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 The vvedding. As it was lately acted by her Maiesties Seruants, at the Phenix in Drury Lane. Written by Iames Shirley, Gent. Wedding Wedding. Shirley, James, 1596-1666. [88] p. Printed [by Nicholas Okes] for Iohn Groue, and are to be sold at his shop at Furniualls Inne Gate in Holborne, London : 1629. 1626

Mostly in verse.

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The Wedding .

As it was lately Acted by her Maiesties Seruants , at the Phenix in Drury Lane .

WRITTEN By IAMES SHIRLEY , Gent.

Horat. — Multaque pars mei Vitabit Libitinam —

LONDON . Printed for Iohn Groue , and are to be sold at his shop at Furniualls Inne Gate in Holborne . 1629 .

The Actors names . Richard Perkins . Michael Bowyer . Iohn Sumpner . William Robins . William Sherlocke . Anthony Turner . William Allin . William Wilbraham . Iohn Yong . Iohn Dobson . Hugh Clarke . Iohn Page . Edward Rogers . Tymothy Read .
TO THE RIGHT Worshipfull William Gowre , Esquire .

SIR , I know you , and in that your worth , which I honor more then greatnesse in a Patron : This Comedy comming forth to take the ayre in Summer , desireth to walke vnder your shaddow . The World oweth a perpetuall remembrance to your name , for excellency in the Musicall Arte of Poesie , and your singular iudgement and affection to it , haue encouraged me to this Dedication , in which I cannot transgresse beyond your Candor . It hath passed the Stage ; and I doubt not but from you , it shall receiue a kinde welcome , since you haue beene pleas'd to acknowledge the Author .

Yours . IAMES SHIRLEY .
To his learned and much respected friend , Mr. Iames Shirley , vpon his Wedding . AN inforc'd rapture , and high swelling phrase Doth onely gaudy ignorance amaze ; Conceites that yeelde iudicious Writers glory , Enrich the beauty of thy Comicke Story : Loues passion in smooth numbers is descride , Such as becomes the softnesse of a Bride . I want a Poets aëry soule , to giue Due prayses to thy lines , which shall out-liue The Crittickes spleene , the Atheists impious iest ; A modest pen becomes the Muses best , And such is thine , as thy faire Wedding showes , Who Crownes thee not , a debt to knowledge owes . Edmond Colles .
To his worthy Friend Mr. Shirley , vpon his Nuptiall Comedy . IS Beaumont dead ? or slept he all this while , To teach the World the want of his smooth stile ? If he be dead , that part of him Diuine By transmigration of his soule is thine : High is thy fancy , yet thy straine so sweete , Death would be lou'd in such a winding sheete : This Wedding needes no Offering , and thy worth Is aboue flattery , to set thee forth : From whose rich Muse thus Wedded , we shall see Many faire Children borne to Poësie . Robert Haruey .
In Hymeneum Ingeniosissimi Iacobi Shirley . Dies fugaci de siliunt pede Nec vrna cuiquam parcit , at improbae Viuit superstes fama morti , Nec gelidum metuit sepulchrum . O qui ingales flauus Hymen toros Ambis , coruscâ iam nitidus togâ Incede , Shirleiana laurus , Perpetuos tibi dat triumphos . Phoebus sacrata vellit ab arbore Ramum , modestas quo decoret comas Additque vatem Laureatis Sideribus , numerumque claudit . SPread faire thou growing Tree , with which in vaine The windes do wraste : blemish'd with the staine Of impure life , some by Atheisticke rimes , And witty surfeits , force these ruder times To fond amazement ; but thy faire defence Rests in cleare Arte , and secure Innocence . As thou , thy Muse is chast , on which no Rape Was ere by thee committed , Learnings Ape Is franticke imitation ; and the Bough That Crownes such Writers , withers on their brow : I gratulate thy Wedding ; Loue doth guide My friendly Muse , thus to salute thy Bride . William Habington .
To my deseruing friend Mr. Iames Shirley , vpon his Comedy , the Wedding . THou need'st not , friend , that any man for thee , Should to the World put in security . Thy Comedy is good ; 't will passe alone , And faire enough , without this ribbands showne Vpon the fore-head on 't : if high rays'd passion Temper'd with harmelesse mirth , in such sweet fashion , And with such harmony , as may inuite Two faculties of soule , and both delight Deserue an approbation , in mine eye , Such in iust value is this Comedy . Tho. May .
Of this Ingenious Comedy the Wedding . To Mr. Iames Shirley the Author . THE Bonds are equall , and the Marriage fit , Where iudgement is the Bride , the Husband wit ; Wit hath begot , and iudgement hath brought forth A noble issue , of delight , and worth , Growne in this Comedy to such a strength Of sweete perfection , as that not the length Of dayes , nor rage of mallice , can haue force To sue a nullity , or worke diuorce Betweene this well trim'd Wedding , and loud Fame , Which shall in euery age , renew thy Name . Iohn Ford .
The Wedding .
Actus Primi . Scoena Prima . Enter Sir Iohn Belfare , and Isaac his man , seruants bringing in Prouision . Belfare .

WEll done my Masters , yee bestirre your selues , I see we shall feast to morrow .

Ser.

Your worship shall want no Wood-cockes at the Wedding .

Isa.

Thou hast as many as thou canst carry , and thirteene to the last dozen .

Bel.

Isaac .

Isa.

Sir .

Bel.

Haue you beene carefull , to inuite those friends , you had direction for ?

Isa.

Yes sir , I haue beene a continuall motion euer since I rise . I haue not sayd my prayers to day .

Bel.

We shall want no guests then .

Isa.

I haue commanded most on 'em .

Bel.

How sir ?

Isa.

I ha' bid 'em sir , there 's two in my list , will not fayle to dine w' ee .

Bel.

Who are they ?

Isa.

Master Rawbone , the yong vsurer .

Bel. Oh hee s reported a good Trencher-man , He has a tall stomacke , he shall be welcome . Isa.

They say , he has made on Obligation to the Diuell , if euer he eate a good meale at his owne charge , his soule is forfeit .

Bel.

How does he liue liue ?

Isa.

Vpon his mony sir .

Bel.

He does not eate it .

Isa.

No the Diuell choake him , it were a golden age , if all the Vsurers in London should ha' no other dyet ; hee has a thingut waytes vpon him , I thinke , one of his bastards , be got vppon a spider , I hope to liue , to see 'em both drawne through a ring .

Bel.

Who is the other ?

Isa.

The other may be knowne too , the barrell at Heidelberg was the patterne of his belly , Master Lodam sir .

Bel.

Hee 's a great man indeede .

Isa.

Something giuen to the wast , for he liues within no reasonable compasse I 'm sure .

Bel.

They will be well met .

Isa.

But very ill matcht to draw a Coach , yet at prouender , there wil be scarce an Oate betweene the leane jade , and the fat Gelding .

Bel.

How liues he ?

Isa.

Religiously sir ; for hee that seedes well , must by consequence liue well , hee holds none can be dam'd but leane men , for fat men he sayes must needes bee sau'd by the faith of their body .

Enter Mr Beauford , and Captaine Landby . Bel.

Mr. Beauford and Captayne Landby : Isaac , call forth my Daughter .

Beau. Sir Iohn , I hope you make no stranger of me , To morrow , I shall change my title for Your sonne , soone as the holy rites shall make me The happy husband to your daughter , in the meane time It will become me wayte on her . Bel. I possesse nothing but in trust for thee , Gratiana makes all thine . Cap. I shall presume to follow . Bel. Your friendship noble Captaine to Mr. Beauford , Makes your person most welcome , Had you no other merit , pray enter . Exe. Bea. & Cap. Heauen hath already crownd my gray hayres ! I liue to see my daughter married To a noble husband , the enuye of our time , And exact patterne of a Gentleman , As hopefull as the Spring , I am growne proud , Euen in my age . Exit . Enter Marwood . Mar. Dost heare sirra ? Isa. I sirra . Mar. Is Master Beauford within ? Isa. No sir . Mar. I was inform'd he came hither , is he not here ? Isa. Yes sir . Mar. Thou sayst he 's not within . Is. No sir , but t is very like he wil be to morrow night sir . Mar. How is this ? Is. Would you haue him be within before he is married . Mar. Witty Groome , prethee inuite him forth ; say here 's a friend Is.

Now you talke of inuiting , I haue two or three guests to inuite yet : let me see .

Mar.

Why dost not mooue ?

Is.

And you make much adoe , i le inuite you : pray come to the . Wedding to morrow . Exit .

Enter Sir Iohn Belfare , Beauford , and Captaine . Bel.

T is hee .

Bea.

You were my happy prospect from the window , Coose you are a most welcome guest .

Bel.

Mr. Marwood , you haue beene a great stranger to the City , or my house for the course entertaynement you receiu'd , hath beene vnworthy of your visit .

Mar.

T was much aboue my desert sir : Captayne .

Cap.

I congratulate your returne .

Bel. Beauford , Gentlemen enter my house , And perfect your embraces there : I lead the way . Exit . Bea. Pray follow . Mar. Your pardon . Cap. We know you haue other habit , You were not wont to affect ceremony . Mar. & Bea whisper . Bea. How ? Cap. I do not like his present countenance , It does threaten somewhat ; I wo'd not prophesie . Bea. Good Captayne , Excuse my absence to our friends within , I haue affayres concernes me with my kinsman , Which done , we both returne to wayte on 'em . Cap. I shall sir . Bea. Now proceed . Mar. We are kinsmen . Bea. More we are friends . Mar. And shal I doubt to speak to Beauford any thing , My loue directs me to ? Bea. What needs this circumstance ? Wee were not wont to talke at such a distance , You appeare wild . Ma. I haue beene wilde indeede In my vngouernd youth , but ha' reclaimd it , And am to laden with the memory of former errours , That I desire to be confest . Bea. Confest ? I am no Gostly father . Ma. But you must heare , you may absolue mee too : Bea. If thou hast any discontentments prethee take other time For their discourse , I am in expectation of Marriage , I would not interrupt my ioyes . Ma. I must require your present hearing , A concernes vs both , as neere as fame , or life . Bea. Ha! what is it ? Ma. Wee shall haue opportunity at your lodging , The streetes are populous and full noise , So please you walke , I le wait one you . Bea. I me your seruant . Exeunt . Enter Iustice Landby , and Milisent . Iust. Milisent . Where 's my daughter ? Mil. In complement with Mr. Rawbone , who is newly entred sir . Iust. O there 's a peece of folly . A thing made vp of parchment and his bonds Are of more value then his soule and body , Were any man the purchaser , onely wise In his hereditary trade of vsury , Vnderstands nothing but a scriuener , As if he were created for no vse But to grow rich with intrest , to his ignorance , He ha's the gift , of being impudent , What will he grow to , if he liue , that is So young a monster ? Mil. With your fauour sir If you hold no better opinion of this Citizen It puzles , mee why you inuite him , to your house And entertainement , he pretending affection to your daughter , Pardon me sir if I seeme bold . Iust. As some men Milisent Do suffer spiders in their Chamber , while They count them profitable vermine . Mil. But he 's most like to scatter poyson sir , Your fame is precious , and your family Not mingling with corrupted streames , hath like An entire Riuer , still maintayn'd his current Chast , and delightfull . Iust. Sha't receiue my bosome , I le sooner match her with an Ethiope , Then giue consent , she should disgrace our blood ; And herein I but trye her strength of iudgement In giuing him accesse ; if she haue lost Remembrance of her birth , and generous thoughts , She suck'd from her dead mother , with my care I le striue to reinforce her natiue goodnesse , Or quite diuorse her from my blood : and Milisent I le vse your vigilance . Mil. Sir command . Iust. I will , Not vrge how I receiu'd you first a stranger , Nor the condition of your life , with me , Aboue the nature of a seruant , to Obliege your faith : I haue obserued thee honest . Mil. You are full of noble thoughts . Iust. Though I suspect not The obedience of my daughter , yet her youth Is apt to erre , let me employ your eye Vpon her still , and receiue knowledge from you , How she dispenceth fauours , you shall binde My loue the stronger to you . Mil. Sir , I shall be ambitions to deserue your fauour Withall the duties of a seruant , and I doubt not , but your Daughter is so full Of conscience , and care in the conformity Of her desires to your will , I shall Inrich my sight with obseruation , And make my intelligence happy . Enter Cameleon . Iust. How now : what 's he ? Mil. T is Mr. Rawbones squire . Cam. Pray is not my Masters worship here ? Iust. Your Masters worship ! What 's that , his Spaniell ? Cam. No sir , but a thing that does follow him . Iust. In what likenesse , I hope he does not conuerse with spirits . Cam. Hee le not entertayne an Angell , But he will weigh him first , indeede I am all the spirits that belong to him . Mil. So I thinke , but none of his familiar . Iust. What 's thy name ? Cam. Cameleon . Iust. Good ; didst euer eate ? Cam. Yes once . Iust. And then thou caught'st a surfeit , thou couldst nere endure meate since : wer 't euer christned . Cam. Yes twice , first in my infancy , And the last time about a yeare agoe , When I should haue beene prentise to an Anabaptist . Iust. Does thy Master loue thee ? Cam. Yes , for , and I would gold I might haue it , But my stomacke would better digest beefe , or mutton , If there be any such things in nature . Mil. Here is his Master sir , and Mistris Iane . Enter Rawbone , and Iane . Raw.

How now Cameleon , hast din'd ?

Cam. Yes sir , I had a delicate fresh ayre to dinner . Raw.

And yet thou lookst as thou hadst eate nothing this se'night , here prouide me a Capon , and halfe a dozen of Pidgeons to supper , and when will your worship come home , and tast my Hospitality .

Ian.

When you please sir ,

Raw. Yet now I thinke on 't , I must feede more sparingly . Ian.

More liberally in my opinion .

Raw.

Would not any body in the world thinke so ? did you euer see two such eare-wigges as my man and I : doe wee not looke like .

Ian.

I thinke the picture of eyther o' your faces in a ring , with a Memento mors , would be as sufficient a mortification , as lying with an Anotomy .

Raw.

The reason why wee are so leane and consum'd , is nothing , but eating too much : Cameleon now I thinke on 't , let the Pygeons alone , the Capon will bee enough for thee and I .

Cam.

The rumpe would last vs a se'night .

Raw.

I tell you forsooth , I ha brought my selfe so low , with a great dyet , that I must be temperate , or the Doctor sayes there 's no way but one wo 'me .

Cam.

That 's not the way of all flesh I 'm sure .

Raw.

It is a shame to say , what we eate euery day .

Ian.

I thinke so .

Cam.

By this hand : if it would beare an oath : wee haue had nothing this two dayes but halfe a Larke ; which by a mis-chance the Cat had kild too , the Cage being open : I will prouide my belly another Master .

Iust.

Now I le interrupt em Master Rawbone .

Raw. I hope your Worship will repinie my boldnesse , T is out of loue to your daughter . Iust.

Sir , I haue a businesse to you , a friend of mine vpon some necessity would take vp a hundred pounds .

Raw.

I le pawne some ounces to pleasure him .

Iust.

It is more friendly sayd then I expected .

Raw. So he bring me good security , some three or Foure , or fiue sufficient and able Citizens , for Mortalities sake , i le lend it him . Iust.

Will you not take an honest mans word .

Raw.

Few words to the wise , I will take any mans word to owe me a hundred pound , but not a Lords to pay me fifty .

Iust.

Well : t is curtesie .

Raw.

He shall pay nothing to me but lawfull consideration from time to time , beside the charges of th' ensealing , because he is your friend .

Iust.

This is extreamity , can you require more ?

Raw.

More ? what s eight in the hundred to me ? my Scriuenes knowes , I haue taken forty and fifty in the hundred vijs̄ and modis of my owne kins-men , when they were in necessity .

Iust. I apprehend the fauour . Enter Isaac . How now Isaac ? Is.

My master commends his loue to you sir , and does desire your presence together with your Daughter and Nephew , at the arraignement of my young mistresse to morrow .

Iust.

How knaue ?

Is.

Shee is to be married or arraign'd , i th' morning , and at night to suffer execution and loose her head .

Iust.

Returne our thankes , and say wee 'le waite vppon the Bride Iane . Exeunt Iustice and Iane .

Is.

Deare Master Rawbone , I doe beseech you bee at these Sessions .

Raw.

Thou didst inuite me before .

Is.

I know it , but our Cocke has a great minde , that sentence should likewise passe vppon the roast , the boyld , and the bak'd , and hee feares vnlesse you be a Commissioner , the meate will hardly bee condemn'd to morrow , so that I can neuer often enough desire your stomacke to remember , you will come .

Raw.

Dost thinke I won't keepe my word ?

Is.

Alas , wee haue nothing , but good cheere to entertayne you , I beseech you sir howsoeuer to feast with us , though you goe away after dinner .

Raw.

There 's my hand —

Isa.

I thanke you .

Raw.

Is master Iustice gone , and mistresse Iane too ? follow me Cameleon . I le take my leaue when I come agen .

Mil.

Isaac .

Isa.

My little wit , thou wo't come with thy master tomorrow , I le reserue a bottle of wine to warme thy sconce .

Mil.

I cannot promise .

Isa.

If I durst stay three minutes , I would venture a cup with thee ir h' buttery , but t is a busie time at home : Farewell Milisent . Exit .

