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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="1">
<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<P>MONSIEVR THOMAS.</P>
<P>A COMEDY.</P>
<P>Acted at the Private Hou&s;e in <HI>Blacke Fryers.</HI></P>
<P>The Author, IOHN FLETCHER, <HI>Gent.</HI></P>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>Decorative design with flowers</FIGDESC>
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<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed by <HI>Thomas Harper,</HI> for <HI>Iohn Water&s;on,</HI> and are to be &s;old at his &s;hop in <HI>Pauls</HI> Church-yard, at the &s;igne of the Crowne. 1639.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
<PB REF="2">
<PB REF="2">
<HEAD>TO THE NOBLE HONOVRER OF The dead Authors works and memory, Ma&s;ter CHARLES COTTON.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>SIR,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>_MY directing of this piece un|to you, renders me obvious to many cen&s;ures, which I would willingly prevent by declaring mine owne and your right thereto. Mine was the fortune to be made the unworthy pre&s;erver of it; yours is the worthy opinion you have of the Author and his Poems: nei|ther can it ea&s;ily be determined, whether your affection to them hath made you (by ob&s;er|ving) more able to judge of them, then your ability to judge of them hath made you to af|fect
<PB REF="3"> them, de&s;ervedly, not partially. In this pre&s;umptuous act of mine, I expre&s;&s;e my two|fold zeale; to him and your noble &s;elfe, who have built him a more honourable monu|ment in that faire opinion you have of him, then any in&s;cription &s;ubject to the wearing of time can be. You will finde him in this Poem as active as in others, to many of which, the dull apprehen&s;ions of former times gave but &s;lender allowance, from malitious cu&s;tome more than rea&s;on: yet they have &s;ince by your candid &s;elfe and others beene cleerely vindica|ted. You &s;hall oblige by your acceptance of this acknowledgement (which is the be&s;t I can render you, mine own weake labours be|ing too unworthy your judicious peru&s;all) him that is ambitious to be known</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Your mo&s;t humble &s;ervant; <HI>RICHARD BROME.</HI></SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="3">
<HEAD>In pray&s;e of the Authour, and his fol|lowing Poeme.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>'TIs both the life of Action and of wit,</L>
<L>When Actors &s;o the fanci'd humours hit,</L>
<L>As if 'twixt them and th' Authour there were &s;trife</L>
<L>How each to other &s;hould give mutuall life.</L>
<L>The la&s;t this wanted not. Invention &s;trayes</L>
<L>Here in full many plea&s;ant turning wayes,</L>
<L>That like Meanders their curld circles bend,</L>
<L>Yet in a &s;mooth &s;treame runne to crowne the end.</L>
<L>Then 'tis authoriz'd by the Authors name;</L>
<L>Who never writ but with &s;uch &s;prightly flame,</L>
<L>As if the Mu&s;es jointly did in&s;pire,</L>
<L>His raptures only with their &s;acred fire.</L>
<L>And yet perhaps it did participate</L>
<L>At fir&s;t pre&s;enting but of common fate;</L>
<L>When ignorance was judge, and but a few</L>
<L>What was legitimate, what ba&s;tard, knew.</L>
<L>The world's growne wi&s;er now: each man can &s;ay</L>
<L>If <HI>Fletcher</HI> made it 'tis an exc'lent play.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus Poemes like their Authors may be &s;ed,</L>
<L>Never to live 'till they have fir&s;t beene dead.</L>
</LG>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>Rich: Brome.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
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<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB REF="4">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>Mon&s;ieur <HI>Thomas,</HI> A Comedy.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>Actus Primus,</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Prima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Alice and Valentine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice.</SPEAKER>
<L>_HOw dearely welcome you are!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know it,</L>
<L>And my be&s;t &s;i&s;ter, you as deer to my &s;ight,</L>
<L>And pray let this confirm it, how you have govern'd</L>
<L>My poore &s;tate in my ab&s;ence, how my &s;ervants,</L>
<L>I dare and mu&s;t beleeve, el&s;e I &s;hould wrong ye,</L>
<L>The be&s;t and worthie&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>As my womans wit Sir,</L>
<L>Which is but weake and crazie.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>But good <HI>Alice</HI></L>
<L>Tell me how fares the gentle <HI>Cellide,</HI></L>
<L>The life of my affection, &s;ince my travell,</L>
<L>My long, and lazie travell? is her love &s;till</L>
<L>Vpon the growing hand? do's it not &s;top</L>
<L>And wither at my yeares? has &s;he not view'd</L>
<L>And entertain'd &s;ome yonger &s;mooth behaviour</L>
<PB REF="5">
<L>Some youth but in his blo&s;&s;ome, as her &s;elfe is?</L>
<L>There lyes my feares.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>They need not, for beleeve me</L>
<L>So well you have manag'd her, and won her minde,</L>
<L>Even from her houres of childehood, to this ripene&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And in your ab&s;ence, that by me inforced &s;til,</L>
<L>So well di&s;till'd your gentlene&s;&s;e into her,</L>
<L>Ob&s;erv'd her, fed her fancy, liv'd &s;till in her,</L>
<L>And though Love be a boy, and ever youthfull,</L>
<L>And young, and beauteous objects ever aym'd at,</L>
<L>Yet here yee have gone beyond love, better'd nature,</L>
<L>Made him appeare in yeares, in gray yeares fiery,</L>
<L>His bow at full bent ever: feare not brother,</L>
<L>For though your body has been farre off from her,</L>
<L>Yet every houre your heart, which is your goodne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>I have forc'd into her, won a place prepar'd too,</L>
<L>And willingly to give it ever harbour:</L>
<L>Beleeve &s;he is &s;o much yours, and won by miracle,</L>
<L>(Which is by age) &s;o deep a &s;tamp &s;et on her</L>
<L>By your ob&s;ervances, &s;he cannot alter,</L>
<L>Were the childe living now ye lo&s;t at &s;ea</L>
<L>Among the <HI>Genoway</HI> Gallies, what a happine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>What a maine ble&s;&s;ing?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>O no more good &s;i&s;ter,</L>
<L>Touch no more that &s;tring, 'tis too har&s;h and jarring.</L>
<L>With that childe all my hopes went, and you know</L>
<L>The root of all tho&s;e hopes, the mother too</L>
<L>Within few dayes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis too true, and too fatall,</L>
<L>But peace be with their &s;oules.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>For her lo&s;&s;e</L>
<L>I hope, the beauteous <HI>Cellide.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice.</SPEAKER>
<L>You may Sir,</L>
<L>For all &s;he is, is yours.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>For the poore boyes lo&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>I have brought a noble friend, I found in travell</L>
<L>A worthier minde, and a more temperate &s;pirit</L>
<L>If <HI>J</HI> have &s;o much judgement to di&s;cerne 'em,</L>
<PB REF="5">
<L>Man yet was never ma&s;ter of.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>What is he?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Gentleman, <HI>I</HI> doe a&s;&s;ure my &s;elfe,</L>
<L>And of a worthy breeding, though he hide it:</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> found him at <HI>Valentia,</HI> poore and needy,</L>
<L>Onely his minde the ma&s;ter of a trea&s;ure.</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> &s;ought his friend&s;hip, wonne him by much violence,</L>
<L>His hone&s;ty and mode&s;ty &s;till fearing</L>
<L>To thru&s;t a charge upon me; how <HI>I</HI> love him,</L>
<L>He &s;hall now know, where want and he hereafter</L>
<L>Shall be no more companions: u&s;e him nobly,</L>
<L>It is my will, good &s;i&s;ter, all <HI>I</HI> have</L>
<L><HI>J</HI> make him free companion in, and part er,</L>
<L>But onely</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> ob&s;erve ye, hold your right there,</L>
<L>Love and high rule allowes no rivals, brother,</L>
<L>He &s;hall have faire regard, and all ob&s;ervance.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hylas</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are welcome noble Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>What, Mon&s;ieur <HI>Hylas,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I</HI>'me glad to &s;ee your merry body well yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yf'aith y'are welcome home; what news beyond &s;eas?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>None, but new men expected, &s;uch as you are</L>
<L>To breed new admirations: 'tis my &s;i&s;ter,</L>
<L>Pray ye know her &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hylas</SPEAKER>
<L>With all my heart, your leave Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye have it &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hylas</SPEAKER>
<L>A &s;hrewd &s;mart touch, which do's progno&s;ticate</L>
<L>A body keene and active, &s;omewhat old,</L>
<L>But that's all one: age brings experience</L>
<L>And knowledge to di&s;patch. <HI>I</HI> mu&s;t be better</L>
<L>And neerer in my &s;ervice, with your leave &s;ir,</L>
<L>To this faire Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>What, the old &s;quire of dames &s;till?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Still the admirer of their goodne&s;&s;e with all my heart now</L>
<PB REF="6">
<L>I love a woman of her yeares, a pacer</L>
<L>That lay the bridle in her neck will travell</L>
<L>Forty, and &s;omewhat ful&s;ome is a fine di&s;h,</L>
<L>The&s;e yong colts; are too sketi&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Mary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>My co&s;in Mary</L>
<L>In all her joy Sir to congratulate</L>
<L>Your faire returne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>My loving, and kind co&s;in,</L>
<L>A thou&s;and welcomes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary.</SPEAKER>
<L>A thou&s;and thanks to heaven Sir</L>
<L>For your &s;afe, voyage, and returne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thanke <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">e:</L>
<L>But wher's my ble&s;&s;ed <HI>Cellide?</HI> her &s;lackne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>In vi&s;itation.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>Thinke not &s;o deere Vncle,</L>
<L>I left her on her knees, thanking the gods</L>
<L>With teares and prayers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye have given me too much comfort.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>She will not belong from ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your faire co&s;in?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is &s;o, and a bait you cannot balke &s;ir,</L>
<L>If your old rule raigne in you, ye may know her.</L>
<L>A happy &s;tocke ye have, right worthy Lady,</L>
<L>The poore&s;t of your &s;ervants, vowes his duty</L>
<L>And obliged faith.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary.</SPEAKER>
<L>O 'tis a ki&s;&s;e you would &s;ir,</L>
<L>Take it, and tye your tongue up.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am an a&s;&s;e</L>
<L>I doe perceive now: a blinde a&s;&s;e, a blockhead:</L>
<L>For this is hand&s;omne&s;&s;e, this that that drawes us,</L>
<L>Body and bones: oh what a mounted forehead,</L>
<L>What eyes and lips, what every thing about her?</L>
<L>How like a Swan &s;he &s;wims her pace, and beares</L>
<L>Her &s;ilver brea&s;ts? this is the woman, &s;he,</L>
<L>And onely &s;he, that I will &s;o much honour</L>
<PB REF="6">
<L>As to thinke worthy of my love, all older Idols</L>
<L>I heartily abhorre, and give to gunpowder,</L>
<L>And all complexions be&s;ides hers, to Gyp&s;ies.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Francis at one door, and Cellide at another.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>O my deere life, my better heart, all dangers,</L>
<L>Di&s;tre&s;&s;es in my travell, all misfortunes,</L>
<L>Had they been endle&s;&s;e like the houres upon me,</L>
<L>In this ki&s;&s;e, had been buried in oblivion:</L>
<L>How happy have ye made me, truely happy?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>My joy has &s;o much overma&s;tered me,</L>
<L>That in my teares for your returne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>O deere&s;t:</L>
<L>My noble friend too: what a ble&s;&s;edne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Have I about me now? how full my wi&s;hes</L>
<L>Are come agen, a thou&s;and hearty welcomes</L>
<L>I once more lay upon ye: all I have,</L>
<L>The faire and liberall u&s;e of all my &s;ervants</L>
<L>To be at your command, and all the u&s;es</L>
<L>Of al within my power.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are too munificent,</L>
<L>Nor am I able to conceive tho&s;e thanks &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye wrong my tender love now, even my &s;ervice,</L>
<L>Nothing accepted, nothing &s;tuck between us</L>
<L>And our intire affections, but this woman,</L>
<L>This I be&s;eech ye friend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is a jewell</L>
<L>I doe confe&s;&s;e would make a thiefe, but never</L>
<L>Of him that's &s;o much yours, and bound your &s;ervant,</L>
<L>That were a ba&s;e ingratitude.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are noble,</L>
<L>Pray be acquainted with her, keep your way &s;ir,</L>
<L>My co&s;in and my &s;i&s;ter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are mo&s;t welcome:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>If any thing in our poore powers faire &s;ir</L>
<L>To render ye content, and liberall welcome</L>
<L>May but appeare, command it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="7">
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye &s;hall find us</L>
<L>Happy in our performance.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>The poore &s;ervant</L>
<L>Of both your goodne&s;&s;es pre&s;ents his &s;ervice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come no more complement: cu&s;tome has made it</L>
<L>Dull, old, and tedious: ye are once more welcome,</L>
<L>As your owne thoughts can make ye, and the &s;ame ever.</L>
<L>And &s;o wee'l in to ratifie it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Harke ye Valentine,</L>
<L>Is wild oates yet come over?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes: with me Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>How do's he beare him&s;elf?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>A great deale better:</L>
<L>Why doe you blu&s;h? the Gentleman will doe well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hould be glad on't Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>How do's his Father?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>As mad a worme as ere he was.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>I lookt for't:</L>
<L>Shall we enjoy your companie?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ile wayt on ye:</L>
<L>Only a thought, or two.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>We bar all prayers.
<STAGE>Exeunt all but Hylas.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>This la&s;t wench, I this la&s;t wench was a faire one:</L>
<L>A dainty wench, a right one: a devill take it,</L>
<L>What doe I ayle; to have fifteene now in liking</L>
<L>Enough a man would thinke to &s;tay my &s;tomack,</L>
<L>But what's fifteene, or fifteene &s;core to my thoughts?</L>
<L>And wherefore are mine eyes made, and have lights,</L>
<L>But to encrea&s;e my objects? this la&s;t wench</L>
<L>Sticks plaguy clo&s;e unto me: a hundred pound</L>
<L>I were as clo&s;e to her: if <HI>I</HI> lov'd now</L>
<L>As many fooli&s;h men doe, <HI>I</HI> &s;hould run mad.</L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="7">
<HEAD>Scaena Secunda.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter old Seba&s;tian, and Launcelot.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>SIrha, no more of your French &s;hrugs <HI>J</HI> advi&s;e you,</L>
<L>If you be lowzie, &s;hift your &s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>May it plea&s;e your wor&s;hip:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb</SPEAKER>
<L>Onely to &s;ee my &s;onne, my &s;onne good <HI>Launcelot</HI></L>
<L>Your Ma&s;ter, and my &s;onne: body O me &s;ir,</L>
<L>No money, no more money Mon&s;ieur <HI>Launcelot,</HI></L>
<L>Not a deneere, &s;weet Signior: bring the per&s;on,</L>
<L>The per&s;on of my boy, my boy <HI>Tom:</HI> Mon&s;ieur <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>Or get you gone agen, <HI>du gata whee</HI> &s;ir,</L>
<L><HI>Ba&s;&s;a mi cu,</HI> good <HI>Launcelot, valetote.</HI></L>
<L>My boy, or nothing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then to an&s;wer punctually.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> &s;ay to 'th purpo&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then <HI>J</HI> &s;ay to'th purpo&s;e,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e your Wor&s;hips vulgar under&s;tanding</L>
<L>May meet me at the neere&s;t: your &s;onne, my ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>Or Mon&s;ieur <HI>Thomas,</HI> (for &s;o his travell &s;tiles him)</L>
<L>Through many forraigne plots that vertue meets with,</L>
<L>And dangers (<HI>I</HI> be&s;eech ye give attention)</L>
<L>Is at the la&s;t ariv'd</L>
<L>To aske your (as the French man cals it &s;weetly)</L>
<L>Benediction, <HI>ae jour en jour.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sirha, do not conjure me with your French furies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Che ditt'a vou,</HI> Mon&s;ieur.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Che doga vou,</HI> Ra&s;call:</L>
<L>Leave me your rotten language, and tell me plainely</L>
<L>And quickly &s;irha, left <HI>I</HI> crack your French crowne,</L>
<L>What your good Ma&s;ter meanes: <HI>I</HI> have maintain'd</L>
<L>You and your Mon&s;ieur, as <HI>I</HI> take it <HI>Launcelot</HI></L>
<L>The&s;e two yeeres at your <HI>ditty vous,</HI> your <HI>jours:</HI></L>
<PB REF="8">
<L><HI>Jour</HI> me no more, for not another penny</L>
<L>Shall pa&s;&s;e my pur&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Wor&s;hip is erroneous,</L>
<L>For as <HI>I</HI> told you, your Sonne <HI>Tom,</HI> or <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>My Ma&s;ter, and your &s;onne is now arriv'd</L>
<L>To aske ye, as our language beares it neere&s;t</L>
<L>Your quotidian ble&s;&s;ing, and here he is in per&s;on.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Thomas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>What <HI>Tom,</HI> boy, welcome with all my heart boy,</L>
<L>Welcome 'faith, thou ha&s;t gladded me at &s;oule boy,</L>
<L>Infinite glad <HI>I</HI> am, <HI>I</HI> have praied too, <HI>Thomas</HI></L>
<L>For you wilde <HI>Thomas, Tom, I</HI> thank thee hartily</L>
<L>For comming home.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, <HI>I</HI> doe finde your prayers</L>
<L>Have much much prevail'd above my &s;ins.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>How's this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>El&s;e certaine <HI>I</HI> had peri&s;h'd with my rudene&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Ere <HI>J</HI> had won my &s;elfe to that di&s;cretion</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> hope you &s;hall hereafter finde.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Humh, humh,</L>
<L>Di&s;cretion? is it come to that? the boy's &s;poild.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sirah, you rogue, look for't, for <HI>I</HI> will make thee</L>
<L>Ten times more mi&s;erable then thou thought&s;t thy &s;elfe</L>
<L>Before thou travelled&s;t: thou ha&s;t told my father</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> know it, and <HI>I</HI> finde it, all my rogueries</L>
<L>By meere way of prevention to undoe me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, as <HI>J</HI> &s;peake eight languages, I onely</L>
<L>Told him you came to aske his benediction,</L>
<L><HI>De jour enjour.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>But that I mu&s;t be civill,</L>
<L>I would beat thee like a dog: &s;ir, how&s;oever</L>
<L>The time I have mi&s;pent may make you doubtfull,</L>
<L>Nay, harden your beliefe 'gain&s;t my conver&s;ion,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>A pox o' travell, I &s;ay.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yet deere father</L>
<L>Your owne experience in my after cour&s;es.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="8">
<STAGE>Enter Dorothea.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee no more; t'is &s;curvy; ther's thy &s;i&s;ter</L>
<L>Vndon without redemption: he eates with picks</L>
<L>Vtterly &s;poyld, his &s;pirit baffell'd in him.</L>
<L>How have I find that this affliction</L>
<L>Should light &s;o heavie on me. I have no more &s;onnes;</L>
<L>And this no more mine owne, no &s;park of nature</L>
<L>Allows him mine now, he's growne tame: my grand cur&s;e</L>
<L>Hang ore his head that thus transform'd thee: travell?</L>
<L>Ile &s;end my hor&s;e to travell next: we mon&s;ieur,</L>
<L>Now will my mo&s;t canonicall deere neighbours</L>
<L>Say I have found my &s;onne, and rejoyce with me</L>
<L>Becau&s;e he has mew'd his mad tricks off. I know not,</L>
<L>But I am &s;ure; this Mon&s;ieur, this fine gentleman</L>
<L>Will never be in my books like mad <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>I mu&s;t goe &s;eeke an heire, for my inheritance</L>
<L>Mu&s;t not turne &s;ecretary: my name and quality</L>
