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 The gamester. As it vvas presented by her Majesties Servants at the private house in Drury-Lane. Written by Iames Shirly. Shirley, James, 1596-1666. [76] p. Printed by Iohn Norton, for Andrew Crooke, and William Cooke, London : 1637. 1633

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THE GAMESTER .

As IT WAS PRESENted by her Majesties Servants At the private House in Drury-Lane .

Written By IAMES SHIRLY .

LONDON . Printed by IOHN NORTON , for ANDREW CROOKE , and WILLIAM COOKE . 1637 .

THE GAMESTER .
Actus . I. Enter Master Wilding ; and Mistris Penelope . _WIld. What neede you be so coy now ? Pen. Pray collect Your selfe , remember what you are , and whose You have a vertuous gentlewoman , thinke Upon your faith to her . Wi. Thinke of a Fiddle-sticke . While you put me in minde of what I am , You quite forget your selfe : my wife I allow Your kinswoman farre off , to whom a widdow Your father left you , with a handsome fortune , Which by her marriage , I have in possession , And you too ; therefore as you hope to be In due time worth a husband , thinke upon 't : I can deserve respect , then wisely use me , As you would keepe me . Pene. This is but a triall Of my strength , for I know you have more charity , ( Should I consent ) then Ship-wracke your owne honor . But take heede sir , how you proceede to jest With frailty , least too much disordering Your good thoughts , you forget and by degrees , Loose your owne innocence . Wi.

I jest ? you 'ld have me sweare , and yet you should not thinke it such a wonder : to love : come , shake off this frost , it spoiles thee ; your nature should be soft , and flexible ; perhaps thou thinkst , I doe not love thee hartily , I know not how to give thee better testimony , then by offering my selfe to thee if my wife-die , as tenn to one shee 's not immortall , we may couple tother way .

Pene.

What argument is this to assure the truth of your affection to me , that breake your vowes to her ?

Wi.

Oh! great argument , and you observe : she was a widdow when I married her , thou art a yong maide , and handsome .

Pene.

Can you be so ingratefull , to punish whom you should reward , remember sir , shee brought you that wealth you have . tooke you from nothing —

Wi.

Ther 's reason then for nothing I should love her : hang her estate , I was held a proper man , and in that point , deserv'd her , and shee had millions : and I were free again . I would not draw i' th teame of marriage for ten subsidyes not to command a Province .

Pene.

Yet you said , were your wife dead you 'd marry me .

Wi.

Onely thee , and no body else .

Pene.

'T were dangerous to : have many .

Wi.

To have one , is little lesse then madnes ; come , wo't promise ? Enter Mistris Wilding .

Pene. What ? Wi. A course , you know my meaning . Mi. I doe not like this whispering , why with her So close in parly ? Wi. Wo't thou doe this feate for me ? 'T is finish'd in a paire of minuts . Pene. Yes , upon one condition . Wi. What condition ? Pe. That your wife give consent , you shall then command me . Wi. I 'le undertake to goe a pilgrimage To Ierusalem , and returne sooner : wood I did not love thee , love thee infinitely , That 's all , ' two not doe — My wife , I hope . Exit Pene. Shee has not eav's-dropd , us ; what pitty t is She cannot finde the way to Heaven ; I should not Trouble her in hast , these wives will have no conscience , But sticke to us everlastingly . Now Lady , How did your monkey rest last night , you looke As you had not done your prayers yet , I wonot disturbe you . Mi. Pray sir stay , let me but know Some reason why you use me thus unkindly ? If I have beene gilty of offence , I am not Past hope , but with the knowledge of my error , 'T is possible I may amend , and please you . Wi. I doe not like you . Mi. You did marrie me . Wi, Yes , I did marrie you ; her 's too much record for 't , I would there were a Parson to unmarry us , If any of our Clergie had that faculty , He might repaire the old ; and build as many New Abbeyes through the Kingdome in a tweluemonth . Shall I speake truth ? I never much affected thee , I married thee for thy soules sake , not thy body , And shall as soone get children on 't : and yet I doe not hate thee , witnesse , I dare kisse , Hold thee by the hand , and sleepe in the same house , And in thy bed sometimes , something ha's beene done . Mi. Within the memorie of man , but — What sir ? Wi You have a scurvy quality wife , I told you on 't . Mi. Once more , and I 'le correct it . Wi. You are given to be jealous , I cannot Ramble abroad in gentlemens company Whole dayes , ly out a nights , but you suspect I am wanton , 't is ill done , it becomes no modest Woman : that loves her husband , to be jealous , What e're she see , or heares , mend , mend this fault , You doe not know , how it may worke upon me . Some wife will bid her husbands leverets welcome , Keepe house together , and provide cleane sheets , And cullices to fortifie ; you neere did it : Know her owne Chamber and not come forth Till she be sent for ; if her husband kisse her , Sometimes , allow her clothes and other trinkets , Suffer her carve at Table , she is satisfied , And none o' th parish talke , she carries it So handsomlie : these moralls I have read Before now , but you put them not in practise , Nor for ought I perceive , have disposition too 't , Therefore i 'le take my course . Mi. To shew I can Be obedient to my griefes , from this time , sir , I wonot urge with one unwelcome syllable , How much I am neglected , i 'le conceale it Too from the world , your shame must needs be mine . I see you doe not love me , where your heart Hath plac'd a worthier thought , let it dwell ever , Freely persue your pleasures , I will have No passion that shall mutinie , you are , And shall be Lord of me still . Wi. I like this , if it be no disguise . Mi. Do not suspect me , I would sweare by a kisse , if you vouchsafe it , You shall not keepe a servant , that shall be more humble . Wi. And obedient to my will ? Mi. In all things . Wi. But if I bring home a mistresse ? Mi. I 'le call her sister . Wi. What if there be one Already , that does please me , will you not Repine , and looke awry upon 's , when we Make much of one another ? Mi. So you will but sometimes smile on me too , i 'le indeavour . Wi. Well said , this may doe good upon me , as I finde you prompt in this , I may consider Other matters : to tell you true , I love Your kinswoman . Mi. How ? Wi. I' th way you wot on , but I finde her cold and peevish , how she maie Be brought about I know not , 't would shew well , And be a president for other wives , If you would put your helpe too 't . Mi. Goodnes blesse me . Wi. One woman with another can doe more In such a cause , then twentie men . I doe not Wander , you see , out of the blood , this will Be a way to justifie your obedience . Mi. You shew a tyrant now , and stead of framing My soule to patience , murder both . Exit . Wi. I have gone too farre a conscience ; this may Spoile all , and now I thinke upon 't , I was A coxcombe to discover any party , I must deny 't againe , and carry things More closelie . How now Will ? Enter Hazard . Ha. How now Will ? 's that all ? Looke up , and aske me a question like Turrian man , What melancholy ? Wi. No , no ; a toy , a trifle . Ha. That should be a woman , who ' st thou art thinking on ? I have beene of your counsell . Wi. I was thinking , o' my Wife — Ha. I met her sadd . Wi. I cannot blame her ; We have had a dialogue ; come , thou know'st my bosome , Ha. when do'st meane to lie with her ? Wi. I know not , but I have offer'd faire conditions : Shee is very confident , I doe not dote Upon her beauty , I have told her , sirra , I love her kinswoman . Ha. Y' are not so mad . Wi. The worlds deceav'd in her , shee le give me leave , To ramble where I list , and feede upon What best delights my appetite . Ha. He that has An ambition to be strangled in his sleepe , May tell his wife he loves another woman . Wi. But I was not content with this , because The other wench was somewhat obstinate , I must needs urge my wife , to mollifie And mold her , for my purpose . Ha. And she consented too ? Wi. No 't would not doe . This went against her stomacke and we parted . Ha. Next time you see her , looke to be presented With your mistresses nose for this , do'st thinke a woman Can be so patient , to know her rivall I' th same roofe , and leave her eyes , to see thee Agen ? I am sorry for thee . Wi. I am confident Shee dare not : but for all that , would I had Beene lesse particular . Ha. Come , I love thee well , But not thy wit , to carry things no handsomer : You must unravell agen , and make your wife Beleeve you did but try her . How now , what 's the newes here ? Enter Officers with Delamore wounded . 1 Off. Quickly to a Surgeon , beare him gently . Ha. What 's the businesse . 2 Off. Nothing , sir , but a gentleman is kild , and we are Carrying him to a Surgeon . Wi. T is Jacke Delamore , he is not dead . Ha. Who hurt him ? Ha. Master Beamont ; we cannot stay , sir . Wi. Why they were friends . 2 Off. But wine made them fall out , some say , about Their Mistresses . Wi. I did expect a woman at one end on 't . What miserable fooles are men , to kill One another for these Cockatrices ! Ha. I am sorry for poore Beamont . Wi. It would be long ere any mistresse would Be so desperate for her servant , this is valur , High and mighty valor . Ha. Men must preserve Their honors man , thou dost not know their quarrell ? Wi.

Thou art held a peece of a kill-Cow too , looke too 't before the sessions take an order w' ee : is t not a great deale safer , now to skermish with a Peticote , and touze a handsome wench in private ; then be valiant in the streets , and kisse the Gallowes for 't ? hang , hang this foolerie , let gentlemen rather live , and pay their Tailors , then let their clothes enrich the hangmans wardrobe .

Ha. But skermishing as you call it , with the Peticote , Is by some , held away to this preferment , Your wenches ha beene sticklers , and some men Dropt in their quarrell . Wi. Let them be such coxcombs They cannot die too soone ; cannot I have A Lady of pleasure , but to please her humour , I must be engag'd to fight and kill men for her ? Because her healths refus'd , anothers nose Or teeth preferrd , substantiall grounds for murder , We spend our blood too much another way ; Consumption take me , if I fight for one on 'em , I will drinke single beere first , and live honest , Gentlemen are come to a fine passe , doe not you Thinke but t is possible , I may fight for all this ? Ha. There may be causes , that have women in 'em , But I confesse , no polecats , or lewd strumpets , Though I doe use the tricke o' th flesh , shall drive Me to the Surgeon ; I had a mother . Wi. And I have a wife , would thou had'st her . Ha. No , No , she is well as shee is , There may be honor to defend these . Wi. Sometimes . Ha. But ther 's a mischiefe greater then all these A base and sorded provocation , Us'd among gentlemen , they cannot quarrell About a glasse of Wine , but our files streigth Sonne of a whore , dead mothers must be torne , Out of their graves , or living , have their names Poysoned by a prodigious breath : it were A brave and noble Law , to make this tongue Be cut for 't , it wod save much blood i th yeere , That might be spent more honorablie . Wi.

The lie grew a dull provocation , this has quickn'd us , but leave this common place , thou canst not helpe it , let ts talke of something else . Stay is not this Beaumont ?

