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 The puritaine or The vviddovv of VVatling-streete. Acted by the Children of Paules. Written by W.S. The puritan Puritaine Puritaine or The widdow of Watling-streete. Widdow of Watling-streete. Puritaine widdow. W. S. Smith, Wentworth, fl. 1601-1623, Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627, [62] p. By G. Eld, Imprinted at London : 1607. 1607

Sometimes attributed to Thomas Middleton and to Wentworth Smith; misattributed to William Shakespeare.

Signatures: A-H4 (-A1).

Running title reads: The puritaine widdow.

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 A11264 shc The Puritan, or The Widow of Watling Street Middleton, Thomas Melina Yeh KateNeedham 1606 play comedy shc no A11264 S106337 (STC 21531). 62 24294 0 0 0 0 0 0 0.00 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. Incorporated ~ 10,000 textual changes made to the SHC corpus by Hannah Bredar, Kate Needham, and Lydia Zoells between April and July 2015 during visits, separately or together, to the Bodleian, Folger and Houghton Libraries as well as the Rare Book Libraries at Northwestern University and the University of Chicago Boston Public Library, BRLL

THE PVRITAINE Or THE WIDDOW of Watling-streete .

Acted by the Children of Paules .

Written by W. S.

Imprinted at London by G. ELD . 1607 .

The Puritaine Widdow .
ACTVS PRIMVS . Enter the Lady Widdow-Plus , her two Daughters Franke and Moll , her husbands Brother an old Knight Sir Godfrey , with her Sonne and heyre Maister Edmond , all in moorning apparell , Edmond in a Cypresse Hatte . The Widdow wringing her hands , and bursting out into a passion , as newly come from the Buriall of her husband . Widow .

OH , that euer I was borne , that euer I was borne !

Sir Godfrey .

Nay good Sister , deare sister , sweete sister , bee of good comfort , shew yourselfe a woman , now or neuer .

Wid.

Oh , I haue lost the deerest man . I haue buried the sweetest husband that euer lay by woman .

Sir God .

Nay giue him his due hee was indeed an honest , vertuous , discreet wise-man , — hee was my Brother , as right , as right .

Wid.

O , I shall neuer forget him , neuer forget him , hee was a man so well giuen to a woman — oh :

Sir Godf.

Nay but kinde Sister , I could weepe as much as any woman , but alas our teares cannot call him againe : me thinkes you are well read Sister , and know that death is as common as Homo a common name to all men ; — a man shall bee taken when hee 's making water , — Nay , did not the learned Parson Maister Pigman tell vs een now , that all Flesh is fraile , wee are borne to dye , Man ha's but a time : with such like deepe and profound perswasions , as hee is a rare fellow you know and an excellent Reader : and for example , ( as there are examples aboundance , ) did not Sir Humfrey Bubble dye tother day there 's a lustie Widdow , why shee cryed not aboue halfe an houe-for shame , for shame : then followed him old Maister Fulsome the Vsurer , there 's a wise Widdow , why shee cryed nere a whitte at all .

Wid

O rancke not mee with those wicked women , I had a Husband out-shinde 'em all .

Syr Godf.

I that he did Ifaith , he out-shind 'em all .

Widd.

Doost thou stand there and see vs all weepe , and not once shed a teare for thy fathers death ? oh thou vngracious sonne and heyre thou :

Edm,

Troth Mother I should not weepe I 'me sure ; I am past a childe I hope , to make all my old Schoole fellowes laughe at me ; I should bee mockt , so I should ; Pray let one of my Sisters weepe for mee , I le laughe as much for her another time ?

Widd.

Oh thou past-Grace thou , out of my sight , thou gracelesse impe , thou grieuest mee more then the death of thy Father ? oh thou stubborne onely sonne ? hadst thou such an honest man to thy Father — that would deceaue all the world to get riches for thee , and canst thou not afforde a little sa't water ? he that so wisely did quite ouer-throw the right heyre of those lands , which now you respect not vp euery morning betwixt foure and fiue so duely at Westminster Hall euery Tearme-Time , with all his Cardes and writings , for thee thou wicked Absolon — oh deare husband !

Edm.

Weep ? quotha ? I protest I am glad hee 's Churched ? for now hee 's gone I shall spend in quiet ?

Fran. Deere mother ; pray cease , halfe your Teares suffize , T is time for you to take truce with youre eyes , Let me weepe now ? Widd.

Oh such a deere knight ! such a sweete husband haue I lost , haue I lost ? — if Blessed bee the coarse the raine raynes vpon , he had it powring downe ?

Syr Godf,

Sister ? be of good cheere , wee are all mortall our selues , I come vppon you freshly , I neare speake without comfort , heere me what I shall say ; — my brother ha's left you wellthy , y' are rich .

Widd.

Oh!

Syr Godf.

I say y' ar rich ? you are also faire .

Widd.

Oh!

Sir Godf.

Goe too y' are faire you cannot smother it , beauty will come to light ; nor are your yeares so farre enterd with you ; but that you will bee sought after ; and may very well answere another husband ; the world is full of fine Gallants , choyse enow Sister , — for what should wee doe with all our Knights I pray ? but to marry riche widdowes , wealthy Cittizens widdowes ; lusty faire-browd Ladies ; go too , bee of good comfort I say leaue snobbing and weeping — yet my Brother was a kinde hearted man — I would not haue the Elfe see mee now ? — come pluck vp a womans heart — here stands your Daughters , who be well estated , and at maturity will also bee enquir'd after with good husbands , so all these teares shall bee soone dryed vp and a better world then euer — what ? Woman ? you must not weepe still ? hee 's dead hee 's buried — yet I cannot chuse but weepe for him !

Wid Marry againe ! no! let me be buried quick then ! And that same part of Quire whereon I tread To such intent , O may it be my graue ; And that the Priest may turne his wedding praiers , Een with a breath , to all dust and ashes ;

Oh , out of a million of millions , I should nere finde such a husband , hee was vnmatchable , — vnmatchable ? nothing was to hot , nor to deere for mee , I could not speake of that one thing that I had not , beside I had keyes of all , kept all , receiu'd all , had money in my purse , spent what I would , went abroad when I would , came home when I would , and did all what I would ? Oh — my sweete husband ; I shall neuer haue the like ?

Sir Godf

Sister ? nere say so ; hee was an honest brother of mine , and so , and you may light vpon one as honest againe , or one , as honest againe may light vpon you , that 's the properer phrase indeed ?

Wid. Neuer ? oh if you loue me vrge it not , Oh may I be the by-word of the world , The common talke at Table in the mouth Of euery Groome and Wayter , if e're more I entertaine the carnall suite of Man ? Mol. I must kneele downe for fashion too ? Franck . And I , whom neuer man as yet hath scalde Ee'n in this depth of generall sorrow , vowe Neuer to marry , to sustaine such losse As a deere husband seemes to be , once dead ? Mol. I lou'd my father well too ; but to say , Nay now , I would not marry for his death ? Sure I should speake false Lattin ; should I not ? I de as soone vow neuer to come in Bed . Tut ? Women must liue by th' quick , and not by th' dead . Wid. Deare Copie of my husband , oh let me kisse thee : How like him is their Model ? their briefe Picture Drawing out her husbands Picture . Quickens my teares : my sorrowes are renew'd At their fresh sight ? Sir Godf.

Sister —

Wid. Away , All honesty with him is turn'd to clay , Oh my sweete husband , oh — Franck .

My deere father ?

Exeunt mother and daughters . Mol.

Here 's a puling indeede ! I thinke my Mother weepes for all the women that euer buried husbands : for if from time to time all the Widdowers teares in England had beene bottled vp , I do not thinke all would haue fild a three-halfe-penny Bottle ; Alasse a small matter bucks a hand-kercher , — and somtimes the spittle stands to nie Saint Thomas a Watrings ; well , I can mourne in good sober sort as well as another ? but where I spend one teare for a dead Father , I could giue twenty kisses for a quick husband .

Exit Moll . Sir Godf.

Well , go thy waies old Sir Godfrey , and thou maist be proud on 't , thou hast a kinde louing sister-in-lawe ; how constant ? how passionate ? how ful of Aprill the poore soules eyes are ; well , I would my Brother knew on 't , he should then know what a kinde wife hee had left behinde him ; truth and t were not for shame that the Neighbours at th next garden should heare me , betweene ioye and griefe , I should e'en cry out-right !

Exit Sir Godfrey . Edmund .

So , a faire riddance , my father 's layde in dust , his Coffin and he is like a whole-meate-pye , and the wormes will cut him vp shortlie ; farewell old Dad , farewe'l . I le be curb'd in no more , I perceiue a sonne and heire may quickly be made a foole and he will be one , but I le take another order ; — Now she would haue me weepe for him for-sooth , and why ? because he cozn'd the right heire beeing a foole , and bestow'd those Lands vpon me his eldest Son ; and therefore I must weepe for him ha , ha ; Why al the world knowes as long as t was his pleasure to get me , t was his duety to get for me : I know the law in that point no Atturney can gull me ; Well , my Vncle is an olde Asse , and an admirable Cockscombe , I le rule the Roast my selfe , I le be kept vnder no more , I know what I may do well inough by my Fathers Copy : the Lawe 's in mine owne hands now : nay now I know my strength , I le be strong inough for my Mother I warrant you ?

Exit . Enter George Py-bord a scholler and a Cittizen and vnto him an old soulder , Peter Skirmish . Pye .

What 's to be done now ? old Lad of War ; thou that wert wont to be as hot as a turn-spit , as nimble as a fencer , & as lowzy as a schoole-maister ; now thou art put to silence like a Sectarie ? — war sitts now like a Iustice of peace , and does nothing , where be your Muskets , Caleiuers and Hotshots ? in Long-lane , at Pawne , at Pawne ; — Now keies , are your onely Guns , Key-guns , Key-guns , & Bawdes the Gunners , — who are your centinells in peace , and stand ready charg'd to giue warning ; with hems , hums , & pockey-coffs ; only your Chambers are licenc'st to play vpon you , and Drabs enow to giue fire to 'em .

Skir.

Well , I cannot tell , but I am sure it goes wrong with me , for since the cessure of the wars , I haue spent aboue a hundred crownes out a purse : I haue beene a souldier any time this forty yeares , and now I perceiue an olde souldier , and an olde Courtier haue both one destinie , and in the end turne both into hob-nayles .

Pie .

Prety mistery for a begger , for indeed a hob-naile is the true embleme of a beggers shoo-soale ;

Skir.

I will not say but that warre is a bloud-sucker , and so ; but in my conscience , ( as there is no souldier but has a peice of one , tho it bee full of holes like a shot Antient , no matter , t will serue to sweare by ) in my conscience , I thinke some kinde of Peace , ha's more hidden oppressions , and violent heady sinnes , ( tho looking of a gentle nature ) then a profest warre .

Pye .

Troth , and for mine owne part , I am a poore Gentleman , & a Scholler , I haue beene matriculated in the Vniuersitie , wore out sixe Gownes there , seene some fooles , and some Schollers , some of the Citty , and some of the Countrie , kept order , went bare-headed ouer the Quadrangle , eate my Commons with a good stomacke , and Battled with Discretion ; at last , hauing done many slights and trickes to maintaine my witte in vse ( as my braine would neuer endure mee to bee idle , ) I was expeld the Vniuersitie , onely for stealing a Cheese out of Iesus Colledge .

Skir.

I st possible ?

Pye .

Oh! there was one Welshman ( God forgiue him ) pursued it hard ; and neuer left , till I turnde my staffe toward London , where when I came , all my friends were pitt-hold , gone to Graues , ( as indeed there was but a few left before ) then was I turnde to my wittes , to shift in the world , to towre among Sonnes and Heyres , and Fooles , and Gulls , and Ladyes eldest Sonnes , to worke vpon nothing , to feede out of Flint , and euer since has my belly beene much beholding to my braine : But now to returne to you old Skirmish . I say as you say , and for my part wish a Turbulency in the world , for I haue nothing to loose but my wittes , and I thinke they are as mad as they will be : and to strengthen your Argument the more , I say an honest warre , is better then a bawdy peace : as touching my profession ; The multiplicitie of Schollers , hatcht , and nourisht , in the idle Calmes of peace , makes 'em like Fishes one deuoure another ; and the communitie of Learning ha's so plaide vpon affections , and thereby almost Religion is come about to Phantasie , and discredited by being too much spoken off — in so many & meane mouths , I my selfe being a Scholler and a Graduate , haue no other comfort by my learning , but the Affliction of my words , to know how Scholler-like to name what I want , & can call my selfe a Begger both in Greeke and Lattin , and therfore not to cogg with Peace , I le not be afraide to say , 't is a great Breeder , but a barren Nourisher : a great-getter of Children , which must either be Theeues or Rich-men , Knaues or Beggers .

Skirmish .

Well , would I had beene borne a Knaue then , when I was borne a Begger , for if the truth were knowne , I thinke I was begot when my Father had neuer a penny in his purse .

Pye .

Puh , faint not old Skirmish , let this warrant thee , Facilis Descensus Auerni , 't is an easie iourney to a Knaue , thou maist bee a Knaue when thou wilt ; and Peace is a good Madam to all other professions , and an arrant Drabbe to vs , let vs handle her accordingly , and by our wittes thriue in despight of her ; for since the lawe liues by quarrells , the Courtier by smooth God-morrowes , and euery profession makes it selfe greater by imperfections , why not wee then by shiftes , wiles , and forgeries ? and seeing our braines are our onely Patrimonies , let 's spend with iudgment , not like a desperate sonne and heire , but like a sober and discreete Templer , — one that will neuer marche beyond the bounds of his allowance , and for our thriuing meanes , thus , I my selfe will put on the Deceit of a Fortune-teller , a Fortune-teller .

Skirm.

Very proper .

Pye .

And you of a figure-caster , or a Coniurer .

Skir.

A Coniurer .

Pye .

Let me alone , I le instruct you , and teach you to deceiue all eyes , but the Diuels .

Skir.

Oh I , for I would not deceiue him and I could choose , of all others .

Pye .

Feare not I warrant you ; and so by those meanes wee shall helpe one another to Patients , as the condition of the age affoords creatures enow for cunning to worke vpon .

Skir.

Oh wondrous new fooles and fresh Asses .

Pye .

Oh , fit , fit , excellent .

Skir.

What in the name of Coniuring ?

Pye-boord .

My memorie greetes mee happily with an admirable subiect to graze vpon . The Lady-Widdow , who of late I sawe weeping in her Garden for the death of her Husband , sure she 'as but a watrish soule , and halfe on 't by this time is dropt out of her Eies : deuice well managde may doe good vppon her : it stands firme , my first practise shall bee there ?

Skir.

You haue my voyce George ?

Pye-boord .

Sh 'as a gray Gall to her Brother , a foole to her onely sonne , and an Ape to her yongest Daughter ; — I ouer-heard 'em seuerally , and from their words I le deriue my deuice ; and thou old Peter Skirmish shall be my second in all slights .

Skir.

Nere doubt mee George Pye-boord . — onely you must teach me to coniure .

Enter Captaine Idle , pinioned , & with a guarde of Officers passeth ouer the Stage . Pye . Push , I le perfect thee , Peter : How now ? what 's hee ? Skir. Oh George ! this sight kils me , T is my sworne Brother , Captaine Idle . Pye .

Captaine Idle .

Skir.

Apprehended for some fellonious act or other , hee has started out , h 'as made a Night on 't , lackt siluer ; I cannot but commend his resolution , he would not pawne his Buffe-Ierkin , I would eyther some of vs were employde , or might pitch our Tents at Vsurers doores , to kill the slaues as they peepe out at the Wicket .

Pye .

Indeed those are our ancient Enimies ; they keepe our money in their hands , and make vs to bee hangd for robbing of 'em , but come lett s follow after to the Prison , and know the Nature of his offence , and what we can steed him in , hee shall be sure of ; and I le vphold it still , that a charitable Knaue , is better then a soothing Puritaine .

Exeunt . Enter at one doore Corporall Oth , a Vaine-glorious fellow , and at the other , three of the Widdow Puritaines Seruingmen , Nicholas Saint-Tantlings , Simon Saint-Mary-Oueries , and Frailtie in black scuruie mourning coates , and Bookes at their Girdles , as comming from Church . They meete . Nich.

What Corporall Oth ? I am sorry we haue met with you next our hearts ; you are the man that we are forbidden to keepe company withall , wee must not sweare I can tell you , and you haue the name for swearing .

Sim.

I , Corporall Oth , I would you would do so much as forsake vs sir , we cannot abide you , wee must not be seene in your company .

Frail.

There is none of vs I can tell you , but shall be soundly whipt for swearing .

Corp.

Why how now ? we three ? Puritanicall Scrape-shoes , Flesh a good Fridayes ? a hand .

All .

Oh .

Corp.

Why Nicholas Saint-Tantlings , Simon Saint Mary Oueries , ha's the De'ele possest you , that you sweare no better , you halfe-Christned Katomites , you vngod-motherd Varlets , do's the first lesson teach you to bee proud , and the second to bee Cocks-combes ; proud Cocks-combes ? not once to doe dutie to a man of Marke .

Frail.

A man of Marke , quatha , I doe not thinke he can shew a Beggers Noble .

Corpo.

A Corporall , a Commander , one of spirit ; that is able to blowe you vp all drye with your Bookes at your Girdles .

Simon .

Wee are not taught to beleeue that sir , for we know the breath of man is weake ?

Corporall breaths vpon Frailtie . Frail.

Foh , you lie Nicholas ; for here 's one strong inough ; blowe vs vp quotha ! hee may well blow me aboue twelue-score off an him ? I warrant if the winde stood right , a man might smell him from the top of Newgate , to the Leades of Ludgate ?

Corp.

Sirrah , thou Hollow-Booke of Waxe-candle .