<L>Has kept my land three hundred yeers in madne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And it &s;lip now, may it &s;inke.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent &s;i&s;ter,</L>
<L>I am glad to &s;ee thee well: but wher's my father?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Gone di&s;content, it &s;eemes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>He did ill in it</L>
<L>As he dos all: for I was uttering</L>
<L>A hand&s;ome &s;peech or two, I have been &s;tudying</L>
<L>Ere &s;ince I came from <HI>Paris:</HI> how glad to &s;ee thee?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am gladder to &s;ee you, with more love too</L>
<L>I dare maintaine it, then my fathers &s;orry</L>
<L>To &s;ee (as he &s;uppo&s;es) your conver&s;ion:</L>
<L>And I am &s;ure he is vext, nay more I know it,</L>
<L>He has prai'd again&s;t it mainely: but it appeares &s;ir</L>
<L>Ye had rather blinde him with that poore opinion,</L>
<L>Then in your &s;elfe correct it, deere&s;t brother,</L>
<L>Since there is in our uniforme re&s;emblance,</L>
<L>No more to make us two, but our bare &s;exes:</L>
<L>And &s;ince one happy birth produced us hither,</L>
<PB REF="9">
<L>Let one more happy minde.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ir &s;hallbe &s;i&s;ter,</L>
<L>For I can doe it when I li&s;t: a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">d yet wench</L>
<L>Be mad too when I plea&s;e: I have the trick on't.</L>
<L>Beware a traveller.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Leave that trick too,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not for the world: but wher's my Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>And prethee &s;ay how do's &s;he? I melt to &s;ee her,</L>
<L>And pre&s;ently: I mu&s;t a way.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then doe &s;o.</L>
<L>For o' my fath &s;he will not &s;ee your brother.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not &s;ee me? I'le.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now you play your true &s;elf;</L>
<L>How would my father love this! I'le a&s;&s;ure ye</L>
<L>She will not &s;ee you: &s;he has heard, (and lowdly)</L>
<L>The gambolls that you plaid &s;ince your departure,</L>
<L>In every Towne ye came, your &s;everall mi&s;cheifes.</L>
<L>Your row&s;es, and your wenches: all your quarrells,</L>
<L>And the no cau&s;es of 'em: the&s;e I take it</L>
<L>Although &s;he love ye well, to mode&s;t eares,</L>
<L>To one that waited for your reformation,</L>
<L>To which end travell was propounded by her Vncle,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t needs, and rea&s;on for it, be examined,</L>
<L>And by her mode&s;ty, and fear'd too light too</L>
<L>To fyle with her affections: ye have lo&s;t her</L>
<L>For any thing I &s;ee, exil'd your &s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>No more of that &s;weet <HI>Doll,</HI> I will be civill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>But how long?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would&s;t thou have me lo&s;e my birth-right?</L>
<L>For yond old thing will di&s;inherit me</L>
<L>If <HI>I</HI> grow too demure: good &s;weet <HI>Doll,</HI> prethee:</L>
<L>Prethee deere &s;i&s;ter, let me &s;ee her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>No.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, I be&s;eech thee: by this light.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I: &s;wagger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ki&s;&s;e me, and be my friend, we two were twins.</L>
<L>And &s;hall we now grow &s;trangers?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis not my fault,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="9">
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, there be other women, and remember</L>
<L>You, you were the cau&s;e of this: there be more lands too,</L>
<L>And better people in 'em: fare ye well,</L>
<L>And other loves: what &s;hall become of me</L>
<L>And of my vanities, becau&s;e they grieve ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come hither, come, do you &s;ee that clowd that flyes there?</L>
<L>So light are you, and blown with every fancy:</L>
<L>Will ye but make me hope ye may be civill?</L>
<L>I know your nature's &s;weet enough, and tender,</L>
<L>Not grated on, nor curb'd: doe you love your Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>He lyes, that &s;ayes I doe not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would ye &s;ee her?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you plea&s;e: for it mu&s;t be &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>And appeare to her</L>
<L>A thing to be belov'd?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Change then</L>
<L>A little of your wildene&s;&s;e into wi&s;edome,</L>
<L>And put on a more &s;moothne&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>I'le doe the be&s;t I can to helpe ye, yet</L>
<L>I doe prote&s;t &s;he &s;wore, and &s;wore it deeply,</L>
<L>She would never &s;ee you more: where's your mans heart now?</L>
<L>What doe you faint at this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>She is a woman:</L>
<L>But he &s;he entertaines next for a &s;ervant,</L>
<L>I &s;hall be bold to quarter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>No thought of fighting:</L>
<L>Goe in, and there wee'l talke more: be but rul'd,</L>
<L>And what lyes in my power, ye &s;hall be &s;ure of.</L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="10">
<HEAD>Scaena Tertia.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Alice and Mary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>HEe cannot be &s;o wilde &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis mo&s;t certaine</L>
<L>I have now heard all, and all the truth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Grant all that:</L>
<L>Is he the fir&s;t, that h'as bin giv'n a lo&s;t man,</L>
<L>And yet come fairely home? he is yong, and tender</L>
<L>And fit for that impre&s;&s;ion; your affections</L>
<L>Shall &s;tamp upon him, age brings on di&s;cretion,</L>
<L>A yeere hence, the&s;e mad toyes that now po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e him</L>
<L>Will &s;hew like bugbeares to him, &s;hapes to fright him;</L>
<L>Marriage di&s;&s;olves all the&s;e like mi&s;ts.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>They are grounded</L>
<L>Hereditary in him, from his father</L>
<L>And to his grave they will haunt him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis your feare</L>
<L>Which is a wi&s;e part in you; yet your love</L>
<L>However you may &s;eeme to le&s;&s;en it</L>
<L>with the&s;e di&s;likes, and choake it with the&s;e errors,</L>
<L>Do what you can will break out to excu&s;e him,</L>
<L>Ye have him in your hart, and planted, Co&s;in,</L>
<L>From whence the power of rea&s;on, nor di&s;cretion</L>
<L>Can ever roote him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Planted in my heart Aunt?</L>
<L>Beleeve it no, I never was &s;o liberall:</L>
<L>What though he &s;hew a &s;o &s;o comely fellow</L>
<L>Which we call pretty? or &s;ay it may be han&s;om?</L>
<L>What though his promi&s;es may &s;tumble at</L>
<L>The power of goodne&s;&s;e in him, &s;ometimes u&s;e too?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>How willingly thy heart betrayes thee co&s;in?</L>
<L>Cozen thy &s;elfe no more: thou ha&s;t no more power</L>
<L>To leave off loving him, then he that's thir&s;ty</L>
<PB REF="10">
<L>Has to ab&s;taine from drinke &s;tanding before him.</L>
<L>His mind is not &s;o mon&s;trous for his &s;hape</L>
<L>If I have eyes; I have not &s;eene his better.</L>
<L>A han&s;om browne complexion</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Rea&s;onable</L>
<L>Inclining to a tawney.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Had I &s;aid &s;o</L>
<L>You would have wi&s;h'd my tongue out: then his making.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Which may be mended: I have &s;eene leggs &s;traiter.</L>
<L>And cleaner made.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>A body too,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Far neater,</L>
<L>And better &s;et together.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>God forgive thee,</L>
<L>For again&s;t thy con&s;cience thou lye&s;t &s;tubbornely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I grant 'tis neat enough.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis excellent,</L>
<L>And where the outward parts are faire and lovely,</L>
<L>(Which are but molds o'th minde) what mu&s;t the &s;oule be?</L>
<L>Put ca&s;e youth has his &s;winge, and fyery nature</L>
<L>Flames to mad u&s;es many times.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>All this</L>
<L>You onely u&s;e, to make me &s;ay I love him:</L>
<L>I doe confe&s;&s;e I doe, but that my fondne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Should fling it &s;elfe upon his de&s;perate follies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I doe not coun&s;ell that, &s;ee him reclaim'd fir&s;t,</L>
<L>Which will not prove a miracle, yet <HI>Mary</HI></L>
<L>I am afraid 'twill vexe thee horribly</L>
<L>To &s;tay &s;o long.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no Aunt, no beleeve me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>What was your dreame to night? for I ob&s;erv'd ye</L>
<L>Hugging of me; with good, deere, &s;weet <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fye Aunt,</L>
<L>Vpon my con&s;cience.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>On my word 'tis true wench:</L>
<L>And then ye ki&s;s'd me <HI>Mary,</HI> more then once too,</L>
<L>And &s;igh'd, and O &s;weet <HI>Tom</HI> againe: nay, doe not blu&s;h,</L>
<L>Ye have it at the heart wench.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="11">
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le be hang'd fir&s;t,</L>
<L>But you mu&s;t have your way.
<STAGE>Enter Dorothea.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;o will you too,</L>
<L>Or breake down hedges for it: <HI>Dorothea,</HI></L>
<L>The welcom'&s;t woman living: how do's thy brother?</L>
<L>I heare he's turn'd a wondrous civill gentleman</L>
<L>Since his &s;hort travell.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray heaven he make it good <HI>Alice.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>How doe ye friend, I have a quarrell to ye,</L>
<L>Ye &s;tole away, and left my company.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>O pardon me, deere friend, it was to welcome</L>
<L>A brother, that I have &s;ome cau&s;e to love well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee how is he? thou &s;peak&s;t truth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not perfect:</L>
<L>I hope he will be.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Never: ha's forgot me,</L>
<L>I heare wench, and his hot love too:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou would&s;t howle then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>And I am glad it &s;hould be &s;o; his travels</L>
<L>Have yeelded him variety of Mi&s;tre&s;&s;es,</L>
<L>Fairer in his eye farre.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>O cogging ra&s;call.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I was a foole, but better thoughts I thank heaven.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray do not think &s;o, for he loves you deerely,</L>
<L>Vpon my troth mo&s;t firmely: would faine &s;ee you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>See me friend? doe you thinke it fit?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>It may be,</L>
<L>Without the lo&s;&s;e of credit too: he's not</L>
<L>Such a prodigious thing, &s;o mon&s;trous,</L>
<L>To fling from all &s;ociety.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>His &s;o much contrary</L>
<L>To my de&s;ires, &s;uch an antipathy</L>
<L>That I mu&s;t &s;ooner &s;ee my grave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Deere friend,</L>
<L>He was not &s;o before he went.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I grant it,</L>
<L>For then I daily hop'd his faire conver&s;ion.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, do not maske your &s;elfe, but &s;ee him freely,</L>
<PB REF="11">
<L>Ye have a minde.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>That minde I'le ma&s;ter then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>And is your hate &s;o mortall?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not to his per&s;on,</L>
<L>But to his qualities, his mad-cap follies,</L>
<L>Which &s;till like <HI>Hydras</HI> heads grow thicker on him.</L>
<L>I have a credit friend, and maids of my &s;ort,</L>
<L>Love where their mode&s;ties may live untainted.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I give up that hope then: pray, for your friends &s;ake,</L>
<L>If <HI>I</HI> have any intere&s;t within ye,</L>
<L>Doe but this courte&s;ie, accept this Letter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>From him?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;ame: 'tis but a minutes reading,</L>
<L>And as we looke on &s;hapes of painted divels,</L>
<L>Which for the pre&s;ent may di&s;turb our fancy,</L>
<L>But with the next new object loo&s;e 'em, &s;o</L>
<L>If this be foule, ye may forget it, 'pray:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Have ye &s;eene it friend?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> will not lye: <HI>I</HI> have not,</L>
<L>But <HI>I</HI> pre&s;ume, &s;o much he honours you,</L>
<L>The wor&s;t part of him&s;elfe was ca&s;t away</L>
<L>When to his be&s;t part he writ this.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>For your &s;ake,</L>
<L>Not that <HI>I</HI> any way &s;hall like his &s;cribling.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>A &s;hrewd di&s;&s;embling queane.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>J</HI> thanke ye deere friend,</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> know &s;he loves him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, and will not loo&s;e him,</L>
<L>Vnle&s;&s;e he leap into the Moone, beleeve that,</L>
<L>And then &s;hee'l &s;cramble too: yong wenches loves</L>
<L>Are like the cour&s;e of quarterns, they may &s;hift</L>
<L>And &s;eeme to cea&s;e &s;ometimes, and yet we &s;ee</L>
<L>The lea&s;t di&s;temper puls 'em backe againe,</L>
<L>And &s;eats 'em in their old cour&s;e: feare her not,</L>
<L>Vnle&s;&s;e he be a devill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now heaven ble&s;&s;e me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>What has he writ?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Out, out upon him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="12">
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha, what has the mad man done?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wor&s;e, wor&s;e, and wor&s;e &s;till,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Some northerne toy, a little broad.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Still fowler?</L>
<L>Hay, hay boyes: goodne&s;&s;e keep me: oh:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>What ayle ye?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Here, take your &s;pell againe, it burnes my fingers.</L>
<L>Was ever Lover writ &s;o &s;weet a Letter,</L>
<L>So elegant a &s;tile? pray looke upon't:</L>
<L>The rare&s;t inventory of ranke oathes</L>
<L>That ever cut-pur&s;e ca&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>What a mad boy is this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Onely i'th bottome</L>
<L>A little julip gently &s;princkled over</L>
<L>To coole his mouth, le&s;t it breake out in bli&s;ters,</L>
<L>Indeed law. Yours for ever.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am &s;orry.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall be welcome to me, eome when you plea&s;e,</L>
<L>And ever may command me vertuou&s;ly,</L>
<L>But for your brother, you mu&s;t pardon me,</L>
<L>Till I am of his nature, no acce&s;&s;e friend,</L>
<L>No word of vi&s;itation, as ye love me,</L>
<L>And &s;o for now Ile leave ye.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>What a letter</L>
<L>Has this thing written, how it roares like thunder?</L>
<L>With what a &s;tate he enters into &s;tile.</L>
<L>Deere Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Out upon him bedlam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, there be waies to reach her yet: &s;uch likene&s;&s;e</L>
<L>As you two carry me thinkes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am mad too,</L>
<L>And yet can apprehend ye: fare ye well,</L>
<L>The foole &s;hall now fi&s;h for him&s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Be &s;ure then</L>
<L>His tewgh be tith and &s;trong: and next no &s;wearing,</L>
<L>He'l catch no fi&s;h el&s;e. Farewell <HI>Doll.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell <HI>Alice.</HI>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="12">
<HEAD>Actus Secundus,</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Prima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Valentine, Alice, and Cellide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>INdeed he's much chang'd, extreamely alter'd,</L>
<L>His colour faded &s;trangely too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>The ayre,</L>
<L>The &s;harpe and nipping ayre of our new clymat</L>
<L>I hope is all, which will as well re&s;tore</L>
<L>To health againe th'affected body by it,</L>
<L>And make it &s;tronger far, as leave it dangerous;</L>
<L>How do's my &s;weet, our ble&s;&s;ed houre comes on now</L>
<L>Apace my <HI>Cellide,</HI> (it knocks at dore)</L>
<L>In which our loves, and long de&s;ires like rivers</L>
<L>Ri&s;ing a&s;under far, &s;hall fall together,</L>
<L>Within the&s;e too daies deere.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>When heaven, and you &s;ir</L>
<L>Shall thinke it fit: for by your wils I am govern'd,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twere good &s;ome preparation.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Franck.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>All that may be:</L>
<L>It &s;hall be no blinde wedding: and all the joy</L>
<L>Of all our friends I hope: he lookes wor&s;e hourely:</L>
<L>How do's my friend, my &s;elfe? he &s;weats too coldly,</L>
<L>His pul&s;e, like the &s;low dropping of a &s;powt,</L>
<L>Scarce gives his function: how i'st man, alas &s;ir,</L>
<L>You looke extreme ill: is it any old griefe,</L>
<L>The weight of which?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>None, gentle &s;ir, that I feele</L>
<L>Your love is too too tender.</L>
<L>Nay beleeve &s;ir,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>You cannot be the ma&s;ter of your health,</L>
<L>Either &s;ome feaver lyes in wait to catch ye,</L>
<L>Who&s;e harbinger's already in your face</L>
<PB REF="13">
<L>We &s;ee preparing: or &s;ome di&s;content,</L>
<L>Which if it lye in this hou&s;e, I dare &s;ay</L>
<L>Both for this noble Gentleman, and all</L>
<L>That live within it, &s;hall as readily</L>
<L>Be purg'd away, and with as much care &s;often'd,</L>
<L>And where the cau&s;e is.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis a joy to be ill,</L>
<L>Where &s;uch a vertuous faire Phy&s;itian</L>
<L>Is ready to releeve: your noble cares</L>
<L>I mu&s;t, and ever &s;hall be thankfull for,</L>
<L>And would my &s;ervice (I dare not looke upon her)</L>
<L>But be not fearefull, I feele nothing dangerous,</L>
<L>A grudging caus'd by th' alteration</L>
<L>Of ayre, may hang upon me: my heart's whole,</L>
<L>(I would it were)</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>I knew the cau&s;e to be &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, you &s;hall never know it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Some warme broths</L>
<L>To purge the bloud, and keep your bed a day Sir,</L>
<L>And &s;weat it out.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have &s;uch cordials,</L>
<L>That if you will but promi&s;e me to take 'em,</L>
<L>Indeed you &s;hall be well, and very quickly,</L>
<L>I'le be your Doctor, you &s;hall &s;ee how finely</L>
<L>I'le fetch ye up againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;weats extreamely:</L>
<L>Hot, very hot: his pul&s;e beats like a drum now,</L>
<L>Feele &s;i&s;ter, feele, feele &s;weet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>How that touch &s;tung me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>My gowne there.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>And tho&s;e julips in the window.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Some &s;ee his bed made.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is mo&s;t unhappy,</L>
<L>Take courage man, 'tis nothing but an ague.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>And this &s;hall be the la&s;t fit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not by thou&s;ands:</L>
<L>Now what 'tis to be truely mi&s;erable,</L>
<L>I feele at full experience.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="13">
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>He growes fainter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, leade him in, he &s;hall to bed: a vomit,</L>
<L>I'le have a vomit for him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>A purge fir&s;t,</L>
<L>And if he breath'd a veyne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no, no bleeding,</L>
<L>A Cly&s;ter will coole all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be of good cheere Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>He's loth to &s;peake.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>How hard he holds my hand Aunt?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I doe not like that &s;igne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away to's chamber,</L>
<L>Softly, he's full of paine, be diligent</L>
<L>With all the care ye have: would I had &s;cus'd him.
