The gratefull seruant A comedie. As it was lately presented with good applause at the priuate House in Drury-Lane, by her Majesties Servants. Written by Iames Shirley Gent.

THE GRATEFVLL SERVANT .

ACTVS , 1.

SCAENA , 1. Enter Soranzo , Giotto . Giotto .

THe Duke is mou'd .

Sor.

The newes displeas'd him much .

Giot. And yet I see no reason , why he should Engage so great affection to th ▪ Daughter Of Millan , he nere saw her . Sor. Fame doth paint Great beauties , and her picture ( by which Princes Court one another ) may beget a flame In him to raise this passion . Giot. Trust a pencill , I like not that State ▪ woing , see his Brother Enter Lodwicke . Has left him , pray my Lord how is it with His Highnesse ? Lodw. Somewhat calmer , Loue I thinke Will kill neither of vs , although I bee No Stoicke , yet I thanke my starres I haue A power o're my affection , if hee 'le not Tame his , let it melt him into Sonnets Hee will prooue the more louing Prince to you , Get in againe ; and make wise speeches to him , There is Aristotles Ghost still with him , My Phylosophicall Gouernour that was , He wants but you two , and a paire of Spectacles , To see what folly 't is , to loue a woman With that wicked resolution to marry her , Though he be my elder Brother , and a Duke , I ha more wit , when there 's a dearth of women I may turne foole , and place one of their Sexe neerer my heart , farewell , commend me to My Brother , and the Councell-Table . Exit . Sor. Still the same wild Prince , there needs no character Where he is , to 〈◊〉 him . Giot. Hee said truth , I doubt there is no roome for one , whom hee Should place in 's heart , and honour . Sor. His owne Lady All pitty her misfortune , both were too Vnripe for Hymen , 't was the old Dukes act , And in such marriages , hearts seldome meet When they grow older . Giot. Wherefore would the Duke Marry his young Sonne first ? Sor. The walke of Princes , To make prouision betimes for them : They can bequeath small legacie , knowing th' heyre Carries both state and fortune for himselfe , His fates before him , here comes Grimundo ! Enter Grimundo . Grim ,

The Duke is recollected , where 's the Prince ?

Sor. Gone . I would he were return'd once to himselfe . Giot.

He has to soone forgot your precepts .

Sor.

Your example might still be a Lecture ,

Grim. I did not deceiue the old Dukes trust While I had power to manage him , Hee 's now past my tuition , but to th' Duke — Is it not strange my Lord , that the Young Lady Of Millan , should be forc'd to marry now , with Her Vncle ? Giot.

They 're vnequall ,

Sor.

'T is vnlawfull .

Grim. 'T is a trifle , reasons of State they vrge Against vs , least their Dnkedome by this match , Be subiect vnto Sauoy , for the scruple of Religion , they are in hope , that A Dispensation may bee procur'd To quit exceptions , and by this meanes , They shall preserue their Principality , I' th name and blood , so reports Fabrichio Whom the Duke imployed for Treaty , how now ? Enter Gentleman . Gent.

The Duke cals for you my Lords .

Giot. We attend , Ha ? he is comming forth . Enter Duke , and Fabrichio ▪ For ,

His lookes are cheerefull .

Duke ,

Fabrichio ?

Fabr ,

My Lord ,

Duke

Wee will to Tennis .

Fabr.

What your Grace please .

Duke , Grimundo ? Because you take no pleasure in such pastimes , Your contemplation may busie it selfe , with that booke . Grim.

Booke my Lord , it is —

Duke . Leonora's picture a faire Table-booke . You may without offence to your yonng Wife ▪ Looke on a Picture . I 〈◊〉〈◊〉 it , let 〈◊〉 see't 't to more , Millan and we are parted , our breast weares Againe his naturall Temper , allow me pray The excuse of common frailty , to be moued At strangenesse of this newes . Giot. Your Highnesse said , You would to Tennis . Duke , And'tis time enough , Wee haue the day before vs : some Prince Grimundo In such a cause as this would haue beene angry , Angrie indeed , throw'ne of cold language , and Call'd it a high , and loud affront , whose stirring Imagination would haue wakened Death , And by a miserable warre , haue taught Repentance , to a paire of flourishing States , Such things there haue beene ? Sor.

But your Grace is wise —

Duke . Nay doe not flatter now , I doe not Court Your praise so much , I speake but what our stories Mention , if they abuse not soft posteritie : I was not come to tell you , what my thoughts , With a strong murmure prompt me too . Grim.

We hope —

Duke , Ye feare , and do not know me yet , my actions Shall cleare your jealousie , I 'me reconcil'd At home , and while I cherisht a peace here , Abroad I must continue it , there are More Ladiesi'the world ? Fabr.

Most true my Lord .

Duke , And as attractiue , great , and glorious women Are there not , ha ? Sor.

Plenty my Lord i' the world .

Duke , I the world , within the confines of our Dukedome In Sauoy , are there not ? Grim. In Sauoy too . Many choice beauties , but your birth my Lord ▪ Duke , Was but an honour purchas'd by another , It might haue beene thy chance . Grim : My Father was No Duke . Duke , 'T was not thy fault , nor is t my vertue , That I was borne when the fresh Sunne was rising , So came with greater shadow into life , Then thou , or hee . Grim :

But royall Sir be pleas'd —

Duke , No more , wee are not ignorant , you may Take away this distinction , and alledge In your graue wisedomes , spacious arguments , For our alliance with some forraigne Prince , But we haue weighed their promising circumstance , And find it onely a deuice , that may Serue time , and some darke ends , a mere state-tricke , To disguise hatred , and is emptie of Those benefits , it seemes to bring along : Giue me a Ladie borne in my obedience , Whose disposition , will not engage A search into the nature of her Climate , Or make a serutinie into the Starres : Whose language is mine owne , and will not need A smooth Interpreter , whose vertue is Aboue all titles , though her birth or fortune , By a Degree beneath vs , such a Wife Were worth a thousand farre fetch'd Brides , that haue More state , and lesse Deuotion . Fabr.

If your Highnesse —

Duke , Come you shall know our purpose , in the last We obey'd your directions , not without Our free and firme allowance of the Ladie Whom wee 'l forget , it will become your duties , Follow vs now , wee haue not beene vnthrifty In our affections , and that Millan may Know Sauoy can neglect a Millanoise , And that we need not borrow a delight , Heere we are fixt to marry , Grim. We are Subiects , And shall solicite Heauen , you may find one Worthy your great acceptance . Duke : Wee are confident , And to put off the cloud wee walke in , know Wee are resolu'd to place all Loue and Honour Vpon Cleona Nor is t a new affection , wee but cherish Some seedes , which heretofore , her vertue had Scattered vpon our heart . Grim. We cannot be Ambitious of a Lady , in your owne Dominion , to whom we shall more willingly Prostrate our duties . Soren. She 's a Lady of A flowing sweetnesse , and the liuing vertue Of many noble Ancestors . Giot. In whom Their fortunes meet , as their Propheticke Soules Had taught them thrifty prouidence , for this Great honour , you intend her . Duke , Wee are pleas'd , And thanke your generall vote , You then shall straight prepare our visit , beare our Princely respects , and say wee shall take pleasure To bee her Guest to day , nay loose no time , Wee shall the sooner quit the memorie Of Leonoraes Image . Enter Lodwicke . Soren :

The Prince your Brother Sir ?

Duke : Withdraw , but be not at too much distance , Lodwicke Y' are welcome . Lodw. I shall know that by my successe , I want A thousand Crownes , a thousand Crownes . Duke .

For what vse ?

Lodw. Why will these foolish questions ne're be left , Is' t not sufficient I would borrow em , But you must still capitulate with me ? I would put 'em to that vse they were ordain'd for , You might as well haue ask'd me , when I meant To pay you againe . Duke , That to some other men , Might ha beene necessarie . Lodw , And you wo'not Doe that , I haue another easie Suite to you . Duke ,

What is 't ?

Lodw. A thing of nothing , I wo'd entreat you To part with this same transitorie honour , This trifle cal'd a Dukedome , and retire , Like a good Christian Brother , into some Religious house , it would be a great ease to you , And comfort to your friends , especially To mee , that would not trouble you , with the noyse Of money thus , and I could helpe it . Du. T is a kind , and honest motion , out of Charity , Meere Charity , so I must needs accept it — I le onely marry , and get a Boy , or two , To gouerne this poore trifle for I 'me bound In duty , to prouide for my Succession . Lodw.

What doe you make of me , cannot I serue ?

Duke . You , that propound a benefit for my Soule , Wo not neglect your owne I know , wee le both Turne Fryers together ? Lodw.

And bee low sie ?

Duke ,

Any thing .

Lodw.

I shall not haue a thousand Crownes ?

Duke ,

Thou shalt .

Lodw. Then be a Duke still , come le ts loue , and bee Fine Princes , and thou hadst but two or three Of my conditions , by this hand I wod not Care and thou were immortall , so I might Liue with thee , and enioy this worlds felicity . Duke , T hast put me in tune , how shall 's bee very merry Now in the instant ? Lodw.

Merry ?

Duke :

Yes .

Lodw.

Merry indeed ?

Duke .

Yes .

Lodw. Follow me , I le bring you to a Lady ? Duke ,

To a Whore ?

Lodw.

That is a little the courser name .

Duke ,

And can you play the Pander for me ?

Lodw. A toy , a toy . What can a man doe lesse for any Brother , Th' ordinary complement now a dayes , with great ones , Wee prostitute our Sisters with lesse scruple Then eating flesh on vigils , 't is out of fashion To trust a Seruant with our priuate sinnes , The greater tye of blood , the greater faith , And therefore Parents haue beene held of late , The safest wheeles , on which the childrens lust , Hath hurried into act , with supple greatnesse , Nature doth weare a vertuous charme , and will Doe more in soft compassion to the sinne , Then gold or swelling promises . Duke . O Lodwicke ! These things doe carry Horror , he is lost I feare , no I ha thought a something else , You shall with me to a Lady ? Lodw.

With all my heart .

Duke .

Vnto my Mistresse .

Lodw.

Your Mistresse , who 's that ?

Duke ,

The faire Cleona .

Lodw.

She is honest .

Du. Yes , were she otherwise , she were not worthy my visit , Not to loose circumstance I loue her . Lodw.

How ?

Duke ,

Honestly .

Lodw.

You doe not meane to marry her ?

Duke , It sha'not be my fault if she refuse , To bee a Dutchesse . Lodw. A' my Conscience , You are in earnest . Duke , As I hope to thriue in my desires , come You shall beare me company , and witnesse How I woe her . Lodw. I commend Your nimble resolution , then a Wife Must bee had somewhere , wo'd y 'ad mine , to ceole Your appetite , take your owne course , I can But pray for you ; the thousand Crownes — Duke . Vpon Condition , you 'l not refuse , to Accompany . Lodw , Your Caroach quickly — stay — Now I thinke better on 't , my Wife liues with her , They are Companions , I had forgot that ? Duke ,

Shee 'l take it kindly .

Lodw. It were enough to put her Into conceipt , I come in loue to her , My Constitution will not beare it , Duke , What ? Not see her ? Lodw. Yet a thousand Crownes — God buy Condemne me to my wife . Exit ▪ Duke ,

Yee heare Gentlemen ?

Grim :

With griefe my Lord , and wonder at your sufferance .

Duke , He is our Brother , we are confident Though he be wild he loues vs , t will become Vs t' pray and leaue him to a myracle But to our owne affaire . Loue and thy golden arrow , we shall try , How you le decide our second Destiny . Exeunt . Enter Foscary with a Letter . Fosc : A kisse , and then t is scaled , this she should know Better then the impression , which I made , With the rude signet , t is the same she left Vpon my lip ▪ when I departed from her , And I haue kept it warme still , with my breath , That in my prayers hath mentioned her . Enter Dulcino . Dulc.

My Lord ?

Fosc : Dulcino welcome . thou art soone return'd , How dost thou like the Citie ? Dulc:

T is a heape of handsome building .

Fosc :

And how the people ?

Dulc: My conuersation hath not age enough To speake of them , more then they promise well , In their aspect , but I haue argument Enough in you my Lord , to fortifie Opinion , they are kind , and hospitable To strangers . Fosc : Thy indulgence to my wound , Which owes a cure vnto thy pretty Surgery , Hath made thee , too much Prisoner to my Chamber ▪ But wee shall walke abroad . Dulc: It was my duty ? Since you receiu'd it in my cause , and could My blood haue wrought it sooner , it had beene Your balmy Fountaine ▪ Fosc : Noble youth , I thanke thee . Enter Servant . How now , didst speake with him ? Ser. I had the happinesse my Lord to meete him Waiting vpon the Duke abroad , hee bad mee , Make hast with the remembrance of his Seruice , Hee le bring his owne ioyes with him , instantly , To welcome your returne . Fosc. Didst thou request His secresie ? Ser:

I did , he promis'd silence .

Fosc. So , I le expect him , thou art sad Dulcino , I prophesie thou shalt haue cause , to blesse The minute , that first brought vs to acquaintance . Dulc. Doe not suspect my Lord , I am so wicked , Not to doe that already , you haue saued My life , and therefore haue deseru'd that duty . Fosc :

Name it no more , I meane another way .

Dulc. It is not in your power , to make me richer , With any benefit , shall succeed it , though I should liue euer with you . Fosc : I require , Not so much gratitude . Dulc , There is no way Left for my hope , to doe you any seruice , Neere my preseruing , but by adding one New fauour , to a suit , which I would name , Fosc. To me , I prethee speake , It must be something I can deny thee . Dulc , T is an humble suite , You license my departure . Fosc.

Whither ?

Dulc.

Any whether .

Fosc.

Doe you call this a way to doe me seruice ?

