THE SCORNFUL LADY, A COMEDY. 

Persons Represented in the Play. 

_Elder_ Loveless, _a Sutor to the Lady_. _Young_ Loveless, _a Prodigal_. Savil, _Steward to Elder_ Loveless. Lady _and_ )Martha, )_Two Sisters_. Younglove, _or_ Abigal, _a waiting Gentlewoman_. Welford, _a Sutor to the Lady_. _Sir_ Roger, _Curate to the Lady_. (Captain ) (Travailer ) _Hangers on to Young_ Loveless. (Poet ) (Tabaco-man )_Wenches_. _Fidlers_. Morecraft, _an Usurer_. _A Rich Widow_. _Attendants_. 

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Actus primus. Scena prima. 

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_Enter the two_ Lovelesses, Savil _the Steward, and a Page_. 

_Elder Love_. Brother, is your last hope past to mollifie _Morecrafts_heart about your Morgage?

_Young Love_. Hopelesly past: I have presented the Usurer with a richerdraught than ever _Cleopatra_ swallowed; he hath suckt in ten thousandpounds worth of my Land, more than he paid for at a gulp, withoutTrumpets. 

_El. Lo_. I have as hard a task to perform in this house. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Faith mine was to make an Usurer honest, or to lose my Land. 

_El. Lo. _ And mine is to perswade a passionate woman, or to leave theLand. Make the boat stay, I fear I shall begin my unfortunate journey thisnight, though the darkness of the night and the roughness of the watersmight easily disswade an unwilling man. 

_Savil. _ Sir, your Fathers old friends hold it the sounder course for yourbody and estate to stay at home and marry, and propagate and govern in ourCountry, than to Travel and die without issue. 

_El. Lo. _ _Savil_, you shall gain the opinion of a better servant, inseeking to execute, not alter my will, howsoever my intents succeed. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Yonder's Mistres _Younglove_, Brother, the grave rubber of yourMistresses toes. 

_Enter Mistres_ Younglove _the waiting woman. _

_El. Lo. _ Mistres _Younglove_. 

_Young. _ Master _Loveless_, truly we thought your sails had been hoist: myMistres is perswaded you are Sea-sick ere this. 

_El. Lo. _ Loves she her ill taken up resolution so dearly? Didst thou moveher from me?

_Young_. By this light that shines, there's no removing her, if she get astiffe opinion by the end. I attempted her to day when they say a womancan deny nothing. 

_El. Lo_. What critical minute was that?

_Young_. When her smock was over her ears: but she was no more pliant thanif it hung about her heels. 

_El. Lo_. I prethee deliver my service, and say, I desire to see the dearcause of my banishment; and then for _France_. 

_Young_. I'le do't: hark hither, is that your Brother?

_El. Lo_. Yes, have you lost your memory?

_Young_. As I live he's a pretty fellow. [_Exit. _

_Yo. Lo_. O this is a sweet _Brache_. 

_El. Lo_. Why she knows not you. 

_Yo. Lo_. No, but she offered me once to know her: to this day she lovesyouth of Eighteen; she heard a tale how _Cupid_ struck her in love with agreat Lord in the Tilt-yard, but he never saw her; yet she in kindnesswould needs wear a Willow-garland at his Wedding. She lov'd all thePlayers in the last Queens time once over: she was struck when they actedLovers, and forsook some when they plaid Murthers. She has nine_Spur-royals_, and the servants say she hoards old gold; and she her selfpronounces angerly, that the Farmers eldest son, or her Mistres HusbandsClerk shall be, that Marries her, shall make her a joynture of fourscorepounds a year; she tells tales of the serving-men. 

_El. Lo. _ Enough, I know her Brother. I shall intreat you only to salutemy Mistres, and take leave, we'l part at the Stairs. 

_Enter Lady and waiting women. _

_Lady. _ Now Sir, this first part of your will is performed: what's therest?

_El. Lo. _ First, let me beg your notice for this Gentleman my Brother. 

_Lady. _ I shall take it as a favour done to me, though the Gentleman hathreceived but an untimely grace from you, yet my charitable dispositionwould have been ready to have done him freer courtesies as a stranger, than upon those cold commendations. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Lady, my salutations crave acquaintance and leave at once. 

_Lady. _ Sir I hope you are the master of your own occasions. 

 [_Exit Yo. Lo. And Savil. _

_El. Lo. _ Would I were so. Mistris, for me to praise over again thatworth, which all the world, and you your self can see. 

_Lady. _ It's a cold room this, Servant. 

_El. Lo. _ Mistris. 

_La. _ What think you if I have a Chimney for't, out here?

_El. Lo. _ Mistris, another in my place, that were not tyed to believe allyour actions just, would apprehend himself wrong'd: But I whose vertuesare constancy and obedience. 

_La. _ _Younglove_, make a good fire above to warm me after my servants_Exordiums_. 

_El. Lo. _ I have heard and seen your affability to be such, that theservants you give wages to may speak. 

_La. _ 'Tis true, 'tis true; but they speak to th' purpose. 

_El. Lo. _ Mistris, your will leads my speeches from the purpose. But as aman--

_La. _ A _Simile_ servant? This room was built for honest meaners, thatdeliver themselves hastily and plainly, and are gone. Is this a time orplace for _Exordiums_, and _Similes_ and _Metaphors_? If you have ought tosay, break into't: my answers shall very reasonably meet you. 

_El. Lo. _ Mistris I came to see you. 

_La. _ That's happily dispatcht, the next. 

_El. Lo. _ To take leave of you. 

_La. _ To be gone?

_El. Lo. _ Yes. 

_La. _ You need not have despair'd of that, nor have us'd so manycircumstances to win me to give you leave to perform my command; is therea third?

_El. Lo. _ Yes, I had a third had you been apt to hear it. 

_La. _ I? Never apter. Fast (good servant) fast. 

_El. Lo. _ 'Twas to intreat you to hear reason. 

_La. _ Most willingly, have you brought one can speak it?

_El. Lo. _ Lastly, it is to kindle in that barren heart love andforgiveness. 

_La. _ You would stay at home?

_El. Lo. _ Yes Lady. 

_La. _ Why you may, and doubtlesly will, when you have debated that yourcommander is but your Mistris, a woman, a weak one, wildly overborn withpassions: but the thing by her commanded, is to see _Dovers_ dreadfulcliffe, passing in a poor Water-house; the dangers of the mercilessChannel 'twixt that and _Callis_, five long hours sail, with three poorweeks victuals. 

_El. Lo. _ You wrong me. 

_La. _ Then to land dumb, unable to enquire for an English hoast, to removefrom City to City, by most chargeable Post-horse, like one that rode inquest of his Mother tongue. 

_El. Lo. _ You wrong me much. 

_La. _ And all these (almost invincible labours) performed for yourMistris, to be in danger to forsake her, and to put on new allegeance tosome _French_ Lady, who is content to change language with your laughter, and after your whole year spent in Tennis and broken speech, to stand tothe hazard of being laught at, at your return, and have tales made on youby the Chamber-maids. 

_El. Lo. _ You wrong me much. 

_La. _ Louder yet. 

_El. Lo. _ You know your least word is of force to make me seek outdangers, move me not with toyes: but in this banishment, I must take leaveto say, you are unjust: was one kiss forc't from you in publick by me sounpardonable? Why all the hours of day and night have seen us kiss. 

_La. _ 'Tis true, and so you told the company that heard me chide. 

_Elder Lov. _ Your own eyes were not dearer to you than I. 

_Lady. _ And so you told 'em. 

_Elder Lo. _ I did, yet no sign of disgrace need to have stain'd yourcheek: you your self knew your pure and simple heart to be most unspotted, and free from the least baseness. 

_Lady. _ I did: But if a Maids heart doth but once think that she issuspected, her own face will write her guilty. 

_Elder Lo. _ But where lay this disgrace? The world that knew us, knew ourresolutions well: And could it be hop'd that I should give away myfreedom; and venture a perpetual bondage with one I never kist? or could Iin strict wisdom take too much love upon me, from her that chose me forher Husband?

_Lady. _ Believe me; if my Wedding-smock were on, Were the Gloves bought and given, the Licence come, Were the Rosemary-branches dipt, and allThe Hipochrist and Cakes eat and drunk off, Were these two armes incompast with the handsOf Bachelors to lead me to the Church, Were my feet in the door, were I _John_, said, If _John_ should boast a favour done by me, I would not wed that year: And you I hope, When you have spent this year commodiously, In atchieving Languages, will at your returnAcknowledge me more coy of parting with mine eyes, Than such a friend: More talk I hold not nowIf you dare go. 

_Elder Lo. _ I dare, you know: First let me kiss. 

_Lady. _ Farewel sweet Servant, your task perform'd, On a new ground as a beginning Sutor, I shall be apt to hear you. 

_Elder Lo. _ Farewel cruel Mistres. [_Exit_ Lady. 

_Enter Young Loveless, and Savil. _

_Young Lo. _ Brother you'l hazard the losing your tide to _Gravesend_: youhave a long half mile by Land to _Greenewich_?

_Elder Lo. _ I go: but Brother, what yet unheard of course to live, dothyour imagination flatter you with? Your ordinary means are devour'd. 

_Young Lo. _ Course? why Horse-coursing I think. Consume no time in this: Ihave no Estate to be mended by meditation: he that busies himself about myfortunes may properly be said to busie himself about nothing. 

_Elder Lo. _ Yet some course you must take, which for my satisfactionresolve and open; if you will shape none, I must inform you that that manbut perswades himself he means to live, that imagines not the means. 

_Young Lo. _ Why live upon others, as others have lived upon me. 

_Elder Lo. _ I apprehend not that: you have fed others, and consequentlydispos'd of 'em: and the same measure must you expect from yourmaintainers, which will be too heavy an alteration for you to bear. 

_Young Lo. _ Why I'le purse; if that raise me not, I'le bet atBowling-alleyes, or man Whores; I would fain live by others: but I'le livewhilst I am unhang'd, and after the thought's taken. 

_Elder Love. _ I see you are ty'd to no particular imploiment then?

_Young Lo. _ Faith I may choose my course: they say nature brings forthnone but she provides for them: I'le try her liberality. 

_Elder Lo. _ Well, to keep your feet out of base and dangerous paths, Ihave resolved you shall live as Master of my House. It shall be your care_Savil_ to see him fed and cloathed, not according to his present Estate, but to his birth and former fortunes. 

_Young Lo. _ If it be refer'd to him, if I be not found in CarnationJearsie-stockins, blew devils breeches, with the gards down, and my pocketi'th' sleeves, I'le n'er look you i'th' face again. 

_Sa. _ A comelier wear I wuss it is than those dangling slops. 

_Elder Lo. _ To keep you readie to do him all service peaceably, and him tocommand you reasonably, I leave these further directions in writing, whichat your best leasure together open and read. 

_Enter_ Younglove _to them with a Jewell. _

_Abig. _ Sir, my Mistress commends her love to you in this token, and thesewords; it is a Jewell (she sayes) which as a favour from her she wouldrequest you to wear till your years travel be performed: which onceexpired, she will hastily expect your happy return. 

_Elder Lo. _ Return my service with such thanks, as she may imagine theheart of a suddenly over-joyed man would willingly utter, and you I hope Ishall with slender arguments perswade to wear this Diamond, that when myMistris shall through my long absence, and the approach of new Suitors, offer to forget me; you may cast your eye down to your finger, andremember and speak of me: She will hear thee better than those allied bybirth to her; as we see many men much swayed by the Grooms of theirChambers, not that they have a greater part of their love or opinion onthem, than on others, but for that they know their secrets. 

_Abi. _ O' my credit I swear, I think 'twas made for me:Fear no other Suitors. 

_Elder Love. _ I shall not need to teach you how to discredit theirbeginning, you know how to take exception at their shirts at washing, orto make the maids swear they found plasters in their beds. 

_Abi. _ I know, I know, and do not you fear the Suitors. 

_Elder Lo. _ Farewell, be mindfull, and be happie; the night calls me. 

 [_Exeunt omnes praeter Younglove. _

_Abi. _ The Gods of the Winds befriend you Sir; a constant and a liberalLover thou art, more such God send us. 

_Enter_ Welford. 

_Wel. _ Let'em not stand still, we have rid. 

_Abi. _ A suitor I know by his riding hard, I'le not be seen. 

_Wel. _ A prettie Hall this, no Servant in't? I would look freshly. 

_Abi. _ You have delivered your errand to me then: there's no danger in ahansome young fellow: I'le shew my self. 

_Wel. _ Lady, may it please you to bestow upon a stranger the ordinarygrace of salutation: Are you the Lady of this house?

_Abi. _ Sir, I am worthily proud to be a Servant of hers. 

_Wel. _ Lady, I should be as proud to be a Servant of yours, did not my solate acquaintance make me despair. 

_Abi. _ Sir, it is not so hard to atchieve, but nature may bring it about. 

_Wel. _ For these comfortable words, I remain your glad Debtor. Is yourLady at home?

_Abi. _ She is no stragler Sir. 

_Wel. _ May her occasions admit me to speak with her?

_Abi. _ If you come in the way of a Suitor, No. 

_Wel. _ I know your affable vertue will be moved to perswade her, that aGentleman benighted and strayed, offers to be bound to her for a nightslodging. 

_Abi. _ I will commend this message to her; but if you aim at her body, youwill be deluded: other women of the household of good carriage andgovernment; upon any of which if you can cast your affection, they willperhaps be found as faithfull and not so coy. [_Exit_ Younglove. 

_Wel. _ What a skin full of lust is this? I thought I had come a wooing, and I am the courted partie. This is right Court fashion: Men, Women, andall woo, catch that catch may. If this soft hearted woman have infused anyof her tenderness into her Lady, there is hope she will be plyant. Butwho's here?

_Enter_ Sir Roger _the Curate. _

_Roger. _ Gad save you Sir. My Lady lets you know she desires to beacquainted with your name, before she confer with you?

_Wel. _ Sir, my name calls me _Welford_. 

_Roger. _ Sir, you are a Gentleman of a good name. I'le try his wit. 

_Wel. _ I will uphold it as good as any of my Ancestors had this twohundred years Sir. 

_Roger. _ I knew a worshipfull and a Religious Gentleman of your name inthe Bishoprick of _Durham_. Call you him Cousen?

_Wel. _ I am only allyed to his vertues Sir. 

_Roger. _ It is modestly said: I should carry the badge of yourChristianity with me too. 

_Wel. _ What's that, a Cross? there's a tester. 

_Roger. _ I mean the name which your God-fathers and God-mothers gave youat the Font. 

_Wel. _ 'Tis _Harry_: but you cannot proceed orderly now in your Catechism:for you have told me who gave me that name. Shall I beg your name?

_Roger. _ _Roger. _

_Wel. _ What room fill you in this house?

_Roger. _ More rooms than one. 

_Wel. _ The more the merrier: but may my boldness know, why your Lady hathsent you to decypher my name?

_Roger. _ Her own words were these: To know whether you were a formerlydenyed Suitor, disguised in this message: for I can assure you shedelights not in _Thalame_: _Hymen_ and she are at variance, I shall returnwith much hast. [_Exit_ Roger. 

_Wel. _ And much speed Sir, I hope: certainly I am arrived amongst a Nationof new found fools, on a Land where no Navigator has yet planted wit; if Ihad foreseen it, I would have laded my breeches with bells, knives, copper, and glasses, to trade with women for their virginities: yet Ifear, I should have betrayed my self to a needless charge then: here's thewalking night-cap again. 

_Enter_ Roger. 

_Roger. _ Sir, my Ladies pleasure is to see you: who hath commanded me toacknowledge her sorrow, that you must take the pains to come up for so badentertainment. 

_Wel. _ I shall obey your Lady that sent it, and acknowledge you thatbrought it to be your Arts Master. 

_Rog. _ I am but a Batchelor of Art, Sir; and I have the mending of allunder this roof, from my Lady on her down-bed, to the maid in thePease-straw. 

_Wel. _ A Cobler, Sir?

_Roger. _ No Sir, I inculcate Divine Service within these Walls. 

_Wel. _ But the Inhabitants of this house do often imploy you on errandswithout any scruple of Conscience. 

_Rog. _ Yes, I do take the air many mornings on foot, three or four milesfor eggs: but why move you that?

_Wel. _ To know whether it might become your function to bid my man toneglect his horse a little to attend on me. 

_Roger. _ Most properly Sir. 

_Wel. _ I pray you doe so then: the whilst I will attend your Lady. Youdirect all this house in the true way?

_Roger. _ I doe Sir. 

_Wel. _ And this door I hope conducts to your Lady?

_Rog. _ Your understanding is ingenious. [_Ex. Severally. _

_Enter young_ Loveless _and_ Savil, _with a writing. _

_Sa. _ By your favour Sir, you shall pardon me?

_Yo. Lo. _ I shall bear your favour Sir, cross me no more; I say they shallcome in. 

_Savil. _ Sir, you forget who I am?

_Yo. Lo. _ Sir, I do not; thou art my Brothers Steward, his cast offmill-money, his Kitchen Arithmetick. 

_Sa. _ Sir, I hope you will not make so little of me?

_Yo. Lo. _ I make thee not so little as thou art: for indeed there goes nomore to the making of a Steward, but a fair _Imprimis_, and then areasonable _Item_ infus'd into him, and the thing is done. 

_Sa. _ Nay then you stir my duty, and I must tell you?

_Young Lo. _ What wouldst thou tell me, how Hopps grow, or hold some rottendiscourse of Sheep, or when our Lady-day falls? Prethee farewel, andentertain my friends, be drunk and burn thy Table-books: and my dear sparkof velvet, thou and I. 

_Sa. _ Good Sir remember?

_Young Lo. _ I do remember thee a foolish fellow, one that did put histrust in Almanacks, and Horse-fairs, and rose by Hony and Pot-butter. Shall they come in yet?

_Sa_. Nay then I must unfold your Brothers pleasure, these be the lessonsSir, he left behind him. 

_Young Lo_. Prethee expound the first. 

_Sa_. I leave to maintain my house three hundred pounds a year; and myBrother to dispose of it. 

_Young Lo_. Mark that my wicked Steward, and I dispose of it?

_Sav_. Whilest he bears himself like a Gentleman, and my credit falls notin him. Mark that my good young Sir, mark that. 

_Young Lo_. Nay, if it be no more I shall fulfil it, whilst my Legs willcarry me I'le bear my self Gentleman-like, but when I am drunk, let thembear me that can. Forward dear Steward. 

_Sav_. Next it is my will, that he be furnished (as my Brother) withAttendance, Apparel, and the obedience of my people. 

_Young Lo_. Steward this is as plain as your old Minikin-breeches. Yourwisdom will relent now, will it not? Be mollified or--you understand meSir, proceed?

_Sav_. Next, that my Steward keep his place, and power, and bound myBrother's wildness with his care. 

_Young Lo_. I'le hear no more of this _Apocrypha_, bind it by it selfSteward. 

_Sav_. This is your Brothers will, and as I take it, he makes no mentionof such company as you would draw unto you. Captains of Gallyfoists, suchas in a clear day have seen _Callis_, fellows that have no more of God, than their Oaths come to: they wear swords to reach fire at a Play, andget there the oyl'd end of a Pipe, for their Guerdon: then the remnant ofyour Regiment, are wealthy Tobacco-Marchants, that set up with one Ounce, and break for three: together with a Forlorn hope of Poets, and all theselook like Carthusians, things without linnen: Are these fit company for myMasters Brother?

_Young Lo_. I will either convert thee (O thou Pagan Steward) or presentlyconfound thee and thy reckonings, who's there? Call in the Gentlemen. 

_Sav_. Good Sir. 

_Young Lo_. Nay, you shall know both who I am, and where I am. 

_Sav_. Are you my Masters Brother?

