly tho&s;e Gallants here to day</L>
<L>Parted with their gold?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, very gallantly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They &s;hall agree as well for the Commodity,</L>
<L>As I have ca&s;t it, <HI>VVat;</HI> &s;o well my boy,</L>
<L>That no di&s;ta&s;te &s;hall be or ta'ne, or given,</L>
<L>Anon youle &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>VVat.</SPEAKER>
<P>She knows not on't you &s;ay,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry&punc;</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor &s;hall &s;he <HI>VVat,</HI> till at the pu&s;h I charge her</L>
<L>To be obedient in the undertaking.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>VVat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And that's a &s;weet obedience: I could kneel</L>
<L><PB REF="219">Before my wretched Sire in &s;uch commands.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Francis.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Anon Ile make't all plain to you. How now <HI>Frank?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>There are two Gentlemen in the next room,</L>
<L>That by all meanes would &s;peake with you: I have had</L>
<L>The foule&s;t coyle with one of 'em, that per&s;wades</L>
<L>Him&s;elfe you keep a Bawdy-hou&s;e, by &s;omewhat</L>
<L>He gather'd Eve&s;dropping, by your di&s;cour&s;e here,</L>
<L>While t'other held me talking; who is civill,</L>
<L>And loves me with a mode&s;t fair affection.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where is his &s;i&s;ter, <HI>Alice?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>Un&s;een I wrrrant you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then let them enter. Whip into your di&s;gui&s;e <HI>Wat</HI>&mdash;
<STAGE>Exit Fran.</STAGE></L>
<L>And be at call.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>VVat.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Pre&s;to,</HI> Anon, anon Sir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. VVat Stands a|&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Did they Eave&s;drop me? I will</L>
<L>Eave&s;drop too.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Oliver, Ambro&s;e.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did not I tell thee't was a Bawdy-hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I cannot think &s;o yet: there is &s;ome other</L>
<L>Trick in it; the Maid you &s;ee is very mode&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That is the trick on it man, &s;he mu&s;t &s;eem &s;o.</L>
<L>Her Father deals for her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fye! Can there be &s;uch Fathers?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and &s;uch Mothers too: The Towne's too full of 'em.</L>
<L>Come, &s;hee's a Jugling whore I warrant thee,</L>
<L>For all her Fee-fees, and her Lai&s;&s;e-moys.</L>
<L><PB REF="219">Pox of her counterfeit Gibbri&s;h Ile make her &s;peak</L>
<L>In plainer Engli&s;h, ere I ha' done with her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>I have enough. You are welcome Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>He looks like &s;uch a Blade. Are you the Ma&s;ter here Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am the man that's much rejoyc'd to &s;ee</L>
<L>Such &s;parkling Spirits underneath this Roofe,</L>
<L>Where all you finde is yours. Sirrah Varlet.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Each &s;yllable he &s;peaks bewrays him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Varlet I &s;ay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here Sir.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Wat with Wine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Give me the Complement. Gallants,</L>
<L>Wilt plea&s;e you ta&s;te your welcome in a Cup,</L>
<L>The &s;pirit of who&s;e never dying Liquor,</L>
<L>Speaks ore the brim in this high Language to you.</L>
<L>Full &s;ix and thirty times hath <HI>Luna</HI> wan'd</L>
<L>The &s;trength &s;he got in &s;ix and thirty growths</L>
<L>From <HI>Phoebus</HI> vertuous beames, into this Juyce,</L>
<L>To make it Nectar for <HI>Phoebean</HI> wits.</L>
<L>Tis this in&s;pires their braines with fire Divine,</L>
<L>By which to write high &s;traines; and herein lurks,</L>
<L>The gift, One has to bounce up his own works.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your meaning is good Sack, and three years old.</L>
<L>To put you by your Beverage and your Bomba&s;t,</L>
<L>I will nor drinke, nor talke of other thing,</L>
<L>But the choice thing of things, your Daughter Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;halt not wooe my Daughter, nor no man for thy &s;ake,
<STAGE>Sing.</STAGE></L>
<L>Unla&s;&s;e thou come untill her by her Daddy nak'd.</L>
<L>Her Mammy's gone to Heaven Sir. And I pray,</L>
<L>Let Fathers poor breed Daughters as they may.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your care, no doubt, is great what will it hold?</L>
<L><PB REF="220">The Rifling Sir, I meane. Is your number full?</L>
<L>May not a man put in Sir for a chance?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>What do you mean Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>May not we</L>
<L>Come in adventurers? Here are twenty peeces.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I finde you have overheard me. Call my Daugh|ter.
<STAGE>Exit Wat.</STAGE></L>
<L>Now Ile di&s;clo&s;e a &s;ecret to you. But Gentlemen,</L>
<L>As you love wit and mirth, cen&s;ure me mildly.</L>
<L>I am a Gentleman decayd in Fortune.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And can&s;t thou be &s;o ba&s;e to &s;ell thy Childe</L>
<L>To Lu&s;t and Impudence?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be not too ra&s;h.</L>
<L>My Child's as deare in my re&s;pect, as you</L>
<L>Were ever to your Father.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>Devill thou lye&s;t&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draw.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay, hold, good <HI>Ambro&s;e;</HI> you een now were angry</L>
<L>With me, that did oppo&s;e your faire Con&s;truction</L>
<L>Of this good Gentleman and his vertuous Daughter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>My ignorance wrong'd us both.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good mode&s;t <HI>Ambro&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>What do you thinke of this di&s;covery?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You had di&s;cover'd more, if his impatience</L>
<L>Had not prevented me: But now I am dumb to you</L>
<L>In all, but this. If youle be pleas'd to &s;up here,</L>
<L>I &s;hall afford you welcome. I have bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>What can we make of this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I know what to do.</L>
<L>If City Ju&s;tice, grave Authority</L>
<L>Protect it not, Ile &s;urely &s;poyle the &s;port.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Can&s;t thou be &s;o malicious, that, but now</L>
<L>Did&s;t love this Wench &s;o dearly, as to run her</L>
<L>Into the hazard of Correction?</L>
<L>Stay: Here &s;he comes, and the Pimp whiskin with her.
<PB REF="220">
<STAGE>Enter Wat. Fran.</STAGE></L>
<L>Do thou take him in hand. Ile handle her.</L>
<L>Now Madam, twenty pound a man! Nay do not</L>
<L>Coy it too much? Your provident Father left us,</L>
<L>To make our &s;elves more known to you; as your price</L>
<L>Is known to us already: Look upon us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pre ye Sir, have you been ever in <HI>France?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In <HI>France?</HI> No &s;urely, nor in Doctors hands</L>
<L>Since I was Plac<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">et high. Why ask you Lady?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For, if you could &s;peak Fran&s;h, I could the better</L>
<L>Find what you &s;ay. I can no under&s;tand</L>
<L>What tis you mean by price. What is that <HI>Price,</HI></L>
<L>If it be no Welch Gentleman?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I meane</L>
<L>The price of three throws for your Maydenhead,</L>
<L>Tis twenty peeces. If I win it (Hearke you)</L>
<L>What will you give me out of your gro&s;&s;e &s;um</L>
<L>To take it neatly off; and like an Operator,</L>
<L>Put you to no paine?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Parle Fran&ccedil;oy Mon&s;ieur, Je vou prie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou art a hand&s;ome Hyppocrite: And this</L>
<L>Cunning becomes thee well. Ile ki&s;&s;e thee for't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fee fee Mon&s;ieur. O fee! tis no good fa&s;hion,</L>
<L>For the young Man and Mayd to no ting but ki&s;&s;e!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis not &s;o good indeed; nothing but ki&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>A little of tone with tother will doe well.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Fee fee, you no under&s;tand. That Gentleman,</L>
<L>Speaks he no Fransh?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes yes. He &s;peaks no French.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>He Mon&s;ieur vou mocque de Moy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Owie par ma foy.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha Mon&s;ieur vou parle fran&ccedil;oy. Je &s;u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">' bien ai&s;ie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ea&s;ie! Yes yes, I thinke you would be ea&s;ie</L>
<L><PB REF="221">To one that knew but how to manage you,</L>
<L>For all the boa&s;t of your Virginity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Excu&s;e me Sir, I can no under&s;tand.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Me thinks you &s;hould. Come prithee leave this fooling,</L>
<L>I know you can good Engli&s;h, if you li&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Indeed I can. But, in my be&s;t, and all</L>
<L>I cannot under&s;tand you Sir, nor frame</L>
<L>An an&s;wer to your rudene&s;&s;e. When you know me</L>
<L>Better, youle &s;peak in better phra&s;e, and then</L>
<L>Tis like you may finde better language from me:</L>
<L>Till when, pray give me leave to leave you Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay heark you Lady, heark you (&s;till more my|&s;ticall!)</L>
<L>Nay &s;ince you can &s;peak Engli&s;h, I mu&s;t talke w'ye.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>So youle be civill.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Civill I &s;wear, and private.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>They go a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<P>Does &s;hee not know on't, &s;ay&s;t thou?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No Sir, no:</L>
<L>Not the lea&s;t inckling of it: The old man</L>
<L>Carryes it &s;o di&s;creetly.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ble&s;&s;e me Heaven?</L>
<L>Di&s;creetly &s;ay&s;t thou. To betray his Childe,</L>
<L>To &s;ale of her Virginity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, di&s;creetly.</L>
<L>She dreames of no &s;uch bu&s;ine&s;&s;e; &s;uch intent:</L>
<L>No more then the Cud-chewing Heifer knowes</L>
<L>The Butcher, that mu&s;t knock her down i faith.</L>
<L>O, twill be bravely carried! I my &s;elfe</L>
<L>Knew nothing till this houre: though I &s;aw</L>
<L>Money put in his hand by divers Gallants:</L>
<L>Men of great place and wor&s;hip; which I gather</L>
<L>Are to be of the Riflers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prithee who?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>All mu&s;t be namele&s;&s;e. There are Lords among 'em.</L>
<L><PB REF="221">And &s;ome of civill Coat, that love to draw</L>
<L>New &s;takes at the old Game, as well as they;</L>
<L>Truckle-breech'd Ju&s;tices, and bu&s;tling Lawyers,</L>
<L>That thru&s;t in with their Motions; Muffled Citizens;</L>
<L>Old Money-Ma&s;ters &s;ome, that &s;eek the Purchace:</L>
<L>And Merchant Venturers that bid for the</L>
<L>Forreine Commodity, as faire, as any.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was ever &s;uch an outrage! Heark thee fellow&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>They a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, I have heard you with that patience</L>
<L>(And with no better) as the troubled Pilot</L>
<L>Endures a Tempe&s;t, or contrary winds:</L>
<L>Who, finding nerethele&s;&s;e his Tackling &s;ure,</L>
<L>His Ve&s;&s;ell tight, and Sea-room round about him,</L>
<L>Playes with the waves, and vies his confidence</L>
<L>Above the bla&s;ts of Fortune, till he winns</L>
<L>His way, through all her threatnings, to his Port.</L>
<L>You may apply this.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And you may be plainer.</L>
<L>Is there not &s;uch a project for your Mayden head?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It de&s;erves no an&s;wer.</L>
<L>But to be rid of you, together with</L>
<L>The Devill, that inflam'd you to that que&s;tion;</L>
<L>Know, that knew I of &s;uch a plot or project;</L>
<L>Or, that I had a Father (as injuriou&s;ly</L>
<L>You have &s;ugge&s;ted) could be &s;o inhumane,</L>
<L>To pro&s;titute my &s;potle&s;&s;e Virgine honour</L>
<L>To Lu&s;t for Salary, I would as &s;ure prevent it,</L>
<L>As there is force in poy&s;on, Cord, or Steel,</L>
<L>At price of both our lives. Sir, I have &s;ay&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This Wench amazes me. Could I beleeve now</L>
<L>There could be truth in Woman, I could love her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well, Ile make one: Meet me there two houres hence,</L>
<L>And fetch my twenty Peices.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="222">
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will not faile you. In the Temple Walkes&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where, if I fit you not&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nam!</HI> What di&s;covery?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>A villany enough to blow the hou&s;e up.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And I have found (I thinke) a vertue, that</L>
<L>Might &s;ave a City: But let's hence. We may</L>
<L>Conferr our notes together by the way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. III. Scene II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Bump&s;ey, Magdalen, Jane, all in brave Cloaths.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>NAy, nay, I know he is flown out, and I</L>
<L>Am prettily provided for like flight:</L>
<L>And if I do not pitch as high, and &s;ou&s;e</L>
<L>As deep, as he, while there is Game to fly at&mdash;</L>
<L>Five hundred Peices he took out you &s;ay?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;ayd he would venter't at the Ordinary.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thats hee, thats he! Why this is excellent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This was your folly <HI>Bump.</HI> He was content</L>