Enter Beaumont , and Officers . Ha. Apprehended , alas poore gentleman ; how now Ned ? Bea. As you see gentlemen , cald to my account . Wi. We heard a peece of the misfortune , but Be not dejected , he may live . Bea. I feare it . Pray lead me where you please , alas . Violante ! this newes will wound thee too . Exit . Wi. I 'le with him , and know the story . Ha. T will but trouble me I can doe him no service , beside that , I am engag'd to meete old Master Barnacle . Enter Acre-lesse , Little-stocke , and Sell-away Whither , whither Gentlemen , with your swords drawne ? Acr. Doest not see a gentleman led to Prison ? Wee 'le reskue him from the Officers , come joyne with us : We shall draw more to the cause . Ha. You doe not meane this rashnes : hide your swords be advis'd better ; D' ee know his fact ? Lit. He has slaine a gentleman . Sel. They say he is not dead , the wounds not mortall . Ha. And will you make one past cure ? Acr. How do'st meane ? Ha. Upon your selves , coole your hot bloods a little , No mutuny my country men , remember , If he recover that is hurt , the tother Will come off well enough , without your volour : Breath , breath a while , you may if you have a minde too 't Instead of reskuing , betray a gentleman , And your selves too , to a danger . Lit. He sayes right . Ha. T is scurvey wearing hempe , if you scape killing , There be more butchers then sell flesh ; and Citizens Have no mercy in their Clubs , especially When gentlemen have so litle wit , to bring There heads to 'th knocking downe , 't is a revenge They owe you for their wives , oh take heede mainely Of these left handed Halberdiers . Acr. Confound 'em . Ha. How many will you kill with your bird-spit ? You have more leggs and armes at home , which makes You valiant , i 'le not pare my nailes to day , And yet I love my friend , as the best on you ; You know I dare fight too , but in this cause You must needs pardon me , I beleeve the stoutest That now would seeme all fire , and sword , will goe With as ill will to hanging , as another , And will becom 't as scurvily , take your courses . Sel. I thinke 't is better : Ha. O' th two , to go to the Taverne , and be drunke In your owne defence , a wench is not so dangerous Nor the Disease that waites upon her . Acr. What if the gentleman that 's hurt should die ? Then ther 's no hope for tother . Ha. Lesse for you , You would be guilty of his murther too , And snatch him from the Law , why you may doo 't : T is pity but the government should thanke you , And if you scape the halter for 't , it may be Another man in time , may cut your throate , And ther 's one for another , paid in the blood . Come be your selves , these are not acts of gentlemen , Where shame , not honor must reward your daring , Though we be wild , it followes not we should Be mad out-right . Lit. I was ever of his minde . Acr. Come lett 's to Taverne . Ha. I am for that coast , now I thinke upon 't I 'le meete you at the new randevow within This halfe-houre , I expect a gentleman That has engaged my promise ; i 'le come t' ee Ere you be halfe drunke . Sel. Doe not faile . Ha. Drinke Sack and thinke not on 't , what should be The busines that old Barnacle has desired My conference ? 't is not to lend me money sure , Hee 's here . Enter Master Barnacle . Bar. Master Hazard . Ha. I was comming to you , sir . Bar. I am fortunate to prevent so great a trouble , There is a busines , sir , wherein I must desire your favour . Ha. Mine ? command it , sir . Bar. Nay i 'le be thankefull too , I know you are A gentleman . Ha. That should incline , you thinke I am not mercenarie Ba. I beseech you , sir , Mistake me not , rewards are due to vertues , And honor must be cherish'd . Ha. What 's your purpose ? Pray cleere my understanding . Ba. To be plaine , sir , You have a name i' th Towne for a brave fellow . Ha. How , sir , you doe not come to jeere me ? Ba. Patience , I meane you have the opinion Of a valiant gentleman , one that dares Fight and maintaine your honor against odds , The sword-men doe acknowledge you , the baylies Observe their distance , all the swaggering pusses Strike their top-sailes , I have heard 'em in the streets Saie there goes daring Hazard , a man carelesse Of wounds , and though he have not had the lucke To kill so many as another , dares Fight with all them that have . Ha. You have heard this . Ba. And more , and more , mistake not . I do not all this while acompt you in The list of those are cald the blades , that roare In brothells , and breake windowes , fright the streets At mid-night worse then Constables , and sometimes Set upon innocent Bell-men , to beget Discourse for a weekes dyet , that sweare , dammes , To pay their debts , and march like walking armories , With Poyniard , Pistoll , Rapier , and Batoone , As they would murder all the Kings leige people , And blow downe streets ; no I repute you valiant Indeede , and honor'd , and come now without More ceremony , to desire your favour ; Which as you are a gentleman , I hope , You 'le not denie me . Ha. Though your Language Be something strange , yet , bcause I thinke you dare not Intend me an abuse , I wonot question it , Pray to the point , I do not thinke , you r come To have me be your second . Bar I am no fighter , Though I have seene a fence-schoole in my Dayes , And crackt a Cudgell , yet I come about A fighting businesse . Ha. You would have me beate some body for you . Bar. Not so noble Hazard , yet I come to entreat a valiant curtesie , Which I am willing to requit in money , I have brought gold to give you paiment , sir , T is a thing you may easily consent to , And 't will oblige me ever . Ha. Be particular . Bar. Then thus you are not ignorant I have a Nephew , sir . Ha. You have so . Bar. One that 's like To be my heire , the onely of my name That 's left , and one that may in time be made A prettie fellow . Ha. Very well , proceede . Ba. You know or you imagine , that I have . A pretty estate too . Ha. Y' are held a maine rich man , sir , In money able to weigh downe an Alderman . Ba. I have more then I shall spend ; now I come close , I would have this Nephew of mine , converse with gentlemen , Ha. And hee does so . Ba. I 'le not pinch him in 's allowance , The University had almost spoild him . Ha. With what ? Ba. With modesty a thing you know Not here in fashion , but that 's almost cur'd , I would allow him to be drunke . Ha. You may , sir . Ba. Or any thing to speake him a fine gentleman , Ha. With your favour , sir , let me be bold a litle To interrupt you , were not you a Citizen ? Ba. T is confest , sir . Ha. It being a thriving way A walke wherein you might direct your Nephew , Why d' ee not breede him so ? Ba. I apprehend ; And thus I satisfie you , we that had Our breeding from a Trade , cits as you call us , Though we hate gentlemen our selves , yet are Ambitious , to make all our children gentlemen , In three generations they returne agen , We for our children purchase Land , they brave it I' th Countrie , begets children , and they sell , Grow poore , and send their sonnes up to be Prentises : There is a whirle in fate , the Courtiers make Us cuckolds ; marke , we wriggle into their Estates , poverty makes their children Citizens ; Our sonnes cuckold them , a circular justice , The World turnes round , but once more to the purpose . Ha. To your Nephew . Ba. This Nephew of mine , I do love deerly ; He is all my care , I would be loth to loose him , And to preserve him both in life , and honor : I come to you . Ha. Now you come to me indeede , sir . Bar. What shall I give you , sir , to let him — Ha. What ? Bar. Pray be not angry . Ha. By no meanes . Bar. There is no such security i' th World , I 'le pay for 't heartily . Ha. For what ? Ba. What shall I give you troth , and let him . Ha. What ? Bar. Beate you , sir ? Acr. How ? Ba. Nay do not , sir , mistake me , for although I name it , caursely I desire it should be With your consent , no otherwise ; my Nephew Is raw , and wants opinion , and the talke Of such a thing , to beate a gentleman , That all the Townes afraid of , would bee worth In 's credit , heaven knowes what , alas you cannot Blame a kinde Uncle , to desire all meanes To get his Nephew fame , and keepe him safe , And this were such a way . Ha. To have me beaten . Ba. Y' are i' th right , but doe not misconceive me , Under your favour , my intention is not He should much hurt you , if you please to let him Quarrell , or so at Taverne , or where else You shall thinke fit , and throw a pottle-pot — Ha. At my head . Ba. Yes , or say it be a quart , still under your correction , Onely that some of your acquaintance and Gentlemen may take notice , that he dares Affront you , and come off with honor handsomelie , Looke her 's a hundred peeces , tell , 'em i' th Ordinarie Th' are weight upon my credit , play 'em not Against light gold , this is the Prologue to My thanks , beside my Nephew shall in private Acknowledge himselfe beholding . Ha. A hundred peeces ! I want mony . Bar. Right . Ha. You give me this to let your Nephew beate me . Bar. Pray take me w' ee , I do not meane he should By beating , hurt you dangerouslie , you may Contrive the quarrell , so that he may draw Some blood , or knocke you , o're the pate , and so forth , And come of bravelie , this is all . Ha. Well , sir , You doe not meane , you say hee should endanger My life or limbes ; all you desire , if I Mistake not , is to get your Nephew credit , That being flesh'd , he may walke securelie , and be held Valiant by gayning honor upon mee . Bar. You understand me right . Ha. I 'le put it up , Pray send your Nephew to me , wee le agree . Bar.

Agree , sir ? you must quarrell , and he must beate you , else , t is no bargaine .

Ha. Not before We have concluded how things shall bee carried . Ba. I must desire your secresie and — Ha. Heer 's my hand . Bar. And ther 's my monie . Ha. Your Nephew shall be a blade . Ba. Why ther 's ten peeces more , cause you come off So freely , i 'le send him to you . Ha. Do so , why this , if the Dice favour me may bring all My Lands agen , be sure you send him , but No words for your Nephews credit . Ba. Mum — I thanke you heartilie . Exit . Ha. Be there such things i' th World , i 'le first to the Taverne , There I am staid for , gentlemen I come , I 'le be beate every day for such a summe . Eixt .
Act. II. Enter Mistresse Wilding , and the Page . Mi. Wher 's your Master , boy ? Pag. I know not Mistresse . Mi. Come neerer , sirra , you are of your Masters Counsell sometimes , come , be true in what I shall desire , and I shall finde a time , for your reward . Pa. How d' ee meane Mistresse ? We Pages meete rewards of severall natures , This great man gives us Gold , that Ladie Gloves , Tother silke Stockins , Roses , Garters : but The Ladie , and Mistresse whom we serve in ordinarie , Reserves another bountie , for our closenesse . Mi. I see you can be a wag , but be just to me , and secret . Pa. As your Physition , or your looking-lasse ; That in your absence cannot be corrupted To betraie your complexion . Mi. What private mistresses , does Master Wilding visit ? Pa. Who my Master ? Alas forsooth , d' ee thinke he lets me know ? Mi. Nay , nay dissemble not . Pa. I hire a Coach Sometimes , or so , but ride alwaies i' th boote , I looke at no bodie but the passengers , I do not sit i' th same box at Playes with him . I waite at Taverne , I confesse , and so forth , And when he has sup'd , we must have time to eate too , And what should I trouble my conscience , With being too officious , till I am cald for ? T is true , he waites upon the Ladies home , But 't is so darke , I know not where they dwell , And the next day we have new ones , las meere strangers To me , and I should be unmannerlie To Catechise 'em , if now , and then , there be Any superfluous cast waiting-woman , There be so many serving men about her , I cannot come to aske a question , And how should I know any thing ? Mi. I see you are old enough for vice . Pa. Alas forsooth , You know t is ill to doe a thing that 's wicked , But 't were a double sinne to talke on 't too , If I were guiltie ; beside forsooth , I know You would neere trust me agen , If I should tell you . Mi. Thou art deceav'd , it shall endeare thee more . Pa. I must beseech you To be excus'd , my Master is my Master , My feete are at your service , not my tongue , I wo'd not forfet my recognizance , And shame the tribe , Pages , and Mid-wives are Sworne to be close . Mi. Hence thou old in vilanie , But 't is in vaine to chide , leave me , and bid Mistris Penelope come hither . Pa. Yes forsooth . Mi. I know not which way to beginne , to me Hee has betraid he loves her , she is present . Enter Penelope . Pene. Will you be sad still Cozen , why d' ee greeve ? Be kinder to your selfe , trust me , I weepe When I am alone , for you . Mi. Sorrow and I Are taking leave I hope , and these are onely Some drops after the cloud has wept his violence : Were one thing finish'd , I should nere be sad more , And I cannot despaire to know it done , Since the effect depends upon your love . Pene. My love ? t is justice you command my service , I would I were so happie . Mi. Make me so , By your consent to my desire . Pene. Pray name it . Mi. I onely aske your love , praie give it me . Pene.

My love ? why doe you mocke my poore hart , which Poures all it has upon you ? y' are possest of that alreadie .

Mi. You examine not The extent of my request , for when you have Given what I aske , your love , you must no more Direct it , as you please , the power 's in me How to dispose it . Pen. And you shall for ever , I have no passion that shall not know obedience to you . Mi. Your love by gift Made mine , I give my husband you , love him . Pene. I alwaies did . Mi. But in a neerer way : Love him as I doe , with a resolution To give your selfe to him , if he desire it . Pene. I understand you not , or if you doe Suspect I cherish any lawlesse fame — Mi. Thou art to innocent ; be lesse , and doe An act to endeare us both , I know he loves thee ; Meete it , deere coose , 't is all I beg of thee ; I know you thinke it a most strange request , But it will make fortunate . Pene. Greife I feare Hath made her wild , d' ee know what you desire ? Mi. Yes , that you love my husband : modestie Will not allow me to discourse my wish In everie circumstance , but thinke how desperate My wound is , that would have so strange a cure , Hee 'le love me then , and trust me i 'le not studie Revenge , as other wives perhappes would doe , But thanke thee , and indeede an act like this ; So full of love , with so much losse and shame too , For mine and his sake , will deserve all dutie , Pene. I have no patience to heare more , and could I let in a thought , you meant this earnest , I should forget I knew you ; but you cannot Be falne from so much goodnesse , I confesse I have no confidence in your husbands vertue , He has attempted me ; but shall hope sooner To leave a staine upon the sunne , then bribe Mee to so foule a guilt ; I have no life Without my innocence , and you cannot make Your selfe more miserable , then to wish it from me : Oh , do not loose the merit of your faith , And truth to him , though he forget himselfe , By thinking to releeve your selfe thus sinfullie , But sure you doe but trie me all this while . Mi. And I have found thee pure , be still preserved so , But he will stragle further — Pene. Cherish hope , He rather will come backe ; your teares , and prayers Cannot be lost . Mi. I charge thee by thy love , Yet be ruld by me ; i 'le not be so wicked To tempt thee in a thought shall blemish thee : But as thou would'st desire my peace , and his Conversion , if his wantonnes last with him , Appeare more tractable , allow him so much Favour , in smile , or language , that he maie not Thinke it impossible to prevaile at last . Pene. This may ingage him further , and my selfe to a dishonor . Mi. It shall worke our happinesse , As I will manage things ; 't is but to seeme : A looke will cost thee nothing , nor a syllable To make his hopes more pleasing , on my life Thou shalt be safe both in thy fame , and person , Will you doe this for my sake ? Pene. I 'le refuse no danger , if I suffer not in honor , To doe you any service . Mi. I have cast it Already , in my braine , but doe not yet Inquire my purpose , as his follie leades Him to pursue you , let me know , and i 'le By faire degrees acquaint you with my plot , Which built on no foule ends , is like to prosper , And see how aptlie he presents himselfe , Preethee seeme kinde , and leave the rest to me . He shall not see me . Exit . Enter Master Wilding . Wi. How now cooze ? was that My wife went off ? Pene. Yes , sir . Wi. Let her goe , what said shee to thee ? Pene. Nothing . Wi. Thou art troubled . Pene. Pray to your knowledge , sir , wherein have I Done injury to you , or her ? Wi. Has she abus'd thee ? I 'le goe kicke her . Pene. By no meanes , sir , I steale away your hart , And meete at stolne embraces . Wi. Does shee twit thee ? i 'le kicke her like a foot-ball , Say but the word . Pene. By no meanes thinke upon 't , I have forgiven her , You shanot sir , so much as frowne upon her . Pray do not as you love me , Wee may studie a more convenient revenge . Wi. How 's this ? I preethee if she have beene peremptorie , Which was none of our articles , let me instruct thee , How we shall be reveng'd . Pene. Sir , I acknowledge The groth and expectation of my fortune , Is in your love , and though I wod not wrong her ; And yet to have my innocence accus'd Is able to pervert it , sir , your pardon , I have beene passionate ; pray love your wife , Wi. No , no , i 'le love thee , indeede , indeede I will , Is shee jealous ? Pene. You know she has no cause . Wi. Let us be wise ; and give her cause , shall 's coose , Pene. Sir , if it be a trouble to your House , Your breath shall soone discharge me , I had thought The tie of blood might have gain'd some respect . Wi. Discharge thee the house ? i 'le discharge her , And all her generation , thee excepted , And thou shallt do 't thy selfe , by this , thou shalt ; Ha , she kisses with more freedome , this is better , Then if my wife had pleaded for me , Pen , Thou shalt be mistresse , woot ? come thou shalt , Shee 's fit for drudgerie . Pene. Oh , do not say so . Wi. Then I wonot , but I love thee for thy spirit , Cause thou woot be reveng'd , punish her jealozie The right way , when 't is done , I doe not care To tell her , it may kicke up her heeles too , another way . Pene. Tell her what ? you make me blush . Wi. No , no , i 'le tell no bodie , by this hand . Stay I have a Diamond will become this finger , Weare it , and let my wife stare out her eyes upon 't . Pene. I wonot take 't on such conditions . Wi. Take it on any ; shee is come about . Enter Page . Pa.

