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 Bartholmew fayre : a comedie, acted in the yeare, 1614 by the Lady Elizabeths seruants, and then dedicated to King Iames, of most blessed memorie ; The diuell is an asse : a comedie acted in the yeare, 1616, by His Maiesties seruants ; The staple of newes : a comedie acted in the yeare, 1625, by His Maiesties seruants by the author, Beniamin Iohnson. Plays. Selections Diuell is an asse. Staple of newes. Jonson, Ben, 1573?-1637. [10], 88, [2], 93-170, 75, [1] p. Printed by I.B. for Robert Allot, and are to be sold at the signe of the Beare, in Pauls Church-yard, London : 1631. 1614

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BARTHOLMEW FAYRE : A COMEDIE , ACTED IN THE YEARE , 1614 . By the Lady ELIZABETHS SERVANTS . And then dedicated to King IAMES , of most Blessed Memorie ;

By the Author , BENIAMIN IOHNSON .

Si foret in terris , rideret Democritus : nam Spectaret populum ludis attentiùs ipsis , Vt sibi praebentem , mimo spectacula plura . Scriptores autem narrare putaret assello Fabellam surdo . Hor. lib. 2. Epist. 1.

LONDON , Printed by I. B. for ROBERT ALLOT , and are to be sold at the signe of the Beare , in Pauls Church-yard . 1631 .

THE PROLOGVE TO THE KINGS MAIESTY . YOur Maiesty is welcome to a Fayre ; Such place , such men , such language & such ware , You must expect : with these , the zealous noyse Of your lands Faction , scandaliz'd at toyes , As Babies , Hobby-horses , Puppet-playes , And such like rage , whereof the petulant wayes Your selfe haue knowne , and haue bin vext with long . These for your sport , without perticular wrong , Or iust complaint of any priuate man , ( Who of himselfe , or shall thinke well or can ) The Maker doth present : and hopes , to night To giue you for a Fayring , true delight .
THE PERSONS OF THE PLAY . IOHN LITTLE WIT . A Proctor . WIN LITTLE-WIT . His wife . DAME PURECRAFT . Her mother and a widdow . ZEAL-OF-THE-LAND BVSY . Her Suitor , a Banbury man . WIN-WIFE . His Riuall , a Gentleman . QVARLOVS . His companion , a Gamester . BARTHOLMEW COKES . An Esquire of Harrow . HVMPHREY WASPE . His man . ADAM OVER-DOO . A Iustice of Peace . DAME OVERDOO . His wife . GRACE WELBORNE . His Ward . LANT . LEATHERHEAD . A Hobbi-horse seller . IOANE TRASH . A Ginger-bread woman . EZECHIEL EDGWORTH . A Cutpurse . NIGHTINGALE . A Ballad-singer . VRSLA . A Pigge-woman . MOON-CALFE . Her Tapster . IORDAN KNOCK-HVM . A Horse-courser , and ranger o' Turnbull . VAL. CVTTING . A Roarer . CAPTAINE WHIT . A Bawd . PVNQVE ALICE . Mistresse o' the Game . TROVBLE-ALL . A Madman . WATCHMEN , three . COSTARD-monger . MOVSETRAP-man . CLOTHIER . WRESTLER . PORTERS . DOORE-KEEPERS . PVPPETS .
THE INDVCTION . ON THE STAGE . STAGE-KEEPER .

GEntlemen , haue a little patience , they are e'en vpon comming , instantly . He that should beginne the Play , Master Littlewit , the Proctor , has a stitch new falne in his black silk stocking ; 't will be drawn vp ere you can tell twenty . He playes one o' the Arches , that dwels about the Hospitall , and hee has a very pretty part . But for the whole Play , will you ha' the truth on 't ? ( I am looking , lest the Poet heare me , or his man , Master Broome , behind the Arras ) it is like to be a very conceited scuruy one , in plaine English . When 't comes to the Fayre , once : you were e'en as good goe to Virginia , for any thing there is of Smith-field . Hee has not hit the humors , he do's not know 'hem ; hee has not conuers'd with the Bartholmew-birds , as they say ; hee has ne're a Sword , and Buckler man in his Fayre , nor a little Dauy , to take toll o' the Bawds there , as in my time , nor a Kind-heart , if any bodies teeth should chance to ake in his Play . Nor a Iugler with a wel-educated Ape to come ouer the chaine , for the King of England , and backe againe for the Prince , and sit still on his arse for the Pope , and the King of Spaine ! None o 'these fine sights ! Nor has he the Canuas-cut ' ithe night , for a Hobby-horse-man to creepe into his she-neighbour , and take his leap , there ! Nothing ! No , and some writer ( that I know ) had had but the penning o' this matter , hee would ha' made you such a Iig-ajogge i' the boothes , you should ha' thought an earthquake had beene i' the Fayre ! But these Master-Poets , they will ha' their owne absurd courses ; they will be inform'd of nothing ! Hee has ( sirreuerence ) kick'd me three , or foure times about the Tyring-house , I thanke him , for but offering to putt in , with my experience . I 'le be iudg'd by you , Gentlemen , now , but for one conceit of mine ! would not a fine Pumpe vpon the Stage ha' done well , for a property now ? and a Punque set vnder vpon her head , with her Sterne vpward , and ha' beene sous'd by my wity young masters o' the Innes o' Court ? what thinke you o'th is for a shew , now ? hee will not heare o'th is ! I am an Asse ! I ! and yet I kept the Stage in Master Tarletons time , I thanke my starres . Ho! and that man had liu'd to haue play'd in Bartholmew Fayre , you should ha' seene him ha' come in , and ha' beene coozened i' the Cloath-quarter , so finely ! And Adams , the Rogue , ha leap'd and caper'd vpon him , and ha' dealt his vermine about , as though they had cost him nothing . And then a substantiall watch to ha' stolne in vpon 'hem , and taken 'hem away , with mistaking words , as the fashion is , in the Stage-practice .

Booke-holder : Scriuener . To him . Booke .

How now ? what rare discourse are you falne vpon ? ha ? ha' you found any familiars here , that you are so free ? what 's the businesse ?

Sta.

Nothing , but the vnderstanding Gentlemen on the ground here , ask'd my iudgement .

Booke .

Your iudgement , Rascall ? for what ? sweeping the Stage ? or gathering vp the broken Apples for the beares within ? Away Rogue , it 's come to a fine degree in these spectacles when such a youth as you pretend to a iudgement . And yet hee may , i' the most o'th is matter i'faith : For the Author hath writ it iust to his Meridian , and the Scale of the grounded Iudgements here , his Play-fellowes in wit . Gentlemen ; not for want of a Prologue , but by way of a new one , I am sent out to you here , with a Scriuener , and certaine Articles drawne out in hast betweene our Author , and you ; which if you please to heare , and as they appeare reasonable , to approue of ; the Play will follow presently . Read , Scribe , gi' me the Counterpaine .

Scr.

ARTICLES of Agreement , indented , between the Spectators or Hearers , at the Hope on the Bankeside , in the County of Surrey on the one party ; And the Author of Bartholmew Fayre in the said place , and County on the other party : the one and thirtieth day of Octob 1614. and in the twelfth yeere of the Raigne of our Soueragine Lord , IAMES by the grace of God King of England , France , & Ireland , Defender of the faith . And of Scotland the seauen and fortieth .

INPRIMIS , It is couenanted and agreed , by and betweene the parties abouesaid , and the said Spectators , and Hearers , aswell the curious and enuious , as the fauouring and iudicious , as also the grounded Iudgements and vnderstandings , doe for themselues seuerally Couenant , and agree to remaine in the places , their money or friends haue put them in , with patience , for the space of two houres and an halfe , and somewhat more . In which time the Author promiseth to present them by vs , with a new sufficient Play called BARTHOLMEW FAYRE , merry , and as full of noise , as sport : made to delight all , and to offend none . Prouided they haue either , the wit or the honesty to thinke well of themselues .

It is further agreed that euery person here , haue his or their free-will of censure , to like or dislike at their owne charge , the Author hauing now departed with his right : It shall bee lawfull for any man to iudge his six pen'orth his twelue pen'orth , so to his eighteene pence , 2. shillings , halfe a crowne , to the value of his place : Prouided alwaies his place get not aboue his wit . And if he pay for halfe a dozen , hee may censure for all them too , so that he will vndertake that they shall bee silent . Hee shall put in for Censures here , as they doe for lots at the lottery : mary if he drop but sixe pence at the doore , and will censure a crownes worth , it is thought there is no conscience , or iustice in that .

It is also agreed , that euery man heere , exercise his owne Iudgement , and not censure by Contagion , or vpon trust , from anothers voice , or face , that sits by him , be he neuer so first , in the Commission of Wit : As also , that hee bee fixt and settled in his censure , that what hee approues , or not approues to day , hee will doe the same to morrow , and if to morrow , the next day , and so the next weeke ( if neede be : ) and not to be brought about by any that sits on the Bench with him , though they indite , and arraigne Playes daily . Hee that will sweare , Ieronimo , or Andronicus are the best playes , yet , shall passe vnexcepted at , heere , as a man whose Iudgement shewes it is constant , and hath stood still , these fiue and twentie , or thirtie yeeres . Though it be an Ignorance , it is a vertuous and stay'd ignorance ; and next to truth , a confirm'd errour does well ; such a one the Author knowes where to finde him .

It is further couenanted , concluded and agreed , that how great soeuer the expectation bee , no person here , is to expect more then hee knowes , or better ware then a Fayre will affoord : neyther to looke backe to the sword and buckler-age of Smithfield , but content himselfe with the present . In stead of a little Dauy ; to take toll o' the Bawds , the Author doth promise a strutting Horse-courser , with a leere-Drunkard , two or three to attend him , in as good Equipage as you would wish . And then for Kinde-heart , the Tooth-drawer , a fine oyly Pig-woman with her Tapster , to bid you welcome , and a consort of Roarers for musique . A wise Iustice of Peace meditant , in stead of a Iugler , with an Ape . A ciuill Cutpurse searchant . A sweete Singer of new Ballads allurant : and as fresh an Hypocrite , as euer was broach'd rampant . If there bee neuer a Seruant-monster i' the Fayre ; who can helpe it ? he sayes ; nor a nest of Antiques ? Hee is loth to make Nature afraid in his Playes , like those that beget Tales , Tempests , and such like Drolleries , to mixe his head with other mens heeles ; let the concupisence of Iigges and Dances , raigne as strong as it will amongst you : yet if the Puppets will please any body , they shall be entreated to come in .

In consideration of which , it is finally agreed , by the foresaid hearers , and spectators , that they neyther in themselues conceale , nor suffer by them to be concealed any State-decipherer , or politique Picklocke of the Scene , so solemnly ridiculous , as to search out , who was meant by the Ginger-bread-woman , who by the Hobby-horse-man , who by the Costard-monger , nay , who by their Wares . Or that will pretend to affirme ( on his owne inspired ignorance ) what Mirror of Magistrates is meant by the Iustice , what great Lady by the Pigge-woman , what conceal'd States-man , by the Seller of Mouse-trappes , and so of the rest . But that such person , or persons so found , be left discouered to the mercy of the Author , as a forfeiture to the Stage , and your laughter , aforesaid . As also , such as shall so desperately , or ambitiously , play the foole by his place aforesaid , to challenge the Author of scurrilitie , because the language some where sauours of Smithfield , the Booth , and the Pig-broath , or of prophanenesse , because a Mad-man cryes , God quit you , or blesse you . In witnesse whereof , as you haue preposterously put to your Seales already ( which is your money ) you will now adde the other part of suffrage , your hands , The Play shall presently begin . And though the Fayre be not kept in the same Region , that some here , perhaps , would haue it , yet thinke that therein the Author hath obseru'd a speciall Decorum , the place being as durty as Smithfield , and as stinking euery whit .

Howsoeuer , hee prayes you to beleeue , his Ware is still the same , else you will make him iustly suspect that hee that is so loth to looke on a Baby , or an Hobby-horse , heere , would bee glad to take vp a Commodity of them , at any laughter , or losse , in another place .

BARTHOLMEW FAYRE .
ACT. I. SCENE . I. LITTLE-WIT . To him WIN.

A Pretty conceit , and worth the finding ! I ha' such lucke to spinne out these fine things still , and like a Silke-worme , out of my selfe . Her 's Master Bartholomew Cokes , of Harrow o' th hill , i' th County of Middlesex , Esquire , takes forth his Licence , to marry Mistresse Grace Wel-borne of the said place and County : and when do's hee take it foorth ? to day ! the foure and twentieth of August ! Bartholmew day ! Bartholmew vpon Bartholmew ! there 's the deuice ! who would haue mark'd such a leap-frogge chance now ? A very lesse then Ames-ace , on two Dice ! well , goe thy wayes Iohn Little-wit , Proctor Iohn Little-wit : One o' the pretty wits o' Pauls , the Little wit of London ( so thou art call'd ) and some thing beside . When a quirk , or a quiblin do's scape thee , and thou dost not watch , and apprehend it , and bring it afore the Constable of conceit : ( there now , I speake quib too ) let 'hem carry thee out o' the Archdeacons Court , into his Kitchin , and make a Iack of thee , in stead of a Iohn . ( There I am againe la ! ) Win , Good morrow , Win . I marry Win ! Now you looke finely indeed , Win ! this Cap do's conuince ! youl 'd not ha' worne it , Win , nor ha' had it veluet , but a rough countrey Beauer , with a copper-band , like the Conney-skinne woman of Budge-row ? Sweete Win , let me kisse it ! And. her fine high shooes , like the Spanish Lady ! Good Win , goe a litle I would faine see thee pace , pretty Win ! By this fine Cap , I could neuer leaue kissing on 't .

WIN.

Come , indeede la , you are such a foole , still !

LITT.

No , but halfe a one , Win , you are the tother halfe : man and wife make one foole , Win . ( Good ! ) Is there the Proctor , or Doctor indeed , i' the Diocesse , that euer had the fortune to win him such a Win ! ( There I am againe ! ) I doe feele conceits comming vpon mee , more then I am able to turne tongue too . A poxe o these pretenders , to wit ! your Three Cranes , Miter , and Mermaid men ! Not a corne of true salt , nor a graine of right mustard amongst them all . They may stand for places or so , againe the next Wit fall , and pay two pence in a quart more for their Canary , then other men . But gi' mee the man , can start vp a Iustice of Wit out of six-shillings beare , and giue the law to all the Poets , and Poet-suckers i' Towne , because they are the Players Gossips ? 'Slid , other men haue wiues as fine as the Players , and as well drest . Come hither , Win .

ACT. I. SCENE . IJ. WIN-WIFE . LITTLEWIT . WIN.

WHy , how now Master Little-wit ! measuring of lips ? or molding of kisses ? which is it ?

LITT.

Troth I am a little taken with my Wins dressing here ! Do'st not fine Master Win-wife ? How doe you apprehend , Sir ? Shee would not ha' worne this habit . I challenge all Cheapside , to shew such another : Morefields , Pimlico path , or the Exchange , in a sommer euening , with a Lace to boot as this has . Deare Win , let Master Win-wife kisse you . Hee comes a wooing to our mother Win , and may be our father perhaps , Win . There 's no harme in him , Win .

WIN-W.

None i' the earth , Master Little-wit .

LITT.

I enuy no man , my delicates , Sir .

WIN-W.

Alas , you ha' the garden where they grow still ! A wife heere with a Strawbery-breath , Chery-lips , Apricot-cheekes , and a soft veluet head , like a Melicotion .

LITT.

Good y'faith ! now dulnesse vpon mee , that I had not that before him , that I should not light on 't , as well as he ! Veluet head !

WIN-W.

But my taste , Master Little-wit , tends to fruict of a later kinde : the sober Matron , your wiues mother .

LITT.

I ! wee know you are a Suitor , Sir . Win , and I both , wish you well : by this Licence here , would you had her , that your two names were as fast in it , as here are a couple . Win would faine haue a fine young father i' law , with a fether : that her mother might hood it , and chaine it , with Mistris Ouer-doo . But , you doe not take the right course , Master Win-wife .

WIN-W.

No ? Master Litle-wit , why ?

LIT.

You are not madde enough .

WIN-W.

How ? Is madnesse a right course ?

LIT.

I say nothing , but I winke vpon Win . You haue a friend , one ( Master Quarlous ) comes here some times ?

WIN-W.

Why ? he makes no loue to her , do's he ?

LIT.

Not a tokenworth that euer I saw , I assure you , But —

WIN-W.

What ?

LIT.

He is the more Mad-cap o' the two . You doe not apprehend mee .

WIN.

You haue a hot coale i' your mouth , now , you cannot hold .

LIT.

Let mee out with it , deare Win .

WIN.

I 'll tell him my selfe .

LIT.

Doe , and take all the thanks , and much do good thy pretty heart , Win .

WIN.

Sir , my mother has had her natiuity-water cast lately by the Cunning men in Cowslane , and they ha' told her her fortune , and doe ensure her , shee shall neuer haue happy houre ; vnlesse shee marry within this sen'night , and when it is , it must be a Madde-man , they say .

LIT.

I , but it must be a Gentle-man Mad-man .

WIN.

Yes , so the tother man of More-fields sayes .

WIN-W.

But do's shee beleeue 'hem ?

LIT.

Yes , and ha's beene at Bedlem twice since , euery day , to enquire if any Gentleman be there , or to come there , mad !

WIN-W.

Why , this is a confederacy , a meere piece of practice vpon her , by these Impostors ?

LIT.

I tell her so ; or else say I , that they meane some young . Madcap-Gentleman ( for the diuell can equiuocate , as well as a Shop-keeper ) and therefore would I aduise you , to be a little madder , then Master Quarlous , hereafter .

WIN.

Where is shee ? stirring yet ?

LIT.

Stirring ! Yes , and studying an old Elder , come from Banbury , a Suitor that puts in heere at meale-tyde , to praise the painefull brethren , or pray that the sweet singers may be restor'd ; Sayes a grace as long as his breath lasts him ! Some time the spirit is so strong with him , it gets quite out of him , and then my mother , or Win , are faine to fetch it againe with Malmesey , or Aqua coelestis .

WIN.

Yes indeed , we haue such a tedious life with him for his dyet , and his clothes too , he breaks his buttons , and cracks seames at euery saying he sobs out .

IOH.

He cannot abide my Vocation , he sayes .

WIN.

No , he told my mother , a Proctor was a claw of the Beast , and that she had little lesse then committed abomination in marrying me so as she ha's done .

IOH.

Euery line ( he sayes ) that a Proctor writes , when it comes to be read in the Bishops Court , is a long blacke hayre , kemb'd out of the tayle of Anti-Christ .

WIN-W.

When came this Proselyte ?

IOH.

Some three dayes since .

ACT. I. SCENE . IIJ. QVARLOVS , IOHN , WIN , WIN-WIFE .

O Sir , ha' you tane soyle , here ? it 's well , a man may reach you , after 3. houres running , yet ! what an vnmercifull companion art thou , to quit thy lodging , at such vngentle manly houres ? None but a scatterd couey of Fidlers , or one of these Rag-rakers in dung-hills , or some Marrow-bone man at most , would haue beene vp , when thou wert gone abroad , by all description . I pray thee what aylest thou , thou canst not sleepe ? hast thou Thornes i' thy eye-lids , or Thistles i' thy bed .

WIN-W.

I cannot tell : It seemes you had neither i' your feet ; that tooke this paine to finde me .

QVAR.

No , and I had , all the Lime-hounds o' the City should haue drawne after you , by the sent rather , Mr Iohn Little-wit ! God saue you , Sir . 'T was a hot night with some of vs , last night , Iohn : shal we pluck a hayre o' the same Wolfe , to day , Proctor Iohn ?

IOH.

Doe you remember Master Quarlous , what wee discourst on , last night ?

QVAR.

Not I , Iohn : nothing that I eyther discourse or doe , at those times I forfeit all to forgetfulnesse .

IOH.

No ? not concerning Win , looke you : there shee is , and drest as I told you she should be : harke you Sir , had you forgot ?

QVAR.

By this head , I 'le beware how I keepe you company , Iohn , when I drunke , and you haue this dangerous memory ! that 's certaine .

IOH.

Why Sir ?

QVAR.

Why ? we were all a little stain'd last night , sprinckled with a cup or two , and I agreed with Proctor Iohn heere , to come and doe somewhat with Win ( I know not what 't was ) to day ; and he puts mee in minde on 't , now ; hee sayes hee was comming to fetch me : before Truth , if you haue that fearefull quality , Iohn , to remember , when you are sober , Iohn , what you promise drunke , Iohn ; I shall take heed of you , Iohn . For this once , I am content to winke at you , where 's your wife ? come hither Win . ( He kisseth her .

WIN.

Why , Iohn ! doe you see this , Iohn ? looke you ! helpe me , Iohn .

IOH.

O Win , fie , what do you meane , Win ! Be womanly , Win ; make an outcry to your mother , Win ? Master Quarlous is an honest Gentleman , and our worshipfull good friend , Win : and he is Master Winwifes friends , too : And Master Win-wife comes a Suitor to your mother Win ; as I told you before , Win , and may perhaps , be our Father , Win , they 'll do you no harme , Win , they are both our worshipfull good friends . Master Quarlous ! you must know Mr. Quarlous , Win ; you must not quarrell with Master Quarlous , Win .

QVAR.

No , wee 'll kisse againe and fall in .

IOH.

Yes , doe good Win .

WIN.

Y'faith you are a foole , Iohn .

IOH.

A Foole-Iohn she calls me , doe you marke that , Gentlemen ? pretty littlewit of veluet ! a foole-Iohn !

QVAR.

She may call you an Apple-Iohn , if you vse this .

WIN-W.

Pray thee forbeare , for my respect somewhat .

QVAR.

Hoy-day ! how respectiue you are become o' the sudden ! I feare this family will turne you reformed too , pray you come about againe . Because she is in possibility to be your daughter in law , and may aske you blessing hereafter , when she courts it to Totnam to eat creame . Well , I will forbeare , Sir , but i'faith , would thou wouldst leaue thy exercise of widdow-hunting once ! this drawing after an old reuerend Smocke by the splay-foote : There cannot be an ancient Tripe or Trillibub i' the Towne , but thou art straight nosing it , and 't is a fine occupation thou 'lt confine thy selfe to , when thou ha'st got one ; scrubbing a piece of Buffe , as if thou hadst the perpetuity of Pannyer-alley to stinke in ; or perhaps , worse , currying a carkasse , that thou hast bound thy selfe to aliue . I 'll be sworne , some of them , ( that thou art , or hast beene a Suitor to ) are so old , as no chast or marryed pleasure can euer become 'hem : the honest Instrument of procreation , has ( forty yeeres since ) left to belong to 'hem , thou must visit 'hem , as thou wouldst doe a Tombe , with a Torch , or three hand-fulls of Lincke , flaming hot , and so thou maist hap to make 'hem feele thee , and after , come to inherit according to thy inches . A sweet course for a man to waste the brand of life for , to be still raking himselfe a fortune in an old womans embers ; we shall ha' thee after thou hast beene but a moneth marryed to one of 'hem , looke like the quartane ague , and the black Iaundise met in a face , and walke as if thou had'st borrow'd legges of a Spinner , and voyce of a Cricket . I would endure to heare fifteene Sermons a weeke for her , and such course , and lowd one's , as some of 'hem must be ; I would een desire of Fate , I might dwell in a drumme , and take in my sustenance , with an old broken Tobacco-pipe and a Straw . Dost thou euer thinke to bring thine eares or stomack , to the patience of a drie grace , as long as thy Tablecloth ? and droan'd out by thy sonne , here , ( that might be thy father ; ) till all the meat o' thy board has forgot , it was that day i' the Kitchin ? Or to brooke the noise made , in a question of Predestination , by the good labourers and painefull eaters , assembled together , put to 'hem by the Matron , your Spouse ; who moderates with a cup of wine , euer and anone , and a Sentence out of Knoxe between ? or the perpetuall spitting , before , and after a sober drawne exhortation of six houres , whose better part was the hum-hahum ? Or to heare prayers groan'd out , ouer thy iron-chests , as if they were charmes to breake 'hem ? And all this for the hope of two Apostle-spoones , to suffer ! and a cup to eate a cawdle in ! For that will be thy legacy . She 'll ha' conuey'd her state , safe enough from thee , an' she be a right widdow .

WIN.

Alasse , I am quite off that sent now .

QVAR.

How so ?

WINW.

Put off by a Brother of Banbury , one , that , they say , is come heere , and gouernes all , already .

QVAR.

What doe you call him ? I knew diuers of those Banburians when I was in Oxford .

WIN-W.

Master Little-wit can tell vs .

IOH.

Sir ! good Win , goe in , and if Master Bartholmew Cokes - his man come for the Licence : ( the little old fellow ) let him speake with me ; what say you , Gentlemen ?

WIN-W.

What call you the Reuerend Elder ? you told me of ? your Banbury-man .

IOH.

Rabbi Busy , Sir , he is more then an Elder , he is a Prophet , Sir .

QVAR.

O , I know him ! a Baker , is he not ?

IOH.

Hee was a Baker , Sir , but hee do's dreame now , and see visions , hee has giuen ouer his Trade .

QVAR.

I remember that too : out of a scruple hee tooke , that ( in spic'd conscience ) those Cakes hee made , were seru'd to Bridales , May-poles , Morrisses , and such prophane feasts and meetings ; his Christen-name is Zeale-of-the-land .

IOH.

Yes , Sir , Zeale-of-the-land Busye .

WIN-W.

How , what a name 's there !

IOH.

O , they haue all such names , Sir ; he was Witnesse , for Win , here , ( they will not be call'd God-fathers ) and nam'd her Winne-the-fight , you thought her name had beene Winnifred , did you not ?

WIN-W.

I did indeed .

IOH.

Hee would ha' thought himselfe a starke Reprobate , if it had .

QVAR.

I , for there was a Blew-starch-woman o' the name , at the same time . A notable hypocriticall vermine it is ; I know him . One that stands vpon his face , more then his faith , at all times ; Euer in seditious motion , and reprouing for vaine-glory : of a most lunatique conscience , and splene , and affects the violence of Singularity in all he do's : ( He has vndone a Grocer here , in New-gate-market , that broke with him , trusted him with Currans , as errant a Zeale as he , that 's by the way : by his profession , hee will euer be i' the state of Innocence , though ; and child-hood ; derides all Antiquity ; defies any other Learning , then Inspiration ; and what discretion soeuer , yeeres should afford him , it is all preuented in his Originall ignorance ; ha' not to doe with him : for hee is a fellow of a most arrogant , and inuincible dulnesse , I assure you ; who is this ?

ACT. I. SCENE . IIIJ. WASPE . IOHN . WIN-WIFE . QVARLOVS .

BY your leaue , Gentlemen , with all my heart to you : and god you good morrow ; Mr Little-wit , my businesse is to you . Is this Licence ready ?

IOH.

Heere , I ha' it for you , in my hand , Master Humphrey .

WAS.

That 's well , nay , neuer open , or read it to me , it 's labour in vaine , you know . I am no Clearke , I scorne to be sau'd by my booke , i'faith I 'll hang first ; fold it vp o' your word and gi' it mee ; what must you ha' for 't ?

IOH.

We 'll talke of that anon , Master Humphrey .

WAS.

Now , or not at all , good Mr Proctor , I am for no anon's , I assure you .

IOH.

Sweet Win , bid Salomon send mee the little blacke boxe within , in my study .

WAS.

I , quickly , good Mistresse , I pray you : for I haue both egges o' the Spit , and yron i' the fire , say , what you must haue , good Mr Little-wit .

IOH.

Why , you know the price , Mr Numps .

WAS.

I know ? I know nothing . I , what tell you mee of knowing ? ( now I am in hast ) Sir , I do not know , and I will not know , and I scorne to know , and yet , ( now I think on 't ) I will , and do know , as well as another ; you must haue a Marke for your thing here , and eight pence for the boxe ; I could ha' sau'd two pence i'th at , an' I had bought it my selfe , but heere 's foureteene shillings for you . Good Lord ! how long your little wife staies ! pray God , Salomon , your Clerke , be not looking i' the wrong boxe , Mr Proctor .

