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The Spanish Rogue [a comedy, in five acts and in verse]

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28 Which now lyes funck in th" Ocean of despair 3 Sunck! for ever funck! Alon. Time may repair Thy heavy loss, and raise thy drooping fate. Fen. Never ! Alon. This passion's too effeminate 3 A helpless Woman can, like thee, depaint Impatient sorrow in a weak complaint 3 Rayl on Sinister stars, and execrate The dire effects of her misguided fate. Such passive Soules teach fate to tyrannize. Fen. What is't your active spirit would advise ? Alon. Despise thy mistriss, and thy Rival kill 3 This way to doat will beexcuseable. Do but the difference of passions prove, You'l find revenge is sweeter far then Love. Thy more successful Rival must be slain - — — , Fen. I have no Rival, but her just disdain. Alon. If it be just, you ought not to complain. Fen. Were it not so my case were not so sad, Then hope might live 3 and pity might be had. Alon. If not to thee, where will she give her heart ? The sun ne'r saw a man of more desert. Fen. Should thrifty nature spend her precious store T'enrichone Heroe, 'till'hersel'f grow poor 3 She has not worth enough to buy the prise Of one rich smile.,from her resistless Eyes. Alon. A gallant Woman! were these fancies true: But as (he's fair, sofhe is Cruel too. Fen. There I'm lost Alon. Yes, to any thing of man, Or reason thou art lost 3 recal again That royal Exile 3 where wild passions sway, The Empire of the Soul will soon decay. So Ships without a knowing Guide are tofs'd, By ev'ry Gust in danger to be lost. Distraction in thy fancy needs must raign, Since it is form'd by a distracted Brain. Reason

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29 Reason would tell thee. Nature did design The female sex slaves to the Masculine 3 Till we are pleas'd to take them into grace, And bring the rib back to its proper place. Fen. But love, the King of passions, wont allow, His subjects should to reasons Scepter bow. Alon. Unreasonable love is Lust 3 a beast May with a brutish passion be poflest. Fen. You say you never lov'd, then how can you Define a passion which you never knew ? Alon. I love good horses, sport on sprightly Wine 3 This reason does allow, there's none for thine. If thou lov'st Beauty, view the forward spring : Seek it in Books if Virtue be the thing. Canst thou with ladders scale the starry grove, And mount the aery battlements of J ove> That, and much more thou sooner may'st fulfil, Then court a froward Woman from her Will. She makes thy sighs and miseries her (port, Thou, like a fawning Span'el lov'st her for 't. How vain, how foolish ? how ridiculous ? Poor and contemptible this passion shows ? All for a Woman too 3 a false delight, First frarn'd by Natures drowzy oversight : Begot by giddy drunkards, whose sick braines And reeling thoughts, their riper Age explaines. A painted nothing, gaudy butterfly 3 Black at the heart, though pleasing to the Eye. This is thy Goddess, Mistrils of thy Fate, Henceforth we will persue them with a hate As great as was thy Love, and thou and I Will from their charmes, as from diseases fly. Summon thy exil'd reason to her throne. Fen. Your witty malice you in vain have shown a Your counsel isa senseless dream to me, Love knows no reason,no Philosophy. Alon. Your mine faces you, yet you run on Likeloseing Gamsters,ev'nwhen hope ia gon. True

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30 True friends no close distinction make, one fate In joy and grief they both participate. But I am troublesome, unwelcome grown, You will be happy when you are alone Fen. Stay ! stay Alonzo. pr'ythee pardon me 5 To pettish age, or young simplicity We more allow Loves dotage I confess. But have not power yet to makeit less. [Going out. Enter Leonella with a Letter. Leon. Omy goodness! what a sweet man is here? A lovely tempting ssiape ! — — [ she .gives tbe Letter ta Fenise. Fen. Is it from her ? Thou bringst a blessing in each Character. Alon. What's the decree ? does (he propose a peace ? Thy looks are lad,pry 'thee explain the case. Fen. Read there . Alonzo reads the Letter. Alon. The first part of my promise being past, Tou mull assitf me to perform the laU. When I did yield to go , you did agree , This day orepatt I should be ever free. That done , which Gratitude oblig'd me io6 tU to my self be jutf , as well's to you. Tou muU forget me, never fee me more : 'Tis fit you kfiep, what you so freely swore. Alcinda. Alon. Before we number many flying houres, ' This blustring March (hall melt in April stiowres. Hear me — — [Fenise WAlonzorcZ>7/jprT. Leon. Oh that I were a Lady for his fake ! . A man made up in wax:~-t-— Alon. How Sir not take > Then

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31 Then I doat too 3 come, worse it cannot be ; Laugh heartily, ahd leave the rest to me. Fen. O I cannot 1 Alon. What will you still be mad? You cannot win her by your looking sad. Fen. Well, I submit, but if your project fail Alon. Assure thyself that nothingcan prevail. Fen. Never seememore! : — ha ha he ! How imperiously these Ladies write ? Must forget me ! — ha ha he ! Alon. Bravely done, by th is light. Yet leaves thy choice as free as heretofore, Tis fit you keep what you so freely swore. Fen. Go tell the Toy you came from, I'm above The power of her malice or her love. Leon. Alack alack good Gentleman ! these fits Of Love, have put him quite beside his wits. He is become insensible os's pain . Fen. ONo! my sense 19 just return'd again — Thy Lady Circe's charming (pells are broke, And now I'm free'd from her inchanting Yoke. As one, that's by an Ignis fatuus led To some aspiring Rock, whose craggy head, Hangs drooping ore the deep unmeasur'd Main, Flyes with amazed horrour back again 3 SoI,misled by those false lights her Eyes, Was like to fall loves foolish Sacrifice 3 But now my Soul seejs clear, I'll doat no more, But fly those dangers I purso'd before. Leon. If I return this meflage Sir ! I'll add That when you (poke it, you were raving mad. Fen. Woman ! I'm calm and serious, fay from me That light and darkness sooner may agree, Than we two meet — Oh what do I intend ! Iftallundomy self to please my friend. Alon. No flinching now, I'll warrant thee (he's thine. Read her Note agen. Fe». This is very fine! [ Reads. Pray

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32 Pray Let^noomore enticeing Notes be brought, Tis loss of time to-read her idle thought. Yet, this I will preserve, as slaves made free Keep that which justifies their ltbertie. Oh Alonzo ! Alon. No more, 'tis bravely done. March off I'll finish what's so well begun Go tell your foolish Lady how you sped, Her snare is broken, and the Bird is fled : [ Exit Feuise. [ Exit Leonella. Enter Don Fenise. Fen One scorching glance, If from her eyes it came, Would (et a frozen Scythian in a flame. Alon. How's this? relaps'd agen ! can you be free, Yet hug those Chains that cause your miscrie ? Fare like a poor Idolater,betray'd To serve that Idol which your self have made. Think all are beauitfuL and 'twill appear, You love your own fond fancy more then her. You may as soon forget her if you please Fen. Fancy can be no cure for Loves disease : We cannot os our selves,or love, or hate, Love shoots his golden Arrowsfure as fate, ' ~ Why do I talk J I may as soon declare To one born blind, what light and colours are. Alon. If y'are so fix'd, you will not be remov'd, Leave nought untry'd to make your self belov'd. And, as you hope your wishes think on this, Don't cringe and Idolize her for a kiss, Buti-avish't from her lips, for toentreat Makes her aversion seemingly more greats A careless confidence makes Women yeild. Thus you'l win honour, though you lose the field. * Fen. Her constant virtue, scats her heart above ihe mad attempts you use in looser love. Nor must we try those idle wayes, to' gain A Sovereigns finises, that do ore others raign. Alon. A so-

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33 Alon. A Sovereign ! why you disown'd her povvV, In sending back her dearEmbassadour With so much scorn, as ssiew'd less love then hate. Princes with slaves will ne'r capitulate. Think you to win her now ? be not so vain — You vow'd a passion, and forfwor't again 3 If, all your love and Courtship would not do, Now y'are a Rebel 'tis in vain to wooe. ) Fen. Treacherous man ! was this thy policy ? Think'st thou to gro w, where th'ast supplanted me. So bravely to betray me — ye just pow'rs / 'Tis not my own revenge I act but yours, Direct my trembling Arme, teach it an art To search the secret passages os's heart Didjtroops of Devils guard thy perjur'd brest, C As sore they do ) for wert thou not possels't With hell issi hopes, thou couldst not be so base _) Thus would I ruin their abiding place. Defend thy self — — Alon. Dear Fenise ! hear me, if my blood may give Ease to thy passion, I'll not wissi to live : Strike boldly here, and kill thy truest friend. Fen. Think'st thou, this poor evasion shall defend Thy life ? Thas rais'd my rage to such a height, That now I'll kill thee though thou wilt not fight. Tray tor to friendships and to honours Jaw ! Coward! Alonzo 's a Coward! now draw Alon. Your strange distemper does my pity raise, But not my anger — Fen. Ha ! what is'the fays? His pity ! Heav'ns his pity ! that word Wounds me more sensibly then can thy sword. Draw ! or I'll murther thee, by Heav 'n I will ! Though Angells guard thy life — ■*-** , Alon. He's madder still Hold Sir! I will fight Fen. Then thou art Generous, and I'll destroy Thy tainted life with so much gallantry , Twill be less happiness to live then dye, F

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34 Alon. First hear my Reason, though your own you slight Nay hear me speak, or else I will not fight. Fen. Say on Alon. The Crime you charge me with is Love, But 'tis the strangest Love that man can own, To doat upon a Beauty yet unknown : An object, which ne'r entertain'd my Eyes, Nor fimcy yet, Osenslefs jealousies! Time is not, two houres older grown since fame First reach'd my Eares with your Alcindas name. Have you such'pow'rful Rhet'rick, to enforce So strange a passion with your mad discourse i\t She never had a thought, nor wissifromme, But what I paid as one concerned for thee. Believe thy friend, recal thy wandring sense, Own thy mistake, and see my Innocence. Fen. Ye drouzy stars! how long w ill yee permit, That I such gross* absurdities commit? Thou cruel Woman, and -more cruel Fate, Am I the mark of Loves, and Fortunes hate ? Forgive me Sir ! and if y'are yet my friend, Helpe me to give my Love and care an end. Peirce this rebellious heart, one little thrust Will pay d eaths tribute •-. then my peaceful dust Wrapp'd in the cold imbraces of the grave,' Where itcan nothing with, will allthings have. Turn not away ■— will you be cruel too ? Why should I beg what I my self can do [ °jTers t0 fall oh his Sword. Alon. Strange madness ! - — Heavens ! what do you intend ■ . _ _ , _ [Alonzo hinders him. Fen. To spight my fortune, are not you my friend ? Alon. I'll scale it with my dearest blood. Fen. Then why Will you oppose my latest remedy ? _Alon. How can death be the end of miserie. When 'tis the greatest pain of all to dye ? Fen. O

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35 Fen. O death is ssiort, and after there's no pain \ Alon. But when we dye we hope to live again, You rob the gods of their prerogative, If you should dye when they would have you live. By acts so desperate, and so in just, You will renew your sorrows in the dust. Be yet yourself, bravely resolve to slight The worst effects of Loves, and Fortunes fpight. He rules his stars, though never so unkind, That bears misfortunes with an equal mind. Fen. Ye pow'rs above ! pity my (ad Estate : And guide me th' rough this Labyrinth of Fate. [Exeunt Don Fenise a nd Alonzo. Scene 3. Enter Larasco, with three Neighbours. Lar. No quarrels Gentlemen ! that's my decree, For I'm a Tyrant if you anger me : A Lyon incarnate ; for the least word, I must have satisfaction with the (word. This Bilboe, simple as it hangs, has sped ■ Whole dozens in a morning at Madrid. Heark ye ! this bold French boy that madeluch work In Flanders, and the huge Venetian Turk. Both pay a pension to this dreadful Sword You know more then the King does 3 not a Word 1. Neigh. O wonderful how strongly is he made? 2. Neigh. Well we are blest to meet this noble blade. Lar. The King knployes so many flatt 'ring Spies, I could not rest but for this base disguise. You are all true All. 3. I! I! I! Lar. Nay were you base, Not one of you should live to leave this place. Would you be Souldiers ? men of great command ?■ Shew but aline from this victorious hand - F 2 Though

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36 Though I'msofeirce3 sometimes I'm pleasant too-, And fool with mortals, as I dance with you. The Dance Lar. Hold ! hold ! this boxing may my courage raise, Which only blood and gapeing wounds alaies. When the dog Turkyvas at Lepanto beat, Who was it think ye gave him that defeat ? The wings were lost, the plain with dead was fill'd, The Cannon taken and the body reeld, But never was there so much horrour seen, As when my single troop of horse fell in. Th'rough Guns, Swords, fire and blood I led the way,, Ralli'dthe flying troops and won the day. The Turkes like fearful sheep we overcame. You could not hear the Cannons for my name> Larafio ! Larasco Witt or ia! All. Larasco ! Vi&oria ! Larasco !. Enter Fenise and Alonzo. Fen. Sirrah! what (aucy noise is this I hear ? [ Neighbors run offl Lar. Only a little harmelefs musick Sir Fen. Haste, haste. Larasco ! and prepare my horse 3 To your advice I now will have recourse. Woman farewel ! Glory and Fame I'll court 5 Alonzo ! see her not, the time's too ssiort : My passion may revive by longer stay^ Alon. Bravely resolv'd ■■ ■ ■ ■ When you are ready, I'll soon lead the way This murth'ring beauty I must needs survey What's your bus'ness here ? [ Exit Fenise. Enter Sanchez. San. Hearing that you wanted a man Icame3 To

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37 To tender my service to you Alon. Where hast thou liv'd ? San. I serv'd a wealthy man in India last : Signior Don Pedro . Alon. De Valiza was't ? San. The lame 3 I serv'd him 'till his latest breath. Alon. -Why, he was ssiiprack'd 3 how did'st thou 'scape death ? San. No Sir he did at Sea pay Natures debt . So good a master, I (hall ne'r forget. Alon. Canst tell what Port the Vessel made, and where Those little Ladies are, which he had there. .San. The (hip arriv'd in Spain, I know no more 3 I was next day found dead upon the shore :. My sense so long was lost, I ne'r did know How I came there, or who had us'd me so. Alon. I'll take thee for that Masters fake, go in '. . [ Exit Sanchez, This news will much upon Don Fenise win, Don Pedra de Valiza was my Father 5 One of the Ladies was sister to Don Fenise, The other was my sister. Nine years they have been missing, and 'till now We never heard where they were lost, or how Grant they may yet sorvive, ye powr's divine ! Then Fenise is oblig'd by vows to mine, And I'm as strictly ty'd to marry his.- Wliich will confirm his thoughts of quitting this. I will not see her, but wee'l strait to horse : And yet I must, compel'd by hidden force **— ■ What ssiould this mean Devil ! to let thee see, None of thy female fprights have pow'r o're me. I will go see her 3 Woman do thy worst ! Who courts, orfearesthee, equally is curst. The End of theThird A&. ACT IV.

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38 ACT IV. Scene i. Enter Don Fenise and Don Alonzo. Fen. How ! our sisters, and on the coast of Spain ! Each hour's an age 'till you return again. If fair Laurina lives, once more 1 vow, On none but her I will my heart bestow. Alon. May all the curses of the Trojan Queen, Upon my head be doubl'd ore agen. If any beauty living has a part But my Calista, in Alonzo s heart. Fen. Wee'l search where careful mortals never trod. Where birds or sollen beasts make no aboad — Alon. No melancholy grove, — no hollow tree Fen. No Creek i'th' briney region of the Sea — Though deep as hell, secret as lustful night, Alon. Or traytors thoughts — ■ Fen. Shall 'scape our peirceing sight. Alon. I'll find Calista Fen. And Laurina I Alon. Wee'll in a bed or grave together lie. [ Exeunt Fenise aud Alonzo. Scene -2. Enter Don Manuel and Alcinda, in Don Manuel's Bouse. Man. Your Genius fair Alcinda] takes a flight, Above the common reach of Womens sight. You are discreet, and can instruct me best, How to resolve a doubt which breaks my rest. Ale. Good Sir spare my blushes : What is my crime ? Man. Layby such thoughts, for I would lose no time — — Pray hear me ! Suppose

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39 Suppose a harmless child were left alone, Wandring and lost upon some pathless down. Forsaken by her Parents, and expos'd To fortunes mercy 3 this is butsuppos'd — Ale. No parents could possess such flinty minds. Man. Agentlemanthislittlewand'rerfinds, Dejected, weary, hopeless, starv'd, and weak, Where none could see her weep, or hear her /peak. Ale. O Heavens! would he not relieve the child? Man. Necessity already made her wild : He kindly takes her up, and brings her home. Ale A noble pious man, Ages to come Will bless his Charity Man. Pray hear the rest ! She with his daughter shares his equal brest ; Their cloathes alike, alike their breeding is, Onely his thoughts distinguisti'd that from this. Suppose my self the man, and you were (he, Imagine it 5 how v/ould you answer me ? Ale. As Heaven Sir / and justice do command,. My heart would not permit you to demand, But I should freely offer what you gave 3 To buy your liberty, become a slave. Man. Then know, that you are she: that child whom I Found so, cast off to want, and miscrie : 'Twas I preserv'd you 3 what has since befel. How I have lov'd you, your own self can tell. Ale. You tell me wonders Sir ! why did you name Your self my guardian ? . Mm, Thy spotless fame Had else been blasted, with the busie air Of envious tongues, which nothing can repair. Besides, Rosella justly might repine, To see her welfare pris'd no more then thine. Ale. Good Sir! informe me who my Parents were, Whose hopeless state fore'd them to leave' me there* With bended knees, low as the humble earth, I'd pay that duty which I owe my birth.. Man, Some