Dulc. It is the readiest I can study Sir . To tarry were but to increase my debt , And wast your fauours , in my absence , I May publish , how much vertue , I haue found In Sauoy , and make good vnto your fame , What I doe owe you here , this shall suruine you , For I will speake the story with that truth , And strength of passion , it shall doe you honour , And dwell vpon your name sweeter then mythe , When wee are both dead ? Fosc ▪ Thou hast art , to moue In all things , but in this , change thy desire , And I le deny thee nothing , doe not vrge Thy vnkind departure , thou hast met perhaps , With some that haue deceiu'd thee with a promise , Wonne with thy pretty lookes and presence , but Trust not a great man , most of them dissemble , Pride , and Court cunning hath betrayed their faith , To a secure Idolatry , their soule , Is lighter then a complement , take heede , They 'l flatter thy to young ambition , Feed thee with names , and then like subtle Chimists Hauing extracted , drawne thy Spirit vp , Laugh , they haue made thee miserable . Dulc: Let No jealousie my Lord , render me so Vnhappy , that preferment , or the flatteries Of any great man , hath seduc'd my will To leaue you , by my life , and your owne honour , No man hath tempted me , not haue I chang'd A syllable with any . Fose : Any man ? Still I suspect thy safetie ? And thou mayst thus deceiue me , it may be , Some wanton Lady hath beheld thy face , And from her eyes , shot Cupids into thine , To abuse that fight , or wrought vpon thy frailty , With their smooth language to vndoe thy selfe , Trust not the innocence of thy Soule too farre , For though their bosomes carry whitenesse , thinke , It is not snow , they dwell in a hot Clymate , The Court , where men are but deceitfull shadowes , The women , walking flames ; what if this Lady Bestow a wealthy Carkanet vpon thee , Another giue thee Wardrobes , a third promise A chaine of Diamonds , to decke thy youth , ▪ T is but to buy thy vertue from thee , and when Thy outside thriues , vpon their treacherous bountie Th'out starue at heart , and lust will leaue thy body , Many vnpittyed ruines , th ouart young — Dulc. There is no feare my Lord , that I shall take Such wicked courses , and I hope you see not , Any propension in my youth , to sinne For Pride , or wantonnesse . Fose : Indeed , I doe not , But being my boy so young , and beautifull , Thou art apt to bee sedue'd . Dulc. Beleeue me Sir , I will not serue the greatest Prince on earth , When I leaue you . Fosc. Thou shalt not serue mee , I Will make thee my companion . Dulc: No reward , Though iust , should buy the freedome I was borne with Much lesse base ends , in I but meet agen That good man , who in reuerence to his habit , The theeues let goe before your happy valour Came to my rescue . Fosc : Hee that was your Conduct ? From Millan , for so — if I remember You named a Father , what could he aduantage ? Your fortune , were he present , more , then with Religious Councell ? Dule : I did trust him Sir , As being the sasest treasurer , with that , Would make mee welcome in Sauoy , and I know he will be faithfull , when we meete , For his sake , let me beg you would discharge , A worthlesse Seruant , that inquest of him — Fosc. No more to cut of all vnwelcome motiues , I charge thee by thy Loue , thy Gratitude , Thy life preseru'd , which but to stay thee heere , I would not name agen , vrge no consent From me , to thy departure , I haue now vse of thy faith , thou wo't not runne away I haue imployment for thee , such a one As shall not onely pay my seruices , But leaue me in arrerage to thy loue , Receiue this letter . Enter Grimundo . Let me embrace thee , with a spreading arme , Grim : I haue dispens'd with my attendance , on The Duke , to bid you welcome Sir , from death , Fame so , had couz'ned our beliefe , but thus , She has made you the more precious . Fosc. Then I prospered , If I may call it so , for I procur'd That rumour to be spread , excuse a minute , He tell thee all my counsels , I neede not , Wast any instructions on thee , Dulcino , For the conueyance of this Paper , let me Commend it to thy care , t is to my Mistresse , Conceale my lodgings , and doe this for him Will studie noble recompence , Dulc.

You command me .

Exit . Grim. What pretty youth is that ? sure I haue seene That face before , Fosc. Neuer , I brought him first To Savoy , hauing brought him from the Bandetti , in my passage , ore the Confines , Is' t not a sweet fam'd thing ? there are some Ladies , Might change their beauties with him . Grim.

And gaine by it .

Fosc. nay , to his shape he has as fine a Soule , Which 〈◊〉 that perfection . Grim : You ha not Been long acquainted with him . Fosc. I haue skill 〈◊〉〈◊〉 : 〈◊〉 my Character , 〈◊〉 full excellent excellent sweetnesse . Grim : You expresse him Passionately . Fosc. his vertue will deserue More praise , he suffers Sir for loue , in that He is a Gentleman , for neuer could Narrow , and earthly mindes , be capable Of Loues impression , or the iniury — He willingly forsooke his friends , and Country , Because vnkindly for vnworthy ends , They would haue forc'd him marry against his heart . He told me so himselfe , and it were sinne , Not to belieue him , but omitting these , How fares the best of Ladies my Cleona ? Grim.

Your Cleona ?

Fosc. Mine , she is in affection , She is not married . Grim :

No ?

Fosc.

She is in health ?

Grim ,

Yes .

Fosc. There is something in thy lookes , I cannot Reade by thy owne glosse , and make me know , That doubtfull text , to whom hath she giuen vp , The hope of my felicitie , her heart , Since my too fatall absence ? Gift. . Vnto none , Within the circle of my knowledge , Fosc. Then I am renew'd agen , may thy tongue neuer Know sorrowes 〈◊〉 . Grim. Will you presently Visit her ? Fosc. I haue sent a letter , to Certifie , I am still her liuing Seruant . Grim. No matter , wee le be there , before the boy , There is necessity , if you knew all , Come le ts away . Fosc. Agen thou dost aflict My Soule with iealousie , if she haue still The 〈◊〉 possession of her heart — Grim : But you are Dead Sir , remember that . Fosc : I shall be liuing , And soone enough present my selfe her fresh , And actiue Lower . Grim : If the Duke bee not Before you ▪ Fosc :

How ?

Grim : The Duke , 't is so resolu'd , Your riuall , if you still affect Cleona , Within this houre , he means his first solicite And personall seige , loose not your selfe with wonder , If you neglect this opportunity , She hauing firme opinion of your death , It will not be a myracle , if the Title Of Dutchesse be a strong temptation , To a weake woman . Fosc : I must thanke your loue , And Counsell , but for this time , disingage Your further stay with me , the Duke may misse you , preserue his fauour , and forget me in Your conference , I would be still conceal'd , Let me consider on my fate , agen I thanke you , and dismisse you , Grim : Quiet thoughts , Dwell in your breast , in all things I obey you , You know you haue my heart . Fose : She 's but a woman . Yet how shall I be able to accuse her , With any Iustice , when she thinks me dead , The Duke , I must doe something , I am full Of discord , and my thoughts are fighting in me , From our owne armie must arise our feare , When loue it selfe is turn'd a Mutineere . Exit .

ACTVS , 2.

SCAENA , 1. Enter Iacomo the Steward , and Servants . Jac.

So , so , yet more perfume , y' are sweet Seruingmen , make euery corner of the house smoake , bestirre your selues , euery man know his prouince , and bee officious to plie my Lady , according to his Talent , haue you furnisht out the banquet ?

Serv.

Most Methodically ?

Jac.

T is well , here should haue beene a fresh suite of Arras , but no matter , these 〈◊〉 the age well , let 'em hang.

Serv.

And there were a Maske to entertaine his Highnesse ?

Iac.

Hang Maskes , let euery conceit shew his owne face , my Lady would not diguise her entertainement , and now I talke of disguising , where s the Butler ?

Butl.

Here Sir .

Iac :

Where Sir ? t is my Ladies pleasure , that you be drunk to day , you will deale her wine abroad , the more liberally among the Dukes Seruants , you two are tall fellowes , make good the credit of the Buttery , and when you are drunke , I will send others to releefe you , goe to your stations , if his Grace come hither a Suter to my Lady , as wee haue some cause to suspect , and after marry her , I may be a great man , and ride vpon a reuerend Mov●…e by Patent , there is no end of my preferment , I did once teach my Ladie to dance , she must then helpe me to rise ; for indeed , it is iust ▪ that onely those , who get their liuing by their legs , should ride vpon a Foot-cloth .

Serv.

Here 's a young Gentleman : desires to speake with my Lady .

Jac ,

More young Gentlemen ? tell him I am busie .

Sir .

With my Ladie —

Jac.

Busie with my Ladie Sir ?

Serv.

Would speake with my Ladie Sir ?

Jacom ,

I ha not done with my Ladie my selfe yet , hee shall stay , t is for my Ladies sute , no time to interrupt my Lady , but now , I le know his businesse , and taste it for my Lady , if I like it , shee shall heare more , but bid him come to mee , mee thinkes I talke , like a peremptorie States man already , I shall quickly learne to forget my selfe , when I am in great office , I will oppresse the Subiect , flatter the Prince , take bribes a both sides , doe right to neyther , serue Heauen as farre as my profit will giue mee leaue , and tremble , only at the Summons of a Parliament .

Enter Dulcis .

Hum ? a Page , a very Page , one that would wriggle and preferre himselfe to be a Wag , t is so , haue you any Letter of commendations ?

Dulc ,

I haue a Letter Sir .

Jacom ,

Let me see the complexion of the face , has it a handsome Title Page , is it Stilo 〈◊〉 .

Dulc. I haue command Sir , to deliuer it , To none , but to my Lady . Iacomo :

A forward youth , I like him , hee is not modest , I will assist his preferment , to engage him to my faction , a speciall Court policie , see my Lady .

Enter Cleona , Astella , Belinda . Cleon.

Yet stay Belinda —

Bel. I beseech you Madam Allow excuse to my abrupt departure , There is a businesse of much consequence , And which you will not mourne to see effected , Besides the duty that I owe my Lord , Compels me to it Madam . Cleona . Well , but that Wee are acquainted with your vertue , this Would moue suspition you were not in Charitie with the Duke . Belind :

You are pleasant Madam ,

Cleo. You are seuere , to bind your selfe too strictly , From Court and entertainements , sure your Lord Should chide you for it . Astel. If it please you stay Your Ladiship and i 'le conuerse together , My vnkind fate hath indisposed me , To these state ceremonies too . Bel.

You will oblige me by your pardon ?

Cle.

Vse your pleasure .

Ast. Nay you shall giue me leaue a little further . Here I am vselesse . Exeunt Astella , Belinda . Iac. May it please you Madam , This pretty Gentleman , has a suite to you , And I in his behalfe , he will be seruiceable , And actiue in his place , a friend of mine . Dulc. Your Steward Madam , is too full of zeale , To doe me a preferment , but I haue No other ambition , then to commend This paper to your white hands , Jac. Neuer doubt , T is done , be bold and call me fellow . Cleon. Be You circumspect I pray , that all things haue Their perfect shape and order , to receiue The Duke , you know our pleasure , not to spare Or cost , or studie , to delight his Highnesse . Iac. I hope I haue not beene your steward so long , But I know how to put your Ladiship To cost enough without study . She reades . Cleon. Shall I credit So great a blisse ? the date is fresh , Foscari Whom I thought dead ? giue him fiue hundred Crowns Iac.

We will deuide em .

Cleo.

Stay .

Iac. You need not bid , I vse to make 'em stay , and long enough , Ere they receiue such bounties . Cleon. Treasure is Too cheape a paiment for so rich a message . Iac ,

This is the right Court largesse .

Cleon , I must call thee , My better Genius , haue you knowne this youth ? Iac. If your Ladiship like him , I haue known him long If otherwise , I nere saw him in my life . Cl. The day breaks glorious to my darkned thoughts , He liues , he liues yet , cease yee amorous feares , More to perplexe me , prethee speake sweet youth , How fares my Lord ? vpon my Virgin heart , I le bui'd a flaming Altar , to offer vp A thank ▪ full Sacrifice for his returne , To life ▪ and me , speake and increase my comforts , Is he in perfect health ? Dulc. Not perfect Madam , vntill you blesse him with The knowledge of your constancie . Cleon. O get thee wings and flye then , Tell him my loue doth burne like Vestall fire , Which with his memory , richer then all spices , Dispersed odours round about my Soule , And did refresh it when t was dull , and sad , With thinking of his absence . Iac. This is strange , My Lady is in Loue with him . Cleon. Yet stay Thou goest too soone away , where is he speake ? Dulc. He gaue me no Commission for that Lady ▪ He will soone saue that question , by his presence . Cle: Time h 'as no feathers , he walkes now on crutches , Relate his gesture when he gaue thee this , What other words , did myrth smile on his brow , I would not for the wealth of this great world , He should suspect my faith , what said he prethee , Dulc. He said , what a warme louer , when desire Makes elequent could speake , he said you were Both starre and Pilote . Cleon. Not to fast , my ioyes Will be too mighty for me . Iac : I haue found it , That boy comes from the Duke , that letter loue , 'T will be a match , and please your Ladiship — Cleo. Forbeare your Ceremonies , what needs all this Preparation , if the Duke vouchsafe His person for my guest , duty will teach me , To entertaine him without halfe this trouble , I le haue noryot for his Highnesse . Iac. Hum ? How 's this . Cleona , Be lesse officious , you forget — Sweet youth , goe forward with thy story . Iac. Hum ? This is a Favrie , and the Diuell sent him To make my Lady mad , t were well to try Whether he be flesh and blood , ha , I le pinch him first . Cleon :

How now ?

He pinches Dulcino . Iac. My care shall see nothing be wanting , for Your honour , and the Dukes . Cleon. Your place I see , Is better then your manners , goe too , be Lesse troublesome , his Highnesse brings intents Of grace , not burden to vs , know your duty . Iac.