Mil. Marriage as much ioy waite vpon the Bride , As the remembrance of it brings me sorrow , A woman has vndone me , when I dye A Coffin will enclose this misery . Exit . Enter Beauford and Marwood . Beau. You prepare me for some wonder . Mar. I doe : And ere I come to the period of my Story , Your vnderstanding will admire . Beau. Teach my soule the way . Mar. I am not Cose i th' number of those friends Come to congratulate your present marriage . Beau. Ha ? Mar. I am no flatterer , the blood you carry Doth warme my veines , yet could nature be Forgetfull and remoue it self , the loue I owe your merit , doth oblige me , to Relation of a truth which else would fire My bosome with concealement . I am come To deuide your soule , rauish all your pleasures , Poyson the very ayre maintaynes your breathing , You must not marry . Beau. Must not ? though as I Am mortall I may be compeld within A payre of minutes to turne ashes , yet My soule already Bride-groome to her vertue , Shall laugh at Death that would vnmarry vs , And call her mine eternally . Mar. Death is A mockery to that diuorce I bring , Come you must not loue her . Beau, Did I hope thou couldst Giue me a reason , I would aske one . Mar. Do not , I will too soone arriue , and make you curse Your knowledge , couldst exchange thy temper for An angels , at the hearing of this reason , 'T would make you passionate , and turne man agen . Beau. Can there be reason for a sinne so great , As changing my affection from Gratiana ? Name it , and reach me how to be a monster , For I must loose humanity , oh Marwood , Thou leadst me into a Wildernesse , she is — Mar. False , sinnefull , a blacke soule she has . Bea. Thou hast a hell about thee , and thy language Speakes thee a Diuell , that to blast her innocence Dost belch these vapours : to say thou lyest , Were to admit , thou hast but made in this A humane errour , when thy sinne hath aym'd The fall of goodnesse . Gratiana false ? The snow shall turne a Salamander first And dwell in fire ; the ayre retreate , and leaue An emptinesse in nature , angels bee Corrupt , and brib'd by mortals sell their charity Her innocence is such , that wert thou Marwood For this offence condemn'd to lodge in flames , It would for euer cure thy burning feauer , If with thy sorrow thou procure her shed One teare vpon thee , now , thou art lost for euer , And arm'd thus , though with thousand furies guarded , I reach thy heart . Drawes : Mar Stay Beauford , Since you dare be so confident of her chastity Heare me conclude , I bring no idle fable Patcht vp betweene suspition , and report Of scandalous tongues , my eares were no assurance To conuince me without my eyes . Bea. What horror ! Be more particular : Mar. I did prophesie , That it would come to this , for I haue had A tedious strugling with my nature , but The name of friend ore-ballanc'd the exception : Forgiue me Ladies , that my loue to man Hath power to make me guilty of such language , As with it , must betray a womans honour : Bea. You torture me , be briefe . Mar. Then , though it carry shame to the reporters , Forgiue me heauen , and witnesse an vnwelcome truth . Bea. Stay , I am too hasty for the knowledge Of something thou prepar'st for my destruction , May I not thinke what t is , and kill my selfe ? Or at least by degrees , with apprehending Some strange thing done , infect my fancy with Opinion first , and so dispose my selfe To death ? I cannot , when I thinke of Gratiana I enterrayne a heauen : the worst , I le heare it . Mar. It will enlarge it selfe too soone , receiue it ; I haue enioyd her . Bea. Whom ? Mar. Gratiana sinnefully , before your loue Made she and you acquainted . Bea. Ha ? th' ast kept thy word thou canst so poison all My comfort . Mar. Your friendship I ha preferred To my owne fame , and but to saue you from A lasting shipwrack , noble Beauford , thinke It should haue rotted here , she that will part With Virgin honour , nere should wed the heart . Bea. Was euer woman good , and Gratiana Vitious ? lost to honour ? at the instant When I expected all my Haruest ripe . The golden Summer tempting me to reape The well growne eares , comes an impetuous storme Destroyes an ages hope in a short minute , And lets me liue , the copy of mans frailty : Surely , some one of all the female sexe , Engrost the vertues , and fled hence to Heauen , Left woman-kind dissemblers . Mar. Sir , make vse Of reason , t is a knowledge should reioyce you , Since it does teach you to preserue your selfe . Bea. Enioyd Gratiana sinnefully , t is a sound Able to kill with horror ; it infects The very aire , I see it like a mist Dwell round about , that I could vncreate My selfe , or be forgotten , no remembrance That euer I lou'd woman : I haue no Genius left to instruct me — it growes late : Within — Waite o' my kinsman to his Chamber , I shall desire your rest , pray giue me leaue To thinke a little — Mar. Cosen : I repent I haue beene so open breasted , since you make This seuere vse on 't , and afflict your minde With womanish sorrow , I haue but caution'd you Against a danger , out of my true friendship : Prosper me goodnesse as my ends are noble : Good-night , collect your selfe , and be a man . Exit . Bea. And why may not a kinsman be a Vilaine ? Perhaps he loues Gratiana , and enuying My happinesse , doth now traduce her chastity To find this out , time will allow but narrow Limits : His last words bad me be a man . A man ? yes I haue my soule , t' does not become A manly resolution to be tame thus , And giue vp the opinion of his mistresse For one mans accusat on ; — ha : i th' morning ? Proper . Yes Marwood I will be a man : His sword , shall eyther make past the sence Of this affliction . or mine enforce A truth from him , if thou beest wrongd Gratiana I le ye thy Martyr , but if false , in this I gayne to dye , not liue a sacrifice . Exit .
Actus Secundi . Scena Prima . Enter Cardona , and Isaac . Car. To the Taylors man , runne . Isa. To the Taylors man , Why not to his master ? Car. The Wedding cloathes not brought Home yet , fie , fie . Isa.

W'o would trust of womans Taylor , take measure so long before of a Gentle-woman , and not bring home his commodity , there 's no conscience in 't .

Car.

The arrant Shoe-maker too .

Isa.

Master Hide , is not he , come yet I cald vppon him yester-day , to make hast of my Mistresses shoes , and he told me , he was about the vpper leather , he would be at her heeles presently , I left his foot in the stirrop , I thought he would haue rid post after me .

Car.

Prethee Isaac , make hast , how tedious th' art , hast not thou beene there yet .

Isa.

Oh yes , and here agen , de' e not see me , you are so light your selfe .

Car.

As thou goest , call vpon Cod the Perfumer , tell him he vses vs sweetly , has not brought home the gloues yet . — and dost heare ? when th' art at the Peacocke remember to call for the sprig , by the same token I left my fanne to be mended : — and dost heare ? when th' art there , t is but a little out of the way , to runne to the Diuell , and bid the Vintener make hast with the runlets of Claret , we shall ha no time to burne it .

Isa.

You need not if it come from Diuell , me-thinkes that Wine should burne it selfe .

Car.

Runne I prethee .

Isa.

Taylors , Shoe-makers , Perfumers , Feather-makers , and the Diuell and all , what a many occupations does a woman runne through , before she is married . Exit .

Car.

Fye vpon 't what a perplexity is about a Wedding , I might haue beene thus troubled for a child of my owne , if good lucke had seru'd .

— Within . Cardona . Car.

I come Lady-bird . Exit .

Enter Beauford and Marwood . Mar. Was this your purpose . Bea, This place of all the Park affords most priuacy . Nature has plac'd the trees to imitate A Roman Amphitheater . Mar. We must be the sword-players . Bea. Draw , imagine all These trees were Cypresse , the companions of Our funerall , for one or both must go To a darke habitation , me-thinkes We two , are like to some vnguided men , That hauing wandred all the day in a Wild vnknowne path , at night walke downe into A hollow grot , a caue which neuer Starre Durst looke into , made in contempt of light By nature , which the Moone did neuer yet Be-friend with any melancholy beame : Oh Cosen thou hast led me , where I neuer Shall see day moue . Mar. This is the way to make it A night indeede , but if you recollect Your selfe , I brought you beames to let you see The horror of that darknesse you are going to , By marrying with Gratiana . Bea. That name Awakes my resolution , consume not Thy breath too idly , th' ast but a small time For th' use om 't , eyther employ it in the vnsaying Thy wrong to Gratiana , or thou hastens Thy last minute . Mar. I must tell Beauford them , He is vngratefull to returne so ill My friendship , haue I vnder-valued My shame in the relation of a truth , To make the man I woo'd preserue , my enemy : Why dost thou tempt thy destiny with so Much sinne ? dost thinke I were a sword I dare Not manage ? or that I can be inforc'd To a reuolt ? I am no Rebell Beauford : Againe I must confirme Gratianaes honour Stain'd , the treasures of her chastity Rifled , and lost , t was my vnhappinesse To haue added that , vnto my other sinnes i th' wildnesse of my blood , which thou mayst punish . Bea. Thou hast repeated , but the same in Substance touching Gratiana . Mar. Truth is euer constant Remaines vpon her square , firme , and vnshaken . Beau. If what thou hast affirm'd be true , why should We fight , be cruell to our selues , indanger Our eternity , for the errour of One frayle woman ? let our swords expect A nobler cause . What man hath such assurance In any womans faith , that he should runne A desperate hazard of his soule ? I know Women are not borne angels , but created With passion and temper like to vs , And men are apt to erre , and louse themselues Caught with the soule of wanton beauty , fetterd Euen with their mistresses haire Mar. I like this well . aside . Beau. He has a handsome presence and discourse , Two subtle charmes to tempt a womans frailty , Who must be gouern'd by their eye or eare To loue , beside my kinsman hath beene taxt . For being too prompt in wantonnesse , this confirmes it Then farwell woman kind . Mar. This does become you . Bea. Why should we fight , our letting blood wo'not Cure her , and make her honour white agen : We are friends , repent thy sinne , and marry her . Mar. Whom ? Beau. Gratiana . Mar. How Sir , marry her ? Bea. Why canst tho adde to it another crime , By a refusing to repayre the ruines Of that chast temple , thou hadst violated ? Her Virgin tapers are by thee extinct , No odour of her chastity , which once Gaue a perfume to Heauen , and and did refresh Her innocent soule , they that haue spoyld virginity , Do halfe restore the treasures they tooke thence By sacred marriage . Mar. Marriage , with whom ? Bea. Gratiana . Mar. Should I marry a whore ? Bea. Thou lyest , and with a guilt vpon thy soule , Able to sinke thee to damnation , drawes againe . I le send thee hence ; a whore ? what woman Was euer bad enough to deserue that name ? Salute some natiue fury , or a wretch Condemn'd already to hells tortures by it , Not Gratiana ; th' ast awakned iustice , And giuen it eyes to see thy treachery , The depth of thy malicious heart , that word , hath Dis-inchanted me . Mar. Are you serious ? Bea. How haue I fin'd in my credulity 'Gainst vertue , all this while ? what charme bound vp My vnderstanding part , I should admit A possibility , for her to carry So blacke a soule ; though all her sexe beside Had fallen from their creation ? thou hast Not life enough to forfeit , what an aduantage To fame and goodnesse had beene lost . Mar. Will you fight ? Beau. Wert thou defenc'd with circular fire , more Subtle then the lightning , that I knew would rauish My heart , and marrow from me , yet I should Neglect the danger , and but singly arm'd , Flye to reuenge thy calumny : a whore — come on sir . Th' art wounded : ha ? Fight . Mar. Mortally , flye Beauford , saue thy selfe , I hasten to the dead . Beau. Oh stay a while , or thou wilt loose vs both , Thy wound I cannot call backe , now there is No dallying with heauen , but thou pulst on thee Double confusion , leaue a truth behind thee , As thou wouldst hope rest to thy parting soule , Hast thou not wrong'd Gratiana ? Mar. Yes , in my lust , but not in my report , Take my last breath , I sinfully enioy'd her , One hollows within . Gratiana is a blotted peece of alablaster : Farewell least some betray thee , heauen forgiue My offence , as I do freely pardon thine . Beau. I cannot long suruiue , — Is there no hope thou maist recouer ? Mar. Oh! Beau. Farewell for euer then , with thy short breath May all thy ills conclude , mine but beginne To muster , life and I shall quickly part , I feele a sorrow will breake Beaufords heart . Exit . Enter Keeper and Seruant . Ser. There are Cony-stealers abroad sir . Keeper . These whorson Rabbet suckers Will nere leaue the ground . Ser. In my walke last night , I frighted some on em . Pox a these vermin , would they were all destroy'd . Keeper . So we may chance to keepe no Deere . Ser. Why so ? Kee. An old Cony stops a knaues mouth somtimes . That else would be gaping for Venison . Mar. Oh . Keeper . Whos 's that ? Seruant . Here 's a Gentle-man wounded . Keeper . Ha ? Seruant . He has bled much . Keeper . How came you hurt sir ? no , Not speake ? if he be not past hope , let vs Carry him to my lodge , my wife is a Peece of a Surgeon , has beene fortunate In some cures : teare a peece of thy shirt Raph , To bind his wound quickly : — so , so , alas Poore Gentle-man , he may hue to be drest , and tell Who has done this mis-fortune : gently Exe. carry him in . Honest Raph , he has some breath yet : Would I had my blood-hound here . Enter Sir Iohn Belfare Iustice Landby , and his daughter Iane , Isaac waiting . Bel. Y' are welcome Mr Landby , and mistresse Iane . Where 's the young Captayn sir your Nephew ? Iust He went betimes to waite vpon the Bridgroome . Bel. They are inseperable friends , as they had Diuided hearts , they both are glad , when eyther Meete a good fortune . Iane . I le be bold to see your daughter . Bel. Do mistresse Iane , she has Her maides blush yet , she 'le make you amends for this , And ere 't be long I hope ' dance at your wedding . Exit Iane . Iust. I wish you many ioyes sir by this marriage : Your daughter ha made discreet election , She 'le haue a hopefull Gentle-man . Bel. Master Landby , It would refresh my age to see her fruitful to him , I should finde a blessing for a young Beauford , and be glad to dandle him , the First newes of a boy borne by my daughter Would set me backe seauen yeares : O Master Landby , Old men do neuer truely doate , vntill Their children bring em babies . Enter Mr. Rawbone , and Hauer as his seruant . Isa. Master Rawbone , I le be bold to present you With a peece of Rose-mary , we ha such cheere . Raw. Honest Isaac . Isa. Pray do you belong to Master Rawbone ? Hau Yes sir . Isa. You haue eate something in your dayes . Hau. Why prethee ? Isa Nothing , nothing , D' ee vnderstand nothing , you shall eate nothing : Vnlesse some Benefactors like my master , In pitty of your bellies once a yeare Do warme it with a dinner , you must neuer Hope to see rost , of sod ; he has within This twelue month to my knowledge Made seauen men immortall . Hau. How ? Isa. Yes , he has made spirits on em , And they haunt such mens houses as my masters , Spirits a th' buttery , let me counsell yee To cram your corpes to day , for by his Almanacke There 's a long Lent a comming . Bel. Neuer see me , But when you are inuited . Raw. 'Las I had Rather eate a peece of cold Capon at home , Than be troublesome abroad . I hope forsooth Mistresse Iane is as she shud be . Iust She is in health : Bel. Y 'aue a fresh seruant master Rawbone , A proper fellow , and maintaines himselfe Hansomely . Raw. And he wod not ha maintain'd Himselfe , I had neuer entertaind him . Isa. Where 's Cameleon ? Raw. I ha preferr'd him Isaac . Isa. How ? Raw. Turnd him away last night , And tooke this stripling . Enter Captaine . Cap. Morrow sir Iohn , where is the early Bridegroom ? Iust. Came not you from him ? Bel. We expect him sir , euery minute . Cap. Not yet come ? his seruants told me He went abroad before the morning blusht . Rel. We ha not seene him , pray heauen He be in health . Cap. I wonder at his absence . Raw. Captayne Landby , young man of war , I do Salute thee with a broad-side . Cap. D' ee heare , they Say you come a woing to my Cosen , That day you marry her , i le cut your throate , Keep 't to your selfe . Hau. Thou art a noble fellow ; things may prosper . Cap. You come hither to wish God giue em ioy now . Raw. Yes marry do I . Cap. You do lye , you come to Scoure your durty maw with the good cheere , Which will be dam'd in your leane Barathrum , That kitchin-stuffe deuourer . Raw. Why shud you Say so Captaine ? my belly did nere thinke You any harme . Cap. When it does vomit vp thy heart I le prayse it , in the meane time would Euery bit thou eatst to day , were steept In Aqua fortis . Raw. What is that Iasper ? Hau. It is strong water . Raw. Noble Captayne , thankes yfaith hartily : I was afraid you had beene angry . Cap. I le ha thee sow'd vp in a Mony-bagge , and boyld to ielly . Raw. You shall ha me at your seruice , And my bags too , vpon good security : Is not this better then quarrelling , Iasper , — Enter Cardona . Car.

Is not the Bride-groome come yet , sure he has ouer slept himselfe , there is nothing but wondring within , all the maydes are in vprore , one sayes he is a slow thing , another sayes , she knowes not what to say , but they all conclude , if euer they marry , they 'le make it in their bargaine to be sure of all things before matrimony , fie vpon him , if I were to be his wife , i 'de shew him a tricke for 't , ere a yeare came about , or it should cost me a fall , I warrant him . Exit .