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40 Man. Some Oracle must answer your request, But if that tenderness I have express, Deserve your grateful thoughts, if ought be due, Restore me back that life I then gave you. Ale. Explain your secret language Sir ! from me You may command my life, and liberty ! With careful duty I'll your care repay, My narrow fate permits no other way. Man. In short, Love has so far posses't my mind, I cannot live unless you will be kind. Ale. Heavens ! what do I hear? excess of care Desturbsyour sense, you are not well I fear. Man. Nourish no more this idle misbeliefs Let your reply be positive, and brief 3 I love you, to enjoy you, come be wise. My closet's private from the Worlds eyes 3 None dares disturb our joyes, and what's unknown. Untold by babling fame, is still undone. Ale O Sir! can you find out a privacy. Shut from the sight of Heavens peircing eye? That will behold us, and though justice stayes, Twill grow the more severe by those delay es. Divine revenge will seize you, in a time Wheny'are pursuing this unhappy crime 3 Nor can it be unknown, the dazlingson < Will write upon my sorehead what is done. Thus low I beg your pity — O forbear ! Your guilt will like a gnawing Vultur, tear Your fright'ned Conscience 3 and the action past, The beastly pleasure dies : the guilt will last. Man. Fairly accept my love and my estate, Or I'll enjoy you at a cheaper rate. I'll force your stubborn wilfulnels, and then Return you to your vagrant life ag'en. Ale. Turn me a begingSir! and I'll proclame You for a Saint, I'll canonzie your name. You cannot force me though I am your slave, Death will preserve me and my honour save. lust

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41 Just Heaven ! hear my vow, if you proceed, May I be curs'd, if I survive the dead. Man. I'll take no more, so cruel nd so young ! Force shall supply the weakness of my tongue. [Alcinda runs out at one dore, W Mingo Ale. Help! help! help! enters hastily at another, difguis'd. Man. Cross luck ! (peak what art thou ? Min. It is the (ame 3 dear mischief help me now ! Man. Whether would'st go ? what do'st seek ? what do'st fear ? Min. Most noble Sir ! afford your curteous ear, The chance of War, guided by fates decree, Mademea slave to Turkissi tyranie. I serv'd a 'prentissiip in chayns, • became An Eunuch to assist their beastly flames : Kind Heav'n at last appeas'd,did freedom grant, But in my flight I was sorpris'd by want. Some envious females having known my case, And all my losses, had me strait in Chase. • I took this Sanctuary, and from you Entreat protection from this rageing crew. By all you value most, by all that's dear 5 And by your Innocence preserve me here. On your sweet mercies Altar I lay hold. No disrespect but danger makes me bold. Man. But art thou a very Eunuch indeed ? Min. As I tell true, so may you help my need. Man. I'll entertain thee, if thou wilt be mine, Thy bus'ness shall be easie. Min. Iresigne, My life t'ee, and if I've done ill in ought, My diligence (hall expiate my fault. I have him fast 3 He's full of thoughts, plot on Projecting Scot ! thou fool ! thou cheating Don I [ Aside. Blest saints reward you, you have fav'd my life. Man. This Eunuchs help will soon conclude the strife, I'll in and teach him how to play his part, Her body's mine, although I lose her heart. Follow me in [ Exeunt Manuel and Mingo. G Scene:

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42 Scene 3. Enter Rosella, Alcinda, Leonella, ' Rosel. A ravisherl O strange and horrid Crime! Ale. 'Tis a fad truth, if at that very time, Heav'n had not sent that unexpected aid 3 His Lust most fiercely rag'd, when most I pray'd. Oh that Don Fenise would agenbekind! Leon. Madam ! ne'r hope that he will change his mind 3. You easily may guess at his intent, By this fine song his worthy friend has sent. Rosel. Sing it Leonella — ■ — Leonella sings this Song. Down with this Love that has made such a pother, This Jack^ with a Lanthorn that leads us a round, 'Till with dull Morri'ge we Cheat one another, For joyes that do vanish, as soon as th' are found. Repent ye proud Nymphs ! for your Tricks pall not pass, We'll change no more Gold, and good Stones for your Glass. While so severely you rail at the pleasure, And kill the poor Lover that's at your command? Like Doctors, you turn your heads from the Treasure-, ButQh how you grasp what is put in your hand. Repent, ckc. When the start minute we figh'd for is over, 'ihe Nymph is more kfnd, and more brisks than be fort 3 But how dejetted and dull is her Lover, To find all his Pajjjon can purchase no more? Repent ye proud Nymphs ! far your Tricks st'dl not pass, We'll change no more Gold, and good Stones for your Glass . Rosel. Let

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43 Rosel. Let not her rash despair invade thy heart Continue kind, and let me play my part. Leon. Madam ! here's a messenger from Don Fenise. Rosel. My life on't he repents 3 withdraw a while, When you return roy news shall m ake ye smile. [ Exit Alcinda, I'll punissi him 3 go fetch my Vizard mask, And tell him I'm Alcinda if he ask. Now bring him in 5 Enter Alonzo. Reason protect my heart ! A sweeter shape was never feign'd by art. Alin. Must I discourse with masks ? with lableshrouds? I dare peruse your beauty free from clouds. Could you outshine the morning, could yourrayes Ohseure the glorious fun in clearest day es 3 Could your insinuating flames, inspire A Stoicks flinty heart with loves softfire: To me your boasted Excellence is dim , Those foolissi toyes have pow'r on none but him, Fenise, that lov'd you once, mark me Lady! That lov'd you once, and such a Beauty made ye 3 But he's converted, and he vows, no more Your well mix'd paint and patches to adore. Ros. Pray hear me Sir ! Alon. Madam! lam not come To feign (ad stor ies of your servants death 3 Your charming name fil'd up his latest breath, Hedy'dfor love of you, — and when your tears Witness repentance, Ease you of your fears. No! I resolv'd some minutes to bestow, To slight those charmes that had bewitch'd him so. [Exit Alonzo. Ros. As you are truly Noble hear me speak 3 Should he be cruel, sure my heart must break. Is he gone ? quickly call him back, run, fly — Leon. 'Slife what ailes you Madam? Ros. Make no reply -dT Y] ' G 2 Per.

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44 Perswade him back, or never see my face 5 Ha! what have I done? info short a space To lose my heart ? This for Alcinda I did undertake, Now (he may do it for Rosellas fake. A gallant man ! Enter Alonzo. Alon. What does your message mean ? Rosel. Reallity, let Fenise loveag'en, [She takes off her A/cjnda shall be his . I give my hand, masSj., A sign the contract shall most firmly stand. Use all the interest that you can make To stay him, for the sad Alcindas sake. Alon. Ha ! what do I see Angel! or Saint ! or whatsoe'r you be 1 That take frail Womans shape, low on the ground, I beg that pardon you from Heaven found. Leon. The gentleman's smitt'ru, he's caught i'faith i I How he survey es each beauty that (he hath ? 'Tis German clockwork sure, how its eyes roul ? Look ye the mouth on't moves 5 alas pretty Soul ! A very rare motion Hong to see some tricks, his peirceing eye Declares him Skilful in Astrologie . Can you cast nativities Sir ? Alon. Begone ! Let me and my nativity alone O happy friend ! Rosel. Near night he'l find her at the Cypress grove 3 He will not fail if he pretend to love. Good thoughts attend you Alon. Though you design1 Your self for him, your picture may be mine — Think me not rude, by your fair self I vow, I ne'r beg'd favour from your Sex 'till now. The

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:" c*y The Indies shall not buy it from my eyes — ~ Ros. Though whaty ou ask my modesty denies, Nay though I've made a vow never to part From this, but to the man that has my heart — ■ Yet y'have prevail'd 3 take it, and all content. Alon. As I would take aguift from Heaven sent. Ros Oh my heart! farewel Sir! pray don't forget, Fie, fie, Rosella ! this once he's there yet [ Exeunt Alonzo and Rosclla at several dores, Enter presently Alonzo and Mingo. Alon. Mingo ! why this disguise ? what mak'st thou here ? Min. I strive to live — y,are angry still I fear. Pray pardon me 3 you al wayes found me just. In your affairs, though led aside by lust. Alon. Pry'thee no more, lest Protestations raise Sufpition of thy faith, without a cause. Min. Now -Sir J I am from all my faults reclaim'd. And blussi with anger when I hear them nam'd. Pray let me serve you here Sir ! my great care Shall testifie, what my intentions are. Alon.lW think upon't3there's earnest of my love, [gives himmony. Min. May you receive this bounty from above, [Exit Alonzo. In ten thousand Curses j and when Heavens store Exausted is, I'll coyn as many more. This was a happy disguise I've-gaia'-d so much upon Don Manuel's wife, She has discover 'd to me all his life. He's mine, to gain Alcinda by my Ayd 3 And my pretended Love has gain'd the maid. From her I'll lrarnwhat brought Alonzo on, And then I'll do your work, my angry Don I Here (he comes — : Enter Leonella. Enter Don Manuel observing them. O my dear Rogue ! what dangers have I trod ? How many weary steps? how often rode Ore

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46 Ore hill and dale ? through fire and frost. Through frights and foes ? what Wives ? what fortunes lost ? Leon. Time has not chang'd thee, thou art Mingo still. - Mingo. Thy (lave my Sultanefs ! both heart and will : O let me ever hold thee thus Man. Here's (port ! — An Eunuch ? a Stalion ! I'll fpoyl your Court. D'ee hear Sirrah ! Villain ! Æogue ! what are you > [ Exit Leonella. Min. Thy evil Angel, Gorzell ! nay tis true: Gorzell I fay ! hast thou forgot thy name ? Thy Cheats, thy Murthers too, I can proclame, Man. Mercy, sweet Devil mercy ! pity me ! Min. Rise mortal, and give ear to my decree 3 One beauty shall be mine, the other thine. And equally we'll share the pilfer'd coyn3 Dispatch thy answer quick 3 consent, and live — — r Man. Y'are merciful, take all that lean give. Min. Then I'm thy friend, and Mingo. [ Discovers himself. Man. Catch'd agen ? •Sdeath how didst thou discover, me or when ? Min. O never question that, let it suffice, I know you now, and all your Subtleties. Hold to your bargain, we'll go hand in hand,- And raise soch plots Fate (hall not countermand*. That wench will tell me news if you retire ■ Man. Th'artmy good Angel, take thy own desire. Min. You must not see it, though I seem too kind To your Teresa — Man. No! no ! use thy mind [ Exit Manuel. Min. Yes, and thy soft pate, long prosperity Has lull'd the rascal in security. Here comes his fellow trader Enter Teresa. Ter. Dear Eunuch ! this has been a tedious day. Mtn. How eagerly this Creature longs for. prey ? Time's

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47 Time's lazy grown, 'tis yet an hour to night. Ter. That hour's eternity — let's lose our sight, And make it ever night — Min, O hold ! you prophesie your death I fear. Ter. Death ! prythee let's go in — and meet it there. Min. Know then in short, I'm hir'd to murther you 3 here's earnest for't : ... [Shews the money Alonzo gave him, I our husband loves Alcinda • . Ter. O base slave! Villain ! I'll to him strait 3 I'll tear the knave - Mm. Stay! you'l undo us both 3 but if you will You may preserve us both, and Manuel kill. Dispatch him roundly, if you love me then I'll marry you ■ Ter. I'll doe't ! thou best of men ! r £xjt Teresa peeps in and Enters. Min. Nay ssie's gone 3 My best faint ! my wise Medea ! what (pell Wilt thou invent, old Manuel's rage to quell ? Leon. A powerful charm which he can ne'r withstand. Min. Teresa doats, doats on me, by this hand ! She's so jealous of thee too, we (hall ne'r Enjoy in quiet while we tarry here. Leon. Come, come, there's Villany on foot 3 my ear Gave me intellgence, though none appear. They look like faints; for all their pious show, There may beMurthers, Whores, and Rogues, or so. Mm. ' 1 understand, therefore 'tis our best way, To make a handsome pack., and march away. Leon. Our Ladies do prepare to meet their Loves, I mustalongtoo .'-•' Min Mark well how it proves 3 And let me know, it may produce a light, To guide us on in our intended flight. Leon. I'll observe, adieu ! Min. Ioy of my life, farewell ! thus far I thrive 3 1

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48 I must be fuddain, lest so many Eyes As Iimploy, may find my Subtilties. I'm stor'd with Wives, aud with a helping friend, I'll maketrueuseo'm, tomypropperend. On fair Rosella lyes my aim, though here Is my circumference, my centre's there. [ Exit.Mngo. Scene 4. Enter Alonzo, with api&ure in his hand. Alon. The blasting lightning darte from the Sky, Kills not so sure as this transpiercing Eye, Coward Alonzo ! shall thy Courage siack, At white and red? a Woman make thee shrinck. That thing which I despis'd 3 do I not know. Beauties like flowr's do fade as fast as grow ? Why should I love, and think of this? nay more. That when we have en joy 'd, the passions o're. And Ware afham'd of that we did adore. Unruly force of wild desire ! * this frame Is beautiful as (he, this face the (ame, This*I can break, deform it when I please 3 Intruding Age, or any weak disease, Will make her pow'rful charms as soon decline 3 Minds oft' are wicked, though the shapes divine. > Folly farewel ! this Idle sencelels toy, And all my passion too, thus I destroy — -~ [ Alonzo throwes away the Pitture, Fenise Enters and takes it up. 1 Fen. What (uddain change is this ? Alon. O happy Fenise ! fair Alcinda' s thine, Fly to the Cypress grove, there ssie'l resign Her self into thy armes > be ever blest, I'll seek a grave, while thou en joy'st thy rest. Fen. Hate

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49 Fen. Hate me for ever If I seek Joy while you have Discontent. Alon. I love your MisirissSirl and to prevent Any unworthy Act, so base a flame May tempt me to, Fie fly to hide my shame. Fen. More unto Friendssiip, than to Love I ow, If you unhappy are, I must be so. You made her mine, when all my hope was gone, Tis just you ssiould enjoy what you have won. Alon. Let it sofEce in Love I yield to you, Strive not to conquer me in friendship too : Conceal that tempting Shadow'from my sight 3 Those that would cure weak Eyes, should fly the Light, Fen. Is this the Form you love > Alon. No Painters Art, Could e'r. infuse more life in ev'ry part. Fen. Fortune is kind, her Blessings to divide, Both may be happy yet, Both satisfi'd. Tis not Alcinda Sir ! but may she be As kind, as fair Alcinda was to me. Alon. Who is it then ? There was no other by. Fen. Let's to the place, and there the difference try. But stay they are here Enter Alcinda, Rosella, Leonella. Alon. Two Suns at once in Beauties glorious Sphere, Denote some change in Loves high State draws near. Fen. Pray Heav'n his Tyranny may now decay. Alon. In me it (hall, I'll die or win the day. Fen. Encourag'd by your Goodness, I am come To meet a Blessing, or receive my Doom. More to my Love, then my Offence, is due , My Change was feigned, but my Love is true. It is the practice of the Pow'rs above, To pardon Errors, and accept of Love: Your Beautie's heav'nly, make your Language so : . Will you that pardon which you ask bestow ? H Though

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And OO Though you so well your easie change disguise, I see the marks of Anger in your Eyes. Remember Fenise I you did use to wooe, Despise not Love because 'tis offer'd you. Will you refuse me then? Where shall I hide? I blush to ask, but dye to be deny'd . Fen. Pvefuse you Madam! Will a swelling heart Refuse a Kingdom ? Will a Hermit part With want, and misery ? by his remove, To (hare the blessed happiness above? My Soul is so transported with her Bliss, I fear, it will believe no Heav'n but this. Rosel. But Fire that's slowly rais'd, as late decayes. Alon. Let common Beauties reign by common wayes : Too much your Beauty, and my Love you wrong, Light'ningis sudden, yet no Flame more strong. Ros. Powder that swiftly fires, as soon does wast. Alon. Yet does the Fire, as long's the Subject last. So shall my Love, and never know decay, But in the Grave, where no Affections stay. That tedious way of Courtship you approve, Shews much of Patience, and but little Love. Extremes of Passion, such as Love inspires. As ill are fuffer'd, as devouring fires : . Mine, grown too pow'rful for my narrow Breast, Presumes already to disturb your Rest. Fen. Madam ! one charge from you, would make her yield Ale. Love has the Day, but Shame would keep the Field. Your heart is hers, pray trust me with your hand, ComeSister! lend me yours, though H-me/z's Band May be more Ceremonious, may this Endure as long, and be as firm as his. Now I pronounce you one Rosel. Remember Sister ! you compel my Love. Ale. The Earth shall vanish, e're my Faith remove. Rosel. With equal joy I meet your noble flame,- 7 , I will be ever yours Pray hide my shame. Alan. That lovely blush, looks like the Ev'ning Air, Whose Scarlet-dye proclaims the next day fan .•

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51 And so may this Prophetickly -"ppear, For here begins my bliss, and ends my fear. With purer Zeal a Heathen never paid Vows to his Idol, for sopposcd Aid, Then I present my Heart, a Gift too low To (peak the Service I will ever owe. Fen. Ladies ! Since we are Conquerors thus far, The great Affairs of Love, as those of War, Call for Advice to make the Conquest good. Alon. That from our Leaders must be understood. Command us Ladies ! We will execute. Ros. This place is most unfit for such dispute. Ale. No Treaty will be heard, tothink os that Will be in vain, the Foe is obstinate. Alon. Now let us lead you off a glorious Prize, Why should we trust our fatal Destinies ? Rosel. Brave Enemies ! you shall command our Lives, But hasty resolution seldom thrives. Alon. My lovely Mistriss ! where all Beauties dwell. True honour of your worthy — Sex, farewel ! [Exeunt several w.tyes. Scene 5. Enter Don Manuel and Mingo. Ming. Most certain 'tis they are resolv'd to fly, And only wait an Opportunity 3 Pretend to make a Journey, and take Florse 3 Tis Policy must do't, in vain is Force. Now Leonella is difpatch'd with that. Shall raise between their Servants mortal hate. They both (hall die before to Morrows Sun 3 Nay more, by their own Swords it (hall be done. Man. Excellent Mingo /— — Ming. With Leonella, 1'me to meet this night, Ith' Summer-house, for an intended flight. That must be your Retreat, on her lay hold, For she'll be furnish'd with a Mine of Gold. H 2 Make