Nicho.

I , you may say what you will , so you sweare not .

Corp.

I sweare by the —

Nicho.

Hold , hold , good Corporall Oth ; for if you sweare once , wee shall all fall downe in a sowne presently .

Corp.

I must and will sweare : you quiuering Cocks-combes , my Captaine is imprisoned , and by Uulcans Lether Cod-piece point —

Nich.

O Simon , what an oth was there .

Frail.

If hee should chance to breake it , the poore mans Breeches would fall downe about his heeles , for Venus allowes him but one point to his hose ?

Corpor.

With these my Bullye-Feete , I will thumpe ope the Prison doores , and braine the Keeper with the begging Boxe , but I le set my honest sweete Captaine Idle at libertie .

Nich.

How , Captaine Ydle , my olde Aunts sonne , my deere Kinsman in Capadochio .

Cor.

I , thou Church-peeling , thou Holy-paring , religious outside thou ? if thou hadst any grace in thee , thou would'st visit him , releiue him , sweare to get him out ?

Nicho.

Assure you Corporall indeed-la , t is the first time I heard on 't ,

Cor.

Why do 't now then , Marmaset ? bring forth thy yearly-wages , let not a Commander perish !

Simon .

But , if hee bee one of the wicked , hee shall perish .

Nich.

Well Corporall , I le e'en along with you , to visit my Kinsman , if I can do him any good , I will , — but I haue nothing for him , Simon Saint Mary Oueris and Fraylty , pray make a lie for me to the Knight my Maister , old Sir Godfrey .

Cor.

A lie ? may you lie then ?

Fray .

O I , we may lie , but me must not sweare .

Sim.

True , wee may lie with our Neighbors wife , but wee must not sweare we did so ;

Cor.

Oh , an excellent Tag of religion ?

Nic.

Oh Simon , I haue thought vpon a sound excuse , it will go currant , say that I am gon to a Fast ;

Sim.

To a Fast , very good ?

Nic.

I , to a Fast say , with Maister Ful-bellie the Minister .

Sim.

Maister Ful-bellie ? an honest man : he feedes the flock well , for he 's an excellent feeder ?

Exit Corporal , Nicholas . Fray .

O I , I haue seene him eate vp a whole Pigge , and afterward falls to the pettitoes ?

Exit Simon and Fraylty . The Prison , Marshalsea . Enter Captaine Ydle at one dore , and old souldier at the other . George Py-boord , speaking within . Pye .

Pray turne the key .

Sker.

Turne the key I pray ?

Cap.

Who should those be , I almost know their voyces ? O my friends ?

Entring .

Ya 're welcome to a smelling Roome here ? you newly tooke leaue of the ayre i st not a strange sauour ?

Pie . ' As all prisons haue , smells of sundry wretches ; Who tho departed , leaue their sents behind 'em , By God Captaine , I am sincerely sory for thee . Cap.

By my troth George I thanke thee ; but pish , — what must be , must bee .

Skir.

Captaine , what doe you lie in for ? i st great ? what 's your offence ?

Cap.

Faith , my offence is ordinarie , — common ? A Hie-waye , and I feare mee my penaltie will be ordinarie and common too , a halter .

Pie . Nay prophecy not so ill , it shall go heard ' But I le shift for thy life . Cap.

Whether I liue or die , thou art an honest George I le tell you — siluer flou'd not with mee , as it had done , ( for now the tide runnes to Bawdes and flatterers ) I had a start out , and by chaunce set vpon a fat steward , thinking his purse had beene as pursey as his bodie ; and the slaue had about him but the poore purchase of tenne groates : notwithstanding beeing descryed , pursued , and taken , I know the Law is so grim : in respect of many desprate-vnsetled souldiours , that I feare mee I shall daunce after their pipe for 't .

Skir.

I am twice sory for you Captaine : first that your purchase was so small , and now that your danger is so great .

Cap.

Push , the worst is but death , — ha you a pipe of Tobacco about you ?

Skir.

I thinke , I haue there abouts about me !

Cap blowes a pipe . Cap.

Her 's a cleane Gentleman too , to receiue ?

Pie . Well , I must cast about , some happy slight , Worke braine , that euer didst thy Maister right ? Cor.

Keeper ? let the key be turn'dl

Corporall and Nicholas Nic.

I , I pray Maister keeper giu es a cast of your office ? within .

Cap.

How now more Visitants ? — what Corporall Oth ?

Pie . Skir.

Corporal ?

Cor.

In prison honest Captaine ? this must not be ?

Nic.

How do you Captaine Kinsman ?

Cap.

Good Cocks-combe ? what makes that pure — starch'd foole here ?

Nic.

You see Kinsman I am som-what bould to call in , and see how you do , I heard you were safe inough , and I was very glad on 't that it was no worse ;

Cap. This is a double torture now , — this foole by 'th booke Do's vexe me more then my imprisonment ? What meant you Corporall to hooke him hither ? Cor. Who he ? he shall releiue thee , and supply thee , I le make him doo 't ; Cap.

Fie , what vaine breath you spend ! hee supply ? I le sooner expect mercy from a Vsurer when my bond s forfetted , sooner kindnesse from a Lawier when my mony 's spent : nay sooner charity from the deuill , then good from a Puritaine ? I le looke for releife from him , when Lucifer is restor'd to his bloud , and in Heauen againe !

Nic.

I warrant my Kinsman's talking of me , for my left eare burnes most tyrannically ?

Pie .

Captaine Ydle ? what 's he there ? hee lookes ; like a Monkey vpward ; and a Crane downe-ward .

Cap.

Pshaw ; a foolish Cozen of mine ; I must thanke God for him .

Pie .

Why the better subiect to worke a scape vpon ; thou shalt e'en change clothes with him , and leaue him here , and so ;

Cap.

Push , I publish't him e'en now to my Corporall , hee will be damn'd , ere hee do me so much good ; why I know a more proper , a more handsome deuice then that , if the slaue would be sociable — now goodman Fleere-face ?

Nic.

Oh , my Cozen begins to speake to me now , I shall bee acquainted with him againe I hope ,

Skirmish .

Looke what ridiculous Raptures take hold of his wrinckles ,

Pye .

Then what say you to this deuice , a happy one Captaine ?

Capt.

Speake lowe George ; Prison Rattes haue wider eares then those in Malt-lofts .

Nic.

Cozen , if it lay in my power , as they say ? — to — do ;

Cap.

T would do me an exceeding pleasure indeed that , but nere talke forder on 't , the foole will be hang'd , ere he do 't .

Cor.

Pax , I le thump 'em to 't .

Pie .

Why doe but trie the Fopster , and breake it to him bluntly .

Cap.

And so my disgrace will dwell in his Iawes , and the slaue slauer out our purpose to his Maister , for would I were but as sure on 't as I am sure he will deny to do 't .

Nic.

I would bee heartily glad Cozen , if any of my friendships , as they say , might — stand , ah ,

Pie .

Why , you see he offers his friend-ship foolishly to you alreadie ?

Captain .

I , that 's the hell on 't , I would hee would offer it wisely ?

Nich.

Verily , and indeed la , Couzen ? —

Cap.

I haue tooke note of thy fleers a good while , if thou art minded to do mee good ? as thou gapst vpon me comfortably , and giu'st me charitable faces ? which indeede is but a fashion in you all that are Puritaines ? wil t soone at night steale me thy Maisters chaine ?

Nich.

Oh , I shall sowne !

Pie .

Corporal , he starts already !

Cap.

I know it to be worth three hundred Crownes , & with the halfe of that , I can buy my life at a Brokers , at second hand , which now lies in pawne to 'th Lawe , if this thou refuse to do , being easie and nothing dangerous , in that thou art held in good opinion of thy Maister , why t is a palpable Argument thou holdst my life at no price , and these thy broken & vnioynted offers , are but only created in thy lip , now borne , and now buried , foolish breath onlie ? what ; woult do 't ? shall I looke for happinesse in thy answere ?

Nic.

Steale my Maisters chane quo'the ? no , it shal nere bee sayd that Nicholas Saint Tantlings committed Bird-lime !

Cap.

Nay , I told you as much ; did I not ; tho he be a Puritaine yet he will be a true man ?

Nich.

Why Couzen ? you know t is written , thou shalt not steale ?

Cap.

Why , and foole , thou shalt loue thy Neighbour , and helpe him in extremities ?

Nich.

Masse I thinke it bee indeede , in what Chapter 's that Couzen ?

Cap.

Why in the first of Charity , the 2. verse .

Nich.

The first of Charity , quotha tha , that 's a good iest , there 's no such Chapter in my booke !

Cap.

No , I knew t was torne out of thy Booke , & that makes so little in thy heart .

Pie .

Come , let me tell you , ya 're too vnkinde a Kinsman yfaith ; the Captaine louing you so deerely , I , like the Pomwater of his eye , and you to be so vncomfortable , fie , fie .

Nic.

Pray do not wish me to bee hangd , any thing else that I can do , had it beene to rob , I would ha don 't , but I must not steale , that 's the word the literall , thou shalt not steale , and would you wish me to steale then ?

Pie .

No faith , that were to much , to speake truth : why woult thou nim it from him .

Nich.

That I will ?

Pie .

Why ynough bullie ; hee shall bee content with that , or he shall ha none ; let mee alone with him now ! Captaine , I ha dealt with your Kins-man in a Corner ; a good , kind-naturde fellow , mee thinkes : goe too , you shall not haue all your owne asking , you shall bate somewhat on 't he is not contented absolutely as you would say to steale the chaine from him , — but to do you a pleasure he will nim it from him .

Nich.

I , that I will , Couzen .

Cap.

Well seeing he will doe no more , as far as I see I must bee contented with that .

Cor.

Here 's no notable gullery ?

Pie .

Nay I le come neerer to you Gentleman ? because wee le haue onely but a helpe and a mirth on 't , the knight shall not loose his chaine neither , but be only laide out of the way some one or two daies ?

Nich.

I , that would be good indeed ? Kinsman ?

Pie .

For I haue a farder reach to profit vs better by the missing on 't onelie , then if wee had it out-right , as my discourse shall make it knowne too you ? — when thou hast the chaine , do but conuay it out at back-dore into the Garden , and there hang it close in the Rosemary banck , but for a small season ; and by that harmlesse deuise , I know how to winde Captaine Ydle , out of prison , the Knight thy Maister shall get his pardon and release him , & he satisfie thy Maister with his own chaine & wondrous thankes on both hands .

Nich.

That were rare indeed la : pray let me know how ?

Pie .

Nay t is very necessary thou shouldst know , because thou must be imploide as an Actor ?

Nich.

An Actor ? O no , that 's a Plaier ? and our Parson railes againe Plaiers mightily I can tell you , because they brought him drunck vpp'o th Stage once , — as hee will bee horribly druncke .

Cor.

Masse I cannot blame him then , poore Church-spout ?

Pie .

Why as an Intermedler then ?

Nich.

I that , that .

Pie .

Giue me Audience then ? when the old Knight thy Maister has radge his fill for the losse of the chaine , tell him thou hast a Kinsman in prison , of such exquisit Art , that the diuill himselfe is french Lackey to him , and runnes bare-headed by his horse-belly ( when hee has one ) whome hee will cause with most Yrish Dexterity to fetch his chaine , tho t were hid vnder a mine of sea-cole , and nere make Spade or Pickaxe his instruments , tell him but this with farder instructions thou shalt receiue from mee , and thou shoust thy selfe a Kinsman indeed .

Cor.

A dainty Bullie .

Skir.

An honest — Booke-keeper .

Cap.

And my three times thrice hunnie Couzen .

Nich.

Nay grace of God I le robbe him on 't suddainlie ? and hang it in the Rosemary banck , but I beare that minde Couzen I would not steale any thing mee thinkes for mine owne Father .

Skir.

He beares a good minde in that Captaine !

Pie .

Why well sayde , he begins to be an honest fellow faith .

Cor.

In troth he does .

Nich.

You see Couzen , I am willing to do you any kindnesse , alwaies sauing my selfe harmelesse ?

Exit Nicholas . Captaine .

Why I thanke thee , fare thee well , I shall requite it .

Exit Nich. Cor.

T will bee good for thee Captaine , that thou hast such an egregious Asse to thy Coozen .

Cap. I , is hee not a fine foole Corporall ? But George thou talkst of Art and Coniuring , How shall that bee ? Peb. Puh , bee 't not in your care , Leaue that to me and my directions ; Well Captaine doubt not thy deliuerie now , E'en with the vantage man , to gaine by prison , As my thoughts prompt me : hold on braine and plot , I ayme at many cunning far euents , All which I doubt not but to hit at length , I le to the Widdow with a quaint assault , Captaine be merry . Capt.

Who I ? Kerrie merry Buffe-Ierkin ?

Pye .

Oh , I am happy in more slights , and one will knit strong in another — Corporall Oth ?

Corp.

Hoh Bully ?

Pye .

And thou old Peter Skirmish , I haue a necessary taske for you both .

Skir.

Lay 't vpon George Pye-boord .

Corp

What ere it bee , wee le manage it .

Pye . I would haue you two maintaine a quarrell before the Lady Widdowes doore , and drawe your swords i' th edge of the Euening : clash a little , clash , clash . Corp. Fuh . Let vs alone to make our Blades ring noone , Tho it be after Supper . Pye . Know you can ;

And out of that false fire , I doubt not but to raise strange beleefe — and Captaine to countenance my deuice the better , and grace my words to the Widdow , I haue a good plaine Sattin sute , that I had of a yong Reueller t'other night , for words passe not regarded now a dayes vnlesse they come from a good suite of cloaths , which the Fates and my wittes haue bestowed vpon me . Well Captaine Idle , if I did not highly loue thee , I would nere bee seene within twelue score of a prison , for I protest at this instant , I walke in great danger of small debts . owe I money to seuerall Hostisses , and you know such Jills will quickly be vpon a mans Iack .

Capt.

True George ?

Pye .

Fare thee well Captaine . Come Corporall and Ancient ? thou shalt heare more newes next time we greete thee ?

Corp.

More newes ? I ; by you Beare at Bridge-Foote in heauen shalt thou .

Exeunt . Capt. Inough : my friends farewell , This prison shewes as if Ghosts did part in Hell . Enter Moll yongest Daughter to the Widdow : alone . Moll .

Not Marry : forsweare Marriage ? why all women know 't is as honorable a thing as to lye with a man ; and I to spight my Sisters vowe the more , haue entertainde a suter already , a fine gallant Knight of the last Fether , hee sayes he will Coach mee too , and well appoint mee , allow mee money to Dice with-all , and many such pleasing protestations hee sticks vpon my lips ; indeed his short-winded Father i th' Countrie is wondrous wealthy , a most abhominable Farmer , and therefore hee may doo te in time : troth I le venture vpon him ; women are not without wayes enow to helpe them-selues , if he proue wise and good as his word , why I shall loue him , and vse him kindly : and if hee prooue an Asse , why in a quarter of an houres warning I can transforme him into an Oxe ; — there comes in my Reliefe agen .

Enter Frailtie . Frail.

O Mistresse Moll , Mistresse Moll .

Moll .

How now ? what 's the newes ?

Frail.

The Knight your suter , sir Iohn Penny-Dub .

Moll .

Sir Iohn Penny-Dub ? where ? where ?

Frail.

Hee 's walking in the Gallerie .

Moll .

Ha's my Mother seene him yet .

Frail.

O no , shee 's — spitting in the Kitchin .

Moll .

Direct him hether softly , good Frailtie , — I le meete him halfe way .

Frail.

That 's iust like running a Tilt ; but I hope hee le breake nothing this time .

Enter Sir Iohn Penny-Dub . Moll . 'T is happinesse my Mother saw him not : O welcome good Sir Iohn . Penny-dub .

I thanke you faith , — Nay you must stand mee , till I kisse you : 't is the fashion euery where I-faith , and I came from Court enow ?

Moll .

Nay the Fates forsend that I should anger the fashion ?

Penny .

Then not forgetting the sweete of new ceremonies , I first fall back , then recouering my selfe ; make my honour to your lip thus : and then accost it .

Moll . Trust me , very pritty , and mouing , y' are worthy on 't sir , — O my Mother , my Mother , now shee 's here , Kissing : Ent. Widdow & Sir Godfr . Wee le steale into the Gallery . Exeunt . Sir Godf.

Nay Sister , let Reason rule you , doe not play the foole , stand not in your owne light , you haue wealthy offers , large tendrings , doe not with-stand your good fortune : who comes a wooing to you I pray ? no small foole , a rich Knight at h Citty , Sir Oliuer Muck-hill , no small foole I can tell you : and furthermore as I heard late by your Maide-seruants , ( as your Maide-seruants will say to mee any thing I thanke 'em ) both your Daughters are not without Suters , I , and worthy ones too ? one a Briske Courtier , Sir Andrew Tip-staffe ; suter a farre off to your eldest Daughter , and the third a huge-welthie Farmers sonne , a fine young Countrie Knight , they call him Sir Iohn Penny-Dab , a good name marry , hee may haue it coynde when hee lackes money : what blessings are these Sister ?

Wid.

Tempt me not Satan .

Sir Godf.

Satan ? doe I looke like Satan ? I hope the Deuill 's not so old as I , I tro .

Wid. You wound my sences Brother , when you name , A suter to me , — oh I cannot abide it , I take in poison , when I heare one nam'd , Enter Simon . How now Simon ? where 's my sonne Edmund ? Sim,

verily Madame , hee is at vaine Exercise , dripping in the Tennis-court .

Wid.

At Tennis-court ? oh , now his father 's gon , I shall haue no rule with him ; oh wicked Edmond , I might well compare this with the Prophecie in the Chronicle , tho farre inferior , as Harry of Monmouth woone all , and Harry of Windsor lost all , so Edmund of Bristow that was the Father , got all , and Edmond of London that 's his sonne now , will spend all ?