<L>To have walk'd moneyle&s;&s;e you &s;aw, but you</L>
<L>Would force him. At a word you did la' <HI>Bump.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>I force him, ha?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I, at a word, you put it in his head,</L>
<L>And put the Sword into the Madmans hand,</L>
<L>As one would &s;ay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good Mrs. <HI>At-a-word.</HI></L>
<L>Let not your fine French Frippery, which I bought,</L>
<L>Turn'd oth' Taylors hands (as one would &s;ay)</L>
<L>Huffle you up to Soveraignty: Nor your Coach,</L>
<L>Which I have but be&s;poak, whirle you away,</L>
<L>Before tis fini&s;h'd) from obedience,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="222">
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good lack fine Gentleman, that weares the Purcha&s;e</L>
<L>Of a Pawn'd forfeiture. Mu&s;t <HI>I</HI> not &s;peak trow?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Excellent <HI>Magdalen!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, <HI>J</HI> will &s;peak; and be allow'd to &s;peak.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>And &s;peak allow'd too; will you <HI>Magdalen?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>J,</HI> at a word; Since you have put me to't,</L>
<L><HI>J</HI> will uphold the Fashion; Learn, and practi&s;e</L>
<L>Behaviour and carriage above my'parrell.</L>
<L><HI>J</HI> at a word, <HI>J</HI> will la, that <HI>J</HI> will.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This is mo&s;t excellent! My old Bea&s;t is</L>
<L>Infected with the Fa&s;hions; Fa&s;hion-&s;ick!</L>
<L>Pray Ma-dame take your cour&s;e, uphold your Fa&s;hion:</L>
<L>And learn and practi&s;e Carriage to your Cloaths:</L>
<L>I will maintain my humour, though all &s;plit by't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. <HI>&V;ermine</HI> de&s;ires to &s;peak with you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>I faith I will Ma-dame.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit with Ser|vant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My Husband, Mother,</L>
<L>Reports of a rare Creature come to Towne,</L>
<L>Of a French breed; a <HI>Damoy&s;ell,</HI> that profe&s;&s;eth</L>
<L>The teaching of Court-carriage and behaviour:</L>
<L>The rar'&s;t he &s;aies&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can &s;he teach the elder &s;ort?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>All ages from &s;ix yeares to &s;ixty &s;ix.</L>
<L>Unle&s;&s;e they be indocible he &s;aies.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indocible! What's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>Stiff i'the hammes, I think.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay, then wee'll to her.</L>
<L>I can yet bowe my Haunches; come and go</L>
<L>With them, as nimbly as the barren Doe.</L>
<L>My Gimboles don't complain for want of Oyle yet.</L>
<L>Wee'll have this Madame; and we will be Madames</L>
<L><PB REF="223">Our&s;elves, or it &s;hall co&s;t us each a Crown</L>
<L>A month the teaching. In a Month we may,</L>
<L>Practi&s;ing but one houre in a day,</L>
<L>Be Madames, may we not?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, if we give our mindes to't; and but &s;teale</L>
<L>Fit times to practi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Wee'll find Lecture times:</L>
<L>Or bau<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">k St. <HI>Antlius</HI> for't the while. But mum.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Bump&s;ey, Vermine.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do you wonder at my bravery? Look you here:</L>
<L>This is my Wife; and this my Daughter, &s;ir.</L>
<L>You have lo&s;t yours, you &s;ay: Perhaps for want</L>
<L>Of Hu<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ty-<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">u&s;ties, and of Gorgets gay.</L>
<L>Ha! i&s;t not &s;o?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;er.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The World's turn'd prodigall.</L>
<L>You do not well to mock me, when I come</L>
<L>For comfort and advi&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shall I be plain w'ye;</L>
<L>My be&s;t advi&s;e is, &s;ince your Daughters gone,</L>
<L>To turn your Son after her. He lies not in</L>
<L>For much above a hundred pound. Pay it,</L>
<L>And let him take his cour&s;e: If he be not</L>
<L>Got loo&s;e already. Then (ob&s;erve my Coun&s;ell)</L>
<L>Spend you the re&s;t of your E&s;tate your &s;elfe;</L>
<L>And &s;ave your Heires the &s;in. It is the cour&s;e</L>
<L>I have in hand, and mean to follow it.</L>
<L>You like it not (it &s;eems) but thus it is,</L>
<L>VVhen men advi&s;e for nothing. Had your Lawyer</L>
<L>Now for his fee, given Coun&s;ell, might have damn'd you:</L>
<L>You would have thought it worth your Gold, and follow'd it.</L>
<L><PB REF="223">VVill you go with me to an Ordinary?</L>
<L>Venter five hundred or a thou&s;and Peeces,</L>
<L>To begin a new VVorld with.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Mrs. Bump&s;ey,</HI> I take it you are she.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>An old Ape has an old eye.</L>
<L>He knowes me through all my cuts and &s;lashes.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;er.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How long I pray, has my good friend your Hus|band</L>
<L>Been thus di&s;tracted?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But when I am perfect</L>
<L>In the quaint Courtly carriages, that belong</L>
<L>Unto this habit: in which, I confe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>I am yet but raw; how will you know me then?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;er.</SPEAKER>
<P>She is as mad as he.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>How Lady-like she talkes!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Or, now my black Bag's on, I hold a penny</L>
<L>You do not know me. Bogh-who am I now?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;er.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Mo&s;t unrecoverably mad! young Gentlewo|man:</L>
<L>Nay, I intreat your favour for an an&s;wer?</L>
<L>As you can pity a wrong'd mans di&s;tre&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Give me what light you can of my lo&s;t Daughter.</L>
<L>You have been inward alwaies, and partook</L>
<L>The neare&s;t of her Coun&s;els. Tell me fairely</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> do be&s;eech you in this gentle way.</L>
<L>Though <HI>I</HI> profe&s;&s;e <HI>I</HI> have a &s;trong pre&s;umption</L>
<L>Again&s;t your Husband, and his young A&s;&s;ociates</L>
<L>I met to day; and bore their mocks and taunts:</L>
<L>On which <HI>I</HI> have good ground for a &s;trickt cour&s;e</L>
<L>To force 'em to examination.</L>
<L>Yet <HI>I</HI> intreat you &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The VVorld is turn'd</L>
<L>Quite up&s;ide downe: El&s;e <HI>I</HI> should wonder</L>
<L>How you could make reque&s;ts, that have got all</L>
<L>You have (too much) by Rapine and Oppre&s;&s;ion.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;er.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you upbraid me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="224">
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's the matter Jane?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Fox here learns to &s;ing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile fox him out oth' hole if he &s;ing here.</L>
<L>Will no Prey &s;erve you but new married wives, Fox?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why do you abu&s;e me thus?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I heard you, &s;ir, with too much patience,</L>
<L>Abu&s;e my Husband with your foule Su&s;pition.</L>
<L>Who is as cleer, I know, from wronging you,</L>
<L>As your own Son.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your mocks are mon&s;trous.</L>
<L>Were not he fa&s;t enough, I would re&s;olve</L>
<L>No other friend had robb'd me.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is your &s;on a friend? At a word, hee's like you.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Sir <HI>Amphilus,</HI> Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>J pray, if my man aske for mee, &s;end him to me, by your Ma&s;ters leave. By your leave Sir, I made bold to follow a Father-in-Law of mine that &s;hould have been, into your hou&s;e here, with much ado to find it. Any good newes Sir yet? Ha' you heard of her? J cry the&s;e Ladies mercy; though you may take me for a Clowne, J mu&s;t not forget I am a Knight, and give you the curte&s;ie of my lips&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>In the name of Pea&s;antry, what Knight art thou,</L>
<L>If not the Knight of the Plough-&s;hare?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>A fine &s;poken, and a well-bred man, at a word: He call'd us Ladies. To &s;ee what Apparell can do! How long might I have trudg'd about in my old coats before J had been a Lady? And then hee would do us the curte&s;ie to ki&s;&s;e us: Sure, &s;ure, as curte&s;ie makes a Knight, &s;o cloaths makes a Lady.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;eems &s;he's lo&s;t then. All ill go with her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="224">
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>What old youth can this be?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your warrant, perhaps, may find her though.</L>
<L>And J tell you what.</L>
<L>J ha' &s;ent my man to lay the Ducking Ponds for her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Do you think &s;he would drown her &s;elfe?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Who knowes what toy might take her? Is &s;he not a woman, as other fle&s;h and blood is? I had another occa&s;ion to one that belongs to the Ponds. I tell you as a Friend, I had not <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ent els: Come Father|in-Law that &s;hould have been; hang &s;or|row. You have had but one Lo&s;&s;e to day. I have had two. Ile gi't you in Rhime.</P>
<LG>
<L>My Mare and my Mistre&s;&s;e I lost on a day,</L>
<L>T'one of 'em dyed, and t'other ran away.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are acquainted among the Poets it &s;eems, &s;ir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Truly but one that's a Gam&s;ter among&s;t us at the ducking Pond; a Cobler, but the neate&s;t Fellow at Poetry, that ever was handicrafts-man; &amp; no Schol|ler, to enable him by learning, to borrow of the An|cients: Yet he is a Tran&s;lator too. And he makes the &s;weete&s;t Po&s;ies for Privie-hou&s;es.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha, ha.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>What a youth's this for a Knight!</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Treba&s;co.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile tell yee Ladies&mdash;O <HI>Treba&s;co.</HI> Good newes at la&s;t I hope.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>J can never finde you any where, but jeer'd and laugh'd at, and are fool'd, (as I have often told you) to your Wor&s;hips face, and your Wor&s;hip perceives it not.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>To the point, man. How does my Whelp? He
<PB REF="225">
is grown a tall Dog by this J hope: re&s;olve me quickly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre&punc;</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, to put you out of your pain; your Whelp's grown a tall Dog.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>You &s;aid you would tell us, &s;ir: What will you tell us?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>And a hand&s;ome Dog.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good again.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>What a Dog-trick's is this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>And h'as learnt, be&s;ides the main Game, all the rare tricks and qualities his Tutor could teach.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Excellent.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you not tell us, &s;ir, about your Poet?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hang him, my Dogs worth 'em all, in ready money.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>I pray, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not give his eares for the &s;woln&s;t head|full of wit among 'em.</L>
<L>Are not his Eares finely curl'd <HI>Treba&s;co?</HI> Like his Dam <HI>Flap&s;es.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tres</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and his Coat all over, &s;ir, they told me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Told thee! Did&s;t thou not &s;ee him? My heart mi&s;gives me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>See him? No indeed, &s;ir; but J pray beare it as well as you may:</L>
<L>And &s;et not your heart too much upon tran&s;portable things.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>The Dog is gone, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>How!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Stolne from Schoole, &s;ir; and &s;old to a great Mon&s;ieur,</L>
<L>And Shipt away foure daies ago.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my heart will break:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="225">
<SPEAKER>J. a</SPEAKER>
<P>Do not faint Knight; Cheare up your heart with your Mu&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My veine is yet too dul; But I will offer at it.</L>
<L>Three Lo&s;&s;es I have had; gone, pa&s;t all help</L>
<L>My Mare, my Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, And (which grieves me mo&s;t of all) my whelp.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ia.</SPEAKER>
<P>That line is long enough to reach him.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would it were el&s;e.&mdash;o&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Od's pity. Look you, &s;ir, your Son-in-Law, that &s;hould ha' been, is in much pa&s;&s;ion too. But you'll be rul'd by me, you &s;ay. And if J lead you not to comfort, never tru&s;t Neighbours coun&s;ell while you live. Is not this plain enough? My own ca&s;e at this time is as dangerous as yours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's all that comforts me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Neighbourly &s;aid. I thank you. Come, Sir, will you joyn with your Father-in-Law that &s;hould ha' been, and me in a Cup of VVine to order a de&s;igne.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tre.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's a reckoning towards.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;hall co&s;t you nothing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Am.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To the next Tavern then. Ladies adieu.</L>
