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 The bird in a cage. A comedie. As it hath beene presented at the Phœnix in Drury-Lane. The author Iames Shirley, servant to Her Majesty. Shirley, James, 1596-1666. [76] p. Printed by B. Alsop. and T. Fawcet. for William Cooke, and are to be sold at his shop neere Furnivals-Inne Gate, in Holborne, London : 1633. 1633

Partly in verse.

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THE BIRD IN A CAGE .

A Comedie . As it hath beene Presented at the Phoenix in Drury-Lane . The Author IAMES SHIRLEY , Servant to Her Majesty .

IUVEN. Satyra . 7.

Et Spes , & ratio Studiorum , in Caesare tantum .

LONDON

Printed by B. Alsop . and T. Fawcet . for William Cooke , and are to be sold at his Shop neere Furnivals-Inne Gate , in Holborne . 1633 .

The Persons . DVKE of Mantua . PERENOTTO Captaine of his Guard . PHILENZO Lover of Eugenia , under the Disguise and Name of Rollyardo . Noblemen . FVL. 10. ORPIANO . Courtiers . MORELLO , DONDOLO , GRVTTI . Embassador of Florence . BONAMICO a Mountibanke , or decayed Artist . SERVANT . GVARD . Attendants . EVGENIA the Dukes daughter . Ladyes Attendant on the Princesse . DONELLA , CATHERINA , MARDONA , FIDELIA , CASSIANA .
To Master WILLIAM PRINNE , Vtter-Barrester of Lincolnes-Jnne .

SIR ,

THe fame of your Candor and Innocent Love to Learning , especially to that Musicall part of humane knowledge Poetry , and in particular to that which concernes the Stage and Scene ( your selfe as I heare , having lately written a Tragedie ) doth iustly chalenge from me this Dedication . I had an early desire to congratulate your happy Retirement , but no Poeme could tempt mee with so faire a circumstance as this in the Title , wherein I take some delight to thinke ( not without imitation of your selfe ) who have ingeniously fancied such Elegant and apposite names , for your owne Compositions , as Health's Sicknesse , The Vnlovelinesse of Love-lockes , &c. ) how aptly I may present you at this time , with The Bird in a Cage . A Comedy , which wanteth I must confesse , much of that Ornament , which the Stage and Action lent it , for it comprehending also another Play or Interlude , personated by Ladies , I must referre to your imagination , The Musicke , the Songs , the Dancing , and other varieties , which I know would have pleas'd you infinitely in the Presentment . I was the rather inclined to make this Oblation , that Posterity might read you a Patron to the Muses , and one that durst in such a Criticall Age , bind vp the Wounds which Ignorance had printed vpon wit and the Professors : Proceed ( Inimitable Mecenas ) and having such convenient leysure , and an Pegasus , I meane your Prose ( which scorneth the Roade of Common sence , and despiseth any Stile in his way ) travell still in the pursuit of new discoveries , which you may publish if you please , in your next Booke of Digressions . If you doe not happen presently to convert the Organs , you may in time confuse the Steeple , and bring every Parish to one Bell . —

This is all I have to say at this time , and my owne Occasions not permitting my personall attendance , I have intreated a Gentleman to deliver this Testimonie of my Seruice , many faults have escaped the Presse , which your Iudgment will no sooner find , then your Mercie correct , by which you shall teach others a Charity to your owne Volumes , though they be all Errata . If you continue where you are , you will every day inlarge your fame , and beside the engagement of other Poets to Celebrate your Roman Constancie , in particular obliege the Tongue and Penne of your Devout Honourer , —

IAMES SHIRLEY .

THE BIRD IN A CAGE .
Actus . I.
Scaena . I. Enter Fulvio , Orpiano . Orpiano .

HE does not meane this building for a Colledge , I hope ?

Fulv.

That were an ill Foundation , there are more Scholers then can live one by another already ; 't is pitty we should haue more plenty of learned Beggers .

Orp.

'T is past all my conjecture , why he built it .

Fulv. Signior Perenotto , Captain o th' Guard Is of Counsell onely with the Duke in 't . Enter Morello . Mor.

Signior Orpiano , and Fulvio .

Fulv.

My Sparke ? Whither in such hast ? Let vs change Ayre a litle .

Mor.

You are travailing to your Mistris .

Orp.

Madam Donella is newly return'd to Court .

Fulv.

With the Princesse ?

Orp. She was but late retyr'd into the Country : What 's the matter ? Mor. Your Lordships I hope have heard , the Duke sent Poste for them , as they say , there is something in 't . Fulv.

What ?

Mor.

Does not your Lordship know ?

Fulv.

Not I .

Mor.

Your Lordships wisedome and mine is much about a scantling then , yet for ought I heare , there be others of the Court as ignorant as we — your Honors pardon I beseech you , I must in all haste to the Princesses Lodging .

Orp. Farewell Signior . Your amorous locke has a hayre out of order . Mor.

Vm ? what an oversight was this of my Barber , I must returne now and have it corrected , deere Sign .

Ex. Fulv.

Here 's a Courtier that will not misse a hayre of his Complement , when he is to appeare before his Mistris : every morning does this fellow put himselfe upon the Racke , with putting on 's apparell , and manfully indures his Taylor , when he skrewes and wrests his body into the fashion of his doublet — but that the Court cannot subsist without a Foole , I should marvaile what this fellow does to follow it .

Orp.

There are more have much about his parcell of Braines , the benefit of youth and good clothes procur'd their places , and ignorance and impudence have since maintayn'd em .

Fulv.

Two great helpes as the world goes .

Enter Gentlemen Vshers , Dondolo , Grutti . Gent.

Cleere the presence , the Duke is entring .

Enter Duke , Eugenia , Perenotto , Attendants . Eugen.

I ever was obedient —

Duke . 'T is for thy Honor , which I know , Is to thy selfe a precious sound — that Building I late erected , then shall be thy Pallace . Eugen.

Or my Prison Sir , if I doe rightly understand .

Duke . That name Is too unworthy of it , my Eugenia , Nor will it seeme restraint to my lov'd daughter , Since free to all delights , thy mind shall be It's owne Commander , every day shall strive To bring thee in fresh rarities , Time shall bee . Delighted with thy pleasures , and stay with thee . Eug. Indeed I shall thinke Time has lost his wings When I am thus Cag'd up . Duke . Thou shalt give To him feathers when thou pleasest . Mantua Shall powre her raptures on thee — why have I A Crowne , but to command what thou canst wish for , My deere Eugenia . Eugen. A Deere it seemes , For as you had suspicion of my wildnesse , You 'l measure out my walke . Duke . I am thy Father , Who by example of the wisest Kings , But build a place to lay my Treasure in , Safe from the Robber , where I le place a Guard — Eugen.

Doe you suspect I shall breake Prison ?

Duke . To keepe off violence , and solliciting Which may disturbe thy pleasures , vntill we Shall find out one to match thy Birth and Vertues , My Dukedome is too poore that way , maintaine Thy Fathers Soule : thou hast no bloud to mixe With any beneath Prince — forget as I shall Thy Love was ever falling from thy Greatnesse , Into the Armes of one carryes but stile of Honour . Eugen.

Sir , I am your Daughter .

Duke . Th' ast deserv'd my blessing , and thy obedience In this , new Crownes thy Father : I see I need not Vrge what I am to move thee , and lay force , Thy understanding does appeare convinc'd , And loving duty teaches thee to more , Then the Command — Perenotto — Eugen. What narrow ground I tread ? I know he is Too passionate to be denyed his will , And yet to yeeld will make me miserable ; 'T is my misfortune to be borne so great . Each common man and woman can inioy The ayre , when the condition of a Princesse Makes me a Prisoner . But I must obey In hope it will not last — I have a Soule Is full of gratefull duty , nor will suffer me Further dispute your precept : you have power To steere me as you please . Duke . All the Graces Speake in my Girle — Each syllable doth carry A Volume of thy Goodnesse : all my Cares So well rewarded doe convert to sweetnesse I thanke thy filiall piety : know my Girle That place wherein I looke so rich a Iewell , I doe pronounce againe , shall be thy Paradice : Thy Paradice my Eugenia , saving that In this man onely finds no being — other Delights shall streame themselves into thy Bosome , And those that passe , shall flow agen t' invite Thy sence to tasting — Perenotto . Peren.

Your Graces pleasure ?

Duke .

Admit those Ladyes that attend —

Fulv.

The Duke shewes much Indulgence .

Orp.

Obserue the yssue .

Duke . Wee will not limit thy companions , Elect what Mantuan Beautyes thou canst best Delight in , they shall serue thee : or if some Of your owne Traine , whom we haue thought most proper To be your personall Guard , affect you , they Enter Donella Katherina , Mardona & Fidelia . Attend our pleasures : see , they are ignorant Yet of our purpose , if to any , thy Affection be not free , thy Breath discharge them , And point thy owne Attendants . Eugen. I shall be pleas'd with your appointment , Ladyes , I know you loue me . she goes to the Ladyes . Don. Doth your Grace hold suspition , any of vs Serve you not with our heart ? Eugen. I doe not doubt , Or if I did , you now approach a Tryall , For my sake can you be content to be All Prisoners . Ladyes .

Prisoners ?

Eug. Yes , shut up close Prisoners , and be bard The conuersation , nay the sight of men . Kath. Marry Heaven defend , wherein haue we offended That we must loose the sweet societie Of Men . Mard.

How have we forfeyted our freedome ?

Duke .

No man argue — 't is our pleasure .

Don.

'Las Madam , I am new contracted to a handsome Signior .

Kath.

I have but newly entertain'd a Servant , that gave me these Gloves , they smell of him still , a sweet Courtyer .

Don. Not one man among so many Ladyes ? Not a Gentleman-Vsher ? Nor a Page ? How shall we doe Madam ? Mard. I beseech your Grace let me be exempted , If I haue committed an offence , deserues your Anger , Let one of your Lords cut off my head rather , Sign . Dondolo . Fidel. Shall we expresse , So cold a duty to her highnesse ? Fye Ladyes . Eugen. You shall but suffer with me : I pertake As much Seuerity , as any of you shall . Duke I will expect your duties Lords in silence , Orpiano , you shall to Ferrara , with Our daughters picture , your Commissions sealed — Now faire Ladyes , I hope y' are fixd to waite vpon Eugenia . If your restraint be a Burthen , it shall be In her power to inlarge you , and elect New Friends into your places . Ladyes . 'T is our Duties To obey your Grace and her . Duke .

Perenotto — Are all things prepar'd ?

Per.

They are my Lord .

Duke .

For once then let vs vsher you .

Kat.

Whether doe we goe ?

Peren.

I le tell you .

Done .

Whither ?

Peren. To take Phisicke Madam . The Duke has prepar'd to stay all loosenesse in your bodies You must be all fast : stone walles and morter will bind . Fid.

Come follow with a Courage .

Donel.

I hope we shall be allowed our little Dogs and Monkeyes .

Dond.

Sweet Madam .

Exit omn . man . Fulv. Orp. Dond. Grutti . Grut.

Madam Katherina , they are gone Signior .

Dond.

Would I had knowne this afore ?

Fulv.

The Duke will be censur'd for this Act .

Orp. 'T is very strange , good Lady , I read a forc'd obedience in her Eye , Which hardly held up Raine . Enter Morello . Mor.

Save you deare Sign . which way went the Ladies ?

Grut.

Newes , Signior Newes .

Mor.

I beseech you I may pertake .

Fulv. Have you forgot there was suspicion She affected Signior Philenzo the Cardinals Nephew ? Orp.

Alas poore Gentleman , he suffers for 't .

Fulv. By this restraint he would make her sure , his jealousie Is not yet over — Signior Morello , is your locke rectified , You have mist your Lady but a hayres bredth . Mor. Nay , but my Lords and Gentlemen , where are the Ladies gone indeed ? Grut.

We ha' told you .

Mor.

What , committed to New Prison :

Fulv.

Very true , Signior .

Dond. Our dancing dayes are done , shut vp close , not A man must enter . Mor.

Would I were a Mouse then — why , but is the Duke mad !

Orp.

Take heed what you say Signior : though we be no Informers , yet walles have Eares .

Mor. Eares ? Would I had left mine behind me , heere 's Newes indeed ! Fulv.

And y 'ad come a little sooner , you might ha taken your leave , but 't was your Barbers fault .

Mor.

Would he had left me i th' suds an houre agoe ! What shall we doe Gentlemen , 't is a hard case , when a man that has an intention to marry and live honest —

Enter Rolliardo .

How now , what art thou ?

Roll.

Any thing , nothing : yet a man , yet no man for I want .

Mor.

What ? Th' art no Capon I hope .

Roll.

Mony sir , will you spare any from your precious sinnes .

Grut.

Th' art very free .

Roll.

Yet Sir I am in debt .

Dond.

What dost owe ?

Roll.

Nobody harme .

Fulv.

Whence cam'st —

Roll.

I dropt from the Moone .

Orp: So me thinkes , thou talk'st very madly — Th' ast much humour in thee . Roll.

Ha yee any thing to doe that yee account impossible Gentlemen .

Fulv.

Why , wilt thou do 't ?

Roll.

And you 'l pay for 't . Let mee have mony enough and I le doe any thing .

Orp.

Hold , hold .

Roll.

Yes I will hold .

Mor.

I le lay with thee , what wilt hold —

Roll.

Why Paradoxes .

Grut. Dond.

Paradoxes !

Mor.

I hold you a Paradoxe .

Fulv.

Let 's heare some .

Roll.

There are no beasts but Cuckolds and Flatterers ; no cold weather but i' th Dog-dayes ; no Physicke to a whoore , no foole to an Alderman , no Scholler to a Iustice of Peace , nor no Souldier to a Belt and Buffe Ierkin .

Orp.

A smart fellow .

Enter Duke . Mor.

The Duke .

Duke . So my feares are over , in her restraint I bury all my Iealousies : — How now ? What fellowes this ? Fulv.

Such an Humorist as I neuer before converst withall : it seemes he makes himselfe free of all places .

Duke .

What would he have ?

Roll.

Thy pardon mighty man , if it be no Treason to pray for thee , save thee , wilt imploy me ? 'T is Vacation , and I want worke , aske me not what I can doe , let me have money enough , and I le doe any thing .

Duke .

You haue your Sences ?

Roll.

Five , the small Birds dare not peepe for him , I take it : I can see greatnesse big with an Impostume , yet towring in the Ayre like a Fawlcon : I can heare a man sweare I am thy Eternall Slave , and will serve thee : when if opportunity were offer'd , for price of a Plush Cloak , he will be the first shall strip thee to the very Soule : I can taste wine that another man payes for , and rellish any thing that comes of free cost : I can smell a Knave through a Bar'd Gowne , a Politician , through a Surplace ; a Foole , through a Scarlet out-side : I can touch a Wench better then a Lute , and tell mony with a Secretary , to shew I ha lost my feeling : tush , all 's nothing , I have a humour to doe some thing to be talked on , nothing can come amisse to me , let me have mony enough , and my life to a cheese payring , I le doe any thing .

Duke .

You 'l except somewhat .

Roll.

