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THE GENTLEMAN USHER . By GEORGE CHAPMAN .

AT LONDON Printed by V. S. for Thomas Thorppe . 1606 .

THE GENTLEMAN VSHER .
ACTVS PRIMVS , SCAENA PRIMA . Enter Strozza , Cynanche , and Pogio. Strozza .

HAste nephew , what , a sluggard ? Fie for shame , Shal he that was our morning Cock , turn Owle , And locke out day light from his drowsie eies ?

Pog.

Pray pardon mee for once , lord vnkle , for I le bee sworne , I had such a dreame this morning : me thought one came with a commission to take a Sorrell curtoll , that was stolne from him , wheresoeuer hee could find him . And because I feared he would lay claime to my sorrell curtoll in my stable I ran to the Smith to haue him set on his mane againe , and his taile presently , that the Commission-man might not thinke him a curtoll . And when the Smith would not doe it , I fell a beating of him , so that I could not wake for my life til I was reuenged on him .

Cyn.

This is your old valure nephew , that will fight sleeping as well as waking .

Pog.

Slud Aunt , what if my dreame had beene true ( as it might haue beene for any thing I knew ) there 's neuer a smith in Italie , shall make an Asse of me in my sleepe , if I can chuse .

Stroz. Well said , my furious nephew : but I see You quite forget that we must rowse to day The sharp-tuskt Bore : and blaze our huntsmanship before the duke . Pog.

Forget Lord vncle ? I hope not ; you thinke belike my wittes are as brittle as a Beetle , or as skittish as your Barbarie Mare : one cannot crie wehie , but straight shee cries tihi .

Stro.

Well ghest coosen Hysteron Proteron .

Pog.

But which way will the dukes grace hunt to day ?

Stro.

Toward Count Lassos house his Grace will hunt , Where he will visit his late honourd mistresse .

Pog.

Who Ladie Margaret , that deare yong dame ? Will his antiquitie , neuer leane his iniquitie ?

Cyn.

Why how now nephew ? turnd Parnassus lately ?

Pog.

Nassus ? I know not : but I would I had all the dukes liuing for her sake , I de make him a poore duke ifaith .

Stro.

No doubt of that , if thou hadst all his liuing .

Pog.

I would not stand dreaming of the matter as I do now .

Cyn.

Why how doe you dreame nephew ?

Pog.

Mary all last night me thought I was tying her shoo-string .

Stro.

What all night tying her shoostring ?

Pog.

I that I was , and yet I tied it not neither ; for as I was tying it , the string broke me thought , and then me thought , hauing but one poynt at my hose , me thought , I gaue her that to tie her shoo with all .

Cyn.

A poynt of much kindnesse I assure you .

Pog.

Whervpon , in the verie nicke me thought the Count came rushing in , and I ranne rushing out , with my heeles about my hose for haste .

Stro.

So , will you leaue your dreaming , and dispatch ?

Pog.

Mum , not a worde more , I le goe before , and ouertake you presently .

Exit . Cyn. My Lord I fancie not these hunting sports , When the bold game you follow turnes againe , And stares you in the face : let me behold A cast of Faulcons on their merry wings , Daring the stooped prey , that shifting flies : Or let me view the fearefull Hare or Hinde , Tosst like a musicke point with harmonie Of well mouthed hounds . This is a sport for Princes , The other rude Boares yeeld fit game for Boores . Stro. Thy timorous spirit blinds thy iudgement , wife , Those are most royall sports that most approue The huntsmans prowesse , and his hardie minde . Cyn. My Lord , I know too well your vertuous spirit , Take heede for Gods loue if you rowse the Bore , You come not neere him , but discharge aloofe Your wounding Pistoll , or well aymed Dart . Stro. I Mary wife this counsaile rightly flowes Out of thy bosome , pray thee take lesse care , Let Ladies at their tables iudge of Bores , Lords in the field : And so farewell sweete loue ; Faile not to meete me at Earle Lassos house . Cyn.

Pray pardon me for that : you know I loue not These solemne meetings .

Stro. You must needes , for once Constraine your disposition ; and indeede I would acquaint you more with Ladie Margaret , For speciall reason . Cyn.

Very good , my Lord . Then I must needes go fit me for that presence .

Stro.

I pray thee doe , farewell .

Exit Cyn.

Here comes my friend .

Enter Uincentio . Good day my Lord ; why does your grace confront So cleare a morning with so clowdie lookes ? Vin. Ask'st thou my griefes , that knowst my desprate loue Curbd by my fathers sterne realitie : Must not I mourne that know not whether yet I shall enioy a stepdame or a wife ? Stro. A wife prince , neuer doubt it ; your deserts And youthfull graces haue engag'd so farre , The beauteous Margaret , that she is your owne . Vin. O but the eie of watchfull iealousie Robs my desires of meanest inioy her fauour . Stro. Despaire not : there are meanes enow for you , Suborne some seruant of some good respect , That s neere your choice , who though she needs no wooing , May yet imagine you are to begin , Your strange yong loue sute , and so speake for you , Beare your kind letters , and get safe accesse . All which when he shall do ; you neede not feare His trustie secrecie , because he dares not Reueale escapes , where of himselfe is Author , Whom you may best attempt , she must reueale ; For if she loues you , she already knowes , And in an instant can resolue you that . Vin. And so she will , I doubt not : would to heauen I had fit time , euen now to know her minde : This counsaile feedes my heart with much sweet hope . Stro. Pursue it then ; t' will not be hard t' effect : The Duke haz none for him , but Medice That fustian Lord , who in his buckram face , Bewraies , in my conceit , a map of basenesse . Vin. I , there s a parcell of vnconstrued stuffe , That vnknowne Minion raisde to honours height , Without the helpe of Vertue , or of Art , Or ( to say true ) nay of honest part : O how she shames my father ! he goes like A Princes foote-man , in old fashioned silkes , And most times , in his hose and dublet onely , So miserable , that his owne few men Doe beg by vertue of his liuerie ; For he giues none for any seruice done him , Or any honour , any least reward . Stro. T is pittie such should liue about a Prince : I would haue such a noble counterfet , nailde Vpon the Pillory , and after , whipt For his adultery with nobilitie , Vin. Faith I would faine disgrace him by all meanes , As enemy to his base-bred ignorance , That being a great Lord , cannot write nor reade . Stro. For that , weel le follow the blinde side of him , And make it sometimes subiect of our mirth . Enter Pogioposte . Vin.

See , what newes with your Nephew Pogio ?

Stro.

None good I warrant you .

Pog.

Where should I finde my Lord Vnckle ?

Stro.

What s the huge haste with you ?

Pog.

O ho , you will hunt to day .

Stro.

I hope I will .

Pog.

But you may hap to hop without your hope : for the truth is , Kilbucke is runne mad .

Stro.

What s this ?

Pog.

Nay , t' is true sir : and Kilbucke being runne mad , bit Ringwood so by the left buttocke , you might haue turnd your nose in it .

Vin.

Out Asse .

Pog.

By heauen you might my Lord : d' ee thinke I he ?

Vin.

Zwoundes , might I ? let s blanket him my Lord : a blanket heere .

Pog.

Nay , good my Lord Vincentio , by this rush I tell you for good will : and Venus your brache there , runnes so prowd , that your Hunts man cannot take her downe for his life .

Stro.

Take her vp foole , thou wouldst say .

Pog.

Why sir , he would soone take her down and he could take her vp I warrant her .

Uin.

Well said , ham mer , hammer .

Po.

Nay , good now let s alone , and there s your horse , Gray Strozza too haz the staggers , and haz strooke bay . Bettrice , your Barbary mare so , that shee goes halting a this fashion , most filthily .

Stro. What poison blisters thy vnhappy tongue Euermore braying forth vnhappy newes , Our hunting sport is at the best my Lord : How shall I satisfie the Duke your father , Defrauding him of his expected sport ? See , see , he comes . Enter Alphonso , Medice , Sarpego , with attendants . Alph.

Is this the copie of the speech you wrote , Signieur Sarpego ?

Sar. It is a blaze of wit pocticall , Reade it , braue Duke , with eyes pathetical . Alp. We will peruse it strait : well met Vincentio , And good Lord Strozza , we commend you both For your attendance : but you must conceiue , T is no true hunting we intend to day , But an inducement to a certaine shew , Wherewith we will present our beateous loue , And therein we bespeake your company . Vin.

We both are ready to attend your Highnesse .

Alp. See then , heere is a Poeme that requires Your worthy censures ; offerd if it like To furnish our intended amorous shew : Reade it Uincentio . Vin.

Pardon me my Lord , Lord Medices reading , will expresse it better ,

Med. My patience can digest your scoffes my Lord . I care not to proclaime it to the world : I can nor write , nor reade ; and what of that ? I can both see and heare , as well as you . Alp.

Still are your wits at warre : heere , read this poeme .

Vin. The red fac'd Sunne hath firkt the flundering shades , And cast bright ammell on Auroraes brow . Alp. High words and strange : Reade on Vincentio . Vin.

The busky groues that gag-tooth'd boares do shrowd With cringle crangle hornes do ring alowd .

Pog.

My Lord , my Lord , I haue a speech heere worth ten of this , and yet I le mend it too .

Alp.

How likes Vincentio ?

Vin. It is strangely good , No inkehorne euer did bring forth the like , Could these braue prancing words with Actions spurre , Be ridden throughly , and managed right , T' would fright the audience , and perhaps delight . Sarp.

Doubt you of action sir ?

Vin.

I , for such stuffe .

Sarp. Then know my Lord , I can both act and teach To any words ; when I in Padua schoolde it , I plaid in one of Plautus Comedies , Namely , Curculto , where his part I acted , Proiecting from the poore summe of foure lines , Forty faire actions . Alp.

Let s see that I pray .

Sarp. Your Highnesse shall commaund , But pardon me , if in my actions heate Entering in post post haste I chaunce to take vp Some of your honord heels ; Po.

Y 'ad best leaue out that action for a thing that I know sir .

Sarp.

Then shal you see what I can do without it .

Alp.

See see , he hath his furniture and all .

Sarp. You must imagine , Lords , I bring good newes , Whereof being princely prowd I scowre the streete And ouer-tumble euery man I meete . Exit Sarp. Pog.

Beshrew my heart if he take vp my heeles .

Enter Sarp. Sarp. Date viam mihi Noti , atque Ignoti . Dum ego , hîc , officium meum facio . Fugite omnes atque abite , & de via secedite , ne quem in cursu ; aut capite , aut cubito , aut pectore offendam , aut genu . Alp. Thankes good Seigneur Sarpego . How like you Lords , this stirring action ? Stro. In a cold morning it were good my Lord . But something harshe vpon repletion . Sarp. Sir I haue ventred , being enioynde to eate Three schollers commons , and yet drewe it neate . Pogio.

Come sir , you meddle in too many matters ; let vs I pray tend on our owne shew at my lord Lassos .

Sarp. Doing obeisance then to euery lord I now consorte you sir euen toto corde . Exit . Sarp. & Pog. Med. My lord , away with these scholastique wits , Lay the inuention of your speech on me , And the performance too ; i le play my parte , that you shall say , Nature yeelds more then Art . Alp. Bee 't so resolu'd ; vnartificiall truth An vnfaind passion can descipher best . Vin.

But t' wil be hard my lord , for one vnlearnd .

Med.

Vnlearnd ? I cry you mercie sir ; vnlearnd ?

Vin. I meane , vntaught my lord , to make a speech , As a pretended Actor , without close , More gratious then your doublet and your hose . Alph. What , think you sonne we meane t' expresse a speech Of speciall weight without a like attire ? Vin.

Excuse me then my lord ; so stands it well .

Stro.

Haz brought them rarely in , to pageant him .

Med. What ; thinke you lord ; we thinke not of attire ? Can we not make vs ready at this age ? Stro.

Alas my lord , your wit must pardon his .

Vin.

I hope it will , his wit is pittyfull .

Stro.

I pray stand by my Lord ; y' are troublesome .

Vin.

To none but you ; am I to you my Lord ?

Med.

Not vnto mee .

Vin.

Why then you wrong me Strozza .

Med.

Nay , fall not out my Lords .

Stro. May I not know What your speech is my Liege ? Alp.

None but my selfe , and the Lord Medice .

Med. No , pray my Lord Let none partake with vs . Alp. No be assur'd , But for another cause ; a word Lord Strozza , I tell you true , I feare Lord Medice Will scarce discharge the speach effectually : As we goe therefore , i le explaine to you My whole intent ; that you may second him If neede and his debilitie require . Stro.

Thanks for this grace my Liege .

Vincentio ouerheares . Med.

My Lord ; your sonne .

Alp. Why how now sonne ? forbeare ; yet t is no matter Wee talke of other businesse Medice And come , we will prepare vs to our shew . Exeunt . Stro. Vin.

Which as we can , wee le cast to ouerthrow .

Enter Lasso , Corteza , Margaret , Bassiolo , Sarpego , two Pages , Bassiolo bare before . Bas.

Stand by there , make place .

Lass. Saie now Bassiolo ; you on whom relies The generall disposition of my house , In this our preparation , for the Duke Are all our officers at large instructed , For fit discharge of their peculiar places ? Bass.

At large my lord instructed .

Lass.

Are all our chambers hung ? Thinke you our house amplie capacious to lodge all the traine ?

Bass. Amply capacious : I am passing glad . And now then to our mirth and musicall shew , Which after supper we intend t' indure , Welcomes cheefe dainties : for choice cates at home , Euer attend on Princes ; mirth abroad , Are all parts perfect . Sarp.

One I know there is .

Lass.

And that is yours .

Sarp. Well guest in earnest Lord , I neede not erubescere , to take So much vpon me : That my backe will beare . Bass. Nay , he will be perfection it selfe , For wording well , and dexterous action too . Lass.

And will these waggish pages , hit their songs ?

2 Pag.

Remi fa solla ?

Lass. O they are practising ; good boyes , well done ; But where is Pogio ? there y' are ouershot . To lay a capitall part vpon his braine , Whose absence tells me plainely hee 'le neglect him . Bass. O no my Lord , he dreames of nothing else , And giues it out in wagers , hee 'le excell ; And see , ( I told your Lo: ) he is come . Enter Pogio. Pog.

How now my Lord , haue you borrowed a Snite for me : Seigneur Bassiolo , can all say , are all things ready ? the Duke is hard by , and little thinks that I le be an Actor ifaith , I keepe all close my Lord .

Lass. O , t is well done , call all the Ladies in , Sister and daughter , come , for Gods sake come , Prepare your courtliest carriage for the Duke . Enter Corte , Margarite , and maide . Corte And Neece , in any case remember this , Praise the old man , and when you see him first , Looke me on none but him , smiling and louingly : And then , when he comes neere , make beisance low , With both your hands thus mouing , which not onely Is as t' were courtly , and most comely too , But speakes ( as who should say ) come hither Duke ; And yet saies nothing , but you may denie . Lass.

Well taught sister .

Mar. I , and to much end : I am exceeding fond to humour him . Lass.

Harke , does he come with musicke ? what , and bound ?

An amorous deuice : daughter , obserue .

Enter Enchanter , with spirits singing ; after them ; Medice , like Syluanus , next the Duke bound , Vincentio , Strozza , with other . Vin. Now let s gull Medice , I doe not doubt , But this attire put on , will put him out . Stro.

Wee le doe our best to that end , therefore marke .

Ench. Lady , or Princesse , both your choice commands . These spirits and I , all seruants of your beautie , Present this royall captiue to your mercie . Mar.

Captiue to mee a subiect .

Vin. I , faire Nimph ; And how the worthy mystery befell Syluanus heere , this woodden god can tell . Alp.

Now my Lord .

Vin.

Now is the time man , speake .

Med.

Peace .

Alp.

Peace Vincentio .

Vin. Swonds my Lord , Shall I stand by and suffer him to shame you ? My Lord Medice ? Stro.

Will you not speake my Lord ?

Med.

How can I ?

Vin. But you must speake in earnest : Would not your Highnesse haue him speake my Lord ? Med. Yes , and I will speake , and perhaps speake so , As you shall neuer mend : I can I know . Vin.

Doe then my good Lord .

Alp.

Medice , forth .

Med.

Goddesse , faire goddesse , for no lesse , no lesse .

Alp.

No . lesse , no lesse ? no more , no more : speake you .

Med.

Swounds they haue put me out .

Vin. Laugh your faire goddesse , This nobleman disdaines to be your foole . Alp.

Vincentio , peace .

Vin. Swounds my Lord , it is as good a shew : Pray speake Lord Strozza . Stroz.

Honourable dame .

Vin.

Take heede you be not out I pray my Lord .

Stro. I pray forbeare my Lord Vincentio : How this destressed Prince came thus inthralde , I must relate with words of height and wonder : His Grace this morning visiting the woods , And straying farre , to finde game for the Chase , At last , out of a mirtle groue he rowsde A vast and dreadfull Boare , so sterne and fierce , As if the Feend fell Crueltie her selfe Had come to fright the woods in that strange shape . Alp.

Excellent good .

Vin.

Too good a plague on him .

Stro. The princely Sauage being thus on foote , Tearing the earth vp with his thundering hoofe , And with th e'nragde Aetna of his breath . Firing the ayre , and scorching all the woods , Horror held all vs Huntsmen from pursuit , Onely the Duke incenst with our cold feare , Incouragde like a second Hercules . Vin.

Zwounds , too good man .

Stro. Pray thee let me alone : And like the English signe of great Saint George . Vin.

Plague of that Simile .

Stro. Gaue valorous example , and like fire , Hunted the monster close , and chargde so fierce , That he inforc'd him ( as our sence conceiu'd ) To leape for soile into a cristall spring , Where on the suddaine strangely vanishing , Nimph-like for him , out of the waues arose Your sacred figure like Diana armde , And ( as in purpose of the beasts reuenge ) Dischargde an arrow through his Highnesse breast , Whence yet no wound or any blood appearde : With which , the angry shadow left the light : And this Enchanter with his power of spirits , Brake from a caue , scattering enchanted sounds , That strooke vs sencelesse , while in these strange bands , These cruell spirits thus inchainde his armes , And led him captiue to your heauenly eyes , Th' intent whereof on their report relies . En. Bright Nimph , that Boare figur'd your crueltie , Chared by loue , defended by your beautie . This amorous Huntsman heere , we thus inthral'd , As the attendants on your Graces charmes , And brought him hither by your bounteous hands . To be releast , or liue in endlesse bands . Lass. Daughter , release the Duke : alas my Liege . What meant your Highnesse to indure this wrong ? Co.

Enlarge him Neece , come dame , it must be so .

Mar.

What Madam , shall I arrogate so much ?

Lass.

His Highnesse pleasure is to grace you so .

Alp. Performe it then sweete loue , it is a deede Worthy the office of your honor'd hand . Mar. Too worthie I confesse my Lord for me , If it were serious : but it is in sport , And women are fit Actors for such pageants . Alp. Thanks gracious loue ; why made you strange of this ? I rest no lesse your captiue then before , For me vntying , you haue tied me more . Thanks Strozza for your speech , no thanks to you . Med.

No , thanke your sonne my Lord .

Lass. T' was very well , Exceeding well performed on euery part , How say you Bassiolo ? Bass.

Rare I protest my Lord .

Cor. O , my Lord Medice became it rarely , Me thought I likde his manlie being out ; It becomes Noblemen to doe nothing well . Lass. Now then wil 't please your Grace to grace our house , And still vouchsafe our seruice further honour . Al.

Leade vs my Lord , we will your daughter leade .

Exit . Vin.

You do not leade , but drag her leaden steps .

Stro.

How did you like my speech ?

Vin.

O fie vpon 't , your Rhetoricke was too fine .

Stro. Nothing at all : I hope saint Georges signe was grosse enough : But ( to be serious ) as these warnings passe , Watch you your father , I le watch Medice , That in your loue-suit , we may shun suspect : To which end , with your next occasion , vrge Your loue to name the person she will choose , By whose meanes you may safely write or meete . Vin.

That s our cheefe businesse : and see , heere she comes .

Enter Margaret in haste . Mar. My Lord , I onely come to say , y' are welcome , And so must say , farewell . Uin.

One word I pray .

Mar.

What s that ?

Vin. You needes must presently deuise , What person trusted chiefely with your guard , You thinke is aptest for me to corrupt , In making him a meane for our safe meeting ? Mar. My fathers Vsher , none so fit , If you can worke him well : and so farewell , With thanks my good Lord Strozza for your speech . Exit . Stro.

I thanke you for your patience , mocking Lady .

Vin. O what a fellow haz she pickt vs out ? One that I would haue choosde past all the rest , For his close stockings onely . Stro. And why not ? For the most constant fashion of his hat ? Vin. Nay then , if nothing must be left vnspoke , For his strict forme , thus still to weare his cloke . Stro. Well sir , he is your owne , I make no doubt : For to these outward figures of his minde , He hath two inward swallowing properties Of any gudgeons ; seruile Auarice , And ouerweening thought of his owne worth , Ready to snatch at euery shade of glory : And therefore , till you can directlie boord him , Waft him aloofe with hats , and other fauours , Still as you meete him . Vin. Well , let me alone , He that is one mans slaue , is free from none . Exit . Finis Actus Primi .
ACTVS SECVNDVS SCAENA PRIMA . Enter Medice , Corteza a Page with a cuppe of Sacke , Strozza following close . Med: Come Lady , sit you heere : Page , fill some Sacke , I am to worke vpon this aged Dame , To gleane from her , if there be any cause ( In louing others ) of her Neeces coines To the most gratious loue suite of the Duke : Heere noble Lady , this is healthfull drinke After our supper . Corteza O , t is that my Lorde , That of all drinkes keeps life and soule in me . Med. Heere , fill it Page , for this my worthy loue : O how I could imbrace this good olde widdow . Cort. Now lord , when you do thus , you make me thinke Of my sweete husband ; for he was as like you ; Eene the same words , and fashion : the same eies , Manly , and cholerike , eene as you are iust , And eene as kinde as you for all the world . Med.