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52 Make haste away ! —be sure you fail her not. Man. Wit prosper thee, brave Rogue! Ming. O fear it not. Poor Fool ! I'll make thee sensible e're Iongr That thou hast sold thy Welfare for a Song. An idle senseless Tale, can thy dull Brain Believe, that for thy ease I'll take this pain ? [Exit Manuel. Enter Teresa. Ming. Here comes my Midnights Ghost Ter es My best delight! Fate can't deny us happiness 3 this night Old Manuel rides abroad. Ming. But is it true ? Ter es. Just now we parted, as I came to you. Ming. How Goodness isabus'd ! ameer pretence 3 How Rogues may work upon your Innocence ? Alas good Soul! This Night he means to spend 1'th' Summer-house, there's his long Journeys end : There he, and modest Leenellameet. Teres. Leonella too, bless me! Ming. Nay, go see't _ And if you love me, now you may be mine He once remov'd, I will be ever thine : Here's that will do the work,- revenge your wrong : - [ Gives her a Fijiol and a Dagger. Resolve it suddenly, the time's not long. Teres Think not, my little Silence did proceed From foolish pity, no! they both shall bleed. Ming. The Woman you may pardon if you will. Teres. To rob me of thy love, no ! both I'll kill. Ming. My dear Infant a ! Teres Til do' t ! and meet thee in the Lodge, farewell! [Exit Teresa. Ming. Curses pursoe thee, how (he flyes to Hell ? This one Night past, to Morrow all's my own, And this kind Wretch (hall die for what I've done : In

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53 In Blood I'll wade ere Phebus leave his Bed, And make my Crimes out -blush the Mornings red Great Nemesis ! refuse me not thy Aid Thy Sacrifice is lost, if I'm betrai'd. [Exit Mingo. Scene 6. Enter Don Fenise alone in his own Bouse. Fen. How sweet are all my Sorrows now ! how dear My Suffrings are, now Happiness draws near ! Though in my Love I met with so much trouble. My Pleasure will be, as my Care was, double. Alonzo may have doubts, and jealous fears, My long experience all luspition clears. RofeUa's Heart, like parched Straw, took fire. And did as swiftly blaze into desire •• Such flames are soonest quench'd, and have least heat 3 My Happiness as constant is as great 3 Like noble Metal, which doth long repel Assaulting Flames, that round about it dwell, But once made hot, does long retain the fire, So did my dear Alcinda meet desire 3 Her Love came slowly, but will sure remain 3 She will be constant, though I change again. Most happy Fenise ! [Enter Leonella, and passing by Ha ! lure it was she 3 him, carelesy drops a Letter. What makes she here ? Why should she fly from me ? This may inform me, ( to my hearts delight The brave Alonzo ) pray Heav'n all is right ! . Friendship allows me liberty to see. He reads the Letter. Fail not to meet me, as we did agree 3 The hour precisely Twelve, the place you know, Blind Fenise still, no sign of Friendfiip fiow. Ve

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54 Be may observe you with at Lovers Eye, 7 he time seems lazy now our joy es are nigh. My dear Alonzo ! haste, you have my heart 3 When once we meet again, we'll never part. Thine ever Alcinda. Alcinda ! Alcinda! Alcindal It cannot be, sure my distemper' d Joy Distracts my thoughts,and does my fense destroy : Or her fair shape which in my fancy 1 yes, Sends bright reflections to abuse my Eyes. Ha ! 'tis, by Heav'n 'tis so ! And if it be, [LeoneUa peeps in to O that I wanted Faith, or could not see. to observe him. T__'me-evex-Alcinda\ my Tongue speaks this, To cheat my Heart 5 or else I hear amiss . Alcin da false ! it cannot, shall not be 5 Yet who can doubt, what they so plainly see ? O shameless Woman ! to destroy so soon A happiness I have so hardly won. The wild Hibernian Waves, and Winter Air, Are constanter than these frail Women are : Like thin Cameleons still they change their hue, And take fresh flames from ev'ry sight that's new. Leon. The Fish is caught, I must allow him line. Fen. Hell upon Earth! I'll spoil their damn'd design. I Leon. Now I'll upon him while he looks this way 1 Fen. What, can you run so well ? I'll make you stay. I Leon. Mercy dear Sir ! Oh Heavens! I'm undone 3 I see my Sentence in your hand, -I'm gone Ah noble Sir ! you know I must obey, Punish not me, if they have gone astray. Gentle Sir pity me !- : Fen. Hear me, thou dismal Messenger of Fate! Here, take your Charm, giv't to Alon&o strait : If thou betray'st me, with one look, or word, Thy Sex shall not protect thee from my Sword : Wipe your dissembling eyes, and get you gone, Look undisturb'd as if it were unknown. _____________________ Come

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55 Come Fiend ! along, see here he comes, take heed: I'll watch you [Alonzo enters. Leon. Fear me not. I'll do the deed. Fen. This may be yet a damn'd malicious plot, Till he confirm it, I believe it not [Fenise hides himself. Alon- Ha! welcome Loves pretty Envoy ! Must this Night make us happy ? Must we go ? . Leon. There's my bus'ness, if that inform you so. [ She gives him another Letter. Alon. Iwillnotfail, let this engage thee mine. My Service to my Mistriss [ Exeunt Alonzo and Leonella severally. Fen. So, to thine, That is, Alcinda 3 Ah false perjur'd Friend ! Thy heart (hall bleed for thise'r this Night end. I'll watch thee to thy Saint, before her Eyes, Thou (halt be punish'd for thy Perjuries. [ Exit Fenise. The End of the Fourth All. ACT V. Scene 1. • Don Manuel'/ Ball. Enter Mingo and Leonella. Mingo. A Bove my highest hope ! it needs must hit, _i\. Hove thy Beauty, and adore thy Wit : But we must try to send their Men aside, iThey'l sooner fall, if we their force divide: Though both are Cowards, yet for thy Loves fake, Any strange Project they will undertake. Canst think of no Design ? no little Plot ? Hell take 'em Hounds! they are not worth a Thought. But it must be — — Leon. O that's already done. They

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56 They are, by this time, in so great a fright, ) They'l have no sense to trouble us to night. I Ming. Thou'st Policy enough to rule a State: Let's to our bus'ness, for the Night grows late. Fail not to be i th'Summer-house,~adieu ! I must not any more be seen with you, For fear of old Teresa's jealous Head. Leon. But, when my Ladies ask me how I sped, What shall I answer them ? you know they meant To fly this Night, and therefore was I sent. Mmg. Say theyl attend them, and'tistento one They 1 put up all their Jewels to be gone. Where to secure them, and how, you know. _' Leon, 'Tis done, my Dear ! But whither shall we go ? Ming.' The time's too short to tell, nor need you ask, Leave that to me, 'thas been my chiesest Task To set you on your way ■, your Pasporfs made, j^Ex/fLeonella. Charon shall drag you to the Stygian Shade. Tluto will get a Cooler for your Lust, ■ There's roaring Company, and go you must. Ive taken care you shall not go alone ' O what a gallant plotting Rogue I'm grown ! I kill but five tonight; 'tistrue, my hand Is unconcern'd, I do it by command : Like stately Tyrants, on my pow'rful Breath Depends the Thred of Life, the Key of Death. Suppose I fall, if Hell pa yes me a Shame, Yet shall I leave an everlasting Name. The hour draws on apace, the Moon shines bright, 111 stain her Horns with Blood if all hit right. Exit Mingo. Scene 2. In the Field. Enter Larasco loaden with ridiculous Armour. BThchour is past, and yet she does not come 5 My Heart fails me — O that I were at home ! Yes,

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(V) Yes, I do love her, and this Act does show's, Do I not hazard here my naked Throat ? For ought I know, it may be Planet strook : Heav'ns ! it thunders 3 no 'twas my Armour ssiook. I would go home but for the noise I make •* What dreadful Acts we Lovers undertake ? Ha ! what's that pursues me ? a Spright / a Spright ! It follows me, I (hall be kill'd this Night, Mercy ! sweet Spright, mercy! It haunts me yet Yes 'tis my Shadow : I am blind with Sweat. O whoreson Love I what do I undertake Tasuffer here, for Leonella' s fake ! Dig but a wandring Child now ask the way, Or harmless Sheep pals by that's gone astray, Were this true Cannon proof, down must it lye, My Sword and all, I should the faster fly. O Death! a Lyon roars, farewell my Friend ! Ha ! 'tis a Beetle 3 surely she intends To murther me, else why should I stay here, Like stout Knight-errant, and no Creature near. Now if I could but pray * But how can such poor Rogues as I come to t? When Gentlemen themselves now cannot do't. Enter Sanchez in a Shroud. Sane. If she were come,'twould be a pleasant Night -3 No noise stirring! I'm in a woful fright ! All in a clammy sweat 3 did she not swear, At ten precisely she would meet me here ? Well Sanchez ! if some Brother Spright should come To scrape Acquaintance, and conduct thee home 3 Some Lovers meagre Ghost, some crafty Fiend, Should by thy Garb mistake thee for a Friend 3 Think thee some idle Spirit, and command Thee down to darkness, how could'st thou withstand t Danger from Men, I think I need not fear, I fright my very self Ha 1 who's this here ? In

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58 In Arms from head to foot ! then I'm betrai'd, Drawn to my Ruine by this wicked Maid. False deluding Woman/ is this thy Love ? Didst thou not vow to meet me in this Grove ? I may steal off, he has not seen me yet Lar. Fear won't let me pray 3 Ha ! the noise of feet i Oh the Devil .' the Devil / Sanch. Where-' where/ where/ [Larasco runs out, and Sanchez after him. Scene 3. Enter Mingo alone. Mingo. ' Tis late, Alonzo does not yet appear 5 He prom'is'd faithfully he would be here. I hear him coming • Enter Alonzo. Sir •' you are fairly met ■- This Credit does increase your Servants Debt. Pardon my boldness Sir .' before you go, I will discharge part of the Debt I ow. Alon. Honest Mingo ! although I cannot guess Thy earnest bus'ness, I believe no less 3 I will reward thy care, now speak it out — — Min. The Story is so strange, that I much doubt Your want of Faith 3 and wish withall my heart. That I had better tidings to impart. Call all that's Man about you, this will make The strongest of your Resolutions ssiake. Alon. Thy strange beginning makes me fear the end. Min. Y'are cheated by a Mistriis, and a Friend : They both are false Alon. Malicious Fool beware : Think not to take me in a jealous Snare. Thou

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59 Thou ly'st, nor did a Mortal meet with two Such blessings as they are 3 so kind, so true : Repeat it not again, this I forgive 3 After a second blasphemy thou ssialt not live. Min. So, this is my reward. What will you do? Pray draw upon your Servant, kill me too. Yet I'll pronounce it true, and on your Sword, My loss of life shall justifie my word. This night he takes her with her own consent. Yet trust me not, swear they are innocent : Your Faith's at liberty, Yet go but home, And kill me there, if Fenise does not come. Alon. Take heed / I take thy word 3 but if he do, I'll kill that faithless Friend, and cherish you. Min. You need not kill him Sir .' that's too severe, He may repent it when he meets you there. Remember Sir .' his Faith ne'r knew a Crime, Nor wandring thought, till this unhappy time. Will you destroy a Friend so often prov'd, Because your Mistriis has so falsely lov'd ? Perhaps the Lady first began to Wooe 3 Tis not so strange, to find their Sex untrue. Alon. No more .' th'ast rais'd an Earthquake in my breast. But through his Blood, I know no way to rest. Yet I would (pare him, but the Crime's too foul, A strange Convulsion tears my wav'ring Soul : 'Tis but a faithless Woman at the most, . She soon was won, and is as quickly lost. Min. He cools too fast, I must renew his heat 5 This brave Resolve has made you truly great. Perhaps they'I glory in their base soccers, And call your Mercy stupid Easiness But let them laugh 3 your Conscience still is clear. Alon. Friendship be gone .' thou hast no int'rest here. Yet, witness Heaven/ how unwillingly I take his Life, for He (or I J must dye. Tis Honour murthers him, that gilded Ait, No other way remains to keep it fair. I 2 Min

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60 Min. Pray think again Alon. I've thought too much, away !— — Min. Thou wilt repent thy rashness e'r 'tis day. [ Aside. Exeunt Albnzo and Mingo. Enter Fenise as watching them. Fen. That base contriving Eunuch leads him on 5 I Well Renegado/ we shall meet anon. Ye Gods ! But why should I invoke your partial aid ? By whose permission 'tis that I'm betray'd ? These little Crimes of perjur'd Love, you flight, That you may punish them—- I know your aim, Revenge is your delight. But since 3 ou use me thus, I'll seize your right, I will not for your drowzy Justice wait, Ev'n now your Vengeance Lie anticipate. _____________________H E___.it Fenise with his Sword drawn. Scene 4. A Summer house in a Garden. Enter Don Manuel alone. Man. In this close Summer-house, I keep my State, And like a Prince, dispose of others Fate. My General stout Mingo takes the care To manage my Affairs of Peace, and War : If any danger springs, from blood that's spilt, I shall the profit reap, and he the guilt. - Enter Leonella with a Cabinet, Leon. What mutt 'ring voice is that which strikes my Ear ? O my unhappy Fate ! Don Manuel here 1 Man.

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61 ■\Man. Is your bus'ness to me Lady ? Let's see, What have you here ? pray spare your modesty 3 This is too troublesome for you to bear, Deliver up your Charge, and walk in here. Exeunt Manuel and Leonella. Enter Teresa with a Pistol in one hand, and a Dagger in t'other. Ter. Are you so nimble ? are your Bloods so hot ? Here's Coolers for you— These will marr your Plot. O my dear Mingo ! that thoucould'st but fee, What dangers I despise to merit thee. Exit Teresa aster Man. and Leon, Scene 5. Enter Alonzo and Mingo. tjttin. This way he'll come Pray Sir ! think on the sacred name of Friend, May this fad difference have a happy end. Alon. Ha ! here he comes .' be gone ! by Heav'n 'as he, My seeming Friend : Good Mingo pardon me 3 I'll study how to recompence thy care. Min. In your success my pains rewarded are. Exit Mingo, but returns again, watching them with his drawn Sword. Enter Fenise. Fen. O have I found thee Tray tor/ Alon. Sir no words — — - Our diffrence hears no Umpire but our Swords. They fight. .Wi**. peeping. Bravely fought Boy es/ So, that thrust was home, When one is fall'n, then does bold Mingo come.

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62 I'll soon dispatch the other 3 how, not yet ? [ Alonzo disarms Sure they'r immortal, that was kindly met : Fenise. Mischief! what damn'd luck have I? his Sword's lost. Fen. O my curst fortune Truth is ever cross Alon. Now, if th'hast any thing to (ay make hast 5 But know this very Minute is thy last. Fen. Use thy advantage, kill me, do base man! I will have Justice when we meet again: There thou (halt suffer for thy treachery, And that false Woman too for whom I die. Alon. What means this language Sir ? did I not wooe Thy Mistriis for thee, and obtain her too? Fen. Must I hear this and live! noway to die ! Do'st thou upbraid me with thy Villany ? Alon. Thy Crime does in thy ill success appear 3 Did'st thou not come to meet Rosella here ? I knew thy soul intent, I knew it well, What Charms did'st thou imploy ? what cursed Spell, To rob me of her Heart ? What canst thou (ay ? Fen. Thou kill'st me ten times ore in this delay. Pr'ythee dispatch, lest I some blushes ssiow, To think those Crimes, thou canst not blussitodo. Let me not stand a Witness to my shame. Since you, to meet the false Alcinda came. Alon. Then we are both abus'd — ~- ~ Mitig. O hellish spight / Yet I'll get something,if the rest hit right. [Exit Mingo. Fen. Abus'd ! am I awake? did I not see, When Leonella gave a note to thee ? A Letter from Alcinda? and when you Vow'd not to fail, Ha ! is not this true ? Alon. That very Letter you may here peruse. Fenise tal{es the Letter and reads it. To Signior Alo nzo. My breast is haded with' unhappy News, Which onely in your Ears I dare relate 3 If you vouchsafe your presence when 'tk late^ Conceal

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63 Conceal it from your Friend, and come alone 3 Else you will loje,and I shall be undone. Your Slave Mingo. Fen. O subtle Villain ! And thou crafty Maid ! What have I done? That I should be betraid ? I sear this is not all, sure they intend Some mischief to the Ladies e'reit end. Alon. Mingo just parted hence, we may with speed Prevent all danger, 'sdeath how fast you bleed ? Forgive my rassi belief/ ■ - Fen. I must from you The (ame entreat: But let's the Rogue pursue — ; — Alon. He shall not 'scape, I'm sure he went this way: My 'fears grow stronger by the least delay. [A Pistol fir d within. Fen. Ha / a Pistol / I fear we are too late. Alon. We will prevent, or we'll revenge their Fate. [Exeunt Alonzo and Fenise. Scene 6. Enter Manuel wounded. Man. Oh cruel Witch / inhumane Sorceress / I'm pepper'd now for all my wickedness : Incarnate Devil / for myRuine sent/ All Curses Men and Devils can invent. And mine besides, fall on thy bloody Heart Enter Teresa with a Dagger in her hand, dragging in Leonella. Ter. Come/ come along, I'll teach you a new Art To couple 3 do ye roar in consort now ? Dry'd Dog/ I was not good enough for you : Would ye be yoak'd ? I'll see ye yoak'd, I will, You (hall be joyn'd 3 what are you roaring still ? Silence / and hear your heavy Doom : Now Dame / Now bold Hussey/ was there no other Game? No

