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THE NOBLE Stranger . As it was Acted at the Private House in Salisbury Court , by her Maiesties Servants .

The Author , L. S.

Hor. Lenius irritant animos demissa per aures , Quàm quae sunt oculis commissa fidelibus —

Imprinted at London by I. O. for Iames Becket , and are to be sold at his shop at the Inner Temple gate , in Fleet-streete . 1640.

The Actors Names . KIng of Naples . Honorio the Stranger . Fabianus his Friend . Philomusus a Noble Lord . Callidus an envious Lord . Moronzo an ancient Lord , Father to Clara and Marania . Lord . Mercutio , A Poet . Two Students of the Law . Plod . Fledwit . Pupillus , A foolish Gentleman . Women . Princesse . Marania . Clara . Lady . Flavia , a Wench .
To the Worthy Knight Sir Edmund Williams , &c. SIR ,

THough Poems of this Nature have sustain'd such cruell fate , as if the ( seeming ) Catoes of the stage had judg'd the world , grown to a Plurifie in Wit , and no meanes left to Cure , save onely wounding ; This Play , ( I dare not say how worthy ) was received generally well upon the Stage , which begets a hope , that having parted with my interest in it to the world , it will not fall under your Opinion , whom I presume to Elect as Iudge , not Patron : The latter being growne , by servile imitation to a word of forme descends beneath your worth : But by the first , your Candid censure has power to curbe that faction , which swelling to be Criticall , extends ( like bubbles ) to such Ayrie thinnesse , that seeming all , they lose themselves to nothing . As for the name of Poet , it is a stile I never aimed at , ( though afarre off I have admired their sacred Raptures ) and therefore will not be injurious to your Expectation , to bribe your Acceptance with promising Workes of a higher strain hereafter , this being only the Issue of some vacant houres , which if you vouchsafe at like times to smile on , there ends the ambition of him , who at becomming distance , desires to be knowne

Your Honourer , Lewis Sharpe .
To his Friend the Author on his Comedy , called the Noble Stranger . FRiend , from me thou canst not expect a praise , My Muse can give no Cypres nor no Baies : She cannot though she would be vile , expresse One syllable to make thy merits lesse : Nor can she , had she rob'd the fluent store Of Donns wise Genius , make thy merits more : No , 't is thy owne smooth numbers must preferre Thy Stranger to the Globe-like Theatre . But yet perhaps some squint-ey'd set will look Worse then Magicians when they spell the book Of exorcisme , yet doe not feare the danger Of Critick Readers , since thy Noble Stranger , With pleasing strains has smooth'd the rugged Fate Of oft cram'd Theatres , and prov'd fortunate : Smile at their Frownes , for I dare boldly say , Who ere dislikes it cannot mend thy Play . Richard Woolfall .
Prologue . BLest Fate protect me ! what a lustre's here ? How many Starres deck this our little spheare ? And all predominate , have the influence To blast , or cherish , punish , or dispence : Your aspects yet are cleare , then joyn in one , And prove a happy constellation . Our Author does beleeve there will not want Some to subscribe the Factious Covenant Of your prescitian wits , if such there are , Proclaime 'hem Rebells , and bid open warre . 'Las Poesie 's become so shallow now , All knowes to judge , what like , what disallow . The briske Shops fore-man undertakes with 's Ell To sound the depth of Aganippas Well : Weigh out each syllable , measure each line , And then with as much confidence define Whether false or currant , as those who know Distinction 'twixt Phaebean straines and low . Our Country audience too will crye downe playes ; And why , there is not foole enough he sayes . Gentlemen , y' are grown queasie too of late , 'T is meere variety does satiate . Faith use our Author well , breath gentle ayre : Force not his blooming hopes to a despaire . 'T is the first accent of his tender Muse , He hopes 't will please you ; if not , doe not use A severe Censure , for by me he prayes Crowne not with Cypres , though you give no Bayes .
The Noble Stranger .
ACTVS PRIMVS . Senate flourish . Enter King of Naples , on his head a wreath of Bayes , as from Conquest , Honorio , Fabianus , Philomusus , Callidus , Souldiers and attendants at one side of the Stage : Moronzo , Princesse , Clara , Marania , &c. at the other . King . HOw fares our Princely daughter ? how hast thou Brook'd the long absence of our tedious warre , Wherewith we have in blood drown'd those Rebells That sought the downfall of our Peace and State , And now return'd , crown'd with victorious Laurell ? Prin . Most royall Father , I have with sighes and teares , Numbred the jarring minutes since your sad Departure , and had ere this been wrapt i the cold Embraces of the grave , had not the great Antidote Of a Fathers blessing , given me at Your departure , beene my Protector from Death and Fortunes frowne , a renewing of Which , thus on my knees I crave . Kneeles . King . Rise , thou hast it : And may all those joyes that tender mothers Wish their young infants , playing in their armes , Be multiply'd upon thee . Cal . The King's transported . Hon . Has he not cause , possest of such a treasure ; That did Kings know it , they would pay their Crownes As tribute to her vertue . Cal . You speak not as a stranger of the Court ; But like one had spent his time in study Of the Courtly Rhetoricke . Hon . No more : see the King addresses him This way . King . And now the rugged brow of Warre is ( By that power which protects Kings sacred persons , And their rights ) made faire and smooth agen , Looke with a gracious eye on these whose true Worth deserves the stile of Noble : these Are they whose armes and swords have beene Supporters of our lives and State , so as In honour we must needs shew such grace Their valour has deserv'd . Prin . All that a maid may doe , ty'd by duty To a Fathers will , freely I performe : They kisse her hand . As for the Common Souldiers , let your Bounty flow in Gold as largies for their Well spent labours . Hon . Excellent Lady . King . Moronzo 't is your charge to give each one A free reward . Mor . I shall my Liege . Souldiers meet me at the publicke Treasury . Sol . We shall ; Heavens crown our King with peace . Ex. Sold . King . But for these , my Kingdome 's all too little , Especially this Gentleman , being To Honorie . A stranger : and as he sayes a Sycilian borne , but for some causes Recorded within himselfe , which I le not urge , Came to inhabite in our confines , and When our Quarrell , almost desperate with The enemy had like to be overthrowne For want of present aid , this most noble Deserver of the stile of valour , not Onely in person , but with a flowing Measure of Coyne and Servants came unto Our aide , by which we wonne the day . Cal . The King does largely praise him . Fab . And nobly he deserves it . Cal . We 're but foyles to set his lustre off . Fab . Envy no honour the King pleases to conferre Upon him : for in his noble breast both Our deservings meet . Cal . Not I Sir . Hon . Great King , how ere you please to shoure thus Your favours on my poore deserts , being A stranger , and one that came not to your Aid alone for honour ; but incited by heaven , And justice of the cause , which I was bound In duty to performe , being a subject , Though no native , and in that you might Challenge what was done as duty , not thus Descend to give me thankes for that which was Your owne before : For had my starres allotted Me heire to a Kingdome , this bare Acknowledgement had beene more than my Merit could deserve , or state ere recompence . Prin . A Noble gentleman , and seems the throne Of vertue : something within me is not Well ; I feele a flame about my heart , which For the present I must suppresse . King . Your modesty ( Honorio ) striving To cloud that voluntary aid you gave us , With an impulsive duty , does but ( In me ) increase your value and lay a Stronger ground for a more firme affection . Hon . Look this wayes Sir ; 't is these whose true valour , And brave atchievements , merits this flowing Language : for what poore service my ability Coud performe ( though 't was by Heavens all-guiding Power ) directed to a good event , Yet came it late : but these , when your enemies Plumes wav'd with triumphant glory on their Helmets top , these flew like lightning , shot From the hand of Jove , and blasted those Rebells in their height of glory : but when I came , their bravest forces were decay'd , ( Though their number exceeded yours ) their Battalias broken , their Ensignes lost , their Leaders slaine , and onely a vast confusion Was their head : there 't was easie to resist Where order was not guide . King . I should expresse an ingratitude that Woud for ever blast the name of King , If not render these that honour their Valour has deserv'd : t is true , they fought Bravely , and every stroak , like deaths fatall Sithe , hew'd downe their enemies before 'hem : Yet nere the lesse , we had o'most lost the day , When you like a second Mars brake forth , and And gave us victory : their helpes most sweet , prevents The greatest danger . Hon . There 's no contending 'gainst your gracious bounty : Shield me Divinity , what feele I here ! King . Well Fabianus and Callidus , be neere In person as affection to us . And for you Honorio , chuse your place : You have such freedome as becomes your worth . Philomusus , though we have hitherto Beene silent in your praise ; we doe confesse How much we owe to your free noble spirit : And though traduc't by such whose contagious Breath will prove their owne bane : t is enough we Know thy worth , that thou canst as well Court Bellona in a shade of horrour , As tread a peacefull measure in a Pallace . Phil . This Character my Liege so farre scapes me , As makes me doubt to whom your intents are Directed . King . To thee alone Philomusus : Say Lords , enjoyes not that man a noble Genius , Who can , and will when warre assaults , lend aid Unto his Soveraigne , and when faire peace Triumphs in height of glory , fill all his Court with pleasure : we have , with no lesse Admiration , beheld the worthy Labours of thy Pen , where every Line Has captivated fancy , then those thy Brave atchievements in the field . Phil . Were I not man , this language were enough To staine my cheeks with blushes . Hon What s he the King pleases so much to honour ? Fab . One whose praise is no Hyperbole to his worth . King . Well Philomusus , you must spurre on your Pegasus for some new invention To Crowne our peacefull triumph : to morrow We shall expect a Masque . Phil . The time is suddaine , you 'll Not expect it rare . King . No , no : lead on before Flourish . Ex. omnes , manet Philomusus . Phil Tomorrow , 't is somewhat suddaine , And startles my invention . Enter Mercutio . Mercutio ? Mer . My honour'd Lord . Phil . Thou art hap'ly met : The King has impos'd somewhat a suddaine Taske on my weake Muse , to prepare a Masque : Thou art a pretty Poet , and maist give me A hint for the device ; I have esteemed it One of the defects in Nature to scorne Advise from those whose worth cou'd yield it . Mer . Faith my Lord , I have such obligation To your merit , that I shou'd count my best Of labours , crown'd in that act shoud serve you : Yet withall , so much I prize your honour , I wou'd not have you ( might I presume to Counsell ) draw the same aire with him who is But thought a Poet . Phil . The reason . Mer . O my Lord , experience produces many : 'T will take off from the glory of your worth , Shou'd you in your workes expresse a soule Active as Celestiall fire , a sence Profound as Oracle ; such as wou'd dart Amazement at the world ; yet wou'd the Canker Envy feed upon your honour , And charge you with such imputations As wou'd transport your soule but to imagine , Much lesse be guilty . Phil . How prethee ; with what ? Mer . I have , with an inraged spirit , heard The Monster-multitude traduce you , and such Men , whose very hearts wou'd scorne what s not Heroicke , imputing noble actions as vaine-glorious : And when their eyes and eares were witnesse Of your seraphick Contemplations : Glutted with envy wou'd charge you with Keeping stipendary Muses : the like To others , 'cause they inherite more by Nature than learning does bestow , and whose Chaste Virgin Muse , wou'd scorne An adulterate straine . Phil . This all ( Mercutio ? ) nay then I le not doe Them that courtesie to feare , I shou'd Esteeme that glory darker than Chaos Cou'd from their slight breath admit Privation : no , no , the curse of dulnesse Pursue 'hem all , I am above their spight . Mer . But pray my Lord , where is that exquisite Sprightly wit , you formerly were wont To converse withall , I need not name him , You know him by th' Character . Phil . Very well Mercutio ; he has Throwne away the Laurell , gain'd i th' Court and City , for a fresher , and one More free from envy in the field . Mer . His worth deserves it . Phil . No more of this ; to the ground of our device ; What thinke you of — Whispers . Enter Pupillus . Pup .