<L>To part with &s;uch as you to &s;ome are cro&s;&s;es.</L>
<L>Yet Ile not put you down among my Lo&s;&s;es.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Daughter while they are gone, let us fall on our project.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja:</SPEAKER>
<P>For Courtly carriage and behaviour.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J long to &s;ee this French young &s;choolmi&s;tre&s;s.</L>
<L>The <HI>Dama&s;in</HI> do you call her?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>The <HI>Damoi&s;elle,</HI> Ile wait on you.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="226">
<HEAD>ACT. IIII.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>A Rabble of rude Fellowes pulling in <HI>Wat</HI> af|ter them, <HI>Valentine, Oliver, Ambro&s;e, Phillis.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>YOU Rogues, Slaves, Villaines, will you murther me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Rab.</SPEAKER>
<P>To the Pump with him: To the Pump, to the Pump.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prithee beat off the Curs.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Rab.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, to the Thames, the Thames.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why do you u&s;e the man &s;o? Is he not a Chri&s;tian</L>
<L>Or is he not Chri&s;ten'd enough think you, that you would dip him?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray Gentlemen forbeare: It is thought fit,</L>
<L>Upon reque&s;t made by a Noble Friend,</L>
<L>Favouring his Per&s;on, not his quality;</L>
<L>That for this time the Pandar be di&s;mis'd.</L>
<L>So all depart in peace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Rabble.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Rab.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Away, away, lets go then.</L>
<L>1. A Noble Friend! Pox of his Noble Friend&s;hip.</L>
<L>He has &s;poyl'd our &s;port. O! how we would a &s;ous'd him?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now, Mr. <HI>Hackney-man,</HI> if you have &s;o much grace&punc;</L>
<L>Render due thanks.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="226">
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>J thank you Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thank you for him too.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>On both your Knees; unle&s;s you hold it better</L>
<L>To kneele yet to the Pump: which you had done,</L>
<L>My mo&s;t officious Pimp, had not his pity</L>
<L>Prevayl'd again&s;t our Ju&s;tice.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>So, ari&s;e; enough, enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Troth tis a &s;hame he &s;hould get off &s;o ea&s;ily;</L>
<L>Let him be yet but duck'd, or &s;hew'd the way</L>
<L>Over the Garden Wall into the Thames.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Good <HI>Ambro&s;e,</HI> be not &s;o &s;evere; who knowes</L>
<L>What need we may of him? We are all</L>
<L>Fle&s;h and blood <HI>Ambro&s;e.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou art a Wag I warrant thee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are not you married?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ma&s;s, twas &s;o late, I had almo&s;t forgotten it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, tis &s;o late you ha' not yet forgot</L>
<L>Some Office he has done you in his way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Did&s;t ever pimp for him? Prote&s;t by what thou fea<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">'&s;t mo&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>VVat.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, as I hope to e&s;cape this Gentlemans fury.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Go, get the hence, in&s;ufferable Villaine.</L>
<L>I could een kick thee into twenty peeces,
<STAGE>He kicks <HI>Wat.</HI></STAGE></L>
<L>And &s;end thee to thy Ma&s;ter, for my &s;take</L>
<L>Soon, at his Rifling.</L>
<L>Think whil&s;t thou liv'&s;t what tis to be a Pandar.&mdash;</L>
<L>A Pandar,&mdash;Pandar&mdash;there's for your remembrance.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>He kicks him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>This touch, &amp; I have done&mdash;&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray let him go, Ile &s;choole him for it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Exeunt</HI> Wat Phillis.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This may work good upon the Ra&s;call, if he</L>
<L>Have but humanity, although no grace.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>We have di&s;covered the great Rifling <HI>Val.</HI></L>
<L><PB REF="227">We know the Jewell now; the rich Comodity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And think you have done wondrous wi&s;ely; do you not?</L>
<L>To &s;neak before me thither. I know all</L>
<L>You have di&s;cover'd; and how far you are</L>
<L>Mi&s;taken in the old man and his Daughter.</L>
<L>All shall be plaine to you &s;oon. Walk off a little.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>We'll leave you till anon we meet at the Ordina|ry.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Exit.</HI> Ol. Amb.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Vermine&mdash;Amphilus Bump&s;ey.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I prote&s;t, Gentlemen, I have not drown'd &s;orrow</L>
<L>With &s;o much merry&punc;go-down, the&s;e three halfe years.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As with your part of three halfe pintes of Sack.</L>
<L>We had no more among&s;t us.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>How much was that a peece think you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>It was enough to &s;hew his Prodigality.</L>
<L>In over-wa&s;tfull Co&s;t. You were not wont</L>
<L>To be a Boord&s;end-King; a pay-all in a Tavern.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>But now I love to do the&s;e things.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now if you could be drawn to the ducking-Pond,</L>
<L>To joyn your Groat &s;ometimes with me; or two-pence&punc;</L>
<L>There were a Recreation indeed:</L>
<L>That Peerle&s;&s;e Princely &s;port, that undoes no man:</L>
<L>Though cheating there; and rooking be as free</L>
<L>As there is &s;quare play at the Ordinaries.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Well the point is: My &s;waggering Son-in-Law,</L>
<L>Appointed to be here among the Trees.</L>
<L>My Daughter told me &s;o. Walk here-about.</L>
<L>If he can give light of your light, hee'd chide.</L>
<L><PB REF="227">Well try what may be done. Ile but &s;tep up</L>
<L>Into <HI>Ram-Alley-Sanctuary,</HI> to <HI>Debtor,</HI></L>
<L>That praies and watches there for a Protection;</L>
<L>And pre&s;ently return to you:&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let it be &s;o; &s;lid the old angry man!
<STAGE>Enter Brookeall.</STAGE></L>
<L>He'll cro&s;s us if he &s;ee us walke this way.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Exit</HI> Amp. Ver|mine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e walks afford to mi&s;erable man,</L>
<L>Undone by Suits, leave, yet, to &s;it, or go,</L>
<L>Though in a ragged one; and look upon</L>
<L>The Giants, that over-threw him: Though they &s;trut
<STAGE>Lawyers and others pa&s;s over the Stage.</STAGE></L>
<L>And are &s;wolne bigger by his emptine&s;s.</L>
<L>Twas here, that we appointed, further meeting.</L>
<L>The two houres re&s;pited are almo&s;t run:</L>
<L>And he engag'd his honour in &s;uch tearmes,</L>
<L>As I pre&s;ume he'll come. Honour! From whence</L>
<L>Can he derive that Princely attribute,</L>
<L>VVho&s;e Father has de&s;cended to a Villany?</L>
<L>His hou&s;e was Noble though: and this young man</L>
<L>Had a right virtuous Mother, whom I lov'd,</L>
<L>Intirely lov'd: and was in Competition</L>
<L>For marriage with her; when high Providence</L>
<L>Allotted her to him; who &s;ince her Death,</L>
<L>Defam'd my Si&s;ter, and di&s;grac'd our hou&s;e.</L>
<L>My quarrell is not good again&s;t his Son</L>
<L>For that: But for my Boy! His doubtfull talk</L>
<L>Of him di&s;tracts me.
<STAGE><PB REF="228">Enter <HI>Vermine,</HI> and <HI>Amphilus.</HI></STAGE></L>
<L>See the <HI>Vermine,</HI></L>
<L>That hath devoured me living, His A&s;pect</L>
<L>Addes to my Pa&s;&s;ion &s;uch a bitterne&s;s,</L>
<L>That turnes me all to gal<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">. I mu&s;t avoid him,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Introth Father-in-Law that &s;hould ha' been, or that</L>
<L>May be yet (come, who knowes what luck we may have&punc;</L>
<L>Though the dancing Planets have cut cro&s;s Capers over</L>
<L>Out heads.) I like this old fellows humour of chearing up</L>
<L>The heart well! And would I were lo&s;t too, after my Mare,</L>
<L>My Dog and your Daughter: If this warm Sack has not</L>
<L>Kindled a de&s;ire in me to play the good fellow, &s;o it might</L>
<L>Be of free co&s;t, to drown the&s;e dry remembrances.
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Valentine.</HI></STAGE></L>
<L>See, one of the jeerers. Is this he, that &s;tole the marriage?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes, and perhaps my Daughter too. His Father's gone</L>
<L>Now, and I know not how to que&s;tion him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Let me alone to que&s;tion him. Did you &s;ee this Gentleman's</L>
<L>Daughter, &s;ir, my Wife, that &s;hould have been?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Since when, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Since &s;he was &s;tolne away, &s;ir. It were good</L>
<L>You would let us have her again; and quickly too,</L>
<L>Ere &s;he be wor&s;e for wearing, as we &s;ay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="228">
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Old <HI>Brookall</HI> is not come yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVill you an&s;wer me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are a bu&s;y foole.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am &s;atisfied. He knowes nothing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>You lye, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>I think I do. You know nothing of her I mean, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>You lye again, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I think I do again, Sir. Pray be not &s;o terrible;</L>
<L>Examine him your &s;elfe, if it plea&s;e you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Brookall:</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVere his eyes Ba&s;iliskes; or did he beare</L>
<L>Upon his helli&s;h Countenance the faces</L>
<L>Of all the Furies (that no doubt attend him)</L>
<L>Ile &s;hun no place for him. Are they acquainted?</L>
<L>O mo&s;t prodigious!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat do you know, Sir, of my Daughter, I be|&s;eech you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>That &s;he has a wretch, a mi&s;erable Caitiff Unto her Father.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How is that?&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A villain that has &s;crap'd up by oppre&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>Law-&s;trife and Perjury, a Dowry for her,</L>
<L>So mixt with cur&s;es, that it would con&s;ume</L>
<L>An Earles E&s;tate to match with it and her.</L>
<L>And leave him curs'd in his Po&s;terity.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>How ble&s;t was J to mi&s;s her!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can he &s;peak thus to him?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;er.</SPEAKER>
<P>Dar'&s;t thou confront me thus?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Dar'&s;t thou yet keep a Groat of thine extorted Wealth,</L>
<L>And &s;ee&s;t what Judgments fall one thee already?</L>
<L>Can all thy Gold redeem thy good opinion,</L>
<L><PB REF="229">To thine owne Son? And though thou would&s;t no give</L>
<L>(In ca&s;e he wanted it) to &s;ave his life,</L>
<L>A Hangmans Fee, much le&s;&s;e a Judges thanks,</L>
<L>Or price of a Lords Letter to reprieve him;</L>
<L>Yet may this Son &s;urvive thee; and hourely he</L>
<L>Unto thy la&s;t houre, thine Affliction be.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>O happy condition of a Batchelor!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>I like this well in the young man&punc;&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>a&s;ide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>How can you &s;ay you know this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Prethee how can't be otherwi&s;e?</L>
<L>Had&s;t thou a vertuous Childe (as here and there,</L>
<L>Some Mothers win a &s;oule) it would be taken</L>
<L>Dead or alive from thee&punc; unto thy greife too,</L>
<L>To &s;cape the cur&s;e might come with a Childs part</L>
<L>Of thine ill-got e&s;tate: that's thy Daughters ca&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Brro.</SPEAKER>
<P>Brave young fellow!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But &s;hew me where an evill Off-&s;pring has not</L>
<L>Surviv'd to &s;purn the du&s;t of &s;uch a Father;</L>
<L>And lewdly wa&s;t in one or two de&s;cents</L>
<L>(Unto their own de&s;truction) what was purcha&s;ed</L>
<L>At price of &s;oules departed?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you vouch&s;afe to leave me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pretty odd Doctrine, this!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have not done w' yee yet.</L>
<L>What corrupt Lawyer, or u&s;urious Citizen,</L>
<L>Oppre&s;&s;ing Landlord, or unrighteous Judge,</L>
<L>But leaves the World with horror? and their wealth,</L>
<L>(By rapine forc'd from the oppre&s;&s;ed Poor)</L>
<L>To Heires, that (having turnd their Sires to th' Devil)</L>
<L>Turne Idiots, Lunaticks, Prodigals, or Strumpets?</L>
<L>All wanting either wit, or will, to &s;ave</L>
<L>Their fatall Portions from the Gulfe of Law.</L>
<L>Pride, Ryot, Surfets, Dice, and Luxury,</L>
<L><PB REF="229">Till Beggary, or di&s;ea&s;es turnes them after?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha' you done yet?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>A word or two for u&s;e; and &s;o an end.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not &s;o: It mu&s;t be amplified a little further.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Torment and death! Is he come? Let me go&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay pray Sir heare them; though you pro|fit not;</L>