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64 No Pipe but mine to make you dance? I'll try Who shall beMistriss now, of you or I. Leon. Dear Madam •' O Heav'ns/ hear what lean fay — • Ter. Noble Signior I pray bow your head this way., See your Ven'son quartei'd, and when thafi done. With you I'll finish what I have begun. Man. My Royal Donna ! dear lerefa hold ! I'll be thy Slave Ter. Poor Fool ! thou art too old : In Prayers spend thy time, sor *tis but short, Or curse me if thou wilt, I care not for't. Have at thee Enter Larasco running in his Armour, and Perez following him in his shroud. Lar. Oh a Ghost ! a Ghost away ! Perez, No Ghost ! I am no Ghost ! good Neighbors stay — All run off in a fright, Perez pursuing them. Scene 7. Don Manuel';* Bouse. Enter Mingo with Bags of Money. Ming. Now Fortune, if thou hast not sworn my fall, Grant me one happy hour, and have at all. The House is yet my own 3 and here's my Mint If all my Plots should fail 3 the Devil's m't. Exit Mingo. Enter Alcinda and Rosella: Alc Now Madam ! does the tedious time draw nigh, When we (hall have our long wish'd Liberty. Ros. May this blest Night, like some auspicious Star, - Shine bright in Fames Eternal Calendar. May it produce no fad unhappy Birth, But be to all the World a Night of Mirth. May

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65 jlc. May after times, when they would sum their bliss, Wish happy Day es, and all their Nights like this. Enter Mingo. Ming. This way, your Servants wonder at your stay— — - The watchful Cock foretells approaching day. Rosel. Good Mingo 1 lead the way j. how my heart beats > Ale. This little trouble all our joy compleats. What noise is that ? [A noise at the dore. Ming. Helll they have forc'd the dore Ale. If Fate frown now, I'll never trust it more. Rosel. That noise has made me fear we are undone. Ming. Yet, through this other dore we may be gone. Mingo going out, meets Fenise and Alonzo, with their Swords drawn. Ming. Then to my last shift ■ % [He draws a pair os Vistols. Alon. Sir I y' are fairly met • This favor does encreaseyour Servants debt. Ming. Not so well met as you imagine yet. Alon. Yes Hell-hound! you are. And ere you part, I will reward your care, Your care to ruin us — thou canst not fly. Ming. If you but stir a foot, they both shall dye. [Heprejents the Fen. Inhuman Dog! r'Jiolt' Mmg. Good words, stand further yet What I have done, I need not now repeat. I know you'll kill me, but before I dye, I'll make you (hare rs in my misery. ' Your Mistrisses (hall lead the way : D' ye stare ! Their Destinies within my power are j AnaSthus I'll ruine them Fen. Hold! good Rogue hold / We'll be thy Slaves, thou shalt have Mines of Gold. Ming. A Kingdom shall not buy one hours delay : Yet, to torment you more, a while I'll stay. .

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66 Alon. Art thou so heartless, and so childish grown, To fight with Women ? when this Act is known, Thou wilt be branded with a Cowards name, A fearful Rogue, Art thou so lost to (hame ? Fen. So lost to policy? For if to mischief th'art so firmly bent, By killing us thou may 'st thy death prevent. Ming. That's well advis'd Rosel. I dare thy sharpest spight, and will not grieve To dye, so my Alonzo may but live. - Ale. See what thou doest, thou bloody Devil / do ! <J^in. Seal up your lips, or I'll begin with you? Ale. Brave Villain do/ I will requite thy pain, If spight won't make thee Ihoot, yet do't for gain. Here's Gold and Jewels, if these will not do, I'll call thee Coward; nay I'll curse thee too. Min. No more ! I'll quickly end this Generous strife. These Ladies never injur'd me, 'tis true. But I'll kill them, to be reveng'd of you. [ He flajhes in the pan j and Alonzo and Fenise dijurm him. Alon. Thou cruel Rogue .' now we'll command thy fate. Min. I will not beg your love, nor fear your hate. Had not my foolish pity staid my hand, My Life had never been at your command. [ A great noise within. Rojel. Another Storm begins, ere this is gone. Ale. If 'tis your Father, we are yet undone. Laraseo within. For pity's fake let's in, who ere you be. Fen. That's my Rascal's voice. L ar. within. Ay Sir! 'tis me! 'tis me I [Enter Larasco arm'd. Fen. What does this folly mean ? Lar. OSir! as I to meet my Love did go forth, The very Devil follow'd me; and so forth Enter Manuel, Leonella, Teresa, falling over one another for haste. followed by Sanchez in a shruud ■ Alon. What tricks are these ? Speak

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(6?) Speak Devil ! or I'll kill thee is I can. San. Hold ! good Sir hold ! I am your very Man. [ Pulls off his Leon. There's the Original of all this Rout. Shroud. Ming. Were ever things so crosly brought about ? Nay Sir 'tis true 5 and had my Plots hit right, There had not one of you sorviv'd this Night. Rosel. O my dear Father ! Ming. Lady you mistake, nay I'll make you known : Since I am lost, I*vill not fall alone. He's not your Father, he's a Rogue, a Cheat, He is in nothing, but in Mischief great. Man. Malicious Rogue ! dear Daughter hear him not : He's raving mad now he has miss'd his Plot. Dear Child lead me to Bed, I'm very sick — - Ming. To Bed ! to th' Gallows 3 this is a meer trick, To get off—1 — Rosel. Let him not use my Father so Ming. Madam ! he's a Villain, and your mortal Foe. Alon. Mingo speak out, what is it thou canst fay ? Teres. Damn'dLyes! mischievous Lyes! lead him away Ming. Woman hear thy Charge' My Crime's so great, and so prodigious grown, Though I beg pardon, I can hope for none. But when their faults in competition come, Mine are but Cyphers, theirs a total Sum. Had you not Sisters once, whom you think lost ? Fen. Nay, more than think, we know that they weredrown'd. Ming. Sir? spare your Sighs, the Ladies soon are found. WhenDon Valasco your, brave Father dy'd, You being too young to be your Sisters Guide, Were left°with her, to noble Pedro's care 5 Your honour'd Father Sir ■ [ Alonzo. Fen. Thou scek'st delay es in Story fetch'd so tar. Alon. All this we know, and how my Father strove, To joyn our Families with Bonds of Love. Fen. Then how our Sisters with Don Pedro went, When in Peru he had a Government : We know the time when they took Ship again, But never heard when theyjreturn'd to Spain. K. M*£

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68 Ming. The rest I can relate, and mean to do. More in Revenge to them, than Love to you. • The Sea mov'd gently, and with flatt'ring Gales, The am'rous Wind did court the flying Sails. But Fate, that knows a thousand paths to Death,. Sent a Disease to take your Father's Breath. To Sanchez his old Servant, and a Maid, He left your Sisters, and the Wealth he had. With careful duty, to restore again Their Charge to you, when they return'd to SpaiiW; But in the very Port, they met with one Gorzell, a cruel tatter'd Pickaroon , Sanchez they murther'd, made the rest their prey, And took your Sisters Very names away. What they did since is partly known to you, None but themselves know what they meant to do : This is the Villain, that the cursed Maid, By whose infernal Plots they were betrai'd : This Womans names Guttarze, that Mans Gorzell, By whose inhuman hands poor Sanchez fell. And those your Sisters are, those Ladies there & What Heav'n decrees, cannot be alter'd here. Alon. O that we could believe thee Fen. What (ay you ? Man. and Teres. Mercy ! mercy Gentlemen / 'tis too true.. Alon. Which is my Sister? which must be my Bride? Teres. Y'have fix'd those Knots your Father long since ty'd 3 Madam Alcinda, Sir, your Sister is, And you Rosclla are Don Fenk's. Fen. Excess of happiness ! thy Life's thy own, [ To Mingo Dangers so great, so suddenly oreblown, Make all our joyes like pleasing Dreams appear. Rosel. I cannot look this way without a Tear. ' Can I see him, I once call'd Father, kneel, And weep tome ?■ > Ale. Methinks I fear him still. Rosel. You shall forgive him- Alon. The greatest Injuries were yours 3 if you Can pardon them, with all my Heart I do. Fen.

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69 No< Fen. But we forget the blackest Crime'they did, Although we pardon them, for that they'll bleed. Poor murther'd Sanchez does for Vengeance cry, The Law will seize them, and for that they'll dye, Man. Cruel Woman ! had not thy restless Will Urg'd on his death, he had been living still. Ter. Thou foolissiMan ! why wouldst thou hear me then "t Nature allows our Sex lets Wit than Men, That you may rule us when we go aside 3 Had I been govern'd, Sanchez had not dy'd. Rosel. No other wayes to (ave their lives? pray try. Sanch. Madam ! there is, this time they shall not dye. Look on me well, have you not known this Face ? Time has not chang'd it much from what it was. Man. Tis he ! 'tis he ! good Sanchez pardon me. Ter. O Sanchez I we confess our cruelty: Pray forgive us— — Sanch. May your forgiveness be, From all the World as hearty as from me. Since I have seen myMistrisses again, No more remembrance of my Wounds remain. Fen. Then you are free, but ere this Sun goes down3 We charge ye every one to leave the Town. Alon. Where we reside be never seen again, The Law shall seize ye if we meet in Spain. Ming. Pox o' thy trembling Paw ! hadst thou but dy'd, Or done thy work, I had been (atisfi'd. Ter. Curse on thy plotting pate,and wheedling tongue, Hadst thou been hang'd we yet had flourish'd long. Leon. Hard-hearted Mingo ! wouldst thou murther me ? Ming. No pretty Rogue ! I was to marry thee. Save your Lordship mighty Manuelh\ght I And eke your fair La-dee Teresa bright. Great Don ! pray ssiut your Lordly Gate, 'gainst all Of your own Sex 3 hate ev'ry thing that's Male . Such tempting trassi would make a Saint grow vain : Take heed no smooth facet Eunuch come again — — Bezolas mannos Signior I

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Alon. No more ! Sanchez I to his former place restore. Let's to the Sacred Temple haste, and pay Glad thanks to Heaven for this happy day. Fen. Let smiling Hymen, with his Nuptial bands, As we have joyn'd our Hearts, unite our Hands. Nowall our Doubts and Fears, with joyes are crown'd. Our Cares are lost, and our lost Sisters found. FINIS.

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(7t) EPILOGUE Spoken by Mrs. K N E P P E. W He" mt> Md Native *'***? foun& Success, V V Without a daziing Scene, or gaudy Dress, Then Vlayes were good, and wholefom your Amour 5 ■But when these downright Blessings pleas' d no more, Poets, from France, fetch' d new Intrigue, and Plot', Kind Women, new French Words, and Fafiions got: And finding all French Tricks so much did please, 'T oblige ye more, They got ev'n their Disease'. That too did take and as mitch Honour gets As breaking Windows, or not paying Debts. 0 'tis jo gente ! So modist) ! and so fine I To fijrug and cry, Faith Jack ! / drink no Wine : For I've a swinging Clap this very time Poets saw this, and brought their Stages Crimes Chang d Comedy to Farce, and Sense to Rimes. ' That took.your very Souls — But now, you are so strangely hum'rous grown, That even these, yonr dear Regalio's will not down : The newest Miss, with all her little Arts, Sometimes can't jost en your obdurate hearts: At other times, you are so far from Pride, A swarthy Gipfte would be deify d. ' Then, to your Friends, you tell such horrid Lyes,-\ Tou had a Pers'n of Honour in disguise ! C Dam'ee the pretty's! Creature / 0 such Eyes — — No i'lay without a new Machine will do, Shortly, Tour Miss mutf aU with Engine to : For brisks and pretty, you will cry at last, Can ste Curvet ? and is she Thorough-pact ? T 'have Fiddle, and Motion now, and all That -—*<-. 'Zbud ! L wonder what a Devil you'd be at. Is you persist in these lewd damning wayes, Toti II have 'no more new Misses 5 nor new Playes. | * ' * , Per T. D. 'Zbur

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THE GRATEFVLL SERVANT. *A Cvmedit^. 6s it was lately prefented with good applaufc at tke prmatc Houfe in Drury-Lanc, her Majejiics Servants. Written bylAMEs Shirley Gent. •_ i- <*-. Vfque egofoslem Crefcam^ laude recens. LONDON. Printed ky l.X andf*. E, for Jthu Great, and are to be fold ee his fibep at Furnivals- Inne gate, 1630.

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TO THE R I GHT HONOVRABLE, Francis EarleofR v tland, &c. My moft Honoured Lord: a^^ t-ffiivl**'* *^e °^' declinethfrom herprimU T^&^/Jg/f? tiue vertue, trtdthe Silken wittf of the W\\^(//r9 Time, (that I may borrow from our ac- MviuS) knewledg'd M after, learned I o _. _ o t. ) t^n/^v/^ d:fgraangNature>& harmonious Pee. /Sir, are tranffortedwith many tlliter e and prodigious births, it is notfafe to appeare without Pro- tection. \_Amongalltke names of Honour, thitComedie civet lo mof gratitude to your Lordfhip, whofe cleerc ttflu meny wot to meeabouea Theater, and I applaud the den. : terity of my fate, that hathfo well prepared a Dedication, -: whither my onely ambition would aired it. lam not pale, Jo thinke it unow expos' d to your more deliberate ctnfure \ yTFor 'tit my [ecmty , that j haueftudnd ymr Lordfhip 4.'* Cantor >

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ThcEpifllc Dcdicatoric. Candtr, and know you imitate the Divine nature which is merc't full aboue offence. Goe on great Lord and hee the volume of our Englifh Honour, in whom while others, in vited by their birth and quiekned with ambitious emula- tion reade andjludy their principles, let mee be made happte enough to admire, and devote my felfe, Your Lordfhips, sHoft humble creature : Iambs Sx j rut. THE

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_To my learned friend lames Shirley IponhttQratefuttftrttAnt. PRefent thy worke vnto the witer few That can dil'cernc and iudge ; tis good tis new Thy (hie is modeftjfceanes high, and thy verfc Sofrnooth,tbfweet_ Apollo might rehearfe, To his owne Lute, be therefore boldly wife And tcorne malicious cenfores,like flies They tickle but not wound , thy well got fame Cannot be foild or canft thou merrit blame Becaufe thou doft not fwell with mighty rimes Audacious metaphors , like verfo like times Let others barke,keepethou poeticke lawes Defeine their cnuy^nd command applaufe. fobn Fox, To my knowne friend MT Shirley vpon his Comedy cheGratcfullfcruant. \7\^Ho would write well for the abufed flage v When only fwelling words do pleafe the age And malicc"is thought wit, to make 't appeare They iudge they mif-intei pret what they heare. Rough Poems now vfurpe the name of good And are admired but neuer vnderftood Thee and thy ltraines T vindicate,whofe pen Wifely difdaines to rniureliaes.or men, Thou haft prepared dainties for each taft, And art by all that know thy mufe embnc'd, Let purblind critticks ftill endure this curfe To fee good playes and euer like the worfe. n Jo. Hal A Ingeniafiffima

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Ingeniofiffimo amico\%* Sherlcio. \Ji Ater Dtdala nil poliuitJ}u]m Matrii mimafo nii dolat.it ahum '• ( Sitotumefynodittulerejacru Et mufarum Hierarcbia, Isffororum Trigajyf Qaftaliw latex rigaa'tt ) Quodnon diUniantfo, lancinantfo Momi infulfa tribtn, nepolulifc. Ergo per charites, nouenfilefy Diuasjnterpidw nihil mar arc Si qui te Ucer**tfc verferentfc Quis Shirlcictuosjocos lepore$> lAccentw tbymelesfonostbetitriy MeHttos globules tfacetiafa, Verborum 'veneres iQupidinef^, Acetum fefamum.fales^piper^, Capttu non <veneratur o/culatur Efi d'mum niHfloicum afjecutw. Supra nos homines feuer lores, Laudentfulmina j yorticefy quales Voluit gurgitetauriformu Ifter, Vocum mon{ka%pettinej$jfolv. Velmt

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Velint cm SemeU modos tonantes Quos quum non cafiant.ftupeMadufti Sed tumafteammofibifoplaude, Jtidtfttlministtftaflafra hruti, L aunts te tua temp or um corona, Intaclum dabit'.intonent Theones3 •"T^uuSlwill notbclccue, that iudgements light ■* L fixt butin onefphcare,and thatdu.'l night, Muffles thcrcftjthedimmclt lampeof Skic Hath fome vnberrowed luftre,(o may I By whichlmay dtfcerncthymufedothtowre 'Boue common flight and make thccloudes her Then m the higher pitch fee beranon ( bovvrc Reach rAriadnes Crowneandputiton, And there liiitaiied rauifh with her fhine The God of Poets not the God of" wine. Thy Helicon is pure and is diftild (arc fild Through asclecrepipes3whichrunnc, when they BriskeN^4r. Tbebus hardly can deuinc Which lffucs are his owneand which are thine Cba. tudejm. At > Amicijfime

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tAmictffimo fuo Sberleio, FOns occluditur ille Pegafeiut Et Parnaffiatranftlire fepta lucundos vet at optimofd vates ChJIos Tart area triformU Aula : Te Cruxpoftulet Hercules, feratfo .QuemraptumpHtoCerberumCharonti ' Mufarumftatuiftelanitorem : Tu Sherleie Potes,fauente Mttfa Lair ant em triplici canem'boatu Tutmfpernere : Terr eat minor cs : OlimTyritboum per emit ille, Serunm non perimet tuum,fdelem. Gratum, Pyrithooa^ chariorem D tikis fabula, dulctor^feruus Et tu dulcior omnibus Poeta Quales, quas epulas uter^fundit ? I flis delicias par are fas eft Cm das mormoreafa^faxeafa^ Et qua tmlliculos (amice) dentes Gaudent fr anger e duriore morftti Quiferrum chalybem^flrutbiones Et nil prater ea coquant malign* : Tarn forti ftomacho placer e noli: Nee Sherleie places : Dapes miniftras lncu.ndat,facileftL, me I leaf £ Conditas falet gratiafepore. I laurumpete, quammcrere totam. Necte ttrreat ifte qui Paetis lam Minos Rhadamanthtet ts£acttfaefl Etfiquis numeratur inde quart m Qua