O my sweete widdow , thou dost make me prowd .

Cort:

Nay , I am too old for you .

Med: Too old , that s nothing , Come pledge me wench , for I am drie againe , And strait will charge your widdowhood fresh ifaith : Why that s well done . Cort:

Now fie on 't , heere 's a draught .

Med: O , it will warme your blood : if you should sip , T would make you heart burnd . Cort: Faith and so they say : Yet I must tell you , since I plide this geere , I haue beene hanted with a horson paine heere , And euery moone almost with a shrewd feuer , And yet I cannot leaue it : for thanke God , I neuer was more sound of winde and limbe . Enter Strozza . A great bumbasted legge . Looke you , I warrant you I haue a leg , Holds out as hansomly . Med. Beshrew my life , But t is a legge indeed , a goodly limbe . Stro.

This is most excellent .

Med. O that your Neece Were of as milde a spirit as your selfe . Cort. Alas Lord Medice , would you haue a girle . As well seene in behauiour as I ? Ah shee s a fond yong thing , and growne so prowde , The wind must blow at west stil , or shee le be angry . Med. Masse so me thinke ; how coy shee s to the duke ? I lay my life she haz some yonger loue . Cort.

Faith like enough .

Med.

Gods me , who should it bee ?

Cort. If it be any ; Page , a little Sacke . If it be any : harke now ; if it be , I know not , by this Sacke , but if it be , Marke what I say , my Lord ; I drinke tee first . Med. Well said good widdow , much good do thy heart , So ; now what if it be ? Cort. Well , if it be ; To come to that I said , for so I said , If it be any , T is the Shrewde yong Prince , For eies can speake , and eies can vnderstand , And I haue markt her eies ; yet by this cup , Which I will onely kisse . Stro. O noble Crone , Now such a huddle and kettle neuer was . Cort. I neuer yet haue seene ; not yet I say , But I will marke her after for your sake . Med. And doe I pray ; for it is passing like ; And there is Strozza , a slie Counsailor To the yong boy : O I would giue a limbe , To haue their knauerie limm'd and painted out . They stand vpon their wits and paper learning : Giue me a fellow with a naturall wit , That can make wit of no wit ; and wade through Great things with nothing , when their wits sticke fast , O they be scuruie Lords . Cort. Faith so they be , Your Lordship still is of my mind in all , And eene so was my husband . Mid. Gods my life , Strozza hath Euesdropt here , and ouer-heard vs . Stro. They haue descried me ; what Lord Medice Courting the lustie widow ? Med. I , and why not ? Perhaps one does as much for you at home . Stro.

What , cholericke man ? and toward wedlocke too ?

Cort.

And if he be my Lord ; he may do woorse .

Stro.

If he be not ; madame he may do better .

Enter Bassiolo with seruants with Rushes , and a Carpet . Bass. My Lords , and Madame , the Dukes grace intreates you T' attend his new-made Dutchesse for this night , Into his presence . Stro.

We are readie sir .

Exeunt . Bass. Come strew this roome afresh ; spread here this carpet , Nay quickly man , I pray thee ; this way foole , Lay me it smoothe , and Euen ; looke if he will ; This way a little more : a little there . Hast thou no forecast ? slood me thinks a man Should not of meere necessitie be an Asse . Looke how he strowes here too : Come sir Giles Goosecap , I must do all my selfe , lay me vm thus : In fine smoothe threaues , looke you sir , thus in threaues . Perhaps some tender Ladie will squat here , And if some standing Rush should chance to pricke her , Shee 'd squeak & spoile the songs that must be sung . Stro. See where he is ; now to him , and prepare Your familiaritie . Enter Vin. and Stroz. Vin. Saue you master Bassiolo , I pray a word sir ; but I feare I let you . Bass.

No my good Lord , no let .

Vin. I thanke you sir . Nay pray be couerd ; O I crie you mercie , You must be bare . Bass.

Euer to you my Lord ,

Vin. Nay , not to me sir , But to the faire right of your worshipfull place . Stro.

A shame of both your worships .

Bass.

What means your Lordship ?

Vin. Onely to doe you right sir , and my selfe ease . And what sir , will there be some shew to night ? Bass. A slender presentation of some musick And some thing else my Lord . Vin. T' is passing good sir , I le not be ouer bold t' aske the particulars . Bass.

Yes , if your Lordship please .

Vin. O no good sir , But I did wonder much ; for as me thought I saw your hands at work . Bass. Or else my Lord Our busines would be but badly done . Vin. How vertuous is a worthy mans example ? Who is this throne for pray ? Bass. For my Lords daughter , Whom the duke makes to represent his dutches . Vin. T' will be exceeding fit ; and all this roome Is passing wel preparde ; a man would sweare , That all presentments in it would be rare . Bass.

Nay , see if thou canst lay vm thus in threaues .

Vin.

In threaues d ee call it ?

Bass.

I my Lord in threaues .

Vin A pretty terme : Well sir I thanke you highly for this kindnesse , And pray you alwayes make as bold with me For kindnesse more then this , if more may bee . Bass.

O my Lord this is nothing .

Vin. Sir , t is much . And now i le leaue you sir ; I know y' are busie . Bass.

Faith sir alittle .

Vin.

I commend me tee Sir .

Exit Vin. Bass. A courteous prince beleeue it ; I am sory I was no bolder with him ; what a phrase He vsde at parting ! I commend me tee . I le h'ate yfaith ; Enter Sarpego halfe drest ? Sarp. Good master Vsher , will you dictate to me , Which is the part precedent of this night-cap , And which posterior ? I do ignorare How I should weare it . Bass. Why sir ; this I take it Is the precedent part ; I , so it is . Sarp.

And is all well sir thinke you ?

Bass.

Passing well .

Enter Pogio , and Fungus . Pog. Why sir come on ; the Vsher shal be iudge : See master Vsher : this same Fungus here , Your Lords retainer , whom I hope you rule , Would weare this better Ierkin for the Rush-man , When I doe play the Broome-man ; and speake first . Fun.

Why sir , I borrowed it , and I will weare it .

Pog.

What sir , in spite of your Lords gentleman , Vsher :

Fun. No spite sir , but you haue changde twice already , And now woulde ha 't againe . Pog. Why that s all one sir , Gentillitie must be fantasticall . Bass.

I pray thee Fungus let master Pogio weare it .

Fun.

And what shall I weare then ?

Pog.

Why here is one , that was a Rush-mans Ierkin , and I pray , wer 't not absurd then ; a Broome-man should weare it ?

Fun.

Foe , there s a reason , I will keepe it sir .

Pog. Will sir ; then do your office maister Vsher , Make him put off his Ierkin ; you may plucke His coate ouer his cares , much more his Ierkin . Bass.

Fungus y 'ad best be rulde .

Fun.

Best sir ! I care not .

Pog. No sir ? I hope you are my Lords retainer . I neede not care a pudding for your Lord : But spare not , keepe it , for perhaps I le play My part as well in this , as you in that , Bass.

Well said , master Pogio ; my Lord shall know it .

Enter Corteza , with the Broom-wench , & Rush-wench in their petticotes , clokes ouer them , with hats ouer their head-tyres . Cort. Looke master Vsher , are these wags wel drest ? I haue beene so in labour with-vm truly . Bass. Y 'aue had a verie good deliuerance , Ladie : How I did take her at her labour there , I vse to gird these Ladies so sometimes . Enter Lasso , with Syluan and a Nymph , a man Bugge , and a woman .

1 I pray my Lord , must not I weare this haire ?

Lass. I pray thee aske my Vsher ; Come , dispatch , The duke is readie : are you readie there ? 2 See master Vsher ; must he weare this haire ? 1. Bug. Pray master Vsher , where must I come in ? 2 Am not I well for a Bug , master Vsher ? Bass. What stirre is with these boyes here , God forgiue me , If t' were not for the credite on 't , I 'de see Your apish trash attire , ere I 'de indure this . 1 But pray good master Vsher . Bass. Hence ye Brats , You stand vpon your tyre ; but for your action Which you must vse in singing of your songs , Exceeding dexterously and full of life , I hope you le then stand like a sort of blocks , Without due motion of your hands , and heads , And wresting your whole bodies to your words , Looke too 't , y' are best ; and in ; Go ; All go in : Pog.

Come in my masters ; let s be out anon .

Exeunt. . Lass.

What , are all furnish well ?

Bass.

All well my Lord .

Lass.

More lights then here , and let lowd musicke sound .

Bass.

Sound Musicke .

Exeunt . Enter Vincentio , Strozzabare , Margaret , Corteza , and Cynanche bearing her traine . After her the duke whispering with Medice , Lasso with Bassiolo , &c. Alp. Aduaunce your selfe , faire Dutchesse to this Throne , As we haue long since raisde you to our heart , Better decorum neuer was beheld , Then twixt this state and you : And as all eyes Now fixt on your bright Graces thinke it fit , So frame your fauour to continue it . Mar. My Lord ; but to obey your earnest will , And not make serious scruple of a ioy , I scarce durst haue presumde this minuts height . Lass.

Vsher , cause other musicke ; begin your shew .

Bass.

Sound Consort ; warne the Pedant to be readie .

Cor.

Madam , I thinke you 'le see a prettie shew .

Cyn.

I can expect no lesse in such a presence .

Alp. Lo what attention and state beautie breedes , Whose moning silence no shrill herauld needes . Enter Sarpego . Sar. Lords of high degree , And Ladies of low courtesie , I the Pedant here , Whom some call schoolmaistere , Because I can speake best , Approch before the rest . Vin.

A verie good reason .

Sar. But there are others comming , Without maske or mumming : For they are not ashamed , If need be , to be named , Nor will they hide their faces , In any place or places ; For though they seeme to come , Loded with Rush , and Broome : The Broomeman you must know , Is seigneur Pogio , Nephew , as shall appeare , To my Lord Strozza here . Stro. O Lord , I thanke you sir , you grace me much . And to this noble dame , Whome I with finger name . Vin.

A plague of that fooles finger .

Sar. And women will ensue , Which I must tell you true , No women are indeed , But Pages made for need , To fill vp womens places . By vertue of their faces , And other hidden graces . A hall , a hall ; whist , stil , be mum , For now with siluer song they come . Enter Pogio , Fungus , with the song Broome-maid , and Rush-maid . After which , Pogio. Pog. Heroes , and Heroines , of gallant straine , Let not these Broomes , motes in your eies remaine , For in the Moone , there s one beares with'red bushes : But we ( deare wights ) do beare greene broomes , green rushes , Where of these verdant herbals cleeped Broome , Do pierce and enter euerie Ladies roome , And to proue them high borne , and no base trash , Water with which your phisnomies you wash , Is but a Broome . And more truth to deliuer , Grim Hercules swept a stable with a riuer , The wind that sweepes fowle clowds out of the ayre , And for you Ladies makes the Welken faire , Is but a Broome : and O Dan Titan bright , Most clearkly calld the Scauenger of night , What art thou , but a verie broome of gold ? For all this world not to be cride nor sold ; Philosophy , that passion sweepes from thought , Is the soules Broome , and by all braue wits sought , Now if Philosophers but Broomemen are , Each Broomeman then is a Philosopher . And so we come ( gracing your gratious Graces ) To sweepe Cares cobwebs from your cleanly faces . Alp.

Thanks good master Broomeman ,

Fun. For me Rushman then , To make Rush ruffle in a verse of ten , A Rush which now your heeles doe lie on here . Vin.

Crie mercie sir .

Fun. Was whilome vsed for a pungent speare , In that odde battaile , neuer fought but twice ( As Homer sings ) betwixt the frogs and mice , Rushes make True-loue know ; Rushes make rings , Your Rush maugre the beard of whiter springs : And when with gentle , amorous , laysie lims , Each Lord with his faire Ladie sweetly swims On these coole Rushes ; they may with these bables , Cradles for children make ; children for cradles , And lest some Momus here might now crie push , Saying our pageant is not woorth a Rush , Bundles of Rushes , lo , we bring along , To picke his teeth that bites them with his tongue . Stro.

See , see , that s Lord Medice .

Vin. Gods me , my Lord , Haz hee pickt you out , picking of your teeth ? Med.

What picke you out of that ?

Stro. Not such stale stuffe As you picke from your teeth . Alp.

Leaue this warre with Rushes ,

Good master pedant ; pray forth with your shew .

Sar. Lo thus farre then ( braue duke ) you see Meere entertainement ; Now our glee Shall march forth in Moralitie : And this queint Dutchesse here shall see The fault of virgine Nicetie , First wooed with Rurall courtesie , disburthen them ; praunce on this ground , And make your exit with your Round . Exeunt Well haue they daunc'd as it is meet , Both with their nimble heades and feet . Now , as our country girls held off , And rudely did their louers scoff ; Our Nymph likewise shall onely glaunce By your faire eies , and looke askaunce Vpon her female friend that wooes her . Who is in plaine field forc'd to loose her . And after them , to conclude all , The purlue of our Pastorall . A female bug , and eke her friend , Shall onely come and sing , and end Bugs song . This Lady and Dutchesse we conclude , Faire Virgins must not be too rude : For though the rurall wilde and antike , Abusde their loues as they were frantike ; Yet take you in your Iuory clutches , This noble Duke , and be his Dutches . Thus thanking all for their tacete , I void the roome , and cry valete . Exit . Alp.

Generally well , and pleasingly performed .

Mar. Now I resigne this borrowed maiesty , Which sate vnseemely on my worthlesse head , With humble seruice to your Highnesse hands . Alp. Well you became it Lady , and I know All heere could wish it might be euer so . Stro.

Heere s one saies nay to that .

Vin.

Plague on you , peace .

Lass. Now let it please your Highnesse to accept A homely banquet , to close these rude sports . Alp.

I thanke your Lordship much .

Bass.

Bring lights , make place .

Enter Pogio in his cloke and broome-mans attire . Pog.

How d ee my Lord ?

Alp.

O master broomeman , you did passing well .

Vin.

A you mad slaue you ! you are a tickling Actor .

Pog. I was not out like my Lord Medice . How did you like me Aunt ? Cyn.

O rarely , rarely .

Stro. O thou hast done a worke of memory , And raisde our house vp higher by a story . Vin.

Friend , how conceit you my young mother heere ?

Cyn.

Fitter for you my Lord , than for your father .

Vin.

No more of that sweete friend , those are bugs words .

Exeunt . Finis Actus secundi .
ACTVS TERTII SCAENA PRIMA . Medice after the song , whispers alone with his seruant . Med. Thou art my trusty seruant and thou knowst , I haue beene euer bountifull Lord to thee , As still I will be : be thou thankfull then , And doe me now a seruice of import . Ser.

Any my Lord in compasse of my life .

Med. To morrow then the Duke intends to hunt , Where Strozza my despightfull enemie , Will giue attendance busie in the chase , Wherein ( as if by chance , when others shoote At the wilde Boare ) do thou discharge at him , And with an arrow , cleaue his canckerd heart . Ser.

I will not faile my Lord .

Med. Be secret then . And thou to me shalt be the dear'st of men . Exeunt . Enter Vincentio , and Bassiolo . Vin. Now Vanitie and Policie inrich me With some ridiculous fortune on this Vsher . Where s Master Vsher ? Bass.

Now I come my Lord .

Vin.

Besides , good sir , your shew did shew so well ,

Bass.

Did it in deede my Lord ?

Vin. O sir , beleeue it ; T was the best fashiond and well orderd thing That euer eye beheld : and there withall , The fit attendance by the seruants vsde , The gentle guise in seruing euery guest , In other entertainements ; euery thing About your house so sortfully disposde , That euen as in a turne-spit calld a Iacke , One vice assists another ; the great wheeles Turning but softly , make the lesse to whirre About their businesse ; euery different part Concurring to one commendable end : So , and in such conformance , with rare grace , Were all things orderd in your good lordes house . Bass.

The most fit simile that euer was .

Vin. But shall I tell you plainely my conceit , Touching the man that I thinke causde this order ? Bass.

I good my Lord .

Vin.

You note my simile .

Bass.

Drawne from the turne-spit .

Uin. I see you haue me , Euen as in that queint engine you haue seene , A little man in shreds stand at the winder , And seemes to put all things in act about him , Lifting and pulling with a mightie stirre , Yet addes no force to it , nor nothing does : So , ( though your Lord be a braue Gentleman ) And seemes to do this busines , He does nothing ; Some man about him was the festiuall robe , That made him shew so glorious and diuine . Bass.

I cannot tell my Lord , yet I should know if any such there were .

Vin. Should know quoth you ; I warrant you know : well , some there be Shall haue the fortune to haue such rare men , ( Like braue beasts to their Armes ) support their state , When others of as high a worth and breede , Are made the wastefull food of them they feede : What state hath your Lord made you for your seruice ? Bass. He haz beene my good Lord , for I can spend Some fifteene hundred crownes in lands a yeare , Which I haue gotten since I seru'd him first . Vin.

No more then fifteene hundred crownes a yeare ?

Bass. It is so much as makes me like my Lord , Like a poore Gentleman . Vin. Nay , t is prettie well : But certainely my nature does esteeme Nothing enough for vertue ; and had I The Duke my fathers meanes , all should be spent , To keepe braue men about me : but good sir , Accept this simple iewell at my hands , Till I can worke perswasion of my friendship , With worthier arguments . Bass. No good my Lord , I can by no meanes merite the free bounties You haue bestowed besides . Vin. Nay , be not strange , But doe your selfe right , and be all one man In all your actions , doe not thinke but some Haue extraordinarie spirits like your selfe , And wil not stand in their societie , On birth and riches : but on worth and vertue , With whom there is no nicenesse , nor respect Of others common friendship ; be he poore Or basely borne , so he be rich in soule , And noble in degrees of qualities , He shall be my friend sooner then a King . Bass.

To a most kingly iudgement in your lordship ,

Vin.

Faith sir I know not , but t is my vaine humour .

Bass.

O , t is an honour in a Nobleman .

Vin. Y 'aue some lords now so politike and prowd , They skorne to giue good lookes to worthy men . Bass. O fie vpon vm ; by that light my lord , I am but seruant to a Nobleman , But if I would not skorne such puppet lords , Would I weare breathlesse . Vin. You sir ? so you may , For they will cogge so when they wish to vse men , With , pray be couerd sir , I beseech you sit , Whoe 's there ? waite of Master Vsher to the doore . O , these be godly gudgeons : where 's the deedes ? The perfect Nobleman ? Bass.

O good my Lord .

Vin. Away , away , ere I would flatter so , I would eate rushes like lord Medici . Bass.

Well , wel my Lord , would there were more such Princes .

Vin. Alas , t were pitty sir , they would be gulld Out of their very skinnes . Bass.

Why how are you my lord ?

Uin. Who I , I care not : If I be where I professe plaine loue , T' will be their faults you know . Bass.

O t' were their shames .

Vin. Well , take my iewell , you shall not be strange , I loue not manie words . Bass.

My lord , I thanke you , I am of few words too .

Vin. T is friendlie said , You proue your selfe a friend , and I would haue you Aduance your thoughts , and lay about for state , Worthy your vertues : be the Mineon Of some great King or Duke : there s Medici , The Minion of my Father : O the Father ! What difference is there ? but I cannot flatter A word to wise men . Bass.

I perceiue your Lordship .

Vin. Your Lordship ? talke you now like a friend ? Is this plaine kindnesse ? Bass.

Is it not my Lord ?

Vin. A palpable flattring figure for men common : A my word I should thinke , if t were another , He meant to gull mee . Bass.

Why t is but your due .

Vin. T is but my due : if you le be still a stranger : But as I wish to choose you for my friend , As I intend when God shall call my father , To doe I can tell what : but let that passe , Thus t is not fit ; let my friend be familiar , Vse not me Lordship , nor yet call me Lord , Nor my whole name Vincentio ; but vince , As they call Iacke or Will , t is now in vse , Twixt men of no equallity or kindnesse . Bass.

I shall be quickely bold enough my Lord .

Vin. Nay , see how still you vse that coy terme , Lord What argues this , but that you shunne my friendship ? Bass.

Nay , pray say not so .

Vin. Who should not say so ? Will you afford me now no name at all ? Bass.

What should I call you ?

Vin. Nay , then t is no matter . But I told you Vince . Bass.

Why then my sweete Vince .

Vin. Whie so then ; and yet still there is a fault , In vsing these kind words , without kinde deedes : Pray thee imbrace me too . Bass.

Why then sweete Vince .

Vin. Why now I thank you , sblood shall friends be strange ? Where there is plainenesse , there is euer truth : And I will still be plaine since I am true : Come let vs lie a little , I am wearie . Bass.

And so am I , I sweare since yesterday .

Vin. You may sir by my faith ; and sirra , hark thee , What lordship wouldst thou wish to haue ifaith , When my old father dies ? Bass.

Who I ? alas .

Vin. O not you , well sir , you shall haue none , You are as coy a peece as your Lords daughter . Bass.

Who , my mistris ?

Vin.

Indeede , is she your Mistris ?

Bass.

I faith sweet Vince , since she was three yeare old .

Vin.

And are not wee too friends ?

Bass.

Who doubts of that ?

Vin.

And are not two friends one ?

Basis.

Euen man and wife .

Vin.

Then what to you she is , to me she should be .

Bass.

Why Vince , thou wouldst not haue her ?

Vin.

O not I : I doe not fancie any thing like you .

Bass.

Nay but I pray thee tell me .

Vi.

You do not meane to marry her your self ?

Bass.

Not I by heauen .

Vin.

Take heede now , do not gull me .