<L>I may perhaps. Methinks it edifies.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;ayd, and you &s;ayd well; His tainted wealth,</L>
<L>Got by corruption, kept by niggardi&s;e,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t flye as ill, through Luxury and Riot:</L>
<L>I add, that they who get it &s;o, &s;hall leave it,</L>
<L>To run at the like wa&s;te, through their &s;ucce&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>Even to the Worlds end: tis not one age,</L>
<L>Though &s;pent in prayers, can expiate the wrong</L>
<L>Such an e&s;tate was gotten by, though the e&s;tate</L>
<L>Be, to a doyt, &s;pent with it: But it &s;hall</L>
<L>Fly like a fatall &s;courge, through hand to hand;</L>
<L>Through Age to Age, frighted by Orphans crys,</L>
<L>And Widows tears, the groanes and Lamentations,</L>
<L>Of oppre&s;&s;ed Pri&s;oners, mingled with the cur&s;es</L>
<L>Of hunger-bitten Labourers, who&s;e very &s;weat</L>
<L>Thou rob&s;t them of: this charming noi&s;e is up</L>
<L>Of many &s;ad, &s;ome mad afflicted wretches,</L>
<L>Who&s;e marrow thou ha&s;t &s;uck'd; and from who&s;e bowels,</L>
<L>The nouri&s;hment was cru&s;hd that fed thee, and</L>
<L>That ravenous Wolfe, thy con&s;cience.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;hall trounce you:</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Bump&s;ey.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's here? Worrying of <HI>Vermine?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This noy&s;e, I &s;ay, of hideous cryes and cur&s;es&punc;</L>
<L><PB REF="230">That follows thine e&s;tate, will not be layd</L>
<L>In thy deare life time; nor in theirs, the &s;trangers,</L>
<L>That mu&s;t be curs'd with the divi&s;ion</L>
<L>Of it, when thou art gone: But, &s;till, it &s;hall</L>
<L>Pur&s;ue, to all &s;ucceeding times, all tho&s;e,</L>
<L>That entertaine lea&s;t parcels of thy money,</L>
<L>When they &s;hall finde at be&s;t, it can but buy</L>
<L>Di&s;grace, di&s;ea&s;es, overthrows at Law,</L>
<L>And &s;uch deare puni&s;hments; untill, at la&s;t,</L>
<L>All hands, affrighted with the touch of it,</L>
<L>Shall let it fall to earth; where it &s;hall &s;inke</L>
<L>And run into a veyne of Ore, &s;hall reach&mdash;</L>
<L>To Hell. And they, that &s;hall, hereafter, dig it,</L>
<L>Hundreds of Ages hence, mu&s;t all compound</L>
<L>With the grand Lord o'th Soyle, the Devill, for't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>So they make hot Purcha&s;es!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now Sir, you may in&s;truct the U&s;urer, to make u&s;e</L>
<L>Of all he has heard, while I avoyd his &s;ight;</L>
<L>Heaven knows I am &s;ick on't: you forget me Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Feare not: I will not fayle you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>No: Ile deliver him the u&s;e of all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh the variety of my vexation&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And all is this (as I advis'd before.)</L>
<L>Spend all your &s;elfe, and &s;ave your Heires the &s;in;</L>
<L>The &s;hame, the &s;orrows, and the puni&s;hments,</L>
<L>That are joynt-heritable with your wealth:</L>
<L>As very learnedly hath been related.</L>
<L>And there's the point, and the whole &s;ub&s;tance on't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Be&s;tow your Sub&s;tance &s;o Sir, if you like it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, my condition runs another way.</L>
<L>To the &s;ame end perhaps; following my Leader, here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Son in Law? Tru&s;t me, a mo&s;t fine man:</L>
<L>And, if his life be an&s;werable to his Doctrine,</L>
<L>Tis like heele lead you to a faire end of all.</L>
<L><PB REF="230">Doubtle&s;&s;e he is a fine young Man indeed.</L>
<L>A proper teacher and an edifying.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Come Sir, lead on, I heare you are provided</L>
<L>Five hundred thick for this free nights adventure.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am Sir, here it is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am &s;o too Sir.</L>
<L>And here it is: And here it is, and here and there, and here it is.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>O brave old man.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile make one w'ye at your new Ordinary,</L>
<L>They &s;ay tis excellent.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>For rarity and plenty,</L>
<L>There's no &s;uch Pen&s;ion in all this City.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>And all for nothing?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>For le&s;&s;e then ki&s;&s;e your Ho&s;te&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>And is there delicate Wine too? I mu&s;t thither.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The flowre of <HI>France,</HI> and quinte&s;&s;ence of <HI>Spaine</HI></L>
<L>Flow like a Spring-tyde through the Hou&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O rare!</L>
<L>And all for nothing?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Hang nothing. Be it as twill,</L>
<L>I am for any thing; and as well provided,</L>
<L>As you, or any the be&s;t Game&s;ter there.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I love to do the&s;e things. But fir&s;t, pray tel me</L>
<L>Can you tell tale or tydings of his Daughter here?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not of his Daughter: But I heard his Son</L>
<L>Was freed, this day, from Pri&s;on.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>How, how, how?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Brookall, Phillis:</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bro<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yonder he is, &s;till&punc; bu&s;ie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile among 'em. Walke you back a little,</L>
<L>And, get I any money, Ile lend thee &s;ome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="231">
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile tell you how. Some freind has paid his debt,</L>
<L>The Action is di&s;chargd; and he's releas&punc;d.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You practi&s;e my abu&s;e. Tis not in man,</L>
<L>To do me &s;uch a mi&s;cheife.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away Girle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou art as hard, as this dry cru&s;t, here, was,</L>
<L>But he is better minded now, I hope:</L>
<L>Now, old man I am &s;ure thou art for me,</L>
<L>Thou cur&s;ed&s;t me before, but now thou wilt</L>
<L>Ble&s;&s;e me, I hope, and not without a Cro&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Of a faire Silver Sixpence.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hence you Harlot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay look you, if I could afford it, thinke you</L>
<L>I'de make two words w'ye: tis but a &s;ixpenny matter</L>
<L>Between us; why will you be &s;o hard: tis but</L>
<L>So little le&s;&s;e left among all thy Children;</L>
<L>And Ile bate it them in their prayers for thee,</L>
<L>Though I be at the trouble, my &s;elfe, to do it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Troth, &s;he begs prettily. I mu&s;t give her &s;ome|thing.</L>
<L>Here Wench.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is it, J will &s;ee it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis a good Shilling, and a vie; will you &s;ee't Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bam.</SPEAKER>
<P>Look you, tis cover'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil</SPEAKER>
<P>Gentlemen, will you come in? will you vie it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>No we deny it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may revye it then, if you plea&s;e. They come not in to binde it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you come in againe Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, after you, and't be to my la&s;t &s;ixpence.</L>
<L>I will keep Covenant w'ye.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>A &s;hilling more on that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bum.</SPEAKER>
<P>Done Sir: there tis.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, the&s;e are Lads of bounty! Have you any minde yet Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="231">
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>What, to be Bankrupts?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Troth, thou would&s;t feare as much, &s;hould&s;t thou but break</L>
<L>Thy Porredge Pipkin.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prithee what's thy name?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Nell,</HI> my Mother calls me. J nere knew Sire, nor God&s;ire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nell?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes: And tis as bonny a Beggars name, as ever came from beyond <HI>Trent.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This Girle, methinks, howere nece&s;&s;itated</L>
<L>Into this cour&s;e, declares &s;he has a &s;pirit</L>
<L>Of no gro&s;&s;e ayre: And J dare think her Blood,</L>
<L>Although, perhaps, of &s;ome unlawfull mixture,</L>
<L>Deriv'd from Noble veines. One may perceive</L>
<L>Much in her Language, in her Looks, and Ge&s;ture,</L>
<L>That pleads, methinks, a duty above pitty,</L>
<L>To take her from this way, wherein &s;he wanders</L>
<L>So farr from the intent of her Creation.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your meaning is, you would buy her out of her Calling.</L>
<L>Is it not &s;o?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ten Peices J would give</L>
<L>Towards a new one for her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Here's ten more</L>
<L>To bind you quite from begging. Can you afford it?</L>
<L>If yes, accept it. And let's &s;ee your back.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J make no Curt&s;ies, nor &s;end thanks that way.</L>
<L>No, Ile be forwards in them. May my thanks and prayers</L>
<L>Multiply years and ble&s;&s;ings on your heads.</L>
<L>And when J beg againe, may Beadles take</L>
<L>Advantage on my back, and la&s;h the skin off,</L>
<L>So Heaven be ever with you&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Stay. Who would not have given this Money? Gentlemen,</L>
<L><PB REF="232">Do&s;t not move you to give a packing penny?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nor move you them for me. J &s;hould, now, feare</L>
<L>One of their ill-got pence, here mingled, would</L>
<L>Corrupt and overthrow my righteous Fortune.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Phil.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>O villanous Vixen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Each minute of this day augments my torment,</L>
<L>Yet I have coold it with &s;ome patience;</L>
<L>Attending Sir your an&s;wer.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>For your &s;on.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>J have no Son. J aske you for my Daughter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Be this your pennance for your misbeleife,</L>
<L>Hye you to the Compter: if you finde not there</L>
<L>Your &s;on; meet me an hour hence at my Fathers,</L>
<L>Ile tell you news of him; and he perhaps</L>
<L>May tell you of his Si&s;ter. This de&s;erves</L>
<L>A fee. Your ab&s;ence pays it me. Go quickly,</L>
<L>We have &s;ome bu&s;ine&s;&s;e: And your &s;tay will but</L>
<L>Make the Scene tedious.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Weel go. Wil't plea&s;e you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes: we will off in Rhime. There is no doubt,</L>
<L>Jf <HI>Wat</HI> be not i'th Compter, he is out.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Ver. Amp.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now, what's the next vagary?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Onely this Sir,</L>
<L>You have playd at &s;mall Game with me. Now there is</L>
<L>A greater tryall of my Love and Bounty,</L>
<L>In&s;tantly to be made. A Gentleman,</L>
<L>(J &s;tay too long) an intimate Freind's arre&s;ted,</L>
<L>But for two hundred pound on execution:</L>
<L>Will you joyne Charity to fetch him off?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J would 't had been thine owne ca&s;e two dayes &s;ince.</L>
<L>One of your fine Companions, &s;ome poor Shark?</L>
<L><PB REF="232">Ha, i&s;t not &s;o?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you be pleasd to &s;ee him?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J am halfe &s;ick of this Condition&punc;</L>
<L>J do begin, not altogether, now,</L>
<L>To love the&s;e things &s;o well methinks. Humh ha!</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, if you go not chearfully&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes: J go.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt amb<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>ACT. IV. Scene II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Brookall, Phillis.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>GOod Childe, thy tale is pittifull; yet it &s;orts</L>
<L>So with the fell condition of my Fortune,</L>
<L>That J crave more of it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J came not to</L>
<L>Di&s;cour&s;e of &s;orrow, but to bring you comfort:</L>
<L>VVill you yet have a Crowne?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J prithee keep</L>
<L>Thy Money Child; and forwards with thy &s;tory.</L>
<L>Thou &s;ayd&s;t thy Mother was a Gentlewoman.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Jle give you rea&s;on. Since J can remember,</L>
<L>Shee never did a wrong, though &s;uffered much;</L>
<L>Nor the lea&s;t unju&s;t thing&punc; No, though her poverty</L>
<L>And care of me have pinch'd her very bowels,</L>
<L>Shee knew not how to &s;eek anothers good,</L>
<L>So much as by reque&s;t. Shee never dur&s;t borrow,</L>
<L>For feare to come &s;o neer the danger of</L>
<L>A promi&s;e-breach: And, for ba&s;e ends, to lye</L>
<L>Shee holds it &s;acriledge. I faith &s;he jerk'd</L>
<L>That humour out of me; for J was given</L>
<L>(I tell you as a Freind) a little to't.</L>
<L><PB REF="233">It came &s;ure by the Father&punc; God forgive him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;ayd&s;t, thou thought&s;t, thy Father was a Knight.</L>
<L>How think&s;t thou he could lye then, to abu&s;e</L>
<L>A Virgine of that goodne&s;&s;e, as it &s;eemes</L>
<L>Shee, that by him became thy Mother, was.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The Devill, &s;ure, was powerfull with him, then.</L>
<L>Nor do you hear me &s;ay, all Gentlefolkes</L>
<L>Are of one minde. Ala&s;&s;e they could not live</L>
<L>One by another then.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Peace, &s;tay a little:</L>
<L>How came thy Mother to decline her &s;pirit</L>