Not to doe o're the Seven Wonders of the World , and demolish 'em when I ha done , let me have money enough , what starre so high , but I will measure by this Iacobs staffe : Divine mony , the Soule of all things Sublunary , what Lawyers tongue will not be tipt with silver , and will not mony with a Iudge make it a plaine Case , does not gowty Greatnesse find ease with Aurum palpabile , and he 's a sleight Physitian cannot give a Golden Glister at a dead lift : — Mony , I adore thee , it comes neere the nature of a Spirit , and is so suttle it can creepe in at a Cranny , bee present at the most inward Councels , and betray em : Mony , it opens lockes , drawes Curtaines , buyes wit , sels Honesty , keepes Courts , sights Quarrels , pulls downe Churches , and builds Almeshouses .

Duke .

A wilde fellow .

Fulv.

Will your Grace have him punisht for this insolence ?

Duke .

No , his humor is good mirth to vs ; whence art ?

Roll.

I am of no Country .

Duke .

How ?

Roll.

I was borne vpon the Sea .

Duke .

When ?

Roll.

In a Tempest I was told —

Mor.

A blustering fellow .

Duke .

Thy Name .

Roll.

Rolliardo .

Duke .

And how long hast thou beene mad thus ?

Roll. Your Highnesse may be merry-and if you have no Employment for me , I am gone . Duke Stay we command you , and bethinke agen , What to except in your bold vndertaking . Roll. I except nothing , nothing Duke , it were no glory Not to be generall , active in all , let me have Mony Enough and I le doe any thing . Duke .

You shall .

Fulv.

Will your Grace set him aworke ?

Roll.

Name the Action .

Duke .

What say you to a Lady ?

Roll.

I will fall vpon her , as Iupiter on Danae , let me have a shower of Gold , Acrisius brazen Tower shall melt agen , were there an Army about it , I would compasse her in a Moneth or dye for 't .

Duke .

Ha ? — A Lady without guard would try your wit , and mony to get her Love .

Roll.

A toy , a toy .

Duke . Through a Credulity , you may too much Traduce the Sexe , and merit such a Iustice No Mony will buy off : — admit some Branches Grow not so straight and beautifull , as Nature Intended them , will you disgrace the stemme Or for some womans Levity , accuse That fayre Creation ? Mony buy their Love Promise a Salary of that sacred flame Themselves cannot direct , as guided by Divine intelligence . Roll.

Your Highnesse Pardon ; if you prohibite I must not undertake , but let me have freedome , and Mony enough ( for that 's the Circle I walke in ) and if I doe not conjure up a spirit hot enough to inflame a frozen Lucrece bosome : make Mummy of my flesh , and sell me to the Apothecaries : try me with some Master peece ; A womans Love is as easie as to eate dinner without saying Grace , getting of Children , or going to bed drunke : Let me have Money enough , and taxe me to the purpose .

Fulv. Orp.

He 's constant .

Duke . Admit there be a Lady , whom a Prince Might Court for her Affection ; Of a Beauty , Great as her Vertue , adde unto them Birth , Equall to both , and all three but in her Not to be match'd — Suppose this Myracle ( Too precious for mans Eye ) were shut vp , where A Guard more watch ull then the Dragons ; did Forbid accesse to mankind : — Men pick'd out Betweene whose Soules and Mony were Antipathy Beyond that which we know ; and you assoone Might bribe to be a Saint : — what would you doe With your enough of mony , were your life Ingag'd to winne her Love ? Roll. The sky may fall , and Aldermen cry Larkes About the City . Duke .

The fellow 's impudent : Sirrah , thou hast landed thy selfe upon a Rocke , you shall have sence of what you would contemne , a Life : put on a most fortified resolution , you shall need it ; we haue a daughter thus lock'd up —

Fulv,

What does the Duke meane ?

Duke .

A Virgin .

Orp.

He is in Passion .

Duke . Shalt not ingage thee on a worke so much Impossible as procurement of her Love , Make it appeare with all the Art thou canst Get but accesse to her ; a Moneth we limit But take heed Boaster , if you faile ; your Life Shall onely satisfie our charge , and teach All other Mountibanks to be at distance , With such bold undertakings : you shall expect A severe Iustice : By this , I shall try the Fidelity of those are trusted . Roll.

'T is a match , I shall have mony enough ?

Duke .

You shall . What d' yee call enough , yet it shall be under 20. thousand Crownes : I will not leave the Pawne here , for twice so much .

Roll.

I will not be particular and agree o th' Summe , you looke I should dye if I performe not , and I le looke to bee merry and want nothing while I live , I le not take the Advantage on you , because I hope to receive credit by it : if I use now and then a round summe set me up o th' Ticket for 't , but who shall passe his word if I doe this feate , you 'l let me keepe my head a my shoulders .

Duke .

Our royall word secure thee .

Roll.

'T is enough .

Fulv.

What security can your Grace expect for his forthcomming , if he fayle .

Duke . We ha studyed that , 'T is but the losse of some superfluous Crownes , Let the end carry what successe Fate please , All the expence will not be lost , to try The faith of those we shall imploy in this ; Our Citie 's strong , the River that invirons On three parts , shall be carefully attended , A wall makes safe the fourth , which shall be guarded Our Vigils shall be so exact , he shall Deserve his liberty , if he escape vs , We are constant Sir . Fulv.

Would he might pay for his curiositie .

Roll.

I le waite upon your Highnesse for some earnest : I have a Moneth good , let me have faire play and my bargaine Mony enough , if I doe come short , let my head be too heavie for my shoulders ; if I doe more then is expected , you 'l beleeve it possible hereafter : when a man has money enough he may doe any thing .

Duke .

Maintaine your humour still — attend vs .

Exeunt Manent Morello , Dondolo , and Grutti . Mor.

Here 's a mad fellow , does he meane to get into the Ladyes ?

Dond.

It seemes so .

Gr.

Or I wud not be in his taking when the Moon changes .

Mor.

Our best course then is to observe and humor him , he may have a tricke more then we know ; he seemes to be a good Fellow , let 's be drunke together , and get him to confesse it — ha ?

Don. Grut.

A match .

Mor. Like errand Knights our valiant wits must wrastle To free our Ladyes from the inchanted Castle . Exeunt .
Actus . II.
Scaena . I. Enter Bonanico and a Servant . Serv. D' Yee thinke this Hayre And habit will sufficiently disguise you , From your inquiring Creditors ? Bon. No question , Have you disperst my Billes about the City , Does every publike place carry the scrole , As I commanded ? Serv.

I have beene carefull .

Bon.

What doe they say abroad , doe they not wonder ?

Serv. They are strucken dumbe at reading , he that has The use of tongue , employes it to expresse His admiration of your Art , your deepe , Invisible Art . Bon. There 's hope then we shall prosper , In this beleeving Age , Jtaly is full Of Iugling Mountibanks , that shew trickes with oyles , And powders , here an Emperick dares boast Himselfe a Paracelsian , and dawbe Each Post with printed follyes , when he went A' th ticket with some Midwife , or old woman For his whole stocke of Physicke , here a fellow Onely has skill to make a handsome perewig , Or to sowe teeth i' th gummes of some state Madam , Which she coughes out agen , when so much phlegme As would not strangle a poore flea , provokes her , Proclaimes himselfe a rectifier of Nature , And is beleev'd so , getteth more by keeping Mouthes in their quarterly reparations , Then knowing men for all their Art , and paines I' th cure of the whole body — shall we doubt To be made rich , rich Carlo , by our Art Whereof I am the first and bold Professor In Jtaly , we shall grow fat and purchase , Dost not thinke so ? Serv. To goe invisible Who will not learne at any rate . Bon. True Carlo . There may be in the throng of our admirers , Some will presume 't above the power of Art To make men walke and talke invisible . But we can cleere the mistery , and make Mantua in the proofe acknowledge it A matter feasible — here 's some Customer Enter Rolliardo . Ha ? 'T is the Humorist , the Vndertaker , The Bird I spread my Art for , he has mony Enough , and 's apt to prove a fortune to me . Roll.

So the Covenants are seal'd , I am like a famous Cathedrall with two ring of Bells , a sweet Chime a both sides , now 't is noys'd I ha mony enough , how many Gallants of all sorts and Sexes court me , here 's a Gentleman ready to run himselfe in the Kennell , for hast to give me the Wall , this Cavalier will kisse my hand , while th' other Signior crinckels i th' hammes , as hee were studying new Postures against his turne comes to salute me . As I walke , euery Window is glaz'd with eyes , as some tryumph were in the street ; this Madova invites me to a Banquet for my discourse , t'other Bona roba sends me a Sparke , a third a Ruby , a fourth an Emerald , and all but in hope to put their Iewels to vsury , that they may returne agen with precious Interest — Thus farre it goes well , very well , what 's next -

Bon.

Save you Signior .

Roll.

What art thou ?

Bon.

One appointed by fate to doe you service Sir .

Roll.

But I gave fate no Commission to take you up for me , I ha more followers then the Duke already , prethee have me commended to the Lady Destinyes , and tell 'em I am provided .

Bon. Mistake me not , he speakes to you , has power To make you happy . Roll.

Prethee make thy selfe happy with a warme suite first , thy house is but poorely thatched , and thou beest so good at making happy , why hast no better clothes .

Bo. 'T is no felicity , or admit : the Sunne Dispenceth a rich warmth about the World Yet hath no heate it selfe . Roll.

Philosophie .

Bo. To omit circumstance , I know what you Haue vndertaken to the generall Amazement : vpon penalty of death , You must procure accesse to the faire Princesse , 'T is in my Art to helpe — to perfect what The Duke holds so imposible . Roll.

How canst thou assist mee .

Bo. Although my outside promise not , my braine Is better furnished , I ha gain'd by study A secret , will aduance the worke you labour with , I le teach you Sir to goe invisible — Roll.

How ? t' hast no clouen foote , I sent brimstone , and thou beest a Diuell tell me .

Bo. I trifle not , I am a man , whose fame Shall out-liue time , in teaching you this Mistery For which I must expect reward — you are , ( Lowd noise proclaimes it ) able , & can pay me Out of the Dukes Exchequer , being your selfe His walking treasury . Roll.

You 'l teach me to goe invisible you say .

Bo. I can , and with your safety , for I deale not With magick , to betray you to a Faith Black and Satannicall , I abhorre the Diuell . Roll.

Very like so .

Bo. Which some haue coniured into a Ring , To effect the wonder , I admit of no Suffumigation , incense offer'd to Infernall Spirits , but by Art , whose Rules Are lawfull and Demonstrative — Roll.

You thinke I admire you all this while — Harke , when did you eate ? or doe you hope agen , that you are put to this pitifull and desperate exigent . I see you my would be Invisible , fine Knave .

Bon.

D' ee mocke me , Sir ?

Roll.

I le tell you a better project , wherein no Courtier has prefool'd you . Sticke your skin with feathers , and draw the rabble of the City for pence a peece to see a monstrous Bird brought from Peru , Baboones have past for men already , beene taken for Vsurers , i' their furr'd Gownes and Night-caps , keepe a foole in pay , to tell the multitude of a Gentle fayth , that you were caught in a Wildernesse , and thou mayst be taken for some farre Country Howlet .

Bon.

Doe you despise my Art ?

Roll.

Art ? but such another word , and I shall marre the whole expectation of your invisible traffique , in , to your nest ; and leave me , distinguish men before you practise on 'em , 't is wholsome caution .

Bon.

I leave you to the misery of your unbeleefe , when you heare of me hereafter , you will curse your fortune to have thus neglected me , fare you well , Sir .

Exit . Enter Perenotto , with 3. or 4. of the Guard . Roll.

This is Perenotto Captaine of the Guard .

Per.

Not yet attempted you ?

1.

We have not seene him my Lord .

Per.

He 's here .

2.

Is that he that has gold enough ? would I had some of his yellow hammers .

Rol.

D' ee heare , you are one of the List .

1.

A poore Halbert man Sir .

Rol.

Poore ? hold thee , there 's gold for thee : — thou woo't be honest now ?

1.

O yes Sir .

Roll.

Not a peny , and thou hadst not beene a foole , thou wouldst ha bin a Knave , & so thou might'st have got by me , yet by those scuruy legs there 's some hope thou 't be converted at all adventures take it .

1.

I will be what you please Sir .

Roll.

Tell me what condition is that Sign . of ? is he rich ?

1.

He loves money .

Roll.

Come ? Shalt be my Pensioner — here 's more gold for

1.

D' yee make question of that Sir ? he bought his Office , & therefore may sell his Conscience , he has sold 200. on 's twice over , he was brought up at Court , and knowes what belongs to his place , I warrant you .

Roll.

Good .

1.

Am I not a Knave now Sir ?

Roll.

I like thee .

1.

To your cost : — I hope you wo'not tell him what I say : but if you doe , and he chance to turne me out of my office , your gold is restorative .

Per.

To your stations , and be circumspect .

Ex. Guard . Roll.

Noble Sir , you are the onely man I have Ambition to honour .

Per.

I should be proud to merit such a Phrase .

Roll. 'T is in your power to oblige my Soule — w' are private , I am jealous of the Wind lest it convey Our noyse too farre : This Morne I had some traffique With a Ieweller , and if my Iudgment erre not , H 'as richly furnish'd me . What sayes your Lordship to this Diamond ? Per.

'T is a glorious one .

Roll. Does it not sparkle most divinely Signior , A rowe of these stucke in a Ladies Forehead , Would make a Persian stagger in his Faith , And give more Adoration to this Light Then to the Sun beame : I ha fellowes to 'em A Nest of bright ones . Per. This Boxe is studded like a frosty Night with stars You have out bid their Value , make me a gainer In changing them for your commends . Per.

How Sir .

Roll.

I 'm serious .

Per. I never shall deserve this Bounty , if You 'd point me out some service to begin my gratitude — Roll. You have a Noble Soule I le teach you how to merit more . Peren.

I am Covetous of such a knowledge .

Roll. Make but my path a smooth one to the Princesse , I am briefe , you know my undertaking . Per.

So I should be a Traytor .

Roll.

It comes not neere the question of a life : do 't I le enable you , to buy another Dukedome , State , and Title .

Per. Although 't were necessary in the Affayres Of such high consequence to deliberate , Yet for this once , I le be as briefe as you , I wo'not doe 't . Roll.

How ?

Per. No indeed Signior , you shall pardon me At this time , and I le keepe your Iewels too For they are guifts : hereafter you will know me So fare you well Sir . Exit . Roll. Was I not told this Officer was corrupt ? I want Faith to beleeve the Myracle . Sure he does but iest with me , ha ? Enter Morello , Dondolo , Grutti . Mor.

The Guard will accept no money .

Don.

What an ago do wee liue in , when officers will take no bribes .

Grut.

Not the Golden one .

Don.

Here 's Rolliardo .

Roll

I 'me quite lost .

Grut.

'T is he .

Roll. Yet he keepes my jewels , there may be some hope I le to him agen , 't is but his modesty At first not to see me easie , he must be courted Statesmen like Virgins first , should giue denyall , Experience and opportunity make the tryall . Saue you Gallants . Mor.

And you goe thereto : saue your selfe , you are in a worse pickle then wee are .

Don.

And how i' st wee Signiour ?

Grut.

Doe you thriue in your hopes ?

Roll.

I doe not dispaire Gentlemen , you see I doe not weare my hat in my eyes , crucifie my armes , or intreate your Lordships braine to melt in a Petition for me .

Mor.

I did but iest , I know you haue a way to the wood in your Pericranium , what is 't wee are honest simple minded Lords .