<STAGE>Exeunt</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Secunda.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Dorothea and Thomas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVHy do you raile at me? do I dwell in her</L>
<L>To force her to do this or that? your Letter,</L>
<L>A wilde-fire on your Letter; our &s;weet Letter;</L>
<L>You are &s;o learned in your writs: ye &s;tand now</L>
<L>As if ye had worried &s;heepe: you mu&s;t tutne tippet,</L>
<L>And &s;uddenly, and truely, and di&s;creetly</L>
<L>Put on the &s;hape of order and humanity,</L>
<L>Or you mu&s;t marry <HI>Malkyn</HI> the May Lady:</L>
<L>You mu&s;t, deere brother: doe you make me carrier</L>
<L>Of your confound-mee's, and your culverings?</L>
<L>Am I a &s;eemely agent for your othes?</L>
<L>Who would have writ &s;uch a debo&s;h'd?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your patience,</L>
<L>May not a man profe&s;&s;e his Love?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>In bla&s;phemies?</L>
<L>Rack a maids tender cares, with dam's and divels?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="14">
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Out, out upon thee.</L>
<L>how would you have me write?</L>
<L>Begin with my love premi&s;ed? &s;urely,</L>
<L>And by my truly Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take your owne cour&s;e</L>
<L>For I &s;ee all per&s;wa&s;ion's lo&s;t upon ye:</L>
<L>Humanitie, all drownd: from this howre fayrely</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ile wa&s;h my hands of all ye do: farewell Sir.</L>
<L>Thou art not mad?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, if I were, deere brother</L>
<L>I would keep you company: get a new Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Som &s;uburb Sant, that &s;ix pence, and &s;om others</L>
<L>Will draw to parley: carow&s;e her health in Cans</L>
<L>And candles ends, and quarrell for her beauty,</L>
<L>Such a &s;weet hart mu&s;t &s;erve your turne: your old love</L>
<L>Relea&s;es ye of all your tyes; di&s;claimes ye</L>
<L>And utterly abjures your memory</L>
<L>Till time has better mannag'd ye, will ye comand me</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>What bobd of all &s;ides?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Any worthy &s;ervice</L>
<L>Vnto my father &s;ir, that I may tell him</L>
<L>Even to his peace of heart, and much rejoycing</L>
<L>Ye are his true &s;on <HI>Thom</HI> &s;till? will it plea&s;e ye</L>
<L>To beat &s;ome halfe a dozen of his &s;ervants pre&s;ently</L>
<L>That I may te&s;tifie you have brought the &s;ame faith</L>
<L>Vnblemi&s;hd home, ye carried out? or if it like you</L>
<L>There be two chambermaids within, yong wenches,</L>
<L>Hand&s;om and apt for exerci&s;e: you have bin good, &s;ir,</L>
<L>And charitable though I &s;ay it Signiour</L>
<L>To &s;uch poore orphans: and now, by th' way I think on't</L>
<L>Your yong reare Admirall, I meane your la&s;t ba&s;tard</L>
<L><HI>Don Iohn,</HI> ye had by Lady <HI>Blanch</HI> the Dairy Maid,</L>
<L>Is by an Academy of learned Gyp&s;ies,</L>
<L>Fore&s;eeing &s;ome &s;trange wonder in the infant</L>
<L>Stolne from the Nur&s;e, and wanders with tho&s;e Prophets.</L>
<L>There is plate in the parlour, and good &s;tore &s;ir,</L>
<L>When your wants &s;hall &s;upply it. So mo&s;t humbly</L>
<L>(Fir&s;t rendring my due &s;ervice) I take leave &s;ir.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="14">
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why <HI>Doll,</HI> why <HI>Doll</HI> I &s;ay: my letter &s;ubd too,</L>
<L>And no acce&s;&s;e without I mend my manners?</L>
<L>All my de&s;ignes in Limbo? I will have her,</L>
<L>Yes, I will have her, though the divell rore,</L>
<L>I am re&s;olv'd that, if &s;he live above ground,</L>
<L>I'le not be bobd i'th no&s;e with every bobtaile:</L>
<L>I will be civill too: now I thinke better,</L>
<L>Exceeding civill, wondrous finely carried:</L>
<L>And yet be mad upon occa&s;ion,</L>
<L>And &s;tarke mad too, and &s;ave my land: my father:</L>
<L>I'le have my will of him, how ere my wench goes.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="[3]" TYPE="scene">
<STAGE>Enter Seba&s;tian and Launcelot.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sirha, I &s;ay &s;till you have &s;poild your Ma&s;ter: leave your &s;tiches:</L>
<L>I &s;ay thou ha&s;t &s;poild thy ma&s;ter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;ay how &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Marry thou ha&s;t taught him like an arrant ra&s;call,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t to reade perfectly: which on my ble&s;&s;ing</L>
<L>I warn'd him from: for I knew if he read once,</L>
<L>He was a lo&s;t man. Secondly, &s;ir <HI>Launcelot,</HI></L>
<L>Sir low&s;ie <HI>Launcelot,</HI> ye have &s;uffer'd him</L>
<L>Again&s;t my power fir&s;t, then again&s;t my precept,</L>
<L>To keepe that &s;impring &s;ort of people company,</L>
<L>That &s;ober men call civill: marke ye that Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>And't plea&s;e your wor&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>It does not plea&s;e my wor&s;hip,</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall not plea&s;e my wor&s;hip: third and la&s;tly,</L>
<L>Which if the law were here, I would hang thee for,</L>
<L>(However I will lame thee) like a villaine,</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t wrought him</L>
<L>Cleane to forget what 'tis to doe a mi&s;chiefe,</L>
<L>A hand&s;ome mi&s;chiefe, &s;uch as thou knew'&s;t I lov'd well.</L>
<L>My &s;ervants all are &s;ound now, my drink &s;owrd,</L>
<L>Not a hor&s;e pawnd, nor plaid away: no warrants</L>
<L>Come for the breach of peace.</L>
<L>Men travell with their money, and nothing meets 'em:</L>
<L>I was accurs'd to &s;end thee, thou wert ever</L>
<L>Leaning to lazine&s;&s;e, and lo&s;&s;e of &s;pirit,</L>
<PB REF="15">
<L>Thou &s;lept'&s;t &s;till like a corke upon the water,</L>
<L>Your wor&s;hip knowes, <HI>I</HI> ever was accounted</L>
<L>The mo&s;t debo&s;h'd, and plea&s;e you to remember,</L>
<L>Every day drunke too, for your wor&s;hips credit,</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> broke the Butlers head too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>No ba&s;e Palliard</L>
<L><HI>J</HI> doe remember yet that an&s;laight, thou wa&s;t beaten,</L>
<L>And fled&s;t before the Butler: a blacke jacke</L>
<L>Playing vpon thee furiou&s;ly, <HI>J</HI> &s;aw it:</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> &s;aw thee &s;catter'd rogue, behold thy Ma&s;ter.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Thomas with a Booke.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>What &s;weet content dwels here?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<L>Put up your booke &s;ir,</L>
<L>We are all undone el&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Tom,</HI> when is the hor&s;e-race?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> know not &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>You will be there?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not <HI>I</HI> &s;ir,</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> have forgot tho&s;e journeyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Spoild for ever,</L>
<L>The cocking holds at <HI>Derby,</HI> and there will be</L>
<L><HI>Iacke</HI> Wild-oats, and <HI>Will</HI> Pur&s;er.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> am &s;orry &s;ir,</L>
<L>They &s;hould employ their time &s;o &s;lenderly,</L>
<L>Their under&s;tandings will beare better cour&s;es.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, I will marry agen: but Mon&s;ieur <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>What &s;ay ye to the gentleman that challenged ye</L>
<L>Before he went, and the fellow ye fell out with?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>O good Sir,</L>
<L>Remember not tho&s;e follies: where I have wronged &s;ir,</L>
<L>(So much I have now learn'd to di&s;cern my &s;elfe)</L>
<L>My meanes, and my repentance &s;hall make even,</L>
<L>Nor doe I thinke it any imputation</L>
<L>To let the law p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">r&s;wade me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Any woman:</L>
<L>I care not of what colour, or complexion,</L>
<PB REF="15">
<L>Any that can beare children: re&s;t ye merry.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye have utterly undone: cleane di&s;charg'd me,</L>
<L>I am for the ragged regiment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Eight languages,</L>
<L>And wither at an old mans words?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<L>O pardon me.</L>
<L>I know him but too well: eight &s;core I take it</L>
<L>Will not keepe me from beating, if not killing:</L>
<L>I'le give him leave to breake a leg, and thank him:</L>
<L>You might have &s;av'd all this, and &s;worn a little.</L>
<L>What had an oath or two bin? or a head broke,</L>
<L>Though t'had been mine, to have &s;atis&s;ied the old man?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le breake it yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now 'tis too late, I take it:</L>
<L>Will ye be drunk to night, (a le&s;&s;e intreaty</L>
<L>Has &s;erv'd your turne) and &s;ave all yet? not mad drunk,</L>
<L>For then ye are the divell, yet the drunker,</L>
<L>The better for your father &s;till: your &s;tate is de&s;perate,</L>
<L>And with a de&s;perate cure ye mu&s;t recover it:</L>
<L>Doe &s;omething, doe &s;ir: doe &s;ome drunken thing,</L>
<L>Some mad thing, or &s;ome any thing to help us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Goe for a Fidler then: the poore old Fidler</L>
<L>That &s;ayes his &s;ongs: but fir&s;t where lyes my Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Did ye enquire out that?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'th Lodge, alone &s;ir,</L>
<L>None but her owne attendants.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis the happier:</L>
<L>Away then, finde this Fidler, and doe not mi&s;&s;e me</L>
<L>By nine a clocke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>La.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Via.</HI>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>My father's mad now,</L>
<L>And ten to one will di&s;inherite me:</L>
<L>I'le put him to his plunge, and yet be merry,</L>
<L>What <HI>Rybabalde?</HI></L>
</SP>
<PB REF="16">
<STAGE>Enter Hylas and Sam.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Don Thoma&s;io.</HI></L>
<L><HI>De bene venew.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I doe embrace your body:</L>
<L>How do'&s;t thou <HI>Sam.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;ame <HI>Sam</HI> &s;till: your friend &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>And how is't bouncing boyes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art not alter'd,</L>
<L>They &s;aid thou wert all Mon&s;ieur.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>O beleeve it,</L>
<L>I am much alter'd, much another way:</L>
<L>The civil'&s;t Gentleman in all your Country:</L>
<L>Doe not ye &s;ee me alter'd? ye, and nay Gentlemen,</L>
<L>A much converted man: wher's the be&s;t wine boyes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>A &s;ound Convertite.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>What ha&s;t thou made up twenty yet?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>By'r Lady,</L>
<L>I have giv'n a &s;hrewd pu&s;h at it, for as I take it,</L>
<L>The la&s;t I fell in love with, &s;cor'd &s;ixteene.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Look to your skin, <HI>Rambaldo</HI> the &s;leeping Gyant</L>
<L>Will rowze, and rent thee piece-meale.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>He nev'r perceives 'em</L>
<L>Longer then looking on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou never meane&s;t then</L>
<L>To marry any that thou lov'&s;t?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>No &s;urely,</L>
<L>Nor any wi&s;e man I thinke; marriage?</L>
<L>Would you have me now begin to be prentize,</L>
<L>And learne to cobble other mens old boots?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why you may take a Maid.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where? can you tell me?</L>
<L>Or if 'twere po&s;&s;ible I might get a Maid,</L>
<L>To what u&s;e &s;hould I put her? looke upon her,</L>
<L>Dandle her upon my knee, and give her &s;uger &s;ops?</L>
<L>All the new gowns i'th pari&s;h will not plea&s;e her,</L>
<L>If &s;he be high bred, for ther's the &s;port &s;he aymes at,</L>
<PB REF="16">
<L>Nor all the feathers in the Fryars.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then take a widow,</L>
<L>A good &s;tanch wench, that tith,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>And begin a new order,</L>
<L>Live in a dead mans monument, not I &s;ir,</L>
<L>I'le keep mine old road, a true mendicant:</L>
<L>What plea&s;ure this day yeelds me, <HI>I</HI> never covet</L>
<L>To lay up for the morrow: and me thinks ever</L>
<L>Another mans cooke dre&s;&s;es my dyet neate&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou wa&s;t wont to love old women, fat, and flat no&s;ed,</L>
<L>And thou would&s;t &s;ay they ki&s;t like Flounders, flat</L>
<L>All the face over.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>J</HI> have had &s;uch dam&s;els</L>
<L><HI>J</HI> mu&s;t confe&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou ha&s;t been a pretious rogue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Onely his eyes: and O my con&s;cience</L>
<L>They lye with half the kingdome.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter over the &s;tage, Phy&s;itians and others.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>What's the matter?</L>
<L>Whither goe all the&s;e men-menders, the&s;e Phy&s;itians?</L>
<L>Who&s;e dog lyes &s;icke o'th mulligrubs?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>O the Gentleman,</L>
<L>The yong &s;mug Signiour, Ma&s;ter <HI>&V;alentine,</HI></L>
<L>Brought out of travell with him, as <HI>J</HI> heare</L>
<L>Is falne &s;ick o'th &s;udden, de&s;perate &s;icke,</L>
<L>And likely they goe thither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who? yong <HI>Frank?</HI></L>
<L>The onely temper'd &s;pirit, Scholler, Souldier,</L>
<L>Courtier: and all in one piece? 'tis not po&s;&s;ible.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Alice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's one can better &s;atisfie you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Alice,</HI></L>
<L>I joy to &s;ee you Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Mon&s;ieur <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>You'r welcome from your travell: I am ha&s;ty,</L>
<L>A Gentleman lies &s;icke &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>And how do'&s;t thou?</L>
<PB REF="17">
<L>I mu&s;t know, and I will know.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent well,</L>
<L>As well as may be, thank ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am glad on't,</L>
<L>And prethee harke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I cannot &s;tay.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>A while <HI>Alice.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Never looke &s;o narrowly, the mark's in her mouth &s;till,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am looking at her legs, prethee be quiet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I cannot &s;tay.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>O &s;weete <HI>Alice.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>A cleane in&s;tep,</L>
<L>And that I love a life: I did not marke</L>
<L>This woman halfe &s;o well before, how quicke</L>
<L>And nimble like a &s;hadow, there her leg &s;hew'd:</L>
<L>By th' mas a neat one, the colour of her &s;tocking,</L>
<L>A much inviting colour.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>My good Mon&s;ieur,</L>
<L>I have no time to talke now,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pretty breeches,</L>
<L>Finely becomming too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>By heaven.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>She will not,</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> can a&s;&s;ure you that, and &s;o</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>But this word.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I cannot, nor <HI>I</HI> will not: good Lord.
<STAGE>Ezit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well you &s;hall heare more from me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wee'll goe vi&s;ite</L>
<L>'Tis charity: be&s;ides I know &s;he is there:</L>
<L>And under vi&s;itation I &s;hall &s;ee hir</L>
<L>Will ye along?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>By any meanes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be &s;ure then</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> be a civill man: <HI>J</HI> have &s;port in hand boyes</L>
<L>Shall make mirth for a marriage day.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away then.
<STAGE>Exeunt</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3 recte [4]" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="17">
<HEAD>Scaena Tertia.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter three Phy&s;itians with an Vrinall.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Pluri&s;ie. <HI>I</HI> &s;ee it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> rather hold it</L>
<L>For <HI>tremor cordis.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe you marke the Phe&s;es?</L>
<L>'Tis a mo&s;t pe&s;tilent contagious feaver,</L>
<L>A &s;urfet, a plaguy &s;urfet: he mu&s;t bleed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>By no meanes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;ay bleed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> &s;ay 'tis dangerous:</L>
<L>The per&s;on being &s;pent &s;o much before hand,</L>
<L>And nature drawne &s;o low, cly&s;ters, coole cly&s;ters.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>Now with your favours, <HI>J</HI> &s;hould think a vomit:</L>
<L>For take away the cau&s;e, the effect mu&s;t follow,</L>
<L>The &s;tomack's foule and fur'd, the pot's unflam'd yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no, wee'l rectifie that part by milde meanes,</L>
<L>Nature &s;o &s;unke, mu&s;t finde no violence.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter a Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wilt plea&s;e ye draw neere? the weake gentleman</L>
<L>Growes wor&s;e and wor&s;e &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, we will attend him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;hall doe well my friend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>My ma&s;ters love &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent well <HI>I</HI> warrant thee, right and &s;traight friend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's no doubt in him, none at all, nev'r feare him.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<PB REF="18">
<GAP DESC="duplicate" EXTENT="1 page">
<PB REF="18">
<GAP DESC="duplicate" EXTENT="1 page">
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="4 recte [5]" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="19">
<HEAD>Scena Quarta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter &V;alentine and Michael.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>THat he is de&s;p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">rate &s;ick, I do beleeve well,</L>
<L>And that without a &s;p<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">edy cure, it kils him,</L>
<L>But that it lyes within the help<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> of phy&s;icke,</L>
<L>Now to re&s;tore his health, or art to cure him:</L>
<L>Beleeve it you are co&s;ened: cleane be&s;ide it.</L>
<L>I would tell ye the true cau&s;e too, but 'twould vexe ye,</L>
<L>Nay, run ye mad.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>May all I have re&s;tore him?</L>
<L>So deerely and &s;o tenderly I love him,</L>
<L>I doe not know the cau&s;e why, yea my life too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now I perceive ye &s;o well &s;et, I'le tell you,</L>
<L><HI>Hei mihi quod nullis amor, e&s;t medicabilis herbis.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twas that I onely fear'd: good friend go from me,</L>
<L>I finde my heart too full for further conference:</L>
<L>You are a&s;&s;ur'd of this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twill prove too certaine,</L>
<L>But beare it nobly &s;ir, youth hath his errors.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall do, and I thank ye: pray ye no words on't,</L>
<L>I doe not u&s;e to talke &s;ir.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are welcome:</L>
<L>Is there no con&s;tancy in earthly things:</L>
<L>No happine&s;&s;e in us, but what mu&s;t alter,</L>
<L>No life without the heavy load of fortune?</L>
<L>What mi&s;eries we are, and to our &s;elves,</L>
<L>Even then when full content &s;eemes to &s;it by us,</L>
<L>What daily &s;ores, and &s;orrowes?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Alice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>O deere brother,</L>
<L>The Gentleman if ev<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">r you will &s;ee him</L>
<L>Alive as I think.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="19">
<STAGE>Enter Cellide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>O he faints, for heaven &s;ake,</L>
<L>For heaven &s;ake &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Goe comfort him deere &s;i&s;ter.
<STAGE>Exit Alice.</STAGE></L>
<L>And one word &s;weet, with you: then we'l go to him.</L>
<L>What think you of this Gentleman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>My pity thinks &s;ir,</L>
<L>'Tis great misfortune, that he &s;hould thus peri&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is indeed: but <HI>Cellide,</HI> he mu&s;t dye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>That were a cruelty, when care may cure him,</L>
<L>Why doe you weep &s;o &s;ir, he may recover?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>He may, but with much danger: my &s;weet <HI>Cellide</HI></L>
<L>You have a powerfull tongue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>To doe you &s;ervice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>J</HI> will betray his griefe: he loves a gentlewoman,</L>
<L>A friend of yours, who&s;e heart another holds,</L>
<L>He knowes it too: yet &s;uch a &s;way blinde fancy,</L>
<L>And his not daring to deliver it,</L>
<L>Have won upon him, that they mu&s;t undoe him:</L>
<L>Never &s;o hopefull and &s;o &s;weet a &s;pirit,</L>
<L>Misfortune fell &s;o foule on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sure &s;he's hard hearted,</L>
<L>That can looke on, and not relent, and deeply</L>
<L>At &s;uch a mi&s;ery: &s;he is not married?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor neere it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>When &s;he plea&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>And pray &s;ir,</L>
<L>Do's he de&s;erve her truely, that &s;he loves &s;o?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>His love may merit much: his per&s;on little,</L>
<L>For there the match lyes mangled.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is he your friend?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;hould be, for he is neere me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will not he dye then?</L>
<L>When th'other &s;hall recover?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye have pos'd me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="20">
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Me thinks he &s;hould goe neere it, if he love her;</L>
<L>If &s;he love him</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>She do's, and would doe equall:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis A hard taske you put me: yet for your &s;ake</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> will &s;peake to her: all the art <HI>I</HI> have:</L>
<L>My be&s;t endevors: all his youth, and per&s;on,</L>
<L>His mind more full of beautis: all his hopes,</L>
<L>The memory of &s;uch a &s;ad example,</L>
<L>Ill &s;poken of, and never old: the cur&s;es</L>
<L>Of loving maids, and what may be alleag'd</L>
<L>Ile lay before her: what's her name? <HI>I</HI> am ready</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>But will you deale effectually?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mo&s;t truly:</L>
<L>Nay were it my &s;elfe, at your entreaty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vall.</SPEAKER>
<L>And could ye be &s;o pittifull?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>So dutifull;</L>
<L>Becau&s;e you urge it &s;ir,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;all.</SPEAKER>
<L>It may be then</L>
<L>It is your &s;elfe</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is in deed, <HI>I</HI> know it.</L>
<L>And now know how ye love me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Vall.</SPEAKER>
<L>O my deare&s;t,</L>
<L>Let but your goodne&s;&s;e judge: your owne part: pitiy:</L>
<L>Set but your eyes on his afflictions:</L>
<L>He is mine, and &s;o becomes your charge: but thinke</L>
<L>What ruine nature &s;uffers in this yong man,</L>
<L>What lo&s;&s;e humanity, and noble manhood:</L>
<L>Take to your better judgement my declining,</L>
<L>My age, hung full of impotence, and ils,</L>
<L>My body budding now no more: &s;eere winter</L>
<L>Hath &s;eal'd that &s;ap up, at the be&s;t and happie&s;t</L>
<L>I can but be your infant: you my nur&s;e,</L>
<L>And how unequall deere&s;t: where his yeeres,</L>
<L>His &s;weetne&s;&s;e, and his ever &s;pring of goodne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>My fortunes growing in him, and my &s;elfe too,</L>
<L>Which makes him all your old love: mi&s;conceive not,</L>
<L>I &s;ay not this, as weary of my bondage,</L>
<L>Or ready to infringe my faith: beare witne&s;&s;e,</L>
<PB REF="20">
<L>Tho&s;e eyes that I adore &s;till, tho&s;e lamps that light me</L>
<L>To all the joy I have.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have &s;aid enough &s;ir,</L>
<L>And more then ere I thought that tongue could utter,</L>
<L>But ye are a man, a fal&s;e man too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Deere <HI>Cellide.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>And now, to &s;hew you that I am a woman</L>
<L>Rob'd of her re&s;t, and fool'd out of her fondne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>The Gentleman &s;hall live: and if he love me,</L>
<L>Ye &s;hall be both my triumphs: I will to him,</L>
<L>And as you carele&s;ly fling off your fortune,</L>
<L>And now grow weary of my ea&s;ie winning,</L>
<L>So will I lo&s;e the name of <HI>Valentine,</HI></L>
<L>From henceforth all his flatteries, and beleeve it,</L>
<L>Since ye have &s;o &s;o &s;lightly parted with affection,</L>
<L>And that affection you have pawn'd your faith for:</L>
<L>From this houre, no repentance, vowes, nor prayers</L>
<L>Shall plucke me backe agen: what I &s;hall doe,</L>
<L>Yet I will undertake his cure, expect it,</L>
<L>Shall mini&s;ter no comfort, no content</L>
<L>To either of ye, but hourely more vexations.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why let him dye then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, &s;o much I have loved</L>
<L>To be commanded by you, that even now,</L>
<L>Even in my hate I will obey your wi&s;hes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>What &s;hall I doe?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dye like a foole un&s;orrow'd?</L>
<L>A bankrupt foole, that flings away his trea&s;ure?</L>
<L>I mu&s;t begin my cure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>And I my cro&s;&s;es.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="21">
<HEAD>Actus Tertius,</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Prima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Franck&s;ick, Phy&s;itians, and a Pothecary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>CLap on the Catapla&s;me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Gentlemen,</L>
<L>Good learned Gentlemen.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;ee tho&s;e brothe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> there,</L>
<L>Ready within this houre, pray keep your armes in,</L>
<L>The ayre is raw, and mini&s;ters much evill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray leave me: I be&s;eech ye leave me gentlemen.</L>
<L>I have no other &s;ickne&s;&s;e but your pre&s;ence,</L>
<L>Convey your Catapla&s;mes to tho&s;e that need 'em,</L>
<L>Your Vomits, and your Cly&s;ters.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray be rul'd &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>Bring in the Lettice cap: you mu&s;t be &s;haved &s;ir,</L>
<L>And then how &s;uddenly wee'l make you &s;leep.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Till doome&s;-day: what unnece&s;&s;ary nothings</L>
<L>Are the&s;e about a wounded minde?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>How doe ye?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>What que&s;tions they propound too: how do you &s;ir?</L>
<L>I am glad to &s;ee you well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>A great di&s;temper, it growes hotter &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>Open your mouth I pray &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>And can you tell me</L>
<L>How old I am then? there's my hand, pray &s;hew me</L>
<L>How many broken &s;hins within this two yeare.</L>
<L>Who would be thus in fetters, good ma&s;ter Doctor,</L>
<L>And you deere Doctor, and the third &s;weet Doctor</L>
<L>And pretious ma&s;ter Apothecary, I doe pray ye</L>
<L>To give me leave to live a little longer,</L>
<L>Ye &s;tand before me like my blacks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis dangerous,</L>
<L>For now his fancy turnes too.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="21">
<STAGE>Enter Cellide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>By your leave Gentlemen:</L>
<L>And pray ye your leave a while too, I have &s;omething</L>
<L>Of &s;ecret to imparr unto the patient.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>Withall our hearts.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>I mary &s;uch a Phy&s;icke</L>
<L>May chance to find the humour: be not long Lady</L>
<L>For we mu&s;t mini&s;ter within this halfe houre.