<L>So low, as thus to &s;uffer thee to beg&punc;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Vertue goes often wet-&s;hod, and is faine</L>
<L>To coble it &s;elfe up to hold out water</L>
<L>And cold nece&s;&s;ity: But &s;ure, the quality</L>
<L>Came to me by the Fathers &s;ide too: For</L>
<L>Tis a more commendable, and Courtly practi&s;e</L>
<L>To beg, then &s;teale. He was perhaps, a Courtier.</L>
<L>J rather would be rob'd of all J have,</L>
<L>Then &s;teale one farthing.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;ay'&s;t thy Mother never would reveale</L>
<L>To thee, or any one, her Birth, or Fortune.</L>
<L>An&s;wer me, prethee, how do&s;t thou collect</L>
<L>Th' had&s;t &s;uch a Father? Or that he has thus</L>
<L>Wrong&punc;d thy poore Mother, by not marrying her?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now you come to me indeed old man: How now,</L>
<L>What do you weep?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The &s;harpne&s;s of the Aire</L>
<L>Strikes on mine eyes a little. Prethee &s;ay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J fir&s;t, as fain would know the hidden cau&s;e</L>
<L>That works this aptne&s;s in me, to di&s;cover</L>
<L>My Mother and my &s;elfe to you, J know not</L>
<L>How to look off o' you. I <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">aith you weep.</L>
<L><PB REF="233">I have heard &s;ome talke of naturall in&s;tinct,</L>
<L>But know not what it is. Pray can you tell me?</L>
<L>Or any like rea&s;on, why J &s;hould</L>
<L>Thus doat, and hang about you? Or tell me this,</L>
<L>Have you not been of better Fortune? Are not you</L>
<L>Some decayed Knight? Be not a&s;ham'd, but tell me.</L>
<L>They cannot all be rich, there are &s;o many.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh my heart!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yea, are your Con&s;cience &s;truck?</L>
<L>Have at you for a father then: And yet</L>
<L>Me-thinks you are more old in goodne&s;s, then</L>
<L>To be, &s;o late, &s;o wicked, as to wrong</L>
<L>A woman of her &s;weetne&s;s. Yet Ile try you.</L>
<L>Here is a long-kept Paper. This is all</L>
<L>That ere I gathered of my Mothers wrong,</L>
<L>And of my Fathers cruelty, and condition.</L>
<L>It &s;eemes this was his hand, and ruthfull farewell,</L>
<L>He turn'd her off withall. See, if you know it.</L>
<L>More then a thou&s;and times I have ob&s;erv'd her</L>
<L>Weep o're that Paper; ever carefull, though,</L>
<L>Her teares might not deface it. If by chance,</L>
<L>As when tho&s;e teares prevented had her &s;ight,</L>
<L>Some &s;oft ones did on that hard Sentence light,</L>
<L>Her Lips took off the Tre&s;pa&s;s of her Eye;</L>
<L>And her hot Sighes re&s;tor'd the Paper dry.</L>
<L><HI>Broo.</HI> This comes &s;o neer a Miracle; that my faith</L>
<L>feare is &s;taggering. How got'&s;t, thou this paper?</L>
<L><HI>Phil.</HI> I &s;tole it from my Mother, (and in Troth</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">s all that ere I &s;tole) becau&s;e &s;he &s;hould not</L>
<L>Weep out her eyes upon't. I do not love,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">hough I am a beggar, to lead blind folks.</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">o you not find there, that he is a Knight,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">ough he &s;ub&s;cribes no name? He tells her there,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">d tauntingly, he knowess &s;he is more &s;orry</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span"> the lo&s;t Lady&s;hip he promis'd her&punc;</L>
<L><PB REF="234">Then for her Maiden-head. Let me heare you read it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mine eyes, are now, too full indeed; I cannot.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Are you the man then, whom I mu&s;t ask ble&s;|&s;ing?</L>
<L>If you bee, &s;peak. Ile have you to my Mother,</L>
<L>Though, I dare &s;weare, &s;he had rather dye, then you,</L>
<L>Or any of your Race, or hers, &s;hould &s;ee her,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t &s;he has breath. Yet I will undertake</L>
<L>To prattle you both good friends.</L>
<L>And you &s;hall have my <HI>Mammy,</HI></L>
<L>And &s;he &s;hall have her <HI>Nell</HI> (that's J.)</L>
<L>The man &s;hall have his Mare againe,</L>
<L>And all &s;hall be well. How do you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prethee forbeare me good wench but a little&punc;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Valentine.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I have kept my time you &s;ee; and &s;hall not fail<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>In any Circum&s;tance. Here are two Swords,</L>
<L>Pray take your choice. I have be&s;poke a Boat</L>
<L>Shall land us o're the water, where you plea&s;e;</L>
<L>Though, I Prote&s;t, I yet would beg your Love,</L>
<L>Next to my Naturall Fathers.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>This I fear&punc;d.</L>
<L>And charg'd the plain way. But't &s;hall not &s;erve.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>You took my part of late, again&s;t old <HI>Vermin<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Prethee who would not? This is another ca&s;e</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Why, if there be no remedy, pray accept</L>
<L>Your forty pounds. The money, Sir, may &s;tead you</L>
<L>For your e&s;cape, when you have ta'ne my Life.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your money 'wou'ld hang me, Sir. Your life not worth it.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis your own money; &s;ent you by your So<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How know I that? Or that I have a Son</L>
<L>By thee unmurther'd.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="234">
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I told you of a Letter I had mi&s;laid:</L>
<L>Look you. Do you know his hand?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>If it be not,</L>
<L>Much chang'd, and lately, here is that wil match.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Was ever given Gold &s;o weigh'd, and try'd?</L>
<L>What Lawyer, Nay, what Judge would be &s;o &s;crupu|lous?</L>
<L>No want corrupts good Con&s;cience: Nor exce&s;s</L>
<L>Allaies in bad, the thir&s;t of Cov'tou&s;ne&s;s.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>What do you think, Sir?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>I think you beg again, and would be whipt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I fecks, I do not beg; but came to offer</L>
<L>This griev'd old man &s;ome of my infinite fortune</L>
<L>Found in your lucky money: Lucky indeed;</L>
<L>For I have found a Father by't. I vow</L>
<L>I think my Father. I'&s;t not a fine old man?</L>
<L>I &s;hall know more anon.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Her money, &s;ure,</L>
<L>Has made her Mad: How do you finde it, Sir?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My wonder now, is, how thou can&s;t be Son</L>
<L>Of &s;uch a Father! Thou art hone&s;t &s;ure.</L>
<L>Here is your Sword, I will accept the money.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then I &s;hall live, and &s;o may want the money.</L>
<L>Will you forbeare it for a day or two?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Sword again.</L>
<L>Now, I profe&s;s to you, I have pre&s;ent need on't,</L>
<L>And am as &s;trict, Sir, for my right, as <HI>I</HI></L>
<L>Before was to decline it.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Pray, Sir, take it;</L>
<L>And give me leave to beg your charitable</L>
<L>Con&s;truction of my Father.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>How is that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Did you but know the care, the co&s;t, and tra|vell</L>
<L>He has been at a thou&s;and waies, to finde</L>
<L><PB REF="235">Your injur'd Si&s;ter, to make good his fault,</L>
<L>If po&s;&s;ibly he might&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>O fie, O fie!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Till all Opinion gave her dead; and then</L>
<L>The meanes he has &s;ought to do you Offices</L>
<L>Again&s;t your knowledge. For he knew your Spirit</L>
<L>Would not except of his benevolence.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Read that, and gue&s;&s;e who&s;e deed 'tis. Stand off Girle.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Yes for&s;ooth Father, I &s;hall learn in time,</L>
<L>Ile call him Father till he findes me another.</L>
<L>J know he could not &s;hed tho&s;e teares for nothing.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>But does &s;he live, to whom this was directed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Speak low&punc; is that your Fathers hand?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>It is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Along with me then. Girle, lead you the way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Anan for&s;ooth Father&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shew us to your Mother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shall he go too? What will the Neighbours think?</L>
<L>There's none but Beggars all about us. Ods &s;o,</L>
<L>There'll be a &s;how indeed.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>No matter. Will you go?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, they will hale you to peeces.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>Will you deny me?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How &s;hall I an&s;wer'<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> to my Mother? She</L>
<L>Never &s;aw man, nor has been &s;een by man,</L>
<L>That J k<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">n my life.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<P>N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">tter: Will you on?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ile &s;ave thee blamele&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>Troth Ile venter.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Oes.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="235">
<HEAD>ACT. V.</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scene I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Frances, Magdalen, Jane, Alice. Wine on a Table.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L><HI>TRes bien venue Madames.</HI></L>
<L>You are very welcome.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good lack! And is it you, Mrs. <HI>Alice?</HI> I'&s;t po&s;&s;ible? Are you come to learn Carriage too? I will make bold with tother Gla&s;&s;e of Wine. At a word, J like your French Carriage the better, that it allowes elder Women to drink VVine.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>They have no other drink, except water. And Maids are&punc; allowed but that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>And young wives (they &s;ay) wine with their water.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mingle your Gla&s;&s;e, then, Daughter. This for me. Your father has &s;o fought you Mrs. <HI>Alice.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Father has mi&s;t us too, by this time&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>But neither of 'em can dream French enough, to direct 'em hither, J warrant you. And does &s;he learn the Carriages very well, <HI>Madam|&s;illy?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Madamoy&s;elle, &s;i vous plai&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>What do yee cal't? I &s;hall never hit it. &punc;How do you finde your Schollar?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O, &s;he is very good. She learn very well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>But how much carriage hath &s;he learnt? Heark
<PB REF="236">
you Mrs. <HI>Alice.</HI> Have you not learnt to carry a man? Has not a good Husband &s;tolne you hither?</P>
<P>J can think waggi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hly I tell you: And an old Ape has an old eye. Go to.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>No &s;uch matter, Mrs. <HI>Bump&s;ey.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra:</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat is that you &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>I ask you how much carriage she has learnt?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>She come but dis day; And she carry both the hands already.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>How &s;ay by that. I'&s;t po&s;&s;ible? Can she carry both her hands in one day?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and before to morrow, she shall carry the foot as well.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>It &s;eems, then, you teach handling before footing in your French way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may learn dat of de leetle Shild. De lee|tle Shild you &s;ee will handle de ting, before it can &s;et one foot to de ground. Come, let me &s;ee you make a Reverance.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Reverance! VVhat's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tis dat you call a Curt&s;ie. Let me &s;ee you make Curt&s;ie.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Look you heare then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O fee, fee&mdash;dat is de gro&s;s english Douck, for de &s;wagbuttock'd-wife of de Pe&s;ant.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>How like you this then? There's a Reverence I warrant you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fee, dat is wor&s;e. See how you carry de hands like de <HI>Comedien</HI> dat act de shangling.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shall I ever hit on't troe? I mu&s;t take tother Gla&s;s.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take heed she does not take too much.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>I hope she will not. But there's no cro&s;&s;ing her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let me &s;ee your hands.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="236">
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>There they bee. They have been a little too fa|miliar with Sea-coale fires, and much other cour&s;e hou&s;wifry, which J &s;hall utterly abhor, and wa&s;h off, when J have learnt to carry them Courtly.</P>
<P>But &s;hall J ever do it, think you?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, yes, and all your other parts and mem|bers.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>I may winne my Husband to love mee Court|ly then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>To love, and lye with you Courtly.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's but &s;eldome, I doubt.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You shall know all de waies to winne his Love,</L>