Sir Godf.

Peace Sister , wee le haue hem reformd , there 's hope on him yet , tho it be but a little .

Enter Frailtie . Frail.

Forsooth Madam ? there are two or three Archers at doore , would very gladly speake with your Ladyship .

Wid.

Archers ?

Sir Godf.

Your husbands Fletcher I warrant .

Wid. Oh , Let them come neere , they bring home things of his , Troth I should ha forgot 'em , how now ? Villaine , which be those Archers ? Enter the suters Sir Andrew Tipstaffe , Sir Oliuer Much-hill , and Penny-dub . Frail.

Who do you not see 'em before you , are not these Archers , what do you call 'em Shooters : Shooters and Archers are all one I hope .

Wid.

Out ignorant slaue .

Muck Nay pray be patient Lady , We come in way of honorable loue . Tipst. Penny .

Wee doe .

Muck.

To you .

Tipst. Penny .

And to your Daughters ?

Widdow .

O why will you offer mee this Gentlemen ? indeed I will not looke vppon you ; when the Teares are scarce out of mine Eyes , not yet washt off from my Cheekes , and my deere husbands body scarse so colde as the Coffin , what reason haue you to offer it ? I am not like some of your Widdowes that will burie one in the Euening , and bee sure to another ere morning ? pray away , pray , take your answeres good Knights , and you bee sweete Knights , I haue vow'd neuer to marry ; — and so haue my daughters too !

Penny .

I two of you haue , but the thirds a good wench !

Muck.

Lady , a shrewde answere marry ; the best is , t is but the first , and hee 's a blunt wooer , that will leaue for one sharpe answere .

Tip.

Where bee your daughters Lady , I hope thei le giue vs better encouragements ?

Wid.

Indeed they le answere you so , tak 't a my word thei le giue you the very same answere Verbatim truly la ;

Penny

Mum : Moll s a good wench still , I know what shee 'le doo ?

Muck.

Well , Lady , for this time wee le take our leaues , hoping for better comfort .

Wid.

O neuer , neuer ? and I liue these thousand yeares ; and you bee good Knights doe not hope ; t will bee all Vaine , Vayne , — looke you , put off all yours suites , and you come to me againe .

Fray .

Put off all their suites qua tha ? I , that 's the best wooing of a Widdow indeed , when a man 's Nonsuted , that is , when he 's a bed with her .

Going out , Muckhill and sir Godfrey . Muck.

Sir Godfrey ? here 's twenty Angells more worke hard for me ; there 's life in t yet .

Exit Muckhill . Sir Godf.

Feare not Sir Oliuer Muckhill , I le stick close for you , leaue all with me .

Enter George Py-boord , the scholler . Pye .

By your leaue Ladie Widdow .

Wid.

What another suiter now ?

Py. A suiter no I protest Ladie ? if you 'de giue me your selfe I de not be troubled with you . Wid.

Say you so Sir , then you 're the better welcome sir .

Pie .

Nay Heauen blesse mee from a Widdow , vnlesse I were sure to bury her speedily !

Wid.

Good bluntnesse : well your businesse sir ?

Pie .

Very needfull ; if you were in priuate once ?

Wid.

Needfull ? brother pray leaue vs ; and you sir ?

Fray .

I should laugh now , if this blunt fellow should put 'em all beside the stirrop , and vault into the saddle himselfe , I haue seene as mad a trick .

Exit Frailtie . Enter Daughters . Wid.

Now Sir ? — here 's none but we — Daughters forbeare .

Pyb.

O no , pray let 'em stay , for what I haue to speake importeth equally to them as to you ?

Wid.

Then you may stay .

Pyb. I pray bestow on me a serious eare , For what I speake is full of weight and feare ? Wid.

Feare ?

Pyb. I if t passe vnregarded , and vneffected , Else peace and ioy : — I pray Attention ?

Widdowe ? I haue beene a meere stranger for these parts that you liue in , nor did I euer know the Husband of you , and Father of them , but I truly know by certaine spirituall Intelligence , that he is in Purgatorie ?

Wed.

Purgatorie ? tuh ; that word deserues to bee spit vpon ; I wonder that a man of sober toung as you seeme to be , should haue the folly to beleeue there 's such a place .

Pyb.

Well Lady , in cold bloud I speake it , I assure you that there is a Purgatory , in which place I know your husband to recide and wherein he is like to remaine , till the dissolution of the world , till the last generall Bon-fire : when all the earth shall melt into nothing , and the Seas scalde their finnie labourers : so long is his abidance , vnlesse you alter the propertie of your purpose , together with each of your Daughters theirs , that is , the purpose of single life in your selfe and your eldest Daughter , and the speedie determination of marriage in your youngest .

Moll .

How knowes hee that , what , h 'as some Deuill told him ?

Wid. Strange he should know our thoughts : — Why but Daughter haue you purposede speedy Marriage ? Pyb.

You see she tels you I , for shee sayes nothing . Nay giue me credit as you please , I am a stranger to you , and yet you see I know your determinations , which must come to mee Metaphisically , and by a super-naturall intelligence .

Wid.

This puts Amazement on me ?

Franck .

Know our seacrets .

Mol. I de thought to steale a marriage , would his tongue Had dropt out when he blabt it . Wid.

But sir , my husband , was too honest a dealing man to be now in any purgatories —

Pie . O Do not loade your conscience with vntruths , T is but meere folly now to guild hem ore : That has past but for Copper ; Praises here , Cannot vnbinde him there ? confesse but truth , I know he got his wealth with a hard gripe : Oh hardly , hardly ? Wid.

This is most strange of all , how knowes he that ?

Pie . He would eate fooles and ignorant heires cleane vp ; And had his drinck , from many a poore mans browe , E'en as their labour brewde it ? He would scrape ritches to him most vniustly ; The very durt betweene his nailes was Il-got : And not his owne , — oh

I groane to speake on 't , the though't makes me shudder ? — shudder ?

Wid.

It quakes me too , now I thinke on 't — sir , I am much grieu'd , that you a stranger should so deeply wrong my dead husband !

Pie.

Oh ?

Wid.

A man that would keepe Church so duly ; rise early , before his seruants , and e'en for Religious hast , go vngarterd , vnbuttend , nay sir Reuerence vntrust , to Morning Prayer ?

Pie.

Oh vff ;

Wid.

Dine quickly vpon hie-dayes , and when I had great guesse , would e'en shame me and rize from the Table , to get a good seate at an after-noone Sermon ?

Pie .

There 's the diuill , there 's the diuill , true , hee thought it Sanctity ynough , if he had kild a man , so t ad beene done in a Pue , or vndon his Neighour , so t a'd beene nere ynough to 'th Preacher , Oh ; — a Sermon 's a fine short cloake of an houre long , and wil hide the vpper-part of a dissembler , — Church , I , he seemed al Church , & his conscience was as hard as the Pulpit !

Wid.

I can no more endure this .

Pie, Nor I widdow Endure to flatter . Wid.

Is this all your businesse with me ?

Pie, No , Lady , t is but the induction too 'te , You may beleiue my straines , I strike all true ?

And if your conscience would leap vp to your tongue , your selfe would affirme it , and that you shall perceiue I knowe of things to come ; as well as I doe of what is present , a Brother of your husbands shall shortly haue a losse !

Wid.

A losse , marry heauen for-fend , Sir Godfrey , my brother !

Pie .

Nay keepe in your wonders , till I haue told you the fortunes of you all ; which are more fearefull , if not happily preuented — for your part & your daughters , if there be not once this day some bloud-shed before your dore , wheerof the humaine creature dies ? two of you the elder shall run mad ?

Mother and Franck .

Oh .

Mol.

That 's not I yet !

Pie .

And with most impudent prostitution show your naked bodies to the veiw of all beholders !

Wid.

Our naked bodies ? fie for shame :

Pie .

Attend mee : and your yonger daughter bee strocken dumbe ?

Mol.

Dumbe ? out alasse : t is the worst paine of all for a Woman , I de rather bee madde , or runne naked , or any thing : dumbe ?

Pie .

Giue eare ? ere the euening fall vpon , Hill Bogge , and Meadow , this my speech shal haue past probation , and then shal I be belieued accordingly .

Widdow .

If this bee true , wee are all sham'de , all vndon ?

Mol.

Dumbe ? I le speake as much as euer I can possible before euening ?

Pie .

But if it so come to passe ( as for your faire sakes I wish it may ) that this presage of your strange fortunes be preuented by that accident of death & bloud-shedding which I before told you off : take heed vpon your liues ; that two of you which haue vow'd neuer to marry , seeke you out husbands with all present speede and you the third that haue such a desire to out-strip chastitie , looke you meddle not with a husband .

Moll .

A double torment .

Pyb.

The breach of this keepes your father in Purgatorie , and the punishments that shall follow you in this world , would with horror kill the Eare should heare 'em related .

Wid.

Marry ? why I vowd neuer to marry .

Franke .

And so did I .

Moll .

And I vowde neuer to be such an Asse , but to marry . what a crosse Fortune 's this ?

Pyb.

Ladies , tho I bee a Fortune-teller , I cannot better Fortunes , you haue 'em from me as they are reueald to me : I would they were to your tempers , and fellowes with your blouds , that 's all the bitternesse I would you .

Widdow .

Oh 't is a iust vengeance , for my husbands hard purchases .

Pyb.

I wish you to be-thinke your selues , and leau 'em .

Wid.

I le to Sir Godfrey my Brother , and acquaint him with these fearefull presages .

Franck .

For Mother they portend losses to him .

Wid. Oh I , they doe , they doe , If any happy issue crowne thy words , I will reward thy cunning . Pyb. 'T is enough Lady , I wish no higher . Exit . Mol. Dumbe , and not marry , worse , Neither to speake , nor kisse , a double curse ? Exit . Pyb.

So all this comes well about yet , I play the Fortune-teller , as well as if I had had a Witch to my Grannam : for by good happinesse , being in my Hostisses Garden , which neighbours the Orchard of the Widdow , I laid the hole of mine eare to a hole in the wall , and heard 'em make these vowes , & speake those words vpon which I wrought these aduantages ; and to encourage my forgerie the more , I may now perceiue in 'em a naturall simplicitie which will easily swallow an abuse , if any couering be ouer it : and to confirme my former presage to the Widdow , I haue aduizde old Peter Skirmish the Souldier , to hurt Corporall Oth vpon the Leg , and in that hurry I le rush amongst 'em , and in stead of giuing the Corporal some Cordiall to comfort him , I le power into his mouth a potion of a sleepy Nature , to make him seeme as dead ; for the which the old souldier beeing apprehended , and ready to bee borne to execution , I le step in , & take vpon me the cure of the dead man , vpon paine of dying the condemneds death : the Corporall will wake at his minute , when the sleepy force has wrought it selfe , and so shall I get my selfe into a most admired opinion , and vnder the pretext of that cunning , beguile as I see occasion : and if that foolish Nicholas Saint Tantlings keepe true time with the chaine , my plot wil be found ; the Captaine deliuered , and my wits applauded among schollers and souldiers for euer .

Exit Py-boord . Enter Nicholas Saint Tantlings with the chaine . Nic.

Oh I haue found an excellent aduantage to take away the chaine , my Maister put it off e'en now to say on a new Doublet , and I sneak't it away by little & little most Puritanically ! wee shall haue good sport anon when ha's mist it , about my Cozen the Coniurer , the world shall see I 'me an honest man of my word for now I 'me going to hang it betweene Heauen & Earth among the Rosemary branches .

Exit Nich.
Actus 3. Enter Simon Saint Mary-Oueries and Frailty . Frai.

Sirrah Simon Saint ? my Mistris sends away all her suiters and puts fleas in their their ?

Sim.

Frailty ? she dos like an honest chast , and vertuous woman ? for widdowes ought not to wallow in the puddle of iniquity .

Fra.

Yet Simon , many widdowes wil do 't , what so comes on 't .

Sim.

True Frailtie , their filthy flesh desires a Coniunction Copulatiue what strangers are within , Frailty ?

Frai.

Ther 's none Simon but Maister Pilfer the Tailer : he 's aboue with Sir Godfreie praysing of a Doublet : and I must trudge anon to fetch Maister Suds the Barber !

Simon . Maister Suds , a good man , he washes the sinns of the Beard cleane . Skir.

How now creatures ? what s a clock .

Enter old Skirmish the soulders . Frai.

Why do you take vs to be Iacke at 'h Clock-house ?

Skir.

I say agen to you what 's a clocke ?

Sim.

Truly la , wee goe by the clocke of our conscience , all worldly Clockes we know goe false , and are set by drunken Sextons .

Skir.

Then what 's a clock in your conscience ? — oh , I must breake off , here comes the corporall — hum , hum ! — what 's a clock ?

Enter Corporall . Corp.

A clock ? why past seuenteene .

Frai.

Past seuenteene ? nay ha's met with his match now , Corporall Oth will fit him .

Skir.

Thou doost not bawke or baffle me , doost thou ? I am a Souldier — past seuenteene .

Corp.

I , thou art not angry with the figures art thou ? I will prooue it vnto thee , 12. and 1. is thirteene I hope , 2. foureteene , 3. fifteene , 4 sixteene , and 5. seauenteene , then past seauenteene , I will take the Dyals part in a iust cause .

Skir.

I say 't is but past fiue then .

Corp.

I le sweare 't is past seauenteene then ! doost thou not know numbers , canst thou not cast ?

Skir.

Cast ? dost thou speake of my casting i th' street ? Draw .

Corp.

I , and in the Market place .

Sim,

Clubs , clubs , clubs .

Simon runs in . Frail.

I , I knew by their shuffling Clubs would be Trumpe ; masse here 's the Knaue , and hee can doe any good vppon 'em : Clubs , clubs , clubs ?

Enter Py-boord . Cap.

O villaine , thou hast opend a vaine in my leg .

Pyb.

How now , for shame , for shame , put vp , put vp .

Cap.

By yon blew Welkin , 't was out of my part George to bee hurt on the leg .

Enter Officers . Pyb.

Oh peace now — I haue a Cordiall here to comfort thee .

Offi.

Downe with 'em , downe with em , lay hands vpon the villaine .

Skir.

Lay hands on me ? .

Pyb.

I le not be seene among em now .

Cap. I me hurt , and had more need haue Surgeons , Lay hands vpon me then rough Officers . Offi. Goe carry him to be drest then : This mutinous Souldier shall along with me to prison . Skir.

To prison , where 's George .

Offi.

Away with hem .

Exeunt with Skir. Pyb. So , All lights as I would wish , the amazd widdow , Will plant me strongly now in her beleefe , And wonder at the vertue of my words : For the euent turnes those presages from em Of being mad and dumbe , and begets ioy Mingled with admiration : these emptie creatures , Souldier and Corporall were but ordaind , As instruments for me to worke vpon , Now to my patient , here 's his potion . Exit Pyboord . Enter the Widdow with her two Daughters . Wid. O wondrous happinesse , beyond our thoughts : O luckie faire euent , I thinke our fortunes , Were blest een in our Cradles : we are quitted Of all those shamefull violent presages , By this rash bleeding chance ; goe Frailtie run , and know , Whether he be yet liuing , or yet dead , That here before my doore receiu'd his hurt . Frail.

Madam , hee was carryed to the superiour , but if he had no money when hee came there , I warrant hee 's dead by this time .

Exit Frailtie . Franck .

Sure that man is a rare fortune-teller , neuer lookt vpon our hands , nor vpon any marke about vs , a wondrous fellow surelie .

Moll .

I am glad , I haue the vse of my tongue yet : tho of nothing else , I shall finde the way to marry too , I hope shortly .

Wid.

O where 's my Brother sir Godfrey , I would hee were here , that I might relate to him how prophetically , the cunning Gentleman spoke in all things .

Enter Sir Godfrey in a rage . Sir Godf.

O my Chaine , my Chaine , I haue lost my Chaine , where be these Villains , Varlets ?

Wid.

Oh ; has lost his Chaine .

Sir Godf.

My Chaine , my chaine .

Widdow .

Brother bee patient , heare mee speake , you know I told you that a cunning man told me , that you should haue a losse , and he has prophicied so true .

Sir Godf.

Out he 's a villaine , to prophecy of the losse of my chaine , t was worth aboue three hundred Crownes , — besides t was my Fathers , my fathers fathers , my Grand-fathers huge grand-fathers ? I had as liue ha lost my Neck , as the chaine that hung about it ; O my chaine , my chaine .

Wid.

Oh brother , who can be against a misfortune , t is happy t was no more .

Sir Godf.

No , more ! O goodly godly sister , would you had me lost more ? my best gowne too , with the cloth of gold-lace ? my holiday Gascoines , and my Ierkin set with pearle ; no more ?

Wid.

Oh , Brother ! you can reade . —

Sir Godf.

But I cannot reade where my chaine is , — what strangers haue beene here ? you let in strangers ! Theeues , and Catch-poles ; how comes it gonne ? there was none aboue with mee but my Taylor ; and my Taylor will not — steale I hope ?

Mol.

No he 's afrayde of a chaine !

Enter Fraylty . Wid.

How now sirrah , the newes ?

Fray .

O Mistres , he may well be cald a Corporall now , for his corpes are as dead as a cold Capons ?

Wid.

More happinesse .

Sir Godf.

Sirrah , what 's this to my chaine ? where 's my chaine knaue ?

Fray .

Your chaine sir ?

Sir Godf.

My chaine is lost villaine .

Fray .

I would hee were hang'd in chaines that has it then for me ? Alasse sir , I saw none of your chaine , since you were hung with it your selfe ?

Sir Godf. Out varlet ? it had full three thousand Lincks , I haue oft told it ouer at my praiers : Ouer and ouer , full three thousand Lincks . Frayl.