IOH.

Good i'faith ! no , I warrant you , Salomon is wiser then so , Sir .

WAS.

Fie , fie , fie , by your leaue Master Little-wit , this is scuruy , idle , foolish and abominable , with all my heart ; I doe not like it .

WIN-W.

Doe you heare ? Iacke Little-wit , what businesse do's thy pretty head thinke , this fellow may haue , that he keepes such a coyle with ?

QVAR.

More then buying of ginger-bread i' the Cloyster , here , ( for that wee allow him ) or a guilt pouch i' the Fayre ?

IOH.

Master Quarlous , doe not mistake him : he is his Masters both-hands , I assure you .

QVAR.

What ? to pull on his boots , a mornings , or his stockings , do's hee ?

IOH.

Sir , if you haue a minde to mocke him , mocke him softly , and looke to'ther way : for if hee apprehend you flout him , once , he will flie at you presently . A terrible testie old fellow , and his name is Waspe too .

QVAR.

Pretty Insect ! make much on him .

WAS.

A plague o'th is boxe , and the poxe too , and on him that made it , and her that went for 't , and all that should ha' sought it , sent it , or brought it ! doe you see , Sir ?

IOH.

Nay , good Mr Waspe .

WAS.

Good Master Hornet , turd i' your teeth , hold you your tongue ; doe not I know you ? your father was a Pothecary , and sold glisters , more then hee gaue , I wusse : and turd i' your little wiues teeth too ( heere she comes ) 't will make her spit as fine as she is , for all her veluet-custerd on her head , Sir .

IOH.

O! be ciuill Master Numpes .

WAS.

Why , say I haue a humour not to be ciuill ; how then ? who shall compell me ? you ?

IOH.

Here is the boxe , now .

WAS.

Why a pox o' your boxe , once againe : let your little wife stale in it , and she will . Sir , I would haue you to vnderstand , and these Gentlemen too , if they please —

WIN-W.

With all our hearts . Sir .

WAS.

That I haue a charge . Gentlemen .

IOH.

They doe apprehend , Sir .

WAS.

Pardon me , Sir , neither they nor you , can apprehend mee , yet . ( you are an Asse ) I haue a young Master , hee is now vpon his making and marring ; the whole care of his well doing , is now mine . His foolish scholemasters haue done nothing , but runne vp and downe the Countrey with him , to beg puddings , and cake-bread , of his tennants , and almost spoyled him , he has learn'd nothing , but to sing catches , and repeat rattle bladder rattle , and O , Madge . I dare not let him walke alone , for feare of learning of vile tunes , which hee will sing at supper , and in the sermon-times ! if hee meete but a Carman i' the streete , and I finde him not talke to keepe him off on him , hee will whistle him , and all his tunes ouer , at night in his sleepe ! he has a head full of Bees ! I am faine now ( for this little time I am absent ) to leaue him in charge with a Gentlewoman ; 'T is true , shee is A Iustice of Peace his wife , and a Gentlewoman o' the hood , and his naturall sister : But what may happen , vnder a womans gouernment , there 's the doubt . Gentlemen , you doe not know him : hee is another manner of peece then you think for ! but nineteen yeere old , and yet hee is taller then either of you , by the head , God blesse him .

QVAR.

Well , mee thinkes , this is a fine fellow !

WIN-W.

He has made his Master a finer by this description , I should thinke .

QVAR.

'Faith , much about one , it 's crosse and pile , whether for a new farthing .

WAS.

I 'll tell you Gentlemen —

IOH.

Will 't please you drinke , Master Waspe ?

WAS.

Why , I ha' not talk't so long to be drie , Sir , you see no dust or cobwebs come out o' my mouth : doe you ? you 'ld ha' me gone , would you ?

IOH.

No , but you were in hast e'en now , Mr Numpes .

WAS.

What an' I were ? so I am still , and yet I will stay too ; meddle you with your match , your Win , there , she has as little wit , as her husband it seemes : I haue others to talke to .

IOH.

She 's my match indeede , and as little wit as I , Good !

WAS.

We ha' bin but a day and a halfe in towne , Gentlemen , 't is true , and yester day i' the afternoone , we walk'd London , to shew the City to the Gentlewoman , he shall marry , Mistresse Grace ; but , afore I will endure such another halfe day , with him , I 'll be drawne with a good Gib-cat , through the great pond at home , as his vncle Hodge was ! why , we could not meet that heathen thing , all day , but stayd him : he would name you all the Signes ouer , as hee went , aloud : and where hee spi'd a Parrat , or a Monkey , there hee was pitch'd , with all the littl-long-coats about him , male and female ; no getting him away ! I thought he would ha' runne madde o' the blacke boy in Bucklers-bury , that takes the scury , roguy tobacco , there .

IOH.

You say true , Master Numpes : there 's such a one indeed .

WAS.

It 's no matter , whether there be , or no , what 's that to you ?

QVAR.

He will not allow of Iohn's reading at any hand ,

ACT. I. SCENE . V. COKES . Mistris OVER-DOO . WASPE . GRACE. QVARLOVS . WIN-WIFE . IOHN . WIN.

O Numpes ! are you here Numpes ? looke where I am , Numpes ! and Mistris Grace , too ! nay , doe not looke angerly , Numpes : my Sister is heere , and all , I doe not come without her .

WAS.

What , the mischiefe , doe you come with her ? or shee with you ?

COK.

We came all to seeke you , Numpes .

WAS.

To seeke mee ? why , did you all thinke I was lost ? or runne away with your foureteene shillings worth of small ware , here ? or that I had chang'd it i' the Fayre , for hobby-horses ? S'pretious — to seeke me !

OVER.

Nay , good Mr Numpes , doe you shew discretion , though he bee exorbitant , ( as Mr Ouer-doo saies , ) and 't be but for conseruation of the peace .

WAS.

Mary gip , goody she-Iustice , Mistris French-hood ! turd i' your teeth ; and turd i' your French-hoods teeth , too , to doe you seruice , doe you see ? must you quote your Adam to me ! you thinke , you are Madam Regent still , Mistris Ouer-doo ; when I am in place ? no such matter , I assure you , your raigne is out , when I am in , Dame .

OVER.

I am content to be in abeyance , Sir , and be gouern'd by you ; so should hee too , if he did well ; but 't will be expected , you should also gouerne your passions .

WAS.

Will 't so forsooth ? good Lord ! how sharpe you are ! with being at Bet'lem yesterday ? Whetston has set an edge vpon you , has hee ?

OVER.

Nay , if you know not what belongs to your dignity : I doe , yet , to mine .

WAS.

Very well , then .

COK.

Is this the Licence , Numpes ? for Loues sake , let me see 't . I neuer saw a Licence .

WAS.

Did you not so ? why , you shall not see 't , then .

COK.

An' you loue mee , good Numpes .

WAS.

Sir , I loue you , and yet I do not loue you , i' these fooleries , set your heart at rest ; there 's nothing in 't , but hard words : and what would you see 't for ?

COK.

I would see the length and the breadth on 't , that 's all ; and I will see 't now , so I will .

WAS.

You sha' not see it , heere .

COK.

Then I 'll see 't at home , and I 'll looke vpo' the case heere .

WAS.

Why , doe so , a man must giue way to him a little in trifles : Gentlemen . These are errors , diseases of youth : which he will mend , when he comes to iudgement , and knowledge of matters . I pray you conceiue so , and I thanke you . And I pray you pardon him , and I thanke you againe .

QVAR.

Well , this dry-nurse , I say still , is a delicate man .

WIN-W.

And I , am , for the Cosset , his charge ! Did you euer see a fellowes face more accuse him for an Asse ?

QVAR.

Accuse him ? it confesses him one without accusing . What pitty 't is yonder wench should marry such a cokes ?

WIN-W.

'T is true .

QVAR.

Shee seemes to be discreete , and as sober as shee is handsome .

WIN-W.

I , and if you marke her , what a restrain'd scorne she casts vpon all his behauiour , and speeches ?

COK.

Well , Numpes , I am now for another piece of businesse more , the Fayre , Numpes , and then —

WAS.

Blesse me ! deliuer me , helpe , hold mee ! the Fayre !

COK.

Nay , neuer fidge vp and downe , Numpes , and vexe it selfe . I am resolute Bartholmew , in this ; I l'e make no suite on 't to you ; 't was all the end of my iourney , indeed , to shew Mistris Grace my Fayre : I call 't my Fayre , because of Bartholmew : you know my name is Bartholmew , and Bartholmew Fayre .

IOH.

That was mine afore , Gentlemen : this morning . I had that i'faith , vpon his Licence , beleeue me , there he comes , after me .

QVAR.

Come , Iohn , this ambitious wit of yours , ( I am afraid ) will doe you no good i' the end .

IOH.

No ? why Sir ?

QVAR.

You grow so insolent with it , and ouerdoing , Iohn : that if you looke not to it , and tie it vp , it will bring you to some obscure place in time , and there 't will leaue you .

WIN-W.

Doe not trust it too much , Iohn , be more sparing , and vse it , but now and then ; a wit is a dangerous thing , in this age ; doe not ouer buy it .

IOH.

Thinke you so , Gentlemen ? I 'll take heed on 't , hereafter .

WIN.

Yes , doe Iohn .

COK.

A prety little soule , this same Mistris Little-wit ! would I might marry her .

GRA.

So would I , or any body else , so I might scape you ,

COK.

Numps , I will see it , Numpes , 't is decreed : neuer be melancholy for the matter .

WAS.

Why , see it , Sir , see it , doe see it ! who hinders you ? why doe you not goe see it ? 'Slid see it .

COK.

The Fayre , Numps , the Fayre .

WAS.

Would the Fayre and all the Drums , and Rattles in 't , were i' your belly for mee : they are already i' your braine : he that had the meanes to trauell you head , now , should meet finer sights then any are i' the Fayre ; and make a finer voyage on 't ; to see it all hung with cockle-shels , pebbles , fine wheat-strawes , and here and there a chicken's feather , and a cob-web .

QVAR.

Goodfaith , hee lookes , me thinkes an' you marke him , like one that were made to catch flies , with his Sir Cranion-legs .

WIN-W.

And his Numpes , to flap 'hem away .

WAS.

God , be w 'you , Sir , there 's your Bee in a box , and much good doo 't , you .

COK.

Why , your friend , and Bartholmew ; an' you be so contumacious .

QVAR.

What meane you , Numpes ?

WAS.

I 'll not be guilty , I , Gentlemen .

OVER.

You will not let him goe , Brother , and loose him ?

COK.

Who can hold that will away ? I had rather loose him then the Fayre , I wusse .

WAS.

You doe not know the inconuenience , Gentlemen , you perswade to : nor what trouble I haue with him in these humours . If he goe to the Fayre , he will buy of euery thing , to a Baby there ; and houshold-stuffe for that too . If a legge or an arme on him did not grow on , hee would lose it i' the presse . Pray heauen I bring him off with one stone ! And then he is such a Rauener after fruite ! you will not beleeue what a coyle I had , t'other day , to compound a businesse betweene a Katerne-peare-woman , and him , about snatching ! 't is intolerable , Gentlemen .

WIN-W.

O! but you must not leaue him , now , to these hazards , Numpes .

WAS.

Nay , hee knowes too well , I will not leaue him , and that makes him presume : well , Sir , will you goe now ? if you haue such an itch i' your feete , to foote it to the Fayre , why doe you stop , am I your Tarriars ? goe , will you goe ? Sir , why doe you not goe ?

COK.

O Numps ! haue I brought you about ? come Mistresse Grace , and Sister , I am resolute Batt , i'faith , still .

GRA.

Truely , I haue no such fancy to the Fayre ; nor ambition to see it ; there 's none goes thither of any quality or fashion .

COK.

O Lord , Sir ! you shall pardon me , Mistris Grace , we are inow of our selues to make it a fashion : and for qualities , let Numps alone , he 'l finde qualities .

QVAR.

What a Rogue in apprehension is this ! to vnderstand her language no better .

WIN-W.

I , and offer to marry to her ? well , I will leaue the chase of my widdow , for to day , and directly to the Fayre . These flies 〈…〉 this hot season , but engender vs excellent creeping sport . 〈…〉 man that has but a spoone full of braine , would think so Farewell , Iohn .

IOH.

Win , you see , 't is in fashion , to goe to the Fayre , Win : we must to the Fayre too , you , and I , Win . I haue an affaire i' the Fayre , Win , a Puppet-play of mine owne making , say nothing , that I writ for the motion man , which you must see , Win .

WIN.

I would I might Iohn , but my mother will neuer consent to such a prophane motion : she will call it .

IOH.

Tut , we 'll haue a deuice , a dainty one ; ( Now , Wit , helpe at a pinch , good Wit come , come , good Wit , and 't be thy will . ) I haue it , Win , I haue it 'ifaith , and 't is a fine one . Win , long to eate of a Pigge , sweet Win , i' the Fayre ; doe you see ? i' the heart o' the Fayre ; not at Pye-Corner . Your mother will doe any thing , Win , to satisfie your longing , you know , pray thee long , presently , and be sicke o' the sudden , good Win . I 'll goe in and tell her , cut thy lace i' the meane time , and play the Hypocrite , sweet Win .

WIN.

No , I 'll not make me vnready for it . I can be Hypocrite enough , though I were neuer so straight lac'd .

IOH.

You say true , you haue bin bred i' the family , and brought vp to 't . Our mother is a most elect Hypocrite , and has maintain'd us all this seuen yeere with it , like Gentle-folkes .

WIN.

I , Let her alone , Iohn , she is not a wise wilfull widdow for nothing , nor a sanctified sister for a song . And let me alone too , I ha' somewhat o' the mother in me , you shall see , fetch her , fetch her , ah , ah .

ACT. I. SCENE . VI. PVRECRAFT . WIN. IOHN . BVSY. SALOMON .

NOw , the blaze of the beauteous discipline , fright away this euill from our house ! how now Win-the-fight , Child : how do you ? Sweet child , speake to me .

WIN.

Yes , forsooth .

PVR.

Looke vp , sweet Win-the-fight , and suffer not the enemy to enter you at this doore , remember that your education has bin with the purest , what polluted one was it , that nam'd first the vncleane beast , Pigge , to you , Child ?

WIN.

( Vh , vh . )

IOH.

Not I , o' my sincerity , mother : she long'd aboue three houres , ere she would let me know it ; who was it Win ?

WIN.

A prophane blacke thing with a beard , Iohn .

PVR.

O! resist it , Win-the-fight , it is the Tempter , the wicked Tempter , you may know it by the fleshly motion of Pig , be strong against it , and it's foule temptations , in these assaults , whereby it broacheth flesh and blood , as it were , on the weaker side , and pray against it's carnall prouocations , good child , sweet child , pray .

IOH.

Good mother , I pray you ; that she may eate some Pigge , and her belly full , too ; and doe not you cast away your owne child , and perhaps one of mine , with your tale of the Tempter : how doe you , Win ? Are you not sicke ?

WIN.

Yes , a great deale , Iohn , ( vh , vh . )

PVR.

What shall we doe ? call our zealous brother Busy hither , for his faithfull fortification in this charge of the aduersary ; child , my deare childe , you shall eate Pigge , be comforted , my sweet child .

WIN.

I , but i' the Fayre , mother .

PVR.

I meane i' the Fayre , if it can be any way made , or found lawfull ; where is our brother Busy ? Will hee not come ? looke vp , child .

IOH.

Presently , mother , as soone as he has cleans'd his beard . I found him , fast by the teeth , i' the cold Turkey-pye , i' the cupbord , with a great white loafe on his left hand , and a glasse of Malmesey on his right .

PVR.

Slander not the Brethren , wicked one .

IOH.

Here hee is , now , purified , Mother .

PVR.

O brother Busy ! your helpe heere to edifie , and raise vs vp in a scruple ; my daughter Win-the-fight is visited with a naturall disease of women ; call'd , A longing to eate Pigge .

IOH.

I Sir , a Bartholmew-pigge : and in the Fayre .

PVR.

And I would be satisfied from you , Religiously-wise , whether a widdow of the sanctified assembly , or a widdowes daughter , may commit the act , without offence to the weaker sisters .

BVS.

Verily , for the disease of longing , it is a disease , a carnall disease , or appetite , incident to women : and as it is carnall , and incident , it is naturall , very naturall : Now Pigge , it is a meat , and a meat that is nourishing , and may be long'd for , and so consequently eaten ; it may be eaten ; very exceeding well eaten : but in the Fayre , and as a Bartholmew-pig , it cannot be eaten , for the very calling it a Bartholmew-pigge , and to eat it so , is a spice of Idolatry , and you make the Fayre , no better then one of the high Places . This I take it , is the state of the question . A high place .

IOH.

I , but in state of necessity : Place should giue place , Mr. Busy , ( I haue a conceit left , yet . )

PVR.

Good Brother , Zeale-of-the-land , thinke to make it as lawfull as you can .

IOH.

Yes Sir , and as soone as you can : for it must be Sir ; you see the danger my little wife is in , Sir .

PVR.

Truely , I doe loue my child dearely , and I would not haue her miscarry , or hazard her first fruites , if it might be otherwise .

BVS.

Surely , it may be otherwise , but it is subiect , to construction , subiect , and hath a face of offence , with the weake , a great face , a foule face , but that face may haue a vaile put ouer it , and be shaddowed , as it were , it may be eaten , and in the Fayre , I take it , in a Booth , the tents of the wicked : the place is not much , not very much , we may be religious in midst of the prophane , so it be eaten with a reformed mouth , with sobriety , and humblenesse ; not gorg'd in with gluttony , or greedinesse ; there 's the feare : for , should she goe there , as taking pride in the place , or delight in the vncleane dressing , to feed the vanity of the eye , or the lust of the palat , it were not well , it were not fit , it were abominable , and not good .

IOH.

Nay , I knew that afore , and told her on 't , but courage , Win , we 'll be humble enough ; we 'll seeke out the homeliest Booth i' the Fayre , that 's certaine , rather then faile , wee 'll eate it o' the ground .

PVR.

I , and I 'll goe with you my selfe , Win th e-fight , and my brother , Zeale-of-the-land , shall goe with vs too , for our better consolation .

WIN.

Vh , vh .

IOH.

I , and Salomon too , Win , ( the more the merrier ) Win , we 'll leaue Rabby Busy in a Booth . Salomon , my cloake .

SAL.

Here , Sir .

BVS.

In the way of comfort to the weake , I will goe , and eat . I will eate exceedingly , and prophesie ; there may be a good vse made of it , too , now I thinke on 't : by the publike eating of Swines flesh , to professe our hate , and loathing of Iudaisme , whereof the brethren stand taxed . I will therefore eate , yea , I will eate exceedingly .

IOH.

Good , i'faith , I will eate heartily too , because I will be no Iew , I could neuer away with that stiffenecked generation : and truely , I hope my little one will be like me , that cries for Pigge so , i' the mothers belly .

BVS.

Very likely , exceeding likely , very exceeding likely .

ACT. II. SCENE . I. IVSTICE OVERDOO .

WEll , in Iustice name , and the Kings ; and for the common-wealth ! defie all the world , Adam Ouerdoo , for a disguise , and all story ; for thou hast fitted thy selfe , I sweare ; faine would I meet the Linccus now , that Eagles eye , that peircing Epidaurian serpent ( as my Quint . Horace cal's him ) that could discouer a Iustice of Peace , ( and lately of the Quorum ) vnder this couering . They may haue seene many a foole in the habite of a Iustice ; but neuer till now , a Iustice in the habit of a foole . Thus must we doe , though , that wake for the publike good : and thus hath the wise Magistrate done in all ages . There is a doing of right out of wrong , if the way be found . Neuer shall I enough commend a worthy worshipfull man , sometime a capitall member of this City , for his high wisdome , in this point , who would take you , now the habit of a Porter ; now of a Carman ; now of the Dog-killer , in this moneth of August ; and in the winter , of a Seller of tinder-boxes ; and what would hee doe in all these shapes ? mary goe you into euery Alehouse , and down into euery Celler ; measure the length of puddings , take the gage of blacke pots , and cannes , I , and custards with a sticke ; and their circumference , with a thrid ; weigh the loaues of bread on his middle-finger ; then would he send for 'hem , home ; giue the puddings to the poore , the bread to the hungry , the custards to his children ; breake the pots , and burne the cannes , himselfe ; hee Would not trust his corrupt officers ; he would do 't himselfe . would all men in authority would follow this worthy president ! For ( alas ) as we are publike persons , what doe we know ? nay , what can wee know ? wee heare with other mens eares ; wee see with other mens eyes ? a foolish Constable , or a sleepy Watchman , is all our information , he slanders a Gentleman , by the vertue of his place , ( as he calls it ) and wee by the vice of ours , must beleeue him . As a while agone , they made mee , yea me , to mistake an honest zealous Pursiuant , for a Seminary : and a proper yong Batcheler of Musicke , for a Bawd . This wee are subiect to , that liue in high place , all our intelligence is idle , and most of our intelligencers , knaues : and by your leaue , our selues , thought little better , if not errant fooles , for beleeuing 'hem . I Adam Ouerdoo , am resolu'd therefore , to spare spy-money hereafter , and make mine owne discoueries . Many are the yeerely enormities of of this Fayre , in whose courts of Pye-pouldres I haue had the honour during the three dayes sometimes to sit as Iudge . But this is the speciall day for detection of those foresaid enormities . Here is my blacke booke , for the purpose ; this the cloud that hides me : vnder this couert I shall see , and not be seene . On Iunius Brutus . And as I began , so I 'll end : in Iustice name , and the Kings ; and for the Common-wealth .

ACT. II. SCENE . II. LEATHERHEAD . TRASH . IVSTICE . VRS'LA . MOONE-CALFE . NIGHTINGALE . Costermonger . Passengers .

THe Fayre's pestlence dead , mee thinkes ; people come not abroad , to day , what euer the matter is . Doe you heare , Sister Trash , Lady o' the Basket ? sit farther with your ginger-bread-progeny there , and hinder not the prospect of my shop , or I 'll ha' it proclaim'd i' the Fayre , what stuffe they are made on .

TRA.

Why , what stuffe are they made on , Brother Leather-head ? nothing but what 's wholesome , I assure you .

LEA.

Yes , stale bread , rotten egges , musty ginger , and dead honey , you know .

IVS.

I ! haue I met with enormity , so soone ?

LEA.

I shall marre your market , old Ione .

TRA.

Marre my market , thou too-proud Pedler ? do thy worst ; I defie thee , I , and thy stable of hobby-horses . I pay for my ground , as well as thou dost , and thou wrong'st mee for all thou art parcell-poet , and an Inginer . I 'll finde a friend shall right me , and make a ballad of thee , and thy cattell all ouer . Are you puft vp with the pride of your wares ? your Arsedine ?

LEA.

Goe to , old Ione , I 'll talke with you anone ; and take you downe too , afore Iustice Ouerdoo , he is the man must charme you , I le ha' you i' the Piepouldres .

TRA.

Charme me ? I 'll meet thee face to face , afore his worship , when thou dar'st : and though I be a little crooked o' my body , I 'll be found as vpright in my dealing , as any woman in Smithfield , I , charme me ?

IVS.

I am glad , to heare , my name is their terror , yet , this is doing of Iustice .

LEA.

What doe you lacke ? what is 't you buy ? what do you lacke ? Rattles , Drums , Halberts , Horses , Babies o' the best ? Fiddles o' th finest ? Enter Cost .

COS.

Buy any peares , peares , fine , very fine peares .

TRA.

Buy any ginger-bread , guilt ginger-beard !

NIG. Hey , now the Fayre 's a filling ! O , for a Tune to startle The Birds o' the Booths here billing ▪ Yeerely with old Saint Barthle ! The Drunkards they are wading , The Punques , and Chapmen trading ; who 'ld see the Fayre without his lading ? Buy any ballads ; new ballads ? VRS.

Fye vpon 't : who would weare out their youth , and prime thus , in roasting of pigges , that had any cooler vocation ? Hell 's a kind of cold cellar to t , a very fine vault , o' my conscience ! what Moone-calfe .

MOo.

Heere , Mistresse .

NIG.

How now Vrsla ? in a heate , in a heat ?

VRS.

My chayre , you false faucet you ; and my mornings draught , quickly , a botle of Ale , to quench mee , Rascall . I am all sire , and fat , Nightingale , I shall e'en melt away to the first woman , a ribbe againe , I am afraid . I doe water the ground in knots , as I goe , like a great Garden-pot , you may follow me by the S.S. s . I make .

NIG.

Alas , good Vr's ; was Zekiel heere this morning ?

VRS.

Zekiel ? what Zekiel ?

NIG.

Zekiel Edgeworth , the ciuill cut-purse , you know him well enough ; hee that talkes bawdy to you still : I call him my Secretary .

VRS.

He promis'd to be heere this morning , I remember .

NIG.

When he comes , bid him stay : I 'll be backe againe presently .

VRS.

Best take your mornings dew in your belly , Nightingale , come , Moon-calfe brings in the Chaire . Sir , set it heere , did not I bid you should get this chayre let out o' the sides , for me , that my hips might play ? you 'll neuer thinke of any thing , till your dame be rumpgall'd ; 't is well , Changeling : because it can take in your Grasse-hoppers thighes , you care for no more . Now , you looke as you had been i' the corner o' the Booth , fleaing your breech , with a candles end , and set fire o' the Fayre . Fill , Stote : fill .

IVS.

This Pig-woman doe I know , and I will put her in , for my second enormity , shee hath beene before mee , Punke , Pinnace and Bawd , any time these two and twenty yeeres , vpon record i' the Pie-poudres .

VRS.

Fill againe , you vnlucky vermine .

MOO.

'Pray you be not angry , Mistresse , I 'll ha' it widen'd anone .

VRS.

No , no , I shall e'en dwindle away to 't , ere the Fayre be done , you thinke , now you ha' heated me ? A poore vex'd thing I am , I feele my selfe dropping already , as fast as I can : two stone a sewet aday is my proportion : I can but hold life & soule together , with this ( heere 's to you , Nightingale ) and a whiffe of tobacco , at most . Where 's my pipe now ? not fill'd ? thou errant Incubee .

NIG.

Nay , Vrsla , thou 'lt gall betweene the tongue and the teeth , with fretting , now .

VRS.

How can I hope , that euer hee 'll discharge his place of trust , Tapster , a man of reckoning vnder me , that remembers nothing I say to him ? but looke too 't , sirrah , you were best , three pence a pipe full , I will ha' made , of all my whole halfe pound of tabacco , and a quarter of a pound of Coltsfoot , mixt with it too , to itch it out . I that haue dealt so long in the fire , will not be to seek in smoak , now . Then 6. and 20. shillings a barrell I will aduance o' my Beere ; and fifty shillings a hundred o' my bottle-ale , I ha' told you the waies how to raise it . Froth your cannes well i' the filling , at length Rogue , and iogge your bottles o' the buttocke , Sirrah , then skinke out the first glasse , euer , and drinke with all companies , though you be sure to be drunke ; you 'll mis-reckon the better , and be lesse asham'd on 't . But your true tricke , Rascall , must be , to be euer busie , and mis-take away the bottles and cannes , in hast , before they be halfe drunke off , and neuer heare any body call , ( if they should chance to marke you ) till you ha' brought fresh , and be able to forsweare 'hem . Giue me a drinke of Ale .

IVS.

This is the very wombe , and bedde of enormitie ! grosse , as her selfe ! this must all downe for enormity , all , euery whit on 't .

VRS.

Looke , who 's there , Sirrah ? One knocks . fiue shillings a Pigge is my price , at least ; if it be a sow-pig , six pence more : if she be a great bellied wife , and long for 't , six pence more for that .

IVS.

O Tempora ! O mores ! I would not ha' lost my discouery of this one grieuance , for my place , and worship o' the Bench , how is the poore subiect abus'd , here ! well , I will fall in with her , and with her Moone-calfe , and winne out wonders of enormity . By thy leaue , goodly woman , and the fatnesse of the Fayre : oyly as the Kings constables Lampe , and shining as his Shooing-horne ! hath thy Ale vertue , or thy Beere strength ? that the tongue of man may be tickled ? and his palat pleas'd in the morning ? let thy pretty Nephew here , goe search and see .