<L>Or any mans, to multiply your honour.&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>J will &s;o multiply then.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not onely in your looks, your &s;miles and &s;weet Care&s;&s;es&punc;</L>
<L>(Be&s;ides the help of Painting) that adorn</L>
<L>The face: But with the motion of each Lineament,</L>
<L>Of the whole frame of your wel order'd body.</L>
<L>An Eye, a Lip, a finger shall not move;</L>
<L>A Toe trip unregarded. But your Geat</L>
<L>And your whole gracefull Pre&s;ence shall attract,</L>
<L>(Beyond affection) admiration:</L>
<L>As Ile artifice you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile be a Nimph. <HI>Diana</HI> and her Dearlings&punc; deare, deare, deare, <HI>&amp;c.</HI>
<STAGE>&s;ing.</STAGE></L>
<L>But may I paint, &s;ay you?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>O mo&s;t allowably; nay, commendably.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tother Gla&s;s for that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Then for the Art of dre&s;&s;ing, &s;etting forrh</L>
<L>Head Face, Neck, Brea&s;t,; with which I will in&s;pire you.</L>
<L>To cover, or di&s;cover any part&mdash;</L>
<L>Unto de be&s;t advantage.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="237">
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That is to &s;ay,</L>
<L>To hide shame, or shew all: that's her meaning.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You shall have no defect perceiv'd, no grace conceal'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am for the naked Neck and Shoulders, then.</L>
<L>For (I tell you Mi&s;tre&s;s) I have a white Skin,</L>
<L>And a round &s;treight Neck: &s;mooth and plump Shoul|ders,</L>
<L>Free from French Flea-bits, and never a wrinckle</L>
<L>Neare'em, though I &s;ay't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>'Thas been &s;ugge&s;ted by invective men,</L>
<L>Women, to ju&s;ti&s;ie them&s;elves that way,</L>
<L>Began that Fashion. As one tother &s;ide,</L>
<L>The fashion of mens Brow-looks was perhaps</L>
<L>Devis'd out of nece&s;&s;ity, to hide</L>
<L>All il-grac'd forehead; Or be&s;princkled with</L>
<L>The outward Symptomes of &s;ome inward griefe.</L>
<L>As, formerly the Saffron-&s;teeped Linnen,</L>
<L>By &s;ome great man found u&s;efull again&s;t Vermine,</L>
<L>Was ta&punc;ne up for a fashionable wearing.</L>
<L>Some Lord that was no Niggard of his Beauty,</L>
<L>Might bring up narrow brims to publish it.</L>
<L>Another, to ob&s;cure his, or perhaps</L>
<L>To hide defects thereof, might bring up broad ones.</L>
<L>As que&s;tionle&s;s, the &s;treight, neat timber'd Leg,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t wore the Troncks, and long Silk-ho<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e: As likely</L>
<L>The Baker-knees, or &s;ome &s;trange shamble shanks,</L>
<L>Begat the Ancle-breeches.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sur<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> the men</L>
<L>Took that conceit from us. What woman shewe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>A Leg&punc; that's not a good one?&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>She &s;hewes a &s;wadled leg.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e among men, are followed for the fashions,</L>
<L>That were invented for the better grace.</L>
<L>(As our Attires) to &s;et off Limb, or face.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="237">
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good lack! What knowledge comes from forraigne parts?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Dryground, VVat.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>I prethee <HI>Wat,</HI> have patience for an houre.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Not for a minute, Sir, Ile not be kick'd,</L>
<L>And call'd ba&s;e Pandar for your ba&s;ene&s;s.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nay, look you <HI>Wat.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And had almo&s;t been pump'd,</L>
<L>And made a &s;port for Water-men i'th' Thames.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>But Heare me, <HI>Wat.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ile heare my Father &s;ooner. (Give me hence</L>
<L>My Si&s;ter) were he a ravenous Bea&s;t, a Wolfe,</L>
<L>J would obey him rather then trudge a foot</L>
<L>Further in your ba&s;e way. Heart J am hip-&s;hot.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Now, would his Bodies paines convert his Soule,</L>
<L>Twere a good work.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>J am in de&s;perate feare</L>
<L>O'th' Mourning of the Chine too with the kicks&punc;</L>
<L>And hunches they o're-laid me with. O ba&s;e!</L>
<L>Without re&s;i&s;tance. Give me hence my Si&s;ter.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>But how was it my fault?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Was't not your project?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>What may this mean&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>No harm J warrant you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Nay, it &s;hall out. Your ba&s;e inhumane Pro|ject,</L>
<L>To &s;ell your Daughters Maiden-head. (J care not</L>
<L>Who heares me, J.) And cunningly to make me</L>
<L>Your Hackney-jade to fetch your Chapmen in.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where are we now?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>What did my Husband mean to wi&s;h us hither?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ba&s;ene&s;s! J cannot call it bad enough.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="238">
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You were as forward in it as my &s;elfe,</L>
<L>And wooed me you might have her without all faults.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mine eyes are opened now.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>But J beleive,</L>
<L>They were almo&s;t beaten out fir&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>And J vow</L>
<L>Ere J will marry &s;o, Ile take a Beggar,</L>
<L>And joyn in trade with her, though I get nothing</L>
<L>But&mdash;My name is <HI>Vermine</HI> already, J</L>
<L>Thank a good Father for't.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>A Beggar-wenches breed would propagate</L>
<L>Your name mo&s;t numerou&s;ly.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Much better then your Sale-ware, and more la&s;ting.</L>
<L>J think J &s;aw her to day mu&s;t be the woman,</L>
<L>Good Madame Polcat, the trim Schoole-mi&s;tri&s;s.</L>
<L>Ile make bold with your Schollar. What! you have more.</L>
<L>Ile carry her and her Virginity</L>
<L>Unto &s;ome fitter place of Execution.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>You brought me hither, Sir, and here Ile &s;tay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>What! in a Bawdy-hou&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O deare! and is it &s;o? VVhat are we then?</L>
<L>Is this your boun fa&s;hion? Is this the carriage of the</L>
<L>Body, that you would teach us? What, to bee</L>
<L>VVhores? VVe could learn that at home, and</L>
<L>there were need, without your teaching,</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ja.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mother; what do you mean?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mrs <HI>Bump&s;ey;</HI> pray feare no harm.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>O good lack! what will become of us? where</L>
<L>are we now, <HI>Jane?</HI></L>
<L>Betray'd! betray'd! Our honours are betray'd. O my</L>
<L>poor <HI>Bump.</HI> how will thou take this at my hands,</L>
<L>though J carry them never &s;o Courtly?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Sfoot, &s;he's in her Mawdlin fit: All her wine
<PB REF="238">
&s;howres out in teares.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh, oh, oh,&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>She falls</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray have her in. Look carefully to her,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh, oh, oh,&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Take the Bottle with yee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, I, I.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>In all to the next Room.&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Fra. Jane leading out Magda|len.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, &s;he &s;hall with me. Ile leave her where J found her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sir, no &s;uch matter.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>'Sfoot, Gentlewoman, mu&s;t I kick you out o&punc; doores?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>No, nor depart your &s;elfe, but by Authority.</L>
<L>J am provided for you. Friends come in.
<STAGE>Enter two Sergeants.</STAGE></L>
<L>And do your Office.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>We arre&s;t you, Sir; Nay, we &s;hall rule you&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ha, ha, ha. VVhy, this is well, and very ho&s;|pitably done.</L>
<L>VVould any man but an old Bawde ha' done this?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, J mi&s;tru&s;ted your Apo&s;tacy.</L>
<L>Since you revolt, J mu&s;t recall my money;</L>
<L>Or lay you where J found you, as you threatned your Si&s;ter here.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ba&s;er, and ba&s;er &s;till. Are you a Knight?</L>
<L>A Knight, a Po&s;t-Knight. A Po&s;tillion,</L>
<L>That rides a fore-hor&s;e, o&punc;re the Eares in durt,</L>
<L>Three fingers thick, is not &s;o ba&s;e. You Varlets,</L>
<L>Do you arre&s;t folkes in a bawdy-hou&s;e?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>VVe do not finde it &s;o; Or, if it be,</L>
<L>The place may be as hone&s;t as our Office.</L>
<L>VVill you walk, Sir?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Stay; Let me con&s;ider,</L>
<L><PB REF="239">If now my Father (as &s;ome in like ca&s;es</L>
<L>Have done) would take a fine &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion.</L>
<L>I could affoard to kneele and whine, me-thinks,</L>
<L>Rather then back to my old Ward again.</L>
<L>Twill nere be hand&s;ome though.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Valentine.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>The bu&s;ine&s;s Gentlemen.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>My lucky friend.</L>
<L>Sir, you reliev'd me lately. Could you now</L>
<L>But add another Favour, it might teach</L>
<L>One, that nere learnt to pray, to pray for you.</L>
<L>Do you not know me, Sir? Twas I you &s;av'd</L>
<L>Out of the Temple Sudds.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha&s;t thou been &s;hav'd &s;ince?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, Sir, I was di&s;guis'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Di&s;guis'd!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>Di&s;guis'd in villany, which I recant.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Who knowes but he may prove an hone&s;t man?</L>
<L>Pray, Sir, a word.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<P>We do not u&s;e to wait dry-fi&s;ted; nor dry throa|ted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would you were as wet all over, as I was like to have been: Or, as you are Catchpoles, I would you had been but in tho&s;e hands I e&s;|cap'd from.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>You have prevail'd, Sir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sergeants you &s;hall not out of the Hou&s;e. Here's for halfe an houres attendance. Go into that Room with your Pri&s;oner. You &s;hall have Wine, and Smoak too.</L>
<L>Be of good cheere friend&punc; if thou can&s;t be hone&s;t,</L>
<L>I can relieve thee: feare not.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="239">
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, get my Father but to &s;ay as much,</L>
<L>And you &s;hall be Co-heire with me. I vow you &s;hall have halfe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE><HI>Exeunt</HI> Wat, Sergeants</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVee'll talk anon. The Youth appeares con|verted.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>There was no other meanes to work it by,</L>
<L>But that I us'd; to urg'd him pa&s;t his Nature.</L>
<L>He was &s;o free in's Villany, that I</L>
<L>Giving the Spurs, ran him beyond his &s;peed;</L>
<L>Quite off his Legs, and glad to be led home.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>His Father comes on fairely: I have follow'd</L>
<L>All your In&s;tructions concerning him,</L>
<L>And my fanta&s;tick Father-'Law. Both whom</L>
<L>Are hard at hand, with the wi&s;e we&s;tern Knight.</L>
<L>He too's content to go to the be&s;t Ordinary,</L>
<L>VVhile tis be&s;t cheap he &s;aies. VVhere are the women?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your Mother-'Law, after &s;he had got</L>
<L>As much French Carriage, as might &s;erve to furni&s;h</L>
<L>A petty Court; is fallen into a fit,</L>
<L>To over-throw it all againe.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The better.</L>
<L>But is the hou&s;e cleare, Sir, of all your Riflers?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>As I could wish; And well &s;atisfied.</L>
<L>For, when they under&s;tood the hone&s;t end,</L>
<L>My Project aim'd at; which, by an Oration</L>
<L>VVell charg'd with virtuous Sentences, I forc'd</L>
<L>Into the nobler Brea&s;ts: they all recanted</L>
<L>The barbarous purpo&s;e; and as freely left</L>
<L>Their money for that Charitable u&s;e,</L>
<L>To which I pre-intended it. The re&s;t</L>
<L>Purs'd theirs again. But yet I have collected</L>
<L>In this odd uncouth way, five hundred Pounds,</L>
<L>That was laid down at &s;take for a Virginity,</L>
<L>To make an hone&s;t &s;tock for <HI>Franck.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Tis good.</L>
<L><PB REF="240">I may fetch in my Gue&s;ts in the mean time</L>
<L>You maybe pleas'd, Sir, to peru&s;e this Baper.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>How now! what's here? How might he come by this?</L>
<L>It is the &s;corn I &s;ent my injur'd Love;</L>
<L>My abus'd Elynor: The hand, that threw</L>
<L>Her from me. O, that at the price of it</L>
<L>I could receive her.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Oliver. Ambro&s;e.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, by your leave,</L>
<L>VVe come to &s;up w'yee. Does your Rifling hold?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>VVhat, you are off o'the hooks, me-thinks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>If there be no &s;uch thing, tell us the Riddle?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;hall know all, and briefely. <HI>Franck,</HI> come in.
