If It Be Not Good, the Devil Is in It Dekker, Thomas This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A20066 of text S109539 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 6507). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. Martin Mueller Incompletely or incorrectly transcribed words were reviewed and in many cases fixed by Melina Yeh This text has not been fully proofread EarlyPrint Project Evanston IL, Notre Dame IN, St.Louis, Washington MO 2017 Distributed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 3.0 Unported License A20066.xml If it be not good, the Diuel is in it. A nevv play, as it hath bin lately acted, vvith great applause, by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants: at the Red Bull. Written by Thomas Dekker. Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632. 48 600dpi TIFF G4 page images University of Michigan, Digital Library Production Service Ann Arbor, Michigan 2003 May (TCP phase 1) 99845186 STC (2nd ed.) 6507. Greg, I, 305. 10073 A20066 2248511901

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 If it be not good, the Diuel is in it. A nevv play, as it hath bin lately acted, vvith great applause, by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants: at the Red Bull. Written by Thomas Dekker. If it be not good, the Divel is in it If it be not good, the Divel is in it. If this be not a good play, the Diuell is in it. If this be not a good play, the Divell is in it. Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632. [96] p. Printed [by Thomas Creede] for I[ohn] T[rundle] And are to be sold by Edward Marchant, at his shop against the Crosse in Pauls Church-yarde, London : 1612. 1611

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IF IT BE NOT GOOD , The Diuel is in it . A New Play , AS IT HATH BIN lately Acted , with great applause , by the Queenes Maiesties Seruants : At the Red Bull .

Written by THOMAS DEKKER .

Flectere si nequeo Superos , Acheronta mouebo .

LONDON , Printed for I. T. And are to be sold by Edward Marchant , at his shop against the Crosse in Pauls Church-yarde , 1612 .

TO MY LOVING , AND LOVED FRIENDS and fellowes , the Queenes Maiesties-seruants .

KNowledge and Reward dwell far a-sunder . Greatnes lay once betweene them . But ( in his stead ) Couetousnes now . An ill neighbour , a bad Benefactor , no paymaister to Poets . By This Hard-Houskeeping , ( or rather , Shutting vp of Liberalities Doores , ) Merit goes a Begging , & Learning starues . Bookes , had wont to haue Patrons , and ( now , ) Patrons haue Bookes . The Snufft hat is Lighted , consumes That which Feeds it . A Signe , the World hath an ill Eare , when no Musick is good , vnles it Strikes vp for Nothing . I haue Sung so , but wil no more . A hue-andCry follow , his Wit , that sleeps , when sweete Tunes are sounding . But t is now the Fashion . Lords , look wel : Knights , Thank well ; Gentlemen , promise well ; Citizens , Take well ; Gulles , Sweare well : but None , Giue well , I leaue therefore All , for You : And All ( that This can be ) to You . Not in hope to Haue ; but in Recognition of What I Haue ( as I think ) Already ( your Loues . )

Acknowledgement is part of payment sometimes , but it neither is , nor shall be ( betweene you and me ) a Cancelling . I haue cast mine eye vpon many , but find none more fit , none more worthy , to Patronize this , than you , who haue Protected it . Your Cost , Counsell , and Labour , had bin ill spent , if a Second should by my hand snatch from you This Glory . No : When Fortune ( in her blinde pride ) set her foote vpon This imperfect Building , ( as scorning the Foundation and Workmanship : ) you , gently raizd it vp ( on the same Columnes , ) the Frontispice onely a little more Garnished : To you therefore deseruedly is the Whole Frame consecrated . For I durst sweare , if Wishes and Curses could haue become Witches , the necke of this Harmles Diuell had long a goe bin broken .

But I am glad that Ignorance ( so insolent for being flattered ) is now stript naked , and her deformities discouered : And more glad , that Enuie sits maddingly gnawing her owne Snakes , whose Stinges she had armed to strike Others . Feede let her so still . So , still let the Other be laughed at . Whilst I ( pittying the One , and not Dreading the Other , ) send these my Wishes flying into your Bosomes ; That the God of Poets , may neuer pester your Stage with a Cherilus , nor a Suffenus , ( Males , Eminent in nothing but in Long Eares , in Kicking and in Braging out Calumnies ) vpon whose Cruppers may be aptly pind , That Morrall of poore O●nus making Ropes in Hell , whil'st an Asse stands by , and ( as he twists ) bites them in sunder . But if His Versifying Deity , sends you Any , I wish they may be such , as are worthy to sit , At the Table of the Sun . None els .

I wish a Faire and Fortunate Day , to your Next New-Play ( for the Makers-sake and your owne , ) because such Braue Triumphes of Poesie , and Elaborate Industry , which my Worthy Friends Muse hath there set forth , deserue a Theater full of very Muses themselues to be Spectators . To that Faire Day I wish a Full , Free , and Knowing Auditor . And to that Full Audience , One Honest Doore-keeper . So , Fare-well .

Yours . Tho: Dekker .
Prologue . WOuld t' were a Custome that at all New-playes The Makers sat o' th , Stage , either with Bayes To haue their Workes Crownd , or beaten in with Hissing , Pied and bold Ideotes , durst not then sit Kissing A Muses cheeke : Shame would base Changelings weane , From Sucking the mellifluous Hypocrene : Who write as blinde-men shoote , by ( Hap , not Ayme , ) So , Fooles by lucky Throwing , oft win the Game . Phoebus has many Bastards , True Sonnes fewe , I meane of those , whose quicke cleare eyes can viewe . Poesies pure Essence , It being so diuine , That the Suns Fires , ( euen when they brightest shine ) Or Lightning , when most subtillie loue does spend it , May as soone be approchd , weyed , touchd , or comprehended . But t is with Poets now , as t is with Nations , Th il-fauouredst Vices , are the brauest Fashions . A Play whose Rudenes , Indians would abhorre , I●t fill a house with Fish wiues , Rare , They All Roare . It is not Praise is sought for ( Now ) but Pence , Tho dropd , from Greasie-apron Audience . Clapd may he bee with Thunder , that plucks Bayes , With such Foule Hands , & with Squint-Eyes does gaze On Pallas Shield ; not caring ( so hee Gaines , A Cra●d Third-Day , what Filth drops from his Braines . Let Those that loue Pans pipe , daunce still to Pan , They shall but get long Eares by it : Giue me That Man , Who when the Plague of an Impostumd Braynes ( Breaking out ) insects a Theater , and hotly raignes , Killing the Hearers hearts , that the vast roomes Stand empty , like so many Dead-mens toombes , Can call the Banishd Auditor home , And tye His Eare ( with golden chaines ) to his Melody : Can draw with Adamantine Pen , ( euen creatures Forg'de out of th' Hammer , on tiptoe , to Reach vp , And ( from Rare silence ) clap their Brawny hands , T' Applaud , what their charmd soule scarce vnderstands . That Man giue mee ; whose Brest fill'd by the Muses , With Raptures , Into a second , them infuses : Can giue an Actor , Sorrow , Rage , Ioy , Passion , Whilst hee againe ( by selfe-same Agitation ) Commands the Hearers , sometimes drawing out Teares , Then smiles , and fills them both with Hopes & Feares . That Man giue mee : And to bee such-a-One , Our Poet ( this day ) striues , or to bee None : Lend not ( Him ) hands for Pittie , but for Merit , If he Please , hee 's Crownd , if Not , his Fate must beare it .
IF THIS BE NOT A GOOD PLAY , THE DIVELL IS IN IT . Enter ( at the sound of hellish musick , ) Pluto , and Charon . Plu. HA ! Cha. So . Plu. What so . Cha. I le be thy slaue no longer . Plu. What slaue ? Cha. Hels drudge , her Gally-slaue . I ha' wore , My flesh to th' bones , bones marrowles , at the Oaer Tugging to waft to' thy Stygian empire , Soules , Which ( but for Charon ) neuer had come in Sholes , Yet ( swarmde they nere so , ) them on shore I set , Hell gets by Charon , what does Charon get ? Plu. His Fare . Char. Scuruy fare , i le first cry garlick . Plu. Doe : And make hel stinck , as that does hither . Cha. If I doe ! Some like that smell , my boate to shore i le pull ; Not worke a stroake more . Plu. How ? Cha. Not touch a Scull . Plu. Why ? Cha. I ha' no doings : Graues-end-barge has more , And cartes as good as any are in hell ; I feare th' infernall riuers are frozen or'e So few by water come : els the whores that dwell Next dore to hell , goe about : besides , t is thought , That man to find hell , now , new waies haue sought , As Spaniards did to the Indies . Pluto , mend My wages , or row thy selfe . Plu: Vgly , grumbling slaue , Haue I not raisde thy price ? yet still do'st craue ? Such bold braue beggers ( heard off ner'e before Are thy fares now , they teach thee to beg more . Thy fare was ( first ) a halfe-peny , then the soules gaue thee A peny , then three-halfe-pence , we shall haue thee ( As market-folkes on darth , ) so damned-deere , Men will not come to hell , crying out th' are heere Worse racke then th' are in tauernes : why doest howle for mony ? Cha: For mony : I le haue ij. d. for each soule I ferry ouer ; I m'e old , craz'd , Stiffe , and lam'de , That soule that s not worth ijd. wou'ld t were damb'd . Plu: Thou shalt not . Cha: I will haue it , or lye still , If Charon fill hell , hell shall Charon fill : For Ghosts now come not thronging to my boate , But drop by one and one in ; none of note Are fares now : I had wont braue fellowes to ply , Who , ( hack't and mangled ) did in battailes dye . But now these gallants which doe walke hells Rowndes , Are fuller of diseases , than of woundes . If wounded any take my boate , they roare , Being stabd , either drunke , or slaine about some whore . That s all the fight now . Prod: Charon . Within . Plu: Get thee gon : That call'd for . Prod: Charon . Cha: Ball not . I le come anon . Hagges of hell gnaw thee with their fowle furd-gummes . Plu: Pluto , no wonder if so few hither comes ? Cha. Why : Gingerly : See See , One of thine owne promooters , ( with hawkes eyes , That should for prey be watching ) here snoring lyes . Plu: With a mischife ! cabind ! a fury . Char. I le Ferret out more . Ruffman comes vp , Furie Enters . Cha. Another : looke : dancing a bawde on 's knee . Enter Shackle-soule comes vp . Shack. I doe enquire if rich bawdes Carted bee On earth as well as poore ones : I sleepe not Pluto . Plu. Twist stronger-knotted whips , I le wake you ( slaues ! ) Cha. Two of thy Summers dead drunke here too . Lur. Thou lyest . Charon . Lurchall and another Spirit comes vp . Cha. I come : If I must worke , let these Thy Prentices , plye their occupation , T vphold hells Kingdome , more must worke then one . Exit . Plu. Ha ; Are there whipping-posts for such as dwell In Idlenes on Earth , and yet shall Hell ( As if wee tooke bribes here too , ) let such passe ▪ I le haue you tawde : Is not the world as t' was ? Once mother of Rapes , Incests , and Sodomies , Atheisme , and Blasphemies , plump Boyes indeed . That suck'd ( our Dams brest ) is shee now barren ? Ha ▪ Is there a dearth of villaines ? Omn. More now then euer ? Plu. Is there such penurie of man-kinde Hell-houndes ▪ You can lye snoring . Ruff. Each Land is full of Rake-hells . Shac. But sholes of Sharkes eate vp the Fish at Sea . Lur. Braue pitchy villaines there . Plu. Yet you playing here . Omn. No , No ; most awefull Pluto . Plu. Were you good Hell-hounds , euery day should bee A Symon-and-Iude , to crowne our bord with Feasts A blacke-eyde-soules each minute : were you honest diuel ▪ Each officer in hell should haue at least , A brace of whores to his break-fast : aboue vs dwell , Diuells brauer and more subtill then in Hell . Omni. Wee le fill thy pallace with them . Plu. I le trye that : goe : Rufman , take instantly a Courtiers shape Of any country : choose thine owne disguize And returne swiftly . Ruf. Yes . Exit . Plu. Shackle-soule weare thou A Friers graue habit . Shac. Well . Exit . Plu. Grumshall walke thou In trebble-ruffes like a Merchant . Lur. So : t is don . Exit . Plu. The barres of our latigious Courts had wont To crack with thronging pleaders , whose lowde din Shooke the infernal hell , as if 't had bin An earth-quake bursting from the deepe Abisse , Or els Ioues thunder , throwne at the head of Dis ( The God of gold , ) for hiding it below , Thereby to tempt churles hither . Nor did we know What a Vacation ment : continuall terme Fattend hels Lawyers , and shall so againe . Enter Rufman , Srackle-soule and Lurchall . Ruf. Here . Shac. Here . Lur. Command vs . Plu. Fly into the world : As y' are in shapes transformde be so in name , For men are our sides onely : be you the same ; 〈◊〉 thee to Naples , ( Rufman ) , thou shalt finde A Prince there ( newly crownde , ) apply inclinde de To any bendings ▪ least his youthfull browes 〈◊〉 at Stars only , wey down his loftiest boughes With leaden plome●● poison his best thoughts with tast Of things most sensuall ; if the heart once wast The body feeles consumption ; good or bad kings Breede Subiects like them : cleere streames flow from cleere springs . Turne therefore Naples to a puddle : with a ciuill Much promising face , and well oylde play the court diuell . Ruff. I le doo 't in brauery : if as deepe as hell , Thy large eares heare a Land curse me , my part 's playd well . Plu: Fly Shackle-soule . Shac. Whither ? Plu: To the Friery , Best-famde in Naples for strict orders : throw What nets thou seest can catch them : Amongst 'em sow Seedes of contention , or what euer sin They most abhor , sweate thou to bring that in . Shac: A wolfe in lambe skin leapes into the rout , Bell , booke , or candle cannot curse me out : I le curse faster than they . Plu. Doe : Grumball . Lur. Here . Plu. Be thou a cittie-diuell , make thy hands Of Harpyes clawes , which being on courtiers lands Once fastend , ne're let loose , the Merchant play , And on the Burse , see thou thy flag display . Of politicke banckruptnesse : traine vp as many To fright vnder it , as thou canst , for now 's not any That breake , ( thei le breake their necks first ) if , beside Thou canst not through the whole citie meete with pride , Riot , lechery , enuy , Auarice , and such stuffe , Bring 'em all-in coach'd , the gares are wide enough . The spirit of gold instruct thee : hence all . Omn. Fly . Plu. Stay , lest you should want helpers at your calling Any diuels shall come , ( Search hound , Tobacco-spawling , Vpshotten , Suckland , Glitterbacke , or any Whom you shall neede to imploy , but call not many , The'r 's but few good in hell . And stay , remember We all meete to heare how you prosper . Omn. Where ? Plu. The Tree Blasted with Goblins , that about whose roote 5. Mandrakes growe , i' th Groue by Naples there , Meete there . Omn. Wee shall . Plu. Our blessings with you beare . Ruff. Dread king of Ghosts , wee le plye our thrift so well , Thou shalt be forc'd to enlarge thy Iayle of Hell . Plu. Be quicke th'at best , let sawcy mortals know , How ere they sleepe , there 's one wakes here below . Exeunt . Enter Alphonso ( King of Naples ) Crownde , wearing Robes Imperiall , Swordes of State , Maces , &c. being borne before him , by Octauio Astolfo , ( 2. vnckles ) Narcisso , Iouinelli , Brisco , ( Counts ) with others , Counte Spendola meeting them . Spen. One of those gallant Troupes went forth to meete Your admirde Mistris ( Erminhild the faire ) Hath left your Conuoy with her on the way . K. And brings glad newes of her being here ( this day ) Let Canons tell in Thunder her Arriuall , When shee 's at hand our selfe will meete her , Flourish Omn. On . Hee takes his Seate ; Al kneele . K. Pray rise ; vntill about our browes were throwne , These sparkling beames , such adoration Was not bestowde on vs : whom does the knee Thus louely worship ? this Idoll , ( Gold ) or mee ? Indeed t' is the worlds Saynt , if that you adore , Goe , pray to your coffers . None to vs shall bow , Giue God your knees . Oct. Whose owne voice does allow That Subiects should to those who are Supreme , Bend , as to God , ( all Kings being like to him ) Ast. Thou wonder of thy time , I le pay no more To thee of dutie than has bene before And euer shall be payd to those sit Hye . K. Pray mocke not mee with such Idolatry , Kings , Gods are , ( I confesse ) but Gods of clay , Brittle as you are , you as good as they , Onely in weight they differ , ( this poore dram ) Yet all but flesh and bloud ; And such I am . If such , pray let mee eate , drinke , speake , and walke , Not look'd cleane through , with superstitious eyes , ( Not star'de at like a Comete . ) As you goe Or speake , or feede , ( vnwondered at ) let mee so . Oct. Not Kings of Ceremonie . K. Vncle what then ? Still are they Kings . Oct. But shew like common men . K. Good vncle know , no Sunne in this our Spheare , Shall rule but Wee , let others shine as cleare , In goodnes , None in greatnes shall . Ast. Blest raigne ! The Golden worlde is molding new againe . K. All that I craue is this , and t is not newe , Pay vnto Caesar onely Caesars due . Oct. We owe thee loyall hearts , and those wee le pay , Each minute ( Mirrour of Kings . ) Iou. Marke , the olde Lords promise their hearts , but no money . Oct. Here are the Names of bold conspirators , ( Yong Catilines , and farre more desperate ) Who in your Fathers dayes kindled the fires Of here Rebellion . K. Which are now burnt out . Oct. Who knowes that ? embers in dead Ashes lye . King , Set thy hand to this let Traytors dye . Ast. T is fit you should doe so . Oct. Sound Pollicie . K. Men many things hold fit , That are not good , A yong Beginner and set vp in blood ! ( Butchers can doe no more . ) Shall Recordes say Being Crownde , he playd the Tyran the first day , How should that Chronicler be curs'd ? your paper . When such a fatall booke comes in my sight , I le with Vespasian wish I could not write , Their bond is canceld . I forgiue the debt , See that at liberty , they all be set . Omn. A Princely Act . Oct. If wisely t is well done . Spen. That raigne must bost , Which mercy has begun . K. Beare witnes all , what pace the Chariot wheeles Of our new guided Soueraigntie shall run . Rus. A mayne gallop I hope . K. And here I vow to end as t is begun . Ast. Heauen fill thee full of dayes , But ( being all told ) Ending no worse , Their summe wee le write in gold . Oct. The course you le take deere Lord . K. This : pray obserue it . Iou.

Call you this Coronation day ? woud I were i th streetes where the conduites run claret wine , there 's some good fellowship .

Oct. Peace . K. Each weeke within the yeere shall be a booke Which each day I le reade or'e : I well may doe 't , The booke being but six leaues ( six dayes , ) the seuenth Be his that owes it ; Sacred is that and hye ; And who prophanes one houre in that , Shall dye . Spen. How manie wil be left aliue then this day fortnight ? Oct. First , beate all Tauernes downe then , Soules are lost ( Being drownde in Surfets ) on that seuenth day most . Stay ( best of Kings ) mine owne hand shall set downe What lawes thou mad'st first day thou wor'st a Crowne . Begin , begin thy weeke . K. Write Monday . Oct. So so , Monday . Iou.

They say Monday 's Shooemakers holliday , I le fall to that trade .

Oct. I haue writ it downe my liege . Iou. Peace , harken to your lesson . K. That day , from morne till night , I le execute The office of a Iudge , and wey out lawes With euen scales . Iou. That s more than grocers doe . K. The poore and rich mans cause I le poize alike : It shall be my chiefe care That bribes and wrangling be pitch'd o're the barre . Iou. We shall haue old breaking of neckes then . K. Downe with that first . Oct. O for a pen of gold ! You le haue no bribes . K. None . Oct. Yet terme-time all they yeere ! A good strong law , suite cannot now cost deere . K. Haue you done ? Oct. I 'me at bribes , and wrangling done presently . Nar.

We must all turne pettifoggers , and in stead of gilt rapiers , hang buckram bags at our girdles .

Iou. All my clients , shal be women . Spen. Why ? Iou.

Because they are easiest fetched ouer : there 's something to be gotten out of them .

Oct. Thy monday's taske is done : what s next ? Iou. Sunday if the weeke goes backward . King . Tuesdayes wee 'le sit to heare the poore-mans cryes , Orphans and widowes : our owne princely eyes Shall their petitions reade : our progresse then Shal be to hospitalls which good minded men Haue built to pious vse , for lame , sicks , and poore Wee le see what s giuen , what spent , and what flowes or'e Churles ( with Gods mony ) shall not feast , swill wine , And fat their rancke gutts whilest poore wretches pine . Iou. This is a braue world for beggers , if it hold . Oct. Poore wretches pine , So are they left : to t'h next . Kin. Wednesdaies wee le spend . Iou. In fish dinners . Kin. In th' affaires Of farren states , treate with embassadors , Heare them and giue them answeres . Thursday , for warres . Iou.

That 's well : better be together by th' eares , then to goe halting to hospitalls .

Kin. Our Neapolitane youths ( that day ) shall try Their skill in armes , poore scorned Soldiers Shall not be suffer'd beg here ( as in some landes ) Nor stoope slaue-like to Captaines proud commands , Starue , and lie nastie , when the selfe-same pay , The Souldier fights for , keepes the Leaders gay . Nor shall he through ice and fire make gray his bread , Weare out new Moones , onely to earne his bread , Wade vp to 'th beard in torrents ; and be drownd All saue the head ; march hard to meete a wound , I' th very face , and euen his heart-strings cracke , To win a towne , yet not to cloath his backe : And the blacke storme of troubles being gon , Shund like a creditor , not looked vpon , But as court-pallats ( when bright day drawes nye ) Rold vp in some darke corner is throwne by . Vncle write that . Oct. Fast as my pen can trot . Spen.

What a number of tottred roagues wil be turn'd into braue fellowes a this new change of the moone

Iou. The brauer they are , the sooner are mercers vndon . Oct. Souldiers are downe too . Kin. Downe with Learning next . For friday shal be spent i t'h reuerend Schooles , Where wee le sift branne from Houre , ( hisse babling fooles , But crowne the deepe-braind disputant ) none shall hold Three or foure Church-liuings ( got by Symonious gold ) In them , to fat himselfe as in a stye , When greater Schollers languish in beggery : And in thin thred-bare cassacks weare out their age , And bury their worth in some by vicorage : This wee le see mended . Enter Iouenella . Iou. Tyth pigges you 'le smoake for this . Kin. So set it downe . Oct. Schollers languish in beggery-So : Thy fridaies law is writ ; for Satterday , what ? King . I mary sir , All our cares now for that . Well to begin , and not end so were base , The winning of the gole crownes each mans race . Narcisso stepping in before in the Scene , Enters here . Nar: Sir , there s a stranger newly ariu'de your court , And much importunes to behold your Highnes . Kin: What is he ? Nar: Of goodly presence . Kin: Let him see vs . Rufman brought in by all . Ruff: The powers that guide me , guard thee , I haue heard thy name In regions far hence , where it does resound Lowder than here at home ; to touch this ground i ha pass'd through countries , into which none here Would willingly saile I thinke , and with me bring , My loue and seruice , which to your grace I tender . Kin: What are you , and whence come you ? Ruff: From Heluetia . Spen: What hell sayes hee ? Iou: Peace you shall know hot hell time enough . Ruff:

I am an Heluetian borne , the house from which I am descended , ancient and well knowne to many princes : Bohor is my name .