Sir Master Hazard desires your company at Taverne , he sayes there are none but gentlemen of your acquaintance , Master Acre-lesse , Master Little-stocke , and Master Sell-away , the three Gamesters .

Wi. He must excuse me . Pene. As you love me , goe , sir . Have no suspition that I wish your absence , I 'le weare your gift , and study to be thankfull . Exit . Wi. Well , ther 's no great hurt in all this yet ; The Tides not strong against me , no talke now , Of wives consent , i 'le not remove my seige , Shee 'le studie to be thankefull , shee 's mine owne , As sure as I were in her maiden-head , Now to the Taverne boy , and drinke to the purpose . Exeunt . Enter Hazard , Acre-lesse Little-stocke , Sell-away , as in a Taverne . Drawers . Ha. More wine , is not this better gentlemen , Then spitting Constables ? you wod have fought now , And had your braine-pannes open'd Acr. Right noble Hazard , Heer 's to thee . Ha. Let come boy , fill it me steeple-high , I am in vaine of mirth , and I ha cause As you shall see in due time gentlemen . Master Little stocke thou art dreaming o' th Dice . Sel. Hee 's melancholie . Lit. Who I ! Ha.

I 'le play the farrier then , and drench thee for the sullens : a health to all our Mistresses , we have had 'em single , let ts shuffle 'em now together .

Master Acre-lesse .

Enter Fidler . Fi. Wil t please you Gentlemen to have a Song . Ha. You have not washt to day , go get cleane manners ; You raskall we have no wenches . Fi. I see no bodie , sir , you have wash'd my eyes out . Ha. It is not necessarie thou should'st have any : Fill mee agen . Acr , This fellow wod ha t'other Cup . Fi. I have had a Cup too much alreadie gentlemen . Exit . Ha. Let it goe round , and then in hope you may Looke double , i 'le shew you a sight , I wonder Jacke wilding Stayes . Enter Master Wilding , and Page . Hee 's come i' th nicke . Wi. Save , save you gallants , may a man come i' th reere ? Ha. Give him his garnish . Wi. Y' are not Prisoners for the reckning , I hope . Ha. For the reckning ? now y' are altogether gentlemen , I 'le shew you a wonder ; but come not to neere , Keepe out o' th Circle , whatsoever you thinke on 't , This is a hundred pound , nay , not so close , These Picturs do shew best at distance , gentlemen . You see it , presto — Wi. Nay lett 's see 't agen . Ha. Like to your cunning jugler , I ne're shew My tricke but once you may heare more hereafter , What thinke you of this Master Acre-lesse , Master Little-stocke , And Master Sell-away ? Acr. We do not beleeve 't is gold , Ha. Perish then In your infidelitie . Wi. Let me but touch it . Ha. It will indure , take my word for 't , why looke you , For your satisfactions , no Gloves off , You have devices to defalke , preserve Your talons , and your talents , till you meete With more convenient Gamesters . Lit. How cam'st by it ? Wi. Tha 'dst little or none this morning . Ha. I have bought it gentlemen , and you in a mist Shall see what I paid for it , thou hast not drunke yet : Nere feare the reckning man , more wine , you varletts , And call your Mistris , your Scolopendia If we like her complexion , we may dine here . Wi. But harke thee , harke thee Will , did'st winne it ? Ha. No , but I may loose it ere I goe to bed , Dost think 't shall mustie , what 's a hundred pound ? Sel , A miracle , but they are ceast with me . Acr. And me too , come lett 's drinke . Wi. No matter , how it came Will , I congratulate Thy fortune , and will quit thee now With good newes of my selfe , my coose I told thee on , Is wheel'd about , she has tooke a Ring o' me , We kist , and talk'd , time out a minde . Ha. I know it , My Almanacke sayes 't is a good day to wooe in , Confirm'd by Erra Pater , that honest Jew too , I 'le pledge thee . Enter Drawer . Dr. Master Hazard there are two gentlemen below , Inquire for you . Ha. For me ? Da. One's somewhat ancient , I heard him call The tother Nephew . Ha. Say I come to 'em presentlie , Gentlemen , I doe caution you before To be faire conditiond : one of them , the Nephew Is of a fierie constitution , And sensible of any affront , let this Character prepare him for you . Wi. Bring him not hither . Ha. There is a necessitie in 't , I wod not for A hundred pound but entertaine him , now He knowes I am here . Exit . Enter Master Hazard againe , with Barnacle , his Nephew , and Dwindle . Wi. This is old Barnacle . Acr. One that is to fine for Alderman . Lit. And that 's his Nephew , I have beene in 's company , Sel. Is this the youth Hazard prepard us for ? How bussie they are ? Ha. You could not wish better opportunitie , These are all gentlemen of qualitie , I 'le call him cozen first , if it please you , To endeare him to their acquaintance . Bar.

I 'le not be a witnesse of your passages my selfe ; these will report as much as I desire , sir , if you be beaten I am satisfied .

Ne. But d' ee heare Uncle , are sure you have made Your bargaine wiselie ; they may cut my throat When you are gone , and what are you the wiser , Dwindle be you close to me . Ha. I warrant you we shall do things with discretion , If he have but grace , to looke and talke couragiouslie . Bar. He may be valiant for ought I know , Howsoever this will be a secure way To have him thought so , if he beate you soundlie . Ne. I doe not like the company ; But I have drunke wine too , and that 's the best on 't , We maie quarrell on even Termes , looke to Thy basket-hilt Dwindle , and have a stoole readie ; Dw. I will give your worship a stoole . Ha. As I am gentleman , be confident I 'le waite on you downe , sir . Bar. By no meanes , let him beate you to purpose , sir . Ne. Buy Uncle . Exit . Ha.

Come , sir , pray gentlemen , bid my kinsman welcome : a sparke that will deserve your knowledge .

Wi. His kinsman ? you are welcome . Acr. He has power to command your welcome . Lit. If I mistake not , I have had the happinesse To ha beene in your companie afore now . Ne. Mine , sir ? d' ee heare , what if I quarrel'd With him first ? 't will prepare me the better . Ha. Do as you please ; that 's without my conditions . Ne. I 'le but give him now and then a touch , i 'le close Well enough I warrant you , you beene in my Companie , sir ? Lit. Yes , and at the Taverne . Ne. I paid the reckning then . Lit. You came into our roome — Ne. Tell me of comming into your roome , I 'le come againe , you are a superfluous gentleman , Wil. How 's this ? Ha. Let him alone . Lit. Sir , remember your selfe . Ne. I 'le remember what I please , i 'le forget what I remember : tell me of a reckning , what is t ? I 'le pay 't , no man shall make an asse of me , Further then I list my selfe , I care not a fiddle - Sticke for any mans thundring , he that affronts Me , is the sonne of a Worme , and his father a Whoore , I care not a straw , nor a broken point For you , if any man dare drinke to me ; I Wonot goe behind the dore to pledge him . Acr. Why her 's to you , sir , Ne. Why there 's to you , sir .

Twit mee with comming into a Roome , I could — finde in my heart , to throw a Pottle-pot , I name no bodie , I will kicke any man downe Stayres , that cannot behave himselfe like a gentleman , none but a slave would offer to paie a reckning before me , where 's the Drawer ? ther 's a peece at all adventures ; hee that is my friend , I cars not a rush , if any man be my enemie , he is an idle companion , and I honor him with all my heart .

Wi. This is a precious humor , is he us'd to these mistakes ? Lit. Your kinsman gives him priviledge . Ne.

I desire no mans priviledge , it skills not whether I be kin to any man living .

Ha.

Nay , nay , cozen , pray let me perswade you .

Ne.

You perswade me ? for what acquaintance , minde your busines and speake with your Tailor .

Ha.

And you be thus rude —

Ne.

Rude , sir , what then , sir , hold me Dwindle .

Dw.

Are you readie to have a stoole , sir ?

Wi. Nay , nay , Will , we beare with him for your sake , He is your kinsman . Ha. I am calme agen , Cozen , I am sorry any person here Hath given you offence . Ne. Perhapps , sir , you Have given me offence , I do not feare you , I have knock'd as round a fellow in my dayes . Ha. And may againe — Wi.

Be knock'd , a pox upon him , I know not what to make on him .