VRS.

What new Roarer is this ?

MOO.

O Lord ! doe you not know him , Mistris , 't is mad Arthur of Bradley , that makes the Orations . Braue Master , old Arthur of Bradley , how doe you ? welcome to the Fayre , when shall wee heare you againe , to handle your matters ? with your backe againe a Booth , ha ? I ha' bin one o' your little disciples , i' my dayes !

IVS.

Let me drinke , boy , with my loue , thy Aunt , here ; that I may be eloquent : but of thy best , lest it be bitter in my mouth , and my words fall foule on the Fayre .

VRS.

Why dost thou not fetch him drinke ? and offer him to sit ?

MOO.

Is 't Ale , or Beere ? Master Arthur ?

IVS.

Thy best , pretty stripling , thy best ; the same thy Doue drinketh , and thou drawest on holy daies .

VRS.

Bring him a sixe penny bottle of Ale ; they say , a fooles handsell is lucky .

IVS.

Bring both , child . Ale for Arthur , and Beere for Bradley . Ale for thine Aunt , boy . My disguise takes to the very wish , and reach of it . I shall by the benefit of this , discouer enough , and more : and yet get off with the reputation of what I would be . A certaine midling thing , betweene a foole and a madman .

ACT. II. SCENE . III. KNOCKHVM . to them .

WHat ! my little leane Vrsla ! my shee-Beare ! art thou aliue yet ? with thy litter of pigges , to grunt out another Bartholmew Fayre ? ha !

VRS.

Yes , and to amble afoote , when the Fayre is done , to heare you groane out of a cart , vp the heauy hill .

KNO.

Of Holbourne , Vrsla , meanst thou so ? for what ? for what , pretty Vrs ?

VRS.

For cutting halfe-penny purses : or stealing little penny dogges , out o' the Fayre .

KNO.

O! good words , good words Vrs .

IVS.

Another speciall enormitie . A cutpurse of the sword ! the boote , and the feather ! those are his marks .

VRS.

You are one of those horsleaches , that gaue out I was dead , in Turne-bull streete , of a surfet of botle ale , and tripes ?

KNO.

No , 't was better meat Vrs : cowes vdders , cowes vdders !

VRS.

Well , I shall be meet with your mumbling mouth one day .

KNO.

What ? thou 'lt poyson mee with a neuft in a bottle of Ale , will 't thou ? or a spider in a tobacco-pipe , Vrs ? Come , there 's no malice in these fat folkes , I neuer feare thee , and I can scape thy leane Moonecalfe heere . Let 's drinke it out , good Vrs , and no vapours !

IVS.

Dost thou heare , boy ? ( there 's for thy Ale , and the remnant for thee ) speake in thy faith of a faucet , now ; is this goodly person before vs here , this vapours , a knight of the knife ?

MOO.

What meane you by that , Master Arthur ?

IVS.

I meane a child of the horne-thumb , a babe of booty , boy ; a cutpurse .

MOO.

O Lord , Sir ! far from it . This is Master Dan. Knockhum : Iordane the Ranger of Turnebull . He is a horse-courser , Sir .

IVS.

Thy dainty dame , though , call'd him cutpurse .

MOO.

Like enough , Sir , shee 'll doe forty such things in an houre ( an you listen to her ) for her recreation , if the toy take her i' the greasie kerchiefe : it makes her fat you see . Shee battens with it .

IVS.

Here might I ha' beene deceiu'd , now : and ha' put a fooles blot vpon my selfe , if I had not play'd an after game o' discretion .

KNO.

Alas poore Vrs , this 's an ill season for thee . Vrsla comes in againe dropping .

VRS.

Hang your selfe , Hacney-man .

KNO.

How ? how ? Vrs , vapours ! motion breede vapours ?

VRS.

Vapours ? Neuer tuske , nor twirle your dibble , good Iordane , I know what you 'll take to a very drop . Though you be Captaine o' the Roarers , and fight well at the case of pis-pots , you shall not fright me with your Lyon-chap , Sir , nor your tuskes , you angry ? you are hungry : come , a pigs head will stop your mouth , and stay your stomacke , at all times .

KNO.

Thou art such another mad merry Vrs still ! Troth I doe make conscience of vexing thee , now i' the dog-daies , this hot weather , for feare of foundring thee i' the bodie ; and melting down a Piller of the Fayre . Pray thee take thy chayre againe , and keepe state ; and let 's haue a fresh bottle of Ale , and a pipe of tabacco ; and no vapours . I 'le ha' this belly o' thine taken vp , and thy grasse scour'd , wench ; looke ! heere 's Ezechiel Edgworth ; a fine boy of his inches , as any is i' the Fayre ! has still money in his purse , and will pay all , with a kind heart ; and good vapours .

ACT. II. SCENE . IIII . To them EDGWORTH . NIGHTINGALE . Corne-cutter . Tinder-box-man . Passengers .

THat I will , indeede , willingly , Master Knockhum , fetch some Ale , and Tabacco .

LEA.

What doe you lacke , Gentlemen ? Maid : see a fine hobby horse for your young Master : cost you but a token a weeke his prouander .

COR.

Ha' you any cornes 'i your feete , and toes ?

TIN.

Buy a Mouse-trap , a Mouse-trap , or a Tormentor for a Flea .

TRA.

Buy some Ginger-bread .

NIG.

Ballads , Ballads ! fine new ballads :

Heare for your loue , and buy for your money . A delicate ballad o' the Ferret and the Coney . A preseruatiue again' the Punques euill . Another of Goose-greene-starch , and the Deuill . A dozen of diuine points , and the Godly garters . The Fairing of good councell , of an ell and three quarters . What is 't you buy ? The Wind-mill blowne downe by the witches fart ! Or Saint George , that O! did breake the Dragons heart ! EDG.

Master Nightingale , come hither , leaue your mart a little .

NIG.

O my Secretary ! what sayes my Secretarie ?

IVS.

Childe o' the bottles , what 's he ? what he ?

MOO.

A ciuill young Gentleman , Master Arthur , that keepes company with the Roarers , and disburses all , still . He has euer money in his purse ; He payes for them ; and they roare for him : one do's good offices for another . They call him the Secretary , but he serues no body . A great friend of the Ballad-mans they are neuer asunder .

IVS.

What pitty 't is , so ciuill a young man should haunt this debaucht company ? here 's the bane of the youth of our time apparant . A proper penman , I see 't in his countenance , he has a good Clerks looke with him , and I warrant him a quicke hand .

MOO.

A very quicke hand , Sir .

EDG.

All the purses , and purchase , I giue you to day by conueyance , bring hither to Vrsla's presently . This they whisper , that Ouerdoo heares it not . Heere we will meet at night in her lodge , and share . Looke you choose good places , for your standing i' the Fayre , when you sing , Nightingale .

VRS.

I , neere the fullest passages ; and shift 'hem often .

EDG.

And i' your singing , you must vse your hawks eye nimbly , and flye the purse to a marke , still , where 't is worne , and o 'which side ; that you may gi' me the signe with your beake , or hang your head that way i' the tune .

VRS.

Enough , talke no more on 't : your friendship ( Masters ) is not now to beginne . Drinke your draught of Indenture , your sup of Couenant , and away , the Fayre fils apace , company begins to come in , and I ha' ne'er a Pigge ready , yet .

KNO.

Well said ! fill the cups , and light the tabacco : let 's giue fire i' th' works , and noble vapours .

EDG.

And shall we ha' smockes Vrsla , and good whimsies , ha ?

VRS.

Come , you are i' your bawdy vaine ! the best the Fayre will afford , Zekiel , if Bawd Whit keepe his word ; how doe the Pigges , Moone-calfe ?

MOO.

Very passionate , Mistresse , one on 'hem has wept out an eye . Master Arthur o'Bradley is melancholy , heere , no body talkes to him . Will you any tabacco Master Arthur ?

IVS.

No , boy , let my meditations alone .

MOO.

He 's studying for an Oration , now .

IVS.

If I can , with this daies trauell , and all my policy , but rescue this youth , here , out of the hands of the lewd man , and the strange woman . I will sit downe at night , and say with my friend Ouid , Iamque opus exegi , quod nec Iouis ira , nec ignis , &c.

KNO.

Here Zekiel ; here 's a health to Vrsla , and a kind vapour , thou hast money i' thy purse still ; and store ! how dost thou come by it ? Pray thee vapour thy friends some in a courteous vapour .

EDG.

Halfe I haue , Master Dan. Knockhum , is alwaies at your seruice ,

IVS.

Ha , sweete nature ! what Goshawke would prey vpon such a Lambe ?

KNO.

Let 's see , what 't is , Zekiel ! count it , come , fill him to pledge mee .

ACT. II. SCENE . V. WIN-WIFE . QVARLOVS . to them .

WEe are heere before 'hem , me thinkes .

QVAR.

All the better , we shall see 'hem come in now .

LEA.

What doe you lacke , Gentlemen , what is 't you lacke ? a fine Horse ? a Lyon ? a Bull ? a Beare ? a Dog , or a Cat ? an excellent fine Bartholmew bird ? or an Instrument ? what is 't you lacke ?

QVAR.

S'lid ! heere 's Orpheus among the beasts , with his Fiddle , and all !

TRA.

Will you buy any comfortable bread , Gentlemen ?

QVAR.

And Ceres selling her daughters picture , in Ginger-worke !

WIN.

That these people should be so ignorant to thinke vs chapmen for 'hem ! doe wee looke as if wee would buy Ginger-bread ? or Hobby-horses ?

QVAR.

Why , they know no better ware then they haue , nor better customers then come . And our very being here makes vs fit to be demanded , as well as others . Would Cokes would come ! there were a true customer for 'hem .

KNO.

How much is 't ? thirty shillings ? who 's yonder ! Ned Winwife ? and Tom Quarlous , I thinke ! yes , ( gi' me it all ) ( gi' me it all ) Master Win-wife ! Master Quarlous ! will you take a pipe of tabacco with vs ? do not discredit me now , Zekiel .

WIN.

Doe not see him ! he is the roaring horse-courser , pray thee let 's auoyd him : turne downe this way .

QVAR.

S'lud , I 'le see him , and roare with him , too , and hee roar'd as loud as Neptune , pray thee goe with me .

WIN.

You may draw me to as likely an inconuenience , when you please , as this .

QVAR.

Goe to then , come along , we ha' nothing to doe , man , but to see sights , now .

KNO.

Welcome Master Quarlous , and Master Winwife ! will you take any froth , and smoake with vs ?

QVAR.

Yes , Sir , but you 'l pardon vs , if we knew not of so much familiarity betweene vs afore .

KNO.

As what , Sir ?

QVAR.

To be so lightly inuited to smoake , and froth .

KNO.

A good vapour ! will you sit downe , Sir ? this is old Vrsla's mansion , how like you her bower ? heere you may ha' your Punque , and your Pigge in state , Sir , both piping hot .

QVAR.

I had rather ha' my Punque , cold , Sir .

IVS.

There 's for me , Punque ! and Pigge !

VRS.

What Moonecalfe ? you Rogue . She calls within .

MOO.

By and by , the bottle is almost off Mistresse , here Master Arthur .

VRS.

I 'le part you , and your play-fellow there , i' the garded coat , an' you sunder not the sooner .

KNO.

Master Win-wife , you are proud ( me thinkes ) you doe not talke , nor drinke , are you proud ?

WIN.

Not of the company I am in , Sir , nor the place , I assure you .

KNO.

You doe not except at the company ! doe you ? are you in vapours , Sir ?

MOO.

Nay , good Master Dan: Knockhum , respect my Mistris Bower , as you call it ; for the honour of our Booth , none o' your vapours , heere .

VRS.

Why , you thinne leane Polcat you , and they haue a minde to be i' their vapours , must you hinder 'hem ? what did you know Vermine , if they would ha' lost a cloake , or such a triflle ? She comes out with a fire-brand . must you be drawing the ayre of pacification heere ? while I am tormented , within , i' the fire , you Weasell ?

MOO.

Good Mistresse , 't was in the behalfe of your Booth's credit , that I spoke .

VRS,

Why ? would my Booth ha' broake , if they had fal'ne out in 't ? Sir ? or would their heate ha' fit'd it ? in , you Rogue , and wipe the pigges , and mend the fire , that they fall not , or I 'le both baste and roast you , till your eyes drop out , like 'hem . ( Leaue the bottle behinde you , and be curst a while . )

QVAR.

Body o' the Fayre ! what 's this ? mother o' the Bawds ?

KNO.

No , she 's mother o' the Pigs , Sir , mother o' the Pigs !

WIN.

Mother o' the Furies , I thinke , by her firebrand .

QVAR.

Nay , shee is too fat to be a Fury , sure , some walking Sow of tallow !

WIN.

An inspir'd vessell of Kitchin-sluffe !

QVAR.

She 'll make excellent geere for the Coach-makers , She drinkes this while . here in Smithfield , to anoynt wheeles and axell trees with .

VRS.

I , I , Gamesters , mocke a plaine plumpe soft wench o' the Suburbs , doe , because she 's iuicy and wholesome : you must ha' your thinne pinch'd ware , pent vp i' the compasse of a dogge-collar , ( or 't will not do ) that lookes like a long lac'd Conger , set vpright , and a greene feather , like fennell i' the Ioll on 't .

KNO.

Well said Vrs , my good Vrs ; to 'hem Vrs .

QVAR.

Is shee your quagmite , Dan: Knockhum ? is this your Bogge ?

NIG.

We shall haue a quarrel presently .

KNO.

How ? Bog ? Quagmire ? foule vapours ! hum'h !

QVAR.

Yes , hee that would venture for 't , I assure him , might sinke into her , and be drown'd a weeke , ere any friend hee had , could find where he were .

WIN.

And then he would be a fort'night weighing vp againe .

QVAR.

'T were like falling into a whole Shire of butter : they had need be a teeme of Dutchmen , should draw him out .

KNO.

Answer 'hem , Vrs , where 's thy Bartholmew-wit , now ? Vrs , thy Bartholmew-wit ?

VRS.

Hang 'hem , rotten , roguy Cheaters , I hope to see 'hem plagu'd one day ( pox'd they are already , I am sure ) with leane play-house poultry , that has the boany rumpe , sticking out like the Ace of Spades , or the point of a Partizan , that euery rib of 'hem is like the tooth of a Saw : and will so grate 'hem with their hips , & shoulders , as ( take 'hem altogether ) they were as good lye with a hurdle .

QVAR.

Out vpon her , how she drips ! she 's able to giue a man the sweating Sicknesse , with looking on her .

VRS.

Mary looke off , with a patch o' your face ; and a dosen i' your breech , though they be o 'scarlet , Sir . I ha' seene as fine outsides , as either o' yours , bring lowsie linings to the Brokers , ere now , twice a weeke ?

QVAR.

Doe you thinke there may be a fine new Cuckingstoole i' the Fayre , to be purchas'd ? one large inough , I meane . I know there is a pond of capacity , for her .

VRS.

For your mother , you Rascall , out you Rogue , you hedge bird , you Pimpe , you pannier-mans bastard , you .

QVAR.

Ha , ha , ha .

VRS.

Doe you sneere , you dogs-head , you Trendle tayle ! you looke as you were begotten a'top of a Cart in haruest-time , when the whelp was hot and eager . Go , snuffe after your brothers bitch , Mrs. Commodity , that 's the Liuory you weare , 't will be out at the elbows , shortly . It 's time you went to 't , for the to'ther remnant .

KNO.

Peace , Vrs , peace , Vrs , they 'll kill the poore Whale , and make oyle of her . Pray thee goe in .

VRS.

I 'le see 'hem pox'd first , and pil'd , and double pil'd .

WIN.

Let 's away , her language growes greasier then her Pigs .

VRS.

Dos't so , snotty nose ? good Lord ! are you sniueling ? you were engendred on a she-begger , in a barne , when the bald Thrasher , your Sire , was scarce warme .

WIN.

Pray thee , let 's goe .

QVAR.

No , faith : I 'le stay the end of her , now : I know shee cannot last long ; I finde by her similes , shee wanes a pace .

VRS.

Do's shee so ? I 'le set you gone . Gi' mee my Pig-pan hither a little . I 'le scald you hence , and you will not goe .

KNO.

Gentlemen , these are very strange vapours ! and very idle vapours ! I assure you .

QVAR.

You are a very serious asse , wee assure you .

KNO.

Humh ! Asse ? and serious ? nay , then pardon mee my vapour . I haue a foolish vapour , Gentlemen : any man that doe's vapour me , the Asse , Master Quarlous —

QVAR.

What then , Master Iordan ?

KNO.

I doe vapour him the lye .

QVAR.

Faith , and to any man that vapours mee the lie , I doe vapour that .

KNO.

Nay , then , vapours vpon vapours .

EDG. NIG.

'Ware the pan , the pan , the pan ,

Vrsla comes in , with the scalding-pan .

They fight . Shee falls with it .

shee comes with the pan , Gentlemen . God blesse the woman .

VRS.

Oh .

ERA.

What 's the matter ?

IVS.

Goodly woman !

MOO.

Mistresse !

VRS.

Curse of hell , that euer I saw these Feinds , oh ! I ha' scalded my leg , my leg , my leg , my leg . I ha' lost a limb in the seruice ! run for some creame and sallad oyle , quickly . Are you vnder-peering , you Baboun ? rip off my hose , an' you be men , men , men .

MOO.

Runne you for some creame , good mother Ione . I 'le looke to your basket .

LEA.

Best sit vp i' your chaire , Vrsla . Helpe , Gentlemen .

KNO.

Be of good cheere , Vrs , thou hast hindred me the currying of a couple of Stallions , here , that abus'd the good race-Bawd o' Smithfield ; 't was time for 'hem to goe .

NIG.

I faith , when the panne came , they had made you runne else . ( this had beene a fine time for purchase , if you had ventur'd . )

EDG.

Not a whit , these fellowes were too fine to carry money .

KNO.

Nightingale , get some helpe to carry her legge out o' the ayre ; take off her shooes ; body o' me , she has the Mallanders , the scratches , the crowne scabbe , and the quitter bone , i' the tother legge .

VRS.

Oh! the poxe , why doe you put me in minde o' my leg , thus , to make it prick , and shoot ? would you ha' me i' the Hospitall , afore my time ?

KNO.

Patience , Vrs , take a good heart , 't is but a blister , as big as a Windgall ; I 'le take it away with the white of an egge , a little honey , and hogs grease , ha' thy pasternes well rol'd , and thou shall 't pase againe by to morrow . I 'le tend thy Booth , and looke to thy affaires , the while : thou shalt sit i' thy chaire , and giue directions , and shine Vrsa maior .

ACT. II. SCENE . VI. IVSTICE . EDGEWORTH . NIGHTINGALE . COKES . WASPE . Mistris OVERDOO . GRACE .

THese are the fruites of bottle-ale , and tabacco ! the some of the one , and the fumes of the other ! Stay young man , and despise not the wisedome of these few hayres , that are growne gray in care of thee .

EDG.

Nightingale , stay a little . Indeede I 'le heare some o' this !

COK.

Come , Numps , come , where are you ? welcome into the Fayre , Mistris Grace .

EDG.

S'light , hee will call company , you shall see , and put vs into doings presently .

IVS.

Thirst not after that frothy liquor , Ale : for , who knowes , when hee openeth the stopple , what may be in the bottle ? hath not a Snaile , a Spider , yea , a Neuft bin found there ? thirst not after it , youth : thirst not after it .

COK.

This is a braue fellow , Numps , let 's heare him .

WAS.

S'blood , how braue is he ? in a garded coate ? you were best trucke with him , e'en strip , and trucke presently , it will become you , why will you heare him , because he is an Asse , and may be a kinnne to the Cokeses ?

COK.

O , good Numps !

IVS.

Neither doe thou lust after that tawney weede , tabacco .

COK.

Braue words !

IVS.

Whose complexion is like the Indians that vents it !

COK.

Are they not braue words , Sister ?

IVS.

And who can tell , if , before the gathering , and making vp thereof , the Alligarta hath not piss'd thereon ?

WAS.

Heart let 'hem be braue words , as braue as they will ! and they were all the braue words in a Countrey , how then ? will you away yet ? ha' you inough on him ? Mistris Grace , come you away , I pray you , be not you accessary . If you doe lose your Licence , or somewhat else , Sir , with listning to his fables : say , Numps , is a witch , with all my heart , doe , say so .

COK.

Avoyd i' your sattin doublet , Numps .

IVS.

The creeping venome of which subtill serpent , as some late writers affirme ; neither the cutting of the perrillous plant , nor the drying of it , nor the lighting , or burning , can any way perssway or , asswage .

COK.

Good , i'faith ! is 't not Sister ?

IVS.

Hence it is , that the lungs of the Tabacconist are rotted , the Liuer spotted , the braine smoak'd like the backside of the Pig-womans Booth , here , and the whole body within , blacke , as her Pan , you saw e'en now , without .

COK.

A fine similitude , that , Sir ! did you see the panne ?

EDG.

Yes , Sir .

IVS.

Nay , the hole in the nose heere , of some tabacco-takers , or the third nostrill , ( if I may so call it ) which makes , that they can vent the tabacco out , like the Ace of clubs , or rather the Flower-de-lice , is caused from the tabacco , the meere tabacco ! when the poore innocent pox , hauing nothing to doe there , is miserably , and most vnconscionably slander'd .

COK.

Who would ha' mist this , Sister ?

OVER.

Not any body , but Numps .

COK.

He do's not vnderstand .

EDG.

Nor you feele .

COK.

What would you haue , Sister , Hee picketh his purse . of a fellow that knowes nothing but a basket-hilt , and an old Fox in 't ? the best musique i' the Fayre , will not moue a logge .

EDG.

In , to Vrsla , Nightingale , and carry her comfort : see it told . This fellow was sent to vs by fortune , for our first fairing .

IVS.

But what speake I of the diseases of the body , children of the Fayre ?

COK.

That 's to vs , Sister . Braue i'faith !

IVS.

Harke , O , you sonnes and daughters of Smithfield ! and heare what mallady it doth the minde : It causeth swearing , it causeth swaggering , it causeth snuffling , and snarling , and now and then a hurt .

OVE.

He hath something of Master Ouerdoe , mee thinkes , brother .

COK.

So mee thought , Sister , very much of my brother Ouerdoo : And 't is , when he speakes .

IVS.

Looke into any Angle o' the towne , ( the Streights , or the Bermuda's ) where the quarrelling lesson is read , and how doe they entertaine the time , but with bottle-ale , and tabacco ? The Lecturer is o 'one side , and his Pupils o' the other ; But the seconds are still bottle ale , and tabacco , for which the Lecturer reads , and the Nouices pay . Thirty pound a weeke in boule-ale ! forty in tabacco ! and ten more in Ale againe . Then for a sute to drinke in , so much , and ( that being slauer'd ) so much for another sute , and then a third sute , and a fourth sute ! and still the bottle-ale slauereth , and the tabacco stinketh !

WAS.

Heart of a mad-man ! are you rooted heere ? well you neuer away ? what can any man finde out in this bawling fellow , to grow heere for ? hee is a full handfull higher , sin 'he heard him , will you fix heere ? and set vp a Booth ? Sir ?

IVS.

I will conclude briefely —

WAS.

Hold your peace , you roaring Rascall , I 'le runne my head i' your chaps else . You were best build a Booth , and entertaine him , make your Will , and you say the word , and him your heyre ! heart , I neuer knew one taken with a mouth of a peeke , afore . By this light , I 'le carry you away o' my backe , and you will not come . He gets him vp on pickpacke .

COK.

Stay Numpes , stay , set mee downe : I ha' lost my purse , Numps , O my purse ! one o' my fine purses is gone .

OVER.

Is 't indeed , brother ?

COK.

I , as I am an honest man , would I were an errant Rogue , else ! a plague of all roguy , damn'd cut-purses for me .

WAS.

Blesse 'hem with all my heart , with all my heart , do you see ! Now , as I am no Infidell , that I know of , I am glad on 't . I I am , ( here 's my witnesse ! ) doe you see , Sir ? I did not tell you of his fables , I ? no , no , I am a dull malt-horse , I , I know nothing . Are you not iustly seru'd i' your conscience now ? speake i' your conscience . Much good doe you with all my heart , and his good heart that has it , with all my heart againe .

EDG.

This fellow is very charitable , would he had a purse too ! but , I must not be too bold , all at a time .

COK.

Nay , Numps , it is not my best purse .

WAS.

Not your best ! death ! why should it be your worst ? why should it be any , indeed , at all ? answer me to that , gi' mee a reason from you , why it should be any ?

COK.

Nor my gold , Numps ; I ha' that yet , looke heere else , Sister .

WAS.

Why so , there 's all the feeling he has !

OVER.

I pray you , haue a better care of that , brother .

COK.

Nay , so I will , I warrant you ; let him catch this , that catch can . I would faine see him get this , looke you heere .

WAS.

So , so , so , so , so , so , so , so ! Very good .

COK.

I would ha' him come againe , now , and but offer at it . Sister , will you take notice of a good iest ? I will put it iust where th' other was , and if we ha' good lucke , you shall see a delicate fine trap to catch the cutpurse , nibling .

EDG.

Faith , and he 'll trye ere you be out o' the Fayre .

COK.

Come , Mistresse Grace , pre'thee be not melancholy for my mis-chance ; sorrow wi'not keepe it , Sweet heart .

GRA.

I doe not thinke on 't , Sir .

COOK .

'T was but a little scuruy white money , hang it : it may hang the cutpurse , one day . I ha' gold left to gi' thee a fayring , yet , as hard as the world goes : nothing angers me , but that no body heere , look'd like a cutpurse , vnlesse 't were Numps .

WAS

How ? I ? I looke like a cutpurse ? death ! your Sister 's a cutpurse ! and your mother and father , and all your kinne were cutpurses ! And here is a Rogue is the baud o' the cutpurses , whom I will beat to begin with .

COK.

Numps , Numps .

OVER.

Good Mr Humphrey .

WAS.

You are the Patrico ! are you ? the Patriarch of the cutpurses ? you share , Sir , they say , let them share this with you . Are you i' your hot fit of preaching againe ? I 'le coole you .

IVS.

Murther , murther , murther .

IVS.

Hold thy hand , childe of wrath , and heyre of anger , They speake all together : and Waspe beats the Iustice . make it not Childermasse day in thy fury , or the feast of the French Bartholmew , Parent of the of the Massacre .

ACT. III. SCENE . I. WHIT. HAGGISE . BRISTLE . LEATHER-HEAD . TRASH .

NAy , t ish all gone , now ! dish tish , phen tou vilt not be phitin call , Master Offisher , phat ish a man te better to lishen out noyshes for tee , & tou art in an oder 'orld , being very shuffishient noyshes and gallantsh too , one o' their brabblesh woud haue fed vsh all dish fortnight , but tou art so bushy about beggersh stil , tou hast no leshure to intend shentlemen , and 't be .

HAG.

Why , I told you , Dauy Bristle .

BRI.

Come , come , you told mee a pudding , Toby Haggise ; A matter of nothing ; I am sure it came to nothing ! you said , let 's goe to Vrsla's , indeede ; but then you met the man with the monsters , and I could not get you from him . An old foole , not leaue seeing yet ?

HAG.

Why , who would ha' thought any body would ha' quarrell'd so earely ? or that the ale o' the Fayre would ha' beene vp so soone .

WHI.

Phy ? phat a clocke toest tou tinke it ish , man ?

HAG.

I cannot tell .

WHI. .

Tou art a vishe vatchman , i' te meane teeme .

HAG.

Why ? should the watch goe by the clocke , or the clock by the watch , I pray ?

BRI.

One should goe by another , if they did well .

WHI.

Tou art right now ! phen didst tou euer know , or heare of a shuffishient vatchman , but he did tell the clocke , phat bushinesse soeuer he had ?

BRI.