Bass.

No by that candle .

Vin. Then will I be plaine . Thinke you she dotes not too much on my father ? Bass.

O yes , no doubt on 't .

Van.

Nay , I pray you speake .

Bass.

You seely man you , she cannot abide him .

Vin.

Why sweete friend pardon me , alas I knew not .

Bass. But I doe note you are in some things simple , And wrong your selfe too much . Vin. Thanke you good friend , For your playne dealing , I doe meane so well . Bass. But who saw euer summer mixt with winter ? There must be equall yeares where firme loue is . Could we two loue so well so soddainely Were we not some thing equaller in yeares . Than he and shee are ? Vi. I cry ye mercy sir , I know we could not , but yet be not too bitter , Considering loue is fearefull . And sweete friend , I haue a letter t' intreate her kindnesse . Which if you would conuay . Bass.

I , if I would sir ?

Vin.

Why fayth , deare friend , I would not die requitelesse .

Bass. Would you not so sir ? By heauen a little thing would make me boxe you , Which if you would convaie ? why not I pray ? Which ( friend ) thou shalt conuaie . Vin.

Which friend , you shall then .

Bass.

Well friend , and I will then .

Vin.

And vse some kinde perswasiue wordes for me ?

Bass.

The best I sweare that my poore toung can forge .

Vin. I , wel said , poore toung : O t is rich in meekenesle ; You are not knowne to speake well ? You haue wonne Direction of the Earle and all his house , The fauour of his daughter , and all Dames That euer I sawe , come within your sight , With a poore tongue ? A plague a your sweete lippes . Bass. Well , we will doe our best : And faith my Uince , She shall haue an vnweldie and dull soule , If she be nothing moou'd with my poore tongue , Call it no better ; Be it what it will . Vin. Well said ifaith ; Now if I doe not thinke T is possible , besides her bare receipt Of that my Letter , with thy friendly tongue . To get an answere of it , neuer trust me . Bass.

An answer man ? Sbloud make no doubt of that .

Vin. By heauen I thinke so ; now a plague of Nature , That she giues all to some , and none to others . Bass. How I endeare him to me ! Come Vince , rise , Next time I see her , I will giue her this : Which when she sees , shee le thinke it wondrous strange Loue should goe by descent , and make the sonne Follow the father in his amorous steppes . Vin. Shee needes must thinke it strange , that neuer yet saw I durst speake to her , or had scarce hir sight . Bass.

Well Vince , I sweare thou shalt both see and kisse her .

Uin.

Sweares my deere friend ? by what ?

Bass.

Euen by our friendship .

Vin.

O sacred oath ! which , how long will you keepe ?

Bass. While there be bees in Hybla , or white swannes In bright Meander ; while the banks of Po Shall beare braue lillies ; or Italian dames Be called the Bone robes of the world . Vin. T is elegantly said : and when I faile , Let there be found in Hybla hiues no bees ; Let no swannes swimme in bright Meander streame , Nor lillies spring vpon the banks of Po , Nor let one fat Italian dame be found , But leane and brawn-falne ; I , and scarsly sound . Bass.

It is enough , but let s imbrace with all .

Exit . Vin.

With all my hart .

Bass.

So , now farewell sweet Vince .

Vin.

Farewell my worthie friend , I thinke I haue him .

Enter Bassiolo . Bass.

I had forgot the parting phrase he taught me , I commend me t' ee sir .

Exit instant . Vin. At your wisht seruice sir : O fine friend , he had forgot the phrase : How serious apish soules are in vaine forme : Well , he is mine , and he being trusted most With my deare ioue , may often worke our meeting , And being thus ingagde , dare not reueale . Enter Pogio in haste , Strozza following . Po.

Horse , horse , horse , my lord , horse , your father is going a hunting .

Vit.

My Lord horse ? you asse you d' ee call my Lord horse ?

Stro.

Nay , he speakes huddles still , let s slit his tongue .

Po.

Nay good vnkle now , sbloud , what captious , marchants you be ; so the Duke tooke me vp euen now : my lord vnckle heere , and my old lord Lasso , by heauen y' are all too witty for me , I am the veriest foole on you all , I le be sworne .

Vin.

Therein thou art worth vs all , for thou knowst thy selfe .

Str.

But your wisedom was in a pretty taking last night ; was it not I pray ?

Pog.

O , for taking my drink a little ? faith my Lord , for that you shall haue the best sport presently with Madam Corteza , that euer was ; I haue made her so drunke , that she does nothing but kisse my Lord Medice .

See shee comes riding the Duke , shee s passing well mounted , beleeue it .

Enter Alphonso , Corteza , Cynanche Bassiolo first , two women attendants , and hunts-men , Lasso . Alp.

Good wench forbeare .

Cort.

My Lord , you must put forth your selfe among Ladies , I warrant you haue much in you , if you would shew it ; see , a cheeke a twentie ; the bodie of a George , a good legge still ; still a good calfe , and not slabby , nor hanging I warrant you ; a brawne of a thumb here , and t' were a pulld partridge ; Neece Meg , thou shalt haue the sweetest bedfellow on him , that euer call'd Ladie husband ; trie him you shamefac'd bable you , trie him .

Mar.

Good Madame be rulde .

Cort.

What a nice thing it is , my Lord , you must set foorth this gere , and kisse her ; yfaith you must ; get you together and be naughts awhile , get you together .

Alp.

Now what a merrie harmlesse dame it is !

Cort.

My Lord Medice , you are a right noble man , & wil do a woman right in a wrong matter and neede be ; prav do you giue the duke ensample vpon me ; you come a wooing to me now ; I accept it .

Lass.

What meane you sister ?

Cort.

Pray my Lord away ; consider me as I am , a woman .

Pog.

Lord , how I haue whittled her ?

Cort.

You come a wooing to me now ; pray thee Duke marke my Lord Medice ; and do you marke me virgin ; Stand you aside , my Lord , all , and you ; giue place ; now my Lord Medice , put case I be strange a little , yet you like a man put me to it . Come kisse me my Lord , be not ashamde .

Med.

Not I Madame , I come not a wooing to you .

Cort.

.

Lass.

Fie sister , y' are too blame ; pray will you goe to your chamber

Cort.

.

Lass.

What s the matter ?

Cort.

D ee thinke I am drunke ?

Lass.

I thinke so truly .

Cort.

But are you sure I am drunke ?

Lass.

Else I would not thinke so .

Cort.

But , I would be glad to be sure on 't .

Lass.

I assure you then .

Cort.

Why then say nothing ; & I le begone God bwy lord , duke

I le come againe anone .

Exit . Lass. I hope your Grace will pardon her my liege , For t is most strange ; shee s as discreete a dame As any in these countries , and as sober , But for this onely humour of the cup Alp. T is good my Lord sometimes : Come , to our hunting ; now t is time I thinke . Omn The verie best time of the day , my Lord . Alp. Then my Lord , I will take my leaue till night , Reseruing thanks for all my entertainment , Till I returne ; in meane time , louely dame , Remember the high state you last presented , Vin. & St. haue all this while talked togither a prettie way . And thinke it was not a mere festiuall shew , But an essentiall type of that you are In full consent of all my faculties And harke you good my Lord . Vin. See now , they whisper Some priuate order , ( I dare lay my life ) For a forc'd marriage t'wixt my loue and father , I therefore must make sure : and noble friends , I le leaue you all , when I haue brought you forth , And seene you in the chase ; meane-while obserue In all the time this solemne hunting lasts , My father and his minion Medice , And note , if you can gather any signe , That they haue mist me , and suspect my being , If which fall out , send home my Page before . Stro.

I will not faile my Lord .

Medice whispers with I. Huntsman all this while . Med.

Now take thy time .

Hunt .

I warrant you my Lord , he shall not scape me .

Alp.

Now my deere Mistresse , till our sports intended end with my absence , I will take my leaue .

Lass.

Bassiolo , attend you on my daughter .

Exeunt Bass.

I will my Lord .

Vin.

Now will the sport beginne ; I think my loue Will handle him , as well as I haue doone .

Exit . Cyn.

Madam , I take my leaue , and humblie thanke you .

Mar.

Welcome good madam ; mayds wait on my Lady .

Exit Bass.

So mistris , this is fit .

Mar.

Fit sir , why so ?

Bass.

Why so ? I haue most fortunate newes for you .

Mar.

For me sir ? I beseech you what are they ?

Bass. Merit and Fortune , for you both agree ; Merit what you haue , and haue what you merit . Mar.

Lord with what Rhetorike you prepare your newes !

Bass. I need not ; for the plaine contents they beare Vttred in any words , deserue their welcome , And yet I hope the words will serue the turne . Mar.

What , in a letter ?

Bass.

Why not ?

Mar.

Whence is it ?

Bass.

From one that will not shame it with his name . And that is Lord Vincentio .

Mar. King of heauen ! Is the man madde ? Bass.

Mad Madam , why ?

Mar. O heauen , I muse a man of your importance , Will offer to bring me a letter thus ? Bass. Why , why good Mistresse , are you hurt in that ? Your answer may be what you will your selfe . Mar. I , but you should not doe it : Gods my life , You shall answer it . Bass.

Nay , you must answer it .

Mar. I answer it ! are you the man I trusted ? And will betray me to a stranger thus ? Bass.

That s nothing , dame , all friends were strangers first .

Mar. Now was there euer woman ouerseene so , In a wise mans discretion ? Bass.

Your braine is shallow , come , receiue this letter .

Mar. How dare you say so ? when you know so well How much I am engaged to the duke ? Bass. The duke ? a proper match : a graue olde gentman : Haz beard at will ; and would , in my conceyt , Make a most excellent patterne , for a potter To haue his picture stampt on a Iugge . To keepe ale-knights in memorie of sobrietie . Heere gentle madam , take it . Mar. Take it sir ? Am I common taker of loue letters ? Bass.

Common ? why when receiu'd you one before ?

Mar. Come , t is no matter ; I had thought your care Of my bestowing , would not tempt me thus To one I know not ; but it is because You know I dote so much on your direction . Bass.

On my direction ?

Mar.

No sir , Not on yours .

Bass. Well mistris , if you will take my aduice At any time , then take this letter now . Mar. T is strange , I woonder the coy gentleman , That seeing mee so oft , would neuer speake , Is on the sodaine so far wrapt to write . Bass. It shewd his iudgement , that he would not speake Knowing with what a strict and iealous eie He should be noted ; holde , if you loue yourselfe ; Now will you take this letter ? pray be rulde . Mar. Come , you haue such another plaguie toung , And yet yfayth I will not . Bass. Lord of heauen , What , did it burne your hands ? holde , hold , I pray , And let the words within it fire your heart . Mar. I woonder how the deuill , he found you our To be his spokesman , — O the duke would thanke you , If he knew how you vrgde me for his sonne . Bass. The duke ? I haue fretted her , Euen to the liuer , and had much adoe To make her take it , but I knew t' was sure ; For he that cannot turne and winde a woman Like silke about his finger , is no man , I le make her answer 't too . Mar. O here 's good stuffe . Hold , pray take it for your paines to bring it . Bass. Ladie you erre in my reward a little , Which must be a kind answere to this letter . Mar. Nay then yfaith , t' were best you brought a Priest ; And then your client ; and then keepe the doore . God me I neuer knew so rude a man . Bass.

Wel , you shall answer ; I le fetch pen and paper .

Exit Mar. Poore Vsher , how wert thou wrought to this brake ? Men worke on one another for we women , Nay each man on himselfe ; and all in one Say ; No man is content that lies alone . Here comes our gulled Squire . Bass.

Here Mistresse , write .

Mar.

What should I write ?

Bass.

An answer to this letter .

Mar. Why sir , I see no cause of answer in it , But if you needs will shew how much you rule me , Sit downe ; and answer it , as you please your selfe , Here is your paper , lay it faire afore you . Bass.

Lady , content , I le be your Secretorie .

Mar. I fit him in this taske ; he thinkes his penne The Shaft of Cupid , in an amorous letter . Bass. Is heere no great worth of your answer say you ? Beleeue it , t is exceedingly well writ . Mar. So much the more vnfit for me to answere , And therefore let your Stile and it contend . Bassi. Well , you shall see I will not be farre short , Although ( indeede ) I cannot write so well When one is by , as when I am alone . Mar.

O , a good Scribe must write , though twenty talke , and he talke to them too .

Bass.

Well , you shall see .

Mar. A proper peece of Scribeship there s no doubt ; Some words , pickt out of Proclamations , Or great mens Speeches ; or well selling Pamphlets : See how he rubbes his temples : I beleeue His Muse lies in the backe-part of his braine , Which thicke and grosse , is hard to be brought forward , What ? is it loath to come ? Bass. No , not a whit : Pray hold your peace a little . Mar. He sweates , with bringing on his heauie stile , I le plie him still , till he sweate all his wit out , What man , not yet ? Bass. Swoons , yow le not extort it from a man , How do you like the worde Endeare ? Mar.

O fie vpon 't .

Bass.

Nay , then I see your iudgement : what say you to condole ?

Mar.

Worse and worse .

Bass.

O braue ! I should make a sweete answer , if I should vse no words but of your admittance .

Mar.

Well sir , write what you please .

Bass.

Is modell a good word with you ?

Mar.

Put them togither I pray .

Bass.

So I will I warrant you .

Mar.

See , see , see , now it comes powring downe .

Bass.

I hope you le take no exceptions to beleeue it .

Mar.

Out vpon 't , that phrase is so runne out of breath in trifles , that we shall haue no beleefe at all in earnest shortly . Beleeue it t is a prettie feather ; beleeue it a daintie Rush ; beleeue it an excellent Cocks-combe .

Bass.

So , so , so , your exceptions sort very collaterally .

Mar.

Collaterally ? there s a fine word now ; wrest in that if you can by any meanes .

Bass.

I thought she would like the very worst of them all , how thinke you ? do not I write , and heare , and talke too now ?

Mar.

By my soule , if you can tell what you write now , you write verie readily .

Bass.

That you shall see straight .

Mar.

But do you not write that you speake now ?

Bass.

O yes , doe you not see how I write it ? I can not write when any bodie is by me , I .

Mar.

Gods my life , stay man ; you le make it too long .

Bass.

Nay , if I can not tell what belongs to the length of a Ladies deuice yfaith .

Mar.

But I will not haue it so long .

Bass.

If I cannot fit you ?

Mar.

O me ; how it comes vpon him ? pre thee be short .

Bass.

Wel , now I haue done , & now I wil reade it ; your Lordships motiue accommodating my thoughts , with the very model of my hearts mature consideration : it shall not be out of my Element to negotiate with you in this amorous duello ; wherein I will condole with you , that our proiect cannot be fo collaterally made , as our endeared hearts may verie well seeme to insinuate .

Mar.

No more : no more ; fie vpon this .

Bass.

Fie vpon this ? hee s accurst that haz to doe with these vnsound women , of iudgement : if this be not good yfaith .

Mar.

But t is so good , t' will not be thought to come from a womans braine .

Bass.

That s another matter

Mar.

Come , I will write my selfe .

Bass.

A Gods name Lady : and yet I will not loose this I warrant you ; I know for what Ladie this will serue as fit ; now we shall haue a sweete peece of inditement .

Mar.

How spell you foolish ?

Bass.

F , oo , l , i. sh ; she will presume t' endite that cannot spel :

Mar.

How spell you Vsher ?

Bas.

Sblood , you put not in those words togither , do you ?

Mar.

No , not togither .

Bas.

What is betwixt I pray ?

Mar.

Asse the .

Bas. Asse the ? betwixt foolish , and Vsher , God s my life , foolish Asse the Vsher ? Mar.

Nay then you are so iealous of your wit : now reade all I haue written I pray .

Bas.

I am not so foolish as the Vsher would make me : O so foolish as the Vsher would make me ? Wherein would I make you foolish ?

Mar.

Why sir , in willing me to beleeue he lou'd me so wel , being so meere a stranger .

Bass.

O , is 't so ? you may say so indeed .

Mar.

Cry mercie sir , and I will write so too , & yet my hand is so vile , Pray thee sit thee downe and write as I bid thee .

Bass.

With all my heart Lady , what shall I write now ?

Mar.

You shall write this sir , I am not so foolish to thinke you loue me , being so meere a stranger .

Bass.

So meere a stranger !

Mar.

And yet I know , loue works strangely .

Bass.

Loue workes strangely .

Mar.

And therefore take heed , by whom you speake for loue .

Bass.

Speake for loue .

Mar.

For he may speake for himselfe .

Bass.

May speake for himselfe .

Mar.

Not that I desire it ,

Bass

Desire it .

Mar.

But if he do ; you may speede , I confesse .

Basse.

Speede I confesse .

Mar.

But let that passe , I do not loue to discourage any bodie .

Bass.

Discourage any bodie .

Mar.

Do you or he picke out what you can ; & so farewell .

Bass.

And so fare well . Is this all ?

Mar.

I , and he may thanke your Syrens tongue that it is so much .

Bass.

A proper Letter if you marke it .

Mar.

Well sir , though it be not so proper as the writer ; yet t is as proper as the inditer ; Euerie woman cannot be a gentleman Vsher ; they that cannot go before , must come behind .

Bass.

Well Ladie , this I will carrie instantly , I commend me tee Ladie .

Exit . Mar. Pittifull Vsher , what a prettie sleight , Goes to the working vp of euerie thing ? What sweet varietie serues a womans wit ? We make men sue to vs for that we wish . Poore men ; hold out a while ; and do not sue , And spite of Custome we will sue to you . Exit . Finis Actus tertij .
ACTVS QVARTI , SCAENA PRIMA . Enter Pogio running in and knocking at Cynanches doore . Pog.

O God , how wearie I am ? Aunt , Madam . Cynanche , Aunt ?

Cyn.

How now ?

Pog.

O God , Aunt : O God Aunt : O God .

Cyn.

What bad newes brings this man ? where is my Lord ?

Pog.

O Aunt , my Vnkle , hee s shot .

Cyn. Shot , ay me ! How is he shot ? Pog. Why with a forked shaft As he was hunting , full in his left side . Cyn.

O me accurst , where is hee ? bring me , where ?

Pog. Comming with Doctor Beniuemus , I le leaue you , and goe tell my Lord Vincentio . Exit . Enter Beniuemus with others , bringing in Strozza with an arrow in his side . Cyn. See the sad sight , I dare not yeeld to griefe , But force faind patience to recomfort him : My Lord , what chance is this ? how fares your lordship ? Stro.

Wounded , and faint with anguish , let me rest .

Ben.

A chaire .

Cyn.

O Doctor , i st a deadly hurt ?

Ben.

I hope not Madam , though not free from danger .

Cyn.

Why plucke you not the arrow from his side ?

Ben. We cannot Lady , the forckt head so fast Stickes in the bottome of his sollide ribbe . Stro.

No meane then Doctor rests there to educe it ?

Ben. This onely , my good Lord , to giue your wound A greater orifice , and in sunder break The pierced ribbe ; which being so neere the midriffe , And opening to the region of the heart , Will be exceeding dangerous to your life . Stro. I will not see my bosome mangled so , Nor sternely be anatomizde aliue , I le rather perish with it sticking still . Cyn.

O no ; sweete doctor thinke vpon some help .

Ben. I tolde you all that can be thought in Arte , Which since your Lordship will not yeelde to vse , Our last hope rests in Natures secret aide , Whose power at length may happily expell it . Stro. Must we attend at deaths abhorred doore , The torturing delaies of slauish Nature ? My life is in mine owne powers to dissolue : And why not then the paines that plague my life ? Rise furies , and this furie of my bane , Assaile and conquer ; what men madnesse calle ( That hath no eye to sense , but frees the foule , Exempt of hope , and feare with instant fate ) Is manliest reason ; manliest reason then , Resolue and rid me of this brutish life , Hasten the cowardly protracted cure Of all diseases : King of Phisitians , death , I le dig thee from this Mine of miserie . Cyn. O hold my Lord , this is no christian part , Nor yet skarce manly , when your mankinde foe , Imperious death shall make your grones his trumpets To summon resignation of lifes Fort , To flie without resistance ; you must force A countermine of Fortitude , more deepe Than this poore Mine of paines , to blow him vp , And spight of him liue victor , though subdu'd : Patience in torment , is a valure more Than euer crownd Th' Alcmenean Conquerour . Stro.

Rage is the vent of torment , let me rise .

Cyn. Men doe but crie , that rage in miseries , And scarcely beaten children , become cries : Paines are like womens clamors , which the lesse They find mens patience stirred , the more they cease . Of this t is said , afflictions bring to God , Because they make vs like him , drinking vp Ioyes that deforme vs with the lusts of sense , And turne our generall being into soule , Whose actions simply formed and applied , Draw all our bodies frailties from respect . Stro. Away with this vnmedcinable balme Of worded breath ; for beare friends , let me rest , I sweare I will be bands vnto my selfe . Ben.

That will become your lordship best indeed .

Stro. I le breake away , and leape into the Sea . Or from some Turret cast me hedlong downe , To shiuer this fraile carkasse into dust . Cyn. O my deare Lord , what vnlike words are these , To the late fruits of your religious Noblesse ? Stro.

Leaue me fond woman .

Cyn. I le be hewne from hence Before I leaue you ; helpe me gentle Doctor . Ben.

Haue patience good my Lord .

Stro. Then leade me in , Cut off the timber of this cursed Shaft , And let the fork'd pile canker to my heart . Cyn.

Deare Lord , resolue on humble sufferance .

Str.

I will not heare thee , woman , be content .