Ha. Let me speake a word in private , sir . Ne. I can be as private as you , sir . Ha. Strike me a box o' th eare presentlie . Ne. Ther 's my hand on 't . Wi. Nay , nay , gentlemen . Acr. Master Wilding . Ne. Let him call me to account , the recknings paid . Come Dwindle . Exit . Sel. I did not thinke the foole durst ha done this , T is a strange youth . Ha. You shall heare more to morrow . Dr. All 's paid , and you are welcome gentlemen . Exeunt . Enter Leonara , Violante . Leo. Why should not we two live together , being So equall in our passions ? oh Violante , Our knowledge grew from children , and our loves Allie us in our natures . Vio. T is my wish To dwell with thee , I never knew that woman In whom I tooke more pleasure to converse with , Leo. But I have a father , and remembring him A sorrow steales upon me , to betraie My hopes of blessing ; for although hee love me , And deerelie as he sayes , for Children must not Dispute with fathers , he affects not him In whom I place all thoughts that can delight me , He loves not Delamore , and what to me Is all the World without him ? I shall never I feare , have his consent to be made happie In marriage , and this , although our thoughts Reflect with equall honor on our lovers , Makes the distinction , and concludes me miserable , Thy will depends upon no riged parent , Thy path is strew'd with Roses , while I clime A ragged cliffe , to meete whom I affect . Vio. Indeede , Leonara I much pitie thee . Leo, I prethee counsell me how shall I wrastle With my sad destinie , and yet preserve My filiall obedience , I must loose A father , or a husband . Vio. Would I knew Which way to bid thee steere , but lesson'd by My owne affection , I would have thy minde Constant to him thou loust , time may correct A fathers harshnes , and be confident If poore Violante have a power to serve thee , She will forget her owne heart , ere prove false to thee . Leo. Oh my deare soule , I know 't . Enter Servant . Ser. Oh mistresse . Leo. What 's the matter ! Vio. This face betraies some miserable accident . Leo. Speake , and assure us , what disaster makes Thy countenance so wilde . Ser. A friend of yours — Leo. Is sicke , is dead , what more ? and yet I have So few , I can spare none . Ser. Is dead , since you appeare so fortified . Leo. Is my father living , and Delamore ? Ser. Your father is in health , but — Leo. Staie , as thou wouldst preserve thy mistresse in The number of the living . Vio. How my feares increase ! Leo. Except Violante , whom I see Enjoyes her health , I have no friend but Delamore , I hope hee is not dead . Ser. Your Delamore is dead . Shee faints . Vi. Friend , Leonora , 'T was indiscreetlie done to open sorrow So like a torrent , Leonora ; friend . Leo. Why dost thou call me from him ? sure I was Going to meete my Delamore . Vi. Give not such Beleefe to these sad newes , untill you heare it Confirm'd , dist see him dead ? Ser. I did not see him . Vi. Have comfort then , this may Bee check'd againe . Leo. Would I could hope it . Vio. Have more courage friend , Didst heare the circumstance ? Ser. He was slaine they say . Vio. Nay then beleeve it not , he was so innocent , He could provoke no angrie sword against him . Ser. I wish your confidence were not deceav'd , The last part of my storie will concerne Your faith , and sorrow . Vio. Mine ? in her I share Too much , but prethee since thou hast not beene Slow to wound her , let me know my affliction . Ser. The generall voice is , Master Beaumont slew him , Your servant Ladie . Vio. Tell the generall voice It lyes , my Beaumont prove a murderer ? And of his friend ? he would not kill an enemie . Ser. All I can say in proofe of this , I saw him Guarded to Prison , pardon my relation . Vio. If thou beleevest thy eyes abus'd thee not , Thou might'st with one breath spoken 'em both dead , For the survivor lives , but to give up His life with more shame , all my comfort is , I shall not live to see it , oh Leonora , Who is most wretched now ? let thou , and I , The few dayes that we have to live , be friends , And die in perfect charitie , I must leave you To manage your owne griefe , I have enough To breake my poore heart too . Exit . Leo. What Seas breake-in Upon us ? I that could have dyed within A gentle wave , now struggle for my life , My father ? Enter Sr. Richard Hurry . Hu. What , it seemes you heard the newes , Come let your sorrowes drie up , you may see What 't is to be so rash , when you chuse next , You 'le consult me , I hope ; wipe , wipe your eyes , Your teares are vaine , I could say more . Leo. What sir ? Hu. They are more then he deserv'd , and yet t is better Thou shouldst bestow thy teares upon his Funerall , Then I sigh'd at thy marriage ; come , Heaven has Beene kinde in this divorce , preparing thus Thy better fortune , and preserving mine , I am sorrie for the gentleman that kild him . Leo. Oh Murderer . Hu. You are a foole , and know not His provocation : in my youthfull dayes , I was not patient when affronts were offred me , Nothing more deere to gentlemen , then honor . Leo. Honor in murder ? Hu. This was otherwise : In my owne defence I would kill a family , He shew'd his generous spirit , all the towne Speakes noblie of him , pity him , and pray for him , And were he not desertfull , by this time The generall vote had hang'd him . Leo. Oh , my fate ! Hu. Tother a loose , and inconsiderate man , Lost in estate , and would ha married thee , To ha squees'd mine , 't is better as it is . Leo. Good sir , be charitable to the dead . Hu. Be you first charitable to the living . Speake well , and thinke so too , you do not know What benefit may follow , and how ere Your womanish sorrow for the present may So mist your eyes , they will hereafter open , To see , and thanke my care . Leo. Indeede your language , Pardon my boldnesse , sir , is darke and mysticall . Hu. You have your wit to apprehend sometimes , But 't is not passion must excuse your dutie to me . Leo. I hope . Hu. Your hopes may faile you if you doe , Be obedient hereafter , if you please , And love my directions Leo. I 'le not have A thought shall disobey you , and if ever I love agen . Hu. If ever ? why suppose I should propound one to you , now i' th heate Of this misfortune , can your heart be obstinate To me , and your owne good ? Leo. This is too soone A conscience , sir , before his blood be cold , To whom I profest love , to like another ? The World would much condemne me . Hu. Is the World Or I to be prefer'd , this makes the act Of your obedience perfect , and because I 'le have assurance of what power I hold , This minute i 'le preferre one to your thoughts , Dispose your heart to love the gentleman That now 's in Prison . Leo. Whom d' ee meane deere sir ? Hu. He that kild Delamore , Master Beaumont : Doe not suspect I trifle , he is of A noble house , of a faire expectation , Handsome in every part . Leo. Shall not hee suffer For the blacke deede alreadie done ? Hu. Compose Your selfe to love him , i 'le finde a waie how to Secure his life , and bring him freelie off . Leo. Oh! consider ere you move to farr ; If having slaine my comfort , for I must Give it no other name , call not your justice To my revenge , yet let me not be forc'd , To have a thought so full of shame to women , That he should be my husband , 't is a staine Time nor repentance can wash off , I know You cannot meane so cruellie , beside I shall commit a sinne , foule as his murther , Upon poore Violante , and rob her : Their heart's love hath seald up i' th eye of Heaven , 'T were sacriledge to part em , shee 's my friend too , One that will rather die then injure me . And he will rather suffer , if he be Noble as you professe him , then consent to So foule a guilt . Hu. Let me alone for that , If he refuse this offer for his life , Why let him die , i 'le put him too 't , consider , In this I shall behold thy naked soule , Be rul'd , and prosper ; disobey , and be Throwne from my care and blood , at better leasure I 'le tell you more . Exit . Leo. Has Heaven no pity for me ? What killing language doth a father speake ? Poore hart prevent more greife , and quickly breake . Exit .
Act. III . Enter Master Wilding , and Penelope . Wi. This humour does become thee , I knew when Thou didst consider , what was offerd thee ; Thy sullennes wood shake off , now thou look'st Fresher then morning , in thy melancholie Thy clothes became thee not . Pene. Y' are i' th right , I blam'd my Tailor for 't , but I finde now , The fault was in my countenance , wo'd we had Some Musicke , I could dance now , la , la , la , bra , &c , Wi. Excellent ! and shee be a bed but halfe so nimble , I shall have a fine time on 't ; how she glides ? Thou wot not faile ? Pen. This night — Wi. At the houre of twelue . Pene. But you must be as punctuall i th conditions For my vowes sake , not speake a syllable . Wi. I 'le rather cut my tongue out then offend thee , Kissing is no language . Pene. If it be not to loude ; We must not be seene together , to avoide Suspition , I would not for a world my cozen Should know on 't . Wi. Shee shall die in ignorance . Pene. No peece of a Candle . Wi. The Divell shall not see us With his sawcer eyes ; and if he stumble in The darke , there shanot be a stone i th Chamber , To strike out fire with 's hornes ; all things shall be So close ; no lightning shall peepe in upon us , Oh , how I long for mid-night ! Pene. I have a scruple . Wi. Oh , by no meanes , no scruples now . Pene. When you Have your desires upon me , you will soone Grow cold in your affection , and neglect me . Wi. Why hang me if I doe , i 'le love thee ever : I have cast already , to preserve thy honor , Thou shalt be married in a fortnight , cooze , Let me alone to finde thee out a husband , Handsome and fit enough , we will love then too . Pene. When I am married ? Wi. Without feare or wit Cum privilegio , when thou hast a husband , Dost thinke I will forsake thee Pen ? 't were pity A my life , sweete , oh there is no pleasure To those embraces ; I shall love thee better , And the assurance that thou hast two fathers Before thou hast a child , will make thee spring More active in my armes , and I tell thee , T is my ambition to make a Cuckold , The onely pleasure o' th World : I wod not Wish to injoy thee now , but in the hope Of tother harvest , and to make thy husband Hereafter cuckold , that imagination Sweetnes the rest , and I do love it mainely , mainely . Pene. T is double sinne . Wi. T is treble pleasure wench ; But we loose time , and may endanger thus My wife into a jealozie , if shee see us , Farewell , farewell deare Pen . at night remember , I wonot loose my sport for halfe the countrie . Exit . Enter Mistris Wilding . Mi. Wi. Thou hast hit my instructions excellently . Pene. I have made worke for some bodie , you have put me Upon a desperate service , if you do not Releeve me , I am finely served . Mi. All has succeeded to my wish , thy place I will supply to night , if he observe All the conditions , I may deceive My husband into kindnes ; and we both Live to reward thee better , oh , deere cooze ! Take heede by my example , upon whom Thou placest thy affection . Enter Hazard . Pene. Master Hazard . Ha Save mistresse Wilding . Mi. Wi. You are welcome , sir . Pene. He is a handsome gentleman . Ha. Gone abroad ? Mi. I am not certaine , i 'le inquire . Ha. Your servant Ha! this is the frostie gentlewoman , in good time , I care not if I cast away some words on her , And yet shee s so precise , and over honest , I had as good nere atempt her , your name is Penelope , I take it Lady . Pene. If you take it , I hope you 'le give it me agen . Ha. What agen ? Pene. My name . Ha. What should I doe wot ? No , no , keepe thy name , How ere thou dost thy maiden-head . Pene. Can you tell me Of any honest man that I maie trust with it ? Ha. I 'le tell thee a hundred . Pene. Take heede what you saie , sir . A hundred honest men , why if there were So many i' th City , 't were enough to forfeit Their Charter ; but perhaps you live in the Suburbs . Ha. This wench will jeere me . Pene. I hope you are not one , sir . Ha, One of what ? Pene. One of those honest men you talk'd of so , One to whose trust , a Virgin might commit A maiden-head , as you call it . Ha. Yes , you may trust me , I have possest a hundred maiden-heads . Pene. How long ? Ha. Nay , nay ; they are no commodities to keepe , Noe fault of ours : truth is , th' are not worth Preserving , some of your owne Sex acknowledge it , And yet by your complexion , you have yours still , Away with 't , and in time . Pene. Why you are modest . Ha. Yave hit me Lady : come , i 'le give thee counsell ; And more , i 'le helpe thee to a chap-man too , Besides what ere he paies for 't , shall be at charge To mold it of himselfe ; how light thou 'lt be Without thy maiden-head , dost not spoile thy sleepe And breede the night-mare ? Pene. Who can helpe it , you Gentlemen are such strange creatures , so unnaturall , So infinitilie chast , so mortified With Beefe and Barly-water , such strange discipline , And Haire-cloth . Ha. Who weares Haire-cloth ? gentlewoman ? Pene. Such severe waies to tame your flesh , such friends To fry-dayes , Lent , and Ember-weekes ; such enemies To Sacke , and marrow-Pies , Candles , and Crabs , Fidlers , and other warme restoratives , A handsome woman can not reach your pity ,

We may e'en grow to our Pillowes , ere you 'le comfort us ; this was not wont .