Iust. Sir Iohn y' are troubled . Bel. Can you blame me sir : I would not haue our mornings expectation Frustrate — I know not what to thinke . Iust. Sir , feare not . Bel. The morne growes old . Iust. Himen has long tapers . Bel. What should procure his absence ; he departed But odly yester-day . Cap. Marwood had engag'd him , They promis'd to returne . Bel. But we see neither . Iust. They 'le come together , make it not your feare , Beauford 's a Gentle-man , and cannot be Guilty of doing such affront , vnlesse Some mis-fortune — Bel. That 's another iealousie . Enter Lodam , Cameleon waiting vpon him . Lod. Where is Sir Iohn Belfare ? Bel. Ha ? Master Lodam , Welcome . Lod. I congratulate . — Bel. Saw you master Beauford sir . Lod. Yes I saw him , but — Iust. But what ? Lod. I know not how he does , Where is the Lady that must be vndone to night , Your daughter ? Bel. My daughter vndone , name what vnhappines , My heart already doth beginne to prophesie How unkind fate , name what disaster , giue it Expression pray , what is the newes ? Lod. The newes ? Why wo'd yee know the newes ? t is none a' ch best . Iust. Be temperate then in your relation . Bel. What is t ? Lod. They say for certayne , There were foure and twenty Colliers cast away , Comming from New-Castle t is cold newes i th' Citty , But there is worse newes abroad . Bel. Doth it concerne my knowledge ? trifle not . Lod. They say that Canary sacke , must dance Agen to the Apothecaries , and be sold for Physicke , in hum-glasses , and thimbles , that the Spaw-water must be transported hither , and Be drunke insteed of French wines : For my part , I am but one . Hau. Big enough for two . Lod. This citadell may endure as long a siege As another , if the pride of my flesh must be Puld downe , farewell it t' has done me Seruice this forty yeare : let it goe . Bel. Saw you master Beauford ? Lod. Yes Sir Iohn , I saw him but — t was three dayes agoe . Cap. Hee is ridiculous . Iust. Doe not afflict your selfe , He will giue a faire account at his returne . Bel. Pray heauen hee may : Enter Gratiana , Iane , and Cardona . My daughter . Raw. Sir , I desire to be acquainted with you . Lod. I haue no stomacke sir to your acquaintance , You are a thought too leane . Raw. And you a bit too fat . Bel. Dost not wonder girle at Beaufords absence ? Grats. Not at all sir , I am not now to learne Opinion of his noblenesse ; and I hope Your iudgements will not permit you sinne so much To censure him for this stay . Faire morning To master Landby , noble Captaine , master Lodam , and the rest . Raw. I am so little She cannot see me , giue you ioy forsooth , I hope it is your destiny to be married . Cap. And yours to bee hang'd . Raw. How sir . Hau. No harme , He wishes you long life . Raw. A long halter he does , What to bee hang'd . Hau. Las sir he knows you ha no flesh to burden you , Light at a feather , hanging will nere kill you , If he had wish'd sir master Lodam hang'd . Raw. Then , i le to him and thanke him ; But here 's mistresse Iane . Cap. You shal command me as your seruant . — sirra . Exit . As he goes out , he sees Rawb . court Iane . Raw. I did but aske her how she did , I sayd Neuer a word to her : Pox vpon his bounsing I am as fearefull of him as of a Gun , He does so powder me . Grati. We haue not seene You sir , this great while , you fall away me-thinkes . Lod Loosing Lodam I . Grati. You are not the least welcome sir . Lod.

I do giue you great thanke , and do meane to dance at your Wedding for 't , I doe maruaile Master Beauford is not earlier , I shud ha beene here with musique Lady , and haue fidled you too , before you were vp , these leane Louers , ha nothing in em , slow men of London .

Bel.

Gratiana . Lod spies Iane .

Lod.

Who 's this ? shee has a mortall eye .

Isa.

Cameleon ? How now turn'd away your master .

Cam.

No , I sold my place ; as I was thinking to runne away , comes this fellow , and offered me a breake-fast for my good will to speake to my Master for him , I tooke him at his word , and resigned my Office , and turn'd ouer my hunger to him immediately ; now I serue a man , Isaac .

Bel.

Isaac . — Exit Isaac as sent off .

Lod. I do fore-see a fall of this tower already , Loue beginnes to vnder-mine it . Mistresse , a word in priuate . Raw. Iasper has 't a sword . Hau. Yes sir . Raw. That 's well , let it alone : Didst see this paunch affront me ? Hau. He did it in loue to the Gentle-woman . Raw. In loue ? let me see the sword agen . Drawes . Wo'd t were in his belly — put it vp , Thou deserust a good blade , t is so well kept . Enter Isaac . Isa. Master Beauford , master Beauford . Bel. Where ? Isa. Hard by , within a stones cast a my Mistresse , here sit here . Enter Beauford . Grat. My deerest Beauford , where hast bin so long ? Bea. Oh Gratiana . Grat. Are you not in health ? Bel. Not well , t is then no time to chide : How fare you sir ? Bea. I haue a trouble at my heart : pardon The trespasse o' your patience Gentle-men , He publish the occasion of my absence , So first , you giue me leaue , to vnlade it here ; But with your fauour , I desire I may Exempt all eares , but Gratianaes , till A short time ripen it for your knowledge . Bel. Ha ? Iust. Let s leaue 'em then a while . Bel. Into the Garden Gentle-men . Raw. With all my heart : In my conscience the ' I le be honest together . Bel. This begets my wonder , master Lodam . Lod. Good sir Iohn , i le waite vpon you , It is dinner time . Exeunt . Bea. I haue not time to dwell on circumstance , I come to take my last leaue , you and I Must neuer meete agen . Grat. What language do I heare , If Beauford it should strike me dead ? Bea. This day , I had design'd for marriage , but I must Pronounce wee are eternally diuorc'd : Oh Gratiana , thou hast made a wound Beyond the cure of Surgery , why did nature Empty her treasure in thy face , and leaue thee A blacke prodiglous soule ? Grat. Defend me goodnesse ! Bea. Call vpon darknesse , to obscure thee rather , That neuer more thou maist be seene by mortall , Get thee some dwelling in a mist , or in A wild forsaken earth , a Wildernesse , Where thou maist hide thy selfe , and dye forgotten . Grat. Where was I lost name what offence prouok'd This heauy doome , deare Beauford , be not so Iniust , to sentence me , before I know What is my crime , or if you will not tell What sinne it is , I haue committed , great , And horrid , as your anger ; let me study , I le count em all before you , neuer did Penitent , in confession , strip the soule More naked , i le vnclaspe my booke of conscience , You shall read ore my heart , and if you finde In that great Volume , but one single thought Which concern'd you , and did not end with some Good prayer for you : Oh be iust and kill me . Bea. Be iust , and tell thy conscience , th' ast abus'd it False woman , why dost thou increase thy horror ? By the obscuring a mis-deed , which wo'd Were all thy other sinnes forgiuen , vndo thee Oh Gratiana , thou art . — Grat. What am I ? Bea. A thing I would not name , it sound so fearfully , 'T would make a Diuell blush , to be saluted By that , which thou must answere to . Grat. I feare — Bea. That feare betrayes thy guilt , tell me Gratiana What didst thou see in me to make thee thinke I was not worthy of thee , at thy best And richest value , when thou were as white In soule , as beauty ? for sure , once thou wert so : Hadst thou so cheape opinion of my birth , My breeding , or my fortunes , that none else Could serue for propertie of your lust , but I ? Grat. Deare Beauford heare me . Bea. A common father to thy sinne-got issue , A patron of thy rifled , vnchast wombe ? Oh thou wert cruell , to reward so ill The heart that truely honor'd thee : thy name Which sweetn'd once the breath of him that spake it , And musically charm'd the gentle eare ; Shall sound here-after like a Screech-owles note , And fright the hearer ; Virgins shall lament That thou hast sham'd their chast society , And oft as Himen lights his tapers vp , At the remembrance of thy name , shed teares , And blush for thy dishonour : from this minute , Thy friends shall count thee desperately sicke , And whensoere thou goest abroad , that day The maides and matrons , thinking thou art dead , And going to the graue , shall all come forth And waite like mourners on thee . Grat. Ha yee done ? Then heare me a few sillables , you haue Suspition that I am dishonourd . Bea. No , By heauen I haue not , I haue too much knowledge To suspect thee sinnefull , but in the assurance Of it , I must disclayme thy heart for euer : Gratiana my opinion of thy whitenesse Hath made my soule , as blacke as thine already ; Weepe till thou wash away thy staine , and then , i th' other world , we two , may meete agen . Exit . Grat. Weepe inward eyes , hither your streames impart , For sure , I haue teares enough , to drowne my heart . Exit .
Actus Tertij . Scena Prima . Enter Beauford and Captayne . Cap. You amaze me Beauford , Gratiana false ? I shall suspect the truth of my conception , And thinke all women monsters , though I neuer Lou'd with that neerenesse of affection To marry any , yet I mourne they should Fall from their vertue , why may not Marwood Iniure her goodnesse ? Beau. What , and damme his soule ? Shall I thinke any with his dying breath Would shipwracke his last hope ? he mixt it with His praiers , when in the streame of his owne blood , His soule was lanching forth . Cap. That circumstance takes away al suspition agen , Where left you Marwood ? Bea. I' the Parke . Cap. Quite dead ? Beau. Hopelesse , his weapon might haue proued so happy , To haue released me of a burthen too ; And but that man-hood , and the care of my Eternity forbids , I would force out That which but wearies me to carry it , Vnwelcome life ? Cap. Would he were buried , My feares perplex me for you ; though none see You fight , the circumstance must needes Betray you : what 's he . Enter a Surgeon . Sur. I would borrow your eare in priuate . Beau. We are but one to heare , his loue hath Made him ? to great a part of my affliction : Speake it . Sur. The body is taken thence . Beau. Ha . Sur. I cannot be deceiued sir : I beheld Too plaine a demonstration of the place ; But he that suffred such a losse of blood , Had not enough to maintayne life till this time , Which way so ere his body was conuey'd : I must conclude it short liu'd , I am sorry I could not serue you . Beau. Sir , — I thanke you , You deserue I should be gratefull : giues him mony . It must be so — Exit Surgeon . Cap. What fellow 's this ? Beau. A Surgeon . Cap. Dare you trust him ? Beau. Yes , with my life . Cap. You haue done that already in your discouery . Pray heauen he prooue your friend . You must resolue for flight , ye shall take ship — Beau. Neuer . Cap. Will you ruine your selfe ? there 's no security — Beau. There is not Captayne , Therefore I le not change my ayre . Cap. How ? Beau. Vnlesse thou canst instruct me how to fly from My selfe , for wheresoeuer else I wander , I shall but carry my accuser with me . Cap Are you mad ? Beau. I haue heard in Affricke , is a tree , which tasted By trauailers , it breedes forgetfulnesse Of their Country , canst direct me thither ? Yet 't were in vaine , vnlesse it can extinguish , And drowne the remembrance I am Beauford : No — I le not moue , let those poore things that dare not Dye , obey their feares , I will expect my fate here . Cap. This is wildnesse , A desperate folly , pray be sensible : — Whos 's this , t is Gratiana . Enter Gratiana with a Cabinet of Iewels . Bea. Ha , farwell . Cam. You shall stay now a little . Bea. I will not heare an accent , I shall loose My memory , be charmed into beliefe That she is honest with her voyce , I dare not Trust my frailty with her . Cam. She speakes nothing , Is all a weeping Nyobe , a statue , Or in this posture , doth shee not present A water Nymph , placed in the midst of some Faire Garden , like a Fountaine to dispence Her Christal streames vpon the flowers ? which cannot But so refresht , looke vp , and seeme to smile Vpon the eyes that feed em : Will she speake ? Grat. Though by the effusion of my teares , you may Conclude , I bring nothing but sorrow with me , Yet heare me speake , I come not to disturbe Your thoughts , or with one bold and daring language Say how vniust you make my sufferings : I know not what Hath raised this mighty storme to my destruction , But I obey your doome , and after this , Will neuer see you more . First I release And giue you back your vowes ; with them , your hart , Which I had lock'd vp in my owne , and cherisht Better , mine I 'm sure does bleed to part with 't , All that is left of yours , this Cabinet Deliuers backe to your possession , There 's euery iewell you bestowed upon me , The pledges once of loue . Bea. Pray keepe em . Grat. They are not mine , since I haue lost the opinion Of what I was , indeed I haue nothing else , I would not keepe the kisses , once you gaue me , If you would let me pay them backe againe . Beau. All women is a laborinth , we can , Measure the height of any starre , point out All the dimensions of the earth , examine The Seas large wombe , and sounds its subtle depth , But arte will nere be able to finde out , A demonstration of a womans heart , Thou hast enough vndone me , make me not More miserable , to beleeue thou canst be vertuous : Farwell , enioy you this , I shall finde out Another roome to weepe in . Exit . Cap. Lady I would aske you a rude question : Are you a maide ? Grat. Do I appeare so Monstrous ? no man will Beleeue my iniury : has heauen forgot To protect innocence , that all this while It hath vouchsafed no miracle , to confirme A Virgins honour ? Cap. I am answered : I do beleeue shee s honest ; Oh that I could But speake with Marwoods ghost now , and thou beest In hell , I 'de meete thee halfe way , to conuerse One quarter of an houre with thee , to know The truth of all things , thy Diuell Iaylour May trust thee without a waiter , he has security For thy damnation in this sinne alone , I me full of pitty now , and spite of man-hood Cannot forbeare , come Lady , I am confident , I know not which way — that y' are vertuous — Pray walke with mee , i le tell you the whole story ; For yet you know not your accuser . Grat. I am an exile hence , and cannot walke Out of my way , Beauford farwell , may Angels Dwell round about thee , liue vntill thou find , When I am dead , thou hast bin too vnkind . Exeunt . Enter Milisent and Mistris Iane . Iane . May I beleeue thee Milisent , that my father Though hee giue such respect to him I hate , Intenes no marriage ? thou hast releast My heart of many feares , that I was destin'd To be a sacrifice . Mil. It had beene sinne That Milisent should suffer you perplexe Your noble soule , when it did consist in His discouery , to giue a freedome To your labouring thoughts , t is now no more a secret , Your father makes a triall of your nature , By giuing him such countenance . Iane . What thankes shall I giue ? Mil. Your vertue hath both vnseal'd My bosome , and rewarded me . Iane Oh Milisent : Thou hast deseru'd my gratitude ; and I cannot But in exchange of thy discouery Giue to thy knowledge , what I should tremble To let another heare ; for I dare trust thee with it . Mil. If I haue any skill In my owne nature , shall nere deceiue Your confidence , and thinke my selfe much honor'd , So to be made your treasurer . Iane . T is a treasure , And all the wealth I haue , my life , the summe Of all my ioyes on earth , and the expectation Of future blessings too depend vpon it . Mil. Can I be worthy of so great a trust ? Iane . Thou art , and shalt receiue it , for my heart Is willing to discharge it selfe into thee : Oh Milisent ! though my father would ha beene So cruell to his owne , to haue wished me marry Him , t was not in the power of me obedience To giue consent to 't , for my loue already Is dedicate to one , whose worth hath made Me , but his steward of it , and although His present fortune doth ecclipse his lustre , With seeming condition of a seruant , He has a minde deriued from honour , and May boast himselfe a Gentle-man : is not Thy vnderstanding guilty of the person I point at ? sure thou canst not choose but know him . Mil. Not I . Enter Hauer . Iane . Then looke vpon him Milisent . Mil. Ha ? Hau. My master , mistresse Iane sent me before , To say , be comes to visite you . Iane . But thou art before him in acceptance , nay You stand discouered here , in Milisent you may Repose safe trust . Hau. Her language makes me confident , You are a friend . Mil. To both a seruant . Hau. I shall desire your loue . Iane . But where 's this man of morgages ? We shall be troubled now Hau. I left him chawing the cud , ruminating Some speech or other , with which , he meanes to Arrest you . Mil. He is entred . Enter Rawbone . Hau.

I haue prepar'd her .

Raw.

Fortune be my guide then .

Hau.

And she 's a blind one .

Raw.

Mistresse Iane , I would talke with you in priuate , I haue fancied a businesse , I know you are witty , and loue inuention , t is my owne , and no-body else must heare it — Be it knowne to all men by these presents .

Ian.

This is like to be a secret .

Raw.

That I Iasper Rawbone Citizen , and House-keeper of London .

Hau.

A very poore one I 'me sure .

Raw.

Do owe to mistresse Iane , Lady of my thoughts , late of London Gentle-woman .

Hau.

Is she not still a Gentle-woman ?

Raw.

Still a Gentle-woman good-man Coxe-combe ? did I not say she was Lady of my thoughts ? where was I now ?

Hau.

At good-man Coxe-combe sir .

Raw.

— Do owe to mistresse Iane , Lady of my thoughts , late of London Gentle-woman , my true and lawfull heart of England — to be payd to his sayd mistresse , her executors , or assignes .

Hau.

To her executors ? what will you pay your heart , when she is dead ?

Raw.

T is none of my fault , and she will dye , who can helpe it ? thou dost nothing but interrupt me : I say to be payd , to his sayde mistresse , her executors , or assignes , whensoeuer she demaund it , at the font-stone of the Temple —

Hau.

Put it , the top of Paules and please you ; your conceite wil be the higher .

Raw.

Which payment to bee truely made and performed , I bind , not my heires , but my body and soule for euer .

Hau.

How your soule sir ?

Raw.