So , I were best keepe my selfe warme with my owne office , while I may , the Tide is turn'd I see within two Minutes , heere was nothing but looke to the Gallery , perfume the Chambers , what Muficke for the Duke , a Banquet for the Duke , now , be lesse officious , Wee 'l haue noryot for his Highnesse , t is this Vrchin h 'as vndone all our preferment .

Cl. The Suns lou'd flower , that shuts his yellow curtaine , When he declineth , opens it againe At his faire rising , with my parting Lord , I clos'd all my delights , till his approach , It shall not spread it selfe . Enter Gentleman . Gent.

Madam the Duke ?

Cleon.

Already .

Enter Astella and Ladies . Ast.

Hee is entred .

Cleon. Do not leaue me , I shall remember more . Enter Duke , Fabrichio , Soranzo Giotto . Duke .

Excellent Cleona ,

Cleon.

The humble duty of a Subiect to your Highnesse .

Duke , Rise high in out thoughts , and thus Confirme we are welcome , to these eyes , our heart , Shall pay a lower duty , then obedience Hath taught your knee . Cleon , Your Grace much honours me , Till this white houre , these walles were neuer proud , T' inclose a guest , the genius of our house , Is by so great a presence wak'd , and glories , Te entertaine you . Duke . Euery accent falls Like a fresh lewell , to encrease her valew , Wee can but thanke Cleena . Cleon.

Royall Sir —

Duke , Let me reuoke that hasty syllable , But thanke thee , yes , wee can doe more , and will , Wee haue a heart to do 't , our much greeu'd sister I know you doe not weare this sadnesse , for Our presence . Ast ▪ If I 'ue any skill in mine owne eyes , Since they beheld you , they haue looked More cheerefully , then they are wont . Duke ,

And yet I see a teare is ready to breake prison ,

Ast. It is of ioy to see you sit in health , I hope the Prince is well ? Duke ,

He will bee so

Astella , when he leaues to be vnkind To thee , but let 's forget him , Dulc. Fame ha's not Iniur'd him , in the Character of his person , And his shape promiseth a richer Soule , I feele a new , and fierie spirit dance , Vpon my amorous heart-strings . Duke , We are come My faire Cleona . Cleon. With your Highnesse pardon , That name was neuer so attended , it Becomes your bountie , but not me to weare That Title . Duke ,

What ?

Cleon ,

Of , faire my Lord ?

Duke ,

I said you were my faire Cleona —

Cleona .

Sir ?

Duke , I did apply , I hope 't does not offend to call you so , Y' are yet my Subiect . Cleon.

When I leaue that name , may Heauen —

Duke ,

Be pleas'd to change it for a better ▪

Cleona ,

It cannot .

Duke . Doe not sinne , t is in our power With your consent , to worke that wonder Lady . Cleona ▪

I want my vnderstanding .

Duke ,

I le explaine ,

Cleona , Doe not beleeue it youth , by all the faith Of Virgins ▪ I le not change my seruice , to Thy Master for his Dukedome . Dulc ,

Y' are too noble .

Duke ,

What boy is that ? Ha Giotto ?

Dulc.

Madam , the Duke obserues vs .

Dulc. I ha seene him , It is no common face . Soran.

My Lord we know not ,

Duke ,

Where is Grimundo ?

Giot.

Not yet come my Lord .

Duk. Send for him streight , and bid him bring the picture We gaue into his keeping , yet , forbeare , It is in vaine . Sor. My Lord , Cleona waites Your farther Courtship . Duke ,

Whither am I carried ?

Cleon I hope dread Sir , my house affords no obiect , To interrup your quiet . Duke , None but Heauenly , 〈◊〉 this roofe be capable of ill , 〈◊〉 onely presence Lady would conuert it . 〈◊〉〈◊〉 rtuous Magick in your eye , For where soere it calls a beame , it does Create a goodnesse , y 'aue a handsome boy . Dulc.

The Duke is troubled ?

Cleona

He 's a prettie youth .

Dulc. I hope he wo'not take me from my Lady , I 'e say I am her Seruant . Duke , Something bindes My speech , my heart is narrow of a suddaine , Giotto take some opportunity To enquire that youthe condition ▪ name , and Country , And giue vs priuate knowledge , to cut off * Circumstance Lady , I am not your fresh , And vnacquainted Louer , that doth wast Soranzo whispers with Iacomo The tedious Moones with preparation To his amorous suite , I haue beene Cleona , A long admirer of your vertues , and Doe want the comfort or so sweet a Partner , In our young state . Cleon.

You mocke your humble handmaid .

Soran ,

A stranger sayest ?

Iacom : He brought some welcome Letter To my Lady . Soranz.

Not know his name nor whence ?

Iacom. No my good Lord . So so , I like this well , My Lady does apply her to the Duke , There is some hope agen , things may succeed This Lords discoursing with me , is an Omen To my familiarity with Greatnesse . Duke ,

Grimundo not come yet ? I am not well .

Cle.

Good Heauen defend , Angels protect your Highnes .

Duke , Your holy prayers cannot but doe me good . Continue that Deuotion , Charitie Will teach you a consent , to my departure , Cleon.

I am vnhappy .

Duke , Make not me so Lady , By the least trouble of your selfe , I am Acquainted with these passions , let me breath A hart vpon thy lip farewell agen Your pardon . Exit . Soranz , 'T is a very strange distemper , And suddaine , noble Lady we must waite Vpon the Duke . Exeunt . Iacom. My bud is niptagen , Would all the Banquet were in his belly for 't . Dulc.

Let not my eyes betray me .

Iac. I 'm sicke too , Let not your Ladiship repent your cost , I le haue a care the Sweet meates bee not lost . Exit . Cleon. Acquaint him with these passages of the Duke . Tell him I long to see him , and at last To crowne the story , say my heart shall know No other Loue but his . Dulc , I flye with this Good newes . Exit . D. Enter Iac. Iac. Madam here is Prince Lodwicke , Newly discoach'd . Cleon :

Attend him ?

Iac :

Most officiously .

Cleon :

Stay it can doe no harme .

Ast.

Eene what you please .

Cleon. If he enquire for his Lady , answer She is not very well , and keepes her Chamber . Iac. I le say she 's dead if you please , 't is my duty I le neuer speake truth while I liue , that shall Offend your Ladiship . Cleon : You may heare all , Enter Lodwieke , and Piero. And when you please appeare . Lodw : Sicke ? where 's her Doctor , I le be acquainted with him , noble Lady . Cleon :

Your Grace is here most welcome ,

Lodw :

I am bold ?

Piero : I 'm happy that my duty to the Prince Brought me to kisse your hand . Cl. Beside the honour done to me , your person Will adde much comfort to Astella , your Weake Lady , Lodw ,

She is sicke , mend let her mend , shee le spend her time worse , yet she knowes my minde , and might doe mee the curtesie to die once , i de take it more kindly , then to be at charge with a Phisitian .

Cleon :

You wo'd not poyson her ?

Lodw :

I thinke I must be driuen to 't , what shall a man doe with a woman that wo'not be ruled , I ha giuen cause enough to breake any reasonable womans heart in Savoy , and yet you see how I am troubled with her , but leaue her to the Destinies , where is my Brother all this while ? I came to meet him , what is t a match alreadie ? when shall we daunce , and tryumph in the Tilt-yard , for honour of the high and mighty nuptials : where is he ?

Cleon :

My Lord he is gone .

Lodw :

How ?

Cleona ▪

Distempered .

Lodw.

Not with wine ?

Cleon :

Departed sicke .

Lodw :

She jeeres him , by this lip I le loue thee , and thou wot abuse him , I knew he would but shame himselfe , and therefore durst not come with him , for mine owne credit , I warrant , he came fierce vpon thee with some parcell of Poetry , which he had con'd by hart out of Tasso Guarrini , or some other of the same melting Tribe , and thought to haue brought thy Maiden Towne to his obedience , at the first noyse of his furious Artillerie .

Cleon. My Lord , you vnderstand me not , your Brother Is not in health , some vnkind paine within him Compeld him to forsake vs , Lodw. Is it true ? That he is sicke , my Brothers sicke Piero. Pier.

I am very well here .

1. Lady ? So am not I , pray Sir appeare more ciuill Or I shall leaue you . Lodw :

True ?

Cleona :

T is too true my Lord .

Lodw :

No , no , truth is a vertuous thing , and we cannot haue too much on 't , d' ee heare , if I may counsell you be wise , and stay for me , you may bee my wife within this Moneth , and the Durchesse too .

Cleon : Your Wife my Lord , why you are married , What Shall become of her ? Lodw :

Is she not sicke ?

Cleona :

But are you sure shee le dye ?

Lodw ;

What a ridiculous question , do you make , if death wo'not take a faire course with her , are there not reasons enough in state thinke you , to behead her , or if that seeme cruell , because I do not affect bloud , but for very good ends , I can be diuorc'd from her , and leaue her rich in the Title of Lady Dowager .

Cleona :

Vpon what offence can you pretend a Diuorce ?

Lodw :

Because she is not fruitfull , is not that a sinne .

Cleon. Would your Lordship haue her fruitfull , and you Ne're lye with her . Lodw.

Haue not I knowne a Lady , whose husband is an Eunuch , vpon Record , mother to three or foure children and no free conscience but commends her .

Cleon. But these things wo ▪ not be easily perfect , vnlesse You were Duke to enforce em . Lodw.

Is not my brother in the way ? sicke already , and perhaps as fit for Heauen , as an other , I know hee cannot loue long ▪ he 's so well giuen , they neuer thriue , and then d'●… thinke ill keepe such a Religious Court , in this corner lodge a Couey of Capouchins , who shall zealously pray for mee without stockins , in that a nest of Carthusians , things which in fit turne to Otters , appeare flesh , but really are fish , for that they feede on : no ▪ no ▪ giue me a Court of flourishing pleasure where delight in all her shapes , and studied varieties , euery minute courts the Soule , to actuate her chiefe felicitie .

Cleon.

Doe you neuer thinke of Hell ?

Lodw.

Faith I doe , but it alwayes makes me melancholy , and therefore as seldome as I can , my contemplation shall point thither , I am now in the spring of my life , winter will come on fast enough , when I am old , I will be as methodicall an hypocrite , as any paire of lawne sleeues in Sauoy .

Cleon.

I dare not heare him longer , Madam release me .

Enter Astella . Lodw.

How now , whence come you , were you sicke ?

Ast.

At heart my Lord , to thinke of your vnkindnesse .

Lodw.

At heart ? i le nere beleeue , without inspection , am I vnkind , goe to , there 's not a friend in the whole world can with you better , would you were Canonis'd a Saint , 't is more then I wish my selfe yet , I doe not trouble thee much on earth , and thou wert in Heauen , I would not pray to thee , for feare of disturbing thy Seraphicall deuotion .

Ast. What sinne haue I committed Sir , deserues This distance ? Cleon.

In Christian charitie salute her .

Lodw. I would not haue your Ladiship too ventrous , The ayre is some what cold , and may endanger A weake body . Ast.

There 's an other duty , my Lord required from husband ▪

Lodw.

My Madam would to rutte , hath your honour , no pretty dapper Monkey , each morning to giue you a heat in a dance , is not your Doctor gamesome .

Ast.

If the suspition that I am vnchast —

Lodw.

Vnchast ? by this hand I doe not know one honest woman in the Dukedome .

Cleon.

How my Lord , what doe you thinke of me ?

Lodw.

I know not whether you be a woman or no , yet .

Cleon.

Fye my Lord .

Lodw.

What would you haue me doe , I haue not seene her this sixe Moneths .

Cleon. Oh rather my Lord conclude my sufferings , To thus with tortures lengthen out my death , Of kill me , and I beseech you I will kisse The instrument , which guided by your hand , Shall giue my griefe a period , and pronounce Enter Grimundo . With my last breath , your free for giuenesse . Lodw.

No kill your selfe , more good will come on , how now ? nay then w' are like to haue a precious time on 't .

Cleon.

The Duke my Lord enquir'd for you .

Grim. I met His Highnesse in returne , and he employ'd me To bring backe knowledge of his better health , Which hee sayes , shall enable him , but to Expresse how much he honours faire Cleona . Cleon. I am his studious Seruant , and reioyce In this good newes : your Brother is recouered . Lodw.

II , I knew he would doe well enough , now Sir ?

Grim : I haue some businesse , with you my Lord , Were you at opportunitie . Lodw.

Some morall exhortations , they are fruitlesse , I shall neuer eat garlike with Diogenes in a Tub , and specular the Starres without a shirt , prethee enioy thy Religion , and liue at last most Phylosophy call lousie .

Grim :

My designe is of an other nature .

Cleon : May I obtaine so great a fauour Sir , You 'ld be my Gu●…t in absence of the Duke , I 'm but ambitious , to remember His health in Greeke-wine . Lodw.

So this Lady will be temperate , and vse mee but like a stranger , without pressing me to inconueniences of kissing her , and other superstitious Courtship of a Husband .

Cleona ▪

I will engage shee le not offend you ▪

Lodw.

And yet it goes against my conscience to tarry so long in honest company , but my 〈◊〉 is I doe not vse it , come away Piero , you haue had a fine time on 't .

Cleona :

My Lord .

Grim : I follow Madam , yet haue comfort , Though reason and example 〈◊〉 our feares , Heauen will not let you loose so many teares . Enter Foscari , and Dulcino . Fosc.

Did she receiue my Letter with such ioy ?

Dulc. I want expression my Lord , to giue you The circumstance , with a flowing Loue , Or rather with what glad deuotion She entertain'd it , at your very name , For so I guest , to which her couetous sight Made the first haste , one might haue seene her heart Dance in her eyes , and as the wonder stroue To make her pale , warme loue did fortifie Her cheekes , with guiltie blushes , she did read And kisse the paper often , mingled questions , Some halfe propounded , as her Soule had beene Too narrow , to receiue what you had writ , She quite forgot . Fosc : This was before the Duke Came thither ? Dulc:

Yes my Lord .