Nay , that 's most true , a sufficient watchman knowes what a clocke it is .

WHI.

Shleeping , or vaking ! ash well as te clocke himshelfe , or te lack dat shtrikes him !

BRI.

Let 's enquire of Master Leatherhead , or Ione Trash heere . Master Leatherhead , doe you heare , Master Leatherhead ?

WHI.

If it be a Ledderhead , t ish a very tick Ledderhead , tat sho mush noish vill not peirsh him .

LEA.

I haue a little businesse now , good friends doe not trouble me .

WHI.

Phat ? because o 'ty wrought neet cap , and ty pheluet sherkin , Man ? phy ? I haue sheene tee in ty Ledder sherkin , ere now , Mashter o 'de hobby-Horses , as bushy and as stately as tou sheem'st to be .

TRA.

Why , what an' you haue , Captaine Whit ? hee has his choyce of Ierkins , you may see by that , and his caps too , I assure you , when hee pleases to be either sicke , or imploy'd .

LEA.

God a mercy Ione , answer for me .

WHI.

Away , be not sheen i' my company , here be shentlemen , and men of vorship .

ACT. III. SCENE . II. QVARLOVS . WHIT. WIN-WIFE . BVSY. IOHN . PVRE-CRAFT . WIN. KNOK . HVM . MOON-CALFE . VRSLA .

WEe had wonderfull ill lucke , to misse this prologue o' the purse , but the best is , we shall haue fiue Acts of him ere night : hee 'le be spectacle enough ! I 'le answer for 't .

WHI.

O Creesh ! Duke Quarlous , how dosht tou ? tou dosht not know me , I feare ? I am te vishesht man , but Iustish Ouerdoo , in all Bartholmew Fayre , now . Gi' me tweluepence from tee , I vill help tee to a vife vorth forty marks for 't , and 't be .

QVAR.

Away , Rogue , Pimpe away .

WHI.

And shee shall shew tee as fine cut o'rke fort 't in her shmock too , as tou cansht vishe i'faith ; vilt tou haue her , vorshipfull Vin vife ? I vill helpe tee to her , heere , be an 't be , in te pig-quarter , gi' me ty twelpence from tee ,

WIN-W.

Why , there 's twelpence , pray thee wilt thou be gone .

WHI,

Tou art a vorthy man , and a vorshipfull man still .

QVAR.

Get you gone , Rascall .

WHI.

I doe meane it , man . Prinsh Quarlous if tou hasht need on me , tou shalt finde me heere , at Vrsla's , I vill see phat ale , and punque ish i' te pigshty , for tee , blesse ty good vorship .

QVAR.

Looke ! who comes heere ! Iohn Little-wit !

WIN-W.

And his wife , and my widdow , her mother : the whole family .

QVAR.

'Slight , you must gi 'hem all fairings , now !

WIN-W.

Not I , I 'le not see 'hem ,

QVAR.

They are going a feasting . What Schole-master 's that is with 'hem ?

WIN-W.

That 's my Riuall , I beleeue , the Baker !

BVS.

So , walke on in the middle way , fore-right , turne neyther to the right hand , nor to the left : let not your eyes be drawne aside with vanity , nor your eare with noyses .

QVAR.

O , I know him by that start !

LEA.

What do you lack ? what do you buy , pretty Mistris ! a fine Hobby-Horse , to make your sonne a Tilter ? a Drum to make him a Souldier ? a Fiddle , to make him a Reueller ? What is 't you lack ? Little Dogs for your Daughters ! or Babies , male , or female ?

BVS.

Look not toward them , harken not : the place is Smithfield , or the field of Smiths , the Groue of Hobbi-horses and trinkets , the wares are the wares of diuels . And the whole Fayre is the shop of Satan ! They are hooks , and baites , very baites , that are hung out on euery side , to catch you , and to hold you as it were , by the gills ; and by the nostrills , as the Fisher doth : therefore , you must not looke , nor turne toward them — The Heathen man could stop his eares with wax , against the harlot o' the sea : Doe you the like , with your fingers against the bells of the Beast .

WIN-W.

What flashes comes from him !

QVAR.

O , he has those of his ouen ! a notable hot Baker 't was , when hee ply'd the peele : hee is leading his flocke into the Fayre , now .

WIN-W.

Rather driuing 'hem to the Pens : for he will let 'hem looke vpon nothing .

KNO.

Gentlewomen , the weather 's hot ! whither walke you ? Haue a care o' your fine veluet caps , the Fayre is dusty . Take a sweet delicate Booth , Little-wit is gazing at the signe ; which is the Pigs-head with a large writing vnder it . with boughs , here , i the way , and coole your selues i' the shade : you and your friends . The best pig and bottle-ale i' the Fayre , Sir . Old Vrsla is Cooke , there you may read : the pigges head speakes it . Poore soule , shee has had a stringhalt , the Maryhinchco : but shee 's prettily amended .

WHI.

A delicate show-pig , little Mistris , with shweet sauce , and crackling , like de bay-leafe I 'de fire , la ! Tou shalt ha' de cleane side o 'de table-clot and di glass vash'd with phatersh of Dame Annessh Cleare .

IOH.

This 's fine , verily , here be the best pigs : and shee doe's roast 'hem as well as euer she did ; the Pigs head sayes .

KNO.

Excellent , excellent , Mistris , with fire o' Iuniper and Rosemary branches ! The Oracle of the Pigs head , that , Sir .

PVR.

Sonne , were you not warn'd of the vanity of the eye ? haue you forgot the wholesome admonition , so soone ?

IOH.

Good mother , how shall we finde a pigge , if we doe not looke about for 't ? will it run off o' the spit , into our mouths thinke you ? as in Lubberland ? and cry , we , we ?

BVS.

No , but your mother , religiously wise , conceiueth it may offer it selfe , by other meanes , to the sense , as by way of steeme which I thinke it doth , here in this place ( Huh , huh ) yes , it doth . and it were a sinne of obstinacy , Busy sents after it like a Hound . great obstinacy , high and horrible obstinacy , to decline , or resist the good titillation of the famelick sense , which is the smell . Therefore be bold ( huh , huh , huh ) follow the sent . Enter the Tents of the vncleane , for once , and satisfie your wiues frailty . Let your fraile wife be satisfied : your zealous mother , and my suffering selfe , will also be satisfied .

IOH.

Come , Win , as good winny here , as goe farther , and see nothing .

BVS.

Wee scape so much of the other vanities , by our earely entring .

PVR.

It is an aedifying consideration .

WIN.

This is scuruy , that wee must come into the Fayre , and not looke on 't .

IOH.

Win , haue patience , Win , I 'le tell you more anon .

KNO.

Moone-calfe , entertaine within there , the best pig i' the Booth ; a Porklike pig . These are Banbury-bloods , o' the sincere stud , come a pigge-hunting . Whit , wait Whit , looke to your charge .

BVS.

A pigge prepare , presently , let a pigge be prepared to vs .

MOo.

S'light , who be these ?

VRS.

Is this the good seruice , Iordan , you 'ld doe me ?

KNO.

Why , Vrs ? why , Vrs ? thou 'lt ha' vapours i' thy legge againe presently , pray thee go in , 't may turne to the scratches else .

VRS.

Hang your vapours , they are stale , and stinke like you , are these the guests o' the game , you promis'd to fill my pit withall , to day ?

KNO.

I● what aile they Vrs ?

VRS.

Aile they ? they are all sippers , sippers o' the City , they looke as they would not drinke off two penn'orth of bottle-ale amongst 'hem .

MOO.

A body may read that i' their small printed ruffes .

KNO.

Away , thou art a foole , Vrs , and thy Moone-calfe too , i' your ignorant vapours , now ? hence , good guests , I say right hypocrites , good gluttons . In , and set a couple o 'pigs o' the board , and halfe a dozen of the biggest bottles afore 'hem , and call Whit , I doe not loue to heare Innocents abus'd : Fine ambling hypocrites ! and a stone-puritane , with a sorrell head , and beard , good mouth'd gluttons : two to a pigge , away .

VRS.

Are you sure they are such ?

KNO.

O' the right breed , thou shalt try 'hem by the teeth , Vrs , where 's this Whit ?

WHI. Behold , man and see , what a worthy man am ee ! With the fury of my sword , and the shaking of my beard , I will make ten thousand men afeard . KNO.

Well said , braue Whit , in , and feare the ale out o' the bottles , into the bellies of the brethren , and the sisters drinke to the cause , and pure vapours .

QVAR.

My Roarer is turn'd Tapster , mee thinks . Now were a fine time for thee , Win-wife , to lay aboard thy widdow , thou 'lt neuer be Master of a better season , or place ; shee that will venture her selfe into the Fayre , and a pig-boxe , will admit any assault , be assur'd of that .

WIN.

I loue not enterprises of that suddennesse , though .

QVAR.

I 'le warrant thee , then , no wife out o' the widdowes Hundred : if I had but as much Title to her , as to haue breath'd once on that streight stomacher of hers , I would now assure my selfe to carrry her , yet , ere she went out of Smithfield . Or she should carry me , which were the fitter sight , I confesse . But you are a modest vndertaker , by circumstances , and degrees ; come , 't is Disease in thee , not Iudgement , I should offer at all together . Looke , here 's the poore foole , againe , that was stung by the waspe , ere while .

ACT. III. SCENE . III. IVSTICE . WIN-WIFE . QVARLOVS .

I will make no more orations , shall draw on these tragicall conclusions . And I begin now to thinke , that by a spice of collaterall Iustice , Adam Ouerdoo , deseru'd this beating ; for I the said Adam , was one cause ( a by-cause ) why the purse was lost : and my wiues brothers purse too , which they know not of yet . But I shall make very good mirth with it , at supper , ( that will be the sport ) and put my little friend Mr Humphrey Wasp's choler quite out of countenance . When , sitting at the vpper end o' my Table , as I vse , & drinking to my brother Cokes , and Mrs. Alice Ouerdoo , as I wil , my wife , for their good affection to old Bradley , I deliuer to 'hem , it was I , that was cudgell'd , and shew 'hem the marks . To see what bad euents may peepe out o' the taile of good purposes ! the care I had of that ciuil yong man , I tooke fancy to this morning , ( and haue not left it yet ) drew me to that exhortation , which drew the company , indeede , which drew the cut-purse ; which drew the money ; which drew my brother Cokes his losse ; which drew on Wasp's anger ; which drew on my beating : a pretty gradation ! And they shall ha' it i' their dish , i'faith , at night for fruit : I loue to be merry at my Table . I had thought once , at one speciall blow he ga' me , to haue reuealed my selfe ? but then ( I thank thee fortitude ) I remembred that a wise man ( and who is euer so great a part , o' the Common-wealth in himselfe ) for no particular disaster ought to abandon a publike good designe . The husbandman ought not for one vnthankful yeer , to forsake the plough ; The Shepheard ought not , for one scabb'd sheep , to throw by his tar-boxe ; The Pilot ought not for one leake i' the poope , to quit the Helme ; Nor the Alderman ought not for one custerd more , at a meale , to giue vp his cloake ; The Constable ought not to breake his staffe , and forsweare the watch , for one roaring night ; Nor the Piper o' the Parish ( Vt paruis componere magna solebam ) to put vp his pipes , for one rainy Sunday . These are certaine knocking conclusions ; out of which , I am resolu'd , come what come can , come beating , come imprisonment , come infamy , come banishment , nay , come the rack , come the hurdle , ( welcome all ) I will not discouer who I am , till my due time ; and yet still , all shall be , as I said euer , in Iustice name , and the King's , and for the Common-wealth .

WIN.

What doe's he talke to himselfe , and act so seriously ? poore foole !

QVAR.

No matter what . Here 's fresher argument , intend that .

ACT. III. SCENE . IIIJ. COKES . LEATHERHEAD . WASPE . Mistresse OVERDOO . WIN-WIFE . QVARLOVS . TRASH . GRACE .

COme , Mistresse Grace , come Sister , heere 's more fine sights , yet i'faith . Gods 'lid where 's Numps ?

LEA.

What doe you lacke , Gentlemen ? what is 't you buy ? fine Rattles ! Drummes ? Babies ? little Dogges ? and Birds for Ladies ? What doe you lacke ?

COK.

Good honest Numpes , keepe afore , I am so afraid thou 'lt lose somewhat : my heart was at my mouth , when I mist thee .

WAS.

You were best buy a whip i' your hand to driue me .

COK.

Nay , doe not mistake , Numps , thou art so apt to mistake : I would but watch the goods . Looke you now , the treble fiddle , was e'en almost like to be lost .

WAS.

Pray you take heede you lose not your selfe : your best way , were e'en get vp , and ride for more surety . Buy a tokens worth of great pinnes , to fasten your selfe to my shoulder .

LEA.

What doe you lacke , Gentlemen ? fine purses , pouches , pincases , pipes ? What is 't you lacke ? a paire o 'smithes to wake you i' the morning ? or a fine whistling bird ?

COK.

Numps , here be finer things then any we ha' bought by oddes ! and more delicate horses , a great deale ! good Numpes , stay , and come hither .

WAS.

Will you scourse with him ? you are in Smithfield , you may fit your selfe with a fine easy-going street-nag , for your saddle again' Michaelmasse-terme , doe , has he ne'er a little odde cart for you , to make a Carroch on , i' the countrey , with foure pyed hobbyhorses ? why the meazills , should you stand heere , with your traine , cheaping of Dogges , Birds , and Babies ? you ha' no children to bestow 'hem on ? ha' you ?

COK.

No , but again' I ha' children , Numps , that 's all one .

WAS.

Do , do , do , do ; how many shall you haue , think you ? an' I were as you , I 'ld buy for all my Tenants , too , they are a kind o' ciuill Sauages , that wil part with their children for rattles , pipes , and kniues . You were best buy a hatchet , or two , & truck with 'hem .

COK.

Good Numps , hold that little tongue o' thine , and saue it a labour . I am resolute Bat , thou know'st .

WAS.

A resolute foole , you are , I know , and a very sufficient Coxcombe ; with all my heart ; nay you haue it , Sir , and you be angry , turd i' your teeth , twice : ( if I said it not once afore ) and much good doe you .

WIN.

Was there euer such a selfe-affliction ? and so impertinent ?

QVAR.

Alas ! his care will goe neere to cracke him , let 's in , and comfort him .

WAS.

Would I had beene set i' the ground , all but the head on me , and had my braines bowl'd at , or thresh'd out , when first I vnderwent this plague of a charge !

QVAR.

How now , Numps ! almost tir'd i' your Protectorship ? ouerparted ? ouerparted ?

WAS.

Why , I cannot tell , Sir , it may be I am , dos't grieue you ?

QVAR.

No , I sweare dos't not , Numps : to satisfie you .

WAS.

Numps ? S'blood , you are fine and familiar ! how long ha' wee bin acquainted , I pray you ?

QVAR.

I thinke it may be remembred , Numps , that ? 't was since morning sure .

WAS.

Why , I hope I know 't well enough , Sir , I did not aske to be told .

QVAR.

No ? why then ?

WAS.

It 's no matter why , you see with your eyes , now , what I said to you to day ? you 'll beleeue me another time ?

QVAR.

Are you remouing the Fayre , Numps ?

WAS.

A pretty question ! and a very ciuill one ! yes faith , I ha' my lading you see ; or shall haue anon , you may know whose beast I am , by my burthen . If the pannier-mans Iacke were euer better knowne by his loynes of mutton , I 'le be flead , and feede dogs for him , when his time comes .

WIN.

How melancholi Mistresse Grace is yonder ! pray thee let 's goe enter our selues in Grace , with her .

COK,

Those sixe horses , friend I 'le haue —

WAS.

How !

COK.

And the three Iewes trumps ; and halfe a dozen o' Birds , and that Drum , ( I haue one Drumme already ) and your Smiths ; I like that deuice o' your smiths , very pretty well , and foure Halberts — and ( le' me see ) that fine painted great Lady , and her three women for state , I 'le haue .

WAS.

No , the shop ; buy the whole shop , it will be best , the shop , the shop !

LEA.

If his worship please .

WAS.

Yes , and keepe it during the Fayre , Bobchin .

COK.

Peace , Numps , friend , doe not meddle with him , an' you be wise , and would shew your head aboue board : hee will sting thorow your wrought night-cap , beleeue me . A set of these Violines , I would buy too , for a delicate young noise I haue i' the countrey , that are euery one a size lesse then another , iust like your fiddles . I would faine haue a fine young Masque at my marriage , now I thinke on 't : but I doe want such a number o 'things . And Numps will not helpe me now , and I dare not speake to him .

TRA.

Will your worship buy any ginger-bread , very good bread , comfortable bread ?

COK.

Ginger-bread ! yes , let 's see .

WAS.

There 's the tother sprindge ? He runnes to her shop .

LEA.

Is this well , goody Ione ? to interrupt my market ? in the midst ? and call away my customers ? can you answer this , at the Piepouldres ?

TRA.

Why ? if his Master-ship haue a minde to buy , I hope my ware lies as open as another's ; I may shew my ware , as well as you yours .

COK.

Hold your peace ; I 'le content you both : I 'le buy vp his shop , and thy basket .

WAS.

Will you i'faith ?

LEA.

Why should you put him from it , friend ?

WAS.

Cry you mercy ! you 'ld be sold too , would you ? what 's the price on you ? Ierkin , and all as you stand ? ha' you any qualities ?

TRA.

Yes , good-man angry-man , you shall finde he has qualities , if you cheapen him .

WAS.

Gods so , you ha' the selling of him ! what are they ? will they be bought for loue , or money ?

TRA.

No indeed , Sir .

WAS.

For what then ? victualls ?

TRA.

He scornes victuals , Sir , he has bread and butter at home , thanks be to God! and yet he will do more for a good meale , if the toy take him i' the belly , mary then they must not set him at lower end ; if they do , he 'll goe away , though he fast . But put him a top o' the Table , where his place is , and hee 'll doe you forty fiue things . Hee has not been sent for , and sought out for nothing , at your great citty-suppers , to put downe Coriat , and Cokeley , and bin laught at for his labour ; he 'll play you all the Puppets i' the towne ouer , and the Players , euery company , and his owne company too ; he spares no body !

COK.

I'faith ?

TRA.

Hee was the first , Sir , that euer baited the fellow i' the beare's skin , an 't like your worship : no dog euer came neer him , since . And for fine motions !

COK.

Is hee good at those too ? can hee set out a Masque trow ?

TRA.

O Lord , Master ! sought to farre , and neere , for his inuentions : and hee engrosses all , hee makes all the Puppets i' the Fayre .

COK.

Do'st thou ( in troth ) old veluet Ierkin ? giue mee thy hand .

TRA.

Nay , Sir , you shall see him in his veluet Ierkin , and a scarfe , too , at night , when you heare him interpret Master Littlewit's Motion .

COK.

Speake no more , but shut vp shop presently , friend . I 'le buy both it , and thee too , to carry downe with me , and her hamper , beside . Thy shop shall furnish out the Masque , and hers the Banquet : I cannot goe lesse , to set out any thing with credit . what 's the price , at a word , o' thy whole shop , case , and all as it stands ?

LEA.

Sir , it stands me in sixe and twenty shillings seuen pence , halfe-peny , besides three shillings for my ground .

COK.

Well , thirty shillings will doe all , then ! And what comes yours too ?

TRA.

Foure shillings , and eleauen pence , Sir , ground , and all , an 't like your worship .

COK.

Yes , it do's like my worship very well , poore woman , that 's fiue shillings more , what a Masque shall I furnish out , for forty shillings ? ( twenty pound scotsh ) and a Banquet of Ginger-bread ? there 's a stately thing ! Numps ? Sister ? and my wedding gloues too ? ( that I neuer thought on afore . ) All my wedding gloues , Ginger-bread ? O me ! what a deuice will there be ? to make 'hem eate their fingers ends ! and delicate Brooches for the Bride-men ! and all ! and then I 'le ha' this poesie put to 'hem : For the best grace , meaning Mistresse Grace , my wedding poesie .

GRA.

I am beholden to you , Sir , and to your Bartholmew-wit .

WAS.

You doe not meane this , doe you ? is this your first purchase ?

COK.

Yes faith , and I doe not thinke , Numpes , but thou 'lt say , it was the wisest Act , that euer I did in my wardship .

WAS.

Like inough ! I shall say any thing . I !

ACT. III. SCENE . V. IVSTICE . EDGWORTH . NIGHTINGALE .

I Cannot beget a Proiect , with all my politicall braine , yet ; my Proiect is how to fetch off this proper young man , from his debaucht company : I haue followed him all the Fayre ouer , and still I finde him with this songster : And I begin shrewdly to suspect their familiarity ; and the young man of a terrible taint , Poetry ! with which idle disease , if he be infected , there 's no hope of him , in a state-course . Actum est , of him for a common-wealths-man : if hee goe to 't in Rime , once .

EDG.

Yonder he is buying o' Ginger-bread : set in quickly , before he part with too much on his money .

NIG.

My masters and friends , and good people , draw neere , &c.

COK.

Ballads ! harke , harke ! pray thee , fellow , stay a little , He runn's to the Ballad man . good Numpes , looke to the goods . What Ballads hast thou ? let me see , let me see my selfe .

WAS.

Why so ! hee 's flowne 'to another lime-bush , there he will flutter as long more ; till hee ha' ne'r a feather left . Is there a vexation like this , Gentlemen ? will you beleeue mee now , hereafter ? shall I haue credit with you ?

QVAR.

Yes faith , shalt thou , Numps , and thou art worthy on 't , for thou sweatest for 't . I neuer saw a young Pimpe errant , and his Squire better match'd .

WIN-W.

Faith , the sister comes after 'hem , well , too .

GRA.

Nay , if you saw the Iustice her husband , my Guardian , you were fitted for the Messe , hee is such a wise one his way —

WIN-W.

I wonder , wee see him not heere .

GRA.

O! hee is too serious for this place , and yet better sport then then the other three , I assure you , Gentlemen : where ere he is , though 't be o' the Bench .

COK.

How dost thou call it ! A caueat against cutpurses ! a good iest , i'faith , I would faine see that Daemon , your Cutpurse , you talke of , that delicate handed Diuell ; He show's his purse boastingly . they say he walkes hereabout ; I would see him walke , now . Looke you sister , here , here , let him come , sister , and welcome . Ballad-man , do's any cutpurses haunt hereabout ? pray thee raise me one or two : beginne and shew me one .

NIG.

Sir , this is a spell against 'hem , spicke and span new ; and 't is made as 't were in mine owne person , and I sing it in mine owne defence . But 't will cost a penny alone , if you buy it .

COK.

No matter for the price , thou dost not know me , I see , I am an odd Bartholmew .

OVE.

Ha'st a fine picture , Brother ?

COK.

O Sister , doe you remember the ballads ouer the Nursery-chimney at home o' my owne pasting vp , there be braue pictures . Other manner of pictures , than these , friend .

WAS.

Yet these will serue to picke the pictures out o' your pockets , you shall see .

COK.

So , I heard 'hem say . Pray thee mind him not , fellow : hee 'll haue an oare in euery thing .

NIG.

It was intended Sir , as if a purse should chance to be cut in my presence , now , I may be blamelesse , though : as by the sequell , will more plainely appeare .

COK.

We shall find that i' the matter . Pray thee begin .

NIG.

To the tune of Paggingtons Pound , Sir .

COK.

Fa , la la la , la la la , fa la la la . Nay , I 'll put thee in tune , and all ! mine owne country dance ! Pray thee begin .

NIG.

It is a gentle admonition , you must know , Sir , both to the purse-cutter , and the purse-bearer .

COK.

Not a word more , out o' the tune , an' thou lou'st mee : Fa , la la la , la la la , fa la la la . Come , when ?

NIG. My masters and friends , and good people draw neere , And looke to your purses , for that I doe say ; COK.

Ha , ha , this chimes ! good counsell at first dash .

NIG. And though little money , in them you doe beare . It cost more to get , then to lose in a day . COK. Good ! You oft haue beene told , Both the young and the old ; COK. Well said ! hee were to blame that wold not i'faith . And bidden beware of the cutpurse so bold : Then if you take heed not , free me from the curse , Who both giue you warning , for and , the cutpurse . Youth , youth , thou hadst better bin staru'd by thy Nurse , Then liue to be hanged for cutting a purse . COK.

Good i'faith , how say you , Numps ? Is there any harme i'th is ?

NIG. It hath bin vpbrayded to men of my trade , COK. The more coxcombes they that did it , I wusse . That often times we are the cause of this crime . Alacke and for pitty , why should it be said ? As if they regarded or places , or time . Examples haue been Of some that were seen , In Westminster Hall , yea the pleaders between , COK. God a mercy for that ! why should they be more free indeede ? Then why should the Iudges be free from this curse , More then my poore selfe , for cutting the purse ? Youth , youth , thou hadst better bin staru'd by the Nurse , Then liue to be hanged for cutting a purse . COK.

That againe , good Ballad-man , that againe . O rare ! He sings the burden with him . I would faine rubbe mine elbow now , but I dare not pull out my hand . On , I pray thee , hee that made this ballad , shall be Poet to my Masque .

NIG. At Worc'ter 't is knowne well , and euen i' the tayle , A Knight of good worship did there shew his face , Against the foule sinners , in zeale for to rayle , And lost ( ipso facto ) his purse in the place . COK. Is it possible ? Nay , once from the Seat Of Iudgement so great , A Iudge there did lose a faire pouch of veluete . COK. I'faith ? O Lord for thy mercy , how wicked or worse , Are those that so venture their necks for a purse ! Youth , youth , &c. COK.

Youth , youth , & c ? pray thee stay a little , friend , yet o' thy conscience , Numps , speake , is there any harme i'th is ?

WAS.

To tell you true , 't is too good for you , lesse you had grace to follow it .

IVS.

It doth discouer enormitie , I 'le marke it more : I ha'not lik'd a paltry piece of poetry , so well a good while .

COK.

Youth , youth , & c ! where 's this youth , now ? A man must call vpon him , for his owne good , and yet hee will not appeare : looke here , here 's for him , handy-dandy , Hee shewes his purse . which hand will he haue ? On , I pray there , with the rest , I doe heare of him , but I cannot see him , this Master Youth , the cutpurse .

NIG. At Playes and at Sermons , and at the Sessions , 'T is daily their practice such booty to make : Yea , vnder the Gallowes , at Executions , They sticke not the Stare-abouts purses to take . Nay one without-grace , COK. That was a fine fellow ! I would haue him , now . at a better place , At Court , & in Christmas , before the Kings face , Alacke then for pitty must I beare the curse , That onely belongs to the cunning cutpurse ? COK.

But where 's their cunning , now , when they should vse it ? they are all chain'd now , I warrant you . Youth , youth , thou hadst better , &c. The Rat-catchers charme , are all fooles and Asses to this ! A poxe on 'hem , that they will not come ! that a man should haue such a desire to a thing , and want it .

QVAR.

'Fore God , I 'ld giue halfe the Fayre , and 't were mine , for a cutpurse for him , to saue his longing .

COK.

Looke you Sister , heere , heere , where is 't now ? Hee shewes his purse againe . which pocket is 't in ? for a wager ?

WAS.

I beseech you leaue your wagers , and let him end his matter , an 't may be .

COK.

O , are you aedified Numps ?

IVS.

Indeed hee do's interrupt him , too much : There Numps spoke to purpose .

COK.

againe . Sister , I am an Asse , I cannot keepe my purse : on , on ; I pray thee , friend .

NIG. But O , you vile nation of cutpurses all , Relent and repent , and amend and be sound , Edgworth gets vp to him , and tickles him in the care with a straw twice to draw his hand out of his pocket . And know that you ought not , by honest mens fall , Aduance your owne fortunes , to die aboue ground , And though you goe gay , In silkes as you may , It is not the high way to heauen , ( as they say ) Repent then , repent you , for better , for worse : And kisse not the Gallowes for cutting a purse . Youth , youth , thou hadst better bin steru'd by thy Nurse , Then liue to be hanged for cutting a purse . WINW.

Will you see sport ? looke , there 's a fellow gathers vp to him , marke .

QVA.