Cyn. O neuer shall my counsailes cease to knocke At thy impatient eares , till they flie in And salue with Christian patience , Pagan sinne . Exeunt . Enter Vincentio with a letter in his hand , Bassiolo . Bass. This is her letter sir , you now shall see How seely a thing t is in respect of mine , And what a simple woman she haz prou'd , To refuse mine for hers ; I pray looke heere . Vin. Soft sir , I know not , I being her sworn seruant , If I may put vp these disgracefull words , Giuen of my Mistris , without touch of honour . Bas. Disgracefull words ; I protest I speake not To disgrace her , but to grace my selfe . Vin. Nay then sir , if it be to grace your selfe , I am content ; but otherwise you know , I was to take exceptions to a King . Bas.

Nay , y' are i th right for that ; but reade I pray , if there be not more choice words in that letter , than in any three of Gueuaras golden epistles , I am a very asse . How thinke you Vince ?

Vin.

By heauen no lesse sir , it is the best thing ;

he rends it ,

Gods what a beast am I .

Bas. Is is no matter , I can set it together againe . Vin.

Pardon me sir , I protest I was rauisht : but was it possible she should preferre hers before this ?

Bass.

O sir , she cride fie vpon this .

Vin.

Well , I must say nothing , loue is blind you know , and can finde no fault in his beloued .

Bass.

Nay , that s most certaine .

Vin.

Gee 't me : I le haue this letter .

Bass.

No good Vince , t is not worth it .

Vin.

I le ha 't ifaith , heere 's enough in it to serue for my letters as long as I liue ; I le keepe it to breede on as t were :

But I much wonder you could make her write .

Bass.

Indeede there were some words belongd to that .

Vin. How strong an influence works in well plac'd words , And yet there must be a prepared loue , To giue those words so mighty a command , Or t were impossible they should moue so much : And will you tell me true ? Bass.

In any thing .

Vin.

Does not this Lady loue you ?

Bass.

Loue me ? why yes ; I thinke she does not hate me .

Vin.

Nay but ifaith , does she not loue you dearely ?

Bass.

No I protest .

Vin.

Nor haue you neuer kist her ?

Bass.

Kist her , that s nothing .

Vin. But you know my meaning : Haue you not beene , as one would say , afore me ? Bass.

Not I , I sweare .

Vin.

O , y' are too true to tell .

Bass. Nay be my troth , she haz , I must confesse , Vsde me with good respect , and nobly still , But for such matters . Vin. Verie little more , Would make him take her maidenhead vpon him : Well friend , I rest yet in a little doubt , This was not hers . Bass. T' was by that light that shines , And I le goe fetch her to you to confirme it . Vin.

O passing friend .

Bass. But when she comes , in any case be bold , And come vpon her with some pleasing thing , To shew y' are pleasde : how euer she behaues her , As for example ; if she turne her backe , Vse you that action you would doe before , And court her thus ; Lady , your backe part is as faire to me , as is your fore part . Vin.

T' will be most pleasing .

Bass. I , for if you loue One part aboue another , t is a signe You like not all alike , and the worst part About your Mistris , you must thinke as faire , As sweete , and daintie , as the very best , So much , for so much , and considering too , Each seuerall limbe and member in his kinde . Vin.

As a man should .

Bass.

True , will you thinke of this ?

Uin.

I hope I shall .

Bass. But if she chance to laugh , You must not lose your countenance , but deuise Some speech to shew you pleasde , euen being laugh'd at . Vin.

I , but what speech ?

Bass. Gods pretious man ! do something of your selfe ? But I le deuise a speech . he studies . Vin.

Inspire him folly .

Bass. Or t is no matter , be but bold enough , And laugh when she laughs , and it is enough : I le fetch her to you . Exit . Vin. Now was there euer such a demilance , To beare a man so cleare through thicke and thinne ? Enter Bassiolo . Bass. Or harke you sir , if she should steale a laughter Vnder her fanne , thus you may say , sweete Lady , If you will laugh and lie downe , I am pleasde . Vin.

And so I were by heauen ; how know you that ?

Bass.

Slid man , I le hit your very thoughts in these things .

Vin.

Fetch her sweete friend , I le hit your words I warrant ,

Bass. Be bold then Vince , and presse her to it hard , A shamefac'd man , is of all women barr'd . Exit . Vin. How easly worthlesse men take worth vpon them , And being ouer credulous of their owne worths , Doe vnderprize as much the worth of others . The foole is rich , and absurd riches thinks All merit is rung out , where his purse chinks . Enter Bassiolo and Margaret . Bas. My Lord , with much intreaty heere s my Lady . Nay Maddam , looke not backe : why Vince I say ? Mar.

Vince ? O monstrous ieast !

Bas.

To her for shame .

Vin. Lady , your backe part is as sweete to me As all your fore part . Bas. He miss'd alittle : he said her back part was sweet , when He should haue said faire ; but see , she laughs most fitly , To bring in the tother : Vince , to her againe , she laughs . Vin. Laugh you faire Dame ? If you will laugh and lie downe , I am pleasde . Mar.

What villanous stuffe is heere ?

Bas. Sweete Mistris , of meere grace imbolden now The kind young Prince heere , it is onely loue Vpon my protestation , that thus daunts His most Heroicke spirit : so a while I le leaue you close together ; Vince , I say — Exit . Mar.

O horrible hearing , does he call you Vince ?

Vin. O I , what else ? and I made him imbrace me , Knitting a most familiar league of friendship . Mar.

But wherefore did you court me so absurdly ?

Vin.

Gods me , he taught me , I spake out of him .

Mar. O fie vpon 't , could you for pitty make him Such a poore creature ? t was abuse enough To make him take on him such sawcie friendship ; And yet his place is great ; for hee s not onely My fathers Vsher , but the worlds beside , Because he goes before it all in folly . Vin. Well , in these homely wiles , must our loues maske , Since power denies him his apparant right , Mar. But is there no meane to dissolue that power , And to preuent all further wrong to vs , Which it may worke , by forcing Mariage rites , Betwixt me and the Duke ? Vin. No meane but one , And that is closely to be maried first , Which I perceiue not how we can performe : For at my fathers comming backe from hunting , I feare your father and himselfe resolue , To barre my interest with his present nuptialls . Mar. That shall they neuer doe ; may not we now Our contract make , and marie before heauen ? Are not the lawes of God and Nature , more Than formall lawes of men ? are outward rites , More vertuous then the very substance is Of holy nuptialls solemnizde within ? Or shall lawes made to curbe the common world , That would not be contain'd in forme without them , Hurt them that Are a law vnto themselues ? My princely loue , t is not a Priest shall let vs : But since th' eternall acts of our pure soules , Knit vs with God , the soule of all the world , He shall be Priest to vs ; and with such rites As we can heere deuise , we will expresse , And strongely ratifie our hearts true vowes , Which no externall violence shall dissolue . Vin. This is our onely meane t' enioy each other : And , my deare life , I will deuise a forme To execute the substance of our mindes , In honor'd nuptialls . First then hide your face With this your spotlesse white and virgin vaile : Now this my skarfe I le knit about your arme , As you shall knit this other end on mine , And as I knit it , heere I vow by Heauen , By the most sweete imaginarie ioyes , Of vntride nuptialls ; by loues vshering fire , Fore-melting beautie , and loues flame it selfe . As this is soft and pliant to your arme In a circumferent flexure , so will I Be tender of your welfare and your will , As of mine owne , as of my life and soule , In all things , and for euer ; onelie you Shall haue this care in fulnesse , onely you Of all dames shall be mine , and onely you I le court , commend and ioy in , till I die . Mar. With like conceit only our arme this I tie , And heere in sight of heauen , by it I sweare , By my loue to you , which commands my life , By the deare price of such a constant husband , As you haue vowed to be : and by the ioy I shall imbrace by all meanes to requite you : I le be as apt to gouerne as this silke , As priuate as my face is to this vaile , And as farre from offence , as this from blacknesse . I will be courted of no man but you , In , and for you shall be my ioyes and woes : If you be sicke , I will be sicke , though well : If you be well , I will be well , though sicke : Your selfe alone my compleat world shall be , Euen from this houre , to all eternity . Vin.

It is inough , and binds as much as marriage .

Enter Bassiolo . Bass. I le see in what plight my poore louer stands , Gods me ! a beckons me to haue me gone , It seemes hee s entred into some good vaine : I le hence , loue cureth when he vents his paine . Exit . Vin. Now my sweet life , we both remember well What we haue vow'd shall all be kept entire Maugre our fathers wraths , danger and death : And to confirme this , shall we spend our breath ? Be well aduisde , for yet your choice shall be In all things as before , as large and free . Mar.

What I haue vow'd , I le keepe euen past my death .

Vin. And I : and now in token I dissolue Your virgin state , I take this snowie vaile , From your much fairer face , and claime the dues Of sacred nuptialls : and now fairest heauen , As thou art infinitely raisde from earth , Diffrent and opposite , so blesse this match , As farre remou'd from Customes popular sects , And as vnstaind with her abhorr'd respects . Enter Bassiolo . Bass. Mistris , away , Pogio runnes vp and downe , Calling for Lord Vincentio ; come away , For hitherward he bends his clamorous haste . Mar.

Remember loue .

Exit Mar. and Bassiolo . Vin. Or else forget me heauen . Why am I sought for by this Pogio ? The Asse is great with child of some ill newes , His mouth is neuer fill'd with other sound . Enter Pogio. Pog.

Where is my Lord Vincentio , where is my Lord ?

Vin.

Here he is Asse , what an exclaiming keep'st thou ?

Pog.

Slood , my Lord , I haue followed you vp and downe like a Tantalus pig , till I haue worne out my hose here abouts , I le be sworne , and yet you call me Asse still ; But I can tell you passing ill newes my Lord .

Uin.

I know that well sir , thou neuer bringst other ; what s your newes now , I pray ?

Pog.

O Lord , my Lord vncle is shot in the side with an arrow .

Vin.

Plagues take thy tongue , is he in any danger ?

Pog. O danger ; I , he haz lien speechlesse this two houres , And talkes so idlely . Vin.

Accursed newes , where is he , bring me to him .

Pog.

Yes , do you lead , and I le guide you to him .

Exeunt . Enter Strozza ; brought in a Chaire , Cynanche , Benenemus , with others . Cyn.

How fares it now with my deare Lord and husband ?

Stro. Come neere me wife , I fare the better farre For the sweete foode of thy diuine aduice , Let no man value at a little price . A vertuous womans counsaile , her wing'd spirit , Is featherd herd oftentimes with heauenly words ; And ( like her beautie ) rauishing , and pure . The weaker bodie , still the stronger soule , When good endeuours do her powers applie , Her loue drawes neerest mans felicitie , O what a treasure is a vertuous wife , Discreet and louing , Not one gift on earth , Makes a mans life so highly bound to heauen ; She giues him double forces , to endure And to enioy ; by being one with him , Feeling his Ioies and Griefes with equall sence ; And like the twins Hypocrates reports : If he fetch sighes , she drawes her breath as short : If he lament , she melts her selfe in teares : If he be glad , she triumphs ; if he stirre , She moou's his way ; in all things his sweete Ape : And is in alterations passing strange . Himselfe diuinely varied without change : Gold is right pretious ; but his price infects With pride and auarice ; Aucthority lifts Hats from mens heades ; and bowes the strongest knees , Yet cannot bend in rule the weakest hearts ; Musicke delights but one sence ; Nor choice meats One quickly fades , the other stirre to sinne ; But a true wife , both sence and soule delights , And mixeth not her good with any ill ; Her vertues ( ruling hearts ) all powres command ; All Store without her , leaues a man but poore ; And with her , Pouertie is exceeding Store ; No time is tedious with her , her true woorth Makes a true husband thinke , his armes enfold ; ( With her alone ) a compleate worlde of gold . Cyn. I wish ( deare loue ) I coulde deserue as much , As your most kinde conceipt hath well exprest : But when my best is done , I see you wounded ; And neither can recure nor ease your pains . Stro. Cynanche , thy aduise hath made me well ; My free submission to the hand of heauen Makes it redeeme me from the rage of paine . For though I know the malice of my wound Shootes still the same distemper through my vaines , Yet the Iudiciall patience I embrace , ( In which my minde spreads her impassiue powres Through all my suffring parts ; ) expels their frailetie ; And rendering vp their whole life to my soule , Leaues me nought else but soule ; and so like her , Free from the passions of my fuming blood . Cyn. Would God you were so ; and that too much payne . Were not the reason , you felt sence of none . Stro. Thinkst thou me mad Cynanche ? for mad men , By paynes vngouernd , haue no sence of payne . But I , I tell you am quite contrary , Easde with well gouerning my submitted payne . Be cheerd then wife ; and looke not for , in mee , The manners of a common wounded man . Humilitie hath raisde me to the starres ; In which ( as in a sort of Cristall Globes ) I sit and see things hidde from humane sight . I , euen the very accidents to come Are present with my knowledge ; the seuenth day The arrow head will fall out of my side . The seauenth day wife , the forked head will out . Cyn.

Would God it would my Lord , and leaue you wel

Stro. Yes , the seuenth day , I am assurd it will : And I shall liue , I know it ; I thanke heauen , I knowe it well ; and i le teach my phisition , To build his cares heereafter vpon heauen More then on earthly medcines ; for I knowe Many things showne me from the op'ned skies , That passe all arts . Now my phisition Is comming to me , he makes friendly haste ; And I will well requite his care of mee . Cyn.

How knowe you he is comming ?

Stro.

Passing well ; and that my deare friend lord Vincentio Will presently come see me too ; i le stay ( My good phisition ) till my true friend come .

Cyn. Ay me , his talke is idle ; and I feare , Foretells his reasonable Soule now leaues him . Stro.

Bring my Physition in , hee 's at the doore .

Cyn.

Alas , there s no Physition .

Stro. But I know it ; See , he is come . Enter Benouemius . Ben.

How fares my worthy Lord ?

Stro. Good Doctor , I endure no paine at all , And the seauenth day , the arrowes head will out . Ben.

Why should it fall out the seuenth day my Lord ?

Stro.

I know it ; the seuenth day it will not faile .

Ben.

I wish it may , my Lord .

Stro. Yes , t' will be so , You come with purpose to take present leaue , But you shall stay a while ; my Lord Vincentio Would see you faine and now is comming hither : Ben.

How knowes your Lordship ? haue you sent for him ?

Stro. No but t' is very true ; hee 's now hard by , And will not hinder your affaires a whit . Ben. How want of rest distempers his light braine ? Brings my Lord any traine ? Stro. None but himselfe . My nephew Pogio now hath left his Grace . Good Doctor go , and bring him by his hand , ( Which he will giue you ) to my longing eyes , Ben.

T is strange , if this be true .

Exit . Cyn. The Prince I thinke , Yet knowes not of your hurt . Enter Vincentio holding the Doctors hand . Stro. Yes wife , too well , See he is come ; welcome my princely friend : I haue beene shot my Lord ; but the seventh day The arrowes head will fall out of my side , And I shall hue . Vin. I doe not feare your life , But , Doctor , is it your opinion , That the seuenth day the arrow head will out ? Stro. No , t' is not his opinion , t' is my knowledge : For I doe know it well ; and I do wish Euen for your onely sake , my noble Lord , This were the seuenth day ; and I now were well , That I might be some strength to your hard state , For you haue many perils to endure : Great is your danger ; great ; vour vniust ill Is passing foule and mortall ; would to God My wound were something well , I might be with you , Nay do not whisper , I know what I say , Too well for you , my Lord ; I wonder heauen Will let such violence threat an innocent life . Vin. What ere it be , deare friend , so you be well , I will endure it all ; your wounded state Is all the daunger I feare towards me . Stro. Nay , mine is nothing ; For the seuenth day This arrow head will out , and I shall liue , And so shall you , I thinke ; but verie hardly . It will be hardly , you will scape indeed . Vin. Be as will be ; pray heauen your prophecie Be happily accomplished in your selfe , And nothing then can come amisse to me . Stro.

What sayes my Doctor ? thinks he I say true ?

Ben. If your good Lordship could but rest a while , I would hope well . Stro. Yes , I shall rest I know , If that will helpe your indgement . Ben. Yes , it will , And good my Lord , let s helpe you in to trie . Stro.

You please me much , I shall sleepe instantly .

Exeunt , Enter Alphonso , and Medice . Alp. Why should the humorous boy forsake the chace ? As if he tooke aduantage of my absence , To some act that my presence would offend . Med. I warrant you my Lord , t' is to that end : And I beleeue he wrongs you in your loue . Children presuming on their parents kindnesse , Care not what vnkind actions they commit Against their quiet : And were I as you , I would affright my sonne from these bold parts , And father him as I found his deserts . Alp. I sweare I will : and can I proue he aymes At any interruption in my loue , I le interrupt his life . Med. We soone shall see , For I haue made Madam Corteza search With pick-locks , all the Ladies Cabynets About Earle Lassos house ; and if there be Traffique of loue , twixt any one of them , And your suspected sonne ; t' will soone appeare , In some signe of their amorous marchandise ; See where she comes , loded with Iems & papers . Enter . Cort. Cor. See here , my Lord , I haue rob'd all their Caskets , Know you this Ring ? this Carquanet ? this Chaine ? Will any of these letters serue your turne ? Alp. I know not these things ; but come : let me reade some of these letters . Madam , in this deed You deserue highly of my Lord the Duke . Cor. Nay my Lord Medice , I thinke I told you I could do prettie well in these affaires : O these yong Girles engrosse vp all the loue From vs , ( poore Beldams ; ) but I hold my hand , I le ferret all the Cunni-holes of their kindnesse Ere I haue done with them . Alp. Passion of death ! See , see , Lord Medice , my trait'rous sonne , Hath long ioyde in the fauours of my loue : Woe to the wombe that bore him : and my care To bring him vp to this accursed houre , In which all cares possesse my wretched life . Med. What father , would beleeue he had a sonne So full of trecherie to his innocent state ? And yet my Lord , this letter shewes no meeting , But a desire to meete . Cort. Yes , yes , my Lord , I doe suspect they meete ; and I beleeue I know well where too ; I beleeue I doe ; And therefore tell me ; does no creature know , That you haue left the chase thus suddenly ? And are come hither ? haue you not beene seene By any of these Louers ? Alp.

Not by any .

Cor. Come then , come follow me ; I am perswaded I shall go neare to shew you their kind hands . Their confidence , that you are still a hunting , Will make your amorous sonne that stole from thence , Bold in his loue-sports ; Come , come , a fresh chace , I hold this pickelocke , you shall hunt at view . What , do they thinke to seape ? An old wiues eye Is a blew Cristall full of sorcerie . Alp.

If this be true , the traitrous boy shall die .

Exeunt . Enter Lasso , Margaret , Bassiolo going before . Lass. Tell me I pray you , what strange hopes they are That feed your coy conceits against the Duke , And are prefer'd before th' assured greatnes His highness graciously would make your fortunes ? Mar. I haue small hopes , my Lord ; but a desire To make my nuptiall choice of one I loue , And as I would be loath t' impaire my state ; So I , affect not honours that exceed it . Lass. O you are verie temp'rate in your choice , Pleading a iudgement past your sexe , and yeares . But I beleeue some fancie ' will be found , The forge of these gay Gloses : if it be , I shall descipher what close traitor t is That is your Agent in your secret plots . Bass.

Swoones .

Lass. And him for whom you plot ; and on you all I will reuenge thy disobedieuce , With such seuere correction , as shall fright All such deluders from the like attempts : But chiefly he shall smart that is your factor . Bass.

O me , accurst !

Lass. Meane time I le cut Your poore craft short yfaith . Mar. Poore craft indeede , That I , or any others vse , forme . Lass. Well Dame , if it be nothing but the iarre Of your vnfiued fancie ; that procures Your wilfull coynesse to my Lord the Duke , No doubt but Time , and Iudgement will conforme it To such obedience , as so great desert Proposde to your acceptance doth require . To which end doe you counsaile her Bassiolo . And let me see Maid gainst the Duks returne , Another tincture set vpon your lookes Then heretofore ; For be assur'd at last Thou shalt consent , or else incurre my curse : Aduise her , you Bassiolo . Exit . Bass. I , my good Lord ; Gods pittie , what an errant Asse was I , To entertaine the Princes craftie friendship ? Slood , I halfe suspect , the villaine guld me ; Mar.

Our Squire I thinke is staru'd .

Bass. Nay Ladie it is true , And you must frame your fancie to the Duke , For I protest I will not be corrupted , For all the friends and fortunes in the world , To gull my Lord that trusts me . Mar. O sir , now , Y' are true too late . Bass. No Ladie , not a whit , Slood , and you thinke to make an Asse of me , May chance to rise betimes ; I know 't , I know . Mar. Out seruile coward , shall a light suspect , That hath no slendrest proofe of what we do , Infringe the weightie faith that thou hast sworne , To thy deare friend the Prince that dotes on thee ; And will in peeces cut thee for thy falshood ; Bass. I care not ; I le not hazard my estate , For any Prince on earth : and I le disclose The complot to your father , if you yeeld not To his obedience . Mar. Doe if thou dar'st , Euen for thy scrapt vp liuing , and thy life , I le tell my father then , how thou didst wooe me To loue the yong Prince ; and didst force me too , To take his Letters ; I was well enclin'd , I will be sworne . before , to loue the Duke , But thy vile railing at him , made me hate him . Bass.

I raile at him ?

Mar. I marie did you sir , And said he was a patterne for a Potter , Fit t' haue his picture stampt on a stone Iugge , To keepe Ale-knights in memorie of Sobriety . Bass.

Sh 'as a plaguie memory .

Mar. I could haue lou'd him else ; nay , I did loue him , Though I dissembled it , to bring him on , And I by this time might haue beene a Dutchesse : And now I thinke on 't better : for reuenge , I le haue the Duke , and he shall haue thy head , For thy false wit within it , to his loue . Now goe and tell my Father , pray be gone . Bass.

Why and I will goe .

Mar.