_Young Lo_. Are you the sage Master Steward, with a face like an old_Ephemerides_?

_Enter his Comrades_, Captain, Traveller, &c. 

_Sav_. Then God help us all I say. 

_Young Lo_. I, and 'tis well said my old peer of _France_: welcomeGentlemen, welcome Gentlemen; mine own dear Lads y'are richly welcome. Know this old _Harry_ Groat. 

_Cap_. Sir I will take your love. 

_Sav_. Sir, you will take my Purse. 

_Cap_. And study to continue it. 

_Sav_. I do believe you. 

_Trav_. Your honorable friend and Masters Brother, hath given you to usfor a worthy fellow, and so we hugg you Sir. 

_Sav_. Has given himself into the hands of Varlets, not to be carv'd out. Sir, are these the pieces?

_Young Lo_. They are the Morals of the Age, the vertues, men made of gold. 

_Sav_. Of your gold you mean Sir. 

_Young Lo_. This is a man of War, and cryes go on, and wears his colours. 

_Sav_. In's nose. 

_Young Lo_. In the fragrant field. This is a Traveller Sir, knows men andmanners, and has plow'd up the Sea so far till both the Poles have knockt, has seen the Sun take Coach, and can distinguish the colour of his Horses, and their kinds, and had a _Flanders_-Mare leapt there. 

_Sav_. 'Tis much. 

_Tra_. I have seen more Sir. 

_Sav_. 'Tis even enough o' Conscience; sit down, and rest you, you are atthe end of the world already. Would you had as good a Living Sir, as thisfellow could lie you out of, he has a notable gift in't. 

_Young Lo_. This ministers the smoak, and this the Muses. 

_Sav_. And you the Cloaths, and Meat, and Money, you have a goodlygeneration of 'em, pray let them multiply, your Brother's house is bigenough, and to say truth, h'as too much Land, hang it durt. 

_Young Lo_. Why now thou art a loving stinkard. Fire off thy Annotationsand thy Rent-books, thou hast a weak brain _Savil_, and with the next longBill thou wilt run mad. Gentlemen, you are once more welcome to threehundred pounds a year; we will be freely merry, shall we not?

_Capt_. Merry as mirth and wine, my lovely _Loveless_. 

_Poet_. A serious look shall be a Jury to excommunicate any man from ourcompany. 

_Tra_. We will not talk wisely neither?

_Young Lo_. What think you Gentlemen by all this Revenue in Drink?

_Capt_. I am all for Drink. 

_Tra_. I am dry till it be so. 

_Poet_. He that will not cry Amen to this, let him live sober, seem wise, and dye o'th' _Coram_. 

_Young Lo_. It shall be so, we'l have it all in Drink, let Meat andLodging go, they are transitory, and shew men meerly mortal: then we'lhave Wenches, every one his Wench, and every week a fresh one: we'l keepno powdered flesh: all these we have by warrant, under the title of thingsnecessary. Here upon this place I ground it, The obedience of my people, and all necessaries: your opinions Gentlemen?

_Capt_. 'Tis plain and evident that he meant Wenches. 

_Sav_. Good Sir let me expound it?

_Capt_. Here be as sound men, as your self Sir. 

_Poet_. This do I hold to be the interpretation of it: In this wordNecessary, is concluded all that be helps to Man; Woman was made thefirst, and therefore here the chiefest. 

_Young Lo_. Believe me 'tis a learned one; and by these words, Theobedience of my people, you Steward being one, are bound to fetch usWenches. 

_Capt_. He is, he is. 

_Young Lo_. Steward, attend us for instructions. 

_Sav_. But will you keep no house Sir?

_Young Lo_. Nothing but drink Sir, three hundred pounds in drink. 

_Sav_. O miserable house, and miserable I that live to see it! Good Sirkeep some meat. 

_Young Lo_. Get us good Whores, and for your part, I'le board you in anAlehouse, you shall have Cheese and Onions. 

_Sav_. What shall become of me, no Chimney smoaking? Well Prodigal, yourBrother will come home. 

[_Exit_. 

_Young Lo_. Come Lads, I'le warrant you for Wenches, three hundred poundsin drink. 

[_Exeunt omnes_. 

_Actus Secundus_. _Scena Prima_. 

_Enter Lady, _her Sister_ Martha, Welford, Younglove, _and others_. 

_Lady_. Sir, now you see your bad lodging, I must bid you good night. 

_Wel_. Lady if there be any want, 'tis in want of you. 

_Lady_. A little sleep will ease that complement. Once more good night. 

_Wel_. Once more dear Lady, and then all sweet nights. 

_Lady_. Dear Sir be short and sweet then. 

_Wel_. Shall the morrow prove better to me, shall I hope my sute happierby this nights rest?

_Lady_. Is your sute so sickly that rest will help it? Pray ye let it restthen till I call for it. Sir as a stranger you have had all my welcome:but had I known your errand ere you came, your passage had been straiter. Sir, good night. 

_Welford_. So fair, and cruel, dear unkind good night. [_Exit_ Lady. Nay Sir, you shall stay with me, I'le press your zeal so far. 

_Roger_. O Lord Sir. 

_Wel_. Do you love _Tobacco_?

_Rog_. Surely I love it, but it loves not me; yet with your reverence I'lebe bold. 

_Wel_. Pray light it Sir. How do you like it?

_Rog_. I promise you it is notable stinging geer indeed. It is wet Sir, Lord how it brings down Rheum!

_Wel_. Handle it again Sir, you have a warm text of it. 

_Rog_. Thanks ever promised for it. I promise you it is very powerful, andby a Trope, spiritual; for certainly it moves in sundry places. 

_Wel_. I, it does so Sir, and me especially to ask Sir, why you wear aNight-cap. 

_Rog_. Assuredly I will speak the truth unto you: you shall understandSir, that my head is broken, and by whom; even by that visible beast theButler. 

_Wel_. The Butler? certainly he had all his drink about him when he didit. Strike one of your grave Cassock? The offence Sir?

_Rog_. Reproving him at Tra-trip Sir, for swearing; you have the totalsurely. 

_Wel_. You told him when his rage was set a tilt, and so he crackt yourCanons. I hope he has not hurt your gentle reading: But shall we see theseGentlewomen to night. 

_Rog_. Have patience Sir until our fellow _Nicholas_ be deceast, that is, asleep: for so the word is taken: to sleep to dye, to dye to sleep, a veryfigure Sir. 

_Wel_. Cannot you cast another for the Gentlewomen?

_Rog_. Not till the man be in his bed, his grave: his grave, his bed: thevery same again Sir. Our Comick Poet gives the reason sweetly; _Plenusrimarum est_, he is full of loope-holes, and will discover to ourPatroness. 

_Wel_. Your comment Sir has made me understand you. 

_Enter_ Martha _the_ Ladies _Sister_, _and_ Younglove, _to them with aPosset_. 

_Rog_. Sir be addrest, the graces do salute you with the full bowl ofplenty. Is our old enemy entomb'd?

_Abig_. He's safe. 

_Rog_. And does he snore out supinely with the Poet?

_Mar_. No, he out-snores the Poet. 

_Wel_. Gentlewoman, this courtesie shall bind a stranger to you, ever yourservant. 

_Mar_. Sir, my Sisters strictness makes not us forget you are a strangerand a Gentleman. 

_Abig_. In sooth Sir, were I chang'd into my Lady, a Gentleman so wellindued with parts, should not be lost. 

_Wel_. I thank you Gentlewoman, and rest bound to you. See how this foulfamiliar chewes the Cud: From thee, and three and fifty good Love deliverme. 

_Mar_. Will you sit down Sir, and take a spoon?

_Wel_. I take it kindly, Lady. 

_Mar_. It is our best banquet Sir. 

_Rog_. Shall we give thanks?

_Wel_. I have to the Gentlewomen already Sir. 

_Mar_. Good Sir _Roger_, keep that breath to cool your part o'th' Posset, you may chance have a scalding zeal else; and you will needs be doing, pray tell your twenty to your self. Would you could like this Sir?

_Wel_. I would your Sister would like me as well Lady. 

_Mar_. Sure Sir, she would not eat you: but banish that imagination; she'sonly wedded to her self, lyes with her self, and loves her self; and foranother Husband than herself, he may knock at the gate, but ne're come in:be wise Sir, she's a Woman, and a trouble, and has her many faults, theleast of which is, she cannot love you. 

_Abig_. God pardon her, she'l do worse, would I were worthy his leastgrief, Mistris _Martha_. 

_Wel_. Now I must over-hear her. 

_Mar_. Faith would thou hadst them all with all my heart; I do not thinkthey would make thee a day older. 

_Abig_. Sir, will you put in deeper, 'tis the sweeter. 

_Mar_. Well said old sayings. 

_Wel_. She looks like one indeed. Gentlewoman you keep your word, yoursweet self has made the bottom sweeter. 

_Abig_. Sir, I begin a frolick, dare you change Sir?

_Wel_. My self for you, so please you. That smile has turn'd my stomach:this is right the old Embleme of the Moyle cropping of Thistles: Lord whata hunting head she carries, sure she has been ridden with a Martingale. Now love deliver me. 

_Rog_. Do I dream, or do I wake? surely I know not: am I rub'd off? Isthis the way of all my morning Prayers? Oh _Roger_, thou art but grass, and woman as a flower. Did I for this consume my quarters in Meditation, Vowes, and wooed her in _Heroical Epistles_? Did I expound the Owl, andundertook with labour and expence the recollection of those thousandPieces, consum'd in Cellars, and Tabacco-shops of that our honour'd_Englishman Ni. Br. _? Have I done this, and am I done thus too? I will endwith the wise man, and say; He that holds a Woman, has an Eel by the tail. 

_Mar. _ Sir 'tis so late, and our entertainment (meaning our Posset) bythis is grown so cold, that 'twere an unmannerly part longer to hold youfrom your rest: let what the house has be at your command Sir. 

_Wel. _ Sweet rest be with you Lady; and to you what you desire too. 

_Abig. _ It should be some such good thing like your self then. [_Exeunt. _

_Wel. _ Heaven keep me from that curse, and all my issue. Good nightAntiquity. 

_Rog. _ _Solamen Miseris socios habuisse Doloris_: but I alone. 

_Wel. _ Learned Sir, will you bid my man come to me? and requesting agreater measure of your learning, good night, good Master _Roger_. 

_Rog. _ Good Sir, peace be with you. [_Exit_ Roger. 

_Wel. _ Adue dear _Domine_. Half a dozen such in a Kingdom would make a manforswear confession: for who that had but half his wits about him, wouldcommit the Counsel of a serious sin to such a cruel Night-cap? Why how nowshall we have an Antick? [_Enter Servant. _Whose head do you carry upon your shoulders, that you jole it so againstthe Post? Is't for your ease? Or have you seen the Celler? Where are myslippers Sir?

_Ser. _ Here Sir. 

_Wel. _ Where Sir? have you got the pot Verdugo? have you seen the HorsesSir?

_Ser. _ Yes Sir. 

_Wel. _ Have they any meat?

_Ser. _ Faith Sir, they have a kind of wholesome Rushes, Hay I cannot callit. 

_Wel. _ And no Provender?

_Ser. _ Sir, so I take it. 

_Wel. _ You are merry Sir, and why so?

_Ser. _ Faith Sir, here are no Oats to be got, unless you'l have 'em inPorredge: the people are so mainly given to spoon-meat: yonder's a cast ofCoach-mares of the Gentlewomans, the strangest Cattel. 

_Wel. _ Why?

_Ser. _ Why, they are transparent Sir, you may see through them: and such ahouse!

_Wel. _ Come Sir, the truth of your discovery. 

_Ser. _ Sir, they are in tribes like Jewes: the Kitchin and the Dayrie makeone tribe, and have their faction and their fornication within themselves;the Buttery and the Landry are another, and there's no love lost; thechambers are intire, and what's done there, is somewhat higher than myknowledge: but this I am sure, between these copulations, a stranger iskept vertuous, that is, fasting. But of all this the drink Sir. 

_Wel. _What of that Sir?

_Ser. _Faith Sir, I will handle it as the time and your patience will giveme leave. This drink, or this cooling Julip, of which three spoonfulskills the Calenture, a pint breeds the cold Palsie. 

_Wel. _Sir, you bely the house. 

_Ser. _I would I did Sir. But as I am a true man, if 'twere but one degreecolder, nothing but an Asses hoof would hold it. 

_Wel. _I am glad on't Sir, for if it had proved stronger, you had beentongue ti'd of these commendations. Light me the candle Sir, I'le hear nomore. [_Exeunt. _

_Enter young_ Loveless _and his _Comrades, _with wenches, and twoFidlers. _

_Yo. Lo. _Come my brave man of war, trace out thy darling, And you my learned Council, sit and turn boyes, Kiss till the Cow come home, kiss close, kiss close knaves. My Modern Poet, thou shalt kiss in couplets. 

_Enter with_ Wine. 

Strike up you merry varlets, and leave your peeping, This is no pay for Fidlers. 

_Capt. _ O my dear boy, thy _Hercules, _ thy CaptainMakes thee his _Hylas, _ his delight, his solace. Love thy brave man of war, and let thy bountyClap him in _Shamois_: Let there be deducted out of our main potationFive Marks in hatchments to adorn this thigh, Crampt with this rest of peace, and I will fightThy battels. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Thou shalt hav't boy, and fly in Feather, Lead on a March you Michers. 

_Enter_ Savill. 

_Savill_. O my head, O my heart, what a noyse and change is here! would Ihad been cold i'th' mouth before this day, and ne're have liv'd to seethis dissolution. He that lives within a mile of this place, had as goodsleep in the perpetual noyse of an Iron Mill. There's a dead Sea of drinki'th' Seller, in which goodly vessels lye wrackt, and in the middle ofthis deluge appear the tops of flagons and black jacks, like Churchesdrown'd i'th' marshes. 

_Yo. Lo. _ What, art thou come? My sweet Sir _Amias_ welcome to _Troy_. Come thou shalt kiss my _Helen_, and court her in a dance. 

_Sav_. Good Sir consider?

_Yo. Lo_. Shall we consider Gentlemen? How say you?

_Capt_. Consider? that were a simple toy i'faith, consider? whose moral'sthat? The man that cryes consider is our foe: let my steel know him. 

_Young Lo_. Stay thy dead doing hand, he must not die yet: prethee becalm my _Hector_. 

_Capt_. Peasant slave, thou groom compos'd of grudgings, live and thankthis Gentleman, thou hadst seen _Pluto_ else. The next consider killsthee. 

_Trav_. Let him drink down his word again in a gallon of Sack. 

_Poet_. 'Tis but a snuffe, make it two gallons, and let him doe itkneeling in repentance. 

_Savil_. Nay rather kill me, there's but a lay-man lost. Good Captain doeyour office. 

_Young Lo_. Thou shalt drink Steward, drink and dance my Steward. Strikehim a horn-pipe squeakers, take thy striver, and pace her till she stew. 

_Savil_. Sure Sir, I cannot dance with your Gentlewomen, they are toolight for me, pray break my head, and let me goe. 

_Capt_. He shall dance, he shall dance. 

_Young Lo_. He shall dance, and drink, and be drunk and dance, and bedrunk again, and shall see no meat in a year. 

_Poet. _ And three quarters?

_Young Lo. _ And three quarters be it. 

_Capt. _ Who knocks there? let him in. 

_Enter_ Elder Loveless _disguised. _

_Savill. _ Some to deliver me I hope. 

_Elder Lo. _ Gentlemen, God save you all, my business is to one Master_Loveless_?

_Capt. _ This is the Gentleman you mean; view him, and take his Inventorie, he's a right one. 

_Elder Lo. _ He promises no less Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ Sir, your business?

_Elder Lo. _ Sir, I should let you know, yet I am loth, yet I am swornto't, would some other tongue would speak it for me. 

_Young Lo. _ Out with it i' Gods name. 

_Elder Lo. _ All I desire Sir is, the patience and sufferance of a man, andgood Sir be not mov'd more. 

_Young Lo. _ Then a pottle of sack will doe, here's my hand, prethee thybusiness?

_Elder Lo. _ Good Sir excuse me, and whatsoever you hear, think must havebeen known unto you, and be your self discreet, and bear it nobly. 

_Young Lo. _ Prethee dispatch me. 

_Elder Lo. _ Your Brother's dead Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ Thou dost not mean dead drunk?

_Elder Lo. _ No, no, dead and drown'd at sea Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ Art sure he's dead?

_Elder Lo. _ Too sure Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ I but art thou very certainly sure of it?

_Elder Lo. _ As sure Sir, as I tell it. 

_Young Lo. _ But art thou sure he came not up again?

_Elder Lo. _ He may come up, but ne're to call you Brother. 

_Young Lo. _ But art sure he had water enough to drown him?

_Elder Lo. _ Sure Sir, he wanted none. 

_Young Lo. _ I would not have him want, I lov'd him better; here I forgivethee: and i'faith be plain, how do I bear it?

_Elder Lo. _ Very wisely Sir. 

_Young Lo_. Fill him some wine. Thou dost not see me mov'd, thesetransitorie toyes ne're trouble me, he's in a better place, my friend Iknow't. Some fellows would have cryed now, and have curst thee, and falnout with their meat, and kept a pudder; but all this helps not, he was toogood for us, and let God keep him: there's the right use on't friend. Offwith thy drink, thou hast a spice of sorrow makes thee dry: fill himanother. _Savill_, your Master's dead, and who am I now _Savill_? Nay, let's all bear it well, wipe _Savill_ wipe, tears are but thrown away: weshall have wenches now, shall we not _Savill_?

_Savill_. Yes Sir. 

_Young Lo_. And drink innumerable. 

_Savil_. Yes forsooth. 

_Young Lo_. And you'll strain curtsie and be drunk a little?

_Savil_. I would be glad, Sir, to doe my weak endeavour. 

_Yo. Lo_. You may be brought in time to love a wench too. 

_Savil_. In time the sturdie Oak Sir. 

_Young Lo_. Some more wine for my friend there. 

_Elder Lo_. I shall be drunk anon for my good news: but I have a lovingBrother, that's my comfort. 

_Youn[g] Lo_. Here's to you Sir, this is the worst I wish you for yournews: and if I had another elder Brother, and say it were his chance tofeed Haddocks, I should be still the same you see me now, a poor contentedGentleman. More wine for my friend there, he's dry again. 

_Elder Lo_. I shall be if I follow this beginning. Well my dear Brother, if I scape this drowning, 'tis your turn next to sink, you shall ducktwice before I help you. Sir I cannot drink more; pray let me have yourpardon. 

_Young Lo_. O Lord Sir, 'tis your modestie: more wine, give him a biggerglass; hug him my Captain, thou shalt be my chief mourner. 

_Capt_. And this my pennon: Sir, a full carouse to you, and to my Lord ofLand here. 

_Elder Lo_. I feel a buzzing in my brains, pray God they bear this out, and I'le ne're trouble them so far again. Here's to you Sir. 

_Young Lo_. To my dear Steward, down o' your knees you infidel, you Pagan;be drunk and penitent. 

_Savil. _ Forgive me Sir, and I'le be any thing. 

_Young Lo. _ Then be a Baud, I'le have thee a brave Baud. 

_Elder Lo. _ Sir, I must take my leave of you, my business is so urgent. 

_Young Lo. _ Let's have a bridling cast before you go. Fill's a new stoupe. 

_Elder Lo. _ I dare not Sir, by no means. 

_Young Lo. _ Have you any mind to a wench? I would fain gratifie you forthe pains you took Sir. 

_Elder Lo. _ As little as to the t'other. 

_Young Lo. _ If you find any stirring do but say so. 