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§*afthr dttbia tr emend 'tu vrna * Sphinx Parnafjia qttamtimemus omnes Tr vfo velut oedipo tremifeat. Sietitfolue Grjphos, vtilla NeUit. 1 Cannot fulminate or tonitruate words To puzzle intellects my ninth lafTe affords Nolycophronian bufJkins,aorcan ftraine Garagantuan lines to Gigantize thy veine, Nor make a iutiurand, that thy great playes Are terra del fo'gos or incognitaes Thy Pegatusin his admird carreei e Curuets on Capreolls of nontencehere., \/\70nder not friend that I docntertaine Such language that both thinke and fpeake fo plaine Know I applaud thy fmooth and euen ftraines That will informe and not confound our braines, Thy Helicon like a fmooth ftreame doth flow, While others with difturbed channels goe, And headlong like Nile Cataracts do fall With a huge noife, and yet not heard at all. When thy intelligence on the Cockpit ftage Giues it a foule from her immortal! rage I heare the mufes birds with full delight Sing where the birds of mars were wont to fight, Nor flatter I, thou knoweft I do abhorre it Let others praife thy play, ile loue thee for it, That he that knowes my friend,fhall fay he has A friend as gratefull as hisTeruant was Tho. Randolph. A 3 To

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To my friend MT Shirley ypon bitQomdy, LEt others that before thy booke take place Write in thy praifes,I will not difgrace The time to much, our Critticks (hall not fay But I will find fome errours in thy play ; Thou art too litt'e iealous of thy mute, Her beauties feene to free, fhe doth nor vfe To weare a maske or veiie, which now a dayes Is growne a fafhion, for in many playes aApollo fcarce can to himfelfe giue light To viewthemu(e,or read the meaning right, Thy fancies, are to pleating Cupid (carts To loofe his tribute paid in fighes and teares Whilft louers make their peace with thy conceit ; 'Tis haynous,and thy language is tooneate, Which euento me, that am thy friend,affbrds Leaue to report there's witchcraft in thy words, Though to the ftage it would bethought bleft harmc Might it be ftill bewitch'd which fuchacharme. Ro. Staphon. Te

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To my fudicious and learned friend the Author "vpon his ingenious poem the grateful] jeruant. T Hough I well know, that my obfcurer name Lifted which theirs,who heere aduance thy fame Cannot adde to it,giue me leaue to be Among the reft a modeit votarie At the altar of thy mute, I dare not raife Giant Hyperboles vnto thy praife, Or hope it can find credit in this age Though I fhould fweare in each triumphant page Of this thy worke, thers no line but of weight And poefie it felfe jfoewne at the height Such common places friend will no: agree With thy owne vote and my integrity lie fteere a midde way, haue cleare truth my guide And vrge a praile which cannot be denyde Here are ho forc'd expreffious, no rack'd phraze NoBabellcompofitions to amaze The tortur'd reader, no beleeu'd defence t To ftrcngthcn the bold atheifts infolence, No obfcene fil_able,that may compell A blnfhfrom a chaft maide, but all fo well Expreft and orderd, as wife men muft fay It is a gratefull Poem a good play Andfoch as read,ingenuoufly (hall find, Few haue out ftrip'd thee, many halt behind. Tbilip (JWaftenger,*.

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&& && && JS5C && &g MI sa jfk m %% &£ s& sa* To /># defer uing friend MT [a. Shirley T/>0# A» Gratefut (eruant. I Do not praife thy ftraines,in hope to foe My verfes read before thy Comedy But for it felfe, that cunning I remit To the new tribe, and mountibankcs of wit That martire ingenuity ,1 muft Be to my continence and thy poem iuft, Which grac'd with comely action, did appearc The full delight of euery eye and eare, And had that ftageno other play, it might Haue made thecrittickeblufh at cock pit flight Whonotdifcouering what pitch it flies His wit came downe inpitty to his eyes And lent him a difcourfeof cocke and bull To make his other comendations full, But let fuch Momi palTe and gaine applaufe Among the brood of a_tors, in whofe caufe As champion he hath fweat let their (tale pride Find ibmeexcufe in being magnified, Thy mufe will Hue and no adulterate pen fhall wound her through the fides of common men Let'em vnkennell malice,yet thy praife Shall mount fecure,hell cannot blaft thy bayes. Tbo. Qraford*

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To myfriendthe author. MY name is free,and my rich clothes commend No Seformd bounty of aloofer friend,. Nor am I warme i'th Sunfhinc of great men By guilding their darke finnes,truth guides my pen, Bright iuftice therefore bold by me,doth lay Mans vnderftandingfeeles no fuch decay But it may iudge, and while the foule of wit Liues bodiedintheftage,fpe<ftatorfit: Old nature's euev young, and 'twere a crime Gainft reafon,to auerre our aged time Isficke with dotage: which doth ftill impart To 'th betterd world new miracles of art. 7 muft applaude thy foenes, and hope thy Stile Will make Arabia enuioas of our He Conieffc vs happy fince th'aft giuen a name To the Englifh Phenix, which by thy great flame WiUIiue,infpight ofmallice to delight Our Nation, doing art and nature righr, Go forward ftilLand when hisaiufe expires Whofe Englithjftaincs the greeke and latinclires Diuineft \onfon, Hue to make vs fee. The glory of the ftage reuiu'd in thee. Willi*** Habingtoni

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The author to the Reader. j^gHe rcafon Why my Play commeth igjysf orth vfhcrd by fo many lines, was the free vote of my friends whom I could not withciuility refufc. I dare not owne their character of my felfe, cr play , but I muft ioyne with them that haue writtcn,to do the Comedians iullice, among whom,/omearc held comparable With the heft t hat are,and haue beene in the world, and the moft of them deferuing a name in the file of thofc that arc eminent for gracefull and vnaffecr- cda&ion. Thus much Reader I thought meet to declare in this place,and if thou beeft ingenuous,thou wilt accufc with me , their bold teuerity, who for the offence of being modeltandnotiuttlin^ others for the wall haue moftiniurioullythruftfo many actors into the Kennell —now — * Panduntur porta; luuat ire^i

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Perfons. Duke of Sauoy, Iouer of Leonora, and in her foppofed k>fle,of Cleona. Lodorvicke, his brother wild and Iatciuious Fofcari,z noble count, and louer of Cleona. Grimundot a Lord, and once gouernor to Lodomckf Sorauz.0 .. Gioto, > noble men of Sauej. Eabrichio, Piero^Comptmon of Lodow. lacomot a foolilTi ambitious fteward to Cleona. Valen-tio} a relligious man, Abboti Gent. Seruants. Satyres. Leonora the princefle of Millan but difguifd as a page to pofcari and cald Dulcino. Aflella a vertuous lady, wife to Lod0n> ; butneglecled Belinda wife to Grimnndo Cleona Fofcaries MiitrelTe3 Ladies. Nimphet' The fcenc Sauoy.

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r THE GRATEFVLL SERVANT. ACTVS, r. SCiENA, I. Enter Soranz.0, Giotto. Giotto. &fe#l£AHe Dak* ismoa'd. 15p]15|Ev S»r. Theaeccs difpleas'd hiraaiach. R§^ Gi"' Aa<^y£t l^c H0 rea^>n» why he <£s*3jQi0_£w Engage fo great affc&ien to th'Daughter OWJWiUan-, he nere faw her. i«r. Fame doth paint Great beaaties, and her piSnre (bj which Princes Court one another ) may beget aflame In dim to raife this paflion. Giat. Traftapencill, I like aot that State, woing* fee his Brother Entar Has left him, pray my Lord how is it with Lodwitke* His Higbnefte ? Ladw. Somewhat calmer, Loae I thinke Will kill neither of vs. although Ib?e No Stoickc. yet I thanke my $arr.s i kaue 1 A

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The Gr ate full Seruant. A powero're my aSfc&.on, if hee'le not Tame his, let it astir him into Rennets Hee will preoue the more loaing Prircc to you, Get in againe ; and make wife fpeechetto him, Theie is %Ari$otes Ghofl ftill with him, My PhyfofophiCil! Goeernour that was, He w^nts but you rwo, and a paire of Spe&acles,, To fee what folly 'tis, to loue a woman With that wicked refolutian to marry her. Though he b. my elder Brother, and a Duke, I ha more wir, when there's a dearth of women I may ni ne foole, and place one o their Sexe ,N erer my heart ■> fate well, com mead me to M, Brother, and the Councc 11- Table. Exit. Sor. St ill the fame wild Prince ,thcre needs 80 character Where he is, to exprtde him. Gtot, He faid truth, I doubt there is norcome for one, whom hee Should place in's heart, and honoar. Sor. His owne Lady Allpitty her misfortune, both were too Vnnpe tor Hymen, 'twas the old Dukes aft, -And in fuch marriages, hearts feldome meet W'ltnthey giow older. Gtot. Wherefore would the Duke Marry his young Sonne firft ? Sor, The walke ot Piincesj To make proultioo betimes fot them: They can bequeath fmallhgacie, knowing th'hcyre Carries both ftate and fortune for himfelfe. His faces before him, here comes (drtmunda I Enter Grimundo* Grim, Toe Duke is recollefted.whcre's the Prince? Sor. Gone. I would he were rewn'd once to himfelfe. fyot. He ha •« to toone forgot your precepts* Str,

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The Gratefull Seruant. 3 Sor. Yoar example might Hill be a Le&sre, (frim. I did not deceiue the old Dnkes trnft While I had power to manage him, Hee's cow patl my tuition, but to tb'Dnke— — * Is it not (traoge my Lord, that the Yoang Lady Of «^W **<*«-_ ihould be forcd to marry now. with Her Vncle ? Gtot. They're vncquall, Sar. 'Tisvnlawiuil. grim. 'Tisa trifle, reafons of State they vrga .Againft vs. leaft their Dnkcdomt by this match, Be fabieft vntofiauoy, tor rhefctuplo Of Religion, they are in hope, that A Dispensation may bee procur'd To quit exceptions, and by this meanes, They (hali pre(erue their Principalicy, I'th nsmeand blood, (b reports F atrichia Whom the Dake imploy ed for Treaty, bow now ? Enter Gentleman*. Gent. The Duke calstoryoa my Lords. Gist. We attend, . H a ? he is com ai»g forth. Enter Duke, and Pabriehio, Sor, Hislookes are cheerefalL Dukt, Fabricbiai Fabr, My Lord, Duke We* will to Tennis. Fabr. What your Grace pleaic. fDuket Grimundof Becaafe yoa take no pleafare in fach paftimes, Year contemplation may bafie it felfe, w ith that boole. Grim. Booke ray Lord, i tu WDuki* Leonora's piftarea faire Table. broke, Yoa may wit boat offence to your yoang Wife^ LookeonaPidure. I ha petnfed it, let mc feet r,o more, S a tJHlim

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4. TheGratefull Servant. aJMiHan and we are parted, our bread wcares Again* his naturall Temper,allow me pray The excufe of common f railty,to be meaed At ftrangeneflisof this newes. Gist, Y.Our.HjghnetTciaid, You would to Tennis, 2)*/^, A nd'tis time enough, Wee haae the day before vs : fome PtiaeeGrimuude lofuch a caufeas this would haae beene angry, Angrie indeed, throw neof cold language,and Call'd it a highland ioudefTronr. wbofeftirring Imagination woald haue wakened Death, And by a mlfcrabie warre,h?ae taught Repentance,to a pake of floarifting States, Such thing, there haae beene ? Sor. Bat yoar Grace is wife — *Duke. Nay doe not flatter now, I doe not Cearc Yoar praife fo much, I fp.ake bat what oar ftories Mention, if they abate not foft peftcritie : I was not come to tell yoa, what my thoaghts, With a ftrong marmare prompt me too. Grim. We hope — Duke, Ye fearcanddo not know raeyet.my anions Shall cleare yoar jealouSe, i'me reconcil'd At home, and while I cherifht a peace here, , Abroad I maft continue it, there are More Ladiesi'thc world ? Fabr. Moft true my Lord. Duke, And as attraetiuc,grcar,and glorious weacfis Are there not, ba t . Sor. Plenty my Lord i'the world. Duke, Ithe world, within the confines of our Duke- In Sauoy, gre there not.' fdome Grim, In Sanay too. Many choice beautieSjfaat yoar birth my Lord - %>ukef was bat an honour parcJ.as'3 by another, Ic

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The Grateful/ Servant. j It might hade beene thy chance. grim i My Father was N- Duke. Duke, Twas not thy fault, aor ift my vertue, Ths: I was borne when thcfrefh Sunns was rifiag, So csme with greater fhadow into life, Then thou ,or hee. Grim : But roy all Sir be pk as'd— Duke i No more,wee arc not ignorant, you miy Take away tuisdiftin&ion, and alledge In your grauc wifedomes, fp:cicus argaments, For our alliance with feme forraigne Prince, But we haae weighedtheir proaaiungcircamfiance, And find itonely a deuice,tbat may Serue time.aadtbmedarkc ends.ameretU.e-trickc. To difgaife hatred, and is emptieof Thofe benefits, itfeemcs to bring along : Giue me a Ladie borne in ray obedience, Whole difpofition,will not engage A fearch into the natureef her Climate, Or make a ieratioie into the Sterns: Whofe language is mine owne, and will net need A fraoota interpreter, whole vertue is Aboue all tides, though her birth or fortune, Bte a Degree beneath vs,fach a Wife Were worth a tboufand farrc fetch'd Bridcs,thathaue More ftate, and leffe Deuetion. Fabr. If year Highnefie— Duky, Come you fhall know ©urpurpofe, in the lad Weebey'd your directions, not without. Oar free and firme allowance of the Ladie Whom wee'l forget, it willbecome yoar duties, Follow vs now, wee haue not beene vnthiifty In oar affections, and that iJWSan may KnowS<***ycahneglect a Millanoife, And that we need net borrow a delight, B 3 Here

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6 The &ratefull Servant* Heere we are fixt to marry. grim* We are Sabie&s, And fha',1 fblicite Heauen, you may find one Worthy your great acceptance. Duke : Wee are confident, And to put off the cloud wee walkein, know Wee are refolu'd to place all Loae and Honoar Vpon Cle ana Norift a new affe£tion»wee bat cherifh Somefeedcs, which heretobre,her vertue had Scattered vpoa our heart. grim. We cannot be Ambitious of a Lady, in your owne Dominion, to whom we (hall more willingly Pcoftrate our duties. Soren. She's a Lady of A flowing fweetneife, and the huing vertue Of many noble Anceftots. * gtot. In whom Their fortunss meet, as their Prepheticke Soaks Had taught chem thrifty proaidence, for this Great honour, you intend heT. Duke, Weearepleas'd, And thanks yoar generall vote, Youthen (hall ftraight prepare oar vifit, beare our Prineely refpe&s, and fay wee (hall takeplcafure To bee her Gueft to day, aay loate no time, Wee (hall the (boner quit the mernorie Of Leanoraet Image Enter Lodfticky. Soren : The Prince your Brother Sir ? Duke : Withdraw.but be not at too mach diftancc, LodWtckf Y'are welcome. Lfdw* ' (h-dl know that by my (accede, I wane A thoufand Crownes, a thoufand Crowcca. "Duke* For what vft/ LodW,

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TheGratefutl Seruani, 7 ZW».Why will thefe ioolifh queiiions nc'te be left, IVt re. (ufheient 1 would borrow tm, But you mail ft ill c. pitulau with me i I wonld put em to chat viethey were ordain'd for, Yoa might as well haue ask'd me» when I meant To pay vou -giinc. Dttke, That to Ibme other men,, Might ha beene neceliirie. Leave, And yoa wo'not Doe that, I tiaue another eafie Suite to you. Tttke, What is't I Lcdxv. A thing of nothing, I wo'd entreat you To part with this fame tranfitorie honour. Thisttifk cal'd a Dukedome, and retire, ' Like a good CkriftiaH Brother, into forae Religions houfe, it would be 8 great cafe to you, ' And comfort to your friends, efpecially To mee.thac would nettrooble you, with- the noyfe Of'money thus, and I could helpeit. Dm. Tis a kind, and honeft motion, oat of Charity, Meere Charity, fo 1 n^uft needs accept it*— Ileonely mat tv, and get a Boy, or two, Togouernc this poorc trifle for 1'me bound In dnty, to prouide for my Suceeflion. LtdV>* What doe ycu make of me, canncc I /erue . "Duke, Y"ou,th»r popound a benefit for my Sonle. Wo not nt gkei yoar owne I knowj wce'leboth Turne Fryers together ? Ltdw. And bee low fie? •' .. Duke, Any thing. Loaw. I (hall not haue a tjpufand Crownes ? T>u{e, Thou (halt. JL«<*ft>. Thenbea Duke flill. come lets loue.aad bee Fine Princes, and thou hadft but two or three Of my conditions, by this hand I wod not Care and thou were immortal!, fo i might _ Liae