Goe , for Gods sake goe , are you heere yet ?

Bass.

Well , now I am resolu'd .

Ma. T is brauely done , farewell : but do you heare sir ? Take this with you besides ; the young Prince keepes A certaine letter you had writ for me , ( Endearing , and Condoling , and Mature ) And if you should denie things , that I hope Will stop your impudent mouth : but goe your waies , If you can answer all this , why t is well . Bass. Well Lady , if you will assure me heere , You will refraine to meete with the young Prince , I will say nothing . Mar. Good sir , say your worst , For I will meete him , and that presently . Bass. Then be content I pray , and leaue me out , And meete heereafter as you can your selues . Mar. No , no sir , no , t is you must fetch him to me , And you shal fetch him , or I le do your arrand . Bas. Swounds what a spight is this , I will resolue T' endure the worst ; t is but my foolish feare , The plot will be discouerd : O the gods ! T is the best sport to play with these young dames ; I haue dissembl'd , Mistris , all this while Haue I not made you in a pretty taking ? Mar. O t is most good ; thus you may play on me ; You cannot be content to make me loue A man I hated till you spake for him , With such enchanting speeches , as no friend Could possibly resist : but you must vse Your villanous wit , to driue me from my wits : A plague of that bewitching tongue of yours ; Wou'd I had neuer heard your scuruie words . Ba. Pardon deare Dame , I le make amends ifaith , Thinke you that I le play false with my deare Vincentio I swore that sooner Hybla should want bees , And Italy bone robes , then I ; faith And so they shall . Come , you shall meete , and double meete , in spight Of all your foes , and Dukes that dare maintaine them , A plague of all old doters , I disdaine them : Exeunt . Mar.

Said like a friend ; O let me combe the cokscombe .

Fiuis Actus Quarti .
ACTVS QVINTI SCAENA PRIMA . Enter Alphonso , Medice , Lasso , Cortezza aboue . Cor. Heere is the place will doe the deede ifaith ; This Duke will shew thee how youth puts downe age , I and perhaps how youth does put downe youth . Alp. If I shall see my loue in any sort Preuented , or abusde , th' abuser dies . Lass. I hope there is no such intent my Liege , For sad as death should I be to behold it . Med. You must not be too confident my Lord , Or in your daughter or in them that guard her . The Prince is politike , and enuies his Father : And though not for himselfe , nor any good Intended to your daughter , yet because He knowes t' would kill his father , he would seeke her . Cor.

Whist whist whist , they come .

Enter Bassiolo , Vincentio , and Margaret . Bass. Come , meete me boldly , come , And let them come from hunting when they dare . Vin.

Haz the best spirit .

Bass. Spirit ? what a plague , Shall a man feare Capriches ? you forsooth Must haue your loue come t' ee , and when he comes , Then you grow shamefac'd , and he must not touch you : But fie , my Father comes , and foe , my Aunt , O t' is a wittie hearing , i st not thinke you ? Vin.

Nay , pray thee doe not mocke her gentle friend .

Bass. Nay , you are euen as wise a wooer too , If she turne from you you euen let her turne , And say ; you doe not loue to force a Lady . T' is too much rudenesse ; gosh hat , what 's a Lady ? Must she not be touch'd ? what . is she copper thinke you ? And will not bide the touch stone ? kisse her Vince , And thou doost loue me , kisse her . Vin. Lady , now I were too simple if I should not offer . Mar.

O God sir , pray away , this man talks idlely .

Bass. How shay by that ; now by that candle there , Were I as Vince is , I would handle you In ruftie tuftie wise , in your right kinde . Mar.

O , you haue made him a sweete beagle , ha' y not ?

Vin. T' is the most true beleeuer in himselfe : Of all that sect of follie faith 's his fault . Bass. So to her Vince , I giue thee leaue my lad , Sweete were the words my mistris spake , when teares fell from He lies down her eyes . by them . Thus , as the Lyon lies before his den , Guarding his whelps , and streakes his carelesse limbs , And when the Panther , Foxe , or Wolfe comes neere He neuer daines to rise , to fright them hence , But onely puts forth one of his sterne pawes , And keepes his deare whelps safe , as in a hutch , So I present his person , and keepe mine . Foxes , goe by I put my terror forth , Cant , Let all the world say what they can , Her bargaine best she makes , That hath the wit to choose a man , To pay for that he takes . Belle Piu . &c. iterum cant . Dispatch sweete whelps the bug , the Duke comes strait : O t is a graue old louer that same Duke , And chooses Minions rarely , if you marke him . The noble Medice , that man , that Bobbadilla , That foolish knaue , that hose and dublet stinckard . Med.

Swounds my Lord , rise , let s indure no more .

Alp. A little , pray my Lord , for I beleeue We shall discouer very notable knavery . Lass.

Alas how I am greeu'd and sham'd in this .

Cor.

Neuer care you Lord brother , there s no harme done .

Bass. But that sweet Creature , my good Lords sister , Madam Cortezza , she , the noblest Dame That euer any veine of honour bled ; There were a wise now , for my Lord the Duke Had he the grace to choose her , but in deede , To speake her true praise , I must vse some study . Cor. Now truly brother , I did euer thinke This man the honestest man that ere you kept . Lass.

So sister , so , because he praises you .

Cor.

Nay sit , but you shall heare him further yet .

Bass. Were not her head sometimes a little light , And so vnapt for matter of much weight , She were the fittest , and the worthiest Dame To leape a window , and to breake her necke , That euer was . Cor. Gods pitty , arrant knaue , I euer thought him a dissembling varlot . Bass. Well , now my hearts be warie , for by this , I feare the Duke is comming ; I le go watch , And giue you warning : I commend me t' ee . Exit . Vin.

O fine phrase ,

Mar.

And very timely vsde .

Vin. What now sweete life , shall we resolue vpon ? We neuer shall inioy each other heere . Mar. Direct you then my Lord , what we shall doe , For I am at your will , and will indure With you , the cruellst absence , from the state We both were borne too , that can be supposde . Vin. That would extreamely greeue me , could my selfe Onely indure the ill , our hardest fates , May lay on both of vs ; I would not care , But to behold thy sufferance , I should die . Mar. How can your Lordship wrong my loue so much , To thinke the more woe I sustaine for you , Breedes not the more my comfort ? I alas Haue no meane else , to make my merit euen In any measure , with your eminent worth . Enter Bassiolo . Bas. Now must I exercise my timorous louers , Like fresh arm'd souldiers , with some false alarms , To make them yare and warie of their foe The boistrous bearded Duke : I le rush vpon them With a most hideous cry , the Duke , the Duke , the Duke . Ha , ha , ha , wo ho , come againe I say , The Duke 's not come ifaith . Vin. Gods precious man , What did you meane to put vs in this feare ? Bass O sir , to make you looke about the more ; Nay , we must teach you more of this I tell you : What , can you be too safe sir ? what I say , Must you be pamperd in your vanities ? Ah , I do domineere and rule the rost . Exit . Mar. Was euer such an Ingle ? would to God , ( If t were not for our selues ) my father saw him . Las. Minion , you haue your praier , and my curse , For your good Huswiferie . Med. What saies your Highnesse ? Can you indure these iniuries any more ? Alp. No more , no more , aduise me what is best , To be the penance of my gracelesse sonne ? Med. My Lord , no meane but death or banishment , Can be fit penance for him : if you meane T' inioy the pleasure of your loue your selfe . Cor.

Giue him plaine death my Lord , and then y' are sure

Alp. Death or his banishment , he shall indure , For wreake of that ioyes exile I sustaine . Come , call our Gard , and apprehend him strait . Exeunt . Vin. I haue some Iewells then my dearest life , Which with what euer we can get beside , Shall be our meanes , and we will make escape . Enter Bassiolo running . Bas. Sblood , the Duke and all come now in earnest ; The Duke , by heauen , the Duke . Vin. Nay , then ifaith Your ieast is too too stale . Bass. Gods pretious , By these ten bones , and by this hat and heart , The Duke and all comes , see , we are cast away . Exeunt . Enter Alphonso , Medice , Lasso , Cortezza , and Iulio . Alp.

Lay hands vpon them all , pursue , pursue .

Lass.

Stay thou vngracious girle .

Alp. Lord Medice , Leade you our Guard , and see you apprehend The treacherous boy , nor let him scape with life , Vnlesse he yeilde to his externall exile . Med.

T' is princely said my Lord —

Exit . Lass.

And take my Vsher .

Mar. Let me goe into exile with my Lord , I will not liue , if I be left behinde . Lass.

Impudent Damzell , wouldst thou follow him ?

Mar.

He is my husband , whom else should I follow ?

Lass.

Wretch , thou speakest treason to my Lord the Duke .

Alp.

Yet loue me Lady , and I pardon all .

Mar.

I haue a husband , and must loue none else .

Alp. Dispightfull Dame , I le dis inherit him , And thy good Father heere shall cast off thee , And both shall feede on ayre , or starue , and die . Mar. If this be iustice , let it be our doomes : If free and spotlesse loue in equall yeares , With honours vnimpaired deserue such ends , Let vs approue what iustice is in friends . Lass. You shall I sweare : sister , take you her close Into your chamber , locke her fast alone , And let her stirre nor speake with any one . Cor.

She shall not brother : come Necce , come with me .

Mar.

Heauen saue my loue , and I will suffer gladly .

Exeunt Cor. Mar. Alp. Haste Iulio , follow thou my sons pursuit , And will Lord Medice not to hurt nor touch him , But either banish him , or bring him backe : Charge him to vse no violence to his life . Iulio

I will my Lord .

Exit Iulio . Alp. O Nature ! how alas Art thou and Reason thy true guide opposde ? More bane thou tak'st , to guide Sense , led amisse , Then being guided , Reason giues thee blisse . Exeunt . Enter Cynanche , Beneuenius , Ancilla , Strozza hauing the Arrow head . Stro. Now see good Doctor , t' was no frantike fancie , That made my tongue presage this head should fall Out of my wounded side the seuenth day ; But an inspired rapture of my minde , Submitted and conioynde in patience , To my Creator , in whom I fore-saw ( Like to an Angell ) this diuine euent . Ben. So is it plaine , and happily approu'd , In a right christian president , confirming What a most sacred medcine Patience is , That with the high thirst of our soules , cleare fire Exhausts corpore ill humour ; and all paine , Casting our flesh off , while we it retaine . Cy. Make some religious vow then my deare Lord , And keepe it in the proper memorie , Of so Celestiall and free a grace . Str Sweete wife , thou restest my good Angell still , Suggesting by all meanes , these ghostly counsailes . Thou weariest not thy husbands patient eares , With motions for new fashions in attire , For change of Iewells , pastimes , and nice cates , Nor studiest eminence , and the higher place Amongst thy consorts , like all other Dames : But knowing more worthy obiects appertaine To euery woman that desires t' inioy A blessed life in mariage : thou contemn'st Those common pleasures , and pursu'st the rare , Vsing thy husband in those vertuous gifts : For which , thou first didst choose him , and thereby Cloy'st not with him , but lou'st him endlesly . In reuerence of thy motion then , and zeale To that most soueraigne power , that was my cure . I make a vow to goe on soote to Rome , And offer humbly in S. Peters Temple , This fatall Arrow head : which work , let none iudge A superstitious Rite , but a right vse , Proper to this peculiar instrument , Which visiblie resignde to memorie , Through euery eye that sees , will stirre the soule To Gratitude and Progresse , in the vse Of my tried patience which in my powers ending , Would shut th' example out of future liues . No act is superstitious , that applies All power to God , deuoting hearts , through eyes . Ben. Spoke with the true tongue of a Nobleman : But now are all these excitations toyes , And Honor fats his braine with other ioyes . I know your true friend , Prince Vincentio Will triumph in this excellent effect Of your late prophecie . Stro. O , my deare friends name Presents my thoughts , with a most mortall danger , To his right innocent life : a monstrous fact Is now effected on him . Cyn.

Where ? or how ?

Stro. I doe not well those circumstances know , But am assur'd , the substance is too true . Come reuerend Doctor , let vs harken out Where the young Prince remaines , and beare with you Medcines t' allay his danger : if by wounds , Beare pretious Balsome , or some soueraigne iuyce ; If by fell poison , some choice Antidote , If by blacke witchcraft , our good spirits and prayers Shall exorcise the diuelish wrath of hell , Out of his princely bosome . Enter Pogio running . Pog.

Where ? where ? where ? where 's my Lord vncle , my Lord my vncle ?

Stro.

Here 's the ill tydings-bringer ; what newes now , with thy vnhappie presence ?

Po.

O my Lord my Lord Vincentio , is almost kild by my Lord Medice .

Stro. See Doctor , see , if my presage be true . And well I know if he haue hurt the Prince , T' is trecherously done , or with much helpe . Pog.

Nay sure he had no helpe , but all the Dukes Guard ; and they set vpon him indeed ; and after he had defended himselfe , d ee see ? he drew , & hauing as good as wounded the Lord Medice almost , he strake at him , and missd him , d ee marke ?

Stro.

What tale is here ? where is this mischiefe done ?

Pog.

At Monks well , my Lord , I le guide you to him presently

Str. I doubt it not ; fooles are best guides to ill , And mischiefes readie way lies open still . Lead sir I pray . Exeunt . Enter Corteza , and Margaret aboue . Cort. Quiet your selfe , Nece ; though your loue be slaine , You haue another that 's woorth two of him . Mar. It is not possible ; it cannot be That heauen should suffer such impietie . Cort.

T is true , I sweare neece .

Ma. O most vniust truth ! I le cast my selfe downe headlong from this Tower , And force an instant passage for my soule , To seeke the wandring spirit of my Lord . Cort. Will you do so Neece ? That I hope you will not , And yet there was a Maid in Saint Marks streete , For such a matter did so ; and her clothes Flew vp about her so as she had no harme : And grace of God your clothes may flie vp too , And saue you harmelesse ; for your cause and hers Are ene as like as can be . Mar. I would not scape ; And certainly I thinke the death is easie . Cort. O t' is the easiest death that euer was , Looke Nece , it is so farre hence to the ground . You shoulde bee quite dead , long before you felt it . Yet do not leape Nece . Mar. I will kill my selfe With running on some sworde ; or drinke strong poison ; Which death is easiest I would faine endure . Cor. Sure Cleopatra was of the same minde , And did so ; she was honord euer since , Yet do not you so Neece . Mar. Wretch that I am ; my heart is softe and faint ; And trembles at the verie thought of death , Though thoughts ten-folde more greiuous do torment it ; I le feele death by degrees ; and first deforme This my accursed face with vglie wounds , That was the first cause of my deare loues death . Cor. That were a cruell deed ; yet Adelasia ; In Pettis Pallace of Petit pleasure , For all the worlde , with such a knife as this Cut off her cheeks , and nose , and was commended More then all Dames that kept their faces whole ; O do not cut it . Mar. Fie on my faint heart , It will not giue my hand the wished strength ; Beholde the iust plague of a sensuall life , That to preserue it selfe in Reasons spight , And shunne deaths horror , feels it ten times more . Vnworthy women , why doe men adore Our fading Beauties , when their worthiest liues , Being lost for vs , we dare not die for them ? Hence haplesse Ornaments that adorn'd this head : Disorder euer these entring carles And leaue my beautie like a wildernesse , That neuer mans eie more may dare t' inuade . Cor. I le tell you Nece ; and yet I will not tell you , A thing that I desire to haue you doe . But I will tell you onely what you might doe , Cause I would pleasure you in all I cud . I haue an Ointment here , which we Dames vse , To take off haire when it does growe too lowe Vpon our foreheads , and that for a neede , If you should rub it hard vpon your face , Would blister it , and make it looke most vildely . Mar.

O Giue me that Aunt .

Cor. Giue it you virgin ? that were well indeede : Shall I be thought to tempt you to such matters ? Mar. None ( of my faith ) shall know it : gentle Aunt , Bestow it on me , and I le euer loue you . Cor.

Gods pitty , but you shall not spoile your face .

Mar.

I will not then indeede .

Cor. Why then Neece take it : But you shall sweare you will not . Mar.

No , I sweare .

Cor. What , doe you force it from me ? Gods my deare , Will you mis-vse your face so ? what , all ouer ? Nay , if you be so desp'rate , I le be gone — Exit . Mar. Fade haplesse beautie , turne the vgliest face That euer Aethiop , or affrightfull fiend Shew'd in th' amaz'd eye of prophan'd light : See pretious Loue , if thou be it in ayre , And canst breake darknesse , and the strongest Towres , With thy dissolued intellectuall powers , See a worse torment suffered for thy death , Then if it had extended his blacke force , In seuen-fold horror to my hated life . Smart pretious ointment . smart . and to my braine Sweate thy enuenom'd furie , make my eyes Burne with thy sulphre , like the lakes of hell , That feare of me may shiuer him to dust , That eate his owne childe with the jawes of lust — Exit . Enter Alphonso , Lasso , and others . Alp. I wonder how farre they pursu'd my Sonne , That no returne of him or them appears , I feare some haplesse accident is chanc'd , That makes the newes so loath to pierce mine eares . Lass. High heauen vouchsafe no such effect succeede Those wretched causes that from my house flow , But that in harmelesse loue all acts may end . Enter Cortezza . Cort. What shall I do ? Alas I cannot rule My desparate Neece , all her sweete face is spoylde , And I dare keepe her prisoner no more : See , see , she comes frantike and all vndrest . Enter Marg. Mar. Tyrant ! behold how thou hast vsde thy loue , See , theefe to Nature , thou hast kil'd and rob'd , Kil'd what my selfe kill'd , rob'd what makes thee poore . Beautie ( a Louers treasure ) thou hast lost Where none can find it ; all a poore Maides dowrie Thou hast forc'd from me : all my ioy and hope . No man will loue me more ; all Dames excell me , This ougly thing is now no more a face , Nor any vile forme in all Earth resembled , But thy fowle tyrannie ; for which all the paines Two faithfull Louers feele , that thus are parted , All ioyes they might haue felt , turne all to paines ; All a yong virgin thinks she does endure , To loose her loue and beautie ; on thy heart Be heapt and prest downe till thy soule depart . Enter Iulio . Iul. Haste Liege , your sonne is daungerously hurt . Lord Medice contemning your commaund , By me deliuered , as your Highnesse will'd , Set on him with your Guard ; who strooke him downe ; And then the coward Lord , with mortall wounds , And slauish insolencie , plow'd vp his soft breast ; Which barbarous fact in part is laid on you , For first enioyning it , and fowle exclaimes In pittie of your sonne , your subiects breathe Gainst your vnnaturall furie ; amongst whom The good Lord Strozza desp'rately raues , And vengeance for his friends iniustice craues . See where he comes burning in zeale of friendship . Enter Srozza , Vincentio , brought in a chaire , Benevenius , Pogio , Cynanch with a guard , Strozza before & Medice . Stro. Where is the tyrant ? let me strike his eyes Into his braine , with horror of an obiect . See Pagan Nero ; see how thou hast ript Thy better bosome ; rooted vp that flowre , From whence thy now spent life should spring anew , And in him kild ( that would haue bred thee fresh ) Thy mother and thy father . Vin.

Good friend cease .

Stro. What hag with child of Monster , would haue nurst Such a prodigous longing ? But a father Would rather eate the brawne out of his armes Then glut the mad worme of his wilde desires With his deare issues entrailes . Vin. Honourd friend ; He is my father , and he is my Prince , In both whose rights he may commaund my life . Stro. What is a father ? turne his entrailes gulfs To swallow children , when they haue begot them ? And what s a Prince ? Had all beene vertuous men , There neuer had beene Prince vpon the earth , And so no subiect ; all men had beene Princes : A vertuous man is subiect to no Prince , But to his soule and honour ; which are lawes , That carrie Fire and Sword within themselues Neuer corrupted neuer out of rule ; What is there in a Prince ? That his least lusts Are valued at the liues of other men , When common faults in him should prodigies be , And his grosse dotage rather loath'd then sooth'd . Alp. How thicke and heauily my plagues descend ! Not giuing my mazde powres a time to speake : Poure more rebuke vpon me worthie Lord , For I haue guilt and patience for them all : Yet know , deare sonne , I did forbid thy harme : This Gentleman can witnes , whom I sent With all command of haste to interdict This forward man in mischiefe ; not to touch thee : Did I not Iulio ? vtter nought but truth . Iul. All your guard heard , my Lord , I gaue your charge , With lowd and violent itterations . After all which , Lord Medice cowardly hurt him . The Guard . He did my Princely Lord . Alp. Beleeue then sonne , And know me pierst as deeply with thy wounds : And pardon vertuous Ladie that haue lost The dearest treasure proper to your sexe . Ay me , it seemes by my vnhappie meanes ! O would to God , I could with present cure Of these vnnaturall wounds ; and moning right Of this abused beautie , ioyne you both , ( As last I left you ) in eternall nuptials . Vin. My Lord , I know the malice of this man , Not your vnkinde consent hath vsde vs thus . And since I make no doubt I shall suruiue These fatall dangers ; and your grace is pleasde , To giue free course to my vnwounded loue ; T' is not this outward beauties ruthfull losse , Can any thought discourage my desires : And therefore , deare life , doe not wrong me so , To thinke my loue the shadow of your beautie , I wooe your vertues , which as I am sure No accident can alter or empaire ; So , be you certaine nought can change my loue . Mar. I know your honourable minde my Lord , And will not do it that vnworthie wrong , To let it spend her forces in contending ( Spite of your sence ) to loue me thus deformed : Loue must haue outward obiects to delight him , Else his content will be too graue and sowre . It is inough for me my Lord , you loue , And that my beauties sacrifice redeemde My sad feare of your slaughter . You first lou'd me Closely for beautie ; which being with'red thus , Your loue must fade ; when the most needfull rights Of Fate , and Nature , haue dissolu'd your life , And that your loue must needs be all in soule , Then will we meete againe : and then ( deare Loue ) Loue me againe ; for then will beautie be Of no respect with loues eternitie . Vin. Nor is it now ; I wooed your beautie first But as a louer : now as a deare husband , That title and your vertues binde me euer . Mar. Alas , that title is of little force To stirre vp mens affections : when wiues want Outward excitements , husbands loues grow skant . Ben. Assist me Heauen , and Art , giue me your Maske , Open thou little store-house of great Nature , Vse an Elixar drawne through seuen yeares fire , That like Medeas Cauldron , can repaire The vgliest losse of liuing temp'rature : And for this princely paire of vertuous Turtles , Be lauish of thy pretious influence Lady , t' attone your honourable strife , And take all let from your loues tender eyes . Let me for euer hide this staine of Beauty , With this recureful Maske ; heere be it fix'd With painelesse operation ; of it selfe , ( Your beauty hauing brook'd three daies eclips ) Like a dissolued clowd it shall fall off , And your faire lookes regaine their freshest raies : So shall your Princely friend , ( if heauen consent ) In twice your sufferd date renue recure , Let me then haue the honor to conioyne Your hands , conformed to your constant hearts . Alp. Graue Beneuenius , honorable Doctor , On whose most soueraigne Aesculapian hand , Fame with her richest miracles attends , Be fortunate , as euer heeretofore , That we may quite thee both with gold and honour , And by thy happy meanes , haue powre to make My Sonne , and his much iniur'd loue amends , Whose well proportion'd choice we now applaud , And blesse all those that euer further'd it . Where is your discreete Vsher my good Lord , The speciall furtherer of this equall match ? Iulio

Brought after by a couple of your Guard .