Iou: Zounds ! Bohor ! has struck two of my teeth out with his name , Ruff. A Shalcan Tartar being my grandfather Men call me Shalkan Bohor . About the world My trauailes make a girdle ( perfect round : ) So that , what wonders Kings on earth euer found I know , and what I know , Is yours . K. Braue Heluetian , We giue you thankes and welcome : your arriuall ▪ Is faire and to our wish , of those dayes Which Time sets downe , to number vp a weeke , Euery day haue we tasked ; saue onely one , How in these courts of Kings ( through which you haue gon , ) Doe Princes wast their howres ? Ruff. How but in that , For which they are borne Kings ? ( Pleasure : ) euery mans ayme , Is to his pleasure : onely t is changde in name , That s all the difference ; Are Kings Tirants ? Blood Is then their pleasure : thirst they after warres ! Ambition tickles them ; that for which man most cares , Good or bad , t is his pleasure , and to gaine it , His soule must compasse it tho hell restraine it ▪ To this marke all mens thoughts , Creation drew , That all might striue for a thing , that s got by fewe : Who are those few but Kings ? and t is fit they Should haue it , because true pleasure does soone decay . K. How like you his counsell ? Omn. Rarely . Oct. What ruffian 's this ? K. Bohor tha 'st warm'd our yong blood ; Al cares of state ; Shall that day sleepe , to our selfe wee le Saterday haue , Pleasure ( the slaue of Kings shall then be our slaue , Lords let there be a proclamation drawne , What man soeuer ( strange or natiue borne , ) Can feast our spleene , and heigthen our delight , He shall haue gold and be our fauorite . Tilts , turneys , masques , playes , dauncing , drinking deepe Tho ere noone all Naples lye dead-drunke a sleepe . Oct. How King ? Kin. Wee le haue it so vncle . Omn. Downe with that too . Iou. Print Satterday in great text letters . Oct. Well , well , it shall . Our swan turnes crow , poisond with one drop of gall . Kin. I le haue this proclamation forthwith drawne . Nar. And publish al the daies . Pris. And Satterday . Iou.

Especially that at large if you can in red , like a Dominicall letter .

Kin. Goe see it don . Iou. My taske . Exit . Kin. Why sigh you ? Of six dayes wo'd you not spare me one ? Oct.

Thine owne lawes from thine owne mouth , wee le proclaime , if thine owne words thou e'arst , bee 't thine owne shame .

Enter Iouinelli hastily . Iou. Your long expected happines is arriu'd , The princesse of Calabria . Kin. Thou crown'st me agen ▪ Deere vncle , honored Lords , with our whole court Honor her hither ; I am rapd with Ioy , And lost till I behold her : fetch me my loue . Oct. I feare deepe whirlepooles tho it run smooth aboue . Ki. To our worthy friend your welcomes . Ex. Oct. & Ast. Iou. But pray Sir tell vs , meane you that we indeed Shall haue but one playing day through the whole weeke ? Kin. All Iouinells , wee le be Iouiall all . Bris. Till Satterday came , we liu'de in terrible feare . Thanke Bohor , who your dead spirits vp did reare . Kin: Had I ( as first I did begin ) gon on , I like a Schoole-boy should haue worne my crowne , As if I had borrowed it . Ruff: Had bin most vile . Kin: I le be a Sea , ( boundles . ) Spen: Thou art a sunne , And let no base cloudes muffle thee . Kin. Braue Kings all ! Crowne , Scepter , Court , Cittie , Country , are at your call . Iou: There spake young loue indeede . Pris: The tyde now turnes . Nar: And now wee le swim . Kin: And laugh , tho the whole world mournes . Florish . Omn : Tantara , hey . Trumpets Erminghild brought in . Enter Octauio and Astolphe , vshering Erminhild , attended by Ladies and others . Nar: Call vp your lustiest spirits : the Lady 's come . K. O my earthly blisse ! embraces ! kisses ! how sweete Are you to parted Louers when they meete ? That entertainement which the Duke your Father , Lent royellie ( late to mee , ) I now can pay At a Kings charge : to our Neapolitane Court , None ( brightest Erminhild can come longd for More then your selfe . ) You haue stolne vpon vs ( Ladie ) Erm: You haue good Law against me , ( playing the thiefe ) Your Grace may keepe mee prisoner . K. In these Armes ; From whence not Ioue shall raunsome thee ; We Twaine Will wed , and bed , and get a Prince shall raigne In Naples brauely , when wee both lye dead : Till then , Pleasures wings , to their full bredth be spread . Exeū . Enter Scumbroth , ringing a Bell ; Alphege , a Fryer , & Shackle-soule , in a Friers weede , with cloth to lay . Scum .

A mangier , a mangier , a mangier , I must needs haue a mangie voice , when I doe nothing but ball for a company of hungry Scabs ; a mangier .

Alph: You must be nimble Rush . Sha: As a drawer in a new Tauern , first day the bush is hung vp . Scum: A mangier , a manger , a mangier , Exit . Alp.

So : the Lord Priors napkin here , there the Subpriors : his knife and case of pick-toothes thus : as for the couent , let them licke their fingers in stead of wiping , and suck their teeth in steede of picking .

Shac. What other dutie Sir , must I call mine ? Alp.

As you are nouice , you are to say grace demurely , waite on the Priors Trencher soberly , steale away a mouthfull cunningly , and munch it vp in a corner hungerly . Ply your office , Rush .

Exit . Shak. Thankes good Frier Alphege : yes , Shackle-soule will play The taske hee 's set to : Diuels neuer idle lye : Frier Rush ! ha , ha : y' haue now an excellent quire , To sing in hell , the Diuell and the Frier . Enter Prior , Subprior , Alphege , Hillary , Rush , and other Friers . All sit : dishes brought in before . Pri. Where 's Rush , our Iunior Nouice ? Ru. Here Lord Prior . Pri. Stand foorth , and render thankes . Ru. Hum , hum : For our bread , wine , ale and beere , For the piping hot meates heere : For brothes of sundrie tasts and sort , For beefe , veale , mutton , lamb , and porke . Greene-sawce with calfes head and bacon , Pig and goose , and cramd-vp capon . For past raiz'd stiffe with curious art , Pye , custard , florentine and tart . Bak'd rumpes , fried kidneys , and lam-stones , Fat sweete-breads , luscious maribones , Artichoke , and oyster-pyes , Butterd Crab , prawnes , lobsters thighes , Thankes be giuen for flesh and fishes , With this choice of tempting dishes : To which proface : with bly the lookes sit yee , Rush. Bids this Couent , much good do 't yee . Pri. How dar'st thou mock vs thou ill nurtur'd slaue ? Sub. Contemn'st thou our order and religious fare ? Shac. He has spoken treason to all our stomaches . Omn. Downe with the villaine . Sub. Mischiefe on vs waites If wee feede so vile a wretch . Pri. Thrust him out at gates . Shac. I doe coniure you by my hallowed beades To heare me speake . Pri. Canst thou excuse thy selfe ? Shac. Alas ( my Lord ) I thought it had bin here As in the neighbouring Churches , where the poor'st Vicar Is filled vp to the chin with choice of meates , Yet seekes new wayes to whet dull appetite , As there with holy spels mens soules they cherish , So with delitious fare , they themselues nourish . Nor want they argument for sweete belly-cheere To proue it lawfull . Sub. Most prophane and fearefull . Shac. But since your order ( pious and reuerend ) Tyed to religious fasts , spends the sad day Wholy in meager contemplation , I absolution beg on both my knees , For what my tongue offended in : las ! poore Rush ( See 't by his cheekes ) eates little : I can feede On rootes , and drinke the water of the Spring Out of mine owne cup : make an Anatomy Of my most sinfull carcas : then pardon mee . Pri. Thy ignorance is thy pardon , wee beleeue thee . Shac. Gratias reuerenda domine Prior . Pri. But do our brethren in parts more remote , Feede so delitious saist thou ? Shac. Rush cannot lye . Sub. Thou falsely doest accuse those holy men . Pri. How can it stand with their profession ? Sub. Thou saist ( vile yongman ) they haue arguments To proue it lawfull gluttonously to feede . Omn. Rush , answere the Sub-prior . Shac.

Audite fratres , they doe not onely proue it lawfull , but make it palpable , that hee who eates not good in eate is dambde .

Sub. Benedicite . Scu. What shall become of all vs then ? Pri. Thou art distracted , whence canst thou force argument ? Shac. From sillie reason , would you heare me speake ? Pri. Speake freely and be bold , listen . Omn. Hum , hum , hum . Shac. He that eats not good meate is dambd : Sie Dispute . If he that feedes well hath a good soule , then è Contra . No , he that feedes ill , hath a bad and a poore soule . Scu. That s wee . Shac.

And so consequenly is dambd , for who regards poore soules ? and if they be not regarded they are cast foorth , and if cast foorth , then they are dambde .

Sub. I deny your minor , he that feedes well hath a good soule . Shac.

Sic probo : the soule followes the temperature of the body , hee that feedes well hath a good temperature of body , Ergo , he that feedes well hath a good soule .

Pri. A ful and edyfying argument . Omn. Hum , hum , hum . Sub. I deny that the soule followes the temperature of the body . Shac.

Anima sequitur temperaturam Corporis , It is a principle , & contra principia non est disputandum , All wee .

Pri. It s most apparent . Scu. O most learned Rush ! Sub. A shallow Sophister , heare me farder . Pri.

Subprior , wee le heare the rest disputed at our leisure : you take too much vpon you .

Scu. Shall I take this vpon me my Lord ? Pri.

Hence with this trash , we haue too long forborne to tast heauens blessings fully , which to our dutie had more enabled vs , Rush th art some Angel .

Sub. Rather some diuell sent to bewitch our soules . Pri. Sub-prior no more . Sub. I must speake , heare me brethren , Shall we ( bound by solemne oathes ) t' abiure the world , And all her sorceries ▪ to whom night and day Are as one hower of prayer ? whose temperance makes vs Endure what ful-fild bellie Gods admire ; Shall we ( by zealous patrons ) tyde to obserue Dirges and Requiems for their peacefull soules , In gluttonous riot bury sacred almes ! Turne Sanctimonious zeale and Charitie To loathsome surfet ? and those well-got goods Our benefactors sau'd , by their owne fasts And moderate liuing , shall we feede vpon Ful-gorging vs till we vomit ? fore-fend it heauen ! By all the Saints , by him first taught our order What temperance was , here shall poore Clement feede , Till his ore-wearied life , takes her last leaue Of this all tempting world where all sinnes breede . Pri. Howe s this ? are you become our confessor ? Best thrust vs out at gates , locke vp the Cloister , And cal in whom you like : be you the Prior . Speake are you agreed , Rush be our maister-cooke ? Scu. You haue my voice . Alp. And mine . Pri. Doe you all consent ? Omn. Yes , all . Sub. First send this fiend to banishment . Pri. We haue most voices on our side . Sub. You may ; Las ! most men couet still the broadest way . Pri. Ciue Rush his charge then , Scumb : you must resigne . Scu. With a good maw , I shall haue a fatter office to be his scullion . Shac. Worthy Lord Prior , heare me yet , I must not my profession let , To Scumbroath , what I know i le teach , To make candels , Iellies , leach , Sirrup of violets , and of roses , Cow slip sallads , and kick-choses , Preserue the apricock , and cherry , Damsin-peare-plom , raspis berry ; Potates ike if you shall lack , To corroborate the back : A hundred more shall Rush deuice , And yet to early mattins rise , Our ladies office , sing at prime , At euen-song , and at compline time . Chant Anthems , Aniuersaries , Dirges , And the dolefull de profundis . Pri. Thou shalt not change thy order : Sirra , cooke , From Rush take lessons against night , for fare Abundance and delitious . Scu.

I shall be greedy to learne of him sir , since your lordship is turnde , our very Iack and his spits shall turne too ,

Exit . Enter 2. Pilgrimes . Pri. What men are these ? Sub. Welcome good holy father . Both . Thankes reuerend maister . 1 , Pil. Blest sir , according to the Churches rite We ( Pilgrimes , to Ierusalem bound ) this night Desire repose , and pious charitie In your most holy Couent . Pri. You are most welcome . Alphege , goe lead 'em in . Shas: By no meanes . Pri. Why ? Shac. T is mortall sin . Sub. O black impietie ! Pri: How ? sin to feed religious votaries ! Shac: Rather to nourish idle vagabondes : The Cleargy of other lands , haue with much plentie And thrift destroyde those drones , that lazily Liue eating vp the labours of the Bee . A churchman there cares but to feede the soule , He makes that charge his office . Al 's misdeeds ! alas ! They through the Lawyers hands are fitt'st to passe . Sub. Can you heare this Diuell ? Shac. Besides my reuerend Lord , These manderers here are spies , & soone beare word to Princes eares of what they heare and see . Pri. Ha Rush ! thou speak'st right . Sub. Dambd iniquitie ! Pri. Hence with those runnagates . Omn. Come , hence . Pri. Spurne 'em away . Sub. Oh had mine eyes drop'd out ere seene this day . Stay comfortles poore soules , my pittying teares Shall speake what my tongue dares not , here holy men , You nere shall say when next we meete againe , Frier Clement to the hungrie grutch'd his meate , Or to the weary pilgrim lodging , this makes you eate , And when you haue relieu'd your fainting limbes , Commend me in your prayers , and midst your hymmes Thus wish , that he who did your Iorney furder , May neuer liue , to breake his holy order . Pri. Old superstitious dotard ; beate hence these beggers . 1. Pil. Many old mens curses will on his soule be spent , Who thus defaces , Charities monument : Exeunt . Shal

I told you they were curs , that cease to barke , no longer then you feede them .

Pri. Frier thou speak'st right : Make hast with fare delitious , wee le crowne the night . Exeunt Manet Shackle soule . Shac. Ha ha , laugh Lucifer , dance grim fiends of hell , Of soules thou iudge must , but most terrible , I must exact a double pay from thee , Nere hadst thou Iorney man deserude such fee , Let me cast vp my reckonings , what I ha won In this first voiage : Charity ! shee s vndon : Fat gluttony broke her back : next her step'd in Contention ( who shakes Churches ) now the sweete sin ( Sallow lechery , ) should march after : Auarice , Murder , and all sinnes els , hell can deuice , I le broach : the head 's in , draw the body after , Begin thy feast in full cuppes , end in slaughter That damnedst fury : oh , but Frier Clement's free ! True : ha'st no snare t' intrap him let me see . Hee s old , choake him with gold ; hold on thy Reuells , Pluto makes Sackle-soule president of Diuels . Exit . Enter K. Octauio , Narcisso , Iouinelli , Spendola . K. What pictar 's that ( Vncle Octauio ? ) Oct. The picture of thy state , ( drawne by thy selfe , ) This is that booke of statutes , were enacted In the high Parliament of thy roiall thoughts Where wisedome was the speaker . And because Thy subiects shall not be abusde by lawes Wrap'd vp in caracters , crabbed and vnknowne , These thine owne language speake . K. Hang 'em vp vncle . Oct. What sayes the King ? Ion. You must hang vp the lawes . Oct. Like cob-webbe in fowle roomes , through which great flies Breake through , the lesse being caught by th wing , there dies . No no , thy lawes I le fix full in thy sight , Hangs a table vp . ( Like sea-markes , ) that if this great ship of sway And kingly ventures , loose her constant way . I th bottomles gulph of state , ( beaten by the stormes Of youthfull follie , raging in monstrous formes ) Shee may be sau'de from sinking and from wrack , ( Steerd by this compasse , for the points of it Shall guide her so , on rockes she cannot split . Kin. You are our carefull pilot in this voiage Of Gouernment , be you our Admirall . Wisedome and Age being props , realmes seldome fall . Enter Brisco . Oct: Oraculous is thy voice . Kin. How now count Brisco ? Me thinkes I read a comedy in thy lookes . Nar: Has met some merry painter , hee s drawne so liuely . Omn: Come count your newes . Bris: I shall bestow them freely : The physicke of your proclamation workes : Your guilded pills ( roll'd vp in promises Of princely fauours to his wit , who highest Can raise your pleasures ) slip so smoothly downe Your Subiects throates , that all ( vpon a sudden ) Are loosely giuen . Kin. How ? loosely giuen ? why count ? Br. Name but what sport , your Highnes would haue Acted I 'me prologue too● : your court must haue more gates To let in rufling Saterday : without ( now ) waites Musicke in some ten languages : each one sweares ( By Orpheus fiddle-case ) they will tickle your eares If they can doo 't with scraping . Bri: There s seuen score Noise at least of english fidlers . Io: 7. score ! they are able to eate vp a citie in very scraps Bri:

Very base-viall men most of 'em : besides whole swarmes of welsh harpes , Irish bag-pipes , Iewes trompes ,

And french kitts . All these made I together play : But their dambd catter-wralling , frighted me away . Oct. These sports to please A Princes eyes ? Bri: How like you then of these ? The cittie-waterbearers ( trimly dight ) With yellow oaker-tankerds ( pind vpright ) Like brooches in their hatts ; In their fresh loues A may-game bring , All , wearing dog-skin gloues . Made not to shrinke i t'h wetting . Kin. Bid these poore men drinke well , and so be gon . Bri. What will you haue then ? Will you see the Turners shew , brauely preparde With colours , drumes , and gunnes ( with rust halfe mar'de Bearing that , of which they long haue bin depriu'de . Kin. What is t ? Bri. Their daring Giant , ( newly reui'de ) Omn. For Ioues sake le ts see that . Oct. O fie ( Prince ) fie ! In thy court painted monsters , they come not here , Ride forth , thou shalt meete Giants euery where . Me thinkes ( yong Lords ) your soules being new refinde With beames of honor , should not be declin'de To sports so low and vulgar : but since the King Of birdes ( the Eagle ) letts you spred a wing So neere his owne , you should put vp such game As fits an Eagle , and pursue the same . And not like rauens , kites , or painted Iayes So'are high , yet light on dunghills , for stinking preyes . Iou. Old Lord you raue . Nar. What sports wood you deuise ? Oct. Most fit for Kings . Were I ( before his eyes ) To present obiects , they should all be rare , Of Romane triumps , laden with the spoiles of warre : Or Lions , and wilde-Beares kill'd by actiue force : Or sea-fights : or land battailes on foote , or horse : Such sights as these , kindle in Kings braue fire , And meeting spirits that dare mount , mount 'em higher , Where apish pastimes lay our soules downe flat , Groueling on earth , base and effemminate . Bri. I haue bowles of this bias too , for your Lordships alley . King . Trundle 'em out before him . Bri. The wodden-leg Souldier , Waites to present you with his show of warre . Oct. I mary my liege . Bri: The Scholler has his deuice , the Mariner his . Oct. These are Kings sports indeed . Bri. Will you see these ? Kin. Faith be it so ; because wee le now rather please Our vncle than our selfe , pray fetch in these . The rest cashere . Spen. Send the fidlers merily home . Bri. And yet pa 'em scuruily ! t is impossible . Iou: And bid the water-bearers clense the citie Ther 's many a foule thing in it . Oct: Marshall 'em in . Bri: I le fetch these worthy spirits in my selfe . No , no , wee le ayde you sir . Iou: March : and giue vs roome . Exeunt . Ki: Sdeath ! if these doting gray-beards might haue their wills , We neuer shall haue ours : let vs crosse them As they crosse vs . Omn: How , how ! Kin: Euery deuice Their Ningles bring in , abuse with scuruie iest , Be et nee're so good . Omn. Agreed . Nar: If Ninies bring away the Nest . Ki: Teach Iouinelli and Brisco when to giue fire . Dromes and trompets sounding , Enter Octauio , Iouinelli , Brisco , Rufman , the Souldier , Scholler , Mariner . Sol. I am a Souldier . Iou: We know that by your legges . Sol. Does my stump grieue you ? Bri. Not if you bestir your slu●panimbly sir . Nar: What hot shot 's this ? Sol. A Souldier sir : that s all : That s more than sir I thinke you dare be Zounds ! baffuld For my limbes lost in seruice ! your noble father Has clapd this buff-ierkin , when this Stump of wood Has vp to th' ' knee stucke three howres in french blood : When such as you , with your Spangled roses , that day Brauely bestird their 〈◊〉 , and ran away : I le stand too t , I . Spen. With one leg . Sol: Yes : with one . Oct: Yong Lords , thus to scorne Souldiers , t is ill don . Kin. Vncle , here s no man scornes 'em ; must we be brau'de By a staring fellow , for a little fighting ? goe . Sol: Fighting ! I cannot halt I , but speake plaine , No King on earth baffalls me , i de baffall againe , Th' whole race of great turkes , had iem i th field : I ha brought With me a hundred Souldiers , ( old Seruitors ) Poore as my selfe in clothes ; picke out fiue hundred Of such silke-stocken men , if they beate vs , hang vs , S'bloud if we tosse not them , hang 's agen : a fort We ha built without , and mand it , this was the sport A Souldier wood ha giuen thee : my one hundred Had taught thee all the rules i' th Schoole of warre . Kin. All this i le read without may me , wound or scarre . Sold. What say you to an Engine , that at once Shall spoile some thirtie men ? Iou: Thirtie men ! nothing . Sold. If nothing ! hast thou bin beate for this ? farewell . Iou. I can fetch twenty fortueners haue don more With a bare goose-quill . Sold. Maist thou but liue , to need a Souldiers arme , That laught to see him bleed . Exit . Bri. You haue lost the day sir , for your Souldiers fly . Kin. Fly to the diuell let 'em . Iou. Your leaders before . Spen. You fight all vnder one cullors ? doe you not ? Scho. Sir : these pleasures to the King which I prefer , Flow from Ioues braine . Nar : Heyda ! here s one has beaten out Ioues braines . Seap. Wud I had thee hung vp at our maine kit . Sch: No Sir Ioues braine , ( Minerua queene of wit ) If all the Muses and the Arts can fit With their high Tunes , such choice and Princely eares , Apollo ( Father to them all ) — appeares — Iou:

Apollo was an Asse ; he let a wench whom he lou'de to be turnd into a Bay-tree , and now shee s glad for a peny to stick Ale-house-windowes , and wynde dead coarses .

Bri. Let Apollo goe and lye with his owne Daughters . K. Are you a Scholler Syr ? Iou.

A school-master as I take it ; and comes to present a verie prettie show of his schollers in broken Latin .