Ha. Not wont to be , in my Remembrance Ladie . Pene. You are a handsome gentleman Why may not you drinke Wine sometimes , or eate Sturgion , or forrage in your lustie-pie Of Aartichoke , or Potato ; or why may not Your learned Physition Dictate amber-Greece , Or Powders , and you obey him , in your Brothes ? Have you so strange antipathy to women ? To what end will gentlemen Come to , if this frost hold ? Ha. You are wittie ; But I suppose you have no cause of such Complaint , how ever some men do want heat , Their is no generall winter ; I know a gentleman Can drinke , and eate , and beare you companie A bed , for all your jeering : do not thinke T is I : thou shall recant this prophane talke And wooe me for a kisse , ere i 'le stoope to thee . Here s none but friends , if Master wilding ha not Told you alreadie , I will justifie T is possible , you may be got with Child . Pene. By whom ? Ha. By him , you are but cozens a farre off , If you allow 't , he neede not travell farre For other dispensation , what say to him ? Pene. Was this at his entreatie ? Ha. My owne meere motion And good will toward him , cause I know his minde . Pene. You are a fine gentleman , wher 's your land ? You may be Knight o' th Shire in time : farrewell , sir . Ha. I know not what to make on her , she may be Exit . A tumbler , for all this , i 'le to her agen . Exit . Enter old Barnacle , and Leonora . Ba. Nay , nay , be comforted , and mistake me not , I did not mention Delamore to provoke These teares : hee 's gone , thinke on your living friends . Leo. If you be one , good sir — Ba. Yes , I am one : And yet mistake me not , I doe not come Awooing for my selfe , I am past Tilting , But for my Nephew , oh that Nephew of mine ! I know Sr. Richard Hurry , you wise father , Will thinke well of him , Nay , nay , weeping still . Leo. It is too soone to thinke of any other . Bar. To soone to thinke of any other , why , What woman of discretion , but is furnish'd With a second husband ere the first be coffend ? He that stayes till the Funerall be past , Is held a modest coxcombe , and why should not Maides be as early in their provision ? Leo. I blush to thinke , my father of his mind , Distressed Leonora good . sir loose No more breath , I am resolved to die a Virgin I know not what love is . And yet these teares Are shed for one you lov'd . Leo. He that was all My treasure living , beeing lost must needs Be a great part of sorrow : but my eyes Though they can never paie to many drops To the sad memory of Delamore , Shed not all these for him , there is another That makes me weepe . Bar. Another whom you love ? Leo. Heaven knowes I never let into my heart , Affection to a second , I am so farre From loving him , I wish we may nere meete , I am not safe in my owne bosome , while I thinke upon him , it begets new springs Within my eyes ; which will in litle time , Rise to a flood , and drowne me . Bar. I conceive This is no friend of yours , come i 'le releeve you , Nay , and there be any man that troubles you , If there be any you 'd have talk'd withall , I 'le rid you of that care , he that shall offer But to disturbe you in a thought , d' ee marke me ? I 'le take an order with him . Leo. What will you doe ? Bar. Do not mistake me neither , i 'le do nothing , But send my Nephew , he shall top him , And top him , and scourge him like a top too . You know not how my Nephew is improv'd Since you last saw him , valiant as Hercules , He has knock'd the flower of Chivalry , the verie Donzal del Phebo of the time . and all The blades do reverence him ; i 'le say no more , Name but the man whom you do frowne upon , And let me send my Nephew to him . Leo. Shanot neede . I have no enemie to engage his sword , My discontents flow from a neerer person , I grieve to say my father . Bar. How ? your father Say but the word and I will send my Nephew To him , and he were ten fathers he can mollifie him , To please you Lady , my Nephew never spare him , Oh , had you seene him baffle a squire this morning ! Leo. Pray no more , you shall do me a noble office . To leave me to my selfe . Enter Servant . Ser. Mistresse Violante Is come to visit you . Leo. I waite upon her , Your gentle pardon . Exit . Ba. Would my Nephew had her . Shee is S. Richards heire , and here he is . S. Richard ? Enter S. Richard Hurry , and Surgeon . Hu. Oh Master Barnacle , i 'le waite upon you . Bar. That 's Master Probe the Surgeon . Hu. No more you know my meaning . Pr. Yes , sir . Hu. Let him be buried . Pr. I understand you , sir . Exit . Bar. I have beene discoursing With your faire daughter . Hu. Where is Leonora ? Ser. Shee 's within , sir . Hu. Bid her come hither , Master Barnacle I am something troubled about a gentleman . Bar. And I am glad I met with you : If you be troubled with any gentleman , I 'le send my Nephew to him . Hu. To whom , or whither ? Bar. To any man alive , I care not whether . Hu. Send him to Jerusalem . Bar. That 's something o' th furthest , I shall be Unwilling he should travell out o' th Kingdome . Enter Leonora , Violante aloofe . Hu. Leonera ? Neerer — Ba. Who is that ? A prettie gentlewoman ! save you mistresse , What is your name I pray ? Vio. I am cal'd Violante . Bar. Are you a maide ? Vio. I should be sorrie else . Bar. D' ee know my Nephew ? Vio. Not I , sir . Bar. Not my Nephew ? how have you beene bred ? Why hee 's the onley gallant o' th Towne , Please you i 'le send him to you . Vio. What to doe , sir . Ba. He shall do any thing , the townes afraid on him . Vio. Oh! praie keepe him from me then . Bar. Hee 'le hurt no women , but for the men — Vio. Ther 's one has hurt to much alreadie . Bar. What is he ? i 'le send my Nephew to him Lady , If you have any occasion , never spare him . Vio. Not I , sir . Hu. Looke to 't , and correct this humor . I 'le to him presentlie , Master Barnacle , Let me intreat your companie to a gentleman , I 'le waite as much on you . Bar. You shall command mee : If 't be to any man you care not for , Wee 'le take my Nephew along . Exeunt Hu. It sha not neede , Leo. Oh Violante ! I Must now require some fruite of all thy promises . Vio. You hold me not suspected . Leo. Leonora Cannot be so ingratefull : but we have Small limit for discourse , my father meanes To visit Beaumont , now in Prison , thou Wilt heare too soone the storie , and without Prevention finde thy selfe more miserable . Oh Violante : I will suffer with him Rather then injure thee , I prethee go Uisit thy friend , not mine , and as thou lou'st mee , As thou lou'st him , or thy owne life , Violante , Bid him be constant to thee , tell him what fame Dwells upon noble lovers , that have seal'd Faith to their Mistresses in blood : what glorie Can perjur'd men expect , that loose their honor To save a poore breath ? bid him be assur'd , If for the hope of life , his soule can be So much corrupted to embrace a thought That I shall ever love him — Vio. You Leonora ? Leo. Never , oh , never ; tell him so : by vertue , And the cold blood of my slaine Delamore , Although my father threaten death . Vio. Your father ? Leo. Make hast sweete Violante , to the Prison ; There thou shalt know all , there thou shalt have proofe How much thou art belov'd , and by my death , If he prove false to thee , how much I love thee . Exit . Vio. I am amaz'd , and my soule much distracted Twixt griefe , and wonder , it growes late i' th morning , I le visit the sad Prisoner , my hart trembles , More can but kill me too , I 'm , fit to die , And woes but hasten immortality . Exit . Enter Hazard , and a Box-keeper . Ha. How now ? what Gamesters ? Bo. Little to any purpose yet , but we Expect deepe play to night . Enter Wilding . Wi. Will Hazard , I have beene seeking thee this Two howers , and now I have found thee , avoide me . Ha. Thar' t not infectious . Wi. No , but I swell with my imaginations Like a tall Ship , bound for the fortunate Ilands ; Top , and Top-gallant , my flags , and my figaries Upon me with a lustie gale of winde Able to rend my sailes , I shall o'rerunne , And sinke thy little Barke of understanding In my careere boy . Ha. Pray heaven rather You do not spring a leake , and forfit your Ballast , my confident man of Warre , I Have knowne as stout a Ship beene cast away In sight o' th Harbour . Wi. The wench , the wench boy . Ha. The Vessell you have beene chasing . Wi. Has strooke Saile , Is come in , and cries abord my new Lord of The Mediterranean , we are agree'd , This is the pretious night Will ; twelve the hower ; That I must take possession of all , Of all ; there are some Articles agreed on . Enter a Lord , and Sell-away . Whoe 's this ? Ha. Oh! the Gamesters now come in : That gaie man is a Lord , and with him Sell-away . Wi. They are well coupled , a Lord and Sell-away . Ha. He weares good clothes you see , and in the street More look'd at then the Pageants , he will talke litle . Wi. To purpose . Ha. Right , he cannot walke Out of his sincopace , and no man carries Legs more in tune , he is danc'd now from his sempstresse . Wi. A man much bound to his Tailor . Ha. And his Barber . He has a notable head . Wi. Of haire thou mean'st . Ha. Which is sometime hung in more Bride-laces Then well would furnish out two Country weddings Wi. Is he a Scholler ? Ha. T is not necessary . He is neither Scholler , nor a Courtier , If report wrong him not . Wi. Will . He playes mony freely . Ha. With more pride then he weares embrodery . T is his ambition to loose that : and A wench mainetaines his swearing , let him passe . Wi. What 's next . Enter a Knight , and Acre-lesse . Ha. A Knight , and Acre-lesse . Wi. Good agen , a Knight and Acre-lesse , what 's his condition . Wi. A Gamester both waies . Wi. Where be his Spurres ? Ha. Hang in his mistresses Peticote , for which hee pawnd His Knight-hood too , till a good hand redeeme it , He will talke you nothing but postilions Embroideries for his Coach , and Flanders Mares : What severall sutes for the twelue dayes at Christmas , How many Ladies dote upon his physnomy : That hee is limited but a hundred pound A month for diet , which will scarce maintaine him In Phesant egges an Turky for his motion . Now does his Barge attend him , if he came By water , but if the Dice chance to runne counter , He stayes till twelue in anger , devours smoke , And desperately will shoot the Bridge at midnight Without a waterman . Wi. The house fills a pace What are these ha ? Enter a Countrie gentleman , and Little-stocke . Ha. A Countrie gentleman , and Little-stocke . Wi. A Countrie gentleman ? I have seene him sure Appeare in other shape , is he a Christian ? Ha. Why ? dost thou doubt him ? Wi. Cause I have met him with a Turbant once , If I mistake not , but his linnen was not So handsome altogether as the Turkes In quirpo with a Crab-tree cudgell too , Walking and canting broken Dutch for farthings . Ha. The apparition of an Angell once Brought him to this . Wi. Dost call him countrie gentleman ? Ha. His generation is not knowne i' th Towne , You see what Dice can do , now hee 's admir'd . Wi. For what I prethee ? Ha. For talking non-sense , when he has lost his mony You shall meete him going up and downe the ordinary To borrow monie upon his head . Wi. His head , Will he goe upon his head , or will he pawne it ? Ha. Pawne it , if any man will lend him mony on 't , And sayes 't is good securitie , because He cannot be long without it , they shall have The wit for the use too , he will talke desperatelie , And sweare he is the father of all the Bulls Since Adam , if all faile he has a project To print his jests . Wi. His Bulls you meane , Ha. Y' are right , And dedicate 'em to the Gamesters , yet he will Seeme wise sometimes , deliver his opinions As on the Bench : in beere he utters sentences , And after Sacke Philosophy . Wi. Let 's not be troubl'd with him , who are these ? Yong Barnacle ? Enter Nephew , and Dwindle . Will you indure him . Ha.

Yes , and the Vineger-bottle his man too : but now I thinke on 't he shall excuse me , i 'le loose no time ; if I winne , I shall have lesse cause to repent , if I loose , by these hilts i 'le make him the cause and beate him .

Enter Sell-away .

Are they at play ?

Sel , Deepe , deepe Gamesters . Ha. Then luke with a hundred peeces . Wi.

I 'le follow , how now Franke ? what in the name of folly is hee reading ?

Ne. Save you gentlemen , save you noble gallants : May a man loose any monie ? I honor , sir , your shadow . Sel. This is another humor . Ne. D' ee here the newes gentlemen ? Wi. What newes I pray ? Ne. The new Curranto . Sel. Good , sir , impart . Ne. Be there no more gentlemen to heare it Here ? 't is extraordinarie fine newes , in blacke and white , From Terra incognita . Wi. Terra incognita ? Ne. I , sir , the quintessence of the World : for our foure parts Europe , Asia , Affricke , and America , are as the foure Elements , and this , as the learned Geographers say , is Like Coelum , a fift essence or quintessence of the World . Wi. Pray , Sir , what newes from this quintessence , it must Needs be refin'd novelties . Ne. From Slavonia . Wi. That 's no part of Terra incognita , we know that . Ni. But you doe not know that Slavonia I meane , 't is Inhabited by a Nation without a head . Dwi. Without a head in ? what part are their eyes ? Ne. Peace Dwîndle : a cursed kinde of people that have Neither Law , nor Religion but for their owne purposes : Their Country is somewhat low , and open to the Sea . Sel. Do they not feare drowning ? Ne.

They are safest in a tempest , if they be taken at any time by their enemies , and cast over-bord , they turne other creatures , some Rocks , some Sharkes , some Crocadiles , and so retaine part of their former nature .

Wi. What do those that dwell ashore ? Ne. They follow their worke , and make nets not only to catch Fish , but Townes and Provinces : the Jewes Are innocent to 'em , and the Divell a dunce , of whose Trade they are . Sel. A dangerous generation . Ne. In Perwiggana a fruitfull Country , the moone shines All day , and the Sunne at night . Sel.

That 's strange , hee has a morall in 't have not wee gentlemen that sit up all night a drinking , and go to bed when the sunne rises ?

Ne.

In this Province the King never comes out of his Palace .

Wi.

How does the Court remove there ?

Ne.

When he does purpose to change the aire , hee has an Elephant richly trapped , that carries the Court upon his backe into what part of the Kingdome he please .

Wi.

I have heard of Elephants , that have carried Castles .

Ne.

Snailes , Snailes in comparison : and to increase your wonder ! this beast does never drinke .

Wi.

I would be loth to keepe him companie .

Sel.

How then ?

Ne.

Eate , eate altogether , and what nothing but men , and of what ranke or condition , none but great men , and the fattest nobilitie , but like your good Mounsieur hee cares for nothing but the head , and it is confidently reported hee has devoured more heads , within this three last yeeres , then the Elephant wee had in England ; eate Pennie Loves in seaven .

Dwi.

The Divell choke him would hee had London Bridge in his bellie too .

Ne.

The subjects of the great Duke of Lubber-land ha's beene lately in rebellion .

Wi.

I am sorry it will be inconvenient to heare out your Curranto , I am weary of a little monie when that 's lost I may bee a sutor for the rest of your newes , and so I commend mee to all your friends in Lubber-Land . Exit .

Ne.

Dwîndle , didst heare this , now could I be angry .

Dwi.

Goe to play then , sir , if you loose your monie , you may talke roundly to 'em for they cannot bee so uncivill as not to give loosers leave to speake .

Ne.

But if I winne .

Dwi.

Why then you may be drunke to night and I 'le — the Caster to you .

Enter Little-Stocke , Acre-lesse . Lit. A curse upon these reeling Dice , that last in , and in Was out of my way ten peeces ; canst lend me any Monie , how have the cards dealt with thee . Acr. Lost , lost — I defie thee , if my Knight recover not I must be sober to morrow . Lit. Oh , for a hundred and all made now . Enter Sell-away . Sel. Yonder 's — winnes tirannically , without Mercie , he came in but with hundred peeces . Lit. I 'le get a fancy presently . Acr. And how thrive the bones with his Lordship Sel.

His Lordships bones are not well set they are maliciously bent against him they will runne him quite out of all .

Enter Nephew , and Dwindle . Ne.

More mony Dwindle call my Uncle : I must have it , for my honor , two hundred peeces more Will serve my turne ; in the meane time I will play away my Cloke and some superfluous things about me .

Dwi.

By that time you are come to your shirt , I shall bee here .

Sel.

Hee 's blowne up too . Exit .

Enter Hazard . Ha.

So , so , the Dice in two or three such nights will be out of my debt , and I may live to be a land-lord agen .

Sel.

You are fortunes minion Master .

Ha. You wod seeme to be no foole , because she dotes not Upon you gentlemen , I must take my chance ; 't was A lucky hundred pown'd Jacke Wilding . Enter Wilding gnawing a Boxe . What eating the Boxes . Acr. Let us in agen . Wi. Chewing thy cud a litle , I have lost all my monie Will Thou hast made a fortunate night on 't wot Play no more . Ha. T is the first time I had the grace to give off a winner I wonot tempt the Dice . Wi. What hast wonne ? Ha. You doe not heare mee complaine I have not been so warme This tenn weekes . Enter Acre-lesse . Wi.

T is frost in my breeches .

Acr.

Master Hazard , I was afraid you had beene gone , there 's a fresh Gamester come in with his pockets full of Gold ; he dazeles the Gamesters , and no man has stocke to play with him .

Wi.

What is he ?

Acr.

A Merchant he seemes ; he may be worth your retire .

Ha.

Not for the Exchange to night , I am resolv'd .

Wi.

Temptation ! now have I an infinite itch to this Merchants peeces .

Ha. If thou wot have any monie , Speake before I launch out , and command it . Wi.

A hundred peeces .

Ha.

Call to the Master o' th house by this token — thou wot venture agen then ?

Wi.

They may prove as luckie as thine — but what do I forget ? the wench , the fairy at home , that expects me .

Ha.

I had forgot too , you wonot play now .

Wi.

T is now upon the time .

Ha.

By any meanes goe .

Wi.

Hum , I ha lost my monie , and may recover a prety wench . which hand ? here covetousnes , this letchery ; monie is the heavier . Will , dost heare ? i 'le requite thy curtesie . Thou hast lent me a hundred pownd , i 'le pay thee agen , and thou shalt have for the use , the flesh device at home that expects , thou shalt supply my place Will .

Ha.

You wonot loose this opportunitie , and foole your selfe . Exit . Acre .

Wi.

I am resolv'd ; five hundred peeces say i 'le come to him , you love the sport as well as I : to morrow you shall thanke me for 't ; be secret , shee 'le never know thee , for our conditions are to — Neither light nor — and she must needs conceive t is I .

Ha.

Are you in earnest ?