<STAGE>Enter <HI>Franck.</HI></STAGE></L>
<L>Now Gentlemen&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let us &s;alute her fir&s;t.&mdash;</P>
<STAGE>Salute, then whi&s;per.</STAGE>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>She does not ta&s;t of &s;in. Faire Cha&s;tity</L>
<L>Sits crown'd upon her Brow, with an a&s;pect,</L>
<L>May beat down. Lu&s;t to Hell, from whence it ro&s;e.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<P>You profe&s;&s;e Nobly, &s;ir.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I vow, and do not lye to you: If I finde</L>
<L>Your Father &s;o inhumane, you again&s;t it:</L>
<L>VVee'll be your Re&s;cue, if forty able &s;word-men</L>
<L>VVhich we have, at the &s;ignall of a finger,</L>
<L>Planted in readine&s;s, can fetch you off:</L>
<L>Do you approve?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, and admire your goodne&s;s.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now we are for you, &s;ir:</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then heare the &s;tory; which your late Im|patience
<PB REF="240">
would not permit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>You &s;peak not now</L>
<L>In that high Phra&s;e, or tone, as you
<STAGE>Enter Valentine. Bump&s;ey, Ver|mine, Amphilus, Brookall, Elynor, Phillis.</STAGE></L>
<L>did then. <HI>Val.</HI> Stand here, un&s;eene;</L>
<L>and heare attentively.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am a Gentleman, that by foule mi&s;deed</L>
<L>(Heaven, Heaven I aske thee pardon) once did wrong</L>
<L>To an unfortunate Family, by rejecting,</L>
<L>After affiance, and her love abu&s;&punc;d,</L>
<L>A Gentlewoman&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>You got with child, and then deny'd her Marriage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Twas &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ely.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ay me!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>No pa&s;&s;ion, gentle Soule.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<P>If this &s;hould prove my Father now!&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well Sir, your Gentlewoman!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Shee, on the di&s;content, (poore haple&s;&s;e Soule)</L>
<L>Now foureteen Winters &s;ince though &s;adly burden'd,</L>
<L>Fled, and no more is heard of: at the fir&s;t</L>
<L>My wildne&s;&s;e took no &s;en&s;e of this deare Lo&s;&s;e;</L>
<L>But drew me through the wayes of carele&s;&s;e plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>By riotous expence, that mine e&s;tate</L>
<L>And Credit ran at wa&s;te, and was nigh &s;pent,</L>
<L>Untill my tre&s;pa&s;&s;e cry'd again&s;t my Con&s;cience</L>
<L>To render &s;atisfaction: but in vaine</L>
<L>We offer to the dead. My Genius therefore</L>
<L>Prompts me to gratefull deeds unto her Blood.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>What can this come to?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shee had a Brother, that lo&s;t his e&s;tate By Law&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Br.</SPEAKER>
<P>Means he not mee?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>To a Corrupt Oppre&s;&s;or&mdash;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha! How's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Was &s;tript out of the very Coat he wore,</L>
<L><PB REF="241">Had nothing left him, but a Sonne&mdash;</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's all this to your Daughter?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Even all that may be; (&s;ee) His Sonne's my Daughter.
<STAGE>Di&s;cover Fran<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</STAGE></L>
<L>Now do you find my project Gentlemen?</L>
<L>It has at Charge of three dayes Hou&s;e-keeping</L>
<L>Put hal<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">e a thou&s;and pounds in's pur&s;e; Be&s;ides</L>
<L>A faire pull for his Fathers Land againe:</L>
<L>For he has, by a lawfull Church-man, married</L>
<L>The Daughter of his Fathers Adver&s;ary.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, here are wonders!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amb.</SPEAKER>
<P>Bravely, nobly done</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Come Mrs. <HI>Alice;</HI> and ju&s;tifie your Act.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Alice</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Daughter, ha!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>My &s;weetheart, hoe!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fr<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Your haes and hoes can not draw her from me,</L>
<L>Thee is my Wife.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>By what witch-craft?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>By &s;tronger Charmes, then your Art can di&s;|&s;olve&punc; You know me now, Sir&mdash;And my Project, do you not?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Di&s;covers him&s;elfe.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ol.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Amb.</HI> Sir <HI>Humfrey Dryground.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>I am &s;truck dum with wonder.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Elin.</SPEAKER>
<P>O tis he, tis hee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Ala&s;&s;e &s;he &s;wounes, Sir cheare you up this Lady,</L>
<L>While I appea&s;e the re&s;t. A word with you Sir.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>I will not be appea&s;'d.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>My love! my <HI>Elynor!</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>So, cheare her up Sir <HI>Humfry.</HI> To her againe Sir <HI>Humfry;</HI> your Sonne and mine in Law has told me all your &s;tory, and reconcil'd your Brother <HI>Brookall</HI> to you before your interview. I know all, the full point and the whole &s;ub&s;tance; the flat and plaine of the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e; and now I love the&s;e things againe. How now Sir <HI>Am|philus?</HI>
<PB REF="241">
Drown'd in Melancholly?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>No: But and I were at the Duckingpond, I know what I know. But when I drown my &s;elfe, I'll give you leave to hang me.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your pardon, and your ble&s;&s;ing; I be&s;eech you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Hence.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Valentine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Was this thy Journey into <HI>France</HI> my Boy?</L>
<L>High Providence hath made it good. But tell mee,</L>
<L>Was Love your chiefe In&s;tructor to this Marriage?</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<P>Indeed it was equall in her and mee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ali.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pray Sir your ble&s;&s;ing.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Broo.</SPEAKER>
<P>Turne this way for a ble&s;&s;ing then my Daughter,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shall I tell you Neighbour? Law has no re|liefe for you; And Con&s;cience and you have a longe time been &s;trangers&punc; Could you be friends and embrace Con&s;cience now, all would be well. And there's the &s;ub&s;tance. Is it plaine?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Con&s;cience! do you know where &s;he is?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Val. Wat. Magdalen, Jane.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<P>Heeres one has brought her in his true Conver|&s;ion.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Sir, If you can forgive, and can obey you&punc;&mdash;</L>
<L>I now can better kneele&punc; then &s;peak</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<STAGE>He weep<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Do you note tho&s;e teares, Sir? Had you lo&s;t your Daughter,</L>
<L>My Father had in this made you amends,</L>
<L>In finding you a Son. His Art converted him.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<P>Sure, all's but Apparition, or a dream.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha! Think you &s;o? Tis your own fle&s;h and blood: And by your leave and liking&punc; may prove as ho|ne&s;t a Man, as his Father. Is not this plaine now? For|give and ble&s;&s;e <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">m all over, and &s;o Ki&s;&s;e 'em too&punc; They are your Children&punc;</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="242">
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>O my deare <HI>Bump!</HI> Art thou there? Thou may&s;t ki&s;&s;e, and forgive me all over too, for any harm, or di&s;hone&s;ty; though the place be as they &s;ay-at a word, <HI>Bump.</HI> Thou may&s;t be|leive me, I came but to learn Carriage of the Body, nor to carry no bodies body, but my owne body, <HI>Bump.</HI> No truely, truely <HI>Bump.</HI> o&mdash;o&mdash;that ever I did that.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bump.</SPEAKER>
<P>Peace, peace: All's well. At lea&s;t I know your Di&s;ea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mag.</SPEAKER>
<P>Think me not drunk, good <HI>Bump,</HI> a little fa&s;hion-&s;ick, or &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fa&s;hion-&s;ick! a fine civill word. To be drunk, is fa&s;hion-&s;ick.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ver.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I am awak'd out of the Lethargy</L>
<L>Of Avarice: Ble&s;t may our Friend&s;hip be.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I will not &s;leep, before the holy Prie&s;t</L>
<L>Has done the Office. Ble&s;&s;ing on my Girle.</L>
<L><HI>Val,</HI> Thou ha&s;t made me young againe: the be&s;t</L>
<L>Occurrents in this Project have been thine.</L>
<L>Thy Accidents exceeded my de&s;igne.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They do not yet cea&s;e here: For &s;ee, the &s;trife</L>
<L>Betwixt the&s;e long continued Adver&s;aries</L>
<L>Perfectly reconcil'd; and both have given</L>
<L>The young and hopefull married paire their Ble&s;&s;ings.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Amp.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>To which I have given my Con&s;ent mo&s;t freely.</L>
<L>For it was <HI>Nolens volens</HI> as they &s;ay.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>They are beholden to you. Mr. <HI>Vermine</HI></L>
<L>Re&s;tores unto the Son the Fathers Land,</L>
<L>For Dowry with his Daughter: And is taken</L>
<L>So with the good you wrought upon his Son,</L>
<L>The Convertite here; that if he &s;tand firme</L>
<L>Till the determination of your Mortgage,</L>
<L>Hee <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> cancell it, and &s;end it <HI>Gratis</HI> to you.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Wat.</SPEAKER>
<P>That's &s;ure enough. But Sir, the other bu&s;ine&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="242">
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's that?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>The mo&s;t to be admir'd of all;</L>
<L>He loves my Si&s;ter here; and has done long:</L>
<L>But, now, that he perceaves her worth (being yours)</L>
<L>And, &s;ince you promi&s;'d him your Daughter too,</L>
<L>He makes it his faire &s;uit.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>I'll talk with his Father.</L>
<L>And <HI>Wat</HI> &s;tand you but firme, and live reform'd,</L>
<L>Winning my Daughters love, you &s;hall have mine.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Phil.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>That Fortune is not blinde, that &s;hew'd me way</L>
<L>To Father, Friends, and Husband in one day.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<P>This binds us all into a Brother-hood.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Bro.</SPEAKER>
<P>And with a Brothers Love I now &s;alute you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dry.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>So may we with a generall embrace,</L>
<L>Create the Heart of Friend&s;hip, not the Face.</L>
<L>Come Gentlemen, your Ordinary &s;tayes,</L>
<L>Twill prove good fare (I hope) though no rich Fea&s;t;</L>
<L>And acceptable to each welcome Gue&s;t.</L>
</LG>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="243">
<HEAD>Epilogue.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>NO way ambitious yet of vulgar prai&s;e,</L>
<L>The writer of the&s;e Scenes de&s;ires to know,</L>
<L>By your faire leave, though he a&s;&s;ume no Bayes,</L>
<L>Whether he pull'd faire for a <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters">afe or no.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If yes, then let your hands a&s;&s;i&s;tant be,</L>
<L>T'incourage him to climb <HI>Apollo's</HI> tree.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
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<P N="75">75. The Tragedy of <HI>Thierry</HI> King of <HI>France,</HI> and his brother <HI>Theodoret,</HI> written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="76">76. The Elder Brother, a Comedy written by <HI>Fran. Beaumont,</HI> &amp; <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="77">77. The Scornfull Lady, a Comedy writ|ten by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="78">78. <HI>Cupids</HI> Revenge, a Tragedy written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="79">79. <HI>Mon&s;ieur Thomas,</HI> a Comedy written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="80">80. The two noble Kin&s;men, a Comedy written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="81">81. The Tragedy of <HI>Albovine</HI> King of the