This Court is a brave place to live in : oh if I could come to speake , or be acquainted with the Lord Philomusus , whom the whole Townes long tongue talkes on for the brave wit ; and by miracle prove a wit too ; I would paint the great Posts at ●ny Fathers dore , turne Praetor of the City , and keepe open house for all the wits i th' towne ; and some of 'hem poore soules have neede on 't : for I have heard they are glad oft-times to feede upon stone in a Cathedrall Church — Those were acute wits by my faith law — I am within smell of some Gallants — and sight of 'hem too — Impudence ! O impudence ! possesse mee — I will speake to hem — Worshipfull Lords — I have an eternall ambition , to salute you in the lower part —

Phil .

In the name of innocence —

Pup .

No sir , in my owne name .

Mer .

'T is all one , I doe applaud your sweet humility , Honourable Sir .

Pup .

Y' are mistaken : I was never so much honoured before : indeed I meet with some that worships me sometimes , but you may perhaps prophesie , ( as the vulgar terme it ) in calling me honourable at first sight .

Mar.

Now by Pernassus , he resembles bright Apollo .

Pup .

Who I Sir , that were fine yfaith — But harke you a word in your eare , I would bee loath to bewray my selfe before every one — but that Apollo was my owne Uncle .

Mer .

Now Phoebus he was .

Pup .

I have sed it Sir — He sold Sun-dialls at the signe of the Bay-tree : oh he was as fine a man by report , as ever told what 's a Clocke .

Mer .

A youth of Apollo's race ! 'fore Iove you must needes be fortunate .

Pup .

I hope so : to tell you the troth , my Father was a Citizen , and a Mercer , and having a larger fortune upon his head than the rest of his neighbours , met with good pay-masters , and after his Decease my mother wou'd be sure , if any man tooke up her commodity , he shou'd put in security , which raised her too : but growing old , and finding commings in to be but short , last fall kickt up her heeles , and left me all the wealth she had : Now in good faith Sir , having this estate , I have a great desire to ride in the high way of preferment .

Mer .

How meane you sir ?

Pup .

To be made a Courtier , and a wit — I have money enough , and would be loath to have either wit or honour but what be paid for .

Phil .

He sayes well in that few has .

Pup .

But I wou'd faine speake with the Lord Philomusus , they say he 's able to teach wit , and procure Honour too .

Mer .

Why this is the Lord Philomusus .

Phil .

Thou didst ill to discover me .

Pup .

O I beseech your Lordship to pitty my honourable intentions , and the desire I have to be made a Wit .

Phil .

He might write nil ultra , that perform'd it .

Pup .

Here 's Gold sir : a soveraigne metall for a wit .

Phil .

I have no need on 't , pray keep it sir : how shal 's be rid of him ? — I have it ; Mercutio dost heare , thou maist want ( the Generall disease of Poets ) 't were justice thou didst pursue this humour both for profit and delight : I le referre him to you .

Mer .

If you thinke fit , I care not to bestow some idle houres on him .

Phil .

Doe so . — Doe you heare Sir , this Gentleman can performe what you desire better , and with more speed than I.

Pup .

Say you so sir : with all my heart .

Phil .

Doe : my affaires call me away . Farewell Mercutio . Exit .

Mer .

Good day to your Lordship .

Pup .

I want onely friends and impudence — Now if I might be so happy to find both in you .

Mer .

You shall Sir .

Pup .

You shall finde me simply honest .

Mer .

Of that I make no question : but if you have e're a spare purse of money about you , ' twoud not be cast away , I shall use some in making friends at Court .

Pup .

Doe they buy friendship here then you shall have money to pay for 't — There Sir . Gives him money .

Mer .

You must have instructions too before you come , how to deport your selfe both in Discourse and manners : my imployments are now somewhat weighty in affaires of State ; may I but know your lodging , I shall attend you there at some time more opportune both for your selfe and me .

Pup .

With all my heart : I have committed my selfe to the Inns of Chancery , for the better grace ; but feeding i th' Commons agrees not with my stomacke ; so as I have my dyet in a little Alley hard by at a Cooks house , where you may finde me above the eating houres . You may know the shop by a Calves head commonly in 't .

Mer .

I make no question but to finde you there sir .

Pup .

Very likely Sir ; pray keep your promise . Exit .

Mer .

I shall not faile . Enter Flavia . Who 's that walkes there so demurely ? oh 't is Flavia , the Court Jennet , one that has try'd all constitutions , complexion , and degrees , from the Lord under the Canopy to th' Page i th' Lobby , was once an easie doing waiting woman , that wou'd fall in love with this Lords begge , and that Revellers backe , till at last su'd , pray'd , and wonne with oathes , wou'd scarce hold breathing , she grew rotten ripe , and fell with every touch ( poxe on 't , I remember she 'd needs trye a Poets straine too ) now i th' name of Venery what 's she musing on ? how to preserve her beauty till the next fall : I le interrupt her ; Flavia how is & wench ?

Fla .

Is what sir .

Mer .

Is any thing , every thing — What a poxe ail'st ? this humour becomes thee scurvily ; thou wo't spoyle that little handsomnesse thou hast left . What wouldst thou say wench , if I cou'd helpe thee to a husband , a young husband , a rich husband , one thou mightst Cuckold at his beds feet , and he not a grain the wiser .

Fla .

You talke .

Mer .

Talke ? by this hand I ne're came short of doing with thee yet , though I paid for 't — Come , out of pitty I owe thee a good turne , and if I can , will do 't .

Fla .

Alas Sir , He not marry .

Mer .

Not marry ; why what a devill dost thou meane to doe ? live to be abhominable ugly , and scorn'd by th' Foote-boyes , goe to Law with Laundresses , for scratching out thy eyes , trust that little stock of money thou hast gathered to set up a house of Garnality i th' Suburbs , with a publicke Notary , he breaks and runnes away to Amsterdam ; live too friend lesse , eye-lesse , toothlesse , and thy Nose notable to endure a jest .

Fla .

I must confesse you alleage strong reasons — But pish , thou dost but jest Marc●t●● .

Mer .

Why then farewell , and a pox take thee at first , for 't will have thee it ●●end .

Fla .

I th' once ; which end ?

Mer .

Why i th' worst 〈◇〉 about thee : prethee let a●● goe .

Fla .

Stay , this is but Poeticke rage , a Rapture — Tell me who is 't ?

Mer .

If thou 't be mak'd ●e tell thee : 'T is a Citizens sonne , one borne by inheritance to be a Cuckold ; and thy marrying of him will not crosse his Fate .

Fla .

Doe you thinke to effect it ?

Mer .

Oh you may worke him like Waxe . Tom Fled-wit , and will Plod at his fellow Students in the Innes of Chancery , they 'l doe you any courtesie you knows , If they bee not acquainted with him , they shall ; like meet 'hem there tomorrow , and propound it .

Fla .

If it proceed , and take effect , I am all yours . The Court is risen from supper , I must away .

Mer .

The Lord Philomusus expects . Me too : Farewell . Exeunt .

Enter Princesse and Clara . Prin .

But did my looks betray so strange a Conflict in my heart ?

Clar .

Madam they did ; and one but of a dull discerning eye . Might well perceive those sparkling flames , shot like Comets from your eyes , to speake a stranger fire Had surpriz'd your heart .

Prin .

Yet strove I to suppresse 'hem with all the Rationall powers of my soule , but it Avail'd not .

Cla . Not to be taxt of flattery , I dare With confidence affirme , if one that 's mortall And compos'd of earth , ( as he that 's greatest Is no more , although compacted of A purer mold ) can but deserve a blisse so Great as is your love : Honorio is the man . Prin .

But prethee lock up i th' privatst concave Of thy breast , the passion I have discover'd .

Cla .

I le not name it to my selfe , least the aire Convey it to some others eare .

Prin . This shall binde Me to thy bosome . Enter Honorie and Fabianus . See Honorio and his friend . Hon .

The Princesse in private conference , Let s withdraw .

Fab . Prethee come forward enjoy thy wonted freedome . What Magick spell has charm'd thee into Dulnesse ; come , I gesse the cause : flye not that fire , For want of which thou thus becom'st a Frozen Statue . Prin . What starting backe Fabianus ? doe you Make our presence fearefull to your stranger Friend , one to whom our Country in part does It Freedome . Fab .

Madam not I.

Prin . T is well and you con'd possesse me with an Opinion , that he who has out-fac'd An Army , shou'd shrinke at a Ladyes Presence . Hon . Madam , impute it not to feare , but a Religious awe , that dares not approach So much Divinity , but with a sacred Preparation , such as when the holy Priest , bowes at the Altar of incensed Deities . Prin .

So late a Souldier , and so soon a Courtier .

Hon .

Your softnes Madam , would convert what were Most Barbarous to Civill .

Prin .

You wou'd make a fine ●amorato .

Hon .

I shou'd be proud to be what you create mee —

Fab . Lady 't has pleas'd the Princes to entertaine Discourse with my best friend : will you not Taxe me of too great presumption , if I Lay hold on this occasion to present my service . Cla .

Wherefore ?

Fab .

To love and honour you .

Cla . For what ? Fab . For your beauty , for those faire eyes that have Transfixt my heart . Cla .

Nay , rather hate 'hem , be reveng'd , and wish 'Hem blind as Cupid .

Fab .

Wish to eclips those heavenly lamps that lend The world their light .

Cla . Your Courtship is too light and ayrie to Obtaine beleefe ; this language wou'd doe well To such who love to heare men runne division On their praise : I can heare you as a Courtier , But your speeches will as soone finde death in My forgetfulnesse , as they receiv'd a Superfluous life from your fluent braine — Enter Moronzo , Callidus , and Marania . Mischiefe of this prevention ; I feare I have too much slighted him . Mor . Sir this Noblenesse becomes you , not to Seeke to surprize a Virgins tender heart , Apt for any impression , before You had gain'd her parents liking and Consent ; to which I shall the sooner yield , Having so sure a symptome of your Reall worth ; if all men bore your mind , We shou'd not daily view the frequent ruine Of prepostrous matches . Mar.

And sir rest confident in me , I nere will Yield my heart , but where you give my hand .

Mor .

May thy duty prove to all a faire example .

Cal .

Sir , I will not urge your hasty answer , though I desire a swift arrivall to my joy .

Mor . You say well ; things of this nature require Some respite to resolve ; we 'll chuse some other Time to furnish this discourse — There 's the Princesse and your sister ; give your attendance , Urgent imployments calls me away . Cal .

Your humble servant .

Prin .

Enough , here 's Company .

Cal . Who are these , Honorio and Fabianus ? My heart swells to behold 'hem ; 't were as Possible a Common-wealth shou'd stand , When there are two Competitors for th'Crowne , As I to brooke their glory that eclipses Mine : Paid not these veines as large A tribute to that Crimson flood as theirs ? Honour's as blind as fate , and knowes to Distribute justly : but I le obscure this passion , Till a just revenge does meet me . Worthy Honorio . Noble Fabianus . Hon .

Both yours to serve you .

Prin .

It growes late , let s to our Chamber .

Cal .

Lights there for the Princesse . Ex. omnes , man . Hon . & Fab .

Fab . Stay friend a word , what successe ? I perceiv'd the Princesse view'd you With an attractive eye . Hon .

Didst marke it , and retaine thy former Temper ; wer 't not Planet-strook with those Starre-like eyes ?

Fab .

There was another , though not in so high A Spheare , by whose influence my heart Receiv'd a flame .

Hon .

I did observe your Complement with Clara : Say , dost thou affect her ?

Fab .

Deare , as the expectation of my future Blisse .