Good , 'i faith ! ô he has lighted on the wrong pocket . WINW. He has it , 'fore God hee is a braue fellow ; pitty hee should be detected .

ALL

An excellent ballad ! an excellent ballad !

EDG.

Friend , let mee ha' the first , let mee ha' the first , I pray you .

COK.

Pardon mee , Sir . First come , first seru'd ; and I 'le buy the whole bundle too .

WIN.

That conueyance was better then all , did you see 't ? he has giuen the purse to the ballad-singer .

QVAR.

Has hee ?

EDG.

Sir , I cry you mercy ; I 'le not hinder the poore mans profit : pray you mistake me not .

COK.

Sir , I take you for an honest Gentleman ; if that be mistaking , I met you to day afore : ha ! humh ! O God! my purse is gone , my purse , my purse , &c.

WAS.

Come , doe not make a stirre , and cry your selfe an Asse , thorow the Fayre afore your time .

COK.

Why , hast thou it , Numpes ? good Numpes , how came you by it ? I mar'le !

WAS.

I pray you seeke some other gamster , to play the foole with : you may lose it time enough , for all your Fayre-wit .

COK.

By this good hand , gloue and all , I ha' lost it already , if thou hast it not : feele else , and Mistris Grace's handkercher , too , out o' the tother pocket .

WAS.

Why , 't is well ; very well , exceeding pretty , and well .

EDG.

Are you sure you ha' lost it , Sir ?

COK.

O God! yes ; as I am an honest man , I had it but e'en now , at youth , youth .

NIG.

I hope you suspect not me , Sir .

EDG.

Thee ? that were a iest indeede ! Dost thou thinke the Gentleman is foolish ? where hadst thou hands , I pray thee ? Away Asse , away .

IVS.

I shall be beaten againe , if I be spi'd .

EDG.

Sir , I suspect an odde fellow , yonder , is stealing away .

OVE.

Brother , it is the preaching fellow ! you shall suspect him . He was at your tother purse , you know ! Nay , stay , Sir , and view the worke you ha' done , an 'you be benefie'd at the Gallowes , and preach there , thanke your owne handy-worke .

COK.

Sir , you shall take no pride in your preferment : you shall be silenc'd quickly .

IVS.

What doe you meane ? sweet buds of gentility .

COK.

To ha' my peneworths out on you : Bud . No lesse then two purses a day , serue you ? I thought you a simple fellow , when my man Numpes beate you , i' the morning , and pittied you —

OVE.

So did I , I 'll be sworne , brother ; but now I see hee is a lewd , and pernicious Enormity : ( as Master Ouerdoo calls him . )

IVS.

Mine owne words turn'd vpon mee , like swords .

COK.

Cannot a man's purse be at quiet for you , i' the Masters pocket , but you must intice it forth , and debauch it ?

WAS.

Sir , Sir , keepe your debauch , and your fine Bartholmew-termes to your selfe ; and make as much on 'hem as you please . But gi' me this from you , i' the meane time : I beseech you , see if I can looke to this . Wasp takes the Licence from him .

COK.

Why , Numps ?

WAS.

Why ? because you are an Asse , Sir , there 's a reason the shortest way , and you will needs ha' it ; now you ha' got the tricke of losing , you 'ld lose your breech , an 't 't were loose . I know you , Sir , come , deliuer , you 'll goe and cracke the vermine , you breed now , will you ? 't is very fine , will you ha' the truth on 't ? they are such retchlesse flies as you are , that blow cutpurses abroad in euery corner ; your foolish hauing of money , makes 'hem . An' there were no wiser then I , Sir , the trade should lye open for you , Sir , it should i'faith , Sir . I would teach your wit to come to your head , Sir , as well as your land to come into your hand , I assure you , Sir .

WIN.

Alacke , good Numps .

WAS.

Nay , Gentlemen , neuer pitty mee , I am not worth it : Lord send me at home once , to Harrow o' the Hill againe , if I trauell any more , call me Coriat ; with all my heart .

QVAR.

Stay , Sir , I must haue a word with you in priuate . Doe you heare ?

EDG.

With me , Sir ? what 's your pleasure ? good Sir .

QVAR.

Doe not deny it . You are a cutpurse , Sir , this Gentleman here , and I , saw you , nor doe we meane to detect you ( though we can sufficiently informe our selues , toward the danger of concealing you ) but you must doe vs a piece of seruice .

EDG.

Good Gentlemen , doe not vndoe me ; I am a ciuill young man , and but a beginner , indeed .

QVAR.

Sir , your beginning shall bring on your ending , for vs . We are no Catchpoles nor Constables . That you are to vndertake , is this ; you saw the old fellow , with the blacke boxe , here ?

EDG.

The little old Gouernour , Sir ?

QVAR.

That same : I see , you haue flowne him to a marke already . I would ha' you get away that boxe from him , and bring it vs .

EDG.

Would you ha' the boxe and all , Sir ? or onely that , that is in 't ? I 'le get you that , and leaue him the boxe , to play with still : ( which will be the harder o' the two ) because I would gaine your worships good opinion of me .

WIN-W.

He sayes well , 't is the greater Mastry , and 't will make the more sport when 't is mist .

EDG.

I , and 't will be the longer a missing , to draw on the sport .

QVAR.

But looke you doe it now , sirrah , and keepe your word : or —

EDG.

Sir , if euer I breake my word , with a Gentleman , may I neuer read word at my need . Where shall I find you ?

QVAR.

Some-where i' the Fayre , heereabouts . Dispatch it quickly . I would faine see the carefull foole deluded ! of all Beasts , I loue the serious Asse . He that takes paines to be one , and playes the foole , with the greatest diligence that can be .

GRA.

Then you would not chose , Sir , but loue my Guardian , Iustice Ouerdoe , who is answerable to that description , in euery haire of him .

QVAR.

So I haue heard . But how came you , Mistis Welborne , to be his Ward ? or haue relation to him , at first ?

GRA.

Faith , through a common calamity , he bought me , Sir ; and now he will marry me to his wiues brother , this wise Gentleman , that you see , or else I must pay value o' my land

QVAR.

S'lid , is there no deuice of disparagement ? or so ? talke with some crafty fellow , some picklocke o' the Law ! Would I had studied a yeere longer i' the Innes of Court , and 't had beene but i' your case .

WIN-W.

I Master Quarlous , are you proffering ?

GRA.

You 'ld bring but little ayde , Sir .

WIN-W.

( I 'le looke to you 'ifaith , Gamster . ) An vnfortunate foolish Tribe you are falne into , Lady , I wonder you can endure 'hem .

GRA.

Sir , they that cannot worke their fetters off ; must weare 'hem .

WINW.

You see what care they haue on you , to leaue you thus .

GRA.

Faith the same they haue of themselues , Sir . I cannot greatly complaine , if this were all the plea I had against 'hem .

WIN.

'T is true ! but will you please to withdraw with vs , a little , and make them thinke , they haue lost you . I hope our manners ha' beene such hitherto , and our language , as will giue you no cause , to doubt your selfe , in our company .

GRA.

Sir , I will giue my selfe , no cause ; I am so secure of mine owne manners , as I suspect not yours .

QVAR.

Looke where Iohn Little-wit comes .

WIN-W.

Away , I 'le not be seene , by him .

QVAR.

No , you were not best , hee 'ld tell his mother , the widdow .

WIN W.

Heatt , what doe you meane ?

QVAR.

Cry you mercy , is the winde there ? must not the widdow be nam'd ?

ACT. III SCENE . VI. IOHN . WIN. TRASH . LEATHERHEAD . KNOCKHVM . BVSY. PVRE CRAFT .

DOe you heare Win , Win ?

WIN.

What say you , Iohn ?

IOH.

While they are paying the reckoning , Win , I 'll tell you a thing Win , wee shall neuer see any sights i' the Fayre , Win , except you long still , Win , good Win , sweet Win , long to see some Hobby-horses , and some Drummes , and Rattles , and Dogs , and fine deuices , Win . The Bull with the fiue legs , Win ; and the great Hog : now you ha' begun with Pigge , you may long for any thing , Win , and so for my Motion , Win .

WIN.

But we sha'not eat o' the Bull , and the Hogge , Iohn , how shall I long then ?

IOH.

O yes ! Win : you may long to see , as well as to taste , Win : how did the Pothecarie's wife , Win , that long'd to see the Anatomy , Win ? or the Lady , Win , that desir'd to spit i' the great Lawyers mouth , after an eloquent pleading ? I assure you they long'd , Win , good Win , goe in , and long .

TRA.

I think we are rid of our new customer , brother Leather-head , wee shall heare no more of him . They plot to be gone .

LEA.

All the better , let 's packe vp all , and be gone , before he finde vs

TRA.

Stay a little , yonder comes a company : it may be wee may take some more money .

KNO,

Sir , I will take your counsell , and cut my haire , and leaue vapours : I see , that Tabacco , and Bottle-Ale , and Pig , and Whit , and very Vrsla , her selfe , is all vanity .

BVS.

Onely Pigge was not comprehended in my admonition , the rest were . For long haire , it is an Ensigne of pride , a banner , and the world is full of those banners , very full of Banners . And , bottle-ale is a drinke of Sathan's , a diet-drinke of Sathans , deuised to puffe vs vp , and make vs swell in this latter age of vanity , as the smoake of tabacco , to keepe vs in mist and error : But the fleshly woman , ( which you call Vrsla ) is aboue all to be auoyded , hauing the marks vpon her , of the three enemies of Man , the World , as being in the Faire ; the Deuill , as being in the fire ; and and the Flesh , as being her selfe .

PVR.

Brother Zeale-of-the-land ! what shall we doe ? my daughter Win-the-fight , is falne into her fit of longing againe .

BVS.

For more pig ? there is no more , is there ?

PVR.

To see some sights , i' the Faire .

BVS.

Sister , let her fly the impurity of the place , swiftly , lest shee partake of the pitch thereof . Thou art the seate of the Beast , O Smithfield , and I will leaue thee . Idolatry peepeth out on euery side of thee .

KNO.

An excellent right Hypocrite ! now his belly is full , he falls a railing and kicking , the Iade . A very good vapour ! I 'll in , and ioy Vrsla , with telling , how her pigge works , two and a halfe he eate to his share . And he has drunke a pailefull . He eates with his eyes , as well as his teeth .

LEA.

What doe you lack , Gentlemen ? What is 't you buy ? Rattles , Drumms , Babies . —

BVS.

Peace , with thy Apocryphall wares , thou prophane Publican : thy Bells , thy Dragons , and thy Tobie's Dogges . Thy Hobby-horse is an Idoll , a very Idoll , a feirce and rancke Idoll : And thou , the Nabuchadnezzar , the proud Nabuchadnezzar of the Faire , that set'st it vp , for children to fall downe to , and worship .

LEA.

Cry you mercy , Sir , will you buy a fiddle to fill vp your noise .

IOH.

Looke Win . doe , looke a Gods name , and saue your longing . Here be fine sights .

PVR.

I child , so you hate 'hem , as our Brother Zeale do's , you may looke on 'hem .

LEA.

Or what do you say , to a Drumme . Sir ?

BVS.

It is the broken belly of the Beast , and thy Bellowes there are his lungs , and these Pipes are his throate , those Feathers are of his taile , and thy Rattles , the gnashing of his teeth .

TRA.

And what 's my ginger-bread ? I pray you .

BVS.

The prouander that pricks him vp . Hence with thy basket of Popery , thy nest of Images : and whole legend of ginger-worke .

LEA.

Sir if you be not quiet , the quicklier , I 'll ha' you clapp'd fairely by the heeles , for disturbing the Faire .

BVS.

The sinne of the Faire prouokes me , I cannot bee silent .

PVR.

Good brother Zeale !

LEA.

Sir , I 'll make you silent , beleeue it .

IOH.

I l'd giue a shilling , you could i'faith , friend .

LEA.

Sir , giue me your shilling , I 'll giue you my shop , if I do not , and I 'll leaue it in pawne with you , i' the meane time .

IOH.

A match i'faith , but do it quickly , then .

BVS.

Hinder me not , woman . I was mou'd in spirit , He speakes to the widdow . to bee here , this day , in this Faire , this wicked , and foule Faire ; and fitter may it be a called a foule , then a Faire : To protest against the abuses of it , the foule abuses of it , in regard of the afflicted Saints , that are troubled , very much troubled , exceedingly troubled , with the opening of the merchandize of Babylon againe , & the peeping of Popery vpon the stals , here , here , in the high places . See you not Goldylocks , the purple strumpet , there ? in her yellow gowne , and greene sleeues ? the prophane pipes , the tinckling timbrells ? A shop of reliques !

IOH.

Pray you forbeare , I am put in trust with 'hem .

BVS.

And this Idolatrous Groue of Images , this flasket of Idols ! Ouerthrows the ginger-bread . which I will pull downe —

( TRA . O my ware , my ware , God blesse it . )

BVS.

In my zeale , and glory to be thus exercis'd .

LEA.

Here he is , pray you lay hold on his zeale , wee cannot sell a whistle , for him , in tune . Stop his noyse , first !

BVS.

Thou canst not : 't is a sanctified noise . Leather-head enters with officers I will make a loud and most strong noise , till I haue daunted the prophane enemy . And for this cause . —

LEA.

Sir , heer 's no man afraid of you , or your cause . You shall sweare it , i' the stocks , Sir .

BVS.

I will thrust my selfe into the stocks , vpon the pikes of the Land .

LEA.

Carry him away .

PVR.

What doe you meane , wicked men ?

BVS.

Let them alone ; I feare them not .

IOH.

Was not this shilling well ventur'd , Win ? for our liberty ? Now we may goe play , and see ouer the Fayre , where we list our selues ; my mother is gone after him , and let her ee'n go , and loose vs .

WIN.

Yes Iohn , but I know not what to doe .

IOH.

For what , Win ?

WIN.

For a thing , I am asham'd to tell you , i'faith , and 't is too farre to go home .

IOH.

I pray thee bee not asham'd , Win . Come , i'faith thou shall not be asham'd , is it any thing about the Hobby-horse-man ? an 't be , speake freely .

WIN.

Hang him , base Bobchin , I scorne him ; no , I haue very great , what sha' call 'um , Iohn .

IOH.

ô ! Is that all , Win ? wee 'll goe backe to Captaine Iordan ; to the pig-womans , Win . hee 'll helpe vs , or she with a dripping pan , or an old kettle , or something . The poore greasie soule loues you , Win , and after we 'll visit the Fayre all ouer , Win , and , see my Puppet play , Win , you know it 's a fine matter , Win .

LEA.

Let 's away , I counsell'd you to packe vp afore , Ione .

TRA.

A poxe of his Bedlem purity . Hee has spoyl'd halfe my ware : but the best is , wee lose nothing , if wee misse our first Merchant .

LEA.

It shall be hard for him to finde , or know vs , when we are translated , Ione .

ACT. IIII. SCENE . I. TROVBLE-ALL . BRISTLE . HAGGISE , COKES . IVSTICE . POCHER , BVSY. PVRECRAFT .

MY Masters , I doe make no doubt , but you are officers .

BRI.

What then , Sir ?

TRO.

And the Kings louing , and obedient subiects .

BRI.

Obedient , friend ? take heede what you speake , I aduise you : Oliuer Bristle aduises you . His louing subiects , we grant you : but not his obedient , at this time , by your leaue , wee know our selues , a little better then so , wee are to command , Sr. and such as you are to be obedient . Here 's one of his obedient subiects , going to the stocks , and wee 'll make you such another , if you talke .

TRO.

You are all wise enough i' your places , I know .

BRI.

If you know it , Sir , why doe you bring it in question ?

TRO.

I question nothing , pardon me . I do only hope you haue warrant , for what you doe , and so , quit you , and so , multiply you .

HAG.

He goes away againe . What 's hee ? bring him vp to the stocks there . Why bring you him not vp ?

TRO.

If you haue Iustice Ouerdoo's warrant , 't is well : comes again . you are safe ; that is the warrant of warrants . I 'le not giue this button , for any mans warrant else .

BRI.

Like enough , Sir , but let me tell you , an' you play away your buttons , thus , you will want 'hem ere night , goes away . for any store I see about you : you might keepe 'hem , and saue pinnes , I wusse .

IVS.

What should hee be , that doth so esteeme , and aduance my warrant ? he seemes a sober and discreet person ! it is a comfort to a good conscience , to be follow'd with a good fame , in his sufferings . The world will haue a pretty tast by this , how I can beare aduersity : and it will beget a kind of reuerence , toward me , hereafter , euen from mine enemies , when they shall see I carry my calamity nobly , and that it doth neither breake mee , nor bend mee .

HAG.

Come , Sir , heere 's a place for you to preach in . They put him in the stocks . Will you put in your legge ?

IVS.

That I will , cheerefully .

BRI.

O' my conscience a Seminary ! hee kisses the stockes .

COK.

Well my Masters , I 'le leaue him with you ; now I see him bestow'd , I 'le goe looke for my goods , and Numps .

HAG.

You may , Sir , I warrant you ; where 's the tother Bawler ? fetch him too , you shall find 'hem both fast enough .

IVS.

In the mid'st of this tumult , I will yet be the Author of mine owne rest , and not minding their fury , sit in the stockes , in that calme , as shall be able to trouble a Triumph .

TRO.

Doe you assure me vpon your words ? comes again , may I vndertake for you , if I be ask'd the question ; that you haue this warrant ?

HAG.

What 's this fellow , for Gods sake ?

TRO.

Doe but shew me Adam Ouerdoo , and I am satisfied . goes out .

BRI.

Hee is a fellow that is distracted , they say ; one Trouble-all . hee was an officer in the Court of Pie-poulders , here last yeere , and put out on his place by Iustice Ouerdoo .

IVS.

Ha!

BRI.

Vpon which , he tooke an idle conceipt , and 's runne mad vpon 't . So that euer since , hee will doe nothing , but by Iustice Ouerdoo's warrant , he will not eate a crust , nor drinke a little , nor make him in his apparell , ready . His wife , Sirreuerence , cannot get him make his water , or shift his shirt , without his warrant .

IVS.

If this be true , this is my greatest disaster ! how am I bound to satisfie this poore man , that is of so good a nature to mee , out of his wits ! where there is no roome left for dissembling . comes in .

TRO.

If you cannot shew me Adam Ouerdoo , I am in doubt of you : I am afraid you cannot answere it .

HAG.

Before me , goes againe . Neighbour Bristle ( and now I thinke on 't better ) Iustice Ouerdoo , is a very parantory person .

BRI.

O! are you aduis'd of that ? and a seuere Iusticer , by your leaue .

IVS.

Doe I heare ill o'th at side , too ?

BRI.

He will sit as vpright o' the bench , an' you marke him , as a candle i' the socket , and giue light to the whole Court in euery businesse .

HAG.

But he will burne blew , and swell like a bile ( God blesse vs ) an' he be angry .

BRI ..

I , and hee will be angry too , when his list , that 's more : and when hee is angry , be it right or wrong ; hee has the Law on 's side , euer . I marke that too .

IVS.

I will be more tender hereafter . I see compassion may become a Iustice , though it be a weaknesse , I confesse ; and neerer a vice , then a vertue .

HAG.

They take the Iustice out . Well , take him out o' the stocks againe , wee 'll goe a sure way to worke , wee 'll ha' the Ace of hearts of our side , if we can .

POC.

Come , bring him away to his fellow , there . Master Busy , we shall rule your legges , I hope , though wee cannot rule your tongue .

BVS.

No , Minister of darkenesse , no , thou canst not rule my tongue , my tongue it is mine own ; and with it I will both knocke and mocke downe your Bartholmew abhominations , till you 〈◊〉 made a hissing to the neighbour Parishes , round about .

HAG.

Let him alone , we haue deuis'd better vpon 't .

PVR.

And shall he not into the stocks then ?

BRI.

No , Mistresse , wee 'll haue 'hem both to Iustice Ouerdoo , and let him doe ouer 'hem as is fitting . Then I , and my gossip Haggis , and my beadle Pocher are discharg'd .

PVR.

O , I thanke you , blessed , honest men !

BRI.

Nay , neuer thank vs , but thank this mad-man that comes heere , hee put it in our heads .

PVR.

Is hee mad ? Now heauen increase his madnesse , and blesse it , Comes againe . and thanke it , Sir , your poore hand-maide thanks you .

TRO.

Haue you a warrant ? an' you haue a warrant , shew it .

PVR.

Yes , I haue a warrant out of the word , to giue thankes for remouing any scorne intended to the brethren .

TRO.

It is Iustice Ouerdoo's warrant , that I looke for , if you haue not that , keepe your word , I 'le keepe mine . Quit yee , and multiply yee .

ACT. IIII. SCENE . II. EDGWORTH . TROVBLE-ALL . NIGHTINGALE . COKES . COSTARDMONGER .

COme away Nightingale , I pray thee .

TRO.

Whither goe you ? where 's your warrant ?

EDG.

Warrant , for what , Sir ?

TRO.

For what you goe about , you know how fit it is , an' you haue no warrant , blesse you , I 'le pray for you , Goes out . that 's all I can doe .

EDG.

What meanes hee ?

NIG.

A mad-man that haunts the Fayre , doe you not know him ? it's maruell hee has not more followers , after his ragged heeles .

EDG.

Beshrew him , he startled me : I thought he had knowne of our plot . Guilt 's a terrible thing ! ha' you prepar'd the Costard-monger ?

NIG.

Yes , and agreed for his basket of peares ; hee is at the corner here , ready . And your Prise , he comes downe , sailing , that way , all alone ; without his Protector : hee is rid of him , it seemes .

EDG.

I , I know ; I should ha' follow'd his Protector-ship for a feat I am to doe vpon him : But this offer'd it selfe , so i' the way , I could not let it scape : heere he comes , whistle , Nightingale whistles be this sport call'd Dorring the Dottrell .

NIG.

Wh , wh , wh , wh , &c.

COK.

By this light , I cannot finde my ginger-bread-Wife , nor my Hobby-horse-man in all the Fayre , now ; to ha' my money againe . And I do not know the way out on 't , to go home for more , doe you heare , friend , you that whistle ; what tune is that , you whistle ?

NIG.

A new tune , I am practising , Sir .

COK.

Dost thou know where I dwell , I pray thee ? nay , on with thy tune , I ha' no such hast , for an answer : I 'le practise with thee . Nightingale sets his foote afore him , and he falls with his basket .

COS.

Buy any peares , very fine peares , peares fine .

COK.

Gods so ! a musse , a musse , a musse , a musse .

COS.

Good Gentleman , my ware , my ware , I am a poore man . Good Sir , my ware .

NIG.

Cokes falls a scrambling whilest they runne away with his things . Let me hold your sword , Sir , it troubles you .

COK.

Doe , and my cloake , an 'thou wilt ; and my hat , too .

EDG.

A delicate great boy ! me thinks , he out-scrambles 'hem all . I cannot perswade my selfe , but he goes to grammer-schole yet ; and playes the trewant , to day .

NIG.

Would he had another purse to cut , Zekiel .

EDG.

Purse ? a man might cut out his kidneys , I thinke ; and he neuer feele 'hem , he is so earnest at the sport .

NIG.

His soule is halfe way out on 's body , at the game .

EDG.

Away , Nightingale : that way .

COK.

I thinke I am furnish'd for Catherne peares , for one vnder-meale : gi' me my cloake .

COS.

Good Gentleman , giue me my ware .

COK.

Where 's the fellow , I ga' my cloake to ? my cloake ? and my hat ? He runs out . ha ! Gods'lid , is he gone ? thieues , thieues , helpe me to cry , Gentlemen .

EDG.

Away , Costermonger , come to vs to Vrsla's . Talke of him to haue a soule ? 'heart , if hee haue any more then a thing giuen him in stead of salt , onely to keepe him from stinking , I 'le be hang'd afore my time , presently , where should it be trow ? in his blood ; hee has not so much to'ard it in his whole body , as will maintaine a good Flea ; And if hee take this course , he will not ha' so much land left , as to reare a Calfe within this twelue month . Was there euer greene Plouer so pull'd ! That his little Ouerseer had beene heere now , and beene but tall enough , to see him steale peares , in exchange , for his beauer-hat , and his cloake thus ? I must goe finde him out , next , for his blacke boxe , and his Patent ( it seemes ) hee has of his place ; which I thinke the Gentleman would haue a reuersion of ; that spoke to me for it so earnestly .

COK.

He comes againe . Would I might lose my doublet , and hose , too ; as I am an honest man , and neuer stirre , if I thinke there be any thing , but thieuing , and cooz'ning , i'th is whole Fayre , Bartholmew-fayre , quoth he ; an' euer any Bartholmew had that lucke in 't , that I haue had , I 'le be martyr'd for him , throws away his peares . and in Smithfield , too . I ha' paid for my peares , a rot on 'hem , I 'le keepe 'hem no longer ; you were choake-peares to mee ; I had bin better ha' gone to mum chance for you , I wusse . Me thinks the Fayre should not haue vs'd me thus , and 't were but for my names sake , I would not ha' vs'd a dog o' the name , so . O , Numps will triumph , now ! Friend , doe you know who I am ? or where I lye ? I doe not my selfe , I 'll be sworne . Doe but carry me home , and I 'le please thee , I ha' money enough there , I ha' lost my selfe , and my cloake and my hat ; and my fine sword , and my sister , and Numps , and Mistris Grace , ( a Gentlewoman that I should ha' marryed ) and a cut-worke handkercher , shee ga' mee , and two purses to day . And my bargaine o' Hobby-horses and Ginger-bread , which grieues me worst of all .

TRO.

Trouble-all comes again . By whose warrant , Sir , haue you done all this ?

COK.

Warrant ? thou art a wise fellow , indeed , as if a man need a warrant to lose any thing , with .

TRO.

Yes , Iustice Ouerdo's warrant , a man may get , and lose with , I 'le stand to 't .

COK.

Iustice Ouerdoo ? Dost thou know him ? I lye there , hee is my brother in Law , hee marryed my sister : pray thee shew me the way , dost thou know the house ?

TRO.

Sir , shew mee your warrant , I know nothing without a warrant , pardon me .

COK.

Why , I warrant thee , come along : thou shalt see , I haue wrought pillowes there , and cambricke sheetes , and sweete bags , too . Pray thee guide me to the house .

TRO.

Sir , I 'le tell you ; goe you thither your selfe , first , alone ; tell your worshipfull brother your minde : and but bring me three lines of his hand , or his Clerkes , with Adam Ouerdoo , vnderneath ; here I 'le stay you , I le obey you , and I 'le guide you presently .

COK.

S'lid , this is an Asse , I ha' found him , poxe vpon mee , what doe I talking to such a dull foole ; farewell , you are a very Coxcomb , doe you heare ?

TRO.

I thinke , I am , if Iustice Ouerdoo signe to it , I am , and so wee are all , hee 'll quit vs all , multiply vs all .

ACT. IIII . SCENE . IIJ. GRACE. QVARLOVS . WIN-WIFE . They enter with their swords drawne . TROVBLE-ALL . EDGWORTH .

GEntlemen , this is no way that you take : you do but breed one another trouble , and offence , and giue me no contentment at all . I am no she , that affects to be quarell'd for , or haue my name or fortune made the question of mens swords .

QVA.

S'lood , wee loue you .

GRA.

If you both loue mee , as you pretend , your owne reason will tell you , but one can enioy me ; and to that point , there leads a directer line , then by my infamy , which must follow , if you fight . 'T is true , I haue profest it to you ingenuously , that rather then to be yoak'd with this Bridegroome is appointed me , I would take vp any husband , almost vpon any trust . Though Subtilty would say to me , ( I know ) hee is a foole , and has an estate , and I might gouerne him , and enioy a friend , beside . But these are not my aymes , I must haue a husband I must loue , or I cannot liue with him . I shall ill make one of these politique wiues !

WIN-W.

Why , if you can like either of vs , Lady , say , which is he , and the other shall sweare instantly to desist .

QVA.

Content , I accord to that willingly .

GRA.