Peace foole , my soule will shift for it selfe , when I am dead that wil be sure enough : — In witnesse whereof , I haue here-vnto put my hand and seale , which is a hansome spiny youth , with a bag of mony in one hand , a bond in the t'other , an Indenture betweene his legs , the last of the first merry moneth , and in the second yeare of the raigne of King Cupid .

Hau.

Excellent ! but in my opinion , you had better giue her possession of your heart , I do not like this owing : fayth plucke it out , and deliuer it in the presence of vs .

Raw.

Thou talk'st like a puisne , I can giue her possession of it , by deliuery of two-pence wrapt vp in the wax , t will hold in Law man ; — and how , and how d' ee like it ? I could haue come ouer you with Verse , but hang Ballads , giue me Poeticall prose , euery Mounte-banke can time , and make his lines crye twang , though there be no reason in em .

Ian.

What Musique haue I heard ?

Raw.

Musique ? Oh rare !

Ian. Hee has Medusaes noble countenance , His haires do curle like soft and gentle Snakes : Did euer puppy smile so ? or the Asse Better become his eares ? oh generous beast Of sober carriage , sure he 's valiant too , Those blood-shot eyes betray him , but his nose Fishes for commendation . Raw.

What does she meane Iasper ?

Hau.

D' ee not see her loue sir ? why she does doate vpon you , Which makes her talke so madly .

Raw.

Forsooth I know you are taken with me , alas these things are naturall with me , when shall we be married forsooth ?

Ian.

With your licence sir —

Hau.

D' ee not obserue her ? you must first procure a Licence .

Raw.

You shall heare more from mee , when I come agen — Iasper — Exit Rawbone hastily .

Hau.

My heart doth breath it selfe vppon your hand — Exit .

Mil.

Your father and Master Lodam —

Enter Lodam , Iustice , Cameleon . Lod.

Sir I doe loue your daughter : — I thought it necessary to acquaint you first , because I would go about the businesse iudicially .

Iust.

You obliege vs both .

Lod.

I le promise you one thing .

Iust.

What 's that ?

Lod.

I le bring your daughter no wealth .

Iust.

Say you so : what then you promise her nothing .

Lod.

But I will bring her that which is greater then wealth .

Iust.

What 's that ?

Lod.

My selfe .

Iust.

A faire ioynture .

Lod.

Nay , i le bring her more .

Iust.

It shu'not neede , no woman can desire more of a man .

Lod.

I can bring her good qualities , if she want any : I ha trauail'd for em .

Iust.

What are they ?

Lod.

The Languages .

Iust.

You suspect shee will want tongue : — let me see — Parlez franzois monsieur .

Lod.

Diggon a camrag .

Iust.

That 's Welch .

Lod.

Pocas palabras .

Iust.

That 's Spanish .

Lod.

Troth I haue such a confusion of languages in my head , you must e'en take em as they come .

Iust.

You may speake that more exactly — Hauelar spagniel Signior ?

Lod.

Serge-dubois , — Calli-mancho , et Perpetu-ana .

Iust.

There 's stuffe indeede , since you are so perfect , I le trust you for the rest . I must referre you sir vnto my daughter , if you can winne her faire opinion , my consent my happily follow : so Shee is in presence —

Lod.

Mercie Madame — Salutes Iane .

Iust.

This fellow lookes like the principall in Vsury , and this Rat followes him like a pittifull eight in the hundred : — come hither sirra , your name is Cameleon .

Cam.

It is too true sir .

Iust.

You did liue with master Rawbone .

Car. No sir , I did starue with him , and please you : I could not liue with him . Iust.

How doe you like your change ?

Cam.

Neuer worse .

Iust.

Master Lodam wants no flesh .

Cam.

But I doe : — I ha no Iustice sir , my leane master would eate no meate , and my fat master eates vp all — is your Worships house troubled with Vermin ?

Iust.

Something at this time .

Cam.

Peace and i le catch a mouse then . — lies downe .

Enter Captaine and Gratiana . Iust.

My nephew turn'd Gentle-man Vsher .

Cap.

Sir Iohn Belfares daughter .

Iust. 'Las poore Gentle-woman , I compassionate her vnkind destiny . Cap.

Let vs intreat a word in priuate sir —

Lod.

I cannot tell how you stand affected , but if you can loue a man , I know not what is wanting , greatnesse is a thing that your wisest Ladies haue an itch after : for my owne part I was neuer in loue before , and if you haue me not , neuer wil bee agen . Thinke on 't betweene this and after dinner , I will stay o 'purpose for your answere .

Ian.

Y' are very short .

Lod.

I wod not be kept in expectation aboue an houre , for loue is worse then a Lent to me , and fasting is a thing my flesh abhorres , if my doublet be not fil'd , I know who fares the worse for 't . I would keepe my flesh to sweare by , and if you and I cannot agree vpon the matter , I would loose nothing by you .

Iane .

Y' are very resolute .

Lod.

Euer while you liue , a fat man , and a man of resolution goe together : I doe not commend my selfe , but there are no such fiery things in nature .

Iane .

Fiery ?

Lod.

T is prou'd , put em to my action , and see , if they do not smoake it , they are men of mettle , and the greatest melters in the World , one hot seruice makes em rost , and they haue enough in em to bast a hundred — you may take a leane man , marry your selfe to famine , and beg for a great belly , you see what became of sir Iohns daughter : — come I would wish you be well aduis'd , there are more commodities in me , then you are aware of , if you and I couple , you shall fare like an Empresse .

Iane .

That will be somewhat costly .

Lod.

Not a token . I haue a priuiledge : — I was at the Tauerne tother day , i' the next roome I smelt hot Venison , I sent but a Drawer to tell the Company , one in the house with a great belly , long'd for a corner , and I had halfe a pasty sent me immediately : I will hold intelligence with all the Cookes i' the Towne , and what dainty , but I haue greatnesse enough to command ?

Iust.

I like it well : — be as wel-come heere , as at your Fathers . Milisent — make it your care to waite vpon this Gentlewoman , but conceale shee is our guest . I should reioyce to see this storme blowne ouer . — Nephew attend her to her Chamber . Exeunt Gratiana , Captaine , Milisent .

Enter Rawbone and Hauer hastily . Raw.

I ha bin about it — iustles Lodam , and fals downe .

Lod

Next time you ride post , wind your horne , that one may get out a' the way .

Iust.

What 's the matter Iane .

Raw.

T is guts , if I durst , my teeth waters to strike him .

Iust.

What ha you done ?

Lod.

Let him take heed another time .

Hau.

Take such an affront before your mistresse .

Raw.

I haue a good stomacke —

Hau.

That 's well sayd .

Raw.

I could eate him .

Hau.

Oh is it that ?

Lod.

Let me alone , no-body hold me .

Raw.

I le haue an action of battery .

Lod. Whorson mole-catcher — Come not neere me Weezel . Raw. Prethee Iasper do not thrust me vpon him — I do not feare you sit . Lod.

Agen shall I kicke thee to peeces .

Hau.

Let him baffull yee — to him — Hauer thrusts him vpon him .

Raw.

I do not feare you .

Iust.

Iane remooue your selfe .

Iane .

Master Rawbone , I am sorry for your hurt . Exit .

Hau.

She jeeres you .

Lod.

For this time I am content with kicking of thee .

As Lodam offers to goe out , Hauer puls him backe . Hau. My master desires another word w' ee sir . — You must fight with him — To Rawbone . Raw.

Who I fight ?

Lod.

You spider catcher , ha you not enough ? you see I doe not draw .

Iust.

Very well .

Hau.

By this hand , you shall challenge him then , if hee dare accept it , I le meete him in your clothes .

Raw.

Will yee . Hum — I do not feare you — satisfaction —

Hau.

That 's the word .

Raw.

That 's the word — you le meete me guts .

Lod.

Meete thee by this flesh , if thou dost but prouoke me : — you do not challenge me — do not — d' ee long to be minc'd ?

Hau.

At Finsbury —

Raw.

At Finsbury .

Hau.

To morrow morning —

Raw.

To morrow morning — you shall finde I dare fight .

Lod

Say but such another word .

Raw.

Finsbury , to morrow morning , there t is agen —

Iust.

I cannot contayne my laughter , ha , ha , ha . Exit

Raw.

So , le ts begone quickly , before he threaten me , you made mee challenge him , looke to 't .

Hau.

Feare not , I warrant you . Exeunt Raw & Hauer .

Lod.

Sirra Nouerint , if I can but prooue , thou dost come with in three furlongs of a wind-mill , i le set one a top of Paules to watch thee — sha't forfeit thy soule , and i le cancell thy body worse then any debtor of thine did his obligation — hee 's gone — and now I thinke vpon the matter , I haue somewhat the worst on 't , for if I should kill him , I shall neuer bee able to flye , and hee has left a peece of his scull , I thinke , in my shoulder — whither am I bound to meet him , or no ? I will consult some o' the sword men , and know whether it be a competent challenge — Cameleon .

Cam.

Sir .

Lod.

Has the Rat , your master that was , any spirit in him ?

Cam.

Spirit ? the last time hee was in the field , a boy of seauen yeares old , beate him with a Trap-sticke .

Lod.

Saist thou so ? I will meet him then , and hew him to peeces .

Cap.

I haue an humble suite — if it be so , that you kill him , let me beg his body for an Anatomy , I haue a great mind to eate a peece on him .

Lod.

T is granted , follow me , i le cut him vp I warrant thee . Exe.

Enter Beauford , and Captayne . Cap.

I haue a letter .

Beau.

From whom ?

Cap.

Gratiana .

Bea.

I would forget that name , speake it no more .

Cap. She is abus'd , and if you had not beene Transported from vs , with your passion , You would ha chang'd opinion , to haue heard How well she pleaded . Bea.

For her-selfe .

Cap. You might , With little trouble gather from her teares How cleare she was , which more transparent , then The morning dew , or christall , fell neglected Vpon the ground : some cunning Ieweller To ha seene em scattred , would a thought some Princesse Dropt em , and couetous to enrich himselfe , Gathered them vp for Dyamonds . Beau. You are then conuerted . Cap. Oh you were too credulous . Marwood has playd the Vilaine , and is damn'd for 't : Could but his soule be brought to heare her answere The accusation , she wo'd make that blush , And force it to confesse a treason , to Her honour , and your loue . Beau. You did beleeue her . Cap. I did , and promis'd her to do this seruice , She begd of me at parting , if she sent A letter , to conuey it to your hand , Pray read , you know not what this paper carries . Beau. Has shee acquainted you ? Cap. Not me , I guesse , It is some secret , was not fit for my Relation , it may be , worth your knowledge ; Do her that iustice , since you would not heare What she could say in person , to peruse Her paper . Rea. It can bring nothing to take off Th' offence committed . Cap. Sir you knew not What satisfaction it contaynes ; Or what she may confesse in 't : for my sake — Reads . Beau. To him that was — what ? Confident of her Vertue Once an admirer , now a maurner for Her absent goodnesse : she has made the change . From her that was , would ha become this paper Had she conseru'd her first immaculate whitenesse , It had beene halfe prophane , not to salute Her letter with a kisse , and touch it , with More veneration then a Sybils leafe ; But now all Ceremony must be held A superstition , to the blotted scrole , O a more stained writer — I le not reade : If vnprepar'd , she win with her Discourse , What must she do , when she has time , and study , To apparrell her defence ? Cap. Deny her this . Beau. Well , I will read it . Enter Seruant . Ser. Here 's Sir Iohn Belfare . Beau. Say any thing t' excuse me , be et your care That none approach the Chamber . Cap. So , so , now vnrip the seale . Enter Sir Iohn Belfare , Isaac . Bel. Not speak with him , he must haue stronger guard To keepe me out : where 's Beauford ? Beau. Here . Bel. Then there 's a Villaine . Beau. That 's course language . Bel. I must not spin it finer , till you make me Vnderstand better , why my daughter , and In her , my family is abus'd . Beau. Shee has not then accus'd her selfe — I le tell you , I did expect your daughter would haue beene My Virgin bride ; but she reseru'd for me The ruines of her honour , I wod not speake I' the rude dialect , you may sooner collect , An English . Bel. Is she not honest , will you Make her then a whore ? Beau. Not I , her owne sinne made her . Bel. Thou lyest , nor can my age make me appeare Vnworthy a satisfaction from thy sword . Isa. Does not he call my young mistresse whore ? Bel. Keep me not from him Captaine he has in this Giuen a fresh wound , I came t' expostulate , The reason of a former suffering , Which vnto this was charity , as thou art A Gentle-man , I dare thee to the Combate : Contemne not Beauford my gray haires , if t' hast A Noble soule , keepe not this distance ; meete me , Thou art a Souldier : for heauens sake , permit me Chastise the most vncharitable slander Of this bad man . Beau. I neuer iniur'd you . Bel. Not iniur'd me ? what is there then in nature , Left , to be cald an iniury ? didst not mocke Me , and my poore fond girle with marriage ? Till all things were design'd , the very day When Hymen should haue worne his saffron robe : My friends inuited , and prepar'd to call Her Bride ; and yet , as if all this could not ( Summ'd vp together ) make an iniury : Does thy corrupted soule at last conspire To take her white name from her ? — giue me leaue To expresse a Father , in a teare , or two , For my wrong'd child . O Beauford ! thou hast rob'd A father , and a daughter — but I wo not Vsurpe heauens iustice , which shall punish thee 'Boue my weake arme ; mayst thou liue , to haue Thy heart as ill rewarded , to be a father At my yeares , haue one daughter , and no more Belou'd as mine , so mock'd , and then cald Whore . Cap. 'Las good old man . Exit Bel. Isaac . Bea. My afflictions Are not yet numbred in my fate , nor I Held ripe for Death . Cap. Now read the Letter . Beau.

Yes , it cannot make me know more misery . Reads .

Beauford , I dare not call thoe mine , though I could not hope , ( while I was liuing , ) thou wouldst beleeue my innocence , deny mee not this fauour after Death , to say I once lou'd thee — Ha death ? Captaine is she dead ?

Cap.

I hope shee employd not me , to bring this newes .

Beau. Yes , Death — ha ? Prethee read the rest : there 's something In my eyes , I cannot well distinguish Her small Characters . Cap.

My Accuser by this time , knowes the reward of my iniurye Farewell , I am carrying my Prayers for thee to another World — her owne Martyr , drown'd Gratiana .

Beau. Read all . Cap. I haue . Beau. It cannot be , for when thou mak'st an end , My heart should giue a tragicke period , And with a loud sigh breake : drown'de T was no sinne aboue heauens pardon , Though thou hadst beene false , To thy first vow , and me , I wod not had Thee dyed so soone : or if thou hadst affected That death , I could ha drownd thee with my teares , Now they shall neuer find thee , but be lost Within thy watery Sepulcher . Cap. Take comfort . Beau. Art dead ? Then here i le Coffin vp my selfe , vntill The Law vnbury me for Marwoods death , I wonot hope for life , mercy sha' not saue Him , that hath now a pattent for his Graue . Exeunt .
Actus Quarti . Scena Prima . Enter Milisent and Gratiana . Mil. T is his command to whom I owe all seruice , I should attend you . Grat. Th' art too diligent : I prethee leaue me . Mil. I should be vnhappy To be offensiue in my duty ; yet Had I no charge vpon me , I should much Desire to waite . Grat. On mee ? Mil. I know not why , Your sorrow does inuite me . Grat. Th' art too young , To be acquainted wo't . Mil. I know , it wod not Become my distance , to dispute with you , At what age , we are fittest to receiue Our griefes impression . Grat. Leaue me to my selfe — Mil. I must , if you will haue it so . offers to go out . Grat. Me thought I saw him drop a teare , come backe agen : What should he meane by this vnwillingnesse To part ; he lookes , as he would make me leaue My owne mis-fortune to pitty his : Thy name ? Mil. I am called Milisent . Grat Dost thou put on that countenance to imitate Mine ? or hast a sorrow of thy owne , thou Wouldst expresse by 't . Mil. Mine does become my fortune . Yet yours does so exactly paint our misery That he , that wanted of his owne , would mourne To see your picture . Grat. Mine is aboue The common leuell of affliction . Mil. Mine had no example to be drawne by , I would they were a kin , so I might make Your burden lesse by mine owne suffering . Grat. I thanke thy loue . Mil. And yet I prophesie , There 's something would make mine a part of yours , Were they examin'd . Grat. Passion makes thee wild now . Mil. You haue encouraged me to boldnes , pardon My ruder language . Grat. Didst thou euer loue ? Mil. Too soone , from thence sprung my vnhappines . Grat. And mine . Mil. My affliction riper then my yeares , Hath brought me so much sorrow , I doe not thinke That I shall liue , to be a man . Grat. I like thy sad expression , wee le conuerse And mingle stories . Mil. I shall be too bold . Grat. Wee lay aside distinctions , if our fates Make vs alike in our mis-fortunes ; yet Mine will admit no paralell : ha ! we are interrupted : Enter Iustice reading a Letter . Let s with-draw , and i le begin . Mil. You may commaund , and when Your stories done , mine shall maintayne the Scene . Exeunt . Iust. To maintayne such blisse I will , Wish to bee trans-formed still : Nor wil t bee a shame in loue , reads , Since I imitate but Ioue ; Who from heauen hath strayd , and in A thousand figures worse then mine , Woed a Virgin , may not I , Then for thee a seruant trye : Yes for such a mayde as thee , Vary as many shapes as hee ; Rawbone cloathes my out-ward part , But thy liuery my heart : Hauer , ha : young Hauer ?