Hon . O friend thou art happy , there is equality In fortune betwixt you two : but what alas Remaines for me that am a stranger , and A Subject , one she knowes not whence Deriv'd ; his being onely to passe by her with A silent admiration , till my owne flames Consume me . Fab . Come , let s recollect the ornaments of Man , our reason , and enjoy the treasure Of our friendship in a timely Councell , — What fittest course to steere : Let s to our Chamber , and discourse it there . Exeunt .
ACTUS SECUNDUS . Enter Honorio , and a Boy . Hon . SEE Aurora puts on her Crimson blush , And with resplendant raies guilds o're the top Of you aspiring hill : the pearly dew Hangs on the Rose buds top , and knowing it Must be anon exhaled , for sorrow shrinkes It selfe into a teare : the early Larke , With other winged Choristers of the Morne , Chanting their Anthems in harmonious aires : Let those whose sleepes are sound , and quiet as The dead of night , rise and partake those sweets This place affords , they are not for me to joy in . These are the Princesse lodgings , That her window ! Come boy , breath Out my sorrowes in a mournfull aire . Boy . Song . TEll me Jove , should she disdaine , Whether were it greater paine , Silent in thy flames to dye , Or say I love , and she deny . Flames supprest , doe higher grow , Shou'd she scorne when she does know Thy affection ; thou shalt prove A glorious Martyrdome for love . Better to Loves mercy bow , She may burne as well as thou : On then tim'rous heart proceed : For wounds are death that inward bleed . Exit . Enter Princesse above . Prin . What Harmon is that ? say who 's below ? Hon . The admirer of your vertues Madam . Prin . Who , Honorio ? Hon . The same . Prin . Was it you that sent those pleasant accents to me ? Hon . My duty made me strive to be the first This morning might salute your care . Prin . I shall find a time for recompence : 'T is a pleasant walk you tread , Keep on your path . Hon . Your humble Honourer ; oh love be now Propitious , and flatter not my poore Credulous heart , with a gentle gale of Comfort , and suffer 't to split against The Rocks of ruine ; no , thy heart I know Is tender as thy youth , and does relent To know my sufferings . Enter Fabianus . My friend , I am too narrow to containe My joy , thou 'rt happily arriv'd to beare A part ; I have seene the Princesse . Fab .

Is her highnesse so early stirring ?

Hon . Yes Fabianus , and my heart that now Felt heavier to me than an Atlas load Shee ha's rarifi'd to ayre . Enter Princesse and Clara . Fab .

See she 's descended , with her the Mistris Of my heart .

Hon .

Thus have I seene the dawning day break from The Easterne hills .

Prin .

Morrow Fabianus .

Fab . Your creature Madam : Lady vouchsafe your lip , To Clara With the Exchange of some few words in private . Prin . You keep still your constant walke Honorio : 'T was a pleasing ayre you last presented ; Me thought it bare a sound of Love . Hon . Madam , be pleased to give it some other Stile ; for me to sound unto your care that name Were a presumption farre above his , that Stole the fire from Heaven . Prin . You seeme modest , to encrease your value : Come I know you are in love , who is 't You serve ? Fab . Madam , beleeve my tongue was never Stranger to my heart ; at every looke you Doe create new flames ; and like the vestall Hearth , which once extinguisht , nought Cou'd replenish , except like Holy fire Your eyes does wound my heart , and with a smile You cure againe . Cla . Courtiers are so prone , on each slight fancy Of a Ladyes humour , to beleeve themselves The onely object of their loves , that we , Nor know how to give look or smile , but straight With flattering Oratory they lay traines To blow up our unspotted honours . Fab . O harbour not a thought so wicked of My love , lest the entertainment ( being Wrongfully suppos'd ) staine the immaculate Purity of your soule . Cla . Sir you heare not me accuse you , but in An affaire so important as is the cause Of love , she that doubts not , shall nere attaine To surety . Hon . Pardon , Madam , if with unhallowed breath I sound what may prove offensive to your eare , Blame not my forward zeale , you being The Motive . Prin . On then . Hon . I love you Madam . Prin . Ha! Hon . Again I breath my soule — I love you Madam . Prin . T was boldly utter'd , what prompts you to this Insolence ? Hon . Oh love , I 'me blasted . Fab . The Princesse seems mov'd . Cla . But a storm , 't will soone be over . Prin . Are you , because a stranger , ignorant Of our Lawes , which makes it death for any man To move affection to her , who is Heire to th'Crowne ? if so , you may plead excuse : Else know you are guilty of a Crime , will pluck The Lawes severity on your head . Hon . Can Law or torture fright his soule , who is Every houre extended on the wrack ; No , since you despise me , 't will adde unto My future happinesse , when Love shall know I 'me one that dy'd your Martyr , and for my Body , when entomb'd in earth , a Cypres Tree Shall spring up from my grave , under whose shade Such mournfull lovers , as are punish'd With disdaine , shall come and pay sad tribute Of their teares , which by that charitable Aire converts ; the falling dew into a frost , Shall be congeal'd , and raise to my sad Memory a lasting Monument of Transparent Christall . Prin . Nay cleare your brow , I' me none of those that take Pleasure in tormenting Lovers : 't were a Sinne the gods themselves wou'd punish , shou'd my Disdaine raze so faire a building ; retaine Your manly freedome , although I know it Sutes not with my birth to give incouragement To a Subjects love , yet we 're bound to Cherish true worth , though in persons Of a meaner ranke . Hon . Oh let me adore the miracle of Nature ; You speak a soule more perfect than an Angels . Prin . Cease these hyperboles , and rest assured , As time shall increase my opinion of Your worth , I shall dispose my heart — But secresie as you expect my love , Or your own safety — so — farewell : Come Clara , My Father expects us at the Temple — Cla . I cannot stay sir ; but in that ring receive Your answer . Fab . I accept it as a sentence of despaire or blisse : — See friend What happinesse is here contain'd . Hon . Hast prevail'd ? Fab . Yes , and if thy love prospers as mine has done , We 'l both sing hymnes to Cythereas Son . Exeunt . Enter Callidus and Marania . Cal . Now Lady , your Fathers goodnesse has left you To your owne dispose ; and I , the admirer Of your vertues , have free leave to present My best affection ; then save that creature , Whose life depends on you , whose every Power ownes not himselfe , but you : You are that Deity , to whom my heart Presents its first devotion , and in A holy flame remains a sacrifice , till You please accept it . Mar. I shou'd prove unto my selfe unjust , In the neglect of one that nobly loves : Therefore what affection I may bestow , And yet retaine my freedome , I meane That freedome , by which I may on just occasion Withdraw my heart ; I were ingratefull Shou'd I not present . Cal . May I become the scorne of time , and all Mens hate pursue me , when I prove so foule To give occasion you call back your love . Mar. Cease these hasty protestations , and I assure my selfe the purenesse of your soule Is without spot or blemish ; and while you So continue , I shall boast me happy i th' Glory of such a choise . Cal . O let me flye into your bosome , and On your lip confirme my happinesse , there Study some new way of number to multiply My blisse — the treasuries of grace and nature , Were quite exhausted to accomplish your Perfections . Mar. Fie , fie , leave for shame . Cal . What ? Mar. This superfluous language ; I am none Of those Ladies that are taken with Poetick Raptures , verses of their haire , Flattering Acrosticks , and their names So dis-joynted with an Anagram , 't would Puzzle ten Magicians to put 'hem together Againe : I esteeme not golden language ; 'T was seldome bestow'd on man , but to Guild a Copper soule within him . Cal . Can you be so cruell to deeme my Language feign'd ? Mar. Nor am I : I grant you love and Poesie are divine , Commonly infus'd together , yet Ordinarily 't is ty'd to rules of flattery . Cal . Farre be it from me to speak a language Shou'd displease your eare . Mar. Well , more Oratory would but bring The rest into suspition , whether it Be reall , let it suffice , I love you , And if all occurrents sute my expectation , 'T shall not be long 'fore Hymen scale The Contract Cal . Heere s the Courts Quotidian , Shakes all about him . Enter Princesse , and Clara ; Hon . and Fab . Prin . Marania , why had we not your attendance To th' Temple ? I gesse the cause . Cal . 'T was my happinesse , with her Fathers leave To hold a short discourse : I hope it does Not offend you Madam . Prin . By no means : and if it were of love you Treated , may you prosper as I wish my owne desires . Cal . You 're bounteous Madam . Prin . Noble Philomusus , Enter Philomusus . My Fathers Court is happy in one so Much deserving Phil . You too much honour me . Prin . I wou'd have you Fabianus and this Noble Stranger mutually friends , Your deserts are so much equall . Cal . I 'me left out then : There may be a time for a revenge . Phil . Let s embrace , and prove the Trium-viri of True friendship , happy in this union : More happy in that you have Pleas'd to joyne us . Cal . Me thinks Honorio and the Princesse are In deepe discourse — Shee smiles in his face — Darts amorous glances — if she shou'd affect Him now ; I 'de wish no deeper Precipice To his ruine . Phil . Madam , the Masquers within are ready . Prin . Then let s away . Exeunt omnes . Enter Mercutio , Plod , and Fled-wit . Fled .

My sublime Mercurian I by all the Codexes of the Law , thou art the Primum mobile of Fancy : If this gull continue but his state of innocence , we shall have Dinners , Sack , and wenches in the Seraglios gratis .

Plod .

Nay , and we can marry him to Flavia , wee le drink , dance , and revell with his wife till midnight , and make him carry the Lanthorne .

Mer .

D 'ee heare then , be advis'd by me , you two shall 〈◇〉 with slight arguments to disswade him from the 〈◇〉 worke him more into the opinion of your friendship : the 〈◇〉 present the match , be you sure to give fire , and wee shall 〈…〉 up I warrant you Lads .

Fled .

Oracle ! as I live Oracle : O I cou'd hugge thee for this , my joviall Juvinell .

Mer .

Then be you sure , when J name the party , to seeme to extoll her vertue , beauty , riches , and so forth . And sweare you know her all over to a hair — which you may both with a safe Conscience doe .

Plod .

Nay , for matter of Knowledge , one oath wou'd serve us , and forty more . Enter Pupillus .

Mer .

See he comes , 'fore Iove , feeling for money already — Walke off a little —

Pup .

Right worthy Sir , may these ten Angells guard you : Oh Celestiall pocket .

Mer .

Noble and right generous sir , I doe receive 'hem with as much zeale as a Puritan wou'd cheat his father .

Pup .

And when , and when shall I be indoctrinated , as they say , in these rules of wit and Courtship ?

Mer .

Why when you will .

Plod .

Master Pupillus ?

Pup .

Whoop sir , are you here ? who ! and you too ? and acquainted with this Gentleman ?

Fled .

All of a Messe .

Plod .

But hark you sir , one word with you : wil you leave the laudible , credible , profitable practice of the Law , to study wit and Courtship ?

Pup .

Yes indeed will I : Doe you thinke I will bee troubled with your Burgage , Sockage , and Feodum simplex ; your French and Latine , more barbarous than beggers Canting : and for a Littleton , 't is more hatefull to me than a Prayer Booke .

Plod .

Troth Master Fled-wit I know not what to say , but bona fide , he is one non compos mentis .

Fled .

In-law I am of your opinion .

Mer .

So am not I , I commend him for 't . Wou'd you have him sit wearing out his Buttons , 'gainst his Inke-besquirted Desk , reading of circumcised Latine in Characters , more antique than Aegyptian Hieroglyphicks , transcribing presidents out of old sheep-skins recorded in Anno Sexcentesimo quarto , till his head and Braines be as drye and hollow as his pumice-stone .

Pup .

No , no , they shall ne're bring me to it : what though my Father was a Citizen , and a Mercer , yet my mother was a gentlewoman borne , and who knowes but shee might have a friend at Court like other Citizens wives , to bring their husbands custome , and them trading : if so , there may be good reason , why I have this Courtly itch upon me : Besides , I 'me not the first whose ' Father has measured Ladies commodities by th' yard ; and yet becomes a Coach and sixe horses as well as the best o'm .

Plod .

So farre concordat cum recordo , ( as a man may say ) and perhaps his Father being a landed man , some Courtier was Tenant in Taile with his Mother .

Fled .

Very likely : but faith Master Pupillus , I cou'd wish you wou'd not leave us .

Pup .

I tell you I wou'd not be troubled with your Conjuring termes of Law , for the profit you get in ten Michaelmas tearms , when your Gownes and Consciences are soyld and dabled alike .

Plod .

Believe it sir , were you not our friend , we wou'd not brook this Scandalum Magnatum .

Pup .

Nay be not angry .

Fled .