Roll.

I thinke so .

Grut.

Nay nay , impart .

Don.

Wee tell no tales .

Mor.

Woo'd wee were whipt and wee doe .

Roll.

Why shall I tell you — you are three .

Mor.

Very secret —

Roll.

Coxecombs .

All 3.

How ?

Roll.

A miserable leash of Court Mimicks .

Mor.

Mimicks ? what 's that .

Roll.

You perfumd Goates .

Mo.

Oh is that it , I neuer heard what a Mimick was before .

Roll.

D ee thinke I am so wretched in a point that concernes my life and honour , to trust my wayes and purposes to you that haue no soules .

Don.

No soules .

Mor.

Peace how comes he to know that ?

Grut.

Why hast thou none ?

Mo.

'T was more then euer I could see in my selfe yet .

Roll.

Things that haue forfeited their Creation , and had not your Tailors tooke compassion on you , you had died to all mens thoughts , who long since wod ha forgotten that euer there were such thinges in Nature .

Don.

Shall wee suffer this ?

Roll.

Yes , and make legs , in token of your thankefullnesse , if I were at leisure , I would make you shew trickes now .

Mo.

Doe I looke like a Johnanapes ?

Roll.

But I wonot .

Mo.

It were not your best course .

Roll.

How ?

Mo.

Alas Sir I should but shame my selfe , and be laughed at afore all this Company .

Roll.

When you see mee next avoide mee , as you would doe your poore kindred when they come to Court . Get you home , say your Prayers , and wonder that you come off without beating , for 't is one of my Myracles .

Mo.

Had wee not better a gone to Tauerne , as I plotted at first , he could not ha beene more valiant in his drinke .

Grut.

I m'e glad hee s gone .

Don.

I know not what to make on him .

Mo.

Make on him quotha , he made little reckning of vs , but and he had not gone as he did , I should ha made

Don.

What ?

Mo.

Vrine in my breeches — he sqeezed me , I thinke I was ready to melt 'o , both sides .

Grut.

But harke you Signior , wee forget the Ladies still

Mo.

Well remembred .

Don.

Le ts consult to purpose about that — shall wee ?

Mo.

No , euery one thinke what he can by himselfe , my thoughts shall be private , and not free at this time ; euery one scratch his owne head .

Grut.

And he that gets the first hint , communicate —

Don.

A match .

Mo.

Let me see — umh .

Don.

What if I did — nothing , my braines are dull .

Grut.

Ten to one , but if I did — let it alone , a pox on 't , I were best drinke some Sacke , they say it helpes inuention .

Mo.

O rare .

Both .

Rub rub , out with it .

Mo.

No , 't is gone backe agen , I drunke buttered Sacke this Morning and it slipt backe when 't was almost at my tongues end — but it was a delicate proiect , whatsoeuer it was .

Grut.

Recouer it with thy finger .

Don.

Follow it Morello .

Mo.

Now , now , now , let me alone — make no noise , 't is comming agen , I ha 't , I ha 't —

Don.

Hold it fast now .

Grut.

Loose it not , thou art great with wit , let vs deliuer thee , what , is t ?

Mo.

Some wiser then some .

They follow him vp and downe for discouery . Don.

Wilt not tell vs ?

Grut.

Didst not promise .

Mo.

No hast — as occasion serves — it cost more then so yet you may know 't .

Don.

Well said .

Mo.

Hereafter , but not now — away , doe not tempt me I will eate the sweat of my owne braine , O rare ! neuer was such a straine of wit inuented . — d ee heare , Gentlemen ; if you will command me any service to the Ladies , I doe purpose to visite em — with quirke — hey .

Grut.

How ?

Mo.

Marry doe I .

Don.

Nay Morelle .

Mo.

Gentlemen , as I told you , if you haue any thing to the Ladies , before I goe I am the messenger , — there is a crotchet and so forth — a carwhichet is found out - your eares — I will doe such a stratagem as neuer the like was heard of in the world . — Oh rare . —

Exit . Don.

Hee s mad .

Grut. So am I , that he is so reservd What shall 's doe . Enter Bonamico disguised . Bon.

Saue you Signiors , pray where abouts is the signe of the invisible man .

D. G.

The invisible man .

Bon.

Cry yee mercy now I see it .

Exit . Don.

See 't he does more then wee can , the Gentleman 's mistaken , heere s no such signe , yet hee went in there .

Grut.

Hee has better eyes then wee to distinguish it .

Enter Servant to Bon : disguised . Ser.

This , It his is it .

Don

What is it pray ?

Ser.

What s that to you ?

Grut.

In courtesie wee aske :

Ser.

Then by the signe this is the house , whether I am going to enquire for a Gentleman that teaches men to walke invisible .

Grut.

That wo'd be seene , this is newes .

Ser.

Newes , either you haue slept long , or you are Gentlemen of very small intelligence , examine the next paper you see aduanced , and informe your selues , farewell Gallants .

Exit . Don.

Hee 's entred there to .

Grut.

Teach men to walke invisible , a very fine trade .

Don.

Would 't were true , wee should desire no other device to get into the Ladies .

Enter Bonamico and Seruant in other disguises . Grut.

'T is impossible — see , see , more Gentlemen , prethee le ts to him , this will bee a tricke worth our learning .

Don.

Stay , wee are not acquainted , le ts knocke first .

Enter Servant . Ser.

Your pleasures Gentlemen .

Don.

Pray Sir , what signes is this ?

Ser.

The invisible man Sir .

Grut.

Man , I see no man .

Don.

Here s nothing but a cloude .

Ser.

Right Sir , and hee 's behinde it , the mans invisible .

Don.

Pretty faith , It may bee the man i' the Moone for ought wee know .

Ser.

Would yee any thing with my Master .

Gurt.

He does teach to walke invisible they say .

Ser.

He is the onely Professor of the miraculous invisible Art .

Don.

May wee change a little discourse with him .

Ser.

There are some Gentlemen with him — but I 'le tell him , I am preuented , hee 's comming forth himselfe .

Enter Bonamico . Don.

Signior Altomaro I take it .

Bon.

'T is my name Sir , a poore Artist , not warme in these parts of Italy .

Grut.

And you were not too busie Sir —

Bon.

Please you walke in , I am now alone , your persons will grace my poore habitation .

Don.

Wee saw 4. or 5. enter but now .

Bon.

I ha dispatch 'em they are fresh departed .

Don.

Which way .

Grut.

Here 's not a man , are they not suncke , came they out heere ?

Bon.

Vpon my credit Sir no other way .

Don.

Then they went invisible .

Bon.

Right Sir , they came hither to that purpose , their designes required hast .

Grut.

This man can doo 't I see already .

Don.

Sir if you can assure vs this invisible walking , for wee are not so ignorant as wee seeme , wee ha seene the Play of the Inuisible Knight , and —

Bon.

That of the Ring too , ha ye not .

Don.

Yes .

Bon.

The one was Magick , and t'other an imposture , what I doe is by Art faire and naturall , are you in debt and feare arresting , you shall saue your money in protections , come vp to the face of a Sergiant , nay walke by a Shole of these mankind horse-leaches , and be mace proofe . If you haue a mind to raile at 'em , or kick some a their loose flesh out , they shannot say blacks your eye , nor with all their linces eyes discouer you : would you see when the Mercers abroad , how his man playes the Merchant at home with his Mistris silkeworme , and deales vnderhand for commodity — would your selfe talke with a Lady in secret , sit downe , play with her , rauish a Diamond from her finger , and bind her soft wrist with a bracelet , kisse her abroad , at home , before her seruants , in the presence of her jealous husband , nay trusse her vp , when the tame Lord is a bed with her , and to his eyes be vndiscovered as the winde Signior — doe you suspect your Mistris playes double ? would you heare how she entertaines the t'others loue , and know what she does i' the closet with the smooth Page — would you be present at secret Counsels , betray letters , see how such a Lord paints his thighes , this perfume his breath , t'other marshall his fine French teeth , see this Statesmans eyes put out with a bribe , how that officer cozens the Duke , and his Secretary abuses 'em both , this Lawyer takes fees a both sides ; while the Iudge examines the fertility , and price of the Mannor , before the witnesses and then decrees who shall haue the Land ? would you see iustice employ her scales to weigh light Gold , that comes in for fees or corruption , and flourish with her sword like a Fencer to make more roome for causes ' ithe Court .

Don.

All this and more may be done , if we can but goe invisible , but how can you assure vs of that . I would faine see any man goe invisible once .

Bon.

See him Sir ?

Grut.

Video pro intelligo I meane Sir .

Bon.

Nay Sir you need not distinguish , for it is possible to see a man invisible obserue me , you see mee now perfectly , in euery part , if I should walke before you without a body .

Grut.

How ?

Bon.

My head onely visible and hanging in the Ayre like a Comet .

Don.

That were a strange sight ?

Bon.

Sometimes nothing shal be seene but my arme , another while one of my legs , hopping without a body .

Grut.

This is admirable .

Bon.

When I please I will haue nothing conspicuous , but my hand , nay , perhaps my little finger .

Don.

Doe not you conjure then ?

Grut.

Come you will cast a mist before our eyes .

Bon.

'T is a Mistery indeed but a safe one Signiors .

Don.

Why looke you Sir , if you will be pleased that wee may see you first walke invisible , wee shall not onely credit your Art , but at any rate be ambitious to bee your Disciples .

Bon.

Why Gentlemen , you speake but Iustice , you shall haue experiment . I wil be invisible first , but as to other in this kinde , I will not demonstrate without halfe in hand , let me haue 50. Crownes apeece , I le point you a day when I will be invisible .

Grut.

Can you not doe it presently .

Bon.

I can be invisible in a twinckling , but what assurance can you haue , that I am here at the same instant , when you see no part of mee , I may deceiue you .

Don.

He sayes true .

Bon.

I doe purpose therefore to giue you reality and proofe , for I will walke invisible , all but — my hand .

Both .

Your hand ?

Bon.

Onely my hand , you shall touch it , see euery line in 't , and the rest of my body be to you invisible , this will require a little time for preparation , and when with the consent of your eyes and vnderstandings , I keepe my promise in this point , you will thinke your monies well expended to be taught the Mistery .

Don.

This is very faire .

Grut.

The crowne shall be ready Sir .

Don.

Expect 'em within this houre .

Enter Rolliardo . Bon.

At your owne pleasures , ha Rolliardo ? I must not be seene Gentlemen .

Exit . Both .

Farewell incomparable Signior — what lucke had wee to light vpon this Artist , he shanot publish it , wee 'l buy the whole secret at any value , and then get him remoue into some other Province , who 's this .

Roll.

Am not I mad , sure I am , though I doe not know it , and all the World is but a Bedlam , a house of correction to whip vs into our sences , I ha knowne the time when jewels and Gold had some vertue in 'em , the generation of men now are not subject to corruption ; Democritus the Worlds refin'd .

Don.

'T is Rolliardo , he lookes Melancholy , le ts haue a fling at him , giue you joy of the great Lady Sir , which is the next way to the Moone pray ?

Roll.

Bolt vpright Muskat , and if you make hast you may be one of her Calues , next time she appeares , you shall see her becken to you , with a paire of hornes , iust a' the size of those are preparing for your forehead , my precious animall .

Don.

Ha , ha , ha , the fellowes mad .

Grut.

Can you tell Sir , what became of all the Swallowes , Cuckoes , and small birds , wee had here last Summer ?

Roll.

Marry Sir they went to Sea , to aide the Cranes , and there haue bin mustering euer since , but for want of a Woodcocke they ha left behind 'em , they dare not venture vpon the Pigmies , you may doe well to ouertake the Buzzard and releeue the Army Sir .

Grut.

Ha , ha , ha .

Exit . Roll.

I shall be grinnde to death as I walke the streetes , 't is no policy to be dull and modest — but let me see , which way to compasse my worke , and put my selfe out of the common laughter the very children will ieere mee shortly I thinke , and point me out with stones , the precious vndertaker . I might haue had more wit then to run my selfe into this calamitie whom haue wee next .

Enter the Duke , Embassador , Fulvio , Dondolo , Grutti attendants , Courtiers .

The Duke ? what stranger 's that ? I must not seeme deiected .

Emb.

Is this he your Highnesse discoursed of ?

Duke . This is the peece made vp of all performance The man of any thing without exception , Giue him but Gold , Kings daughters and their heires Though lockt in towers of Brasse , are not safe from him . Nay though I play the chimist with my trust And from a Million of sure confidences I draw the spirit of honesty into a few , He can corrupt 'em . Roll. You are my Prince great Sir , and you haue spoke Not much vnlike a braue one . Don.

Hee le jeere the Duke too

Roll. If my head Come to be paid to you , before Sunne-set That day when it is forfeite , I ha cleerd with you , And shall depart out of your Royall debt There 's all you can demand , a good sharpe sword Will make an euen reckning . Emb.

He seemes confident .

Court . 1.

With your Graces leaue , let me come to him .

Roll.

Now a fierce dog .

1.

What came into thy mind , thou daring madman , foole is a word of favour to thee .

Roll.

So Sir .

1.

To vndertake such an impossible taske .

Roll. Mushroumpe — I le cast away a few words on thee Had I another life , I 'de vndertake yet Though I below in all opinion , To venture it , with the riches I haue spread To corrupt others , to make thee my parasite , I would engage my life to weare no steps To thy white daughter , thou and thy graue Matron Most humbly should present her , when I was pleased too For feare I should refuse the sport you brought mee . Duke .

I neuer knew man beare his scorne so high , too him some other .

Grut.

Not I Sir , you shall excuse me , 't was the last thing I did .

2. In the position generall , ' I le not touch him For mony may be said to purchase all things But to aspire to my good Soueraignes daughter Of blessed memory . Roll.

Shee 's not dead I hope .

2. There Gold and trash was impudently inferr'd , And 't was a taske too insolent , in that point You 'd willingly give a pound of your proud flesh , To be releast . Roll. I heard a pound of flesh , a Iewes demand once T was gravely now remembred of your Lordship — releast ? Fortune , and courtesie of opinion Gives many men Nobility of Birth , That never durst doe nobly , nor attempt Any designe , but fell below their Honors . Cas'd up in Chambers , scarcely ayre themselves But at a Horse-race , or i' th Parke with Puppets , That for which I 'm your laughter , I speake to You flattering tribe of Courtiers , to you Glowormes Is my chiefe glory , that perhaps being sprung From humble Parentage , dare yet attempt A deed so farre above me , that sets all Your Wisedomes in Combustion , you may thinke I 've made a sorry bargaine for my life , Let Scorners know in ayming at her onely My memory after death , receives more honour Then all your marble Pinnacles can raise you , Or alablaster figures , whiter farre Then ere your soules were , and that houre I dye If you dare looke vpon me , without fainting ( Which I much feare ) you shall see death so scorn'd , I meane for any terrour , you shall thinke him My slave to take my upper Garment off . Don.

I told your Hignesse — How you shud find him .

Emb.

A brave Resolution .

' Duke . Be this the Prologue to the mirth , my Lord Attends to entertaine you ; set on , we 'll leave him . Ha , ha , ha . Exeunt . Roll pulls Fulvio backe . Roll. Sir , I observ'd you Noble , and not apt To throw derision on me with the rest , Which does encourage me , to aske you a question . Fulv.