This Letter I found in my Daughters prayer Booke , is this your Saint ? how long ha they conspir'd thus ? Report gaue out , hee was gone to trauaile : It seemes he stayes here for a Wind , and in the meane time would rigge vp my Daughter : hee is a Gentleman well educated ; but his Fortune was consum'd by a prodigall father , ere he was ripe , which makes him I suspect ; borrow this shape to court my Daughter ; little does Rawbone thinke his seruaunt is his riuall : I finde the iugling , and will take order they shanot steale a marriage .

Enter Captayne . Nephew , I ha newes for you . Cap. For mee sir . Iust. You are a Souldier , there 's a duell to Be fought this morning , will you see 't ? Cap. It does not sir become a Gentle-man To be spectator of a fight , in which Hee 's not engag'd . Iust. You may behold it Cosen , Without disparagement to your honor ; Rawbone Has challeng'd Mr. Lodam , the place Finsbury — Cap. They fight ? a doublet , stuft with straw , aduancing A bull-rush , were able to fright em both Out a' their sences , tha' not soule enough To skirmish with a field-mouse ; they poynt a duell ? At Hogs-don , to shew fencing vpon Creame And cake-bread , murder a quaking Custard , Or some such daring enemy . Iust. Did not Affaires of weight compell me to be absent , I would not misse the sight , on 't ; for the Vsurer Hath got his man Iasper t appeare for him In his apparrell . Cap. Iasper . Iust. For mirths sake You may behold it , and let mee entreate , At your returne , perfect relation Of both their valours . Cap. You shall Sir . Iust. And Coze — If it be possible , procure em hither Before they shift , I much desire to see em . Cap. Promise your selfe they shall : I will deferre My conference with Gratiana , and Intertayne this recreation . Iust. So : I haue a fancy , This opportunity will giue it birth , If all hit right , it may occasion mirth . Exit . Enter Milisent , and Gratiana . Grat. Which part of my discourse compels thee to This suffering ? Mil. Your pardon Lady , I Did prophesie what now I finde , our stories Haue dependance Grat. How prethee ? Mil. That Marwood Whom you report thus wounded had a neere Relation to me , and t was my fortune To come to close his eyes vp , and receiue His last breath . Grat. Ha ? Mil. I know more then Beauford , And dying he oblieg'd my loue to tell t' him When ere wee met . Grat. You beget wonder in me : Did he suruiue his slander ? there is hope He did recant the iniury he did me . Mil. He did confirme , he had enioy'd your person , And bad me tell Beauford hee left behind A liuing witnesse of the truth he dyed for : Naming a Gentle-woman Cardona , That bred you in your fathers house , whom he Affirm'd , betray'd your body to his lust . Grat. Cardona ? Piety has forsaken earth : Was euer woman thus betray'd to sinne , Without her knowledge ? Mil. Wo'd he had not beene My kinsman , I beginne to feare him : Grat. Wherein had I offended Marwood , He should aliue , and dead so persecute My fame ? Cardona too i' the Conspiracy , T is time to dye then . Mil. My heart mournes for you In the assurance of your innocence , And were I worthy to direct you — Grat. Has , malice Found out another murderer ? Mil. Would you be pleas'd to heare me , I could poynt You out a path , would bring you no repentance To walke in , if ( as I am confident ) Your goodnesse feares not , what Cardona can Accuse your honour with , let her be Examin'd , then her knowledge will quit you , Or make your suffering appeare iust , this is An easie triall , and since Marwood had A stubborne soule , for though he were my kins-man I preferre iustice , and held shame to checke His owne report , women haue softer natures , And things may be so manag'd , if there be A treason , to enforce confession from her : Would you please t' imploy me in this seruice , And though vnworthy be directed by me , I begge it from you , i le engage my being You shall finde comfort in 't . Grat. Doe any thing ; But I am lost already . Mil. You much honour me . Exeunt . Enter Lodam , and Cameleon . Lod.

Cam , see and if he be come yet , bring mee word hither .

Cam.

I see one lying o' the ground —

Lod.

Is there so ? le ts steale way before we be discouered , I do not like when men lye perdue , beside , there may be three or foure of a heape , for ought we know : le ts backe I say .

Cam.

T is a horse .

Lod.

Hang him iade , I knew it could bee nothing else : is the coast cleare Cameleon ?

Cam.

I see nothing but fiue or sixe .

Lod.

Fiue or sixe : treachery ! an ambush , t is valour to runne .

Cam.

They bee Wind-mille .

Lod.

And yet , thou wod'st perswade me , t was an ambush for me .

Cam.

I ?

Lod.

Come thou wert afraide , and the truth were knowne ; but be valiant : I haue a sword ; and if I doe draw . it shall — be against my will : is he not come yet ?

Cam.

And hee were betweene this and More-gate , you might sent him .

Lod.

If he come , some body shall smell ill favouredly , ere he and I part : — ha ! by this flesh t is he ; Cam , go tell him I am sicke .

Enter Hauer , Rawbone , ( hauing chang'd cloathes ) Captaine . Hau.

Master Lodam .

Lod

A brace of bullets to my heare .

Cap.

Here can I stand and behold the Champions .

Lod.

I haue expected you this two houres , which is more then I had one to all the men I ha fought withall , since I slew the high Germaine in Tutle .

Cap.

Whorson , moale-cather .

Lod.

Draw Spider .

Cap.

Wellslye toade .

Hau.

Let vs conferre a little .

Lod.

Conferre me no conferrings : I will haue no more mercy on thee , then an Infidell : and t' hadst beene wise , thou mightest ha kept thee at home , with thy melancholy Cat , that keepes thy Study , with whom thou art in Commons , and doest feede on Rats a Sundayes ; then perhaps a legge or an arme , with thy Iewes eares had satisfied me , when I met thee next : draw I say , why doest not draw ?

Hau

I come to giue you satisfaction .

Lod.

What with words ?

Sirra Tartar , my Foxe shall scratch thy guts out , which I will send to the Beare-Garden : Doest heare Vsuring dog , i le tell thee my resolution . I doe meane to giue thee as many Wounds before I kill thee , as a Surgeons signe has ; and when I am weary of skarrifying thy flesh , i le bore thy heart — which done : mark what I say ; I will diuide thy quarters : obserue and tremble ; then will I ha thee put into a tub or Barrell , and powder thee , and after three dayes in pickle , this thing that was thy seruant , this Cacodemon whom thou didst statue once , Cameleon , shall in reuenge of his pityfull famine , eate thee vp , deuoure thee , and grow fat i' the ribs agen with thy flesh . Mammon —

Cam.

I hungrily thanke your Worship .

Raw.

What haue I scapt ? aside .

Lod.

Which is more , after thou art dead , I wonot leaue thy soule quiet , i le torment thy Ghost : for I will streight to thy house where I will breake open thy Chests , lin'd with white and yellow mettle , which I will cast away on pious vses : then summon all thy debtors by a Drum , and giue em in , all their Bills , Bonds , Euidences , Indentures , Defesances , Morgages , Statutes .

Raw.

I shall be vndone . —

Lod.

And there were a million on em .

Raw.

I le home , and shut vp my doores , for feare he kill Iasper and vse me so indeede .

Cap.

If thou doest offer to looke home agen , till they ha done , i le cut thee off at thigh .

Raw.

Ah —

Lod.

Draw I say .

Hau.

Since there is no remedy .

Lod.

His sword appeares Cam .

Cam.

If he were a coward you were able to coniure a spirit into him , with those threatnings .

Lod.

Pox a' my dulues : dost heare scoundrell , if I should incline to mercy , what submission ? ha ? let mee see — I , I , liue , thou shalt vpon thy knees confesse thy rascality , and aske me forgiuenesse in priuate , in the presence of mistresse Iane , and the twelue Companies which at thy charge shal be feasted that day , in More-fields .

Hau.

That must not be .

Lod.

Then say when thou art dead , thou wert offred conditions for thy life : Cam , thou shalt feed , and feed high Cameleon , — let me see ; — come t is my foolish nature to ha compassion o' thee , I know th' art sorry , shat onely confesse thy selfe a rascall vnder thy hand then , and stay my in ended reuenge which else would ha beene immortall .

Hau.

Let me consider .

Lod.

Oho Cam . —

Cap.

Both cowards , we shall haue no skirmish .

Raw.

Now I thinke on 't , what if my man Iasper , should be valiant and kill Lodam — umh ? what pickle were I in : worse-worse , hee 'le runne away , I shall bee taken and hang'd for the Conspiracy . Puls Haue , by the sleeue . r Ah — Iasper , rogue that I was , where were my braines to challenge him — he wonot heare — a stubborne knaue , he lookes as if he meant to kill : ah Iasper .

Cap.

I ha seene a dogge looke like him , that has drawne a Wicker bottle , ratling about the streetes , and leering on both sides , where to get a quiet corner to bite his tayle off .

Raw.

I doe imagine my selfe apprehended already : now the Constable is carrying me to New-gate — now , now . I me at the Sessions house , i' the Docke : — now I 'me cald — not guilty my Lord : — the Iury has found the indicement Billa vera — now , now comes my sentence .

Hau.

I am resolu'd sir .

Raw.

Ha . —

Hau.

You shall haue what acknowledgement , this pen of steele will draw out in your flesh , with red inke , and no other , deare master Lodam .

Lod.

How ?

Cap.

So , so .

Raw.

Now I 'me i' the Cart , riding vp Holborne in a two wheel'd Chariot , with a guard of Halberdiers : there goes a proper fellow sayes one : good people pray for me : now I am at the three Wodden stilts . —

Lod.

Is this Rawbone the Coward ?

Doest heare thing — consider what thou doest , come among friends , thy word shall bee as good as a note vnder thy hand , tempt not my fury — wod I were off , with asking him forgiuenesse .

Raw. Hey ! now I feele my toes hang i' the Cart : Now t is drawne away , now , now , now , I am gone — turnes above . Hau.

You must shew your fencing .

Lod.

Hold : I demaund a parlee .

Hau.

How ?

Lod. T is not for your reputation to deale with a Gentle-man vpon vnequall termes . Hau.

Where lye the oddes ?

Cap.

Howe s this ?

Lod

Examine our bodies :

I take it I am the fairer marke , t is a disaduantage : feede til you be as fat as I , and i le fight w' ee as I am a Gentle-man .

Hau.

It sha not serue your turne . Fight .

Lod.

Hold , murder , murder .

Raw.

I 'm dead , I 'm dead .

Cap.

Whorson puffe-paste , how he winkes and barkes : How now Gentle-men , master Lodam .

Lod.

Captayne , shud a come but a little sooner , and ha seene good sport , by this flesh hee came vp handsomely to me ; a pritty sparke faith Captayne .

Hau.

How sir ?

Lod.

But if you be his friend , runne for a Surgeon for him , I haue hurt him vnder the short ribs , beside a cut or two i th' shoulder : would I were in a Millars sacke yonder , though I were ground for 't , to be quit onem .

Hau.

You wonot vse me thus ?

Lod.

I were best deliuer my sword ere I be compeld too 't — a pritty fellow , and one that will make a souldier , because I see th' ast a spirit , and canst vse thy Weapon , i le bestow a dull blade vppon thee Squirrell .

Cap.

Deliuer vp your Weapon :

Lod.

In loue in loue Captaine , hea 's a sparke a my reputation , and worthy your acquaintance .

Hau.

Thou mully-puffe , were it not iustice to kicke thy guts out .

Lod.

When I am dis-arm'd .

Hau.

Take 't , agen you spunge —

Lod.

What ? when I haue geent thee : t is at thy seruice , and it were a whole Cutlers shop : be confident .

Raw.

My Ague has not left mee yet , there 's a grudging a' the halter still :

Cap. Master Rawbone , I repent my opinion of your Cowardize . I see you dare fight , and shall report it to my Cosen : You shall walke home , shee 'le take it as an honor , And present your prisoner . Raw.

Iasper , le ts go home and shift , do not go — honest Iasper .

Hau.

You will be pratling sirra — I le waite vpon you Captayne : Master Lodam —

Lod.

I will accompany thee , th' art noble , and fit for my conuersation , honest master Rawbone — a poxe vpon you .

Cap.

Nay , you shal waite a your master with his leaue , good Iasper

Hau.

How now Iasper ? Exeunt .