<STAGE>Exit. Plus.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall not &s;tay for me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would you were all rotten</L>
<L>That ye might only intend one anothers itches:</L>
<L>Or would the Gentlemen with one con&s;ent</L>
<L>Would drinke &s;mall Beere but &s;even yeare, and aboli&s;h</L>
<L>That wildfire of the bloud, un&s;atiate wenching</L>
<L>That your too Indies, &s;prings and fals might faile ye</L>
<L>What torments the&s;e intruders into bodies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>How do you worthy Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ble&s;&s;e me, what beames</L>
<L>Flew from the&s;e angell eyes: O what a mi&s;ery</L>
<L>What a mo&s;t &s;tuddied torment tis to me now</L>
<L>To be an hone&s;t man: dare ye &s;it by me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes; and do more then that too: comfort ye</L>
<L>I &s;ee ye have need.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are a faire Phy&s;itian:</L>
<L>You bring no bitterne&s;&s;e gilt ore, to gull us</L>
<L>No danger in your lookes, yet there my death lyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would be &s;orry &s;ir, my charity</L>
<L>And my good wi&s;hes for your health &s;hould merit</L>
<L>So &s;tubborn<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> a con&s;truction: will it plea&s;e ye</L>
<L>To ta&s;te a little of this Cordiall
<STAGE>Enter Valentine.</STAGE></L>
<L>For this I thinke mu&s;t cure ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Of which Lady?</L>
<L>Sure &s;he has found my griefe? why do you blu&s;h &s;o?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you not under&s;tand? of this, this Cordiall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Of my afflicted heart: &s;he is gon for ever.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>What heaven ye have brought me Lady?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="22">
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not wonder:</L>
<L>For tis not impudence, nor want of honour</L>
<L>Makes me do this: but love to &s;ave your life &s;ir</L>
<L>Your life, too excellent to loo&s;e in wi&s;hes</L>
<L>Love, virtuous love.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>A vertuous ble&s;&s;ing crowne ye</L>
<L>O goodly &s;weet, can there be &s;o much charity</L>
<L>So noble a compa&s;&s;ion in that heart</L>
<L>That's filled up with anothers faire affections?</L>
<L>Can mercy drop from tho&s;e eyes.</L>
<L>Can miracles be wrought upon a dead man,</L>
<L>When all the power ye have, and perfect object</L>
<L>Lyes in anothers light: and his de&s;erves it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not di&s;paire: nor do not thinke to boldly</L>
<L>I dare abu&s;e my promi&s;e, t'was your friends</L>
<L>And &s;o fa&s;t tyde, I thought no time could ruine:</L>
<L>But &s;o much has your danger, and that &s;pell</L>
<L>The powerfull name of friend, prevail'd above him</L>
<L>To whom I ever owe obedience,</L>
<L>That here I am, by his command to cure ye,</L>
<L>Nay more for ever, by his full re&s;ignement</L>
<L>And willingly I ratefie it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hold for heaven &s;ake,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t my friends mi&s;ery make me a triumph?</L>
<L>Beare I that noble name, to be a Traitor?</L>
<L>O vertuous goodnes, keepe thy &s;elfe untainted:</L>
<L>You have no power to yeeld, nor he to render</L>
<L>Nor I to take: I am re&s;olv'd to die fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha; &s;ai&s;t thou &s;o? nay then thou &s;halt not peri&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>And though I love ye above the light &s;hines on me,</L>
<L>Beyond the wealth of Kingdomes, free content,</L>
<L>Sooner would &s;natch at &s;uch a ble&s;&s;ing offer'd</L>
<L>Then at my pardon'd life by the law forfeited,</L>
<L>Yet, yet O noble beauty, yet O paradi&s;e</L>
<L>For you are all the wonder reveal'd of it,</L>
<L>Yet is a gratitude to be pre&s;erv'd</L>
<L>A worthy gratitude to one mo&s;t worthy.</L>
<L>The name, and noblenes of friends.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="22">
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray tell me</L>
<L>If I had never knowne that gentleman</L>
<L>Would you not willingly embrace my offer?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you make a doubt?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>And can ye be unwilling</L>
<L>He being old and impotent: his aime too</L>
<L>Levell'd at you, for your good? not con&s;train'd,</L>
<L>But out of cure, and councell? alas con&s;ider</L>
<L>Play but the woman with me, and con&s;ider</L>
<L>As he him&s;elfe do's, and I now dare &s;ee it</L>
<L>Truly con&s;ider &s;ir, what mi&s;ery.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>For vertues &s;ake take heed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>What lo&s;&s;e of youth,</L>
<L>What everla&s;ting bani&s;hment from that</L>
<L>Our yeares doe only covet to arive at</L>
<L>Equall affections and &s;hot together:</L>
<L>What living name can dead age leave behind him</L>
<L>What art of memory but fruitle&s;&s;e doating?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>This cannot be.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>To you unle&s;&s;e ye apply it</L>
<L>With more and firmer faith, and &s;o dige&s;t it</L>
<L>I &s;peake but of things po&s;&s;ible, not done</L>
<L>Nor like to be, a po&s;&s;et cures your &s;ickne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>And yet I know ye grieve this; and how&s;oever</L>
<L>The worthines of Friend may make ye &s;tagger</L>
<L>Which is a faire thing in ye, yet my Patient,</L>
<L>My gentle Patient, I would faine &s;ay more</L>
<L>If you would under&s;tand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>O cruell Woman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yet &s;ure your &s;ickne&s;&s;e is not &s;o forgetfull</L>
<L>Nor you &s;o willing to be lo&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;tay there:</L>
<L>Me thinks you are not faire now; me thinks more</L>
<L>That mode&s;t, vertue, men delivered of you</L>
<L>Shewes but like &s;hadow to me, thin, and fading.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent Friend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye have no &s;hare in goodne&s;&s;e:</L>
<L>Ye are belyde; you are not <HI>Cellide,</HI></L>
<PB REF="23">
<L>The mode&s;t, unaculate: who are ye?</L>
<L>For I will know: what devill to do mi&s;chiefe</L>
<L>Vnto my vertuous Friend, hath &s;hifted &s;hapes</L>
<L>With that unblemi&s;hed beauty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not rave Sir,</L>
<L>Nor let the violence of thoughts di&s;tract ye,</L>
<L>You &s;hall enjoy me: I am yours: I pitty</L>
<L>By tho&s;e faire eyes I do.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>O double hearted,</L>
<L>O woman, perfect woman: what di&s;traction</L>
<L>Was meant to mankind when thou was't made a devill,</L>
<L>What an invyting hell invented? tell me,</L>
<L>And if you yet remember what i<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> goodne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Tell me by that, and truth, can one &s;o cheri&s;h'd</L>
<L>So &s;ainted in the &s;oule of him, who&s;e &s;ervice</L>
<L>Is almo&s;t turn'd to &s;upper&s;tition,</L>
<L>Who&s;e every day endeavours, and de&s;ires</L>
<L>Offer them&s;elves like incen&s;e on your altar,</L>
<L>Who&s;e heart holds no int<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">lligence, but holy</L>
<L>And mo&s;t religious with his love; who&s;e life</L>
<L>(And let it ever be remembred Lady)</L>
<L>Is drawne out only for your ends.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>O miracle.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who&s;e all, and every part of man: pray make me</L>
<L>Like ready Pages wait upon y<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">ur plea&s;ures;</L>
<L>Who&s;e breath is but your bubble. Can ye, dare ye,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t ye ca&s;t of this man, though he were willing,</L>
<L>Though in a noblenes, &s;o cro&s;&s;e my danger</L>
<L>His friend&s;hip dur&s;t confirme it, without ba&s;ene&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Without the &s;taine of honour? &s;hall not people</L>
<L>Say liberally hereafter, ther's the Lady</L>
<L>That lo&s;t her Father, Friend, her&s;elfe, her faith too,</L>
<L>To fawne upon a &s;tranger, for ought you know</L>
<L>As faithle&s;&s;e as your &s;elfe, in love as fruitle&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take her withall my heart, thou art &s;o hone&s;t</L>
<L>That tis mo&s;t nece&s;&s;ary I be undone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>With all my &s;oule po&s;&s;e&s;&s;e her.
<STAGE>Exit, Val.</STAGE></L>
<L>Till this minut.</L>
<PB REF="23">
<L>I &s;corn'd, and hated ye, and came to co&s;en ye:</L>
<L>Vtter'd tho&s;e things might draw a wonder on me,</L>
<L>To make ye mad.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good heaven, what is this woman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor did your danger, but in charity.</L>
<L>Move me a whit: nor you appeare unto me</L>
<L>More then a common object, yet, now truely,</L>
<L>Truely, and nobly I doe love ye deerely,</L>
<L>And from this houre, ye are the man I honour,</L>
<L>You are the man, the excellence, the hone&s;ty,</L>
<L>The onely friend, and I am glad your &s;ickne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Fell &s;o mo&s;t happily at this time on ye,</L>
<L>To make this truth the worlds.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whether doe you drive me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Backe to your hone&s;ty, make that good ever,</L>
<L>'Tis like a &s;trong built Ca&s;tle, &s;eated high,</L>
<L>That drawes on all ambitions, &s;till repaire it,</L>
<L>Still fortifie it: there are thou&s;and foes</L>
<L>Be&s;ides the tyrant beauty, will a&s;&s;aile it:</L>
<L>Looke to your Centin is that watch it hourely,</L>
<L>Your eyes, let them not wander.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is this &s;erious?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Or do's &s;he play &s;till with me?</L>
<L>Keep your eares,</L>
<L>The two maine ports that may betray ye &s;trongly</L>
<L>From light beliefe fir&s;t, then from flattery,</L>
<L>E&s;pecially where woman beats the parley:</L>
<L>The body of your &s;trength, your noble heart</L>
<L>From ever yeelding ro di&s;hone&s;t ends,</L>
<L>Rigd round about with vertue, that no breaches,</L>
<L>No &s;ubtle mynes may meet ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>How like the Sun</L>
<L>Labouring in his eclip&s;e, darke, and prodigious,</L>
<L>She &s;hew'd till now? when having won her way,</L>
<L>How full of wonder he breakes out againe,</L>
<L>And &s;heds his vertuous beames: excellent Angell,</L>
<PB REF="24">
<L>For no le&s;&s;e can that heavenly minde proclaime thee,</L>
<L>Honour of all thy &s;exe, let it be lawfull,</L>
<L>And like a pilgrim thus I kneele to beg it,</L>
<L>Not with prophane lips now, nor burnt affections,</L>
<L>But, reconcil'd to faith, with holy wi&s;hes,</L>
<L>To ki&s;&s;e that virgin hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take your de&s;ire &s;ir,</L>
<L>And in a nobler way, for I dare tru&s;t ye,</L>
<L>No other fruit my love mu&s;t ever yeeld yee,</L>
<L>I feare no more: yet your mo&s;t con&s;tant memory</L>
<L>(So much I am wedded to that worthine&s;&s;e)</L>
<L>Shall ever be my friend, companion, husband,</L>
<L>Farewell, and fairely governe your affections,</L>
<L>Stand, and deceive me not: O noble yong man,</L>
<L>I love thee with my &s;oule, but dare not &s;ay it:</L>
<L>Once more farewell, and pro&s;per.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Goodne&s;&s;e guide thee:</L>
<L>My wonder like to fearefull &s;hapes in dreames,</L>
<L>Has wakened me out of my fit of folly,</L>
<L>But not to &s;hake it off: a &s;pell dwels in me,</L>
<L>A hidden charme &s;hot from this beauteous woman,</L>
<L>That fate can ne'r avoid, nor phy&s;icke finde,</L>
<L>And by her coun&s;ell &s;trengthen'd: onely this</L>
<L>Is all the helpe I have, I love faire vertue.</L>
<L>Well, &s;omething I mu&s;t doe, to be a friend,</L>
<L>Yet <HI>I</HI> am poore, and tardy: &s;omething for her too,</L>
<L>Though I can never reach her excellence,</L>
<L>Yet but to give an offer at a greatne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Valentine, Thomas, Hylas, and Sam.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be not uncivill <HI>Tom,</HI> and take your plea&s;ure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe you think I am mad? you'l give me leave</L>
<L>To try her fairely?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe your be&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why there boy,</L>
<L>But wher's the &s;icke man?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where are the gentlewomen</L>
<PB REF="24">
<L>That &s;hould attend him, ther's the patent</L>
<L>Me thinks the&s;e women.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou think&s;t nothing el&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Goe to him friend, and comfort him: Ile leade ye:</L>
<L>O my be&s;t joy, my worthie&s;t friend, ptay pardon me,</L>
<L>I am &s;o over-joy'd I want expre&s;&s;ion:</L>
<L>I may live to be thankfull: bid your friends welcome.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Val.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>How do'&s;t thou <HI>Frank?</HI> how do'&s;t thou boy, beare up man:</L>
<L>What, &s;hrink i'th &s;inewes for a little &s;ickne&s;&s;e?</L>
<L><HI>Deavolo morte.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am o'th mending hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>How like a Flute thou &s;peak'&s;t: o'th mending hand man</L>
<L>Gogs bores, I am well, &s;peake like a man of wor&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art a mad companion: never &s;taid <HI>Tom?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let rogues be &s;taid that have no habitation,</L>
<L>A gentleman may wander: &s;it thee down <HI>Frank,</HI></L>
<L>And &s;ee what I have brought thee: come di&s;cover,</L>
<L>Open the &s;ceane, and let the work appeare,</L>
<L>A friend at need you rogue is worth a million.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>What ha&s;t thou there, a julip?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>He mu&s;t not touch it,</L>
<L>'Tis pre&s;ent death.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are an A&s;&s;e, a twirepipe,</L>
<L>A <HI>Ieffrey John bo peepe,</HI> thou mimi&s;ter,</L>
<L>Thou mend a left-handed pack-&s;addle, out puppey,</L>
<L>My friend <HI>Frank,</HI> but a very fooli&s;h fellow:</L>
<L>Do'&s;t thou &s;ee that bottle? view it well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<L>I doe <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>There be as many lives in't, as a Cat carries,</L>
<L>'Tis everla&s;ting liquor.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>What?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Old Sack boy,</L>
<L>Old reverend Sack, which for ought that I can reade yet,</L>
<L>Was that Philo&s;ophers Stone the wi&s;e King <HI>Ptolomeus</HI></L>
<L>Did all his wonders by.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;ee no harme <HI>Tom,</HI></L>
<L>Drinke with a moderation.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="25">
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Drinke with &s;uger;</L>
<L>Which I have ready here, and here a gla&s;&s;e boy,</L>
<L>Take me without my tooles.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;ir be temperate,</L>
<L>You know your owne &s;tate be&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, I much thanke ye,</L>
<L>And &s;hall be carefull: yet a gla&s;&s;e or two</L>
<L>So fit I finde my body, and that &s;o needfull.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom,</SPEAKER>
<L>Fill it, and leave your fooling: thou &s;ay'&s;t true <HI>Frank.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where are the&s;e women I &s;ay?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis mo&s;t nece&s;&s;ary,</L>
<L>Hang up your julips, and your portugall po&s;&s;ets,</L>
<L>Your barly brothes, and &s;orrell &s;ops, they are mangy,</L>
<L>And breed the &s;cratches onely: give me Sack:</L>
<L>I wonder where this wench is though: have at thee:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>So long, and yet no bolting.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe, I'le pledge thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take it off thrice, and then cry heigh like a Hunt&s;man</L>
<L>With a cleere heart, and no more fits I warrant thee.</L>
<L>The onely Cordiall <HI>Frank.</HI>
<STAGE>Phi&s;. within, &amp; Serv.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Are the things ready?</L>
<L>And is the Barber come?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>An houre agoe &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>Bring out the oyles then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now or never gentlemen,</L>
<L>Doe me a kindene&s;&s;e and deliver me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom</SPEAKER>
<L>From whom boy?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>From the&s;e things, that talke within there,</L>
<L>Phy&s;itians, <HI>Tom,</HI> Phy&s;itians, &s;cowring-&s;ticks,</L>
<L>They meane to reade upon me.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter three Phi&s;. Apoth. and Barber.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let 'em enter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>And be thou confident, we will deliver thee:</L>
<L>For looke ye Doctor, &s;ay the divell were &s;icke now,</L>
<L>His hornes &s;aw'd off and his head bound with a Biggin,</L>
<L>Sicke of a calenture tak<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">n by a &s;urfet</L>
<PB REF="25">
<L>Of &s;tinking &s;oules at his nephews, and S. <HI>Dun&s;tans,</HI></L>
<L>What would you mini&s;ter upon the &s;udden?</L>
<L>Your judgement &s;hort and &s;ound.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Ph.</SPEAKER>
<L>A fooles head.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>No &s;ir,</L>
<L>It mu&s;t be a Phy&s;itians for three cau&s;es,</L>
<L>The fir&s;t becau&s;e it is a bald head likely,</L>
<L>Which will down ea&s;ily without apple-pap.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>A maine cau&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>So it is, and well con&s;ider'd,</L>
<L>The &s;econd, for 'tis fil'd with broken Greek &s;ir,</L>
<L>Which will &s;o tumble in his &s;tomacke, Doctor,</L>
<L>And worke upon the crudities, conceive me</L>
<L>The feares, and the fidle &s;trings within it,</L>
<L>That tho&s;e damn'd &s;oules mu&s;t di&s;embogue againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Or meeting with the &s;tygian humour.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Right &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Forc'd with a catapla&s;me of crackers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ever.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Scowre all before him, like a Scavenger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Satis feci&s;ti domine:</HI> my la&s;t cau&s;e,</L>
<L>My la&s;t is, and not lea&s;t, mo&s;t learned Doctors,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e in mo&s;t Phy&s;itians heads (I meane tho&s;e</L>
<L>That are mo&s;t excellent, and old withall,</L>
<L>And angry, though a patient &s;ay his prayers,</L>
<L>And <HI>Paracel&s;ians</HI> that doe trade with poy&s;ons,</L>
<L>We have it by tradition of great writers)</L>
<L>There is a kinde of toad-&s;tone bread, who&s;e vertue</L>
<L>The Doctor being dri'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are abus'd &s;irs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I take it &s;o, or &s;hall be, for &s;ay the belly-ake</L>
<L>Caus'd by an inundation of Pea&s;e-porridge,</L>
<L>Are we therefore to open the port veyne,</L>
<L>Or the port E&s;quiline?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>A learned que&s;tion:</L>
<L>Or grant the diaphragm<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> by a rupture,</L>
<L>The &s;igne being then in the head of <HI>Capricorne.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Meet with the pa&s;&s;ion Hupercondriaca,</L>
<PB REF="26">
<L>And &s;o cau&s;e a carno&s;itie in the kidneyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mu&s;t not the brains being butter'd with this humour</L>
<L>An&s;wer me that.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam</SPEAKER>
<L>Mo&s;t excellently argued.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 Phi&s;.</SPEAKER>
<L>The next fit you will have, my mo&s;t fine &s;chol</L>
<L>Bedlam &s;hall finde a &s;alve for: fare ye well &s;ir,</L>
<L>We came to do<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> you good, burthe&s;e yong Doctors</L>
<L>It &s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">emes have boar'd our no&s;es.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<L>Drinke hard Gentlemen,</L>
<L>And get unwhole&s;ome drabs: 'tis ten to one then</L>
<L>We &s;hall heare further from ye; your note alter'd.