Not we sir ; because we know every man was not borne with wit enough to be a Lawyer , but for a gallant of these times , the lesse he has the more in fashion . But what will you doe at Court ? 't is not your five hundred a yeare will maintaine your Masques , Playes , Revells , Races , Tennis , Cards , and In , and In with the Ladies , besides your leash of wenches at livery , and when all 's brought to a devastation , what then ?

Pup .

T is but trading with some Merchants wife when her husband 's gone to Sea , to trafficke for Unicornes horne , and I shall never want money to bear me standing : 't is common amongst your broken Cavalleers .

Mer .

He sayes right , there was one Master Had-land , a decayed Gallant , that had spent all his meanes in those wayes you have nam'd , and having nothing left , but the remembrance of his former glory , strook in with one Mistris Sweet-lips a Com-fit makers wife , and she maintaines him now as bravely as any gallant that weares his sword i th' defence of his back-side .

Plod .

This was strange .

Pup .

Phew — talke of want and be a wit — I 'me asham'd on you .

Mer .

Nay , doe but view this gentlemans Physiognomie , does not he looke like one that would be fortunate , or crosse the Proverbe ? does not this beard grow in forme of a Senators ? Perhaps you 'l say he has not that accomplisht wit , learning , or other deserving parts . Why t is ten to one he is the sooner preferred ; no matter for desert , that rises leisurely and by degrees , honour preferres head-long those that have not too much wit to hinder it : Why I have knowne a gentleman turne away his man , because hee had more wit than himselfe . Then to see what waies there are by marriage : a Lady of my acquaintance cast away foure or five thousand pound upon a paire of Capering Legges , and a Head of Haire .

Pup .

Why I have a head of haire , and my owne too could caper for a need : Oh that I cou'd thrust my selfe into a Lady of such a Fortune .

Mer .

I can assure you sir , there are stranger fortunes fall upon some mens heads .

Pup .

Pray don't you thinke , I have a head able to bear as large a Fortune as another man ?

Mer .

A brow for the purpose : I can tell you sir , there is a Lady I cou'd name , a handsome Lady , has somewhat more than every one knowes on —

You know her Gentlemen — in some part .

Fled .

O shee has an estate of twenty Aldermen , besides Frank-tenement Copy-hold , and Tenure in Taile in aboundance .

Mer .

She 's of so gentle a nature too , and so drawing .

Pup .

O delicate .

Plod .

I protest Sir , if you can but get to bee acquainted with her , you may write your selfe the happiest man alive .

Pup .

When may I see her ? I long to be at her .

Mer .

Even when you will .

Pup .

But what shall I doe ; I want hard words to Court her .

Me .

How let me see — 't is no matter , I le tell you , You have read Littleton , and the termes of Law .

Pup .

I ne're read any thing else .

Mer .

Then you shall Court this Lady i th' Lawyers Dialect , t is new ; and cannot but be gratefull .

Pup .

I doe not care for this Littleton , and the termes of Law ; but if I come to 't once , have at her .

Mer .

First let s to the Taverne and drinke Sack , To whet our wits .

Pup .

Content , a match .

Mer .

Come Noble Academians , lusty Wine Shall make 's immortall , there 's our Magazine . Exeunt omn .

ACTUS TERTIUS . Enter Callidus . Cal . MAn , in perfection of his primitive purenesse , Was by the gods created just and free : But forfeiting the Charter of those brave Immunities heavens bounty had conferr'd Upon him , in just revenge of his too Wilfull errour , severall passions straight Sprung up to force him hold a conflict In his soule ; th' effects of which innated Frailty make me prone , Honorio , there ; I there 's the Kingdomes generall Earth-quake : No honours , titles , favours , but are confer'd On him , when every act of mine might claime A Pyramide ; and in honour to brook arrivall Wou'd force antipathy in what were perfect Union : what wou'd not Justice in such a Cause permit ? 't wou'd make man conscious of , And act that otherwise might blemish his Creation to performe : I have perceiv'd some Signes of love betwixt Honorio and the Princesse ; if I can prove it true , it will Be no base revenge to tell the King , since Custome and the Kingdoms Law stiles such Presumption treason ; I am resolv'd , I over . Heard them in the presence appoynt to walke Here in the garden : now in yon thicket I le stay , to heare what language passes Betwixt 'hem : if 't be of love , as I doe Presuppose , my just revenge proves duty Exit behind the Arras . To my King : I heare 'hem comming , I must obscure Enter Honorio and the Princesse . Hon . You 're a Lady in whom consist all that Heaven has rais'd to a perfection : I am too poore to enjoy so great a treasure , And shall be ever , till I grow immortall : Which alone rests in your power to make me : T is not your birth or fortune that I court , Heaven's witnesse with me : for had you bin an Humble shepherdesse , and I a Monarch , This love had beene , 'cause 't was decree'd by Fate : When I first saw you , me thought my soule was Forc'd to obey a traunce , and as a vision My amazed sight beheld you , the Revolution of those Starre-like eyes deserves A new Astronomy to contemplate . Cal . It sutes my wish , doe doe , bite on , and Swallow thine owne Confusion . Prin . Honorio , I have heard you , and as A lover allow of this discourse : but do Not too soone betray your selfe to misery : Alas ther 's danger in affecting me . Hon . T is not that thing cald danger can affright My soule , were you round inclos'd with Rocks of Marble , whose lofty tops shou'd know No distance 'twixt the skies and them ; I wou'd with winged speed scale those Aspiring walls , and in despight of all that Durst detaine you , beare you in my armes Beyond the reach of danger . Cal . So insolent ! there may be wayes to curb you . Prin . This does expresse your will , not power , to Attaine our safety , if you proceed : faith Therefore leave to love me , 't will prove But the ruine of a worthy man , if e're It come to light — my poore heart is forc't To plead against it selfe — Hon . Who shou'd reveale it ? Cal . He does not think an eccho is so neare . Hon . Ther 's none besides our selves that know it , and Fabianus in whom I durst repose my life . Prin . Stay , who 's this ? Enter Fabianus . Hon . None but my friend . Fab . Madam , pardon my suddaine rudenesse ; 't is My love to him , and duty towards you , That prompts me to it : the King , with Rest o th' Lords , are making this way , which Hastned me hither , where I suppos'd you were . To give you notice to breake off discourse , And hast away . Prin . Thy true friendship deserves a Noble Recompence : our next meeting shall be This evening in the private Garden : Hon . I shall not faile : let s haste away . Exeunt . Enter King , Philomusus , Callidus , Moronzo , &c. King . By the faith I owe to Honour , Philomusus , The Masque was well perform'd upon so short A warning — where 's Honorio , our but Divided selfe , partner in heart and Kingdome . Enter Honorio and Fabianus . Cal . He 's here my Liege . King . Honorio , Fabianus , Philomusus , three Jems Make up the poynt verticall in my Laurell . Cal . I serve for nothing : then oh my heart . Hon . You so much honour us , you make our plenty Poore ; rich onely in the amazement of Your bounty . Phil . My Liege , not presuming on my owne Deserts , but your free Justice to revenge The wrong'd , I 'me bold to preferre a sute . King . Thou canst aske but what will prove Our honour to bestow . Phil . Nay , my Liege , I have no Monopoly On foot , to draw on my head the curse Of crying misery . King . I 'me confident . Phil . Then thus my Liege , the late grudge betwixt The ancient King of Portingall , and your selfe , Sprung from the disappoyntment of the Match , betweene your sister ( now Dutches Of Pavia ) and him , by reason of her youth And beauty , not fit for cold embraces : And having made you his proclaimed Enemy ( though in your goodnesse you have Never sought to disturbe the quiet of His peace ) yet by this meanes many of your Painfull loyall Subjects have sustain'd Great losses on the Seas , by divers ships Belonging to the King of Portingall ; Amongst which , certaine Merchants , almost Ruin'd in their estate and fortunes , this Morning desir'd me to move your Majesty To grant 'hem Letters of Mart , for taking , In recompence of their losses , such ships Of the adverse party , as their labours and Good successe , may make them owners of . King . The Motion 's just and noble , and for thy love To th' right of innocence , we here create Thee Secretary of State , draw what thou thinkst Is fit , our royall Hand and Signet shall Confirme it : and because Honorio , and Fabianus Shall grow in honour , as in friendship with you , Honorio we make our Lord high Martiall ; Fabianus publicke Treasurer . Cal . And me not spoken of : I laugh to think How soone their glory will be Eclips'd . Hon . Onely the contemplation of your bounty Must prove our gratitude . King . Enough — Lead on . Exeunt omnes . Enter Mercutio and Flavia . Fla .

Was he so taken , and eager at the report ?

Mer .

As an Usurer of a Prodigall at one and twenty ; All fire ; if thy practis'd iniquity will but suffer thee to dissemble modesty , thou art as sure of him as the Devill of a Catchpole .

Fla .

You a wit , and question a womans dissimulation ; there 's ne're a head i th' City so hard but knowes it by experience .

Mer .

Got to then ; doe not you seeme too suddainly won , but hold off with an attractive distance : 't will make his blood runne hot and higher .

Fla .

Goe teach a common Gamster to cheat , a Puritane to lye , or a Scrivener to keepe his eares , J neede not your learned Maximes .

Mer .

But harke you , harke you , a word by th' way : if after all my paines , care , and counsell , you shou'd , like an old Hospitall , forget your founder ; play the Gypsie and turne honest forsooth , or thrifty , it shou'd be the last charitable act J'de doe for the whole Sexe on you .

Fla .

Condemne me never to know man more if J doe .

Mer .

Goe thy wayes , 't is a strong oath , and J beleeve thee — J have left Pupillus , with his two legall associates , following in a young Practizers pace to th' Hall ju●ling the Country , Clyents Block-heads together , till their braines bee as light as the cause some of hem goes to Law for — Body o'ne wench J heare 'hem comming — On with your vizard of vertue now , and dissemble me like a holy sister of the loving Family .

Enter Pupillus , Plod , and Fled-wit . Plod .

See sir , there is the Lady .

Pup .

O admirable blacke beauty .

Fled .

And your noble friend pleading for you .

Mer .

Madam here is the gentleman J so much Commended ; and though J say it before his face , He is one of a noble disposition , birth , and fortune .

Pup .

He sayes very true Lady .

Fled .

Beauteous Madam , pray honour me to kisse your hand .

Plod .

Though last in Ceremony , J shou'd be proud To be the first might serve you .

Pup .

Poxe on 't , what a block-head was I , I cou'd not say so my selfe — O 't is a melting Creature .

Fled .

So sir , we have made the way for you , enter now .

Pup . I , I , I cou'd enter , and runne through her too : But what to say when I come at her , I know not — But I will speak to her , and because she shall Not say I speak without book , this learned Littleton shall be my prompter — Takes out a booke and holds it in his hand , and looks on it at the breaches . Bright , bright Moon-shine of beauty . Fled . And why not as well Sun-shine ? Pup . Oh I should come too hot upon her . — Moderata Misericordia , Lady . Love like a little theefe has committed Burglary On my heart , rais'd the towne of my Sences . And forces me with hue and cry to your Ladiship . Fla . Alas I have compassion on your flames . Pup . Oh madam , madam , the best part about me 's burnt . Fla . How ! Pup . My heart I meane , and since my eares were Long enough to reach the report of your beauty , I have still desir'd — Licentiam interloquendi With your Ladyship . Mer . J marry sir , this is somewhat . Pup . Oh , when J am once in I can tickle her yfaith . You shall heare me rime too , This Yeare in which love did my heart into his — Balliwicke bring : Is just by computation Tricesimo of the King . Fled . Excellent ! Fla Beleeve it sir , you le put me downe . Pup . T is my desire Lady . Fla . You speake in so quaint a Dialect , J understand you not . Pup . Hist friend , what does she meane by Dialect ? Mer . A delicate way of speaking . Pup . Oh , oh , J beseech you Madam let me be a remitter in Your Grace . — J have chose an action to content you Besides land of all the Tenures in Littleton : as Burgage , Sockage , Escuage , Vilienage and Capite , Cum multis alijs quae nunc praescribere longum est . Mer .