Name it Sir .

Roll.

Pray what strange'r 's that walk'd with the Duke ?

Ful.

'T is an Embassador from Florence Sir .

Roll.

An Embassador , his designe I pray ?

Ful. To treate of Marriage betwixt our Princesse And the great Dukes sonne , desired much by our' Master Who has some hope , t' wil be effected too . Has brought rich presents to her . Roll.

This is all .

Ful.

You haue it freely .

Exit . Roll.

Y 'aue honored me , married to Tuscany ? so , if my ambition had beene fortunate , I might haue beene his taster , but my starres want influence , they are too dull , and weary of my fate , Rolliardo then must forfeit , why that 's the worst on 't , I will make a glorious blaze in death , and while I liue , make the Dukes treasure pay for 't , nor shall he accuse me , I exhaust him poorely , i 'le study out some noble way to build me a remembrance . ha . — a Church or Colledge ? Tedious , my glasse has but few sandes , I must doe some thing I may liue to finish : I ha 't , I will send to all the prisons i th Citty , and pay the poore mens debts for 'em : the world wants such a President : I ha mony enough since I faile in my other ends , I will doe some good deedes before I dye , so shall I be more sure of Prayers , then if I built a Church , for they are not certaine to continue their foundation , fate I despise thee , I sinke vnder no cheape and common action , but sell my life too Fame , in catching my death by so braue an aspiring .

If I obtaine a Monument , be this all Write on my graue . This man climbe'd high to fall . Exit .
Actus III .
Scaena I. Enter Guard . 1.

Come Gentlemen , wee must watch still , that none run away with the Princesse .

2.

He must haue an excellent stomacke , that can breake these stone walles to come to her .

3.

Beside this moueable wall of flesh which we carry .

2.

One makes toward vs , — 't is a Lady .

Enter Morello like a Lady . Mo.

So , now am I as valiant as Hercules , when he turned spnister , greate Iupiter , the patron of scapes , assist my petticote , and at my returne , I will sacrifice my linnen-breeches to thee , — here be the men , the men of mettle , now Venus I beseech thee , and they bee men they will let a Lady enter without many questions .

1.

Saue you sweet Lady , your affaires this way ?

Mo.

I goe but in to the Princesse .

1.

From whom ?

Mo.

From the Dukes Grace .

1

What may be your Ladiships name ?

Mo.

I neuer thought to giue my selfe a name — my name is Madam — um . My name is something an odde name , but — I doe not stand vpon 't — my name 's Thorne .

1.

Indeed Madam Thorne , if his Grace haue sent you to such a purpose , you must shew something for our discharge .

Mo.

Why hearke you it was but forgotten , of the Duke to send his signet — but I ha brought some of his Highnesse deputies wo' mee , I hope that will satisfie .

As he takes out mony discouers Breeches . 2.

By this gold , breeches

3.

No , they are but silke — here will be sport , I haue a hint already .

1.

Say you so ? 'T is very well — but Madam , we are many , and we would be loth to venture — deale ingeniously sweet Lady , have you no more gold in your breeches ?

Mor.

Not a doyt , as I am vertuous and sinfull .

1.

Passe — but d' ee heare — and you shud not be secret now .

Mor.

As I am a Gentleman .

3.

A Gentleman ? do'st heare him ? i le put him to 't .

Mor.

I have left some Crownes with your fellow .

2.

Tush , that wo'not satisfie me .

Mor.

Indeed , I ha no more mony .

2.

You have commodity , hang this transitory gold — give me — what 's this ?

Mor.

Nothing but a wart a' my little finger .

2.

A wart , let me see 't .

Pulls off his Glove . Mor.

'T is a Diamond , 't was my Mothers Legacy — or else

2.

Is it your will I should have it ?

Mor.

It was my Mothers will I should weare it , her Ghost will haunt me , and I should give it away .

2.

You know the way backe Lady .

Mor.

You will give me my gold agen .

1.

Not a doyt , as I am vertuous and sinfull , stand with him for a toy , and know y 'ave no warrant from the Duke , 't is in our power .

Mor.

D' ee heare Sir , and it were a Diamond of gold you shud have it .

2.

Lady , I kisse your hand .

Mor.

Y 'ave kiss'd the Ring of a my finger I me sure .

2.

Vse your fortune , passe .

Mor.

If I get to the Ladies , some body shall pay for this , that 's my comfort .

3.

Can you wrastle Madam .

Takes him by the shoulder . Mor.

Ah — wrastle Sir , Ladies doe not use to wrastle .

3.

They are throwne downe with their good wills then , come you and I will have a bout , I must hug your little body .

1.

Humor him , and y' are past danger .

Mor.

Wod you ha me teare my clothes ?

1.

I le perswade him .

3.

To tell you true Madam , this fellow is an abhominable Lecher , there is no scaping him without a fall , a very Satyre , he leapes all comes neare him , if your Ladiships modesty can dispence with a private favour — you understand ; for our parts , we are satisfied otherwise , and our lips are sow'd up , take him a ' toside , and see how you can mollifie him , hee 's a Cocke a the Game , and will tread you and you were ten Thornes .

Mor.

Mollifie him , doth he use Ladies so , he will molifie me .

2.

And you were his sister , all 's one to him , the Divell is not more hot and Robustious , where he finds opposition to the sport ; therefore the Duke made choyce of him , as suspecting some Lord might come disguis'd a this fashion , to prevent dishonour to the Princesse and Ladies — use your owne discretion .

Mor.

What will become of me , if he be such a Wencher he 'll ravish me , and discover all , what a Rascall was I to venture thus , i le giue thee my Fan to perswade him — helpe , helpe .

3. Nay then . He throwes him downe , and discovers his Breeches . Why how now ? Breeches ? 1.

This is a man .

2.

Sure 't is a woman .

Mor.

To tell you true Gentlemen , I am neyther a man nor a woman , I am an Hermaphrodite .

1.

How ? an Hermaphrodite ? What would you doe among the Ladyes then .

2.

An Hermaphrodite .

3.

Let 's search him .

Mor.

Ah.

1.

Stay let 's be advis'd , if he be such a Monster , our best way is to carry him to the Duke .

2. 3.

Agreed .

Mor.

I shall be undone — d' yee heare Noble friends 't is but a folly to dissemble , I am no such thing , I am no Hermaphrodite , I am a friend of yours .

All .

Of ours .

2.

Your Name , I beseech you .

Mor.

I did but jest all this while , the Duke himselfe put me upon 't , to see whether I could cozen you , my Name 's Morello .

1.

Signior Morello , 't is not possible .

Mor.

As I am vertuous , I am , I am no Hermaphrodite , no matter for the Gold or Diamonds t is your owne — I le acquaint his Grace how carefull I found you , and if he doe not reward you beside , i le say hee 's the poorest Duke in Christendome : I le tell him presently .

3.

Noble Signior wee 'le waite vpon you to him .

Mo,

No , no , 't is better for me to goe alone .

1.

Your pardon , you shall tell him how carefull you found vs wee 'le relate to him how cunningly you carried the businesse .

Mo.

Nay d' yee heare Gentlemen .

All .

It must be so Sir , come sweet effeminate Signior .

Exeunt . Enter Fulvio , Embassador . Emb. Y 'aue done me a noble office Signior in this Discouery , where now liues her banished Louer ? Ful. My kinsman liues in Florence , but 2. dayes since I receiued letters from him . Emb.

In Florence too ?

Ful. Sir you may censure me , But my affection to the iniurd Lord , And not without respect vnto the Honor , Of your Master too , hath bin the cause of My free Language . Emb. Trust me Signior We are all ingag'd to study you a recompence , But Mantua was iniust to banish him , For being too much a Seruant . Ful.

Sir , when Princes resolue to punish .

Emb. Vertue shal be Treason 'T was tyranny , — why now is she thus cag'd ? Ful. I can coniecture nothing but his jealousie Which wil be euer actiue , by that Loue Wee enterchang'd at Pisa , when wee grew Together in our studies — I coniure Your Noblenesse to silence me . Emb.

You will dishonor me by suspition : — I am charmd .

Enter Perenotto , Dondolo , Grutti . Per.

My honord Lord .

Emb.

Signior Perenotto .

Ful.

My gentile sparkes .

Do. Gr.

Your seruants .

Ful.

You are all Courtship .

Per.

Is your Lordship for this wonder ?

Emb.

What wonder my Lord ?

Per.

These paire of Gentlemen haue discourst me into admiration , there 's one has vndertaken to goe invisible .

Emb.

Invisible ?

Per.

This hower expected , and in this place .

Ful.

How ?

Don.

With a tricke that he has .

Ful.

Doe you beleeve him , Gentlemen .

Grut.

You shall see 't .

Don.

Wee were heretickes in that point , but our vnderstandings are convinc'd , he did demonstrate .

Grut.

And because you shall know the truth of his Art , he wil be inuisible all but his hand , what thinke you of that ? the rarest fellow in Christendome .

Emb.

Nothing visible but his hand .

Don.

As sure as wee haue giuen him a 100. Crownes in hand .

Emb.

Why is not the Duke presented with this noueltie .

Don.

Hee 's trauailing to the Emperour first , onely as he goes for our sake , he will shew vs a figgary of his Art .

Enter Rolliardo .

Here 's Rolliardo , hee 's somewhat costiue a tother side wants Faith .

Roll.

Saue you nest of Courtiers , smooth faces , rich clothes , and sublime complements , make you amorous in sight of your Ladies . Donzell del Phebo , and Rosiclees are you there ? what pestilent diseases haue you got , that you weare so much musk and ciuet about you . Oh for a Priest of Cupid to sacrifice you now , how your breeches would burne like incense , & your haire disguised in sweet powder , leaue your bodies in a mist , while your bones were inwardly consuming with the fire of Dame Venus altar .

Don.

The same humorist still .

Roll.

I heard say , wee shall haue strange apparitions i' th aire and yet invisible wonders , a hand must appeare as fatall to some as that hung o're the Capitoll ; for there is a suspition some purses wil be iugled emptie , and as silent as the Moone , no bright Sol appearing , nor a peece of pale fac'd siluer in your silken Hemispheres .

Grut.

He is an Infidell .

Roll.

Right Iehochanan , right , my precious Iew , wee are all In fidell that wonot beleeve the Court catechisme - my Lord Embassador you are welcome from Florence , does the great Duke pick sallats still , I meane continue his assize , returne into his Exchequer once in seauen yeares the wealth of Tuscany . Vespasian was held couetous for ordaining vessels to receiue the beneficiall publick vrine , but 't is Heathenisme among Christians not to hold Dulcis odor Lucri è re qualibut .

Emb.

Hee 's mad .

Roll.

Signior Perenotto , it has puzzled my vnderstanding , how you can subsist at Court without making vse of the common sinnes , flattery , and corruption ; take heed , y' are a great man , and 't is ominous to dye in your bed , a signe your children are like to inherite but weake braines , thou maist goe to Heauen , but thy heire had rather thou shouldest make a journey to Erebus , for the proverbe sake , happy is that Sonne , whose Father goes to the Divell . — Why when comes out my Don invisible , may be , hee 's heere already for wee cannot see him , what sayes my squirrill ? thou lookst dull and Phisicall me thinkes , the crownes will returne agen invisibly , neuer feare it , and how does my graue Gymnosophist whose ambition is to be registred an honest Lord , though thou beest buried vpon almes , carried to Church with foure torches , and haue an inscription on thy marble worse then the ballad of the Devill and the Baker , and might be sung to as vilde a tune too . — Gentlemen , I 'le invite you shortly to see my head cut off , and doe onely entreat , you would not laugh at me when I am dead , 't will shew but poorely in you , and I shall reuenge it with my Ghost walking .

Ful.

Either he is very confident to atchiue his designe or late growne desperate , he talkes so wildly .

Enter Seruant . Don.

I wonder , Signior Altomaro forgets vs . Now , now , yee shall heare , this is his seruant I know he is not farre off , where is thy Master ?

Ser.

He is invisible — this Letter is directed to you .

The Letter .

GEntlemen , that you may perceiue I deale plainely with you , I am now inuisible ; all but my hand , and here it is , you may with ease read euery line , as I promised vpon the receipt of your Crownes . — his hand .

Ser.

I Sir , 't is his owne hand I can assure you .

Omnes .

Ha , ha , ha .

Don.

He does not meane to serue vs so , thou dost but iest , where is he invisible .

Ser.

Here I thinke , for I cannot see him , nor doe I know when I shall , or where he wil be visible agen , vpon diligent search I found this paper , but my Master is not to be found .

Ful.

Then he is invisible indeed .

Roll.

All but his hand . Ha , ha .

Grut.

I doe incline to beleeve , that wee are cheated .

Per.

With a tricke that he has . Ha , ha , ha .

Emb.

You were Heretickes in that point , till he did demonstrate . Ha , ha , ha .

Roll.

I cannot containe my merry spleene . Ha , ha .

Ful.

Come my Lord , le ts leaue them now , to be their owne derision .

Exeunt Embassador , Fulvio . Enter Guard with Morello . Don.

Signior Morello , ha , ha , ha . How came he in a Petticote .

Mor.

Carry me away quickly , they wil laugh me out of my little wit .

Roll.

No , no , doe not Gentlemen , remember your selues .

Grut.

Wee wonot then .

Per.

Morello ? ' I le waite vpon him to the Duke my selfe .

Mor.

What wise man in Italy would be in my coate now .

Exit . Roll.

I was costiue , and an Infidell , you are Christian coxcombes , and so , while I see what will become of the mirth , that is gone before , I leaue your wise Signiorships to the mercy of your Garters , which is a speedy way , after a little time , to make your selves invisible indeed . Fare you well .

Exit . Dond.

Signior Grutti we are gull'd .

Gr.

I alwayes thought he would cheat us , what shall 's doe , to prevent more laughter ?

Serv.

I am resolv'd — I shall get no more money by him , Gentlemen be not head-hung , droope not , 't is in this Sconce , to revenge your selves , and it may bee , recover your Crownes too .

Dond.

How prithee ?

Serv.

My Master —

Dond.

Is invisible , we know 't too well .

Serv.

What will you give mee , if I discover him to your eyes agen , nay give him to your possession . Give him mony .

Dond.

This .

Grut.

And this — oh quickly .

Serv.

Then first know , my Master is not that man you tooke him for , no Altomaro he , but Bonamico the decayd Artist , he that made Properties , and grew poore for want of Pictures , who for feare of his Creditors left his dwelling , and in this quaint disguise , set up the Trade of cozening such wise Gentlemen as you are .

Grut. Dond.

Bonamico !

Serv.

The same .

Dond.

Oh that we could reach him againe .

Serv.

Follow me close , and I will bring you within an hayres bredth of his false Beard immediately .

Grut.

That will be excellent .

Dond.

Nimbly good Mercury , nimbly .

Exeunt . Enter Eugenia , Fidelia , Mardona , Donella , Catarina , Cassiava . Fid.

Madam you are too passive , if you bee deiected what must we , whose hopes and blisses depend upon your Fortune .

Don.

Oh liberty , liberty ; are all the Roman spirits extinct ? Never a Brutus in Nature , to deliver poore Ladies from this Captivity .

Cass.

Since there is no probability of our enlargement , let 's be merry , and despise our Sufferings , laugh , tell Tales , sing , dance , any thing to cozen our melancholy .