Alp.

Let him be fetch'd , that we may doe him grace .

Po.

I le fetch him my Lord : away , you must not go : O here

He comes ; O master Vsher , I am sorie for you , you must presently be chopt in peeces .

Bass.

Wo to that wicked Prince that ere I saw him .

Pog.

Come , come , I gull you master Vsher , you are like to be the Dukes Minion man ; d ee thinke I would haue beene seene in your companie , and you had beene out of fauour ? Here 's my friend maister Vsher , my Lord .

Alp. Giue me your hand friend , pardon vs I pray , We much haue wrong'd your worth , as one that knew the fitnesse of this match aboue our selues . Bass. Sir , I did all thing for the best , I sweare , And you must thinke I would not haue beene gul'd , I know what 's fit sir ; as I hope you know now : Sweete Vince , how far'st thou , be of honourd cheere . Lass. Vince does he call him ? O Foole , dost thou call The Prince Vince , like his equall ? Bass. O my Lord , Ahlas You know not what haz past twixt vs two ; Here in thy bosome I will be sweete Vince , And die if thou die , I protest by heauen . Lass.

I know not what this meanes .

Alp. Nor I my Lord : But sure he saw the fitnes of the match , With freer and more noble eies then we . Pog.

Why I saw that as well as he my Lord ; I knew t' was a foolish match betwixt you two ; did not you thinke so my Lord Vincentio ? Lord vncle , did not I say at first of the Duke ; will his Antiquitie neuer leaue his Iniquitie ?

Stro. Go to , too much of this ; but aske this Lord , If he did like it . Pog.

Who , my Lord Medice ?

Stro.

Lord Stinkard Man , his name is ; aske him Lord Stinkard , did you like the match ? say .

Pog.

My Lord Stinkard , did you like the match betwixt the Duke , and my Ladie Margaret ?

Med.

Presumptuous Sicophant , I will haue thy life .

Alp. Vnworthie Lord , put vp : thirst'st thou more blood ? Thy life is fitt'st to be call'd in question , For thy most murthrous cowardise on my sonne ; Thy forwardnesse to euery cruelty Calls thy pretended Noblesse in suspect . Stro. Noblesse my Lord ? set by your princely fauour , That gaue the lustre to his painted state , Who euer view'd him but with deepe contempt , As reading vilenesse in his very lookes ? And if he proue not sonne of some base drudge , Trim'd vp by Fortune , being dispos'd to ieast And dally with your state , then that good Angell , That by diuine relation spake in me , Fore-telling these foule dangers to your sonne , And without notice brought this reuerend man To rescue him from death : now failes my tongue , And I le confesse , I doe him open wrong . Med. And so thou doost ; and I returne all note Of infamy or basenesse on thy throte : Damne me my Lord , if I be not a Lord . Stro. My Liege , with all desert , euen now you said His life was duely forfet , for the death Which in these barbarous wounds he sought your sonne ; Vouchsafe me then his life , in my friends right , For many waies I know he merits death ; Which , ( if you grant ) will instantly appeare , And that I feele with some rare miracle . Alp.

His life is thine Lord Strozza , Giue him death .

Med. What my Lord , Will your grace cast away an innocent life ? Stro. Villaine thou liest , thou guiltie art of death A hundred waies , which now I le execute . Med.

Recall your word my Lord .

Alp.

Not for the world .

Stro. O my deare Liege , but that my spirit prophetike Hath inward feeling of such sinnes in him , As aske the forfait of his life and soule , I would , before I tooke his life , giue leaue To his confession , and his penitence : O , he would tell you most notorious wonders , Of his most impious state ; but life and soule Must suffer for it in him , and my hand Forbidden is from heauen to let him liue , Till by confession he may haue forgiuenesse . Die therefore monster . Vin. O be not so vncharitable sweete friend , Let him confesse his sinnes , and aske heauen pardon . Stro. He must not Princely friend , it is heauens iustice To plague his life and soule , and heer 's heauens iustice . Me.

O saue my life my Lord .

Las. Hold good Lord Strozza , Let him confesse the sinnes that heauen hath told you , And aske forgiuenesse . Med. Let me good my Lord , And I le confesse what you accuse me of ; Wonders indeede , and full of damn'd deserts . Stro. I know it , and I must not let thee liue To aske forgiuenesse . Alp. But you shall my Lord , Or I will take his life out of your hand . Stro. A little then I am content my Liege : Is thy name Medice ? Med. No my Noble Lord , My true name is Mendice . Stro. Mendice ? see , At first a Mighty scandall done to Honour . Of what countrie art thou ? Med. Of no Country , I , But borne vpon the Seas , my mother passing Twixt Zant and Uenice . Stro.

Where wert thou christned ?

Med. I was neuer christned , But being brought vp with beggars , call'd Mendice . Alp.

Strange , and vnspeakeable .

Stro. How cam'st thou then To beare that port thou didst , entring this Court ? Med. My lord when I was young , being able limb'd , A Captaine of the Gipsies entertain'd me , And many yeares I liu'd a loose life with them : At last I was so fauor'd , that they made me The King of Gipsies ; and being told my fortune By an old Sorceresse , that I should be great In some great Princes loue , I tooke the treasure Which all our company of Gipsies had In many yeares , by seuerall stealths collected , And leauing them in warres , I liu'd abroad , With no lesse shew then now : and my last wrong I did to Noblesse , was in this high Court . Alp.

Neuer was heard so strange a counterfet .

Stro.

Didst thou not cause me to be shot in hunting ?

Med.

I did my Lord , for which , for heauens loue pardon .

Stro. Now let him liue my Lord , his bloods least drop Would staine your Court , more then the Sea could cleanse : His soule 's too foule to expiate with death . Alp. Hence then , be euer banish'd from my rule , And liue a monster , loath'd of all the world . Pog.

I le get boyes and baite him out a' th Court my Lord .

Alp.

Doe so I pray thee , rid me of his sight .

Pog.

Come on my Lord Stinckerd , I le play Fox , Fox , come out of thy hole with you ifaith .

Med.

I le runne and hide me from the sight of heauen .

Pog. Fox , Fox , goe out of thy hole ; a two leg'd Fox , A two leg'd Fox . Exit with Pages beating Medice . Beue.

Neuer was such an accident disclosde .