Why Mr. Pupillus , I never knew you were a Scholler before .

Pup .

Faith no great Scholler neither , 't was all the fruit of ten yeares going to Schoole .

Mer . Marry enough to make a Divine in some Countries , Where degrees of Schoole are vendable . Pup .

Why sir , my father was told by a cunning woman , that I should never learne beyond , As in praesenti , and so J never strove to go further .

Mer .

Then the Asse : 't was well .

Pup .

Madam , my heart does make continuall claime to your love , and hopes we shall be joyntenants in affection .

Fla . Sir , you might call my modesty in question , To yield my heart at first to one I never saw before . Pup . Woud you chuse a man by th'fore part Lady ? Fla . You wound my intention , sir . Pup . And you wound my heart : There 's thrust for thrust . But if your coynesse shoud make me prove Felon de se , and kil my selfe , you woud be sorry . Fla . I shoud — but pray sir excuse me , at this time To hold longer discourse with you , some serious Affaires urges my departure — farwell noble Sir . Pup .

But one kisse first , and all this gold to buy you Taffata for blacke patches .

Fla .

I le not refuse , least you might thinke I scorne . — good day to all .

Mer .

Your servants Lady — we 'le come and share .

Fla .

Do so . Exit Favia .

Mer . Iack , Tom , a word — Pup . Oh love ! love ! that makes a man a Skelleton : Let her in part feele the pricke , as well as I , Of thy inflaming Dart . Mer . What thinke you on 't ? Plod . Beyond thought ! Most excellent ! Mer . How is t Sir ? beare up . Pup . I , I , but oh this Lady , this Lady — Mer .

Troth Gentlemen this Lady is not so taken with him as we thought , and expected ; what think you if — but I wou'd bee loath to speak except I thought he wou'd do 't .

Pup . Oh any thing gentlemen , any thing — Mer . Why then what think you if he were inspired ? Pup . How ! inspired ? that 's very fine . Mer .

But you know the wayes , and Ceremonies , are Very chargeable .

Fled . O infinite ! Pup . I care not what it cost , let it be done . Mer . Then it shall sir ; come , as we goe we will Discourse of it at large , and to morrow It shall be perform'd . Pup . Shall I be inspir'd ? oh fortunate acquaintance . Ex. omn . Enter King and Callidus . King . Thy life the forfeit if it prove untrue . Cal . I wish my losse of breath might prove it false : But 't is a truth as reall , as is the Justice of the gods severe : and I may Safely say , I live preserver of my Countries fame . King . O yee gods , why were Kings made the emblemes Of your power , when like poore slaves , we 're Subject to the change of various and Inconstant Fortune ; have you snatcht up Goodnesse from the earth , and left nought to Inhabit in the breasts of men , but vile Dissimulation , poyson to friendship , And the staine to honour ; in whom Shall meaner men dare ever to confide , When Kings themselves rest ignorant Where to trust . Cal . Nay , that treachery shou'd inhabit there Where all men thought Vertue had rais'd her Mansion . King . True ; I did beleeve Honorio to be A man that sooner would have yielded up His heart a prey to Vultures , than to a Thought disloyall . Cal . My Liege , I can informe You more : Fabianus is their agent , In this loves affaire : and at that time When your Majesty miss'd Honorio , He came and gave him private notice to Prevent discovery : this I both saw and heard . King . He false too ? Hells furies take And confound 'hem all . Will not the whole World , when they shall heare my daughter Stoops to a base affection , laugh , and scorne My vile degenerate issue ? Cal . This rage seems Kingly in you : cherish it my Liege . King . They all shall perish if thou prove this true : But if false , and that of spight thou hast Rais'd this vile aspersion , expect a death So horrid , hell shall startle but to heare it nam'd . Cal . And 't were my just desert , if J shou'd live the Staine of innocence : No my gracious Liege , if on your Royall word you 'll promise Not discover 't was J that gave you notice , Cause 't may be a Barre betwixt my love Marania , and me , whose sister J have Heard affects Fabianus , J shall discover The time and place when and where they meet , Then shall your eye and eare be witnesse of my truth . King . Upon the honour of a King , J le not disclose A syllable to wrong thee . Cal . Then my Liege , this present evening They have appoynted meeting in the garden : I beleeve they are neare there already : I shall attend your person to the place ; But then I hope you le graciously excuse My absence ; I le wait within your call . King . Come let s away . Exit . Enter Honorio and Fabianus at one doore , Princesse and Clara at the other . Prin . 'T was here I did appoynt him come : to which He promised . Cla . Madam see , he has already made a strict Performance . Prin . Honorio you 're punctuall in your word . Hon . Madam , I esteeme a promise made to you As a Religious vow taken before the Altar Of the gods . Fab . 'T was no appointment 'twixt us two , but I Suppos'd you were in person , as in love and duty , Neer the Princesse . Clar . You were not certain then . Fab . No , but as the needle of a Dyall Toucht by the Adamant , though with trembling It move to and fro , yet fixes not , Till it attaine the North : so though I move , And walke , yet by a sympathy in love , Can never rest till I arrive your presence . Hon . Pardon Lady my still labouring heart , That like a Pinnace , toss'd on the curl'd waves Of Neptunes watry Empire , at such time , When with his frowne he threatens destruction To despairing Sea-men , wou'd gladly arrive Some happy Haven where to rest secure , Prin .

As how ?

Hon . To finish up the summe of all my earthly Happinesse i' th promise of your love . Prin . Were that the height of your conceived blisse ? Hon . Yes , and no heaven , Prin . I have heard that affection which can know A fulnesse to its height , is never permanent : " For loves noone is instant night . Hon . Yet a still growing desire to attaine that Height argues a more firme affection . King and Callidus behind the Arras . Cal . There they are my Liege ; Obscure your person , and grant me your Royall Licence to depart . King . You have it : away . Prin . Suppose I shou'd give promise of my love , By your owne argument you then were at Your height , so must decline : Come I will not Promise . King . I like that well . Prin . Because I 'de keep your love still growing . King . 'T is too true : oh impudence unheard of . Hon . Love's a child , and fondly desires first one Thing , then another ; and thinks no happinesse Beyond what he craves ; so I desire first A promise of your love , which if you please To grant , my fondling heart will still aspire . King . My life and kingdome next : oh villanous Traitor , Prin . Excuse my modesty if I then bestow This slight favour first to play withall , a kisse . King . I am no longer able to containe — Out Traytors . Prin . Alas 't is we that are betray'd . King . No ; but by the gods deliver'd up to my just rage . Cla . We 're all undone for ever ! Fab . Though he be the King , whose sacred name I bow to , he shall not dare to wrong you . Hon . Shou'd the gods themselves come wrapt In terrour , I wou'd thus oppose 'hem both draws . King . You were best commit an out-rage , Where 's our guard ? Treason . Enter Callidus , drawes . Cal . My gracious Liege , what Villanous hand is that which is not blasted , If lift a weapon 'gainst the sacred Majesty of a King — oh misery ! is it you Attempt this traitorous act ? Fab . We spit that name like poyson in their face , That dare accuse us : no , let him but gage His royall word , not to execute his rage On these ; we 'll lay our lives and weapons At his feet . Hon . If not , we vow to dye their Champions . King . Insolent Rebells . Cal .

I le move the King for you — Sir I beseech You not to discharge your wrath against those Harmlesse Ladies .