Eug.

There are some thoughts that stick upon my memory , I would faine discharge .

Cat.

Shall we try our Lutes Madam ?

Eug.

And voyces if you please .

Don.

Yes you may try , they say Musicke built the wals of Thebes , it were a greater myracle if you could charme these to fall , I shall never indure to live an Anchorite thus , and it were not for the happinesse that I doe sometimes dreame of a man , I should leape the Battlement . Now would I give all my jewels for the sight of a paire of Breeches , though there were nothing in em .

Song .

This but feedes our dulnesse , shall we dance Madam and stirre our selves .

Cass.

I am for that Musicke , we shall grow to the ground and we use no more activity .

Eug.

With all my heart .

Don.

None a your dull measures , there 's no sport but in your Country Figaries , a nimble dance will heate , and and make us merry .

They dance , which done , a Bell rings . Eug.

Harke , the Bell .

Exit Donella , and enters againe with a letter .

Don. Some newes from the Duke . A Letter Madam and these iewels . Eug. Ha! whence — from Florence ? reades . This is my fathers practise , i le peruse the Paper . Exit . Don. I have an excellent hint Ladyes of a mirth , Cannot but please the Princesse . Fid.

What is 't ?

Don. It will require every ones indeavour , What if we play some pretty Commick Story , Kat.

A Play ?

Cass.

Shall we ?

Don.

Wee ? Doe not distrust your owne performance , I ha knowne men ha bin insufficient , but women can play their parts .

Mar.

I like it , t' wilbe new .

Don. Wee will not present it to the Princesse But ingage her person in the action , We shal be too few else , some pretty Enterlude To square with our number — d' yee allow it . All .

Willingly .

Don.

Come ' I le acquaint you with a plot , then instantly : referre your selues to me for your parts , we can receiue no disparagement , our spectators cannot jeere vs , for wee le speake but to the people in the hangings , and they haue as much Iudgment , as some men that are but Clothes , at most , but walking pictures .

Fide .

I shal be on t .

Cass.

What part will you giue me , I 'le be a King .

Kat.

thou 't play a Tyrant brauely .

Don.

Let me alone , I le fit you all I warrant you .

Exeunt Enter Dondolo , and Grutti . Don.

Now our invisible Marchant is cag'd , wee may redeeme our opinion and passe agen in the ranke of discrete Courtiers .

Grut.

I thinke now to most of the beholders , he is invisible all but his head , for he has but a small grate to look out at .

Don.

He shall gull no more with his art I warrant him .

Grut.

Nay , he is like to lye by 't , for I heare since , all his Creditors , like so many Crowes haue light vpon him , and they 'le leaue him but a thin Carkasse .

Don.

Let 'em picke out his Eyes , what care wee .

Grut.

He sent me an Epistle to take pitty on him .

Don.

But I hope thou hast more wit then to shew thy selfe a Christian to such a Rascall as he is .

Grut.

I returned him my Court complement , that I was sorry I could not serue him : I would doe him any office that strecth'd not to mine owne prejudice , that wee had taken order with his Keeper ; vpon payment of our summes disburst , he might be enlarged .

Don.

Which is impossible .

Enter Bonamico braue .

Prethee let me see his Letter , in what submissiue language the Rogue does beseech vs , — Most heroique Signiors , — good — I throw my selfe at the feete of your mercy , for to your Iustice , I beg I may not be made a Sacrifice — nay , wee 'll make him beg ere wee h' a done .

Grut.

At the grate .

Don.

I confesse I ha' done you wrong — does he so ? it shall not serve the turne — there is no hope I shall euer satisfie you , — all the better , lye and rot — if I be known a Prisoner to my Creditors , I am irrecoverably lost , oh compassionate , a miserable man , who otherwise must soone forfeite his day light , and dye in a dungeon . Ha , ha , ha .

Bon.

Saue you noble Signiors . —

Grut.

— Ha .

Don.

'T is T is he .

Grut.

Did he not dye in prison , and his Ghost haunts vs , braue ! — 'T is not hee .

Bon.

When this eternall substance of my Soule , did liue inprison'd in my wanton flesh , and so forth ? and how d' yee like Don Andrea Gentlemen ; poore snake , but hee has cast his skin , and recouered a new coate o th' destinyes spinning . The Bird is flowne againe .

Don

How the Diuell came he at liberty .

Grut.

And thus Gallant .

Bon.

The slaue does not beg of your Heroicke Signiorship , a Court compassion , debts must be paid , there is no danger of the grate as the case goes , nor of forfeiting his daylight in a dungeon , if I mistake not , my illustrious paire of widgens , my serene smooth-fac'd Coxcombes , whose braines are curdled this hot weather : will your neate worship sell your cloake , ha ? or you that superfluous double hatch'd Rapier , there be sommes in Nature to lend you , vpon security that I shall like of .

Don.

He jeeres vs .

Grut.

Would wee durst beate him .

Bon.

You see me now Gentlemen perfectly , what if I should walke before you without a body , my head hanging in the aire like a comet .

Enter Rolliardo . Grut.

Would thou wer 't hang'd any way .

Don. Heere 's Rolliardo too . Let 's be gone . Bon.

Or shall I appoint you a day when I will be invisible all but my hand ?

Don.

No , I thanke you Sir , we haue some businesse at this present .

Grut.

Let 's to the prison , and know the wonder better — Noble Signior .

Bon.

For your Crownes .

Don.

Wee are glad wee had 'em for you , deare Signior talke no more on 'em ,

Exeunt . Bon.

Farewell Phantasmas then — ha ? 't is he , Sir .

Roll.

Keepe your way .

Bon. You doe not know me But I ha brought a life which by your meanes Has bin preservd from wretchednesse , your Bounty , Deserues you should dispose it . Roll.

What are you .

Bon. I was the obiect of a charity Wee seldome meete in Mankind , from a prison You sent a summe to free me . Roll.

Prethee friend , if th' ast receiu'd a benefit , goe home , and say thy prayers : — I would forget it .

Bon. 'Mong many whom your Noblenesse inlarg'd , I came to make you tender of my service : Despise not Sir my gratitude . Roll.

D' yee mocke mee ?

Bon. May my soule want Heauens mercy then : to you , Next my Creator , I doe owe my this Being I haue a Soule is full of thankes , but name Imployment to assure you , and you make me twice happy . Roll.

I ha nothing to say to you .

Bon.

Then I ha something to say to you .

Roll.

How .

Bon. And you shall heare it too , and give me thankes Y 'ave sow'd your Charity in a fruitfull ground , Which shall returne it tenfold ; nay one hundred . What you have done for me you shall acknowledge I will deserve to th' height . Roll.

Th' art liberall in language .

Bo. I le be active — off with this sullen face , It scurvily ' ecomes you , d' yee heare . I studyed for you , since you payd my debts , I le doe you a courtesie and save your life , Which your attempt upon the Princesse has Left desperate , a happy fancy Sir , If Heaven will please to prosper it , and you Not be your owne enemy to refuse it . Roll.

Ha , ha , ha , what mean'st ?

Bon. Nay you shall laugh and heartily ere I ha done w'e The Duke does love his Daughter , sends her all Rarities are presented to him . Roll.

His soule 's not dearer to him — what of that ?

Bon.

Why then you shall be admitted into the Castle of comfort , that 's all ; the conceipt is in my braine , and would you could as probably get her consent , to untye her Virgin Zone , as I dispose your accesse to her : it shall not cost you much , if I fayle , instead of saying of my prayers , I le curse the Destinies and dye with you .

Roll.

D' yee heare , I ha bestow'd 300. Crownes already to set your heeles at Liberty , if you doe mocke mee , it shall cost me 500. but I le ha' you clapt up agen , where you shall howle all day at the Grate , for a meale at Night from the Basket .

Bon.

You are in earnest now ?

Roll.

Yes .

Bon.

By all that you have threatned , so am I , have but the patience to walke and heare me .

Roll.

Can thy Art procure this ?

Bon.

My Art ? Why looke you , I made this Watch . I le bestow it on you .

Roll.

What to doe ? to reckon the houres I ha to live .

Bon.

It sha' not cost me so much trouble as that Toy did to make you master of your wishes , still if Heaven prosper it : come let 's talke privately , you shall ha the plot .

He that doth many good deeds it may fall , Among the rest , one may reward them all . I long to be discoursing it , pray lead the way . Roll.

Provide agen you mocke me not — come on Sir .

Actus , IIII .
Scaena , I. Enter Dondolo , and Grutti . Dond.

ROllyardo pay his debts ? Sure the fellow that never saw much money in 's life , now by the Duke made Master of so many summes , is growne madde with 'em .

Grut.

Many other he hath discharg'd they say .

Dond.

He 'l undoe the Exchequer , and hee hold on , he shall be Chronicl'd for 't .

Grut.

He has some cause to imagine himselfe short liv'd , and that makes him so desperately charitable , toward his end . Signior Perenotto .

Enter Perenotto . Peren.

Dondolo and Grutti , Newes , Newes for yee .

Don.

What we beseech you .

Per.

You have lost the best mirth in Italy in your absence , your Companion Morello —

Don.

Was carryed to the Duke in a Peticote , in which he attempted a passage to the sequestred Ladyes — what 's the yssue .

Per.

Mirth in Aboundance .

Grut.

How came he off ?

Per.

Nay 't is on still , the Duke to make himselfe sport , would call a Counsell , before whom the poore Signior must be arraign'd ; not to hold you in circumstance , the Businesse was merrily discust , & the pitifull proiector was iudg'd —

Don.

How , how ?

Per.

To weare the petticote for a Month , if he appeare without it during the Terme , hee incurres his perpetuall exile from Court .

Don. Gru.

Ha , ha , ha .

Per.

You may imagine with what variety of lamentable faces , the Courtier heard his unexpected sentence , some would have pleaded for him but for laughter , which continued so long and so high , that he had time to collect his scattered senses , and instead of sowning , which was expected , he grew fortifi'd , and most humbly besought the Duke , since his sentence had past so definitive , hee would be so mercifull , to admit him that course of a Moone to be his Ieaster , that since hee could not shake off the Fooles Coat , that he might have that favourable pretence to keepe it on .

Grut.

Very good —

Per.

'T was easily granted , but ever since , to the astonishment of the hearers , he is growne so iocund and ayrie , nay as if he had beene borne with a Song in 's head , he talkes everlasting Ballad , no man laughes at him but hee lashes him in Rime worse then a Satyr , the Duke has priviledg'd his mirth , made him foole-free , and now hee playes the Tyrant — hee 's here already .

Enter Morello like a Jeaster . Mor. Oyes , o yes , o yes , If there be any one in City or in Towne Can shew me a wise man I le please him for his paine . Per.

Disgrace has made him witty .

Don.

What will you say to him , will shew you a wise man ?

Mor.

Marry if he goe farre , he is not so wise as hee should be . Dondolo , Grutti ! Old acquaintance how is 't ? How is 't ?

Grut.

The case is alter'd with you .

Mor.

It does appeare so , but nothing can make mee proud , I le know my Fellowes .

Per.

How doe you meane Morello ?

Mor. Your Lordship may make one at Football , T is all the sport now a dayes . What other is the world then a Ball , Which we run after with whoope and with hollow , He that doth catch it is sure of a fall , His heeles tript up by him that doth follow . Dond.

Doe not women play too ?

Grut.

They are too light , quickly downe .

Mor. Oyes , they are the best Gamesters of all , For though they often lye on the ground , Not one amongst a hundred will fall , But under her coates the Ball will found . With a Fading .

But we be three of old , without exception to your Lordship , onely with this difference , I am the wisest Foole , for you play the foole in your old clothes , and I have a new Coate on .

Per.

Does it not become him .

Don.

Rarely well , doe you ever meane to resigne it .

Grut.

'T were pitty but he should have a patent for 't , to him and his posterity .

Mor.

Harke you Gentlemen , d' yee heare the Newes ?

Dond.

Newes ! what newes ?

Mor.

D ee not heare on 't yet , why 't is in a Ballad already .

Grut.

And thou canst sing it ?

Mor.

'T was well guest , and I can but hit o th' Tune .

There was an Invisible Foxe by chance , Did meet with two invisible Geese , He led em a fine invisible dance , For a hundred crownes a peece . Invisible all but his hand he would goe , But when it came to be tride , Not onely his hand which was left he did show , But a faire paire of heeles beside . Invisible since their wits have beene , But yet there is hope of eyther , Their wit and their Crownes may returne againe , Invisible altogether . Exit . Grut.

And he continue thus but a Moone , he 'll make the Court mad .

Per.

Oh 't will be excellent , since it is not safe for a wise man to speake truth , 't were pitty fooles should loose their priviledge . — The Duke .

Enter Duke , Fulvio , and Courtiers . Fulv.

My Lord .

Du.

What is 't ?

Fulv. Here 's an important Suiter calls himselfe An Artist , humbly craves admittance with A present which he 'd tender to your Acceptance , And if my iudgment erre not , a most pleasing one . Du. Let us see him , and his present It will reward my Daughters patience Love and Obedience : — All the Rarities Ten Kingdomes yeeld , shall not be thought too weightie , That she may shift each solitary houre With a fresh Obiect . Enter Bonamico . A Cage discovered . Dond.

Bonamico ?

Grut.

T is he .

Duk. By my Love to goodnesse It is a Master-piece , 't will feed the Eye With plenty of delight . Bon. I am as iocund since I am admitted , I talke as glib Me thinkes , as he that farmes the Monuments . Du.

Is 't not Sirs ?

Per. My Lord , I ha not seene so much delight In any piece these 7. yeares . Du.

Where 's the Master of this Worke ?

Bon.

My Lord ,

I am the Constable , that put all these in the Cage , and you may call it a point of Iniustice , for they never kept late houres , though they all weare feathers , there 's not a Rorer amongst em , and yet were they suffer'd , they 'd flye high , for some of 'em are very lofty minded .

Duke .

A pleasant fellow too .

Bon.

Oh my Lord , w' are all borne in our degrees to make one another merry , the Birds make me merry , I make my wife merry , the Foole makes your Courtiers merry , and the Courtiers make your Grace merry .

Duke .

And whom doe I make merry ?

Bon.

The whole Common-wealth if you governe handsomely .

Duke . There 's salt in 's mirth : — I le ha this fellow wayt i th' Court . Bon.

I shall be kickt out by the Pages .

Duke .

Why so ?

Bon.

Because I cannot flatter .

Duke . A conceyted Thing , We lacke the Humourist Rollyardo heere . Dond.

We see him i th' Court ere while my Lord .

Duke . This humor would ha bin a gadflie to him And stung him to the quicke . Bon.

Not altogether so Duke ?

Grut.

Fellow , what Bird is that ?

Bon.

Fellow ? — Cry mercy , I 'de forgot you , fellow I le tell thee , d' ee not know him , t is an Arabian Woodcocke , the same that carried a Bunch of Grapes in January last to Bethiem Gabor .

Dond.

And what call you this ?

Bon. This was the Duke of Venice his owne Bulfinch , And taken by the Turkes . Du.

By the Turkes sayst thou ? He droopes indeed .

Bon. Since his Captivity the Wretch indur'd Much misery by the infidell , it had nothing But bread and water for three Months . Fulv.

A shrewd Calamity .

Duke .

I doe affect this Fellowes prate .

Per.