Fosc : And didst thou not Obserue her at his presence slacke that feruour , her former passion had begot of me ? Was shee not costly to him boy ? Dulc. So farre As her great birth , and breeding , might direct A Lady to behaue her selfe to him , That was her Prince . Fosc.

She kiss'd him , did she not ?

Dulc.

She kiss'd .

Fosc.

He did salute her ?

Dulc.

Yes my Lord .

Fosc : And didst not see a flame hang on her lip , A spirit busie to betray her loue , And in a sigh conuey it to him ? Oh , Thou canst not read a woman , did he not Woe her to be his Dutchesse ? Dulc:

Yes my Lord .

Fosc ▪ Thou shouldst ha watcht her cheeke then , there a blush Had cene a guilt indeed , a feeble answere , With halfe a smile , had beene an argument Shee had beene lost , and the temptation Aboue her strength , which had I knowne , I could Ha slept , and neuer beene disturb'd , although I had met her in a dreame . Dulc: My Lord , you weare A causelesse trouble to your selfe . Fosc , Oh Iealousie . I am asham'd — Dulc. If euer woman lou'd With faith , Cleona honours you aboue Mankind , 't were sinne but to suspect so chast , So furnish'd with all vertue , your Cleona , Fosc. It were indeed , I am too blame Dulcino , Yet when thou com'st to beso ripe , for so Much miserie , as to loue , thou wo't excuse me , Dulc. My Lord if I might not offend with my Opinion , it were safest that you loose No time , your presence would confirme a ioy To eyther , and preuent the Duke , whose strong Solicits , may in time . endanger much The quiet of your thoughts . Fosc. Why can there be suspition she will varie , doe not choke The confidence thou hadst , vnsettle not , The faith I haue in thee , shee can proue false . Dulc. Mistake me not , I doe not doubt her truth , But shee 's a woman , and if you delay To interpose your selfe , his Greatnesse may In time , without iniustice to your Loue , Winne vpon her affection , you shall doe A great impietie to 〈◊〉 her now . With so much proofe , and loyalte of honour . Fosc : On neuer , neuer , and I will 〈◊〉 her low ▪ beyond example , thus Dulci The 〈◊〉 returne . Dulc: My Lord I had much rather Waite on you to her . Fosc. Iush , thou vnderstandst not What I haue purpos'd , thou shalt presently Goe backe , and tell Cleona , I am dead . Dulc:

How dead ?

Fosc. I boy , that I am dead , may marke The issue . Dulc: But my Lord , she hath your Letter To checke that . Fosc. Thou shalt frame something , to take That off , some fine inuention may be made , To say 't was forg'd , wee le study that anon , In the assurance of my death , which must Be so deliuered , as she shall beleeue thee , She may affect the Duke . Dulc:

How Sir , the Duke ?

Fosc : I , I , the Duke , for that 's the plot , I must aduance . Dulc: And will you thus reward So great a loue to you . Fosc : Best , best of all , Shall I be so vngratefull to a Lady , Of such rare merit , when a Prince desires To make her great , by my vnworthy interest Destroy her blessings , hinder such a fortune From faire Cleona , let her loue the Duke , In this I will expresse the height , and glorie Of my best seruice . Dulc.

Are you sir in earnest ?

Fosc. I loue her , and can neuer see her more , Posteritie shall learne new pietie In loue from me , it will become me looke on , Cleona a farre off , and onely mention Her name , as I doe Angels in my Prayer , Thus she deserues I should conuerse with her ▪ Thus I most nobly loue her . Dulc. Doth shee languish Expecting you , and shall I carry death To comfort her ? good Heauen forbid this Sir . Fosc. Heauen d●… 〈◊〉 me to it , she shall raigne Glorious in power , while I let fall my beads That she might prosper , be not thou an enemy To her and mee , I see thouart vnwilling To this imployment , if th' ast any wish To see me happy , to preserue my life , And honour , which was neuer more engag'd , If I shall thinke thou art not very wicked , A false , dissembling boy , deny me not This office , vse what circumstance thou wilt , To thriue in this report , and thy sad breath , Shall giue a failed , saue a reall death . Exit . Dulc. I 'me lost i th springing of my hope , shall I Obey him to destroy my selfe ? I must , I dare not be my selfe , no neede haue they ▪ Of other force , that make themselues away . Exit .

ACTVS , 3.

SCAENA , 1. Enter Iacomo . Jac.

I smell a match agen , the Duke will fetch her about , here was another Ambassadour at Dinner , and his Highnesse is againe expected , in confidence of my place that shall bee , I will continue my state posture , vse my toothpicke with discretion , and cough distinctly , what can hinder my rising ? I am no Scholler , that exception is taken away , for most of our states men , doe hold it a sawcie thing , for any of their Seruants , to be ●…ser then themselues , obserue the inuentorie of a great noble mans house , marke the number of the learned , I le begin with them . imprimis , Chaplaines and Schoole ▪ masters one , two pages , 3. Gentlemen , 4. Footemen , 6. Horses , 8 Seruing creatures , and 10. couple of Dogs . a very Noble family .

Enter Dulcino . Dul.

Worthy Sir —

Jac. My Lady shall be at leisure for you presently — It may bee you would speake with mee first ? Dulc. I only entreat my Lady may haue knowledge that I waite here . Iac ,

I will enrich my Ladies vnderstanding , I le say nothing else but that you are here shall I ? that 's enough if you haue another Letter .

Dulc.

What then ?

Iac ▪

I would wish you deliuer it to her owne hand , but vnder your fauour , the contents of the last Chapter , had like to vndone vs all , and Cupid had not bin more mercifull .

Dulc

Feare nothing , the newes I bring , will make you merry .

Jac.

I de laugh at that , howsoeuer you are heartily welcome and euer shall bee , you doe heare no harme of the Duke ?

Dulc.

No harme ?

Iac ▪

You shall heare more shortly , I say no more , but heauen blesse my Lady and his Highnesse together , for my part though I speake a proud word — I le tell my lady that you attend her .

Exit . Dulc. I prethee do , and hasten the discharge Of my sad Embassie , which when I haue done , And that it prospers in mine owne misfortune , I le teach my breath to pray . Enter Cleona , Fabric , Iacomo . Fabr. A glorious fate courts your acceptance , and I hope your 〈◊〉 Will teach you how to meete it , y 'aue receiu'd His highnesse bosome , now I le take my leaue , Cleon :

Will you not see the Prince againe ?

Fabr. I saw his Highnesse walking with Grimund ▪ Toward the Garden , and the Duke expects me ▪ — Thinke of a Dutches Madam . Cleona : I 'me not worthy , And needs must sinke , vnder the weight of such A title , my humblest Seruice to his Grace , I am his beades-woman . Exit Fabrichio . Jac.

Madam , here 's the Youth .

Cl. Art thou return'd already ? why were you So rude to make him waite . Dulc. Since I arriv'd , T is but a paire of minutes . Cleon. They are worth As many dayes . Iac. He shall be with your Ladiship , Next time , before he come , when I but spy him A mile off , I le acquaint you , in my duty To your selfe , and my honour vnto him . Cleon.

Withdraw .

Jac. Here is no couch , I doe not like My Ladies familiarity with a boy , Me thinkes a man were fitter , and more able To giue her a refreshing , but this Lobby Shall be my next remoue . Exit and ●…ayes behind the hangings . Dulc. You will repent This welcome Madam . Cleon. What harsh sound is that ? Thy lookes vpon a suddaine are become Dismall , thy brow dull as Saturnes in . Thy lips are hung with blacke , as if thy tongue Were to pronounce some funerall . Dulc. It is , But let your vertue place a guard about Your eare , it is too weake a sence to trust With a sad tale , that may disperse too soone . The killing Syllables , and some one , or other Find out your heart . Cleon : The Mandrake hath no voice Like this , the Rauen , and the night birds sing More soft , nothing in Nature , to which feare Hath made vs superstitious , but speakes gently Compar'd with thee , discharge thy fatall burden , I am prepar'd , or stay , but answere me , I will and saue thee breath , and quickly know The totall of my sorrow , is Foscari Dead since I saw thee last ? Or hath some wound , Or other dire misfortune seal'd him for The graue , that though he yet liue , I may bid My heart dispaire to see him ? Dulc. None of these , Since last I saw you Madam . Cleona . None of these ? Then I despise all sorrow boy , there is Not left another mischiefe in my fate , Call home thy beautie , why dost looke so pale ? See I am arm'd , and can with valiant bloud , Heare thee discourse of my terrour row , Me thinkes I can in the assurance of His safety , heare of Battailes , Tempest , Death , With all the horrid shapes that Poets fancie , Tell me the tale of Troy , or Rome on fire , Rich in the trophies of the conquered world , I will not shed so many teares , to saue The temples , as my ioy doth sacrifice , To heare my Lord is well . Dulc. Turne them to griefe , Agen , and here let me kneele , the accuser Of him , that hath deseru'd more punishment , Then your wrong'd pietie will inflict . Cleon , Dost kneele , And call thy selfe accuser ? Dulc.

Yes .

Cleon. Of whom ? Thy Lord , take heed , for if I be a Iudge I shall condemne thee ere thou speake . Dulc. You may , But I accuse my selfe , and of an iniurie To you . Cleona .

To mee ?

Dulc ,

Too great to be forgiuen .

Cleon : My loue to him thou seru'st , hath found a pardon Already for it , be it an offence Against my life . Dulc. For his sake , you must punish , Deare Madam , I haue finn'd against his Ghost , In my deceiuing you . Cleona .

His Ghost ?

Dulc. And if . His Soule hath not forgotten how he loued you , I must expect him to affright my dreames . And prooue my waking euill , the truth is , My Lord is dead . Cleon. How dead ? when ? where ? did I Not heare thee say , since I receiu'd his Letter , He was aliue ? Dulc.

No Madam .

Cleon.

Be not impious .

Dulc , I said that neither death , nor any blacke Misfortune had befalne him , since I gaue The Letter to you . Cleona . Grant this truth , I am Secur'd agen . Dulc: 'Las he was dead before , I 'm sure you could not chuse but heare as much , It was my wickednesse arriu'd , to mocke Your credulous heart , with a deuised Letter , I know you are in wonder , what should moue mee , To this imposture , sure it was no malice , For you nere iniur'd me , and that doth make My crime the more deform'd , all my ayme was , Beeing a stranger here , and wanting meanes After my Lords death , by this cunning , to Procure some bounty from you , to sustaine My life , vntill by some good fortune , I Might get another Master , for I knew There was no hope to benefit my selfe , By saying he was dead , good Heauen forgiue me And keepe my eyes from weeping . Cleon. Thou hast vndone me , Like a most cruell boy . Dulc. Madam , I hope I shall repaire the ruines of your eye , When I declare the cause , that leades me to This strange confession , I haue obseru'd The Duke does loue you , loue you in that way , You can deserue him , and though I haue sinn'd , I am not stubborne in my fault , to suffer you , In the beliefe of my deceitfull story , To wrong your fortune , by neglect of him , Can bring your merit such addition , Of state and title . Cleona :

Doest thou mocke agen ?

Dulc: Heauen knowes , I haue no thought of such impiety , If you will not beleeue , that for your sake I haue betrayed my selfe , yet be so charitable , To thinke it something of my duty , to The Duke , whose ends , while they are just , and noble , All loyall Subiects , ought to serue , for him . Whom I am bound to honour , and I loue him , Else may I neuer know one dayof comfort , I durst not without guilt of treason , to His chast desires , deceiue you any longer , Collect your selfe deere Madam , in the graue , There dwels no musicke , in the Dukes embrace You meete a perfect happinesse . Cleona : Begon , And neuer see me more , who euer knew Falshood so ripe at thy yeares ? Exit , Dulc: Is not yet My poore heart broke ? hath nature giuen it So strong a temper , that no wound will kill me ? What charme was in my gratitude to make me Vndoe so many comforts with one breath , Or was it for some sinne I had to satisfie ? I haue not onely widowed Cleona , But made my selfe a miserie beneath , An Orphant , I nere came to haue a friend , I ha destroy'd my hope , that little hope , I had to be so happy . Iacomo comes forth . Iacom.

Is' t e'ne so ?

My friend , what make you here ? who sent for you ? begon d ee heare , begon I say the word too , there is a Porters lodge else , where you may haue due chastisement , you le begon .

Dulc.

I 'me sorry ,

I haue offended Sir .

Exit Dulc. Iac.

So am not I ,

Let me see , somebody is dead , if I knew who , no matter 't is one that my Lady lou'd , and I am glad to heare it , for mine ownesake , now Uenus speed the Dukes plough and turne me loose to a priuy Conncellor .

Enter Sorenzo . Sor.

Signior Iacomo , where 's your Lady ?

Iac.

She is within my good Lord , wilt please you Walke this way ?

Sor.

Prethee make hast , the Duke is comming .

Exeunt . Iac.

I small him hither to ,

Enter Iacomo presently .

So so , I will take this opportunity , to present my selfe to his Highnesse , that hee may take particular notice , of my bulke and personage , hee may chance speake to me , I haue common places to answer any ordinary question , and for other , he shall find by my impudence , I come not short of a perfect Courtier . Here hee comes , I will dissemble some contemplation , and with my hat on , giue him cause to obserue me the better .

Enter the Duke , and Lords . Duke ,

What fellowes that ?

Giot.

A Seruant of Cleona's .

Fabr.

Signior ?

The Duke extends his band , Iacomo kisses it . Jacom ,

Your Highnesse humble creature , you haue blest my lips , and I will weare them thredbare , with my prayers , for your Graces immortall prosperitie .

Enter Soranzo . Duke , Soranzo is return'd , How fares Cleona ? Sor.

My Lord not well , I found her full of sadnesse , which is increast , shee cannot as becomes her duty , obserue your Highnesse .