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8 The Gratefull Servant. LSue with thee, and enioy this worlds felicity. Duke, Thai, pat mu in tune, how (hail's bee very Now in the inftinr ? "• , (merry Lodvr. Merry ? Duke; Yes. Lodve . M ;rry indeed t Duke. Yt$. L»dw. Follow me, lie bring you to a Lady? Du\e, FoaWbore.' Ltdw. That is'a little the courfer name. T>n ke, And can you doe the Pande r I or me ? Lodrv. A toy, a toy. What can afman doe lefle for any Brother, Tb'ordinary complement now a day es,wirb great ones. Wee proftitute our Sifters with kffefcruple Then eating fl :(h aad vigtl«3 'tis out r.t fafliioa To trnfl a Seruant with oar priuate flnnes, The greater tyc of blood, the greater faith, And therefore Parents haue beene held of late. The fafeft wheeles.on which the childtens laft, H 3td harried into a&, with fapplegrcatne fle, Nature doth weare a vertuous charme, and will Dae more in fofc compa&oa to ths finae, Then gsld or i welling ptomifes. T>uk*. QLodtoicke] Theie things doe carry Horror, he ie loft I feare, no I ha thought a fomethingcKe, Yoa (hall with me to a Lady -? Lodto, With all my heart. n Duke. Vntomy MiftWfle. LodUr. Your MiftrelK, who's that.' Duty, The faire fclemia. Lodw. Sheishoneft* fvifit, *Z)*«Yesj\vere fheorheiwifcfhowercnot worth my Not to loole circumftaoce I loue her. Led*

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The Gratefuh 'St*v*m. * Ltdt*. Hew? 'Duke, Honeftly. Ltd*. Yon doe net meant to marry her ? Duke, U fha'not be ay fault if Ike refute, To bee a Dutoheffc. Led*. A my Confcience, You arc in ear ae ft. Duke, As I hope to thriae in say defirct, come Yoa mall beare me company , and witnefle Howl woe her. Lid*. J commend Your nimble reflation, then a Wife Mad bee bad Somewhere, we'd y'ad mine, to fools Y oar appetite, take yoor owne ceut fe, I can Bat pray for yon ; the thoafand Crownes— Duke. Vpon Condition, yoa'l net refute, to Accompany. Lidw, Your Caroach quickly —flay- Now I thinke betteron't.my Wife Hues with hen They are Companions, I had forget that .' Duke, Shee'i take it kindly. Ltdtp. It were enough to put her I nto coneeipt, I come in leae to her, My Confutation will not beare it, Dukj. What? Not fee her / Ltd'*. Yet a thoufand Crownes— God buy Condcmne me to my wife < Exit . Dukyt Yeeheare Gentlemen/ (Tuff trance* grtm : With griefe my Lord , and wonder at your Duke, He is our Brother^we are confident Though be be wild he louesvs, twill become Vst'pray and Ieaue him to arayracle But to our owne affaire. Lout and thy golden arrow, weftuHrry, Hew yeule decide oar fecend Ocftiny. Extttm. C E»W

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-The Ca^ifutlSeruar)t. 10 E-iter Fdfcary with a Letter. Fofc. A 1. ;8Aand then tis <caled,this(he (hoaldkBOW Bet ter tl;en the ' irnpr-effion,. which I mad*, W ith the rud? fignet, tis the fame fh« left Vpon my lip, when I departed from her, And I haue kept it warme ftilh^ith ray breath. That in my prayeis hath mentioned her. Er.ttr Duleint, Tfule, My Lord.' Fefc : Dulcivo welcome, thou art foofic retura'd, Ho v dufl thcu like the Citie f Duic : Tis a heape of hand feme building. Fofc : And how the people f Duls : Myconuetfatien hach not age enough To fpsake of trlttn. more then they premife well? In tbeir-'afp-fi; bnt T hat eargumenr Enough in youmy Lo:d,<oiortifie O p i n ion , they are fc ir,d_ z nd fcofpitabie To ftrargrrs.' Fofc: Thy mdtilgenc.ro my wound, Which owes a cure vnto tfcy pretty Sorgcry. Hath made thee, too mcch Prifoner to my Chamber^ But Vfiz (hall waike abroad. T>hIc : It was my duty ? Sincfi'V on recciu'd it in my oanfe, and eould My blood haue wrought it (boner, it had beene Your balmy Fbnntaine, Fofc. Noble youth, Ithar.ketbee* SratrSen. How now, didftfpeake with him? vant. Ser. I had the happinefTe myLord to meetc him V Vaiiing vpon the Dake abroad, hee bad mte, Make halt witluheremembranceofhisSeruiee, H:ele bring his owne ioyes with birrs, inftantly, To welcome your returne. Fefc. Didft thourcqaeft His

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The Gratefutt Serua#t, 15 Paflionately. Fofc. H >s vertue will deferne More praite, he fuffers Sir for loue, in that He is a Gentleman, for n^uer could Narrow, and earthlv mindes,be capable Of Loees imprtflion, ortheiniury — He willingly forfooke his friends, and Country, Becaufe vnkindly for vnworthy ends* They would hauefore'dhim marry againfl his heart. He told me fo himfelfe, and it wcte finne, Not to belieue him, but omitting thefe, How fares the befit of Ladies my Cleona ? grim. Your Cletna e fofc. Mine, (heisinaffec^ioni She is not married. - Grim : No ? Fofc. She is in health ? $****» Yes. Vtfc. There is fomething in thy leokes, I cannot Reade by thy owns glolTe, and make me know, Thatdotibtfull text, to whom hathfhc g'uenrp, The hope of my felicitie, her heart, Since my too f atall ablence ? girt. Vntonone, Within the circle of my knowledge. Vefc. Then I am renew'd agen, may thy tongue neuer Know lorrowes accent* grim. Will you prcfently Vific her I fofc. I haue fent a letter, to Certifie, 1 am ftill her liaing Sernant. gnm. No matter, weele be there,before the boy, Thert is necefnty, it you knew all, Come lets away. ftfe. Agen thoudoftaflift My Souls with kalouiic, it (he haue Hill The

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i £ The G r at efull Servant. The elecre poffiUEon of her heart— Grim: But you are Dead Sir, remember that. Fofc. I (hall helming, And (bone enough prefent my felfe her frefe, Anda&iue Loeer. Grtmi If the Duke bee not Before you. -Fo/*: How i grim i The Duke, 'tis Co refolu'd. Yourriaall, if you Aill affeft Qletna, Within this houre.he means his firftfclicite And perfbnall fcige, loofe not your felfe with wonder. If you neglect this opportunity, She hauing firms opinion of your death, It will not be a myraele, if the Title Of Dotcbeflc be a ftroag temptation, Toaweake woman. Fofc t I mud taanke your loae, And Ceunfcll, bat for this time, difingage Yoar further ftay with me, she Duke may mute you, Profcrue his fauour, and forget me in Your conference,! would he ft ill cenceal'd, Let meconfider en ray face.agcn I thanke you, and diftrrifc yoa, gr\m : Quiet thoughts, Dwell in your breaft, in all things I obey you. You know you haue my heart. Ftfe-. She's bat a woman. Yet how (hall I be able to accnfe ber, With an y Iu ft c j , when (he thinks me dead, The Duke, I muftdoe fomething, lam full Of difeord, and my thoughts are fighting in me. From oar owne armie mull arife our fearc, When loue it felfe is turn'd a Matinecre. Exit. AC TVS,

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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The GratefuU Servant , 17 ACTVS, 2. SCjENA, i. Ent c r lacomo the Steward, and Servants, fac So, fo.yet more p:rfume, y'are fweet Scruing m:r.,m'ke cuery corner of the houfefmoake , beftirtc your (clues, cacry man know his Pronince , and bee officio; s to pie- fc my Lady . according to his Talent , hau.. youfurnifet out the bAi.quet t Serv. Moft, Methodically? fae. Tis well nere fhould banc beene a freffa fuite of Auras, but no matter, thcie beare the age well, let'em hang. Serv. And there were aMaske to entertainc his Highnefle? lac. Hang Maskes, let eaery conceit (hew his owne face, my Lady would not difguife her entertainement , and now I talke of difguifing, wher cs the BatJer ? 'ButU Here Sir. lac : Where Sirftis my Ladies pleafore.that you be dronk to day,yon will d.ale her wine abroad, the more liberally among the Dukes St ruants, you two are tall fdlowes,make good the credit of the Buttory,and when youaredrunke, I will lend others to releeue you, goe to yoor ftations, if his Grace come hither a Suter to my Lady , as wee haue forne caufe to fafprcr, and after mar ry her, I may be a great man, and ride vpon a reuerend Moyleby Patent, there is no end of my preferment , I did once teacb my Ladie to dance fla: muft then helpe me to rite ; for indeed, it is iuft, that onely thofe, who ger their liuing by their legs , Should ride rpon a Foot doth. Strv. Here's a young Gentleman •• defires to fpeake D with

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

1 8 The GratefuU Seruant. wirhmyLidy. fae, More yoang Gentlemen ? tell him I am talk* Ser, With my Ladic — — fae. Bafie with my LadieSir? Serv. Would (peake with my Ladie Sir .' fattm, I ha not done with my Ladie my felfe yet , hee (ball ftay. tis for my Ladies ft ; te, r.o time to inter. rapt my Lady, but now, lie know his bafineflc , and tatte it for my Lady, if I like it , fhee ihall beare more, but bid him come to mee , mee thinkes I talke , like a peremprorie Statef man already, I ftiall quickly learnc to forget my felfe, when lam in great office, I will opprefle the Subieft , flatter the Prince, take bribes a both fides, doe right to neyther, ferue Heauen aa farre as my profit will giuc mee ltaue, and tremble,onw ly at the Summons of a Parliament. Enter Dukin«% Hum t a Page, a very Page , one that would wriggle and preferre himfelfe to be a Wag, .is fo, haue you any Letter of commendations i Dutc, I haue a Letter Sir. fae em, Let me ft e the complex'onof the faces has it a handibme Title Page, is it SteloNtHt. T>ulc* 1 haac command Sir, te deliuer it, Te none, but to my Lady. lacomo-. A forward youth, I like him, hee is not modeft , I will affift his preferment , to engage bin to myfaSion, a .'pecia.ll Court policie, fee my Lady. Enter clfna> t^ifleUa. Belinda, Qten. Yet Say Belinda— — Bel. I befecch yoa Madam Allow e xenfe to my abrupt departure. There is a bufinefle of much confequence, And which yoa will net meurne to fee cft&cd, 3e.idss the duty that I owe my Lord* r«a^

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Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

The Grate full ' Servdtft. Compels me to ft Madam. (letnt. Well, butthat Wee are acquainted with your vertue, this Would moue fafpition you were not io Charitie with the Duke. "Belind : You are pleafant Madam, (lee. Yoa are (r acre, to bind your felfe too ftriS ly. FromCourtandentertaineraeats, tare your Lord Should chide you for it. tAflet, Jfitpleafe yea flay Your Ladifh rp and i'le conaer fe together, My vnkind fate hath indifpofed me, Tothefc ft ate ceremonies too. ■Bel. You willoblige me by your pardon? eit, Vfeyourplealare. e^/?. Nay you (hall giue me leaue a little farther. Here I am vfelefle. Exeunt isiftcBa, Belinda-;. lac. May it pleafe you Madam, This pretty Gentleman,h*s afuite to you, And lin bisbehalfe,he will beferuiceable, And a&iue in his place, a friend of mine. Dulc. Your Steward Madam, is too fall of xeale. To doe me a preferment, but 1 haue No other ambition, then to commend This paper to your white hands, fac. Neuerdoobr, Tis done, be bold and call me fellow. Clien* Be Youcircumfpeer. I pray, that all things haue Their perfect fhape and order, toreceiue The Dake,you know ourpleafure,notto (pare Or co ft, or ftudie, to delight his Highnefle. J ac. I hope I haue not beene your Steward fo long, B tit I know hew to pat your Ladifhip To co ft enough without ftudy . She readts. Ctttn. Stall I credit Da ft®

Shirley, James

Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

2o TheGratefuUSeruam. So great a bliffe .? the date is fre(h, Ftfcari Whom I thought deadline him fine hundred Crown* fac, Wewilldeuide cm* Clet. Stay. fac* You need not bid, I vfetomake'em ((ay, and long enongh, Ere they receiue fuch bounties. Clean. Treafurc is Too cheape a paiment for (b rich a meflage. fae, This is the right Court largefle. (let*, Imuftcallthec, My better Genius, haue you knownc this youth ? /<*<.-. If your Ladifhip like him,] haae known him long If otherwife, I acre (aw him in my life. ft. The day breaks glorious to my darkned thoughts, He liues, he 1 iues yet, ceate yee amorous feares, More to perphxe me, prethee fpeake fwcet youth, How fares my Lord ? vpon my Virgin heart, lie build a flaming Altar, to offer vp A t h ankefull £ aenfice for his retarne, To life, and me, fpeakeand increale my comforts. Is he in perfect health ? Dulc. Not perfect. Madam ,vnt ill you blefle him with The knowledge of your conftancie. Qton. O get thee wings and flye then, Tell him my loue doth burns like Veftali fire. Which with his memory, richer then all fpi'ces, Difperfed odours round about my Souk, And did refreit,(h when t was dail, and fad, With thinking of his abfence. lac. This is ftrange. My Lady is in Loue with him. Clem. Yetftay Thou goeft coo foone away, where is he fpeake ? Dulc. He gaue me no Commiflion for that Lady, He willfoene fane that queftion, by his prefence. Chtna't

Shirley, James

Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

The Grateful/ Servant. s i Cle : Time has no feathers, he walkes now on crur- Relate his gefturc when he gaue thee this, ( dies, What other words, did myrthfmileonhisbrow, 1 wouid not for the wealth of this great world, He mould fuip:ct my faith, what faid he prechee, D.tlc. He (aid, what a war me louer»wben detire Makes eloquentcould fpeake, he faid you were Both ftarre and Pilote. Clean* Not tofaft,my ioyes Will be too mighty for me. lac. I haue found it, That boy comes from the Duke, that letter loue, ' Twill be a match, and plcafeyour Ladifhip -— Cle e. Forbeare your Ceremonies,what needs all this Preparation^ if the Duke vouchfafe His pet ton for my gut ft , duty will tea eh me. To cntertaine him without halfe this trouble, He haue no ryot for his Highoefle* fac. Hum ? How's this. Ci etna, Be leffe officious, you forgeti — - Sweet youth, goe forward with thy ftory. lac* Hum? This is a Fayrie, and the Diuell fent him To make my Lady mad, twere well ro try . Whether he be fl ih and blood, ha, He pinch him firft. Ctetnt How now/ lac. My care (hall fee nothing be war. ting,for Your honour, and the Dukes. Clean. Your place I fee, Is better then your manners, goe tooj be Letfetroublefome, his Highnefle brings intents Of grace, not burden to vs, know your dnty, lac. So, I were beft keepe my felfe warme with my owne office, while I may, the Tide isturn'd I fee with in two Minutes * heere was nothing but looke to the D 3 Gal-

Shirley, James

Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

z i The Gratefull Servant. Gallery, perfume the Chambers, what Muficke for the Duke, a Banquet for the Duke, now, be lcfTe officious, Wce'l haue noryot for his HighnefTe,tis thisVrchin has vndone all our preferment. CI. The Suns lou'd flower, that (huts his yellow eur- Whenhedcclineth,opensitagaine ("taine, Atbisfaire riling, with my parting Lord, I cloi'd all my delights, till his approach, It (hall not fpread it felfe. Enter gentleman* gect. Madam the Duke/* Clean. A I read y. € nl tr lAfteRa a nd Ladie j • e///?. Hicisentred. Clean. Do not leaue me, I (hall remember more. £ »r*r tDnke,FabricbittSoranx.t Giant. Dulee. Excellent Clean*, fitm. The humble duty ©fa Subieft to yourHigh- 3?*%, Rife high in one thoughts, and thus fnetfe* Confirms we are welcome.tothefe eyes.our heart, Shall pay a lower duty, then obedience Hath taught your knee. Cle en, Your Grace much honours me, Till this white hourcthcfc walles were neaer proud* Tinclofe a gueft, the genius of our hoefe, Is by fo great a pretence wak'd> and glories, Te entertains you. Duke. Euery accent falls Like a freth Iewell,toencreafe her valew, Wee can out thanke Cleena. Clean. RoyallSir — Duke. Let mcreucke that haftyfy liable, Bat thanke thee, yes, wee can doe mere, and will* Wee haue a heart to do't, ear much green'd lifter 2 know yea doc not weare this fadrieflc.for Oar prefence. tAfi< If 1'ue any skill in mine ewn*9fc*, Sim

Shirley, James

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

The Gratefutl Seruattt. 23 Since they beheld yoa, they haue looked Mere cheerefally, then they are wont. ■Dttke, And yet I fee a teare is ready te breaks prifon, tAft. I z is of ioy to fee you fir in health, I hope the Prince is well ? 'Duke, Hew ill bee fo tAflclla, when he leaues to be vnkind To thee, but lee's forget him, Talc* Fame ha's not Iniur'd him, in the Character of his per en, And his (hspe promifcth a richer Soule, _' I feele a new, and fie tit fpirit dance, Vpon my amorous heart- firings. T>nkf, We are come j My fa ire &">**> Clean. With your Higbnefle pardon. That name was neuerfc attended, it Beeomcs year beuntie, bat not me to wearc That Title* Duke, What/ Clem, Or*,faire my Lord? "Duke, I laid you were my faire Qetna — Cleona. Sir.' 'Duke, I did apply, I hope't does not offend to call you fo, Y'are yet ray Subicft. Clem. When I leaue that name, may Heauen •—* Dukf, Be pleas'd to change it for a better, Cltona, It cannot. Duke, Doe not finae, tis in our power With your content, ce worke that wonder Lady. Cleona I want my tnderftanding. Duke, Ileexplaine, Cleona, Doc not beieeueit youth, by all the faith Of Virgins, He not change ray teruice, to Thy Mafter for bis Dukedeme. T>uU* Y'are too noble. M',