What 's this ?

Bon. This is the Blackbird , which was hatcht that day Gondamoure dyed , and which was ominous About that time Spinola's Thrush forsooke him . Per.

Was this he —

Bon.

Yes .

Duke .

And what was this ?

Bon. This was the Pidgeon was so shrewdly handled For carrying Letters at the siege of Bergen . Per.

Alas pretty Bird —

Bon. This a Wagtayle of the City , which a Silkeman So deerely lov'd , he call'd it wife , but could not ( Though in much Iealousie he had cag'd her up ) Keepe her from flying out : This was a Rayle , Bred up by a zealous Brother in Amsterdam Which being sent unto an English Lady , Was tane at Sea by Dunkirks — Name but Rome , And straight she gapes as she would eate the Pope . A Bird to bee made much on : Shee and the Horse That snorts at Spaine , by an instinct of Nature Should ha shewne trickes together : I could run over — But your gracious pardon . Duke .

How , our pardon ?

Bon.

I 'm now another man , and know my distance .

Duke .

This man is good at all .

Brn. My Buffoone face is off , I did but shew The impudent condition of a Mountebancke That sets off base Toyes with miraculous Lyes Thus farre I le boast : they are the onely choyce Italy and other parts of Europe yeeld For the worke if it prove so fortunate To receive Grace from your divine acceptance The workeman-ship ( so duty suffer not ) I freely tender — Duke . No , that were to quench The fire in all Deservers — Fulvio . Fulv.

My Lord .

Duke .

Pay the cost double , I le send it to my daughter .

Bon.

It takes , as Art could wish it .

Duke . I know it is a present , the sweet soule Will rayse much joy in : — Signior Perenotto — Per.

My Lord .

Bon.

There are two Birds I ha not nam'd .

Dond.

What are they ?

Bon.

A paire of Guls , which you may share betweene you .

Per.

It shall my Lord .

Duke . If Florence now keepe touch , we shortly shall , Conclude all feare , with a glad Nuptiall . Exeunt . Enter Eugenia , Fidelia , Mardona , Donella , Cass. Katerina . Don.

Yee like this Story best then ?

Eug.

That of Jupiter and Danae comes neare our owne .

Don.

Be it so , we are all perfect in the plot I thinke .

Eug.

You shall dispose the rest .

Don.

You will not be ambitious then , and quarrell About the parts , like your spruce Actor , that will not play out of the best Clothes , and the fine young Prince , who if he fight , 't is sixe to foure he kils all and gets the Lady .

Fid.

We are constant , you shall appoint 'em .

Don.

Then Madam without Ceremony , you shall ply Danae , that is shut up in the Brazen Tower .

Eu.

Well I 'm contented , 't will suit with my present fortun .

Don.

I need not to instruct you in the Character : you shall bee the King Acrisius her father , a iealous , harsh , crabbed man , who in feare of the Oracle , commands her to be thus inclos'd .

Mar.

So : — I le fit you for a Vineger King .

Don. No matter for Properties — We 'l imagine Madam you have a beard . Fid.

What shall I play ?

Don.

You must be Ladies whom the King leaves to keepe her Company , entertaine what humor you please .

Cass. Kat.

This is our owne parts indeed .

Don.

Yee will play it the more naturally , and let me alone to play the Thunderer , I le wanton love it : — now what your inventions and about it , imagine our Scene exprest , and the New Prison the Title advanc'd in forme .

Eug.

The new Prison ! why ?

Don.

O 't is an excellent Name , where Spectators throng together ; as ours doe me thinkes in the Arras already : the Musique ha their part , dispose your selves for your entrances , while I speake the Prologue to our mixt audience of Silke and Cruell Gentlemen in the hangings — hem .

Kat.

Let it be a confident Prologue howsoever .

Musique . Don. Y' are welcome to new Prison , we have still , Our ancient Keeper , and we feare he will Speake in his old Key too , but doe not looke for Choyce dyet , for alas , we play the Cooke for All you are like to feed on , let your Pallat Expect at most then , but a Root or Sallat . Pick'd from the Prison Garden , we know you are Iudicious Hangings , and well seene , nor dare , We lift you up ( too bold ) lest we incense Your greene and spreading wits with impudence . As I began , let me conclude in Rime . Hang Still you learned Criticks of the Time .

Now Danae and the Ladies .

Eug. Was ever Father to his Childe So unkind , it makes me wilde . When to beguile a tedious houre , From the top of this high Tower , I see every other Creature , Injoy a Liberty by Nature . Can the silver running Fountaines . And the Cloud aspiring Mountaines . Every Grove , and flowery field , But a new Affliction yeeld . Don.

This is excellent , she has plaid the part before .

Cass. Waste not your selfe in wofull plaint , Sorrow will not helpe Restraint . Thinke Madam all is but a dreame , That we are in — Now I am out — beame , creame . Helpe me Katerina , I can make no sence rime to 't . Don.

Creame is as good a Rime as your mouth can wish , Ha , ha , ha .

Cass.

Does not the Arras laugh at me ? it shakes me thinks .

Kat.

It cannot chuse , there 's one behind does tickle it .

Eug. A dreame ! Alas 't is no reliefe For us to flatter so much griefe . Fancy wants power to delight , Or if we could thinke it might , Such a dreame so sad would make us , That it could not choose but wake us . Don.

My Lady has helpt her pretty well out of her dreame .

Kat. The Sunne with glittering golden Rayes , May appeare one of these dayes . You know alwayes after Winter , Comes the Spring and pleasant Summer . Don.

Winter and Summer , ha , ha , ha .

Mar.

Winter and Summer ? By my faith that 's well , there 's but halfe a yeare betweene , there be some call themselves Poets , make their Rimes straddle so wide , a 12. Moneth will hardly reconcile 'em , and I hope , a Lady may stradle a little by Poeticall Licence .

Cass.

Madam your father King Acrisius .

Mard.

Must I enter already — hum .

Eug.

This is his houre to visite us .

Mard.

How fares our daughter ?

Cass.

What voyce is that ?

Don.

The King speakes through a Trunke .

Mard. How is 't heroicke Birth , what dulnesse cold As Saturnes , dwels on thy forehead , be bold To give thy griefe a Tongue , instruct , child My paternall Nature , left I grow wild As the rude North : — thought of thee makes my hayres Silver , my bloud is curdled with my cares . Don.

Most high and mighty Nonsence , sure the King has swallow'd Pilles , and his stomacke not able to digest 'em , does vomit 'em up againe .

Mard. Is thy Organ dumbe Or am I growne cheape in Maiesty , triviall Foole Shall I reape crabbed Thistles in neglect for rich Love ? Cass.

Crabbed Language I am sure .

Don.

Sure my Lady does not understand him .

Eug. If my brow so sad appeare My Fortunes Livery I weare , Mar. Weepe no more , thy eyes pave the ground with pearle . My power is rac'd , My Crowne thy Tribute Girle ▪ Here is nothing to want . Eugen. Nothing to want indeed : to bee A Prisoner speakes all Miserie . Mar. Curse not thy soft Starres , but take thy fayre Blisse With comfort , free from lowd noyse and Feare , is Thy gawdy Station , when I have unskrew'd Mistique Oracles , which not understood , Doe perplexe with involv'd sence , - I shall then Enlarge thy person Danae , till when If ought else doe clog thy Thoughts , with unkind Thoughts , unload the darke burthen of thy mind . Pronounce thy griefe aloud my amourous Darling And I will — Cass.

Let him choose his Rime I beseech you Madam .

Mar.

Vh , uh — cold phlegme obstructs my Language — barling , carling .

Don. Ha , ha , 't is time to make an end , He was almost choak'd with his owne phrase . Mard.

And you get me to play an old man againe . —

Don.

We 'l have a yong one for thee , 21. and a Coat , is a double game : — my turne comes next .

Eug. Hee 's gone and leaveth us behind To tell our passions to the wind . Ha ? what o th' suddaine doth surprize My active motion ? On my eyes What darke and heavie Cloud doth sit , To perswade me it is Night , It is some Charme , I cannot keepe These windowes open , I must sleepe . Enter Jupiter . Cass.

This was well passionated , now comes Jupiter To take my Lady napping , we 'l sleepe too , let the wanton have her swinge , would she were a man for her sake .

Jupit. Let the Musique of the Spheares , Captivate these Mortall Eares ; While Jove descends into this Tower , In a golden streaming shower . To disguise him from the Eye Of Juno , who is apt to prye Into my pleasures , I to day Have bid Ganimed goe play , And thus stole from Heaven to bee Welcome on Earth to Danae . And see where the Princely Mayd , On her easie Couch is layd . Fayrer then the Queene of Loves , Drawne about with milkie Doves . To thee let Paphian Altars smoake , Priests thy better Name invoke . When Hymen lights his holy fires Thou that canst infuse desires In the Gods , from thy Lip Let Iove heavenly Nectar sip . And translate by kissing thee Into thy breast his Deity : But I rob my selfe of Treasure , This is but the Gate of Pleasure . To dwell here , it were a sin , When Elizium is within . Leave off then this flattering Kisses , Bell within . To rifle other greater Blisses . Eug.

The Bell — Newes from my Father .

Cass.

Then your play is interrupted Iove-Madam I le see .

Don.

Beshrew the Belman , and you had not wak'd as you did Madam , I should ha' forgot my selfe and play'd Iupiter indeed with you , my imaginations were strong upon me ; and you lay so sweetly — how now ?

Cass.

A present Madam from the Duke : one of the finest pieces of Pageantry that ere you saw : 't is a Cage with variety of Birds in it : it mooves on wheeles : your Assistance Ladies to bring it in .

Eug. A Cage — if from Florence it shall to the fire , Or whencefoe're it cannot be intended But as a Mockery of my Restraint I 'm very sad o th' suddaine : ha ? t is so Breake it to pieces . Don.

'T were pitty Madam to destroy so much Art .

Eug. Yet spare the Workemanship , in the perusall There 's something pleades for Mercy : — I feele within Some alteration , I know not what Let me intreat your absence for some Minutes , I am in earnest , pray doe without Reply . Your eyes shell feed with plenteous satisfaction On this gay object , when I call you . Lad.

We obey you .

Eug. Yet can't I say I am alone , that have So many Partners in Captivitie ? Sweet fellow Prisoners , 't was a cruell Art , The first Invention to restraine the wing . To keepe th' Inhabitants o th' ayre close Captive That were created to Skye freedome : Surely The mercilesse Creditor tooke his first Light And Prisons their first Models from such Bird Loopes ; I know yon Nightingale is not long liv'd , See how that Turtle mournes wanting her Mate . And doth the Duke my Father , thinke I 'can , Take Comfort eyther in restraint , or in The sight of these that every moment doe Present it to me , were these tendered me ? They shall no more be Prisoners to please me , Nor shall the woods be rob'd of so much Musique : She opens the Cage , and Rolliardo comes from the Piller . Roll. I take you at your word faire Princesse , I am the truest Prisoner , tremble not , Feare flyes the Noble mind , for injury dares not come neare . Eug.

Sir , what are you ?

Roll.

The humblest of your Servants .

Eug. You are not mine , for in this bold Attempt You have undone me . Roll.

You see I keepe at distance .

Eug. Y' are too neare , I will discover you , tho I fall my selfe by your presumption . Roll. Hold , be counsell'd rather But to calme Silence for a paire of minutes And none shall perish , you shall save him too That would for your sake loose himselfe for ever . Eug. For my sake ? What Relation has my Birth Or any passion I call mine to you . Roll. Nor doome me unto scorne , I am a Gentleman , And when my inimitable Resolution In those Attempts whose very sounds breeds Earthquakes In other hearers , shall your knowledge fill , With wonder and amaze ; you will at least Thinke I fall too low , if I love beneath you . Eug.

Ha ? this is a strange accident .

Roll. Was it lesse Then death deare Princesse to adventure hither . Eug.

It will be death how ever .

Roll.

Y' are deceiv'd Lady .

Eug.

How I 'm perplex'd .

Roll. It had beene death Your sight gives me a Lease of longer life , My head stands fast . Eug.

He speakes all mystery , I shannot get him off I feare without some staine .

Roll. The truth is Princesse , if you now discover me , ( Tho I made nice at first to put your fright by ) You cannot harme me much , I ha' done my taske , Doe you feare me still ? why is there such a space Betwixt us Lady ? — Can you keepe that man At so unkind a distance , that for your sake Has in his undertaking swallow'd danger Rob'd death , of all his feares . Eug.

For my sake .

Roll. Yours — faire Princesse , dare you so far trust me yet To let me kisse your hand . Eug. Audacious Sir , I shall grow lowd if you forget your distance Nor that you may hold long — — I 'm studying how I should bee rid of him without theyr Knowledge : yet that 's dangerous too , and might Shew guilt in me , for he will boast on 't . Roll. Such was the Duke your gracious fathers care He would put confidence in none about him , But saw me brought himselfe . Eug.

This is a fine Paradoxe .

Roll. Which must be to high purpose : come be wise And keepe me while you have me , 't is but reaping This fruitlesse Harvest , from my cheeke and chin And you can forme the rest , y' are young and beautifull Loose not the blessing of your Youth sweet Princesse Fayre opportunity waytes vpon your pleasure , You want but the first knowledge of your ioy . Your Bloud is ripe , come I am confident Your will is but controul'd by upstart Feares , Like advanc'd Beggers , that will checke their Princes , My safest way is yours , now to conceale me , It may be thought I have inioy'd you else , Ill Censure soone takes fire , nay perhaps To be reveng'd of your sterne cruelty , I le sweare my selfe I have possest you freely , Play your game wisely then , your honor lyes Full at my mercy , come , 't is in your love , To lead me to a secret Couch . Eug. Bold Villaine For these uncivill most unhallowed words , I le dye but I le undoe thee . Roll. Stay and let me circle in mine Armes All happinesse at once , I have not Soule Enough to apprehend my ioy , it spreads Too mighty for mee : know excellent Eugenia I am the Prince of Florence , that owe Heaven More for thy vertues , then his owne Creation . I was borne with guilt enough to cancell , My first puritie , but so chast a Love As thine , will so refine my second being When holy marriage frames vs in one piece , Angels will envie me . Eug.

Ha ? the Prince of Florence .

Roll. I ha made no travaile for so rich a Blessing , Turne me to Pilgrimage , divinest Beauty , And when I ha' put a girdle 'bout the World , This Purchase will reward me . Eug.

Purchase ? — I am not bought and sold I hope ?

Roll.

Give it what name you will , y' are mine Eugenia .

Eug.

Your's Prince ? I doe not know by what Title you pretend this claime ; I never yet remember that I saw you ,

And if I had any interest in my selfe , Produce your witnesse , when I gave it you , I have possession yet , ere I deliver it , You must shew stronger evidence . Roll.

Are we not Contracted ?

Eug.

Contracted ? when ? where ? — Good Prince I pitty your abuse .

Roll.

'T is firme betweene our Fathers .

Eug.

Mine cannot give away my heart .

Roll.

Cannot ?