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<HI>Lombards,</HI> written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</P>
<P N="82">82. The Ju&s;t <HI>Italian,</HI> written by <HI>VVilliam Davenant,</HI> i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> 4^o.</P>
<P N="83">83. The Cruel Brother, a Tragedy written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</P>
<P N="84">84. The Unfortunate Lovers, a Tragedy written by <HI>VVilliam Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</P>
<P N="85">85. Love and Honor, a Comedy written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</P>
<P N="86">86. Madaga&s;car, with other Poems, written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 12^o.</P>
<P N="87">87. The Countrey Captain, and the Varie|tie, two Comedies written by a Per&s;on of Honour, in 12^o.</P>
<P N="88">88. The Contention for Honor and Riches, a Ma&s;que written by <HI>James Shirley,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="89">89. The Triumph of Peace, a Ma&s;que pre|&s;ented by the four honourable Hou&s;es of Inns of Court before the <HI>King,</HI> and <HI>Queens</HI> Maje|&s;ty at <HI>Whitehall,</HI> 1633, written by <HI>James Shir|ley,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="90">90. The Dutche&s;s of <HI>Malfy,</HI> a Tragedy written by <HI>John Web&s;ter,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="91">91. Poems written by Mr. <HI>William Shake|&s;pear,</HI> Gent. in 8^o.</P>
<P N="92">92. The Cid, a Tragi-Comedy, tran&s;lated out of French by <HI>Jo&s;eph Rut<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">er,</HI> Gent. in 12^o.</P>
<P N="93"><PB REF="248">93. Allarum to Poets by <HI>I. L.</HI> in 4^o.</P>
<P N="94">94. <HI>Fragmenta Poetica,</HI> or Mi&s;cellanies of Poeticall Mu&s;ings, by <HI>Nich. Murford,</HI> Gent. in 12^o.</P>
<P N="95">95. <HI>Hymnus Tobaci Authore</HI> Raphaele Tho|rio, in 8^o.</P>
<P N="96">96. <HI>Hymnus Tobaci,</HI> a Poem in Honour of Tobacco, heroically compo&s;ed by <HI>Raphael Thorius,</HI> made Engli&s;h by <HI>Peter Hau&s;ted,</HI> Mr. of Arts <HI>Camb.</HI> newly printed in 8^o.</P>
<P N="97">97. The Sophy, a Tragedy written by Mr. <HI>Iohn Denham</HI> E&s;quire.</P>
<P N="98">98. Coopers Hill, a Poem written by Mr. <HI>Iohn Denham</HI> E&s;q. The &s;econd Edition in 4^o. with Additions.</P>
<P N="99">99. Poems, with a Ma&s;que, by <HI>Thomas Ca|rew</HI> E&s;quire, Gentleman of the Privy Cham|ber to his late Maje&s;ty, revived and inlarged with Additions. in 8^o.</P>
<P N="100">100. Comedies and Tragedies, with other excellent Poems, by Mr. <HI>William Cartwright,</HI> late Student of Chri&s;t-Church in <HI>Oxford,</HI> and Proctor of the Univer&s;ity. The Ayres and Songs &s;et by Mr. <HI>Henry Laws</HI> &s;ervant to his late Maje&s;ty in his publick and private Mu|&s;ick, newly printed in 8^o.</P>
<P N="101">101. <HI>Clara&s;tella,</HI> with other occa&s;ionall Poems, Elegies, Epigrams and Satyrs, written by <HI>R. Heath,</HI> E&s;q. in 12^o.</P>
<P N="102"><PB REF="248">102. <HI>Olor I&s;canus,</HI> a Collection of &s;ome &s;e|lect Poems, and Tran&s;lations, written by Mr. <HI>Henry Vaughan</HI> Siluri&s;t, newly printed in 8^o.</P>
<P N="103">103. The Academy of Complements, wherein Ladies, Gentlewomen, Scholars, and Strangers may accommodate their Courtly practi&s;e, with Gentile Ceremonies, Comple|mentall, Amorous, high Expre&s;&s;ions, and Forms of &s;peaking, or writing of Letters, mo&s;t in fa&s;hion, with Additions of many witty Poems, &amp; plea&s;ant new Songs, newly printed.</P>
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<HEAD>Books newly printed this pre&s;ent year for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;eley.</HI></HEAD>
<P N="104">104. THe P&s;alms of <HI>David</HI> from the new Tran&s;lation of the Bible, turned into Me<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">re, to be &s;ung after the old Tunes u&s;ed in the Churches, by the Right Reverend Father in God, <HI>Henry King</HI> Bi&s;hop of <HI>Chiche|&s;ter,</HI> in 12^o.</P>
<P N="105">105. The Life of the mo&s;t Learned Father <HI>Paul,</HI> Author of the Hi&s;tory of the Council of <HI>Trent&punc;</HI> tran&s;lated out of <HI>Italian</HI> by a per&s;on of Quality, in 8^o.</P>
<P N="106">106. Choice Mu&s;ick for three Voices, and a Thorough Ba&s;e, compo&s;ed by Mr. <HI>Henry,</HI> and Mr. <HI>William Lawes,</HI> brothers, and &s;ervants to
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his late Maje&s;ty; with divers Elegies &s;et in Mu&s;ick by &s;everall Friends upon the death of Mr. <HI>William Lawes,</HI> in 4^o.</P>
<P N="107">107. Artificiall Arithmetick, containing the Quinte&s;&s;ence of the Golden Rule, the true valuation of all Annuities, al&s;o to finde the di&s;tance at one &s;tation; an Art never till now publi&s;hed; u&s;eful for Gunners, Seamen, and Surveyors, by <HI>Rob. Jager,</HI> Gent. in 8^o.</P>
<P N="108">108. <HI>Ca&s;&s;andra,</HI> the fam'd Romance, the three fir&s;t Books written originally in French, &amp; now elegantly rendred into Engli&s;h by the right honorable the Lord <HI>George Digby,</HI> in 8^o.</P>
<P N="109">109. The Hi&s;tory of <HI>Philoxipes</HI> and <HI>Policrite,</HI> taken out of <HI>Artamene,</HI> or the Grand <HI>Cyrus;</HI> made Engli&s;h by an honorable Per&s;on, in 8^o.</P>
<P N="110">110. The Hi&s;tory of <HI>Don Feni&s;e,</HI> a new Ro|mance, written in Spani&s;h by <HI>Franci&s;co de las-Coveras,</HI> treating the Severall effects of Love, and Fortune, Engli&s;hed by a Per&s;on of Ho|nour, in 8^o.</P>
<P N="111">111. <HI>La Stratonica,</HI> or the unfortunate Queen, a new Romance, written in Italian, and now Engli&s;hed by <HI>I. B.</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</P>
<P N="112">112. <HI>Ibrahim,</HI> or the <HI>Illu&s;trious Ba&s;&s;a,</HI> an Excellent new Romance, the Whole Work in four parts, written in <HI>French</HI> by Moun&s;ier <HI>de Scudery,</HI> and now Engli&s;hed by <HI>Henry Co|gan.</HI> Gent. in Fol.</P>
<P N="113"><PB REF="249">113. <HI>Ca&s;&s;andra,</HI> the fam'd Romance, the whole Work in five parts, written originally in <HI>French,</HI> and now Elegantly rendred into Engli&s;h by a Per&s;on of quality, in Fol.</P>
<P N="114">114. <HI>Cleopatra,</HI> a new Romance, written in <HI>French</HI> by the Fam'd Author of <HI>Ca&s;sandra,</HI> and now Engli&s;hed by a Gen. of the Inner Temple</P>
<P N="115">115. The Wild-Goo&s;e-Cha&s;e, a Comedy written by <HI>Fran. Beaumont &amp; I. Fletcher,</HI> Gent.</P>
<P N="116">116. The Widow, a Comedy written by <HI>Ben. John&s;on, Iohn Fletcher, &amp; Thomas Midleton.</HI></P>
<P N="117">117. The Soveraignty of the Briti&s;h Seas, written by that learned Knight Sir <HI>John Bo|roughes</HI> Keeper of the Records in the <HI>Tower.</HI></P>
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<HEAD>Books printed this Tearm for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;eley.</HI></HEAD>
<P N="118">118. Poems and tran&s;lations, the Com|pleat Workes of <HI>Thomas Stanley</HI> E&s;quire, in 8^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="119">119. Herodian of <HI>Alexandria</HI> his Imperial Hi&s;tory of twenty Roman <HI>Cae&s;ars</HI> and <HI>Empe|rors</HI> of his time, fir&s;t written in <HI>Greek,</HI> now converted into an Heroick Poem by <HI>C. B. Stapleton</HI> in 4^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="120">120. <HI>Grammatica Burle&s;a,</HI> or a new Engli&s;h Grammer, made plain and ea&s;ie for Teacher and Scholar, compo&s;ed by <HI>Edward Burles</HI> Mr. of Arts and School-ma&s;ter at <HI>Ea&s;t-Acton</HI> in Midle&s;ex&punc; in 12^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="121"><PB REF="250">121. <HI>Sions Pro&s;pect</HI> in its fir&s;t view, pre&s;en|ted in a Summary of Divine truths, con&s;en|ting with the faith profe&s;&s;ed by the <HI>Church</HI> of <HI>England,</HI> confirmed from Scripture and Rea&s;on, compo&s;ed by Mr. <HI>Ro. Mo&s;&s;om</HI> Mini&s;ter.</P>
<P N="122">122. <HI>Quae&s;tio Quodlibetica,</HI> or a di&s;cour&s;e whether it be lawfull to take <HI>&V;&s;e</HI> for <HI>Money,</HI> by <HI>R. F.</HI> Knight in 12^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="123">123. Hi&s;torical Relations of the Vnited Pro|vinces of <HI>Flanders,</HI> written in <HI>Italian</HI> by <HI>Car|dinall Bentivoglio,</HI> and now rendred into Eng|li&s;h by the Right Honorable <HI>Henry</HI> Earl of <HI>Monmouth,</HI> in Fol. 1653.</P>
<P N="124">124. Choice Novels and Amorous <HI>Tales,</HI> written by the mo&s;t refined witts of <HI>Italy,</HI> newly tran&s;lated into Engli&s;h by a Per&s;on of Quality, in 8^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="125">125&punc; <HI>Ni&s;&s;ena,</HI> an excellent new Romance, written Orignally in <HI>Italian,</HI> and now Eng|li&s;hed by an Honorable Per&s;on, in 8^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="126">126. The Changeling, written by <HI>Thomas Middleton</HI> and <HI>W. Rowley,</HI> Gent. in 4^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="127">127. Paradoxes, Problems, Characters &amp;c. by Dr. <HI>Donne</HI> D. of St. <HI>Paul's,</HI> to which is added a Book of Epigrams, written in Latin by the &s;ame Author; tran&s;lated by <HI>Ja&s;per Main D. D.</HI></P>
<P N="128">128. <HI>Ignatius</HI> his Conclave a Satyr written by Dr. <HI>Don<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="2 letters"></HI> Dean of St <HI>Paules.</HI></P>
<P N="129">129. E&s;&s;ayes in Divinity by Dr. <HI>Donne</HI> D. of St. <HI>Paul's,</HI> before he entred into <HI>holy Orders.</HI></P>
<P><PB REF="250"><HI>The&s;e Books I have now in the Pre&s;&s;e, ready to come forth.</HI></P>
<P N="130">130. Six new Playes, <HI>viz.</HI>
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<ITEM>The BROTHERS.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The SISTERS.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The DOUBTFULL HEIR.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The IMPOSTURE.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The CARDINALL.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The COURT SECRET.</ITEM>
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By <HI>James Shirley,</HI> Gent. in 8^o. Being all that ever the Author made for the Private hou&s;e in <HI>Black-Fryers.</HI></P>
<P N="131">131. The Sinners Teares in Meditations and Prayers, by <HI>Thomas Fettiplace</HI> of <HI>Peterhou&s;e Cam<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI> in 12^o.</P>
<P N="132">132. The Naturall and experimentall <HI>Hi|&s;tory</HI> of <HI>Winds</HI> written in Latine by the right Honorable <HI>Francis Lord Verulam Vi&s;count St. Alban,</HI> tran&s;lated into Engli&s;h by an admirer of the learned Author&punc; in 12^o.</P>
<P N="133">133. The Card of Court&s;hip, or the Lan|guage of Love, fitted to the Humors of all De|grees, Sexes, and Conditions, in 12^o. 1653.</P>
<P N="134">134. <HI>Rena<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">us des Cartes's</HI> Excellent Compen|dium of Mu&s;ick with Nece&s;&s;ary and Judici|ous Animadver&s;ion<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter"> Thereupon by a Per&s;on of Honor, <HI>Illu&s;trated with divers figures.</HI> 1653.</P>
<P N="135">135. Naturall &amp; divine Contemplations of the Pa&s;&s;ions and facultyes of the &s;oul of man in three book<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">, written by <HI>Nicholas, Mo&s;ley</HI> <ABBR>E&s;q</ABBR></P>
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<HEAD>The&s;e Bookes I doe purpo&s;e to Print very Speedily.</HEAD>
<P N="136">136. THe Hi&s;tory of the Warres of the Emperour <HI>Iu&s;tinian</HI> with the <HI>Per&s;i|ans, Go<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">hs&punc;</HI> and <HI>Vandalls,</HI> written in Greek by <HI>Procopius</HI> of <HI>Cae&s;area,</HI> in <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">ight books, tran&s;la|ted into Engli&s;h by Sir&punc; <HI>Henry Holtcraft,</HI> Kt.</P>
<P N="137">137. The Hi&s;tory of the Kingdome of <HI>N<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">|ples,</HI> with a large and exact De&s;cription of the Scituation, Quality, &amp; nature of the Country&punc; the Manners and Conditions of the People, with the famous Antiquityes, and the worthy men&punc; that have lived therein, &amp;c. Compo&s;ed by the mo&s;t Elaborate care of <HI>Samp&s;on Len|nard,</HI> E&s;quier.</P>
<P N="138">138. <HI>Poemata Graeca &amp; <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 span">na, &agrave; Gulielmo&punc; Cartwright, &egrave;</HI> C. C. <HI>Oxon.</HI></P>
<P N="139">139. <HI>Le Ch<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">min Abrege,</HI> or a Di&s;cour&s;e for the attaining of Sciences in a &s;hort time, with the Statutes of the <HI>Academy</HI> of the <HI>Cardinall Richelieu,</HI> tran&s;lated out of French.</P>
<P N="140">140. The Secretary in <HI>Fa&s;hion,</HI> or a Com|pendious and refined way of Expre&s;&s;ion in all manner of <HI>Letters,</HI> compo&s;ed in <HI>French</HI> by <HI>P. Sr. de la S<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="apex" EXTENT="1 letter">rre</HI> augmented with in&s;tructions how to write Letters, moreover a Collection of 26 <HI>Choice moral Letters,</HI> written by the mo&s;t <HI>refined wits</HI> of this <HI>age,</HI> al&s;o the Complements of the <HI>French tongue,</HI> newly&punc; tran&s;lated into <HI>En|gli&s;h</HI> by a Per&s;on of Quality.</P>
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