_Elder Lo. _ Sir, you are too bounteous, when I feel that itching, youshall asswage it Sir, before another: this only and Farewell Sir. YourBrother when the storm was most extream, told all about him, he left awill which lies close behind a Chimney in the matted Chamber: and so aswell Sir, as you have made me able, I take my leave. 

_Young Lo. _ Let us imbrace him all: if you grow drie before you end yourbusiness, pray take a baite here, I have a fresh hogshead for you. 

_Savil. _ You shall neither will nor chuse Sir. My Master is a wonderfullfine Gentleman, has a fine state, a very fine state Sir, I am his StewardSir, and his man. 

_Elder Lo. _ Would you were your own sir, as I left you. Well I must castabout, or all sinks. 

_Savil. _ Farewell Gentleman, Gentleman, Gentleman. 

_Elder Lo. _ What would you with me sir?

_Savil. _ Farewell Gentleman. 

_Elder Lo. _ O sleep Sir, sleep. [_Exit_ Elder Lo. 

_Young Lo. _ Well boyes, you see what's faln, let's in and drink, and givethanks for it. 

_Capt. _ Let's give thanks for it. 

_Young Lo. _ Drunk as I live. 

_Savil. _ Drunk as I live boyes. 

_Young Lo. _ Why, now thou art able to discharge thine office, and cast upa reckoning of some weight; I will be knighted, for my state will bear it, 'tis sixteen hundred boyes: off with your husks, I'le skin you all inSattin. 

_Capt. _ O sweet _Loveless_!

_Savil. _ All in Sattin? O sweet _Loveless_!

_Young Lo_. March in my noble Compeeres: and this my Countess shall be ledby two: and so proceed we to the Will. [_Exeunt. _

_Enter_ Morecraft _the_ Usurer, _and_ Widow. 

_Morec_. And Widow as I say be your own friend: your husband left youwealthy, I and wise, continue so sweet duck, continue so. Take heed ofyoung smooth Varlets, younger Brothers: they are worms that will eatthrough your bags: they are very Lightning, that with a flash or two willmelt your money, and never singe your purse-strings: they are Colts, wenchColts, heady and dangerous, till we take 'em up, and make 'em fit forBonds: look upon me, I have had, and have yet matter of moment girle, matter of moment; you may meet with a worse back, I'le not commend it. 

_Wid_. Nor I neither Sir. 

_Mor_. Yet thus far by your favour Widow, 'tis tuffe. 

_Wid_. And therefore not for my dyet, for I love a tender one. 

_Mor_. Sweet Widow leave your frumps, and be edified: you know my state, Isell no Perspectives, Scarfs, Gloves, nor Hangers, nor put my trust inShoe-ties; and where your Husband in an age was rising by burnt figs, dreg'd with meal and powdered sugar, saunders, and grains, wormeseed androtten Raisins, and such vile Tobacco, that made the footmen mangie; I ina year have put up hundreds inclos'd, my Widow, those pleasant Meadows, bya forfeit morgage: for which the poor Knight takes a lone chamber, owesfor his Ale, and dare not beat his Hostess: nay more--

_Wid_. Good Sir no more, what ere my Husband was, I know what I am, and ifyou marry me, you must bear it bravely off Sir. 

_Mor_. Not with the head, sweet Widow. 

_Wid_. No sweet Sir, but with your shoulders: I must have you dub'd, forunder that I will not stoop a feather. My husband was a fellow lov'd totoyle, fed ill, made gain his exercise, and so grew costive, which forthat I was his wife, I gave way to, and spun mine own smocks course, andsir, so little: but let that pass, time, that wears all things out, woreout this husband, who in penitence of such fruitless five years marriage, left me great with his wealth, which if you'le be a worthie gossip to, beknighted Sir. [_Enter_ Savil. 

_Morec. _ Now, Sir, from whom come you? whose man are you Sir?

_Savil_. Sir, I come from young Master _Loveless_. 

_Mor_. Be silent Sir, I have no money, not a penny for you, he's sunk, your Master's sunk, a perisht man Sir. 

_Savil_. Indeed his Brother's sunk sir, God be with him, a perisht manindeed, and drown'd at Sea. 

_Morec_. How saidst thou, good my friend, his Brother drown'd?

_Savil_. Untimely sir, at Sea. 

_Morec_. And thy young Master left sole Heir?

_Savil_. Yes Sir. 

_Morec_. And he wants money?

_Sav_. Yes, and sent me to you, for he is now to be knighted. 

_Mor_. Widow be wise, there's more Land coming, widow be very wise, andgive thanks for me widow. 

_Widow_. Be you very wise, and be knighted, and then give thanks for meSir. 

_Savil_. What sayes your worship to this mony?

_Mor_. I say he may have mony if he please. 

_Savil_. A thousand Sir?

_Mor_. A thousand Sir, provided any wise Sir, his Land lye for thepayment, otherwise--

_Enter_ Young Loveless _and_ Comrades _to them. _

_Savil_. He's here himself Sir, and can better tell you. 

_Mor_. My notable dear friend, and worthy Master _Loveless_, and now rightworshipfull, all joy and welcom. 

_Yo. Lo_. Thanks to my dear incloser Master _Morecraft_, prethee old Angelgold, salute my family, I'le do as much for yours; this, and your owndesires, fair Gentlewoman. 

_Wid_. And yours Sir, if you mean well; 'tis a hansome Gentleman. 

_Young Lo_. Sirrah, my Brother's dead. 

_More_. Dead?

_Yo. Lo_. Dead, and by this time soust for Ember Week. 

_Morecraft_. Dead?

_Young Lo_. Drown'd, drown'd at sea man, by the next fresh Conger thatcomes we shall hear more. 

_Mor. _ Now by my faith of my body it moves me much. 

_Yo. Lo. _ What, wilt thou be an Ass, and weep for the dead? why I thoughtnothing but a general inundation would have mov'd thee, prethe be quiet, he hath left his land behind him. 

_Morecraft. _ O has he so?

_Young Lo. _ Yes faith, I thank him for't, I have all boy, hast any readymony?

_Morecraft. _ Will you sell Sir?

_Young Lo. _ No not out right good Gripe; marry, a morgage or such a slightsecuritie. 

_More. _ I have no mony, Sir, for Morgage; if you will sell, and all ornone, I'le work a new Mine for you. 

_Sav. _ Good Sir look before you, he'l work you out of all else: if yousell all your Land, you have sold your Country, and then you must to Sea, to seek your Brother, and there lye pickled in a Powdering tub, and breakyour teeth with Biskets and hard Beef, that must have watering Sir: andwhere's your 300 pounds a year in drink then? If you'l tun up theStraights you may, for you have no calling for drink there, but with aCanon, nor no scoring but on your Ships sides, and then if you scape withlife, and take a Faggot boat and a bottle of _Usquebaugh_, come home poormen, like a tipe of Thames-street stinking of Pitch and Poor-John. Icannot tell Sir, I would be loth to see it. 

_Capt. _ Steward, you are an Ass, a meazel'd mungril, and were it not againthe peace of my soveraign friend here, I would break your fore-castingCoxcomb, dog I would even with my staffe of Office there. Thy Pen andInkhorn Noble boy, the God of gold here has fed thee well, take mony forthy durt: hark and believe, thou art cold of constitution, thy eatunhealthful, sell and be wise; we are three that will adorn thee, and liveaccording to thine own heart child; mirth shall be only ours, and onlyours shall be the black eyed beauties of the time. Mony makes men Eternal. 

_Poet. _ Do what you will, 'tis the noblest course, then you may livewithout the charge of people, only we four will make a Family, I and anAge that will beget new _Annals_, in which I'le write thy life my son ofpleasure, equal with _Nero_ and _Caligula_. 

_Young Lo. _ What men were they Captain?

_Capt_. Two roaring Boys of _Rome_, that made all split. 

_Young Lo_. Come Sir, what dare you give?

_Sav_. You will not sell Sir?

_Young Lo_. Who told you so Sir?

_Sav_. Good Sir have a care. 

_Young Lo_. Peace, or I'le tack your Tongue up to your Roof. What money?speak. 

_More_. Six thousand pound Sir. 

_Capt_. Take it, h'as overbidden by the Sun: bind him to his bargainquickly. 

_Young Lo_. Come strike me luck with earnest, and draw the writings. 

_More_. There's a Gods peny for thee. 

_Sav_. Sir for my old Masters sake let my Farm be excepted, if I becomehis Tenant I am undone, my Children beggers, and my Wife God knows what:consider me dear Sir. 

_More_. I'le have all or none. 

_Young Lo_. All in, all in: dispatch the writings. [_Exit with Com. _

_Wid_. Go, thou art a pretty forehanded fellow, would thou wert wiser. 

_Sav_. Now do I sensibly begin to feel my self a Rascal; would I couldteach a School, or beg, or lye well, I am utterly undone; now he thattaught thee to deceive and cousen, take thee to his mercy; so be it. 

[_Exit_ Savil. 

_More_. Come Widow come, never stand upon a Knight-hood, 'tis a meer paperhonour, and not proof enough for a Serjeant. Come, Come, I'le make thee--

_Wid_. To answer in short, 'tis this Sir. No Knight no Widow, if you makeme any thing, it must be a Lady, and so I take my leave. 

_More_. Farewel sweet Widow, and think of it. 

_Wid_. Sir, I do more than think of it, it makes me dream Sir. [_Ex. _ Wid. 

_More_. She's rich and sober, if this itch were from her: and say I be atthe charge to pay the Footmen, and the Trumpets, I and the Horsemen too, and be a Knight, and she refuse me then; then am I hoist into the subsidy, and so by consequence should prove a Coxcomb: I'le have a care of that. Six thousand pound, and then the Land is mine, there's some refreshingyet. [_Exit. _

_Actus Tertius. Scena Prima_. 

_Enter_ Abigal, _and drops her Glove. _

_Abigal_. If he but follow me, as all my hopes tell me, he's man enough, up goes my rest, and I know I shall draw him. 

_Enter_ Welford. 

_Wel_. This is the strangest pampered piece of flesh towards fifty, thatever frailty copt withal, what a trim _lennoy_ here she has put upon me;these women are a proud kind of Cattel, and love this whorson doing sodirectly, that they will not stick to make their very skins Bawdes totheir flesh. Here's Dogskin and Storax sufficient to kill a Hawk: what todo with it, besides nailing it up amongst _Irish_ heads of Teere, to shewthe mightiness of her Palm, I know not: there she is. I must enter intoDialogue. Lady you have lost your Glove. 

_Abig_. Not Sir, if you have found it. 

_Wel_. It was my meaning Lady to restore it. 

_Abig_. 'Twill be uncivil in me to take back a favour, Fortune hath sowell bestowed Sir, pray wear it for me. 

_Wel_. I had rather wear a Bell. But hark you Mistres, what hidden vertueis there in this Glove, that you would have me wear it? Is't good againstsore eyes, or will it charm the Toothach? Or these red tops; being steeptin white wine soluble, wil't kill the Itch? Or has it so conceal'd aprovidence to keep my hand from Bonds? If it have none of these and proveno more but a bare Glove of half a Crown a pair, 'twill be but half acourtesie, I wear two alwayes, faith let's draw cuts, one will do me nopleasure. 

_Abig_. The tenderness of his years keeps him as yet in ignorance, he's awell moulded fellow, and I wonder his bloud should stir no higher; but'tis his want of company: I must grow nearer to him. 

_Enter_ Elder Loveless _disguised. _

_Elder Lo_. God save you both. 

_Abig_. And pardon you Sir; this is somewhat rude, how came you hither?

_Elder Lo_. Why through the doors, they are open. 

_Wel_. What are you? And what business have you here?

_Elder Lo_. More I believe than you have. 

_Abig_. Who would this fellow speak with? Art thou sober?

_Elder Lo_. Yes, I come not here to sleep. 

_Wel_. Prethee what art thou?

_Elder Lo_. As much (gay man) as thou art, I am a Gentleman. 

_Wel_. Art thou no more?

_Elder Lo_. Yes more than thou dar'st be; a Souldier. 

_Abig_. Thou dost not come to quarrel?

_Elder Lo_. No, not with women; I come to speak here with a Gentlewoman. 

_Abig_. Why, I am one. 

_Elder Lo_. But not with one so gentle. 

_Wel_. This is a fine fellow. 

_Elder Lo_. Sir, I am not fine yet. I am but new come over, direct me withyour ticket to your Taylor, and then I shall be fine Sir. Lady if there bea better of your Sex within this house, say I would see her. 

_Abig_. Why am not I good enough for you Sir?

_Elder Lo_. Your way you'l be too good, pray end my business. This isanother Sutor, O frail Woman!

_Wel_. This fellow with his bluntness hopes to do more than the long sutesof a thousand could; though he be sowre he's quick, I must not trust him. Sir, this Lady is not to speak with you, she is more serious: you smell asif you were new calkt; go and be hansome, and then you may sit with herServingmen. 

_El. Lo_. What are you Sir?

_Wel_. Guess by my outside. 

_Elder Lo_. Then I take you Sir, for some new silken thing wean'd from theCountry, that shall (when you come to keep good company) be beaten intobetter manners. Pray good proud Gentlewoman, help me to your Mistress. 

_Abig_. How many lives hast thou, that thou talk'st thus rudely?

_Elder Lo_. But one, one, I am neither Cat nor Woman. 

_Wel_. And will that one life, Sir, maintain you ever in such boldsawciness?

_Elder Lo_. Yes, amongst a Nation of such men as you are, and be no worsefor wearing, shall I speak with this Lady?

_Abig_. No by my troth shall you not. 

_Elder Lo_. I must stay here then?

_Wel_. That you shall not neither. 

_Elder Lo_. Good fine thing tell me why?

_Wel_. Good angry thing I'le tell you:This is no place for such companions, Such lousie Gentlemen shall find their businessBetter i'th' Suburbs, there your strong pitch perfume, Mingled with lees of Ale, shall reek in fashion:This is no Thames-street, Sir. 

_Abig_. This Gentleman informs you truly:Prethee be satisfied, and seek the Suburbs, Good Captain, or what ever title else, The Warlike Eele-boats have bestowed upon thee, Go and reform thy self, prethee be sweeter, And know my Lady speaks with no Swabbers. 

_Elder Lo_. You cannot talk me out with your traditionOf wit you pick from Plays, go to, I have found ye:And for you, Sir, whose tender gentle bloodRuns in your Nose, and makes you snuff at all, But three pil'd people, I do let you know, He that begot your worships Sattin-sute, Can make no men Sir: I will see this Lady, And with the reverence of your silkenship, In these old Ornaments. 

_Wel_. You will not sure?

_Elder Lo_. Sure Sir I shall. 

_Abig_. You would be beaten out?

_Elder Lo_. Indeed I would not, or if I would be beaten, Pray who shall beat me? this good GentlemanLooks as if he were o'th' peace. 

_Wel_. Sir you shall see that: will you get you out?

_Elder Lo_. Yes, that, that shall correct your boys tongue. Dare you fight, I will stay here still. [_They draw. _

_Abig_. O their things are out, help, help for Gods sake, Madam; Jesus they foin at one another. 

_Enter_ Lady. 

Madam, why, who is within there?

_Lady_. Who breeds this rudeness?

_Wel. _ This uncivil fellow;He saies he comes from Sea, where I believe, H'as purg'd away his manners. 

_Lady. _ Why what of him?

_Wel. _ Why he will rudely without once God bless you, Press to your privacies, and no denialMust stand betwixt your person and his business;I let go his ill Language. 

_Lady. _ Sir, have you business with me?

_Elder Lo. _ Madam some I have, But not so serious to pawn my life for't:If you keep this quarter, and maintain about youSuch Knights o'th' _Sun_ as this is, to defieMen of imployment to ye, you may live, But in what fame?

_Lady. _ Pray stay Sir, who has wrong'd you?

_Elder Lo. _ Wrong me he cannot, though uncivillyHe flung his wild words at me: but to youI think he did no honour, to denyThe hast I come withal, a passage to you, Though I seem course. 

_Lady. _ Excuse me gentle Sir, 'twas from my knowledge, And shall have no protection. And to you Sir, You have shew'd more heat than wit, and from your selfHave borrowed power, I never gave you here, To do these vile unmanly things: my houseIs no blind street to swagger in; and my favoursNot doting yet on your unknown desertsSo far, that I should make you Master of my business;My credit yet stands fairer with the peopleThan to be tried with swords; and they that comeTo do me service, must not think to win meWith hazard of a murther; if your loveConsist in fury, carry it to the Camp:And there in honour of some common Mistress, Shorten your youth, I pray be better temper'd:And give me leave a while Sir. 

_Wel. _ You must have it. [_Exit_ Welford. 

_Lady. _ Now Sir, your business?

_El. Lo. _ First, I thank you for schooling this young fellow, Whom his own follies, which he's prone enoughDaily to fall into, if you but frown, Shall level him a way to his repentance:Next, I should rail at you, but you are a Woman, And anger's lost upon you. 

_Lady. _ Why at me Sir?I never did you wrong, for to my knowledgeThis is the first sight of you. 

_Elder Lo. _ You have done that, I must confess I have the least curse inBecause the least acquaintance: But there be(If there be honour in the minds of men)Thousands when they shall know what I deliver, (As all good men must share in't) will to shameBlast your black memory. 

_Lady. _ How is this good Sir?

_Elder Lo. _ 'Tis that, that if you have a soul will choak it:Y'ave kill'd a Gentleman. 

_Lady. _ I kill'd a Gentleman!

_Elder Lo. _ You and your cruelty have kill'd him Woman, And such a man (let me be angry in't)Whose least worth weighed above all womens vertuesThat are; I spare you all to come too: guess him now?

_Lady. _ I am so innocent I cannot Sir. 

_Elder Lo_. Repent you mean, you are a perfect Woman, And as the first was, made for mans undoing. 

_Lady. _ Sir, you have mist your way, I am not she. 

_Elder Lo. _ Would he had mist his way too, though he hadWandered farther than Women are ill spoken of, So he had mist this misery, you Lady. 

_Lady. _ How do you do, Sir?

_Elder Lo. _ Well enough I hope. While I can keep my self out from temptations. 

_Lady. _ Leap into this matter, whither would ye?

_Elder Lo. _ You had a Servant that your peevishnessInjoined to Travel. 

_Lady. _ Such a one I haveStill, and shall be griev'd 'twere otherwise. 

_El. Lo. _ Then have your asking, and be griev'd he's dead;How you will answer for his worth, I know not, But this I am sure, either he, or you, or bothWere stark mad, else he might have liv'dTo have given a stronger testimony to th' worldOf what he might have been. He was a manI knew but in his evening, ten Suns after, Forc'd by a Tyrant storm our beaten BarkBulg'd under us; in which sad parting blow, He call'd upon his Saint, but not for life, On you unhappy Woman, and whilest allSought to preserve their Souls, he desperatelyImbrac'd a Wave, crying to all that saw it, If any live, go to my Fate that forc'd meTo this untimely end, and make her happy:His name was _Loveless_: And I scap't the storm, And now you have my business. 

_Lady. _ 'Tis too much. Would I had been that storm, he had not perisht. If you'l rail now I will forgive you Sir. Or if you'l call in more, if any moreCome from this ruine, I shall justly sufferWhat they can say, I do confess my selfA guiltie cause in this. I would say more, But grief is grown too great to be delivered. 

_Elder Lo. _ I like this well: these women are strange things. 'Tis somewhat of the latest now to weep, You should have wept when he was going from you, And chain'd him with those tears at home. 

_La. _ Would you had told me then so, these two arms had been his Sea. 

_Elder Lo. _ Trust me you move me much: but say he lived, these wereforgotten things again. 

_Lady. _ I, say you so? Sure I should know that voice: this is knavery. I'le fit you for it. Were he living Sir, I would perswade you to becharitable, I, and confess we are not all so ill as your opinion holds us. O my friend, what penance shall I pull upon my fault, upon my mostunworthy self for this?