Iacom :

One word with your Grace in priuate , shee is as well , as either you , or I.

Duke ,

Sayst thou so ?

Jacom ,

There came indeed before you certaine newes , that a noble Gentleman , I know not who , and therefore he shall bee namelesse , but some deare friend of hers , is dead , and that s all , and that has put her into a melancholy mood , with your gracious pardon , if I were worthy to bee one of your Counsellours —

Duke ,

What then ?

Iaco.

I would aduise you , as others doe , to take your owne course , your Grace knowes best , what is to be done .

Duke .

So Sir ; Didst thou not see that pretty boy I told thee of ?

Soranzo .

No my good Lord .

Duke ,

We are resolu'd to comfort her , set forward .

Grim.

You had simple grace ?

Iac. A touch or so , abeame with which his Highnesse , Doth vse to keepe desert warme , good my Lord , It is not come to that yet . Exeunt . Enter Foscari . and a Servant . Fosc : Goe to the next religious house , and pray , Some Holy Father come and speake with mee , But hasten thy returne , I dare not looke on Exit Serv. My selfe , least I forget to doe her honour , And my heart prooue a partiall Aduocate , I must not entertaine with the same thought , Cleona and my Loue , least my owne passion Betray the resolution , I ha made , To make my seruice famous to all ages , A legend that may startle wanton bloud , And strike a chilnesse through the actiue veines Of noblest Louers , when they heare , or read , That to advance a Mistresse , I haue giuen her ▪ From mine owne heart , if any shall be so Impious at my memory , to say I could not doe this act , and loue her too , Some power diuine , that knew how much I lou'd her , Some Angell that hath care to right the dead , Punish that crime for me , and yet me thinks , In such a cause my owne enraged Spirit , In pitty of my ashes , so prophan'd , Should nimbly lift my sweating marble vp , And leape into my dust , which new inlifen'd Should walk to him , that questioned my honor , And be its owne reuenger , he is come . Enter Valentio , a religious man . Welcome good Father , I sent to intreat your helpe , but first , pray tell me , I haue no perfect memory , what Saint Giues title to your Order ? Val. Wee doe weare The Scapular of Saint Bennet Sir . Fosc. Your Charity Make you still worthy of that reuerend habit , I haue a great Deuotion , to bee made A Brother of your sacred institution , What persons of great birth hath it receiu'd ? Val. To fashion my reply to your demaund , Is not to boast , though I proclaime the honours Of our profession ; Foure Emperours , Forty sixe Kings , and one and fiftie Queenes , Haue chang'd their Royall Ermines for our sables , These Cowles haue cloth'd the heads of fourteene hundred , And sixe Kings Sonnes , of Dukes , great Marquises , And Earles , two thousand and aboue foure hundred Haue turn'd their Princely Coronets , into An humble Corronet of haire of haire ▪ left by The Razour thus . Fosc. No , it is not . There is a Sunne ten times more glorious , Then that which riseth in the East , attracts me To feed vpon his sweet beames , and become A Bird of Paradice , a religious man To rise from earth , and no more to turne backe , But for a buriall . Val. Thinke what t is you doe , It is no thing to play the wanton with , In the strong bended passion of an humour , For a friends death , a Kings frowne , or perhaps Losse of a Mistresse . Fosc. O still blesse the guide What euer , that shall leade this happy way . Val. My Lord , the truth is like your coate of armes , Richest when plainest , I doe feare the world Hath tir'd you , and you seeke a cell to rest in , As Birdes that wing it o're the Sea , seeke ships , Till they get breath , and then they slie away . Fosc. Doe not mistake a piety , I am prepar'd And can endure your strict mortifications , Good Father then preferre my humble Suite , To your Superiour for the habit , and Let me not long expect you , say I am , Noble , but humblest in my thoughts . Val. I goe , Meane time examine well this new desire , Whether 't be a wild flash , or a Heauenly fire . Exit . Fosc.

Now my good boy .

Enter Dulcino . Dulc. Sir , your command is done , And she beleeues ? Fosc :

That I am dead Dulcino ?

Dulc: That you are dead , and as shee now scorn'd life ▪ Death lends her cheekes his palenesse , and her eyes Tell downe their drops of siluer to the earth , Wishing her teares might raine vpon your graue ▪ To make the gentle earth produce some flower , Should beare your names and memories . Fosc. But thou seest , I liue Dulcino . Dulc: Sir I should bee blest , If I did see you sought the meanes to liue , And to liue happily , O noble Sir , Let mee vntread my steps , vnsay my words , And tell your loue , you liue . Fosc. No my sweet Boy , Shee thinkes not much amisse , I am a man But of an houre or two , my will is made , And now I goe , neuer more cheerefully , To giue eternall farewell to my friends . Dulc. For Heauens sake Sir , what s this you meane to do ? There is a feare sits cold vpon my heart , And tels me — Fosc : Let it not misinforme thee Boy , I le vse no violence to my selfe , I am Resolu'd a course , wherein I will not doubt , But thou wilt beare mee company ? wee le enter Into Religion . Dulc:

Into Religion ?

Fosc. O t is a Heauenly life , goe with me boy , Wee 'l imitate the singing Angels there , Learne how to keepe a Quire in Heauen , and scorne Earths transitory glorie , wo't Dulcino ? Dulc.

Alas my Lord , I am too young .

Fosc ▪ Too young To ferue Heauen ? Neuer , neuer , O take heed . Of such excuse . Dulc: Alas , what shall I doe ? And yet I 'me weary of the world , but how Can I doe this ? I am not yet discouered , Sir , I shall still attend you . Fosc : Th' art my comfort , I haue propounded it already , to A Benedictine , by whose meanes we may Obtaine the habit , stay thou and expect him , I must bee absent for a little time , To finish something , will conduce , to my Eternall quiet , if th' haft any scruple , Hee will direct thee , hauing both made euen With earth , wee le trauaile hand , in hand to heauen . Exit . Dulc. Fortune hath lent me a prospectiue glasse , By which I haue a looke beyond all ioyes , To a new world of miserie , what s my best Let it be so , for I am hopelesse now , And it were well , if when those weedes I haue , That I might goe disguised to my graue . Exit . Enter Lodwicke , and Grimundo . Lodw ,

This is strange .

Grim.

You know I haue giuen you many precepts of honestie ?

Lodw.

And you know how I haue followed em .

Grim.

To mine owne heart , I haue made tedious discourses of Heauen to yee , and the morrall vertues , numbred vp the duties of a good Prince , vrg'd examples of vertues , for your imitation .

Lodw.

To much purpose .

Grim.

Seem'd to sweat with agony and vexation , for your obstinate courses , reproou'd you , nay sometimes made complaints of you , to the Duke .

Lodw ,

And I ha curst you for it , I remember .

Grim.

Alas my Lord , I durst doe no otherwise , was not the Duke your Father an honest man , and your Brother now foolishly takes after him , whose credulities , when I had already coozened , I was bound to appeare stoicall , to preserue the opinion they had conceiued of me .

Lodw.

Possible .

Grim.

It speakes discretion and abilities , in States-men , to apply themselues to their Princes disposition , vary a thousand shapes , if he be honest , we put on a forme of grauity , if he be vitious , we are Parasites , indeed in a politique Common wealth , if you obserue well , there is nothing but the appearance , and likenesse of things that carrieth opinion , your great men will appeare odde , and phantasticall , and fooles are often taken for wise Officers , your most actiue gallants , seeme to carry their owne haire , and your handsomest Ladies their owne faces , you cannot know a Secretary from a Scholler in blacke , nor a Gentleman Vsher in Scarlet , from a Captaine , your Iudge that is all compos'd of Mercy , hath still the face of a Phylosopher , and to some is more terrible and crabbed , then the Law it selfe . All things are but representation , and my Lord , howsoeuer I haue appear'd to you , I am at heart one of your owne Sect , an Epicure , bee but so subtle to seeme honest , as I doe , and we will laugh at the foolish world in our Cels , declaime against intemperate liuers , and hug our owne Licentiousnesse , while wee surfet our Soules in the darke with Nectar and Ambrosia .

Lod.

Can this be earnest , you did talke of Hell and Bug-beares .

Grim ,

I confesse , and were you in publique , I would vrge many other empty names to fright you , put on my Holyday countenance , and talke nothing but diuinity , and golden sentences , looke like a superlicious Elder , with a starch'd face , and a tunable nose , whilst he is edifying his Neighbors woman .

Lod.

You were a Christian , how came you to be conuerted .

Grim.

I thinke I had a name giuen me , and that s all I retaine , I could neuer endure really , their seuere discipline , marry for my preferment , and other politique ends , I haue , and can still dispence , with fasting , prayer , and a thousand fond austerities , though I doe penance for em in priuate .

Lod.

Let me aske you one question , were you neuer drunk ?

Grim ,

A thousand times in my study , that 's one of my recreations .

Lodw.

How chance I could neuer see 't in you , you know I would ha beene drunke for company .

Grim.

But I durst not trust so young a sinner , for I alwayes held it a maxime , to doe wickednesse with circumspection .

Lodw.

Wickednesse ?

Grim.

I speake in the phrase of the foolish world , that holds voluptuousnesse a crime , which you and I , and euery wise man knowes , to be the onely happinesse of life , and the inheritance , we are borne to .

Lodw.

But stay , how comes it to passe , that accounting me so young a sinner , you now aduenture to discouer your selfe ?

Grim.

To you ?

Loaw.

To mee .

Grim.

Good my Lord conceiue me , you were a young sinner , and in your Nonage , does that inferre that you haue made no growth , that y' are a child still , doe thinke that I ha not wit to distinguish a Principiant in vice , from a Graduate , shall I be afraid to lay open my secretst impieties to you , that are almost as perfect as my selfe in Epicurisme , I beseech you , doe not thinke , I ha so little manners to vndervalue you .

Lodw.

Very well , proceed .

Grim.

And yet my Lord , with your princely license , you may learn too , and indeed the first vertue that I would commend to your practice should be that , by which I haue attain'd to this height , and opinion , and that s Hypocrisie .

Lodw.

Hypocrisie ?

Grim.

Yes , a delicate white diuell , doe but fashion your selfe to seeme holy , and studie to be worse in priuate , worse , you le find your selfe more actiue in your sensualitie , and it will be an other titillation , to thinke what an asse you make a' the beleeuing world , that will be readie to dote , nay superstitiously adore you , for abusing them .

Lodw.

This is pretty wholsome doctrine , and harke you , ha you no wenches now and then ?

Grim.

Wenches ? would the Duke your Brother had so many for his owne sake , or you either .

Lodw.

Hast ifaith ?

Grim.

Faith ? why judge by your selfe , how d ee thinke a man should subsist , wenching ? why t is the top-branch , the heart , the very Soule of pleasure , i le not giue a chip to bee an Emperour , and I may not curuet as often as my constitution requires , Lecherie is the Monarch of Delight , whose Throne is in the bloud , to which all other sinnes doe homage , and bow like seruiceable Vassailes , petty Subiects in the Dominion of flesh — Wenches Why I haue as many — yet now I thinke better on 't , I le keepe that to my selfe , store makes a good prouerbe .

Lodw.

Nay nay , be free and open to mee , you haue my oath not to betray .

Grim.

Well , I le not bee nice to you , you little imagine ( though I be married , ) that I am the greatest whoremaster o' Dukedome .

Lodw.

Not the greatest ?

Grim :

Haue a strong faith and saue my proofes , I ? the Vsurer doe not hoard vp his gold , nor the Countrey oppressor his Corne more against a deare yeare , but Caute si non Caste , my Nunne at home knowes nothing , like a Mole in the earth , I worke deeps , but inuisible ; I haue my priuate Houses , my Granaries , my Magasines bully , as many Concubines , as would collected , furnish the Great Turkes Seraglio .

Lodw.

How doe you conceale 'em , I should nere keepe halfe so many ▪ but 't would be knowne .

Grim :

You are then a Nouice in the Art of Uenus , and will tell Tales out a' the Schoole , like your weake Gallants o' the first chin , that will brag what Ladies they haue brought to their obedience , that thinke it a mighty honour , to discourse how many Fortes they haue beleaguerd , how many they haue taken by battery , how many by composition , and how many by Stratagem ; that will proclaime , how this Madam kisses , how like Iuie the tother bona Roba embraced em , and with what actiuity , a third playes her amorous prize , a fine commendation for such Whelpes is t not ?

Lodw :

A fault , a fault , who can deny it ? But what are those you practice with ? A touch , come , what Commodities ?

Grim :

Not Sale-ware , Mercenary stuffe , that yee may haue i' th Suburbs , and now maintaine traffique with Ambassadours Seruants , nor with Laundresses , like your Students in Law , who teach her to argue the case so long , till she find a Statute for it , nor with Mistris Silkeworme in the Citty , that longs for creame and cakes , and loues to Cuckold her Husband in fresh ayre , nor with your waiting Gentlewoman , that is in loue with poetry , and will not part with her honour , vnder a Copie of fine verses , or an Anagram , nor with your course Lady her selfe , that keepes a Stallion and cozens the old Knight , and his two paire of Spectacles , in the shape of a Seruingman , but with your rich , faire , high ▪ fed , glorious and springing Catamountaines , Ladies of bloud , whose eyes will make a Souldier melt , and he were compos'd of marble , whose euery smile , hath a magneticke force to draw vp Soules , whose voyce will charme a Satyre , and turne a mans prayers into ambition , make a Hermit runne to Hell for a touch on her , and there hug his owne damnation .

Lodw.

I haue heard you , and now I thinke fit to discouer my selfe to you , you are a Rascall .

Grim.

Sir , I thinke I am one .

Lodw.

Let not your wisdome thinke , I can bee so easily guid .

Grim.

How Sir ?

Lodw.