Musicke : A Table set forth with two Tapers : Seruants placing Ewe , Bayes , and Rosemary , &c. Enter Beauford . Beau. Are these the hearbes you strow at Funerals . Seruant . Yes sir . Beau. T is well , I commend your care , And thanke yee ; yee haue exprest more duty Im not enquiring wherefore I commaund This strange employment , there in the very Act of your obedience : my chamber Lookes like the Spring now ? ha' yee not arte enough To make this Ewe tree grow here , or this Bayes ? The embleme of our victory in Death ? But they present that best when they are wither'd : Haue you beene carefull that no day breake in At any Window , I would dwell in night , And haue no other star-light but these tapers : Ser. If any aske to speake with you , Shall I say , you are abroad . Beau. No , to all do enquire with busie faces Pale or disturb'd , giue free accesse . Exit ser. What do I differ from the dead ? would not Some fearefull man or woman seeing me , Call this a Church-yard , and imagine me Some wakefull apparition 'mong the graues ; That for some treasures buried in my life , Walke vp and downe thus ? buried ? no t was drownd , I cannot therefore say , it was a chest , Gratiana had nere a Coffin , I haue one Spacious enough for both on 's , but the waues Will neuer yeeld too 't , for it may bee they Soone as the northerne Wind blowes cold vppon em , Will freeze themselues to marble ouer her , Least she should want a tombe : Enter Keeper . Thy businesse . Keeper . Hee dyed this morning : A friend of his and yours did practise on him A little Surgery , but in vayne ; his last Breath did forgiue you : but you must expect No safety from the Law : my seruice sir . Beau. I haue left direction , that it cannot misse me : And hadst thou come to apprehend me for 't ? With as much ease thou mightst ; I am no states-man Officious , seruants makes no sutors waite My doores vnguarded ; t is no laborinth I dwell in ; but I thanke thy loue , there 's something To reward it : iustice cannot put on A shape to fright me . Keeper . I am sorry sir , Your resolution carries so much danger . Exit . Beau. What can life bring to me , that I should court it : There is a period in nature , is t not Better to dye and not be sicke ; worne in Our bodies , which in imitation Of ghosts , grow leane , as if they woo'd at last Be immateriall too ; our blood turne ielly And freeze in their cold channell , let mee expire While I haue heat and strength to tug with death For Victory . Enter Milisent . Mil. You may disburden there , But gently , t is a chest of value , mistresse — I le giue him notice , where is Beauford ? Beau. Heere . Mil. What place d' ee call this ? Beau. T is a Bridall chamber . Mil. It presents horrour . Beau. Ha you anything To say to me ? Mil. Yes . Beau. Proceede . Mil. I come to visite you . Beau. You are not welcome then . Mil. I did suspect it , and haue therfore brought My assurance wo 'me , I must require Satisfaction for a kinsmans death , One Marwood . Beau. Ha ? Mil. Your valour was not noble , It was a course reward to kill him for His friendship : I come not with a guard of Officers to attach your person , it Were too poore and formall , the instrument That sluc'd his soule out , I had rather shud Sacrifice to his ashes , and my sword Shall do 't , or yours be guilty of another , To waite vppon his ghost . Beau. Young man be not Too rash without the knowledg how our quarrel Rise to procure thy selfe a danger . Mil. Make it Not your feare , I haue heard the perfect story , And ere I fight with thee shat see thy errour ; Acknowledge thou hast kild a friend , I bring A perspectiue to make those things that lye Remote from sence , familiar to thee , nay Thou shat confesse thou knowst the truth of what Concernes him , or Gratiana . Beau. When my soule Throwes off this vpper Garment , I shall know all . Mil. Thou shat not number many minutes , know 'T was my mis-fortune to close vp the eyes Of Marwood , whose body I vow'd neuer Should to the earth without reuenge ; or mee Companion to his graue : I ha therefore brought it Hither , t is in this house . Beau. Ha ? Mil. His pale corpes Shall witnesse my affection . Bea. Thou didst promise To informe me of Gratiana . Mil. And thus briefly : Marwood reueal'd at death another witnesse Of his truth , for Cardona hee corrupted To betray Gratiana to him . Beau. Ha Cardona ! Heauen continue her among the liuing , But halfe an houre . Mil. I ha sau'd yee trouble , Shee waites without , in your name I procur'd Her presence , as you had affaires with her She 's vnprepar'd , a little terrour will Enforce her to confesse the truth of all things . Beau. Thou doest direct well . Mil. Still remember Beauford I am thy lenemy , and in this doe but Prepare thy conscience of misdeede to Meete my iust anger . Bea. I am all wonder . Milisent bring in Cardona . Mil. He 's now at opportunity . Car. Sir you sent To speake with me . Beau. Come neerer , I heare say You are Baud ; tell me how goe Virgins I' th sinfull market ; nay I must know hell-cat What was the price you tooke for Gratianaes : Did Marwood come off roundly with his wages : Tell me the truth , or by my fathers soule I le digge thy heart out . Car. Helpe . Beau. Let me not heare A syllable that has not referrence To my question — or — Car. I le tell you sir : Marwood — Beau. So . Car. Did vitiously affect her : Won with his gifts and flatteries , I promis'd My assistance , but I knew her vertue was not To bee corrupted in a thought . Beau. Ha . Car. Therefore — Beau. What d' ee study — Car. Hold — I would deliuer The rest into your eare , it is too shamefull To expresse it louder then a whisper — Mil. With what vnwillingnes , we discouer things Wee are asham'd to owne : Cardona shudst Ha vs'd but halfe this feare in thy consent . And thou hadst nere beene guilty of a sinne Thou art so loath to part with though it be A burden to thy soule : how boldly would Our innocence plead for vs ; but sh as done . Beau. Then was Gratianaes honor sau'd . Car. Vntouch'd . Bea. Where am I lost : this story is more killing Then all my iealousies : Oh Cardona Goe safe from hence , but when thou com'st at home , Locke thy selfe vp and languish , till thou dye Thou shalt meete Marwood , in a gloomy shade , Giue backe this salary , Exit Cardona . Mil. Haue I made good My promise , do you finde your errour . Beau. No I ha found my horror — has the chast And innocent Gratiana drown'd her selfe ? What satisfaction can I pay thy ghost ? Mil. Now doe me right sir . Beau. Shee 's gone for euer , And can the earth still dwell a quiet neighbour To the rough Sea , and not it selfe bee thaw'd Into a riuer ; let it melt to waues From hence-forth , that beside th' inhabitants , The very Genius of the World may drowne , And not accuse me for her : Oh Gratiana . Mil. Reserue your passion , and remember what I come for . Beau. How shall I punish my vniust suspition ? Death is too poore a thing to suffer for her : Some spirit guide mee where her body lyes Within her watery vrne , although seal'd vp With frost , my teares are warme and can dissolue it , To let in mee , and my repentance to her . I would kisse her cold face into life agen Renew her breath with mine , on her pale lip I do not thinke , but if some artery Of mine were open'd , and the crimson flood Conuay'd into her veines , it would agree And with a gentle gliding steale it selfe Into her heart , inlif'ne her dead faculties , And with a flattery , tice her soule agen , To dwell in her faire tenement . Mil. You loose Your selfe in these wild fancies ; recollect And doe mee iustice . Beau. I am lost indeede , With fruitlesse passion : I remember thee And thy designe agen ; I must account For Marwoods death is t not ? alas thou art Too young , and canst not fight , I wish thou wert A man of tough and actiue sinewes , for Thy owne reuenge sake , I would prayse thee for My death , so I might fall but nobly by thee : For I am burden'd with a weight of life — Stay , didst not tell me thou hadst brought hither The body of young Marwood — Mil. Yes . Beau. Since a mistake , not malice did procure His ill fate , I will but drop one funerall Teare vpon his wound , and soone finish To doe thee right . Mil. Yee shall . A coffin brought in . Beau. Does this enclose his corpes ? how little roome Doe wee take vp in death , that liuing , know No bounds ? here without murmurring wee can Be circumscrib'd , it is the soule , that makes vs Affect such wanton , and irregular pathes ; When that 's gone , wee are quiet as the earth , And thinke no more of wandring : oh Marwood Forgiue my anger , thy confession did Inuite thy ruine from me , yet vppon — Opens . My memory forsake me , t is Gratiana's Spirit , hast thou left thy Heauenly dwelling To call me hence ? I was now comming to thee : Or but commaund more hast , and I will count it No sinne to strike my selfe , and in the streame Of my owne blood to imitate how thou Didst drowne thy selfe . Grat. I am liuing Beauford . Beau. I know thou art immortall . Grat. Liuing as thou art . Beau. Good angels doe not mocke mortality . Grat. And came — Beau. To call me to my answere how I durst Suspect thy chastity , i le accuse my selfe And to thy iniur'd innocence giue me vp A willing sacrifice . Grat. Oh my Beauford , now I am ouer-blest for my late sufferings ; I haue sollicited my Death with prayers : Now I would liue to see my Beauford loue me . It was thy friend induc'd me to that letter , To finde if thy suspition had destroy'd All seedes of loue . Beau. Art thou not dead indeede , May I beleeue ? her hands is warme , — shee breathes Agen — and kisses as she wont to doe Her Beauford , art Gratiana ? Heauen Let me dwell here vntill my soule exhale . Mil. One sorrow 's cur'd Milisent begone , Thou hast bin too long absent from thy owne . Exit . Bea. Oh my ioy rauisht soule , but where 's the youth Brought mee this blessing ? vanisht Gratiana Where is hee ? I would hang about his necke And kisse his cheeke , he we not leaue me so : Gone ? sure it was some angell , was hee not , Or doe I dreame this happinesse , wot not thou Forsake mee to ? Grat. Oh neuer . Beau. Within there — Bid the young man returne , and quickly , least My ioy aboue the strength of natures sufferance , Kill me before I can expresse my gratitude : Ha yee brought him ? Enter Officers . Officer . Mr. Beauford , I am sorry wee are Commanded to apprehend your person . Grat. Officers ha ? Officer . You are suspected to haue slaine a Gentle-man , one Marwood . Beau. Haue I still my essence ha ? I had a ioy was able to make man Forget he could be miserable . Officer . Come sir . Beau. If ere extreamities did kill , wee hath Shall dye this very minute . Grat. You shanot goe . Officers . Our authority will force him . Grat. Y' are villaines , murderers : Oh my Beauford ! Beau. Leaue me Gratiana . Grat. Neuer , i le dye with thee . Beau. What can wee say vnto our misery , Sau'd in a tempest that did threaten most , Arriu'd the harbour , ship , and all are lost . Officer . To the next Iustice . Exeunt .
Actus Quinti . Scena Prima . Enter Sir Iohn Belfare . Bel. Whether art fled Gratiana ? that I can Conuerse with none to tell mee thou art still A mortall ? taken hence by miracle ? Though angels should intice her hence , to heauen , She was so full of piety , to her father , She would first take her leaue . Enter Isaac and a Physition . Isa. There he is sir , he cannot choose but talke idly , For he has not slept since the last great mist . Phi. Mist ? Isa.

I sir , his daughter , my young mistresse went away in 't , and we can heare no tale nor tydings of her , to tell you true , I would not disgrace my old master , but hee is little better then mad .

Phi. Vnhappy Gentle-man . Bel. T is so , hee murder'd her ; For he that first would rob her of her honor , Would or feare after-ward to kill Gratiana , He shall be arrang'd for 't ; — but where shall wee Get honest men enough to make a Iury ? That dare be conscionable , when the Iudge Lookes on , and frownes vpon the Verdict , men That will not be corrupted , to fauour A great man euidence , but preferre iustice To ready mony ? oh this age is barren — Phy. Master Beauford's newly Apprehended for some fact , and carried Fore Iustice Landby , in my passage hither I met him guarded . Bel. Guarded for what ? Phy. Some did whisper hee had kild — Bel. Gratiana .

Oh my girle , my Gratiana , — Isaac , Beauford is taken , t is apparent he hath slayne my daughter , and shanot I reuenge her Death ? I le prosecute the Law with violence agaynst him , not leaue the Iudge , till hee pronounce his sentence , then I le dye , and carry Gratiana the newes before him . Follow me — Exeunt .

Enter Iustice Landby , and Iane . Iust. I expect Iane thou wot reward my care With thy obedience , he 's young and Wealthy , No matter for those idle ceremonies Of wit and court-ship . Iane . Doe I heare my father ? Iust. He will maintaine thee gallant , City wiues Are fortunes darlings , gouerne al , their husbands Variety of pleasure , and apparell When some of higher title are oft faine To pawne a Lady-ship : thou shat haue Rawbone . Iane . Vertue forbid it , you are my father sir , And lower then the earth I haue a heart Prostrates it selfe , I had my being from you , But I beseech you , take it not away Agen , by your seuerity . Iust. How 's this ? I like it well . aside . Ian. You haue read many lectures to me , which My duty hath receiu'd , and practiz'd , as Precepts from heauen , but neuer did I heare You preach so ill , you heretofore directed My study to bee carefull of my fame , Cherish desert , plant my affection on Noblenesse , which can onely be sufficient To make it fruitefull , and d' ce counsell now To marry a disease ? Iust. Good ! my owne girls — What is t you sayd ? ha ? Iane . For the man himselfe Is such a poore and miserable thing — Iust. But such another word , and I take off My blessing : how now Iane ? Ian. Alas , I feare He is in earnest , marry me to my graue , to that you shall haue my consent , oh do not Enforce mee to be guilty of a false Vow , both to Heauen and Angels ; on my knees — Iust. Humble your heart , rise and correct your sullennesse , I am resolu'd , would you be sacrific'd To an vnthrift , that wil dice away his skinne , Rather then want to stake at Ordinaries ? Consume what I haue gather'd at a breake-fast , Or mornings draught ? and when you ha teem'd for him Turne Semptresse to find milke and clouts for babies : Foote stockings , to maintaine him in the Compter ? Or if this fayle , erect a bandy Citadell , Well man'd , which fortified with demy-Cannon Tobacco pipes , may raise you to a fortune , Together with the traile — Iane . Oh my cruell starres ! Iust. Starre me no starres , i le haue my will — Ian. One minute hath ruin'd all my hope , Milisent Was cruell thus to mocke me . Enter Captayne , Hauer , Lodam , Rawbone , and Cameleon . Cap. Vnde — Cap. and Iust , whisper . Isa. You heare , now he talkes . Bel. But I ha found the way , t is but procuring Acquaintance with the fore-man of the Iury , The Sessions bell-weather , he leades the rest Like sheepe when hee makes a gap , they follow In huddle to his sentence . Isa. Speake to him sir . Phi. God saue you sir Iohn Belfare . Bel. I am a little serious — do not trouble mee . Phi. D' ee not know me ? Bel. I neyther know , nor care for you , vnlesse You can bee silent . Phi. I me your neighbour — Isa. Master Doctor — Bel. Away foole . Isa. No sir , a Physition . Bel. A Physition ? can you cure my daughter ? Phi. I sir , where is shee ? Bel. Cannot you find her out by arte ? a good Physition , shud be acquainted with the Starres : Prethee erect a figure , graue Astronomer , Sh'at ha the minute she departed ; turne Thy Ephemerides a little , i le lend Thee Ptolomy , and a nest of learned Rabbies To iudge by : tell me whither she be a liue , Or dead , and thou shalt bee my Doctor , i le Giue thee a round per Annum pension , And thou shalt kill me for it . Phi. He has a strange De lyrium . Isa. I sir . Phi. A Vertigo in 's head . Isa. In his head . Bel. What sayes the Rauen ? Isa. He sayes , you haue two hard words in your head sir . Phi. Haue you forgot me sir , I was but late Familiar to your knowledge . Bel Ha' your pardon gentle sir I know you now , Impute it to my griefe , t' hath almost made mee Forget my selfe . Phi. I come to visite you . And cannot but bee sorry , to behold You thus afflicted . Bel. Doctor I am sicke , I 'me very sicke at heart losse of my daughter I feare , will make me mad , how long d' ee thinke Mans nature able to resist it , can Your loue or arte prescribe your friend a Cordial ? No , no , you cannot . Phi. Sir , bee comforted . Wee haue our manly vertue giuen vs , To exercise in such extreames as these . Bel. As these ? why do you know what t is to Loose a daughter ? you conuerse with men , that Are diseas'd in body ; punish'd with a gout Or feauer : yet some of these are held The shames of physicke , but to th' mind you can Apply no salutary medicine : My daughter sir , my daughter — Phi. Was too blame To leaue you so , loose not your wisedome for Your daughters want of piety . Bel. Speake well A' th dead , for liuing shee would not be absent Thus from mee , shee was euer dutifull Tooke pleasure in obedience : oh my child , But I haue strong suspition , by whom She 's made away . Beauford — Phi. How ? Bel He that pretended marriage — he gaue her A wound before . Raw. Iasper ? what case am I in ? Hau. Be wise and keep your counsell , is not all for your honor ? Lod. Lady , I hope by this time , you are able to distinguish A difference betweene Rawbone and my selfe . Cam. I finde little . Cap. You shall doe noble sir . Iust. Mr. Rawbone , the onely man in my wishes : My nephew giues you valiant , your merit Ore-ioyes me , and to shew how much I value Your worth my daughter yours , i le see you Married this morning ere we part , receiue him Into your bosome Iane , or loose me euer . Ian. I obey sir : will my father cozen himselfe ? Han. Ha , doe I dreame ? Raw. Dreame quotha , this is a pritty dreame . Iust. Master Lodam , I hope you 'le not repine at his fortune . Raw. But Rawbone will pine , and repine if this be not a dreame ? Lod. I allow it , and will dine with you . Cam. And I . Raw. Iasper : no , will no body know me ? Iust. Let 's loose no time , I haue no quiet tell I call him sonne . Raw. Master Iustice , do me right , You do not know who I am — I am — Iust. An asse sir , Are you not ? what make you pratling ? Raw. Sir , — Noble Captaine , a word , I am — Cap. A Coxecombe . Your man is fancy sir . Raw. Then I am a — sleepe . Cap. I forget Gratiana Iust.

Cosen , you shall supply my place at Church , while I prepare for your returne , some guests wee must haue — nay , nay haste , the morne growes old , wee 'le ha 't a Wedding day .

Han.

Here 's a blessing beyond hope .

Raw.

Sure I am sleepe , I will cene walke with 'em till my dreame be out .

Enter Beuford , Officers , Marwood disguised , Keeper , Gratiana . Iust. Mr. Beauford , welcome and Gratiana — Beau. You will repent your curtesie , I am Presented an offender to you . Offi. Yes , and please your worship , he is accus'd . Iust. How ? Grat. Sir , you haue charity , beleeue em not , They doe conspire to take away his life . Keeper . May it please you vnderstand , he has kild A Gentle-man , one Marwood , in our Parke , I found him wounded mortally , though before He dyed , he did confesse . Beau. Vrge it no farther , I le saue the trouble of examination , And yeeld my selfe vp guilty . Grat. For heauens sake Beleeue him not , hee is an enemy To his owne life ; deare Beauford , what d' ee meane To cast your selfe away , y' are more vnmercifull Then those that doe accuse you , then the Law It selfe , for at the worst , that can but finde You guilty at the last , too soone for me To bee deuided from you . Beau. Oh Gratiana , I call heauen to witnesse , Though my mis-fortune made mee thinke before , My life a tedious and painefull trouble , My very soule a luggage , and too heauy For me to carry , now I wish to liue , To liue for thy sake , till my haire were siluer'd With age ; to liue till thou wodst ha me dye , And were a weary of me : For I neuer Could by the seruice of one life , reward Enough thy loue , nor by the suffering The punishment of age and time , do pennance Sufficient for my iniury , but my fate Hurries me from thee , then accept my death A satisfaction for that sinne , I could not Redeeme aliue , I cannot but confesse The accusation . Enter Sir Iohn Belfare , and Isaac . Bel. Iustice , iustice , I will haue iustice : Ha Gratiana ! Grat. Oh my deare father — Bel. Art a liue , oh my ioy , it growes To mighty for me , I must weepe a little To saue my heart — Isa. My young mistresse aliue . Exit Grat. If euer you lou'd Gratiana , plead for Beauford , H 'as beene abus'd , by a villaine , all s discouer'd , W 'aue renew'd hearts , and now I feare , I shall Loose him agen , accus'd here for the death Of Marwood , that was cause of all our suffering . Bel. I ha not wept enough for ioy Gratiana That th' art aliue yet — I vnderstand nothing Beside this comfort . Grat. Deere sir recollect , And second me . Iust. The fact confest , all hope Wil be a pardon sir may be procur'd : Sir Iohn — y' are come in a sad time . Grat. What is the worst you charge him with ? Keeper . He has slaine a Gentle-man . Iust. No common trespasse . Grat. He has done iustice . Iust. How ? Grat. A publicke benefite to his Country in 't . Iust. Killing a man ? her sorrow ouer-throwes Her reason . Grat. Heare me , Marwood was a Villaine , A rebell vnto vertue , a prophaner Of friendships sacred lawes , a murderer Of virgin chastity , against whose malice No innocence could hope protection ; But like a Bird grip'd by an Eagles talent , It growing dyes . What punishment can you inflict on him , That in contemp of nature , and religion , Inforces breach of loue , of holy vowes ? Sets them at warre whose hearts were married In a full congregation of Angels : I know you will not say , but such deserue To dye yet Marwood being dead , you reach Your fury to his heart , that did this benefit . Beau. Oh Gratiana if I may not liue To enjoy thee here , Il would thou hadst beene dead Indeede for in a little time , we shu'd Ha met each other in a better World ? But since I go before thee , I will carry Thy prayse along , and if my soule forget not , What it hath lou'd , when it conuerst with men , I wil so talke of thee among the blest . That they shal be in loue with thee , and descend In holy shapes , to woe thee to come thither , And be of their society doe not veile thy beauty With such a shower , keepe this soft raine , To water some more lost , and barren garden , Least thou destroy the spring , which nature made To be a wonder in thy cheeke Iust. Where is Marwoods body ? Mar. Here sir . Omnes . A liue ! Mil. Ha Marwood ? Mar. A liue , as glad to see thee , as thou art To know thy selfe acquitted for my death ; Which I of purpose by this honest friend , To whose cure , I owe my life , made you beleeue , I increase our ioy at meeting : for you Lady , You are a woman , — yet you might ha beene Lesse violent in your pleading , do not Engage me past respects of mine , or your own honor . Grat. Mine is aboue thy malice , I haue a breast Impenetrable , 'gainst which , thou soundly ayming , Thy arrowes , but recoile into thy bosome , And leaue a wound . Beau. Friend we haue found thy errour — Mar. Let it be mine , we haue had stormes already . Grat. Tell me iniurious man for in this presence You must acquit the honour you accus'd , Discharge thy poyson here , inhumane Traytor — Beau. Thou wo't aske her now forigvenes , she 's al chastitie . Mar. Why d' ee tempt me thus ? Bel. It was ill done sir — Iust Accuse her to her face . Mar. So so , you see , I am silent still . Gra. You are too full of guilt to excuse your trechery . Mar. Then farwell all respect , and heare me tell This bold and insolent woman , that so late Made triumph in my death . Mil. Oh sir proceede not , You do not declare your selfe of generous birth , Thus openly to accuse a Gentle-woman , Were it a truth . Grat. He may throw soyle at heauen , And as soone staine it . Mar. Sirra boy , who made you so peremptory He would be whipt . Mil. With what ? I am not arm'd You see , but your big language would not fright My youth , were it be friended with a sword ; You should find then I would dare to proue it A falsehood , on your person . Iust. How now Milisent ? Mar. Hath my loue made mee thus ridiculous ? Beauford , that you will suffer such a boy To affront me ? then against all the world I rise an enemy , and defie his valour Dares iustifie Gratiana vertuous . Enter Isaac , and Cardona . Isa. Beleeue your eyes . Car. My daughter aliue ? Oh my deare heart . Mar. You are come opportunely , Cardona speake the truth , as thou wouldst not Eate my poinard , is not Gratiana A sinnefull woman . Mar. What meanes Marwood , ha ? Bel. I am in a laborinth ? Car. Hold , I confesse — You neuer did enioy Gratiana . Mar. Ha ? Car. Let not our shame be publicke , sir , you shall Haue the whole truth , oh that my teares were able To wash my sinne away — won with your promises , I did , in hope to marke my self a fortune , And get a husband for my childe , with much Blacke oratoury , woe my daughter to Supply Gratianaes bed , whom with what Circumstance , you enioy'd , that you beleeu'd It was the virgin you desir'd . Bel. I st possible ? Mar. I am at a confasion , where 's this daughter ? Car. She with the feare ( as I conceiue ) of her Dishonour , taking a few iewels with her , Went from me , I know not whither , by this time Dead if not more vnhappy in her fortune . Mar. Into how many sinnes hath lust engag'd me ? Is there a hope you can forgiue , and you , And she whom I haue most dishonor'd I neuer had a conscience till now , To be grieu'd for her , I will hide my selfe From all the World . Mil. Stay sir — Grat. You heare this Beauford , father — Beau. This she confest to me , though I conceal'd From thee the errour , Marwood dead , their shame Would not ha giuen my life aduantage , now We haue ore-come the malice of our fate : I hope you 'le call me sonne . Bel. Both my lou'd children . Iust. I congratulate your ioy . Mar. Beauford , Gentle-men , This is a woman , Lucibol your daughter , The too much iniur'd maide : oh pardon me , Welcom both to my knowledge , and my heart . Car Oh my childe . Iust. My seruant prooue a woman ? Bel. You le marry her . Mar. I shall begin my recompence : Lead you to Church we 'le find the Priest more worke . Iust. He has done some already , for by this time I haue a daughter married to young Hauer . That walk'd in Rawbones liuery , — they 'r return'd . Enter Captaine , Hauer , Iane , Lodam , and Cameleon . Hau. Father your pardon , though you meant me not Your sonne , yet I must call your daughter , wife : Here I resigne my Citizen . Bel. Young Hauer . Iust My blessing on you both , I meant it so : a letter tooke off this Disguise before ; nay here are more couples , Enough to play at Barly-breake . Raw. Master Lodam , you and I are in Hell , Lod. How ? Hau. You and I are friends . Lod. I knew , by instinct , I had no quarell to thee : Art thou Rawbone ? Raw. I am not drunke — Lod. No , but thou art disguis'd shrewdly . Raw. I wonot beleeue , I am awake : This is not possible . Beau. Leaue off to wonder Captaine . Cap. Sure this is a dreame . Raw.