Oct: Can wee be dumb and see this ? Sch: O haples Learning ! Flie and complaine , to Heauen ( where thou wert borne ) That thou ( whome Kings once nursde , ) art now their scorne . Exit . Nar: How blowes the winde Syr ? Seaf : Wynde ! is Nore-Nore-West . Nar: To hoyse your sayles vp too , I thinke t is best . Sea :

A blacke Gust is comming : vp a low-there hey : A young-man vp toth Top-mast-head , and looke-out : stand to your Sayles : stand to your Top-sailes : let goe your Harriars , let goe , amaine louere amaine , quicke , quick , Goodfellowes .

Omn:

Hee s mad .

Sea :

Whoe s at Helme ? beare vp hard : and hard vp : and thou beest a man beare vp ; Star-borde , Port-agein : off with your Drablers , and your Banners ; our with your Courses : Ho , — I spie two Shippes yonder , that yaw too and agen , they haue both sprung a Leake , I thinke the Diuell is sucking Tabaccho , heere s such a Mist : out with your boate , and you Besmen , cut-downe Maste-bith-borde ; beare vp ,

I me a Blunt-fellow you see , All I say is this , You that scorne 〈…〉 , shall a Sea-man misse . Exit . Oct. Now by my life I haue patient stood too long . To see rich merit and loue , payde with base wrong : Learning ! and Armes ! and Traffique ! the triple wall That fortifies a Kingdome , race em downe All ! This Seaman , ( hee that dearest earnes his bread ) Had rigd and mann'd 4 Gallies brauely furnisht , With Souldiers , Rowers , and Fire-workes for a Sea-fight . K. You are full of Squibs too , pray goe fire em all . Oct: Must I bee then cashierde too ? mary and shall . To saue thy sinking Honour , I le send hence These men with thankes , with praise , and recompence . Exit . Omn: Pray doe . K : Braue Shalcan-Bohor , all this while Our eye has followed yours , and seene it smile , ( As t were in scorne ) of what these men could doe , Which made vs slight them off ; to ingrosse you ( Our best and richest prize : ) i th Courts of Kings Through which you ha passd , you ha seene wonders , shew em . Ruff: I shall at opportune howers . If your Grace Arride the toyes , they bragd of ( Fire-workes , And such light-stuffes ) Sit fearelesse without danger Of murdring shot , which villaines might discharge In ( idle counterfet Sea-fights ) you shall see At opening of this hand , a thousand Balles Of wilde-Fire , flying round about the Aire — there . Fire-workes on Lines . Omn: Rare , Rare . K. T is excellent S'death from whence flew they ? Bri. Hell , I thinke . Ion.

Hell ! Nay , if any that are in Hell , skip vp euer so nye Heauen , as these Diuells that spit fire did , I le drinke nothing but Gun-pouder .

Ruff. Ha , ha , a trifle this . Your Scholler there , Come with his Arts and Muses shallow , leaden braine , Your swaggering Souldier , lead a tottered traine Of ruffianly Boote-hallers : I noted all These feasts for Kings : i th garden of varietie The vast world ! you are staru'de midst your satietie , Plucke no one Apple from the golden Tree , But shake the fruite of euery pleasure downe . K. Thanks Bohor ; why else weares a King his Crowne ? K. Shalcan , all Naples shall not buy thee from mee . Ruff. Nor you and these from me . K. Aske what thou wilt haue But to stay here . Ruff. Loe , this is all I craue . K. Thou hast our fast embraces . Ruff. Swift as mans thought , Various delights shall bee each minute borne , And dye as fast that fresh may rise ; wee scorne To serue vp one dish twice ; bee 't nere so rare , Will you that gainst to morrow I prepare A Feast of strange Mirth for you ? K. Deare Bohor doe . Ruff: I shall ; Nor doe I thus your loue pursue , With seruile hopes of Golde , I neede it not : If out the jawes of Hell Golde may bee got Blacke Artes are mine to doo 't ; and what delights Those worke bee yours . K. Thou art gratious in our sight . Exeunt . A Table is set out by young fellowes like Merchants men , Bookes of Accounts vpon it , small Deskes to write vpon , they sit downe to write Tickets , Lurchall with them . 1 Come fellow Lurchall write . Lur. Fuh , Stay not for mee , I shall out-goe you all . 2 I hold 5. Crownes , Wee all leaue you behinde vs . Lur. Don ; but I

Must not leaue you behinde mee ; what paines a poore Diuell takes to get into a Merchant ? hee s so ciuill ,

One of Hell must not know him , with more ease A Diuell may win ten Gallants , then one of these , Yet a Merchants wife , before these ten is wonne To entertaine her Diuell , if Pride be one . But Lurchall , now tha' rt in , and for yeares bound , To play the Merchant , play him right : th' ast found A Master , who more villenie has by hart , Then thou by rote ; See him but play his owne part , And thou doest Hell good seruice ; Barteruile , There s in thy name a Haruest makes mee smile . Bart. Lurchall : — within Omn: My master calls . Lur. I . Enter Barteruile . Men too and fro bring in Bags , & haue Bills . Exit . Bart: Oh , art there ? This day twixt one and two a Gallants bound To pay 400. Crownes to free his Landes Fast morgag'de to mee , Lurchall , got thee vp hye Into my Turret , where thou mayest espie All commers euery way ; if by thy guesse , Thou seest the Gull make hither . Lur. So Syr . Barr. That , his Hower Lye gasping , at the last Minutes ; let him beate at dore , Within I le beate his heart out . Lur: I le let him stand . Bart: Do , take my Watch , go faster . All his Land Is sumd with these two Figures , ( 2. and 1. ) At past one , ( his , ) strike but two , t is mine owne . Lur: I le turne the wheeles : and spin the howers vp faster Bart: The Citie-clockes then strike , and kill thy Master . Would all the Citie-Sextons , at my cost Were drunke this day 4. howres . Lur: Troth so wud I , And wee their Iackesath Clocke-house . Bar: Wee 'de strike merily . Fly vp to 'th topath house , Lur. There sir , I le sit , And croake like a Rauen , to damb thee in hels pit . Exit . Barteruile set amongst his men reading a long scroll . Bar. How goes this moneth ? Omn. Much shorter than the last . Bar. Weddings this moneth 12. thousand : not worth the scoring , But thinke ther 's little marying , we ha so much whoring . Grynding milles so much-vsde ; about the citie Such grinding , yet no more mony ; suites in law , Full brought to an end this moneth , no more but ten : This law will begger vs : had I the bags againe , I bought this combrous office with , the King Should make his best of 't : hee that did farm 't before Had it for lesse than I , yet receiude more . How much remaines of the salt tribute due ? 1. Ser.

7000 . Crownes .

Bar. That s well : a sauorie summe : These our Italian tributes , were well deuisde , Me thinkes t is fit a subiect should not eate But that his Prince from euery dish of meate Should receiue nourishment : for ( being the head ) Why should he pine , when all the body is fed ? Besides , it make vs more to awe a King , When at each bit we are forc'd to thinke on him . Enter a Brauo with mony . 1. Ser.

What payment 's this ?

Bra.

The pension of the Stewes , you neede not vntye it , I brought it but now from the sealers office : ther 's not a peece there , but has a hole in 't , because men may knowe where t was had , and where it will be taken againe : blesse your worship ? Stew-mony sir , Stew-Prunc cash sir .

Bar. They are sure , tho not the soundest pay maisters , Read what s the summe . 1. Ser.

But bare 200 . crownes .

Bra.

They are bare crownes indeede sir , and they came from Animals and vermin that are more bare : wee that are clarkes of these flesh-markets haue a great deale of rotten mutton lying vpon our hands , and finde this to bee a sore payment .

Bar. Well , well , the world will mend . Bra. So our surgeons tell 'em euery day ; but the pox of mendment I see . Bar. Doe not your gallants come off roundly then ? Bra.

Yes sir , their haire comes off fast enough , we turne away crack't french crownes euery day . I haue a suite to your worship in behalfe of all our dealers in small wares , our freewhores sir , you know my meaning .

Bar. If your whores are knowne , what s thy suite ? Bra.

I should haue brought a petition from 'em , but that t is put off sir , till clensing-weeke , that they may all be able to set to their hands , or else a whores marke .

Bar. Well , well , what s their request ? Bra.

Mary sir , that all the shee-tobacco-shops , that creepe vp daily in euery hole about the Citie , may bee put to scilence .

Bar. Why pray thee honest fellow ? Bra.

I thanke your good worship , I had not such a sweete bit giuen me this 7 yeeres , honest fellow : marry sir I le open to you your suppliants cases : they that had wont to spend a crowne about a smocke , haue now their delight dog-cheape , but for spending one quarter of that mony in smoake : besides sir , they are not contented to robbe vs of our customes only , but when their pipes are fowle with spitting and driueling in those foresaide shops , they haue no place to burne 'em in , but our houses .

Bar. Draw their petition , and wee le see all cur'de . Bra.

Let a frost come first sir : I thanke your venerable worship ; the pox gnaw out so many small guts as haue payde thee crownes .

Exit . Enter Lurchall running . Lur. The tyd 's against you sir , the crownes are come . Bar. How goes my watch ? Lur. As most watches vse to goe sir , sleepily , heauily . Bar: Not reach'd to one yet ; wert thou to be hangd , The hower had gallop'd . Lur. I spurd it all that I could . Bar. S'death keek his howre , heauen helpe poore Citizens , If Gentlemen grow thus warie : let him in . Exit Lurchall . Barren now , that hast in craft so fruitfull bin . Your businesse sir to me . Enter with 2. Gentlemen . 1. Gent. Doe you not know me sir ? Bar. No in good truth sir . 1. Gent: To know you I am bold sir , You haue lands of mine in morgage , this is my day , And here s your crownes . Bar. Signior Innocentio ; My memorie had quite lost you , pray sit both , A bowle of wine here . 1. Gent. Sir it shall not neede : Please you to fetch my euidence , whil'st we tell . Bar. What needes this forward spring ? faith two moneths hence Had bin to me as welcome . 1. Gent. Sir I thanke you . 2. Gent. Your hower drawes on Signior Innocentio , Bar. Goe beate a drumme i th garret , that no tongues Of clockes be heard but mine . Lur. Little past one . Bar. Winde , winde . Lur. Thus wind'st thou to damnation . 2. Gent. I le part with none sir , pardon me , till I see Your writings : will you fetch the euidence sir . Bar. What euidence sir , haue I of yours ? 1. Gent. My friend sir , whose mony hee lends me to redeeme my morgage . Bar. Which you would haue for your securitie . 2. Gent. T is so sir ? Bar.

No sir Innocentio , To morrow on your bare word will I lend you 30. crownes more : I loue you sir , and wish you beware whose hands you fall into : the worlds a serpent .

2. Gent. This does but spend the hower sir , will you take your mony ? Bar. With all my heart . 1. Gent. Let him see my writings then . Bar. Haue you such couenant from mee ? I remember none . 1. Gent. Your conscience is sufficient couenant sir . Bar. Ha! what s that conscience ? I know no law-termes I , Talke to me as to Citizen . 2. Gent. Wee le dally no longer ; We knew what snake would sting vs , and therefore brought Our medcine gainst his venome : you le keepe the writings , And wee le i th Court of conscience tender your crownes , Whither this writ does summon you . Lur. A fox , and ore-taken ? Bar. Serue writs vpon me , yet keepe my mony too ? Dull slaue hast thou no braine ? Lur. Braine ! trye this . Bar. Peace . 2. Gent. Will you as fits a Christian giue vs in What is our right , and take your crownes sir yet ? Bar. T is good to try mens patience , fetch me downe Exit Lur. Those writing on my pillow , there they ha slept These two howers for you : must not friends iest ? ha ! Both . Yes sir : let your men tell , iust 400. crownes . Bar. Besides the vse . 1. Gent. The vse is there too . Bar. Hold : I le take it without telling , put it vp . Both . Not till we see the writings . Enter Lurchall . Bar. Dare you touch it ? Both . Dare ! yea sir , and dare stab him to the heart , Offers to take it from vs : Bar. Who stabs first ? Flings mony amongst it . Now touch it if you dare : ther 's gold of mine , And if they lay one finger on 't , cry theeues , They come to rob me , touch it if you dare . 1. Gen. Dambde wretch , thou wilt goe quicke to hell I feare . Aur No sir , the diuell shall fetch me when I goe . Lur. That all my errand . 2. Gent. We are cheated both . Bar. Proceede , in your chancery suite , I haue begun your bill . Humbly complayning . 1. Gent. Of thee villaine He complaine That sels thy soule for mony , diuels on earth dwell , And men are no where , all this world is hell . Exeunt . Bar. I kisse thy forhead , my wittie Oedipus That canst vnfold such riddels : one ringes . Exit . 1. Seruant . Lur. Sir , I am bound To doe you all seruice , till I you all confound . 1. Ser.

Maister Siluerpen the procter sir , sends word , if you come not in to morrow and personally depose your payment of the 200. crownes , you le be non-suited .

Bar. That is a law-draught goes downe coldly . Lur. Why sir ? T is but your swearing the mony is payde . Bar.

If oathes had back-dores to come in at , without danger of damnation , to catch a mans soule by th back , swearing were braue .

1. Ser. What answere shall I giue the Proctors man ? Lur. Tell him my maister shall come in and sweare . Exit . and Enters . Bar. Doe , tell him : on thee I le build : now all my feare , Is for apparance at the Chancellors Court , No trick to saue that ? Lur. I haue a braue one for t . Exit . 1. for wine : bring 't in . Bring in a pottle of wine : will Carlo here my fellow , Depose a truth if he see it , to helpe his maister ? Bar. What thou not honest Carlo ? 2. Ser. Yes sir . 1. Ser. Here 's the wine . Enter with wine . Lur. Set this to your head anon sir , when t is there Away you , and to morrow thou mai'st sweare Before the Chancelor , and sweare true , if hee Were in that case thou leftst him , t were in vaine To hope he could liue , till thou camst back againe . All Knights a' th Post learne this trick : the fits vpon me now . Lur.

Take a good draught , t will helpe you sir : It gulpes , hee s almost breathles Carolo ; away .

Car. I am gon . Exit . Lur. Hee s gon , hee s gon sir . Bar. One gulpe more had choaked me ; This wine had washed my feares off , tha 'st giuen mee power To make me doate vpon thee . Carolo s gon . Lur. Yes and will sweare his heart out , to your good . Sweare let him ; bee thy selfe and hee dambde too . Bar. So I may get by it . In my bosome sleepe ( My doue , my loue , ) prosper but thou and I , Lur. And let all els sinck . Bar. Let 'em : so I kisse gold , The yongmans whore , the saint of him that sold . Exeunt . Enter Prior , Alphege Hillary , and Friers with pruning kniues , spades , &c. met by Subprior , and Shackle-soule . Sub. Whither ( mad-men ) run you ? Omn. To our Vines . Sub. Your Vines ? ( The tree of sin and shame ? ) this Serpent here , Has with that liquorish poison , so set on fire The braines of Nicodeme and Siluester , That they in drunken rage haue stabd each other . Pri. Stabd ! Shac: Yes , they bleede a little , but haue no harme , Their yong blood with the grapes Iuice being made ( warme , They brawld and struck , but I kept off the blowes , Yet the Subprior saies from me their quarrell rose . Sub. It did . Shac. In very deede ( for I not sweare ) It did not sir : to me you malice beare , As if that all such mischife don , were mine , But cause your selfe shall see how I repine To see vice prosper , pardon me good Lord Prior ▪ If I a tell-tale be of what mine eyes Beheld with water in them : sin will rise In holy sircles I see sometimes . Pri: What sin ? Sub: What hast thou seene ? Shac: Wud present I had not beene , But till I vtter it , my clogd conscience beares ▪ A man vpon a woman . Omn: Ha . Shac: I speak 't in teares : Scumbroth our cooke , and a female I beheld Kissing in our orchard : on her lippes he dwelld I thinke some halfe howre . Sub: Shame to our reuerend order ! A woman in our couent ! Sin black as murder . Pri: Our cooke shal be seuerely punished : a woman , A tempter here . Omn: Abhominable ! Rush , thou l't rebuke sin . Shac: Tho my Lord I 'me bad , I 'me not giuen that way . Pri: Let vs some plagues inuent to lay on this lecherous knaue . Shac: Some light punishment ( Good my Lord Prior ) suppose t were your owne fault , Whip as you woud be whipd , the best 's naught . Sub: He shal be punisht , and then loose his place . Pri. That sir shall be as we will : to our Vines : away . Sub. For shame giue or'e , dare you prophane this day That is to holy vses consecrate ? Pri. Why ? what day is this ? Omn. Lambert the marter . Pri. No matter , To vex thee deeper , this whole day wee le spend , Onely about our Vines . Sub. You vex not me , But heauen : what warrants you to this ? Pri. Our will . Sub. Thou hast thy will , thy wish thou ne're shalt haue , In sight of heauen who sees and punishes Mens blacke impieties ; And in sight of these ( Sharers in thy full sin : ) And in his sight , T' expresse whose vilenes , there 's no epithite . Pri. No matter what he saies Rush . Shac. I 'me knowne what I am . Sub: To thee I prophecie , ( vitious old man to thee , Who er'st with lift-vp-hands , and downe-bowed knee , Seemest to' haue had worke in heauen : now ( full of spite , Onely to eate a liquorish appetite ; Digst our religious wales vp , planting there Luxurious fruits to pamper belly-cheere ▪ ( For all thy paines to dresse it , ) of this Vine Thy lustfull lips shall neuer tast the wine . Pri. Distracted foole , in stead of my iust anger , Thou onely hast my pittie : thou prophecie ? Omn. Ha , ha . Sub. Laugh on , but since nor prayers preuaile not teares , I le powre my griefe into my Princes cares . Exit . Shac. Hee le goe and complaine to the King . Pri. Let him complaine , Kings cannot Subiects of their foode restraine , Away . Exeunt : Manet Shackle-soule . Shac. Ingender sin with sin ; that wines rich heate May bring forth Lust , Lust murder may beget , But here strike saile , this barke awhile hale in , And lanch into the deepe , a brighter sin : Ho , Glitterbacke , ascend , to shackle-soule , To shackle-soule ascend , ho Glitterbacke ; Thou richest spirit , thrust vp thy golden head From hell thus hie : when ? art imprisoned In misers chests so fast thou canst not come ? Or fearst thou theeues , or cutpurses ? here be some Can saue thee from their fingers : when ? Arise ; And dazle th' approching night with thy glistring eyes . Glitt: Here . A golden Head ascends . Shac: How thou sweatst with comming ? Saue me those drops ( Golds pure Elipar ) stilling from thy lockes : Shake from thy browes and hayre that golden showre , So : get home : quicke : ( to hell ) least hell grow poore , If Richmens pawes once fasten thee , and beware It'n way thou meetst no Lawyers : thei le pull thee bare , Hence : downe . Glitt. I me gon . Descendit . Shac. Coole night will call Frier Clement forth anon : Angels , be you his strong temptation : Wines lustfull fires him warme not : At this spring , ( Scornde by the rest for him , ) spred thy gilt wing , Full in his eye ; As he drinks water downe In streames of Auarice , let his weake soule drowne . Exit . Enter the King , Narcisco , Brisco , Spendola , Iouinelli , Rufman , followed by Astolfo . Ast. I doe beseech your Highnes , yet turne backe And comfort the sad Lady , whose faire eyes Are worne away with weeping . Iou. If her eyes be worne away , what should a man doe With a blind wife ? kill her with flyes ? Kin: I cannot abide a woman that s fond of me . Spen. Nor I . Nar. I would loue a woman but as I loue a walnut , to cracke It , and peele it , eate the meate , and then throw away the Shell . Iou.

Or as noble-men vse their great horses , when they Are past seruice : sell 'em to brewers and make 'em drey-horses : So vse a woman .

Ast. So so . Ruf.

The Indians are warme without clothes , and a man Is best at ease without a woman : or if your Highnes must 〈…〉 haue one , haue factors to buy the fairest , doate not any , 〈…〉 the turke , regard none , yet keepe many . 〈…〉 You heare the Iuries verdit . 〈…〉 whose foreman 's the diuell ? 〈…〉 counsell thee to thy destruction .

Kin. Destruction ? why ? the heauen can abide but one sun , I hope we on earth may loue many mens daughters ▪ Tell Erminhilda so : send her home to the duke her father : And tell him too , because the disease of mariage Brings the stone with it , I hate a woman ; I loue not To be cut : inclosde grounds are too rancke . Ruf. Best feeding on the Commons then . Will you not mary this chast Lady then ? Kin. No sir , and will you now my reason haue ? A womans is an insatiate graue . Wherein hee 's dambd that lyes buried . Our On , on , away . Ruf. Braue battailes I fight you , but i le win the day . Exeunt . Manet , Astolpho , Enter Octauio and Ermynhilda . Erm. I heard the storie , tell 't not or'e againe , T were crueltie to wound men , being halfe slaine . Oct. T is crueltie too much , and too much shame That one of your high birth , youth , beautie , name , And vertues shining bright , should hence be sent ( Like some offender into banishment ) Abusde by a King , and his luxurious traine , Of parasites , knaues , & fooles , ( a kingdomes bane , ) For them , by him not carde for ; you came not so , But as his bride , his Queene , and bedfellow . Erm. And yet am neither , from my fathers court Came I ( being sude by Princes too ) for this ? To see him , his subiects scorne , and my selfe his ? Once thought I that his loue had bin ( as fate ) Vnmoueable ; and is t now turn'd to hate ? Yes , yes , hee s wauering as the running streame , And far more ydle than a mad-mans dreame . Ast. Send to the duke your father , let him inforce Your plighted mariage . Erm. Worse than a diuorce No : to his eyes since hatefull I am growne , I le leaue his Court and him , and dye vnknowne . Exit . Ast. All runnes I see to ruine . Oct. If he persue , These godles courses , best we leaue him too , That land to it selfe must a quick downefull bring , Whose King has lost all , but the name of King . Exeunt . Enter Subprior with an earthen pot , and a lanthorne ; Scumbroath with him with a peice . Sub. Get thee to bed thou foolish man and sleepe . Scu.

How ? Sleepe ? no sir no , I am turnd a tyrant and cannot sleepe :

I stand centinell perdu , and somebody dyes if I sleepe , I am possest with the diuell and cannot sleepe . Sub. What diuell possesses thee ? Scu.

The fencers diuell ▪ a fighting diuell ; Rush has committed a murder vpon my body , and his carcas shall answere it ; the cock of my reuenge is vp .

Sub. Murder ! what murder ? Scu.

He has taken away my good name , which is flat manslaughter , and halfe hangd me , which is as much as murder , he told the Lord Prior and you that I was kissing a wench : It s a lye , I giue him the lye , and he shall fight with me at single pistall against my caliuer , do I looke like a whoremonger ? when haue you seene a wencher thus Diary as I am : Rush thou diest for this treason against my members concupiscentiallitie .