Sure you thinke me a woman of an extreme leuity , Gentlemen , or a strange fancy , that ( meeting you by chance in such a place , as this , both at one instant , and not yet of two hours acquaintance , neither of you deseruing afore the other , of me ) I should so forsake my modesty ( though I might affect one more particularly ) as to say , This is he , and name him .

QVA.

Why , wherefore should you not ? What should hinder you ?

GRA.

If you would not giue it to my modesty , allow it yet to my wit ; giue me so much of woman , and cunning , as not to betray my selfe impertinently . How can I iudge of you , so farre as to a choyse , without knowing you more ? you are both equall , and alike to mee , yet : and so indifferently affected by mee , as each of you might be the man , if the other were away . For you are reasonable creatures , you haue vnderstanding , and discourse . And if fate send me an vnderstanding husband , I haue no feare at all , but mine owne manners shall make him a good one .

QVAR.

Would I were put forth to making for you , then .

GRA.

It may be you are , you know not what 's toward you : will you consent to a motion of mine , Gentlemen ?

WINW.

What euer it be , we 'll presume reasonablenesse , comming from you .

QVAR.

And fitnesse , too .

GRA.

I saw one of you buy a paire of tables , e'en now .

WIN-W.

Yes , heere they be , and maiden ones too , vnwritten in .

GRA.

The fitter for what they may be imployed in . You shall write either of you , heere , a word , or a name , what you like best ; but of two , or three syllables at most : and the next person that comes this way ( because Destiny has a high hand in businesse of this nature ) I 'le demand , which of the two words , he , or she doth approue ; and according to that sentence , fixe my resolution , and affection , without change .

QVAR.

Agreed , my word is conceiued already .

WIN-W.

And mine shall not be long creating after .

GRA.

But you shall promise , Gentlemen , not to be curious to know , which of you it is , taken ; but giue me leaue to conceale that till you haue brought me , either home , or where I may safely tender my selfe .

WIN-W

Why that 's but equall .

QVAR.

Wee are pleas'd .

GRA.

Because I will bind both your indeauours to work together , friendly , and ioyntly , each to the others fortune , and haue my selfe fitted with some meanes , to make him that is forsaken , a part of amends .

QVAR.

These conditions are very curteous . Well my word is out of the Arcadia , then : Argalus .

WIN-W.

And mine out of the play , Palemon .

TRO.

Haue you any warrant for this , Gentlemen ? Trouble-all comes again .

QVAR. WIN-W.

Ha!

TRO.

There must be a warrant had , beleeue it .

WIN-W.

For what ?

TRO.

For whatsoeuer it is , any thing indeede , no matter what .

QVA.

S'light , here 's a fine ragged Prophet , dropt downe ' ithe nicke !

TRO.

Heauen quit you , Gentlemen .

QVA.

Nay , stay a little , good Lady , put him to the question .

GRA.

You are content , then ?

WIN-W. QVAR.

Yes yes .

GRA.

Sir , heere are two names written —

TRO.

Is Iudice Ouerdoo , one ?

GRA.

How , Sir ? I pray you read 'hem to your selfe , it is for a wager betweene these Gentlemen , and with a stroake or any difference , marke which you approue best .

TRO.

They may be both worshipfull names for ought I know , Mistresse , but Adam Ouerdoo had beene worth three of 'hem , I assure you , in this place , that 's in plaine english .

GRA.

This man amazes mee ! I pray you , like one of 'hem , Sir .

TRO.

I doe like him there , that has the best warrant , Mistresse , to saue your longing , and ( multiply him ) It may be this . But I am I still for Iustice Ouerdoo , that 's my conscience . And quit you .

WIN-W.

Is 't done , Lady ?

GRA.

I , and strangely , as euer I saw ! What fellow is this trow ?

QVA.

No matter what , a Fortune-teller wee ha' made him . Which is 't , which is 't .

GRA.

Nay , did you not promise , not to enquire ?

QVA.

S'lid , I forgot that , pray you pardon mee . Looke , here 's our Mercury come : The Licence arriues i' the finest time , too ! 't is but scraping out Cokes his name , and 't is done .

WIN-W.

How now lime-twig ? hast thou touch'd .

EDG.

Not yet , Sir , except you would goe with mee , and see 't , it 's not worth speaking on . The act is nothing , without a witnesse . Yonder he is , your man with the boxe falne into the finest company , and so transported with vapours , they ha' got in a Northren Clothier , and one Puppy , a Westerne man , that 's come to wrastle before my Lord Maior , anone , and Captaine Whit , and one Val Cutting , that helpes Captaine Iordan to roare , a circling boy : with whom your Numps , is so taken , that you may strip him of his cloathes , if you will . I 'le vndertake to geld him for you ; if you had but a Surgeon , ready , to feare him . And Mistresse Iustice , there , is the goodest woman ! shee do's so loue 'hem all ouer , in termes of Iustice , and the Stile of authority , with her hood vpright — that I beseech you come away Gentlemen , and see 't .

QVAR.

S'light , I would not lose it for the Fayre , what 'll you doe , Ned ?

WIN-W.

Why , stay heere about for you , Mistresse Welborne must not be seene .

QVA.

Doe so , and find out a Priest i' the meane time , I 'le bring the License . Lead , which way is 't ?

EDG.

Here , Sir , you are o' the backeside o' the Booth already , you may heare the noise .

ACT. IIIJ. SCENE . IV. KNOCKHVM . NORDERN . PVPPY . CVTTING . WHIT. EDGWORTH . QVARLOVS . OVERDOO . WASPE . BRISTLE .

WHit , bid Vall Cutting continue the vapours for a lift , Whit , for a lift .

NOR.

I l'e ne mare , I l'e ne mare , the eale's too meeghty .

KNO.

How now ! my Galloway Nag , the staggers ? ha ! Whit , gi 'him a slit i' the fore-head . Cheare vp , man , a needle , and threed to stitch his eares . I 'ld cure him now an' I had it , with a little butter , and garlike , long-pepper , and graines . Where 's my horne ? I 'le gi 'him a mash , presently , shall take away this dizzinesse .

PVP.

Why , where are you zurs ? doe you flinch , and leaue vs i' the zuds , now ?

NOR.

I 'le ne mare , I' is e'en as full as a paper bag , by my troth , I .

PVP.

Doe my Northerne cloth shrinke i' the wetting ? ha ?

KNO.

Why , well said , old Flea-bitten , thou 'lt neuer tyre , I see .

CVT.

They fall to their vapours , againe . No , Sir , but he may tire , if it please him .

WHI.

Who told dee sho ? that he vuld neuer teer , man ?

CVT.

No matter who told him so , so long as he knowes .

KNO.

Nay , I know nothing , Sir , pardon me there .

EDG.

They are at it stil , Sir , this they call vapours .

WHI.

He shall not pardon dee , Captaine , dou shalt not be pardon'd . Pre'de shweete heart doe not pardon him .

CVT.

S'light , I 'le pardon him , an' I list , whosoeuer saies nay to 't .

QVAR.

Where 's Numps ? I misse him . Here they continue their game of vapours , which is non sense . Euery man to oppose the last man that spake : whether it concern'd him , or no .

WAS.

Why , I say nay to 't .

QVAR.

O there he is !

KNO.

To what doe you say nay , Sir ?

WAS.

To any thing , whatsoeuer it is , so long as I do not like it .

WHI.

Pardon me , little man , dou musht like it a little .

CVT.

No , hee must not like it at all , Sir , there you are i' the wrong .

WHI.

I tinke I be , he musht not like it , indeede .

CVT.

Nay , then he both must , and will like it , Sir , for all you .

KNO.

If he haue reason , he may like it , Sir .

WHI.

By no meansh Captaine , vpon reason , he may like nothing vpon reason .

WAS.

I haue no reason , nor I will heare of no reason , nor I will looke for no reason , and he is an Asse , that either knowes any , or lookes for 't from me .

CVT.

Yes , in some sense you may haue reason , Sir .

WAS.

I , in some sense , I care not if I grant you .

WHI.

Pardon mee , thou ougsht to grant him nothing , in no shensh , if dou doe loue dy shelfe , angry man .

WAS.

Why then , I doe grant him nothing ; and I haue no sense .

CVT.

'T is true , thou hast no sense indeed .

WAS.

S'lid , but I haue sense , now I thinke on 't better , and I will grant him any thing , doe you see ?

KNO.

He is i' the right , and do's vtter a sufficient vapour .

CVT.

Nay , it is no sufficient vapour , neither , I deny that .

KNO.

Then it is a sweet vapour .

CVT.

It may be a sweet vapour .

WAS.

Nay , it is no sweet vapour , neither , Sir , it stinkes , and I 'le stand to 't .

WHI.

Yes , I tinke it dosh shtinke , Captaine . All vapour dosh shtinke .

WAS.

Nay , then it do's not stinke , Sir , and it shall not stinke .

CVT.

By your leaue , it may , Sir .

WAS.

I , by my leaue , it may stinke , I know that .

WHI.

Pardon me , thou knowesht nothing , it cannot by thy leaue , angry man .

WAS.

How can it not ?

KNO.

Nay , neuer question him , for he is i' the right .

WHI.

Yesh , I am I 'de right , I confesh it , so ish de little man too .

WAS.

I 'le haue nothing confest , that concernes mee . I am not i' the right , nor neuer was i' the right , nor neuer will be i' the right , while I am in my right minde ,

CVT.

Minde ? why , heere 's no man mindes you , Sir , They drinke againe . nor any thing else .

PVP.

Friend , will you mind this that wee doe ?

QVA.

Call you this vapours ? this is such beltching of quarrell , as I neuer heard . Will you minde your businesse , Sir ?

EDG.

You shall see , Sir .

NOR.

I 'le ne maire , my waimb warkes too mickle with this anready .

EDG.

Will you take that , Master Waspe , that no body should minde you ?

WAS.

Why ? what ha' you to doe ? is 't any matter to you ?

EDG.

No , but me thinks you should not be vnminded , though ,

WAS.

Nor , I wu'not be , now I thinke on 't , doe you heare , new acquaintance , do's no man mind me , say you ?

CVT.

Yes , Sir , euery man heere mindes you , but how ?

WAS.

Nay , I care as little how , as you doe , that was not my question .

WHI.

No , noting was ty question , tou art a learned man , and I am a valiant man , i'faith la , tou shalt speake for mee , and I vill fight for tee .

KNO.

Fight for him , Whit ? A grosse vapour , hee can fight for himselfe .

WAS.

It may be I can , but it may be , I wu' not , how then ?

CVT.

Why , then you may chuse .

WAS.

Why , and I 'le chuse whether I 'le chuse or no .

KNO.

I thinke you may , and 't is true ; and I allow it for a resolute vapour .

WAS.

Nay , then , I doe thinke you doe not thinke , and it is no resolute vapour .

CVT.

Yes , in some sort he may allow you .

KNO.

In no sort , Sir , pardon me , I can allow him nothing . You mistake the vapour .

WAS.

He mistakes nothing , Sir , in no sort .

WHI.

Yes , I pre dee now , let him mistake .

WAS.

A turd i' your teeth , neuer pre dee mee , for I will haue nothing mistaken .

KNO.

They fall by the cares . Turd , ha turd ? a noysome vapour , strike Whit .

OVE.

Why , Gentlemen , why Gentlemen , I charge you vpon my authority , conserue the peace . In the Kings name , and my Husbands , put vp your weapons , I shall be driuen to commit you my selfe , else .

QVA.

Ha , ha , ha .

WAS.

Why doe you laugh , Sir ?

QVA.

Sir , you 'll allow mee my christian liberty . I may laugh , I hope .

CVT.

In some sort you may , and in some sort you may not , Sir .

KNO.

Nay in some sort , Sir , hee may neither laugh , nor hope , in this company .

WAS.

Yes , then he may both laugh , and hope in any sort , an 't please him .

QVA.

Faith , and I will then , for it doth please mee exceedingly .

WAS.

No exceeding neither , Sir .

KNO.

No , that vapour is too lofty .

QVA.

Gentlemen , I doe not play well at your game of vapours , I am not very good at it , but —

CVT.

Doe you heare , Sir ? I would speake with you in circle ? Hee drawes a circle on the ground .

QVA.

In circle , Sir ? what would you with me in circle ?

CVT.

Can you lend me a Piece , a Iacobus ? in circle ?

QVA.

S'lid , your circle will proue more costly then your vapours , then . Sir , no , I lend you none .

CVT.

Your beard 's not well turn'd vp , Sir .

QVA.

How Rascall ? are you playing with my beard ? They draw all , and fight . I 'le breake circle with you .

PVP. NOR.

Gentlemen , Gentlemen !

KNO.

Gather vp , Whit , gather vp , Whit , good vapours .

OVE.

What meane you ? are you Rebells ? Gentlemen ? shall I send out a Serieant at Armes , or a Writ o' Rebellion , against you ? I 'le commit you vpon my woman-hood , for a Riot , vpon my Iustice-hood , if you persist .

WAS.

Vpon your Iustice-hood ? Mary shite o' your hood , you 'll commit ? Spoke like a true Iustice of peace's wife , indeed , and a fine female Lawyer ! turd i' your teeth for a fee , now .

OVER.

Why , Numps , in Master Ouerdoo's name , I charge you .

WAS.

Good Mistresse Vnderdoo hold your tongue .

OVER.

Alas ! poore Numps .

WAS.

Alas ! and why alas from you , I beseech you ? or why poore Numps , goody Rich ? am I come to be pittied by your tuft taffata now ? why Mistresse , I knew Adam , the Clerke , your husband , when he was Adam Scriuener , and writ for two pence a sheet , as high as he beares his head now , or you your hood , Dame . What are you , Sir ? The watch comes in .

BRI.

Wee be men , and no Infidells ; what is the matter , here , and the noyses ? can you tell ?

WAS.

Heart , what ha' you to doe ? cannot a man quarrell in quietnesse ? but hee must be put out on 't by you ? what are you ?

BRI.

Why , wee be his Maiesties Watch , Sir .

WAS.

Watch ? S'blood , you are a sweet watch , indeede . A body would thinke , and you watch'd well a nights , you should be contented to sleepe at this time a day . Get you to your fleas , and your flocke-beds , you Rogues , your kennells , and lye downe close .

BRI.

Downe ? yes , we will downe , I warrant you , downe with him in his Maiesties name , downe , downe with him , and carry him away , to the pigeon-holes .

OVE.

I thanke you honest friends , in the behalfe o' the Crowne , and the peace , and in Master Ouerdoo's name , for suppressing enormities .

WHI.

Stay , Bristle , heere ish a noder brash o 'drunkards , but very quiet , speciall drunkards , will pay dee , fiue shillings very well . Take 'hem to dee , in de graish o' God : one of hem do's change cloth , for Ale in the Fayre , here , te toder ish a strong man , a mighty man , my Lord Mayors man , and a wrastler . Hee has wrashled so long with the bottle , heere , that the man with the beard , hash almosht streeke vp hish heelsh .

BRI.

S'lid , the Clerke o' the Market , has beene to cry him all the Fayre ouer , here , for my Lords seruice .

WHI.

Tere he ish , pre de taik him hensh , and make ty best on him . How now woman o' shilke , vat ailsh ty shweet faish ? art tou melancholy ?

OVE.

A little distemper'd with these enormities ; shall I intreat a curtesie of you , Captaine ?

WHI.

Intreat a hundred , veluet voman , I vill doe it , shpeake out .

OVE.

I cannot with modesty speake it out , but —

WHI.

I vill doe it , and more , and more , for dee . What Vrsla , and 't be bitch , and 't be baud and 't be !

VRS.

How now Rascall ? what roare you for ? old Pimpe .

WHI.

Heere , put vp de cloakes Vrsh ; de purchase , pre dee now , shweet Vrsh , help dis good braue voman , to a Iordan , and 't be .

VRS.

S'lid call your Captaine Iordan to her , can you not ?

WHI.

Nay , pre dee leaue dy consheits , and bring the veluet woman to de —

VRS.

I bring her , hang her : heart must I find a common pot for euery punque i' your purlews ?

WHI.

O good voordsh , Vrsh , it ish a guest o 'veluet , i'fait la .

VRS.

Let her sell her hood , and buy a spunge , with a poxe to her , my vessell , employed Sir . I haue but one , and 't is the bottome of an old bottle . An honest Proctor , and his wife , are at it , within , if shee 'll stay her time , so .

WHI.

As soone ash tou cansht shwet Vrsh. Of a valiant man I tinke I am the patientsh man i' the world , or in all Smithfield .

KNO.

How now Whit ? close vapours , stealing your leaps ? couering in corners , ha ?

WHI.

No fait , Captaine , dough tou beesht a vishe man , dy vit is a mile hence , now . I vas procuring a shmall courtesie , for a woman of fashion here .

OVE.

Yes , Captaine , though I am Iustice of peace's wife , I doe loue Men of warre , and the Sonnes of the sword , when they come before my husband .

KNO.

Say'st thou so Filly ? thou shalt haue a leape presently , I 'le horse thee my selfe , else .

VRS.

Come , will you bring her in now ? and let her talke her turne ?

WHI.

Gramercy good Vrsh , I tanke dee .

OVER.

Master Ouerdoo shall thanke her .

ACT. IIII. SCENE . V. IOHN . WIN. VRSLA . KNOCKHVM . WHIT. OVERDOO . ALES .

Good Ga'mere Vrs ; Win , and I , are exceedingly beholden to you , and to Captaine Iordan , and Captaine Whit . Win , I 'le be bold to leaue you , i'th is good company , Win : for halfe an houre , or so Win , while I goe , and see how my matter goes forward , and if the Puppets be perfect : and then I 'le come & fetch you , Win .

WIN.

Will you leaue me alone with two men , Iohn ?

IOH.

I , they are honest Gentlmen Win , Captaine Iordan , and Captaine Whit , they 'll vse you very ciuilly , Win , God b'w'you , Win .

VRS.

What 's her husband gone ?

KNO.

On his false , gallop , Vrs , away .

VRS.

An' you be right Bartholmew-birds , now shew your selues so : we are vndone for want of fowle i' the Fayre , here . Here will be Zekiell Edgworth , and three or foure gallants , with him at night , and I ha' neither Plouer nor Quaile for 'hem : perswade this betweene you two , to become a Bird o' the game , while I worke the veluet woman , within , ( as you call her . )

KNO.

I conceiue thee , Vrs ! goe thy waies , doest thou heare , Whit ? is 't not pitty , my delicate darke chestnut here ; with the fine leane head , large fore-head , round eyes , euen mouth , sharpe eares , long necke , thinne crest , close withers , plaine backe , deepe sides , short fillets , and full flankes : with a round belly , a plumpe but tocke , large thighes , knit knees , streight legges , short pasternes , smooth hoofes , and short heeles ; should lead a dull honest womans life , that might liue the life of a Lady ?

WHI.

Yes , by my fait , and trot , it is , Captaine : de honesht womans life is a scuruy dull life , indeed , la .

WIN.

How , Sir ? is an honest womans life a scuruy life ?

WHI.

Yes fait , shweet heart , beleeue him , de leefe of a Bond . woman ! but if dou vilt harken to me , I vill make tee a free-woman , and a Lady : dou shalt liue like a Lady , as te Captaine saish .

KNO.

I , and be honest too sometimes : haue her wiers , and her tires , her greene gownes , and veluet petticoates .

WHI.

I , and ride to Ware and Rumford i' dy Coash , shee de Players , be in loue vit 'hem ; sup vit gallantsh , be drunke , and cost de noting .

KNO.

Braue vapours !

WHI.

And lye by twenty on 'hem , if dou pleash shweet heart .

WIN.

What , and be honest still , that were fine sport .

WHI.

T ish common , shweet heart , tou may'st doe it by my hand : it shall be iustified to ty husbands faish , now : tou shalt be as honesht as the skinne betweene his hornsh , la !

KNO.

Yes , and weare a dressing , top , and top-gallant , to compare with ere a husband on 'hem all , for a fore-top : it is the vapour of spirit in the wife , to cuckold , now adaies ; as it is the vapour of fashion , in the husband , not to suspect . Your prying cat-eyed-citizen , is an abominable vapour .

WIN.

Lord , what a foole haue I beene !

WHI.

Mend then , and doe euery ting like a Lady , heereafter , neuer know ty husband , from another man .

KNO.

Nor any one man from another , but i' the darke .

WHI.

I , and then it ish no dishgrash to know any man .

VRS.

Helpe , helpe here .

KNO.

How now ? what vapour 's there ?

VRS.

O , you are a sweet Ranger ! and looke well to your walks . Yonder is your Punque of Turnbull , Ramping Ales , has falne vpon the poore Gentlewoman within , and pull'd her hood ouer her eares , Alice enters , beating he Iustice's wife . and her hayre through it .

OVE.

Helpe , helpe , i' the Kings name .

ALE.

A mischiefe on you , they are such as you are , that vndoe vs , and take our trade from vs , with your tuft-taffata hanches .

KNO.

How now Alice !

ALE.

The poore common whores can ha' no traffique , for the priuy rich ones ; your caps and hoods of veluet , call away our customers , and lick the fat from vs .

VRS.

Peace you foule ramping Iade , you —

ALE.

Od's foote , you Bawd in greace , are you talking ?

KNO.

Why , Alice , I say .

ALE.

Thou Sow of Smithfield , thou .

VRS.

Thou tripe of Turnebull .

KNO.

Cat-a-mountaine-vapours ! ha !

VRS.

You know where you were taw'd lately , both lash'd , and slash'd you were in Bridewell .

ALE.

I , by the same token , you rid that weeke , and broake out the bottome o' the Cart , Night-tub .

KNO.

Why , Lyon face ! ha ! doe you know who I am ? shall I teare ruffe , slit wastcoat , make ragges of petticoat ? ha ! goe to , vanish , for feare of vapours . Whit , a kick , Whit , in the parting vapour . Come braue woman , take a good heart , thou shalt be a Lady , too .

WHI.

Yes fait , dey shal all both be Ladies , and write Madame . I vill do 't my selfe for dem . Doe , is the vord , and D is the middle letter of Madame , D D , put 'hem together , and make deeds , without which , all words are alike , la .

KNO.

'T is true , Vrsla , take 'hem in , open thy wardrope , and fit 'hem to their calling . Greene-gownes , Crimson-petticoats , green women ! my Lord Maiors green women ! guests o' the Game , true bred . I 'le prouide you a Coach , to take the ayre , in .

WIN.

But doe you thinke you can get one ?

KNO.

O , they are as common as wheelebarrowes , where there are great dunghills . Euery Pettifoggers wife , has 'hem , for first he buyes a Coach , that he may marry , and then hee marries that hee may be made Cuckold in 't : For if their wiues ride not to their Cuckolding , they doe 'hem no credit . Hide , and be hidden ; ride , and be ridden , sayes the vapour of experience .

ACT. IIIJ. SCENE . VI. TROBLE-ALL . KNOCKHVM . WHIT . QVARLOVS . EDGWORTH . BRISTLE . WASPE . HAGGISE . IVSTICE . BVSY. PVRE-CRAFT .

BY what warrant do's it say so ?

KNO.

Ha ! mad child o' the Pye-pouldres , art thou there ? fill vs a fresh kan , Vrs , wee may drinke together .

TRO.

I may not drinke without a warrant , Captaine .

KNO.

S'lood , thou 'll not stale without a warant , shortly . Whit , Giue mee pen , inke and paper . I 'l draw him a warrant presently .

TRO.

It must be Iustice Ouerdoo's ?

KNO.

I know , man , Fetch the drinke , Whit .

WHI.

I pre dee now , be very briefe , Captaine ; for de new Ladies stay for dee .

KNO.

O , as briefe as can be , here 't is already . Adam Ouerdoo .

TRO.

Why , now , I 'le pledge you , Captaine .

KNO.

Drinke it off . I 'll come to thee , anone , againe .

QVA.

Well , Sir . You are now discharg'd : Quarlous to the Cut-purse . beware of being spi'd , hereafter .

EDG.

Sir , will it please you , enter in here , at Vrsla's ; and take part of a silken gowne , a veluet petticoate , or a wrought smocke ; I am promis'd such : and I can spare any Gentleman a moity .

QVA.

Keepe it for your companions in beastlinesse , I am none of 'hem , Sir . If I had not already forgiuen you a greater trespasse , or thought you yet worth my beating , I would instruct your manners , to whom you made your offers . But goe your wayes , talke not to me , the hangman is onely fit to discourse with you ; the hand of Beadle is too mercifull a punishment for your Trade of life . I am sorry I employ'd this fellow ; for he thinks me such : Facinus quos inquinat , aequat . But , it was for sport . And would I make it serious , the getting of this Licence is nothing to me , without other circumstances concurre . I do thinke how impertinently I labour , if the word bee not mine , that the ragged fellow mark'd : And what aduantage I haue giuen Ned Win-wife in this time now , of working her , though it be mine . Hee 'll go neare to forme to her what a debauch'd Rascall I am , and fright her out of all good conceipt of me : I should doe so by him , I am sure , if I had the opportunity . But my hope is in her temper , yet ; and it must needs bee next to despaire , that is grounded on any part of a woman's discretion . I would giue by my troth , now , all I could spare ( to my cloathes , and my sword ) to meete my tatter'd sooth-sayer againe , who was my iudge i' the question , to know certainly whose word he has damn'd or sau'd . For , till then , I liue but vnder a Repreiue . I must seeke him . Who be these ?

WAS.

Ent Waspe with the officers . Sir , you are a welsh Cuckold , and a prating Runt , and no Constable .

BRI.

You say very well . Come put in his legge in the middle roundell , and let him hole there .

WAS.

You stinke of leeks , Metheglyn , and cheese . You Rogue .

BRI.

Why , what is that to you , if you sit sweetly in the stocks in the meane time ? if you haue a minde to stinke too , your breeches sit close enough to your bumm . Sit you merry , Sir .

QVA

How now , Numps ?

WAS.

It is no matter , how ; pray you looke off .

QVA.

Nay I 'll not offend you , Numps . I thought you had sate there to be seen .

WAS.

And to be sold , did you not ? pray you mind your businesse , an' you haue any .

QVA.

Cry you mercy , Numps . Do's your leg lie high enough ?

BRI.

How now , neighbour Haggise , what sayes Iustice Ouerdo's worship , to the other offenders ?

HAG.

Why , hee sayes iust nothing , what should hee say ? Or where should he say ? He is not to be found , Man . He ha' not been seen i' the Fayre , here , all this liue-long day , neuer since seuen a clocke i' the morning . His Clearks know not what to thinke on 't . There is no Court of Pie-poulders yet . Heere they be return'd .

BRI.

What shall be done with 'hem , then ? in your discretion ?

HAG.

I thinke wee were best put 'hem in the stocks , in discretion ( there they will be safe in discretion ) for the valour of an houre , or such a thing , till his worship come . As they open the stockes , Waspe puts his shooe on his hand , and slips it in for his legge .

BRI

It is but a hole matter , if wee doe , Neighbour Haggise , come , Sir , heere is company for you , heaue vp the stocks .

WAS.

I shall put a tricke vpon your welsh diligence , perhaps .

BRI.

Put in your legge , Sir .

QVA.

What , Rabby Busy ! is hee come ?

BVS.

I doe obey thee , the Lyon may roare , but he cannot bite . They bring Busy , and put him in . I am glad to be thus separated from the heathen of the land , and put a part in the stocks , for the holy cause .

WAS.

What are you , Sir ?

BVS.

One that reioyceth in his affliction , and sitteth here to prophesie , the destruction of Fayres and May-games , Wakes , and Whitson-ales , and doth sigh and groane for the reformation , of these abuses .

WAS.

And doe you sigh , and groane too , or reioyce in your affliction ?

IVS.

I doe not feele it , I doe not thinke of it , it is a thing without mee . Adam , thou art aboue these battries , these contumelies . In te manca ruit fortuna , as thy friend Horace saies ; thou art one , Quem neque pauperies , neque mors , neque vincula terrent , . And therefore as another friend of thine saies , ( I thinke it be thy friend Persius ) Non te quaesiueris extra .

QVA.

What 's heere ! a Stoick i' the stocks ? the Foole is turn'd Philosopher .

BVS.