<STAGE>Ex.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>And wilt thou be gone &s;aies one?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>And wilt thou be gone &s;aies to'ther?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Toas.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then take the odde crowne</L>
<L>To mend thy old gowne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>And we'l be gone all together.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>My learned <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, the yong Gentlewomen</L>
<L>Sent me to &s;ee what company ye had with ye</L>
<L>They much de&s;ire to vi&s;ite ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray ye thanke 'em,</L>
<L>And tell 'em my mo&s;t &s;ickne&s;&s;e is their ab&s;ence:</L>
<L>Ye &s;ee my company.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come hither Crab,</L>
<L>What gentlewomen are the&s;e? my Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>And who el&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Alice.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Harke ye &s;irha.</L>
<L>No word of my being here, unle&s;&s;e &s;he know it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>I doe not thinke &s;he do's.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take that, and mum, then</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have ty'd my tongue up.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sit you downe good <HI>Francis,</HI></L>
<PB REF="26">
<L>And not a word of me till ye heare from me,</L>
<L>And as you finde my humour, follow it:</L>
<L>You two come hither, and &s;tand clo&s;e, un&s;een boyes,</L>
<L>And doe as I &s;hall tutor ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<L>What, new worke?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee no more, but helpe me now,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would faine</L>
<L>Talke with the gentlewomen.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Talke with the gentlewomen?</L>
<L>Of what for&s;ooth? who&s;e maiden-head the la&s;t maske</L>
<L>Suffer'd impre&s;&s;ion, or who&s;e cly&s;ter wrought be&s;t:</L>
<L>Take me as I &s;hall tell thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>To what end?</L>
<L>What other end came we along?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be rul'd though.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your wee zell face mu&s;t needs be ferretting</L>
<L>About the farthing-ale,</L>
<L>Doe as I bid ye,</L>
<L>Or by this light.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come then,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stand clo&s;e and marke me,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fran.</SPEAKER>
<L>All this forc'd foolery will never doe it.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Alice and Mary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I hope we bring ye health &s;ir: how is't with ye?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>You look far better tru&s;t me, the fre&s;h colour</L>
<L>Creeps now againe into his cheeks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Your enemy</L>
<L>I &s;ee has done his wor&s;t. Come, we mu&s;t have ye</L>
<L>Lu&s;ty againe, and frolicke man; leave thinking</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Indeed it do's ye harme &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>My be&s;t vi&s;itants,</L>
<L>I &s;hall be govern'd by ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall be well then,</L>
<L>And &s;uddenly, and &s;oundly well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>This ayre &s;ir</L>
<L>laying now &s;ea&s;on'd ye: will keep ye ever.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no, I have no hope, nor is it fit friends,</L>
<PB REF="27">
<L>My life has bin &s;o lewd, my loo&s;e condition,</L>
<L>Which I repent too late, &s;o lamentable,</L>
<L>That any thing but cur&s;es light upon me,</L>
<L>Exorbitant in all my waies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Who's that &s;ir,</L>
<L>Another &s;icke man.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sure, I know that voyce well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>In all my cour&s;es, curele&s;&s;e di&s;obedience.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>What a &s;trange fellow's this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>No coun&s;ell friends,</L>
<L>No looke before I leapt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe yo' know the voyce &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, 'tis a gentlemans that's much afflicted</L>
<L>In's minde: great pitty Ladies.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Now heaven help him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>He came to me, to aske free pardon of me,</L>
<L>For &s;ome things done long &s;ince, which his di&s;temper</L>
<L>Made to appeare like wrong, but 'twas not &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>O that this could be truth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Per&s;wade your &s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>To what end gentlemen, when all is peri&s;h'd</L>
<L>Vpon a wrack, is there a hope remaining?</L>
<L>The &s;ea, that nev'r knew &s;orrow, may be pittifull,</L>
<L>My credit's &s;pilt, and &s;unke, nor is it po&s;&s;ible,</L>
<L>Were my life lengthened out as long as.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>I like this well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your minde is too mi&s;tru&s;tfull.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have a vertuous &s;i&s;ter, but I &s;corn'd her,</L>
<L>A Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e too, a noble gentlewoman,</L>
<L>For goodne&s;&s;e all out-going.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Now I know him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>With the&s;e eyes friends, my eyes mu&s;t nev'r &s;ee more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is for your &s;ake <HI>Mary:</HI> take heed co&s;en,</L>
<L>A man is not &s;o &s;oone made.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>O my fortune,</L>
<L>But it is ju&s;t, I be de&s;pis'd and hated.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>De&s;paire not, 'tis not manly: one houres goodne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Strikes off an infinite of ils.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="27">
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Weepe truly</L>
<L>And with compa&s;&s;ion Co&s;in.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>How exactly</L>
<L>This cunning yong theefe plaies his part.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well <HI>Tom</HI></L>
<L>My <HI>Tom</HI> againe, if this be truth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hil.</SPEAKER>
<L>She weepes boy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>O I &s;hall die.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now heaven defend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou ha&s;t her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come lead me to my Friend to take his farewell,</L>
<L>And then what fortune &s;hall befall me, welcome.</L>
<L>How do's it &s;how?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>O rarely well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Say you &s;o Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>O ye grand A&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>And are ye there my Iuggler</L>
<L>Away we are abus'd <HI>Alice.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Foole be with thee.
<STAGE>Exit. Ma. and Al.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where is &s;he.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Gon; &s;he found you out, and finely,</L>
<L>In your own nooze &s;he halter'd ye: you mu&s;t be whi&s;pering</L>
<L>To know how things &s;howd: not content to fare well</L>
<L>But you mu&s;t roare out ro&s;t meate; till that &s;u&s;pition</L>
<L>You carried it mo&s;t neately, &s;he beleeved too</L>
<L>And wept mo&s;t tenderly; had you continew'd,</L>
<L>Without doubt you had brought her off.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>This was thy Rouging.</L>
<L>For thou wert ever whi&s;pering: fye upon thee</L>
<L>Now could I breeks thy head.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;poke to me fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not anger me,</L>
<L>For by this hand ile beate the buzard blind then</L>
<L>She &s;hall not &s;cape me thus: farewell for this time,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good night, tis almo&s;t bed time: yet no &s;leepe</L>
<L>Mu&s;t enter the&s;e eyes, till I worke a wonder.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;halt along too, for I meane to plague thee</L>
<L>For this nights &s;ins, I will nev'r leave walking of thee</L>
<PB REF="28">
<L>Till I have worne thee out.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your will be done Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>You will not leave me <HI>Sam.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not I.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>To.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away then: ile be your guid now, if my man be tru&s;ty</L>
<L>My &s;pightfull Dame, ile pipe ye &s;uch a hunt&s;up</L>
<L>Shall make ye daunce a tipvaes: keepe clo&s;e to me.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Secunda.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Seba&s;tian, and Dorothy.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>NEver per&s;wade me, I will marry againe</L>
<L>What &s;hould I leave my &s;tate to, pins &amp; poaking &s;ticks</L>
<L>To Farthingals, and frownces, to fore-hor&s;es</L>
<L>And a old leather bawdy hou&s;e behind'en</L>
<L>To thee?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have a &s;onne Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where, what is he?</L>
<L>Who is he like?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your &s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou lye&s;t, thou ha&s;t mard him,</L>
<L>Thou, and thy praier bookes: I do di&s;claime him:</L>
<L>Did not I take him &s;inging ye&s;ternight</L>
<L>A godly Ballad, to a godly tune too,</L>
<L>And had a catechizme in's pocket Dam&s;ell,</L>
<L>One of your deare di&s;ciples, I perceive it?</L>
<L>When did he ride abroad &s;ince he came over?</L>
<L>What Taverne h<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">s he us'd to? what hings done</L>
<L>That &s;hewes a man, and mettle? when was my hou&s;e</L>
<L>At &s;uch a &s;hame before, to creep to bed</L>
<L>At ten a clocke, and twelve, for want of company?</L>
<L>No &s;inging, nor no dauncing, nor no drinking?</L>
<L>Thou think'&s;t not of the&s;e &s;candals; when, and where</L>
<L>Has he but &s;hewd his &s;word of late.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Di&s;paire not</L>
<L>I do be&s;eech you Sir, nor tempt your weakne&s;&s;e,</L>
<PB REF="28">
<L>For if you like it &s;o, I can a&s;&s;ure you</L>
<L>He is the &s;ame man &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would thou wert a&s;hes</L>
<L>On that condition; but beleeve it go&s;&s;ip</L>
<L>You &s;hall know you have wrong.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>You never Sir,</L>
<L>So will I know my duty: and for heaven &s;ake,</L>
<L>Take but this councell with ye ere you marry,</L>
<L>You were wont to beare me: take him, and confe&s;&s;e him</L>
<L>Search him toth' quicke, and if you find him faile</L>
<L>Do as plea&s;e you; a Mothers name I honour.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>He is lo&s;t, and &s;poil'd I am re&s;olv'd my rooffe</L>
<L>Shall never harbour him: and for your Minion</L>
<L>Ile keepe you clo&s;e enough, lea&s;t you breake loo&s;e</L>
<L>And do more michiefe; get ye in: who waits.
<STAGE>Exit. Dor.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servant</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you call Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Seeke the Boy: and bid him wait</L>
<L>My plea&s;ure in the morning: marke what hou&s;e</L>
<L>He is in, and what he do's: and truly tell me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will not faile Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>If ye do, ile hang ye.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Tertia.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Thomas, Hylas, and Sam.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>KEepe you the backe doore there, and be &s;ure</L>
<L>None of her &s;ervants enter, or goe out,</L>
<L>If any woman pa&s;&s;e, &s;he is lawfull prize, boyes</L>
<L>Cut off all convoyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who &s;hall an&s;were this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, I &s;hall an&s;were it, you fearefull widgen,</L>
<L>I &s;hall appeare toth' action.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>May we di&s;cour&s;e too</L>
<L>On honourable tearmes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>With any gentlewoman</L>
<PB REF="29" MS="y">
<L>That &s;hall appeare at window: ye may rehear&s;e too</L>
<L>By your commi&s;&s;ion &s;afely, &s;ome &s;weet parcels</L>
<L>Of poetry to a Chambermaid.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>May we &s;ing too?</L>
<L>For ther's my ma&s;ter-piece.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>By no meanes, no boyes,</L>
<L>I am the man re&s;erv'd for ayre, 'tis my part,</L>
<L>And if &s;he be not rock, my voyce &s;hall reach her:</L>
<L>Ye may record a little, or ye may whi&s;tle,</L>
<L>As time &s;hall mini&s;ter, but for maine &s;inging,</L>
<L>Pray ye &s;atisfie your &s;elves: away, be carefull.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>But hark ye one word <HI>Tom,</HI> we may be beaten.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's as ye think good your &s;elves: if you de&s;erve it,</L>
<L>Why 'tis the ea&s;ie&s;t thing to compa&s;&s;e: beaten?</L>
<L>What bugbeares dwell in thy brains? who &s;hould beat thee?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>She has men enough,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Art not thou man enough too?</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t fle&s;h enough about thee: if all that ma&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Will not maintaine a little &s;pirit, hang it,</L>
<L>And dry it too for dogs meat: get you gone;</L>
<L>I have things of moment in my minde: that doore,</L>
<L>Keep it as thou would'&s;t keep thy wife from a Servingman.</L>
<L>No more I &s;ay: away <HI>Sam.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>At your will &s;ir.
<STAGE>Exit Hyl. &amp; Sam.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Launcelot and Fidler.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have him here, a rare rogue, good &s;weet ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>Doe &s;omething of &s;ome &s;avour &s;uddenly,</L>
<L>That we may eat, and live: I am almo&s;t &s;tarv'd,</L>
<L><HI>No point manieur, no point devein, no Signieur,</HI></L>
<L>Not by the vertue of my languages,</L>
<L>Nothing at my old ma&s;ters to be hoped for,</L>
<L>O Signieur <HI>du,</HI> nothing to line my life with,</L>
<L>But cold Pyes with a cudgell, till you help us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing but famine frights thee: come hither Fidler,</L>
<L>Whad Ballads are you &s;een in be&s;t: be &s;hort &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fidler</SPEAKER>
<L>Vnder your ma&s;ter&s;hips correction, I can &s;ing</L>
<PB REF="29">
<L>The Duke of <HI>Norfolke,</HI> or the merry Ballad</L>
<L>Of <HI>Diverus</HI> and <HI>Lazarus,</HI> the Ro&s;e of <HI>England,</HI></L>
<L>In <HI>Creet</HI> when <HI>Dedimus</HI> fir&s;t began,</L>
<L><HI>Jonas</HI> his crying out again&s;t <HI>Coventry,</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent,</L>
<L>Rare matters all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fid.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Mawdlin</HI> the Merchants daughter,</L>
<L>The Divell, and ye dainty Dames.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Rare &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fid.</SPEAKER>
<L>The landing of the Spaniards at <HI>Bow,</HI></L>
<L>With the bloudy battell at <HI>Mile-end.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>All excellent:</L>
<L>No tuning as ye love me; let thy Fidle</L>
<L>Speake welch, or any thing that's out of all tune,</L>
<L>The vilder &s;till the better, like thy &s;elfe,</L>
<L>For I pre&s;ume thy voyce will make no trees dance.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fid.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay truely, ye &s;hall have it ev'n as homely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Keep ye to that key, are they all abed trow?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I heare no &s;tirring any where, no light</L>
<L>In any window, 'tis a night for the nonce Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come &s;trike up then: and &s;ay the Merchants daughter,</L>
<L>We'l beare the burthen: proceed to inci&s;ion Fidler.
<STAGE>Song.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servant above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who's there? what noy&s;e is this? what rogue</L>
<L>At the&s;e houres?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>O what is that to you my foole?</HI></L>
<L><HI>O what is that to you,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Plucke in your face you bawling A&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or I will breake your brow.</HI>
<STAGE>hey down, down, a down.</STAGE></L>
<L>A new Ballad, a new, a new.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fid.</SPEAKER>
<L>The twelfth of Aprill, on May day,</L>
<L>My hou&s;e and goods were burnt away, &amp;c.
<STAGE>Maid above.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Why who is this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>O dam&s;ell deere,</L>
<L>Open the doore, and it &s;hall appeare,</L>
<L>Open the doore,</L>
<PB REF="30">
<L>O gentle &s;quire.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le &s;ee thee hang fir&s;t: farewell my deere,</L>
<L>'Tis ma&s;ter <HI>Thomas,</HI> there he &s;tands.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Mary above.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis &s;trange</L>
<L>That nothing can redeeme him: raile him hence,</L>
<L>Or &s;ing him out in's owne way, any thing</L>
<L>To be deliver'd of him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Then have at him:</L>
<L><HI>My man</HI> Thomas <HI>did me promi&s;e.</HI></L>
<L><HI>He would vi&s;ite me this night.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I am here Love, tell me deere Love,</HI></L>
<L><HI>How I may obtaine thy &s;ight.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Come up to my window love, come, come, come,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Come to my window my deere,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The winde, nor the raine, &s;hall trouble thee againe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But thou &s;halt be lodged here.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>And art thou &s;trong enough?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Vp, up, I warrant ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>What do'&s;t thou meane to doe?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e peace,</L>
<L>I'le warrant ye wee'l coole him: <HI>Madge,</HI>
<STAGE>Madge above.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Madge</SPEAKER>
<L>I am ready.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>The loue of Greece and it tickled him &s;o,</HI></L>
<L><HI>That he devi&s;ed a way to goe.</HI></L>
<L>Now &s;ing the Duke of <HI>Northumberland.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fidler</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>And climbing to promotion,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He fell down &s;uddenly,</HI>
<STAGE>Madge with a divels vizard roring, offers to ki&s;&s;e him, and he fals down.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>What ha&s;t thou done? thou ha&s;t broke his neck.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Not hurt him,</L>
<L>He pitcht upon his legs like a Cat,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>O woman:</L>
<L>O mi&s;erable woman, I am &s;poil'd,</L>
<L>My leg, my leg, my leg, oh both my legs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="30">
<SPEAKER>Mary.</SPEAKER>
<L>I told thee what thou had&s;t done, mi&s;chiefe go with thee,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>O I am lam'd for ever: O my leg,</L>
<L>Broken in twenty places: O take heed,</L>
<L>Take heed of women, Fidler: oh a Surgeon,</L>
<L>A Surgeon, or I dye: oh my good people,</L>
<L>No charitable people, all de&s;pightfull,</L>
<L>Oh what a mi&s;ery am I in: oh my leg.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be patient &s;ir, be patient: let me binde it.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Samuel and Hylas with his head broken.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh doe not touch it rogue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>My head, my head,</L>
<L>Oh my head's kil'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>You mu&s;t be courting wenches</L>
<L>Through key-holes, Captain <HI>Hylas,</HI> come and be comforted,</L>
<L>The skin is &s;carce broke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>O my leg.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>How doe ye &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh maim'd for ever with a fall, he's &s;poil'd too,</L>
<L>I &s;ee his braines.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away with me for Gods &s;ake,</L>
<L>A Surgeon.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Here's a night indeed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Surgeon.
<STAGE>Exit all but Fidler.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Mary and &s;ervant below.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>Goe run for helpe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>Run all, and all too little,</L>
<L>O cur&s;ed bea&s;t that hurt him, run, run, flye,</L>
<L>He will be dead el&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>Good friend goe you too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fid.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who payes me for my Mu&s;icke?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mary</SPEAKER>
<L>Pox o'your Mu&s;icke,</L>
<L>Ther's twelve pence for ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="31">
<SPEAKER>Fid.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's two groates againe for&s;ooth,</L>
<L>I never take above, and re&s;t ye merry.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>A grea&s;e pot guild your fidle &s;trings: how do you,</L>
<L>How is my deere?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why well I thank ye &s;weet heart,</L>
<L>Shall we walke in, for now ther's none to trouble us?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Are ye &s;o crafty &s;ir? I &s;hall meet with ye,</L>
<L>I knew your tricke, and I was willing: my <HI>Tom,</HI></L>
<L>Mine owne <HI>Tom,</HI> now to &s;atisfie thee, welcome, welcome,</L>
<L>Welcome my be&s;t friend to me, all my deere&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now ye are my noble Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e: we loo&s;e time &s;weet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thinke they are all gone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>All, ye did wi&s;ely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>And you as craftily.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are well met Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, let's goe in then lovingly: O my Skarfe <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
<L>I lo&s;t it thereabout, finde it, and weare it</L>
<L>As your poore Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e favour.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am made now,</L>
<L>I &s;ee no venture is in no hand: I have it,</L>
<L>How now? the doore lock't, and &s;he in before?</L>
<L>Am I &s;o trim'd?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>One parting word &s;weet <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>Though to &s;ave your credit, I di&s;charg'd your Fidler,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t not &s;atisfie your folly too &s;ir,</L>
<L>Ye'are &s;ubtle, but beleeve it Foxe, i'le finde ye,</L>
<L>The Surgeons will be here &s;trait, rore againe boy,</L>
<L>And breake thy legs for &s;hame, thou wilt be &s;port el&s;e,</L>
<L>Good night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>She &s;aies mo&s;t true, I mu&s;t not &s;tay: &s;he has bobd me,</L>
<L>Which if I live, I'le recompence, and &s;hortly,</L>
<L>Now for a Ballad to bring me off againe.</L>
<L><HI>All yong men be warn'd by me, how you do goe a wooing.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Seek not to climb, for feare ye fall thereby, comes your undoing, &amp;</HI>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<PB REF="31">
<HEAD>Actus Quartus,</HEAD>
<DIV3 N="1" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Prima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter &V;alentine, Alice, and &s;ervant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>HE cannot goe and take no farewell of me,</L>
<L>Can he be &s;o vnkinde? he's but retir'd</L>
<L>Into the Garden or the Orchard: &s;ee &s;irs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>He would not ride there certain, tho&s;e were planted</L>
<L>Onely for walkes I take it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ride, nay then,</L>
<L>Had he hor&s;e out?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>So the Groome delivers</L>
<L>Somewhat before the breake of day.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>He's gone,</L>
<L>My be&s;tfriends gone <HI>Alice?</HI> I have lo&s;t the noble&s;t,,</L>
<L>The true&s;t, and the mo&s;t man I ere found yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Inded &s;ir, he de&s;erves all prai&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>All &s;i&s;ter,</L>
<L>All, all, and all too little: O that hone&s;ty,</L>
<L>That ermine hone&s;ty, un&s;potted ever,</L>
<L>That perfect goodne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Sure he will returne &s;ir,</L>
<L>He cannot be &s;o har&s;h.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>O never, never,</L>
<L>Never returne, thou know'&s;t not where the cau&s;e lyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>He was the worthie&s;t welcome.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>He de&s;erv'd it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor wanted, to our knowledge.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will tell thee,</L>
<L>Within this houre, things that &s;hall &s;tartle thee.</L>
<L>He never mu&s;t returne.
<STAGE>Enter Michael.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good morrow Signieur.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good morrow ma&s;ter <HI>Michael.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>My good neighbour,</L>
<L>Me thinks you are &s;tirring early &s;ince your travell,</L>
<L>You have learn'd the rule of health &s;ir, where's your mi&s;tres?</L>
<PB REF="32">
<L>She keeps her warme I warrant ye, a bed yet?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thinke &s;he do's.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>T'is not her houre of waking.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did you lye with her Lady?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Not to night &s;ir.</L>
<L>Nor any night this weeke el&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>When la&s;t &s;aw ye her?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Late ye&s;ter night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Was &s;he abed then?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>No &s;ir,</L>
<L>I left her at her prayers: why doe ye aske me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have been &s;trangely haunted with a dreame</L>
<L>All this long night, and after many wakings,</L>
<L>The &s;ame dreame &s;till; me thought I met yong <HI>Cellide</HI></L>
<L>Iu&s;t at S. <HI>Katherines</HI> gate the Nunnery.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her face &s;lubber'd o're with teares, and troubles,</L>
<L>Me thought &s;he cry'd unto the Lady Abbe&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>For charity receive me holy woman,</L>
<L>A Maid that has forgot the worlds affections,</L>
<L>Into thy virgin order: me thought &s;he tooke her,</L>
<L>Put on a Stole, and &s;acred robe upon her,</L>
<L>And there I left her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dreame?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Alice</HI></L>
<L>Doe me the favour (yet to &s;atisfie me)</L>
<L>To &s;tep but up, and &s;ee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I know &s;he's there &s;ir,</L>
<L>And all this but a dreame?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>You know not my dreames,</L>
<L>They are unhappy ones, and often truths,</L>
<L>But this I hope, yet</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>I will &s;atisfie ye,
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Neighbours, how do's the gentleman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not,</L>
<L>Dreame of a Nunnery?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>How found ye my words</L>
<L>About the nature of his &s;ickne&s;&s;e <HI>Valentine?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="32">
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did &s;he not cry out, 'twas my folly too</L>
<L>That forc'd her to this Nunnery? did &s;he not cur&s;e me?</L>
<L>For God &s;ake &s;peake: did you not dreame of me too,</L>
<L>How ba&s;ely, poorely, tamely, like a foole,</L>
<L>Tir'd wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">h his joyes?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas poore gentleman.</L>
<L>Ye promis'd me &s;ir to beare all the&s;e cro&s;&s;es.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I beare 'em till I breake againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>But nobly,</L>
<L>Truely to weigh,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good neighbours, no more of it,</L>
<L>Ye doe but fling flaxe on my fire: where is &s;he?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Alice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Not yonder &s;ir, nor has not this night certaine</L>
<L>Bin in her bed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>It mu&s;t be truth &s;he tels ye,</L>
<L>And now I'le &s;hew ye why I came: this morning</L>
<L>A man of mine being employed about bu&s;ine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Came early home, who at S. <HI>Katherines</HI> Nunnery,</L>
<L>About day peep told me he met your Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And as I &s;poke it in a dreame, &s;o troubled</L>
<L>And &s;o received by the <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">bbe&s;&s;e, did he &s;ee her?</L>
<L>The wonder made me ri&s;e, and ha&s;te unto ye</L>
<L>To know the cau&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell, I cannot &s;peake it.