Had it so sir : sure it cannot be lost then ; I le put you in that comfort .

Sir Godf.

Why why ?

Frayl.

Why if your chaine had so many Lincks , it cannot chuse but come to light .

Enter Nicholas . Sir Godf.

Delusion ? now long Nicholas where s my chaine .

Nich.

Why about your Neck , i st not sir .

Sir Godf. About my neck Varlet . My chaine is lost , T is stole away , I me robd . Wid.

Nay Brother show your selfe a man :

Nic.

I if it be lost or stole , if he would be patient Mistres I could bring him to a Cunning Kinsman of mine that would fetcht againe with a Sesarara .

Sir Godf.

Canst thou ? I will be patient , say where dwells he ?

Nic.

Marry he dwels now Sir , where he would not dwell and he could choose : in the Marshalses sir ; but hee 's an exlent fellow if he were out , has trauyld all the world ore , he , and beene in the seauen and twenty Prouinces : why he would make it be fetcht Sir if t were rid a thousand mile out of towne .

Sir Godf.

An admirable fellow what lies he for .

Nic.

Why hee did but rob a Steward of ten groats tother Night , as any man would ha done , and there he lies for t .

Sir Godf. I le make his peace , a Trifle , I le get his pardon , Beside a bountifull reward , I le about it , But fee the Clearkes , the Iustice will doe much ; I will about it straight , good sister pardon me , All will be well I hope , and turne to good , The name of Coniurer has laid my blood . Exeunt , Enter two seriants to arrest the Scholer George Pyeboord . Put.

His Hostesses where he lies will trust him no longer , she has feed me to arest him ; and if you will accompany me , because I know not of what Nature the Scholler is , whether desperate or swift , you shall share with me Seriant Rauen-shaw , I haue the good Angell to arrest him .

Rauen.

Troth I le take part with thee then , Sariant , not for the sake of the mony so much , as for the hate I beare to a Scholler : why Seriant t is Naturall in vs you know to hate Scholers : naturall besides , they will publish our imperfections , Knaueryes , and Conveyances altars vpon Scaffolds and Stages .

Put.

I and spightfully to ; troth I haue wounderd how the slaues could see into our brests so much , when our doublets are buttond with Pewter .

Rauen.

I and so close without yeelding ; oh their parlous fellows , they will search more with their wits then a Cunstable with all his officers .

Put,

Whist , whist , whist , Yeoman Dogson , Yeoman Dogson .

Dog .

Ha , what saies Sariant ?

Put.

Is he in the Pothecaryes shop stil ,

Dog .

I , I .

Put.

Haue an eye , eye .

Rauen.

The best is Sariant if he be a true Scholler he weares no weapon I thinke .

Put.

No , no , he weares no weapon .

Rauen.

Masse , I am right glad of that : 't as put me in better heart ; nay if I clutch him once , let me alone to drage him if he be stiff-necked ; I haue beene one of the sixe my selfe , that has dragd as tall men of their hands , when their weapons haue bin gone as euer bastinadoed a Sariant — I haue done I can tel you .

Dog .

Sariant Puttocke , Sariant Puttocke .

Put.

Hoh .

Dog .

Hee s comming out single .

Put.

Peace , peace bee not to greedy , let him play a little let him play a litle , wee le ierke him vp of a sudaine , I ha fisht in my time .

Rauen.

I and caught many a foole Seriant .

Enter Pyeboord . Pye . I parted now from Nicholas : the chayne s coucht , And the old Knight has spent his rage vpon t , The widdowe holds me in great Admiration ' For cunning Art : mongst ioyes I am ' een lost , For my deuice can no way now be crost , And now I must to prison to the captaine , and there — Put.

I arrest you sir .

Pye .

Oh — I spoke truer then I was aware , I must to prison indeed .

Put.

They say your a scholler , nay sir — Yeoman Dogson , haue care to his armes — you le rayle againe Sariants , and stage 'em : you , tickle their vices .

Pye .

Nay vse me like a Gentleman , I 'me little lesse .

Put.

You a Gentleman ? that s a good Iest ifaith ; can a Scholler be a Gentleman , — when a Gentleman will not be a Scholler ; — looke vpon your welthy Citizenes sonnes , whether they be Scholers or no , that are Gentlemen by their fathers trades : a Scholler a Gentleman .

Pye .

Nay let Fortune driue all her stings into me , she cannot hurt that in me , a Gentleman , is Accidens Inseperabile to my bloud .

Rauen.

A rablement , nay you shall haue a bloudy rablement ; vpon you I warrant you .

Put.

Goe , Yeoman Dogson before , and Enter the Action 'i th Counter .

Pie .

Pray do not hand me Cruelly , I le goe , Exet Dogson . Whether you please to haue me ,

Put.

Oh hee s tame let him loose seriant .

Pie .

Pray at whose sute is this ?

Put.

Why at your Hostisses suite where you lie , Misters Cunnyburrow for bed and boord , the somme foure pound fiue shillings and fiue pence .

Pie . I know the somme to true , yet I presumde , Vpon a farder daie ; well t is my starres : And I must beare it now , tho neuer harder . I sweare now , my deuice is crost indeed . Captaine must lie bite : this is Deceytes seed . Put.

Come , come away .

Pye .

Pray giue me so much time as to knit my garter , and I le away with you .

Put.

Well we must be paid for this waiting vpon you , this is no paynes to attend thus .

Making to tie his garter . Pye .

I am now wretched , and miserable , I shall nere recouer of this disease : hot Yron gnaw their fists : they haue strucke a Feuer into my shoulder , which I shall nere shake out agen I feare me , till with a true Habeas Corpus the Sexton remooue me , oh if I take prison once I shall bee prest to death with Actions , but not so happy as speedilie ; perhaps I may bee forty yeare a pressing till I be a thin old man , that looking through the grates , men may looke through me ; all my meanes is confounded , what shall I doe ? has my wit serued me so long , and now giue me the slippe ( like a Traynd seruant ) when I haue most need of 'em : no deuice to keepe my poore carcase fro these Puttocks ? — yes , happines , haue I a paper about me now ? yes too , I le trie it , it may hit , Extremity is Touch-stone vnto wit , I , I .

Put.

Sfoot how many yards are in thy Gatters , that thou art so long a tying on them ? come away sir .

Pyb.

Troth Seriant I protest , you could neuer ha tooke me at a worse time , for now at this instant , I haue no lawfull picture about me .

Put.

Slid how shall me come by our fees then .

Rau.

We must haue fees Sirra .

Pib.

I could ha wisht ifaith , that you had tooke me halfe an hower hence for your owne sake , for I protest if you had not crost me , I was going in great ioy to receiue fiue pound of a Gentleman , for the Deuice of a Maske here , drawne in this paper , but now , come I must be contented , t is but so much lost , and answerable to the rest of my fortunes .

Put.

Why how far hence dwells that Gentleman ?

Rau.

I , well said seriant , t is good to cast about for mony .

Put.

Speake , if it be not far —

Pyb.

We are but a little past it , the next street behind vs .

Put.

Slid we haue waited vpon you grieuously already , if you le say you le be liberall when you hate , giue vs double fees , and spend vpon 's , why wee le show you that kindnes , and goe along with you to the Gentleman .

Rau.

I well said still seriant vrge that .

Pyb.

Troth if it will suffice , it shall be all among you , for my part I le not pocket a penny , my hostisse shall haue her foure pound fiue shillings , and bate me the fiue pence , and the other fifteene shillings I le spend vpon you .

Rauinsh.

Why now thou art a good Scholler .

Put.

An excellent Scholler Ifaith ; has proceeded very well alate ; come , wee le along with you .

Exeunt with him passing in they knock at the doore with a Knocker withinside . Ser.

Who knocks , whos 's at doore ? we had need of a Porter .

Pyb.

A few friends here ? — pray is the Gentleman your maister within .

Ser.

Yes , is your businesse to him ?

Pyb. I , he knows it , when he see 's me : I pray you haue you forgot mee . Ser.

I by my troth sir , Pray come neere , I le in and tell him of you , please you to walke here in the Gallery till he comes .

Pyb.

Wee will attend his worship , — worship I thinke , for so much the Posts at his doore should signifie , and the faire comming in , and the wicket , else I neither knew him nor his worship , but 't is happinesse he is within doores , what so ere he bee , if he be not too much a formall Citizen , hee may doe me good : Seriant and Yeoman , how doe you like this house , i st not most wholsomly plotted ?

Rauen.

Troth prisoner , an exceeding fine house .

Pyb.

Yet I wonder how hee should forget me , for hee nere knew mee : No matter , what is forgot in you will bee remembred in your Maister .

A pritty comfortable roome this me thinkes : You haue no such roomes in prison now ? Put.

Oh dog-holes toote ,

Pyb.

Dog-holes indeed — I can tell you I haue great hope to haue my Chamber here shortly , nay and dyet too , for hee 's the most free-hartedst Gentleman where he takes : you would little thinke it ? and what a fine Gallery were here for mee to walke and study , and make verses ,

Put.

O it stands very pleasantly for a Scholler .

Enter Gentleman . Pyb.

Looke what maps , and pictures , and deuices , and things , neatly delicately ? masse here he comes , he should be a Gentleman , I like his Beard well ; — All happinesse to your worship .

Gentle .

You 're kindly welcome sir .

Put.

A simple salutation .

Rauen.

Masse it seemes the Gentleman makes great account of him .

Pyb.

I haue the thing here for you sir .

Pyb.

I beseech you conceale me sir , I me vndone else , — I haue the Maske here for you sir , Looke you sir , — I beseech your worship first to pardon my rudenesse , for my extreames makes mee boulder then I would bee ; I am a poore Gentleman and a Scholler , and now most vnfortunately falne into the Fangs of vnmercifull officers , arrested for debt , which tho small , I am not able to compasse , by reason I me destitute of lands , money , and friends , so that if I fall into the hungrie swallow of the prison , I am like vtterly to perish , and with fees and extortions be pincht cleane to the bone : Now , if euer pitty had interest in the bloud of a Gentleman , I beseech you vouchsafe but to fauour that meanes of my escape , which I haue already thought vpon .

Gent.

Goe forward .

Put.

I warrant he likes it rarely .

Pyb.

In the plundge of my extremities , being giddy , and doubtfull what to doe ; at last it was put into my labouring thoughts , to make happy vse of this paper , and to bleare their vnlettered eyes , I told them there was a Deuice for a Maske drawne int' , and that ( but for their interception , ) I was going to a Gentleman to receiue my reward for 't : they greedy at this word , and hoping to make purchase of me , offered their attendance , to goe along with mee , my hap was to make bolde with your doore Sir , which my thoughts showde mee the most fairest and comfortablest entrance , and I hope I haue happened right vpon vnderstanding , and pitty : may it please your good Worship then , but to vphold my Deuice , which is to let one of your men put me out at back-doore , and I shall bee bound to your worship for euer .

Gent.

By my troth an excellent deuice .

Puttock .

An excellent deuice hee sayes ; hee likes it wonderfully .

Gent.

A my faith I neuer heard a better .

Rauenshaw .

Harke , hee sweares hee neuer heard a better , Serieant .

Put.

O there 's no talke on 't , hee s an excellent Scholler , and especially for a Maske .

Gent.

Giue me your Paper , your Deuice ; I was neuer better pleasde in all my life : good witte , braue witte , finely rought , come in sir , and receiue your money sir .

Pyb. I le follow your good Worship , — You heard how he likte it now ? Put.

Puh , we know hee could not choose but like it : goe thy wayes thou art a witty fine fellow ifaith , thou shalt discourse it to vs at Tauerne anon wilt thou ?

Pyb

I , I , that I will , — looke Seriants here are Maps , and prittie toyes , be dooing in the meane time , I shall quickly haue told out the money , you know .

Put.

Goe , goe little villaine , fetch thy chinck , I begin to loue thee , I le be drunke to night in thy company .

Pyb. This gentleman I may well call a part Of my saluation , in these earthly euils , For hee has sau'd mee from three hungrie Deuils . Exit George . Puttock .

Sirrah Seriant , these Mappes are prittie painted things , but I could nere fancie 'em yet , mee thinkes they 're too busie , and full of Circles and Coniurations , they say all the world 's in one of them , but I could nere finde the Counter in the Poultrie .

Raue.

I thinke so : how could you finde it ? for you know it stands behind the houses .

Dogson .

Masse that s true , then we must looke a th' back-side for t ; Sfoote here 's nothing , all 's bare .

Rauen.

I warrant thee that stands for the Counter , for you know there s a company of bare fellowes there .

Put.

Faith like enough Seriant ? I neuer markt so much before ? Sirrah Seriant , and Yeoman , I should loue these Maps out a crye now , if wee could see if peepe out of doore in em , oh wee might haue em in a morning to our Breake-fast so finely , and nere knocke our heeles to the ground a whole day for em .

Rauen. I marry sir , I de buye one then my selfe . But this talke is by the way , where shall 's sup to night , Fiue pound receiu'd , let 's talke of that ,

I haue a trick worth all , you two shall beare him to 'th Tauerne , whilst I goe close with his Hostisse , and worke out of her , I know shee would bee glad of the summe to finger money ; because shee knowes t is but a desperat debt , and full of hazard , what will you say if I bring it to passe that the Hostisse shall bee contented with one halfe for all ; and wee to share tother ; fift-shillings bullies .

Put.

Why I would call thee King of Seriants , and thou shouldst be Chronicled in the Counter booke for euer .

Ra.

Well put it to me , wee le make a Night on 't faith .

Dog .

Sfoote I thinke he receiues more money he staies so long .

Put.

Hee tarries long indeed , may be I can tell you vpon the good liking on t the Gentleman may proue more bountifull .

Ra

That would be rare , wee le search him .

Put.

Nay be sure of it wee le search him ! and make him light ynough .

Enter the Gentlemen . Ra.

Oh here comes the Gentleman ; by your leaue sir .

Gen.

God you god den sirs , — would you speake with me ;

Put.

No , not with your worship sir , only wee are bould to stay for a friend of ours that went in with your worship .

Gen.

Who ? not the scholler ?

Put.

Yes e'en he and it please your worship ?

Gen.

Did he make you stay for him ? hee did you wrong then why , I can assure you hee s gon aboue an houre agoe .

Ra.

How ? sir ?

Gent.

I payd him his money , and my man told me he went out at back-dore .

Put.

Back-dore ?

Gen.

Why , what s the matter .

Put.

He was our prisoner sir , we did arrest him .

Gen. What he was not ? you the Sheriffes Officers — you were to blame then , Why did you not make knowne to me as much : I could haue kept him for you , I protest He receiude all of me in Brittaine Gold Of the last coyning ; Ra.

Vengeance dog him with 't .

Put.

Sfoote has he guld vs so .

Dog .

Where shall wee sup now Serieants ?

Put. Sup Simon now , eate Porridge for a month ;

Well , wee cannot impute it to any lacke of good-will in your Worship , — you did but as another would haue done , t was our hard fortunes to misse the purchase , but if ere wee clutch him againe , the Counter shall charme him .

Rauen.

The hole shall rotte him .

Dog .

Amen .

Exeunt . Gent. So , Vex out your Lungs without doores , I am proud , It was my hap to helpe him , it fell fit , He went not emptie neither for his wit : Alasse poore wretch , I could not blame his braine , To labour his deliuerie , to be free , From their vnpittying fangs — I me glad it stood , Within my power to doe a Scholler good . Exit . Enter in the Prison , meeting George and Captaine , George comming in muffled . Cap.

How now , whos 's that ? what are you ?

Pyb

The same that I should be Captaine .

Capt.

George Pye-boord , honest George ? why camst thou in halfe fac'd muffled so ?

Pyb.

Oh Captaine , I thought we should nere ha laught agen , neuer spent frolick houre agen .

Capt.

Why ? why ?

Pyb I comming to prepare thee , and with newes As happy as thy quick deliuerie , Was trac'd out by the sent , arrested Captaine . Capt.

Arrested George .

Pyb.

Arrested , gesse , gesse , how many Dogges doe you thinke I de vpon me ?

Capt.

Dogs , I say ? I know not .

Pyb. Almost as many as George Stone the Beare , Three at once , three at once . Capt.

How didst thou shake 'em of then ?

Pyb. The time is busie , and calls vpon our witts , let it suffice , Here I stand safe , and scapt by miracle , Some other houre shall tell thee ? when wee le steepe Our eyes in laughter : Captaine my deuice Leanes to thy happinesse , for ere the day Be spent to th' Girdle , thou shalt be set free , The Corporal 's in his first sleepe , the Chaine is mist , Thy Kinsman has exprest thee , and the old Knight With Palsey-hams now labours thy release , What rests , is all in thee , to Coniure Captaine . Cap:

Coniure : sfoote George you know the deuill a coniuring I can coniure .

Pib.

The Deuill of coniuring nay by my fay , I de not haue thee do so much Captaine as the Deuill a coniuring : looke here , I ha brought thee a circle ready characterd and all .

Capt.

Sfoote George , art in thy right wittes , doost know what thou saist ? why doost talke to a Captaine , a coniuring , didst thou euer heare of a Captaine coniure in thy life , doost cal 't a Circle , t is too wide a thing my thinkes : had it beene a lesser Circle , then I knew what to haue done .

Pib.

Why euery foole knowes that Captaine : nay then I le not cogge with you Captaine , if you le stay and hang the next Sessions you may .

Capt.

No by my faith George , come , come , le ts to coniuring , le ts to coniuring .

Pib.