Friend , I will leaue to communicate my spirit with you , if I heare any more of those superstitious reliques , those lists of Latin , the very rags of Rome , and patches of Poperie .

WAS.

Nay , an 'you begin to quarrel , Gentlemen , I 'll leaue you . I ha' paid for quarrelling too lately : looke you , a deuice , He gets out . but shifting in a hand for a foot . God b'w'you .

BVS.

Wilt thou then leaue thy brethren in tribulation ?

WAS.

For this once , Sir .

BVS.

Thou art a halting Neutrall stay him there , stop him : that will not endure the heat of persecution .

BRI.

How now , what 's the matter ?

BVS.

Hee is fled , he is fled , and dares not sit it out .

BRI.

What , has he made an escape , which way ? follow , neighbour Haggise .

PVR.

O me ! in the stocks ! haue the wicked preuail'd ?

BVS.

Peace religious sister , it is my calling , comfort your selfe , an extraordinary calling , and done for my better standing , my surer standing , hereafter .

TRO.

By whose warrant , by whose warrant , this ? The mad-man enters .

QVA.

O , here 's my man ! dropt in , I look'd for .

IVS.

Ha!

PVR.

O good Sir , they haue set the faithfull , here to be wonder'd at ; and prouided holes , for the holy of the land .

TRO.

Had they warrant for it ? shew'd they Iusticce Ouerdoo's hand ? if they had no warrant , they shall answer it .

BRI.

Sure you did not locke the stocks sufficiently , neighbour Toby !

HAG.

No! see if you can lock 'hem better .

BRI.

They are very sufficiently lock'd , and truely , yet some thing is in the mater .

TRO.

True , your warrant is the matter that is in question , by what warrant ?

BRI.

Mad man , hold your peace , I will put you in his roome else , in the very same hole , doe you see ?

QVA.

How ! is hee a mad-man !

TRO.

Shew me Iustice Ouerdoo's warrant . I obey you .

HAG.

You are a mad foole , hold your tongue .

TRO.

Shewes his Kanne . In Iustice Ouerdoo's name , I drinke to you , and here 's my warrant .

IVS.

Alas poore wretch ! how it earnes my heart for him !

QVA.

If hee be mad , it is in vaine to question him . I 'le try though , friend : there was a Gentlewoman , shew'd you two names , some houre since , Argalus and Palemon , to marke in a booke , which of 'hem was it you mark'd ?

TRO.

I marke no name , but Adam Ouerdoo , that is the name of names , hee onely is the sufficient Magistrate ; and that name I reuerence , shew it mee .

QVA.

This fellowes madde indeede : I am further off , now , then afore .

IVS.

I shall not breath in peace , till I haue made him some amends .

QVA.

Well , I will make another vse of him , is come in my head : I haue a nest of beards in my Truncke , one some thing like his .

BRI.

The watch-men come back againe . The mad-man fights with 'hem , and they leaue open the stocks . This mad foole has made mee that I know not whether I I haue lock'd the stocks or no , I thinke I lock'd 'hem .

TRO.

Take Adam Ouerdoo in your minde , and feare nothing .

BRI.

S'lid , madnesse it selfe , hold thy peace , and take that .

TRO.

Strikest thou without a warrant ? take thou that .

BVS.

Wee are deliuered by miracle ; fellow in fetters , let vs not refuse the meanes , this madnesse was of the spirit : The malice of the enemy hath mock'd it selfe .

PVR.

Mad doe they call him ! the world is mad in error , but hee is mad in truth : I loue him o' the sudden , ( the cunning man sayd all true ) and shall loue him more , and more . How well it becomes a man to be mad in truth ! O , that I might be his yoake-fellow , and be mad with him , what a many should wee draw to madnesse in truth , with vs !

BRI.

How now ! all scap'd ? where 's the woman ? it is witchcraft ! The watch missing them are affrighted . Her veluet hat is a witch , o' my conscience , or my key ! t 'one . The mad-man was a Diuell , and I am an Asse ; so blesse me , my place , and mine office .

ACT. V. SCENE . I. LANTHORNE . FILCHER . SHARKWEL .

WEll , Lucke and Saint Bartholmew ; out with the signe of our inuention , in the name of Wit , and do you beat the Drum , the while ; All the fowle i' the Fayre , I meane , all the dirt in Smithfield , ( that 's one of Master Littlewit's Carwhitchets now ) will be throwne at our Banner to day , if the matter do's not please the people . O the Motions , that I Lanthorne Leatherhead haue giuen light to , i' my time , since my Master Pod dyed ! Ierusalem was a stately thing ; and so was Niniue , and the citty of Norwich , and Sodom and Gomorrah ; Pod was a Master of motions before him . with the rising o' the prentises ; and pulling downe the bawdy houses there , vpon Shroue-Tuesday ; but the Gunpowder-plot , there was a get-penny ! I haue presented that to an eighteene , or twenty pence audience , nine times in an afternoone . Your home-borne proiects proue euer the best , they are so easie , and familiar , they put too much learning i' their things now o'dayes : and that I feare will be the spoile o'th is . Little-wit ? I say , Mickle-wit ! if not too mickle ! looke to your gathering there , good man Filcher .

FIL.

I warrant you , Sir .

LAN.

And there come any Gentlefolks , take two pence a piece , Sharkwell .

SHA.

I warrant you , Sir , three pence , an 'we can .

ACT. V. SCENE . II. IVSTICE . WIN-WIFE . GRACE. QVARLOVS . PVRE-CRAFT .

THis later disguise , I haue borrow'd of a Porter , shall carry me out to all my great and good ends ; The Iustice comes in like a Porter . which how euer interrupted , were neuer destroyed in me : neither is the houre of my seuerity yet come , to reueale my selfe , wherein cloud-like , I will breake out in raine , and haile , lightning , and thunder , vpon the head of enormity . Two maine works I haue to prosecute : first , one is to inuent some satisfaction for the poore , kinde wretch , who is out of his wits for my sake , and yonder I see him comming , I will walke aside , and proiect for it .

WIN.

I wonder where Tom Quarlous is , that hee returnes not , it may be he is strucke in here to seeke vs .

GRA.

See , heere 's our mad-man againe .

QVA.

I haue made my selfe as like him , as his gowne , and cap will giue me leaue . Quarlous in the habit of the mad-man is mistaken by Mrs Pure-craft .

PVR.

Sir , I loue you , and would be glad to be mad with you in truth .

WIN-W.

How ! my widdow in loue with a mad-man ?

PVR.

Verily , I can be as mad in spirit , as you .

QVA.

By whose warrant ? leaue your canting . Gentlewoman , haue I found you ? ( saue yee , quit yee , and multiply yee ) where 's your booke ? He desires to see the booke of Mistresse Grace . 't was a sufficient name I mark'd , let me see 't , be not afraid to shew 't me .

GRA.

What would you with it , Sir ?

QVA.

Marke it againe , and againe , at your seruice .

GRA.

Heere it is , Sir , this was it you mark'd .

QVA.

Palemon ? fare you well , fare you well .

WIN-W.

How , Palemon !

GRA.

Yes faith , hee has discouer'd it to you , now , and therefore 't were vaine to disguise it longer , I am yours , Sir , by the benefit of your fortune .

WIN-W.

And you haue him Mistresse , beleeue it , that shall neuer giue you cause to repent her benefit , but make you rather to thinke that in this choyce , she had both her eyes .

GRA.

I desire to put it to no danger of protestation .

QVA.

Palemon , the word , and Win-wife the man ?

PVR.

Good Sir , vouchsafe a yoakefellow in your madnesse , shun not one of the sanctified sisters , that would draw with you , in truth .

QVA.

Away , you are a heard of hypocriticall proud Ignorants , rather wilde , then mad . Fitter for woods , and the society of beasts then houses , and the congregation of men . You are the second part of the society of Canters , Outlawes to order and Discipline , and the onely priuiledg'd Church-robbers of Christendome . Let me alone . Palemon , the word , and Winwife the man ?

PVR.

I must vncouer my selfe vnto him , or I shall neuer enioy him , for all the cunning mens promises . Good Sir , heare mee , I am worth sixe thousand pound , my loue to you , is become my racke , I 'll tell you all , and the truth : since you hate the hyporisie of the party-coloured brother-hood . These seuen yeeres , I haue beene a wilfull holy widdow , onely to draw feasts , and gifts from my intangled suitors : I am also by office , an assisting sister of the Deacons , and a deuourer , in stead of a distributer of the alms . I am a speciall maker of marriages for our decayed Brethren , with our rich widdowes ; for a third part of their wealth , when they are marryed , for the reliefe of the poore elect : as also our poore handsome yong Virgins , with our wealthy Batchelors , or Widdowers ; to make them steale from their husbands , when I haue confirmed them in the faith , and got all put into their custodies . And if I ha' not my bargaine , they may sooner turne a scolding drab , in to a silent Minister , then make me leaue pronouncing reprobation , and damnation vnto them . Our elder , Zeale-of-the-land , would haue had me , but I know him to be the capitall Knaue of the land , making himselfe rich , by being made Feoffee in trust to deceased Brethren , and coozning their heyres , by swearing the absolute gift of their inheritance . And thus hauing eas'd my conscience , and vtter'd my heart , with the tongue of my loue : enioy all my deceits together . I beseech you . I should not haue reuealed this to you , but that in time I thinke you are mad , and I hope you 'll thinke mee so too , Sir ?

QVA.

Stand aside , I 'le answer you , presently . He consider with himselfe of it . Why should not I marry this sixe thousand pound , now I thinke on 't ? and a good trade too , that shee has beside , ha ? The tother wench , Winwife , is sure of ; there 's no expectation for me there ! here I may make my selfe some sauer , yet , if shee continue mad , there 's the question . It is money that I want , why should I not marry the money , when 't is offer'd mee ? I haue a License and all , it is but razing out one name , and putting in another . There 's no playing with a man's fortune ! I am resolu'd ! I were truly mad , an' I would not ! well , come your wayes , follow mee , an' you will be mad ,

He takes her along with him .

The Iustice calls him .

I 'll shew you a warrant !

PVR.

Most zealously , it is that I zealously desire .

IVS.

Sir , let mee speake with you .

QVA.

By whose warrant ?

IVS.

The warrant that you tender , and respect so ; Iustice Ouerdoo's ! I am the man , friend Trouble-all , though thus disguis'd ( as the carefull Magistrate ought ) for the good of the Republique , in the Fayre , and the weeding out of enormity . Doe you want a house or meat , or drinke , or cloathes ? speake whatsoeuer it is , it shall be supplyed you , what want you ?

QVA.

Nothing but your warrant .

IVS.

My warrant ? for what ?

QVA.

To be gone , Sir .

IVS.

Nay , I pray thee stay , I am serious , and haue not many words , nor much time to exchange with thee ; thinke what may doe thee good .

QVA.

Your hand and seale , will doe me a great deale of good ; nothing else in the whole Fayre , that I know .

IVS.

If it were to any end , thou should'st haue it willingly .

QVA.

Why , it will satisfie me , that 's end enough , to looke on ; an' you will not gi' it mee , let me goe .

IVS.

Alas ! thou shalt ha' it presently : I 'll but step into the Scriueners , The Iustice goes out . hereby , and bring it . Doe not go away .

QVA.

Why , this mad mans shape , will proue a very fortunate one , I thinke ! can a ragged robe produce these effects ? if this be the wise Iustice , and he bring mee his hand , I shall goe neere to make some vse on 't . Hee is come already !

IVS.

and returns . Looke thee ! heere is my hand and seale , Adam Ouerdoo , if there be any thing to be written , aboue in the paper , that thou want'st now , or at any time hereafter ; thinke on 't ; it is my deed , I deliuer it so , can your friend write ?

QVA.

Hee vrgeth Mistresse Purecraft . Her hand for a witnesse , and all is well .

IVS.

With all my heart .

QVA.

Why should not I ha' the conscience , to make this a bond of a thousand pound ? now , or what I would else ?

IVS.

Looke you , there it is ; and I deliuer it as my deede againe .

QVA.

Let vs now proceed in madnesse .

IVS.

He takes her in with him . Well , my conscience is much eas'd ; I ha' done my part , though it doth him no good , yet Adam hath offer'd satisfaction ! The sting is remoued from hence : poore man , he is much alter'd with his affliction , it has brought him low ! Now , for my other worke , reducing the young man ( I haue follow'd so long in loue ) from the brinke of his bane , to the center of safety . Here , or in some such like vaine place , I shall be sure to finde him . I will waite the good time .

ACT. V. SCENE . IIJ. COKES . SHAKRWEL . IVSTICE . FILCHER . IOHN . LANTERNE .

HOw now ? what 's here to doe ? friend , art thou the Master of the Monuments ?

SHA.

'T is a Motion , an 't please your worship .

IVS.

My phantasticall brother in Law , Master Bartholmew Cokes !

COK.

A Motion , what 's that ? He reads the Bill . The ancient moderne history of Hero , and Leander , otherwise called The Touchstone of true Loue , with as true a tryall of friendship , betweene Damon , and Pithias , two faithfull friends o' the Bankside ? pretty i'faith , what 's the meaning on 't ? is 't an Enterlude ? or what is 't ?

FIL.

Yes Sir , please you come neere , wee 'll take your money within .

COK.

Backe with these children ; The boyes o' the Fayre follow him . they doe so follow mee vp and downe .

IOH.

By your leaue , friend .

FIL.

You must pay , Sir , an' you goe in .

IOH.

Who , I ? I perceiue thou know'st not mee : call the Master o' the Motion .

SHA

What , doe you not know the Author , fellow Filcher ? you must take no money of him ; he must come in gratis : Mr. Little-wit is a voluntary ; he is the Author .

IOH.

Peace , speake not too lowd , I would not haue any notice taken , that I am the Author , till wee see how it passes .

COK.

Master Littlewit , how do'st thou ?

IOH.

Master Cokes ! you are exceeding well met : what , in your doublet , and hose , without a cloake , or a hat ?

COK.

I would I might neuer stirre , as I am an honest man , and by that fire ; I haue lost all i' the Fayre , and all my acquaintance too ; did'st thou meet any body that I know , Master Littlewit ? my man Numps , or my sister Ouerdoo , or Mistresse Grace ? pray thee Master Littlewit , lend mee some money to see the Interlude , here . I 'le pay thee againe , as I am a Gentleman . If thou 'lt but carry mee home , I haue money enough there .

IOH.

O , Sir , you shall command it , what , will a crowne serue you ?

COK.

I think it well , what do we pay for comming in , fellowes ?

FIL.

Two pence , Sir .

COK.

Two pence ? there 's twelue pence , friend ; Nay , I am a Gallant , as simple as I looke now ; if you see mee with my man about me , and my Artillery , againe .

IOH.

Your man was i' the Stocks , ee'n now , Sir .

COK.

Who , Numps ?

IOH.

Yes faith .

COK.

For what i' saith , I am glad o' that ; remember to tell me on 't anone ; I haue enough , now ! What manner of matter is this , Mr. Littlewit ? What kind of Actors ha' you ? Are they good Actors ?

IOH.

Pretty youthes , Sir , all children both old and yong , heer 's the Master of 'hem —

( LAN.

Leatherhead whispers to Little-wit . Call me not Leatherhead , but Lanterne . )

IOH.

Master Lanterne , that giues light to the businesse ,

COK. .

In good time , Sir , I would faine see 'hem , I would be glad drinke with the young company ; which is the Tiring-house ?

LAN.

Troth , Sir , our Tiring-house is somewhat little , we are but beginners , yet , pray pardon vs ; you cannot goe vpright in 't .

COK.

No ? not now my hat is off ? what would you haue done with me , if you had had me , feather , and all , as I was once to day ? Ha' you none of your pretty impudent boyes , now ; to bring stooles , fill Tabacco , fetch Ale , and beg money , as they haue at other houses ? let me see some o' your Actors .

ION.

Shew him 'hem , shew him 'hem . Master Lanterne , this is a Gentleman , that is a fauorer of the quality .

IVS.

I , the fauouring of this licencious quality , is the consumption of many a young Gentleman ; a pernicious enormity .

COK.

What , doe they liue in baskets ?

LEA.

He brings them out in a basket . They doe lye in a basket , Sir , they are o' the small Players .

COK.

These be Players minors , indeed . Doe you call these Players ?

LAN.

They are Actors , Sir , and as good as any , none disprais'd , for dumb showes : indeed , I am the mouth of 'hem all !

COK.

Thy mouth will hold 'hem all . I thinke , one Taylor , would goe neere to beat all this company , with a hand bound behinde him .

IOH.

I , and eate 'hem all , too , an' they were in cake-bread .

COK.

I thanke you for that , Master Littlewit , a good iest ! which is your Burbage now ?

LAN.

What meane you by that , Sir ?

COK.

Your best Actor . Your Field ?

IOH.

Good ifaith ! you are euen with me , Sir .

LAN.

This is he , that acts young Leander , Sir . He is extreamly belou'd of the womenkind , they doe so affect his action , the green gamesters , that come here , and this is louely Hero ; this with the beard , Damon ; and this pretty Pythias : this is the ghost of King Dionysius in the habit of a scriuener : as you shall see anone , at large .

COK.

Well they are a ciuill company , I like 'hem for that ; they offer not to fleere , nor geere , nor breake iests , as the great Players doe : And then , there goes not so much charge to the feasting of 'hem , or making 'hem drunke , as to the other , by reason of their littlenesse . Doe they vse to play perfect ? Are they neuer fluster'd ?

LAN.

No , Sir . I thanke my industry , and policy for it ; they are as well gouern'd a company , though I say it — And heere is young Leander , is as proper an Actor of his inches ; and shakes his head like an hostler .

COK.

But doe you play it according to the printed booke ? I haue read that .

LAN.

By no meanes , Sir .

COK.

No ? How then ?

LAN.

A better way , Sir , that is too learned , and poeticall for our audience ; what doe they know what Hellespont is ? Guilty of true loues blood ? or what Abidos is ? or the other Sestos hight ?

COK.

Th' art i' the right , I do not know my selfe .

LAN.

No , I haue entreated Master Littlewit , to take a little paines to reduce it to a more familiar straine for our people .

COK.

How , I pray thee , good Mr. Littlewit ?

IOH.

It pleases him to make a matter of it , Sir . But there is no such matter I assure you : I haue onely made it a little easie , and moderne for the times , Sir , that 's all ; As , for the Hellespont I imagine our Thames here ; and then Leander , I make a Diers sonne , about Puddle-wharfe : and Hero a wench o' the Banke-side , who going ouer one morning , to old fish-street ; Leander spies her land at Trigsstayers , and falls in loue with her : Now do I introduce Cupid , hauing Metamorphos'd himselfe into a Drawer , and hee strikes Hero in loue with a pint of Sherry , and other pretty passages there are , o' the friendship , that will delight you , Sir , and please you of iudgement .

COK.

I 'll be sworne they shall ; I am in loue with the Actors already , and I 'll be allyed to them presently . ( They respect gentlemen , these fellowes ) Hero shall be my fayring : But , which of my fayrings ? ( Le' me see ) i'faith , my fiddle ! and Leander my fiddle-sticke : Then Damon , my drum ; and Pythias , my Pipe and the ghost of Dionysius , my hobby-horse . All fitted .

ACT. V. SCENE IV. To them WIN-WIFE . GRACE. KNOCKHVM . WHITT . EDGWORTH . WIN. Mistris OVERDOO . And to them WASPE .

Looke yonder 's your Cokes gotten in among his play-fellowes ; I thought we could not misse him , at such a Spectacle .

GRA.

Let him alone , he is so busie , he will neuer spie vs .

LEA.

Nay , good Sir .

COK.

Cokes is handling the Puppets . I warrant thee , I will not hurt her , fellow ; what dost think me vnciuill ? I pray thee be not iealous : I am toward a wife .

IOH. .

Well good Master Lanterne , make ready to begin , that I may fetch my wife , and looke you be perfect , you vndoe me else , i' my reputation .

LAN.

I warrant you Sir , doe not you breed too great an expectation of it , among your friends : that 's the onely hurter of these things .

IOH.

No , no , no .

COK.

I 'll stay here , and see ; pray thee let me see .

WIN-W.

How diligent and troublesome he is !

GRA.

The place becomes him , me thinkes .

IVS.

My ward , Mistresse Grace in the company of a stranger ? I doubt I shall be compell'd to discouer my selfe , before my time !

FIL.

Two pence a piece Gentlemen , an excellent Motion .

KNO.

The doore-keepers speake . Shall we haue fine fire-works , and good vapours !

SHA.

Yes Captaine , and water-works , too .

WHI.

I pree dee , take a care o 'dy shmall Lady , there , Edgworth ; I will looke to dish tall Lady my selfe .

LAN.

Welcome Gentlemen , welcome Gentlemen .

WHI.

Predee , Mashter o 'de Monshtersh , helpe a very sicke Lady , here , to a chayre , to shit in .

LAN.

Presently , Sir .

WHI.

They bring Mistres Ouerdoo a chayre . Good fait now , Vrsla's Ale , and Aqua-vitae ish to blame for 't ; shit downe shweet heart , shit downe ▪ and shleep a little .

EDG.

Madame , you are very welcom hither .

KNO.

Yes , and you shall see very good vapours .

IVS.

Here is my care come ! I like to see him in so good company ; By Edgeworth . and yet I wonder that persons of such fashion , should resort hither !

EDG.

This is a very priuate house , Madame . The Cut-purse courts Mistresse Littlewit .

LAN.

Will it please your Ladiship sit , Madame ?

WIN.

Yes good-man . They doe so all to be Madame mee , I thinke they thinke me a very Lady !

EDG.

What else Madame ?

WIN.

Must I put off my masque to him ?

EDG.

O , by no meanes .

WIN.

How would my husband know mee , then ?

KNO.

Husband ? an idle vapour ; he must not know you , nor you him ; there 's the true vapour .

IVS.

Yes , I will obserue more of this : is this a Lady , friend ?

WHI.

I and dat is anoder Lady , shweet heart ; if dou hasht a minde to 'hem giue me twelue pence from tee , and dou shalt haue eder-oder on 'hem !

IVS.

I ? This will prooue my chiefest enormity : I will follow this .

EDG,

Is not this a finer life , Lady , then to be clogg'd with a husband ?

WIN.

Yes , a great deale . When will they beginne , trow ? in the name o' the Motion ?

EDG.

By and by Madame , they stay but for company .

KNO.

Doe you heare , Puppet . Master , these are tedious vapours ; when begin you ?

LAN.

We stay but for Master Littlewit , the Author , who is gone for his wife ; and we begin presently .

WIN.

That 's I , that 's I .

EDG.

That was you , Lady ; but now you are no such poore thing .

KNO.

Hang the Authors wife , a running vapour ! here be Ladies , will stay for nere a Delia o 'hem all .

WHI.

But heare mee now , heere ish one o 'de Ladish , a shleep , stay till shee but vake man .

WAS.

How now friends ? what 's heere to doe ?

FIL.

Two pence a piece , Sir , the best Motion , in the Fayre . The doore-keepers againe .

WAS.

I beleeue you lye ; if you doe , I 'll haue my money againe , and beat you .

WIN.

Numps is come !

WAS.

Did you see a Master of mine , come in here , a tall yong Squire of Harrow o' the Hill ; Master Bartholmew Cokes ?

FIL.

I thinke there be such a one , within .

WAS.

Looke hee be , you were best : but it is very likely : I wonder I found him not at all the rest . I ha' beene at the Eagle , and the blacke Wolfe , and the Bull with the fiue legges , and two pizzles ; ( hee was a Calfe at Vxbridge Fayre , two yeeres agone ) And at the dogges that daunce the Morrice , and the Hare o' the Taber ; and mist him at all these ! Sure this must needs be some fine sight , that holds him so , if it haue him .

COK.

Come , come , are you ready now ?

LAN.

Presently , Sir .

WAS.

Hoyday , hee 's at worke in his Dublet , and hose ; doe you heare , Sir ? are you imploy'd ? that you are bare headed , and so busie ?

COK.

Hold your peace , Numpes ; you ha' beene i' the Stocks , I heare .

WAS.

Do's he know that ? nay , then the date of my Authority is out ; I must thinke no longer to raigne , my gouernment is at an end . He that will correct another , must want fault in himselfe .

WIN-W.

Sententious Numps ! I neuer heard so much from him , before .

LAN.

Sure , Master Littlewit will not come ; please you take your place , Sir , wee 'll beginne .

COK.

I pray thee doe , mine eares long to be at it ; and my eyes too . O Numps , i' the Stocks , Numps ? where 's your sword , Numps ?

WAS.

I pray you intend your game , Sir , let me alone .

COK.

Well then , we are quit for all . Come , sit downe , Numps ; I 'le interpret to thee : did you see Mistresse Grace ? it 's no matter , neither , now I thinke on 't , tell mee anon .

WIN-W.

A great deale of loue , and care , he expresses .

GRA.

Alas ! would you haue him to expresse more then hee has ? that were tyranny .

COK.

Peace , ho ; now , now .

LAN. Gentles , that no longer your expectations may wander , Behold our chief Actor , amorous Leander . With a great deale of cloth , lap'd about him like a Scarfe , For he yet serues his father , a Dyer at Puddle wharfe , Which place wee 'll make bold with , to call it our Abidus , As the Banke-side is our Sestos , and let it not be deny'd vs . Now , as he is beating , to make the Dye take the fuller , Who chances to come by , but faire Hero , in a Sculler ; And seeing Leanders naked legge , and goodly calfe , Cast at him , from the boat , a Sheepes eye , and a halfe . Now she is landed , and the Sculler come backe ; By and by , you shall see what Leander doth lacke . PVP. L.

Cole , Cole , old Cole .

LAN.

That is the Scullers name without controle .

PVP. L.

Cole , Cole , I say , Cole .

LAN.

We doe heare you .

PVP. L.

Old Cole .

LAN

Old cole ? Is the Dyer turn'd Collier ? how do you sell ?

PVP. L.

A pox o' your maners , kisse my hole here , and smell .

LAN.

Kisse your hole , and smell ? there 's manners indeed .

PVP. L.

Why , Cole , I say , Cole .

LAN.

It 's the Sculler you need !

PVP. L.

I , and be hang'd .

LAN. Be hang'd ; looke you yonder , Old Cole , you must go hang with Master Leander . PVP. C.

Where is he ?

PVP. L.

Here , Cole , what fayerest of Fayers , was that fare , that thou landedst but now a Trigsstayres ?

COK.

What was that , fellow ? Pray thee tell me , I scarse vnderstand 'hem .

LAN. Leander do's aske , Sir , what fayrest of Fayers , Was the fare thhe landed , but now , at Trigsstayers ? PVP. C.

It is louely Hero .

PVP. L.

Nero ?

PVP. C.

No , Hero .

LAN. It is Hero . Of the Bankside , he saith , to tell you truth without erring , Is come ouer into Fish-street to eat some fresh herring . Leander sayes no more , but as fast as he can , Gets on all his best cloathes ; and will after to the Swan . COK.

Most admirable good , is 't not ?

LAN.

Stay , Sculler .

PVP. C.

What say you ?

LAN.

You must stay for Leander , and carry him to the wench .

PVP. C.

You Rogue , I am no Pandar .

COK.

He sayes he is no Pandar . 'T is a fine language ; I vnderstand it , now .

LAN.

Are you no Pandar , Goodman Cole ? heer 's no man sayes you are , You 'll grow a hot Cole , it seemes , pray you stay for your fare .

PVP. C.

Will hee come away ?

LAN.

What doe you say ?

PVP. C.

I 'de ha' him come away .

LEA. Would you ha' Leander come away ? why 'pray' Sir , stay . You are angry , Goodman Cole ; I beleeue the faire Mayd Came ouer w' you a' trust : tell vs Sculler , are you paid . PVP. C.

Yes Goodman Hogrubber , o' Pickt-hatch .

LAV:

How , Hogrubber , o' Pickt-hatch ?

PVP. C.

I Hogrubber o' Pickt-hatch . Take you that .

LAN. O , my head ! The Puppet strikes him ouer the pate PVP. C.