Alp. Let vs forget it honourable friends , And satisfie all wrongs with my sonnes right , In solemne mariage of his loue and him . Vin. I humbly thanke your Highnesse honor'd Doctor , The Balsome you infusde into my wounds , Hath easde me much , and giuen me sodaine strength Enough t' assure all danger is exempt , That any way may let the generall ioy , My Princely Father speakes of in our nuptialls . Alp. Which my deere Sonne shall with thy full recure Be celebrate in greater Maiesty , Than euer grac'd our greatest Ancestrie . Then take thy loue , which heauen with all ioyes blesse , And make yee both mirrors of happinesse . FINIS .
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stol●e commission to take a Sorrell curtoll , that was stolne from him , 〈◊〉 hee could find him . And 〈◊〉 Sorrell curtoll , that was stolne from him , wheresoeuer hee could find him . And because I feared woul●●ay could find him . And because I feared he would lay claime to my sorrell curtoll in my stable Mar●arot Who Ladie Margaret , that deare yong dame ? Will his antiquitie dear● Who Ladie Mar●arot , that deare yong dame ? Will his antiquitie , neuer ●adst No doubt of that , if thou hadst all his liuing . ●ying What all night tying her shoostring ? ti●d I that I was , and yet I tied it not neither ; for as I was tying it , v●rie Whervpon , in the verie nicke me thought the Count came rushing m●re Mum , not a worde more , Ile goe before , and ouertake you presently facel follow turnes againe , And stares you in the face : let me behold A cast of Faulcons on their et turnes againe , And stares you in the face : let me behold A cast of Faulcons on their merry Ear●e farewell sweete loue ; Faile not to meete me at Earle Lassos house . fri●nd Here comes my friend . r●alitie desprate loue Curbd by my fathers sterne realitie : Must not I mourne that know not whether en●oy mourne that know not whether yet I shall enioy a stepdame or a wife ? counterset about a Prince : I would haue such a noble counterfet , nailde Vpon the Pillory , and after , Ki●bucke Nay , t'is true sir : and Kilbucke being runne mad , bit Ringwood so by the te●l , good my Lord Vincentio , by this rush I tell you for good will : and Venus your brache Vine●tio We will peruse it strait : well met Vincentio , And good Lord Strozza , we commend you ▪ Medices reading , will expresse it better , A●raes flundering shades , And cast bright ammell on Auroraes brow . lik● good , No inkehorne euer did bring forth the like , Could these braue prancing words with Curc●o plaid in one of Plautus Comedies , Namely , Curculto , where his part I acted , Proiecting from ●t Then shal you see what I can do without it . ●arp Enter Sarp. a●t capite , aut cubito , aut pectore offendam , aut genu . ● , you meddle in too many matters ; let vs I pray tend on our owne shew at my lord Lassos tot● to euery lord I now consorte you sir euen toto corde . Po● Exit . Sarp. & Pog. 〈◊〉 None but my selfe , and the Lord Medice . ●hanks Thanks for this grace my Liege . busi●esse forbeare ; yet tis no matter Wee talke of other businesse Medice And come , we will prepare vs to Bass● Saie now Bassiolo ; you on whom relies The generall disposition er ubescere Well guest in earnest Lord , I neede not erubescere , to take So much vpon me : That my backe ●o in earnest Lord , I neede not erubescere , to take So much vpon me : That my backe will C●rte Enter Corte , Margarite , and maide . maid● Enter Corte , Margarite , and maide . S●anus spirits singing ; after them ; Medice , like Syluanus , next the Duke bound , Vincentio , Strozza let● Now lets gull Medi● , I doe not doubt , But this Medi● Now lets gull Medice , I doe not doubt , But this attire put a●ire lets gull Medi● , I doe not doubt , But this attire put on , will put him out . 〈◊〉 Nimph ; And how the worthy mystery befell Syluanus heere , this woodden god can tell . No● Now is the time man , speake . Pea Peace Vincentio . h● speake in earnest : Would not your Highnesse haue him speake my Lord ? godde● Goddesse , faire goddesse , for no lesse , no lesse . ▪ No . lesse , no lesse ? no more , no more : speake you . V●entio Vincentio , peace . i● Swounds my Lord , it is as good a shew : Pray speake Lord Strozza fier● vast and dreadfull Boare , so sterne and fierce ▪ As if the Feend fell Crueltie her selfe ▪ and dreadfull Boare , so sterne and fierce , As if the Feend fell Crueltie her selfe Georg● And like the English signe of great Saint George . ex●mple Gaue valorous example , and like fire , Hunted the monster close conc●'d fierce , That he inforc'd him ( as our sence conceiu'd ) To leape for soile into a cristall spring ▪ Dischargde an arrow through his Highnesse breast , Whence yet no wound or any blood appearde ▪ Whence yet no wound or any blood appearde : With which , the angry shadow left the light ▪ And led him captiue to your heauenly eyes , Th'intent whereof on their report relies ●ueltie Bright Nimph , that Boare figur'd your crueltie , Chared by loue , defended by your beautie bo●ous charmes , And brought him hither by your bounteous hands . To be releast , or liue in endlesse ●hat Daughter , release the Duke : alas my Liege . What meant your Highnesse to indure this wrong ▪ Enlarge him Neece , come dame , it must be so . wor●hie Too worthie I confesse my Lord for me , If it were serious ●onne No , thanke your sonne my Lord . Bass●alo well performed on euery part , How say you Bassiolo ? do● manlie being out ; It becomes Noblemen to doe nothing well . Rhe●oricke O fie vpon't , your Rhetoricke was too fine . 〈◊〉 passe , Watch you your father , Ile watch Medice , That in your loue-suit , we may shun suspect ▪ Lord , I onely come to say , y'are welcome , And so must say , farewell . W●ll Well sir , he is your owne , I make no doubt Ofany He hath two inward swallowing properties Of any gudgeons ; seruile Auarice , And ouerweening no● He that is one mans slaue , is free from none . Ex● Exit . Fini● Finis Actus Primi . S●cke Enter Medice , Corteza a Page with a cuppe of Sacke , Strozza following close . ▪ , fill it Page , for this my worthy loue : O how I could imbrace this good olde widdow Na● Nay , I am too old for you . T would will warme your blood : if you should sip , Twould make you heart burnd . ▪ a fond yong thing , and growne so prowde , The wind must blow at west stil , or sheele ▪ said good widdow , much good do thy heart , So ; now what if it be ? ▪ eies can speake , and eies can vnderstand , And I haue markt her eies ; yet by this ●ene Lordship still is of my mind in all , And eene so was my husband . familia●itie where he is ; now to him , and prepare Your familiaritie . ●ee I commend me tee Sir . ▪ phrase He vsde at parting ▪ I commend me tee . Be h●ate yfaith ; Be phrase He vsde at parting ▪ I commend me tee ▪ Ile h●ate yfaith ; Sar●. Sarp. Vs●r sir , in spite of your Lords gentleman , Vsher : ●ir No spite sir , but you haue changde twice already , And fa●asticall Why thats all one sir , Gentillitie must be fantasticall . ●ir Foe , theres a reason , I will keepe it sir . M●ke sir ; then do your office maister Vsher , Make him put off his Ierkin ; you may plucke ●ir Best sir ! I care not . re●ainer No sir ? I hope you are my Lords retainer . I neede not care a pudding for your Lord 〈◊〉 petticotes , clokes ouer them , with hats ouer their head-tyres . deliueran●e Y'aue had a verie good deliuerance , Ladie : How I did take her at her labour Syl● Enter Lasso , with Syluan and a Nymph , a man Bugge , and a woman a●re credite on't , I'de see Your apish trash attire , ere I'de indure this . 1 But pray good 〈◊〉 Exeunt. . furnish● What , are all furnish well ? Stro●bare Enter Vincentio , Strozzabare , Margaret , Corteza , and Cynanche bearing h●r Margaret , Corteza , and Cynanche bearing her traine . After her the duke whispering with 〈◊〉 duke whispering with Medice , Lasso with Bassiolo , &c. ▪ your selfe , faire Dutchesse to this Throne , As we haue long since raisde you to our ●oy will , And not make serious scruple of a ioy , I scarce durst haue pres●de this minut● pres●de serious scruple of a ioy , I scarce durst haue presumde this minut● height . minut● a ioy , I scarce durst haue pres●de this minuts height . m●sicke Vsher , cause other musicke ; begin your shew . Approc● schoolmaistere , Because I can speake best , Approch before the rest . Vi●. Vin. wi●l And women will ensue , Which I must tell you true , No v●pse me Rushman then , To make Rush ruffle in a verse of ten , A Rush which now your heeles doe ●ere , A Rush which now your heeles doe lie on here . ●ir Crie mercie sir . Homer●ings odde battaile , neuer fought but twice ( As Homer sings ) betwixt the frogs and mice , Rushes make kno● the frogs and mice , Rushes make True-loue know ; Rushes make rings , Your Rush maugre the 〈◊〉 mice , Rushes make True-loue know ; Rushes make rings , Your Rush maugre the beard of whiter 〈◊〉 make rings , Your Rush maugre the beard of whiter springs : And when with gentle , amorous 〈◊〉 rings , Your Rush maugre the beard of whiter springs : And when with gentle , amorous , ●ay laysie 〈◊〉 springs : And when with gentle , amorous , ●ay laysie lims , Each Lord with his faire Ladie sw●tly 〈◊〉 And when with gentle , amorous , ●ay laysie lims , Each Lord with his faire Ladie sw●tly sw●tly laysie lims , Each Lord with his faire Ladie sweetly swims On these coole Rushes ; they may with ●rie cradles , And lest some Momus here might now crie push , Saying our pageant is not woorth bi●es we bring along , To picke his teeth that bites them with his tongue . M●dice See , see , thats Lord Medice . pi●ing Gods me , my Lord , Haz hee pickt you out , picking of your t●h ? yo●r Lord , Haz hee pickt you out , pi●ing of your t●h ? t●h , Haz hee pickt you out , pi●ing of your teeth ? ou● What picke you out of that ? sta●e Not such stale stu● As you picke from your teeth . stu● Not such stale stuffe As you picke from your teeth . th●n Lo thus farre then ( braue duke ) you see Meere entertainement gl● ) you see Meere entertainement ; Now our glee Shall march forth in 〈◊〉 : And this queint 〈◊〉 entertainement ; Now our gl● Shall march forth in Moralitie : And this queint Dutchesse here shall see q●eint our gl● Shall march forth in 〈◊〉 : And this queint Dutchesse here shall see The fault of virgine courtes●e virgine Nicetie , First wooed with Rurall courtesie , disburthen them ; praunce on this ground Disb●rthen Nicetie , First wooed with Rurall courtesie , disburthen them ; praunce on this ground , And make ●xit ; praunce on this ground , And make your exit with your Round . Ex●unt Exeunt de●nc'd Well haue they daunc'd as it is meet , Both with their nimble heades ●imble they daunc'd as it is meet , Both with their nimble heades and feet . Now , as our country girls ●eet meet , Both with their nimble heades and feet . Now , as our country girls held off , cou●ry their nimble heades and feet . Now , as our country girls held off , And rudely did their louers 〈◊〉 rudely did their louers scoff ; Our Nymph likewise shall onely glaunce By your faire eies , ●hall did their louers scoff ; Our Nymph likewise shall onely glaunce By your faire eies , and looke on●ly their louers scoff ; Our Nymph likewise shall onely glaunce By your faire eies , and looke askaunce 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 onely glaunce By your faire eies , and looke askaunce Vpon her female friend that wo●es her . h●r your faire eies , and looke askaunce Vpon her female friend that wo●es her . Who is in wo●es looke askaunce Vpon her female friend that wooes her . Who is in plaine field forc'd to loose 〈◊〉 friend that wo●es her . Who is in plaine field forc'd to loose her . And after them , to 〈◊〉 friend that wo●es her . Who is in plaine field forc'd to loose her . And after them , to conclude Pa●orall them , to conclude all , The p●rlue of our Pastorall . A female bug , and eke her friend , Shall a●d bug , and eke her friend , Shall onely come and sing , and end 〈◊〉 Bugs 〈◊〉 . 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 song . Ye● Abusde their loues as they were franuke ; Yet take you in your Iuory clutches , This noble D●tches Iuory clutches , This noble Duke , and be his Dutches . Thus thanking all for their tacete , I vo● . Thus thanking all for their tacete , I void the roome , and cry valete . ●ate Now I resigne this borrowed maiesty , Which sate vnseemely on my worthlesse head , With humble 〈◊〉 Heeres one saies nay to that . Pogi● Enter Pogio in his cloke and broome-mans attire . A●p. Alp. sl●ue A you mad slaue you ! you are a tickling Actor . d●ne O thou hast done a worke of memory , And raisde our house 〈◊〉 Fitter for you my Lord , than for your father . swee●e No more of that sweete friend , those are bugs words . alon● Medice after the song , whispers alone with his seruant . hi●●eruant Medice after the song , whispers alone with his seruant . s●ruant Thou art my trusty seruant and thou knowst , I haue beene euer bountifull ●nd Thou art my trusty seruant and thou knowst , I haue beene euer bountifull k●owst Thou art my trusty seruant and thou knowst , I haue beene euer bountifull Lord to thee rid●culous Now Vanitie and Policie inrich me With some ridiculous fortune on this Vsher . Wheres Master Vsher eu●ry seruants vsde , The gentle guise in seruing euery guest , In other entertainements ; euery e●en About your house so sortfully disposde , That euen as in a turne-spit calld a Iacke , One vice glori●us the festiuall robe , That made him shew so glorious and diuine . canspend He haz beene my good Lord , for I can spend Some fifteene hundred crownes in lands li●e It is so much as makes me like my Lord , Like a poore Gentleman . ●erite No good my Lord , I can by no meanes merite the free bounties You haue bestowed besides think● all one man In all your actions , doe not thinke but some Haue extraordinarie spirits like comm●n there is no nicenesse , nor respect Of others common friendship ; be he poore Or basely borne baselv others common friendship ; be he poore Or basely borne , so he be rich in soule , And noble f●iend in degrees of qualities , He shall be my friend sooner then a King . T● To a most kingly iudgement in your lordship i●dgement To a most kingly iudgement in your lordship , va●ne Faith sir I know not , but tis my vaine humour . ti● O , tis an honour in a Nobleman . Nobl●man that light my lord , I am but seruant to a Nobleman , But if I would not skorne such puppet sko●ne seruant to a Nobleman , But if I would not skorne such puppet lords , Would I weare breathlesse wo●ld Away , away , ere I would flatter so , I would eate rushes like lord Medici . P●inces wel my Lord , would there were more such Princes . O●t Alas , twere pitty sir , they would be gulld Out of their very skinnes . wh●re Who I , I care not : If I be guild where I professe plaine loue , T'will be their man●e iewell , you shall not be strange , I loue not manie words . offew My lord , I thanke you , I am of few words too . Ti●●riendlie Tis friendlie said , You proue your selfe a friend , and V●e tis not fit ; let my friend be familiar , Vse not me Lordship , nor yet call me Lord , co● Nay , see how still you vse that coy terme , Lord What argues this , but that ▪ Nay , pray say not so . ●hould Who should not say so ? Will you afford me now no name ●fford Who should not say so ? Will you afford me now no name at all ? Wh●e Whie so then ; and yet ●ull there is a fault ●ull Wh●e so then ; and yet still there is a fault , In vsing these kind words ●ee kind words , without kinde deedes : Pray thee imbrace me too . imbra●e words , without kinde deedes : Pray thee imbrace me too . plamenesse shall friends be strange ? Where there is plainenesse , there is euer truth : And I will still An● there is plainenesse , there is euer truth : And I will still be plaine since I am true : plame there is euer truth : And I will still be plaine since I am true : Come let vs lie a little haueifaith thee , What lordship wouldst thou wish to haue ifaith , When my old father dies ? ●our Indeede , is she your Mistris ? ▪ not I : I doe not fancie any thing like you . me●ne friend , For your playne dealing , I doe meane so well . e●er But who saw euer summer mixt with winter ? There must be ●oo sir , I know we could not , but yet be not too bitter , Considering loue is fearefull . s●arce neuer yet saw I durst speake to her , or had scarce hir sight . the●e While there be bees in Hybla , or white swannes In bright ▪ swannes swimme in bright Meander streame , Nor lillies spring vpon the banks of Po ban●s Meander streame ▪ Nor lillies spring vpon the banks of Po , Nor let one fat Italian dame be so●nd But leane and brawn-falne ; I , and scarsly sound . swe●t So , now farewell sweet Vince . wo●thie Farewell my worthie friend , I thinke I haue him . wish● At your wisht seruice sir : O fine friend , he had forgot ruice At your wish● seruice sir : O fine friend , he had forgot the re●eale meeting , And being thus ingagde , dare not reueale . P●gio Enter Pogio in haste , Strozza following . 〈◊〉 My Lord horse ? you asse you d'e● call my Lord horse ? d'e● My Lord horse ? you asse you d'ee call my Lord horse ? sl● Nay , he speakes huddles still , lets slit h● tongue . h● Nay , he speakes huddles still , lets sl● his tongue . cap● Nay good vnkle now , sbloud , what captious , marchants you be ; so the Duke tooke me 〈◊〉 , and my old lord Lasso , by heauen y'are all too witty for me , I am the veriest foole ●e me , I am the veriest foole on you all , Ile be sworne . w●edom But your wisedom was in a pretty t●g last night ; was it t●g But your w●edom was in a pretty taking last night ; was it not I pray ? l●st But your w●edom was in a pretty t●g last night ; was it not I pray ? p●ntly , for that you shall haue the best sport presently with Mad●Cor● , that euer was ; I haue made Mad●Cor● you shall haue the best sport p●ntly with Madam Corteza , that euer was ; I haue made her so drunke e●er the best sport p●ntly with Mad●Cor● , that euer was ; I haue made her so drunke , that she b● made her so drunke , that she does nothing but kisse my Lord Medice . ▪ riding the Duke , shees passing well mounted , beleeue it . attendant● Corteza , Cynanche Bassiolo first , two women attendants , and hunts-men , Lasso . ▪ , a good legge still ; still a good calfe , and not slabby , nor hanging I warrant you n●t good legge still ; still a good calfe ▪ and not slabby , nor hanging I warrant you ; a brawne warr●nt good calfe ▪ and not slabby , nor hanging I warrant you ; a brawne of a thumb here , and t'were braw●e not slabby , nor hanging I warrant you ; a brawne of a thumb here , and t'were a p●d p● ; p●d ; a brawne of a thumb here , and t'were a pulld p● ; Neece Meg●ou shalt haue the sweetest p● brawne of a thumb here , and t'were a p●d partridge ; Neece Meg●ou shalt haue the sweetest bedfellow Meg●ou thumb here , and t'were a p●d p● ; Neece Meg, thou shalt haue the sweetest bedfellow on him call●d the sweetest bedfellow on him , that euer call'd Ladie husband ; trie him you shamefac'd 〈◊〉 husband ; trie him you shamefac'd bable you , trie him . ▪ , my Lord , you must set foorth this g●re , and k●e her ; yfaith you must ; get you k●e Lord , you must set foorth this g●re ▪ and kisse her ; yfaith you must ; get you together tog●her ▪ and k●e her ; yfaith you must ; get you together and be naugh● awhile , get you together naugh● yfaith you must ; get you together and be naughts awhile , get you together . ●ane What meane you sister ? Lo●d Pray my Lord away ; consider me as I am , a woman . woo●ng You come a wooing to me now ; ●ay ●ee Duke marke my Lord Medi● ●ay You come a wooing to me now ; pray ●ee Duke marke my Lord Medi● ; and do you ●ee You come a wooing to me now ; ●ay thee Duke marke my Lord Medi● ; and do you mar●e Medi● a wooing to me now ; ●ay ●ee Duke marke my Lord Medice ; and do you mar●e me virgin ▪ ; Stand you mar●e ●ee Duke marke my Lord Medi● ; and do you marke me virgin ▪ ; Stand you aside , my Lord 〈◊〉 marke my Lord Medi● ; and do you mar●e me virgin▪ ▪ ; Stand you aside , my Lord ▪ all , and m● you mar●e me virgin ▪ ; Stand you aside , my Lord ▪ all , and you ; g● pl● ; now ●y L●●edice ▪ mar●e me virgin ▪ ; Stand you aside , my Lord , all , and you ; g● pl● ; now ●y L●●edice 〈◊〉 me virgin ▪ ; Stand you aside , my Lord ▪ all , and you ; g● pl● ; now ●y L●●edice , ●ut g● Stand you aside , my Lord ▪ all , and you ; giue pl● ; now ●y L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge pl● you aside , my Lord ▪ all , and you ; g● place ; now ●y L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge ●y , my Lord ▪ all , and you ; g● pl● ; now my L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet L●●edice my Lord ▪ all , and you ; g● pl● ; now ●y Medice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like ●ut all , and you ; g● pl● ; now ●y L●●edice , put case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 b● you ; g● pl● ; now ●y L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . st●ge g● pl● ; now ●y L●●edice , ●ut case I be strange a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e 〈◊〉 ; now ●y L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a little, yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my y●t now ●y L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my L●d y● L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet you like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my L●d , lik● L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my L●d , be not 〈◊〉 L●●edice , ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like a man 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my L●d , be not ashamde 〈◊〉 ●ut case I be st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 put me to it . Come ●e me my L●d , be not ashamde ●e st●ge a 〈◊〉 yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come kisse me my L●d , be not ashamde . L●d yet y● like 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my Lord , be not ashamde . 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to it . Come ●e me my L●d , be not ashamde . Mad● Not I Madame , I come no● a ●ng to ●ou . 〈◊〉 Not I Mad● , I come no● a ●ng to ●ou . no● Not I Mad● , I come not a ●ng to ●ou . 〈◊〉 Not I Mad● , I come no● a ●ng to ●ou . ●ng Not I Mad● , I come no● a wooing to ●ou . 〈◊〉 Not I Mad● , I come no● a ●ng to ●ou . ●ou Not I Mad● , I come no● a ●ng to you . 〈◊〉 Fie sister , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you fister Fie sister , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to v ' are Fie sister , y' are ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your 〈◊〉 Fie sister , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your chamber 〈◊〉 Fie sister , y' are too blame ; pray will you goe to your chamber 〈◊〉 Fie sister , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your chamber goet sister , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your chamber 〈◊〉 sister , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your chamber 〈◊〉 , y ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your chamber 〈◊〉 ' are too 〈◊〉 ; pray will you goe to your chamber C●t. Cort. drun●e Dee thinke I am drunke ? O●n Omn ▪ forc'd marriage t'wixt my loue and father , I therefore must make sure : and noble friends I▪ Medice whispers with I. Huntsman all this while . B●lo Bassiolo , attend you on my daughter . ▪ with what Rhetorike you prepare your newes ! ▪ one that will not shame it with his name . And that is Lord Vincentio . strange●s Thats nothing , dame , all friends were strangers first . ▪ braine is shallow , come , receiue this letter . be●rd proper match : a graue olde gentman : Haz beard at will ; and would , in my conceyt , Make M●ke beard at will ; and would , in my conceyt , Make a most excellent patterne , for a potter ex●ellent ; and would , in my conceyt , Make a most excellent patterne , for a potter To haue his picture pictu●e excellent patterne , for a potter To haue his picture stampt on a Iugge . To keepe ale-knights ale-●nights his picture stampt on a Iugge . To keepe ale-knights in memorie of sobrietie . Heere gentle madam gentl● ale-knights in memorie of sobrietie . Heere gentle madam , take it . m●dam ale-knights in memorie of sobrietie . Heere gentle madam , take it . si● Take it sir ? Am I common taker of loue letters ? A● Take it sir ? Am I common taker of loue letters ? lo●e Take it sir ? Am I common taker of loue letters ? ●ome Come , tis no matter ; I had thought your care y●ur it is because You know I dote so much on your direction . a●y Well mistris , if you will take my aduice At any time , then take this letter now . 〈◊〉 mee so oft , would neuer speake , Is on the sodaine so far wrapt to write . Lo●d Lord of heauen , What , did it burne your hands bu●ne Lord of heauen , What , did it burne your hands ? holde , hold , I pray , And ou● I woonder how the deuill , he found you our To be his spokesman , — O the duke would Fuen The duke ? I haue fretted her , Euen to the liuer , and had much adoe To make ●ake Euen to the liuer , and had much adoe To make her take it , but I knew t'was sure ; For w●nde t'was sure ; For he that cannot turne and winde a woman Like silke about his finger , is thiukes I fit him in this taske ; he thinkes his penne The Shaft of Cupid , in an amorous ●hem write , though twenty talke , and he talke to them too . B●ss. Bass. doub● A proper peece of Scribeship theres no doubt ; Some words , pickt out of Proclamations pic●t Scribeship theres no doubt ; Some words , pickt out of Proclamations , Or great mens Speeches Procl●mations theres no doubt ; Some words , pickt out of Proclamations , Or great mens Speeches ; or well selling s●lling Proclamations , Or great mens Speeches ; or well selling Pamphlets : See how he rubbes his temples ●emples selling Pamphlets : See how he rubbes his temples 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 His Muse lies in the backe - 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Pamphlets : See how he rubbes his temples 〈◊〉 I beleeue His Muse lies in the backe - 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 His Muse lies in the backe - 〈◊〉 of 〈◊〉 , Which thicke and grosse , is hard 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 His Muse lies in the backe - 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 his braine , Which thicke and grosse , is hard to be whi● No , not a whit : Pray hold your peace a little . braue● O braue! I should make a sweete answer , if I should i● Wel , now I haue done , & now I wil reade it ; your Lordships motiue accōmodating my ▪ F , oo , l , i. sh ; she will presume t'endite that cannot spel cannotspel , i. sh ▪ she will presume t'endite that cannot spel : ●oolish betwixt foolish , and Vsher , Gods my life , foolish Asse the Vsher ? ●ady With all my heart Lady , what shall I write now ? wri●e You shall write this sir , I am not so foolish to thinke B●ss Bass ▪ But if he do ; you may speede , I confesse . conf●sse Speede I confesse . p●sse But let that passe , I do not loue to discourage any bodie ●y Discourage any bodie . ●diter as the writer ; yet tis as proper as the inditer ; Euerie woman cannot be a gentleman Vsher wo●an yet tis as proper as the ●diter ; Euerie woman cannot be a gentleman Vsher ; they that g●ntleman as the ●diter ; Euerie woman cannot be a gentleman Vsher ; they that cannot go before , must be●ore be a gentleman Vsher ; they that cannot go before , must come behind . sle●ght Pittifull Vsher , what a prettie sleight , Goes to the working vp of euerie thing work●ng Vsher , what a prettie sleight , Goes to the working vp of euerie thing ? What sweet varietie swe●t to the working vp of euerie thing ? What sweet varietie serues a womans wit ? We make men se●ues vp of euerie thing ? What sweet varietie serues a womans wit ? We make men sue to vs for W● What sweet varietie serues a womans wit ? We make men sue to vs for that we wish . Poore fue varietie serues a womans wit ? We make men sue to vs for that we wish . Poore men ; hold wi●h womans wit ? We make men sue to vs for that we wish . Poore men ; hold out a while ; and do o●t to vs for that we wish . Poore men ; hold out a while ; and do not sue , And spite of s●e t●●ou . do not sue , And spite of Custome we will sue to you . t●●ou not sue , And spite of Custome we will see to you . ter● Finis Actus tertij . Pogi● Enter Pogio running in and knocking at 〈◊〉 doore . runnin● Enter Pogi● running in and knocking at 〈◊〉 doore . knocki● Enter Pogi● running in and knocking at 〈◊〉 doore . 〈◊〉 Enter Pogi● running in and knocking at Cynanches doore . 