Hou thinke you haue talked very methodically , and cunningly all this while , and that I am as they say , a credulous coxecombe , and cannot perceiue , that by your politique jeeres vpon my pleasures , you labour to discredit , not onely my recreations , but my selfe to my owne face , D' ee heare ? the time may come you will not dare these things , and yet you shall see , I will not now so much as seeme angry , preserue your humor , 't will appeare fresh o' ch Stage my learned Gymnosophist , very well , excellent well .

Grim.

Why does not your Lordship beleeue me then ?

Lodw.

do'st thou thinke throughout the yeare , I will loose one minute of my pastime , for this your tooth-lesse Satyre ▪ your mocke ▪ balled , goe get some pretty tune , 't will doe you a great deale of credit , the next Lent to be presented by folly in an Anti ▪ maske , i le to a wench presently .

Grim.

I came to carry you to one .

Lodw.

How ? thou ?

Grim.

Doe not deceiue your selfe , come you shall beleeue and thanke mee , will that serue turne , shall I bee thought worthy to bee trusted then , if I doe the office of a Bawd for you , and play the Pander with dexteritie , will that conuince you ?

Lodw.

Yes , yes , then I will beleeue thee .

Grim.

then goe with me , and I will demonstrate .

Lodw.

Whither ?

Grim.

I will carry you to a Lady bee not afraid shee is honest , a handsome peece of flesh , a Lady that will bound yee , and rebound , a Ladie that will rauish you .

Lodw.

Me ?

Grim.

with delight and admiration , one in whom doth flourish all the excellencie of women , honesty only excepted , such a charming brow speaking eye , springing cheeke , tempting lip , swelling bosome .

Lodw.

wil you leade me to such a creature ?

Grim.

Yes .

Lodw.

And shall I enjoy her in dalliance ?

Grim.

Yes , and thinke your selfe 〈◊〉 , then to be Lord of both the Indies , here s my hand cut it off if I doe not this feate for you , when you please , and when you are satisfied with her , I le helpe you to forty more , but wee are interrupted .

Enter Giotto , Soranzo . Giot.

There he is with Grimundo .

Sor.

His late Gouernour , he is giuing him good counsell .

Giot.

Pray heauen he haue the grace to follow it .

Grim. Consider Sir , but what will be the end ▪ Of all these wicked courses . Lodw.

Pretious villaine .

Grim.

We must be circumspect .

Lodw. No more , I haue a cronet new sprung , Where shall I meere thee ? Grim. I le expect you in the parke — be very secret My Lord I can but grieue for you . Exit . Lodw. How haue we all beene coyn'd ? What is my brother here ? Sor.

This houre my Lord ▪ he is now vpon te●…rne .

Lodw. I le see him , and then prepare me for this lady . I feele a boyling in my veines already , This is the like of greatnesse , and of Court They 'r fooles that will be frighted from their sport . Exeunt

ACTVS ▪ 4.

SCAENA , 1. Enter Lodwicke , and Piero. Lodw.

Do 't and thou lou'st me ?

Pier.

What d' ee meane my Lord ?

Lodw. Nay wee must haue such a deale of circumstance ▪ I say doe it . Pier.

What , that ?

Lodw.

That ? Is that such a piece of matter , does it appeare so horrid in your imagination , that you should looke as if you were frighted now ?

Pier.

My Lord it is —

Lodw. A thing your lust will prompt you to , but that You affect Ceremony , and loue to bee entreated . Piero.

With your Lady ?

Lodw.

Yet againe , must I voyce it like the TowneCryer , and ramme it into your head with noyse , you haue not beene obseru'd so dull , in a businesse of this supple Nature .

Pier.

But thinke on 't agen , I pray you thinke a little better , I ha no great ambition to ha my throat cut .

Lodw ,

By whom ?

Piero.

By you , you cannot chuse but kill me for 't , when I haue done , name any other Lady , or halfe a score on 'em , as farre as flesh will goe , I ha but a body , and that shall venture vpon a disease to doe you seruice , but your Lady .

Lodw.

Haue I not told thee my end ?

Piero :

I Sir , but I am very loath to begin with her , I know she will not let me doe the feate , I had as good neuer attempt it .

Lodw.

Is your mountanous promise come to this ? Remember , if I doe not turne honest —

Piero.

My Lord doe but con sider — well I will doe what I can , and there be no remedy — but

Lodw.

No butting .

Piero ,

Nay for butting , your Lordship is like to doe that better , when I haue done with your Lady , vpon one condition , I le resolue .

Lodw.

What s that ?

Piero.

I must be a little plaine w' ee my Lord , that you wonot aske me blessing , I am like to bee one of your Godfathers .

Lodw.

How ?

Piero.

The new name that I shall adde to your other titles will sticke in your head and I feare corrupt your braines too many wise men haue runne mad vpon 't in the Citty .

Lodw , Neuer feare it , for if thou canst but corrupt her . I le shew a diuorce presently . Piero ,

And bring me in for a witnes .

Enter Astella . Lodw.

She 's here feare nothing , I le be thy protection , it were not amisse to cast away some kindnes vpon her , nay I was comming to take my leaue .

Ast.

I know you neuer meant it ▪

Lodw.

Thus my best intents are rewarded still , the more sinne vpon your conscience , y' haue a hard heart , but heauen for giue vs all , Astella farewell , Piero expect my returne here — pray entertaine this Gentleman courteously in my absence , you know not how kindly I may take it .

Ast. I would you would enioyne me any testimony , So I might be in hope to winne your love . Lodw.

T is in the will of women to doe much , doe not dispaire , the proudest heart is but flesh , thinke a that .

Ast.

Of what ?

Lodw.

Of flesh , and so I leaue you .

Pier. Wilt please you Madam , walke into your chamber ▪ I haue something to impart , will require more privacie . Ast.

If it bee griefe , t is welcome .

Exeunt . Enter Duke , and Lords . Duke . My Soule I haue examin'd , and yet find No reason for my foolish passion Our hot Italian doth affect these boyes , For sinne , l 'ue no such flame , and yet me thought He did appeare most louely , nay in 's absence I cherish his Idea , but I must Exclude him , while he hath but soft impression , Being remou'd already in his person , I loose him with lesse trouble . Enter Giotto . Gitto. Please your Highnesse , A stranger but some Gentleman of qualitie , Intending to leaue Sauoy , humbly prayes To kisse youe hand . Duke .

A gentleman , admit him .

Enter Foscari disguised , and kisses the Dukes hand . Fosc. You are a gracious prince , and this high fauour Deserues my person , and my Sword , when you Vouchsafe so much addition to this honour , To call them to your Seruice . Duke .

You are noble .

Foscari . It is not complement my Lord alone Made me thus bold , I haue a priuate message , Please you command their distance , Duke .

waite without .

Fosc.

Haue you forgot this face ?

Duke .

Foscaries shadow ?

Fosc.

The substance Sir , and once more at your feet ,

Duke . Return'd to lise . Rise , meet our armes ▪ why it This Cloud ? Fosc. Your pardon royall Sir , it will Concerne your Highnesse to permit me walke In some Eclipse . Duke .

How ?

Fosc. Be but pleas'd to grant A little freedome to my speech , I shall Demonstrate the necessity of this Action , I said I had a messuage , I come Sir from Cleona . Duke .

From Cleona ?

Fosc. From her indeed , and in her name , I must Propound a question , to which she prayes , You would be just and noble in your answer , Duke . Without disputing your Commission , Vpon mine Honour — Fosc.

Princes cannot staine it , dee you loue her ?

Duke .

Doe I loue her ? Strange ?

Frsc. Nay she would haue you pause , and thinke welle're You giue her resolution , for she bad me tell you She has beene much aflicted since you left her , About your loue . Duke . About my loue ? I prethee Bee more particular . Fosc. I shall , so soone As you were gone , being alone , and full Of melancholly thoughts . Duke .

I left her so .

Fosc. Willing to ease her head vpon her couch , Through silence , and some friendship of the darke , Shee fell asleepe , and in a short dreame thought , Some Spirit told her softly in her eare , You did but mocke her with a smooth pretence of Loue . Duke .

Ha ?

Fosc , More , that you are fallen from honour , Haue taken impious flames into your bosome , That y' are a Bird of prey ▪ and while she hath No houshold Lar , to waite vpon her thre shold You would flie in , and 〈◊〉 vpon her honour . Duke .

I hope she ha's no faith in dreames ▪

Fosc. And yet Diuinity hath oftentimes descended Vpon our slumbers , and the blessed troupes Haue in the calme , and quiet of the Soule , Conuers'd with vs , taught men and women happy Wayes to preuent a tyrants rage , and lust . Duke . But this was some most false malicious Spirit , That would insinuate with her white Soule , There 's danger if she cherish the infusion . Fosc ▪ She cannot tell , she hath some feares my Lord , Great men haue left examples of their vice , And yet no iealousie of you , but what A myracle doth vrge , if this be one ; If you but once more say you loue Cleona , And speake it vnto me , and to the Angels , Which in her prayers , she hath inuok'd to heare you , She will be confident , and tell her dreame , She cannot be illuded . Duke . Though I need not Giue an account to any , but to Heauen And her faire selfe , Foscari , thou fhalt tell her With what alacritie I display my heart , I loue her with chast and noble fire , my intents are Faire as her brow , tell her I dare proclaime it , In my deuotions , at that minute , when I know a million of adoring Spirits Houer about the Altar , I doe loue her — Fosc. Enough , enough , my Lord be pleas'd to heare , What I haue now to say , you haue exprest A braue and vertuous Soule , but I must not Carry this message to her , therefore take Your owne words backe agen — I loue Cleona With chast , and noble sire , my intents are Faire as her brow , I dare proclaime it Sir , In my deuotions , at that minute , when I know a Million of adoring Spirits , Houer about the Altar . Duke ,

Doe ye mocke me ?

Fosc ▪ Pardon a truth my Lord , I haue apparreld My owne sence with your language . Duke . Doe you come To affront vs , you had better ha beene sleeping In your cold vrne , and fame late gaue you out , And mingltd with the tude forgotten ashes , Then liue to moue our anger . Fisc , Spare your frownes . This earth weighs not my Spirit downe , a feare Would dy the palenesse of my Fathers dust , Into a blush , Sir many are aliue , Will sweare , I did not tremble at a Canon , When it strooke thunder in mine eare , and wrapt My head in her blew mists , it is not breath Can fright a noble truth , nor is there Magicke I' th person of a King that playes the Tyrant , But a good Sword can easily vncharme in , Duke .

You threaten vs .

Fosc. Heauen auert so blacke a thought , Though in my honours cause I can be flame , My bloud is frost to treason make me not Bely my heart , for I doe loue Cleona ? And my bold heart tels me , aboue all height , You can affect her with , no birth or state Can challenge a Prerogatiue in loue ; Nay be nor partiall , and you shall ascribe To mine loues victory , for though I admit , You value her aboue your Dukedome , health , That you would sacrifice your bloud , to auert Any mishap should threaten that deare head , All this is but aboue your selfe , but I Loue her aboue her selfe , and while you can But giue your life , and all you haue , to doe Cleona seruice , I can giue away Her selfe , Cleona's selfe , in my loue to her , I see you are at losse , I le reconcile All , she is yours , this minute ends my claime , Liue , and enioy her happily , may you Be famous in that beautious Empire , shee Blest in so great a Lord . Duke , I must not be Orecome in honour , nor would doe so great A wrong , to enioy the blessing , I knew not You were engag'd . Fosc. Ere you proceed , I must Beseech you heare me out , I am but fresh , Return'd from trauaile , in my absence , she Heard I was slaine , at my returne , vpon The hearing of these honours you intend her , And which I now beleeue from your owne lip , I found a meanes , and haue wrought her already , Into a firme beleife that I am dead , ( For I haue but pretended I came from her ) If for my sake you leaue her now , I can Make good her faith and dye , 't sha'not be said , I liu'd ▪ and 〈◊〉 Cleona's fortune . Duke ▪

Stay myracle of honour , and of loue .

Fosc. If you proceed , as it concernes your happinesse , I can secure all feare of mee , I am Resolu'd a course wherein I will bee dead To her , yet liue to pray for her , and you , Although I neuer see you more , will you my royall Lord ? Duke . did euer Louer plead against himselfe before ? Fosc. I loue her still , And in that study her advancement Sir , In you . I cannot giue her . Duke .

Well , I will still loue her , and solicite .

Fosc. And not open That I am liuing . Duke .

Not a Syllable .

Fost. . I am confident , let me but kisse your hand . agen , may blessings dwell with you for euer . Exit ▪ Dulc. He was alwayes noble , but this passion Has outgone Hystorie , it makes for me , Haile to my curteous fate , Foscari thankes , Like the aged Phenix , thy old loue expires , And from such Death , springs life to my desires . Exit . Enter Dulcino . Dulc. The Father is not come yet , nor my Lord 〈◊〉 , yet when they doe , I haue no way To helpe my selfe , nor haue I power to goe From hence , sure this is the Religious man . Enter Valentio . Val.

Ha t is the same .

Dulc.

Father Valentio ?

Val.

Deare Leonora .

Dulc:

Sir the same .

Wal. Oh let My teares expresse my ioyes , what myracle Gaue you this liberty ? Dulc. I was rescued , By th' happy valour of a Gentleman , To whom in gratitude , I pay this seruice , He bad me here expect a holy man , And is it you ? Val.

The circumstance confirmes it .

Dulc. Are you the goodman whom my Lord expects ▪ T is so me refreshing in the midst of sorrow , To meete agen . Val.

And Heauen hath heard my prayer .

Dulc. But I am miserable still vnlesse Your counsell doe releeue me . Val.

Why my charge ?

Dulc. This noble Gentleman , to whom I owe My preseruation , who appointed you To meet him here , hauing resolu'd to enter , Into Religion , hath beene very vrgent , For mee to doe so too , and overcome With many importunities , I gaue Consent , not knowing what was best to doe , Some cure or I am lost , you know I cannot Mixe with religious men . Val.