Wi. Have you wit to apprehend the curtesie ? Let me alone : the wench , and I shall meete Hereafter and be merry , here 's my Key The Merchants monie cooles away : be wise And keepe conditions to use her at thy pleasure , There will be enough for me : nay no demurres , You have not lost your stomacke to this game How ere I speed tonight , wee 'le laugh to morrow How the poore wench was cosen'd . Ha. But wouldst ha mee goe ? Wi. I wod ha thee ride boy , I must to the Gamester Farewell , remember not to speake a word , but Kisse and embrace thy belly full . Ha. If I do not , The punishment of an Eunuch light upon me .
Act. IIII . Enter Hazard and Wilding . Wi. How now Will , thou lookst desperatly this morning . Didst sleepe well to night ? Ha. Yes , 't is very like I went to sleepe ; but such a bed-fellow ! Wi. What ailes she ; was she dull ? Ha. Do not enquire But curse your selfe till noone , I am charitable I do not bid thee hange thy selfe , and yet I have cause to thanke thee , I would not have lost The turne , for all the monie I wonne last night Jacke , Such a delicious thieft . Wi. I thinke so . Ha. I found it so and dare make my affidavit . Wi. Thou didst not see her ? Ha. Nor speake to her , to what purpose . Shee was so handsome i' th darke , you know My meaning , had beene pittie any light Or voyce should interrupt us . Wi. Now doe I Grow melancholy . Ha. If thou do'st envie mee There is some reason for 't , thou do'st imagine I have had pleasure in my dayes , but never , Never , so sweete a skirmish , how like joy Shee grew to my embraces , not a kisse But had Elisium in 't . Wi. I was a rascall . Ha. If thou didst know but halfe so much as I Or couldst imagine it , thou wouldst acknowledge Thy selfe worse then a rascall on Record . I have not words to expresse , how soft , how bountious How everie thing a man with full desires Could wish a Lady , do not question mee Further ; t is too much happines to remember I am sorry I have said so much . Wi. Was not I curst To loose my monie , and such delicate sport ? Ha. But that I love thee well shud'st nere injoy her . Wi. Why ? Ha. I would almost cut thy throate . Wi. You wod not . Ha.

But take her , and if thou part'st with her , one night more for lesse then both the Indies thou 't loose by her , shee has paid me for my service , I aske nothing else .

Wi. If she be such a precious armefull Will I thinke you may be satisfied . Ha. Take heede , And understand thy selfe a little better : I thinke you may be satisfied with what ? A handsome wench 't is heresie recant it I never shall be satisfied . Wi. You do not purpose . Purpose a new incounter . Ha. For thy sake T is possible I may not , I would have My game kept for me ; what I have done Was upon your entreatie , if you have The like occasion hereafter I Should have a hard heart to deny thee Jacke . Wi. Thou hast fir'd my blood , that I could call backe time , And be possest of what my indiscretion Gave up to thy enjoying , but I am comforted , She thinks 't was I , and we hereafter may Be free in our delights : now , sir , the newes With you ? Enter Page . Pa. My mistresse did command my diligence To find you out and pray you come to speake with her . Wi. When I am at leasure . Pa. T is of consequence , Shee sayes , and much concernes you . Wi. Is Penelope With her ? Pa. Not when she sent mee forth . Wi. Let her expect : waite you on me . Ha. I spie my blustering Gamester . Wi. The yonger ferret . Ha. I care not if I allow thee a fit of mirth But your boy must be in comfort . Enter Nephew and Dwindle . Dwi. Pray , sir , do not behave your selfe so furiouslie , Your breath is able to blow downe a house , sir . Ne. My Uncle shall build 'em up againe , oh Dwindle , Thou dost not know what honor 't is to bee So boisterous , I would take the wall now Of my Lord Maiors Gyants . Wi. Doe as I bid you , sirra . Pa. Alas , sir , hee 'le devoure me . Ha. He shanot hurt thee . Pa. Be at my backe then pray , sir , now I thinke on 't I have the beard here too with which I frighted Our maides last night . Dwi. You know these gentlemen . Ne. Hazard , and Wilding ? how i' st ? how i' st Bulchins ? Wo'd ye had beene with us ; I ha so mald a Captaine O' th traine band yonder . Pa. Is not your name Barnacle ? Ha. Ancient Petarre ? Ne. What 's this ? Wi. The admiration of the Towne . Ne. For what ? Wi. For valour . Ne. This inch and a halfe ? Wi. Ther 's the wonder , oh the spirit , the tall spirit Within him he has the soule of a Giant . Ne. He has but a dwarfs body , ancient Petarre . Pa. Sirra , how dare you name a Captaine ? Thou tunne of ignorance , he shall eate my Pistole , And save me the discharge . Ne. Tell me of a tun ? i 'le drinke twenty tunnes to thy Health , who shall hinder me if I have a Minde too 't , your Pistol 's a Pepper-corne , I will eate Up an armory , if my stomacke serve , so long as I Have mony to pay for 't , and you were as little agen As you are : fright me with your potguns , my name's Barnacle , sir , call me what you please , and my Mans name 's Dwindle , and you goe there to , do not Thinke but I have seene fire-drakes afore now though I never talk'd on 't , and Rackets too , though my man Be a Coxcombe here , and balls of wild-fire , no dispraise To you ; d' ee thinke to thunder me with your Picke Tooth by your side ? Pa. Let my sword shew him but one flash of lightning To singe the haire of his head off . Ha. Good ancient Petarre . Dwi. T is a very divell in decimo sexto , Peter d' e call him ? Pa. Thou dogbolt and cozen germane to Cerbenus . Ha. Two heads once remov'd , hee 's somewhat like him . Ne. I begin to thinke . Dwi. And I begin to — Pa. Agen . Wi. He does but thinke . Pa. He thinke ? is this a place for him to thinke in ? Minotaure , vanish immediately , or I will shoot death From my Mustachios and kill thee like a Porcupine . Ne. Ancient Petarre , I know thy name and I Honor it , thar' t one of the most vaineglorious Peeces of fire-worke that ever water wet . I am a Gentleman , and if I have say'd any thing to disgust Thee , I can aske thee forgivenes , as well as the Proudest vassell on 'em all , extend thy paw , thou Invincible Epitome of Hercules , and let thy servant Kisse it . Wi. Come pray , sir , be reconcil'd ; he submits . Pa.

I see thou hast something in thee of a Soldier , to no Purpose , and I will cherish it . Thou art a raskall in thy understanding , thou shalt excuse me , Turke , in honorable love : I remember thy great grand-Father was hang'd for robbing a Pedler-woman of sixe yards of inckle , and thou mayst , ( mauger the Herald ) in a right line , challenge the gallowes by his copie ; mongrell of mongrell Hall . I am thy humble servant , and will cut the throate of any man that sayes thou hast eyther wit or honesty more then is fit for a gentleman . Command my sword , my lungs , my life , thou art a puffe , a mulligrube , a Metaphysicall Coxcombe , and I honour you with all my hart .

Ne. I thanke you noble ancient , and kinde gentlemen . Come Dwindle , wee 'le go rore somewhere else . Wi. Was ever such an offe ? Exit . Ha. The boy hid hit his humour excellently . Here , cherish thy wit . Pa. Now shall I tell my mistresse you 'le come to her ? Wi. How officious you are for your mistresse , sirra ? What said shee I came not home all night ? Pa. Nothing to me ; but my eyes ne're beheld Her looke more pleasantly . Ha. Now farewell Jacke , I neede not urge your secresie Touching your mistres , I have mounted for you : Only i 'le caution you , looke when you meete That you performe your busines handsomely . I ha begun so well shee may suspect else , And put thee out of service , if shee doe , You know your wages , I shall laugh at thee , And hartilie ; so farewell , farewell Jacke . Exit . Wi. To say the truth I have shewed my selfe a coxcombe . A pox a play that made me double looser . For ought I know , she may admit me never To such a turne agen , and then I ha punished My selfe ingeniouslie . Enter Mistris Wilding , Penelope , and Mistris Leonora , a Servant waiting upon them . My wife . Pag. My Mistresse , sir . Wi. Keepe you at distance , Penelope , and Leonora , Shee 's as the boy reported something more Pleasant then ordinarie . Mi. T is hee good cozen , Pretend some busines , offer at some wares , Or aske the Gold-smith what your Diamond 's worth , Something to trifle time away , while I Speake with my husband a few words . Wi. Shee comes toward me . Mi. I can containe no longer , How d' ee sweete-hart ? Wi. Well , but a little melancholy . You looke more sprightfully wife , something has pleas'd you . Mi. It has indeede , and if it be no staine To modestie , I would enquire how you Sped the last night . Wi. I lost my money . Mi. I doe not meane that game . Wi. I am not betrai'd I hope ; do not meane that game ? Mi. Y' are a fine gentleman . Wi. T is so , could she not keepe her owne counsell ? Mi. And have behav'd your selfe most wittilie , And I may say most wrongfully : this will Bee much for your honor , when 't is knowne . Wi. What will be knowne ? Mi. Do you not blush ? oh fie . Is there no modestie in man ? Wi. What riddle Have you got now ? I wonot yet seeme conscious . Mi. T is time then to be plaine , it was a wonder I could be so long silent , did you like Your last nights lodging ? Wil. Very , very well ; I went not to bed all night . Mi. You did not lie with Mistresse Penelope my kinswoman ? Wi. Refuse me if I did . Mi. You neede not sweare ; But 't was no fault of yours , no fault no vertue : But 't is no place to expostulate these actions . In breife know 't was my plott , for I observ'd Which way your warme affection mov'd , & wrought So with my honest cozen to supplie Her wanton place , that with some shame at last , I might deceive your hard heart into kindnes . Wi. That , that agen sweete wife , and be a little Serious ; was it your plott to excuse your cozen , And be the bed-fellow ? Mi. Heaven knowes 't is truth . Wi. I am fitted , fitted with a paire of hornes Of my owne making . Mi. Thanke , and thinke upon That providence that would not have you lost In such a Forrest of loose thoughts , and bee Your selfe agen ; I am your hand-maid still , And have learned so much pietie to conceale What ever should dishonor you . Wi. It budds , It budds alreadie . I shall turne starke mad , Horne mad . Mi. What aile you ? are you vext because Your wantonnesse thriv'd so well ? Wi. Well with a vengance . Mi. I did expect your thanks . Wi. Yes , I do thanke you , thanke you heartilie , Most infinitly thanke you . Mi. Doth this merit No other payment but your scorne , then know Bad man , 't is in my power to be reveng'd , And what I had a resolution Should sleepe in silent darknes , now shall looke Day in the face , i 'le publish to the World How I am wrong'd , and with what stubbornesse You have despis'd the cure of your owne fame ; Nor shall my Cozen suffer in her honor . I stoope as low as earth to shew my dutie , But too much trampl'd on I rise to tell The World I am a woman . Wi. No , no ; harke you , I doe not mocke you , I am taken with The conceit , what a fine thing I have made my selfe . Nere speake on 't , thy device shall take ; i 'le love thee . And kisse thee for 't , tha 'st paid me handsomelie : An admirable plot , and follow'd cunninglie , I 'le see thee anon agen , and lie with thee To night , without a stratagemme . The gentlewomen Expect thee ; keepe all close , deare wife , no sentences . I am trick'd and trim'd at my owne charges rarely , I 'le seeke out some body agen . Exit . Mi. I have presum'd too much upon your patience , I have discover'd , and I hope t' will take . Pene. I wish it may . Mi. You are sad still , Leonora . Remove these thoughts : come i 'le waite on you now To the Exchange : some toyes may there strike off Their sad remembrance . Leo. I attend you . Mi. Farewell . Enter Beaumont , and his keeper . Ke. The gentleman that was yesterday to speake with you Is come againe to visite you . Beo. S. Richard Hurry ? Ke. The same , sir . Bar. You may admit him . Ke. Men of his quality Do seldome court affliction , this , I must Allow , is a most noble gratitude For those good offices my father did him . Enter S. Richard . Hu. Sir , the respects I owe you make me againe Solliciter for your saftie , and although On the first proposition it appeare Strange to you , and perhapps incredible , Which might dispose you to the slow embrace Of what I tendred , yet againe brought to you After a time to examine and consider What most concernes you , I am confident , You will accept , and thanke me . Beo. Noble sir . You doe expresse so are is bountie , men Will sloely imitate ; I am not soe Lost in my wilde misfortune , but my reason Will guide me to acknowledge and paie backe My service and my selfe , for so much charity As you have pleas'd to shew me . Enter Violante . Vio. Here 's for thy paines : they are the same ; make good Thy word , and place me where I may unseene Heare their discourse . Ke. This way . Beo. But with your pardon , I would desire to heare agen how much I shall be oblig'd that knowing the extent Of your desert I maie pay backe a duty , That may in every circumstance become My fortune and the benefit . Hu. Then thus : you are a Prisoner ; that alone Is misery , But yours the greater , in that guilt of blood , Not summes that may bee recompenc'd , detaine you . I 'le not dispute the circumstance , Delamore Slaine by your hand . Beo. I have confest , The first jurie having found it murder . Hu. His blood calls to the law for justice , and you cannot Left to your selfe , and looking on the fact , Expect with any comfort what must follow . Yet I in pity of your suffrings , In pity of your youth which would bee else Untimely blasted , offer to remove Your sorrowes , make you free and right againe , With cleere satisfaction to the Law . Beo. Good sir , Pray give me leave to doubt here . I see not How ere your will and charitie may bee active In my desiresse to save me , that you can Assure my life and freedome , since in causes Of such high nature , lawes must have their course , Whose streame as it were wickednesse to pollute , It were vanitie for any private man To thinke he could resist . I speake not this To have you imagine I despise my life , But to expresse my feares your will does flatter you Bove what your power can reach . Pa. For that I urge not My beeing a Commissioner alone To doe you service , I have friends in Court , And great ones , when the rigor of the Law Hath sentenc'd you to mediate your pardon : Nor takes it from the justice of a Prince , Where provocation and not malice makes Guilty , to save , whom the sharpe letter doomes Sometimes to execution : I am to farre From doubting your discharge , that I dare forfeit My life if I secure not yours from any Danger for this offence . Beo. You speake all comfort Which way can I deserve this ? Ha. That i 'le shew you . I had an obligation to your father Whose love when all my fortunes were i' th ebbe , And desperatelie , releev'd mee with large summes ; By whose carefull manage I arryu'd at what I am , and I should be a rebell to Nature and goodnesse not to love the sonne Of such a friend by his misfortune made Ripe for my gratitude . Beo You speake your bountie , But teach not all this while how to deserve it . Hu. T is done by your acceptance of my daughter To bee your Bride . Be. To be my Bride ? pray tell tell me Is she deform'd or wanton , what vice has shee ? Ha. Vice , sir , she will deserve as good a husband , Shee is handsome though I say 't , and shall be rich too . Beo. Shee is too good , if she be faire or vertuous . Pardon , I know she is both : but you amaze me , I did expect conditions of danger : A good wife is a blessing above health ; You teach mee to deserve my life first from you By offering a happinesse beyond it . Hu. If you finde love to accept , 't is the reward I looke for , Leonora shall obey Or quit a father . Be. Ha goodnesse defend . I know you doe but mocke me , and upbraid My act , that kild her servant : wound mee still , I have deserv'd her curse : I see her weepe , And every teare accuse me . Hu. May I never Thrive in my Prayers to Heaven , if what I offer I wish not heartilie confirm'd . Bu. I now Suspect you are not Leonora father , 'T were better you dissembled , then made her So past all hope of beeing cur'd agen : I marry Leonora ! can her soule Thinke on so foule a rape , she cannot sure . Ha. Shee shall ; I command . Be. By vertue , but Shee shanot , nor would I to graspe an Empire Tempt her to so much staine , let her tell downe Her Virgin teares , on Delamores cold Marble , Sigh to his dust , and call revenge upon His head whose anger sent him to those shades , From whence she nere must see him ; this will justifie Shee lov'd the dead : it were impietie One smile should blesse her murderer , and how ere You are pleas'd to complement with my affliction , I know she cannot finde one thought without her So foule to looke upon me . Hu.