Sub. Thou wut not kill him , wut thou ? Scu.

No , but I le make him know what t is to boile a cooke in 's owne grease .

I am scalding hot ; I am chargd with furie , I carie a heart-burning within me . I kisse a whore ? I shall haue boyes cry out to me , now who kist Mary ? No Rush , Scumbroth shall giue thee suger pellets to eate , I will not be danc'de vpon .

Sub. Let me perswade thy peace of minde to night , Get thee to rest , if Rush haue thee belide , Reioyce , by wrongs to haue thy patience tride . He shall forgiuenes aske thee . Scu.

Let me but haue one blow at s head with my cleauer I th kitchin , and I freely forgiue him , or let me bownce at him .

Sub. These bloudie thoughts will dam thee into hell . Scu.

Doe you thinke so ? what becomes of our roaring boyes then that stab healths one to another , doe you thinke they will be dambd vp too ?

Sub. I thinke so , for I know it , deere sonne to prayer , Two sinnes beset thee , murder , and despaire , I charge thee meete me at my cell anon , To saue thee will I spend my orison . In name of heauen I charge thee to be gon . Suc.

Well sir ▪ the cold water of your counsell has laid the neate of my furie : he had met with his match , but I wil shoote off my anger , I will be gon , and why ? Looke you , because the moone is vp and makes hornes at one of vs ; As the noblemans coach is drawne by foure horses , the knights by two , & the cuckold by three , euen so am I drawne away with none at all . Vale , Bonos Noches : I am possest still : It buzzes , here . Vale .

Exit . Sub. Blest star of light , stucke there to illuminate This world darkned or'e with sin : thou watchest late , To guide mans comming home , shewing thereby Heauens care of vs , seeing how we tread awry We haue two great lights for midnight and for noon , Because blacke deeds at no time should be don . All haile to thee ( now my best guide ) be giuen , What needs I earths candle , hauing the lamp of heauen ? Now Benedicite ? where am I ? Enter rush . Rush. O whether am I going ? which way came I ? Ah wellada , I come to fill my pot , With water not with thee ; thou art misbegot . Else wouldst thou not lye there ; what Orphans blood Hast thou suckt out , to make this golden flood ? None drinke this well but I , how is it than Thou thus way-lay'st me , ( theefe to the soule of man ? Would some poore wretch ( by losse of law vndone ) Had thee : goe doe him good : me canst thou none . My wholesome cup is poysond , it flowes or'e With mans damnation ( gold , ) drinke there no more Shac. Not tast what all men thirst for ? old and so braue , When mony assaults , one combat more I le haue . Enter Scumbroth . Scu. So , ho , ho , father , Subprior . Sub. Whoe s there ? what art thou callst me ? Scu. One that feeds the hungry , the cooke sir , Scumbroth . Sub. Come hither , I haue for thee a golden prize . Shac. Ha ha : hee le take it . Villaines and fooles will ha gold , ( tho got from hell , ) But they who doe so , ( as thou shalt ) pay for 't well . Exit . Scu.

But stay , father Subprior , before we goe one step farder , what doe you thinke I haue done since I went from you ?

Sub. No hurt I hope , say hast thou ? Scu.

Hurt ? If I did hurt in that , how much harme doe Almanake makers , who lye coldly quiuering at it all the yeare long ? I did doe nothing but stand staring at the man in the moone .

Sub. And what good thoughts bred that within thee ? Scu.

This : I thought to my selfe , what a happy fellow that man in the moone was , to see so many fooles and knaues here below , and yet neuer to be troubled with 'em , nor meddle with 'em .

Sub. Hee s happy that meddles not with this world indeed . Scu.

If that man in the moone should write a prognostication , oh he should not neede to tell astronomicall lyes to fill his booke , nor talke in gibrish no man vnderstands , of Quartiles , Aspects , Stations , Retrogradations , Peragrations ; Centricall , Eccentricall , Cosmicall , Acronicall , and such Palquaicall , Solar , Lunar , Lunaticall vaulting ouer the railes of heauen , that no Christian dare looke vpon their tricks , for feare his wit breake his necke .

Sub. Thou putst into a Sea , thou canst not sound , Ignorance still is foe to Arts profound . Come hither man , come hither . Scu.

Arts profound , Arts make men as very asses as women doe , I haue no Art , and yet I knowe this Moone that shines to night , sees more than you or I doe , for all your spectacles .

Sub. True , t is the eye of heauen . Scu.

Which of the eyes ? t is but the left eye : and the Sun is the right : and yet the left sometimes sees more than the right , and the right as much as the left , there 's paxonisme for you father globicall paxonisme .

Sub. I vnderstand thee not . Scu.

No , why here s the oyster opend , I say the Sun sees much knauery in a yere , & the Moone more in a quarter ▪ the Moone sees men caryed by a quarelling watch to prison , and the Sun sees the constable and the booke-keeper share fees the next morning .

Sub. That s not well . Scu.

Yes , but they sweare t is well : the Moone sees bastards come bawling into the world , & the Sun sees 'em shifted and shuffled in dossers , away to nurse , & that s the cause we haue so many dosser-heads : the Moone sees old curmudgeons come reeling from Tauerns with sipping of halfe pintes of Sack , and the Sun sees the same churles the next day , soberly cutting any mans throate for a pennie .

Sub. Enough of this : come hither : looke what here lyes . Scu.

What here lyes : mary , father Subprior , the diuell and some Vsurers mony haue bin here at their lecherie , and see what goodly children they haue begot : if you will i le keepe the bastards at nurse .

Sub. I am content that halfe this gold he thine , ( If it bee ask'd for neuer , for t is not mine , ) So thou wilt promise tother halfe to giue To such as I appoint . Sub. By this gold I will lay it out brauely , as you appoint me . Sub. Looke not to prosper ; if thou dealst amisse ; Good workes are keyes opening the gates of blisse , That golden key , thou in that heape maist find ; If with it thou relieue the lame , sick , blind ▪ & hungry Scu. I will doe it I protest . Sub. One halfe bestow'd so , take thy selfe the rest . So fare thee well . Exit . Scu.

Farewell good father , a foole : I le giue the blinde a dog to lead 'em , the lame shall to the whipping-post , the sick shall dye in a cage , and the hungry leap at a crust : I seede roagues , the pox shall : the world is changde : a begger yesterday , and full of gold to day : an asse to day , and a prow'd scab to morrow .

Glit :

Stay : stand . — Golden head ascends .

Scu:

Stand : cannot a Gentleman grow rich , but he must keepe knaues about him ?

Glit :

That gold is none of thine .

Scu.

But all the craft in that great head of yours cannot get it out of my fangers . Zounds who the diuel art thou ?

Gilt.

A spirit sent vp from hell to make thee rich .

Scu.

Thanke hell for it : hell makes worse foole rich in a yeere .

Gilt.

That gold I laide there for thee .

Scu.

When doe you lay againe , that I may haue more of these egges ?

Glit.

Spend those I charge thee first .

Seu

Yes , Head .

Glit.

And brauely I charge thee .

Scu.

What neede you be at such charges , I le doe 't : but shall the poore be a pennie the better for me , as the old fellow charge me , yea , or no ?

Gilt.

No . ● Within ?

Shac.

No .

Scu.

Whos 's that ?

Gilt.

T is thine owne Genius cryes vnto thee no .

Scu.

My Genius , I am a cooke , my Genius then belike is a scullion ; but when this is spent , can my Genius tell mee whither I shall haue more .

Shac.

More .

Flat

More .

1.

More .

within . 2.

More .

In a big voice . Scu.

Because my Genius keepes company with a great man , I le take all their wordes ; and his bond .

Glit. When thou hast spent all that : I charge thee come To the blacke tree , that stands in Naples groue , Clymbe boldly to the top , and keepe fast hold , For there i le rayne on thee a showre of gold , If what thou seest there , thou to any tell , Diuels shall teare thee . Shac. Away . Omn. Away . Seu Farewell . Exit . Enter Shacklesoule laughing . Shac.

Ha , ha ! downe downe bright spirit , thou wut bee mist anon , hell mynt stands ydle .

Glit. Loose not that foole . Shac. Be gon . Glit. Haue care to meete at next infernall court : The day drawes nye . — Goes downe . Shac. I thanke thee for this spirit . Exit . Enter K. Rufman , Narcisso , Spendola , Brisco , Iouinelli . K.

You that complaine gainst Barteruile , ( receiuer of all our tribute-monies ) speak your wrongs ; nay you haue deaff'd our cares too much already , hee does confesse your crownes ( payde and receiude ) but to giue backe your writings ther 's no clause , If them you le win , fight it out by our lawes .

Bar. I humbly thanke your highnes . A gratious doome . 1. Gent. One day to try this plea , to hel thow lt come . Ex. 2. K. To th next , we ha businesse of our owne , to th' next : O Barteruile ! for these 200 . crownes . Bar. I payde 'em to that man . Far. Now afore the King And his Lords here , thou liest : th' ast payde me none . K. Your choller s sirra too hye . Far. Tho my collar stand So hye , it scarce beares vp this falling band . Thou say'st thow lt sweare th' ast payd it : vds nailes sweare so , And the fowle feende goe with 't : 200. crownes ? I ha lost as much at loggets : sweare but to reuel , And spend 't in hel , gallop thee and that to th' diuel . Far. Man wherefore doest not sweare ? K. Reach me a booke . Bar. Let me before I sweare , on my notes look , I le tell you the very day ; pray hold my staffe , Till I draw out my false eyes . Far. Draw thy heart out an 't wut : thou maist wel say thy false eyes . Bar. The day : August , 14. Far. That s now , be damed , and so away . Bar. On this day ( August , 14. ) I sweare I payde Into these hands , 200. crownes in gold . Far. Zounds not in siluer : by this booke I had none . K. One of you two is periuriously forsworne . Far. He , he , as I am true Curstian man . Iou. He sweares , To your owne hands he payde them . Bar. Else let that eye , Which sees me play false , scourge my periury With fearefull stripes . Far. O iustice I falne downe dead ▪ Lurchall & Rufman about him , Wud I had lost all ▪ tho I had bin cozened , Rather than thou thy soule . Omn . He bleedes at mouth . Far. See his staffe ( beating the earth , for heauen loues truth Is burst in shiuers , and that gold he swore Was pay'd to me , lyes scattred on the flore . Ruff. He comes againe , the diuell will not receiue him . K. Take him away , wee le punish him for this cryme . Ruff. Beg his office : you a Courtier ? 〈◊〉 . I haue a suite to your highnes . K. What is t count Spendola ? Lur. Maister , looke vp man , In this black trance had thy soule flyen away , I had wrought hard and made a holliday . Ruff. Loose not a minute ( pue-fellow ) leaue him not yet , I haue whales here too , lye playing in the net . Exit . Far. I le take this gold at venture , ( sweete yong King , ) For all this hel-hound owes me . K. Doe , and be gone . Far. I am pay'd : the diuels turn'd puritane I feare , He hates ( me thinkes ) to heare his own child sweare . Exit . K. The office of this periurde Barteruile , I frankly giue away , diuiding it To the Count Spendola , and our worthy friend Braue 〈◊〉 here ; farme it to whom you please . Both . We thanke your Highnes . Spun Who bids most , he buyes it . K. If to his life ▪ the diuel giues longer lease , To build more worke for hel ; goe see , & from him 〈…〉 of what he owes vs . Ruff . That strict account I le take . Exit . K. Show him no fauour . Enter Octavio with petitions . Oct. If now thou art a iust King , keepe thy word , With thy poore subiects . K. How now vncle ? why Oct. This is thy day to heare the poore mans crye : And yonder s crying enough , at thy Court gates ; Fiue hundred 〈◊〉 heads , and scarce 10, good hats , Yet haberdashers too , of all trades some , Crying out they are vndon . Omn. Vndon , by whom ? Oct. Mary , looke : by such as you are , who goe gay , Weare 't out , booke downe more , set to their hands but neuer pay ; Neuer in deare yeares was there such complayning Of poore staru'd seruants , or ( when plagues are raigning ) Mourne orphans so and widdowes , as those doe That owe these sorrowfull papers . K. Pray how can I To their complainings adde a remedy ? Oct. I le tell thee how : are any here in debt To Merchants , Mercers , Taylors ? let 'em iet In their owne sattins , pay for what they ha tane , And these will goe lesse braue , tother lesse complaine . Omn. Ha ha ! Oct. The mightie wrongs the weake , the rich the poore , This man should haue his owne , could he greaze more His too-fat lawyer ; that wretch for 's coate does sue , But his coat 's gon , and his skin flead off too , I st his purse bee ore-match'd : these grosse impure And ranck diseases , long vnto thy cure , Thy word 's in pawn for t , these are the poores cryes , How wilt thou stop their throates ? K. With halters . Omn. Hang 'em . Oct. Hang 'em ! any halters here list so set down ? This law-booke speakes not so , yet t is thine own . K. Still brauing me with this ? burne it . Oct. Yes doe . If you burne all the weeke , burne saterday too : Doe one good dayes-deed first , read poore mens plaints . K. Hels plagues confound 'em : in their heads and thine Vex me no more . Oct. I warrant thee i le saue mine . Meetes the Sub. Holy Saint pardon me , ( las good father , my braine So wilde is I forgot thee , but i le to him againe ,

T is but an old mans head off . King take it , i le speake whilest this stands on my shoulders .

K. But that you are . — Oct.

An honest man , thou●'st haue this , ô I beseeke thy attention to this Reuerend sub●Prior ,

Who plaines against disorders of this House ; Where once Deuotion dwelt and Charitie , Ther 's Drunkennesse now , Gluttonie , and Lecherie , Tell thou the Tale . Sub: Bad Storie soone is tolde ; Because t is foule , that Leafe does all infolde , Their sinnes grow hye , and fearefull , and strike at Heauen , Punish them THOV , whose power from thence is giuen . K , Your Friers so lustie ! Iou: All the Barbers in Naples tell newes of that Priorie . Bris:

I would your Grace would let me purge this house of her infection ; bestowe the Liuings of it on mee , I le sweeten it in one Moneth .

Iou: Hee le lay it in ▪ Lauender . K.

The Couent , the Demeasnes , Immunities , Rents , Customes , Chartres , what to this house of Baall soeuer is belonging — Brisco t is thine .

Oct:

Wut rob the Church too , ( Now th' ast nothing left ▪ scarce for thy selfe ? )

Sub: O heauen for-fend such theft ! K. Bestowe it at thy pleasure . Oct. Woe to those dayes , When to raise Vpstarts , the poore CHVRCH decayes . Sub: Call backe thy gift ( ô King ) and ere these eyes Behold vnhallowed hands to Tyrannize Where many a good man hys his Orisons said , And many a Requiem bene sung out for the Dead , ( Till I am thrust out by Death ) ô let mee haue My dwelling there , there let me dig my Graue , With mine owne Nayles , ( shut vp from worldly Light , Betweene two walls , ) and dye an Anchoryte . K : I referre you to your Patron there . Rris : That s I : Shew mee first where your Abbey-gold sleeps , then goe dye . Sub: I feare RELIGIONS Fall : Alacke I see This world 's a Cittie built by the most Hie , But kept by man , ( GODS ) greatest enemie . Exit . Oct: Let ill-Newes flye together , thou art full of teares , But I more full of woes , of cares , of feares . Exit . Enter Astolphe . K. S'death shall wee haue yet faire weather ? Iou. Heere s one storme more . Ast: Calabrias Duke demaunds of you a Daughter . K. Let me but lye with 's wife , I le giue him a Sonne . Ast. Hee sends for Erminghild . K. Deliuer her . Ast. Shee s not to be found . K. Ya 're an olde Foole , To aske for that which is not . Ast. Thus hee sayes , Denie her and looke for warres . K. So goe your wayes . Ast. I 'me quickly gone . Exit . Enter Ruffman and Barteruile . K. With Sacke i le sweare you are , This was short and sweete , — Seemes then we shal ha warres , Bohor , the Drumme must ▪ scolde , the Canon thunder : Fighting about a wench . Omn : Tush , that s no wonder , K. Who bayld him out of 〈…〉 Out of mine eye . Ruff: I neuer begd before , Pardon his crime ( I intreate ) and backe restore Both your hye fauour to him , and his place . Bar. Let me want life , rather then want your Grace . Spen. Doe you thinke I le loose the Kings gift ? Bar: I le send you Golde . Spen: That stops my mouth , pray let him still Sir hold , This Office of Receiuer , I resigne That part which I haue in it . Ruff. And I all mine . K. Sirra , thanke these Lords . K. I shall their loues deserue . K.

Barteruile , wee haue warres , I le haue thee lend mee some ▪ 30000 . Chicquines at least .

Bar. Take all my Golde . K. Wel , get you home with your bags sir , wee le make bold . Bart: Your Maiestie shall haue what bags you will , Bags onely , but I le keepe my money still . Exit . Enter Octauio and Astolphe . K. Now Shalcan , some newe Spirit . Ruff. A thousand wenches Stark-nak'd , to play at Leap-frog . Omn: Oh rare sight ! Iou: Your vncle . K. Sdeath , still haunted with this gray sprite . Oct: You need no Taylors now , but Armorers , There s a deere reckoning for you all to pay , About a Ladie ; the Calabrian Duke Is on a March : the Lightning flashes now , You le heare the cracke anone . Before the starre To call whome vp , the wakefull Cocke doth sing Bee twice more seene abroad ; At your Citie gates The Diuells purseuant will beate ( the Canon ) Will these briske leaders ( stucke with Estridge-feathers ▪ ) Goe braue your enemie now , and beate his backe ? Saue thee , thy Kingdome , and themselues from wracke ? K : Dotard , I scorne to take prescription From any breath to which ours is supreame , Stood Diuels with fire-works on your battlements , A thousand Armed Ioues at your proude walls Hurling forked Thunder , and the gates rambd vp With piles of Citizens heads , our spring-tyde pleasures No aduerse windes , no Torrent shall resist ▪ Midst flames wee le dance , and dye a Nerenist . Exit . Omn: Fight you , y are good for nothing else . Exeunt . Ast. They mocke vs . Oct. All starke mad : let vs be wise , And flye from buildings falling to 'th surer side , If wee can his safety , if not , ( our owne prouide . ) Exeunt . Enter Barteruile like a Turke ; — Lurchall . Bar. Thou hadst like t' ha sent mee swearing into Hell , I le weaue my Nettes my selfe , how doest thou like mee ? Is not this habite Turke-Merchant-like ? Lur: A meere Turke sir , none can take you for lesse . Bar: King borrow 30000 . Chequines of mee ! ha , ha ! Lur: But pray sir , what is t turnes you into a Turke ? Bar: That , for which manie their Religion , Most men their Faith , all chaunge their honestie , Profite , ( that guilded god ) Commoditie . Hee that would grow damnd-Rich , yet liue secure , Must keepe a case of Faces , sometimes demure . Sometimes a grum-surly sir , now play the Iewe , Then the Precisian ; Not a man wee le viewe . But varies so . My selfe , ( of bashfull nature ) Am thus supplyed by Arte . Lur. Mine owne deere creature . But sit , your Aymes , and endes in this . Bar. Mary these — A hundred thousand-Florens fill my Coffers , Some of it is mine owne , and some the Kings , Some taken vp at vse of sundry Merchants , To pay at six six monthes , on mine owne band , ) Sue that , I le keepe the monies in my hand . Lur. You le breake sir . Bar. Not mine owne necke , but their backes ; To get their monies , Bartaruile must die , Make will , name an executer , which am I . Lur. Rare ! Bar.

Giuen out his kinsman , lately imployed him in Turky .

Lur. What will hence befall ? Bar. Like an executer will I cozen all . Make creditors Orphans , and widowes spend those teares They sau'de from their late husbands burialls ; They get not ij. d. i t'h pound . Lur. Thei le tell the King . Bar. The King ? ha ha : the King is going this way ; He meanes to borrow , ( If the warres holds ) my gold : yes : when to morrow . All debts of mine , on him shall be conferd , i ha breifes and tickets which from time to time Shew what large summes his minions ha fetcht from me , His tribute mony has payd it , that 's no matter , The world bites these dead , whom aliue they flatter . And so must I ; then giue it out I left A compleate state , but the Kings death bereft Me of those summes he owde . Lur. Say the King preuailes . Bar. With that wind must I likewise shift my saile : And where the fox gets nothing , will turne Ape , Make legges , crouch , kisse my paw , present some stale Deuice of vertues triumph to expresse How much I ioy him safe , with nothing lesse . Lur. But how can you excuse your turning Turke ? Bar. Easiest of all : I le sweare , this saude my life , Pursued by kennells of barking creditors : For my much loue to him , and thus being forcde To walke obscure , my credit fell to wracke , Want of returne made all my factors breake , In parts remote ; to recompence which losse , And that with safetie I may giue direction To my disturbd state , craue I the Kings protection . Lur. Protection ! what s that ? Bar. A merchant , and yet know'st not What a protection is ? I le tell thee . Lur. Pray sir , for I neuer broke with any man . Bar. It is a buckler of a large fayre compasse Quilted within with Fox-skinnes : In the midst A pike sticks out , ( sometimes of two yeeres long , And sometimes longer . ) And this pike keepes off Serieants and Bailiffs , Actions , and Arrests : T is a strong charme gainst all the noisome smels Of Counters , Taylors , garnishes , and such hels ; By this , a debtor craizde , so lustie growes , He may walke by , and play with his creditors nose . Vnder this buckler , here i le lye and fence . Lur. You haue out-reacht me . Bar. I le out-reache the diuell : But I tempt danger : goe thou and fetch some Frier As if ( at point of death , ) I did desire , ( No , Barteruile did desire ( to make confession : If any creditors beate , or raile at dore , Vpstarts this Turke and answeres them . Lur. Why fetch I a Frier ? Bar. I haue a reaching plot in that ( boy ) hasten , That we may smile in our securer port : Seeing others sea tost : why t is but a sport For him that s safe , to see the proud waues swallow Whole fleetes of wretched soules : it needes must follow , Nature sent man into the world , ( alone , ) Without all company , but to care for one , and that i le doe . Lur. True Citie doctrine sir . Bar. Away , thy hast , our richest loue shall earne , Lur. I came to teach , but now ( me thinkes ) must learne . Enter Scumbroth like a begger . Exeunt Scu.