Did you consent ?

Dulc. I did , and he is now vpon the point Of his returne . Val. Y' are in a straight ▪ I must Confesse , no matter , hold your purpose , and Leaue all to mee , he is return'd . Enter Foscari . Fos. Good Father . Now I am ready , haue you dispos'd him For such a life . Val. Hee is constant to attend you , I haue prepar'd him , and made way to the Abbot , For your reception , Fos. I am blest , Dulcimo , Nay no distinction now , me thinkes we moue Vpon the wings of Cherubins already , T is but a step to heauen , come my sweet boy Wee climbe by a short ladder to our ioy ▪ Exeunt . Enter Lodowicke and 〈◊〉 . Gri. This my Lord is her garden , into which you see My key hath giuen vs priuate accesse , Lod :

T is full of curiositie ,

Gri :

You see that groue .

Lod.

I doe .

Gri. There is her house of pleasure , let your eye entertaine Some delight here , while I giue her happie Knowledge you are entred ▪ Exit . Lod. Doe so , an honest knaue I see that , how happy Shall I bee in his conuersation , I sha'not neede To keepe any in fee to procure , and he bee So well furnished , in euer I come to be Duke , I will Erect a magnificent Colledge , endow it With reuenew to maintaine wenches , and With great pensions inuite the fairer Ladies From all parts of Christendome , into my Seraglio , Then , wil I haue this fellow gelded , and make him My chiefe Eunuch ranger , or ouerseer of all , My pretious tame fowle Enter 3. like Satyres ▪ and ly downe

How now ? What 's this so me fury asleepe , I le take another path , another ? Into what wildernesse has this firedrake brought mee ? I dare not cry out for feare of waking 'em , would Grimundo were come backe .

Enter one like 〈◊〉 . Silv. Rise you drowsie Satyres rise , What strong charme doth bind your eyes ? See who comes into your groue , To imbrace the Queene of Loue , Leape for ioy , and friske about , Find your prettie Dryads out , Hand in hand compose a ring , Dance and circle youe new King , Him , Silvanus must obay , Satyres rise and runne in . Hence and cry a holy day . Exit . Lod.

Some maske , a deuice , to entertaine me , ha ? And yet I see not how they should prepare so much ceremony , vnlesse they had expected me , a curse vpon their ill faces , they shooke mee at first , how now ?

Enter Satyres pursuing Nimphes they dance together , Exeunt Sat. 3. Nimphes seeme to intreat him to goe with them .

Haue yee no tongues ? yes I will venture my selfe in your company , and you were my destinies , wo'd there were no worse in Hell , must I walke like a bride too , fortune set on afore then , and thou doest not guide into a hansome place , wo'd thy eyes were out , and so thou maist be taken for the blind Goddesse indeed , forward to Venus Temple .

Exit . Recorders : Enter againe where the Nimphs suddenly leaue him , a banquet brought in . Lod.

vanished like Fayries ? Ha what musicke this ? the motion of the Spheares , or am I in Elisium .

Enter Grimundo bare leading Belinda richly attired and attended by Nimphs .

Here is 〈◊〉 ha ? What glorious creatures this commits a rape vpon my senses on euery side , but when I looke on her , all other admirations are forgot , and leslen in her glorie .

Bel

My Lord y' are welcome , nay our lip is not too pretious , for your salute , most welcome ,

Gri :

I haue kept my , word Sir ,

Lod.

Thou hast oblig'd my soule ,

Gri. Be high and frolike , she loues to see one domineere , when y' are throughly acquainted , you 'le Giue me thankes . Lod. Let vs be priuate with as much speed as may be . Away with those gipsies , so so . Exeunt all but 〈◊〉 and Belinda . I forgot to aske her name-Lady I am come . Bol. .

Wilt please you vse that Chaire ▪

Lodw. You are not ignorant of the intents my bloud hath brought with me ▪ Grimundo , I hope , hath told my comming Lady ▪ And you l'me confident , will justifie his promise of some pastime . Belind. He 's a Seruant , Whose bosome I dare trust , the Sonne of night , And yet more secret then his mother , hee Hath power to engage mee , and I shall take pride in my obedience , first be pleas'd to tast , what in my duty I prepar'd F●… your first 〈◊〉 , these but serue To 〈◊〉 appetite . Lodw I like this well , Recorders . I 〈◊〉 vse much courtship , where 's this musicke ? 〈◊〉 ▪

Doth it 〈◊〉 your eare ?

Law . '● is rauishing whence doth it breath ? Blind. . If you command , wee le change A thousand ayres ▪ till you find one is sweet , And high enough , to rocke your wanton Soule into 〈◊〉 slumbers . Lodw Spare them all , I heare '●…m in thy accents . Belinda . 〈◊〉 Calliopes fam'd Sonne , vpon whose lute Myriads of louers Ghosts doe waite , and hang Vpon the golden strings to haue their owne griefes softned with his noble touch , shall come againe from hell , with fresh , and happier straines , Tomoue your fancie . Lodw. That were very strange , She is poeticall , more then halfe a Fury , But wee prate all this while , and loose the time We should imploy more pretiously , I need No more prouocatiue , my veynes are rich And swell with expectation , shall we to This vaulting businesse ? Bel. I shall hope my Lord You will be silent in mine honour , when You haue inioy'd me , and not boast my name , To your disgrace , not mine . Lodw. Your name , why Lady ? By my desires I know it not , I hope You haue receiu'd a better Character , Then to suspect my blabbing , I le not trust My Ghostly Father with my sinnes , much lesse Your name . Belind. O let me flye into your armes , These wordes command my freedome , I shall loue you Aboue my selfe , and to confirme how much , I dare repose vpon your faith , I le not Be nice to tell you who I am . Lodw.

Pray doe .

Bel.

I am a Princesse .

Lodw.

How ?

Bel ,

Beleeue me Sir .

Lodw ,

I 'm glad a that , but of what Country Lady ?

Bel. And my dominions are more spreading then Your Brothers . Lodw. He ? that s excellent , if the villaine doe prosper with my wife , I le marry her . Bel. I was not borne to perch vpon a Dukedome ▪ Or some such spot of earth , which the dull eyes Examine by a multiplying glasse , And wonder at , the Roman Eagles neuer Did spread their wings vpon so many shores , The Siluer Moone of Ottoman lookes pale Vpon my greater Empire , Kings of Spaine , That now may boast their ground , doth stretch as wide As day ▪ are but poore Landlords of a Cell , Compar'd to mine inheritance , the truth is ▪ I am the Diuell . Lodw.

How a Diuell ?

Bel. Yes . Be not affrighted Sir , you see I bring No horror to distract you , if this presence , Delight you not I le weary a thousand shapes To please my Lord . Lod.

Shapes quotha ,

Bel.

Doe not tremble ,

Lod. A Diuel ? I see her clouen foote , I ha'not , The heart to pray , Grimundo has vndone me , Bel. I did command my spirits , to put on Satyres , and Nymphes to entertaine you first Whiles others in the ayre , maintain'd a quire For your delight , why doe you keepe such distance , with one that loues you ? recollect your selfe , You came for pleasure , what doth fright my loue , See I am couetous to returne delight , And satisfie your lustfull genius , Come le ts withdraw , and on the bed prepar'd Beget a race of smooth and wanton Diuels — Lod. Hold , come not neere me , ha ? now I compare , The circumstances , they induce me to A sad beliefe , and I had breath enough , I would aske a question . Bel. Any thing , and be Resolud . Lod. How came Grimnndo , and your deuilship , Acquainted ▪ Bel. He hath beene my agent long , And hath deseru'd for his hipocrisie , And priuate sinnes , no common place in Hell , H●…es now my fauorite , and we enioy , Each other daily , but hee neuer did , By any seruice more endeare my loue , Then by this bringing you to my acquaintance , Which I desir'd of him long since ▪ with many , And fierce sollicite , but he vrg'd his feare , You were not ripe enough in sinne , for his , Discovery . Lod. I feele my selfe dissolue ▪ In sweate , Bel. My Lord I must acknowledge ▪ I Haue euer had you in my first regard , Of any mortall sinner , for you haue The same propention with me , though with Lesse malice ▪ spirits of the lower world Haue seuerall offices assign'd , some are To aduance pride , some auarice , some wrath , I am for lust , a gay , voluptuous Diuell , Come le ts embrace , for that I loue my Lord , Doe , and command a regiment of hell , They all are at your seruice . Lodw.

O my foule !

Bel. Be●…ide my Lord , it is another motive To honour you , and by my chaines which now I haue left behind , it makes me grow enamor'd , Your wife , that sayes her prayers at home , and weepes Away her sight , Of let me hug you for it , Dispise her vowes still , spurne her teares agen Into her eyes thou shalt be prince in hell And haue a Crowne of flames ▪ brighter then that , Which Ariadue weares of fixed staires , Come shall we dally now ? Lodw. My bones within Are dust already , and I weare my flesh Like a loose , vpper garment , Bel. Y' are afraid ▪ Be not so pale at liuer , for I see Your blood turne Coward , how would you be frighted To looke vpon me cloth'd with all my horrour , That shudder at me now ? call vp your spirit . Lodw. There are too many spirits heere already , Would thou wert coniur'd , what shall I doe ? Bel. What other then to bath your soule in pleasure And neuer heard of rauishings , wee two , Will progresse through the ayre in Uenus charret ▪ And when her siluer doues grow faint , and tire , Cupid and Mercury shall lend vs wings , And we will visit new worlds , when we are , Weary of this , we both will backe the windes . And hunt the Phaenix through the Arabian deserts her we will spoyle of all her shining plumes . To make a blazing Coronet for thy temples , Which from the Earth beheld , shall draw vp wonder And puzzle learned Astronomy , to distinguish it From some new Constellation , the Sea Shall yeeld vs pastime , when inueloped With Clouds , blacker then night , wee range about And when with stormes we ouerthrow whole Nauies , We 'll laugh to heare the Marriners exclaime In many thousand shipwrackes , what doe I Vrge these particulers ? let vs be one Soule , Ayre , Earth and Hell , is yours . Lodw. I haue a suit , But dare not speake . Bel. Take courage , and from mee bee confident to obtaine . Lodw. I am not well , The name of Diuill came to quicke vpon me , I was not well prepar'd for such a sound , It turn'd my bloud to ice , and I had not recouered so much warmth yet , to desire The sport I came for , would you please but to Dismisse me for a time , I would returne , When I haue heate and strength enough , for such A sprightfull action . Belinda : I doe finde your cunning , You pretend this excuse , but to gaine time , In hope you may repent . Lodw. And please your Grace , Not I. Bel. You will acquaint some Priest , or other , A tribe of all the world , I most abhorre , And they will foole you with their Ghostly councell , Pe Perplexe you with some fond diuinity , To make you loose the Glories I haue promis'd . Lod.

I could neuer abide such mel melancholly people .

Bel. In this I must betray , we spirits haue No perfect knowledge of mens thoughts , I see Your bloods enfeebled , and although my loue Be infinite , and euery minute I Shall languish in your absence , yet your health I must preserue , t is that that feeds my hopes , Hereafter I shall perfectly enioy thee , You will be faithfull , and returne . Lod.

Suspect not ,

Bel.

One kisse shall seale consent ,

Lod.

Her breath smels of brimstone .

Bel. When next wee meete , like to the Gemini Wee le twine our limbes in one another , till Wee appeare one creature in our actiue play , For this time I dismisse you — doe not pray , A spirit shall attend you . Lod. Doe not pray , when did I last ? I know not , farewell horrour . He wants a wench , that goes to the diuell for her . Exeunt .

ACTVS 5.

SCAENA . 1. Enter Astella and Piero. Astel : Touch me not villaine , pietie defend me Art thou a man , or haue I all this while Conuerst with some ill angell in the shape Of my Lords friend , Piero. What needeth all this stirre I vrge your benefit . Astel. To vndoe my name N●…v Soule for euer with one act . Piero. One act , There be those Ladies that haue acted it A hundred times , yet thinke themselues as good christians as other women , and doe carry As much opinion too for vertue . Astel.

Heauen .

Piero. What harme can there be in 't , can you neglect Reuenge so iust , so easie and delightfull ? Ast.

thy breath doth scatter an infection .

Piero. Scatter a toy , be wise , and loose no time You know not when-such opportunity , May tempt you too 't agen , for my owne part I can but doe you pleasure in 't , your bloud Should need no other argument . Astella : I le sooner Empty my veynes , not to redeeme thy Soule , Should Sinne betray mine honour to one loose Embrace , hence traytor I doe feele corruption I' th ayre already , it will kill me if I stay , heereafter I le not wonder how My Lord became so wicked . Piero. You will lead me To some more priuate roome , I le follow Madam . Exeunt . Enter Iacomo . Jacom.

More priuate roome , said hee ? I smell a businesse I thought this Gamester had beene gone , is it e'ne so , haue at your burrough Madam , hee 's a shrewd Ferret I can tell you , and iust in the nicke here comes the Warrener .

Enter Lodwicke . Lodw.

This diuell does not follow me , nor any of her Cubs I hope , I 'm glad I came off so well , I neuer was so hot to engender with the Night-mare , could Grimundo find no other creature for my coupling but a Succubus , me thinkes I smell the Fiend still .

Iac.

He talkes on her already .

Lodw.

I am very jealous .

Jac.

Not without a cause my Lord .

Lodw.

Ha ? there she is agen .

Jac ,

No my Lord , she is new gone into the withdrawing Chamber .

Lodw.

Ha ? who ? who is gone ?

Iac.

A Gentlewoman that you were late in company with .

Lodw. The Diuell ? looke well about you then , a Spirit , Of her constitution will set the house on fire Instantly and make a yonghell on 't when Came she ? I shall be euerlastingly haunted With goblings , are sure thou sawest her ? Iac.