But if you looke to be releasd , as my wittes haue tooke paine to worke it , and all meanes wrought to farther it , besides to put crownes in your purse , to make you a man of better hopes , and where as before you were a Captaine or poore Souldier , to make you now a Commander of rich fooles , ( which is truly the onely best purchase peace can allow you ) safer then Hig-wayes , Heath , or Cunny-groues , and yet a farre better bootie ; for your greatest theeues are neuer hangd , neuer hangd , for why they 're wise , and cheate within doores , and wee geld fooles of more money in one night , then your false tailde Gelding will purchase in a twelue-moneths running , which confirmes the olde Beldams saying , hee 's wisest , that keepes himselfe warmest , that is , hee that robs by a good fire .

Capt.

Well opened yfaith George , thou hast puld that saying out of the huske .

Pib.

Captaine Idle , t is no time now to delude or delay , the old Knight will be here suddenly , I le perfect you , direct you , tell you the trick on 't : t is nothing .

Capt.

Sfoote George , I know not what to say too t , coniure ? I shall be hangd ere I coniure .

Pyb.

Nay tell not me of that Captaine , you le nere coniure after you r hangd , I warrant you looke you sir , a parlous matter ? sure ! first to spred your circle vpon the ground , then with a little coniuring ceremonie , as I le haue an Hackney-mans wand siluerd ore a purpose for you , then arriuing in the circle , with a huge word , and a great trample as for instance : haue you neuer seene a stalking-stamping Player , that will raise a tempest with his toung , and thunder with his heeles ?

Cap.

O yes , yes , yes : often , often .

Pyb.

Why be like such a one , for any thing will bleare the old Knights eyes , for you must note that hee le nere dare to venture into the roome , onely perhaps peepe fearefully through the Key hole , to see how the Play goes forward .

Capt.

Well I may goe about it when I will , but marke the end on t , I shall but shame my selfe ifaith George , speake big words , and stampe and stare and he looke in at Key-hole , why the very thought of that would make me laugh out-right , and spoile all , nay I le tell thee George , when I apprehend a thing once , I am of such a laxatiue laughter , that if the Deuill him-selfe stood by , I should laugh in his face .

Pyb.

Puh , that s but the babe of a man , and may easily bee husht , as to thinke vpon some disaster , some sad misfortune , as the death of thy Father i the Country !

Cap.

Sfoote that would be the more to driue me into such an extasie , that I should nere lin laughing .

Pib.

Why then thinke vpon going to hanging else .

Cap.

Masse that 's well remembred , now i le do well I warrant thee , nere feare me now : but how shall I do George for boysterous words , and horrible names .

Pyb.

Puh , any fustian inuocations Captaine will serue as well as the best , so you rant them out well , or you may goe to a Pothecaries shop , and take all the words from the Boxes .

Cap.

Troth and you say true George , there 's strange words enow to raise a hundred Quack-saluers ; tho they be nere so poore when they begin ? but here lyes the feare on 't , how in this false coniuration a true Deuill should pop vp indeed .

Pyb.

A true Deuill , Captaine , why there was nere such a one , nay faith hee that has this place , is as false a Knaue as our last Church-warden .

Capt.

Then hee s false inough a conscience ifaith George .

The Crie at Marshalsea . Crie prisoners . Good Gentlemen ouer the way , send your reliefe , Good Gentlemen ouer the way , — Good sir Godfrey ? Pyb.

Hee s come , hee s come .

Nich.

Maister , that s my Kinsman younder in the Buff-Ierkin — Kinsman , that s my Maister yonder i th' Taffetie Hatt — pray salute him intirely ?

They salute : and Py-boord salutes Maister Edmond . Sir God .

Now my friend .

Pib.

May I pertake your name sir .

Edm.

My name is Maister Edmund .

Pyb.

Maister Edmond — are you not a Welchman sir ?

Edm.

A Welshman , why ?

Pyb.

Because Maister is your Christen name , and Edmond your sir name ?

Edm.

O no ; I haue more names at home , Maister Edmund Pius , is my full name at length .

Pyb.

O crie you mercy sir ?

Whispering . Cap.

I vnderstand that you are my Kinsmans good Maister , and in regard of that , the best of my skill is at your seruice : but had you fortunde a meere stranger , and made no meanes to me by acquaintance , I should haue vtterly denyed to haue beene the man ; both by reason of the Act past in Parliament against Coniurers and Witches , as also , because I would not haue my Arte vulgar , trite , and common .

Sir Godf.

I much commend your care therein good Captaine Coniurer , and that I will be sure to haue it priuate enough , you shall doo te in my Sisters house , — mine owne house I may call it , for both our charges therein are proportiond .

Capt.

Very good sir — what may I call your losse sir ?

Sir Godf.

O you may call 't a great losse sir , a grieuous losse sir , as goodly a Chaine of gold , tho I say it , that wore it : how saiest thou Nicholas ?

Nich.

O 't was as delicious a Chaine a Gold , Kinsman you know , —

Sir God .

You know ? did you know 't Captaine ?

Capt.

Trust a foole with secrets ? — Sir hee may say I know : his meaning is , because my Arte is such , that by it I may gather a knowledge of all things . —

Sir Godf.

I very true .

Capt.

A pax of all fooles — the excuse stucke vpon my toung like Ship-pitch vpon a Mariners gowne , not to come off in hast — ber-lady Knight to loose such a faire Chaine a gold , were a foule losse ; Well , I can put you in this good comfort on 't , if it bee betweene Heauen and Earth Knight , I le ha 't for you ?

Sir God .

A wonderfull Coniurer , — O I , t is betweene heauen and earth I warrant you , it cannot goe out of the realme , — I know t is some-where aboue the earth ?

Capt.

I nigher the earth then thou wotst on .

Sir Goaf.

For first my Chaine was rich , and no rich thing shall enter into heauen you know ?

Nich.

And as for the Deuill Maister , he has no need on 't , for you know he ha's a great chaine of his owne ?

Sir Godf.

Thou saiest true Nicholas , but hee has put off that now , that lyes by him .

Capt.

Faith Knight in few wordes , I presume so much vpon the power of my Art ; that I could warrant your Chaine againe .

Sir Godf.

O daintie Captaine ?

Capt.

Marry it will cost me much sweate , I were better goe to sixteene whor-houses .

Sir Godf.

I good man , I warrant thee .

Capt.

Beside great vexation of Kidney and Liuer .

Nich.

O t will tickle you here-abouts Coozen , because you haue not beene vsde too t .

Sir Godf.

No , haue you not beene vsd too 't Captaine ?

Capt.

Plague of all fooles still — indeed Knight I haue not vsde it a good while , and therefore t will straine me so much the more you know .

Sir Godf.

Oh it will , it will .

Cap.

What plunges hee puts me to , were not this Knight a foole , I had beene twice spoyld now ; that Captayne 's worse then accurst that has an asse to his Kinsman — Sfoote I feare hee will driuell 't out before I come too te . — Now sir — to come to the poynt in deede — you see I sticke here in the iawe of the Marshalsea , and cannot doo 't .

Sir Godf.

Tut tut I know thy meaning , thou wouldst say thou' rt a prisoner , I tell thee thou' rt none .

Cap.

How none ? why is not this the Marshialsea ?

Sir Godf.

woult heare me speake , I hard of thy rare cuniuring My chayne was lost , I sweate for thy release , As thou shalt doe the like at home for me , Keeper .

Enter Keeper . Keep .

Sir .

Sir Godf.

Speake is not this man free ?

Keep

Yes at his pleasure sir , the fee's dischargd ;

Sir Godf.

Goe , goe , I le discharge them I .

Keep .

I thanke your worship

Exet Keeper . Cap.

Now trust me y ar a deere Knight kindnes vnexpected , oh their s nothing to a free Gentleman . — I will coniure for you sir till Froath come through my Buffe-ierkin ?

Sir Godf.

Nay then thou shalt not passe with so little a bounty , for at the first sight of my chaine agen , — Forty fine Angells shall appeare vnto thee .

Cap.

T will be a glorious showe , ifaith Knight a very fine show , but are all these of your owne house ? are you sure of that sir ?

Sir Godf.

I , I , no , no , what s he younder ? talking with my wild Nephew , pray heauen , he giue him good counsell ;

Cap.

Who he hee 's a rare friend of mine , an admirable fellow Knight , the finest fortune-teller .

Sir Godf.

Oh t is he indeed that came to my Lady sister , & foretold the losse of my chaine , I am not angry with him now , for I see t was my fortune to loose it ; by your leaue M. Fortune-teller , I had a glimps on you at home at my Sisters the Widdowes , there you prouisied of the losse of a chaine , — simply tho I stand here I was he that lost it .

Pie .

Was it you sir ?

Edn.

A my troth Nunckle , hee 's the rarest fellow , has told me my fortune so right ; I find it so right to my nature .

Sir Godf.

What i st ? God send it a good one ?

Edm.

O t is a passing good one , Nuncle : for he sayes I shall proue such an excelent gamster in my time , that I shall spend al faster then my father got it ,

Sir Godf.

There 's a fortune in deed ,

Edm.

Nay it hits my humour so pat .

Sir Godf.

I that will be the end on t . will the Curse of the beggar preuaile so much , that the sonne shall consume that foolishlie , which the father got , craftilie , I , I , I , t will , t will , t will .

Pie .

Stay , stay , stay

Pyeboord with an Almanack and the Captaine . Cap.

turne ouer George .

Pie .

Iune Iulie , here Iulie that s this month , Sunday thirteene , yester day forteene , to day fifteene .

Cap.

Looke quickly for the fifteene day , — if within the compasse of these two dayes there would be some Boystrous storme or other , it would be the best , I de defer him off till then , some tempest and it be thy will ?

Pie

Here s the fifteene day — hot and fayre .

Cap.

Puh , would t' ad beene hot and foule .

Pie .

The sixteene day , that s to morrow , the morning for the most part faire and pleasant .

Cap.

No lucke .

Pie

But about hye-none-lighning and thunder .

Cap.

Lighning and thunder , admirable , best of all , I le coniure to morrow iust at hie none George .

Pye .

Happen but true to morrow Almanack , and i le giue thee leaue to lie all the yeare after .

Cap.

sir I must craue your patience , to bestowe this day vpon me , that I may furnish my selfe strongly , — I sent a spirit into Lanckashire tother day , to fetch backe a knaue Drouer , and I looke for his returne this euening — to morrow morning my friend here and I will come and breake-fast with you .

Sir Godf.

Oh you shall be both most welcome .

Cap.

And about Noone without fayle , I purpose to coniure .

Sir Godf.

Mid noone will be a fine time for you .

Edm.

coniuring , do you meane to coniure at our house to morrow sir ?

Cap

Marry do I sir ? t is my intent yong Gentleman .

Edm.

By my troth , I le loue you while I liue sort , o rare , Nicholas we shall haue coniuring , to morrowe ,

Nic.

Puh I , I could ha tould you of that .

Cap.

Law hee could ha told him of that , foole , cockscombe could yee .

Edm

Do you heare me sir , I desire more acquaintance on you , you shall earne some money of me , now I knowe you can coniure , but can you fetch any that is lost ?

Capt.

Oh any thing that s lost .

Edm.

Why looke you sir , I tel 't you as a frend and a Coniurer , I should marry a Poticaries daughter and t was told me she lost her maiden head at Stonie-statford ; now if you le do but so much as conure for t , and make all whole agen . —

Cap

That I will sir .

Edm.

By my troth I thanke you la ,

Cap.

A litle merry with your sisters sonne sir .

Sir Godf.

Oh a simple yong man , very simple , come Captaine , and you sir , wee le een part with a gallon of wine till to morrow breake-fast .

Tip. Cap.

Troth agreed sir .

Nic

kinsman — Scholler ?

Pye .

Why now thou art a good Knaue , worth a hundred Brownists .

Nic.

Am I indeed la : I thanke you truely la .

Exeunt .
Actus . 4. Enter Moll , and Sir Iohn Penny-dub . Penne.

But I hope you will not serue a Knight so : Gentlewoman will you : to casheere him , and cast him off at your pleasure ; what do you thinke I was dubd for nothing , no by my faith Ladies daughter .

Moll .

Pray Sir Iohn Pennydub , let it be deferd awhile , I haue as bigge a heart to marry as you can haue ; but as the Fortune-teller tolld me .

Penny .

Pax a' th Fortune-teller , would Derecke had beene his fortune seauen yeare agoe , to crosse my loue thus : did hee know what case I was in , why this is able to make a man drowne himselfe in 's Fathers fish-pond .

Moll .

And then hee told mee more-ouer Sir Iohn , that the breach of it , kept my Father in Purgatorie .

Penny .

In Purgatorie ? why let him purge out his heart there , what haue we to do with that ? there 's Phisitions enow there to cast his water , is that any matter to vs : how can hee hinder our loue , why let him bee hangd now hee 's dead ? — Well , haue I rid poste day and night , to bring you merry newes of my fathers death , and now —

Moll .

Thy Fathers death ? is the old Farmer dead ?

Penny .

As dead as his Barne doore Moll .

Moll ,

And you 'le keepe your word with mee now , Sir Iohn . that I shall haue my Coach and my Coach-man ?

Penny .

I faith .

Moll .

And two white Horses with black Fethers to draw it ?

Penny .

Too ,

Moll .

A guarded Lackey to run befor 't , and pyed liueries to come trashing after 't .

Penny .

Thou shalt Moll .

Moll .

And to let me haue money in my purse to go whether I will .

Penny .

All this .

Moll .

Then come , what so ere comes on 't , wee le bee made sure together before the Maides a' the Kitchin .

Exeunt . Enter Widdow , with her eldest Daughter Franck and Frailtie . Wid.

How now ? where 's my Brother Sir Godfrey ? went hee forth this morning ?

Frail.

O no Madame , hee 's aboue at breake-fast , with sir reuerence a Coniurer .

Wid.

A Coniurer ? what manner a fellow is he ?

Frail.

Oh , a wondrous rare fellow Mistris , very strongly made vpward , for he goes in a Buff-ierkin : he sayes hee will fetch Sir Godfreys Chaine agen , if it hang betweene heauen and earth .

Wid.

What he will not ? then hee 's an exlent fellow I warrant . how happy were that woman to be blest with such a Husband , a man a cunning ? how do's hee looke Frailtie : very swartlie I warrant , with black beard , scorcht cheekes , and smokie eye-browes .

Frail.

Fooh — hee 's neither smoake-dryed , nor scorcht , nor black , nor nothing , I tell you Madame , hee lookes as faire to see to , as one of vs ; I do not thinke but if you saw him once , you de take him to be a Christian .

Frank.

So faire , and yet so cunning , that 's to bee wonderd at Mother .

Enter Sir Oliuer Muck-hill , and Sir Andrew Tip-staffe . Muck.

Blesse you sweete Lady .

Tip

And you faire Mistrisse .

Exit Frailtie . Wid.

Coades ? what doe you meane Gentlemen ? fie , did I not giue you your answeres ?

Muck.

Sweete Lady ?

Wid. Well , I will not stick with you now for a kisse , Daughter kisse the Gentleman for once . Frank.

Yes forsooth .

Tip.

I me proud of such a fauour .

Wid.

Truly la , sir Oliuer , y are much to blame to come agen , when you know my minde , so well deliuerd — as a Widdow could deliuer a thing .

Muck.

But I expect a farther comfort Lady .

Wid.

Why la you now , did I not desire you to put off your sute quite & cleane , when you came to me againe , how say you , did I not .

Muc.

But the sincere loue which my heart beares you ,

Wid.

Go to , i le cut you off . & Sir Oliuer to put you in comfort a farre off , my fortune is read me , I must marry againe .

Muck.

O blest fortune !

Wid.

But not as long as I can choose ; — nay I le hold out , well .

Muc.

Yet are my hopes now fairer .

Enter Frailtie . Frail

O Madam Madam .

Wid.

How now , what 's the hast ?

In her eare . Tipst.

Faith Mistrisse Francis I le maintaine you gallantly . I le bring you to Court , weane you among the faire society of ladies poore Kinswomé of mine in cloth of siluer , beside you shall haue your Monckie , your Parrat , your Muskat , & your pisse , pisse , pisse .

Frank.

It will do very well .

Wid.

What dos he meane to coniure here the ? how shall I do to bee rid of these Knights , — please you Gentlemen to walke a while i th Garden , go gather a pinck , or a Iilly-flower .

Both .

With all our hearts Lady , and count vs fauourd ?

Exit . Si. Go.

Step in Nicholas , looke , is the coast cleare .

within Sir Go. Nic.

Oh , as cleare as a Cattes eye , sir .

Sir Go.

Then enter Captaine Conisurer ? — now — how like you your Roome sir ?

Enter Sir Godf. Capt. Pyb. Edm. Nick . Cap.

O wonderfull conuenient .

Edm.

I can tell you Captaine , simplie tho it lies here , t is the fayrest Roome in my Mothers house , as dainty a Roome to Coniure in , mee thinkes , — why you may bidde , I cannot tell how many diuills welcome in 't ; my Father has had twentie here at once !

Pie .

What diuills ?

Edn.

Diuills , no Deputies , & the welthiest men he could get .

Sir God .

Nay put by your chattes now , fall to your businesse roundly , the feskewe of the Diall is vpon the Chrisse-crosse of Noone , but oh : heare met Captaine , a qualme comes ore my stomack ?

Cap.

Why , what 's the matter sir ?

Sir Godf.

Oh , how if the diuill should proue a knaue , and teare the hangings .

Cap.

Fuh , I warrant you Sir Godfrey :

Edm.

I Nuncle , or spit fire vpp'o th seeling !

Sir Godf

Very true too , for t is but thin playsterd , and t will quickly take hold a the laths , and if hee chance to spit downeward-too , he will burne all the boords .

Cap.

My life for yours Sir Godfrey ?

Sir Godf.

My Sister is very curious & dainty ore this Roome I can tell and therefore if he must needes spit , I pray desire him to spit i th Chimney .

Pie .