What saies the prodigall child in the painted cloth ? when all his mony was spent and gon , they turnd him out vnnecessary ; then did hee weepe and wist not what to don , for he was in 's hose and doublet verily , the best is , there are but two batches of people moulded in this world , that s to say Gentlemen and Beggers ; or Beggers and Gentlemen , or Gentlemanlike Beggers , or Beggerlike Gentle-men ; I ranck with one of these I am sure , tag and rag one with another : Am I one of those whom Fortune fauours ? No no , if Fortune fauourd me , I should be full , but Fortune fauours no body but Garlicke , nor Garlike neither now , yet she has strong reason to loue it ; for tho Garlicke made her smell abhominably in the nostrills of the gallants , yet she had smelt and stuncke worse but for garlike : One filthy sent takes away another . She once smilde vpon me like a lambe , when shee gaue me gold , but now she roares vpon me like a Lion . Stay : what said head ? Spend this brauely , and thou shalt haue more : can any prodigall new-come vpstart spend it more brauely ? and now to get more , I must goe into the groue of Naples that s here , and get into a blacke tree , heare s a blacke tree too , but art thou he ?

Glitt. He . — within . Scu. Ha ha , where art thou my sweete great head ? Glitt. Head . Scu.

O' at the head , that s to say at the top : how shall I get vp ? for t is hard when a man is downe in this world to get vp , I shall neuer climbe hie .

Glitt. Hye . Scu. I will hie me then , but I am as heauy as a sow of lead . Giltt. Leade . Scu.

Yes , I will lead ( big Head ) whatsoeuer followes , Many a gallant for gold , has climbde higher on a gallowes ' The storme euen as Head nodded ) is comming : Cooke , licke thy fingers , now or neuer .

Glit. Now or neuer . Rayne , Thunder and lightning : Enter Lucifer and Diuels . Omn. Oooh . Luc: This is the tree . Scu.

On which would you all were hang'd , so I were off it , and safe at home .

Luc. And this ( I am sure t is this ) the horrid groue Where witches broodes ingender , ( our place of meeting . ) Scu.

Doe witches ingender here : zounds I shall bee the diuels bawde whilest he goes to his lecherie .

Luc. And this the hideous black infernall howre : Hanno appearance yet ? if their least minute Our vassailes breake , sinck shall these trees to hell . Scu. Alas ! Luc. This groue i le turne into a brimstone lake Which shall be euer-burning . Scu.

The best is , if I be a match in the diuels tinderbox , I can stinck no worse than I doe alreadie .

Luc. Not yet come ▪ Oooh ! Enter Shacklesoule , Rufman , embrace , and Lurchall , at seuerall dores with other diuels . Omn. Oooh , oooh . Scu. Sure the feare no Christian Diuels , they so loue one another . Luc. Stand forth . Sits vnder the tree all about him . Scu. Frier Rush amongst 'em Luc. And here vnlade you of that pretious freight For which you went , ( mens soules ; ) what voyage is made ? Omn. No sauing voyage , but a damning . Luc. Good . Scu.

I thought the diuell was turnde Merchant , there s so many Pirates at Sea .

Ruff. I th Court of Naples haue I prospred well , And braue soules shall I shortly ship to hell ▪ In sensuall streames , Courtier and King I ha crownde , From whence warre is flowing , whose tyde shall all confound . Scu.

Are there gentlemen diuels too ? this is one of those , who studies the black Art , that s to say , drinkes Tobacco .

Luc. Are all then good i th Citie ? Lur. No Lucifer . Scu. No nor scarce i th suburbes . Lur. Great Prince of diuels , Thy hests I haue obayde , I am bartring for one soule , able to lade An Argocy ; if Citie , oathes , if periuries , Cheatings , or gnawing mens soules by vsuries , If all the villanies ( that a Citty can , ) Are able to get thee a sonne , I ha found that man . Luc. Serue him vp , — stands vp . Scu. Alas , now now . Lur. Damnation giues his soule but one turne more , Cause he shall be enough . Scu.

It s no meruaile if markets be deere , when the Citie is bound to find the diuell roast-meate .

Luc. Has Rush lyen ydle ? Shac. Ydle ? no Lucifer . Scu. All the world is turnd diuell . Rush is one too , Sha. Ydle ? I haue your nimblest diuell bin , In twentie shapes begetting sin . Scu. One was to get me thrust out of the priory . Sha. I am fishing for a whole schoale of Friers . Al are gluttoning or muttoning , stabbing or swelling Ther 's onely one Lambe scapes my killing , But I will haue him : then there s a cooke . — Scu. Whose arse makes buttons . Sha. Of whom I some reuenge haue tooke . Scu. The diuell choake you for t . Sha. He mickle scath has done me , And the knaue thinkes to out-run me . Scu. Not too fast . Luc. Kick his guily soule hither . Sha. I le driue him to despaire , And make him hang himselfe . Scu. For hanging I stand faire . Luc: Goe , ply your workes , our Sessions are at hand . Fire . We fly to execute thy dread command . Exeunt . 3. Scu. Would I could flye into a bench-hole ! Luc. But what haue you don ? nothing . 1. Diu. We haue all like bees Wrought in that Hyue of soule ( the busie world : ) Some ha lyen in cheesmongers 〈…〉 . Scu. Wud I were there but 〈…〉 . 1. Diu. For one halfe ounce , we had 〈…〉 soule Scu. If he melted tallow , hee smelt sweetly as I doe . 1. Diu. Walke round hels shambles , thou shalt see there sticks Some 4. butchers soules , puft queintly vp with pricks . Scu. 4. Sweete-breads I hold my life , that diuels an asse . 1. Diu. Taylors ore-reachers , for to this t is growne , They scorne thy hell , hauing better of their owne . Scu. They feare not sattin nor all his workes . 1. Diu. I haue with this fist beate vpon rich-mens hearts , To make 'em harder : and these two thumbes thrust , ( In open Churches ) into braue dames eares . Damning vp attention ; whilst the loose eye peeres For fashions of gowne-wings , laces , purles , ruffes , Fals , cals , tires , wires , caps , hats , and mufs , and pufs . For so the face be smug , and carkas gay , That s all their pride . Luc. T will be a festiuall day When those sweete Duckes comes to vs : loose 'em not : goe : More soules you pay to hell , the lesse you owe . This Ewe-tree blast with your hot-scorching breath , A marke , ( to th' witch who next sits here ) of death . Omn. Ooooh . — Fireworkes : Scumbroath falls . Exeunt Omn. Scu.

Call you this , rayning downe of gold ? I am wet to th' skinne in the showre , but t is with sweating for feare : had I ▪ now had the conscience that some Vintners and Inholders haue ? here might I haue gotten the diuell and all . But two sinnes haue vndone me , prodigalitie , and couetousnesse : and three Pees haue pepperd me , the Punck , the Pot , and Pipe of smoake , out of my pocket my gold did soake . I cannot sweare now , zounds I am gallant : but I can sweare as many of the ragged Regiment doe , zounds I haue bin a gallant . But I am now downe , deiected , and debash'd , and can better drawe out a thirdendale gallant , that s to say , a gallant that wants of his true measure , than any tapster can draw him out of his scores : thus he sets vp and thus hee 's pulls downe ; thus is he raised and thus declinde :

〈◊〉 Nominatiuo , Hic Gallantus , a Gallant . Genetiuo , Hugious , braue . Datiuo Huic , If he gets once a lick , Accusatiuo Hunc , Of a taffaty Punck . Accusatiuo Hunc , 〈…〉 Hunc , Hunc , & Hoc , With 〈◊〉 vp her smock ▪ 〈…〉 Hee s gon if he cryes so . 〈…〉 Away with him , he has the pock ▪ 〈…〉 If the pox 〈…〉 , Genetiuo , Horum , Yet hee s a begger in coram . Datiuo , His : His gilt rapier he does misse . Accusatiuo Hos , Without his cloake he goes . Accusatiuo Has , To the Counter he must passe . Hos , has ▪ & Hae● , With two Catchpols at his back . 〈…〉 ! A hole he desirde , and to th' hole he must goe . Ablatiuo , ab His , Thus many a Gallant declined is . Exit . Enter Erminhild to the Subprior . Sub. What art thou ? Er. Daughter to the Calabriam Duke . The haples troth-plight wife to your sad King . Sub. Alack ! what notes are these I heare you sing ? Pardon me madam : O Lady ! want of you has bred much woe ; Calamitie does euery where ore-flow , All long of your strange absence . Drommes afar off marching . Er. I confesse , Loaden with your Kings contempt ▪ and loath to beare Shame to my country ▪ who from thence came freighted With many glorious honours , I preferd An obscure life before a publick shame ; O then ( good father ) be it not my blame If my supposde death , on the King haue throwne , Dangers , which from himselfe are meerely growne . Sub. What ( princely Mayden ) would you wish me doe ? Er. I doe coniure you sir , by all the bonds Tye you to pious Acts , you would make way To my incensed father ; giue him these lines , This Ring , pledge of that blessing he deliuerd me At our last parting : adde vnto these , if euer His daughters memory to him were deare , To wound the Prince let his rash hand forbeare : Since through each wound he giues him , I am slaine , If the sad king you meete , venture to tell him That more for him , than he for me , I bide , And am his subiect stil , tho not his bride . Sub. This shall I doe , how shall we meete againe ? Er. Feares follow me so , I know not where nor when . Sub. Hearke how the sound of horror beates the Ayre , Your father s vp in Armes and does prepare Sharpe vengeance , for this citie , woe is me : trust you To me , who nere made much of woman yet , Rest here sweete maide , till an old Frier beget What ioyes he can to comfort thee ? Is Clement growne A womans man now ? No , I am not mine owne , Where your command may sway me : Much more in this , Where heauen ) through vertues triall ) makes you his . Exit . A table is set out with a candle burning , a deaths head , a cloke and a crosse ; Subprior sits reading : Enter Shackle-soule , leading in an Italian Zany , fiue or 6. Gurtizans , euery one holding a Iewell . Shac. That 's he , & there s your golden hire to charme him ; Your fees i le treble , let but lusts flame be felt ; The Alpine-snow at the sun's beames does melt , So let your beauties thaw his frozen Age , Musick first t' act an old Lecher , then a diuell on hells black Stage : Strike , strike your siluer strings : braue set of whores ? At your striking vp , diuells dance , and all hell roares . Zany and Curtizans fall into a short dance , Sub. What sound offends mine eare ? Soule of temptation ? Enchanters I defie yee , get you gon ; I me blind to your enticements , from this I learne , At how deere rate the careles world does earne . That thing calld pleasure : how many soules doe fall ? ( Sold for a little guilt top daube this wall ? ) Hence with your witchcrafts , the sight of this driues hence , All thoughts besieging our voluptuous sence . Shac: Another baite , at this he will not bite . The Zany singes : Subprior holds his head downe as fast a sleepe . Zany . Will you haue a daintie girle ? here t is : Currall lippes , teeth of pearle : here t is : Cherry checkes , softest flesh ; that 's shee , Breath like May , sweete and fresh ; shee shee . Be she white , blacke , or browne , Pleasure your bed shall crowne , Chose her then , vse her then , Women are made for men . Prettie , prettie wast : Sweete to be embracde : Prettie leg , ô prettie foote , To beauties tree the roote ▪ This is she shall doo 'te , Or she shall doo 't , or she shall doo 't , she shall doo 't , she shall doo 't Kisse , kisse , play , play , come and dally , Tumble , tumble , tumble , in beauties valley . Shac. His soule is chaind in pleasures , bind it fast , If he breake your charmes ▪ the strongest spell comes last . ( Exit . All wake him . Sub. Hence diuells incarnate , t is not the sorcerie Of your deceitfull tunes , shuts vp mine eye , Mine eares are likewise stop'd , hence , hence I say . Omn. Ha ha , a man of yee , a clod of clay . Exeunt . Enter Shackle soule , or some spirit in a frightfull shape . Sub. Are all thy incantations spent now ? art come againe ? Base workmanship of heauen , what other traine , Were all hells frightfull horrors stucke in thy looke , Thou canst not shake me . Shac. I can . Sub. Thou liest , thou shalt not . Shac. I bring thee tydings of thy death this night . Sub. How doest thou know that houre of my last fight ? False herald , Minister of despaire and lyes . Shac. I know to how many minutes thy daies must rise . Sub. Who giues thee the number . Shac. All things to vs are knowne , What euer haue bin , are , or shal be don . Sub. I le pose thee presently , what s this thou fiend ▪ Which now I haue turnd too , doe but tell me that And i le belieue thee . Shac. I scorne to be thy slaue . Sub. Downe , downe , and sincke into thy damned caue : Looke here , doest fly thou hell-hound ? I dare thee stand , Or'e thee by these holy spells haue I strong command , Thy battries are too weake : by goodmens prayers , The continence of saints , ( by which as stayres , They ascend to heauen ) by Virgins chastitie ; By Martirs cround deaths , which recorded lye In siluer leaues , aboue : I charge thee downe , Howle where tha' rt bound in slauerie , till the last dome , Exit . Shac. Stormes , thunder , lightning , rip vp the earths wombe . Sub. Eternall power , thankes on my humbled knee , Thou still to constant brests giu'st victory . Shac. No way to conquer thee ? I le giue thee ore : Ne're fishd I so , ( yet lost a soule ) before . Exit . Allarums ▪ Enter King , Rufman , Spendola , Brisco , with drawne weapons . Iouinelli here . Kin.

Blacke horrors , mischiefe ruine and confusion affright vs , follow vs .

Ruf. Dare them to the face , And you fright them . Spen. No safetie but to fly . Kin. Whither Spendola , whither ? better stay , and die . Enter Narcisco : King , Allarums afar of . Omn. What hope ? what newes ? Kin. Is my vncle fled ? Nar. Hee s is gon : — And fights against you . Kin. Follow him damnation , That leaues his Prince so in distresse , in miserie ; O bane of Kings ! ( thou inchanting flatterie , ) Thy venome now I feele , eating my heart , More mortall than an Indians poisned dart . Ruf. Ye ar'e too deiected , gather head and fight it out . Kin. The head 's here , where are hands to lay about ? Enter Iouinelli . Iou. Where is the King ? Kin. The man that title mockes Is here , ( thou sad-visage man ) are any hirde to kill me , Or betray me ? let 'em come : Griefes growing extreame , death is a gentle doome . Iou. Prepare then for the worst . Kin. I am armd for t : shew it . Iou. Thy kingdome is a weake ship , bruizd , split , sinking , Nor hast thou any pilot to waft vs o're Out of this foule Sea , to some calmer shore . Thy peoples hearts are turnd to rocks of flint , The Scholler , Souldier , and the Mariner , Whom ( as themselues say ) once thou trodst vpon , Now serue as wheeles of thy destruction . Iou. Flying swiftly backward , the kingly Lions quaild , What shall the weaker heardes doe , if he fall ? Spen. Let s fly . Omn. Zounds whither ? Bris. So we may be safe — Iou. But where ? Spen. At Barteruile : the churle 's to me beholden , His house so stands , we may enter without feare . Omn. Be et so , to Barteruile . Spen. What will your Highnes doe ? Kin. Die Spendola , a miserable King , None here can hinder vs of that . Spen. How ? die ? — ha you any stomach to death sirs ? Omn. Not I . Spen. Not I . Troth 's , tho you grow desperate , wee le grow wise . Omn. Farewell sir , wee le saue one . — Exeunt . King . Oh my cruelst enemies ! Stabs Brutus at me too ? Ruf. Now mine owne or neuer . Kin. Why art not thou gon ? Ruf. I , I le sticke to you euer : I am no Courtier sir of fortunes making Kin. Thou art no wiseman to preferre thy loue . To me , before thy life , pray thee leaue me . Ruf. Not I . K. I shall not hate the world so really As else I would , O had the ancient race Of men ( who had long leases of their liues ) Bin wretched as we are , no recompence Could the Gods haue giuen them for their being here , But now more pittifull wise nature growes , Who cuts of mans yeeres to cut off his woes . Ruff. True sir , & teaches him a thousand waies To leade him out this horrid giddy maze . K. I apprehend thee , a small daggers point , Opens the vaines to cure our plurizy . Ruff. Than to be made your foes-slaue , better dye . K. A hundred thousand deaths , than like a captiue Be chaind to grace prowd Caesars Chariot wheele . Ruff. Much lesse a pettie Dukes . K. Fetch me deare friend , An armed Pistoll , and mouth it at my brest : I le make a way my selfe , and all my sorrowes Are made away . Ruff. The best and nobler spirits Haue done the like . K. Your brauest men at Armes Haue done the like . Ruff. Philosophers haue don it . K. Great peeres haue don it . Ruff. Kings haue done the like . K. And I will doe it . Ruff. Nay it shall nere be said , I liu'd a minute after you : here , here . K. I embrace thee noblest friend . Ruff. Let s saile together . K. Content braue Bohor : oh ! but whither ? whither ? Ruff. From hell , ( this world , ) from , fiends , ( in shapes of men . ) K. No : into hel , from men to be dambd black with fiends . Me thinkes I see hell yawne to swallow vs . Ruff. Fuh , this is but the swimming of your braine , By looking downe-wards with a timerous eye . K. My soule was sunck too low , to looke more hye , Forgiuenes heauen . — Allarums . Ruff. The whippes of furies lash mee : the foe comes on . K. And we will meete him , dare confusion , And the worlds mixed poisons , there is a hand That fights for Kings , and vnder that wee le stand . Allarum still a farre off : Enter a Frier running . Ruff. Whither runnes this Frier ? Fri. To saue my wretched life , From th' insolent soldier , threatning the Cities spoile . K. Of what house art thou ? Fri.

Of father Clements Order , The Capachines Subprior : a quick messenger fetched me to be rich Barteruiles confessor , who lyes a dying .

K. A dying ! Fri. He does , but I Haue come thus far , with so much ieopardy . That could I safely get the keys shore , Nor the priory would I see more . For charities sake , direct me , and defend me . K. To helpe destressed men , religion bindes me , Shouldst thou in this hot broiles , be met abroad , It will be iudgde you leaue your Priory , Carying gold and siluer with you . Eri. Las I haue none . K. But Frier if you be thus taken , your life is gon , Here , here , cast off thy habit , better that lye I th Streetes than thou poore wretch ; weare mine , & away Strike downe that lane . Fri. Thankes maister , for your liues i le pray . Exit . K. This Bohor shall disguise me , whither wilt thou fly . Ruff. I le shift I warrant : hast thou to th' Priory . K. If we nere meete againe , ( best friend ) farewell . Ruff. Not meete , yes , I hope , you must not thus cheate hel . K. I will not trust this fellow : to th' Priory , no : ( Exit . Barteruiles Confessor : if to betray Thou findst the churle apt , leaue him , if not , there stay , The downefall of that Prince , is quick and steepe . Who has no heart to leaue , nor power to keepe , Exit . Enter Barteruile and Lurchall , with the Courtiers . Lur. Make the doore sure the house is round beset . Omn. Beset ! Bar.

Put vp : feare nothing : Armies should they enter , Cannot here find you .

Omn. How shall we escape ? Bar.

Send for your truncks and iewels , i le ship you this night meane time , this vnknowne way , leads to a cellar , where a world cannot fetch you forth : In , In , if danger pursue you , in a dry-fat I le packe you hence .

Omn. Zounds into the dungeon ? Bar. So to Sardini : Exeunt . Your cloakes and your gilt rapiers downe , downe , downe . K. How soone meetes Babels-pride , confusion ? Lur. What nest of birds are these new-kild with feare ? Bar. Fowle cannot last long sweete , therefore kept there Serieants . In my cold cellar ; stay , house beset ? what sees ? Lur. Such as strike dead the heart , yet giue no blowes . Bar. This — footra for 'em : proclamations Lurchall , 6000 . Crownes are his , can these betray , Soone earnd , wee le share fetch , the Calabriam hither , They are here say : dam 'em . Lur. You shall be dambd together . Exit . Enter King as a Frier . K. Wher 's that deuote sicke man desires to take Leaue off this world ? Deus hic to all now here . Bar. Now Domine Frier ; what I to you confesse You are bound by oath to keepe . K. I auer no lesse . Bar. Keepe then this close , I am no Turke , not I , But Barteruile disguisde in pollicy . K. Are you the Sickman . Bar. Sick of a disease , Bad as a plague to Citizens , I must breake , Play a banckrowts part ) I haue monie of the kings , Of merchants , I le keepe all , these are Citie-springs ; Here lyes Serieants Leaguer : about my doores : My house to me is an hospitall , they the sores Which run vpon me vily , ( peepe I but out . ) To raize this Dunkirke seige , thus cast I about . K. Let s heare , pray how ? Bar. Thus , thus sweete Domine Frier , I le be like you , a Capuchine : So , by your Prior , Sub-prior , and couent , I may be fetcht hence , Spite of all Showlder-clappers violence . Tho the King should lay hands on me , I wud not tary . K. You neede not . Bar. You are my guard , my Sanctuary . K. But what your leuel in this , when this is don ? Bar. Alas ▪ what leuell but pure deuotion ? K. The Diuell you haue . Bar. When I dye there , take All : Will you goe to your prior and tell this ? A March afar . K. Yes I shall . Bar. I le send him an earnest peny ( a 100. Crownes ) As the first stone my charitie builds vpon . What drom 's this ? come , dispatch Frier , and be gon . Exit . K. Out of this hell thou meanest : yes i le fly from thee As from the Diuels hangman : thow l't else betray mee . World ▪ to what crest of villanie art thou growne ? When ( of good men ) whole kingdomes scarce breede One . Exit . Lur.

Here 's the Duke of Calabria sir if you haue made mee tell a lye , thei le send me of a voiage to the yland of Hogs and Diuels , ( the Barmudas , ) the Duke sir .

Bar. His grace is welcome , las ! I had more neede To haue Phisitions and Apothecaries , Than fighters at my gates : Lurchall why come they ? Cala. Deliuer vp those monsters in thy house , That haue deuourd a Kingdome and the King . T is death to thee , and him , if thou detainst 'em . Bar. I detaine 'em , here , here , here . Ast. Reward if thou deliuerst them . Bar.

I me past rewarding in this world , I looke onely for good mens prayers , there s the key Lurchall .