<STAGE>Exit &V;al.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>For heaven take leave him not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will not Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas, he's much afflicted,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>We &s;hall know &s;hortly more, apply your own care</L>
<L>At home good <HI>Alice,</HI> a<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">d tru&s;t him to my coun&s;ell.</L>
<L>Nay, doe not weep, all &s;hall be well, de&s;paire not.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="2" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="33">
<HEAD>Scena Secunda.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Seba&s;tian, and a Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>AT <HI>Valentines</HI> hou&s;e &s;o merry?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>As a pie Sir:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>So game&s;on do&s;t thou &s;ay?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am &s;ure I heard it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ballads, and Fidles too?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, but one Fidle;</L>
<L>But twenty noyces.
<STAGE>Enter Launcelet.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did he do devi&s;es?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>The be&s;t devi&s;es &s;ir: her's my fellow <HI>Launcelet</HI></L>
<L>He can informe ye all: he was among 'em,</L>
<L>A mad thing too: I &s;tood but in a corner.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come &s;ir, what can you &s;ay? is there any hope yet</L>
<L>You Ma&s;ter may returne?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>He went far el&s;e</L>
<L>I will a&s;&s;ure your wor&s;hip on my credit</L>
<L>By the faith of a Travellor, and a Gentleman,</L>
<L>Your &s;onne in found againe, the &s;onne, the <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is he the old <HI>Tom?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>The old <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Goe forward.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Next, to con&s;ider how he is the old <HI>Tom.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Handle me that.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would ye had &s;eene it handled</L>
<L>La&s;t night &s;ir, as we handled it: <HI>cap &agrave; pe,</HI></L>
<L>Footte for leers, and learings; O the noy&s;e</L>
<L>The noy&s;e we made.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good, good.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>The windowes clattring</L>
<L>And all the Chambermaides, in &s;uch a whobub,</L>
<L>One with her &s;mocke halfe off; another in ha&s;t</L>
<L>Wi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">h a &s;erving mans ho&s;e upon her head.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="33">
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>A fellow rayling out of a loop hole there</L>
<L>And his mouth &s;topt with durt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>y'faith a fine Boy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Here one of our heads broke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent good &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>The gentleman him&s;elfe yong M. <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>Invirond with his furious Mermidons</L>
<L>The fiery Fidler, and my &s;elfe; now &s;inging,</L>
<L>Now beating at the doore, there parlying,</L>
<L>Courting at that window, at the other &s;calling</L>
<L>And all the&s;e &s;everall noy&s;es to two Trenchers,</L>
<L>Strung with a bottome of browne thred, which &s;howd ad|mirable.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>There eate, and grow againe, I am pleas'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor here &s;ir.</L>
<L>Gave we the frolicke over: though at length</L>
<L>We quit the Ladies Skonce on compo&s;ition</L>
<L>But to the &s;ilent &s;treetes we turn'd our furies:</L>
<L>A fleeping watchman here we &s;tole the &s;hooes from,</L>
<L>There made a noy&s;e, at which he wakes, and followes:</L>
<L>The &s;treetes are durty, takes a queene hith cold,</L>
<L>Hard chee&s;e, and that choakes him o' Munday next:</L>
<L>Windowes, and &s;ignes we &s;ent to <HI>Erebus;</HI></L>
<L>A crue of bawling curs we entertain'd la&s;t,</L>
<L>When having let the pigs loo&s;e in out pari&s;hes,</L>
<L>O the brave cry we made as high as Algate!</L>
<L>Downe comes a Con&s;table, and the Sow his Si&s;ter</L>
<L>Mo&s;t trayterou&s;ly tramples upon Authority,</L>
<L>There a whole &s;tand of rug gownes rowted manly</L>
<L>And the Kings peace put flight: a purblind pig here</L>
<L>Runs me his head into the Admirable Lanthorne,</L>
<L>Out goes the light, and all turnes to confu&s;ion:</L>
<L>A Potter ri&s;es, to enquire this pa&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>A Boare imbo&s;t takes &s;anctuary in his &s;hop.</L>
<L>When twenty dogs ru&s;h after, we &s;till cheering</L>
<L>Down goes the pots, and pipkins, down the pudding pans,</L>
<L>The creame bols cry revenge here, there the candle&s;ticks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>If this be true, thou little tyny page</L>
<L>This tale that thou tell'&s;t me</L>
<PB REF="34">
<L>Then on thy backe will I pre&s;ently hang</L>
<L>A hand&s;on new Levery:</L>
<L>But if this be fal&s;e, thou little tyney page</L>
<L>As fal&s;e it well may be</L>
<L>Then with a cudgell of foure foote long</L>
<L>Ile beate thee from head to toe.
<STAGE>Enter Servant.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will the boy come.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>He will &s;ir.
<STAGE>Enter Thomas.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Time tries all ther.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Here he comes now him&s;elfe &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>To be &s;hort <HI>Thomas</HI></L>
<L>Becau&s;e I feele a &s;cruple in my con&s;cience</L>
<L>Concerning the demeanour, and a maine one</L>
<L>And therefore like a Father would be &s;atisfi'd,</L>
<L>Get up to that window there, and pre&s;ently</L>
<L>Like a mo&s;t compleat Gentleman, come from <HI>Tripoly.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom</SPEAKER>
<L>Good Lord &s;ir, how are you mi&s;led: what fancies</L>
<L>(Fitter for idle boyes, and drunkards, let me &s;peak't</L>
<L>And with a little wonder I be&s;eech you)</L>
<L>Choake up your noble judgement?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>You Rogue <HI>Launcelet,</HI></L>
<L>You lying ra&s;call.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will ye &s;poile all agen &s;ir.</L>
<L>Why, what a devill do you meane?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away knave,</L>
<L>Ye keepe a company of &s;awcy fellowes</L>
<L>Debo&s;h'd, &amp; dai<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">y drunkards, to deavoure ye,</L>
<L>Things, who&s;e dull &s;oules, tend to the Celler only,</L>
<L>Ye are ill advis'd &s;ir, to commit your credit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sirha, &s;irha.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let me never eate againe &s;ir,</L>
<L>Nor feele the ble&s;&s;ing of another blew-coate</L>
<L>If this yong Gentleman, &s;weet Ma&s;ter <HI>Thomas</HI></L>
<L>Be not as mad as heart can wi&s;h: your heart &s;ir,</L>
<L>If ye&s;ternights di&s;cour&s;e: &s;peake fellow <HI>Robin</HI></L>
<L>And if thou &s;peake&s;t le&s;&s;e then truth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis &s;trange the&s;e varlets.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>By the&s;e ten bones &s;ir, if the&s;e eies, and eares</L>
<PB REF="34">
<L>Can heare and &s;ee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Extreame &s;trange, &s;hould thus boldly</L>
<L>Bud in your &s;ight, unto your &s;onne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>O deu guin</L>
<L>Can ye deny, ye beat a Con&s;table</L>
<L>La&s;t night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I touch Authoritie ye ra&s;call?</L>
<L>I violate the Law?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good M. <HI>Thomas.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did you not take two Wenches from the Watch too</L>
<L>And put 'em into pudding lane?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>We meane not</L>
<L>Tho&s;e civill things you did at M. <HI>Valentines</HI></L>
<L>The Fidle, and the fa'las,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>O &s;trange impudence?</L>
<L>I do be&s;eech you &s;ir give no &s;uch licence</L>
<L>To knaves and drunkards, to abu&s;e your &s;onne thus:</L>
<L>Be wi&s;e in time, and turne'em off: we live &s;ir</L>
<L>In a State govern'd civilly, and &s;oberly</L>
<L>Where each mans actions &s;hould confirme the Law,</L>
<L>Not cracke, and canzell it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Lancelot du Lake</HI></L>
<L>Get you upon adventers: ca&s;t your coate</L>
<L>And make your exit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Pur la mour de dieu</HI></L>
<L><HI>Pur me no purs:</HI> but <HI>pur</HI> at that doore, out &s;irha</L>
<L>Ile beate ye purblind el&s;e, out ye eight languages,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>My bloud upon your head.
<STAGE>Exit. Lan.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Purge me'em all &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>And you too pre&s;ently.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Even as you plea&s;e &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Bid my maid &s;ervant come: and bring my daughter</L>
<L>I will have one &s;hall plea&s;e me.
<STAGE>Exit &s;er.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis mo&s;t fit &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Bring me the money there: here M. <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<STAGE>Enter two &s;ervants with two bags.</STAGE>
<L>I pray &s;it downe, ye are no more my &s;onne now,</L>
<L>Good gentleman be cover'd</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="35">
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>At your plea&s;ure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>This money I do give ye, becau&s;e of whilom</L>
<L>You have bin thought my &s;onne, and by my&s;elfe too,</L>
<L>And &s;ome things done like me: ye are now another</L>
<L>There is two hundred pound, a civill &s;ome</L>
<L>For a yong civill man: much land and Lord&s;hip</L>
<L>Will as I take it now, but prove temptation</L>
<L>To dread ye from your &s;etled, and &s;weet carriage.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;ay right &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay I be&s;eech ye cover.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>At your di&s;po&s;e: and I be&s;eech ye too &s;ir,</L>
<L>Fot the word civill, and more &s;etled cour&s;e</L>
<L>It may be put to u&s;e, that on the intere&s;t</L>
<L>Like a poore Gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>It &s;hall, to my u&s;e</L>
<L>To mine againe: do you &s;ee &s;ir: good fine gentleman,</L>
<L>I give no brooding money for a Scrivener,</L>
<L>Mine is for pre&s;ent trafficke, and &s;o ile u&s;e it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>So much for that then.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Dorothy, and foure Maids,</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>For the maine cau&s;e Moun&s;ieur</L>
<L>I &s;ent to treat with you about, behold it;</L>
<L>Behold that peice of &s;tory worke, and view it</L>
<L>I want a right heire to inherir me,</L>
<L>Not my e&s;tate alone, but my conditions,</L>
<L>From which you are revolted, therefore dead,</L>
<L>And I will breake my backe, but I will get one.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will you choo&s;e there &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>There, among tho&s;e Dam&s;els,</L>
<L>In mine owne tribe: I know their quallities</L>
<L>Which cannot faile to plea&s;e me: for their beauties</L>
<L>A matter of a three farthings, makes all perfect,</L>
<L>A little beere, and beeffe broth: they are &s;ound too.</L>
<L>Stand all a brea&s;t: now gentle M. <HI>Thomas</HI></L>
<L>Before I choo&s;e, you having liv'd long with me,</L>
<L>And happely &s;ometimes with &s;ome of the&s;e too,</L>
<L>Which fault I never frown'd upon: pray &s;hew me</L>
<L>(For feare we confound our Genealogies)</L>
<PB REF="35">
<L>Which have you laid aboord? &s;peake your mind freely</L>
<L>Have you had copulation with that Dam&s;ell?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stand you a &s;ide then: how with her &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>How, is not &s;eemely here to &s;ay.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Heer's fine &s;port.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Retyre you too: &s;peake forward M. <HI>Thomas.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will: and to the purpo&s;e; even with all &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>With all that's &s;omewhat large.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>And yet you like it</L>
<L>Was ever &s;inne &s;o glorious?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>With all <HI>Thomas.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>All &s;urely &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>A &s;igne thou art mine owne yet,</L>
<L>In againe all: and to your &s;everall functions.
<STAGE>Exit. Maides.</STAGE></L>
<L>What &s;ay you to yong <HI>Luce,</HI> my neighbours daughter,</L>
<L>She was too yong I take it, when you travelled;</L>
<L>Some twelve yeare old?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her will was fifteene &s;ir,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>A pretty an&s;were, to cut of long di&s;cour&s;e,</L>
<L>For I have many yet to aske ye of,</L>
<L>Where I can choo&s;e, and nobly, hold up your finger</L>
<L>When ye are right: what &s;ay ye to <HI>Valeria;</HI></L>
<L>Who&s;e husband lies a dying now? why two,</L>
<L>And in that forme?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her husband is recover'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>A witty morall: have at ye once more <HI>Thomas,</HI></L>
<L>The &s;i&s;ters of St. Albones, all five; dat boy,</L>
<L>Dat's mine owne boy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now our upon thee Mon&s;ter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Still hoping of your pardon.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>There needes none man:</L>
<L>A &s;traw on pardon: prethee need no pardon:</L>
<L>Ile aske no more, nor thinke no more of marriage,</L>
<L>For O my con&s;cience I &s;halbe thy Cuckold:</L>
<L>Ther's &s;ome good yet left in him: beare your &s;elfe well,</L>
<L>You may recover me, ther's twenty pound &s;ir,</L>
<L>I &s;ee &s;ome &s;parkles which may flame againe,</L>
<PB REF="36">
<L>You may eat with me when you plea&s;e, you know me.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Seb.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why do you lye &s;o damnably, &s;o fooli&s;hly?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do'&s;t thou long to have thy head broke? hold thy peace</L>
<L>And doe as I would have thee, or by this hand</L>
<L>I'le kill thy Parrat, hang up thy &s;mall hand,</L>
<L>And drinke away thy dowry to a penny.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Was ever &s;uch a wilde A&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee be quiet,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>And do'&s;t thou think men will not beat thee mon&s;trou&s;ly</L>
<L>For abu&s;ing their wives and children?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>And do'&s;t thou thinke</L>
<L>Mens wives and children can be abus'd too much?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I wonder at thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, thou &s;halt adjure me</L>
<L>Before I have done.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>How &s;tand ye with your mi&s;tre&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall &s;tand neerer</L>
<L>Ere I be twelve houres older: ther's my bu&s;ine&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>She is mon&s;trous &s;ubtile <HI>Doll.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doll</SPEAKER>
<L>The divell I thinke</L>
<L>Cannot out &s;ubtle thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>If he play faire play,</L>
<L>Come, you mu&s;t helpe me pre&s;ently.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I di&s;card ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;halt not &s;leep nor eate.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le no hand with ye,</L>
<L>No bawd to your abu&s;es.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>By this light <HI>Doll,</HI></L>
<L>Nothing but in the way of hone&s;ty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou never knew'&s;t that road: I heare your vigile</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sweet honey <HI>Doll,</HI> if I doe not marry her,</L>
<L>Hone&s;tly marry her, if I meane not honourably,</L>
<L>Come, thou &s;halt help me, take heed how you vex me,</L>
<L>I'le help thee to a husband too, a fine gentleman,</L>
<L>I know thou art mad, a tall yong man, a brown man,</L>
<L>I &s;weare he has his maidenhead, a rich man.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="36">
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>You may come in to dinner, and I'le an&s;were ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay I'le goe with thee <HI>Doll:</HI> four hundred a yeere wench.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="3" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scaena Tertia.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Michael and Valentine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>GOod &s;ir go back again, and take my coun&s;ell,</L>
<L>Sores are not cur'd by &s;orrows, nor time broke from us,</L>
<L>Pul'd back again by &s;ighes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>What &s;hould I doe friend?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe that that may redeeme ye, goe back quickly,</L>
<L><HI>Seba&s;tians</HI> daughter can prevaile much with her,</L>
<L>The Abbe&s;&s;e is her Aunt too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>But my friend then</L>
<L>Who&s;e love and lo&s;&s;e is equall ty'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Content ye,</L>
<L>That &s;hall be my taske if he be alive,</L>
<L>Or where my travell and my care may reach him,</L>
<L>I'le bring him backe againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Say he come backe</L>
<L>To piece his poor friends life out? and my mi&s;tre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Be vow'd for ever a reclu&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>So &s;uddenly</L>
<L>She cannot, ha&s;te ye therefore in&s;tantly away &s;ir,</L>
<L>To put that daughter by fir&s;t as to a father,</L>
<L>Then as a friend &s;he was committed to ye,</L>
<L>And all the care &s;he now has: by which priviledge</L>
<L>She cannot doe her this violence,</L>
<L>But you may breake it, and the law allowes ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>O but I forc'd her to it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Leave di&s;puting</L>
<L>Again&s;t your &s;elfe, if you will needs be mi&s;erable</L>
<L>Spight of her goodne&s;&s;e, and your friends per&s;wa&s;ions,</L>
<L>Thinke on, and thrive thereafter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="37">
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will home then,</L>
<L>And follow your advi&s;e, and good, good <HI>Michael.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>No more, I know your &s;oul's divided <HI>Valentine,</HI></L>
<L>Cure but that part at home with &s;peedy marriage</L>
<L>Ere my returne, for then tho&s;e thoughts that vext her,</L>
<L>While there ran any &s;treame for loo&s;e affections,</L>
<L>Will be &s;topt up, and cha&s;te ey'd honour guide her</L>
<L>Away, and hope the be&s;t &s;till: I'le worke for ye,</L>
<L>And pray too heartily, away, no more words
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Quarta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas and Sam.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Care not for my broken head,</L>
<L>But that it &s;hould be his plot, and a wench too,</L>
<L>A lowzie, lazie wench prepar'd to doe it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou had&s;t as good be quiet, for o' my con&s;cience</L>
<L>He'l put another on thee el&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am re&s;olv'd</L>
<L>To call him to account, was it not manife&s;t</L>
<L>He meant a mi&s;chiefe to me, and laughed at me,</L>
<L>When he lay roaring out, his leg was broken,</L>
<L>And no &s;uch matter: had he broke his necke,</L>
<L>Indeed 'twould ne'r ha griev'd me: gallowes gall him,</L>
<L>Why &s;hould he choo&s;e out me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art ever ready</L>
<L>To thru&s;t thy &s;elfe into the&s;e &s;he occa&s;ions,</L>
<L>And he as full of knavery to accept it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, if I live, I'le have a new tricke for him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>That will not be ami&s;&s;e, but to fight with him</L>
<L>Is to no purpo&s;e: be&s;ides, he's truely valiant,</L>
<L>And a mo&s;t deadly hand: thou never fought&s;t yet,</L>
<L>Not o' my con&s;cience ha&s;t no faith in fighting.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no, I will not fight.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam,</SPEAKER>
<L>B<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">&s;ide the quarrell,</L>
<PB REF="37">
<L>Which has a woman in't, to make it &s;curvy,</L>
<L>Who would lye &s;tinking in a Surgeons hands</L>
<L>A moneth or two this weather; for beleeve it,</L>
<L>He never hurts under a quarters healing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>No upon better thought, I will not fight <HI>Sam,</HI></L>
<L>But watch my time</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>To pay him with a project:</L>
<L>Watch him too, I would wi&s;h ye: prethee tell me,</L>
<L>Do'&s;t thou affect the&s;e women &s;till?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes faith <HI>Sam,</HI></L>
<L>I love 'em ev'n as well as ev'r I did,</L>
<L>Nay, if my braines were beaten out, I mu&s;t to 'em.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do&s;t thou love any woman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Any woman</L>
<L>Of what degree or calling.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Of any age too?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Of any age, from four&s;core to fourteen boy,</L>
<L>Of any fa&s;hion.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>And defect too?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Right.</L>
<L>For tho&s;e I love to leade me to repentance:</L>
<L>A woman with no no&s;e, after my &s;urquedry,</L>
<L>Shewes like King <HI>Philips</HI> morall, <HI>memento mori,</HI></L>
<L>And &s;he that has a wodden leg, demon&s;trates</L>
<L>Like <HI>Hypocrites,</HI> we halt before the gallowes:</L>
<L>An old one with one tooth, &s;eemes to &s;ay to us</L>
<L>Sweet meats have &s;owre &s;awce: &s;he that's full of aches,</L>
<L>Crum not your bread before you ta&s;te your porridge,</L>
<L>And many morals we may finde.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis well &s;ir,</L>
<L>Ye make &s;o worthy u&s;es: but <HI>quid igitur,</HI></L>
<L>What &s;hall we now determine?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let's con&s;ider,</L>
<L>An houre or two, how I may fit this fellow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let's finde him fir&s;t, he'l quickly give occa&s;ion,</L>
<L>But take heed to your &s;elfe, and &s;ay I warn'd ye:</L>
<L>He has a plaguy pate.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>That at my danger.