Let it rest on that , will you confern and timely make provision for your saftie ?

Beo. For my life You meane , now on the chance , then I may live You are confident , and thinke it not impossible Your daughter may affect me ; ther 's at once Two blessings , are they not and mightie ones , Considering what I am , how low , how lost T' oth common aire ? Hu. Now you are wise . Beo. But if Your daughter would confirme this , and propound Her selfe my victorie . Hu. What then ? Beo. I should condemne her , and despise the conquest : These things may bribe an Atheist not a Lover . But you perhaps are ignorant , I have given My faith away irrevocablie , 't is The wealth of Violante , and I wonot Basely steale backe a thought , and yet I thanke you , I am not so inhumane . Hu. Will you not Preferre your life To honor and religion ? Beo. For shame be silent could you make me Lord Of my owne destiny , and that Leonora Had empires for her dower , and courted mee With all the flatteries of life , to quit My vowes to Violante , I would die Upon her bosome to meete death . Hu. And death You must expect which will take off this braverie . Beo. And I will kisse it , kisse it , like a Bride . Hu. So resolute ? Beo. And if I cannot live My Violantes , I will die her sacrifice . Good sir , no more , you do not well to trouble The quiet of a Prisoner thus that cannot Be a too carefull Steward of those minuts Left him to make his peace , tempt me no further : The Earth is not so fixt as my resolues , Rather to die then in one thought transplant My love from Violante . Hu. Bee undone , And this contempt shall hasten the divorce Of soule and love , die and be soone forgotten . Exit . Enter Violante . Beo. My Violante , if there can be any joy Neighbour too so much greife , i 'le powre it out To pay thy bounteous visit , if my eyes Admit no fellowship in weeping , 't is Because my heart which saw thee first , would bid Thee welcome thither , scorning ; to acknowledge There can be any thing but joy where thou art . Vio. But sadnes my deere Beaumont , while there is A cause that maks thee Prisoner , I must weepe And empty many springs , my eyes are now No prophets of thy sorrow but the witnes , And when I thinke of death that waits upon thee I wither to a Ghost . Beo. Why Violante , We must all die , restraine these weeping Fountaines , Keepe 'em till I am dead , dispence 'em then Upon my grave , and I shall grow agen , And in the sweete disguise of a faire Garden Salute the spring that gave mee greene and odour . Why should not love transforme us ? Vio. Bee not lost In these imaginations . Beo. Or perhapps Th' ast ambition , she whose love made up A wonder to the World beside the pledge Of duty to her Lord , fam'd Arthemisia Shall bee no more in storie for her Tombe : For on the Earth that weighes my body downe When I am dead , thy teares by the cold breath Of Heaven congeal'd to Beaumonts memorie , Shall raise a monument of Pearle to our doe The great Mausolus Sepulcher . Vio. No more Of this vaine language , if you have any pittie On the poore Violante . Ber. I ha done , And yet I am going now to a long silence ; Allow my sorrow to take leave Violante Vio. It shall be so , be valiant my heart Beaumont I come not to take leave of thee . Be. Perhapps you 'le see me agen . Vio. Agen and often , Thy starres are gentle to thee , many daies , And yeeres are yet betweene thee and that time That threatens losse of breath ; see , I can thus Disperse the Clouds sate heavie on my brow , Wipe the moisture hence , t is day agen ; Take beames into thy eye , and let them sinke Upon thy better fortune , live , live happilie . Be. Is Delamore alive ? Vio. Dead and interr'd . Be. From what can this hope rise ? Vio. From thy selfe Beaumont ; If thou wilt save thy selfe , I have heard all , And by the duty of my love am bound To hide your resolution , can you be So merciles to your selfe to refuse life When it is offer'd with the best advantage Is Leonoras love ? a price that should Buy you from all the World ? be counsell'd sir , Oh , do not loose your selfe in a vaine passion For thought of me , I cancell all your vowes , And give you backe your heart , bee free againe If you will promise me to live and love . Be. Leonora . Vio. That best of woman-kinde , a mine of sweetnes . Be. But can you leave mee then ? Vio. I justifie Thy choice of me in that , that to preserve thee Dare give thee backe agen , be Leonoras , For being mine th' art lost to all the World Better a thousand times , thou be made hers Then we both loose , i 'le pawne my faith shee le love thee I 'le be content to heare my Beaumonts well , And visite thee sometimes like a glad sister , And never beg a kisse , but if I weepe At any time when we are together , Do not beleeve 't is sorrow makes my eyes So wet , but joy to see my Beaumont living : As it is now to hope . Be. If thou dost meane thus Thou dost the more to inflame me to be constant , Be not a miracle and I may be tempted To love my life above thee , by this kisse , Oh , give me but another in my death It will restore me by this innocent hand , While as I wish my soule I wonot leave thee For the Worlds Kingdome . Vio. But you must , unlesse You change for Leonora , thinke of that , Thinke ere you be to rash . Be. I 'le thinke of thee , And honor to be read , I love Violante But never could deserve her , live thou happie , And by thy vertue teach a neerer way To heaven , we may meete yonder , do not make me More miserable then I am , by adding perjurie To my bloody sinne , the memory of thee Will at my execution advance My spirit to a — that men shall thinke I have chang'd my cause for martyrdome . Vio. Then here As of a dying man I take my leave , Farewell unhappie Beaumont , i 'le pray for thee . Beo. T is possible I may live yet and be thine . Vio. These teares embalme thee If in this World we never meete My life is buried in thy winding sheete . Beo. This exceeds all my sorrow .
Act. V. Enter Wilding . Wi. I am justly punish'd now for all my tricks , And pride o' th flesh , I had ambition To make men cuckolds , now the divell has paid me , Paid me i' th same coine , and i 'le compare My forehead with the broadest of my neighbors : But ere it spreads too monstrous , I must have Some plot upon this Hazard , he supposes He has enjoy'd Penelope , and my tricke To drive the opinion home , to get him marrie her And make her satisfaction : the wench Has oft commended him , he may be wonne too 't , I never meant to part with all her portion , Perhaps hee le thanke me for the moytie . And this dispos'd on shee 's conjur'd to silence . It must bee so . Enter Hazard . Ha. Jacke Wilding how is t man ? How goes the Plough at home ? what sayes the Lady Guinever that was humbled in your absence ? You have the credit with her , all the glorie Of my nights worke ; does shee not hide her eyes , And blush , and cry you are a fine gentleman . Turne a toside , or drop a handkercher , And stoope , and take occasion to leere , And laugh upon thee ? Wi. Nothing lesse , I know not What tha 'st done to her , but shee s very sad . Ha Sad ; i 'le be hang'd then . Wi. Thou must imagine I did the best to comfort her . Ha. Shee 's melancholy For my absence man , i 'le keepe her company Agen to night . Wi. Shee thinks 't was I enjoy'd her . Ha. Let her thinke whom she will , so we may couple . Wi. And nothing now but sighes , and cries I have Undone her . Ha. Shee 's a foole , I hurt her not , Shee cried not out I am sure , and for my body I defie the Colledge of Physitions : Let a jurie of Virgins search me . Wi. To be plaine , Although shee has no thought but I was her bed-fellow , You are the only argument of her sadnes . Ha. How can that be ? Wi. When I had merrilie Excus'd what had beene done , she fetch'd a sight , And with some teares reveal'd her love to you , That she had lov'd you long , but by this act Of mine , d' ee marke , she was become unworthie To hope for so good fortune , I cannot tell , But she is strangelie passionate . Ha. For me ? Wi. For you , but thou art soft and tender-hearted , And in that confidence I did forbeare To tell her who had done the deede . Ha. You did so : 'T was wiselie done , now I collect my selfe , Shee has sometime smil'd upon mee . Wi. Nay beleeve it Shee is taken with thee above all the World . Ha. And yet shee was content you should 'Bove all the World . Wi. But 't was your better fate To be the man , it was her destiny To have the right performance , thou art a gentleman , And canst not but consider the poore gentlewoman . Ha. What wod'st ha me doe ? Wi. Make her amends , and marrie her . Ha. Marrie a strumpet ? Wi. You had first possession , And thao 'st beene married earlier could'st but had Her maiden-head , besides no bodie knowes but we our selves . Ha. Bee not abus'd I had No maiden head . Wi. My greater torment : come , come thou art modest ; Heaven knowes she may be desperate . Ha. A faire riddance , Wee have enough o' th tribe , I am sorrie I cannot Furnish her expedition with a paire Of my owne Garters . Wi. I — of Athens growne , I know thou art more charitable , shee may prove A happie wife , what woman but has frailty ? Ha. Let her make the best on 't , set up shop I' th Strand , or Westminster , she may have custome , And come to speake most learnedlie i' th Nose Bid her keepe quarter with the Constable . And Justices Clarke and shee in time may purchace . Wi. Shee has a portion will maintaine her like A gentlewoman and your wife . Ha. Where is t ? Wi. In my possession , and I had rather thou Shouldst have it then another . Ha. Thanke you heartily , A single life has single care , pray keepe it . Wi. Come thou shalt know I love thee , thou shalt have More by a thousand pound , then I resolv'd To part with cause I wod call thee cozen too ; A brace of thousands Will , shee has to her Portion , I hop'd to put her off with halfe the summe ; That 's truth some yonger brother wod ha thank'd mee , And given my quietus tush , 't is frequent With men that are so trusted , i' st a match , Ha. Two thousand pound will make a maiden-head That 's crooked straight agen . Wi. Th' art in the right , Or for the better sound , as the Grammarians Say , I will call it twentie hundred pound Belady a pretty stocke , enough and neede be , To buy up halfe the maiden-heads in a Countie . Ha. Heer 's my hand i 'le consider on 't no further , Is shee prepar'd ? Wi. Leave that to me . Ha. No more . Wi. I 'le instantly about it . Exit . Ha. Ha , ha . The project moves better then I expected , What paines he takes out of his ignorance ? Enter Barnacle . Ba. Oh! Sir I am glad I ha found you . Ha. I was not lost . Ba. My Nephew , sir , my Nephew . Ha. What of him . Vn. He 's undone , he 's undone , you have undone him . Ba. What 's the matter ? Vn. You have made him , sir , so valiant I am afraid He 's not long liv'd , he quarrells now with every body And rores and dominers and shak's the pen-houses . A woman that sold pudding-pies , but tooke The wall on him , and he trips up her heeles , And downe fell all , the kennell ranne pure white-pot What shall I doe I feare he will be kild : I take a little priviledge my selfe Because I threaten to disinherite him , But no body else dares talke or meddle with him Is there no way to take him downe agen And make him coward ? Ha. There are wayes to tame him . Ba. Now I wish heartilie you had beaten him For the hundred pound . Ha. That may bee done yet Ba. I' st not to late ? but do you thinke 't will humble him ? I expect every minute hee 's abroad To heare he has kild some body , or receive him Brought home with halfe his braines or but one legg . Good sir . Ha. What wod you have me doe ? Bar. I 'le pay you for 't If you will beate him soundlie , sir , and leave him But as you found him ; for if hee continue A blade and be not kild , he wonot scape The gallowes long , and 't is not for my honor He should be hang'd Ha. I shall deserve as much , To allay this mettall , as I did to quicken it . Ba. Nay 't is my meaning to content you , sir . And I shall take it as a favour too , If for the same price you made him valiant , You will unblade him : here 's the money sir , As waightie gold as tother ; cause you should not Lay it on lightlie ; breake no limb , and bruise him Three-quarters dead , I care not ; he may live Many a faire day after it . Ha. You shew An Uncles love in this , trust me to cure His valour . Ba. Hee is here ; do but observe . Enter Nephew . And beate him , sir , accordinglie . Ne. How now Uncle ? Ba. Thou art no Nephew of mine , thar' t a rascall I 'le be at no more charge to make thee a gentleman , Paie for your Dice and drinkings , I shall have The Surgeons bills brought shortly home to me , Be troubled to baile thee from the Sessions , And afterwards make friends to the Recorder For a Repreeve , yes , I will see thee hang'd first . Ne. And be at the charge to paint the gallowes too ; If I have a minde the waites shall play before me , And i 'le be hang'd in state three stories high , Uncle : But first i 'le cut your throate . Bar. Blesse me , defend me . Enter Acre-lesse , Sell-away , Little-stocke . Acr How now , what s the matter ? Sel Master Barnacle ? Bar. Ther 's an ungratious bird of mine owne nest , Will murder me . Lit. He wonot sure ? Ha. Put up , And aske your Uncle presentlie forgivenesse ; Or