Cal. Vnbind him : stay why did thy house receiue them ? Bar. Full fore against my will : the bed I rise from Count I my death-bed ; for ( each minute ) I looke When Angells ( heauens good porters ) will let me in , Yet ( like my betters ) I 'me heauy laden with sin . And being thus sicke , and at last gaspe , I sent for my neerst cozen , my executor , Who seeing braue fellowes beating at my gates , Tooke 'em for honest men , let 'em in simply , And vndertooke this night , to ha shipd 'em hence ; My faithfull Seruant telling me this , ( In zeale , To you and my country ) I bid him , All reueale . Cal. T hast plaid a Subiects part in 't . Bar. Hee le lead you to them . Cal. My Lord , take force and seize 'em , nere stand vpon More trialls ; giue 'em speedie execution . Ast. Come fellow . — Exeunt Ast : and Lurchall cum Militibus . Bar. Your grace has don with me ? Caleb Goe , looke to thy health : The crownes the proclamation promised , Shall to thy man be payd . Bar. Thankes to your Grace : Las what I did in this , was for no hire . Cal. Ha ha , the rent of a cellar neuer was so deere . On beate the drum . Exit . As they goe off ; Enter Octauio with Rufman and a guard . Octa. Are the rest tanc ? Cal. Yes . Oct. The graund-Pyrat 's here . Here s the Diuells bellowes , kindled all those fires , Which now are burning : This is the Snake , whose sting ( being kept warme in the bosome of a King ) Struck him to 'th heart : This hee , who by the force Of his damb'd Arguments , was the first diuorce , Of the Kings Loue , this is Bohor . Cal. This that Serpent , Y' haue all ( like Traytors ) wrought a Princes fall , And all shall taste one death . Oct. Sirra , where s the King ? Ruff: Warrant mee life , i le bring you to the place where you shall take him . Oct. Wult thou betray him Slaue ? Ruff: Yes . Cal. Thou shalt haue life . Ruff: And you the King shall haue . Oct: And the Gallows shall haue thee , else hang me . Away Exeunt . Enter Scumbroth . Scum: Alas , whereas the sub Prior ? Sub: Here , what ailest thou ? Scu. Can you picke nothing out of my face ? Is there not a Deaths-head standing on my shoulders ? Sub: Why , what 's the matter ? Scu: The Lord Pryor is called away : Sub: Whither , by whome ? Scu. By the Great-head , I thinke he couzened mee , Hee is gone to the blacke-squibbe-tree , to Iudas Oke ! set by the Diuell , I tolde you then , I saw Frier Rush spit fire amongst other Hel-cats , and yee woud not belieue me ▪ Now I tell you , that the Pryor is choackt ; will his choaking goe downe your throate ? Sub: How choackt ? Scum:

Yes , choackt : that of which men die ore-night , and are well the next morning , wine has kild the Lorde Pryor : he woud in a brauerie taste the liquor of our Vines , because you threatned he should neuer licke his lippes after . And the Kernell of a grape stopt his winde-pipe , for want of a skowring-sticke .

Sub: Art thou sure hee is dead ? Scum: How dead , because I wud be sure , I cut his throate of purpose , to take out the Kernell . Sub: Most fearefull and prodigious , whither runst thou ? Scum:

To see more throates cut , and Execution of certaine Gallants is this morning . And I came running to see them , who like a whore spoyles euery good thing that comes into his hand . The hang-man , I leaue you to the Gallowes .

Enter Barteruile like a Frier , brought in by the Subprior , the King , Shackle-soule , and Lurchall , with others . Rush : Welcome deare brother : now your heede must be Not to looke backe at this worlds vanitie , Riches and pleasures : you haue laide aside That Garment , and must now be mortifide . Bar: I am mortifide , I warrant you . K : So is the Diuell . Pri. Your Gold and siluer , you must see no more . Bar: O Fye ! giue it euery farthing to the poore , When I haue sent for 't hither . Lur: That will be neuer . Rush : Your money shal be spent in pious sort . Bart: I know that : Let my soule be the better for 't , That 's all I craue for , after I am dead . Pri. Many a Requiem for it shall be said . Omn: What Drum is this ? Shack. Fryers stand vpon your Guard . The Priorie is beset with Armed-men , Of which some Troupes are entred . Kin. I am betrayd . Bar. Lurchall I feele my wezand pipe cut . Lur. I warrant you . Enter Calabria , Octauio , Astolfo , Rufman led by two holding pistalls , Souldiers , drums , and Cullors . Cal. Guard the Abbey gates , let not a Frier goe forth : You haue a King amongst you , which is he ? Omn. A King ! Sub. I know of none here . Cal. Villaines you lie : Oct. This caitife does delude you , tortur him . Cal. Hang him , and these vp or'e the Abbey walls , Our wrath shall smite like thunder where it falls . Bar. I shall like a dog , die without money , Lurchall . Lur. I warrant you . Kin. Tyran , that royall hart thou huntst , is here , Stand from me all , you haue betrayd me all , And i le trust none of you , if the Lion must fall , Fall shall he like a Lion ; thinkst thou ( base Lord ) Because the glorious Sun behind blacke cloudes Has a while hid his beames , hee s darkned for euer ? Ecclipsd neuer more to shind , yes , and to throw Fires from his sparkling eyes , thee to confound , Touch not that noble friend of mine , ( It seemes , For my sake markd for danger , ) let your arrowes ( Dipd in rancke poyson ) be shot all at me , Since all is lost , die nobly , and loose life too : O vncle ! must the first dart fly from you ? Oct. Into thy bosome fly I . Kin To betray me ? Oct. To fight for thee till I can fight no more : Hadst thou possest this Kingly spirit before , We ne're had left thee : what makes Iudas here ? Ast. Here s he that to the Duke thy life betraide . K. Bohor ! Oct. I , Bohor . Ruff. I told him where you were . Oct. I tell thee tha' rt a traitor & i le haue Thy head off , or thou mine . Ruff. Head ? Oct. Th art a slaue ? Thou seest Duke what to trust too . Bar. I haue confest , and shal be hangd , the King ? Cal. Our faire game come to this ? our swordes I see ▪ Must from your hearts-blood let out al my wronges ? A murdred daughter for iust vengeance cryes , Whom to appease , your liues wee le sacrafize : Beate the drom . K. Thunder mock thunder , beats ours . Sub. O let these fires be quenchd out with my teares , If waters cannot , ( Duke ) I bind thy rage With this strong charme , and this read ore that spell , And let thy hard brest grow more flexible . Exit . K. Where 's Iouinelli ; and that bastard crue Of my false friendes ? Oct. Beheaded . K. They haue their due . Cal. The ring I gaue her , and her hand : old man , — Where 's the old Frier deliuerd these ? Omn. Hee s gon . Cal. Make after him , t is some delusion . Enter Subprior and Erminhild . Erm. T is no delusion ( father ) am I the ground Of this your quarrell , which must both confound If you goe on : your battailes thus I le part , The first blow giuen , shall run cleane through my heart ▪ Oh noble constant maid , forgiue my wrongs , The warmth of heauen to a pyning spring Cannot such comfort giue as thy glad presence Does to my bosome . Octa. Will you fight or no ? Cal. T were madnes to wish stormes when faire windes blow : Will you your faith yet keepe ? Kin. Inuiolate . Cal. Then here end all my warres . King . And all my hate . Hast all these Friers vp to the Abbey walles , And with shrill voyces , this our peace proclaime , Stay holy father : Bohor , See you this don . ( Exeunt . Suf. Vengeance , I haue now lost more than I haue won . Bar. I shall goe scot free Lurchall . Lur. Passing well ? Bar. They doe not smell me , yet my selfe I smell . Exeunt . Oct. Why sends your Hignes , thus these Friers to play Your heralds parts in publishing this peace ? Kin.

There 's in 't a riddle ( vncle ) which by none but by these Friers onely , can be don . — Enter Friers aboue . So : are you mounted ? Sing now .

Omn. Sing . Kin. Yes sing , Like Swannes before your deathes : there you all shall dye ; Ciue fire to this most damned priory . Sub. Alacke for pitty ! Kin. Father , but for thee , Thunder from heauen had ( long ere this ) to dust Grinded these hellish buildings : that hand was iust , Which struke your vitious Prior , so is our doome , That Synagogue of diuells , let fire consume . Bar. But meanes the King that I shall burne here too ? Kin. Thou ? the grand villaine , giue him a villaines due . Bar. I am no Frier , see I 'me poore Barteruile . Omn. How ? Barteruile ? Kin. He lyes the slaue 's a Turke . Bar. A Christian by this hand , Your officer . Kin. The cittie canker , the courts cozener , A diuell in shape of man . Bar. Halfe that I haue I freely giue , so you my life will saue . I le lend your Hyghnes 30000. chequines . K : Ten Kingdomes cannot buy thee ; were there 10. hels Th art dambd in all , S'death ! fie that house of diuels . 3. Diu. Doe : le ts not want light to set forth our Reuels . Ruff. King , little doest thou know , whom ( all this while ) Thy court , this Couent , and this Barteruile , Haue entertaind : of hell , 3. Spirits we are . Omn. How ? Ruff. Sent to catch soules for Pluto , our Prince and maister . Omn. Defend vs heauens . Ruff. Thy selfe hast burst those bandes In which I once held thee : these are in our handes . Bar.

If you be right Serieants , for mony you le let mee goe . 5000 Crownes i le giue but to goe home .

All . 3. No . Bar. I le put in 4. brokers to be my baile : I hope thei le be ( taken . Ruff. Yes as thou art , ( to hell , ) you dog leaue howling . This pile of greene young diuels , needes no fire Of mortals kindling to consume , these frames , You shall with vs to hell ride , all in flames . Shac. Catch . Au. 3. Come . Ruff. Let euery spirit his owne prize beare Au. They are so heauy with sin , thei le soone be there . Ruff. Away then and be dambd , wud you all were here . Omn. Oooh — Sinck downe , aboue flames . K. Immortall thankes for our deliuerance : Race to the ground those wals : no stone shall stand , To tell such place was euer in our land , What welth can there be found , giue to the poore , Another house wee le build and thee restore , To former virginitie : weepe not for these ruines , Thou shalt from vs haue honours . Here we begin Our reigne anew , which golden threds shall spin , Iustice shall henceforth sit vpon our throne , And vertue be your Kings companion . Warre here resignes his black and horrid stage To sportfull Hymen , God of Mariage . ( Exeunt . The play ending , as they goe off , from vnder the ground in seuerall places , rise vp spirits , to them enter , leaping in great ioy , Rufman , Shackle soule , and Lurchall , discouering behind a curten , Rauillac , Guy Faulx , Barteruile , a Prodigall , standing in their torments . Omn. Spir . Ha , ha , ha . Omn. Dam . Torments in-vtterable ! oh ! dambd for nothing ? Rauill. Terrors incomprehensible . Fau. Back : y' are blowne vp else . Bar. Whooh : hot , hot , hot , - drinck , - I am heart-burnt . Prod. One drop , a bit . Faul. Now , now , now . Bar.

I am perbold , I am stewd , I am sod in a kettle of brimstone , pottage . — it scaldes , — it scaldes , — it scaldes , — it scaldes — whoo●

Diu. Ha ha ha : Prod. But one halfe crom , a little little drop , a bit . Faul.

Towers , towers , towers , towers , pinnacles & towers , battlements and pynnacles , steeples , abbeys , churches and old chimnyes .

Bar. Zounds drinke , shall I choake in mine Inne ? drinck . Omn. Drinck , drinck , oh ! one drop , one drop , to coole vs . Ruff. So many tapsters in hell , and none fill drinck here : Omn. Ball no more , you shall be liquord . Exeunt . Rau. Why art thou dambd to th' horrors of one hell , Yet feelst ten thousand . Fau. Wherefore is thy soule Made sensible of tortures which ( each minute ) Kill thee ten thousand times , yet canst not dye ? Bar. Some sacke . Prod. Why for a few sinnes that are long hence past , Must I feele torments that shall euer last ? Euer euer . Bar. Let the sacke be mulld . Rau. Why is the diuell , ( If man be borre good ) suffred to make him euill ? Bar. Man is an asse , if he sit broyling thus i th glasse house

Without drinke : two links of my chaine for a three halfe peny bottle of mother consciences Ale : drinke .

Omn. One drop of puddle water to coole vs . Enter Shackle soule with a burning torch , and a long knife , Lurchall with a handfull of Snakes , A third spirit with a ladle full of molten gold , All three make a stand , laughing . Omn. Leaue howling and be dambd . Shac. Here s drinke for thee royall villaine . Stabs Rauillac . Rau. Oh! Shac I st not good ! For bloud th' ast thirsted , and thy drinke is bloud . Strikes it so cold to thy heart ? here s that shall warme thee ( Agen . Rau. Damnation , furies , fire-brandes . — Hand burn't off . Omn. Ha , ha , ha . Prod. One drop of moisture , but one crum . Lur. Art hungry , eate this adder : dry ? Sucke this Snake . Prod. Sucke and be dambd thy selfe : I le starue first . Away Bar. Is not this all waters ? Ruby water , some Ruby water , Or els a bottle of posterne water to saue charges , or els a Thimble-full of lymon water , to coole my stomach the ru-● Spir. By is swilld vp all , here s lymon , downe with 't . Bar.

Foh , the great diuell or els some Aquauite woman has made water , It scalds me .

Omn. Oooh . Diu. Ha ha ha ▪ — Curtaines are drawne ouer them . Enter Rufman . Ruf.

Hell grinnes to heare this roaring : where s this black child of faddomles perdition ? rarest diuell

That euer hould in Barathrum ? here , ( deere pupill ) Of a new damnations stamp , Saucer-eyde Lucifer , has drunke to thee this deepe infernall boule off , Wut pledge his vglines ? Fau. Reach it mee . Ruf. Choake with it . Omn. Ha ha ha . Fau. Giue fire , blow all the world vp . Ruf. Bounce : t is don . Ha ha ha . — Fires the barrell-tops . Fau. I shal be grinded into dust ; It falls : I am mad . Omn. I am mad , I am mad . — Within . And 4. Ha ha ha . Others . Ho ho ho . — Spirits from below . Enter Pluto , attended by Minos , Aeac us , and Rhadamanth , and 3. Faries . Plu. Fetch whippes of poysoned steele , strung with glouing wires . And lash these saucie hell-hounds : ducke their soules , Nine times to th' bottome of our brimstone lakes , From whence vp pull them by their sindged hayre , Then hang 'em in ropes of yce nine times frozen o're : Are they scarce hot in hell , and must they roare ? What holliday 's this ? that here s such grinning , ha ! Is hell a dancing Schoole ? y are in extreames , Snoring , or els horne-mad ? who are set on shore , On this vast land of horror , that it resounds , With laughter stead of shrikes , who are come to our bounds ? ha ! Ruf. Dread Lord of this lower tortary , to thy Iayle Haue we thy busie Catch-polls ( prisoners ) brought Soules , for whose comming all hell long hath sought . Plu. Their names : Is Ward and Dantziker then come ? Omn. Yes : Dantziker is come . Plu. Where s the dutch Schellum ? where s hells factor 〈◊〉 ? Ruf. Charon has bound him for a thousand yeeres , To tug at s oare : he scourd the Seas so well , Charon will make him ferriman of hell . Plut. Where 's Ward ? Rush. The Merchants are not pilld nor pulld enough , They are yet but shauen , when they are fleade , hee 'le come . And bring to hell fat booties of rich theeues , A crew of swearers and drinkers the best that liues . Omn. Ward is not ripe for damming yet . Plu. Who is it then ? Cutlar the Serieant : ha ! he come . Ruf. Yes Pluto : Cutlar has bin here long , sent in by a carman , But his sterne lookes the feindes did so displease , Bound hand and foote , he houles in little ease , Hauing onely mace to comfort him : he does yell , And raue , because he cannot rest in hell . Shac. T is not for him , that we this holliday hold . Plut. The baude of Shorditch , Is that hellcat come ? Ruf. No : but sha 's bin a long time lanching forch , In a Rosa-solis-barke . Plu. Diuells ! who is it then ? Mall Cutpurse is she come ? Omn. Our cosen come ? No . Shac. T is not yet fit Mall Cutpurse here should houle , Shee has bin too late a sore-tormented soule . Plu. Where is our daughter ? ha ? Is shee ydle ? Omn. No . Shee was beating hemp in bridewell to choke theeues , Therefore to spare this shee ramp she beseeches , Till like her selfe all women weare the breeches . Lur. Mall Cutpurse plyes her taske and cannot come . Plu. For whom then is this wilde Shroue-tuesday kept ? Ruf. See King of gloomie shades what soules resort , To this thy most iust , and least-fying court . Plu. Stay , since our Iayle is with braue-fellowes storde , Bid Charon that no more yet come aboard . Seeing our Iudges of hell here likewise are Sit : call a Sessions : set the soules to a barre . Minos ( the iust : ) Rhadamanth ( the temperate . ) And Aeacus ( the seuere , ) each take his state . Min. Not an officer here ? Omn. A Fury . 3. Iud. Make an Oyes ? Fury .

Oyes ! All manner of soules , if they loue their owne quietnes , keepe out of hell , vnlesse they haue horrible businesse at this infernall sessions , ypon paine of being damnably plagude for their lustines . Back there , let those shackeld rake-hels shew their faces .

Omn. Roome here , we must come into the court within . Plu. What damned fiends are those dare make this noise ? Shac. A Iury of Brokers impanelde , and deepely sworne , To passe on all the villaines in hell . Rhad. Euill-Conscience be their keeper . Fury . Looke to the Iury : Euill-Conscience looke to the Brokers . Plu. Now proceede . Aeac. Stay , let the King of Ghosts haue first a vew Of those who are doom'd to paines horrid , but new . Then produce those who came to your prison vntryed . Fur. Peace there . Omn. Here s one , hels tortures does deride . — Rauillac . Rau. Arraigne me , rend me peece-meale , i le confesse nothing . Ruff. Peace , thou shalt ball thy throate out . Rau. Merciles hangmen ! to tiranize ouer so braue a Roman spirit . Plu. Ho , ho , what country diuell is this ? Rau. Thine owne . Ruff: A french . The eagerest blood hound that ere came from thence ; Is there a King to be murdred , whilest he does stand Colossus-like , supporting a whole land , And when by his fall that Land most feares a wracke , Send forth this diuell ; his name is Rauillac . Rau.

Rauillac : I am Rauillac , that laughes at tortures , spurnes at death , defies all mercy : Iybbets , racks , fires , pincers , scalding oyle , wilde-horses , I spit in the face of all .

our Peace . Rau.

No : were my tongue torne out with burning flesh-hookes , Fames 1●00 . tonges shall thunder out Rauillaes name , extoll it , eternise it , 〈◊〉 it ! Canonise it : oh !

Min.

Downe with this diuell to 'th dunge on , there let him houle .

Rau. Worlds shall applaud my Act , and crowne my soule . Plu. Another . Exit . Omn. Come , you leane dog . — Prodigall . Brought in Prod. One drop , a bit . Plu. What s he ? what staruelings this ? Prod. One that lacks a medicine for hunger : I am falne away . Omn. From heauen . Iudg. To 'th common Iayle with him . Fur. He must feede on beggeries basket : leaue balling serra . Prod. Shall I be vndon for a little drinke . Lur. No , th art vndon for drinking . Plu. Starue him away — Exit Prodigall . What was he when he liu'de . Lur. A prodigall : Who ( in one yeare , ) spent on whores , fooles and slaues , An Armies maintenance , now begges for cromes , and raues To see his sumptuous buildings , pastures , woodes , That stood in vplands , dround in Rhenish floodes . Plu. Is here all ? Shac. All ! no , the Arch-helhond 's here . Faulx Enters . Plu. What Peter Goner 's this ? Fau. Speake softly , within an inch of giuing fire , within an inch . Shac. Had all thy gray diuells in their highest lust sat , M. T' haue litterd furies , they could not haue begot . Fau. One to match this : i th' darke he groapd damnation , Fau. Now , now . Shac. Digd cellars to find where hel stood and has found it There was but one villany vnborne , and he crownd it . Fau.

So : all the billets lye close ; glorious bonfire ? pontificall bonfire ; braue heads to contriue this , gallant soules to conspire in 't , resolute hand to seale this with my blood , through fire , through flint ; ha , ha , ha , whither fly my selfe to heauen , friends to honour , none to the halter , enemies to massacre , ha ha , dismall tragicall Comedy now ?

Plu. What does he ? Shac. As he thinkes , giuing fire to powder ; Nere in any land could diuels haue found , such walkes , As he was beating out . Plu. His name . Omn. Guy Eaulx . Fan. Who cals ? damnation stops throate . 3. Iud. Let it stop thine . Fau. Am I betrayd ? giue fire , now , now , giue fire . Omn. Te burne thine owne soule villaine . Exit . Plu. Pay him his hire : He has a desperate rakehels face . Shac. Had his plot tane fire , One real me before any other had doomesday seene , Kings who in tombes lay at rest had wakened beene , He was within 12. howers of he wing downe A whole land at one blow , and at once drowne In a flood of flames , an Ark-roiall with his whole fleete , Of nobilitie and clergy : in a leaden sheete Law and her children had bin hotly wrap'd ; Millons ere this had in our iayle bin clap'd , For damned Arts not known now , which had then Bin rise , but now lye dead ( th' Acts with the men . Plu. Make much of this our ningle : for the rest Deliuer 'em to our head-hangman . Omn. When ? Omn. When ? Plu. In a twinckling . Min: How applaudes Pluto Our enginous tortures , and most rigorous doome ? Plu.

Minos , thy doome is iust ; — But your all-fac'de Caitiffs . )

What fish in your infernall Nets , Drew you vp i th Naples Court , Citie and Frierie ? We chard'de you saile thither : Is mischiefs Riuer there drie ? Ruff: Drie , No : Fat preyes for hell we all did meete , In Court , Citie , Countrey , Nay , in euery streete , In euery house , within-him , and without-him . Hee that wore best cloathes , had some Diuell about him : Courtiers from Naples hither in sholes are come , Some for Ambition , for Flattery , and Enuie some : Some , who ( each meale ) eate subiects vp , and wore , Whole Families in their shoo-strings , such , and others more , Being here , haue bene examining ( euer since They came ) by Hells-clarke , ( spotted-Conscience . ) Min: Till the next Sessions , these wee must deferre . Plu. None come fro' th Citie , so many bad being there ! Lur: Yes , ( King of endles horror ) see who 's here : Barteruile Plu: Rich-men in hel ! they are welcom , what s the gray beard Bar:

One that can buy thee and ten such as thou art out of thy Sea-coale-pits here . Is not this Newcastle ?

Lur. No couetous wretch : t is Hell , thy blacke-soules prison . Bar: Soule in prison ! I neuer had any soule to speake on . Lur: Now thou shalt finde th' ast one . Rar: Can Angells Bayle mee ? Min: Not all the wealth which the worlds back does beare Can Bayle thy wretched soule hence , Now t is here . Bar: A thousand Pounds . — Fur: Where is t foole ? Rhad: Thy wealths now gone , Thy hands still catch at bags , but they gripe none . Bar: What 's this ? — Omn: Ha , ha , ha . Aeac. Ayre , shadowes , things Imaginary : That is thy Torment now , which was thy Glory . Bar:

If you giue me bags full of Saw-dust , in stead of money , my Ghost shall walke .

3. Iud: To thy grim Father of Hell . Bar. No , to my olde brother , Syr Achitophell Pinch gut shall I : shall I ? Plu. Hence with him the , Churl 's mad : In Lethes-flood drownd all the wealth hee had . Bar. My chaine , Let me hang in chaines , so it bee my Golde chaine ; Theeues , theeues , theeues . ● — Exit . Min. Throwe him head-long into our boyling-Lake , Where molten Golde runnes . Lur. His thirst it cannot slake , Seas could not quench his dropsie : Golde to get Hee would hang a Citie , statue a Countrey . Euen yet Raues hee for Bonds and incombers : to saue whose soule , ( Tho hee fed none liuing ) Saw-sages were his dole . A confused noyse to come pressing in . Omn. What coyle is that ? A Noise . Enter a Ghoast , cole-blacke . Pur.