<STAGE>Exeunt. Mu&s;ick.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="5" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="38">
<HEAD>Scena Quinta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Saylors &s;inging to them, Michael and Francis.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sayl.</SPEAKER>
<L>ABoard, aboard, the winde &s;tands faire.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>The&s;e call for pa&s;&s;engers, I'le &s;tay, &amp; &s;ee</L>
<L>What men they take aboard.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>A boat, a boat, a boat.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Say.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whether are ye bound friends?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sayl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Downe to the Straytes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha, 'tis not much unlike him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>May I have pa&s;&s;age for my money?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Say.</SPEAKER>
<L>And welcome too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis he, I know 'tis he now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then merrily aboard, and noble friend</L>
<L>Heauens goodne&s;&s;e keep thee ever, and all vertue</L>
<L>Dwell in thy bo&s;ome <HI>Cellide,</HI> my la&s;t teares</L>
<L><HI>J</HI> leave behinde me thus, a &s;acrifice,</L>
<L>For <HI>I</HI> dare &s;tay no longer to betray ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be not &s;o quicke &s;it: Saylors <HI>I</HI> here charge ye</L>
<L>By vertue of this warrant, as you will an&s;wer it,</L>
<L>For both your &s;hip and Merchant <HI>I</HI> know perfectly:</L>
<L>Lay hold upon this fellow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fellow?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>J</HI> &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sayl.</SPEAKER>
<L>No hand to &s;word &s;ir, we &s;hall ma&s;ter ye,</L>
<L>Fetch out the manacles.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> doe obey ye:</L>
<L>But <HI>I</HI> be&s;eech ye &s;ir, informe me truely</L>
<L>How <HI>I</HI> am guilty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye have rob'd a gentleman,</L>
<L>One that ye are bound to for your life and being:</L>
<L>Money and hor&s;e unju&s;tly ye tooke from him,</L>
<L>And &s;omething of more note, but for y'are a gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>It &s;hall be &s;o, and here I'le end all mi&s;eries,</L>
<PB REF="38">
<L> Since friend&s;hip is &s;o cruell, I confe&s;&s;e it,</L>
<L>And which is more, a hundred of the&s;e robberies:</L>
<L>This Ring I &s;tole too from him: and this jewell</L>
<L>The fir&s;t and la&s;t of all my wealth: forgive me</L>
<L>My innocence and truth, for &s;aying I &s;tole 'em,</L>
<L>And may they prove of value but to recompence</L>
<L>The thou&s;and part of his love, and bread I have eaten.</L>
<L>Pray &s;ee 'em render'd noble &s;ir, and &s;o</L>
<L>I yeeld me to your power.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Guard him to'th water,</L>
<L>I charge you Saylors, there I will receive him,</L>
<L>And backe convey him to a Iu&s;tice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Say.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come &s;ir,</L>
<L>Look to your neck, you are like to &s;ayle i'th ayre now.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="[5]" TYPE="act">
<DIV3 N="6 recte [1]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Sexta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Thomas, Dorothy, and Maid.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>COme quickly, quickly, quickly, paint me hand&s;omly</L>
<L>Take heed my no&s;e be not in graine too,</L>
<L>Come <HI>Doll, Doll,</HI> di&s;en me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you &s;hould play now</L>
<L>Your divels parts againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yea and nay <HI>Dorothy.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dol.</SPEAKER>
<L>If ye doe any thing, but that ye have &s;worne to,</L>
<L>Which onely is acce&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>As I am a gentleman:</L>
<L>Out with this hayre <HI>Doll,</HI> hand&s;omely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doll.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have your breeches?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I prethee away, thou know'&s;t I am mon&s;trous tickli&s;h,</L>
<L>What do'&s;t thou think I love to bla&s;t my buttocks?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doll.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le plague ye for this roguery: for I know well</L>
<L>What ye intend &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="39">
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>On with my Muffler.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dol.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ye are a &s;weet Lady: come let's &s;ee you curt&s;ie:</L>
<L>What broke i'th bum, hold up your head.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Plague on't</L>
<L>I &s;hall he pi&s;&s;e my breeches if I cowre thus,</L>
<L>Come, am I ready.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<L>At all points, as like &s;ir</L>
<L>As if you were my Mi&s;tris.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dol.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who goes with ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>None but my fortune, and my &s;elfe.
<STAGE>Exit. Tho.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dol.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ble&s;&s;e ye</L>
<L>Now run thou for thy life, and get before him,</L>
<L>Take the by way, and tell my Co&s;in <HI>Marie</HI></L>
<L>In what &s;hape he intends to come to coz n her</L>
<L>Ile follow at thy heeles my &s;elfe: flie wench</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ile do it.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Seba&s;tian and Thomas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dol.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Father has met him: this goes excellent</L>
<L>And ile away in time: looke to your skin <HI>Thomas.</HI>
<STAGE>Exit. Gillian.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>What, are you growne &s;o corne &s;ed gooddy</L>
<L>You will not know your Father: what vaga'res</L>
<L>Have you in hand, what out leapes, durty heeles</L>
<L>That at the&s;<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> houres of night ye mu&s;t be gadding,</L>
<L>And through the Orchard take your private pa&s;&s;age;</L>
<L>What, is the breeze in your breech, or has your brother</L>
<L>Appointed you an houre of meditation</L>
<L>How to demeane him&s;elfe: get ye to bed, drab</L>
<L>Or ile &s;o crab your &s;houlders: ye demure &s;lut</L>
<L>Ye civill di&s;h of &s;liced beefe get ye in.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I wy' not, that I wy' not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is't ev'n &s;o Dame</L>
<L>Have at ye with a night &s;pell then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray hold &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>St. <HI>Geoge,</HI> St. <HI>George,</HI> our Ladies knight</L>
<L>He walkes by day, &s;o do's he by night,</L>
<L>And when he had her found</L>
<PB REF="39">
<L>He her beat, and her bound,</L>
<L>Vntill to him her troth &s;he plight,</L>
<L>She would not &s;tir from him that night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay then have at ye with a counter-&s;pell,</L>
<L>From Elves, Hobs and Fayries, that trouble our Dayries,</L>
<L>From Fire-drakes and fiends, and &s;uch as the divell &s;ends,</L>
<L>Defend us heaven.
<STAGE>Exi</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Launcelot.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ble&s;&s;e my Ma&s;ter: looke up &s;ir <HI>I</HI> be&s;eech ye,</L>
<L>Vp with your eyes to heaven.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Vp with your no&s;e &s;ir,</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> doe not bleed, 'twas a &s;ound knock &s;he gave me,</L>
<L>A plaguy mankinde gi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">le, how my braines totters?</L>
<L>Well, go thy waies, thou ha&s;t got one thou&s;and pound more</L>
<L>With this dog tricke,</L>
<L>Mine owne true &s;pirit in her too,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>In her, alas &s;ir,</L>
<L>Alas poore gentlewoman, &s;he a hand &s;o heavy</L>
<L>To knocke ye like a Calfe down, or &s;o brave a courage</L>
<L>To beat her father? if you could beleeve &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who would&s;t thou make me beleeve it was, the divell?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>One that &s;pits fire as fa&s;t as he &s;ometimes &s;ir,</L>
<L>And changes &s;hapes as often: your &s;onne <HI>Thomas:</HI></L>
<L>Never wonder, if it be not he, &s;traight hang me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>He? if it be &s;o,</L>
<L>I'le put thee in my Will, and ther's an end on't.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>J</HI> &s;aw his legs, has Boots on like a Player,</L>
<L>Vnder his wenches cloaths: 'tis he, 'tis <HI>Thomas</HI></L>
<L>In his own &s;i&s;ters cloaths, &s;ir, and <HI>I</HI> can wa&s;t him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>No more words then, we'l watch him: thou'lt not beleeve <HI>Lance,</HI></L>
<L>How heartily glad <HI>I</HI> am.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>May ye be gladder,</L>
<L>But not this way &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>No more words, but watch him.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="7 recte [2]" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="40">
<HEAD>Scena &s;eptima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Mary, Dorothy, and Maid.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVHen comes he?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doll.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pre&s;ently.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then get you up <HI>Doll,</HI></L>
<L>Away, I'le &s;trait come to you: is all ready?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>All.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let the light &s;tand far enough.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis placed &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stay you to entertaine him to his chamber,</L>
<L>But keep clo&s;e wench, he flyes at all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>I warrant ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>You need no more in&s;truction?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>I am perfect.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<P><LABEL>Scena &s;ecunda.</LABEL></P>
<STAGE>Enter &V;alentine and Thomas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>MOre &s;tops yet? &s;ure the fiend's my gho&s;tly father,</L>
<L>Old <HI>&V;alentine:</HI> what wind's in his poope?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Lady,</L>
<L>You are met mo&s;t happily: O gentle <HI>Doll,</HI></L>
<L>You mu&s;t now doe me an e&s;peciall favour.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>What is it Ma&s;ter <HI>Valentine?</HI> I am &s;orely troubled</L>
<L>With a &s;alt rheume falne i'my gums.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le tell ye,</L>
<L>And let it move you equally: my ble&s;t Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Vpon a &s;light occa&s;ion taking anger,</L>
<L>Tooke al&s;o (to undoe me) your Aunts Nunnery,</L>
<L>From whence by my per&s;wa&s;ion to redeeme her,</L>
<L>Will be impo&s;&s;ible: nor have I liberty</L>
<PB REF="40">
<L>To come, and vi&s;ite her: my good, good <HI>Dorothy,</HI></L>
<L>You are mo&s;t powerfull with her, and your Aunt too,</L>
<L>And have acce&s;&s;e at all houres liberally,</L>
<L>Speake now, or never for me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>In a Nunnery?</L>
<L>That cour&s;e mu&s;t not be &s;uffered Ma&s;ter <HI>&V;alentine,</HI></L>
<L>Her mother never knew it: rare &s;port for me:</L>
<L>Sport upon &s;port, by th' breake of day I'le meet ye,</L>
<L>And feare not man, wee'l have her out I warrant ye,</L>
<L>I cannot &s;tay now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>You will not breake?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>By no meanes.</L>
<L>Good night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good night kinde Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Doll.</HI>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>This thrives well,</L>
<L>Every one takes me for my &s;i&s;ter, excellent:</L>
<L>This Nunnerys fal &s;o pat too, to my figure,</L>
<L>Where there be hand&s;ome wenches, and they &s;hall know it</L>
<L>If once I creep in, ere they get me out againe:</L>
<L>Stay, her's the hou&s;e and one of her Maids.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Maid.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Who's there?</L>
<L>O Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Dorothy</HI> you are a &s;tranger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Still Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Dorothy?</HI> this geere will cotton.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Will you walke in for&s;ooth?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where is your Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Not very well: &s;he's gone to bed, I am glad</L>
<L>You are come &s;o fit to comfort her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, I'le comfort her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray make not much noi&s;e, for &s;he is &s;ure a&s;leep,</L>
<L>You know your &s;ide, creep &s;oftly in, your company</L>
<L>Will warme her well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I warrant thee I'le warme her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>Your brother has been here, the &s;trange&s;t fellow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>A very rogue, a ranke rogue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le conduct ye</L>
<L>Even to her chamber door, and there commit ye.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="8 recte [3]" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="41">
<HEAD>Scena Octava.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Michael, Francis, and Officers.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>COme &s;ir, for this night I &s;hall entertaine ye,</L>
<L>And like a gentleman, how ere your fortune</L>
<L>Hath ca&s;t ye on the wor&s;t part.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>How you plea&s;e &s;ir,</L>
<L>I am re&s;olv'd, nor can a joy or mi&s;ery</L>
<L>Much move me now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am angry with my &s;elfe now</L>
<L>For putting this forc'd way upon his patience,</L>
<L>Yet any other cour&s;e had been too &s;lender:</L>
<L>Yet what to thinke I know not, for mo&s;t liberally</L>
<L>He hath confe&s;s'd &s;trange wronge, which if they prove &s;o,</L>
<L>How ere the others long love may forget all,</L>
<L>Yet 'twas mo&s;t fit he &s;hould come back, and this way</L>
<L>Drinke that: and now to my care leave your pri&s;oner,</L>
<L>I'le be his guard for this night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Off.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good night to your wor&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good night my hone&s;t friends: Come &s;ir, I hope</L>
<L>There &s;hall be no &s;uch cau&s;e of &s;uch a &s;adne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>As you put on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Faith &s;ir, my re&s;t is up,</L>
<L>And what I now pull, &s;hall no more afflict me</L>
<L>Then if I plaid at &s;pan-counter, nor is my face</L>
<L>The map of any thing I &s;eeme to &s;uffer,</L>
<L>Lighter affections &s;eldome dwell in me &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>A con&s;tant gentleman: would I had taken</L>
<L>A feaver when I took this har&s;h way to di&s;turb him,</L>
<L>Come walke with me &s;ir, ere to morrow night</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> doubt not but to &s;ee all this blown over.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="4" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="41">
<HEAD>Actus Quintus, Scena Quarta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Have dog'd his &s;i&s;ter, &s;ure 'twas &s;he,</L>
<L>And I hope &s;he will come back again this night too:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam</SPEAKER>
<L>I have lo&s;t of purpo&s;e: now if I can</L>
<L>With all the art I have, as &s;he comes backe,</L>
<L>But win a parley for my broken pate,</L>
<L>Off goes her maiden-head, and there's <HI>vindicta.</HI></L>
<L>They &s;tir about the hou&s;e, I'le &s;tand at di&s;tance.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="[5]" TYPE="scene">
<STAGE>Enter Mary and Dorothy, and then Thomas &amp; Maid.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doll.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is he come in?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Speake &s;oftly,</L>
<L>He is, and there he goes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good night, good night wench.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>a bed di&s;covered with a black More in it.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Maid</SPEAKER>
<L>As &s;oftly as you can.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le play the Mou&s;e <HI>Nan,</HI></L>
<L>How clo&s;e the little thiefe lyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>How he itches?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Doll.</SPEAKER>
<L>What would you give now to be there, and I</L>
<L>At home <HI>Mall?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Peace for &s;hame.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>In what a figure</L>
<L>The little foole has pull'd it &s;elfe together:</L>
<L>Anone you will lye &s;treighter:</L>
<L>Ha, ther's rare circum&s;tance</L>
<L>Belongs to &s;uch a treati&s;e: doe ye tumble,</L>
<L>I'le tumble with ye &s;traight wench: &s;he &s;leeps &s;oundly,</L>
<L>Full little think&s;t thou of thy joy that's comming,</L>
<L>The &s;weet, &s;weet joy, full little of the ki&s;&s;es,</L>
<L>But tho&s;e unthought of things come ever happie&s;t.</L>
<L>How &s;oft the rogue feeles? Oye little villaine,</L>
<L>Ye delicate coy thiefe, how I &s;hall thrum ye?</L>
<PB REF="42">
<L>Your fy away, good &s;ervant, as ye are a gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee leave laughing.</L>
<L>Out upon ye <HI>Thomas</HI></L>
<L>What do ye meane to do? ile call the hou&s;e up,</L>
<L>O god, I am &s;ure ye will not, &s;hall not &s;erve ye,</L>
<L>For up ye goe now, and ye were my Father.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your courage wilbe cold anon.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>If it do hang for'</L>
<L>Yet ile be quarterd here fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>O feirce villaine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>What would he do indeed <HI>Doll?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>You had be&s;t try him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ile ki&s;&s;e thee ere I come to bed: &s;weet <HI>Mary.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee leave laughing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>O, for gentle <HI>Nicholas.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>And view that &s;tormy face, that has &s;o thundered me,</L>
<L>A coldne's crept over't now; by your leave, candle,</L>
<L>And next doore by yours too, &s;o, a pretty, pretty</L>
<L>Shall I now looke upon ye: by this light it moves me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Much good may it do you &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Holy &s;aints, defend me.</L>
<L>The devill, devill, devill, devill, O the devill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Dor.</HI> Ha, ha, ha, ha, the devill O the devill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am abus'd mo&s;t damnedly: mo&s;t bea&s;tly,</L>
<L>Yet if it be a &s;he devill: But the hou&s;e is up,</L>
<L>And here's no &s;taying longer in this Ca&s;&s;ock,</L>
<L>Woman, I here di&s;claime thee; and in vengeance</L>
<L>Ile marry with that devill, but ile vex thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Byr' Lady, but you &s;hall not &s;ir, ile watch ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Plague O your &s;pani&s;h leather hide; ile waken ye:</L>
<L>Devill, good night: good night good devill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Moore.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Rore againe, devill, rore againe.
<STAGE>Ex. Tho.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Moore.</SPEAKER>
<L>O, O, &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Open the doores before him: let him vani&s;h.</L>
<L>Now, let him come againe, ile u&s;e him kinder</L>
<L>How now Wench.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Moore.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray lye here your &s;elf, next Mi&s;tris</L>
<PB REF="42">
<L>And entertaine your &s;weet heart.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>What &s;aid he to thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Moore.</SPEAKER>
<L>I had a &s;oft bed: and I &s;lept out all,</L>
<L>But his kind farewell: ye may bake me now</L>
<L>For O my con&s;cience, he has made me veni&s;on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas poore <HI>Kate;</HI> ile give thee a new Petticoate,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>And I a Wa&s;tcoate, Wench.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Draw in the bed Maides,</L>
<L>And &s;ee it made againe; put fre&s;h &s;heetes on too,</L>
<L>For <HI>Doll.</HI> and I: come Wench, lets laugh an houre now,</L>
<L>To morrow earely, will wee &s;ee yong <HI>Cellide</HI></L>
<L>They &s;ay &s;he has taken Sanctuary: love, &amp; they</L>
<L>Are thicke &s;owne, but come up &s;o full of thi&s;tles.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>They mu&s;t needs <HI>Mall:</HI> for 'tis a pricking age grown</L>
<L>Prethee to bed, for I am mon&s;trous &s;leepy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>A match, but art not thou thy brother?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would I were Wench,</L>
<L>You &s;hould heare further.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, no more of that <HI>Doll.</HI>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="5 recte [6]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena quinta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas, and Thomas.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Heard the doores clap: now, and't be thy will, wench</L>
<L>By th' mas &s;he comes: you are &s;urely melt faire gen|tlewoman,</L>
<L>I take it Mi&s;tris <HI>Doll, Seba&s;tians</HI> daughter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>I take right &s;ir: <HI>Hylas,</HI> are you feretting</L>
<L>Ile fit you with a pennyworth pre&s;ently.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>How dare you walk &s;o late &s;o &s;weet: &s;o weak guarded?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Faith &s;ir, I do no harme, nor none I looke for</L>
<L>Yet I am glad, I have met &s;o good a gentleman,</L>
<L>Again&s;t all chances: for though I never knew ye</L>
<L>Yet I have heard much good &s;poke of ye,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Harke ye.</L>
<L>What if a man &s;hould ki&s;&s;e ye?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho,</SPEAKER>
<L>That's no harme &s;ir,</L>
<PB REF="43">
<L>Pray God he &s;capes my heard, there lyes the mi&s;chiefe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her lips are mon&s;trous rugged, but that &s;urely</L>
<L>Is but the &s;harpne&s;&s;e of the weather: harke ye once more,</L>
<L>And in your eare, &s;weet Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e, for ye are &s;o,</L>
<L>And ever &s;hall be from this houre: I have vow'd it.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Seba&s;tian and Launcelot.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why that's my daughter, rogue, do'&s;t thou not &s;ee her</L>
<L>Ki&s;&s;ing that fellow there, there in that corner?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ki&s;&s;ing?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now, now, now they agree o'th match too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay then ye love me not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>By this white hand <HI>Doll.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t confe&s;&s;e, I have long de&s;ir'd your &s;ight &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why ther's the Boots &s;till &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hang Boots &s;ir,</L>
<L>Why they'l weare breeches too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Di&s;hone&s;t me</L>
<L>Not for the world.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why now they ki&s;&s;e againe, there</L>
<L>I knew 'twas &s;he, and that her crafty &s;tealing</L>
<L>Out the back way mu&s;t needs have &s;uch a meaning.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am at my &s;mall wits end.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>If ye meane honourably.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did &s;he nev'r beat ye before &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why do'&s;t thou follow me?</L>
<L>Thou ra&s;call &s;lave ha&s;t thou not twice abus'd me?</L>
<L>Ha&s;t thou not &s;poil'd the boy? by thine owne covenant,</L>
<L>Would'&s;t thou not now be hang'd?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thinke I would &s;ir,</L>
<L>But you are &s;o impatient: do's not this &s;hew &s;ir,</L>
<L>(I do be&s;eech ye &s;peake, and &s;peake with judgement,</L>
<L>And let the ca&s;e be equally con&s;idered)</L>
<L>Far braver in your daughter? in a &s;on now</L>
<L>'Tis nothing, of no marke: every man do's it,</L>
<L>But, to beget a daughter, a man maiden</L>
<L>That reaches at the&s;e high exploits, is admirable:</L>
<L>Nay &s;he goes far beyond him: for when dur&s;t he,</L>
<PB REF="43">
<L>But when he was drunke, doe any thing to &s;peake of?</L>
<L>This is <HI>Seba&s;tian</HI> truely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;aye&s;t right <HI>Lance,</HI></L>
<L>And ther's my hand once more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not without marriage.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did&s;t thou heare that?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thinke &s;he &s;poke of marriage,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>And he &s;hall marry her, for it &s;eems &s;he likes him,</L>
<L>And their fir&s;t boy &s;hall be my heire.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>I marry</L>
<L>Now ye goe right to worke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Thom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fye, fye &s;ir,</L>
<L>Now I have promis'd ye this night to marry,</L>
<L>Would ye be &s;o intemperate? are ye a gentleman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have no maw to marriage, yet this ra&s;call</L>
<L>Tempts me extreamely: will ye marry pre&s;ently?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Get you afore, and &s;tay me at the Chappell,</L>
<L>Clo&s;e by the Nunnery, there you &s;hall finde a night Prie<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="2 letters"></L>
<L>Little &s;ir <HI>Hugh,</HI> and he can &s;ay the Matrimony</L>
<L>Over without booke, for we mu&s;t have no company</L>
<L>Nor light, for feare my father know, which mu&s;t not yet</L>
<L>And then to morrow night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing to night &s;weet?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, not a bit, I am &s;ent of bu&s;ine&s;&s;e</L>
<L>About my dowry, &s;weet, doe not you &s;poile all now,</L>
<L>'Tis of muh ha&s;te. I can &s;carce &s;tay the marriage,</L>
<L>Now if you love me, get you gone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'l follow?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Within this houre, my &s;weet chicke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ki&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>A rope ki&s;&s;e ye,</L>
<L>Come, come, I &s;tand o'thornee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Me thinkes her mouth &s;till</L>
<L>Is mon&s;trous rough, but they have waies to mend it,</L>
<L>Farewell.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell, I'le fit ye with a wife, &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come, follow clo&s;e, I'le &s;ee the end &s;he aymes at,</L>
<PB REF="44">
<L>And if he be a hand&s;ome fellow <HI>Launcelot,</HI></L>
<L><HI><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter">iat,</HI> 'tis done, and all my &s;tate is &s;etled.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="6 recte [7]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Sexta.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Abbe&s;&s;e, Cellide, and Nuns.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>COme, to your Mattins Maids: the&s;e early houres</L>
<L>My gentle daughter, will di&s;turb a while,</L>
<L>Your faire eyes, nurterd in ea&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>No vertuous mother,</L>
<L>Tis for my holy health, to purcha&s;e which</L>
<L>They &s;hall forget the childe of ea&s;e, &s;oft &s;lumbers,</L>
<L>O my afflicted heart, how thou art tortur'd,</L>
<L>And Love, how like a tyrant, thou raign'&s;t in me,</L>
<L>Commanding and forbidding at one in&s;tant:</L>
<L>Why came I hither that de&s;ire to have</L>
<L>Onely all liberty, to make me happy?</L>
<L>Why did&s;t thou bring that yong man home, O <HI>&V;alentine,</HI></L>
<L>That vertuous youth, why did&s;t thou &s;peake his goodne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>In &s;uch a phra&s;e, as if all tongues, all prai&s;es</L>
<L>Were made for him? O fond and ignorant,</L>
<L>Why did&s;t thou fo&s;ter my affection</L>
<L>Till it grew up, to know no other father,</L>
<L>And then betray it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Can ye &s;ing?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, Mother,</L>
<L>My &s;orrowes onely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be gone, and to the Quire then.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Mu&s;icke &s;inging.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="7 recte [8]" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="44">
<HEAD>Scena &s;eptima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Michael and Servant, and Francis.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>HA'&s;t thou inquir'd him out?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>He's not at home &s;ir,</L>
<L>His &s;i&s;ter thinks he's gone to th' Nunnery,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mo&s;t likely: I'le away, an houre hence &s;irha,</L>
<L>Come you along with this yong gentleman,</L>
<L>Doe him all &s;ervice, and faire office.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes &s;ir.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="8 recte [9]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Octava.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas and Sam.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVHere ha&s;t thou been man?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is there nev'r a &s;hop open?</L>
<L>I'le give thee a paire of gloves <HI>Sam.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>What's the matter?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>What do'&s;t thou thinke?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art not married?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>By th' ma&s;&s;e but I am, all to be married,</L>
<L>I am i'th order now <HI>Sam.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>To whom prethee?</L>
<L>I thought there was &s;ome &s;uch trick in't, you &s;tole from me</L>
<L>But who, for heaven &s;ake?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ev'n the &s;weete&s;t woman,</L>
<L>The rare&s;t woman <HI>Samuel,</HI> and the lu&s;tie&s;t,</L>
<L>But wondrous hone&s;t, hone&s;t as the ice boy,</L>
<L>Not a bit before hand, for my life, &s;irha,</L>
<L>And of a lu&s;ty kindred.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>But who <HI>Hylas?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>The yong gentleman and I are like to be friends a|gaine,</L>
<PB REF="45">
<L>The fates will have it &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who, Mon&s;ieur <HI>Thomas?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>All wrongs forgot.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>O now I &s;mell ye <HI>Hylas.</HI></L>
<L>Do's he know of it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, ther's the tricke I owe hi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Tis done boy, we are fa&s;t faith, my youth now</L>
<L>Shall know I am aforehand, for his qualities.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is there no tricke in't?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>None, but up and ride boy:</L>
<L>I have made her no joynture neither, there I have paid him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>She's a brave wench.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>She &s;hall be, as I'le u&s;e her,</L>
<L>And if &s;he anger me, all his abu&s;es</L>
<L>I'le clap upon her Ca&s;&s;ocke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take heed <HI>Hylas,</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis pa&s;t that <HI>Sam,</HI> come, <HI>J</HI> mu&s;t meet her pre&s;ently,</L>
<L>And now &s;halt &s;ee me, a mo&s;t glorious husband.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="9 recte [10]" TYPE="scene">
<PB REF="45">
<HEAD>Scena Nona.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Dorothy, Mary, Valentine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>IN troth &s;ir, you never &s;poke to me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Can ye forget me?</L>
<L>Did not you promi&s;e all your helpe and cunning</L>
<L>In my behalfe, but for one houre to &s;ee her,</L>
<L>Did you not &s;weare it? by this hand, no &s;trictne&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Nor rule this hou&s;e holds, &s;hall by me, be broken.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;aw ye not the&s;e two dayes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Doe not wrong me,</L>
<L>I met ye, by my life, ju&s;t as you entred</L>
<L>This gentle Ladies Lodge la&s;t night, thus &s;uited</L>
<L>About eleven a clocke.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis true I was there,</L>
<L>But that I &s;aw or &s;poke to you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have found it,</L>
<L>Your brothor <HI>Thomas, Doll.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray &s;ir be &s;atisfi'd,</L>
<L>And wherein <HI>I</HI> can doe you good, command me,</L>
<L>What a mad foole is this? &s;tay here a while &s;ir,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t we walke in, and make your peace.