Harme watch , harme catch .

COK.

Harme watch , harme catch , he sayes : very good i' faith , the Sculler had like to ha' knock'd you , sirrah .

LAN.

Yes , but that his fare call'd him away .

PVP. L.

Row apace , row apace , row , row , row , row , row .

LAN.

You are knauishly loaden , Sculler , take heed where you goe .

PVP. C.

Knaue i' your face , Goodman Rogue .

PVP. L

Row , row , row , row , row , row .

COK.

Hee said knaue i' your face , friend .

LAN.

I Sir , I heard him . But there 's no talking to these watermen , they will ha' the last word

COK.

God's my life ! I am not allied to the Sculler , yet ; hee shall be Dauphin my boy . But my Fiddle-sticke do's fiddle in and out too much ; I pray thee speake to him , on 't : tell him , I would haue him tarry in my sight , more .

LAN.

I Pray you be content ; you 'll haue enough on him , Sir .

Now gentles , I take it , here is none of you so stupid , but that you haue heard of a little god of loue , call'd Cupid . Who out of kindnes to Leander , hearing he but ( aw her , this present day and houre , doth turne himselfe to a Drawer . And because , he would haue their first meeting to be merry , he strikes Hero in loue to him , with a pint of Sherry . Which he tells her , from amorous Leander is sent her , PVP. Leander goes into Mistris Hero's room who after him , into the roome of Hero , doth venter . PVP. IO :

A pint of sacke , score a pint of sacke , i' the Conney .

COK.

Sack ? you said but ee'n now it should be Sherry .

PVP. IO :

Why so it is ; sherry , sherry , sherry .

COK.

Sherry , sherry , sherry . By my troth he makes me merry . I must haue a name for Cupid , too . Let me see , thou mightst helpe me now , an' thou wouldest , Numps , at a dead lift , but thou art dreaming o' the stocks , still ! Do not thinke on 't , I haue forgot it : 't is but a nine dayes wonder , man ; let it not trouble thee .

WAS.

I would the stocks were about your necke , Sir ; condition I hung by the heeles in them , till the wonder were off from you , with all my heart .

COK.

Well said resolute Numps : but hearke you friend , where is the friendship , all this while , betweene my Drum , Damon ; and my Pipe , Pythias ?

LAN.

You shall see by and by , Sir ?

COK.

You thinke my Hobby-horse is forgotten , too ; no , I 'll see 'hem all enact before I go ; I shall not know which to loue best , else

KNO.

This Gallant has interrupting vapours , troublesome vapours , Whitt , puffe with him .

WHIT.

No , I pre dee , Captaine , let him alone . Hee is a Child i' faith , la' .

LAN. Now gentles , to the freinds , who in number , are two , and lodg'd in that Ale-house , in which faire Hero do's doe . Damon ( for some kindnesse done him the last weeke ) is come faire Hero , in Fish-streete , this morning to seeke : Pythias do's smell the knauery of the meeting , and now you shall see their true friendly greeting . PVP. Pi.

You whore-masterly Slaue , you

COK.

Whore-masterly slaue , you ? very friendly , & familiar , that .

PVP. Da. Whore-master i' thy face , Thou hast lien with her thy selfe , I 'll proue 't i'th is place . COK.

Damon sayes Pythias has lien with her , himselfe , hee 'll prooue 't in this place .

LAN.

They are Whore-masters both , Sir , that 's a plaine case .

PVP. Pi.

You lye , like a Rogue .

LAN.

Doe I ly , like a Rogue ?

PVP. Pi.

A Pimpe , and a Scabbe .

LAN. A Pimpe , and a Scabbe ? I say between you , you haue both but one Drabbe . PVP. Da.

You lye againe .

LAN.

Doe I lye againe ?

PVP. Da.

Like a Rogue againe .

LAN.

Like a Rogue againe ?

PVP. Pi.

And you are a Pimpe , againe .

COK.

And you are a Pimpe againe , he sayes .

PVP. Da.

And a Scabbe , againe .

COK.

And a Scabbe againe , he sayes .

LAN. And I say againe , you are both whore-masters againe , They fight . and you haue both but one Drabbe againe . PVP. Da. Pi.

Do'st thou , do'st thou , do'st thou ?

AN.

What , both at once ?

PVP. P.

Downe with him , Damon

PVP. D.

Pinke his guts , Pythias .

LAN. What , so malicious ? will ye murder me , Masters both , i' mine owne house ? COK.

Ho! well acted my Drum , well acted my Pipe , well acted still .

WAS.

Well acted , with all my heart .

LAN.

Hold , hold your hands

COK.

I , both your hands , for my sake ! for you ha' both done well .

PVP. D.

Gramercy pure Pythias .

PVP. P.

Gramercy , Deare Damon .

COK.

Gramercy to you both , my Pipe , and my drum .

PVP. P. D.

Come now wee 'll together to breakfast to Hero .

LAN.

'T is well , you can now go to breakfast to Hero , you haue giuen many breakfast , with a hone and honero .

COK.

How is 't friend , ha' they hurt thee ?

LAN. O no! Betweene you and I Sir , we doe but make show . Thus Gentles you perceiue , without any deniall , 'twixt Damon and Pythias here , friendships true tryall . Though hourely they quarrell thus , and roare each with other , they fight you no more , then do's brother with brother . But friendly together , at the next man they meet , they let fly their anger as here you might see 't . COK.

Well , we haue seen 't , and thou hast felt it , whatsoeuer thou sayest , what 's next ? what 's next ?

LEA. This while young Leander , with faire Hero is drinking , and Hero growne drunke , to any mans thinking ! Yet was it not three pints of Sherry could flaw her . till Cupid distinguish'd like Ionas the Drawer , From vnder his apron , where his lechery lurkes , put loue in her Sacke . Now marke how it workes . PVP. H. O Leander Leander , my deare my deare Leander , I 'le for euer be thy goose , so thou 'lt be my gander COK.

Excellently well said , Fiddle , shee 'll euer be his goose , so hee 'll be her gander : was 't not so ?

LAN. Yes , Sir , but marke his answer , now : PVP. L· And sweetest of geese , before I goe to bed , I 'll swimme o're the Thames , my goose , thee to tread . COK.

Braue ! he will swimme o're the Thames , and tread his goose , too night , he sayes .

LAN.

I , peace , Sir , the 'll be angry , if they heare you eaues-dropping , now they are setting their match .

PVP. L.

But lest the Thames should be dark , my goose , my deare friend , let thy window be prouided of a candles end .

PVP. H.

Feare not my gander , I protest , I should handle my matters very ill , if I had not a whole candle .

PVP. L.

Well then , looke to 't , and kisse me to boote .

LAN.

Now , heere come the friends againe , Pythias , and Damon , and vnder their clokes , Damon and Pythias enter . they haue of Bacon , a gammon .

PVP. P.

Drawer , fill some wine heere .

LAN.

How , some wine there ? there 's company already , Sir , pray forbeare !

PVP. D.

'T is Hero .

LAN.

Yes , but shee will not be taken , after sacke , and fresh herring , with your Dunmow-bacon .

PVP. P

You lye , it 's Westfabian .

LAN.

Westphalian you should say .

PVP. D.

Leander and Hero are kissing . If you hold not your peace , you are a Coxcombe , I would say .

PVP.

What 's here ? what 's here ? kisse , kisse , vpon kisse .

LAN.

I , Wherefore should they not ? what harme is in this ? 't is Mistresse Hero .

PVP. D.

Mistresse Hero 's a whore .

LAN.

Is shee a whore ? keepe you quiet , or Sir Knaue out of dore .

PVP. D.

Knaue out of doore ?

PVP. H.

Yes , Knaue , out of doore .

PVP. D.

Whore out of doore .

PVP. H.

Heere the Puppets quarrell and fall together by the eares . I say , Knaue , out of doore .

PVP. D.

I say , whore , out of doore .

PVP. P.

Yea , so say I too .

PVP. H.

Kisse the whore o' the arse .

LAN.

Now you ha' something to doe : you must kisse her o' the arse shee sayes :

PVP. D. P.

So we will , so we will .

PVP. H.

O my hanches , O my hanches , hold , hold .

LAN. Stand'st thou still ? Leander , where art thou ? stand'st thou still like a sot , and not offer'st to breake both their heads with a pot ? See who 's at thine elbow , there ! Puppet Ionas and Cupid . PVP. I.

Vpon 'hem Leander , be not so stupid . They fight .

PVP. L.

You Goat-bearded slaue !

PVP. D.

You whore-master Knaue .

PVP. L.

Thou art a whore-master .

PVP. I.

Whore-masters all .

LAN.

See , Cupid with a word has tane vp the brawle .

KNO.

These be fine vapours !

COK.

By this good day they fight brauely ! doe they not , Numps ?

WAS.

Yes , they lack'd but you to be their second , all this while .

LAN. This tragicall encounter , falling out thus to busie vs , It raises vp the ghost of their friend Dionysius : Not like a Monarch , but the Master of a Schoole , in a Scriueners furr'd gowne , which shewes he is no foole . for therein he hath wit enough to keepe himselfe warme . O Demon he cries , and Pythias ; what harme , Hath poore Dionysius done you in his graue , That after his death , you should fall out thus , and raue , And call amorous Leander whore-master Knaue ? PVP. D.

I cannot , I will not , I promise you endure it .

ACT. V. SCENE . V. To them BVSY. BVS.

Downe with Dagon , downe with Dagon ; 't is I , will no longer endure your prophanations .

LAN.

What meane you , Sir ?

BVS.

I wil remoue Dagon there , I say , that Idoll , that heathenish Idoll , that remaines ( as I may say ) a beame , a very beame , not a beame of the Sunne , nor a beame of the Moone , nor a beame of a ballance , neither a house-beame , nor a Weauers beame , but a beame in the eye , in the eye of the brethren ; a very great beame , an exceeding great beame ; such as are your Stage players , Rimers , and Morrise-dancers , who haue walked hand in hand , in contempt of the Brethren , and the Cause ; and beene borne out by instruments , of no meane countenance .

LAN.

Sir , I present nothing , but what is licens'd by authority .

BAS.

Thou art all license , euen licentiousnesse it selfe , Shimei !

LAN.

I haue the Master of the Reuell's hand for 't , Sir .

BVS.

The Master of Rebells hand , thou hast ; Satan's ! hold thy peace , thy scurrility shut vp thy mouth , thy profession is damnable , and in pleading for it , thou dost plead for Baal . I haue long opened my mouth wide , and gaped , I haue gaped as the oyster for the tide after thy destruction : but cannot compasse it by sute , or dispute ; so that I looke for a bickering , ere long , and then a battell .

KNO.

Good Banbury-vapours .

COK.

Friend , you 'ld haue an ill match on 't , if you bicker with him here , though he be no man o' the fist , hee has friends that will goe to cuffes for him , Numps , will not you take our side ?

EDG.

Sir , it shall not need , in my minde ; he offers him a fairer course , to end it by disputation ! hast thou nothing to say for thy selfe , in defence of thy quality ?

LAN.

Faith , Sir , I am not well studied in these controuersies , betweene the hypocrites and vs . But here 's one of my Motion , Puppet Donisius shall vndertake him , and I 'le venture the cause on 't .

COK.

Who ? my Hobby-horse ? will he dispute with him ?

LAN.

Yes , Sir , and make a Hobby-Asse of him , I hope .

COK.

That 's excellent ! indeed he lookes like the best scholler of 'hem all . Come , Sir , you must be as good as your word , now .

BVS.

I will not feare to make my spirit , and gifts knowne ! assist me zeale , fill me , fill me , that is , make me full .

WIN-W.

What a desperate , prophane wretch is this ! is there any Ignorance , or impudence like his ? to call his zeale to fill him against a Puppet ?

QVA.

I know no fitter match , then a Puppet to commit with an Hypocrite !

BVS.

First , I say vnto thee , Idoll , thou hast no Calling .

PVP. D.

You lie , I am call'd Dionisius .

LAN.

The Motion sayes you lie , he is call'd Dionisius i the matter , and to that calling he answers .

BVS.

I meane no vocation , Idoll , no present lawfull Calling .

PVP. D.

Is yours a lawfull Calling ?

LAN.

The Motion asketh , if yours be a lawfull Calling ?

BVS.

Yes , mine is of the Spirit .

PVP. D.

Then Idoll is a lawfull Calling .

LAN.

He saies , then Idoll is a lawfull Calling ! for you call'd him Idoll , and your Calling is of the spirit .

COK.

Well disputed , Hobby-horse !

BVS.

Take not part with the wicked young Gallant . He neygheth and hinneyeth , all is but hir nying Sophistry . I call him Idoll againe . Yet , I say , his Calling , his Profession is prophane , it is prophane , Idoll .

PVP. D.

It is not prophane !

LAN.

It is not prophane , he sayes .

BVS.

It is prophane .

PVP.

It is not prophane .

BVS.

It is prophane .

PVP.

It is not prophane .

LAN

Well said , confute him with not , still . You cannot beare him downe with your base noyse , Sir .

BVS.

Nor he me , with his treble creeking , though he creeke like the chariot wheeles of Satan ; I am zealous for the Cause —

LAN.

As a dog for a bone .

BVS.

And I say , it is prophane , as being the Page of Pride , and the waiting woman of vanity .

PVP. D.

Yea ? what say you to your Tire-women , then ?

LAN.

Good .

PVP.

Or feather-makers i' the Fryers , that are o' your faction of faith ? Are not they with their perrukes , and their puffes , their fannes , and their huffes , as much Pages of Pride , and waiters vpon vanity ? what say you ? what say you ? what say you ?

BVS.

I will not answer for them .

PVP.

Because you cannot , because you cannot . Is a Bugle-maker a lawfull Calling ? or the Confect-makers ? such you haue there : or your French Fashioner ? you 'ld haue all the sinne within your selues , would you not ? would you not ?

BVS.

No , Dagon .

PVS.

What then , Dagonet ? is a Puppet worse then these ?

BVS.

Yes , and my maine argument against you , is , that you are an abomination : for the Male , among you , putteth on the apparell of the Female , and the Female of the Male .

PVP.

You lye , you lye , you lye abominably .

COK.

Good , by my troth , he has giuen him the lye thrice .

PVP.

It is your old stale argument against the Players , but it will not hold against the Puppets ; for we haue neyther Male nor Female amongst vs . And that thou may'st see , if thou wilt , The Puppet takes vp his garment . like a malicious purblinde zeale as thou art !

EDG.

By my faith , there he has answer'd you , friend ; by playne demonstration .

PVP.

Nay , I 'le proue , against ere a Rabbin of 'hem all , that my standing is as lawfull as his ; that I speak by inspiration , as well as he ; that I haue as little to doe with learning as he ; and doe scorne her helps as much as he .

BVS,

I am confuted , the Cause hath failed me .

PVS.

Then be conuerted , be conuerted .

LAN.

Be conuerted , I pray you , and let the Play goe on !

BVS.

Let it goe on . For I am changed , and will become a beholder with you !

COK.

That 's braue i'faith , thou hast carryed it away , Hobby-horse , on with the Play !

IVS.

Stay , now do I forbid , I Adam Ouerdoo ! sit still , I charge you . The Iustice discouers himselfe .

COK.

What , my Brother i'law !

GRA.

My wise Guardian !

EDG.

Iustice Ouerdoo !

IVS.

It is time , to take Enormity by the fore head , and brand it ▪ for , I haue discouer'd enough .

ACT. V. SCENE . VI. To them , QVARLOVS . ( like the Mad-man ) PVRE-CRAFT . ( a while after ) IOHN . to them TROVBLE-ALL . VRSLA . NIGHTIGALE . QVAR.

Nay , come Mistresse Bride . You must doe as I doe , now . You must be mad with mee , in truth . I haue heere Iustice Ouerdoo for it .

IVS.

Peace good Trouble-all ; come hither , and you shall trouble none . To the Cutpurse , and Mistresse Litwit . I will take the charge of you , and your friend too , you also , young man shall be my care , stand there .

EDG.

Now , mercy vpon mee .

KNO.

Would we were away , Whit , these are dangerous vapours , The rest are stealing away . best fall off with our birds , for feare o' the Cage .

IVS.

Stay , is not my name your terror ?

WHI.

Yesh faith man , and it ish for tat , we would be gone man .

IOH.

O Gentlemen ! did you not see a wife of mine ? I ha' lost my little wife , as I shall be trusted : my little pretty Win , I left her at the great woman's house in trust yonder , the Pig-womans , with Captaine Iordan , and Captaine Whit , very good men , and I cannot heare of her . Poore foole , I feare shee 's stepp'd aside . Mother , did you not see Win ?

IVS.

If this graue Matron be your mother , Sir , stand by her , Et digito compesce labellum , I may perhaps spring a wife for you , anone . Brother Bartholmew , I am sadly sorry , to see you so lightly giuen , and such a Disciple of enormity : with your graue Gouernour Humphrey : but stand you both there , in the middle place ; I will reprehend you in your course . Mistresse Grace , let me rescue you out of the hands of the stranger .

WIN-W.

Pardon me , Sir , I am a kinsman of hers .

IVS.

Are you so ? of what name , Sir ?

WIN-W.

Winwife , Sir .

IVS.

Master Winwife ? I hope you haue won no wife of her , Sir . If you haue , I will examine the possibility of it , at fit leasure . Now , to my enormities : looke vpon mee , O London ! and see mee , O Smithfield ; The example of Iustice , and Mirror of Magistrates : the true top of formality , and scourge of enormity . Harken vnto my labours , and but obserue my discoueries ; and compare Hercules with me , if thou dar'st , of old ; or Columbus ; Magellan ; or our countrey man Drake of later times : stand forth you weedes of enormity , and spread . First , Rabbi Busy , thou superlunaticall hypocrite , next , To Busy , To Lantern , To the horse courser , and Cutpurse . Then Cap. Whit , and Mistresse Littlewit . thou other extremity , thou prophane professor of Puppetry , little better then Poetry : then thou strong Debaucher , and Seducer of youth ; witnesse this easie and honest young man : now thou Esquire of Dames , Madams , and twelue-penny Ladies : now my greene Madame her selfe , of the price . Let mee vnmasque your Ladiship .

IOH.

O my wife , my wife , my wife !

IVS.

Is she your wife ? Redde te Harpocratem !

TRO.

By your leaue , stand by my Masters , be vncouer'd .

VRS.

O stay him , stay him , helpe to cry , Nightingale ; my pan , Enter Trouble-all . my panne .

IVS.

What 's the matter ?

NIG.

Hee has stolne gammar Vrsla's panne .

TRO.

Yes , and I feare no man but Iustice Ouerdoo .

IVS.

Vrsla ? where is she ? O the Sow of enormity , this ! To Vrsla , and Nightingale . welcome , stand you there , you Songster , there .

VRS.

An' please your worship , I am in no fault : A Gentleman stripp'd him in my Booth , and borrow'd his gown , and his hat ; and hee ranne away with my goods , here , for it .

IVS·

Then this is the true mad-man , and you are the enormity !

QVA.

You are i' the right , I am mad , To Quarlous . but from the gowne outward .

IVS.

Stand you there .

QVA.

Where you please , Sir .

OVER

O lend me a bason , I am sicke , I am sicke ; Mistresse Ouerdoo is sicke : and her husband is silenc'd . where 's Mr. Ouerdoo ? Bridget , call hither my Adam .

IVS.

How ?

WHI.

Dy very owne wise , i'fait , worshipfull Adam .

OVER.

Will not my Adam come at mee ? shall I see him no more then ?

QVA.

Sir , why doe you not goe on with the enormity ? are you opprest with it ? I 'le helpe you : harke you Sir , i' your eare , your Innocent young man , you haue tane such care of , all this day , is a Cutpurse ; that hath got all your brother Cokes his things , and help'd you to your beating , and the stocks ; if you haue a minde to hang him now , and shew him your Magistrates wit , you may : but I should think it were better , recouering the goods , and to saue your estimation in him . I thank you Sr. for the gift of your Ward , Mrs. Grace : look you , here is your hand & seale , by the way Mr. Win-wife giue you ioy , you are Palemon , you are possest o' the Gentlewoman , but she must pay me value , here 's warrant for it . And honest mad-man , there 's thy gowne , and cap againe ; I thanke thee for my wife . Nay , I can be mad , sweet heart , when I please , still ; neuer feare me : To the widdow . And carefull Numps , where 's he ? I thanke him for my licence .

WAS.

Waspe misseth the Licence . How !

QVA.

'T is true , Numps .

WAS.

I 'll be hang'd then .

QVA.

Loke i' your boxe , Numps , nay , Sir , stand not you fixt here , like a stake in Finsbury to be shot at , or the whipping post i' the Fayre , but get your wife out o' the ayre , it wil make her worse else ; and remember you are but Adam , Flesh , and blood ! you haue your frailty , forget your other name of Ouerdoo , and inuite vs all to supper . There you and I will compare our discoueries ; and drowne the memory of all enormity in your bigg'st bowle at home .

COK.

How now , Numps , ha' you lost it ? I warrant , 't was when thou wert i' the stocks : why dost not speake ?

WAS.

I will neuer speak while I liue , againe , for ought I know .

IVS.

Nay , Humphrey , if I be patient , you must be so too ; this pleasant conceited Gentleman hath wrought vpon my iudgement , and preuail'd : I pray you take care of your sicke friend , Mistresse Alice , and my good friends all —

QVA.

And no enormities .

IVS.

I inuite you home , with mee to my house , to supper : I will haue none feare to go along , for my intents are Ad correctionem , non ad destructionem ; Ad aedificandum , non ad diruendum : so lead on .

COK.

Yes , and bring the Actors along , wee 'll ha' the rest o' the Play at home .

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The EPILOGVE . YOur Maiesty hath seene the Play , and you can best allow it from your care , and view . You know the scope of Writers , and what store , of leaue is giuen them , if they take not more , And turne it into licence : you can tell if we haue vs'd that leaue you gaue vs , well : Or whether wee to rage , or licence breake , or be prophane , or make prophane men speake ? This is your power to iudge ( great Sir ) and not the enuy of a few . Which if wee haue got , Wee value lesse what their dislike can bring , if it so happy be , t' haue pleas'd the King .
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priuat● perticular wrong , Or iust complaint of any priuate man , ( Who of himselfe , or shall thinke WHTCHMEN WATCHMEN , three . Canuas-cut'ithe None o'these fine sights ! Nor has he the Canuas-cut 'ithe night , for a Hobby-horse-man to creepe o● Nothing , but the vnderstanding Gentlemen on the ground here , ask'd my iudgement . allur●nt searchant . A sweete Singer of new Ballads allurant : and as fresh an Hypocrite , as euer was ha● Win ! this Cap do's conuince ! youl'd not ha' worne it , VVin , nor ha' had it veluet Pimlic● Cheapside , to shew such another : Morefields , Pimlico path , or the Exchange , in a sommer euening Cow●lane natiuity-water cast lately by the Cunning men in Cowslane , and they ha' told her her fortune , and Fidiers manly houres ? None but a scatterd couey of Fidlers , or one of these Rag-rakers in dung-hills ●aking waste the brand of life for , to be still raking himselfe a fortune in an old womans embers aweeke I would endure to heare fifteene Sermons a weeke for her , and such course , and lowd SCEENE ACT. I. SCENE . IIIJ. plag●e A plague o'this boxe , and the poxe too , and on come● i'your little wiues teeth too ( heere she comes ) 'twill make her spit as fine as she is ●ayd not meet that heathen thing , all day , but stayd him : he would name you all the Signes ouer there'twill bring you to some obscure place in time , and there 'twill leaue you . ●arewell a spoone full of braine , would think ●o Farewell , Iohn . ●he owne making , say nothing , that I writ for the motion man , which you must see , Win . o●the Rattles , Drums , Halberts , Horses , Babies o'the best ? Fiddles o'th finest ? iyour Ha' you any cornes 'i your feete , and toes ? ●odge presently . Heere we will meet at night in her lodge , and share . Looke you choose good places ●roth To be so lightly inuited to smoake , and froth . sine A fine similitude , that , Sir ! did you see the Ouerdo● He hath something of Master Ouerdoe , mee thinkes , brother . bo●●le-ale rhe Nouices pay . Thirty pound a weeke in boule-ale ! forty in tabacco ! and ten more in Ale ●aine him catch this , that catch can . I would faine see him get this , looke you heere . ●o it came to nothing ! you said , let's goe to Vrsla's , indeede ; but then you met the has●t doe meane it , man . Prinsh Quarlous if tou hasht need on me , tou shalt finde me heere , ●s going a feasting . What Schole-master's that is with 'hem ? Sringhalt speakes it . Poore soule , shee has had a stringhalt , the Maryhinchco : but shee's prettily sine This's fine , verily , here be the best pigs : and shee shewent assure my selfe to carrry her , yet , ere she went out of Smithfield . Or she should carry indeeede that exhortation , which drew the company , indeede , which drew the cut-purse ; which drew ●ut-purse drew the company , indeede , which drew the cut-purse ; which drew the money ; which drew my brother o'ciuill for all my Tenants , too , they are a kind o' ciuill Sauages , that wil part with their he● and thee too , to carry downe with me , and her hamper , beside . Thy shop shall furnish i● Actum est , of him for a common-wealths-man : if hee goe to't in Rime , once . be●fore buying o'Ginger-bread : set in quickly , before he part wirh too much on his money . ●● He runn's to the Ballad man . faith● Good , 'i faith! ! ô he has lighted on the wrōg pocket . withall if I trauell any more , call me Coriat ; with all my heart . Ouerdo● chose , Sir , but loue my Guardian , Iustice Ouerdoe , who is answerable to that description Zeale-of-the land Brother Zeale-of-the-land ! what shall we doe ? my daughter Win-the-fight kn●●ke● it is mine own ; and with it I will both knocke and mocke downe your Bartholmew abhominations abhominat●●ns both knocke and mocke downe your Bartholmew abhominations , till you 〈◊〉 made a hissing to the neighbour Fot For whatsoeuer it is , any thing indeede , no vlinch Why , where are you zurs ? doe you flinch , and leaue vs i'the zuds , now ? zhrinke Doe my Northerne cloth shrinke i'the wetting ? ha ? she●sh thou ougsht to grant him nothing , in no shensh , if dou doe loue dy shelfe , angry man Vreind Friend , will you mind this that wee doe ? serigant Rebells ? Gentlemen ? shall I send out a Serieant at Armes , or a Writ o'Rebellion , against eners Alice enters , beating he Iustice's wife . Ha● Ha! ! mad child o'the Pye-pouldres , art thou wit● Ent Waspe with the officers . chee●e You stinke of leeks , Metheglyn , and cheese . You Rogue . quaesi●cris thinke it be thy friend Persius ) Non te quaesiueris extra . Littl● wit now ! What manner of matter is this , Mr. Littlewit ? What kind of Actors ha' you ? Are they Littl-wit Leatherhead whispers to Little-wit . ●est you for that , Master Littlewit , a good iest ! which is your Burbage now ? Mistr●s They bring Mistres Ouerdoo a chayre . Litt●● wit The Cut-purse courts Mistresse Littlewit . ●im idle vapour ; he must not know you , nor you him ; there's the true vapour . Y●● Yes , I will obserue more of this : is this gi●e shweet heart ; if dou hasht a minde to 'hem giue me twelue pence from tee , and dou shalt truthwith Of the Bankside , he saith ▪ to tell you truth without erring , Is come ouer into Fish-street out the Bankside , he saith ▪ to tell you truth without erring , Is come ouer into Fish-street to water●men heard him . But there's no talking to these watermen , they will ha' the last word you· You whore-masterly Slaue , you Hld Hold , hold your hands gander● for euer be thy goose , so thou'lt be my gander mat●h I know no fitter match , then a Puppet to commit with an Hypocrite n●ne Trouble-all ; come hither , and you shall trouble none . I will take the charge of you , and your fot Yesh faith man , and it ish for tat , we would be gone man . compesc● your mother , Sir , stand by her , Et digito compesce labellum , I may perhaps spring a wife for wi●e Dy very owne wise , i'fait , worshipfull Adam .