Why assure you Sir Godfrey , he shall not be brought vp , with so little manners to spit and spaule a' th flower .

Sir Godf.

Why I thanke you good Captaine , pray haue a care . I , fall to your Circle , wee le not trouble you I warrant you , come , wee le in to the next Roome , & because wee le be sure to keepe him out there , wee le bar vp the dore with some of the Godlies zealous workes .

Edm.

That will bee a fine deuice Nuncle , and because the ground shall be as holy as the doore , I le teare two or three rosaries in peices , and strew the leaues about the Chamber ? oh , the deuill already , — runs in —

Thunders . Py.

Sfoote Captaine speak somwhat for shame ; it lightens & thunders before thou wilt begin , why when ?

Cap.

Pray peace George , — thou 'lt make mee laugh anon ; and spoile all .

Pie .

Oh now it begins agen , now , now ? now ? Captaine ?

Cap.

Rumbos-ragdayon , pur , pur , colucundrion , Hois — Plois .

Sir Godf.

Oh admirable Coniurer ? has fetcht Thunder already :

Sir Godfrey through the keyhole ? within . Pie .

Harke harke agen Captaine ?

Cap.

Beniamino , — gaspois — kay — gosgothoteron — umbrois .

Sir Godf.

Oh , I would the deuill would come away quicklie , he has no conscience to put a man to such paine ?

Pie .

Agen !

Cap.

Flowste — Kakopumpos — dragone — Leloomenos — hodge — podge .

Pie .

Well sayd Captaine .

Sir Godf.

So long a comming ? oh would I had nere begun 't now , for I feare mee these roaring tempests , will destroy all the fruites of the earth , and tread vpon my corn — oh , i th Country .

Cap.

Gog de gog , hobgoblin , huncks , houseslow , hockley te coome parke .

Wid.

O brother , brother , what a tempest 's i th , Garden , sure there 's some coniuration abroad .

Sir Godf.

T is at home sister !

Pie .

By and by , I le step in ? Captaine ?

Cap.

Nunck — Nunck — Rip — Gascoynes , Ipis , Drip — Dropite .

Sir God .

Hee drippes and droppes poore man ? alasse , alasse .

Pie .

Now I come ?

Cap.

O Sulphure Scoteface —

Pie

Arch-coniurer , what wouldst thou with me ?

Sir Godf. O the diuill sister , i th dyning Chamber , sing Sister , I warrant you that will keepe him out , quickly , quickly , quickly . goes in . Pie .

So , so , so , I le release thee , ynough Captaine , ynough , allowe vs some time to laughe a little , they 're shuddering and shaking by this time , as if an Earth-quake were in their kidneyes .

Cap.

Sirrah George , how wa st , how wa st , did I doo 't well ynough .

Pit .

woult beleeue mee Captaine , better then any Coniurer , for here was no harme in this , and yet their horrible expectation satisffied well , you were much beholding to thunder & lightning at this time it gracst you well I can tell you ?

Cap.

I must needes say so George ? sirrah if wee could ha conuoide hether cleanly a cracker or a fire-wheele t' ad beene admitable .

Pit .

Blurt , blurt their 's nothing remaines to put thee to paine now Captaine .

Cap.

Paine ? I protest George my heeles are sorer , then a Whitson Morris-dancer .

Pie . All 's past now , — onely to reueale that the chaine 's i th Garden where thou knowst it has laine these two daies . Cap. But I feare that fox Nicholas has reueald it already ? Pie . Feare not Captaine , you must put it to 'th venture now Nay t is time , call vpon e'm , take pitty on e'm , for I beleeue some off 'em are in a pittifull case by this time . Cap.

Sir Godfrey ? Nicholas , Kinsman-Sfoot they 'r fast at it still George , Sir Godfrey ?

Sir Godf.

Oh , is that the diuils voyce ? how comes he to know my name .

Cap.

Feare not Sir Godfrey all 's quieted .

Sir Godf.

What is he layd ?

Cap.

Layde ; and has newly dropt , Your chaine i th Garden .

Sir Godf.

I th Garden ! in our Garden ?

Cap.

Your Garden ?

Sir Godf.

O sweete Coniurer ? where abouts there ?

Cap.

Looke-well about a banck of Rosemary .

Sir Godf.

Sister the Rosemary banck , come , come , ther 's my chaine he saies .

Wid.

Oh happinesse , run , run .

Edn.

Captaine Coniurer ?

supposed to goe . Edm at keyhoole . Cap.

Who ? Maister Edmond .

Edm.

I Maister Edmond may I come in safely , without danger thinke you .

Cap. Fuh long agoe , t is all , as t was at first . Feare nothing , pray come neere — how now ? man . Edm.

Oh this Roomes mightily hot ifaith , slid my shirt sticks to my Belly already , what a steame the Rogue has left be hind him ? foh this roome must be ayrd Gentlemen it smells horribly of Brimstoone — le ts open the windowes .

Pye

Faith maister Edmond t is but your conceite ,

Edm.

I would you could make me beleeue that ifaith why do you thinke I cannot smell his sauour , from another : yet I take it kindly from you , because you would not put me in a feare ifaith , a my troth I shall loue you for this the longest day of my life .

Cap.

Puh , t is nothing sir , loue me when you see more .

Edm.

Masse now I remember I le looke whether he has singed the hangings or no .

Pye .

Captaine , to entertaine a litle sport till they come ; make him beleeue , you le charme him inuisible , hes apt to admire any thing you see let me alone to giue force too 'te .

Cap.

goe , retire , to yonder end then .

Edm.

I protest you are a rare fellowe , are you not .

Cap.

O maister Edmond , you know but the least part of me yet , why now at this instant I could but florish my wand thrice ore your head , and charme you inuisible .

Edm.

What you could not ? make me walke inuisible man ; I should laugh at that ifaith , troth i le requite your kindnes and you le doo 't good Captaine coniurer .

Cap.

Nay I should hardly deny you such a small kindnesse Master Edmond Plus , why looke you sir t is no more but this and thus and agen and now y ar inuisible !

Edm.

Am I faith , who would thinke it .

Cap.

You see the fortune-teller yonder at farder end at h chamber goe toward him , do what you will with him he shall nere finde you .

Edm.

Say you so , i le trie that ifaith , —

Iustles him . PIe.

How now ? Captaine , whos 's that iustled me ?

Cap.

Iustled you ? I saw no body .

Edm.

Ha , ha , ha , — say t was a spirit ,

Cap.

Shall I ? — may be some spirit that haunts the circle .

Pye .

O my nose , agen , pray coniure then Captaine .

Puls him by the Nose . Edm.

Troth this is exlent , I may do any knauery now and neuer be seene , and now I remember mee , Sir Godfrey my Vncle abusde me tother day , & told tales of me to my Mother — Troth now I me inuisible , i le hit him a sound wherrit a th' eare , when he comes out a th' garden , — I may be reuengd on him now finely .

Enter Sir Godfrey , Widdow , Franck , Nicholas with the Chaine . Sir God . I haue my Chaine againe , my Chaine 's found againe , O sweete Captaine , O admirable Coniurer . Edm. Strikes him . Oh what meane you by that Nephew ? Edm.

Nephew ? I hope you do not know mee Vncle ?

Wid.

Why did you strike your Vncle sir ?

Edm.

Why Captaine am I not inuisible ?

Capt. A good iest George , — not now you are not Sir , Why did you not see me when I did vncharme you ? Edm. Not I by my troth Captaine : Then pray you pardon mee Vncle , I thought I de beene inuisible when I struck you . Sir Godf. So . you would doo 't ? go , — y' are a foolish Boy , And were I not ore-come with greater ioy , I de make you taste correction . Edm.

Correction , push — no , neither you nor my Mother shall thinke to whip me as you haue done .

Sir Godf.

Captaine my ioy is such , I know not how to thanke you , let me embrace you , hug you , O my sweete Chaine , Gladnesse 'een makes mee giddy , rare man : t was as iust i th' Rosemarie banck , as if one should ha laide it there — oh cunning , cunning !

Wid.

Well , seeing my fortune tels mee I must marry ; let me marry a man of witte a man of parts , here 's a worthy Captaine , and 't is a fine Title truely la to bee a Captaines Wife , a Captaines Wife , it goes very finely . beside all the world knows that a worthy Captaine , is a fitte Companion to any Lord , then why not a sweete bed-fellow for any Lady . — I le haue it so —

Enter Frailtie . Frail.

O Mistris , Gentlemen , there 's the brauest sight comming along this way .

Wid.

What braue sight ?

Frai.

Oh , one going to burying , & another going to hanging .

Wid.

A ruefull sight .

Pyb

Sfoot Captaine , I le pawne my life the Corporal s coffind , and old Skirmish the souldier going to execution , & 't is now full about the time of his walking ; hold out a little longer sleepie potion , and we shall haue exlent admiration ; for I le take vpon me the cure of him .

Enter the Coffin of the Corporall , the souldier bound , and lead by Officers , the Sheriffe there . Frail.

Oh here they come , here they come !

Pyb.

Now must I close secretly with the Souldier , preuent his impatience , or else all 's discouered ?

Wid.

O lamentable seeing , these were those Brothers , that fought and bled before our doore .

Sir Godf.

What they were not Sister ?

Skirm.

George , looke too te , I le peach at Tyburne else .

Pyb.

Mum , — Gentles all , vouchsafe mee audience , and you especially Maister Sheriffe :

Yon man is bound to execution , Because he wounded this that now lyes coffind ? Shir.

True , true , he shall haue the law , — and I know the law ?

Pyb.

But vnder fauour Maister Sheriffe , if this man had beene cured and safe agen , he should haue been releasde then ?

Shir.

Why make you question of that Sir ?

Pyb.

Then I release him freely , and will take vpon mee the death that he should dye , if within a little season , I do not cure him to his proper health agen .

Shir. How Sir ? recouer a dead man ? That were most strange of all . Franke comes to him . Frank.

Sweete Sir , I loue you deerely , and could wish my best part yours , — oh do not vndertake such an impossible venture .

Pyb. Loue you me ; then for your sweet sake I le doo 't : Let me entreate the corps to be set downe . Shir.

Bearers set downe the Coffin , — this were wonderfull , and worthy Stoes Chronicle .

Pyb.

I pray bestow the freedome of the ayre , vpon our wholsome Arte , — masse , his cheekes begin to receiue naturall warmth : nay good Corporall wake betime , or I shall haue a longer sleepe then you , — Sfoote if he should proue dead indeed now , he were fully reuengd vpon me for making a property on him , yet I had rather run vpon the Ropes , then haue the Rope like a Tetter run vpon mee , oh — he stirs — hee stirs agen — looke Gentlemen , he recouers , he starts , he rises .

Shir.

Oh , oh , defend vs — out alasse .

Pyb.

Nay pray be still ; you le make him more giddy else , — he knowes no body yet .

Corp.

Zounes : who am I ? couerd with Snow ? I maruaile ?

Pyb.

Nay I knew hee would sweare the first thing hee did , as soone as euer he came to his life agen .

Corp.

Sfoote Hostesse — some hotte Porridge , — oh , oh , lay on a dozen of Fagots in the Moone parler , there .

Pyb.

Lady , you must needs take a little pitty of him yfaith , and send him in to your Kitchin fire .

Wid.

Oh , with all my heart sir , Nicholas and Frailtie , he'pe to beare him in .

Nich.

Beare him in , quotha , pray call out the Maides , I shall nere haue the heart to doo 't indeed la .

Frai.

Not I neither , I cannot abide to handle a Ghost of all men .

Cor.

sbloud , let me see , where was I drunke last night , heh —

Wid.

Oh , shall I bid you once agen take him away .

Frai.

Why , we 're as fearefull as you I warrant you — oh —

Wid.

Away villaines , bid the Maides make him a Cawdle presently to settle his braine , — or a Posset of Sack , quickly , quickly .

Exeunt , pushing in the corpes . Skir.

Sir , what so ere you are , I do more then admire you .

Wid.

O I , if you knew all Maister Shiriffe , as you shall doe , you would say then , that here were two of the rarest men within the walls of Christendome

Shir.

Two of 'em , O wonderfull : Officers I discharge you , set him free all 's in tune .

Sir Godf.

I and a banquet ready by this time Maister Sheriffe , to which I most cheerefully enuite you , and your late prisoner there ? see you this goodly chaine sir , mum , no more words , t was lost , and is found againe ; come my inestimable bullies , wee le talke of your noble Acts in sparkling Charnico , and in stead of a Iester , wee le ha the ghost i th white sheete sit at vpper end a' th Table .

Sheriff .

Exlent merry man yfaith .

Exit . Franck Well , seeing I am enioynd to loue and marry . My foolish vow thus I casheere to Ayre Which first begot it , — now loue play thy part ; The scholler reades his lecture in my heart .
Actus 5. Scen. 1. Enter in hast Maister Edmund and Frayltie . Ed.

This is the marriage morning for my mother & my sister .

Frail.

O me Maister Edmund we shall ha rare doings .

Ed.

Nay go Frayltie runne to the Sexton , you know my mother wil be married at Saint Antlings , hie thee , t is past fiue , bid them open the Church dore , my sister is almost ready .

Fra.

What already Maister Edmond .

Ed.

Nay go hie thee first run to the Sexton , and runne to the Clarke and then run to Maister Pigman the Parson , and then run to the Millanor , and then run home agen .

Frail.

Heer 's run , run , run —

Ed.

But harke Frailty :

Fra.

What more yet ?

Edm.

Has the maides remembred to strew the way to the Church .

Frail.

Fagh an houre ago I helpt 'em my selfe .

Ed.

Away , away , away , away then .

Frail.

Away , away , away then

Exit Frailty : Edm.

I shall haue a simple Father inlawe , a braue Captaine able to beate all our streete : Captaine Idle , now my Ladie Mother wil be fitted for a delicate name , my Ladie Idle , my Ladie Idle , the finest name that can be for a woman , and then the Scholler Maister Pie-boord for my sister Francis , that wil be Mistris Francis Pie-boord , Mistris Francis Pie-boord , thei ll keepe a good table I warrant you , Now all the knights noses are put out of ioynt , they may go to a bone setters now . Enter Captaine and Pie-boord . Harke , harke oh who comes here with two Torches before 'em , my sweete Captaine , and my fine Scholler , oh , how brauely they are shot vp in one night , they looke like fine Brittaines now me thinkes , here s a gallant chaunge ifaith slid they haue hir'd men and all by the clock .

Cap.

Maister Edmund , kinde , honest , dainty Maister Edmond .

Edm.

Fogh , sweete Captaine Father inlaw a rare perfume ifayth .

Pie .

What are the Brides stirring ? may wee steall vpon 'em thinkst thou Maister Edmond .

Edm.

Faw , there e'en vpon reddines I can assure you ? for they were at there Torch e'en now , by the same token I tumbled downe the staires .

Pie .

Alas poore Maister Edmond .

Enter musitians . Cap.

O the musitians I pree thee Maister Edmond call 'em in and licquour 'em a little .

Ed.

That I will sweete Captaine father in law and make ech of them as drunck as a common fiddeler .

Exeunt omnes . Enter Sir Iohn Penidub , and Moll aboue lacing of her clothes . Pen.

Whewh Mistris Mol , Mistris Mol .

Mol.

Who 's there ?

Pen . T is I Mol.

Who Sir Iohn Penidub O you 'r an early cocke ifayth , who would haue thought you to be so rare a stirrer .

Pen.

Pree the Mol let me come vp .

Mol.

No by my faith Sir Iohn , I le keepe you downe , for you Knights are very dangerous if once you get aboue .

Pen.

I le not stay ifaith .

Mol.

Ifaith you shall staie , for Sir Iohn you must note the nature of the Climates your Northen wench in her owne Countrie may well hold out till shee bee fifteene , but if she touch the South once , and vp to London , here the Chimes go presently after twelue .

Pen.

O th' art a mad wench Moll , but I pree thee make hast , for the Priest is gone before .

Moll .

Do you follow him , I le not be long after .

Exeunt . Enter Sir Oliuer Muck-hill , Sir Andrew Tip-staffe , and old Skirmish talking . Muck.

O monstrous vn-heard of forgerie .

Tip.

Knight , I neuer heard of such villany in our owne countrie , in my life .

Muck.

Why 't is impossible , dare you maintaine your words ?

Skir.

Dare wee ? een to their wezen pipe ; , we know all their plots , they cannot squander with vs , they haue knauishly abusd vs , made onely properties on 's to aduance their selues vpon our shoulders , but they shall rue their abuses , this morning they are to bee married .

Muck.

T is too true , yet if the Widdow be not too much besotted on slights and forgeries , the reuelation of their villanies will make 'em loathsome , and to that end , be it in priuate to you , I sent late last night to an honourable personage , to whom I am much indebted in kindnesse , as he is to me , and therefore presume vpon the paiment of his tongue , and that hee will lay out good words for me , and to speake truth , for such needfull occasions , I onely preserue him in bond , and some-times he may doe mee more good here in the Cittie by a free word of his mouth , then if hee had paide one halfe in hand , and tooke Doomes-day for t' other .

Tip.

In troth Sir , without soothing bee it spoken , you haue publisht much iudgement in these few words .

Muck.

For you know , what such a man vtters will be thought effectuall and to waighty purpose , and therefore into his mouth wee l put the approoued theame of their forgeries .

Skir.

And I le maintaine it Knight , if shee le be true .

Enter a seruant . Muck.

How now fellow .

Seru.

May it please you Sir , my Lord is newly lighted from his Coache .

Muc. Is my Lord come already ; his honnour s early , You see he loues me well vp before seauen , Trust me I haue found him night capt at eleuen , Ther 's good hope yet ; come I le relate all to him . Exeunt . Enter the two Bridegromes Captaine and Scholler after them , Sir Godfrey and Edmond , Widdow chandge in apparell , mistris Francis led betweene two Knights , Sir Iohn Penny-dub and Moll :

there meetes them a Noble man , Sir Oliuer Muckil , and Sir Andrew Tip-staffe .