I will hoffe thee . Ne. Hoffe me ? I will put up At thy entreatie . Ha. Gentlemen you remember This noble gallant . Acr. Cozen of yours I take it . Ha. Cozen to a killing , in your company Lent me a box o' th eare . Ne. No , no , I gave it , I gave it freelie ; keepe it , never thinke on 't , I can make bold with thee another time , Wo'd 't 'had beene twentie . Ha. One's too much to keepe . I am a Gamester , and remembred alwayes To pay the box ; ther 's first your principall , Take that for the use . Ne. Use ? wod th ad'st given my Uncle . Ha. They have cost him already two hundred pounds And upwards , shotten Herring , thing of noise . Ne. Oh , for my man Dwindle And his basket-hilt now my Uncle shall rue this . Ha. Downe presentlie , and before these gentlemen Desire his pardon . Ne. How , desire his pardon ? Ha. Then let this go round . Ne. I will aske his pardon , I beseech you Uncle . Ha. And sweare . Ne. And do sweare . Ha. To be obedient , never more to quarrell . Ne. Why looke you gentlemen , I hope you are persuaded By being kicke so patiently , that I am Not over valiant . Bar. I suspect him still . Ne. For more assurance doe you kicke me too . Am not I patient and obedient now ? Will you have any more gentlemen , before I rise ? Ha. If ever he prove rebellious in act , Or language , let me know it . Ne. Will you not give Me leave to roare abroad a little for My credit ? Bar. Never , sirra , now i 'le tame you . I thanke you gentlemen , command me for This curtesie . Ne. T is possible I may With lesse noise grow more valiant hereafter : Till then I am in all your debts . Bar Be ruld , And be my Nephew againe : this was my love , My love deere Nephew . Ne. If your love consist In kicking Uncle , let me love you agen , Bar. Follow me , sirra . Acr. Then his Uncle paid for 't ? Ha. Hartilie , hartilie . Lit. I thought there was some tricke . Ha. And whether are you going gentlemen ? Sel. We are going to visit Beomont in the Prison . Ha. T is charity , but that I have deepe engagements , I 'de waite upon you , but commend my service to him , I 'le visit him ere night ; you saw not Wilding ? A.L.S. We saw his wife and kins-woman enter Sr. Richard Hurries halfe an houre ago . Ha. His kins-woman ? I thanke you . You have sav'd me travaile , farewell gentlemen , Farewell . Enter Leonora , and Violante , Mistris Wilding ; and Penelope . Leo. My father has some designe , and bad me send for thee . Wi. Y' are both too sad , come , come , we must divert This melancholy . Vio. I beseech your pardon , But is my Beomont sent for ? Leo. Yes : we are Too private . Vio. I much feare Leonora now , Shee lookes not sad enough , although I could Resign my interest freely to preserve him , I would not willingly be present when They enterchange hearts , slie will shew too much A tyrant , if she be not satisfied With what was mine , but I must be moite To be their triumph . Enter Hazard . Mi. Master Hazard ? Ha. All things Succeed beyond your thought , pray give me a little Opportunitie with your kins-woman . Exit . Mi. Leo . Vio. Leo. Wee le withdraw . Ha. I know not how to wooe her now , sweet Lady ? Pene. Your pleasure , sir ? Ha. Pray let me aske you a question . If you had lost your way and met one , A traviler like my selfe , that knew the coast O' th countrey , would you thanke him to direct you ? Pene. That common manners would instruct . Ha. I thinke so . Pene, But there are many waies to the wood , and which Would you desire , the nearest path , and safest Or that which leads about ? Without all question . The neerest and the safest . Ha. Can you love then ? Pene. I were a divell else : Ha. And can you love a man ? Pene. A man , what else , sir ? Ha. Y' are so farre on your way . Now love but me , Y' are at your journies end , what say to me ? Pene. Nothing , sir . Ha. That 's no answer , you must say something . Pene. I hope you 'le not compell me . Ha. D' ee heare Lady ? Setting this foolerie aside : I know You cannot chuse but love me . Pene. Why ? Ha. I have beene told so . Pene. You are easie of beleefe I thinke I should be best acquainted with My owne thoughts , and I dare not be so desperate To conclude . Ha. Come you lie ; I could have given 't In smother phrase : y' are a dessembling gentlewoman . I know your heart , you have lov'd me a great while . What should I play the foole ? if you remember I urg'd some wild discourse in the behalfe Of your lewd kindsman , 't was a triall of thee That humor made me love thee ; and since that thy vertue . Pene. Indeede sir ? Ha. Indeede , sir ? why I have beene contracted to thee . Pene. How long ? Ha. This halfe houre , know thy portion , and shall have it . Pene. Strange . Ha. Nay i 'le have thee too . Pene. You will ? Ha. I cannot helpe it ; thy kind cozen will have it so : T is his owne plott , to make thee amends , is t not Good mirth ? but 't is not love to thee or mee , But to have me possest hee is no cuckold : I see through his device , thou art much beholding to him : He meant to have put thee off with halfe thy portion , But that if things come out we should keepe counsell . Say is t a match ? I have two thousand pound too I thanke the Dice , lett 's put our stocks together , Children will follow ; he is here already . Enter Wilding . Wi. So close ! I am glad on 't , this prepares , Will Hazard , And my yong Cozen ; a word Penelope . Ha. Now will he make all sure . Wi. You us'd me courselie , But I have forgot it , what discourse have you With this gentleman ? Pene. He would seeme to be a Sutor . Wi. Entertaine him ; d' ee heare , you may do worse , be rul'd . 'T was in my thought to move it , does he not Talke strangelie ? Pene. Of what ? Wi. Of nothing , let me counsell you To love him , call him husband . Pene. I resolve Never to marry without your consent . Enter Acre-lesse , Litle-stocke , Sell-away . Ha. Gentlemen , welcome . Pene. If you bestow me , sir , I wil be confident I am not lost , I must confesse I love him . Wi. No more : then loose no time , kinde gentlemen , Y' are come most seasonably to be the witnesses Of my consent , I have examin'd both Your hearts , and freely give thee here my kinswoman : No sooner shall the Church pronounce your married But challenge what is hers . Ha. Two thousand pound . Wi. I do confesse it is her portion You shanot stay to talke , nay gentlemen , Pray see the busines finish'd . A.L.S. We attend you . Wi. So , so , this will confirme him in the opinion , Penelope was the creature he injoy'd , And keepe off all suspition of my wife , Who is still honest in the imagination That only I embrac'd her , all secure , And my browes smooth agen , who can deride me ? But I my selfe , ha , that 's too much I know it , And spight of these tricks am a Cornelius . Cannot I bribe my conscience to be ignorant ? Why then I ha done nothing , yes advanc'd The man , that grafted shame upon my fore-head : Vexation , parted with two thousand pound , And am no lesse a cuckold then before Was I predestin'd to this shame and mockerie ? Where were my braines ? yet why am I impatient ? Unlesse betrai'd he cannot reach the knowledge , And then no matter — yes I am curst agen , My torment multiplies , how can he thinke He plaid the wanton with Penelope When he finds her a maide ? that ruines all : I wod she had beene strumpeted , he knowes My wives Virginitie to well , I am lost , And must be desperate , kill him ; no , my wife . Not so good , death is over blacke and horrid , And I am growne ridiculous to my selfe . I must do some thing . Enter Sr. Richard Hurry . Hu. Master Wilding , welcome , Y 'ave beene a great a stranger . Wi. Do you know me ? Hu. Know you ? Wi. They say I am much alter'd alate . Hu. There is some alteration in your forehead . Wi. My forehead ? Hu. T is not smooth enough , you 're troubled : Your wife 's within . Wi. Shee loves your daughter , sir . Hu. When saw you Master Beaumont ? Wi. Not to day . Hu. I have sent for him ; pray stay , and witnes His further examination , I propounded A way to doe him good but he is obstinate . Would I could change condition with him ! Wi. He is not troubled now with being a cuckold , You shall command . Enter Mistris Wilding , and a Servant . Hu. Your husband Lady , Wi. Wife you are a whore You shall know more hereafter , I must goe live i' th Forrest . Mi. And I i' th Common . Wi. Shee le turne prostitute . Hu. Attend him hither . Master Beaumont's come Nay you shall favour me so much , here 's the gentleman Enter Master Beaumont with Officers . Already . Bea. Sir , your pleasure ? by your command I am brought hither , I hope you have no more to charge me with Then freelie I have confest . Hu. Yes . Bea. I must answer You can have but my life to satisfie ; Pray speake my accusation . Hu. Besides the offence knowne and examin'd You are guilty Of that which all good natures do abhorre . Bea. You have a priviledge , but do not make me Good sir , to appeare monstrous , who are my Accusers ? Hu. I am one . Bea. And my judge too : I have small hope to plead then , but proceede , And name my trespasse . Hu. That which includes all That man should hate ; ingratitude . Bea You have Preferrd a large inditement , and are the first That ever chargd me with 't , it is a staine My soule held most at distance , but descend To some particular ; this offence doth rise Or fall in the degree , or reference To persons sinn'd against , to whom have I Beene so ingratefull ? Hu. Ingrate as high as murder . Bea. To whom ? Hu. Thy selfe , to whom that life thou oughtest to cherish Thou hast undone Bea. I am not so uncharitable How ere you please to urge it , but I know Why you conclude so , let me , sir , be honest To heaven and my owne heart , and then if life Will follow , it shall bee welcome . Ha. Still perverse : Stand forth my Leonora , looke upon her . Bea. I see a comely frame which cannot bee Without as faire a minde . Hu. With her I make Once more a tender of my wealth and thy Enlargement . Wi. How can you discharge him , sir ? Hu. Take you no care for that , it shall be secur'd If he accept , 't is the last time of asking , Answer to purpose now . Bea. There shall neede none , Sir , to forbid this marriage , but my selfe ; My resolution but warme before Is now a flame I honour this faire Virgine , And am too poore to thanke your love , but must not Buy life with so much shame , I am Violante , My last breath shall confirme it . Wi. Beaumont thinke on 't A little better , be not mad ; if this be possible Embrace her instantlie . Bea. Shee does not looke With any countenance of love upon me : See , shee does weepe . Wi. Shee le love thee afterwards . And shee doe not , she can but cuckold thee There be more i' th Parish man . Hu. Since you are so peremptory So peremptory : here receave your sentence . Live and love happilie . Vio. My Dearest Beaumont . Wi. To what purpose is this ? he must be hangd for Delamore . Hu. Heer 's one can cleere the danger . Wi. The Surgeon ? did not you say he was dead ? Sur. I did , to serve his ends , which you see noble : Delamore is past danger , but wants strength To come abroad . Leo. You give me another life . Hu. I see heaven has decreed him for thy husband , And shat have my consent too . Leo. Now you blesse me . Hu. I wished to call thee sonne , pardon my triall Joy ever in your bosomes . Bea. I feele a blessing That onely can be thought , silence my tongue , And let our hearts discourse . Enter Hazard , Penelope , Acre-lesse , Little-stocke , and Sel-away Ha. You leave gentlefolks ; who wishes joy . And a bundle of boyes the first night ? Hu. Married . Pene. Fast as the Priest could tie us . A.S.L. We are witnesses . Ha. Cozen two thousand pound , and Ladie now T is time to cleere all . Wi. I 'le be divorc'd now Wife y' are a Whore . Ha. Ho there , no bug-words , come Wee must tell something in your care . Be merry You are no cuckold , make no noise , I know That 's it , offends your stomake . Wi. Ha! Ha. I touch'd not her , nor this with one rude action . Wee le talke the circumstance when you come home . Your wife expected you , but when I came She had prepar'd light , and her Cozen here To have made you blush and chide you into honesty Seeing their chast simplicities , was wonne To silence , which brought on my better fortune . Wi. Can this be reall Mi. By my hopes of peace I' th tother World you have no injury : My plot was onely to betraie you to Love and repentance . Pene. Be not troubled , sir , I am a witnes of my Cozens truth , And hope you le make all prosper , in renewing Your faith to her . Ha. Be wise and no more words Thou hast a treasure in thy wife , make much on her : For any act of mine , she is as chast As when she was new borne . Love love her Jacke . As when she was new borne . Love ; love her Jacke . Wi. I am asham'd , pray give me all forgivenes , I see my follies , heaven invites me gently To thy chast bed , be thou againe my dearest , Thy vertue shall instruct me : joy to all : Here be more . — Delamore is living , And Leonora mark'd to injoy him , Violante is possest of Beaumont too . Ha. These be loves miracles : a spring tide flow In every bosome . Hu. This day let me feast you Anon wee 'le visit Delamore . Leo. My soule Longs to salute him . Ha. Here all follyes die . May never Gamester have worse fate then I .
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