_Elder Lo. _ Leave to love others, 'twas some jealousieThat turn'd him desperate. 

_Lady. _ I'le be with you straight: are you wrung there?

_Elder Lo. _ This works amain upon her. 

_Lady. _ I do confess there is a GentlemanHas born me long good will. 

_Elder Lo. _ I do not like that. 

_Lady. _ And vow'd a thousand services to me; to me, regardless of him: Butsince Fate, that no power can withstand, has taken from me my first, andbest love, and to weep away my youth is a mere folly, I will shew you whatI determine sir: you shall know all: Call M. _Welford_ there: ThatGentleman I mean to make the model of my Fortunes, and in his chastimbraces keep alive the memory of my lost lovely _Loveless_: he issomewhat like him too. 

_Elder Lo. _ Then you can love. 

_Lady. _ Yes certainly Sir?Though it please you to think me hard and cruel, I hope I shall perswade you otherwise. 

_Elder Lo. _ I have made my self a fine fool. 

_Enter_ Welford. 

_Wel. _ Would you have spoke with me Madam?

_Lady. _ Yes M. _Welford_, and I ask your pardon before this Gentleman forbeing froward: this kiss, and henceforth more affection. 

_Elder Lo. _ So, 'tis better I were drown'd indeed. 

_Wel. _ This is a sudden passion, God hold it. This fellow out of his fear sure hasPerswaded her. I'le give him a new suit on't. 

_La. _ A parting kiss, and good Sir, let me pray youTo wait me in the Gallerie. 

_Wel. _ I am in another world, Madam where you please. [_Exit_ Welford. 

_Elder Lo. _ I will to Sea, and 't shall goe hard but I'le be drown'dindeed. 

_La. _ Now Sir you see I am no such hard creature, But time may win me. 

_Elder Lo. _ You have forgot your lost Love. 

_La. _ Alas Sir, what would you have me do? I cannot call him back againwith sorrow; I'le love this man as dearly, and beshrow me I'le keep himfar enough from Sea, and 'twas told me, now I remember me, by an old wisewoman, that my first Love should be drown'd, and see 'tis come about. 

_Elder Lo. _ I would she had told you your second should be hang'd too, andlet that come about: but this is very strange. 

_La. _ Faith Sir, consider all, and then I know you'le be of my mind: ifweeping would redeem him, I would weep still. 

_Elder Lo. _ But say that I were _Loveless_, And scap'd the storm, how would you answer this?

_Lady. _ Why for that Gentleman I would leave all the world. 

_Elder Lo. _ This young thing too?

_Lady. _ That young thing too, Or any young thing else: why, I would lose my state. 

_Elder Lo. _ Why then he lives still, I am he, your _Loveless_. 

_Lady. _ Alas I knew it Sir, and for that purpose prepared this Pageant:get you to your task. And leave these Players tricks, or I shall leaveyou, indeed I shall. Travel, or know me not. 

_Elder Lo. _ Will you then marry?

_Lady. _ I will not promise, take your choice. Farewell. 

_Elder Lo. _ There is no other Purgatorie but a Woman. I must doe something. [_Exit_ Loveless. 

_Enter_ Welford. 

_Wel. _ Mistress I am bold. 

_Lady. _ You are indeed. 

_Wel. _ You so overjoyed me Lady. 

_Lady. _ Take heed you surfeit not, pray fast and welcom. 

_Wel. _ By this light you love me extreamly. 

_Lady. _ By this, and to morrows light, I care not for you. 

_Wel. _ Come, come, you cannot hide it. 

_Lady. _ Indeed I can, where you shall never find it. 

_Wel. _ I like this mirth well Lady. 

_Lady. _ You shall have more on't. 

_Wel. _ I must kiss you. 

_Lady. _ No Sir. 

_Wel. _ Indeed I must. 

_Lady. _ What must be, must be; I'le take my leave, you have your partingblow: I pray commend me to those few friends you have, that sent youhither, and tell them when you travel next, 'twere fit you brought lessbravery with you, and more wit, you'le never get a wife else. 

_Wel. _ Are you in earnest?

_Lady. _ Yes faith. Will you eat Sir, your horses will be readie straight, you shall have a napkin laid in the butterie for ye. 

_Wel. _ Do not you love me then?

_Lady. _ Yes, for that face. 

_Wel. _ It is a good one Ladie. 

_Lady. _ Yes, if it were not warpt, the fire in time may mend it. 

_Wel. _ Me thinks yours is none of the best Ladie. 

_Lady. _ No by my troth Sir; yet o' my conscience, You would make shiftwith it. 

_Wel. _ Come pray no more of this. 

_Lady. _ I will not: Fare you well. Ho, who's within there? bring out theGentlemans horses, he's in haste; and set some cold meat on the Table. 

_Wel. _ I have too much of that I thank you Ladie: take your Chamber whenyou please, there goes a black one with you Ladie. 

_Lady. _ Farewell young man. [_Exit_ Ladie. 

_Wel. _ You have made me one, Farewell: and may the curse of a great housefall upon thee, I mean the Butler. The devil and all his works are inthese women, would all of my sex were of my mind, I would make 'em a newLent, and a long one, that flesh might be in more reverence with them. 

_Enter Abigal to him. _

_Abig. _ I am sorry M. _Welford_. 

_Wel. _ So am I, that you are here. 

_Abig. _ How does my Ladie use you?

_Wel. _ As I would use you, scurvilie. 

_Abig. _ I should have been more kind Sir. 

_Wel. _ I should have been undone then. Pray leave me, and look to yoursweet-meats; hark, your Ladie calls. 

_Abig. _ Sir, I shall borrow so much time without offence. 

_Wel. _ Y'are nothing but offence, for Gods love leave me. 

_Abig. _ 'Tis strange my Ladie should be such a tyrant?

_Wel. _ To send you to me, 'Pray goe stitch, good doe, y'are more troubleto me than a Term. 

_Abig. _ I do not know how my good will, if I said love I lied not, shouldany way deserve this?

_Wel. _ A thousand waies, a thousand waies; sweet creature let me depart inpeace. 

_Abig. _ What Creature Sir? I hope I am a woman. 

_Wel. _ A hundred I think by your noise. 

_Abig. _ Since you are angrie Sir, I am bold to tell you that I am a woman, and a rib. 

_Wel. _ Of a roasted horse. 

_Abig. _ Conster me that?

_Wel. _ A Dog can doe it better; Farwell Countess, and commend me to yourLadie, tell her she's proud, and scurvie, and so I commit you both to yourtempter. 

_Abig. _ Sweet Mr. _Welford_. 

_Wel. _ Avoid old Satanus: Go daub your ruines, your face looks fouler thana storm: the Foot-man stayes for you in the Lobby Lady. 

_Abig. _ If you were a Gentleman, I should know it by your gentleconditions: are these fit words to give a Gentlewoman?

_Wel. _ As fit as they were made for ye: Sirrah, my horses. Farwell oldAdage, keep your nose warm, the Rheum will make it horn else--[_Exit_ Welford. 

_Abig. _ The blessings of a Prodigal young heir be thy companions_Welford_, marry come up my Gentleman, are your gums grown so tender theycannot bite? A skittish Filly will be your fortune _Welford_, and fairenough for such a packsaddle. And I doubt not (if my aim hold) to see hermade to amble to your hand. [_Exit Abigal. _

_Enter_ Young Loveless, _and_ Comrades, Morecraft, Widow, Savil, _and therest. _

_Captain. _ Save thy brave shoulder, my young puissant Knight, and may thyback Sword bite them to the bone that love thee not, thou art an errantman, go on. The circumcis'd shall fall by thee. Let Land and labour fillthe man that tills, thy sword must be thy plough, and _Jove_ it speed. _Mecha_ shall sweat, and _Mahomet_ shall fall, and thy dear name fill uphis monument. 

_Yo. L. _ It shall Captain, I mean to be a Worthy. 

_Cap. _ One Worthy is too little, thou shalt be all. 

_Mor. _ Captain I shall deserve some of your love too. 

_Capt. _ Thou shalt have heart and hand too, noble _Morecraft_, if themwilt lend me mony. I am a man of Garrison, be rul'd, and open to me thoseinfernal gates, whence none of thy evil Angels pass again, and I willstile thee noble, nay _Don Diego_. I'le woo thy _Infanta_ for thee, and myKnight shall feast her with high meats, and make her apt. 

_Mor. _ Pardon me Captain, y'are beside my meaning. 

_Young Lo. _ No Mr. _Morecraft_, 'tis the Captains meaning I should prepareher for ye. 

_Capt. _ Or provok her. Speak my modern man, I say provoke her. 

_Poet. _ Captain, I say so too, or stir her to it. So say the Criticks. 

_Young Lo. _ But howsoever you expound it sir, she's very welcom, and thisshall serve for witness. And Widow, since y'are come so happily, you shalldeliver up the keyes, and free possession of this house, whilst I stand byto ratifie. 

_Wid. _ I had rather give it back again believe me, 'Tis a miserie to sayyou had it. Take heed?

_Young Lo. _ 'Tis past that Widow, come, sit down, some wine there, thereis a scurvie banquet if we had it. All this fair house is yours Sir_Savil_?

_Savil. _ Yes Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ Are your keyes readie, I must ease your burden. 

_Sav. _ I am readie Sir to be undone, when you shall call me to't. 

_Young Lo. _ Come come, thou shalt live better. 

_Sav. _ I shall have less to doe, that's all, there's half a dozen of myfriends i'th' fields sunning against a bank, with half a breech among 'em, I shall be with 'em shortly. The care and continuall vexation of beingrich, eat up this rascall. What shall become of my poor familie, they areno sheep, and they must keep themselves. 

_Young Lo. _ Drink Master _Morecraft_, pray be merrie all:Nay and you will not drink there's no societie, Captain speak loud, and drink: widow, a word. 

_Cap. _ Expou[n]d her throughly Knight. Here God o' gold, here's to thyfair possessions; Be a Baron and a bold one: leave off your tickling ofyoung heirs like Trouts, and let thy Chimnies smoke. Feed men of war, liveand be honest, and be saved yet. 

_Mor. _ I thank you worthie Captain for your counsel. You keep yourChimnies smoking there, your nostrils, and when you can, you feed a man ofWar, this makes you not a Baron, but a bare one: and how or when you shallbe saved, let the Clark o'th' companie (you have commanded) have a justcare of. 

_Poet. _ The man is much moved. Be not angrie Sir, but as the Poet sings, let your displeasure be a short furie, and goe out. You have spoke home, and bitterly, to me Sir. Captain take truce, the Miser is a tart and awittie whorson--

_Cap. _ Poet, you feign perdie, the wit of this man lies in his fingersends, he must tell all; his tongue fills his mouth like a neats tongue, and only serves to lick his hungrie chaps after a purchase: his brains andbrimstone are the devils diet to a fat usurers head: To her Knight, toher: clap her aboard, and stow her. Where's the brave Steward?

_Savil. _ Here's your poor friend, and _Savil_ Sir. 

_Capt. _ Away, th'art rich in ornaments of nature. First in thy face, thouhast a serious face, a betting, bargaining, and saving face, a rich face, pawn it to the Usurer; a face to kindle the compassion of the mostignorant and frozen Justice. 

_Savil. _ 'Tis such I dare not shew it shortly sir. 

_Capt. _ Be blithe and bonny steward: Master _Morecraft_, Drink to this manof reckoning?

_Mor. _ Here's e'ne to him. 

_Savil. _ The Devil guide it downward: would there were in't an acre of thegreat broom field he bought, to sweep your durtie Conscience, or to choakye, 'tis all one to me, Usurer. 

_Young Lo. _ Consider what I told you, you are young, unapt for worldlybusiness: Is it fit one of such tenderness, so delicate, so contrarie tothings of care, should stir and break her better meditations, in the barebrokage of a brace of Angels? or a new Kirtel, though it be Satten? eat bythe hope of surfeits, and lie down only in expectation of a morrow, thatmay undo some easie hearted fool, or reach a widows curses? Let out mony, whose use returns the principal? and get out of these troubles, aconsuming heir: For such a one must follow necessarily, you shall diehated, if not old and miserable; and that possest wealth that you got withpining, live to see tumbled to anothers hands, that is no more a kin toyou, than you to his couzenage. 

_Widow. _ Sir you speak well, would God that charity had first begun here. 

_Young Lo. _ 'Tis yet time. Be merrie, me thinks you want wine there, there's more i'th' house. Captain, where rests the health?

_Captain. _ It shall goe round boy. 

_Young Lo. _ Say you can suffer this, because the end points at muchprofit, can you so far bow below your blood, below your too much beautie, to be a partner of this fellowes bed, and lie with his diseases? if youcan, I will no[t] press you further: yet look upon him: there's nothing inthat hide-bound Usurer, that man of mat, that all decai'd, but aches, foryou to love, unless his perisht lungs, his drie cough, or his scurvie. This is truth, and so far I dare speak yet: he has yet past cure ofPhysick, spaw, or any diet, a primitive pox in his bones; and o' myKnowledge he has been ten times rowell'd: ye may love him; he had abastard, his own toward issue, whipt, and then cropt for washing out theroses, in three farthings to make 'em pence. 

_Widow. _ I do not like these Morals. 

_Young Lo. _ You must not like him then. 

_Enter_ Elder Love. 

_Elder Lo. _ By your leave Gentlemen?

_Young Lo. _ By my troth sir you are welcom, welcom faith: Lord what astranger you are grown; pray know this Gentlewoman, and if you pleasethese friends here: we are merry, you see the worst on't; your house hasbeen kept warm Sir. 

_Elder Lo. _ I am glad to hear it Brother, pray God you are wise too. 

_Young Lo. _ Pray Mr. _Morecraft_ know my elder Brother, and Captain do youcomplement. _Savil_ I dare swear is glad at heart to see you; Lord, weheard Sir you were drown'd at Sea, and see how luckily things come about!

_More. _ This mony must be paid again Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ No Sir, pray keep the Sale, 'twill make good Tailors measures;I am well I thank you. 

_Wid. _ By my troth the Gentleman has stew'd him in his own Sawce, I shalllove him for't. 

_Sav. _ I know not where I am, I am so glad: your worship is the welcom'stman alive; upon my knees I bid you welcome home: here has been such ahurry, such a din, such dismal Drinking, Swearing and Whoring, 'thasalmost made me mad: we have all liv'd in a continual _Turnbal-street_;Sir, blest be Heaven, that sent you safe again, now shall I eat and go tobed again. 

_Elder Lo. _ Brother dismiss these people. 

_Young Lo. _ Captain be gone a while, meet me at my old _Randevouse_ in theevening, take your small Poet with you. Mr. _Morecraft_ you were best goprattle with your learned Counsel, I shall preserve your mony, I wascouzen'd when time was, we are quit Sir. 

_Wid. _ Better and better still. 

_Elder Lo. _ What is this fellow, Brother?

_Young Lo. _ The thirsty Usurer that supt my Land off. 

_Elder Lo. _ What does he tarry for?

_Young Lo. _ Sir to be Landlord of your House and State: I was bold to makea little sale Sir. 

_More. _ Am I overreach'd? if there be Law I'le hamper ye. 

_Elder Lo. _ Prethee be gone, and rave at home, thou art so base a fool Icannot laugh at thee: Sirrah, this comes of couzening, home and spare, eatReddish till you raise your sums again. If you stir far in this, I'le haveyou whipt, your ears nail'd for intelligencing o'the Pillory, and yourgoods forfeit: you are a stale couzener, leave my house: no more. 

_More. _ A pox upon your house. Come Widow, I shall yet hamper this youngGamester. 

_Wid. _ Good twelve i'th' hundred keep your way, I am not for your diet, marry in your own Tribe _Jew_, and get a Broker. 

_Young Lo. _ 'Tis well said Widow: will you jog on Sir?

_More. _ Yes, I will go, but 'tis no matter whither:But when I trust a wild Fool, and a Woman, May I lend Gratis, and build Hospitals. 

_Young Lo. _ Nay good Sir, make all even, here's a Widow wants your goodword for me, she's rich, and may renew me and my fortunes. 

_Elder Lo. _ I am glad you look before you. Gentlewoman, here is a poordistressed younger Brother. 

_Wid. _ You do him wrong Sir, he's a Knight. 

_Elder Lo. _ I ask you mercy: yet 'tis no matter, his Knighthood is noinheritance I take it: whatsoever he is, he is your Servant, or would be, Lady. Faith be not merciless, but make a man; he's young and handsome, though he be my Brother, and his observances may deserve your Love: heshall not fail for means. 

_Wid. _ Sir you speak like a worthy Brother: and so much I do credit yourfair Language, that I shall love your Brother: and so love him, but Ishall blush to say more. 

_Elder Lo. _ Stop her mouth. I hope you shall not live to know that hourwhen this shall be repented. Now Brother I should chide, but I'le give nodistaste to your fair Mistress. I will instruct her in't and she shalldo't: you have been wild and ignorant, pray mend it. 

_Young Lo. _ Sir, every day now Spring comes on. 

_Elder Lo. _ To you good Mr. _Savil_ and your Office, thus much I have tosay: Y'are from my Steward become, first your own Drunkard, then his Bawd:they say y'are excellent grown in both, and perfect: give me your keys Sir_Savil_. 

_Savil. _ Good Sir consider whom you left me to. 

_Elder Lo. _ I left you as a curb for, not to provoke my Brothers follies:where's the best drink, now? come, tell me _Savil_; where's the soundestWhores? Ye old he Goat, ye dried Ape, ye lame Stallion, must you beleading in my house your Whores, like Fairies dance their night rounds, without fear either of King or Constable, within my walls? Are all myHangings safe; my Sheep unfold yet? I hope my Plate is currant, I ha' toomuch on't. What say you to 300 pounds in drink now?

_Sav. _ Good Sir forgive me, and but hear me speak?

_Elder Lo. _ Me thinks thou shouldst be drunk still, and not speak, 'tisthe more pardonable. 

_Sav. _ I will Sir, if you will have it so. 

_Elder Lo. _ I thank ye: yes, e'ne pursue it Sir: do you hear? get a Whoresoon for your recreation: go look out Captain _Broken-breech_ your fellow, and Quarrel if you dare: I shall deliver these Keys to one shall have morehonesty, though not so much fine wit Sir. You may walk and gather_Cresses_ fit to cool your Liver; there's something for you to begin aDiet, you'l have the Pox else. Speed you well, Sir _Savil_: you may eat atmy house to preserve life; but keep no Fornication in the Stables. [_Ex. Om. Pr. _ Savil. 

_Sav. _ Now must I hang my self, my friends will look for't. Eating and sleeping, I do despise you both now:I will run mad first, and if that get not pitty, I'le drown my self, to a most dismal ditty. [_Exit_ Savil. 

_Actus Quartus. Scena Prima. _

_Enter_ Abigal _sola. _

_Abigal. _ Alas poor Gentlewoman, to what a misery hath Age brought thee:to what a scurvy Fortune! Thou that hast been a Companion for Noblemen, and at the worst of those times for Gentlemen: now like a brokenServingman, must beg for favour to those, that would have crawl'd likePilgrims to my Chamber but for an Apparition of me. You that be coming on, make much of fifteen, and so till five and twenty: use your time withreverence, that your profits may arise: it will not tarry with you, _Eccesignum_: here was a face, but time that like a surfeit eats our youth, plague of his iron teeth, and draw 'em for't, has been a little bolderhere than welcome: and now to say the truth, I am fit for no man. Old meni'th' house of fifty, call me Granum; and when they are drunk, e'ne then, when _Jone_ and my Lady are all one, not one will do me reason. My littleLevite hath forsaken me, his silver sound of Cittern quite abolish[t], [h]is doleful _hymns_ under my Chamber window, digested into tediouslearning: well fool, you leapt a Haddock when you left him: he's a cleanman, and a good edifier, and twenty nobles is his state _de claro_, besides his pigs in _posse_. To this good _Homilist_ I have been everstubborn, which God forgive me for, and mend my manners: and Love, if everthou hadst care of forty, of such a piece of lape ground, hear my prayer, and fire his zeal so far forth that my faults in this renued impression ofmy love may shew corrected to our gentle reader. 