Saw her , yes and him too .

Lod.

Grimundo ?

Iac. No not Grimundo , but I saw an other Gentleman That has been held a notable spirit , Familiar with her . Lod.

Spirit and familiar .

Hac .

Piero my Lord

Lod ,

Piero ?

Iac. I wonot say what I thinke , but I thinke somewhat , And I know what I say , if she be a Deuill ▪ as shee Can be little lesse , if shee be as bad as I imagine Some bodies head will ake for 't , for mine owne Part , I did but see and heare , that s all , and Yet I ha not told you halfe . Lod. Let me collect sure this fellow by th' circumstance Meanes Astella , thou talkest all this while of my Lady Doest not ? Iac. Yes my Lord , she is all the Ladies in the house , For my Lady and mistris was sent for To the Abbey . Lod. I had forgotten my selfe this is new horrour , Is my Lady and Piero so familiar saist and In priuate ? Iac. What I haue said , I haue said , and what they haue Done , they haue done , by this time . Lod.

Done ? and I le be actiue too .

Iac. Shew what feates of activity you please but I beleeue hee hath vaulted into your sadle Exit Lod. Already — so so now I am alone which is as The learned say , Solus cumsola I will entertaine Some honorable thoughts of my preferment , Enter Piero. Hum the gamester is returned what melancholy , then Hee ha's don 't I lay my head to a fooles cap on 't I was alwaies so my selfe after my capring ▪ Did you not meet the Prince sir. Pier.

No , where is he ?

Iac.

He was here but now , and enquir'd how his Lady did , and I told him you could tell the state of her body better then I , for I thought you were gone in before him .

Piero.

I did but see her .

Jac.

That s not the right on 't , it runnes for I did but kisse her , for I did but kisse her .

Piero.

It was enough for me to kisse her hand .

Jac.

And feele her pulse .

Piero.

How Sir ?

Iac.

As a noble Gentleman should Sir ?

Piero. I am suspected , I must turne this fooles discourse , Another way , the present theame is dangerous ; What I heare say 〈◊〉 , your Lady is like to rise ? Iac.

My Lady does rise as earely as other Ladies doe that goe to bed late .

Piero ,

And there will be notable preferment for you ?

Iac.

T is very likely my Lady vnderstands her selfe ▪

Piero.

There is a whisper abroad ▪

Jac.

T is a good hearing .

Piero.

What if she be married in this absence ?

Jac.

Very likely , I say nothing but I thinke I know my Ladies secrets for the tryumph , as pageants , or running at tilt , you may heare more shortly , there may bee reasons of state to haue things carried priuately , they will breake out in Bels and bonefires hereafter ; what their Graces haue intended for me , I conceale .

Piero ,

He is wound vp already .

Iac.

You are a Gentleman I shall take particular notice of .

Piero.

I hope a man may get a place for himselfe or his friend for ready mony .

Iac.

T were pitty of my life else , you shall command the first that falls , but you must sweare you came in without chafering or buying , imagine it a plump Parsonage , or other Church liuing , the oath will goe downe the more easily . Diuines make no scruple .

Piero.

But what if after all this imagination of a marriage , fortune should forbid the banes .

Jac.

How ? Fortune 's a slut , and because she is a whore her selfe , would haue no Lady marry and liue honest .

Enter Lodwicke . Lodw.

Piero , where 's Piero ?

Piero :

Ha , my Lord , I ha don 't .

Lodw.

Ha ? what .

Piero.

I haue pleas'd thy Excellence , and you had made more hast , you might ha come to the falla'th Deere , delicate Venison .

Lodw.

Th' ast not enioy'd her ?

Piero. They talke of Jupiter and a golden shewer , Giue me a Mercury with wit and tongue He shall charme more Ladies on their backes , Then the whole bundle of Gods pshew . Lodw.

Shoote not so much compasse , bee briefe and answer me , hast thou enioy'd her ?

Piero.

I haue , shall I sweare ?

Lodw.

No , thou wilt bee damn'd sufficiently without an oath , in the meane time , I do purpose to reward your nimble diligence , draw ?

Piero.

What d ee meane .

Jac.

And you be so sharpe set , I do e meane to withdaw .

Lodw.

I doe meane to cut your throat , or perish●…'th attempt you see your destinie , my birth and spirit wo'not let me kill thee in the darke , draw and be circumspect .

Piero.

Did not you engage me to it , haue I done any thing but by your directions ? my Lord .

Lodw.

T is all one , my minde is altered , I will see what complexion your heart beares , doe not neglect my fury , but guard your selfe discreetly , if I hit vpon the right veyne I may cure your diseasea'th bloud .

Piero.

Hold , and there bee no remedy , I will dye better then I ha liu'd , you shall see Sir that I dare fight with you , and if I tall by your Sword , my base consent to act your will deserues it .

Lodw.

Ha ?

Piero. I find your policie , and by this storme , You 'd proue my resolution , how boldly I Dare stand too 't when this great Dishonour comes to question prepare To be displeased — she is a miracle Of chastity impenterable like . A marble she returned my sinfull arrowes And they haue wounded me , forgiue me Lady . Lod. I prethee tell me true , now thou shalt sweare Hast thou not don 't . Pior. Not by my hope of heauen Which I had almost forfeited , had not shee Releeued me with her vertue , in this truth I dare resigne my breath . Lod. I dare beleeue thee What did I see in her to doubt her firmenesse . Enter Jacomo and Astella . Iac. Here they are Madam , you doe not meane to Run vpon their naked weapons . Lod.

Piero thou shalt wonder .

Ast.

What meanes my Lord ?

Lod. You shall know that a non My Lady goe with me . Ast. Whither you please You shall not need to force mee sir , you may Lead me with gossamere , or the least thread The industrious spider weaues . Iac.

Whimseyes caribit soes .

Pier. What fury thus transports him at some distance I le follow him , he may intend some violence Shee is too good to suffer I shall grow In loue with my conuersion . Exit . Iac. Grow in loue with a cockscomb his last wordes Sticke on my stomacke still fortune forbid the banes Quotha , slid if fortune should forbid the banes And my Lady be not conuerted into a Dutchesse Where are allmy offices ? Hum where are they quoth I , I doe not know But of all tunes I shall hate fortune my foe . Exit . Recorders . Chaires prepared . Enter Soranzo , Giotto . Sor. Know you not who they are my Lord this day Receiue the habit . Gio.

I can meete with no intelligence .

Sor.

They are persons of some quality .

Gio.

The Duke does meane to grace their ceremony .

Sor.

He was inuited by the Abbot to their clothing .

Gio.

Which must be in priuate too heare in his lodgings .

Sor.

Well , we shall not long expect 'em his grace enters .

Enter Duke , Grimundo . Gri.

It helpt much that he neuer saw my wife .

Du.

Dost thinke 't will take .

Gri. Thera's some hope my Lord already And heauen may prosper it . Du.

Wee cannot endeere thee to thy merit .

Sor.

How the Duke imbraces him .

Enter Cleona attended . Duk. Cleona you are welcom 't is a blest Occasion that makes vs meete so happily . Cle.

It pleased my Lord Abbot to inuite mee hither .

Duk. I appear'd too vpon his friendly sommons Wee le thanke him for this presence , Sor.

The Abbot enters .

Enter the Abbot attended with Religious men hauing bowed to the Duke , he taketh a chaire being sate , Valentio goes out and presently enters leading Foscarie and Dulcino in St. Bennets habit , hee presents them they kneele at the Abbots feete . Abb.

Speake your desire .

Fos. We kneele to be receiued into the number , of those religious men that dedicate Themselues to Heauen , i' th habit of St. Bennet , And humbly pray , that you would rectifie And teach our weake deuotion , the way To imitate his life , by giuing vs The precepts of your order , Abbot . Let me tell you , You must take heed , the ground of your resolue Be perfect , yet looke backe into the spring Of your desires , religious men should be Tapers , first lighted by a holy beame , Meteors may shine like starres , but are not constant . Fosc. We couet not the blaze , which a corrupt , And flimy matter may aduance , our thoughts Are slam'd with Charity . Abb. Yet ere you embarke Thinke on your hard aduenture , there is more To be examin'd , beside your end , And the reward of such an vndertaking , You looke on Heauen a farre off , like a Land ▪ skip , Whether wild thoughts , like yours imperfect eye , Without examination of those wayes , Oblique , and narrow are transported , but I' th walke , and try all of the difficulties That interpose , you tire like inconsiderate , And weary Pilgrims . Fosc. We desire to know The rules of our obedience , Abb. They will startle Your resolutions , can your will , not vs'd To any Law beside it selfe , permit The knowledge of seuere , and positiue limits ? Submit to be controul'd , imploy'd sometime , In seruile offices , against the greatnesse Of your high birth , and sufferance of nature ? Can you , forgetting all youthfull desires , And memory of the worlds betraying pleasures , Checke wanton heate , and consecrate your blood To Chastity , and holy solitude ? Sor.

I wo not be religious Giotto ?

Giot.

Nor I , vpon these tearmes I pitty em .

Abb , Can you quit all the glories of your state , Resigne your titles , and large wealth to liue Poore and neglected , change high food and surfets , For a continuall fasting , your downe beds For hard and humble lodging , your guilt roofes , And galleries for a melancholly Cell The patterne of a graue , where , stead of musicke To charme you into slumbers , to be wak'd With the sad chyming of the sacring bell ; Your robes , whose curiosity hath tired Inuention , and the silke-worme to adorne you , Your blaze of jewels , that your pride hath worne To burne out enuies eyes , must be no more Your ornament , but course , and rugged clothing Harrow your soft skinnes , these and many more Vnkind austerities will much offend Your tender constitutions , yet consider . Du. Hee does insist much on their flate and honour May wee not know 'em yet ; Val. One of them sir Doth owe this character . Giues him a paper . Du. It is Foscary I find his noble purpose , hee is perfect I honour thee young man , she must not see This paper . Giues another paper . Val.

This doth speake the other Sir .

Du. T is at large — ha — Grimundo I prethee read , I dare not credit my owne eyes Leonora So it begins , Leonora . Gri. Leonora daughter to the late Gonzaga Duke Of Millan , fearing she should be compelled to marry Her Vncle , in the habit of a Page and the conduct Of Father Valentio , came to Sauoy , to try the Loue and honor of his Excellence , who once Sollicited by his Embassador — Du. No more , I am extasied If so much blessing may be met at once I le doe my heart that justice to proclaime Thou hadst a deepe impression , as a boy I lou'd thee too , for it could be no other , But with a Diuine flame , faire Leonora Like to a perfect Magnes , though inelos'd Within an Iuory box , through the white wall Shot foorth imbracing vertue , now , oh now Our Destinies are kind . Fos.

This is a misterie , Dulcino ?

Leo. No my Lord , I am discouered , You see Leonora now , a Millan Lady , If I may hope your pardon — Du. Loue ; and honour Thou dost inrich my heart , Cleona reade And entertaine the happines , to which Thy fare predestin'd thee , whilst I obey Mine here . Cleonae reades . Cleo. How , my Lord Foscary ? If he beliuing , I must dye before This separation be confirm'd , my ioy Doth ouercome my wonder , can you leaue The world while I am in 't ? Fos. Deer'st Leonora ! Then willingly I dispence with my intention And if the Duke haue found another Mistris , It shall be my deuotion to pray heere , And my religion to honour thee . Ab. Many blessings crowne This vnlon . Fos. Your pardon gracious Princesse I did impose too much . Leo. I studied To be your gratefull seruant , as your selfe Vnto the faire Cleona wee are all happy . Enter Lodowicke , Astella , and Piero. Lod. The'y r here ; by your leaue brother , my Lord Abbot ? Witnesse enough . Du.

Why thus kneeles Lodowick ?

Lod. To make confession brother , and beg heauens And euery good mans pardon , for the wrong I 〈◊〉 ' done this excellent Lady , whom my soule New marries , and may heauen — ha doe not hold A Iustice backe , Grimunde is a traitor Take heed on him and say your prayers , hee is The Deulls grand solliciter for soules , Hee hath not such another cunning engine I' th world , to ruine vertue . Gri.

I my Lord ?

Lod. You are no hipocrite , he does euery night Lye with a Succubus , he brought me to one Let him deny it , but heauen had pitty on me . Enter Bellinda . Ha ? there she is , doe you not see her ? Deuill ! I doe defie thee , my Lord stand by me , I will be honest , spight of him and thee , And lye with mine owne wife . Gi.

Sure the Prince is mad ,

Duk. Oh rise most noble Lady , well deserning A statue to record thy vertue . Lod.

Ha ?

Duk.

This is Grimundoes wife ,

Lod.

'T is so my Lord .

Bel. No Deuills but the seruant of your vertue , That shall reioyce , if wee haue thriu'd in your Conuersion . Ast.

I hope it .

Lod. Haue I bin mock'd into honesty ? are not you a fury ? And you a slye and subtile Epicure ? Gri. I doe abhorre the thought of being so , Pardon my seeming Sir . Ab. Oh goe not backe , Preuent thus seasonably your reall torment . Lod. I am fully wakened , be this kisse the pledge Of my new heart . Pi. True loue streame in your bosomes Lady forgiue mee too . Ast.

Most willingly .

Duk. Our ioy is perfect , Lodowisk 〈◊〉 A 〈◊〉 in this Lady , Leonora , The obiect of our first loue , take the story As wee 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Abbot wee must thanke You 〈◊〉 contriuing this , and you good Father , Embassedors shall be dispatcht to Millan , 〈◊〉 where and how their absent Princesse Leonora 〈◊〉 dispos'd her selfe , meane while , Poets shall stretch inuention , to expresse Triumphs for thee , and Sauoyes happinesse . Extunt Omnes .

FINIS .