〈◊〉 Enter Pogi● running in and knocking at 〈◊〉 doore . Go● O God , how wearie I am ? Aunt , Madam . Cynanche M●dam O Go● , how wearie I am ? Aunt , Madam . Cynanche , Aunt ? wher● What bad newes brings this man ? where is my Lord ? ▪ hope not Madam , though not free from danger . mid●iffe pierced ribbe ; which being so neere the midriffe , And opening to the region of the heart 〈◊〉 Rise furies , and this furie of my bane , Assaile and conquer ; what men madnesse calle ( Th●t Assaile and conquer ; what men madnesse calle ( That hath no eye to sense , but frees the foule m●nliest of hope , and feare with instant fate ) Is manliest reason ; manliest reason then , Resolue Hast●n Resolue and rid me of this brutish life , Hasten the cowardly protracted cure Of all diseases mise●ie , death , Ile dig thee from this Mine of miserie . Pat●ence spight of him liue victor , though subdu'd : Patience in torment , is a valure more Than euer e●er Patience in torment , is a valure more Than euer crownd Th' Alcmenean Conquerour . T● ' torment , is a valure more Than euer crownd Th' Alcmenean Conquerour . ●ro. Stro. ▪ deare Lord , what vnlike words are these , To the late fruits of your religious Noblesse ▪ Before I leaue you ; helpe me gentle Doctor . fl●e knocke At thy impatient eares , till they flie in And salue with Christian patience , Pagan Mist●is vp these disgracefull words , Giuen of my Mistris , without touch of honour . ▪ y'are ith right for that ; but reade I pray , if there be not more choice words in that thr●e choice words in that letter , than in any three of G●euaras golden epistles , I am a very G●euaras words in that letter , than in any three of Gueuaras golden epistles , I am a very asse . How 〈◊〉 epistles , I am a very asse . How thinke you Vince ? 〈◊〉 O sir , she cride fie vpon this . 〈◊〉 Vin. . 〈◊〉 Vin. . 〈◊〉 Gee't me : Ile haue this letter . 〈◊〉 Ile ha't ifaith , heeres enough in it to serue for my letters 〈◊〉 Ile ha't ifaith , heeres enough in it to serue for my letters as long as I liue ; 〈◊〉 Ile ha't ifaith , heeres enough in it to serue for my letters as long as I liue ; Ile keepe 〈◊〉 serue for my letters as long as I liue ; Ile keepe it to breede on as twere : 〈◊〉 How strong an influence works in well plac'd words , And yet there must be a prepared 〈◊〉 Loue me ? why yes ; I thinke she does not hate me . 〈◊〉 Vin. . 〈◊〉 Nor haue you neuer kist her ? 〈◊〉 Kist her , thats nothing . 〈◊〉 Vin. . 〈◊〉 shew y'are pleasde : how euer she behaues her , As for example ; if she turne her backe 〈◊〉 Or tis no matter , be but bold enough , And laugh 〈◊〉 Enter Bassiolo . ▪ Slid man , Ile hit your very thoughts in these things forc backe part is as sweete to me As all your fore part . 〈◊〉 O horrible hearing , does he call you Vince ? 〈◊〉 , what else ? and I made him imbrace me , Knitting a most familiar league of friendship . 〈◊〉 for pitty make him Such a poore creature ? twas abuse enough To make him take on him such 〈◊〉 loues maske , Since power denies him his apparant right , area contain'd in forme without them , Hurt them that Are a law vnto themselues ? My princely loue , 〈◊〉 princely loue , tis not a Priest shall let vs : But since th'eternall acts of our pure soules 〈◊〉 we will expresse , And strongely ratifie our hearts true vowes , Which no externall violence 〈◊〉 the substance of our mindes , In honor'd nuptialls . First then hide your face With this your co●end shall be mine , and onely you Ile court , commend and ioy in , till I die . W●th With like conceit only our arme this I tie , ●e shall imbrace by all meanes to requite you : Ile be as apt to gouerne as this silke , As ●en Your selfe alone my compleat world shall be , Euen from this houre , to all eternity . me●a what plight my poore louer stands , Gods me! a beckons me to haue me gone , It seemes hees ▪ What I haue vow'd , Ile keepe euen past my death . 〈◊〉 What I haue vow'd ▪ Ile keepe euen past my death . ●uen What I haue vow'd ▪ Ile keepe euen past my death . abho●'d popular sects , And as vnstaind with her abhorr'd respects . Vin● Pogio runnes vp and downe , Calling for Lord Vincentio ; come away , For hitherward he bends his ▪ till I haue worne out my hose here abouts , Ile be sworne , and yet you call me Asse pra● bringst other ; whats your newes now , I pray ▪ Pl●gues Plagues take thy tongue , is he in any danger ? ▪ Accursed newes , where is he , bring me to him . Strozz● Enter Strozza ; brought in a Chaire , Cynanche , Benenemus fe● womans counsaile , her wing'd spirit , Is featherd herd oftentimes with heauenly words ; And beauti● oftentimes with heauenly words ; And ( like her beautie ) rauishing , and p●re . The weaker bodie p●re And ( like her beautie ) rauishing , and pure . The weaker bodie , still the stronger heau● earth , Makes a mans life so highly bound to heauen ▪ She giues him double forces , to endure ▪ Makes a mans life so highly bound to heauen ; She giues him double forces , to endure do●ble so highly bound to heauen ▪ She giues him double forces , to endure And to enioy ; by being senc● Feeling his Ioies and Griefes with equall sence ; And like the twins Hyp●ates reports : Hyp●ates Griefes with equall sence ; And like the twins Hypocrates reports : If he fetch sighes , she drawes st●e teares : If he be glad , she triumphs ; if he stirre , She moou's his way ; in all things his Ap● moou's his way ; in all things his sweete Ape : And is in alterations passing strange alteratious in all things his sweete Ape : And is in alterations passing strange . Himselfe diuinely varied d●ely in alterations passing strange . Himselfe diuinely varied without change : Gold is right pretious l● infects With pride and auarice ; Aucthority lifts Hats from mens heades ; and bowes the strongest ▪ mens heades ; and bowes the strongest knees , Yet cannot bend in rule the weakest hearts hea●ts knees ▪ Yet cannot bend in rule the weakest hearts ; Musicke delights but one sence ; No● choice No● hearts ; Musicke delights but one sence ; Nor choice meats One quickly fades , the other ▪ quickly fades , the other stirre to sinne ; But a true wife , both sence and soule delights B●t quickly fades , the other stirre to sinne ▪ But a true wife , both sence and soule delights b● command ; All Store without her , leaues a man but poore ; And with her , Pouertie is exceeding ▪ wish ( deare loue ) I coulde deserue as much , As your most kinde conceipt hath well exprest ▪ Makes it redeeme me from the rage of paine . For though I know the malice of my wound vain● Shootes still the same distemper through my vaines , Yet the Iudiciall patience I embrace , frail● Through all my suffring parts ; ) expels their frailetie ; And rendering vp their whole life to my ●ing so like her , Free from the passions of my fuming blood . ▪ Easde with well gouerning my submitted payne . Be cheerd then wife ; and looke not for we● Would God it would my Lord , and leaue you wel ●o Yes , t'will be so , You come with purpose to take present Vincen●o leaue , But you shall stay a while ; my Lord Vincentio Would see you faine and now is comming hither ●euenth friend : I haue beene shot my Lord ; but the seventh day The arrowes head will fall out of my ●ard well , That I might be some strength to your hard state , For you haue many perils to endure grea● perils to endure : Great is your danger ; great ; vour vniust ill Is passing foule and mortall vniustill endure : Great is your danger ; great ; vour vniust ill Is passing foule and mortall ; would we●l mortall ; would to God My wound were something well , I might be with you , Nay do not whisper Lor● I know what I say , Too well for you , my Lord ▪ I wonder heauen Will let such violence ▪ know what I say , Too well for you , my Lor● ; I wonder heauen Will let such violence threat a●row mine is nothing ; For the seuenth day This arrow head will out , and I shall liue , And so p●ease You please me much , I shall sleepe instantly . m●ch You please me much , I shall sleepe instantly . Exeun● Exeunt , pre●ence aduantage of my absence , To some act that my presence would offend . 〈◊〉 aymes At any interruption in my loue , Ile interrupt his life . ●f Ladies Cabynets About Earle Lassos house ; and if there be Traffique of loue , twixt any one ●here Cabynets About Earle Lassos house ; and if there be Traffique of loue , twixt any one of yoūr Traffique of loue , twixt any one of them , And your suspected sonne ; t'will soone appeare , 〈◊〉 marchandise ; See where she comes , loded with Iems & paper● . paper● ; See where she comes , loded with 〈◊〉 & papers . ●or. Cor. ●hewes innocent state ? And yet my Lord , this letter shewes no meeting , But a desire to meete . a● you haue left the chase thus suddenly ? And are come hither ? haue you not beene seene By th'aslured against the Duke , And are prefer'd before th'assured greatnes His highness graciously would make highness● are prefer'd before th'assured greatnes His highness graciously would make your for●nes ? for●nes greatnes His highness graciously would make your fortunes ? f●om correction , as shall fright All such deluders from the like attempts : But chiefly he shall ▪ chiefly he shall smart that is your factor . Iudge●nt my Lord the Duke , No doubt but Time , and Iudgement will conforme it To such obedience , as co●saile acceptance doth require . To which end doe you counsaile her Bassio l● . And let me see Maid gainst Bassio l● require . To which end doe you consaile her Bassiolo . And let me see Maid gainst the Duks here●ofore Another tincture set vpon your lookes Then heretofore ; For be assur'd at last Thou shalt consent con●nt heretofore ; For be assur'd at last Thou shalt consent , or else incurre my curse : Aduise her star●'d Our Squire I thinke is staru'd . ●ancie Ladie it is true , And you must frame your fancie to the Duke , For I protest I will not be weigh●e slendrest proofe of what we do , Infringe the weightie faith that thou hast sworne , To thy deare 〈◊〉 tell my father then , how thou didst wooe me To loue the yong Prince ; and didst force Letter● Prince ; and didst force me too , To take his Letters ; I was well enclin'd , I will be sworne W●ll Well , now I am resolu'd . Ta●e done , farewell : but do you heare sir ? Take this with you besides ; the young Prince i●pudent denie things , that I hope Will stop your impudent mouth : but goe your waies , If you can he●re Well Lady , if you will assure me heere , You will refraine to meete with the young 〈◊〉 loue A man I hated till you spake for him , With such enchanting speeches , as no friend ●nchanting hated till you spake for him , With such enchanting speeches , as no friend Could possibly resist possi●ly enchanting speeches , as no friend Could possibly resist : but you must vse Your villanous Vince● Thinke you that Ile play false with my deare Vincentio I swore that sooner Hybla should want bees 〈◊〉 play false with my deare Vincentio I swore that sooner Hybla should want bees , And Italy bon● sooner Hybla should want bees , And Italy bone robes , then I ; faith And so they shall sh●ll I ; faith And so they shall . Come , you shall meete , and double meete , in spight Of O● shall meete , and double meete , in spight Of all your foes , and Dukes that dare maintaine D●kes meete , in spight Of all your foes , and Dukes that dare maintaine them , A plague of all a●l Dukes that dare maintaine them , A plague of all old doters , I disdaine them : disd aine maintaine them , A plague of all old doters , I disdaine them : S●d Said like a friend ; O let me combe the cokscombe Alphon●o Enter Alphonso , Medice , Lasso , Cortezza aboue . pol●ike or in them that guard her . The Prince is politike , and enuies his Father : And though ●t ●t pol●ike , and enuies his Father : And though not for himselfe , nor any good Intended to ▪ Whist whist wh●st , they come . 〈◊〉 , my Father comes , and foe , my Aunt , O t'is a wittie hearing , ist not thinke you ? 〈◊〉 Father comes , and foe , my Aunt , O t'is a wittie hearing , ist not thinke you ? M●r. Mar. h●nce He neuer daines to rise , to fright them hence , But onely puts forth one of his sterne 〈◊〉 puts forth one of his sterne pawes , And keepes his deare whelps safe , as in a hutch , wh●lps of his sterne pawes , And keepes his deare whelps safe , as in a hutch , So I present his pr●sent deare whelps safe , as in a hutch , So I present his person , and keepe mine . Fox ●s , goe Fox ●s So I present his person , and keepe mine . Foxes , goe by I put my terror forth , 〈◊〉 Let all the world say what they can , Her bargaine best she makes gra●e the bug , the Duke comes strait : O tis a graue old louer that same Duke , And chooses Minions lo●er the Duke comes strait : O tis a graue old louer that same Duke , And chooses Minions rarely ▪ noble Medice , that man , that Bobbadilla , That foolish knaue , that hose and dublet kn●ue that man , that Bobbadilla ▪ That foolish knaue , that hose and dublet ●inckard . d●blet Bobbadilla ▪ That foolish knaue , that hose and dublet ●inckard . ●inckard That foolish knaue , that hose and dublet stinckard . pr●y A little , pray my Lord , for I beleeue We shall discouer b●leeue A little , pray my Lord , for I beleeue We shall discouer very notable knavery . knaue●y I beleeue We shall discouer very notable knavery . L●ss. Lass. Al●s Alas how I am gre●'d and sham'd in this . gre●'d Alas how I am greeu'd and sham'd in this . th●t But that sweet Creature ▪ my good Lords sister , ▪ But that sweet Creature , my good Lords sister , Madam Cortezza , Du●e ; There were a wise now , for my Lord the Duke Had he the grace to choose her , but in ●eede Duke Had he the grace to choose her , but in deede , To speake her true praise , I must vse spe●ke the grace to choose her , but in deede , To speake her true praise , I must vse some study tru● choose her , but in deede , To speake her true praise , I must vse some study . prais● choose her , but in deede , To speake her true praise , I must vse some study . s●udy speake her true praise , I must vse some study . e●er Now truly brother , I did euer thinke This man the honestest man that ere k●pt thinke This man the honestest man that ere you kept . siste● So sister , so , because he praises you . he●re Nay sit , but you shall heare him further yet . li●tle Were not her head sometimes a little light , And so vnapt for matter of much mat●er sometimes a little light , And so vnapt for matter of much weight , She were the fittest , a●d matter of much weight , She were the fittest , and the worthiest Dame To leape a window , and wort●est much weight , She were the fittest , and the worthiest Dame To leape a window , and to breake her ar●ant Gods pitty , arrant knaue , I euer thought him a dissembling kna●e Gods pitty , arrant knaue , I euer thought him a dissembling varlot ●ee watch , And giue you warning : I commend me t'ee . yo● much , To thinke the more woe I sustaine for you , Breedes not the more my comfort ? I alas eniment my merit euen In any measure , with your eminent worth . ●assiolo Enter Bassiolo . ●st Now must I exercise my timorous louers , Like fresh ma●e arm'd souldiers , with some false alarms , To make them yare and warie of their foe The boistrous yo● Nay , we must teach you more of this I tell you : What , can you be too safe sir ? what s●me I haue some Iewells then my dearest life , Which with Bassio●o Enter Bassiolo running . p●etious Gods pretious , By these ten bones , and by this hat and A●phonso Enter Alphonso , Medice , Lasso , Cortezza , and Iulio Iu●io Alphonso , Medice , Lasso , Cortezza , and Iulio . app●ehend Medice , Leade you our Guard , and see you apprehend The treacherous boy ▪ nor let him scape ▪ and see you apprehend The treacherous boy , nor let him scape with life , Vnlesse he ye●lde nor let him scape with life , Vnlesse he yeilde to his externall exile . ●lse He is my husband , whom else should I follow ? p●rdon Yet loue me Lady , and I pardon all . Dis●ightfull Dispightfull Dame , Ile dis inherit him , And thy good staru● thee , And both shall feede on ayre , or starue , and die . Natu●e O Nature ! how alas Art thou and Reason thy true Anci●a Enter Cynanche , Beneuenius , Ancilla , Strozza hauing the Arrow head . 〈◊〉 our soules , cleare fire Exhausts corpore ill humour ; and all paine , Casting our flesh Stt. Str reuerenc● not with him , but lou'st him endlesly . In reuerence of thy motion then , and zeal● To that most zeal● endlesly . In reuerence of thy motion then , and zeale To that most soueraigne power , that was snperstitious Arrow head : which work , let none iudge A superstitious Rite , but a right vse , Proper to this th● Through euery eye that sees , will stirre the soule To Gratitude and Progresse , in the noware with the true tongue of a Nobleman : But now are all these excitations toyes , And Hono● Hono● now are all these excitations toyes , And Honor fa●s his braine with other ioyes . I know fa●s are all these excitations toyes , And Hono● fats his braine with other ioyes . I know your f●iend braine with other ioyes . I know your true friend , Prince Vincentio Will triumph in this 〈◊〉 triumph in this excellent effect Of your late prophecie . fr●ds O , my deare friends name Presents my thoughts , with a most inno●nt with a most mortall danger , To his right innocent life : a monstrous fact Is now effected monst●s mortall danger , To his right innocent life : a monstrous fact Is now effected on him . t●e know , But am assur'd , the substance is too true . Come reuerend Doctor , let vs harken out 〈◊〉 remaines , and beare with you Medcines t'allay his danger : if by wounds , Beare pretious Balsome s●e if by wounds , Beare pretious Balsome , or some s●gne iuyce ; If by fell poison , some choice s●gne wounds , Beare pretious Balsome , or s●e soueraigne iuyce ; If by fell poison , some choice A●te s●gne iuyce ; If by fell poison , some choice Antidote , If by blacke witch● , our good s●ts and witch● poison , some choice Antidote , If by blacke witchcraft , our good s●ts and prayers Shall exorcise s●ts Antidote , If by blacke witch● , our good spirits and prayers Shall exorcise the diuelish vnche Where ? where ? where ? where's my Lord vncle , my Lord my vncle ? presen● tydings-bringer ; what newes now , with thy vnhappie presence ? Med● Lord Vincentio , is almost kild by my Lord Medice . pr●ge See Doctor , see , if my presage be true . And well I know if he haue hurt ind●d all the Dukes Guard ; and they set vpon him indeed ; and after he had defended himselfe , dee ▪ had defended himselfe , dee see ? he drew , & hauing as good as wounded the Lord Medice a● wounded the Lord Medice almost , he strake at him , and ●d h● , dee marke ? ●d Lord Medice almost , he strake at him , and missd h● , dee marke ? h● Medice almost , he strake at him , and ●d him , dee marke ? g●de At Monks well , my Lord , Ile guide you to him presently presen●y Monks well , my Lord , Ile g●de you to him presently no● I doubt it not ; fooles are best guides to ill , And mischiefes g●des I doubt it not ; fooles are best guides to ill , And mischiefes readie way lies l●s guides to ill , And mischiefes readie way lies open still . Lead sir I pray . Cortez● Enter Corteza , and Margaret aboue . M●rgaret Enter Corteza , and Margaret aboue . ab●e Enter Corteza , and Margaret aboue . Quie● Quiet your selfe , Nece ; though your loue be T is Tis true , I sweare neece . ▪ O most vniust truth ! Ile cast my selfe downe headlong from this inst● downe headlong from this Tower , And force an instant passage for my soule , To seeke the wandring pass●ge headlong from this Tower , And force an instant passage for my soule , To seeke the wandring spirit clo●hes streete , For such a matter did so ; and her clothes Flew vp about her so as she had no harme ●e harme : And grace of God your clothes may flie vp too , And saue you harmelesse ; for your s●ape I would not scape ; And certainly I thinke the death is easie Ot'is O t'is the easiest death that euer was , Looke eafiest O t'is the easiest death that euer was , Looke Nece , it is N●e t'is the easiest death that euer was , Looke Nece , it is so farre hence to the ground . You N●e long before you felt it . Yet do not leape Nece . d●h sworde ; or drinke strong poison ; Which death is e●est I would faine endure . e●est or drinke strong poison ; Which death is easiest I would faine endure . ●de Sure Cleopatra was of the same minde , And did so ; she was honord euer since veri●●hought is softe and faint ; And trembles at the verie thought of death , Though thoughts ten-folde more gre●uous of death , Though thoughts ten-folde more greiuous do torment it ; Ile feele death by degrees f●le ten-folde more greiuous do torment it ; Ile feele death by degrees ; and first deforme This p●asure yet Adelasia ; In Pettis Pallace of Petit pleasure , For all the worlde , with such a knife hear● Fie on my faint heart , It will not giue my hand the wished strength th●ir doe men adore Our fading Beauties , when their worthiest liues , Being lost for vs , we 〈◊〉 beautie like a wildernesse , That neuer mans eie mo●e may dare t'inuade . mo●e like a wildernesse , That neuer mans eie more may dare t'inuade . N●ce Ile tell you Nece ; and yet I will not tell you , A thing h●re pleasure you in all I cud . I haue an Ointment here , which we Dames vse , To take off hair●●hen hair●●hen Ointment here , which we Dames vse , To take off haire when it does growe too lowe ▪ Vpon our foreheads G●e O Giue me that Aunt . virg● Giue it you virgin ? that were well indeede : Shall I be thought swe●re No , I sweare . y from me ? Gods my deare , Will you mis-vse your face so ? what , all ouer ? Nay , if you 〈◊〉 Fade ▪ plesse beautie , turne the vgliest face plesse 〈◊〉 ▪ haplesse beautie , turne the vgliest face Th● euer b●autie 〈◊〉 ▪ plesse beautie , turne the vgliest face Th● euer Aethiop wo●e thy dissolued intellectuall powers , See a worse torment suffered for thy death , Then if tormen● dissolued intellectuall powers , See a worse torment suffered for thy death , Then if it had s●ffered intellectuall powers , See a worse torment suffered for thy death , Then if it had extended ifit worse torment suffered for thy death , Then if it had extended his blacke force , In seuen-fold enu●nom'd ointment . smart . and to my braine Sweate thy enuenom'd furie , make my eyes Burne with thy sulphre ▪ furie , make my eyes Burne with thy sulphre , like the lakes of hell , That feare of me sh●er the lakes of hell , That feare of me may shiuer him to dust , That eate his owne childe Ex● Exit . Son● I wonder how farre they pursu'd my Sonne , That no returne of him or them appears eff●ct High heauen vouchsafe no such effect succeede Those wretched causes that from ca●es vouchsafe no such effect succeede Those wretched causes that from my house flow , But that in h●elesse h●elesse causes that from my house flow , But that in harmelesse loue all acts may end . Cort● Enter Cortezza . Ala● What shall I do ? Alas I cannot rule My desparate Neece , all her desp●rate What shall I do ? Alas I cannot rule My desparate Neece , all her sweete face is spoylde , beho●d Tyrant ! behold how thou hast vsde thy loue , See , theefe N●ure thou hast vsde thy loue , See , theefe to Nature , thou hast kil'd and rob'd , Kil'd what ▪ my selfe kill'd , rob'd what makes thee poore . Beautie ( a Louers treasure ) thou hast dow● Where none can find it ; all a poore Maides dowrie Thou hast forc'd from me : all my ioy and Ent●r Enter Iulio . 〈◊〉 , your sonne is daungerously hurt . Lord Medice contemning your commaund , By me deliuered ●rooke will'd , Set on him with your Guard ; who strooke him downe ; And then the coward Lord , with th●n with your Guard ; who ●rooke him downe ; And then the coward Lord , with mortall wounds , 〈◊〉 the coward Lord , with mortall wounds , And slauish insolencie , plow'd vp his soft breast ; f●ct plow'd vp his soft breast ; Which barbarous fact in part is laid on you , For first enioyning ●owle laid on you , For first enioyning it , and fowle exclai●mes In pittie of your sonne , your exclai●mes you , For first enioyning it , and ●owle exclaimes In pittie of your sonne , your subiects Suozza Benevenius , Pogio , Cynanch with a guard , Strozza before & Medice . Med●●c , Cynanch with a guard , Strozza before & Medice . stri●e Where is the tyrant ? let me strike his eyes Into his braine , with horror of ri● obiect . See Pagan Nero ; see how thou hast ript Thy better bosome ; rooted vp that flowre 〈◊〉 See Pagan Nero ; see how thou hast ri● Thy better bosome ; rooted vp that flowre , From whence ma● he is my Prince , In both whose rights he may commaund my life . ●urne What is a father ? turne his entrailes gulfs To swallow children wh●n his entrailes gulfs To swallow children , when they haue begot them ? And whats a Prince ●an ; all men had beene Princes : A vertuous man is subiect to no Prince , But to his soule ●o beene Princes : A vertuous man is subiect to no Prince , But to his soule and honour ; which lu●te What is there in a Prince ? That his least lusts Are valued at the liues of other men , When r●ther should prodigies be , And his grosse dotage rather loath'd then sooth'd . 〈◊〉 prodigies be , And his grosse dotage rather loath'd then sooth'd . A●p. Alp. 〈◊〉 How thicke and heauily my plagues descend ▪ Not giuing my mazde ▪ How thicke and 〈◊〉 my plagues descend ! Not giuing my mazde powres a time to speake m● thicke and 〈◊〉 my plagues descend ▪ Not giuing my mazde powres a time to speake : Poure more mo●e my mazde powres a time to speake : Poure more rebuke vpon me worthie Lord , For I haue comm●nd Gentleman can witnes , whom I sent With all command of haste to ●terdict This forward man in ●terdict whom I sent With all command of haste to interdict This forward man in mischiefe ; not to touch Iu●io mischiefe ; not to touch thee : Did I not Iulio ? vtter nought but truth . ●erations gaue your charge , With lowd and violent itterations . After all which , Lord Medice cowardly Guara which , Lord Medice cowardly hurt him . The Guard . He did my Princely Lord . nupt●als both , ( As last I left you ) in eternall nuptials . Al●s Alas , that title is of little force To stirre affectious title is of little force To stirre vp mens affections : when wiues want Outward excitements , ▪ take all let from your loues tender eyes . Let me for euer hide this staine of Beauty Be●uenius Graue Beneuenius , honorable Doctor , On whose most soueraigne q●ite fortunate , as euer heeretofore , That we may quite thee both with gold and honour , And by eq●all good Lord , The speciall furtherer of this equall match ? Iu●io Iulio Al●. Alp. ●orie He comes ; O master Vsher , I am sorie for you , you must presently be chopt in b●ene beene seene in your companie , and you had beene out of fauour ? Here's my friend maister fa●'st I hope you know now : Sweete Vince , how far'st thou , be of honourd cheere . Lo●d O my Lord , Ahlas You know not what haz past twixt ●e twixt vs two ; Here in thy bosome I will be sweete Vince , And die if thou die , I protest s●w Why I saw that as well as he my Lord ; I knew t'was no● t'was a foolish match betwixt you two ; did not you thinke so my Lord Vincentio ? Lord vncle fi●st Vincentio ? Lord vncle , did not I say at first of the Duke ▪ will his Antiquitie neuer ▪ vncle , did not I say at first of the Duke ; will his Antiquitie neuer leaue his Iniquitie Imqu●tie Duke ▪ will his Antiquitie neuer leaue his Iniquitie ? ▪ Lord Stinkard Man , his name is ; aske him Lord Stinkard ▪ did you like the 〈◊〉 Lord Stinkard Man , his name is ▪ aske him Lord Stinkard ▪ did you like the match ▪ Man , his name is ▪ aske him Lord Stinkard , did you like the match ? say . Stinkar● My Lord Stinkard , did you like the match betwixt the Duke 〈◊〉 Presumptuous Sicophant , I will haue thy life . l●fe Presumptuous Sicophant , I will haue thy life . Lo●d Vnworthie Lord , put vp : thirst'st thou more blood ? Thy ●hirst'st Vnworthie Lord , put vp : thirst'st thou more blood ? Thy life is ●tt'st to ●ou Vnworthie Lord , put vp : thirst'st thou more blood ? Thy life is ●tt'st to be call'd T●y Lord , put vp : thirst'st thou more blood ? Thy life is ●tt'st to be call'd in question ●tt'st : thirst'st thou more blood ? Thy life is fitt'st to be call'd in question , For thy most ▪ thy most murthrous cowardise on my sonne ; Thy forwardnesse to euery cruelty Calls ▪ Fore-telling these foule dangers to your sonne , And without notice brought this reuerend b●rbarous duely forfet , for the death Which in these barbarous wounds he sought your sonne ; Vouchsafe hi● prophetike Hath inward feeling of such sinnes in him , As aske the forfait of his life and soule wonder● penitence : O , he would tell you most notorious wonders , Of his most impious state ; but life and forg uenesse him liue , Till by confession he may haue forgiuenesse . Die therefore monster . L●s.. Las. Se●s Of no Country , I , But borne vpon the Seas , my mother passing Twixt Za●t and Uenice Za●t borne vpon the Se●s , my mother passing Twixt Zant and Uenice . ▪ christned , But being brought vp with beggars , call'd Mendice . lea●ing yeares , by seuerall stealths collected , And leauing them in warres , I liu'd abroad , With no fo● I did my Lord , for which , for heauens loue pardon . ▪ Hence then , be euer banish'd from my rule , And liue a monster , loath'd of all the co●e my Lord Stinckerd , Ile play Fox , Fox , come out of thy hole with you ifaith . ▪ Exit with Pages beating Medice . ▪ humbly thanke your Highnesse honor'd Doctor , The Balsome you infusde into my wounds , re●re Which my deere Sonne shall with thy full recure Be celebrate in greater Maiesty , Than euer ble●e take thy loue , which heauen with all ioyes blesse , And make yee both mirrors of happinesse