_Enter_ Roger. 

See how negligently he passes by me: with what an Equipage Canonical, asthough he had broken the heart of _Bellarmine_, or added something to thesinging Brethren. 'Tis scorn, I know it, and deserve it, Mr. _Roger_. 

_Rog. _ Fair Gentlewoman, my name is _Roger_. 

_Abig_. Then gentle _Roger_?

_Rog_. Ungentle _Abigal_. 

_Abig_. Why M'r _Roger_ will you set your wit to a weak womans?

_Rog_. You are weak indeed: for so the Poet sings. 

_Abig_. I do confess my weakness, sweet Sir _Roger_. 

_Rog_. Good my Ladies Gentlewoman, or my good Ladies Gentlewoman (thistrope is lost to you now) leave your prating, you have a season of yourfirst mother in ye: and surely had the Devil been in love, he had beenabused too: go _Dalilah_, you make men fools, and wear Fig-breeches. 

_Abi_. Well, well, hard hearted man; dilate upon the weak infirmities ofwomen: these are fit texts, but once there was a time, would I had neverseen those eyes, those eyes, those orient eyes. 

_Rog_. I they were pearls once with you. 

_Abi_. Saving your reverence Sir, so they are still. 

_Rog_. Nay, nay, I do beseech you leave your cogging, what they are, theyare, they serve me without Spectacles I thank 'em. 

_Abig_. O will you kill me?

_Rog_. I do not think I can, Y'are like a Copy-hold with nine lives in't. 

_Abig_. You were wont to bear a Christian fear about you:For your own worships sake. 

_Rog_. I was a Christian fool then: Do you remember what a dance you ledme? how I grew qualm'd in love, and was a dunce? could expound but once aquarter, and then was out too: and then out of the stinking stir you putme in, I prayed for my own issue. You do remember all this?

_Abig_. O be as then you were!

_Rog_. I thank you for it, surely I will be wiser _Abigal_: and as theEthnick Poet sings, I will not lose my oyl and labour too. Y'are for theworshipfull I take it _Abigal_. 

_Abig_. O take it so, and then I am for thee!

_Rog_. I like these tears well, and this humbling also, they are Symptomesof contrition. If I should fall into my fit again, would you not shake meinto a quotidian Coxcombe? Would you not use me scurvily again, and giveme possets with purging Confets in't? I tell thee Gentlewoman, thou hastbeen harder to me, than a long pedigree. 

_Abig_. O Curate cure me: I will love thee better, dearer, longer: I willdo any thing, betray the secrets of the main house-hold to thyreformation. My Ladie shall look lovingly on thy learning, and when truetime shall point thee for a Parson, I will convert thy egges to pennycustards, and thy tith goose shall graze and multiply. 

_Rog_. I am mollified, as well shall testifie this faithfull kiss, andhave a great care Mistris _Abigal_ how you depress the Spirit any morewith your rebukes and mocks: for certainly the edge of such a follie cutsit self. 

_Abigal_. O Sir, you have pierc'd me thorow. Here I vow a recantation tothose malicious faults I ever did against you. Never more will I despiseyour learning, never more pin cards and cony tails upon your Cassock, never again reproach your reverend nightcap, and call it by the mangiename of murrin, never your reverend person more, and say, you look likeone of _Baals_ Priests in a hanging, never again when you say grace laughat you, nor put you out at prayers: never cramp you more, nor when youride, get Sope and Thistles for you. No my _Roger_, these faults shall becorrected and amended, as by the tenour of my tears appears. 

_Rog_. Now cannot I hold if I should be hang'd, I must crie too. Come tothine own beloved, and do even what thou wilt with me sweet, sweet_Abigal_. I am thine own for ever: here's my hand, when _Roger_ proves arecreant, hang him i'th' Bel-ropes. 

_Enter_ Lady, _and_ Martha. 

_Lady_. Why how now Master _Roger_, no prayers down with you to night? Didyou hear the bell ring? You are courting: your flock shall fat well forit. 

_Rog_. I humbly ask your pardon: I'le clap up Prayers, but stay a little, and be with you again. [_Exit_ Roger. 

_Enter_ Elder Love. 

_Lady_. How dare you, being so unworthie a fellow, Presume to come to move me any more?

_Elder Lo_. Ha, ha, ha. 

_Lady_. What ails the fellow?

_Elder Lo_. The fellow comes to laugh at you, I tell you Ladie I would notfor your Land, be such a Coxcomb, such a whining Ass, as you decreed mefor when I was last here. 

_Lady_. I joy to hear you are wise, 'tis a rare JewelIn an Elder Brother: pray be wiser yet. 

_Elder Lo. _ Me thinks I am very wise: I do not come a wooing. Indeed I'lemove no more love to your Ladiship. 

_Lady_. What makes you here then?

_Elder Lo_. Only to see you and be merry Ladie: that's all my business. Faith let's be very merry. Where's little _Roger_? he's a good fellow: anhour or two well spent in wholesome mirth, is worth a thousand of thesepuling passions. 'Tis an ill world for Lovers. 

_Lady_. They were never fewer. 

_Elder Lo_. I thank God there's one less for me Ladie. 

_Lady_. You were never any Sir. 

_Elder Lo_. Till now, and now I am the prettiest fellow. 

_Lady_. You talk like a Tailor Sir. 

_Elder Lo_. Me thinks your faces are no such fine things now. 

_Lady_. Why did you tell me you were wise? Lord what a lying age is this, where will you mend these faces?

_Elder Lo_. A Hogs face soust is worth a hundred of 'em. 

_Lady_. Sure you had a Sow to your Mother. 

_Elder Lo_. She brought such fine white Pigs as you, fit for none butParsons Ladie. 

_Lady_. 'Tis well you will allow us our Clergie yet. 

_Elder Lo_. That shall not save you. O that I were in love again with awish. 

_Lady_. By this light you are a scurvie fellow, pray be gone. 

_Elder Lo_. You know I am a clean skin'd man. 

_Lady_. Do I know it?

_Elder Lo_. Come, come, you would know it; that's as good: but not a snap, never long for't, not a snap dear Ladie. 

_Lady_. Hark ye Sir, hark ye, get ye to the Suburbs, there's horse fleshfor such hounds: will you goe Sir?

_Elder Lo_. Lord how I lov'd this woman, how I worshipt this prettie calfwith the white face here: as I live, you were the prettiest fool to playwithall, the wittiest little varlet, it would talk: Lord how it talk't!and when I angred it, it would cry out, and scratch, and eat no meat, andit would say, goe hang. 

_Lady_. It will say so still, if you anger it. 

_Elder Lo_. And when I askt it, if it would be married, it sent me of anerrand into _France_, and would abuse me, and be glad it did so. 

_Lady_. Sir this is most unmanly, pray by gon. 

_Elder Lo_. And swear (even when it twitter'd to be at me) I wasunhansome. 

_Lady_. Have you no manners in you?

_Elder Lo_. And say my back was melted, when God he knows, I kept it at acharge: Four _Flaunders_ Mares would have been easier to me, and a Fencer. 

_Lady_. You think all this is true now?

_Elder Lo_. Faith whether it be or no, 'tis too good for you. But so muchfor our mirth: Now have at you in earnest. 

_L[a]_. There is enough Sir, I desire no more. 

_El. Lo_. Yes faith, wee'l have a cast at your best parts now. And thenthe Devil take the worst. 

_Lady_. Pray Sir no more, I am not so much affected with yourcommendations, 'tis almost dinner, I know they stay for you at theOrdinary. 

_Elder Lo_. E'ne a short Grace, and then I am gone; You are a woman, andthe proudest that ever lov'd a Coach: the scornfullest, scurviest, andmost senceless woman; the greediest to be prais'd, and never mov'd thoughit be gross and open; the most envious, that at the poor fame of anothersface, would eat your own, and more than is your own, the paint belongingto it: of such a self opinion, that you think none can deserve your glove:and for your malice, you are so excellent, you might have been yourTempters tutor: nay, never cry. 

_Lady_. Your own heart knows you wrong me: I cry for ye?

_Elder Lo_. You shall before I leave you. 

_Lady_. Is all this spoke in earnest?

_Elder Lo_. Yes and more as soon as I can get it out. 

_Lady_. Well out with't. 

_Elder Lo_. You are, let me see. 

_Lady_. One that has us'd you with too much respect. 

_Elder Lo_. One that hath us'd me (since you will have it so) the basest, the most Foot-boy-like, without respect of what I was, or what you mightbe by me; you have us'd me, as I would use a jade, ride him off's legs, then turn him to the Commons; you have us'd me with discretion, and Ithank ye. If you have many more such pretty Servants, pray build anHospital, and when they are old, pray keep 'em for shame. 

_Lady_. I cannot think yet this is serious. 

_Elder Lo_. Will you have more on't?

_Lady_. No faith, there's enough if it be true:Too much by all my part; you are no Lover then?

_Elder Lo_. No, I had rather be a Carrier. 

_Lady_. Why the Gods amend all. 

_Elder Lo_. Neither do I think there can be such a fellow found i'th'world, to be in love with such a froward woman, if there be such, they'remad, _Jove_ comfort 'em. Now you have all, and I as new a man, as light, and spirited, that I feel my self clean through another creature. O 'tisbrave to be ones own man, I can see you now as I would see a Picture, sitall day by you and never kiss your hand: hear you sing, and never fallbackward: but with as set a temper, as I would hear a Fidler, rise andthank you. I can now keep my mony in my purse, that still was gadding outfor Scarfes and Wastcoats: and keep my hand from Mercers sheep-skinsfinely. I can eat mutton now, and feast my self with my two shillings, andcan see a play for eighteen pence again: I can my Ladie. 

_Lady_. The carriage of this fellow vexes me. Sir, pray let me speak alittle private with you, I must not suffer this. 

_Elder Lo_. Ha, ha, ha, what would you with me?You will not ravish me? Now, your set speech?

_Lady_. Thou perjur'd man. 

_Elder Lo_. Ha, ha, ha, this is a fine _exordium_. And why I pray you perjur'd?

_Lady_. Did you not swear a thousand thousand times you lov'd me best ofall things?

_Elder Lo_. I do confess it: make your best of that. 

_Lady_. Why do you say you do not then?

_Elder Lo_. Nay I'le swear it, And give sufficient reason, your own usage. 

_Lady_. Do you not love me then?

_Elder Lo_. No faith. 

_Lady_. Did you ever think I lov'd you dearly?

_Elder Lo_. Yes, but I see but rotten fruits on't. 

_Lady_. Do not denie your hand for I must kiss it, and take my lastfarewell, now let me die so you be happy. 

_El. Lo_. I am too foolish: Ladie speak dear Ladie. 

_Lady_. No let me die. _She swounds. _

_Mar_. Oh my Sister!

_Abi_. O my Ladie help, help. 

_Mar_. Run for some _Rosalis_!

_Elder Lo_. I have plaid the fine ass: bend her bodie, Lady, best, dearest, worthiest Lady, hear your Servant, I am not as I shew'd: Owretched fool, to fling away the Jewel of thy life thus. Give her moreair, see she begins to stir, sweet Mistress hear me!

_Lady_. Is my Servant well?

_Elder Lo_. In being yours I am so. 

_Lady_. Then I care not. 

_Elder Lo_. How do ye, reach a chair there; I confess my fault notpardonable, in pursuing thus upon such tenderness my wilfull error; buthad I known it would have wrought thus with ye, thus strangely, not theworld had won me to it, and let not (my best Ladie) any word spoke to myend disturb your quiet peace: for sooner shall you know a general ruine, than my faith broken. Do not doubt this Mistris, for by my life I cannotlive without you. Come, come, you shall not grieve, rather be angrie, andheap infliction upon me: I will suffer. O I could curse my self, praysmile upon me. Upon my faith it was but a trick to trie you, knowing youlov'd me dearlie, and yet strangely that you would never shew it, thoughmy means was all humilitie. 

_All_. Ha, ha. 

_Elder Lo_. How now?

_Lady_. I thank you fine fool for your most fine plot; this was a subtileone, a stiff device to have caught Dottrels with. Good senceless Sir, could you imagine I should swound for you, and know your self to be anarrant ass? I, a discovered one. 'Tis quit I thank you Sir. Ha, ha, ha. 

_Mar_. Take heed Sir, she may chance to swound again. 

_All_. Ha, ha, ha. 

_Abi_. Step to her Sir, see how she changes colour. 

_Elder Lo_. I'le goe to hell first, and be better welcom. I am fool'd, I do confess it, finely fool'd, Ladie, fool'd Madam, and I thank you for it. 

_Lady_. Faith 'tis not so much worth Sir:But if I knew when you come next a burding, I'le have a stronger noose to hold the Woodcock. 

_All_. Ha, ha, ha. 

_Elder Lo_. I am glad to see you merry, pray laugh on. 

_Mar_. H'ad a hard heart that could not laugh at you Sir, ha, ha, ha. 

_Lady_. Pray Sister do not laugh, you'le anger him, And then hee'l rail like a rude Costermonger, That School-boys had couzened of his Apples, As loud and senceless. 

_Elder Lo_. I will not rail. 

_Mar_. Faith then let's hear him Sister. 

_Elder Lo_. Yes, you shall hear me. 

_Lady_. Shall we be the better by it then?

_Eld. L_. No, he that makes a woman better by his words, I'le have him Sainted: blows will not doe it. 

_Lady_. By this light hee'll beat us. 

_Elder Lo_. You do deserve it richly, And may live to have a Beadle doe it. 

_Lady_. Now he rails. 

_Elder Lo_. Come scornfull Folly, If this be railing, you shall hear me rail. 

_Lady_. Pray put it in good words then. 

_Elder Lo_. The worst are good enough for such a trifle, Such a proud piece of Cobweblawn. 

_Lady_. You bite Sir?

_Elder Lo_. I would till the bones crackt, and I had my will. 

_Mar_. We had best muzzel him, he grows mad. 

_Elder Lo_. I would 'twere lawfull in the next great sickness to have theDogs spared, those harmless creatures, and knock i'th' head these hotcontinual plagues, women, that are more infectious. I hope the State willthink on't. 

_Lady_. Are you well Sir?

_Mar_. He looks as though he had a grievous fit o'th' Colick. 

_Elder Lo_. Green-ginger will cure me. 

_Abig_. I'le heat a trencher for him. 

_Elder Lo_. Durty _December_ doe, Thou with a face as old as _Erra Pater_, such a Prognosticating nose: thou thing that ten years since has left tobe a woman, outworn the expectation of a Baud; and thy dry bones can reachat nothing now, but gords or ninepins, pray goe fetch a trencher goe. 

_Lady_. Let him alone, he's crack't. 

_Abig_. I'le see him hang'd first, is a beastly fellow to use a woman ofmy breeding thus; I marry is he: would I were a man, I'de make him eat hisKnaves words!

_Elder Lo_. Tie your she Otter up, good Lady folly, she stinks worse thana Bear-baiting. 

_Lady_. Why will you be angry now?

_Elder Lo_. Goe paint and purge, call in your kennel with you: you a Lady?

_Abi_. Sirra, look to't against the quarter Sessions, if there be goodbehaviour in the world, I'le have thee bound to it. 

_Elder Lo_. You must not seek it in your Ladies house then; pray send thisFerret home, and spin good _Abigal_. And Madam, that your Ladiship mayknow, in what base manner you have us'd my service, I do from this hourhate thee heartily; and though your folly should whip you to repentance, and waken you at length to see my wrongs, 'tis not the endeavour of yourlife shall win me; not all the friends you have, intercession, nor yoursubmissive letters, though they spoke as many tears as words; not yourknees grown to th' ground in penitence, nor all your state, to kiss you;nor my pardon, nor will to give you Christian burial, if you dye thus; sofarewell. When I am married and made sure, I'le come and visit you again, and vex you Ladie. By all my hopes I'le be a torment to you, worse than atedious winter. I know you will recant and sue to me, but save thatlabour: I'le rather love a fever and continual thirst, rather contract myyouth to drink and sacerdote upon quarrels, or take a drawn whore from anHospital, that time, diseases, and _Mercury_ had eaten, than to be drawnto love you. 

_Lady_. Ha, ha, ha, pray do, but take heed though. 

_Elder Lo_. From thee, false dice, jades, Cowards, and plaguy Summers, good Lord deliver me. [_Exit_ Elder Love. 

_Lady_. But hark you Servant, hark ye: is he gon? call him again. 

_Abigal_. Hang him Paddock. 

_Lady_. Art thou here still? flie, flie, and call my Servant, flie or ne'rsee me more. 

_Abigal_. I had rather knit again than see that rascall, but I must doeit. [_Exit_ Abigal. 

_Lady_. I would be loth to anger him too much; what fine foolery is thisin a woman, to use those men most forwardly they love most? If I shouldlose him thus, I were rightly served. I hope he's not so much himself, totake it to th'heart: how now? will he come back?

_Enter_ Abigal. 

_Abig_. Never, he swears, whilst he can hear men say there's any womanliving: he swore he would ha' me first. 

_Lady_. Didst thou intreat him wench?

_Abigal_. As well as I could Madam. But this is still your way, to lovebeing absent, and when he's with you, laugh at him and abuse him. There'sanother way if you could hit on't. 

_Lady_. Thou saist true, get me paper, pen and ink, I'le write to him, I'de be loth he should sleep in's anger. Women are most fools when theythink th'are wisest. [_Ex. Omnes. _

_Musick. Enter_ Young Loveless, _and_ Widow, _going to be Married, withthem his_ Comrades. 

_Widow_. Pray Sir cast off these fellows, as unfitting for your bareknowledge, and far more your companie: is't fit such Ragamuffins as theseare should bear the name of friends? and furnish out a civil house? ye'reto be married now, and men that love you must expect a course far fromyour old carrier: if you will keep 'em, turn 'em to th' stable, and theremake 'em grooms: and yet now consider it, such beggars once set o' horseback, you have heard will ride, how far you had best to look. 

_Captain_. Hear you, you that must be Ladie, pray content your self andthink upon your carriage soon at night, what dressing will best take yourKnight, what wastcote, what cordial will do well i'th' morning for him, what triers have you?

_Widow_. What do you mean Sir?

_Capt_. Those that must switch him up: if he start well, fear not but crySaint _George_, and bear him hard: when you perceive his wind growes hotand wanting, let him a little down, he's fleet, ne're doubt him, andstands sound. 

_Widow_. Sir, you hear these fellows?

_Young Love_. Merrie companions, wench, Merry companions. 

_Widow_. To one another let 'em be companions, but good Sir not to you:you shall be civil and slip off these base trappings. 

_Cap_. He shall not need, my most swee[t] Ladie Grocer, if he be civil, not your powdered Sugar, nor your Raisins shall perswade the Captain tolive a Coxcomb with him; let him be civil and eat i'th' _Arches_, and seewhat will come on't. 

_Poet_. Let him be civil, doe: undo him; I, that's the next way. I willnot take (if he be civil once) two hundred pound a year to live with him;be civil? there's a trim perswasion. 

_Capt_. If thou beest civil Knight, as _Jove_ defends it, get thee anothernose, that will be pull'd off by the angry boyes for thy conversion: thechildren thou shalt get on this Civillian cannot inherit by the law, th'are _Ethnicks_, and all thy sport meer Moral leacherie: when they aregrown, having but little in 'em, they may prove Haberdashers, or grossGrocers, like their dear Damm there: prethee be civil Knight, in time thoumaist read to thy houshold, and be drunk once a year: this would shewfinely. 