Eug. Shall not Prince , your travaile and your trouble With this Conceipt to boote , were it your owne Invention , withall your Birds about you That can take me . Roll. Is it my person Madam You hold unworthy ? For my birth and Fortune Cannot deserve your scorne . Eug. It takes not from The greatnesse of your State , or bloud my Lord To say I cannot Love you , since Affection Flowes uncompel'd , and rests in the cleere obiect , Nor doe I rob your person of iust valew , If to me other seeme as faire , and comely , Forme may apparell , and become what we Affect , not cause true Love , you have enough To promise you a happyer choyce , attempt A Nobler Fate , and leave me to my selfe And humble Destiny , for know Florentine I have but one Faith , one Love , and though my Father Locke up my person , 't is beyond his Will To make me false to him I gave my faith to . And y' are not Noble now if you proceed , Be then what you were borne , and doe not tempt A woman to commit a Sacriledge : For when I give my heart to any other Then my Philenzo , I commit that sin . He discovers himselfe . Roll. If you 'll not pardon , I le deliver up . Philenzo to be punish'd for this tryall — See Lady . Eug.

My deere banisht Philenzo !

Roll. O let not such a glorious building stoope It is my duty , Eug.

I will make it mine .

Roll. I have a double duty , for I owe Your Constancy as much respect and Reverence , As your most Princely person . Eug.

What for our safety ?

Roll. Oh with what willingnesse could I be lost In this distracted Wildernesse of Ioy . To morrow Madam , I goe to my Arraignment . Eug.

How ?

Roll. Spend no feare upon 't Your Story shall be pleasing : — I ha' much To tell you — for your Ladyes . Eug. They are mine , what should our innocence Feare in their knowledge , I desire to heare The Circumstance of this wonder Roll. It attends , The Story past ; we must some Counsell find , The puzzle of our Fate , is still behind . Exeunt .
Finis Actus Quarti .
Actus , V.
Scena , I. Enter Dondolo , Morello , Grutti . Don.

WE are sorry , we gave thee distaste , come let 's be friends , you did apprehend too nicely .

Mor.

Nicely ? it might ha beene your owne case .

Grut.

Come , you were unkind to rub us before the Duke so .

Mor.

Be wise hereafter , and make the Foole your friend , 't is many an honest mans case at Court . It is safer to displease the Duke then his Iester , every sentence the one speakes , flatterers make an Oracle , but let the impudent foole barke never so absurdly , other men ha the wit to make a Ieast on 't , 't is policie in State , to maintaine a Foole at Court , to reach great men discretion .

D. Gr.

Great men , we are none .

Mor.

No but you may be , by the length of your wit and shortnesse of your memory , for if you have but wit enough to doe mischiefe , and oblivion enough to forget good turnes , you may come to great places in time , keepe a foole a' your owne , and then you are made —

Don.

Made ? What ?

Mor.

Cuckolds , if my Lady take a liking to the innocent , O your Foole is an excellent fellow upon all occasions .

Song . Among all sorts of people the matter if we looke well in , The Foole is the best , he from the rest , will carry away the Bell too . All places he is free of , and fooles it without blushing At Maskes and Playes , is not the Bayes thrust out , to let the plush in . Your foole is fine , he 's merry , and of all men doth feare least , At every word he Jests with my Lord , and tickles my Lady in earnest : The foole doth passe the Guard now , he 'l kisse his hand and leg it , When wisemen prate , and forfeit their state , who but the fine foole will beg it . He without feare can walke in , the streets that are so stonie , Your Gallant sneakes , your Marchant breakes , he 's a Foole that does owe no mony . Enter Rollyardo . Roll.

The Duke , where is the Duke ?

Mor.

He 's forthcomming , there 's no more mony i th' Exchequer .

Roll.

I come to give up my accounts and reckon with him , some body tell him so .

Mor,

And you doe not reckon well with him , he 'll be even with you , I le doe your Message .

Roll.

Doe , and say I sent a Foole a my errand prithee , cry mercy , such an Office would ha' become eyther of you Gentlemen .

Dond.

His tongue moves circular in abuses .

Grut.

The Duke .

Enter Duke , Fulvio , Perenotto , &c. Duke .

How now , what day is 't ?

Roll.

'T is Holyday .

Duke .

How ?

Roll.

Therefore wee are preparing a Morris to make your grace merry , they have chosen mee for the Hobby-horse , and if doe not deceive theyr expectation , they will laugh at me extreamly before I dye .

Duke .

Doe you come like one prepar'd for death ?

Roll.

Not so well I hope , as I may be hereafter , unlesse you will be uniust , and have a desire to be clapt into the Chronicles with some your Predecessors , for cutting off heads , when you doe not like theyr complexion , t is but laying one block vpon another , and I am quickly sent of a headlesse errand .

Duk.

Iniust doe you remember what sommes you owe for , doe not iest away your life .

Roll.

I craue no longer day for 't , and I proue not my selfe free from my engagements .

Duk.

How ?

Rol.

For although I had not the art to goe invisible as these wise Courtiers nor could counterfeit another sex so becommingly as tother gaudy Signior , to introduce me to the Ladies , yet with your Princely licence I may say , 't is done .

Duk.

Done ? what is done .

Per.

Hee 's mad sir .

Roll. I come not to Petition for a mercy But to cry vp my merit , for a deed Shall drowne all story , and posterity When it shall finde in her large Chronicle My glorious vndertaking , shall admire it More then a Sybils leafe , and loose it selfe In wonder of the action , Poets shall With this make proud their Muses , and apparell it In rauishing numbers , which the soft haird Virgine Forgetting all their legends , and Loue tales Of Venus , Cupid , and the scapes of Joue Shall make theyr onely song and in full quire Chant it at Hymens feast . Duk.

What meanes this boasting ?

Ful.

Rolliardo .

Roll. You thinke I am a lost man ; and your gay things That eccho to your passions , and see through Your eyes all that s presented , do already Tickle their very soules , with expectation To see me beg most miserably for life But you are all deceiu'd — here I pronounce The great worke done that cancels all my debts I haue had accesse vnto the faire Eugenia Your Princely daughter , staid , discourst with her , More , shee has entertained me for her seruant . Per.

Sir doe you beleeue him .

Duk.

Thou hast prophaind a name will strike thee dead ,

Roll. It cannot be , for if you meane your daughter 'T is that is my preseruer , blest Eugenia To whose memory , my heart does dedicate It selfe an altar , in whose very mention My lips are hallowed , and the place a temple Whence the diuine sound came , it is a voyce Which should our holy Churchmen vse , it might Without addition of more exorcisme Disinchant houses , tye vp nightly spirits Which fright the solitary groues , Eugenia When I haue nam'd , I needs must loue my breath The better after it . Duk. Thou hast vndone . Thy selfe i' th repetition , and in this Wherein thou cunningly wouldst beg our pittie Thou hast destroyed it , and not left a thought To plead against our anger , where before Thy life should haue beene gently inuited forth Now with a horrid circumstance death shall Make thy soule tremble , and forsaking all The noble parts , it shall retire into Some angle of thy body , and be afraid To informe thy eyes , least they let in a horrour They would not looke on . Rol. I am still the same , and let me be so bold To plead your royall word , 't was my security Nor shall you take mine to induce your faith To what is done I haue more pregnant euidence , Your highnesse knowes that character . Duk. Ha ? 't is not so , I 'le not beleeue my eyes Come hither Fulvio , Perenotto read But not too loude , does shee not write to me It is iniust you let Rolliardo dy Vnlesse Eugenia beare him company . Give mee the Paper . Per. 'T is counterfeit my Lord , cut off my head If this be not a Iygge of his invention . Du. My soule is in a sweat . I feele my blood Heave in my Veynes — he lookes as he had seene her . More my Propheticke thoughts doe whisper to me — Fulv.

Beleeve it not Sir .

Duke .

I wonnot — Perenotto —

Don.

I know not what to thinke .

Grut.

The Duk 's perplext , observe .

Roll.

Will eyther of you speake for me Gentlemen , if the Iustice of my cause should fayle me , I le pay you for 't , I know Courtiers that live upon countenance , must sell their tongues , what is the price of yours pray ?

Grut.

Humble your selfe you Coxecombe .

Duke . Away , and let not him stirre I charge you . This does intrench too much upon her person , Have my endeavours to preserve Eugenia Of whom I thought so many men unworthy Ruin'd themselves ? Humane invention Could not instruct me to dispose her where She could be more defenc'd from all mens eyes An Anchorite lives not prison'd in a wall With more security . 'T is not possible Why am I troubled thus ? My feare abuses me , In such a cause I would checke an Oracle . And shall his dexterous forgery , unsettle My confidence , I wonot shew a guilt , Of so much weakenesse in me , Fulvio — And Gentlemen — we 'll speake to you anon . Roll.

I ha spoke too much already it seemes , sure he has sent for her , I dare repose my life on her , to whose trust I gave my heart , she is a thousand witnesses in her selfe .

Fulv.

It will be mirth Sir .

Roll.

I like not this consulting , they breake of pleasantly now in the name of Mercury what crotchet .

Duke . I see it is in vaine To interrupt our fate , what is decreed Above , becomes not mortals to dispute Sit there , — nay be not modest , you were borne to 't And therefore take your place , nay nay , be cover'd Imagine that a Crowne , and these your Subiects As when I dye , you know 't will come to that . In right of my sole daughter — so , does he not Looke like a Prince indeed , appeares he not A pretty lumpe of Maiesty . Don.

He 's studying some speech I le lay my life —

Duke . Against his Coronation , to thanke all His loving Subiects , that as low as earth Draw their Swords : Eugenia enters and Perenotto . Thus offer him their duties . Eug. Hold I beseech you Let not my duty suffer misconstruction If while my knee doth beg your blessing , here I throw my armes , and circle next to Heaven What must be dearest to me . Duke .

Ha ?

Eug.

My ioy of life .

Du.

Destroy me not ?

Eug. Alas-I would preserve all , am so farre from killing , That I would dye my selfe , rather than see One drop of bloud forc'd from his crimson Fountaine , Or but one teare rackt from your eye , oh heare me And after let your anger strike two dead . So you would let us dwell both in one Grave ; And did you know how neere we were in life You would not thinke it fitting that in death Our ashes were divided , you have heard When the poore Turtle 's ravisht from her Mate The Orphant Dove doth grone away her life In Widowes solitude , let me call him husband And tell your selfe the rest . Duke . Kill not thy Father with one word Eugenia , Thy Husband ? Eug.

I doe beseech you heare me .

Duke . Beg thou mayst be forgotten , 't is sinne 'Bove my forgivenesse , this a match for thee ? What man can bring me a certificate He had a father , or was christen'd ? Hee ? We all are in a dreame , awake me thunder . Roll.

Temper your passion Sir .

Duke . Some tortures to enforce confession from him How he procur'd accesse . Roll.

They shannot need , you sent me Sir your selfe .

Duke .

Wee ?

Roll.

The Cage was my conveyance .

Per.

That was presented lately with the Birds , you gave command .

Du.

Be dumbe , I dare not heare you .

Dond.

This was a Bird in a Cage indeed .

Du. Search for the Traytor Bonamico presently He has betray'd me , they shall suffer both Before the noyse be spread to our dishonour . Eug.

Yet will you heare me .

Du. I heare too much , thou hast forgot thy birth , Thy Fortunes , and thy Father , were my cares So wondred at abroad , censur'd at home Worthy of nothing but contempt from thee For whom they were begotten ? thou hast plough'd Vpon my Face , canst thou undoe a wrinckle Or change but the complexion of one Hayre . Yet thou hast gray'd a thousand , taken from mee , Not added to my comforts , more then what Like an indulgent Parent I have flattered My selfe into . Enter Bonamico . Grut.

Here is the other Traytor Sir .

Duke .

Away with 'em to death .

Eug.

Let me goe too .

Du. It needs not , thou art dead already Girle , And in thy shame . I and the Dukedome suffer , Thou mayst remember ( false to thy owne vow ) Philenzo whom I banish'd , for thy sake . The title of my Subiect , and thy Love To him , pull'd our displeasure on him , since Wee studying to adde more height to thee , Thou hast made thy selfe lesse , and for ought wee know , Clasp'd with the sonne of Earth to coole the Feuer Of hote sinne in thy veines , ingratefull to Philenzo , cold already in thy memory . Roll. 'T is happinesse enough that you haue mentioned him , And whither to your Mercy , or your justice , See that Philenzo kneele . Omnes .

Lord Philenzo .

Ful.

My Noble cozen so neere mee , and conceal'd .

Eug. Your daughters knees ioyne with his bended heart To beg your pardon . Duke .

Philenzo ? were not you banish'd Sir .

Roll.

It was your sentence .

Duke . In paine of death not to returne , blest Fate Thou hast relieued mee , had'st thou died before By our command , it would haue beene thought Tiranny Though none durst tell vs so , now wee haue argument Of iustice , and our euery breath is Law To speake thee dead at once , wee shannot neede To study a divorce , thy second exile Shall be Eternall , Death . Roll.

You doe me honour .

Duke . Be it your punishment , as you preferd him By Art to her , now by another Art For euer to deuide 'em , be 's Executioner , And after make him higher by the head , To cure 's ambition , see 't aduanc'd . Roll. Ere I goe , dread Sir , I haue an humble suite , it is not life I le aske , for that I giue up willingly And call it Mercy in you to immortalize The affection I shall owe Eugenia , Your other banishment is onely Death , You new create me now , it was my ayme And my attempt you thought so bold , I made To serue this end , that since I could not liue I might dye for her ; pray reprieue my breath But till I take my leaue , one minute does it It shall be a very short , and silent farewell . Enter Embassadour . Duk.

'T is granted .

Fu.

My Lord Embassadour .

Duk.

Not the least whisper of Philenzo , as you value our regard — O my good Lord welcome .

Emb.

Letters to your Grace .

Duk.

They are gratefull as my comfort — Perenotto , let them withdraw ; Her vaine will be discouered — Fuluio follow and part 'em , giue order for his execution , off with his head instantly — I can read no more for ioy , Perenotto vse your best oratory on my daughter to forget that Traitour , and prepare to marry Florence , 't is concluded to be solemnized by proxie .

Don.

I le see the execution .

Exit . Duk.

Now to the rest ,

Your last letters were acceptable ; and our sonne before had intention to finish the marriage in his person , but lately receluing intelligence , that one Philenzo of Noble birth , now in exile , though without your consent , had long since intrest in your daughters affection , wee thought meet rather to aduise for his repeale then proceed to our dishonour ; where the hearts meete , there onely marriages are sacred , and Princes should be exemplary in all Iustice , although we disclaime in this designe , on our parts , we will continue all other Princely correspondence .

I am iustly punished and haue run my selfe Into a laborinth , from whence no art Can bring me of with safety — my Lord you may Please to retire your selfe , a thousand wheeles Do moue preposterous in my braine , what care ? I loose my selfe , runne with a hast thou wod'st Preserue my life , and stay the execution . I will not haue a drop of blood fall from Philenzo for my Dukedome , flye I say Thou should'st be there already . Enter Dondolo .

How now , has Philenzo still a head on ?

Don.

Yes my Lord .