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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24 The Gratefull Servant. Dukj, What boy is that / Ha (jitttt ? Dale. Madam,the Duke obferues vs. Dale, (hafeenchim, It is no common face. Sarah* My Lord we know not, T>uke, Where is Grimundo ? giot. Not yet come my Lord. T>uk, Send for him (height, and bid him bring the Wegmeintohis keeping, yet, fotbeare, (picture Itisinvaine. Sar, My Lord, Cleaia waites Your farther rourtfhrp. Duke, Whither am I carried ? (Uan.l hope dread Sir.my houfe .dArds no obiecT, To interrupt your quiet. Duke. None but Heanenly, Or could this roofe be capable of ill, Youronely pretence Lady would conuettft. There is a v -rtuous Migickin your eye, For wheretbere it cafts a beame, it does Create a goodneffe, y'aue a handfbme boy. 'Dulc. The Duke is troubled ? Cleona. H-'saprettieyoarh. Dulc. I hope he wo'nottakeme from my Lady, I'efay I amherSernant. Duke, Something bindes My fpeech, my heart is narrow of a fuddaine, gtatte take fome opportunity To enquire that youths condition^name^and Country, And giue vs priuate knowledge, to cut off *Circum ftar.ee Lady, I amnotyourfrefh, And vnacqaainted Louer, that doth waft SaranTo The tedious Moone3 with preparation nhijpers with To his amot ou s fuite, 1 haue beene C(e*"*> lactme A long admirer of your vertucs, and D jc want tne comfort of fo fwect a Partner, Ill

Shirley, James

Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

[TbeGratefuHSerudnt. ' z% In our young fratr. Clean* You mock* your hamblc handmaid. Soran, A ftrargerfayeft? lacam: He brought fome welcome Letter To my Lady. Soranx.. Not know his name nor whence ? Jacam. Nomy goodLo.d. Soto, I like this well, ; ■ . My Lady does apply het to the Duke, Tnere n tome hep. agen, things may fucceed -, ■ This Lords difcoutfing w ith m e is an Omen Tom, familiarity wirhGreatnefle. 'Duke, Grimundt not come yet .? I am not well. Cle. Gooi H rauen d Jcnd, Angels prouS your Highncs. Duke, Y our holy players car not but doc me good. Continue that D-uotion, Charitie Will teach you a content to my departure. Clean. Iamvnhappy. 'Duke, Mike not me fo Lady, By trie leaft Erouok oi yoa r telle, I am Acquainted with chefe pafDonsjlfct me breath A hart vpon thy lip farewell agen Your pardon. Exit. Sara**., Tisavery ftrangediftempcT, And fuddaine, noble Lady we mull waire Vpon the Duke.' Sxeunt, lacam. My bud isniptagen. Would all the Banquet were in his b?lly fort. . Tiute. Let not my eyes betray me. Jac. I'mficketoo, Let not your Ladifhip repent your cot., lie haue a care the Swret meatc. bee not left. Exk. Clean. Acquaint him witbtbefe pitfages of the Duke, Tell him I long to fee him, and at laft To crowne the ft or y , fay my heart Dull know N> other Loue but his. 'Dulc, Iflycwiththis Goodnewes. ExitfD. Enter J at* B lau

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Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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24 TheGratefullSeruam, lac* Madam here is Prince Ltdwieky, Newly dilcoacb'd. Clean : Attend him .' fac: Moft officioufly. Cle on : Stay it can doe no harme. Aft. Eene what you pleafe. Clean. If he enquire for his Lady, anfwer She is not very well, and keepes her Cfcamber. lac* lie fay (he's dead it you pleafe,*ris my daty 1 le neuer fpeake truth while I Hue, that (hall Offend your Ladifhip. Clean: You may heareall, Enter Ltd*i*\*^and And when you pleafe appears. Fitro. Lad* s Sicke ? Where's her Doctor, Hebe acquainted with him, noble Lady. Clean : Your Grace is here moft welcome, Ledtr: I am bold ? Tier a . I 'm happy that my duty to the Prince Brought me to kiffe your hand. CV.Btfidc the honour done to me,your perfbn Will addc much comfort to tAft^Batyoat Wcake Lady, Ledw, She is ficke, mend let her mend , (heele fpend her time werfe, yet (he knowes my minde, and might doe mee :h. cur te tie to die oncejide take it more kindly , the n to be at eharge with a Phifitian* Cletn: You wo'dnot poyfenher ? Lad* : I thinke I mutt be driaen to't , what (hall a man dee with a woman that wo'not be ruled, I ha giuen caufe c nough to breake any reafonable womans heart in Savoy, tad jet you fee how I am troubled with her, butleauchertothe Deftinies, where is my Brother all this while ? I came to meet him.what ift a match ahead ie ? w hen (hall we diunce, andtryunphinthe Tilt-yard , for honour ofthehigh and mighty nuptials.- where is he? Clean .• My Lord he is gone. Led* i How/ Qttui Diftempcred. Ltdw,

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Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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The CratefullServvnt. 2 7 Ltdw. Not with wine/ Clean 1 Departed fickc. had* : Sne jeeres him, by this lip He loue thee9and thou Wot abate bira, I knew he would bat (hams himfelfe , and therefore durft not come with him, for mine owne credit , I warrant, became fierce vpon thee with tome parcellof Po etry , which he had on'd by hare out of Jaffa guarrini , or feme other of the fame melting Tribe, and thought to haue kroaght thy Maiden Towne to his obedience , ac the firft noyfe ofhis furious Artillerie- Clean. My Lord, you vnderftand me nor, your Brother Is net in health, fome vnkind paine within him Compeld h m to forfakc vs , Led*. Is it true? Thathe is ficke, my Brothers ficke fitrt. Pier* I am very well here. r . Lady ? So am not I , pray Sir appeare more ciaiil Orlihailleaueyou. Ladve-. True? Cleona : Tis too true my Lord . Lad* : No. no. truth is a vertaous thingiSnd we cannot haue too much on*t,d'eeheare,if I may couafcll you be wife, and ftay for me, you may bee ay wife within this Maneth, and the DurchefTe too. Cletn 1 Your Wife my Lord, why you are married. What Shall become other? Ledwt Is the not ficke ? Cleona : Baz are you fupe (heele dye ? Lour* ; What a ridiculous q jeftion.do you «ake,if death wo'not take afaire courfe with her, are there not reafons e> noughinftaterhinkeyoa, to behead her, or if that feeme cruel), beeaufe I do not affeel bloud.but for very good ends, lean be diuorc d from her, and leaut her rich in the Title of Lady 'Dtwa^er, Cleona : Vpon what oftAnce can you pretend a Diuorce? Laa* t B.caale (he is not rtuitfulljs not that a finne. Clean . Would your Lordihip haue her ti uic« ull,and yoa Nc'relyc with her, £ x Ledw.

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

g i. The Grate full Servant. Z Lad** H»uenotIknownea,Lady,whofehasbandUari Eunu^vpon Record, mother to three or fonre children and no free conference but commends her. vnl,fl_ Cl'o*. But thcfe things wo'not be eafily perfea, vnlcffe YauWereDaketoenfoiceem. . . aerhapsasficforHeauen, asanoiher, I know hee cannot ?« S'sfo well giuen, they neuerthrun .,aad then dee hinke ile keepe fcch a Religions Court m this corner lodge aCoueyofCapouchins, whofhalUealoufly W«*£* withor/tftocki^ hnneturne to Otters, appeare flefh , but really are fifh, ofth^ pleaforewhere delight in all her topes, and ftadied ya .e ties,euery minute courts theSoule, to aftuatc her chiefe CUon. Doe you neuer thinke 01 Hell / Ladw* Faith I doe, but it alwayes makes me melancho ly and therefore as feldorae as I can, my contemplation (ha pofnt thither, I am now inthe fpringof my life, wmtc. -will come on faft enough.wfaeo I am oid,I will be as methodical! an hypocrite, as any paireof lawne fleeues in Sauoy. Clean* I dare not heare him longer, Madam reicafe me. Enttr tAfiella* - Ud** Hownow,whcncecomeyou,wereyoDficke/ ~* /?. At heart my Lord, to thinke of your vnktndnefTe. Ladw At heart? iU nere beleeu;, without infpsttwnam I vnkind, goeto.theres not a friend inthe whole world can with you better, would you were Canoms da Saint , tis more then I w ifh my (eUe yet , 1 doe not trouble thee much on earth,and thou wertinHeauen,I wonld not pray to thee, for feare of disturbing thy ScrapOicalldeuotion. Aft. What Gone haue I committed Sir, deferues Thisdiftance.' ______ Clean. In Chriftian chantie falute her. Lad*. 1 would nothaue your Ladifhip too vcqtroas, The ayre is fomswhat cold,and may endanger Aweakebody* , .^

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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The Grateftdl Servdnt. ia another doty.my Lord required fro husband ♦ Ltd*, My Madam would ro rutte, hath your honour, no pretty dapper Monkey, each morning to giue > on a heat in a dance, is not your Djftor gameforec. Aft* Ifthefufpitionthat J amvnchaft — Ledk* VnchaflPby this hand I doe not know one honcft woman in the Dukedorac ♦ Clean. How my Lord, v hat doe you thinke of me/ LsdwA know not whether yon be a woman or no, yet. Clean, FyemyLord. Lad-x. What would you haue me doe, I haue notfeene her this fixe Moneths. *A$* Oh rather my Lord conclude my fafferings, Then thus with tortures lengthen out my death, Oh kill me, and 1 befeech you I will kiffe The inftrnment, which guidedby your band. Shall giue my griefe a period, and pronounce Enter grL With my laft breath, year tree forgiuentfle. mut-de * Lad*. No kill your felfe, more good will comeen'chow noW?nay then w*ate like to haue aprecious time on't* Clear, The Duke my Lord enquir'd for you. grim* I met His HighnetTe in retnrne, and he employ 'd me To bring backe knowledge of his better health, Which bee fayes, (hall enable him, bat to Exprefle ho w much he honours faire Qtl)nA* Clean* 1 am his (tedious Seruant, and reioyce In this good newts : your Brother is recouertd. ' Lodtt * 1 1, 1 knew be would doe well enough, now Sir / Grim : I haue fomc bufineffe, with you my Lord, Were you at opportunities Lod*. Some morall exhortations, they are ftuitleflc , I (hall neuer eat garlike with Diogenes in a Tub, and fpecalate the Starres without a fbirt.pretheeenioy thy Religion.and liueatlaft moft Phylofophycaliloufie. Grim; Mydcfigne is of an other nature* Clean : May I ©btaine fo great a fauoar Sir, Yon'ld be roy G««ft in abfencc of the D»to E 3 i I ««

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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5 o The €ratefull Servant, **m bntambitiou s,to remember His health in greeke-vi'me* Laim. So this Lady will be temperate, and vfe mee buj like a ftranger.without preffing me to inconuenicnces of kif. fingher, and other fuperftitiousCourtfhip of a Husband. Cleona : I will engage (heele notoffeod you. Lad*. And yet it goes again ft my conscience to tarry fo long in honed company, but ray comfort is I doe not vfe it, come away Tier a, yoa haue had a fine time on't. Clt'na i My Lord. Grim : I folio w Madam, yet haue comfort, Though reafonand example vrgc our feares, Heauen will not let you loofe fo many teares. Exeunt, Enter Fofcari.and Dulcini. Fofc* Did (he receiue my Letter with fuch ioy / Dulc, J wont expreflion my Lord, ro giue ycu The circa mftance, with a flowing Lone, Or rather with what glad deaotion She entertain'd it, at your very name, For fo 1 gueft, to which her couetous fight Made the firft hade, one might haue feene her heart Dance in her eyes, and as tne wonder ftroue To make her.pale, warme loue did fortific Hercheekcs, with guiltie bluthes, (he did read And kifle the piper often, mingled queftions, Some halfe propounded, as hcrSou.'e had beene Too narrow, to receiae what you had writ, She quite forger* Fefc. This wasbefore the Duke Came thither? * Dttlc : Yes my Lord. Fofc. And didft thou not Obferueher at his preftnec flscke that ferucur, Her former paflion had begot of me / Was (bet not courtly to him boy ? "Dulc. Sofarre As her great birch, and breeding might direer. A

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Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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The aratefuti Servant. 3 1 A Lady to behaue her felfe to him, That was her Prince. Fofc* She kifs'd hitn,did the not ? Dulc. She kifs'd. Fofc . He d id falace her ? T>ulc* Yes my Lord. Fofc : And didft not fee a flame hang en her lip, A fpiritbnfie to betray her loue. And in afigh conuey it to him / Oh, Thou can A not read a worn aa, did he not Woe her to be his Datchefle ? Dulc : Yes my Lord. Ftfc : Thoufhoaldft ha watcht herchsekethcn,there a Had beene a guilt indeed, a feeble anfWere, fbluft With halfea fmile, bad beene an argument Slice had beene loft, and the temptation Aboue ner fire ngth, which hid Iknowne.Icoald Ha flept, and neuer beene diflurb'd, although 1 had met her in a dr came. T)ulc% My Lord, yoa weaue Acautekfle trouble to your felfe. Foft, Ohlealoufie. « Iamafham'd— — 'Duic. if euer woman lou'd With faith, Cleona honours yoa aboue Mankind, 'twere finne botto faip ctio cha8, Sofurnifh'd with all vertue, your £&>»*. Fofc. It were indeed, I am ceo blame 'Dulcino^ Yet when theucom'ft to befo ripe, for fo Much miferie, asto loue, thou wo't excufe me, Dulc, My Lord if I might not offend with my Opinion, it were fafeft that youloofe No time, your pretence Would confirme a ioy To ey thcr, and preuent the Duke,whofe ftrong Solicits, may in time, endanger much The quiet of your thoughts . Fefe, Wh) can there be *,' Sufpition (he will vat te, doe net checke The

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3* ThcGratefull Servant. Trie confidence thon badft , vnfettle not, The faith I haue in thee, (hee can proue falfe. Dulc. M iftake me not, I doe not doubt her truth, But dice's a woman,and if you delay To inrerpoie your fcJfe,his Greatnefle may In time, without iniuftice to your Loue, Winne vpon her aff.&orr, you (hall doe A great impietie to ru g'e& her now. With fo much proofe, and loyakie or ho^oar. Fofc : OS neuer^neuer, and 1 will rewa* d H r loue, beyond example, thus DuL wo Thou (halt returne. 'Dulc : My Lord I had much rather Waiteonyoutn her. F&fc. TuflS, houvnderftandft not What I haue pu, pos'd , thou thai- prtfently Goebacke, and tell Cleooa, lam dead. Dulc. How dead/ Fofc* I boy, that I am dead, nay marke The irfue. Dulc : But my Lord, (he hack your Letter Tocheckethar. Fofc. Thouthaltframefomething.totake ThatetF fome fine inuention may be made, To fey tv>„ as forg'd, wee'le ftudy .bat anon, Inthe aSuranea.of ray death, which mull Betbdeliuered, as flu* (ball belaeac thee, She may £.ff:ft the Duke. Dulc : How Sir, the Duke ? F°fc : I, I, theDiike,for that's the plot, Imuftadaance, bn i I Dulc : And will you thus reward So great a loue to vou. j F'fc: B.-tt,b.ftofall, i Shall I be fo vngratefall te a Lady, Of fuch rare merit, when a Prince defires To make her great, by my vnworthy iateretl Dcttioy her blefiingsshinder fuch a fortune Fr©«

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The Grate full Servant. 33 Froaifaire Cleona Jet her loue the Duke, In this I willexprtffe the height, and gloric Ofmybeftferuice. Dale* Areyoufirinearneft? Fofc. I loue her, and can neuer fee her more, Pofteritie (hall learne new pietie In loue from me, it will become me lookeou, Cleona a farre off, and onely mention Her name, as I doe Angels in my Prayer, Thus (he deferues 1 thould conucrfc with her* g^ Thus I moft nobly loue her. Dulc. Doth (hee languifb Expecting you., and (hall I carry death To comfort her i good Heauen forbid this Sir. Se/c. Heauen doth inuite me to ir, (he (hall raigne Glorious in power, while I let fall my beads That fee might profper, be not thou an enemy To her and mee, I fee thouart vn willing Te this imp'.oyment, if th'aft any wife To tee me happy, to preferae my life, And honour, which was neuer more engag'd If 1 (hall thinke thou art not very wicked,; A falfe, differabling boy, deny me not This office, vfe what circumftanee then wilt, To thriue in this report, and thy fad breath, Shall giue a fained, faue a real! death. Exit* Dulc* I'me loft ith fpringing of my hope, (ball I . Obey him to de$ roy my felre / I mud, I dare not be my felfe, no neede haue they. Of other force, that make thegifelues away. . Exit* ACTVS.3. SCiENA, i. Enter lactms-. fae* 1 fmell a match agen, the Duke will fetch her about, here was another Amba&dour at Dinner,and hit Highnefle F m

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2A The GratefullSeruam. w againe expected, in confidence of my place that fliall bee, I will continue ray ftate poftare,vfe my toothpicke with dif* Cretion, and cough diftiaclly, what canbinder my rifing ? I am no Scholler, that exception is taken away , for moft of oar ftates- men, doe hold ita (avvcic thing , for any of their Ser uants,tobe wi(erthenthcmfeiues,obferuethe inuentorieef a great Nobkmans hoafe,markethe number of the learned, lie begin with them./w/»»w«,Chaphinesar.dSchoole. ma tters one, two Pag: s, 3.Gentlemen, 4.Footlroen, 6".Horfes, S.Swning c_t,atu.cs,aRd iccoupleof Dogs, a very Noble famrry; Enter 'Dulcino*. Dul . WorthvSir— - fac. My Lidy (hall be at lcifure for yoa prefently — It may bee you would fpeake with mee firft ? Dulc, I only entreat my Lady may haue knowledge that Jwaitchc:e. lac, I willcnriehmy Ladies vnderflanding, lie fiy no thing elfe bat that you are here (hall I ? that's enough if you haue another Letter. 'Dulc. What then? Jae, I would with yen deliner it to her owne hand , but vnder your fauour, the contents of the laft Chapter, had like to vndone vs all,and Cupid had not bin more mercifull. fry. 2)*/c Fearenothing,thenewes Ibring.willmakeyoumcr. /V.lde laugh at that,howfocueryouareheartily welcome and eucr (hall bee, yon doe beare no harmc of the Duke ? Dulc* No harmc ? lac. You (hall hcarernore fhortly.Ifavaomorcbuthei. uenbieSemy Lady and his Highacfie together, fbrmypart though I fpeake a proud word — lie tell my Lady that yea attend her. £x>t. Dulc. 1 prct.ee do,aodhaftenthsdifcharge Of my fad Embaflie, which *hen I haue done, And that it profpers in mineowne misfortune, Ik teach my breath to pray. Enter Cltana% Fabrnbio, lacomo* Fabr. A glorious fate Courts your acc.ptance,ar;dl hope your wifcdome Will