_Young Lo_. I wonder sweet heart you will offer this, you do notunderstand these Gentlemen: I will be short and pithy: I had rather castyou off by the way of charge: these are Creatures, that nothing goes tothe maintenance of but Corn and Water. I will keep these fellows just inthe competencie of two Hens. 

_Wid_. If you can cast it so Sir, you have my liking. If they eat less, Ishould not be offended: But how these Sir, can live upon so little as Cornand Water, I am unbelieving. 

_Young Lo_. Why prethee sweet heart what's your Ale? is not that Corn andWater, my sweet Widow?

_Wid_. I but my sweet Knight where's the meat to this, and cloaths thatthey must look for?

_Young Lo_. In this short sentence Ale, is all included: Meat, Drink, andCloth; These are no ravening Footmen, no fellows, that at Ordinaries dareeat their eighteen pence thrice out before they rise, and yet goe hungryto play, and crack more nuts than would suffice a dozen Squirrels; besidesthe din, which is damnable: I had rather rail, and be confin'd to a_Boatmaker_, than live amongst such rascals; these are people of such aclean discretion in their diet, of such a moderate sustenance, that theysweat if they but smell hot meat. _Porredge_ is poison, they hate aKitchin as they hate a Counter, and show 'em but a Feather-bed theyswound. Ale is their eating and their drinking surely, which keeps theirbodies clear, and soluble. Bread is a binder, and for that abolisht evenin their Ale, whose lost room fills an apple, which is more airy and ofsubtiler nature. The rest they take is little, and that little is littleeasie: For like strict men of order, they do correct their bodies with abench, or a poor stubborn table; if a chimny offer it self with some fewbroken rushes, they are in down: when they are sick, that's drunk, theymay have fresh straw, else they do despise these worldly pamperings. Fortheir poor apparel, 'tis worn out to the diet; new they seek none, and ifa man should offer, they are angrie, scarce to be reconcil'd again withhim: you shall not hear 'em ask one a cast doublet once in a year, whichis modesty befitting my poor friends: you see their _Wardrobe_, thoughslender, competent: For shirts I take it, they are things worn out oftheir remembrance. Lousie they will be when they list, and _mangie_, whichshows a fine variety: and then to cure 'em, a _Tanners_ limepit, which islittle charge, two dogs, and these; these two may be cur'd for 3. Pence. 

_Wid_. You have half perswaded me, pray use your pleasure: and my goodfriends since I do know your diet, I'le take an order, meat shall notoffend you, you shall have Ale. 

_Capt_. We ask no more, let it be, mighty Lady: and if we perish, then ourown sins on us. 

_Young Lo_. Come forward Gentlemen, to Church my boys, when we have done, I'le give you cheer in bowles. [_Exeunt. _

_Actus Quintus. Scena Prima. _

_Enter_ Elder Loveless. 

_Elder Lo_. This senseless woman vexes me to th' heart, she will not frommy memory: would she were a man for one two hours, that I might beat her. If I had been unhansome, old or jealous, 'thad been an even lay she mighthave scorn'd me; but to be young, and by this light I think as proper asthe proudest; made as clean, as straight, and strong backt; means andmanners equal with the best cloth of silver Sir i'th' kingdom: But theseare things at some time of the Moon, below the cut of Canvas: sure she hassome Meeching Rascal in her house, some Hind, that she hath seen bear(like another _Milo_) quarters of Malt upon his back, and sing with't, Thrash all day, and i'th' evening in his stockings, strike up a Hornpipe, and there stink two hours, and ne're a whit the worse man; these are they, these steel chin'd Rascals that undo us all. Would I had been a Carter, ora Coachman, I had done the deed e're this time. 

_Enter_ Servant. 

_Ser_. Sir, there's a Gentleman without would speak with you. 

_Elder Lo_. Bid him come in. 

_Enter_ Welford. 

_Wel_. By your leave Sir. 

_Elder Lo_. You are welcome, what's your will Sir?

_Wel_. Have you forgotten me?

_Elder Lo_. I do not much remember you. 

_Wel_. You must Sir. I am that Gentleman you pleas'd to wrong, in yourdisguise, I have inquired you out. 

_Elder Lo_. I was disguised indeed Sir if I wrong'd you, pray where andwhen?

_Wel_. In such a Ladies house, I need not name her. 

_Elder Lo_. I do remember you, you seem'd to be a Sutor to that Lady?

_Wel_. If you remember this, do not forget how scurvily you us'd me: thatwas no place to quarrel in, pray you think of it; if you be honest youdare fight with me, without more urging, else I must provoke ye. 

_Elder Lo_. Sir I dare fight, but never for a woman, I will not have herin my cause, she's mortal, and so is not my anger: if you have brought anobler subject for our Swords, I am for you; in this I would be loth toprick my Finger. And where you say I wrong'd you, 'tis so far from myprofession, that amongst my fears, to do wrong is the greatest: credit mewe have been both abused, (not by our selves, for that I hold a spleen, nosin of malice, and may with man enough be best forgoten, ) but by thatwillfull, scornful piece of hatred, that much forgetful Lady: for whosesake, if we should leave our reason, and run on upon our sense, like_Rams_, the little world of good men would laugh at us, and despise us, fixing upon our desperate memories the never-worn out names of Fools andFencers. Sir 'tis not fear, but reason makes me tell you; in this I hadrather help you Sir, than hurt you, and you shall find it, though youthrow your self into as many dangers as she offers, though you redeem herlost name every day, and find her out new honours with your Sword, youshall but be her mirth as I have been. 

_Wel_. I ask you mercy Sir, you have ta'ne my edge off: yet I would fainbe even with this Lady. 

_Elder Lo_. In which I'le be your helper: we are two, and they are two:two Sisters, rich alike, only the elder has the prouder Dowry: In troth Ipity this disgrace in you, yet of mine own I am senceless: do but followmy Counsel, and I'le pawn my spirit, we'l overreach 'em yet; the means isthis--

_Enter_ Servant. 

_Ser_. Sir there's a Gentlewoma[n] will needs speak with you, I cannotkeep her out, she's entred Sir. 

_Elder Lo_. It is the waiting woman, pray be not seen: sirrah hold her indiscourse a while: hark in your ear, go and dispatch it quickly, when Icome in, I'le tell you all the project. 

_Wel_. I care not which I have. [_Exit_ Welford. 

_Elder Lo_. Away, 'tis done, she must not see you: now Lady _Guiniver_what news with you?

_Enter_ Abigal. 

_Abig_. Pray leave these frumps Sir, and receive this letter. 

_Elder Lo_. From whom good vanity?

_Abig_. 'Tis from my Lady Sir: Alas good soul, she cries and takes on!

_Elder Lo_. Do's she so good Soul? wou'd she not have a Cawdle? do's shesend you with your fine Oratory goody _Tully_ to tye me to believe again?bring out the Cat-hounds, I'le make you take a tree Whore, then with mytiller bring down your _Gibship_, and then have you cast, and hung upi'th' Warren. 

_Abig_. I am no beast Sir, would you knew it. 

_Elder Lo_. Wou'd I did, for I am yet very doubtful; what will you saynow?

_Abig_. Nothing not I. 

_Elder Lo_. Art thou a woman, and say nothing?

_Abig_. Unless you'l hear me with more moderation, I can speak wiseenough. 

_Elder Lo_. And loud enough? will your Lady love me?

_Abig_. It seems so by her letter, and her lamentations; but you are suchanother man. 

_Elder Lo_. Not such another as I was, Mumps; nor will not be: I'le readher fine Epistle: ha, ha, ha, is not thy Mistress mad?

_Abig_. For you she will be, 'tis a shame you should use a poorGentlewoman so untowardly; she loves the ground you tread on; and you(hard heart) because she jested with you, mean to kill her; 'tis a fineconquest as they say. 

_Elder Lo_. Hast thou so much moisture in the Whitleather hide yet, thatthou canst cry? I wou'd have sworn thou hadst been touchwood five yearsince; nay let it rain, thy face chops for a shower like a dry Dunghil. 

_Abig_. I'le not indure this Ribauldry; farewel i'th' Devils name; if myLady die, I'le be sworn before a Jury, thou art the cause on't. 

_Elder Lo_. Do Maukin do, deliver to your Lady from me this: I mean to seeher, if I have no other business: which before I'le want to come to her, Imean to go seek birds nests: yet I may come too: but if I come, from thisdoor till I see her, will I think how to rail vildly at her; how to vexher, and make her cry so much, that the Physician if she fall sick upon't, shall find the cause to be want of Urine, and she remediless dye in herHeresie: Farewell old Adage, I hope to see the Boys make Potguns on thee. 

_Abig_. Th'art a vile man, God bless my issue from thee. 

_Elder Lo_. Thou hast but one, and that's in thy left crupper, that makesthee hobble so; you must be ground i'th' breach like a Top, you'I ne'respin well else: Farewell Fytchock. [_Exeunt_. 

_Enter_ Lady _alone_. 

_Lady_. Is it not strange that every womans will should track out newwayes to disturb her self? if I should call my reason to account, itcannot answer why I keep my self from mine own wish, and stop the man Ilove from his; and every hour repent again, yet still go on: I know 'tislike a man, that wants his natural sleep, and growing dull would gladlygive the remnant of his life for two hours rest; yet through hisfrowardness, will rather choose to watch another man, drowsie as he, thantake his own repose. All this I know: yet a strange peevishness and anger, not to have the power to do things unexpected, carries me away to mine ownruine: I had rather die sometimes than not disgrace in public him whompeople think I love, and do't with oaths, and am in earnest then: O whatare we! Men, you must answer this, that dare obey such things as wecommand. How now? what newes?

_Enter_ Abigal. 

_Abi_. Faith Madam none worth hearing. 

_Lady_. Is he not come?

_Abi_. No truly. 

_Lady_. Nor has he writ?

_Abigal_. Neither. I pray God you have not undone your self. 

_Lady_. Why, but what saies he?

_Abi_. Faith he talks strangely. 

_Lady_. How strangely?

_Abi_. First at your Letter he laught extremely. 

_Lady_. What, in contempt?

_Abi. _ He laught monstrous loud, as he would die, and when you wrote it Ithink you were in no such merry mood, to provoke him that way: and havingdone he cried Alas for her, and violently laught again. 

_Lady. _ Did he?

_Abi. _ Yes, till I was angry. 

_Lady. _ Angry, why? why wert thou angry? he did doe but well, I diddeserve it, he had been a fool, an unfit man for any one to love, had henot laught thus at me: you were angry, that show'd your folly; I shalllove him more for that, than all that ere he did before: but said henothing else?

_Abi. _ Many uncertain things: he said though you had mockt him, becauseyou were a woman, he could wish to do you so much favour as to see you:yet he said, he knew you rash, and was loth to offend you with the sightof one, whom now he was bound not to leave. 

_Lady. _ What one was that?

_Abi. _ I know not, but truly I do fear there is a making up there: for Iheard the servants, as I past by some, whisper such a thing: and as I cameback through the hall, there were two or three Clarks writing greatconveyances in hast, which they said were for their Mistris joynture. 

_Lady. _ 'Tis very like, and fit it should be so, for he does think, andreasonably think, that I should keep him with my idle tricks for ever erehe be married. 

_Abi. _ At last he said, it should go hard but he would see you for yoursatisfaction. 

_Lady. _ All we that are called Women, know as well as men, it were a farmore noble thing to grace where we are grace't, and give respect therewhere we are respected: yet we practise a wilder course, and never bendour eyes on men with pleasure, till they find the way to give us aneglect: then we, too late, perceive the loss of what we might have had, and dote to death. 

_Enter_ Martha. 

_Mar. _ Sister, yonder's your Servant, with a Gentlewoman with him. 

_Lady. _ Where?

_Mar. _ Close at the door. 

_Lady. _ Alas I am undone, I fear he is be[t]roth'd, What kind of woman is she?

_Mar. _ A most ill favoured one, with her Masque on:And how her face should mend the rest I know not. 

_La. _ But yet her mind was of a milder stuff than mine was. 

_Enter_ Elder Loveless, _and_ Welford _in Womans apparel. _

_Lady. _ Now I see him, if my heart swell not again (away thou womanspride) so that I cannot speak a gentle word to him, let me not live. 

_Elder Lo. _ By your leave here. 

_Lady. _ How now, what new trick invites you hither?Ha'you a fine device again?

_Elder Lo. _ Faith this is the finest device I have now:How dost thou sweet heart?

_Wel. _ Why very well, so long as I may pleaseYou my dear Lover. I nor can, nor willBe ill when you are well, well when you are ill. 

_Elder Lo. _ O thy sweet temper! what would I have given, that Lady hadbeen like thee: seest thou her? that face (my love) join'd with thy humblemind, had made a wench indeed. 

_Wel. _ Alas my love, what God hath done, I dare not think to mend. I useno paint, nor any drugs of Art, my hands and face will shew it. 

_La. _ Why what thing have you brought to shew us there? do you take monyfor it?

_Elder Lo. _ A Godlike thing, not to be bought for mony: 'tis my Mistris:in whom there is no passion, nor no scorn: what I will is for law; prayyou salute her. 

_Lady. _ Salute her? by this good light, I would not kiss her for half mywealth. 

_Elder Lo. _ Why? why pray you?You shall see me do't afore you; look you. 

_Lady. _ Now fie upon thee, a beast would not have don't. I would not kiss thee of a month to gain a Kingdom. 

_Elder Lo. _ Marry you shall not be troubled. 

_Lady. _ Why was there ever such a _Meg_ as this?Sure thou art mad. 

_Elder Lo. _ I was mad once, when I lov'd pictures; for what are shape andcolours else, but pictures? in that tawnie hide there lies an endless massof vertues, when all your red and white ones want it. 

_Lady. _ And this is she you are to marry, is't not?

_Elder Lo. _ Yes indeed is't. 

_Lady. _ God give you joy. 

_Elder Lo. _ Amen. 

_Wel. _ I thank yo[u], as unknown for your good wish. The like to you when ever you shall wed. 

_Elder Lo. _ O gentle Spirit!

_Lady. _ You thank me? I prayKeep your breath nearer you, I do not like it. 

_Wel. _ I would not willingly offend at all, Much less a Lady of your worthie parts. 

_Elder Lo. _ Sweet, Sweet!

_La. _ I do not think this woman can by nature be thus, Thus ugly; sure she's some common Strumpet, Deform'd with exercise of sin?

_Wel. _ O Sir believe not this, for Heaven so comfort me as I am free fromfoul pollution with any man; my honour ta'ne away, I am no woman. 

_Elder Lo. _ Arise my dearest Soul; I do not credit it. Alas, I fear hertender heart will break with this reproach; fie that you know no morecivility to a weak Virgin. 'Tis no matter Sweet, let her say what shewill, thou art not worse to me, and therefore not at all; be careless. 

_Wel. _ For all things else I would, but for mine honor; Me thinks. 

_Elder Lo. _ Alas, thine honour is not stain'd, Is this the business that you sent for me about?

_Mar. _ Faith Sister you are much to blame, to use a woman, whatsoe're shebe, thus; I'le salute her: You are welcome hither. 

_Wel. _ I humbly thank you. 

_Elder Lo. _ Milde yet as the Dove, for all these injuries. Come shall wegoe, I love thee not so ill to keep thee here a jesting stock. Adue to theworlds end. 

_Lady. _ Why whither now?

_Elder Lo. _ Nay you shall never know, because you shall not find me. 

_Lady. _ I pray let me speak with you. 

_Elder Lo. _ 'Tis very well: come. 

_Lady. _ I pray you let me speak with you. 

_Elder Lo. _ Yes for another mock. 

_Lady. _ By Heaven I have no mocks: good Sir a word. 

_Elder Lo. _ Though you deserve not so much at my hands, yet if you be insuch earnest, I'le speak a word with you; but I beseech you be brief: forin good faith there's a Parson and a licence stay for us i'th' Church allthis while: and you know 'tis night. 

_Lady. _ Sir, give me hearing patiently, and whatsoever I have heretoforespoke jestingly, forget: for as I hope for mercy any where, what I shallutter now is from my heart, and as I mean. 

_Elder Lo. _ Well, well, what do you mean?

_Lady. _ Was not I once your Mistress, and you my Servant?

_Elder Lo. _ O 'tis about the old matter. 

_Lady. _ Nay good Sir stay me out; I would but hear you excuse your self, why you should take this woman, and leave me. 

_Elder Lo. _ Prethee why not, deserves she not as much as you?

_Lady. _ I think not, if you will lookWith an indifferency upon us both. 

_Elder Lo. _ Upon your faces, 'tis true: but if judiciously we shall castour eyes upon your minds, you are a thousand women of her in worth: shecannot swound in jest, nor set her lover tasks, to shew her peevishness, and his affection, nor cross what he saies, though it be Canonical. She'sa good plain wench, that will do as I will have her, and bring me lustyBoys to throw the Sledge, and lift at Pigs of Lead: and for a Wife, she'sfar beyond you: what can you do in a houshold to provide for your issue, but lye i' bed and get 'em? your business is to dress you, and at idlehours to eat; when she can do a thousand profitable things: she can dopretty well in the Pastry, and knows how Pullen should be cram'd, she cutsCambrick at a thread, weaves Bone-lace, and quilts Balls; and what are yougood for?

_Lady. _ Admit it true, that she were far beyond me in all respects, doesthat give you a licence to forswear your self?

_Elder Lo. _ Forswear my self, how?

_Lady. _ Perhaps you have forgotten the innumerable oaths you have utter'din disclaiming all for Wives but me: I'le not remember you: God give youjoy. 

_Elder Lo. _ Nay but conceive me, the intent of oaths is ever understood:Admit I should protest to such a friend, to see him at his Lodging tomorrow: Divines would never hold me perjur'd if I were struck blind, or hehid him where my diligent search could not find him: so there were nocross act of mine own in't. Can it be imagined I mean to force you toMarriage, and to have you whether you will or no?

_Lady. _ Alas you need not. I make already tender of my self, and then youare forsworn. 

_Elder Lo. _ Some sin I see indeed must necessarily fall upon me, aswhosoever deals with Women shall never utterly avoid it: yet I would chusethe least ill; which is to forsake you, that have done me all the abusesof a malignant Woman, contemn'd my service, and would have held me pratingabout Marriage, till I had been past getting of Children: then her thathath forsaken her Family, and put her tender body in my hand, upon myword--

_Lady. _ Which of us swore you first to?

_Elder Lo. _ Why to you. 

_Lady. _ Which oath is to be kept then?

_Elder Lo. _ I prethee do not urge my sins unto me, Without I could amend 'em. 

_Lady. _ Why you may by wedding me. 

_Elder Lo. _ How will that satisfie my word to her?

_Lady. _ 'Tis not to be kept, and needs no satisfaction, 'Tis an error fit for repentance only. 

_Elder Lo. _ Shall I live to wrong that tender hearted Virgin so? It maynot be. 

_Lady. _ Why may it not be?

_Elder Lo. _ I swear I would rather marry thee than her: but yet minehonesty?

_Lady. _ What honesty? 'Tis more preserv'd this way:Come, by this light, servant, thou shalt, I'le kiss thee on't. 

_Elder Lo. _ This kiss indeed is sweet, pray God no sin lie under it. 

_Lady. _ There is no sin at all, try but another. 

_Wel. _ O my heart!

_Mar. _ Help Sister, this Lady swounds. 

_Elder Lo. _ How do you?

_Wel. _ Why very well, if you be so. 

_Elder Lo. _ Since a quiet mind lives not in any Woman, I shall do a mostungodly thing. Hear me one word more, which by all my hopes I will notalter, I did make an oath when you delai'd me so, that this very night Iwould be married. Now if you will go without delay, suddenly, as late asit is, with your own Minister to your own Chapel, I'le wed you and to bed. 