As sure , as you are there Captayne , 'las wee doe but walke and talke in our sleepe , all this while .

Bel.

Away , away .

Lod.

I to dinner bullies .

Raw.

D' ee heare Gentle-men , before you go , does no-body know me ? who am I ? who am I ?

Iust.

You are master Rawbone fit , that would haue married my daughter , that is now wise , I take it , to this Gentle-man , your seeming seruant .

Raw.

Dreame on , dreame on : Iasper , make much a' the wench now th' ast got her , am not I finely guld ?

Hau.

I thinke so .

Raw.

Dreame on together , a good iest yfaith , he thinkes all this is true now .

Cap.

Are not you then , awake fit ?

Raw.

No marry am I not sir .

Cap.

What d' ee thinke a'th at sir . kickes him .

Raw.

That sir ? now do I dreame that I am kickt .

Cap.

You doe not feele it then .

Raw.

Kicke , kicke your hearts out .

Lod.

Say you so , let my foote be in too then .

Raw.

Sure I shall crye out in my sleep — what a long night t is .

Bel.

Set on .

Lod.

I , I , we may come backe , and take him napping .

Beau. Come Gratiana , My soule best halfe , le ts tye the sacred knot , So long deferr'd , neuer did two louers , Meet in so little time so many changes ; Our Wedding day is come , the sorrowes past Shall giue our present ioy more heauenly tast . Exeunt .
Epilogue . Rawbone .

GEntle-men : Pray he fauourable to wake a Foole Dormant I mongst yee ; I ha beene kickt , and kicke to that purpose , may be , they knockt at the wrong doore , my braines are a sleepe in the Garret . I must appeale from their feete to your hands , there is no way but one , you must clap me , and clap mee soonely d' ee heare , I shall hardly come to my selfe else .