T is a burning zeale must consume the wicked , and therefore I will not bee kept out , but will chastize and correct the foule Fiend .

3. Iud. What s this blacke Incubus ? Shac. An Arch great Puritane once . Omn. Ha! How ! a Puritane ? Min. An Arch-great Puritane ! How comes thy soule so little . Pur. I did exercise too much with a liuely Spirit . Plu. Are there any more of his Synagogue ? Ruff. Yes , a whole Hoy-full are Landed . Omn. Ha! Ply Are they all so blacke as he is ? Omn. Worse . Min. Syrra , why being a Puritane is your soule so black ? Pur.

Wee were all smoakt out of our owne Countrey , and sent to Rotterdam .

Min. How camst thou lame and crooked , why do'st halt ? Pur.

All the brethren and sisters for the better part are crooked , and halt : for my owne part , I neuer went vpright .

Iudg. And yet a puritane ? hence with him . Pur. Alacke ! How can I choose but halt , goe lame , and crooked ? When I pulld a whole church downe vpon my backe . Min. Hence with him , he will pull all hell downe too . A noise to come in . Pur. Let in the brethren , to confound this wicked assembly , 3. Iud. Thrust him out at hell gates . Exit . Plu. Thei le confound our kingdome , If here they get but footing : rise therefore , away ; Keepe the Iurie of brokers till our next court day . Min. Adiourne this . Fur. O yes ! Sessions is deferd Because of Puritanes , Hell cannot be cleerd . Plu. Set forward to our Hall paued all with brasse , Iudges we thanke you : let our officers drinke , I' th bottome of hells celler , for their good seruice . Since to this heigth our Empyre vp you reare , Hell shall hold triumphes , and ( that 's don , ) prepare , Agen to walke your circuites o're the earth , Soules are hells Subiects , and then grones our mirth . FINIS .
Epilogue . IF't be not good , the Diuell is in 't , ( they say , ) The Diuell was in 't , this then is no good play By that conclusion , but hereby is meant , If for so many nones , and midnights spent To reape three howres of mirth , our haruest-seede Lyes still and rot . The Diuell in 't then indeed ▪ Much Labour , Art , and Wit , make vp a Play As it does a Ship , yet both are cast away , ( When brauely they haue past the humorous Seas ) At landing , What black fates curseth both these ? Sayle it , or sinck it , now t is forth , and nere The Hauen at which it longs t' ariue : if there It suffers wrack , the spitefuller Rockes shoote forth , Yet non may bring it home laden with much worth . By your wonted gentle gale , ( sweete as the Balme , ) Or by extending faire liberall Palme . To fan away all stormes , if you see it lowers , The ayre shall ring thankes , but the glory 's yours .
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a-●under _KNowledge and Reward dwell far a-sunder . Greatnes lay once betweene them . But mor● for Nothing . I haue Sung so , but wil no more . A Hue-and Cry follow , his Wit , that Knig●ts tis now the Fashion . Lords , look wel : Knights , Thank well ; Gntlemen , promise well ; Cancel●ing , nor shall be ( betweene you and me ) a Cancelling . I haue cast mine eye vpon many , but find mor● vpon many , but find none more fit , none more worthy , to Patronize this , than you , Lab●ur Protected it . Your Cost , Counsell , and Labour , had bin ill spent , if a Second should 〈◊〉 Bosomes ; That the God of Poets , may neuer pester your Stage with a Cherilus , nor a Suffenus ●'were WOuld t'were a Custome that at all New-playes The Makers Poesi●s those , whose quicke cleare eyes can viewe . Poesies pure Essence , It being so diuine , That ●ong daunce still to Pan , They shall but get long Eares by it : Giue me That Man , Who when in●ects of an Impostumd Braynes ( Breaking out ) insects a Theater , and hotly raignes , Killing H●arers Theater , and hotly raignes , Killing the Hearers hearts , that the vast roomes Stand empty ●oombes roomes Stand empty , like so many Dead-mens toombes , Can call the Banishd Auditor home , And R●re th'Hammer , on tiptoe , to Reach vp , And ( from Rare silence ) clap their Brawny hands , T'Applaud ●●is mee : And to bee such-a-One , Our Poet ( this day ) striues , or to bee None : Lend not b●are Please , hee's Crownd , if Not , his Fate must beare it . H● HA ! Wha● What slaue ? fl●sh drudge , her Gally-slaue . I ha'wore , My flesh toth' bones , bones marrowles , at the Oaer Pln. Plu. car●es doings : Graues-end-barge has more , And cartes as good as any are in hell ; I feare th' m●n goe about : besides , tis thought , That man to find hell , now , new waies haue sought ●s find hell , now , new waies haue sought , As Spaniards did to the Indies . Pluto , mend Sp●nirards find hell , now , new waies haue sought , As Spaniards did to the Indies . Pluto , mend My wages suoring , That should for prey be watching ) here snoring lyes . abaw'de Another : looke : dancing a bawde on's knee . Sqirit Charon . Lurchall and another Spirit comes vp . R●pes Is not the world as t'was ? Once mother of Rapes , Incests , and Sodomies , Atheisme , and pe●urie Is there such penurie of man-kinde Hell-houndes ▪ You can lye Plut● No , No ; most awefull Pluto . O● Rufman , take instantly a Courtiers shape Of any country : choose thine owne disguize ●'are Fly into the world : As y'are in shapes transformde be so in name , For N●pl●s sides onely : be you the same ; 〈◊〉 thee to Naples , ( Rufman ) , thou shalt finde A Prince Rufm●n be you the same ; 〈◊〉 thee to Naples , ( Rufman ) , thou shalt finde A Prince there ( newly ap●ly finde A Prince there ( newly crownde , ) apply inclinde de To any bendings ▪ least his 〈◊〉 A Prince there ( newly crownde , ) apply inclinde de To any bendings ▪ least his youthfull bendin●●● newly crownde , ) apply inclinde de To any bendings ▪ least his youthfull browes 〈◊〉 at Stars 〈◊〉 Stars only , wey down his loftiest boughes With leaden plome●● poison his best thoughts leade● only , wey down his loftiest boughes With leaden plome●● poison his best thoughts with tast O● plome●● poison his best thoughts with tast Of things most sensuall ; if the heart once thing● plome●● poison his best thoughts with tast Of things most sensuall ; if the heart once wast The doo'● Ile doo't in brauery : if as deepe as hell , Thy large Th● doo't in brauery : if as deepe as hell , Thy large eares heare a Land curse me , my part's Best-samde To the Friery , Best-famde in Naples for strict orders : throw What n●ts in Naples for strict orders : throw What nets thou seest can catch them : Amongst 'em ●aster or candle cannot curse me out : Ile curse faster than they . O● Be thou a cittie-diuell , make thy hands Of Harpyes clawes , which being on courtiers O●ce Harpyes clawes , which being on courtiers lāds Once fastend , ne're let loose , the Merchant b●n●k-rupt●s●e see thou thy flag display . Of politicke banckruptnesse : traine vp as many To f●●ght vnder it , th●● traine vp as many To f●●ght vnder it , as thou canst , for now's not any That breake , no● their necks first ) if , beside Thou canst not through the whole citie meete with pride enu● citie meete with pride , Riot , lechery , enuy , Auarice , and such stuffe , Bring 'em 〈◊〉 meete with pride , Riot , lechery , enuy , Auarice , and such stuffe , Bring 'em all-in coach'd B●ing lechery , enuy , Auarice , and such stuffe , Bring 'em all-in coach'd , the gares are wide Sta● Stay , least you should want helpers at your le●st Stay , least you should want helpers at your calling sh●ll should want helpers at your calling Any diuels shall come , ( Search hound , Tobacco-spawling S●arch at your calling Any diuels shall come , ( Search hound , Tobacco-spawling , Vpshotten , Suckland ●ew to imploy , but call not many , The'rs but few good in hell . And stay , remember We all ●bout The Tree Blasted with Goblins , that about whose roote 5. Mandrakes growe , i'th Groue ●'th that about whose roote 5. Mandrakes growe , i'th Groue by Naples there , Meete there . sh●lt Ghosts , weele plye our thrift so well , Thou shalt be forc'd to enlarge thy Iayle of Hell . saw●y Be quicke th'at best , let sawcy mortals know , How ere they sleepe , there's B●isco Astolfo , ( 2. vnckles ) Narcisso , Iouinelli , Brisco , ( Counts ) with others , Counte Spendola T●under being here ( this day ) Let Canons tell in Thunder her Arriuall , When shee's at hand our selfe ●ill Arriuall , When shee's at hand our selfe will meete her , abou● Pray rise ; vntill about our browes were throwne , These sparkling su●h browes were throwne , These sparkling beames , such adoration Was not bestowde on vs : whom world Idoll , ( Gold ) or mee ? Indeed t'is the worlds Saynt , if that you adore , Goe , pray to G●e t'is the world Saynt , if that you adore , Goe , pray to your coffers . None to vs shall you● Saynt , if that you adore , Goe , pray to your coffers . None to vs shall bow , Giue God ●re does allow That Subiects should to those who are Supreme , Bend , as to God , ( all Kings Supr●me allow That Subiects should to those who are Supreme , Bend , as to God , ( all Kings being like King● who are Supreme , Bend , as to God , ( all Kings being like to him ) h●● Bend , as to God , ( all Kings being like to him ) ●ood Gods of clay , Brittle as you are , you as good as they , Onely in weight they differ , bu● they differ , ( this poore dram ) Yet all but flesh and bloud ; And such I am . If such ●f Here are the Names of bold conspirators , ( Yong Catilines , and R●bellion your Fathers dayes kindled the fires Of here Rebellion . raytors Ashes lye . King , Set thy hand to this let Traytors dye . ●ollicie Sound Pollicie . cur●'d first day , How should that Chronicler be curs'd ? your paper . When such a fatall booke condu●tes day ? woud I were ith streetes where the conduites run claret wine , there's some good fellowship i●e the yeere shall be a booke Which each day ile reade or'e : I well may doe't , The booke gi●t all turne pettifoggers , and in stead of gilt rapiers , hang buckram bags at our girdles Sta●ue slaue-like to Captaines proud commands , Starue , and lie nastie , when the selfe-same pay 〈◊〉 Captaines proud commands , Starue , and lie nastie , when the selfe-same pay , The Souldier roagu●s What a number of tottred roagues wilbe turn'd into braue fellowes a this br●nne it'h reuerend Schooles , Where weele sift branne from Houre , ( hisse babling fooles , But eachmans were base , The winning of the gole crownes each mans race . refound name In regions far hence , where it does resound Lowder than here at home ; to touch this s●all Peace you shall know hot hell time enough . hi● ? ( Pleasure : ) euery mans ayme , Is to his pleasure : onely tis changde in name , Thats i● and to gaine it , His soule must compasse it tho hell restraine it ▪ To this marke all fo● thoughts , Creation drew , That all might striue for a thing , thats got by fewe : Who are those ●uffians What ruffians this ? e'a●st weele proclaime , if thine owne words thou e'arst , bee't thine owne shame . 〈◊〉 agen ▪ Deere vncle , honored Lords , with our whole court Honor her hither ; I am rapd Ttūpets. Trūpets S●umbroth Enter Scumbroth , ringing a Bell ; Alphege , a Fryer , & ●●ūg drawer in a new Tauern , first day the bush is hūg vp . Subpiors : the Lord Priors napkin here , there the Subpriors : his knife and case of pick-toothes thus oth●r What other dutie Sir , must I call mine ? ignornnce Thy ignorance is thy pardon , wee beleeue thee . Au●ite Audite fratres , they doe not onely proue it lawfull tem●eraturā Anima sequitur temperaturā Corporis , It is a principle , & contra t'abuire brethren , Shall we ( bound by solemne oathes ) t'abiure the world , And all her sorceries ▪ to whom co●et You may ; Las ! most men couet still the broadest way . Dam●in-peare-plom kick-choses , Preserue the apricock , and cherry , Damsin-peare-plom , raspis berry ; Potates ike if you shall Ab●ndance Rush take lessons against night , for fare Abundance and delitious . ●ite Blest sir , according to the Churches rite We ( Pilgrimes , to Ierusalem bound ) this s●● How ? sin to feed religious votaries ! vo●a●ies How ? sin to feed religious votaries ! idl● Rather to nourish idle vagabōdes : The Cleargy of other lands vagabōd● Rather to nourish idle vagabōdes : The Cleargy of other lands , haue with pletie The Cleargy of other lands , haue with much plentie And thrift destroyde those drones , that l●zily And thrift destroyde those drones , that lazily Liue eating vp the labours of the bee . ●ffice feede the soule , He makes that charge his office . Als misdeeds ! alas ! They through the Alsmisdeeds soule , He makes that charge his office . Als misdeeds ! alas ! They through the Lawyers Besid●s Besides my reuerend Lord , These manderers here fainti●g you eate , And when you haue relieu'd your fainting limbes , Commend me in your prayers , and do●●rd Old superstitious dotard ; beate hence these beggers . ●pent Many old mens curses will on his soule be spent , Who thus defaces , Charities monument cea●e I told you they were curs , that cease to barke , no longer then you feede them ●ut fiends of hell , Of soules thou iudge must , but most terrible , I must exact a double pay ●ee Nere hadst thou Iorney man deserude such fee , Let me cast vp my reckonings , what I vo●age reckonings , what I ha won In this first voiage : Charity ! shees vndon : Fat gluttony broke T●ue damnedst fury : oh , but Frier Clement's free ! True : ha'st no snare t' intrap him let me see intr●p Clement's free ! True : ha'st no snare t' intrap him let me see . Hees old , choake him with Sackle-soul● gold ; hold on thy Reuells , Pluto makes Sackle-soule president of Diuels . ●●racters shall not be abusde by lawes Wrap'd vp in caracters , crabbed and vnknowne , These thine owne cob-w●bbe Like cob-webbe in fowle roomes , through which great flies ●owle Like cob-webbe in fowle roomes , through which great flies Breake ●ies the lesse being caught bith wing , there dies . No no , thy lawes ile fix full in thy 〈◊〉 bith wing , there dies . No no , thy lawes ile fix full in thy sight , Hangs a table vp bea●en constant way . Ith bottomles gulph of state , ( beaten by the stormes Of youthfull follie , raging ●rack Shee may be sau'de from sinking and from wrack , ( Steerd by this compasse , for the points S●ee●d be sau'de from sinking and from wrack , ( Steerd by this compasse , for the points of it 〈◊〉 for the points of it Shall guide her so , on rockes she cannot split . rocke● the points of it Shall guide her so , on rockes she cannot split . ●ares Orpheus fiddle-case ) they will tickle your eares If they can doo't with scraping . wet●●ng dog-skin gloues . Made not to shrinke it'h wetting . ●pish that dare mount , mount'em higher , Where apish pastimes lay our soules downe flat , Groueling ●●em We neuer shall haue ours : let vs crosse them As they crosse vs . Iou●nell● Teach Iouinelli and Brisco when to giue fire . Dromes and trompe●s and Brisco when to giue fire . Dromes and trompets sounding , be 〈◊〉 Not if you bestir your slu●panimbly sir . our Not if you bestir your slu●panimbly sir . 〈◊〉 baffuld For my limbes lost in seruice ! your noble father Has clapd this buff-ierkin , when to● buff-ierkin , when this Stump of wood Has vp to th' ' knee stucke three howres in french ●oot bestird their 〈◊〉 , and ran away : Ile stand toot , I . ●ne sport A Souldier wood ha giuen thee : my one hundred Had taught thee all the rules i'th ●●r●ueners I can fetch twenty fortueners haue don more With a bare goose-quill . ●hich Sir : these pleasures to the King which I prefer , Flow from Ioues braine . N●● Nar : k●t Wud I had thee hung vp at our maine kit . Mine●ua No Sir Ioues braine , ( Minerua queene of wit ) If all the Muses and the ●ppeares Princely eares , Apollo ( Father to them all ) — appeares — s●ow it ; and comes to present a verie prettie show of his schollers in broken Latin . La●● verie prettie show of his schollers in broken Latin . Exi● Exit . ●oe your Sayles : stand to your Top-sailes : let goe your Harriars , let goe , amaine louere Goo●f●llowes , amaine louere amaine , quicke , quick , Goodfellowes . you● your Drablers , and your Banners ; our with your Courses : Ho , — I spie two Shippes yonder B●unt-fell●● Ime a Blunt-fellow you see , All I say is this , You that scorne seenewonders Kings Through which you ha passd , you ha seene wonders , shew em . S●eath Tis excellent S'death from whence flew they ? Boore-hallers Souldier , lead a tottered traine Of ruffianly Boote-hallers : I noted all These feasts for Kings : ith fell●wes ¶ A Table is set out by young fellowes like Merchants men , Bookes of Accounts M●rchants A Table is set out by young fellowes like Merchants men , Bookes of Accounts vpon it , small wri●e Bookes of Accounts vpon it , small Deskes to write vpon , they sit downe to write Tickets , tha●rt Diuell , if Pride be one . But Lurchall , now tha'rt in , and for yeares bound , To play the ●ound play the Merchant , play him right : th'ast found A Master , who more villenie has by hart d●unke Would all the Citie-Sextons , at my cost Were drunke this day 4. howres . c●oake There sir , Ile sit , And croake like a Rauen , to damb thee in hels pit R●uen There sir , Ile sit , And croake like a Rauen , to damb thee in hels pit . seroll Barteruile set amongst his men reading a long scroll . H●w it for lesse than I , yet receiude more . How much remaines of the salt tribute due ? Brano Enter a Brauo with mony . mai●●ers They are sure , tho not the soundest pay maisters , Read whats the summe . Bu● But bare 200 . crownes . 20● But bare 200 . crownes . haue● away crack't french crownes euery day . I haue a suite to your worship in behalfe of all worsh●p I thanke your good worship , I had not such a sweete bit giuen me this worsh●p come first sir : I thanke your venerable worship ; the pox gnaw out so many small guts as Extit Exit Lurchall . domnation Thus wind'st thou to damnation . ye● Dare ! yea sir , and dare stab him to the heart , Offers l●ue by it . In my bosome sleepe ( My doue , my loue , ) prosper but thou and I , 〈◊〉 To our Vines . 〈◊〉 Your Vines ? ( The tree of sin and shame ? ) this Serpent here , Has with H●● of sin and shame ? ) this Serpent here , Has with that liquorish poison , so set on fire l●q●orish shame ? ) this Serpent here , Has with that liquorish poison , so set on fire The braines of Nicodeme no● In very deede ( for I not sweare ) It did not sir : to me you malice beare , As if that tho● What hast thou seene ? Scumbr●●● I speak't in teares : Scumbroth our cooke , and a female I beheld Kissing thi●ke in our orchard : on her lippes he dwelld I thinke some halfe howre . ●echerous Let vs some plagues inuent to lay on this lecherous knaue ▪ ●ight will , thy wish thou ne're shalt haue , In sight of heauen who sees and punishes Mens blacke ●r'st prophecie , ( vitious old man to thee , Who er'st with lift-vp-hands , and downe-bowed knee D●gst spite , Onely to eate a liquorish appetite ; Digst our religious wales vp , planting there he●●● Ingender sin with sin ; that wines rich heate May bring forth Lust , Lust murder may beget ●aile , Lust murder may beget , But here strike saile , this barke awhile hale in , And lanch O● misers chests so fast thou canst not come ? Or fearst thou theeues , or cutpurses ? here cu●purses canst not come ? Or fearst thou theeues , or cutpurses ? here be some Can saue thee from their ●hy Arise ; And dazle th' approching night with thy glistring eyes . the●le beware It'n way thou meetst no Lawyers : theile pull thee bare , Hence : downe . Scorn●e fires him warme not : At this spring , ( Scornde by the rest for him , ) spred thy gilt wing spr●d spring , ( Scornde by the rest for him , ) spred thy gilt wing , Full in his eye ; As he 〈◊〉 the King , Narcisco , Brisco , Spendola , Iouinelli , Rufman , followed by Astolfo . ●ell'em great horses , when they Are past seruice : sell'em to brewers and make'em drey-horses : So no● haue factors to buy the fairest , do ate not any , 〈…〉 the turke , regard none , yet ●hose many . 〈…〉 You heare the Iuries verdit . 〈…〉 whose foreman's the diuell ? 