Nob.

By your leaue Lady .

Wid.

My Lord your honour is most chastly welcome ,

Nob.

Madam tho I came now from court , I come not to flatter you : vpon whom can I iustly cast this blot , but vpon your owne fore-head , that know not inke from milke such is the blind besotting in the state of an vnheaded woman that s a widdow . For it is the property of all you that are widdowes ( a hand full excepted ) to hate those that honestly and carefully loue you , to the maintenance of credit state and posterity , and strongly to doat on those , that only loue you to vndo you who regard you least are best regarded , who hate you most are best beloued , And if there be but one man amongst tenne thousand millions of men that is accurst disastrous and euilly planeted whome Fortune beates most , whome God hates most , and all Societies esteeme least , that man is suere to be a husband — Such is the peeuish Moone that rules your bloods . An Impudent fellow best woes you , a flattering lip best wins you , or in a mirth who talkes roughliest is most sweetest , nor can you distinguish truth , from forgeries , mistes from Simplisity , witnes those two deceitfull monsters that you haue entertaind for bride-groomes .

Wid.

Deceitfull .

Pie .

All will out .

Cap.

Sfoote who has blabd George ? that foolish Nicholas .

Nob.

For what they haue besotted your easie blood withall , weare nought but forgeries , the fortune telling for husbands , the coniuring for the chaine , Sir Godfrey heard the falshod of al : nothing but meere knauery deceit and coozenage .

Wid.

O wonderfull , indeed I wondred that my husband with all his craft could nor keepe himselfe out of purgatory .

Sir Godf.

And I more wondered that my chaine should be gon and my Taylor had none of it .

Mol.

And I wondred most of all that I , should be tyed from marriage hauing such a mind too 't , come S. Iohn Pennydub , faire wether on our side the moone has chaingd since yester night .

Pie .

The Sting of euery euill is with-in mee .

Nob.

And that you may perceaue I faine not with you , behould their fellow actor in those forgeries who full of Spleene and enuy at their so suddaine aduancements reueled all there plot in anger .

Pie .

Base Souldier to reueall vs .

Wid.

I st possible wee should be blinded so and our eys open

Nob.

Widdow wil you now beleeue that false , which to soone you beleeued true .

Wid.

O to my shame I doe .

Sir Godf.

But vnder fauour my Lord my chaine was truely lost and straingly found againe .

Nob.

Resolue him of that Souldier ,

Sir .

In few words Knight then , thou wert the arch-gull of all .

Sir Godf.

How Sir .

Skir.

Nay i le proue it : for the chayne was but hid in the rosemary bancke all this while , and thou gotst him out of pryson to Coniure for it who did it admirably fustianly , for indeed what neede any others when he knew where it was .

Sir Godf.

O vilainy of vilanies , but how came my chaine there

Skir,

Where s truly la , in deed la , he that will not sweare , but lie , he that will not steale , But rob : pure Nicholas Saint Antlings .

Sir Godf. O Villaine one of our society , Deemd alwaies holy , pure , religious , A Puritan ? a theefe , when wa st euer hard ? Sooner wee 'll kill a man then Steale thou knowst , Out slaue I le rend my lien from thy back — with mine owne hands . Nich. Deare Maister , oh . Nob. Nay Knight dwell in patience ,

And now widdow being so neere the Church , t wer great pitty , nay vncharity to send you home againe without a husband , drawe nerer you of true worship , state and credit , that should not stand so farre of from a widdow , and suffer forged shapes to come betweene you , Not that in these , I blemish the true Title of a Captaine , or blot the faire margent of a Scholler ; For I honnor worthy and deseruing parts in the one , and cherrish fruitfull Vertues in the other . Come Lady , and you Virgin bestowe your eys and your purest affections , vpon men of estimation both in Court and Citty , that hath long woed you , and both with there hearts and wealth sincearly loue you .

Sir Godf.

Good Sister doe : Sweet little Franke , these are men of reputation , you shal be welcome at Court : a great creddit for a Cittizen sweet Sister .

Nob.

Come her scilence doos consent too 't .

Wid.

I know not with what face ,

Nob.

Pah pah why with your owne face they desire no other .

Wid.

Pardon me worthy Sirs , I and my daughter haue wrongd your loues .

Muck. T is easily pardon'd Lady , If you vouch safe it now . Wid.

With all my soule ,

Fran.

And I with all my heart ,

Moll .

And I Sir Iohn with soule , heart , lights and all .