Prin . Move not for us alone , for heaven sake Let him sacrifice us all together . Cal . Good Sir smooth your brow , they 'l not yield , Except you promise not to wrong the Ladyes . Kin . Think not treacherous villains , we promise Not to hurt , 'cause we stand in feare of you : We cou'd have come with armed men , that soone Shou'd have chastis'd your bold usurping spirits , But that I sham'd the aire shou'd know the Foulnesse of the deed , my blood beares such an Interest in it — upon mine honour I le not touch ' hem . Fab . Then to shew how much we scorne the name Of Traitor : here on our bended knees we Yield our weapons . Delivers their Swords . King . What 'twixt the tender Motions of a father , And their approved valour which we ought To cherish , even in our enemies , I feele My plyant heart yield to a calme discourse . Stand up — Tell me Honorio , sham'st thou not , that Goodly wreath of Bayes , thy deserts Did challenge to adorne thy brow , which seem'd . More fresh and faire , then were the twining Limbes of the Pienean Daphne shou'd now Decay and wither : didst thou , a stranger , Aide me 'gainst the Rebels of my State , And plac't in my bosome prove thy selfe A Traytor ? Hon . Great sir , but heare me speak ; If it be treason for a halfe-pin'd wretch , When he attempteth food : if it be Treason for that man who spends his life in A vale of Teares , after some sad disaster , When he sees a heaven plac't before him And aspires to be seated there , then you May stile my love and zeale to vertue Treason : But if not , then pardon me , if The whitenesse of my soule does animate To tell you , 't is not justice to oppose what Fate and heaven decrees . King . Let not your pride so farre transport you , that You taxe our justice : 't is not your wither'd Bayes can protect you from our thunder , if We please to strike — Though justice cou'd not blame Him whose thoughts aspire to heaven ; yet that Presumptuous man , shou'd strive to plucke Iove from his throne , to be enstal'd A Deity himselfe , deserves in a flame of Lightning to be cast to Hell , there to amaze The damned . Hon . Since no arguments can prevaile , take our Lives , as sacrifice to your wrath . Prin . And I beseech you , as you are my father , To grant me this preferment , to be sent Before 'hem : when we are immortall we shall Enjoy more freely ; and because I have Not yet made promise of my love , J now Doe vow — King . Hold — Prin . No ; by that dreadfull Styx , by which the gods Ne're sware , and broke their vow , I love him : Nor shall my heart ever admit a change . Cla . I vow the like to thee Fab . Then 't will be mercy if you take our lives . Hon . And send us to enjoy each other in Elizium . King . No , you shall not obtaine that favour at My hands — stand forth and heare your sentence . For thee , thou staine to Princely blood , I doe Confine to your lodging , on forfeit of your life — Callidus she 's your charge ; let no private Messages or meetings passe betwixt 'hem , As you respect our favour : and for you Honorio and Fabianus , we sentence both To banishment : and if after two dayes You be seene within our Confines , we le Have you mu'd up , and starv'd to death . Goe , say we are mercifull you scapt So well . Clar . What remaines for me ? King . Your Fathers faithful service to us excuses you . Prin . For Heavens sake sir . King . Away , we 'll heare no more . Prin . Let s but speake before we part . King . I say we 'l heare no more . Hon . Oh Callidus ! Cal . This is no time to talke , i th' morning I le procure a private meeting for you . Hon . Oh thou ty'st us ever thine : farewell . King . Away with 'hem Callidus — you know your Sentence , and your time . Exit . Fab . Come Honorio , let us two goe finde A way to death ; no salve to cure the mind . Exeunt omnes .
ACTUS QUARTUS . Enter Callidus . Cal . I Have promised this morning to give Honorio and Fabianus accesse to th' Princesse , which favour they esteeme as flowing From my friend ship : which I but doe the more , To keepe my selfe still unsuspected by The Princesse , who being immediate heire To th' Crowne , might when the King 's deceasd Severely be reveng'd ; 't was about this time I did appoynt 'hem come . Enter Honorio and Fabianus . They are here already : my Noble frinds , I attended for you . Hon . How fares the Princesse ? Fab . And my love ? Cal . Alas poore Ladyes almost spent with sorrow . Hon . Deare friend , admit us to their sight . Fab . That we may pay their teares with trebble Interest ; which if our eys , ( their spring being Dry ) cannot afford , our hearts shall weepe Blood , to recompence their sorrow . Cal . O friends , you know I hazard both my life And Fortunes in this act : however , I le not Faile in what I promist : doe but with Patience here expect a while , I le bring Them to you . Exit . Fab . Our best friend . Hon . O yee gods , why d' yee mock mans frailty With a seeming joy ; then snatch it from him , So to prove his ruine ; first make beleeve My selfe fixt in a heaven of blisse , betweene A true love and a faithfull friend , then to Be banish'd from my love , and cause my friend Performes , but that to which the name doth bind , ( Being trust and secresie ) to be a partner in My sad Exile . Fab . Let not a thought of that raise trouble in Thy breast : I know it is too narrow to containe The griefe thy heart already is surcharg'd Withall ; and thou wilt wrong the more Important cause , if shed a teare for me ; When all thou canst bestow will not suffice To equall that pearly treasure which every Houre the Princesse love causes her shed For thee : See the Princesse and my love . Enter Princesse , and Clara , with Callidus . Prin . Oh my dearest ! Let me flye into thy armes . Clar . Fabianus ! welcome to my bosome , Hon Upon this lip I will breath out my soule , There leave it a surviving Trophy of My true affection . Prin . Thou shalt not leave thy soule without the Substance of thy body : stay , in this kisse I le returne it thee agen . Hon . Every conjunction of our lips , does Propagate a soule , which we no sooner part , But it is straight destroy'd ; O let me bathe Eternally in your bosome , and in a trance Convey our selves into Elizium : then we 'll Implore the Deities inhabit , there to stay Our spirits from returning backe to these Sad prisons of our haplesse bodyes . Fab . Alas my Clara , we must part ; the breath Of Kings is like the sentence of the gods , Not to be avoyded . Cla . Thou shalt not go : I will turne wood-Nymph , And shroud my dearest under a grove of Myrtle , free from the eye of vigilant Suspition ; and for thy guard , a thousand Satyres , with their upright hornes Shall stand about us , ready to assist thee There , being free as our owne thoughts , we 'll live And love , and rest securely happy . Fab . This thou maist fancy , but we nere attain to . Cla . Then I le accompany my love — Madam , shall we not ? Prin . Yes ; the Grecian Argia cou'd for her husband Polynices body , being dead , travaile alone To Thebes to give him buriall , and shall we Leave our loves living : no , we 'll alltogether sure . Hon . Alas your love arrives at impossibilities . Cal . True , for all passages are laid to prevent Your flight : Madam , perswade your heart to let Him goe ; it may prove fortunate for all : The King in time , and by my perswasions , May be drawne to call 'hem from Exile : you May be sure what I can doe shall ne're Be wanting — To keep 'hem far enough Aside . For e're returning . Hon . Oh thou true friend . Cal . A very true friend , and you knew all . Prin . Away , he is no friend to you , or me , To bid me let you goe : Honorio thou shalt Not ; I will enchaine thee in my armes , And to thy wrists fasten manicles of teares To hold thee . Hon . Alas , this makes each minute but a sad Departure . Cal . Besides , the King will anon be stirring , and Then you 'le pluck new vengeance on Your heads ; alas I speak out of sincere Affection I. Prin . Peace Screech-Owle , no mans voyce seemes Other , that speaks with an intent to part us . Fab . Madam , strive to suppresse this passion , and Let patience , the good mans remedy in Affliction crowne the end of all your sorrowes . Prin . Oh misery past humane sufferance . Hon . Thinke not so my dearest ; 't is harder To conceive , than undergoe . Come Fabianus Let us take our leaves — thus — Prin . Stand off , and come not neare me at this Distance : I le strengthen my imagination With thy forme ; then when thou art gone I may retaine thy perfect Idea in my sight ; Thus — Hon . Alas your passion forces you to an extasie ; These are but fancies urg'd by your height of Sorrow ; collect your scatter'd sences : thus On your lips I seale my hearts contract . Prin . With these teares it shall be writ — So bid me not farewell , nor will I you , Least so we send a dart to kill each other : But turne thou silent that way — My griefes shall lead me this , And may my love a happy harbour find These teares the Ocean and my sighes the wind , Exit . Fab . Clara we must part too the Princesse Has already taught us how : farewell . Cla . Let all such lovers , as are crost by Fate , Learne here to mourne at our unhappy state . Exit . Cal . Friends 't were not manly to let my tears Expresse my sorrow ; no my heart bleeds inward At this sad departure : farewell , farewell . Hon , & Fab . Farewell our dearest friend . Cal . Ha , ha ha . Exit . Hon . Oh my sad heart , whither will the current Of my griefes transport thee ? my soule Being fled and left my body , like a Sepulchrall Statue , fixt here bereft of sence , Onely knowing how to mourne ; me thinks The fabricke of the earth should tremble , The heavens be clouded in a vaile of sables , And weep it selfe in shoures upon the earth ; The Sunne goe shroud it selfe beneath the lower World , never to rise againe ; but cause an Universall darknesse o're the earth , where Men shall sit mourning our sad departure : What can be left for two , so much distress'd , But death , the period of each mans affliction ; That most unkindly flyes those whose griefes Wou'd entertaine him ; and surely strikes there ( Where but nam'd ) they startle ? — Friend , why Doe we stand , as if we grew fixt here , And cou'd not move . Fab . Can he which beares a burthen , wou'd erac●e The Poles of heaven , to sustaine the weight , move To , and fro , bearing that load about him ? Hon . I must acknowledge you a cause of sorrow Wou'd force the Genius of the world into A frenzie ; yet mine's as great , 'cause 't is For me you suffer ; but we , that like well - Fenced Bulwarks , have together stood the Shock of warre , when loud-mouth'd Canons Breath'd destruction to an army shou'd Scorne to fall as combatants in the Campe Of love : no , let s with courage goe Bravely on to meet our Fate : hope has Not quite forsook us ; as we passe I will Relate somewhat may concerne us both — Enter Philomusus . Phil . My Noble friends ! whither now ? no object But the earth , what Cloud is this spread o're your Face , that dimmes the wonted lustre of your Eyes ? by all that 's Noble let me know , or I le repent I ere was nam'd your friend . Fab . Doe not conjure us by so strict a charme , We shall but make you miserable . Phil . There 's not that act , except it decline from Honour , has power to make me poorer in A thought . Fab . Then know we two are banished . Phil . Banished ! why I le be banish'd too then . Hon . O no ; stay you , and be happy in your Prince his love . Phil . I will not stay — say , what 's the cause ? Hon . If you will with us as I goe I shall relate The story ; but you must in disguise , or Youl'le be stay'd ; and you shall find ere long , I had little cause to feare being banished : But since we must from our best retreat , Let Passive valour be as th' Active , great . Exeunt omnes . Enter Pupillus , Mercutio , Plod , and Fled-wit . Pup .

Pray Gentlemen , were you inspired , as you say I must bee , before you came to be a Courtier , and a Wit ?

Mer .

No question .

Pup .

And d 'ee thinke 't is possible for me to be made one too ?

Mer .

I tell you sir , before these gentlemen your friends , and mine , I le undertake to furnish you with as much wit as shall serve for a Country Justice , or an Aldermans heire .

Pup .

Why that 's enough .

Mer .

But then you must be confident of its operation , part freely with any thing that shall be requested of you in the act ; not as an Usurer payes Subsidies , grudgingly .

Pap .

No , no , I scorne it .

Mer .

Had it not beene pitty , one of your estate and Fortune shou'd have knowne no recreation , but going a mile out of town , with a company of Codsheads , to be drunke with Creame and Stewd-Pruines .

Pup .

O they are delicate with Rose-water and Sugar .

Mer .

Poxe on 't , Bawdy-house fare : No , after your inspiration you may revell with this Lady , discourse with that Lady , and what you will with the third Lady .

Pup .

Oh I am almost inspired at the conceit on it : pray let be done , while I am in the aspiring fit .

Mer .

It shall sir — Doe you heare Tom , goe and prepare Flavia for the project , and bring those properties we agreed on .

Plod .

Say no more . Exit .

Pup .

Whither doe you send him ?

Mer .

To an Antiquaries study ; for strange properties to perform the Ceremonies requisite at inspiration : for we must use Invocations , Incantations , Conjurations , Imprecations , and all for the rare effect of Inspiration .

Pup .

Blesse me , doe you begin to conjure already ?

Fled .

No , he tells you but what he must doe .

Pup .

But harke you ; pray d 'ee deale with honest , faire conditioned Devills ?

Mer .

O blemish to our sacred Magicke — Devills !

Pup .

O no , pray Sir .

Mer .

That thought's enough to ruine all the fabricke of our hopes .

Pup .

Good sir , I le never thinke while I live agen .

Mer .

I tell you sir , we must invoake the Celestiall Deities — We may beginne the Act , none but the bright Minerva can confirme it

Pup .

And will she come at your call .

Mer .

Yes , yes , if you performe quietly what we desire .

Pup .

Oh most obedient Goddesse .

Enter Plod with a Boxe , in which are little pieces of paper rold up : A Table set forth . Mer .

Are you come ? 't is well : Is Flavia ready ?

Plod .

Onely waits her Cue

Mer .

Look you sir , you see these papers .

Pup .

I , whence came they ; from the Lottery ?

Mer .

No sir , they are certaine Collections out of learned and witty Authors , for all humours in an accomplished wit . Now sir , you must eate every one of hem one by one .

Pup .

How , eate ' hem ?

Mer .

I ease 'hem , and you shall find they will produce effects as various , as the qualities or conditions out of whom they were collected : now therefore off with your Hat and Cloake , kneele downe with a strong beliefe , imagination , and attention — you two stand to keepe him in that equall posture I shall set him ; so , now first with a Scholastique Inspiration : somewhat of a hard digestion , as —

" Dulcia non meruit qui non gustavit amara . Pup .

O 't will never downe , I shall be choakt with it .

Mer .

My life Sir we 'll helpe it downe — here — so — feare not , I warrant you — is it downe ?

Pup .

Almost — so ,

Mer .

How is it sir ?

Pup .

O 't was so sweete at first , and so abhominable bitter at the last —

Mer

Why there you relish the conceit sir : for the interpretation of it is ; Hee deserves not sweete , that has not tasted bitter .

Pup .

I have tasted a bitter one ; now pray let the next be a sweet one .

Mer .

According as we see this work : 't has a present operation — How doe you feele your selfe inclin'd ?

Pup .

Oh I cou'd quarrell about the Etymologie of words , fight about Syllables , and Orthography , chop Logique with my Father , Write Tragedies and Comedies by the grosse : and my fingers itch at an Hen-roost .

Mer .

't has wrought bravely , the direct symptomes of an University wit : now for the inspiration of a confident Poeticall wit .

Pup .

Pray pick out the hard words , if there be any .

Mer . There 's none in this — you shall heare it . " This from our Author I was bid to say , " By Iove 't is good ; and if you lik't you may . Pup .

I le tell you how I like it presently .

Mer .

Come sir , downe with it —

Fled .

So , this past with ease —

Mer .

How doe you find your selfe affected now ?

Pup .

Oh that I were in a Play-house — I wou'd tell the whole Audience of their pittifull , Hereticall , Criticall humours — Let a man , striving to enrich his labours , make himselfe as poore as a broken Citizen , that dares not so much as shew the tips on 's Hornes : yet will these people crye it downe , they know not why : One loves high language , though he understands it not ; another what s obscaene , to move the blood , not spleene : a third , whose wit lyes all in his gall , must have a Satyre : a fourth man all ridiculous : and the fift man not knowing what to have , grounds his opinion on the next man i th' formall Ruffe ; and so many heads , so many severall humours ; and yet the poor Poet must find waies to please 'hem all .

Mer .

It workes strangely .

Pup .

But when they shal come to feed on the Offalls of wit , have nothing for their money but a Drumme , a Fooles Coat , and Gunpowder ; see Comedies , more ridiculous than a Morrice dance ; and for their Tragedies , about at Cudgells were a brave Battalia to 'hem : Oh Phoebus , Phoebus , what will this world come to ?

Mer .

'Fore Iove , it has wrought most strangely — T is well here we 're none but friends — how doe you sir ?

Pup .

Ah! pretty , pretty , sure I have talked extravagantly , Gentlemen have I not ?

Mer .

I indeed have you ; 't is of a delicate operation : Now sir , you shall have a valiant inspiration to confront your enemy , or rivall in your Mistresses favour — In this paper is the expiring breath of a great warriour , the last words he utter'd .

" — Farewell light , " T is fit the world should weare eternall night . Pup .