〈…〉 counsell thee h●pe why ? the heauen can abide but one sun , I hope we on earth may loue many mens daughters daughters● sun , I hope we on earth may loue many mens daughters▪ ▪ Tell Erminhilda so : send her home to T●●l we on earth may loue many mens daughters ▪ Tell Erminhilda so : send her home to the duke cha●● the Commons then . Will you not mary this chast Lady then ? ●st loue had bin ( as fate ) Vnmoueable ; and ist now turn'd to hate ? Yes , yes , hees wauering diuor●e Worse than a diuorce No : to his eyes since hatefull I am growne Ex●● Exit ▪ p●t Enter Subprior with an earthen pot , and a lanthorne ; Scumbroath with him ●●d Enter Subprior with an earthen pot , and a lanthorne ; Scumbroath with him with a lan●horne Enter Subprior with an earthen pot , and a lanthorne ; Scumbroath with him with a peice . diu●ll dyes if I sleepe , I am possest with the diuell and cannot sleepe . sle●pe , I am possest with the diuell and cannot sleepe . d●uell What diuell possesses thee ? ●encers The fencers diuell ▪ a fighting diuell ; Rush has committed mansl●ughter has taken away my good name , which is flat manslaughter , and halfe hangd me , which is as much whorme●monger pistall against my caliuer , do I looke like a whoremonger ? when haue you seene a wencher thus ●iary ●urie I am scalding hot ; I am chargd with furie , I carie a heart-burning within me . I kis● shall haue boyes cry out to me , now who kist Mary ? No Rush , Scumbroth shall giue thee patiencee belide , Reioyce , by wrongs to haue thy patience tride . He shall forgiuenes aske thee . T●ese These bloudie thoughts will dam thee into hell so● Doe you thinke so? ? what becomes of our roaring boyes then 〈◊〉 what becomes of our roaring boyes then that stab healths one to another , doe you thinke damb● to another , doe you thinke they will be dambd vp too ? despaite prayer , Two sinnes beset thee , murder , and despaire , I charge thee meete me at my cell anon o●●son cell anon , To saue thee will I spend my orison . In name of heauen I charge thee to be si● Well sir ▪ the cold water of your counsell has laid ●urie of your counsell has laid the neate of my furie : he had met with his match , but I wil mis begot pot , With water not with thee ; thou art misbegot . Else wouldst thou not lye there ; what H●st wouldst thou not lye there ; what Orphans blood Hast thou suckt out , to make this golden flood l●sse soule of man ? Would some poore wretch ( by losse of law vndone ) Had thee : goe doe him good ha●me Hurt ? If I did hurt in that , how much harme doe Almanake makers , who lye coldly quiuering Alma●●ke If I did hurt in that , how much harme doe Almanake makers , who lye coldly quiuering at it h●ppy Hees happy that meddles not with this world indeed Palquo●icall Eccentricall , Cosmicall , Acronicall , and such Palquaicall , Solar , Lunar , Lunaticall vaulting ouer L●naticall , and such Palquaicall , Solar , Lunar , Lunaticall vaulting ouer the railes of heauen , that Co●e Ignorance still is foe to Arts profound . Come hither man , come hither . ther●'s right , and the right as much as the left , there's paxonisme for you father globicall paxonisme booke-keep●r , and the Sun sees the constable and the booke-keeper share fees the next morning . b●wling sweare tis well : the Moone sees bastards come bawling into the world , & the Sun sees'em shifted shuftled the world , & the Sun sees'em shifted and shuffled in dossers , away to nurse , & thats the s●pping curmudgeons come reeling from Tauerns with sipping of halfe pintes of Sack , and the Sun sees pi●tes reeling from Tauerns with sipping of halfe pintes of Sack , and the Sun sees the same churles Vsuters mary , father Subprior , the diuell and some Vsurers mony haue bin here at their lecherie , and ●ūgry thou relieue the lame , sick , blind ▪ & hūgry ● Farewell good father , a foole : Ile giue the blinde a dog to lead ●o●gues and the hungry leap at a crust : I seede roagues , the pox shall : the world is changde : Gl●● Glit : G●●t Glit : ●angers great head of yours cannot get it out of my fangers . Zounds who the diuel art thou ? ri●h A spirit sent vp from hell to make thee rich . Sp●nd Spend those I charge thee first . do●'t What neede you be at such charges , Ile doe't : but shall the poore be a pennie the better s●ullion I am a cooke , my Genius then belike is a scullion ; but when this is spent , can my Genius la●ghing Enter Shacklesoule laughing . w●t Ha , ha ! downe downe bright spirit , thou wut bee mist anon , hell mynt stands ydle . Narciss● Enter K. Rufman , Narcisso , Spendola , Brisco , Iouinelli . Io●uinelli K. Rufman , Narcisso , Spendola , Brisco , Iouinelli . deafl'd tribute-monies ) speak your wrongs ; nay you haue deaff'd our cares too much already , hee does confesse 2●o owne , toth' next : O Barteruile ! for these 200 . crownes . vd● Thou say'st thowlt sweare th'ast payd it : vds nailes sweare so , And the fowle feende ●eende it : vds nailes sweare so , And the fowle feende goe with't : 200. crownes ? I ha lost as da●od Thats now , be damed , and so away . iu●tice O iustice I falne downe dead ▪ Lurcha●● Lurchall & Rufman about him , 〈◊〉 Omn . ●ruth staffe ( beating the earth , for heauen loues truth Is burst in shiuers , and that gold he swore W●● burst in shiuers , and that gold he swore Was pay'd to me , lyes scattred on the flore p●y'd burst in shiuers , and that gold he swore Was pay'd to me , lyes scattred on the flore . ●●ore swore Was pay'd to me , lyes scattred on the flore . 〈◊〉 What ist count Spendola ? ●●it Exit . gon● Doe , and be gone . 〈◊〉 pay'd : the diuels turn'd puritane I feare , He hates ( me thinkes ) to heare his own child ●●tes : the diuels turn'd puritane I feare , He hates ( me thinkes ) to heare his own child sweare 〈◊〉 The office of this periurde Barteruile , I frankly giue away , diuiding it To the Count Spendola 〈◊〉 If to his life ▪ the diuel giues longer lease ow●● hel ; goe see , & from him 〈…〉 of what he owes vs . 〈◊〉 That strict account ile take . 〈◊〉 That strict account ile take . fauou● Show him no fauour . 〈◊〉 Enter Octavio with petitions . 〈◊〉 Enter Octavio with petitions . th●● If now thou art a iust King , keepe thy word , With ar● If now thou art a iust King , keepe thy word , With thy ●ust If now thou art a iust King , keepe thy word , With thy poore subiects v●cle How now vncle ? why e●ough the poore mans crye : And yonders crying enough , at thy Court gates ; Fiue hundred 〈◊〉 gat●s And yonders crying enough , at thy Court gates ; Fiue hundred 〈◊〉 heads , and scarce 10, 〈◊〉 gates ; Fiue hundred 〈◊〉 heads , and scarce 10, good hats , Yet haberdashers too , of all ha●s Fiue hundred 〈◊〉 heads , and scarce 10, good hats , Yet haberdashers too , of all trades some ha●●ane In their owne sattins , pay for what they ha tane , And these will goe lesse braue , Holy●Saint Holy Saint pardon me , ( las good father , my 〈◊〉 Holy Saint pardon me , ( las good father , my braine So wilde is I forgot N●ples All the Barbers in Naples tell newes of that Priorie . ●ouse would your Grace would let me purge this house of her infection ; bestowe the Liuings of s●eeten ; bestowe the Liuings of it on mee , ile sweeten it in one Moneth . 〈◊〉 the Liuings of it on mee , ile sweeten it in one Moneth . thoses Woe to those dayes , When to raise Vpstarts , the poore O●●sons to Tyrannize Where many a good man hys his Orisons said , And many a Requiem bene sung out R●quiem good man hys his Orisons said , And many a Requiem bene sung out for the Dead , ( Till I am ou● sung out for the Dead , ( Till I am thrust out by Death ) ô let mee haue My dwelling there ●●ee , ( Till I am thrust out by Death ) ô let mee haue My dwelling there , there let me dig Cal●brias Calabrias Duke demaunds of you a Daughter ▪ D●ke Calabrias Duke demaunds of you a Daughter ▪ Ermingh●ld Hee sends for Erminghild . S●●●s Shees not to be found . 〈◊〉 With Sacke ile sweare you are , This was short and sweete , — Seemes then Seem●● sweare you are , This was short and sweete , — Seemes then we shal ha warres , Bohor , the Drumme ●anon , Bohor , the Drumme must ▪ scolde , the Canon thunder : Fighting about a wench . Om● Omn : neu●r I neuer begd before , Pardon his crune ( I intreate P●●don I neuer begd before , Pardon his crune ( I intreate ) and backe restore 〈◊〉 I neuer begd before , Pardon his crune ( I intreate ) and backe restore Both your Sirr● Sirra , thanke these Lords . We● Wel , get you home with your bags sir , weele pu●seu●nt abroad ; At your Citie gates The Diuells purseuant will beate ( the Canon ) Will these briske 〈◊〉 ▪ ) Goe braue your enemie now , and beate his backe ? Saue thee , thy Kingdome , and themselues Do●ard Dotard , I scorne to take prescription From any buidldings starke mad : let vs be wise , And flye from buildings falling to'th surer side , If wee can his me● King borrow 30000. Chequines of mee ! ha , ha ! thousand-●lorens Mary these — A hundred thousand-Florens fill my Coffers , Some of it is mine owne bre●ke Youle breake sir . the●r mine owne necke , but their backes ; To get their monies , Bartaruile must die , Make will R●re Rare ! d ▪ late husbands burialls ; They get not ij. d. it'h pound . ●aile With that wind must I likewise shift my saile : And where the fox gets nothing , will s●●etie to recompence which losse , And that with safetie I may giue direction To my disturbd state eraue may giue direction To my disturbd state , craue I the Kings protection . ●ayre It is a buckler of a large fayre compasse Quilted within with Fox-skinnes 〈◊〉 It is a buckler of a large fayre compasse Quilted within with Fox-skinnes : In the midst A p●ke within with Fox-skinnes : In the midst A pike sticks out , ( sometimes of two yeeres long S●rieants sometimes longer . ) And this pike keepes off Serieants and Bailiffs , Actions , and Arrests : Tis ●aylors gainst all the noisome smels Of Counters , Taylors , garnishes , and such hels ; By this , craiz●e garnishes , and such hels ; By this , a debtor craizde , so lustie growes , He may walke by , and 〈◊〉 such hels ; By this , a debtor craizde , so lustie growes , He may walke by , and play with ●oe out-reache the diuell : But I tempt danger : goe thou and fetch some Frier As if ( at point hau● I haue a reaching plot in that ( boy ) hasten , sm●le plot in that ( boy ) hasten , That we may smile in our securer port : Seeing others sea anoher for garlike : One filthy sent takes away another . She once smilde vpon me like a lambe , hea● roares vpon me like a Lion . Stay : what said head ? Spend this brauely , and thou shalt haue ●ny brauely , and thou shalt haue more : can any prodigall new-come vpstart spend it more new●come thou shalt haue more : can any prodigall new-come vpstart spend it more brauely ? and now H● Ha ha , where art thou my sweete great head p●ace groue Where witches broodes ingender , ( our place of meeting . ) techerie bee the diuels bawde whilest he goes to his lecherie . Rufm●n Enter Shacklesoule , Rufman , embrace , and Lurchall , at seuerall dores ●reight And here vnlade you of that pretious freight For which you went , ( mens soules ; ) what be● Its no meruaile if markets be deere , when the Citie is bound to find 〈◊〉 no meruaile if markets be deere , when the Citie is bound to find the diuell roast-meate b●und meruaile if markets be deere , when the Citie is bound to find the diuell roast-meate . out●run scath has done me , And the knaue thinkes to out-run me . ●xe●ute We fly to execute thy dread command . bee● We haue all like bees Wrought in that Hyue of soule ( the busie Hy●e We haue all like bees Wrought in that Hyue of soule ( the busie world : ) Some ha lyen ●allow If he melted tallow , hee smelt sweetly as I doe . bu●ch●rs shambles , thou shalt see there sticks Some 4. butchers soules , puft queintly vp with pricks . ● Ewe-tree blast with your hot-scorching breath , A marke , ( toth' witch who next sits here ●alls Ooooh . — Fireworkes : Scumbroath falls . 〈◊〉 that wants of his true measure , than any tapster can draw him out of his scores : thus he 〈◊〉 can draw him out of his scores : thus he sets vp and thus hee's pulls downe ; thus is 〈◊〉 him out of his scores : thus he sets vp and thus hee's pulls downe ; thus is he raised and 〈◊〉 Nominatiuo , Hic Gallantus , a Gallant . Genetiuo , Hugious Hu●c Gallant . Genetiuo , Hugious , braue . Datiuo Huic , If he gets once a lick , Accusatiuo Hunc ●●ck , braue . Datiuo Huic , If he gets once a lick , Accusatiuo Hunc , Of a taffaty Punck . ●affa●y gets once a lick , Accusatiuo Hunc , Of a taffaty Punck . Accusatiuo Hunc , 〈…〉 Hunc , Hunc H●nc taffaty Punck . Accusatiuo Hunc , 〈…〉 Hunc , Hunc , & Hoc , With 〈◊〉 vp her smock ▪ 〈…〉 Hees crye● With 〈◊〉 vp her smock ▪ 〈…〉 Hees gon if he cryes so . 〈…〉 Away with him , he has the pock A●cus●tiuo Datiuo , His : His gilt rapier he does misse . Accusatiuo Hos , Without his cloake he goes . Accusatiuo Accusati●● Accusatiuo Hos , Without his cloake he goes . Accusatiuo Has , To the Counter he must passe . Hos 〈◊〉 he must passe . Hos , has ▪ & Hae● , With two Catchpols at his back . 〈…〉 ! A hole he t● ' his back . 〈…〉 ! A hole he desirde , and to th' hole he must goe . Ablatiuo , ab His , Thus Abl●tiuo he desirde , and to th' hole he must goe . Ablatiuo , ab His , Thus many a Gallant declined C●llant must goe . Ablatiuo , ab His , Thus many a Gallant declined is . Ermin●ild Enter Erminhild to the Subprior . troth●plight Daughter to the Calabriam Duke . The haples troth-plight wife to your sad King . af●r Drommes afar off marching . ●●ther life before a publick shame ; O then ( good father ) be it not my blame If my supposde death con●ure I doe coniure you sir , by all the bonds Tye you to pious S●nce wound the Prince let his rash hand forbeare : Since through each woūd he giues him , I am slaine veng●●nce fathers vp in Armes and does prepare Sharpe vengeance , for this citie , woe is me : trust you yo● vengeance , for this citie , woe is me : trust you To me , who nere made much of woman yet ●un's lusts flame be felt ; The Alpine-snow at the sun's beames does melt , So let your beauties ●haw sun's beames does melt , So let your beauties thaw his frozen Age , Musick first t'act an old ●●act beauties thaw his frozen Age , Musick first t'act an old Lecher , then a diuell on hells black diuell● braue set of whores ? At your striking vp , diuells dance , and all hell roares . Z●ny Zany and Curtizans fall into a short dance , ●arne At how deere rate the careles world does earne . That thing calld pleasure : how many soules that●s here tis : Cherry checkes , softest flesh ; that's shee , Breath like May , sweete and fresh Eexit ( Exit . ●orcerie Hence diuells incarnate , tis not the sorcerie Of your deceitfull tunes , shuts vp mine nigh● I bring thee tydings of thy death this night ▪ cau● Downe , downe , and sincke into thy damned caue : Looke here , doest fly thou hell-hound Marti●s ascend to heauen ) by Virgins chastitie ; By Martirs cround deaths , which recorded lye In siluer Da●e Dare them to the face , And you fright them . ban● his Prince so in distresse , in miserie ; O bane of Kings ! ( thou inchanting flatterie , ●ating inchanting flatterie , ) Thy venome now I feele , eating my heart , More mortall than an Indians ou● Yar'e too deiected , gather head and fight it out . ●ort I am armd fort : shew it . Bru●●s Oh my cruelst enemies ! Stabs Brutus at me too ? ●No No : into hel , from men to be dambd black fro● No : into hel , from men to be dambd black with fiends . Me thinkes ●awne black with fiends . Me thinkes I see hell yawne to swallow vs . ●rier Whither runnes this Frier ? Bateruiles : a quick messenger fetched me to be rich Barteruiles confessor , who lyes a dying . 〈◊〉 A dying ! disg●ise This Bohor shall disguise me , whither wilt thou fly ▪ chea●e meete , yes , I hope , you must not thus cheate hel . ●f Barteruiles Confessor : if to betray Thou findst the churle apt , leaue ●or Send for your truncks and iewels , ile ship you this trancks Send for your truncks and iewels , ile ship you this night meane ce●lar meane time , this vnknowne way , leads to a cellar , where a world cannot fetch you forth : dry●fa● forth : In , In , if danger pursue you , in a dry-fat ile packe you hence ▪ ●ees my cold cellar ; stay , house beset ? what sees ? be●ray Lurchall , 6000. Crownes are his , can these betray , Soone earnd , weele share fetch , the Ca●abriam betray , Soone earnd , weele share fetch , the Calabriam hither , They are here say : dam 'em . de You shall be dambd together . Ki●● Enter King as a Frier . D●us man desires to take Leaue off this world ? Deus hic to all now here . ●eepe to you confesse You are bound by oath to keepe . a●er I auer no lesse . l●sse I auer no lesse . Barteruil● this close , I am no Turke , not I , But Barteruile disguisde in pollicy . disguis●●e , I am no Turke , not I , But Barteruile disguisde in pollicy . i● Turke , not I , But Barteruile disguisde in pollicy . Ar● Are you the Sickman ▪ Sickma● Are you the Sickman ▪ ●apuchine sweete Domine Frier , Ile be like you , a Capuchine : So , by your Prior , Sub-prior , and couent ●euell Alas ▪ what leuell but pure deuotion ? ●●ole villanie art thou growne ? When ( of good men ) whole kingdomes scarce breede One . ●ye Calabria sir if you haue made mee tell a lye , theile send me of a voiage to the yland thei●e Calabria sir if you haue made mee tell a lye , theile send me of a voiage to the yland of Hogs se●● if you haue made mee tell a lye , theile send me of a voiage to the yland of Hogs and ●e yland of Hogs and Diuels , ( the Barmudas , ) the Duke sir . ●as His grace is welcome , las ! I had more neede To haue Phisitions and Whtiher Whither , by whome ? ●ee By the Great-head , I thinke he couzened mee , Hee is gone to the blacke-squibbe-tree ●rier by the Diuell , I tolde you then , I saw Frier Rush spit fire amongst other Hel-cats , Hel-c●t● I saw Frier Rush spit fire amongst other Hel-cats , and yee woud not belieue me ▪ Now I tell thr●atned taste the liquor of our Vines , because you threatned he should neuer licke his lippes after . ●kowring-sticke grape stopt his winde-pipe , for want of a skowring-sticke . ●Enter Enter Barteruile like a Frier , brought in by ●ye O Fye ! giue it euery farthing to the poore , Ru●● Rush : s●●le I know that : Let my soule be the better for't , Thats all I craue ●or't I know that : Let my soule be the better for't , Thats all I craue for , after I am dead Requ●em Many a Requiem for it shall be said . Dru●● What Drum is this ? 〈◊〉 What Drum is this ? ●ryers Fryers stand vpon your Guard . The Priorie is beset ●pon Fryers stand vpon your Guard . The Priorie is beset with Armed-men Prio●●e Fryers stand vpon your Guard . The Priorie is beset with Armed-men , Of which some 〈◊〉 with Armed-men , Of which some Troupes are entred . sparklings shind , yes , and to throw Fires from his sparkling eyes , thee to confound , Touch not that beat● Thunder mock thunder , beats ours . quench● O let these fires be quenchd out with my teares , If waters cannot , tear●s O let these fires be quenchd out with my teares , If waters cannot , ( Duke ) I bind thy I● these fires be quenchd out with my teares , If waters cannot , ( Duke ) I bind thy rage ●nd I bind thy rage With this strong charme , and this read ore that spell , And let thy hard th●s bind thy rage With this strong charme , and this read ore that spell , And let thy hard brest Iou●nelli Wheres Iouinelli ; and that bastard crue Of my false friendes c●ue Wheres Iouinelli ; and that bastard crue Of my false friendes ? Ermin●ild Enter Subprior and Erminhild . p●●t confound If you goe on : your battailes thus ile part , The first blow giuen , shall run cleane 〈◊〉 , shall run cleane through my heart ▪ Oh noble constant maid , forgiue my wrongs , The 〈◊〉 noble constant maid , forgiue my wrongs , The warmth of heauen to a pyning spring Cannot such 〈◊〉 , The warmth of heauen to a pyning spring Cannot such comfort giue as thy glad presence Does 〈◊〉 Cannot such comfort giue as thy glad presence Does to my bosome . saith stormes when faire windes blow : Will you your faith yet keepe ? Ha●● And all my hate . Hast all these Friers vp to the Abbey walles ●ust Grinded these hellish buildings : that hand was iust , Which struke your vitious Prior , so is ●●ruke hellish buildings : that hand was iust , Which struke your vitious Prior , so is our doome , That 〈◊〉 Ten Kingdomes cannot buy thee ; were there 10. hels Thart dambd in all , S'death ! fie hel● Kingdomes cannot buy thee ; were there 10. hels Thart dambd in all , S'death ! fie that tho● King , little doest thou know , whom ( all this while ) Thy court ●ope Ile put in 4. brokers to be my baile : I hope theile be ( taken . O●r shalt from vs haue honours . Here we begin Our reigne anew , which golden threds shall ●hall Zounds drinke , shall I choake in mine Inne ? drinck . ●ull handfull of Snakes , A third spirit with a ladle full of molten gold , All three make a stand ●aughing of molten gold , All three make a stand , laughing . St●bs Stabs Rauillac . Sbac. Shac Da●nation Damnation , furies , fire-brandes . — suries Damnation , furies , fire-brandes . — stomatch Thimble-full of lymon water , to coole my stomach the ru-● s●alds els some Aquauite woman has made water , It scalds me . a●● Curtaines are drawne ouer them . E●ter Enter Rufman . H●s damnations stamp , Saucer-eyde Lucifer , has drunke to thee this deepe infernall boule E●ter Enter Pluto , attended by Minos , Aeac us , and Rhad●manth Pluto , attended by Minos , Aeac us , and Rhadamanth , and 3. Faries . Da●●ziker Yes : Dantziker is come . C●aron Charon has bound him for a thousand yeeres , To helleat The baude of Shorditch , Is that hellcat come ? ●s For whom then is this wilde Shroue-tuesday kept ? R●uillac Rauillac : I am Rauillac , that laughes at tortures 〈◊〉 am Rauillac , that laughes at tortures , spurnes at death , defies all mercy : Iybbets , ●●ūder flesh-hookes , Fames 1●00 . tonges shall thūder out Rauillaes name , extoll it , eternise ex●oll tonges shall thūder out Rauillaes name , extoll it , eternise it , 〈◊〉 it ! Canonise it Arch-helhoud's All ! no , the Arch-helhond's here . ri●e damned Arts not known now , which had then Bin rise , but now lye dead ( th' Acts with the men res● Make much of this our ningle : for the rest Deliuer'em to our head-hangman . Cai●ffs thy doome is iust ; — But your all-fac'de Caitiffs . ) fi●h What fish in your infernall Nets , Drew you vp Ith N●pl●s in your infernall Nets , Drew you vp Ith Naples Court , Citie and Frierie ? We chard'de 〈◊〉 infernall Nets , Drew you vp Ith Naples Court , Citie and Frierie ? We chard'de you saile thither ●●rierie Drew you vp Ith Naples Court , Citie and Frierie ? We chard'de you saile thither : Is mischiefs d●ie saile thither : Is mischiefs Riuer there drie ? subi●cts Enuie some : Some , who ( each meale ) eate subiects vp , and wore , Whole Families in their spotred-Conscience euer since They came ) by Hells-clarke , ( spotted-Conscience . ) ●ere such as thou art out of thy Sea-coale-pits here . Is not this Newcastle ? No● beare Can Bayle thy wretched soule hence , Now tis here . 〈◊〉 Where ist foole ? Achi●ophell No , to my olde brother , Syr Achitophell Pinch gut shall I : shall I ? ●unnes into our boyling-Lake , Where molten Golde runnes . who●e Raues hee for Bonds and incombers : to saue whose soule , ( Tho hee fed none liuing ) Saw-sages puaitane And yet a puritane ? hence with him . Ad●ourne Adiourne this . ●hall this heigth our Empyre vp you reare , Hell shall hold triumphes , and ( thats don , ) prepare ●●umphes our Empyre vp you reare , Hell shall hold triumphes , and ( thats don , ) prepare , Agen to grone● earth , Soules are hells Subiects , and then grones our mirth . D●uell IF't be not good , the Diuell is in't , ( they say , ) The Diuell was no●es conclusion , but hereby is meant , If for so many nones , and midnights spent To reape three howres Diuelt our haruest-seede Lyes still and rot . The Diuell in't then indeed ▪ Much Labour , Art , and fi●ck fates curseth both these ? Sayle it , or sinck it , now tis forth , and nere The Hauen