_Lady. _ A match dear servant. 

_Elder Lo. _ For if you should forsake me now, I care not, she would notthough for all her injuries, such is her spirit. If I be not ashamed tokiss her now I part, may I not live. 

_Wel. _ I see you go, as slily as you think to steal away: yet I will prayfor you; all blessings of the world light on you two, that you may live tobe an aged pair. All curses on me if I do not speak what I do wish indeed. 

_Elder Lo. _ If I can speak to purpose to her, I am a villain. 

_Lady. _ Servant away. 

_Mar. _ Sister, will you Marry that inconstant man? think you he will notcast you off to morrow, to wrong a Lady thus, lookt she like dirt, 'twasbasely done. May you ne're prosper with him. 

_Wel. _ Now God forbid. Alas I was unworthy, so I told him. 

_Mar. _ That was your modesty, too good for him. I would not see your wedding for a world. 

_Lady. _ Chuse chuse, come _Younglove_. 

 [_Exit_ La. Elder Lo. _and_ Young. 

_Mar. _ Dry up your eyes forsooth, you shall not think we are all suchuncivil beasts as these. Would I knew how to give you a revenge. 

_Wel. _ So would not I: No let me suffer truly, that I desire. 

_Mar. _ Pray walk in with me, 'tis very late, and you shall stay all night:your bed shall be no worse than mine; I wish I could but do you right. 

_Wel. _ My humble thanks:God grant I may but live to quit your love. [_Exeunt. _

 _Enter_ Young Loveless _and_ Savil. 

_Young Lo. _ Did your Master send for me _Savil_?

_Sav. _ Yes, he did send for your worship Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ Do you know the business?

_Sav. _ Alas Sir, I know nothing, nor am imployed beyond my hours ofeating. My dancing days are done Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ What art thou now then?

_Sav. _ If you consider me in little, I am with your worships reverenceSir, a Rascal: one that upon the next anger of your Brother, must raise asconce by the high way, and sell switches; my wife is learning now Sir, toweave inkle. 

_Young Lo. _ What dost thou mean to do with thy Children _Savil_?

_Sav. _ My eldest boy is half a Rogue already, he was born bursten, andyour worship knows, that is a pretty step to mens compassions. My youngestboy I purpose Sir to bind for ten years to a G[ao]ler, to draw under him, that he may shew us mercy in his function. 

_Young Lo. _ Your family is quartered with discretion: you are resolved toCant then: where _Savil_ shall your scene lie?

_Sav. _ Beggers must be no chusers. In every place (I take it) but the stocks. 

_Young Lo. _ This is your drinking, and your whoring _Savil_, I told you ofit, but your heart was hardened. 

_Sav. _ 'Tis true, you were the first that told me of it I do remember yetin tears, you told me you would have Whores, and in that passion Sir, youbroke out thus; Thou miserable man, repent, and brew three Strikes more ina Hogshead. 'Tis noon e're we be drunk now, and the time can tarry for noman. 

_Young Lo. _ Y'are grown a bitter Gentleman. I see misery can clear yourhead better than Mustard, I'le be a sutor for your Keys again Sir. 

_Sav. _ Will you but be so gracious to me Sir? I shall be bound. 

_Young Lo. _ You shall SirTo your bunch again, or I'le miss foully. 

 _Enter_ Morecraft. 

_Mor. _ Save you Gentleman, save you. 

_Young Lo. _ Now Polecat, what young Rabets nest have you to draw?

_Mor. _ Come, prethee be familiar Knight. 

_Young Lo. _ Away Fox, I'le send for Terriers for you. 

_Mor. _ Thou art wide yet: I'le keep thee companie. 

_Young Lo. _ I am about some business; Indentures, If ye follow me I'le beat you: take heed, A[s] I live I'le cancel your Coxcomb. 

_Mor. _ Thou art cozen'd now, I am no usurer:What poor fellow's this?

_Savil. _ I am poor indeed Sir. 

_Mor. _ Give him mony Knight. 

_Young Lo. _ Do you begin the offering. 

_Mor. _ There poor fellow, here's an Angel for thee. 

_Young Lo. _ Art thou in earnest _Morecraft_?

_Mor. _ Yes faith Knight, I'le follow thy example: thou hadst land andthousands, thou spendst, and flungst away, and yet it flows in double: Ipurchased, wrung, and wierdraw'd, for my wealth, lost, and was cozen'd:for which I make a vow, to trie all the waies above ground, but I'le finda constant means to riches without curses. 

_Young Lo. _ I am glad of your conversion Master _Morecraft_:Y'are in a fair course, pray pursue it still. 

_Mor. _ Come, we are all gallants now, I'le keep thee company;Here honest fellow, for this Gentlemans sake, there's two Angels more forthee. 

_Savil. _ God quite you Sir, and keep you long in this mind. 

_Young Lo. _ Wilt thou persevere?

_Mor. _ Till I have a penny. I have brave cloathes a making, and twohorses; canst thou not help me to a match Knight, I'le lay a thousandpound upon my crop-ear. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Foot, this is stranger than an _Africk_ monster, There will beno more talk of the _Cleve_ wars Whilst this lasts, come, I'le put theeinto blood. 

_Sav. _ Would all his damn'd tribe were as tender hearted. I beseech youlet this Gentleman join with you in the recovery of my Keyes; I like hisgood beginning Sir, the whilst I'le pray for both your worships. 

_Young Lo. _ He shall Sir. 

_Mor. _ Shall we goe noble Knight? I would fain be acquainted. 

_Young Lo. _ I'le be your Servant Sir. [_Exeunt. _

_Enter_ Elder Loveless, _and_ Lady. 

_Elder Lo. _ Faith my sweet Lady, I have caught you now, maugre yoursubtilties, and fine devices, be coy again now. 

_Lady. _ Prethee sweet-heart tell true. 

_Elder Lo. _ By this light, by all the pleasures I have had this night, byyour lost maidenhead, you are cozened meerly. I have cast beyond your wit. That Gentleman is your retainer _Welford_. 

_Lady. _ It cannot be so. 

_Elder Lo. _ Your Sister has found it so, or I mistake, mark how sheblushes when you see her next. Ha, ha, ha, I shall not travel now, ha, ha, ha. 

_Lady. _ Prethee sweet heart be quiet, thou hast angred me at heart. 

_Elder Lo. _ I'le please you soon again. 

_La. _ Welford?

_Elder Lo. _ I _Welford_, hee's a young handsome fellow, well bred andlanded, your Sister can instruct you in his good parts, better than I bythis time. 

_Lady. _ Uds foot am I fetcht over thus?

_Elder Lo. _ Yes i'faith. And over shall be fetcht again, never fear it. 

_Lady. _ I must be patient, though it torture me:You have got the Sun Sir. 

_Elder Lo. _ And the Moon too, in which I'le be the man. 

_Lady. _ But had I known this, had I but surmiz'd it, you should havehunted three trains more, before you had come to th' course, you shouldhave hankt o'th' bridle, Sir, i'faith. 

_El. Lo. _ I knew it, and min'd with you, and so blew you up. Now you may see the Gentlewoman: stand close. 

_Enter_ Welford, _and_ Martha. 

_Mar. _ For Gods sake Sir, be private in this business, You have undone me else. O God, what have I done?

_Wel. _ No harm I warrant thee. 

_Mar. _ How shall I look upon my friends again?With what face?

_Wel. _ Why e'ne with that: 'tis a good one, thou canst not find a better:look upon all the faces thou shall see there, and you shall find 'emsmooth still, fair still, sweet still, and to your thinking honest; thosehave done as much as you have yet, or dare doe Mistris, and yet they keepno stir. 

_Mar. _ Good Sir goe in, and put your womans cloaths on:If you be seen thus, I am lost for ever. 

_Wel. _ I'le watch you for that Mistris: I am no fool, here will I tarrytill the house be up and witness with me. 

_Mar. _ Good dear friend goe in. 

_Wel. _ To bed again if you please, else I am fixt here till there benotice taken what I am, and what I have done: if you could juggle me intomy woman-hood again, and so cog me out of your company, all this would beforsworn, and I again an _asinego_, as your Sister left me. No, I'le haveit known and publisht; then if you'le be a whore, forsake me and beasham'd: and when you can hold no longer, marry some cast _Cleve Captain_, and sell Bottle-ale. 

_Mar. _ I dare not stay Sir, use me modestly, I am your wife. 

_Wel. _ Goe in, I'le make up all. 

_Elder Lo. _ I'le be a witness of your naked truth Sir: this is theGentlewoman, prethee look upon him, that is he that made me break my faithsweet: but thank your Sister, she hath soder'd it. 

_Lady. _ What a dull ass was I, I could not see this wencher from a wench:twenty to one, if I had been but tender like my Sister, he had served mesuch a slippery trick too. 

_Wel. _ Twenty to one I had. 

_Elder Lo. _ I would have watcht you Sir, by your good patience, forferreting in my ground. 

_Lady. _ You have been with my Sister. 

_Wel. _ Yes to bring. 

_Elder Lo. _ An heir into the world he means. 

_Lady. _ There is no chafing now. 

_Wel. _ I have had my part on't: I have been chaft this three hours, that'sthe least, I am reasonable cool now. 

_Lady. _ Cannot you fare well, but you must cry roast-meat?

_Wel. _ He that fares well, and will not bless the founders, is eithersurfeited, or ill taught, Lady, for mine own part, I have found so sweet adiet, I can commend it, though I cannot spare it. 

_Elder Lo. _ How like you this dish, _Welford_, I made a supper on't, andfed so heartily, I could not sleep. 

_Lady. _ By this light, had I but scented out your [train], ye had sleptwith a bare pillow in your arms and kist that, or else the bed-post, forany wife ye had got this twelve-month yet: I would have vext you more thana try'd post-horse; and been longer bearing, than ever after-game at_Irish_ was. Lord, that I were unmarried again. 

_Elder Lo. _ Lady I would not undertake ye, were you again a _Haggard_, forthe best cast of four Ladys i'th' Kingdom: you were ever tickle-footed, and would not truss round. 

_Wel. _ Is she fast?

_Elder Lo. _ She was all night lockt here boy. 

_Wel. _ Then you may lure her without fear of losing: take off her Cranes. You have a delicate Gentlewoman to your Sister: Lord what a prettie furieshe was in, when she perceived I was a man: but I thank God I satisfiedher scruple, without the Parson o'th' town. 

_Elder Lo. _ What did ye?

_Wel. _ Madam, can you tell what we did?

_Elder Lo. _ She has a shrewd guess at it I see it by her. 

_Lady. _ Well you may mock us: but my large Gentlewoman, my _Mary Ambre_, had I but seen into you, you should have had another bed-fellow, fitter agreat deal for your itch. 

_Wel. _ I thank you Lady, me thought it was well, You are so curious. 

_Enter_ Young Loveless, _his_ Lady, Morecraft, Savil, _and twoServingmen. _

_El. Lo. _ Get on your doublet, here comes my Brother. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Good morrow Brother, and all good to your Lady. 

_Mor. _ God save you and good morrow to you all. 

_El. Lo. _ Good morrow. Here's a poor brother of yours. 

_Lady. _ Fie how this shames me. 

_Mor. _ Prethee good fellow help me to a cup of beer. 

_Ser. _ I will Sir. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Brother what makes you here? will this Lady do?Will she? is she not nettl'd still?

_Elder Lo. _ No I have cur'd her. Mr. _Welford_, pray know this Gentleman is my Brother. 

_Wel. _ Sir I shall long to love him. 

_Yo. Lo. _ I shall not be your debter Sir. But how is't with you?

_Elder Lo. _ As well as may be man: I am married: your new acquaintancehath her Sister, and all's well. 

_Yo. Lo. _ I am glad on't. Now my prettie Lady Sister, How do you find my Brother?

_Lady. _ Almost as wild as you are. 

_Yo. Lo. _ He will make the better husband: you have tried him?

_Lady. _ Against my will Sir. 

_Yo. Lo. _ Hee'l make your will amends soon, do not doubt it. But Sir I must intreat you to be better knownTo this converted _Jew_ here. 

_Ser. _ Here's Beer for you Sir. 

_Mor. _ And here's for you an Angel:Pray buy no Land, 'twill never prosper Sir. 

_Elder Lo. _ How's this?

_Yo. Lo. _ Bless you, and then I'le tell: He's turn'd Gallant. 

_Elder Lo. _ Gallant?

_Yo. Lo. _ I Gallant, and is now called, _Cutting Morecraft_:The reason I'le inform you at more leisure. 

_Wel. _ O good Sir let me know him presently. 

_Young Lo. _ You shall hug one another. 

_Mor. _ Sir I must keep you company. 

_Elder Lo. _ And reason. 

_Young Lo. _ Cutting _Morecraft_ faces about, I must present another. 

_Mor. _ As many as you will Sir, I am for 'em. 

_Wel. _ Sir I shall do you service. 

_Mor. _ I shall look for't in good faith Sir. 

_Elder Lo. _ Prethee good sweet heart kiss him. 

_Lady. _ Who, that fellow?

_Savil. _ Sir will it please you to remember me: my keys good Sir. 

_Young Lo. _ I'le doe it presently. 

_El. Lo. _ Come thou shalt kiss him for our sport sake. 

_La. _ Let him come on then; and do you hear, do not instruct me in thesetricks, for you may repent it. 

_El. Lo. _ That at my peril. Lusty Mr. _Morecraft_, Here is a Lady would salute you. 

_Mor. _ She shall not lose her longing Sir: what is she?

_Elder Lo. _ My wife Sir. 

_Mor. _ She must be then my Mistres. 

_Lady. _ Must I Sir?

_Elder Lo. _ O yes, you must. 

_Mor. _ And you must take this ring, a poor pawnOf some fiftie pound. 

_El Lo. _ Take it by any means, 'tis lawfull prize. 

_Lady. _ Sir I shall call you servant. 

_Mor. _ I shall be proud on't: what fellow's that?

_Young Lo. _ My Ladies Coachman. 

_Mor. _ There's something, (my friend) for you to buy whips, And for you Sir, and you Sir. 

_Elder Lo. _ Under a miracle this is the strangestI ever heard of. 

_Mor. _ What, shall we play, or drink? what shall we doe?Who will hunt with me for a hundred pounds?

_Wel. _ Stranger and Stranger!Sir you shall find sport after a day or two. 

_Young Lo. _ Sir I have a sute unto youConcerning your old servant _Savil_. 

_Elder Lo. _ O, for his keys, I know it. 

_Savil. _ Now Sir, strike in. 

_Mor. _ Sir I must have you grant me. 

_Elder Lo. _ 'Tis done Sir, take your keys again:But hark you _Savil_, leave off the motionsOf the flesh, and be honest, or else you shall graze again:I'le try you once more. 

_Savil. _ If ever I be taken drunk, or whoring, Take off the biggest key i'th' bunch, and openMy head with it Sir: I humbly thank your worships. 

_Elder Lo. _ Nay then I see we must keep holiday. _Enter_ Roger, _and_ Abigal. Here's the last couple in hell. 

_Roger. _ Joy be among you all. 

_Lady. _ Why how now Sir, what is the meaning of this emblem?

_Roger. _ Marriage an't like your worship. 

_Lady. _ Are you married?

_Roger. _ As well as the next Priest could doe it, Madam. 

_Elder Lo. _ I think the sign's in _Gemini_, here's such coupling. 

_Wel. _ Sir _Roger_, what will you take to lie from your sweet-heart tonight?

_Roger. _ Not the best benefice in your worships gift Sir. 

_Wel. _ A whorson, how he swells. 

_Young Lo. _ How many times to night Sir _Roger_?

_Roger. _ Sir you grow scurrilous:What I shall do, I shall do: I shall not need your help. 

_Young Lo. _ For horse flesh _Roger_. 

_Elder Lo. _ Come prethee be not angry, 'tis a dayGiven wholly to our mirth. 

_Lady. _ It shall be so Sir: Sir _Roger_ and his Bride, We shall intreat to be at our charge. 

_El. Lo. _ _Welford_ get you to the Church: by this light, You shall not lie with her again, till y'are married. 

_Wel. _ I am gone. 

_Mor. _ To every Bride I dedicate this daySix healths a piece, and it shall goe hard, But every one a Jewell: Come be mad boys. 

_El. Lo. _ Th'art in a good beginning: come who leads?Sir _Roger_, you shall have the _Van_: lead the way:Would every dogged wench had such a day. [_Exeunt. _

(A) The | Scornful | Ladie. | A Comedie. | As it was Acted (with greatapplause) by the children of Her Majesties | Revels in the Blacke |Fryers. Written by | Fra. Beaumont and Jo. Fletcher, Gent. | London | Printed forMyles Partrich, and are to be sold | at his Shop at the George neere StDunstans | Church in Fleet-streete. 1616. 

(B) The | Scorneful | Ladie. | A Comedie. | As it was now lately Acted(with | great applause) by the Kings | Majesties servants, at the | BlackeFryers. | Written by | Fra. Beaumont, and Jo. Fletcher, | Gentlemen. |London, | Printed for M. P. And are to be sold by | Thomas Jones, at theblacke Raven, in | the Strand. 1625. 

(C) The | Scornefull | Ladie. | A Comedie. | As it was now lately Acted(with great | applause) by the Kings Majesties Servants, | at theBlacke-Fryers. | Written | By Fran: Beaumont, and Jo: Fletcher, | Gentlemen. | Thethird Edition. | London. | Printed by B. A. And T. F. For T. Jones, and areto be sold at his | Shop in St. Dunstans Church-yard in Fleet-street. |1630. 

(D) The | Scornfull | Ladie. | A Comedy. | As it was now lately Acted(with great | applause) by the Kings Majesties Servants, | at theBlacke-Fryers. | Written by Francis Beaymont, and John Fletcher, Gentlemen. | Thefourth Edition. | London, | Printed by A. M. 1635. 

(E) The | Scornfull | Lady. | A Comedy. | As it was now lately Acted(with great | applause) by the Kings Majesties Servants, [at theBlacke-Fryers. | Written by Francis Beaumont, and John Fletcher. Gentlemen. |The fift Edition. | London, | Printed by M. P. For Robert Wilson, and areto be sold at | his shop in Holborne at Grayes-Inne Gate. | 1639. 