Why this will kill me sure .

Mer .

No , hold him fast — t is of a strong operation — So , chew it well , feare nothing — Now it is downe : how is 't ?

He breakes violently from them . Pup .

Let me goe , let me goe , the world 's too narrow to confine me : I le mount the skies , snatch Ioves three-fold lightning from his hand , dart it at the World , and reduc't againe to its first desolate Chaos , drye up the Sea with fire of my rage , and puffe mens soules away .

Mer .

We must change this humour : I le now beleeve a strong imagination's witch-craft : force downe another ; read it first : What is 't ? hold him fast .

Fled . " Enter these Armes , and since thou thoughtst it best , " Not to dreame all my dreame , let s act the rest . Mer .

A fit one , a wanton lovers rapture : give it him , thrust it downe : So , he begins to yield ; how is 't .

Pup .

O what have you gi'n me now ?

Mer ,

Onely to inspire you with a wanton art to winne your Mistris .

Pup .

T is wonderfull provocative , believe me : sure it came out of Ovids-Ars-Amandi : oh for the book of Venus and Adonis , to Court my Mistris by : I cou'd dye , I cou'd dye in the Eli-zi-um of her Armes : no sweets to those of Love : O Love , love , thy flames will burne me up to dust and ashes .

Mer .

We must quench your flames — Pinch him hard .

Pup .

Oh —

Mer .

Harder yet .

Pup . Oh — What doe you doe ? what doe you ? Alas all 's downe againe ; I am as cold as a Cucumber . Mer So , I beleeve you are sufficiently prepared : Now we will invoke the goddesse Minerva — kneele , Downe with your face to the west : harken with Attention to what she shall say or request , and be sure to performe it — So , 't is well . Pup .

Does she come yet ?

Fled .

No , no , he must invoak first .

Mer . Thou sacred goddesse of Joves brave begot , walk round about him . Descend to earth , and here make fast the knot We humble Mortalls have begunne to tye , And we 'll adore thy glorious Deity . Pup .

O me , O.

Soft Musick . Enter Flavia drest like Minerva with a Violl of Water . Fla .

Who calls Minerva from the Starry Court ?

Pup .

Oh 't was he Lady .

Fla . We know the full effects of your desire , It is this noble youth with wit t' inspire : Then downe his throat this sacred drinke compell , T is salt , and water from the Muses well . Pup .

Paugh .

Fla . Now let him offer gold to our dispose , And all 's confirm'd with this one pluck by th'nose . Pup .

O me —

Mer .

What gold have you about you — quickly , quickly .

Pup .

Onely twenty peeces in my fob .

Mer .

Dis-fob 'em quickly , and present ' hem .

Pup .

Please you Madam , here 's forty Angels to wait on your Lady-ship to heaven agen .

Fla . We doe accept 'hem — so live ever blest : I must ascend to my Aetheriall rest . Exit . Mer .

So , rise up , all 's done : now be confident , and you shall prove a Wit — all .

Pup .

But harke you gentlemen : pray what does she doe with money ?

Mer .

Releeves poore Poets , that eats Oads , And Madrigalls : Come let s to the next Taverne , and drinke her health .

Pup . Come then — Nay now I am inspir'd , I will doe things shall make me be admir'd . Mer .

There 's a touch of his Poeticall inspiration . Exeunt .

Enter King , Princesse , Clara , Marania , Moronzo , and Callidus . King .

Is Honorio and Fabianus shipt and gone ?

Cal .

They are my Liege .

King T is well : methinkes the aire seems purer since They both departed : sure if they had stay'd Their trechrous breath wou'd have infected My whole Kingdome — But thou , degenerate from All Princely blood , still mournest their absence , And with effeminate teares wou'dst move My pitty to call 'hem from Exile : no , Sooner shalt thou call backe Time , than move A thought in me shall yield to 't . Clar .

Deare Father move the King .

King .

I le blast him dumbe that names ' hem .

Cal . No hope , you see the King's resolv'd — My Liege The Lord Philomusus is secretly stolne away With them in disguise . King .

Torture to my soule , it cannot be .

Cal .

I can assure your Majesty 't is so .

King . Oh where 's that Subject that a King dares love ? Philomusus gone — Prin .

Oh my Honorio .

King . Leave this sullen humour Dulcimenta , Or by just heavens I will disclaime you mine ; Though youth and errour lead you to a fault , ( Which I may study to forget , upon conformance Of your will with mine ) will you pursue The cause , and peevishly consume your selfe In teares , for him whom the gods themselves Doe hate , for spotted treason gainst your Fathers Person ; it cou'd be no lesse when he attempted To match the Kingdomes heire — goe to , raise Not my fury to that height , which if it fall , Shall crush you to your ruine . Prin Sir , thinke not a disobedient passion guides My will to love or hate , contrary to your Mind ; but since 't is so , heaven has it selfe decree'd . Kin . Away , taxe not the heavens with what 's unjust They ne're decreed the blood of Kings should Mixe with Traytors . Prin . Sir , they were no Traytors . King . T is well , defend 'hem still . Prin . No , their innocence will do 't . King . Very good ; I perceive from whence this Springs ; your company with Clara feeds this Rebellious spirit , does it ? I have an easie cure for that : M●●onzo keepe your daughters to you ; there 's Neither of 'hem we 'le admit to attend her , since Favour is abus'd , we can restrain it . Mor . Their lives and mine are prostrate to your will . Come daughters — Cla . Stay : Sir has tyrannie usurpt the seat of Mercy in your royall breast : if so , let death Part us , and so end our woe . Prin . I doe beseech you , as you are my Father , By your wonted love to me , or whatsoe're You hold more deare , bereave me not both of My love and friend together ; this cruelty Exceeds the former ; lover is a name may Be in time dispenc'd with ; but a friend , oh , A true friend , heaven knowes not a happinesse Beyond it : deare sit , by my dead mothers ashes , Which were you neare , wou'd ( in imitation of Those amorous twines which did inchaine Your hearts ) flye up , and hang about you , Gently to chide this most unnaturall act : Which , because distance of place denyes it , Send but to know , and you shall heare The Marble Tombe weeps at this disaster . King . The remembrance of her dead mother Wou'd stir my pitty , shou'd I not resist it : I must suddenly Callidus , convey our Daughter to her lodging ; we 'll appoynt Some other Ladies to attend her . Cal . No more , we are resolv'd : Moronzo Performe what we command . Mor . I shall my Liege : come daughters . King . Lead on . Ex. severally .
ACTUS QUINTUS . Enter Mercutio , Pupillus , Fled-wit , Plod , and Flavia . Pup .

HOw ? and how stands the businesse ?

Fla .

Nay , you know best .

Pup .

Perceive you not an alteration , or transmutation in my outward person ?

Fla .

Me thinks your words fall off your tongue with a more becomming grace .

Pup .

Thinke so : be wise and catch 'hem as they fall : they may inspire you .

Fla .

You are strangely metamorphos'd since I saw you .

Pup .

Mutor pro temporum ratione , as the learned say .

Mer .

That 's the fruit of his Scholastique inspiration .

Pup .

O Lady , if your heart bestone , I wou'd 't were broke .

Fled .

I have heard men wish their Mistris heart wounded , never broke .

Pup .

Pshew , my love is not like other mens , that will whine and crye , looke pale , and weare night caps : no , my love is a bouncing love , and makes no more of cracking a Ladyes heart , than a Squirrell of a Nut .

Mer .

A notable crack .

Pup .

For harke you a word in your care ( I wou'd not have these Gentlemen know it ) I am inspired .

Fla .

Now by Diana is it true ?

Pup .

I have sed it , be wise and have me .

Fla .

O you men have such strange wayes to play upon poore women .

Pup .

Nay , there 's but one way I 'de play upon you .

Fla .

And will dissemble most egregiously .

Pup .

Who I dissemble ? why these Gentlemen will sweare all my acts are simple .

Fled .

Nay Lady , I know he has not a thought but what is meerly innocent .

Pup .

If you 'll but marry me , there is not that desire , or inclination , which you shall have ; but I will strive with my best part to satisfie : what wou'd you more ?

Fla .

I must confesse you promise faire .

Pup .

And will performe as well .

Fla .

Alas my Virgin feares bid me I shou'd not yield .

Mer .

A poxe of your Virginity .

Fla .

I know not what to doe .

Pup .

Come , I know what to doe , and you 'le say but I once .

Mer .

Madam , it can be no blemish to your modest Vertue , to yield your love at first to one , whose Worth and fortunes equall yours .

Fla .

Why then I wholly yield me yours .

Pup .

That 's well said , this kisse in earnest ; come , we 'll not stand long upon the businesse , but bee marryed presently : I must provide Ribbond for all the Courtiers .

Mer .

You may save that cost ; their hats are so stuff'd with Ribbons already , they 'll finde no roome to weare ' hem .

Pup .

Poxe 't is a French fashion : I warrant there are some wou'd change their very faces with a French man to be a la mode , but come , you two shal lead the Bride , and you shall give her .

Mer .

You shall command us .

Pup ,

Soe , soe . Hymen ! O Hymen snuffe thy torch and see A paire of Lovers , leads their way to me . Exeunt .

Enter Princesse and Lady . Prin . Whither is compassion fled , that should Inhabit in the breasts of men , and make Distinction 'twixt their knowing soules , and Sencelesse cruelty of savage beasts , guided By their wills to ruine , not reason , how , or whom ; When he that beares the title of a King , And Father , can nor find mercy in the one , Nor love i th' other : oh you sad lovers that are Crost by Fortune , and your Parents hate , come Pay your floods of teares , as tribute To my sorrow . Lad . Madam be pleas'd to retire and repose your Selfe ; sorrow and want of rest must needs impaire Your health : thinke not because she , whom You please to honour with the name of friend , Is taken from you , that none is left true And faithfull to attend you ; yes , I am one , Though young in service to you , would ( if made Happy i th' triall ) embrace a danger , to Assure your quiet . Prin .

Can this be reall ?

Lad .

Yes , as your griefes are true .