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Abbe&s;&s;e.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I thanke ye.
<STAGE>&s;queake within.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, what's the matter there among the&s;e Maids?</L>
<L>Now <HI>benedicite,</HI> have ye got the breeze there?</L>
<L>Give me my holly &s;princkle.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="46">
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> 2 <HI>Nun.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Nun</SPEAKER>
<L>O Madam, ther's a &s;trange thing like a gentlewoman,</L>
<L>Like Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Dorothy,</HI> I think the fiend</L>
<L>Crept in to th' Nunnery we know not which way,</L>
<L>Playes revell rowt among us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Give me my holy water pot.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Nun</SPEAKER>
<L>Here Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Spirit of earth or ayre, I do conjure thee,
<STAGE>&s;queake within</STAGE></L>
<L>Of water or of fire.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 Nun</SPEAKER>
<L>Harke Madam, hark.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be thou gho&s;t that cannot re&s;t: or a &s;hadow of the ble&s;t,</L>
<L>Be thou black, or white, or green, be thou heard, or to be &s;een</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Thomas and Cellide.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 Nun</SPEAKER>
<L>It comes, it comes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>What are ye? &s;peake, &s;peake gently,</L>
<L>And next, what would ye with me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Any thing you'l let me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are no woman certaine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nor you no Nun, nor &s;hall not be.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>What make ye here?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am a holy Fryer.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is this the Spirit?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing but &s;pirit Aunt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now out upon thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Peace, or I'le conjure too Aunt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why come you thus?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's all one, her's my purpo&s;e:</L>
<L>Out with this Nun, &s;he is too hand&s;ome for ye,</L>
<L>I'le tell thee (Aunt) and I &s;peake it with teares to thee,</L>
<L>If thou kept&s;t her here, as yet I hope thou art wi&s;er,</L>
<L>Mark but the mi&s;chiefe followes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>She is a Votre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let her be what &s;he will, &s;he will undoe thee,</L>
<PB REF="46">
<L>Let her but one houre out, as I direct ye,</L>
<L>Or have among your Nuns againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Abb.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have no project</L>
<L>But faire and hone&s;t?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>As thine eyes, &s;weet <HI>Abbe&s;&s;e,</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Abb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will be ruld then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thus then and per&s;wade her</L>
<L>But do not iuggle with me, if ye do Aunt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Abb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t be there my &s;elfe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tom.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away and fit her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Abb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come daughter, you mu&s;t now be rull'd, or never.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t obey your will.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Abb.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's my good daughter. <STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="10 recte [11]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Decima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Dorothy, and Mary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVHat a coyle has this Fellow kept i'th' Nunnery</L>
<L>Sure he has run the <HI>Abbe&s;&s;e</HI> out of her wits.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Do.</SPEAKER>
<L>Out of the Nunnery I think, for we can neither &s;ee her</L>
<L>Nor the yong <HI>Cellide.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray heavens he be not tea&s;ing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay you may thanke your &s;elfe, 'twas your owne &s;tructures.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas, and Sam.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why there's the gentlewoman,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mas tis &s;he indeed</L>
<L>How &s;mart the pretty theefe lookes? 'morrow Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good morrow to you &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="47">
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>How &s;trange &s;he beares it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Maids mu&s;t do &s;o, at fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would ye ought with us, gentlemen?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes marry would I</L>
<L>A little with your Ladi&s;hip.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your will &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Doll,</HI> I would have ye pre&s;ently prepare your &s;elfe</L>
<L>And tho&s;e things you would have with you,</L>
<L>For my hou&s;e is ready.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>How &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>And this night not to faile, you mu&s;t come to me,</L>
<L>My Friends will all be there too: For Trunks, &amp; tho&s;e things</L>
<L>And hou&s;hold &s;tuffe, and clothes you would have carried</L>
<L>To morrow, or the next day, ile take order:</L>
<L>Onely, What money you have, bring away with ye,</L>
<L>And Iewels:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Iewels &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>I, for adornement</L>
<L>There's a bed up, to play the game in, <HI>Dorothy,</HI></L>
<L>And now come ki&s;&s;e me heartily.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who are you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>This Lady &s;halbe welcome too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>To what &s;ir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your neighbour can re&s;olve ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>The man's fooli&s;h</L>
<L>Sir, you looke &s;oberly: who is this fellow,</L>
<L>And where's his bu&s;ine&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>By heaven, thou art abus'd &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>It may be &s;o: Come, ye may &s;peake now boldly</L>
<L>There's none but friends, Wench.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Came ye out of Bedlam?</L>
<L>Alas, tis ill &s;ir, that ye &s;uffer him</L>
<L>To walke in th' open ayre thus: 'twill undoe hlm.</L>
<L>A pretty han&s;ome gentleman: great pitty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let me not live more if thou be'&s;t not cozens,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Are not you my Wife? did not I marry you la&s;t night</L>
<L>At St. <HI>Michaels</HI> Chappell?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Did not I &s;ay he was mad?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="47">
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Are not you Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Dorothy, Thomas</HI> &s;i&s;ter?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>There he &s;peakes &s;ence, but ile a&s;&s;ure ye gentleman,</L>
<L>I think no Wife of yours: at what houre was it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>S' pretious; you'll make me mad; did not the Prie&s;t</L>
<L>Sir <HI>Hugh</HI> that you appointed, about twelve a clocke</L>
<L>Tye our hands fa&s;t? did not you &s;weare you lov'd me?</L>
<L>Did not I court ye, comming from this gentlewomans?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good &s;ir, goe &s;leepe: for if I credit have</L>
<L>She was in my armes, then, abed.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>I told ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be not &s;o confident.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>By th' mas, &s;he mu&s;t &s;ir.</L>
<L>For ile no husband here, before I know him:</L>
<L>And &s;o good morrow to ye: Come, let's goe &s;eeke'em.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>I told ye what ye had done.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is the devill &s;tirring?</L>
<L>Well, goe with me: for now I wilbe married.
<STAGE>Exeunt</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
<DIV3 N="11 recte [12]" TYPE="scene">
<HEAD>Scena Vndecima.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Michael, Valentine, and Alice.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Have brought him backe againe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have don a friend&s;hip</L>
<L>Worthy the love you beare me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would he had &s;o too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>O he's a worthy yong man.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>When al's tryde</L>
<L>I feare you'l change your faith: bring in the gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="48">
<STAGE>Enter Francis, and &s;ervant, and Abbe&s;&s;e, and Cellide, &s;everally.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>My happy Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e too: now Fortune helpe me,</L>
<L>And all you &s;tarres, that governe cha&s;t de&s;ires</L>
<L>Shinne faire, and lovely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Abb.</SPEAKER>
<L>But one houre, deere Daughter,</L>
<L>To heare your Guardian, what he can deliver</L>
<L>In Loves defence, and his: and then your plea&s;ure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>Though much unwilling, you have made me yeeld,</L>
<L>More for his &s;ake I &s;ee: how full of &s;orrow</L>
<L>Sweet catching &s;orrow, he appeares? O love,</L>
<L>That thou but knew'&s;t to heale, as well as hurt us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be ruld by me: I &s;ee her eye fa&s;t on him:</L>
<L>And what ye heard, beleeve, for tis &s;o certaine</L>
<L>He neither dar'd, nor mu&s;t oppo&s;e my evidence;</L>
<L>And be you wi&s;e, yong Lady, and beleeve too.</L>
<L>This man you love, Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>As I love my &s;oule, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>This man you put into a free po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion</L>
<L>Of what his wants could aske: or your &s;elfe render?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;hall do &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich</SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing was bard his libertie</L>
<L>But this faire Maide; that friend&s;hip fir&s;t was broken,</L>
<L>And you, and &s;he abus'd; next, (to my &s;orrow</L>
<L>So faire a forme &s;hould hide &s;o darke intentions,)</L>
<L>He hath him&s;elfe confes'd (my purpo&s;e being</L>
<L>Only to &s;top his Iourney, by that pollicy</L>
<L>Of laying fellony to his charge, to fright the Saylors)</L>
<L>Divers abu&s;es, done, thefts often practis'd,</L>
<L>Moneys, and Iewels too, and tho&s;e no trifles.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>O where have I be&s;trew'd my faith: in neither:</L>
<L>Let's in for ever now, there is vertue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay do not wonder at it, he &s;hall &s;ay it,</L>
<L>Are ye not guiltie thus?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes: O my Fortune.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<PB REF="48">
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>To give a proofe I &s;peake not enviou&s;ly</L>
<L>Looke here: do you know the&s;e Iewels.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cell.</SPEAKER>
<L>In, good Mother.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Thomas, Dorothy, and Mary: then Seba&s;ti|an and Launcelot.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>The&s;e Iewels; I have knowne.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have made brave &s;port.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ile make more, if I live Wench</L>
<L>Nay doe not looke on me: I care not for ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lan.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you &s;ee now plaine? that's Mi&s;tris <HI>Dorothy,</HI></L>
<L>And that's his Mi&s;tris.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Peace, let my joy worke ea&s;ely</L>
<L>Ha, boy: art there my boy: mine owne boy, <HI>Tom.</HI> boy,</L>
<L>Home <HI>Lance,</HI> and &s;trike a fre&s;h peece, of wine, the townes ours,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sure, I have knowne the&s;e Iewels.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>They are they, certaine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good heaven, that they were.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ile pawne my life on't</L>
<L>And this is he; Come hither Mi&s;tris <HI>Dorothy,</HI></L>
<L>And Mi&s;tris <HI>Mary:</HI> who do's that face looke like:</L>
<L>And view my brother well?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>In truth like him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Vpon my troth exceeding like,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be&s;hrew me,</L>
<L>But much: and maine re&s;emblance, both of face</L>
<L>And lineaments of body: now heaven grant it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>My brother's full of pa&s;&s;ion, I'le &s;peake to him.</L>
<PB REF="49">
<L>Now, as you are a gentleman, re&s;olve me,</L>
<L>Where did you get the&s;e jewels?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now I'le tell ye,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e blinde fortune yet may make me happy,</L>
<L>Of whom I had 'em, <HI>I</HI> have never heard yet,</L>
<L>But from my infancy, upon this arme</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> ever wore'em.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis <HI>Franci&s;co</HI> brother,</L>
<L>By heaven <HI>I</HI> ty'd 'em on: a little more &s;ir,</L>
<L>A little, little more, what parents have ye?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>None</L>
<L>That <HI>J</HI> know yet: the more my &s;tubborne fortune,</L>
<L>But as <HI>J</HI> heard a Merchant &s;ay that bred me,</L>
<L>Who, to my more affliction, di'de a poore man,</L>
<L>When <HI>J</HI> reach'd eighteen yeers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>What &s;aid that Merchant?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;aid, an infant, in the <HI>Genoway</HI> Galleyes.</L>
<L>But from what place he never could direct me.</L>
<L>I was taken in a &s;ea-fight, and from a Marriner,</L>
<L>Out of his manly pitty he redeem'd me.</L>
<L>He told me of a Nur&s;e that waited on me,</L>
<L>But &s;he, poore &s;oule, he &s;aid was killed.</L>
<L>A letter too, <HI>I</HI> had enclos'd within me,</L>
<L>To one <HI>Ca&s;tructio</HI> a Venetian Merchant,</L>
<L>To bring me up: the man, when yeers allow'd me,</L>
<L>And want of friends compell'd, <HI>I</HI> &s;ought, but found him</L>
<L>Long dead before, and all my hopes gone with him.</L>
<L>The wars was my retreat then, and my travell</L>
<L>In which <HI>I</HI> found this gentlemans free bounty,</L>
<L>For which, heaven recompenc'd him: now ye have all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>And all the worldly bli&s;&s;e that heaven can &s;end me,</L>
<L>And all my prayers and thanks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alice</SPEAKER>
<L>Down o' your knees, &s;ir,</L>
<L>For now you have found a father, and that father</L>
<L>That will not venture ye againe in Gallyes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mich.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis true, beleeve her &s;ir, and we all joy with ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>My be&s;t friend &s;till: my deere&s;t: now heaven ble&s;&s;e thee</L>
<L>And make me worthy of this benefit.</L>
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<L>Now my be&s;t Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now &s;ir, <HI>I</HI> come to ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ab.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no, let's in wench.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not for the world, now, Mother,</L>
<L>And thus &s;ir, all my &s;erviee <HI>I</HI> pay to you,</L>
<L>And all my love to him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>And may it pro&s;per,</L>
<L>Take her <HI>Franci&s;co:</HI> now no more yong <HI>Callidon,</HI></L>
<L>And love her deerely, for thy father do's &s;o.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Fra.</SPEAKER>
<L>May all hate &s;eek me el&s;e, and thus <HI>I</HI> &s;eale it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>&V;al.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing but mirth now, friends.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hylas and Sam,</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, <HI>I</HI> will finde him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>What doe all the&s;e here?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are a tru&s;ty husband,</L>
<L>And a hot lover too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay then, good morrow,</L>
<L>Now <HI>J</HI> perceive the knavery.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>J</HI> &s;till told ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stay, or I'le make ye &s;tay: come hither &s;i&s;ter,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why how now Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e <HI>Thomas?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Peace a little,</L>
<L>Thou would'&s;t faine have a wife?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not <HI>I,</HI> by no meanes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;halt have a wife, &amp; a fruitful wife, for <HI>I</HI> find<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="MURP" EXTENT="1 letter"> <HI>Hylas known &s;on agen.</HI></L>
<L>That <HI>I</HI> &s;hall never be able to bring thee children.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>A notable brave boy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I</HI> am very well &s;ir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;halt be better <HI>Hylas,</HI> thou ha&s;t 7 hundred pound a yeer,</L>
<L>And thou &s;halt make her 3 hundred joynture.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>No.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;halt boy, and &s;halt be&s;tow</L>
<L>Two hundred pound in clothes, looke on her,</L>
<L>A delicate lu&s;ty wench, &s;he has fifteen hundred,</L>
<L>And &s;ea&s;ible: &s;trike hands, or I'le &s;trike fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'l let me like?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Mar.</SPEAKER>
<L>He's a good hand&s;ome fellow,</L>
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<L>Play not the foole.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Strike, brother, <HI>Hylas</HI> quickly,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you can love me, well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you can plea&s;e me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Try that out &s;oon, I &s;ay, my brother <HI>Hylas.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sam.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take her, and u&s;e her well, &s;he's a brave gentlewoman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>You mu&s;t allow me another Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then you mu&s;t allow me another &s;ervant.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Hyl.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well, let's together then, a lu&s;ty kindred.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le give thee five hundred pound more for that word.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now &s;ir, for you &amp; I to make the fea&s;t full.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, not a bit, you are a vertuous Lady,</L>
<L>And love to live in contemplation.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come foole, I am friends now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>The foole &s;hall not ride ye,</L>
<L>There lye my woman, now my man againe,</L>
<L>And now for travell once more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'le bar that fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>And I next.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hold your &s;elfe contented: for I &s;ay I will travell,</L>
<L>And &s;o long I will travell, till I finde a father</L>
<L>That I never knew, and a wife that I never look'd for,</L>
<L>And a &s;tate without expectation,</L>
<L>So re&s;t you merry gentlemen.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall not</L>
<L>Vpon my faith, <HI>I</HI> love you now extremely,</L>
<L>And now J'le ki&s;&s;e ye.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>This will not doe it, Mi&s;tre&s;&s;e,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ma.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why when we are married, we'l doe more,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Seb.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's all boy,</L>
<L>The keyes of all <HI>I</HI> have, come, let's be merry,</L>
<L>For now <HI>I</HI> &s;ee thou art right.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Shall we to Church &s;traight?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now pre&s;ently, and there with nuptiall.</L>
<L>The holy Prie&s;t &s;hall make ye happy all.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tho.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away then, faire afore.
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
</DIV3>
</DIV2>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
<PB REF="50">
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