(F) The | Scornfull | Lady. | A Comedy. | As it was Acted (with greatapplause) by | the late Kings Majesties Servants, | at the Black-Fryers. | Written by Francis Beaumont, and John Fletcher. Gentlemen. | The sixtEdition, Corrected and | amended. | London: | Printed for HumphreyMoseley, and are to be sold at his Shop | at the Princes Armes in St. Pauls Church-yard. 1651. (The British Museum copy lacks the printer's device on the title-page, possessed by other copies seen; it varies also slightly in spelling etc. )

(G) The | Scornful | Lady: | A | Comedy. | As it is now Acted at the |Theater Royal, | by | His Majesties Servants. | Written by Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher Gent. | The SeventhEdition. | London: | Printed by A. Maxwell and R. Roberts, for D. N. AndT. C. And are | to be sold by Simon Neale, at the Three Pidgeons in |Bedford-street in Covent-Garden, 1677. 

p. 231, l. 5. A omits list of Persons Represented in the Play. B--E print the list on the back of the title-page, under the heading 'The Actors are these. ' In F and G the same list is printed on a separate page following the title-page. G] The Names of the Actors. L. 8. B and C] the eldest. D--G] the elder. 

p. 232, l. 1. A] a Userer. L. 4. A] Savill make the boate stay. B _prints_ '_Savil. _ Make the boat stay, ' as if the rest of the speech were spoken by Savil. C--G for '_Savil_' print '_Yo. Lo. _, ' thus giving the words to Young Loveless. L. 9. E and G] at home marry. L. 10. A--E and G] your countrey. F] your own country. A and B] then to travell for diseases, and returne following the Court in a nightcap, and die without issue. L. 15. Here and throughout the scene for 'Younglove' D--G] Abigall. L. 16. A--C] Mistres. D] Mistrisse. E--G] Mistris. L. 22. A and B] for me. L. 33. E--G _omit_] Exit. 

p. 233, l. 2. G] acted Loves. L. 3. A, B and E--G] murtherers. L. 6. A and B] that shall be. L. 12. A--G] woman. L. 25. A--G _omit_] and. L. 31. F] out there. L. 35. D--G for _Younglove_] Abigall. 

p. 234, l. 5. F] time of place. L. 16. E--G _omit_] Yes. L. 19. E--G] that can. L. 27. F] deadfull. L. 37. G] and put. L. 39. A and B] with you for laughter. 

p. 235, l. 10. A and B] and so you satisfied. L. 17. B] doeth. L. 28. A] Hipochrists. E and F] Hipocrasse. G] Hippocrass. L. 34. A and B] his yeere. L. 31. G] said she. 

p. 236, l. 9. B] doeth. D and E] with you. L. 17. G _omits one_] that. L. 19. G] I'le live. 

p. 237, l. 1. A and B] with three guards. L. 4. D] wesse. E--G] wisse. L. 10. D--G] Abigall. L. 14. E--G] happily. L. 21. A--E] may call. L. 25. A--G] as on others. A--G _omit_] that. L. 27. A--G] A my credit. L. 30. A and B] beginnings. L. 31. G] maid. L. 32. E and G] bed. L. 33. D--G] doe you not. L. 35. D--G] Abigall. 

p. 238, l. 2. A and B] rid hard. L. 25. A] other woemen the housholds of. B--G] of the households. G] of as good. L. 28. F and G] tho not so coy. D--G] Abigall. L. 36. A--G] God. 

p. 239, l. 7. G] Call'd. L. 17. A] your names. L. 32. A] the weomen. L. 33. A and B] an needlesse. E--G _omit_] a. F] her comes. G _and sometimes_ F] here comes. 

p. 240, l. 4. E--G _omit_] of. F and G] I do inculcate Divine Homilies. L. 13. G] man neglect. L. 16. A and B] I pray ye. A--G] and whilst. L. 19. B] your Lay. L. 20. C--F] ingenuous. L. 23. A] I shall beate. L. 25. A--E] forget one, who. F and G] forget then who. L. 34. A and B] how Hoppes goe. 

p. 241, l. 6. A--G] to keep. L. 14. F and G] like a Gentlemen. L. 15. F _omits_] me. L. 23. D--G] Yet, that. L. 25. A--E _omit_] of. F and G] Ile here no more, this is. L. 30. A--E and G] comes. L. 39. A] Gent. 

p. 242, l. 6. A--G _omit_] etc. L. 7. B--G] help all. L. 22. A and B] warre, that cries. L. 27. G] has knockt. L. 32. D--G _omit_] even. A--G] a conscience. L. 34. A--E _omit_] he. 

p. 243, l. 6. E--G] pound. L. 11. A and B] We will have nobody talke wisely neither. F] Will you not. L. 17. A--C] ath Coram. L. 25. F and G _omit_] that. L. 27. F and G] sir, to expound it. L. 28. 2nd Folio _misprints_] iuterpretation. L. 37. A and B _omit_] Sir. L. 40. F _omits_] keep. 

p. 244, l. 1. F and G _add after_ part] Savil. L. 6. D--G _add_] Finis Actus Primus. F and G _add_] _Omnes. _ O brave Loveless! (F=Lovelace) Exeunt omnes. L. 12. F and G _omit_] Lady. L. 13. F and G] that complaint. L. 28. F and G] it loveth. L. 34. A] premised. 

p. 245, l. 11. D--G] reprov'd him. L. 22. F and G] hath made. L. 23. A and B _misprint_] Maria. L. 25. F and G] with a. L. 27. A and B] He's fast. L. 39. F and G _omit_] Sir. 

p. 246, l. 4. A, B and G] Gentlewoman. L. 23. G _omits_] indeed. L. 26. F and G] smile hath. L. 28. A--E and G] cropping off. L. 34. E and G] meditations. L. 36. F and G] and experience the. E--G] collection. L. 39. F and G] thus to. 

p. 248, ll. 3 and 4. G] and fornication. L. 24. A and G] set. 

p. 249, l. 10. A--C, E--G] appeares. L. 11. A] drown. L. 12. G] Sir Aeneas. L. 34. A and B] Gentlewoman. 

p. 250, l. 15. A--G] a Gods name. 

p. 251, l. 11. A and B _add_] Drinke to my friend Captaine. L. 14. A, B, F and G _add at end_] Sir. L. 15. A--G] cursie. F] a tittle. L. 16. G] would strive, Sir. F] I will strive, Sir. L. 22. Second Folio _misprints_] Youn. L. 24. A] to feede more fishes. L. 30. F and G] pray you let. L. 34. A] a ful rouse. Ll. 36 and 37. D and F] I bear. L. 39. A--G] a your knees. 

p. 252, l. 12. A] finde. L. 32. F and G _for_ Capt. (character) _read_ Sav. _and add_ 'Let's in and drink and give' etc. 

p. 253, l. 5. F and G] be you your. L. 27. D--F] love chamber. G] dares. L. 34. A--C] will stoop. L. 35. A] feede ill. L. 36. A--G] which for I was his wife and gave way to. L. 39. F] in patience of. 

p. 254, l. 1. D and E] gossip too. L. 3. E and F] from whence. L. 9. F _misprints_] crown'd at. L. 21. E--G] have the money. L. 23. F and G] provided my wise. L. 26. F] Here's here. Ll. 30 and 31. F and G] for thine. L. 32. F _omits_] well. 

p. 255, l. 1. A] the faith. L. 11. D--G] mony fit for. L. 13. A--D, F and G] afore. L. 14. G _omits_] all. Ll. 18 and 19. D--G] turne up. L. 20. G] Ship. L. 22. G] poor man. L. 26. D, F and G] against the. L. 28. A--G] thy staffe of office there, thy pen and Ink-horne. Noble boy. L. 29. A] sed. Ll. 30 and 31. A--G] thy seat. L. 34. F and G] men immortal. L. 37. A] that shall. L. 40. A] What meane they Captaine. 

p. 256, l. 8. F and G] pounds. L. 9. F and G] by this hand. L. 13. F and G] There is six Angels in earnest. L. 17. A] all in. L. 25. F and G _omit_] so be it. L. 35. A and B] at charge. L. 40. A--G _add_] Finis Actus Secundi. 

p. 257, l. 2. A _omits_] and drops her glove. L. 3. A--C] tels. L. 8. A, B and D--G] Lenvoy. L. 16. F and G] No, Sir. 

p. 258, l. 10. D, E and G] come here to speak with. L. 18. F and G] I say I. L. 26. A _misprints_] ralkt. F and G] with the. L. 29. F and G] Troth guess. L. 33. F] Gentlewomen. L. 36. A and B] But one, I am. C] or Woman. 

p. 259, l. 1. A] shall not you. L. 16. A--C and E--G] no such. L. 19. A--C and E--G] tender Sir, whose gentle bloud. L. 29. A _omits_] be. L. 31. A and G] as he. L. 34. A _omits_] They draw. L. 36. F and G _omit_] Jesus. 

p. 260, l. 4. A and B _omit_] Why. L. 11. F] but none so. L. 26. A]wilde. B, C and E--G] vild. L. 31. F and G] sword. L. 33. B and G] a hazard. 

p. 261, l. 1. A and B] which is prone inough. C--G] are prone. L. 5. A] anger lost. L. 10. F and G] least share in. L. 25. D, F and G] are you. L. 33. A and B] self from such temptations. G] self from temptations. L. 34. A--D, F and G] Pray leape. G] the matter. C] whether would. L. 38. A--C, E and G] should. 

p. 262, l. 6. F and G _omit_] a. L. 11. A--C] see. L. 12. E] Of any. L. 20. F and G] his ruin. L. 27. C _omits_] him. E--G] with these. L. 37. E--G] leave them to others. L. 40. C] works a mine. 

p. 263, l. 13. A] certaine. L. 18. E--G] spoken. L. 19. F] ask you. L. 20. E--G] forward. L. 32. G] hard-hearted. L. 35. F and G] me to do. 

p. 264, l. 4. E--G] could redeem. L. 10. D, F and G] This. L. 24. A] you have so. L. 27. E and G] By this light. 

p. 265, l. 10. F] by your troth. L. 11. A] could. L. 15. C] cold meats. L. 23. F and G] we would. L. 27. F and G] that thou art here. L. 29. F and G] use thee. L. 33. A and B] offending. L. 34. F and G] Thou art nothing . .. For love's sake. 

p. 266, l. 3. G _omits_] I hope. L. 13. F and G] thy face. L. 14. A--G _omit_] for. Ll. 21 and 22. F and G] companion. L. 25. A] amable. L. 38. G _adds at end_] I hope. 

p. 267, l. 4. A, B and D--F] Don Diego, Ile. L. 11. A, C and E] saies. L. 15. E--G] you may. L. 20. E] wine here. F and G _add before_ All] Mr. Morecraft. L. 21. A--G] Sir. _Savill_?l. 31. G] and yet they. L. 33. F _omits_] pray. L. 36. A--C and E--G] God a gold. 2nd Folio _misprints_] expouud. 

p. 268, l. 3. A] not you. L. 7. A and B] is much is much. L. 18. G] in tenements of. L. 22. F and G] I shall not dare to. L. 23. A] By blithe. L. 33. A and B] of satten. L. 37. A--G] necessary. D--G] and consuming. 

p. 269, l. 10. 2nd Folio _misprints_] nor. L. 16. A--G] a' my knowledge. L. 20. F and G] the. F] Morall. L. 27. B and D--G] worst on's. L. 31. A] your complement. L. 34. F and G] paid back again. 

p. 270, l. 4. F and G] we have liv'd. Ll. 4 and 5. F and G] be the hour that. L. 14. A _misprints_] Yo. Lo. L. 15. F and G] A thirsty. L. 17. F _omits_] Sir. L. 20. A] raile. L. 24. D--G] to'th. 

p. 271, l. 1. A] hee's your. L. 4. A--G] fall. L. 19. A--G] who you left me too. L. 20. F _omits_] for. L. 23. F and G] be leaping in. L. 24. E--G] nights. L. 25. F _omits_] my. L. 27. E] thirtie. L. 34. B] you fellow. L. 37. A--G] Cresses sir to coole. L. 39. A--C] fornications. 

p. 272, l. 3. E--G] get no. L. 4. A--G _add_] Finis Actus tertii. L. 6. A--G] solus. L. 8. A] thee to? to what scurvy Fortune. L. 9. E] of Noblemen. L. 15. B and E--G] profit. 2nd Folio _misprints_] Eccle. L. 16. F] eats out youth. L. 22. 2nd Folio _misprints_] abolishth, is. L. 25. D and E] in his. L. 33. A] neglectingly. L. 34. A] broke. 

p. 273, l. 9. F and G] abused like me. A--F] Dalida. L. 11. F and G] you may dilate. L. 27. F and G] could not expound. L. 28. A] and then at prayers once (out of the stinking stir you put mein). L. 29. A] mine owne royall [F and G _also add_ royal] issue. L. 34. D and E] for you. L. 35 B] and thus. L. 36. A, F and G] contrition, as a Father saith. L. 39. A--G] Comfets. L. 40. A, F and G] then a long chapter with a pedigree. 

p. 274, l. 3. A] lovely. L. 4. F and G] when due time. L. 8. F and G] but have. L. 14. A--E] cunny. L. 17. A _omits_] in. F and G] the hanging. L. 19. A, F and G] more with the great Booke of Martyrs. L. 23. F and G _add after_ beloved] Abigail. L. 31. E--G] chop up. 

p. 275, l. 3. A and B] wise Sir. L. 7. A, B, F and G] make. L. 14. F and G] thank Heaven. L. 19. E--G _omit_] Lord. L. 22. A and B] some sow. L. 23. F and G] brought forth. L. 26. F and G] will not. L. 29. E] a cleere. E--G] would take. L. 39. A] and yet would. 

p. 276, l. 3. A--F] errant. L. 5. A--F] pray be. L. 9. A] the gods (B=God) knowes. C] God the knowes. F and G] Heavenknows. L. 15. 2nd Folio _misprints_] Lo. L. 18. A _omits_] so. L. 19. A--C _omit_] for. L. 38. E--G] that has. 

p. 277, l. 1. A and B] turne in to. L. 4. A _omits_] pray. L. 13. G] have you. L. 14. G] light, as spirited. L. 21. G] sheeps. L. 22. G] with two. L. 23. F and G _add at end_] I can. L. 33. F and G] your use of. L. 37. A, B, D, F and G] now then. 

p. 278, l. 7. A--G] Rosasolis. L. 16. G] in presuming thus. L. 19. E--G] to any end. L. 23. D, E and G] heap affliction. B--D, F and G] on me. L. 28. F and G _add_] ha. L. 33. F and G _for_ a _read_] ha'. L. 37. E--G _omit_] Sir. 

p. 279, l. 1. G] no so. L. 2. A] know. L. 6. F _omits_] that. Ll. 6--8. D and E _omit_] at you . .. Not laugh _and runs on the remainder of_ Lady's _speech as part of_ Mar. 's. F and G _omit_] Sir . .. Not laugh. L. 7. A--C _omit one_] 'ha. 'l. 15. A and B] for it then. L. 20. E--G] And you may. L. 28. G] crack. L. 36. A--C] fit ath. L. 38. B] will you cure. 

p. 280, l. 5. A and C] Let him alone, 'is crackt. L. 6. D--G] he's a beastly. A and B] to loose. L. 7. A--G] is a. Ll. 9 and 10. G] foh (soh F) she stinks. Ll. 19 and 20. F and G] ye have . .. Hate ye. L. 23. A and B] in intercession. D--G] make intercession. L. 25. A] not all. L. 26. F and G] and will. L. 32. A and B] safer dote. L. 33. F] disease. 

p. 281, l. 8. A--C] I hope 'is not. L. 16. A] There is. L. 28. A] Carrire. D--G] carriage. L. 29. A--C, F and G] now I. L. 30. A--G] a horse back. L. 31. A--C and E--G] to looke to. 

p. 282, l. 3. A--C] 'is fleet. L. 10. 2nd Folio _misprints_] sweed. L. 11. F] not your. A--E] Reasens. F and G] your rotten Reasons. L. 13. F and G] civil and feed. L. 16. A--G] pounds. L. 18. A, F and G] defend. 

p. 283, l. 2. F and G] Ordinaries do eat. L. 3. F and G] to a play. L. 6. E] Bootmaker. F and G] to a bear-baiting. L. 13. A, C--G] aire. L. 15. A] as little. L. 18. E] if they may. Ll. 22 and 23. F and G] ask me. L. 23. A and B] a modesty. L. 24. A--F] Wardrope. L. 28. E--G] to dogs. L. 36 E] cheate. A--G] _add_] Finis Actus Quarti. 

p. 284, l. 27. F and G] the Gentleman. L. 31. A and B] house Sir. 

p. 285, l. 5. B] for your. L. 10. A--D] be lest. E--G] be left. L. 15. E] never-worme. L. 25. F and G] the elder hath. L. 31. 2nd Folio _misprints_] Gentlewomau. 

p. 286, l. 7. G] goodly. L. 8. A and D] beliefe. L. 10. E--G] you cas'd. L. 29. A--G] in thy. L. 30. G _omits_] I. L. 31. F] years. 

p. 287, l. 1. F and G] vilely. L. 3. A and D--G] shall want uryne to finde the cause by: and she. B and C] shall want uryne finde the cause be. L. 14. A and B] I stoppe. 

p. 288, l. 7. E _omits_] did. F and G] he does. L. 25. A and B _omit_] be. L. 34. F and G] till death. 

p. 289, l. 1. 2nd Folio _misprints_] berroth'd. E and G _add at beginning_] Ah. L. 5. A and B] mind is. L. 6. G] womens. L. 22. F] not any. L. 26. F and G _omit_] Godlike. L. 27. A and B] passions. L. 28. F and G] is her law. L. 39. D--G] and colour. 

p. 290, l. 7. 2nd Folio _misprints_] yon. L. 7. F and G] you, though unknown. L. 18. F and G] Heaven to comfort. L. 34. A and B] Milde still as. L. 37. B] ends. L. 40. F and G] never find. 

p. 291, l. 7. A and B] I will. L. 12. G] spoken. L. 25. A--F] judicially. L. 27. G] off her. A--C] sound. G] her Love. F] lovers. L. 33. A, B and E--G] a bed. L. 37. D] at a third. F and G _add after_ Balls] admirably. 

p. 292, l. 2. A, F and G] forgot. Ll. 4 and 5. F and G _omit_] I'll not . .. You joy. L. 9. G] there was. L. 10. A, B, F and G] meant. G _omits_] you. L. 19. G] rather then. L. 20. A, B and D--F] forsooke. L. 34. A, E and G] I had rather. 

p. 293, l. 4. D--G _add after_ so] a most ungodly thing. Ll. 5 and 6. D--G _omit_] Since a . .. Ungodly thing. L. 30. D and F _omit_] and Young. L. 32. A and B] all uncivill, all such beasts as these. C] are uncivill, all such beasts. D and E] wee are uncivill, as such beasts as these. F and G] all uncivil. Would, etc. 

p. 294, l. 7. G] are you. L. 11. A--C] learning new sir. E--G _omit_] Sir. L. 14. A] rouge. L. 16. A] capassions. L. 17. 2nd Folio _misprints_] Goaler. L. 25. F and G] indeed I do. 

p. 295, l. 8. 2nd Folio _misprints_] A I. L. 27. F and G] Heaven quite. 1. 31. F and G] thou help. L. 34. F and G _omit_] the Cleve. L. 36. F] all this. 

p. 296, l. 30. F, _some copies_] hankt it. L. 34. G] O Heaven. 

p. 297, l. 1. F and G] with this. L. 12. F and G] who I. L. 17. B, F and G] hold out. L. 22. A] witnes to. Ll. 26 and 27. F and G] this Welford from. 

p. 298, l. 5. 2nd Folio _misprints_] turn. L. 8. A, B, D, F and G] tyr'd. L. 12. A] sore Ladies. D--G _omit_] four. L. 19. F and G] I think I. L. 23. A] I see by her. L. 38. A and E] make. 

p. 299, l. 2. E--G] he is. L. 10. A and B] A will. C] I will. L. 13. F and G] make you well. L. 15. G] unconverted. L. 20. F and G] tell you. L. 26. B] yon. L. 34. F and G] Who's. 

p. 300, l. 8. F and G] must wear. L. 9. G _omits_] Of. L. 19. A and B] pound. L. 22. E and F _omit_] a. L. 29. G] you wall graze. L. 30. F and G] once again. L. 33. F and G] your Worship. L. 38. G] Why now. 

p. 301, l. 3. F and G] As fast as. L. 11. C] helps. L. 17. A and B _omit_] the. L. 24. F and G] and lead. L. 25. A--G _add_] Finis. 

[During the passing of these sheets through the press, a copy of thequarto named G (1677, 'The Seventh Edition') has been found in England bythe writer of this note. Its existence has been ignored by every previouseditor of Beaumont and Fletcher, and, apparently, by Englishbibliographers, the folio of 1679 being presumed to be 'Ed. 7. ' Theknowledge that a copy existed in America led to a fruitless search for itin English libraries, until accident, a few months ago, brought one tolight in time to enable a collation of its text to be included in theabove notes. It will be seen that many of the readings are of considerableinterest. 

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