Duke . Follow him , and with that Nimblenesse thou would'st Leape from thy Chamber when the Roofe 's a fire Proclayme aloud our pardon to Philenzo . And bring him backe to us . Dond. 'T is too late Sir , Philenzo 's dead already He sav'd the Executioner that trouble . The voyce is , he is poyson'd . Enter Fulvio . Duke . Poyson'd , how — Where is Philenzo ? This foole reports him poyson'd , what circumstance ? Fulv. He had no sooner parted from Eugenia , But suddainly he fainted , at which fall Of his owne spirit , he seem'd griev'd with shame To shew so little courage neere his death , Which he call'd Martyrdome , and presently Whither supply'd by other , or prepar'd By himselfe we know not , he had a Violl Of water soveraigne as was pretended To inlifne his dull heart , he dranke it up And soone shew'd cheerefull in his eyes , wee led Him smiling forward , but before we could Approach the place of death , he sunke agen But irrecoverably , for in vaine we applyed Our helpe , by which we did conclude he had Drunke poyson . Duke . All this talke is such , and through My eare I take it in , with as much danger , I feele it active in my Braine already . Call our Physitians I will hang em all Vnlesse they can recover him , it shall be Death to save any man hereafter , if They suffer him to perish . Enter Perenotto , Eugenia . Fulv. Sir your Daughter It seemes the accident has arriv'd at her . Du. Arriv'd at her ? Fame will soone spread it Fulvio , About the world , and wee shall be theyr mockery . He 's dead they tell me Girle , poyson'd they say , too . Eug.

Oh my Philenzo .

Enter Grutti , Philenzoes Body is brought in , and layd vpon a Carpet . Duke . Eugenia ' shat not marry Florence now , Nor any other since Philenzoes dead , But thou wo't not beleeve me , had he liv'd He had beene thine , that minute tooke him hence , Wherein I first resolv'd to ha given thee to him . Eug. Oh doe not mocke me Sir , to adde to my Affliction , you nere would give me to him . Duke . May Heaven forgive me never then , but what Availes too late compunction ? Noble Gentleman Thou shalt have Princely Funerall , and carry On thy cold marble the Inscription of Our sonne in death , and my Eugenias Husband . Fulv. Madam , this sorrow for his losse is Reall . We met the Florentine Embassadour Who told me the Expectation of that Prince Was now dissolv'd , and Messengers were sent To stay the Execution . Duke . Who now Shall marry my Eugeniae , I have undone The hope of our posterity . Eug. Not so Sir , If yet you 'l give me leave to make my choyce I le not despaire to find a Husband . Duke .

Where ?

Eug. Here Royall Sir , Philenzo is not dead But made by Vertue of a drinke to seeme so Thus to prevent his suffering , that I might Or other friend by my confederacy , By begging of his body fit for buriall , Preserve him from your anger . Duke .

Dost not mocke me !

Eug. Let me beg your pardon , Confident of your change to mercy , I have Confess'd what terrour could not force me to . Enter Morello , and Ladies , Grut.

This is pretty Dondolo .

Duke .

Blessings fall doubly on thee .

Eugen. He expects Not such a full streame of happinesse , heaven dispose him To meet it quickly , Per.

Here are strange turnings , see he stirs .

Roll. Where am I now ? no matter where I be T is Heaven if my Eugenia meet me here She made some promise sure to such a purpose . This Musicke sounds divinely , ha Eugenia 'T is so , let 's dwell here for Eternity If I be dead , I wonot live agen If living — ha ! I 'm lost , lost for ever . Duke. , Not found till now , take her a guift from me And call me father . Roll.

I am not yet awake .

Eug. Thou art Philenzo , and all this is truth , My Father is Converted . Roll.

'T is a Myracle .

Duke . You must beleeve it , In signe how we are pleas'd proclaime this day Through Mantua a pardon to all offenders As amply as when we tooke our Crowne . Mor.

Then my Petticote is discharg'd .

Dond.

Now Lady you are free .

Grut.

Make me happy to renew my suit .

Mor. And mine , shall 's to Barlibreake I was in Hell last , 't is litle lesse to be in a Petticote somtimes . Roll. Madam vouchsafe him kisse your hand Wee owe him much . Duke .

We 'll take him to our Service .

Dond.

I am too much honour'd .

Duke . And you into our bosome , this day shall Be consecrate to tryumph , and may time When 't is decreed , the world shall have an end By Revolution of the yeare make this The day that shall conclude all memories . Exeunt Omnes .
FINIS .
The Printer to the Reader .

GEntle Reader , let me desire thy fauorable correction of these places . viz.

Act. 1. Page the fifth , for Ferrara reade Florence . Page the tenth leaue , out these words . Yet it shall be vnder 20. thousand Crownes , I will not leaue the pawne for twice so much .

Act. 4. in a Song for ( two invisible ) reade ( two visible many other Errors , ( though for the most part literall , ) thou shalt meete , which thou canst not with safetie of thy owne , interpret a defect in the Authors Iudgment , since all bookes are subiect to these misfortunes .

Vale et mitius interpretare .
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Caesaretantum Et Spes , & ratio Studiorum , in Caesare tantum . PERENCTTO PERENOTTO Captaine of his Guard . ●RVTTI GRVTTI . DON●LLA DONELLA , InnocentLove _THe fame of your Candor and Innocent Love to Learning , especially to that Musicall appos●te have ingeniously fancied such Elegant and apposite names , for your owne Compositions , as Love ▪ lockes Health's Sicknesse , The Vnlovelinesse of Love-lockes , &c. ) how aptly I may present le● that Ornament , which the Stage and Action lent it , for it comprehending also another Play ▪ and one that durst in such a Criticall Age , bind vp the Wounds which Ignorance had printed ●it the Wounds which Ignorance had printed vpon wit and the Professors : Proceed ( Inimitable anind●fatigable and having such convenient leysure , and an Pegasus , I meane your Prose ( which scorneth Pen●e Constancie , in particular obliege the Tongue and Penne of your Devout Honourer , — Devo●t particular obliege the Tongue and Penne of your Devout Honourer , — Fulvie Enter Fulvio , Orpiano . Per●otto Signior Perenotto , Captain oth' Guard Is of Counsell onely Fulvi● Signior Orpiano , and Fulvio . Ay●e Sparke ? Whither in such hast ? Let vs change Ayre a litle ▪ ▪ in such hast ? Let vs change Ayre a litle . ▪ You are travailing to your Mistris . obed ient I ever was obedient — ▪ 'Tis for thy Honor , which I know , Is to thy selfe a precious sound — that deserv ▪ d Th'ast deserv'd my blessing , and thy obedience In this i●ioy so great . Each common man and woman can inioy The ayre , when the condition of a Princesse sa●e did , you now approach a Tryall , For my sake can you be content to be All Prisoners . 〈◊〉 shut up close Prisoners , and be bard The conuersation , nay the sight of men . for feyted How have we forfeyted our freedome ? Dondalo your Lords cut off my head rather , Sign . Dondolo . Perenott Perenotto — Are all things prepar'd ? o●n Exit omn . man . Fulv. Orp. Dond. Grutti . 〈◊〉 Exit omn . man . Fulv. Orp. Dond. Grutti . ▪ a Mouse then — why , but is the Duke mad ! y ▪ ad And y'ad come a little sooner , you might ha b●ry So my feares are over , in her restraint I bury all my Iealousies : — How now ? What fellowes ●eeling mony with a Secretary , to shew I ha lost my feeling : tush , all's nothing , I have a humour ●acobs starre so high , but I will measure by this Iacobs staffe : Divine mony , the Soule of all ●t inward Councels , and betray em : Mony , it opens lockes , drawes Curtaines , buyes Ci●cle freedome , and Mony enough ( for that's the Circle I walke in ) and if I doe not conjure up Betwee●e Forbid accesse to mankind : — Men pick'd out Betweene whose Soules and Mony were Antipathy Beyond 〈◊〉 Betweene whose Soules and Mony were Antipathy Beyond that which we know ; and you assoone Might foorthcomming What security can your Grace expect for his forthcomming , if he fayle . orrand Like errand Knights our valiant wits must wrastle To c●inckles will kisse my hand , while th'other Signior crinckels ith' hammes , as hee were studying new Postures procla●mes must expect reward — you are , ( Lowd noise proclaimes it ) able , & can pay me Out of the Dukes R●ll. Roll. ●ōe by me , yet by those scuruy legs there's sōe hope thou't be cōverted at all adventures Ado●ation Persian stagger in his Faith , And give more Adoration to this Light Then to the Sun beame : I Co●ecombes Coxecombs . weeknow It may bee the man i'the Moone for ought wee know . ●le hand , let me haue 50. Crownes apeece , Ile point you a day when I will be invisible ▪ point you a day when I will be invisible . Mnskat Bolt vpright Muskat , and if you make hast you may be one of beckento next time she appeares , you shall see her becken to you , with a paire of hornes , iust a'the Grutts the Duke , Embassador , Fulvio , Dondolo , Grutti attendants , Courtiers . ,t'wilbe desired much by our'Master Who has some hope , t' wilbe effected too . Has brought rich presents Fulvie Enter Fulvio , Embassador . ●ses Capitoll ; for there is a suspition some purses wilbe iugled emptie , and as silent as the qualib●t Christians not to hold Dulcis odor Lucri è re qualibut . in herite your bed , a signe your children are like to inherite but weake braines , thou maist goe to Heauen m●ny nay give him to your possession . Give him mony . ●is poore for want of Pictures , who for feare of his Creditors left his dwelling , and in this Dondoio Enter Dondolo , and Grutti . h●oique language the Rogue does beseech vs , — Most heroique Signiors , — good — I throw my selfe at begere made a Sacrifice — nay , wee'll make him beg ere wee h'adone . h'adone Sacrifice — nay , wee'll make him beg ere wee h'a done . ▪ 'Tis Tis he . thissullen Ile be active — off with this sullen face , It scurvily ' ecomes you , seurvily be active — off with this sullen face , It scurvily ' ecomes you , d'yee heare . I studyed for Il● studyed for you , since you payd my debts , Ile doe you a courtesie and save your life , 〈◊〉 you shall laugh and heartily ere I ha done w'e The Duke does love his Daughter , sends ha ▪ mocke mee , it shall cost me 500. but Ile ha' you clapt up agen , where you shall howle ●hat laughter , which continued so long and so high , that he had time to collect his scattered senses Iam your Lordship , onely with this difference , I am the wisest Foole , for you play the foole e● Did meet with two invisible Geese , He led em a fine invisible dance , For a hundred crownes conoeyted A conceyted Thing , We lacke the Humourist Rollyardo ●urkes Venice his owne Bulfinch , And taken by the Turkes . ●urkes By the Turkes sayst thou ? He droopes indeed . ●ulv. Fulv. ▪ which was hatcht that day Gondamoure dyed , and which was ominous About that time Spinola's ▪ straight she gapes as she would eate the Pope . A Bird to bee made much on : Shee and the ●m'd There are two Birds I ha not nam'd . ▪ What are they ? ▪ contented , 'twill suit with my present fortun . imagi●e No matter for Properties — We'l imagine Madam you have a beard . ●eard Properties — We'l imagine Madam you have a beard . ●ogether excellent Name , where Spectators throng together ; as ours doe me thinkes in the Arras already en●rances their part , dispose your selves for your entrances , while I speake the Prologue to our mixt Indicious from the Prison Garden , we know you are Iudicious Hangings , and well seene , nor dare , We le●t , nor dare , We lift you up ( too bold ) lest we incense Your greene and spreading wits 〈◊〉very . And the Cloud aspiring Mountaines . Every Grove , and flowery field , But a new Affliction ●ut Mountaines . 〈◊〉 very Grove , and flowery field , But a new Affliction yeeld . ●orrow Waste not your selfe in wofull plaint , Sorrow will not helpe Restraint . Thinke Madam wi●h Creame is as good a Rime as your mouth can wish , Ha , ha , ha . 〈◊〉 is as good a Rime as your mouth can wish , Ha , ha , ha . ▪ the Arras laugh at me ? it shakes me thinks . ●ot dreame so sad would make us , That it could not choose but wake us . w●ll Winter and Summer ? By my faith that's well , there's but halfe a yeare betweene , there h●m Must I enter already — hum . Trun●e The King speakes through a Trunke . the● grow wild As the rude North : — thought of thee makes my hayres ▪ Silver , my bloud is curdled fin●st present Madam from the Duke : one of the finest pieces of Pageantry that ere you saw : 'tis whences●'re if from Florence it shall to the fire , Or whencefoe're it cannot be intended But as a Mockery of perufall Yet spare the Workemanship , in the perusall There's something pleades for Mercy : — Ther●'s spare the Workemanship , in the perusall There's something pleades for Mercy : — I feele yo● first Models from such Bird Loopes ; I know yon Nightingale is not long liv'd , See how th● Y'are too neare , I will discover you , tho I fall my selfe by your presumption . ▪ Nor doome me unto scorne , I am a Gentleman , And when my inimitable Resolution In those 〈◊〉 , dare you so far trust me yet To let me kisse your hand . ▪ If to me other seeme as faire , and comely , Forme may apparell , and become what we ▪ Your Constancy as much respect and Reverence , As your most Princely person . 〈◊〉 Iester , every sentence the one speakes , flatterers 〈◊〉 make an Oracle , but let the impudent 〈◊〉 sentence the one speakes , 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 make an Oracle , but let the impudent foole barke never ● Cuckolds , if my Lady take a liking to the innocent , O your Foole is ▪ The Foole is the best , he from the rest , will carry away the Bell too . All places 〈◊〉 will carry away the Bell too . All places he is free of ▪ and fooles it without blushing ▪ away the Bell too . All places he is free of , and fooles it without blushing At Maskes plashin is not the Bayes thrust out , to let the plush in ▪ Your foole is fine , he's merry , and ▪ the Bayes thrust out , to let the plashin . Your foole is fine , he's merry , and of ith▪ He's forthcomming , there's no more mony ith' Exchequer . ▪ He's forthcomming , there's no more mony ith ith' Exchequer . ▪ be hereafter , unlesse you will be uniust , and have a desire to be clapt into the Chronicles ▪ Princely daughter , staid , discourst with her , More , shee has entertained me for her seruant asweat My soule is in a sweat . I feele my blood Heave in my Veynes tbousand to whose trust I gave my heart , she is a thousand witnesses in her selfe . Do●d. Dond. can●t begotten ? thou hast plough'd Vpon my Face , canst thou undoe a wrinckle Or change but the E●g. Eug. Philenze mayst remember ( false to thy owne vow ) Philenzo whom I banish'd , for thy sake . The title hear● Your daughters knees ioyne with his bended heart To beg your pardon . di●orce dead at once , wee shannot neede To study a divorce , thy second exile Shall be Eternall , Death ●re They are gratefull as my comfort — Perenotto , let D●. Don. 〈◊〉 lately receluing intelligence , that one Philenzo of Noble birth , now in exile , though without 〈◊〉 meet rather to aduise for his repeale then proceed to our dishonour ; where the hearts meete c●re Do moue preposterous in my braine , what care ? I loose my selfe , runne with a hast thou wod'● I loose my selfe , runne with a hast thou wod'st Preserue my life , and stay the execution Fulvic Enter Fulvio . concludo vaine we applyed Our helpe , by which we did conclude he had Drunke poyson . Perenetto Enter Perenotto , Eugenia . Gr●tti Enter Grutti , Philenzoes Body is brought in , and layd ▪ I might Or other friend by my confederacy , By begging of his body fit for buriall , ● Dost not mocke me ! Duke▪ Duke. ▪ Duke , ▪ Now Lady you are free . tis shall's to Barlibreake I was in Hell last , ▪ 'tis litle lesse to be in a Petticote somtimes