Sir Ioh. They are all mine Moll . Nob. Now Lady ? What honest Spirit but will applaud your choyce , And gladly furnish you with hand and voyce , A happy change which makes een heauen reioyce , Come enter into your loyes , you shall not want , For fathers now , I doubt it not beleeue me , But that you shall haue hands inough to giue . Exeunt omnes . Deus dedit his quoq finem FINIS .
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●oorning her Sonne and heyre Maister Edmond , all in moorning apparell , Edmond in a Cypresse Hatte . ●usba●d deerest man . I haue buried the sweetest husband that euer lay by woman . ●hat man . I haue buried the sweetest husband that euer lay by woman . wis●-man was indeed an honest , vertuous , discreet wise-man , — hee was my Brother , as right , as right ●eares weepe as much as any woman , but alas our teares cannot call him againe : me thinkes you no● there's a lustie Widdow , why shee cryed not aboue halfe an houe-for shame , for shame no● O rancke not mee with those wicked women , I had a Husband ●id I that he did Ifaith , he out-shind 'em all . I●aith I that he did Ifaith , he out-shind 'em all . ●e I that he did Ifaith , he out-shind 'em all . o● grieuest mee more then the death of thy Father ? oh thou stubborne onely sonne ? hadst thou whi●h ouer-throw the right heyre of those lands , which now you respect not vp euery morning betwixt ou● Sister , — for what should wee doe with all our Knights I pray ? but to marry riche widdowes mar●y doe with all our Knights I pray ? but to marry riche widdowes , wealthy Cittizens widdowes ●usty riche widdowes , wealthy Cittizens widdowes ; lusty faire — browd Ladies ; go too , bee of good 〈◊〉 Ladies ; go too , bee of good comfort I say leaue snobb●●g and weeping — yet my Brother was snobb●●g go too , bee of good comfort I say leaue snobbing and weeping — yet my Brother was a kinde he●●ed and weeping — yet my Brother was a kinde hearted man — I would not haue the Elfe see mee enq●ir'd well estated , and at maturity will also bee enquir'd after with good husbands , so all these d●yed husbands , so all these teares shall bee soone dryed vp and a better world then euer — what ? v●o●ld teares shall bee soone dryed vp and a better world then euer — what ? Woman ? you must not 〈◊〉 it be my graue ; And that the Priest may turne his wedding praiers , Een with a breath ●o vnmatchable , — vnmatchable ? nothing was to hot , nor to deere for mee , I could not Wa●ter at Table in the mouth Of euery Groome and Wayter , if e're more I entertaine the carnall kn●ele I must kneele downe for fashion too ? do●ne I must kneele downe for fashion too ? her to say , Nay now , I would not marry for his death ? Sure I should speake false Lattin ▪ Neighbours at th next garden should heare me , betweene ioye and griefe , I should e'en g●iefe garden should heare me ▪ betweene ioye and griefe , I should e'en cry out-right ! Ed●●nd Edmund . ●ayde So , a faire riddance , my fathers layde in dust his Coffin and he is like a whole-meate-pye dust , a faire riddance , my fathers layde in dust, his Coffin and he is like a whole-meate-pye some . Ile be curb'd in no more , I perceiue a sonne and heire may quickly be made a foole and Vncle● point no Atturney can gull me ; Well , my Vncle is an olde Asse , and an 〈◊〉 Cockscombe 〈◊〉 Well , my Vncle is an olde Asse , and an admirable Cockscombe , Ile rule the Roast my selfe ●o rule the Roast my selfe , Ile be kept vnder no more , I know what I may do well inough hi● Py-bord a scholler and a Cittizen and vnto him an old soulder , Peter Skirmish . we●t be done now ? old Lad of War ; thou that wert wont to be as hot as a turn-spit , as nimble p●ice conscience , ( as there is no souldier but has a peice of one , tho it bee full of holes like a ●y no matter , twill serue to sweare by ) in my conscience , I thinke some kinde of Peace th● oppressions , and violent heady sinnes , ( tho looking of a gentle nature ) then a profest ●ut beene matriculated in the Vniuersitie , wore out fixe Gownes there , seene some fooles , ●ixe matriculated in the Vniuersitie , wore out sixe Gownes there , seene some fooles , and some rnmde pursued it hard ; and neuer left , till I turnde my staffe toward London , where when I came ●kirmish my braine : But now to returne to you old Skirmish . I say as you say , and for my part wish warte your Argument the more , I say an honest warre , is better then a bawdy peace : as touching Grecke want , & can call my selfe a Begger both in Greeke and Lattin , and therfore not to cogg with ●euer , I thinke I was begot when my Father had neuer a penny in his purse . ●uh Puh , faint not old Skirmish , let this warrant Auer●i let this warrant thee , Facilis Descensus Auerni , 'tis an easie iourney to a Knaue , thou quarrelis despight of her ; for since the lawe liues by quarrells , the Courtier by smooth God-morrowes , ou● and forgeries ? and seeing our braines are our onely Patrimonies , let's spend with iudgment spe●d braines are our onely Patrimonies , let's spend with iudgment , not like a desperate sonne hal●e Husband , sure she as but a watrish soule , and halfe on't by this time is dropt out of her Lyes Lyes halfe on't by this time is dropt out of her Eies : deuice well managde may doe good vppon practi●e good vppon her : it stands firme , my first practise shall bee there ? ●each doubt mee George Pye-boord . — onely you must teach me to coniure . ●oates , and Frailtie in black scuruie mourning coates , and Bookes at their Girdles , as comming ●ext Corporall Oth ? I am sorry we haue met with you next our hearts ; you are the man that we are F●ail. Frail. Putitanicall Why how now ? we three ? Puritanicall Scrape-shoes , Flesh a good Fridayes ? a Nich●las Why Nicholas Saint-Tantlings , Simon Saint Mary Oueries Corpe. Corpo. ●oh Foh , you lie Nicholas ; for here's one strong quatha for here's one strong inough ; blowe vs vp quotha , hee may well blow me aboue twelue-score , here's one strong inough ; blowe vs vp quatha ! hee may well blow me aboue twelue-score Holy-pa●ing I , thou Church-peeling , thou Holy-paring , religious outside thou ? if thou hadst Nich●. Nicho. Sit lie for me to the Knight my Maister , old Sir Godfrey . w●ll Ful-bellie ? an honest man : he feedes the flock well , for he's an excellent feeder ? Si●on Exit Simon and Fraylty . d●r● Enter Captaine Ydle at one dore , and old souldier at the other . ●oy●es Who should those be , I almost know their voyces ? O my friends ? wretcher ' As all prisons haue , smells of sundry wretches ; Who tho departed , leaue their sents behind Gold departed , leaue their sents behind 'em , By God Captaine , I am sincerely sory for thee th●● Whether I liue or die , thou art an honest George Ile tell you — siluer 〈◊〉 I liue or die , thou art an honest George Ile tell you — siluer stou'd not with mee , stou'd art an honest George Ile tell you — siluer flou'd not with mee , as it had done , ( for now ●●ee George Ile tell you — siluer stou'd not with mee , as it had done , ( for now the tide runnes 〈◊〉 Push , the worst is but death , — ha you a pipe of Tobacco about Tobacc● the worst is but death , — ha you a pipe of Tobacco about you ? Captalne In prison honest Captaine ? this must not be ? I●●cifer Puritaine ? Ile looke for releife from him , when Lucifer is restor'd to his bloud , and in Heauen looke Captaine Ydle ? what's he there ? hee lookes ; like a Monkey vpward ; and a Crane downe-ward nine Pshaw ; a foolish Cozen of mine ; I must thanke God for him . Malt-lof●s Prison Rattes haue vvider eares then those in Malt-lofts . a● Twould do me an exceeding pleasure indeed that , but ● ere ● ere an exceeding pleasure indeed that , but nere talke forder on't , the foole will be hang'd fo●der exceeding pleasure indeed that , but ● ere talke forder on't , the foole will be hang'd , ere he 〈◊〉 I , that's the hell on't , I would hee would offer it wisely steeres I haue tooke note of thy fleers a good while , if thou art minded to do Pu●itaines indeede is but a fashion in you all that are Puritaines ? wilt soone at night steale me thy Maisters to ' th at second hand , which now lies in pawne to'th Lawe , if this thou refuse to do , being re●suse now lies in pawne to'th Lawe , if this thou refuse to do , being easie and nothing dangerous M●●ster that thou art held in good opinion of thy Maister , why tis a palpable Argument thou holdst Co●zen Why Couzen ? you know tis written , thou shalt not qua tha The first of Charity , quotha , that's a good iest , there's no such bulhe Why ynough bullie ; hee shall bee content with that , or he — dealt with your Kins-man in a Corner ; a good , kinde — naturde fellow , mee thinkes : goe on your owne asking , you shall bate somewhat on't he is not contented absolutely as you would ●he owne asking , you shall bate somewhat on't he is not contented absolutely as you would la●pray That were rare indeed la: pray let me know how ? Picka●e mine of sea-cole , and nere make Spade or Pickaxe his instruments , tell him but this with t●oth In troth he does . Coniuting Corporall ? But George thou talkst of Art and Coniuring , How shall that bee ? t●e doore , and drawe your swords i'th edge of the Euening : clash a little , clash , clash lit●le swords i'th edge of the Euening : clash a little , clash , clash . 〈◊〉 Fuh . Let vs alone to make our Blades ring noone , Tho it be after Supper . pris●● would nere bee seene within twelue score of a prison , for I protest at this instant , I walke ●●owe , I walke in great danger of small debts . I owe money to seuerall Hostisses , and lill● to seuerall Hostisses , and you know such Jills 〈…〉 be vpon a mans Iack . 〈…〉 seuerall Hostisses , and you know such lill● will quickly be vpon a mans Iack . ▪ the more , haue entertainde a suter already , a fine gallant Knight of the last Fether doo●e abhominable Farmer , and therefore hee may doote in time : troth Ile venture vpon him ; women ●now venture vpon him ; women are not without wayes enow to helpe them-selues ▪ if he proue wise ▪ not without wayes enow to helpe them-selues , if he proue wise and good as his word , ●uter The Knight your suter , sir Iohn Penny-Dub . we come 'Tis happinesse my Mother saw him not : O welcome good Sir Iohn . Ioha my Mother saw him not : O we come good Sir Iohn . Cou●tier , I , and worthy ones too ? one a Briske Courtier , Sir Andrew Tip-staffe ; suter a farre Ve●ily verily Madame , hee is at vaine Exercise , dripping he , hee is at vaine Exercise , dripping in the Tennis-court . farte with the Prophecie in the Chronicle , tho farre inferior , as Harry of Monmouth woone all Brist●● Harry of Windsor lost all , so Edmund of Bristow that was the Father , got all , and Edmond scars● from my Cheekes , and my deere husbands body scarse so colde as the Coffin , what reason haue many Lady , a shrewde answere marry ; the best is , tis but the first , and Verbat●m word theile giue you the very same answere Verbatim cruely la ; cruely theile giue you the very same answere Verbatim truly la ; twiil ; and you bee good Knights doe not hope ; twill bee all Vaine , Vayne , — looke you , put Fea●e Feare not Sir Oliuer Muckhill , Ile stick close you●de A suiter no I protest Ladie ? if you'de giue me your selfe Ide not be troubled with sit Good bluntnesse : well your businesse sir ? sit Needfull ? brother pray leaue vs ; and you sir ? by side , if this blunt fellow should put 'em all beside the stirrop , and vault into the saddle sti●rop blunt fellow should put 'em all by side the stirrop , and vault into the saddle himselfe , I Putgatorie certaine spirituall Intelligence , that he is in Purgatorie ? . when all the earth shall melt into nothing , And the Seas scalde their finnie labourers And when all the earth shall melt into nothing . and the Seas scalde their finnie labourers : hon●st But sir , my husband , was too honest a dealing man to be now in any purgatories ●ailes most vniustly ; The very durt betweene his nailes was Il-got : And not his owne , — oh gr●eu'd too , now I thinke on't — sir , I am much grieu'd , that you a stranger should so deeply wrong Pi●. Pie. du●y A man that would keepe Church so duly ; rise early , before his seruants , and fo● rise early , before his seruants , and e'en for Religious hast , go vngarterd , vnbuttend vnb●ttend e'en for Religious hast , go vngarterd , vnbuttend , nay sir Reuerence vntrust , to Morning Pi●. Pie. g●eat Dine quickly vpon hie-dayes , and when I had great guesse , would e'en shame me and rize from ma● thought it Sanctity ynough , if he had kild a man , so● tad beene done in a Pue , or vndon so● Sanctity ynough , if he had kild a man , so tad beene done in a Pue , or vndon his Neighour y●ough or vndon his Neighour , so ta'd beene nere ynough to'th Preacher , Oh ; — a Sermon's a fine seem●d vpper-part of a dissembler , — Church , I , he seemed al Church , & his cōscience was as hard befo●e there be not once this day some bloud-shed before your dore , wheerof the humaine creature s●rocken Attend mee : and your yonger daughter bee strocken dumbe ? ne●er liues ; that two of you which haue vow'd neuer to marry , seeke you out husbands with all na●urall forgerie the more , I may now perceiue in 'em a naturall simplicitie which will easily swallow an Skirmis● to the Widdow , I haue aduizde old Peter Skirmish the Souldier , to hurt Corporall Oth vpon oc●asion pretext of that cunning , beguile as I see occasion : and if that foolish Nicholas Saint Tantlings a way haue foūd an excellent aduantage to take away the chaine , my Maister put it off e'en Doub●et Maister put it off e'en now to say on a new Doublet , and I sneak't it away by little & little a non Puritanically ! wee shall haue good sport anon when ha's mist it , about my Cozen the ▪ ha's mist it , about my Cozen the Coniurer , the world shall see I'me an honest man of 〈…〉 Enter Simon Saint Mary-Oueries and Frailty . Si●rah Sirrah Simon Saint ? my Mistris sends away all 〈◊〉 Sirrah Simon Saint ? my Mistris sends away all her suiters a●l Sirrah Simon Saint ? my Mistris sends away all her suiters and puts fleas 〈◊〉 eares ? ●●eas Mistris sends away all her suiters and puts fleas 〈◊〉 eares ? 〈◊〉 sends away all her suiters and puts fleas in their eares ? eares sends away all her suiters and puts fleas 〈◊〉 their ? a●e desires a Coniunction Copulatiue what strangers are within , Frailty ? Fra●. Frai. 〈◊〉 Ther's none Simon but Maister Pilfer the Tailer : he's aboue pra●●ing the Tailer : he's aboue with Sir Godfreie praysing of a Doublet : and I must trudge anon to S●ir. Skir. thou● Thou doost not bawke or baffle me , doost thou▪ ▪ I am a Souldier — past seuenteene . ▪ doost not bawke or baffle me , doost thou ? I am a Souldier — past seuenteene . pa●t baffle me , doost thou ▪ I am a Souldier — past seuenteene . ● prooue it vnto thee , 12. and 1. is thirteene I hope , 2. foureteene , 3. fifteene , 4 sixteene then● Ile sweare 'tis past seauenteene then▪ ▪ doost thou not know numbers , canst thou ▪ Ile sweare 'tis past seauenteene then ! doost thou not know numbers , canst thou Dr●● dost thou speake of my casting ith' street ? Draw . ▪ So , All lights as I would wish , the amazd widdow ▪ run , and know , Whether he be yet liuing , or yet dead , That here before my doore fortune-te●ler Sure that man is a rare fortune-teller , neuer lookt vpon our hands , nor vpon Goldfrey Enter Sir Godfrey in a rage . prophe●y Out he's a villaine , to prophecy of the losse of my chaine , twas worth aboue C●ownes my chaine , twas worth aboue three hundred Crownes , — besides twas my Fathers , my fathers The eues haue beene here ? you let in strangers ! Theeues eues , and Catch-poles ; how comes it gonne Linck● Out varlet ? it had full three thousand Lincks , I haue oft told it ouer at my praiers Sesar●ra Kinsman of mine that would fetcht againe with a Sesarara . Marshalse● would not dwell and he could choose : in the Marshalses sir ; but hee's an exlent fellow if he were Coniure● I hope , and turne to good , The name of Coniurer has laid my blood . ▪ Exeunt , 〈◊〉 in vs you know to hate Scholers : naturall besides , they will publish our imperfections , Conuay altars publish our imperfections , Knaueryes , and Conveyances altars vpon Scaffolds and Stages . 〈◊〉 our imperfections , Knaueryes , and Conuay altars vpon Scaffolds and Stages . doublers could see into our brests so much , when our doublets are buttond with Pewter . dra●e nay if I clutch him once , let me alone to drage him if he be stiff-necked ; I haue beene ●erke play a little let him play a litle , weele ierke him vp of a sudaine , I ha fisht in my time Entet Enter Pyeboord . Admira ion rage vpont , The widdowe holds me in great Admiration ' For cunning Art : mongst ioyes I am ' a ware Oh — I spoke truer then I was aware , I must to prison indeed . a way much time as to knit my garter , and Ile away way with you . Ra●. Rau. ▪ Deuice of a Maske here , drawne in this paper , but now , come I must be contented , tis ▪ we haue waited vpon you grieuously already , if youle say youle be liberall when you ha●e ▪ if youle say youle be liberall when you hate , giue vs double fees , and spend vpon's ●ees be liberall when you hate , giue vs double fees , and spend vpon's , why weele show you sho● double fees , and spend vpon's , why weele show you that kindnes , and goe along with you 〈◊〉 fees , and spend vpon's , why weele show you that kindnes , and goe along with you to v●ge I well said still seriant vrge that . su●●ice Troth if it will suffice , it shall be all among you , for my part p●rt suffice , it shall be all among you , for my part ile not pocket a penny , my hostisse shall hostis●e , for my part ile not pocket a penny , my hostisse shall haue her foure pound fiue shillings ●●fteene and bate me the fiue pence , and the other fifteene shillings Ile spend vpon you . Ex●unt Exeunt with him passing in they knock at the doore with inside in they knock at the doore with a Knocker withinside inside . verse● here for mee to walke and study , and make verses , stand● O it stands very pleasantly for a Scholler . deli●ately pictures , and deuices , and things , neatly delicately ? masse here he comes , he should be a Gentleman 〈◊〉 A simple salutation . ●he conceale me sir , Ime vndone else , — I haue the Maske here for you sir , Looke you sir , ●angs and now most vnfortunately falne into the Fangs of vnmercifull officers , arrested for debt i● of lands , money , and friends , so that if I fall into the hungrie swallow of the prison ●entlemen This gentleman I may well call a part Of my saluation , ▪ Puttock . Sir●ah Sirrah Seriant , these Mappes are prittie painted ●mee things , but I could nere fancie 'em yet , mee thinkes they're too busie , and full of Dogs●n Dogson . ba●e back-side fort ; Sfoote here's nothing , all's bare . Sirran Seriant ? I neuer markt so much before ? Sirrah Seriant , and Yeoman , I should loue these i● I should loue these Maps out a crye now , if wee could see if peepe out of doore in em 〈◊〉 these Maps out a crye now , if wee could see if peepe out of doore in em , oh wee might kn●●ke morning to our Breake-fast so finely , and nere knocke our heeles to the ground a whole day for 〈◊〉 shall's sup to night , Fiue pound receiu'd , let's talke of that , to ' th trick worth all , you two shall beare him to'th Tauerne , whilst I goe close with his Hostisse notthe Who ? not the scholler ? 〈◊〉 Sup Simon now , eate Porridge for a month ; ●ate Sup Simon now , eate Porridge for a month ; Ra●e●. Rauen. Exeu●t Exeunt . ▪ , He went not emptie neither for his wit : Alasse poore wretch , I could not blame deliu●rie could not blame his braine , To labour his deliuerie , to be free , From their vnpittying fangs v●pittying labour his deliuerie , to be free , From their vnpittying fangs — Ime glad it stood , Within my power sangs deliuerie , to be free , From their vnpittying fangs — Ime glad it stood , Within my power to 〈◊〉 Enter in the Prison , meeting George and Captaine , George comming in muffled . 〈◊〉 meeting George and Captaine , George comming in muffled . i● Pye-boord , honest George ? why camst thou in halfe fac'd muffled so ? fac● d. , honest George ? why camst thou in halfe fac'd muffled so ? mu●●●ed honest George ? why camst thou in halfe fac'd muffled so ? Bea●e Almost as many as George Stone the Beare , Three at once , three at once . G●rdle happinesse , for ere the day Be spent toth' Girdle , thou shalt be set free , The Corporal's Pali●y-hams has exprest thee , and the old Knight With Palsey-hams now labours thy release , What rests , is Coniu●e release , What rests , is all in thee , to Coniure Captaine . ● sfoote George you know the deuill a coniuring I can coniure . P●b. Pib. Seffions Captaine , if youle stay and hang the next Sessions you may . coniurring by my faith George , come , come , lets to coniuring , lets to coniuring . coniuing come , come , lets to coniuring , lets to coniuring . till suddenly , Ile perfect you , direct you , tell you the trick on't : tis nothing . ●ir after your hangd , I warrant you looke you sir , a parlous matter ? sure , first to spred , you looke you sir , a parlous matter ? sure ! first to spred your circle vpon the ground a●riuing wand siluerd ore a purpose for you , then arriuing in the circle , with a huge word , and a t●mple the circle , with a huge word , and a great trample as for instance : haue you neuer seene a blea●e Why be like such a one , for any thing will bleare the old Knights eyes , for you must note o●t about it when I will , but marke the end ont , I shall but shame my selfe ifaith George s●r reliefe , Good Gentlemen ouer the way , — Good sir Godfrey ? Ma●ster They salute : and Py-boord salutes Maister Edmond . ●dm●●d My name is Maister Edmund . P●b. Pyb. 〈◊〉 O crie you mercy sir ? ●eere at your seruice : but had you fortunde a meere stranger , and made no meanes to me by acquaintance Nichol●s I say it , that wore it : how saiest thou Nicholas ? ● stucke vpon my toung like Ship-pitch vpon a Mariners gowne , not to come off in hast soule loose such a faire Chaine a gold , were a foule losse ; Well , I can put you in this good Coniuter A wonderfull Coniurer , — O I , tis betweene heauen and earth worst I nigher the earth then thou wotst on . da●ntie O daintie Captaine ? sweat●e Marry it will cost me much sweate , I were better goe to sixteene whor-houses whot-houses much sweate , I were better goe to sixteene whor-houses . here●abouts O twill tickle you here-abouts Coozen , because you haue not beene vsde 〈…〉 Plague of all fooles still — indeed Knight I haue not vsde it a good 〈◊〉 Plague of all 〈…〉 — indeed Knight I haue not vsde it a good while , and therefore twill strai●e vsde it a good while , and therefore twill straine me so much the more you know . On Oh it will , it will . Captay●es foole , I had beene twice spoyld now ; that Captaynes worse then accurst that has an asse to his wo●se had beene twice spoyld now ; that Captaynes worse then accurst that has an asse to his Kinsman tur Tut tut I now thy meaning , thou wouldst say thou'rt now Tut tur I know thy meaning , thou wouldst say thou'rt a Gentle man vnexpected , oh theirs nothing to a free Gentleman man . — I will coniure for you sir till cuniute theirs nothing to a free Gentle man . — I will coniure for you sir till Froath come through my fir of your owne house ? are you sure of that sir ? Ed●n. Edm. T'here●s There's a fortune in deed , Pyebo●rd Pyeboord with an Almanack and the Captaine . 〈◊〉 Iune Iulie , here Iulie thats this month , Sunday Iutie Iune Iulie , here Iulie thats this month , Sunday thirteene Lanck●shire my selfe strongly , — I sent a spirit into Lanckashire tother day , to fetch backe a knaue Drouer Coniuting coniuring , do you meane to coniure at our house to morrow Many Marry do I sir ? tis my intent yong Gentleman ●t Marry do I sir ? tis my intent yong Gentleman . is Marry do I sir ? tis my intent yong Gentleman . 〈◊〉 By my troth , Ile loue you while I liue sort sna●● while I liue sort , o rare , Nicholas we shall haue coniuring , to morrowe , 〈◊〉 I liue sort , o rare , Nicholas we shall haue coniuring , to morrowe , coni●re earne some money of me , now I knowe you can coniure , but can you fetch any that is lost ? Ex●unt Exeunt . Fortuneteler heart to marry as you can haue ; but as the Fortune-teller tolld me . I ax Pax ax a'th Fortune-teller , would Derecke had them fortune seauen yeare agoe , to crosse my loue thus : did hee know what case I was in , why bew how can hee hinder our loue , why let him bee changd now hee's dead ? — Well , haue I changd can hee hinder our loue , why let him bew hangd now hee's dead ? — Well , haue I rid poste ra●e Oh , a wondrous rare fellow Mistris , very strongly made vpward you d● I do not thinke but if you saw him once , youde take him to be a Christian . Tip-staf●e Enter Sir Oliuer Muck-hill , and Sir Andrew Tip-staffe . for●ooth Yes forsooth . you cleane , when you came to me againe , how say you, did I not ▪ ▪ came to me againe , how say you did I not . tid coniure here the ? how shall I do to bee rid of these Knights , — please you Gentlemen su Conisurer ? — now — how like you your Roome sir ? Ed●●. Edm. seskewe now , fall to your businesse roundly , the feskewe of the Diall is vpon the Chrisse-crosse feeling I Nuncle , or spit fire vpp'oth seeling ! Captai●e Why I thanke you good Captaine , pray haue a care I , fall to your Circle we●le , weele in to the next Roome , & because weele be sure to keepe him out there , weele bar refaires holy as the doore , Ile teare two or three rosaries in peices , and strew the leaues about the Thuxaiers Thunders . Kakop●●pos Flowste — Kakopumpos — dragone — Leloomenos — hodge — podge . ner● So long a comming ? oh would I had nere begun't now , for I feare mee these roaring come fruites of the earth , and tread vpon my corn — oh , ith Country . gra●st beholding to thunder & lightning at this time it gracst you well I can tell you ? Blutt Blurt , blutt theirs nothing remaines to put thee blutt Blutt , blurt theirs nothing remaines to put thee to paine oncly All's past now , — onely to reueale that the chaines ith Garden where Ed● supposed to goe . Edm at keyhoole . I uh Fuh uh long agoe , tis all , as twas at first ' what a steame the Rogue has left be hind him ? foh this roome must be ayrd Gentlemen it sinells foh this roome must be ayrd Gentlemen it smells horribly of Brimstoone — lets open the windowes ma●ster Faith maister Edmond tis but your conceite , bele●ue entertaine a litle sport till they come ; make him beleeue , youle charme him inuisible , hes apt to inusib'e wand thrice ore your head , and charme you inuisible . ●indnesse Nay I should hardly deny you such a small kindnesse Master Edmond Plus , why looke you sir tis Edm Edm. ' Pi●. PIe. I● Shall I? — may be some spirit that haunts the circle coniur● O my nose , agen , pray coniure then Captaine . goodiest A good iest Georg : , — not now you are not Sir , Why Georg A goodiest George : , — not now you are not Sir , Why did ●id Georg : , — not now you are not Sir , Why did you not see me when I did vncharme you ? vn channe not Sir , Why did you not see me when I did vncharme you ? bauck , rare man : twas as iust ith' Rosemarie banck , as if one should ha laide it there — oh W●d. Wid. 〈◊〉 worthy Captaine , and 'tis a fine Title truely la to bee a Captaines Wife , a Captaines Wife sought seeing , these were those Brothers , that fought and bled before our doore . Ski●m. Skirm. S●●iffe mee audience , and you especially Maister Sheriffe : 〈◊〉 Yon man is bound to execution , Because he wounded this that now lyes ●auour But vnder fauour Maister Sheriffe , if this man had beene Coffln Bearers set downe the Coffin , — this were wonderfull , and worthy Stoes qua tha Beare him in , quotha tha , pray call out the Maides , I shall me , I cannot abide to handle a Ghost of all mē . Shloud sbloud , let me see , where was I drunke last night p●esently villaines , bid the Maides make him a Cawdle presently to settle his braine , — or a Posset of mun there ? see you this goodly chaine sir , mum , no more words , twas lost , a dis found a dis chaine sir , mun , no more words , twas lost , and is found againe ; come my inestimable bullies dis sir , mun , no more words , twas lost , a is found againe ; come my inestimable bullies al ready What already Maister Edmond . the● Parson , and then run to the Millanor , and then run home agen . help Fagh an houre ago I helpt 'em my selfe . ●itted Captaine Idle , now my Ladie Mother wilbe fitted for a delicate name , my Ladie Idle , my Lalie for a delicate name , my Ladie Idle , my Ladie Idle , the finest name that can be for a Pie-bo●rd sister Francis , that wilbe Mistris Francis Pie-boord , Mistris Francis Pie-boord , theill keepe isayth sweete Captaine Father inlaw a rare perfume ifayth . red dines Faw , there e'en vpon reddines dines I can assure you ? for they were at Totch I can assure you ? for they were at there Torch e'en now , by the same token I tumbled downe prce O the musitians I pree the Maister Edmond call 'em in and licquour the O the musitians I pree thee Maister Edmond call 'em in and licquour Eneter Enter Sir Iohn Penidub , and Moll aboue lacing I. Pen . Tis I forge●ie O monstrous vn-heard of forgerie . reue'ation much besotted on slights and forgeries , the reuelation of their villanies will make 'em loathsome Iee at a eleuen , Ther's good hope yet ; come Ile relate all to him . Godsrey Bridegromes Captaine and Scholler after them , Sir Godfrey and Edmond , Widdow change in apparell , change after them , Sir Godfrey and Edmond , Widdow chandge in apparell , mistris Francis led betweene ●●d meetes them a Noble man , Sir Oliuer Muckil , and Sir Andrew Tip-staffe . you husband — Such is the peeuish Moone that rules your bloods . An Impudent fellow best woes you you For what they haue besotted your easie blood withall , weare nought but forgeries eoozenage al : nothing but meere knauery deceit and coozenage . crast indeed I wondred that my husband with all his craft could nor keepe himselfe out of purgatory wonder And I more wondered that my chaine should be gon and my Taylor Conture while , and thou gotst him out of pryson to Coniure for it who did it admirably fustianly , vilainty O vilainy of vilanies , but how came my chaine there flane kill a man then Steale thou knowst , Out slaue Ile rend my lyon from thy back — with mine lyon Steale thou knowst , Out slaue Ile rend my lien from thy back — with mine owne hands . trne betweene you , Not that in these , I blemish the true Title of a Captaine , or blot the faire me your eys and your purest affections , vpon men of estimation both in Court and Citty , Citry , vpon me of estimation both in Court and Citty , that hath long woed you , and both with lo●es Sirs , I and my daughter haue wrongd your loues . quo● Deus dedit his quoq finem 〈◊〉 Deus dedit his quoq finem