Oh since my case without you desperate stands , Wake me with the loud Musicke of your hands . Exit .
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H●uer Hauer a yong Gentle-man , louer of Mistresse Iane Harue● Robert Haruey . N●c at improbae Viuit superstes fama morti , Nec gelidum metuit sepulchrum . O qui ingales corus●â O qui ingales flauus Hymen toros Ambis , coruscâ iam nitidus togâ Incede , ●hirlciana laurus ●hirlciana Ambis , coruscâ iam nitidus togâ Incede , Shirleiana laurus , Perpetuos tibi dat triumphos . sacrat● laurus , Perpetuos tibi dat triumphos . fw-la sacrata vellit ab arbore Ramum , modestas quo decoret S●deribus quo decoret comas Additque vatem Laureatis Sideribus , numerumque claudit . ●lemish'd with which in vaine The windes do wraste : blemish'd with the staine Of impure life , some by Wood-cocke● Your worship shall want no Wood-cockes at the Wedding . sin●● sir , I haue beene a continuall motion euer since I rise . I haue not sayd my prayers to day pro●●●der very ill matcht to draw a Coach , yet at prouender , there wilbe scarce an Oate betweene the ●ade there wilbe scarce an Oate betweene the leane jade , and the fat Gelding . fa● an Oate betweene the leane jade , and the fat Gelding . f●t holds none can be dam'd but leane men , for fat men he sayes must needes bee sau'd by the th●ne but in trust for thee , Gratiana makes all thine . hu●band liue to see my daughter married To a noble husband , the enuye of our time , And exact patterne pret●ee Witty Groome , prethee inuite him forth ; say here's a friend ▪ adoe , ile inuite you : pray come to the . Wedding to morrow . abo●e Twas much aboue my desert sir : Captayne . Tha● laden with the memory of former errours , That I desire to be confest . ▪ Remembrance of her birth , and generous thoughts , She suck'd from her dead mother , with my look● eare-wigges as my man and I : doe wee not looke like . on●t but eating too much : Cameleon now I thinke on't , let the Pygeons alone , the Capon will confideration He shall pay nothing to me but lawfull consideration from time to time , beside the charges of mod●s forty and fifty in the hundred vijs̄ and modis of my owne kins-men , when they were in won ●t Dost thinke I won't keepe my word ? Is●ac Isaac . l●ttle My little wit , thou wo't come with thy master tomorrow irh'buttery minutes , I would venture a cup with thee iyh' buttery , but tis a busie time at home : M●l●sent , but tis a busie time at home : Farewell Milisent . Forgetfu●l Doth warme my veines , yet could nature be Forgetfull and remoue it self , the loue I owe your coth remoue it self , the loue I owe your merit , doth oblige me , to Relation of a truth which bo o●ne Relation of a truth which else would fire My bosome with concealement . I am come To deuide s●u●e with concealement . I am come To deuide your soule , rauish all your pleasures , Poyson the exchan●e and make you curse Your knowledge , couldst exchange thy temper for An angels ▪ at the hearing ▪ couldst exchange thy temper for An angels , at the hearing of this reason , 'Twould ●urne reason , 'Twould make you passionate , and turne man agen . Namen As changing my affection from Gratiana ? Name it , and reach me how to be a monster , ▪ be a monster , For I must loose humanity , oh Marwood , Thou leadst me into a Wildernesse be● and leaue An emptinesse in nature , angels bee Corrupt , and brib'd by mortals sell their ca●st Ha ? th'ast kept thy word thou canst so poison all My comfort ▪ ▪ word thou canst so poison all My comfort . ha●preferred Your friendship I ha preferred To my owne fame , and but to saue ▪ Prosper me goodnesse as my ends are noble : Good-night , collect your selfe , and be Y●s accusat on ; — ha : ith' morning ? Proper . Yes Marwood I will be a man : His 〈◊〉 d , shall 〈◊〉 Proper . Yes Marwood I will be a man : His sword d , shall eyther make past the sence Of en●orce past the sence Of this affliction . or mine enforce A truth from him , if thou beest wrongd tru●h●f●on sence Of this affliction . or mine enforce A truth from him , if thou beest wrongd Gratiana be●st or mine enforce A truth from him , if thou beest wrongd Gratiana Ile ye thy Martyr , but Ile● from him , if thou beest wrongd Gratiana Ile ye thy Martyr , but if false , in this I th● him , if thou beest wrongd Gratiana Ile ye thy Martyr , but if false , in this I gayne Mar●yr if thou beest wrongd Gratiana Ile ye thy Martyr , but if false , in this I gayne to ●ye bu● beest wrongd Gratiana Ile ye thy Martyr , but if false , in this I gayne to ●ye , not ●ye Martyr , but if false , in this I gayne to dye , not hue a sacrifice . hue but if false , in this I gayne to ●ye , not liue a sacrifice . M●stress●s vppon him yester-day , to make hast of my Mistresses shoes , and he told me , he was about the Isa●c Prethee Isaac , make hast , how tedious th'art , hast Persumer As thou goest , call vpon Cod the Perfumer , tell him he vses vs sweetly , has not V●●tener way , to runne to the Diuell , and bid the Vintener make hast with the runlets of Claret , we w● Vintener make hast with the runlets of Claret , we shall ha no time to burne it . an● which the Moone did neuer yet Be-friend with any melancholy beame : Oh Cosen thou hastled hastled with any melancholy beame : Oh Cosen thou hast led me , where I neuer Shall see day moue neue● beame : Oh Cosen thou hastled me , where I neuer Shall see day moue . mo●e hastled me , where I neuer Shall see day moue . ●oo Awakes my resolution , consume not Thy breath too idly , th'ast but a small time For th'use vnder-va'ued to returne so ill My friendship , haue I vnder-valued My shame in the relation of a truth , To thi●ke tempt thy destiny with so Much sinne ? dost thinke I were a sword I dare Not manage ? or that Again● inforc'd To a reuolt ? I am no Rebell Beauford : Againe I must confirme Gratianaes honour Stain'd R●maines Truth is euer constant Remaines vpon her square , firme , and vnshaken . ●o be true , why should We fight , be cruell to our selues , indanger Our eternity , for e●ernity , be cruell to our selues , indanger Our eternity , for the errour of One frayle woman ? let enou● our selues , indanger Our eternity , for the errour of One frayle woman ? let our swords expect woman● Our eternity , for the errour of One frayle woman? ? let our swords expect A nobler cause . exp●ct errour of One frayle woman ? let our swords expect A nobler cause . What man hath such assurance ●ith the soule of wanton beauty , fetterd Euen with their mistresses haire mist●●sses of wanton beauty , fetterd Euen with their mistresses haire as●de aside . F●r loue , beside my kinsman hath beene taxt . For being too prompt in wantonnesse , this confirmes ●oo beside my kinsman hath beene taxt . For being too prompt in wantonnesse , this confirmes it farwe●l prompt in wantonnesse , this confirmes it Then farwell woman kind . d●es This does become you . wo'no● Why should we fight , our letting blood wo'not Cure her , and make her honour white agen ●epen● her honour white agen : We are friends , repent thy sinne , and marry her . defen●'d Wert thou defenc'd with circular fire , more Subtle then the M●y Farewell for euer then , with thy short breath May all thy ills conclude , mine but beginne cam● How came you hurt sir ? no , Not speake ? if he be si● How came you hurt sir ? no , Not speake ? if he be not past hope h●pe sir ? no , Not speake ? if he be not past hope , let vs Cany him to my lodge ▪ my wife ▪ past hope , let vs Carry him to my lodge , my wife is a Peece of a Surgeon , has beene Pe●ce let vs Cany him to my lodge ▪ my wife is a Peece of a Surgeon , has beene fortunate In some Su●g●on him to my lodge ▪ my wife is a Peece of a Surgeon , has beene fortunate In some cures : teare ● Honest Raph , he has some breath yet : Would I had my blood-hound here . ▪ Belfare Iustice Landby , and his daughter Iane , Isaac waiting . si● mistresse Iane . Where's the young Captayn sir your Nephew ? Mee●e hearts , they both are glad , when eyther Meete a good fortune . h●ue daughter ha made discreet election , She'le haue a hopefull Gentle-man . Lan●by Master Landby , It would refresh my age to see her fruitful ●eaufor● him , I should finde a blessing for a young Beauford , and be glad to dandle him , the First d●ndle blessing for a young Beauford , and be glad to dandle him , the First newes of a boy borne by ▪ Master Rawbone , ile be bold to present you With a peece h●d 'Las I had Rather eate a peece of cold Capon at home Th●n Rather eate a peece of cold Capon at home , Than be troublesome abroad . I hope forsooth Mist●●sse Than be troublesome abroad . I hope forsooth Mistresse Iane is as she shud be . ●n She is in health : ●ealth She is in health : C●n You come hither to wish God giue em ioy now . Barathruw cheere , Which will be dam'd in your leane Barathrum , That kitchin-stuffe deuourer . catst , in the meane time would Euery bit thou eatst to day , were steept In Aqua fortis . Beauford● come together , make it not your feare , Beaufords a Gentle-man , and cannot be Guilty of doing W●lcome Ha ? Master Lodam , Welcome . kn●w I know not how he does , Where is the Lady that 〈…〉 heart already doth beginne to prophesie How unkind fate , name what disaster , giue it Expression fou●e They say for certayne , There were foure and twenty Colliers cast away , Comming ●broad newes ith' Citty , But there is worse newes abroad . m●st They say that Canary sacke , must dance Agen to the Apothecaries , and be ▪ Physicke , in hum-glasses , and thimbles , that the Spaw-water must be transported Withall With all my heart : In my conscience the ' ile be wer● soule , as beauty ? for sure , once thou wert so : Hadst thou so cheape opinion of my ●ifled to thy sinne-got issue , A patron of thy rifled , vnchast wombe ? Oh thou wert cruell , tho● patron of thy rifled , vnchast wombe ? Oh thou wert cruell , to reward so ill The heart hea●er like a Screech-owles note , And fright the hearer ; Virgins shall lament That thou hast sham'd si●ke Thy friends shall count thee desperately sicke , And whensoere thou goest abroad , that I●h'other till thou wash away thy staine , and then , ith' other world , we two , may meete agen . Affrick● I haue heard in Affricke , is a tree , which tasted By trauailers st●tue speakes nothing , Is all a weeping Nyobe , a statue , Or in this posture , doth shee not present ▪ posture , doth shee not present A water Nymph , placed in the midst of some Faire Garden har● giue you back your vowes ; with them , your hart ▪ Which I had lock'd vp in my owne , and ▪ you back your vowes ; with them , your hart , Which I had lock'd vp in my owne , and cherisht ●pon possession , There's euery iewell you bestowed upon me , The pledges once of loue . iuiury appeare so Monstrous ? no man will Beleeue my iniury : has heauen forgot To protect innocence f●ll thy damnation in this sinne alone , I me full of pitty now , and spite of man-hood Cannot ●bout Beauford farwell , may Angels Dwell round about thee , liue vntill thou find , When I am vn●ill may Angels Dwell round about thee , liue vntill thou find , When I am dead , thou hast bin Inten●s Though hee giue such respect to him I hate , Intenes no marriage ? thou hast releast My heart Y●ur labouring thoughts , tis now no more a secret , Your father makes a triall of your nature , By Ian● Iane . hear● Thou art , and shalt receiue it , for my heart Is willing to discharge it selfe into thee ●ure vnderstanding guilty of the person I point at ? sure thou canst not choose but know him . Iaue My master , mistresse Iane sent me before , To say , be comes to visite sa●e discouered here , in Milisent you may Repose safe trust . feruant To both a seruant . i● like a puisne , I can giue her possession of it , by deliuery of two-pence wrapt vp in the What▪ s What's that ? mo●e It shu'not neede , no woman can desire more of a man . sh● I can bring her good qualities , if she want any : I ha trauail'd for em . Langu●ges The Languages . susp●ct You suspect shee will want tongue : — let me see — Parlez cam●ag Diggon a camrag . We●ch That's Welch . spagni●l You may speake that more exactly — Hauelar spagniel Signior ? Me●cie Mercie Madame — s●ra pittifull eight in the hundred : — come hither sirra , your name is Cameleon . mea●e Iustice sir , my leane master would eate no meate , and my fat master eates vp all — is your do●blet fasting is a thing my flesh abhorres , if my doublet be not fil'd , I know who fares the worse fi●'d my flesh abhorres , if my doublet be not fil'd , I know who fares the worse for't . I would fa●es , if my doublet be not fil'd , I know who fares the worse for't . I would keepe my flesh D●awer roome I smelt hot Venison , I sent but a Drawer to tell the Company , one in the house with Exe●nt Exeunt Gratiana , Captaine , Milisent . b●ffu●ly●e Let him baffull yee — to him — accep●t you shall challenge him then , if hee dare accept it , ile meete him in your clothes . Ex● Exit begon● So , lets begone quickly , before he threaten me , you made yo● begone quickly , before he threaten me , you made mee challenge him , looke to't . aboy Spirit ? the last time hee was in the field , a boy of seauen yeares old , beate him with ▪ has playd the Vilaine , and is damn'd for't : Could but his soule be brought to heare carrie● Pray read , you know not what this paper carries . ▪ you knew not What satisfaction it contaynes ; Or what she may confesse in't ▪ for my sake ▪ contaynes ▪ Or what she may confesse in't : for my sake — ▪ Reads . 〈◊〉 made the change . From her that was , would ha become this paper Had she conseru'd her Sybil● and touch it , with More veneration then a Sybils leafe ▪ But now all Ceremony must be held leaf● touch it , with More veneration then a Sybils leafe ▪ But now all Ceremony must be held A superstition ▪ with More veneration then a Sybils leafe ; But now all Ceremony must be held A superstition No● Not I , her owne sinne made her . satisfactio● nor can my age make me appeare Vnworthy a satisfaction from thy sword . t'has● Contemne not Beauford my gray haires , if t'hast A Noble soule , keepe not this distance m● cald an iniury ? didst not mocke Me , and my poore fond girle with marriage ? Till all rob● my wrong'd child . O Beauford ! thou hast rob'd A father , and a daughter — but I wo not me● thou wouldst beleeue my innocence , deny mee not this fauour after Death , to say I once no● thou wouldst beleeue my innocence , deny mee not this fauour after Death , to say I once H● after Death , to say I once lou'd thee — Ha death ? Captaine is she dead ? iniury● Accuser by this time , knowes the reward of my iniurye Farewell , I am carrying my Prayers for drown'd● tragicke period , And with a loud sigh breake : drown'de Twas no sinne aboue heauens pardon ▪ Though ▪ drown'de Twas no sinne aboue heauens pardon , Though thou hadst beene false , To thy first ▪ and me , I wod not had Thee dyed so soone : or if thou hadst affected That death , I wo●●t The Law vnbury me for Marwoods death , I wonot hope for life , mercy sha' not saue Him out fortune . Yet yours does so exactly paint our misery That he , that wanted of his owne soon● Too soone , from thence sprung my vnhappines . Fins●ury Rawbone Has challeng'd Mr. Lodam , the place Finsbury — tha'not able to fright em both Out a'their sences , tha' not soule enough To skirmish with a field-mouse dependanc● prophesie what now I finde , our stories Haue dependance hop● me : Did he suruiue his slander ? there is hope He did recant the iniury he did me . reca●t suruiue his slander ? there is hope He did recant the iniury he did me . W●'d Wo'd he had not beene My kinsman , I beginne mali●e Has , malice Found out another murderer ? the● your honour with , let her be Examin'd , then her knowledge will quit you , Or make your yo●r then her knowledge will quit you , Or make your suffering appeare iust , this is An easie s●ffe●ing her knowledge will quit you , Or make your suffering appeare iust , this is An easie triall , iu●t quit you , Or make your suffering appeare iust , this is An easie triall , and since Marwood ●y had A stubborne soule , for though he were my kins-man I preferre iustice , and held ●ham ●ham my kins-man I preferre iustice , and held shame to checke His owne report , women haue softer enfo●ce be so manag'd , if there be A treason , to enforce confession from her : Would you please t'imploy ●eruice her : Would you please t'imploy me in this seruice , And though vnworthy be directed by me com●ort you , ile engage my being You shall finde comfort in't . m●n before we be discouered , I do not like when men lye perdue , beside , there may be three p●rdue be discouered , I do not like when men lye perdue , beside , there may be three or foure of Wind-mill● They bee Wind-mille . wo●'st And yet , thou wod'st perswade me , twas an ambush for me . ▪ valiant : I haue a sword ; and if I doe draw . it shall — be against my will : is he not sha●l If he come , some body shall smell ill favouredly , ere he and I part ●ll If he come , some body shall smell ill favouredly , ere he and I part : — ha ! ●auouredly If he come , some body shall smell ill favouredly , ere he and I part : — ha ! by this ●●●sh ●re , some body shall smell ill favouredly , ere he and I part : — ha ! by this ●●●sh tis ●●●sh favouredly , ere he and I part : — ha ! by this fl●sh tis he ; Cam , go tell him I am sicke . ●ell : — ha ! by this ●●●sh tis he ; Cam , go tell him I am sicke . Ha●er Enter Hauer , Rawbone , ( hauing chang'd cloathes ) hour●s I haue expected you this two houres , which is more then I had one to all the Wh●rson Whorson , moale-cather . Wel●●●y● Wellslye toade . c●nferre Let vs conferre a little . Con●erie Conferre me no conferrings : I will haue no more melanchol●y mightest ha kept thee at home , with thy melancholy Cat , that keepes thy Study , with whom s●apt What haue I scapt ? debrors away on pious vses : then summon all thy debtors by a Drum , and giue em in , all their Bills wer● Then say when thou art dead , thou wert offred conditions for thy life : Cam , thou Oh●Cam Oho Cam . — sleen● Puls Haue , by the sleeue . r ●ogue Ah — Iasper , rogue that I was , where were my braines to challenge ▪ Constable is carrying me to New-gate — now , now . I me at the Sessions house , i'the Docke I me is carrying me to New-gate — now , now ▪ Ime at the Sessions house , i'the Docke : ●●nd word shall bee as good as a note vnder thy hand , 〈◊〉 not my fury — wod I were off , with 〈◊〉 shall bee as good as a note vnder thy hand , tempt not my fury — wod I were off , with asking par●●e Hold : I demaund a parlee . Captay●e handsomely to me ; a pritty sparke faith Captayne . c●nst souldier , because I see th'ast a spirit , and canst vse thy Weapon , ile bestow a dull blade Agu● My Ague has not left mee yet ▪ there's a grudging ▪ My Ague has not left mee yet , there's a grudging a'the halter still : Rawbon● Master Rawbone , I repent my opinion of your Cowardize ●ee ha' yee not arte enough To make this Ewe tree grow here , or this Bayes ? The embleme ` Twas Thou shat not number many minutes , know 'Twas my mis-fortune to close vp the eyes Of Marwood hell-ca● Virgins I'th sinfull market ; nay I must know hell-cat What was the price you tooke for Gratianaes Gratiana●s hell-cat What was the price you tooke for Gratianaes : Did Marwood come off roundly with his ▪ Did Marwood come off roundly with his wages : Tell me the truth , or by my fathers soule hi● Did vitiously affect her : Won with his gifts and flatteries , I promis'd My assistance sha● boldly would Out innocence plead for vs ; but shas done . Gratiana●s Then was Gratianaes honor sau'd . ▪ Death is too poore a thing to suffer for her : Some spirit guide mee where her body lyes c●im●o● some artery Of mine were open'd , and the crimson flood Conuay'd into her veines , it would in●o were open'd , and the crimson flood Conuay'd into her veines , it would agree And with a gentle v●ines , and the crimson flood Conuay'd into her veines , it would agree And with a gentle gliding in li●'no gliding steale it selfe Into her heart , inlif'ne her dead faculties , And with a flattery flat●ery inli●'no her dead faculties , And with a flattery , tice her soule agen , To dwell in her Op●●s Opens . ●o● cannot choose but talke idly , For he has not slept since the last great mist . M●st Mist ? ▪ I sir , his daughter , my young mistresse went away w●uld nor tydings of her , to tell you true , I would not disgrace my old master , but hee is W●uld he that first would rob her of her honor , Would or feare after-ward to kill Gratiana , He arrangn'd after-ward to kill Gratiana , He shall be arrang'd for't ; — but where shall wee Get honest ●h euidence , but preferre iustice To ready mony ? oh this age is barren — ▪ Gratiana the newes before him . Follow me — husband● Are fortunes darlings , gouerne al , their husbands Variety of pleasure , and apparell When Prec●pts My duty hath receiu'd , and practiz'd , as Precepts from heauen , but neuer did I heare You canonely plant my affection on Noblenesse , which can onely be sufficient To make it fruitefull 〈◊〉 But such another word , and I take off My blessing 〈◊〉 Alas , I feare He is in earnest , marry me to ●o He is in earnest , marry me to my graue , to that you shall haue my consent , oh do not fal●e , oh do not Enforce mee to be guilty of a false Vow , both to Heauen and Angels ; on my 〈◊〉 Humble your heart , rise and correct your sullennesse , I am resolu'd 〈◊〉 you be sacrific'd To an vnthrift , that wil dice away his skinne , Rather then want to stake Ord●aries his skinne , Rather then want to stake at Ordinaries ? Consume what I haue gather'd at a breake-fast draugh haue gather'd at a breake-fast , Or mornings draught ? and when you ha teem'd for him Turne Semptresse Semptr●●le draught ? and when you ha teem'd for him Turne Semptresse to find milke and clouts for babies : Foote ●ayle maintaine him in the Compter ? Or if this fayle , erect a bandy Citadell , Well man'd , ●●my-Cannon Citadell , Well man'd , which fortified with demy-Cannon Tobacco pipes , may raise you to a fortune S●●rre Starre me no starres , ile haue my will — n●yther I neyther know , nor care for you , vnlesse You can te●l and a nest of learned Rabbies To iudge by : tell me whither she be a liue , Or dead , and a●d Be wise and keep your counsell , is not all for your 〈…〉 Lady , I hope by this time , you are able to distinguish 〈◊〉 you are able to distinguish A difference betweene Rawbone and my selfe . Ra●bone are able to distinguish A difference 〈◊〉 Rawbone and my selfe . fi●d● I finde 〈◊〉 . 〈◊〉 I finde little . n●ble You shall doe noble sir . O●e-ioyes My nephew giues you valiant , your merit Ore-ioyes me , and to shew how much I value Your worth Ian● ere we part , receiue him Into your bosome Iane , or loose me euer . ▪ I allow it , and will dine with you . pr●pare shall supply my place at Church , while I prepare for your returne , some guests wee must mo●●e guests wee must haue — nay , nay haste , the morne growes old , wee'le ha't a Wedding day . Off●. Offi. 〈…〉 innocence could hope protection ; But like a Bird grip'd by an Eagles talent , It growing dyes . grow●ng ; But like a 〈…〉 by an Eagles talent , It growing dyes . What punishment can you inflict on war●e breach of loue , of holy vowes ? Sets them at warre whose hearts were married In a 〈◊〉 congregation 〈◊〉 them at warre whose hearts were married In a full congregation of Angels : I know you will Angel● hearts were married In a 〈◊〉 congregation of Angels : I know you will not say , but such deserue no● congregation of Angels : I know you will not say , but such deserue To dye yet Marwood hea●t Marwood being dead , you reach Your fury to his heart , that did this benefit . G●ati●●● Oh Gratiana if I may not liue To 〈◊〉 thee here , Il m●y Oh Gratiana if I may not liue To 〈◊〉 thee here , Il would thou 〈◊〉 Oh Gratiana if I may not liue To enjoy thee here , Il would thou hadst beene dead so , Il would thou hadst beene dead Indeede for in a little time , we shu'd 〈…〉 each other 〈…〉 dead Indeede so in a little time , we shu'd Ha met each other in a better World ? But since 〈◊〉 since I go before thee , I will carry Thy prayse along , and if my soule forget not , What 〈◊〉 and if my soule forget not , What it hath lou'd , when it conuerst with men , I wil so talke 〈◊〉 thither , And be of their society doe not veile thy beauty With such a shower , keepe this ba●ren soft raine , To water some more lost , and barren garden , Least thou destroy the spring , na●ure garden , Least thou destroy the spring , which nature made To be a wonder in thy cheeke s●e A liue , as glad to see thee , as thou art To know thy selfe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 see thee , as thou art To know thy selfe acquitted for my 〈◊〉 ; Which I of purpose by this 〈◊〉 as thou art To know thy selfe 〈◊〉 for my death ; Which I of purpose by this honest friend p●eading you might ha beene Lesse violent in your pleading , do not Engage me past respects of mine Eng●ge beene Lesse violent in your pleading , do not Engage me past respects of mine , or your own honor mi●e pleading , do not Engage me past respects of mine , or your own honor . ha●e Mine is aboue thy malice , I haue a breast Impenetrable , 'gainst which , ●●ndly breast Impenetrable , 'gainst which , thou soundly ayming , Thy arrowes , but recoile into Fri●nd Friend we haue found thy errour — L●t Let it be mine , we haue had stormes already sto●mes Let it be mine , we haue had stormes already . Tel● Tell me iniurious man for in this presence You accus●d this presence You must acquit the honour you accus'd , Discharge thy poyson here , in humane in humane you accus'd , Discharge thy poyson here , inhumane Traytor — wo●t Thou wo't aske her now forigvenes , she's al chastitie a●ke Thou wo't aske her now forigvenes , she's al chastitie so giuene● Thou wo't aske her now forigvenes , she's al chastitie . t●us Why d'ee tempt me thus ? t●o You are too full of guilt to excuse your trechery . f●l You are too full of guilt to excuse your trechery . b●g what ? I am not arm'd You see , but your big language would not fright My youth , were fals● hood should find then I would dare to proue it A falsehood , on your person . oppor●unely You are come opportunely , Cardona speake the truth , as thou wouldst p●●nard speake the truth , as thou wouldst not Eate my poinard , is not Gratiana A sinnefull woman . H●ld Hold , I confesse — You neuer did enioy Gratiana Y●u Hold , I confesse — You neuer did enioy Gratiana . sh●m● Let not our shame be publicke , sir , you shall Haue the whole pub●icke Let not our shame be publicke , sir , you shall Haue the whole truth , wi●h teares were able To wash my sinne away — won with your promises , I did , in hope to marke B●acke And get a husband for my childe , with much Blacke oratoury , woe my daughter to Supply Gratianaes ●hat daughter to Supply Gratianaes bed , whom with what Circumstance , you enioy'd , that you beleeu'd enioy●d Gratianaes bed , whom with what Circumstance , you enioy'd , that you beleeu'd It was the virgin you tha● whom with what Circumstance , you enioy'd , that you beleeu'd It was the virgin you desir'd b●leeu'd what Circumstance , you enioy'd , that you beleeu'd It was the virgin you desir'd . ●t I am at a confasion , where's this daughter ? h●th Into how many sinnes hath lust engag'd me ? Is there a hope you can ●nd engag'd me ? Is there a hope you can forgiue , and you , And she whom I haue most dishonor'd co●fest This she confest to me , though I conceal'd From thee the Lea● I shall begin my recompence : Lead you to Church we'le find the Priest more P●iest recompence : Lea● you to Church we'le find the Priest more worke . do●e He has done some already , for by this time I haue a li●e●y to young Hauer . That walk'd in Rawbones liuery , — they'r return'd . Dis●●uise , I meant it so : a letter tooke off this Disguise before ; nay here are more couples , Enough Enoug● Disguise before ; nay here are more couples , Enough to play at Barly-break ▪ Barly-break▪ here are more couples , Enough to play at Barly-breake ▪ more couples , Enough to play at Barly-break . Ma●●e●Lodam Master Lodam , you and I are in Hell , ●runke I am not drunke — Sur● Sure this is a dreame . ou● Captayne , 'las wee doe but walke and talke in our sleepe , all this while . sl●epe , 'las wee doe but walke and talke in our sleepe , all this while . a'tha● What d'ee thinke a'that sir . k●cke● kickes him . foo●e Say you so , let my foote be in too then . s●rrowes many changes ; Our Wedding day is come , the sorrowes past Shall giue our present ioy more heauenly ●on●st Pray he fauourable to wake a Foole Dormant I mongst yee ; ● ha beene kickt , and kicke to that ● fauourable to wake a Foole Dormant I mongst yee ; I ha beene kickt , and kicke to that purpose kick● Dormant I mongst yee ; ● ha beene kickt , and kicke to that purpose , may be , they knockt at ▪ doore , my braines are a sleepe in the Garret . I must appeale from their feete to your soon●ly but one , you must clap me , and clap mee soonely d'ee heare ▪ I shall hardly come to my selfe d●e● , you must clap me , and clap mee soonely d'ee heare ▪ I shall hardly come to my selfe ▪ clap me , and clap mee soonely d'ee heare , I shall hardly come to my selfe else .