Prin . Is there one left faithfull to attend me Now my Clara's gone ? If so , prethee Conduct me to some gloomy vale , Wrapt with unpleasant shades of Yew And Cypres , sprung up from lovers graves : On which the croaking Raven , with other Birds Of night may sit and hollow sad accents ; Such as may fitly simpathize with mourning : A murmuring brooke of wronged Virgins teares , That may glide softly by , and receive mine , To augment their streames : a bed of Mosse , Gather'd from Vaults and Charnells , where The dead inhabit , to repose us on , there Thou and I will sit and feed on sorrow , That shall feede on us , and when we Both are dead , some distracted Muse fled To those groves , shall in an uncouth Tone sing our sad Requiems . Lad . I was plac'd by your father , in hope I might Have remov'd this passion ; but your discourse Makes me an object rather to incite you mourne , Then otherwise : let me intreate your highnesse sit And repose your selfe : I le trye my voyce to charme Your eyes and heart with pleasing slumbers . Prin . Most willingly , some rest in sorrow will do Well — Begin . Song . CHarme , oh charme , thou god of sleep , Her faire eyes , that waking mourne ; Frightfull visions from her keep , Such as are by sorrowes borne : But let all the sweets that may Wait on rest , her thoughts obey . Flye : oh flye , thou god of love , To that breast thy dart did wound , Draw thy shaft , the smart remove , Let her wonted joyes be found : Raise up pleasure to a flood , Never ebbing ; new joyes bud . So my Charmes have tooke , poore Lady She has not enjoy'd so much quiet rest , Since Honorio and Fabianus left The Court . Enter Callidus . Who 's that ? Cal . 'T is I Lady : How fares the Princesse ? Lad . Speak lower , she 's asleep . Cal . Good heaven be prais'd , she may in time Forget her griefes . Lad . Not till the King forget his cruelty : I dare not say the name of King gives It a more modest title . Cal . I must confesse , 't is little lesse — but Subjects Must not see , much lesse say , what mis-becomes Their Prince ; 't is enough we performe what they Command , not question why . Prin . Oh my Clara : oh my Honorio . Lad . Shee wakes . Prin . Who 's that Callidus ? Cal . Yes Madam , the King commanded me to give Your Highnesse notice , last night Embassadours Came from Portingall to Naples , and the King Hath already given them both audience and Their answer , and they are making a speedy Returne backe from whence they came , the Reason of their comming or businesse I understand Not : but 't is his Majesties pleasure you instantly Repaire to him . Prin . More corrasive : well , my duty binds me To awaite his pleasure . Cal . I shall attend your highnesse . Prin . My sad soule presages some new affliction . Lad . Take comfort gracious Madam . Prin . There is no rest I ever hope to have , Till heaven decrees I rest within my grave . Ex. omn . Enter King , Moronzo , and others . King . My Lords , what think you of the match Betwixt the Prince of Portingall , and our daughter ? Mor . Without question my Liege , 't will prove Fortunate for both , if the Princesse Can be drawne to affect him . King . I make no question but to winne her to 't : Are the Ambassadours return'd for Portingall ? Mor . They are my Liege . King . T is well , we expect his arrivall suddainly : Moronzo , let it be your charge to see all things Correspond so great an entertainment — Where 's Callidus ? we sent him to attend Our daughter hither . Enter Princesse , Callidus , and Lady . Mor . They are here my Liege . King . What mourning ! This habit ill becomes you , knowing it contradicts Our will . Prin . Pardon me sir , it best sutes my thoughts , King . It best sutes the blacknesse of your disobedience . Prin . Sir , name but that thing , rests in my power to Divert your anger , my duty shall lend me wings , On which I le flye to act . King . Your speeches are but aire , there 's no performance : You insult too much upon the softnesse of my temper : But heare me now with that attention thou Wou'dst an Oracle , pronouncing of thy fate , What my will decrees . Prin . If death , I shall embrace it . King . Then briefly thus , Portingalls great King Our late enemy , Fame reporting what Thou least deserv'st , vertue and obedience , Has by Embassadours , 'twixt you , our Kingdomes Heire , and his sonne , treated of a match ; Whereof ( because 't will be a meanes to unite Our Kingdomes , which have beene long at variance ) We have accepted , and return'd this answer , That if he please in person to come for you , He shou'd enjoy you . Prin . O my Prophetique soule ! Cal . This will make sure for ever against Honorio And Fabianus . King . Thinke but the danger will ensue , if you refuse : First , to mock the expectation of a King Can bring no lesse than warre upon our Now peacefull Kingdome : next , the shame Of forraigne nations : and lastly , my curse Pursues thee to thy grave , if thou refuse : Thinke on 't , there s no delay , the Prince will with Speed be here , and claime our promise : Therefore let your face beare smiles , to expresse His welcome ; if your obedience will prompt you To doe this , you shall , besides the height of Happinesse in so blest an union , enjoy againe The company of Clara , the freedome of A Queene , and all the pleasures earth can bestow . Prin . And all wil prove but torment without Honorio . Cal . She 's i th' same note still . Kin . Dulcimenta , you know our will , Which if not perform'd , Exit King , cum alijs , man . Prin . and Lady . By all my hopes , I sweare thy Fates decree'd , My curse pursues thy soule , thy heart shall bleed . Prin . Every houre creates but a new torment . Was ever cruelty like this ? is 't not enough To banish him I love , but force my affection On another ? rob me of my blisse , and not Afford me quietly to mourne : in what A strange Dilemma is my soule perplext ? Death I meet , whether I refuse or yield : Which of those two instruct me Love ; If J yield , 't will be a death Mortality , Knowes not to sustaine ; because to live With one J cannot love : if deny , 't will Be an easier death ; but then a curse Will make my paines eternall : say J Avoyd the curse , and match this forraine Prince , The curse of Lovers will pursue me For the breach of faith : On then , J am resolv'd , J le rather dye , Curs'd for my faith , than for inconstancy . Exeunt . Enter Mercutio , Plod , Fled-wit , and Flavia . Mer . Ha , ha , ha , he 's as foxt within , as a Constable by mid-night : Thou hast him sure wench now . Fled .

As fast as the Parsons tongue , and Their consents could bind ' hem .

Mer .

Now thou must remember thy Benefactors in the dayes of thy prosperity .

Plod .

We shall share I hope in your good fortunes .

Fled .

Even all alike .

Mer .

That 's well said .

Fla .

De 'e heare gentlemen , you have draind him pretty well already , bin paid for your labours — Beleeve it , you have all you are like to have of him , or me .

Mer .

Come , thou dost but jest wench .

Fla .

You shall finde I speak in very good earnest : If a supper , and a sack posset can content you , you shal be welcome ; for any other matter , you see the interest you are like to have of him or me .

Mer . Canst thou so wickedly forget thy friends ? Fla . No sir , 't will prove vertue . Mer . Canst thou name that thing cal'd vertue ? Fla . Yes sir , and will learne to practice it . Mer . The devill thou canst . Fla . Patience sir , in this case , will prove your best Remedy : You have my resolution Gentlemen , And so farewell . Exit . Mer .

Poxe goe wi' you , and all the dissembling generation of you — Now Gentlemen where 's our dinners , sack , and wenches ; our mid-night revells , and what not ?

Fled .

Guld by a woman : now the curse of an insatiate desire pursue 'hem all .

Plod . Let s home , and study mischiefe . Mer . No faith , let s learne to live better , And goe sober to bed . Fled . That we shall never doe . Exeunt . Enter King , Moronzo , Callidus , with Attendants , at one side of the Stage , a Lord disguised , as Prince of Portingall , Honorio , Fabianus , Philomusus disguised as Attendants at the other . King . Cease Musicke . Welcome great Prince to Naples , and so Are all about you . A shout . Cal .

The people second it with acclamations of their joy .

Lord .

The bounty of your Kingly love transcends our Expectation or desert .

King .

Our power attaines not the performance of our will .

Lord . If you strive to out-vye friendly expressions , My stocke of language will not extend to see 't . King . I have . Lord . Great sir , how fares your Princely daughter , Whom Fame reports fitter to consort with Angels , than to match Mortality . King . You 'll find fame has beene too lavish sir — Call forth our daughter . Enter Princesse , Clara , Marania , and Lady . Lord . Thus Aurora blushing proclaimes the day . Prin . Ah me ! Lord . Why sigh you Lady ? Prin . To think a Prince shou'd come to sue For what I cannot grant . Lord . How 's this ? is her affection plac't else where ? King . Were it so , no doubt you have Oratory sufficient To divert it . Lord . I did beleeve you had before we came prepar'd Her heart to give us entertainment . King . I did ; and thought your presence would have Remov'd all obstacles to hinder your enjoying — Away thou scorne of time . Lord . This strange and unexpected — Your patience Sir , I le trye my fate — Lady it should seeme you Have already dispos'd your love : I le not dispute the Worth of him you have pleas'd to make so happy : But behold I bring a heart , fraught with as true Affection , as ever man could boast ; a title too That may deserve you : refuse me not , 't was fame First tooke my eare , your beauty now my heart . Prin . Wou'd I had lesse of both , since both prove so unhappy . Lord . 'T is you make 'hem so ; demolish not with sorrow Such a beauty , as were enough for all your sexe ▪ And make 'hem proud to know 't was part of yours . Prin . Retaine this language for those whose height Of love can meete your flame ; t is vainly Bestow'd on me ; my heart 's already fixt . King . Let me rip out that heart , the Cabinet Of rebellious thoughts . Lord . Good sir , give not so much scope to fury . Prin . To take all cause of further sute away , Receive my story and resolves in one : Then let him sacrifice my heart to love , And I shall live triumphant after death , Dying that causes Martyr , however , Great Prince , deeme not a Ladyes worth impair'd , When I declare I lov'd beneath my birth . My father , at his returne from warre , And bright Conquest shining on his sword , Brought with him one , whom he himselfe Esteem'd the mirrour of valour , and heroicke acts ; His name Honorio , whose descent unnam'd , None knew from whence , except the child of Fame : That Noble Stranger 's merit wonne my heart , And so we two grew of one faith , one mind , Till adverse fortune envying our blisse , We were betray'd ; he banish'd from me , And I alone left to deplore my fate : Now let all know , by heaven's I 'me fixt , nere To enjoy another . Hon . Excellent Lady ! I take you at your word ; discovers . And thus receive your onely true Honorio . Prin . Ha! where ? Lord . So , I must resigne . Hon . Here in me . King . How 's this ! Hon . For firmer proofe , see Fabianus here . Fab . discovers , King . Amazement seazes me . Fab . Thus I bring home a true love to my Clara , A loyall Subject to my Prince . Cla . My dearest love . Prin . Oh are these joyes essentiall ? King . Our Guard there , off with their heads : doe you mocke Our fury with impostures ? Cal . They deserve your utmost rage . Hon . How — Stay your fury till you have a cause . Prin . May I beleeve this happinesse ? Hon . T is a truth as reall as we thus embrace . Cla . Oh Fabianus live I to enjoy thy love ! Fab . Thou dost ; on thy lip I doe confirme my blisse . King . Are not you that same Honorio , whom I exild with Fabianus there ? Hon . Yes . King . And dare you set foote upon our Confines After such a Censure ? Hon . Yes , but not as Honorio onely ; but as Prince Of Portingall . King . How , you Prince of Portingall ? Hon . As sure as you are King of Naples . King . It cannot be . Hon . By Circumstance I le mak 't appeare : The fame of this blest Lady , spred through My Fathers Court , wing'd my desires to view So much perfection ; which made me take Occasion of your present warre , to insinuate My selfe in favour of you and of the Court , But durst not presume discovery , by reason of The unhappy difference 'twixt our Kingdomes , ( The cause whereof has beene related ) then at the height Of happinesse , some envious fate possess'd you With the knowledge of our loves , so banish us : In whose supposed Exile , this noble Lord became a Philomusus discovers . Willing partner , and I bare him with me To my Fathers Court ; which that 't is truth He 's able to enforme you . Phil . Sir , upon the safety of my life he speaks all truth . King . Dost thou confirme it Philomusus ? Then 't were sinne to beare the least suspition ; Be neare us , thou deserv'st more honour than We can bestow — Pardon great Prince the Severity of our anger 'gainst your person When you were unknowne : but in requitall , Here receive our daughter , with free consent , And prayers to prosper both . Mor . Fabianus and Clara , I thus joyne your hands . Heavens send you joy . King . Oh Callidus , thou wert the instigator of my Anger . Cal . So , all will out I see . Mar. How ? Hon . Who Callidus ? Fab . What our friend ? King . Plainly I now perceive he cloathed his spight Under pretence of duty . Cal . Pardon I crave , J doe confesse J gave too great A scope to envy and ambition , that a stranger Should so much deserve your royall — And then A hope to obtaine those honours should be took From him . Mar. Gracious Soveraigne , I beg his punishment May be refer'd to me . King . Be it so . Cal . Then I expect mercy ; for you love — Mar. I did , before you prov'd false to the name Of friend ; but now resolve never to wed you : And 'cause I le not torment you to see another Possesse my love , and for ever to keep my selfe From solicitation , call forth a Priest of Vesta . Cal . What will my dearest doe ? Enter Priest . Mar. Thus vow my selfe a Recluse . Mor . I am happy in so blest a Child . Omnes . The mirrour of her Sexe . King . Then Callidus away , and learne to amend hereafter . Cal . O Marania thou art cruell — Your Majesty hath Shewne me mercy ; I obey . Exit . King . Now set forward toward Hymens Temple , To confirme these Nuptialls ; and Let all stile it , that shall heare this story , The Noble Stranger , or eclipsed glory . Exeunt .
Epilogue . OUr Author knowing Fortitude's approv'd , When dangers threaten , if it stand unmov'd : He , without feare , freely presents his cause To you , for condemnation , or applause . Reserve severer doomes , for such as dare Boast their owne worth , he cannot feare or eare : Mistake him not , he vowes he is as cleare From bold presumption , as he is from feare . And if his Stranger has gain'd liking we ' yee . Faith then shake hands , and bid him welcome te ' yee .
FINIS .