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The Grateful! Servant. jj Will teach youhow to raeete it.y'aue receiVd His H ghnefTe bofome, now He take my Ieaue, Clean: Will you not feethc Prince againc/' # Fabr* IiawhisH'ghnefle walking with grimuni , Toward the Garden,.and the Duke expels me. Th inke of a Dutches Madam * Cleona'. l'me not worrhy, '"' And needs mutt finke.vnder the weight offuch A titkimy humbleft Seruice to his Grace, I am his beades.womaa* Exit Fabricbia. Jac. Midarn, here's the Youth. CI. Art thouretarn'd already /why Were you So rnde to make him waite. Dulc* Since I arria'd, Tis but a paire of minutes* £Y«w»Thcy are worth As many da yes. lac. HelballbewithyoorLadifhip, Next time, before hecome, when I but (by bin A mile on. lie acquaint you, in my duty To your felfe, and my honour vnto him. Clean* Withdraw. fac Here is no couch, I doe not like My Ladies familiarity with a boy, ■" nl Me thinkes a man were fitter, and more able Togiue her a refrefeing.bat this Lobby Shall be my next remoue. Exit and /ayes Dulc* You will repent behind the bant- This welcome Madam. «£/. Clem, what harfe found is that? Thy lookes vpon a fuddaine are become Difmall, thy brow dull as Saturms iflee. Thy lips are hung with b!acke,as if thy tongue Were to pronounce feme Funerall. Dulc. Iris, Bur let your vertue place a guard about Youreare, it is too weake a fence tetrad With a tad t ale, (hat may di fperfe too foone*' ?*. The

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Thy -6 ThcGr ate full Servant. The killing Syllables, and feme one, or other Find out your heart. Cleok: The Mandrake hath no voice Like this, the Rauensand the night birds Gng More foft, nothing in Natore, to which feare tf ath made vs faperftitioas, but (peakcs gently Compat'd with thee,difcharge thy fatall burden, I am prepar'd.er ftay, but anfwcreme, 1 will and 'aue thee breath,and qnickly know Thetotallofmy forrow^sFofc 4r» Dead fince I (aw thee laa/Or hath feme wonnd, Or other dire misfortune feal'd him for The graue, that though he yet hue,I may bid My heart difpalre to fee him? Dulc. Noneofthefe, Since laft ( (aw you Madam. (fieona. Noncof thefe ? Then I defpife all (orrowboy, there Is Not left another mifebiefe in ray fate. Call home thy beaatie, why doft looke fe pale * See I am arm'd, andean with valiant bloud, Heare theedifeourfe of my tcrrour now, Mc thinkes I can in the aflurance of Hi* fafety.hearc of Battailcs,Tcmpeft,Death, With all the horrid fhapesthat Poets faneie, Tell me the tale of Troy, or Rome on fire, Rich in the trophies of the conquered worUS, I will not toed fo many teares. to Uue The temples, as my »y doth faenftec, To hearemy Lord is well«v Dulc. Tarne them to gncfe, Agen, and here lex me k'neele, the accaTer Of bin, that bath deferu'dmorepuodhmeat, Then your wrong'd pietle will iafii«» Qeon, Doft knee lc, And call thy felfe accufer ? Dulc. Yes. . Qton, Ofvghom?

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The GratefuBSeruant . g J Thy Lord, take heed,for if i be a ledge I (hall condemns thee ere thou fpeake. Dulc* Yon may, Bat I accufe my felfe, and of an iniurie To you. £7*«*4. To mee/ Dulc, Too great to be forgiaen. Clean : My loue to him thou feru'ft, hath found a pardon Already for ir, be it an offence Againftmy life. Dulc* For his fake, you mud punife, Deare Madam, I haue finn'd againft his Ghoft, In my decerning you. Cleona. HisGhoft/ Dulc, And if. His Soule hath not forgotten how he leued you, 1 rauft expect him to affright my dreames. And prooue my waking eu ill, the truth is, My Lerd is dead. Qeon. How dead / when ? where / did I _ Not heare thee fay, fnca I recein'd his Letter, He was aline ? Dulc. No Madam. Clean* Benotimpieas. Dulc, I faid that neither death.nor any blacke Misfortane hadbefalne him, fince I gaae The Letter to yoa. Cleona. Grant this truth, I am Secur'd agen. Dulc : 'Las he was dead before, I'm fare yoa could not chute bat heare as much, It was my wickedneffe arriu'd, to mocke Your credulous heart, with a deuifed Letter, I know you are in wonder, what feould moue mee, To this impofture, fare it was no malice. For you nere iniur'd me, and that doth make My crime the more deform'd, all my ayme was, Beeing a ft ranger here, and wanting meanes After my Lord} death, by this cunning, to F I Procure

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

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3 8 The Grateful/ Seruant. Procure feme bounty from yoa, to fuftaine My life, vntill by form geod fortune, I Might get another Matter, for I knew There was no hope to benefit my felfe, By faying he was dead,good Heauen forgia. me And keep.' ray eyes from weeping. Clean, Thou haft vndonc me, Like a moft cruell boy. Dulc. M*dam,Ihope I (hall repairs the mines of your eye, Whenldtclaretbecaafe.thatkadesmeto This ftrange confeflion, I haueobferu'd The Duke dots loue you, loue you in that way, You can deferoe him, and though 1 hiue finn'd, I am not flubbome in my fault, to futLr yoa, In thebelicfeofmydtceitfull Aery, • To wrong yourfortune.by neglect of him, Can bring your merit fuch addition, Of ftate and title. Cleona •. Doeft thou mocke agen ? _ • • •Da/c.-H.-aaen knowes.l haue no thoughtof focb impiety, Ify )u will not belceae, that for your fake I haue betrayed my felfe, yetbefo charitable, To thinke it fbmethingof ray duty , to The Duke,whofe ends ,wbile they are juft, and noble. All loyallSubiefts, ought to ferucfor him. Whom I am bound to honour, and 1 loue him. Elfe may I n.uer know one dayof comfort. I durfl not withoat gaik ot treafon. to His chad defires.dcceiue you any longer. Colk6t your felfedeere Madam,in the graue, Thtred.velsnoraufickcinthe Dukes embrace You mcete a perfect happinetfe. Cleona : Btgon, And neuer fee me more, whoeacr knew Falfhood fo ripe at thy yeares? Exit, Dulc. Is not yet My poore heart broke •' hath nature giacn it Its

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The Gratefu/lServvnt. 3? So ftrong a temper, that no wound will kill me/ What charme was in my gratitude to make me Vndoe to many co/iiforts with one breatfc, Or was it to; fowefinr.e 1 hadtofati.fie? Ihauenotoncly widowed Cleona,- But made my felte a miferie bent ach, An Orphanr, i ntre came to haue a friend, I ha d.ftroy'd my hope, that little hope, I had to be to happy. Ucamoceixci furtb. lacfm. Is't e'ne fo / My friend>what make you here ? whofent foryou?b«gon dee hesre, begon I fay the word too , there is a Porteis lodgeelfe, where you may haue due chaftifemcnt.youle be* Dais-. Tmeforry, (gon. 1 haue offended Sir. Exit Dale. Inc. So am not I, Let m°. fee, feme body is dead , if I knew who, no matter 'tis one tnatray Lady lo-a'd,and 1 am glad tohcarc it , (or mineown^fake, nowt-'f.'wfoeedtheDake* plough and turne me loofe to a priuy ConncelJor. Enter Sar i *.»» Ser. Signiot facams, where's yoar Lady?1 lac. She is within my good Lord, wiltple3(e you Walfce this way ? Sor. Prethee make haft, the Duke is camming. Exeunt. \ac* I finellhim hitherto, Enter fc.como prsfently.- Solo. I willtake this opportunity, to prelent my felfe to hisHighnsffe,thatheemay cake particular notice , of my bulke and perfonage, hee may ehance fpeake to me , I haue common places to anfwer any ordinary queftion , and for oiber.he (hall find by my impudence, I come not feortof a perfect Courtier. H:re hee comes, I will dilTembk (bote conteraplarion,and with my hit on, giue him caufetoob* ferue me the better. Enter the Duke, and Lards* Duke, What fellowes that? g.tot. A Seruant of Cleona f, TheDuky extends hk Fabr, Sigoior? bandjacomo ktjfes it. lacam*

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40 The Gratefull Servant. f acorn. Your Highnefie humbk creature, you haue bleft my lips, and I will weare them thredbare, with my prayers, for your Graces immortallprofperitic. Enter SoranM. Duke, ,f»n*fi£«isretura'd, "HoVihxes fteana} Ser. My Lord not well.I found her full of fadneffe, which is increaft, fhec cannot as becomes her duty , obfcrue your Highnetfe. I acom: One word with your Grace in priaate> feeeisas well, aseither you, or (. Duke , Sayft tbou fo i f acorn, There came indeed before yoa certaine newes, that a noble Gentleman, I know not who, and therefore he (hall bee nameleffo, but feme deare fricndpf hers , is dead, and thats all, and that has pat her into a melancholy mood, with your gracious pardon, if I were worthy to bee one of your Coanfellonrs— — — Duke, What then/ laco. I would aduife yeu.as others dee,to take your owne eourfe, yourGraceknowesbeft, what is to be done. Duke* So Sir; Didfl thou not fee that pretty boy I told thee of/ Soranl^o. No my good Lord. T>u\e, We are rcfolu'd tocomfort her,fet forward. Giim. Youhadfimplegrace.? lac. A tench or fo , abeame with which his Highneflc, Doth vfe iok<:epe defert warms, good my Lord, It is not come to r.hat yet. Exeunt. Enter Fofcari_ and a Servant. Fofc i Goe to the next rdigioua boufe, and pray, Some Holy Father come and (peake withmee, But haflen thy returne, I dare not looke on £xit Serv. Myfelfe,Ieaftl forg.-t to doe her honour, And my heart prooue a partiall Aduccite, I muft not entertaine with the femcthought, Cleenazrtd _r>f Loue, lead ray owtae palfion Betray the rt (blution, I ha made, To make my feruice famous to all ages, Bee

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Tk imefutl Servant: 41 A legend that may ftart ]« wanton blond, And ftrike a c'lilnerTe through the acliueVefnee OfnobkftLoucrs, when they beare, or read, That to advances MiftreiTe, 1 haue giucn her. From mine owne heart, if any (hall be fo Impious at my memory, ro fa? I could not doe this acr, and loue her too, uome power diuine, that knew how much I Iott'd her. Some Angellthat hathcarc to right the dead, Punifethat e-ime t'orrae,and yet me thinks, Inlbchacaafe mv owne enraged Spirit, In pirry of my afees, fo prophan'd, Should nimbly lift my fweatmg marble vp. And lcape into my daft, which new inlifcn"d Should walktohim,thatqacflionsdmy honor. And be its owne re nenger,he is come. Enter VaUntie, Welcome good Father, a reltgiam man* I fent to intreat your helpe, but firft, pray tell me, I haae no perft& memory, what Saint Ciues title to yoarO, det/ f«l. Weedoeweare rhe Scs pular of Saint Bemut Sir* Eafc* Your Charity vlake you ftill worthy of that reuerend habit, haue a great Deuotion,tob:emade 1 Broi her of your facred inftitution, iVhat perfon* of grear birth hath it r-ceiu'd / Val* To fafhion my reply to your demaund, sfrotto boad, though I pr^claime the honours )f ouf proftfhon; Foare Emperours, ;o>-ty fixe Kings, and one and fiftie Qaeencs, k^iifchang'tftheir Royall Ermines for oar fables, |»hefe Cobles haue cloth'd the heads of fourteene hundred, \nd dxe Kings Sonnes, of Dukes, great Marquifes, And E irks, two thoufand and aboue foare hundred Haue turn'd their Piiccely Coronets, into An humble Corronet of hairc of haire. left by The Razour thus. G F#/*%

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.j The Gratefu/l Seruant, Fofc* N.->, icisnot. There is a Suane ten times more glorious, Then that which rifethin the Eaft, attracts me To feed vpon his fweet beames, and become A Birdot Paradife, a religious man To rife from earth, and no more to tnrne bacfce, But for a burial!. Val* Thinke what tis you doe, It is no thing to play tho wanton with, I n the ftrong bended paffien of an humo ur, For afriendt d:atb»a Kings frowne»or perhaps LoffeofaMidrefie. Fofc* Oftillbletfe the guide Whauuer, that (hall leade this happy way. Val* My Lord, the truth is like yourcoareofarflies., Richeft whenplaineft, I doe fearerhc world- Hath tir'd you, and you feeke a cell to reft in, As Birdes that wing it o're the Sea, feeko (hips, Till they get breath, and then they flieaway, Fofc* Doc not mistake a piety. I am prepared And can endare your drier mortifications, Good Father then preferre my humble Suite, Toyonr Supcriour for the habit, and Let rac not long expect yoa, fay I am, Noble, but humbieft in my thoughts, Val* Igoe, Meane time examine well this new defire, Whether 'the a wild fiaih, or a Heauenly fife. Exit* Fofc* Now my good boy. Enter Dulcittei Dulc* Sir, your eommand is done, And the bcleencB / Fofc \ That I am dead Dulcina ? t Dulc: That you are dead, and as (hee now fcom'd life Death lends her cheekeshis palenene.and her eyes Telldowne their drops of fihaer to the earth, Wifcing bertearcs might raine vpon your graue. To make the gentle earth produce fome flower, Should beare your names and memories. Fofct

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The GraUfull Servant. 34 Eofc. Buttfioufeeft, IMns'Dulcmo . Dale : Sir I Ihould bee bled , If I did feeyon fooght the meane to Hue, And to Hue happily, O noble Sir, Let raee vatrcad my fteps, vofay my words, And tell your loue* you liue . Fofc. No my fweec Boy, Shee thmkes not much amiffe, I am a man But of an houre or two, my will is made s And now I goe, neuer more cheerefully, To giue cternall fare well to my friends. Dulc* For Heauens fake Sir,whars this y 08 Bjeafie to do? There is a feare fits cold vpon my heart, And tels me «— ■ Eofc : Let it not mitinformt thee Boy, lie rfe no violence to my fclfe, lam Relolu'd a courfe, wherein I will not dqubt, But thou wilt beare mee company ? wee le enter Into Religion. _Dule: into Religion ? Fojc. O cis a H?auenly life, goe with me boy, Wee'l imitate the finging Angels there, Learne how to keepe a Qaire in Heauen, and (corrie Earths tranfitory gloric, wo't "Duleino ? Dulc* Alas my Lord, I am too young. Fofci Too young To feme Heauen / Neuer, neuer, O take heed, Offnchexcufe. Dulc. Alas what (hall I doe ? And yet I'me weary of the world, but how Can I doe this / I am not yet difcouered. Sir, I (ball ftill attend you. Fofc: Th'art my comfort, I haue propounded it already . to A 'Benedittittet by whole meanes we may Obtaine the habit, day thou and espeft him, I rauft bee abfent for a lis tie time, G 2 t©

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a^ The Gratefull Servant. Tofinife fomething, will conduce, to my Etcrnallquiet,if th'haft any temple, Hee will direct thee, hauing both made eaen W ich earth, week trauaile hand .in hand to heauen. Exit* Dulc. Fortune hath lent me a profpe&iuc glafle, By which I haue a looke beyond all ioye?, To a new world of roiferie, whats my beft Let it be fo, for ( am hopektfc now, And it were well.if when thofc weedes I haue» That I might goe di%uifed to my graue. Exit* Enter Lodrvickel and grimundo* Lod*, This isftraoge. Grim. You know I haue giuen you many precepts of honeftie ? Lad*. And you know how I haue followed em. grim. To mine owne heart, Ihaae made tedious dit coutfes of Heauen toyee,andthe morrall vermes, numbred vp the duties of a good Prince , vrg'd examples of vermes , for your imitation. Lodw, To much purpofc. grim. Seem'd to fweat with agony and vexation , for your obftinate coutfes, reproou'd you, nay fometiraes made complaints of 5 on, to the Duke. Led*, And 1 ha curft yoa (or it. I remember. grim* Alasmy Lord, Idurftdoenootherwi(e,was not the D:. kc your Father an honed man .and your Brother now foolifely rakes after him, whofe credulities , when I had al ready coozened, I was bound to appeare fioicaiL to prcfetne the opinion they had conceined of me. Lodw* Podible. Grien. h fpeakesdifcretion and abilities, in States, men, to apply themfelues rotheir Princes difpofition , vary a thou f»nd fhaps, it rrebehoneft, we pur on a forme ofgrauity, if he be vinous, wc are Paralites, indeed in a politique Com mon wealth, if you obferne well, there is notmrg but the ap* pearance.and likcnclle of thing* that catrieth opinion ,yout cat men will app^are oddcaed phantaftic _\\ , and tooles

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The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.]

London

The GratefuS Seruant. 47 are often taken for wife Officers, your moft actiuc gallants, feeme to carry their owne riaire, and your handfomeft La diis their owne faces, you cannot know a Secretary from a ScholkrinbUcke, nor a Gentleman Vfher in Scarlet, from a Captains, your ludge that is all compos'd ofMercy, hath dill the faceof a Phylo ophcr, and to tome is more ter rible and dabbed, then the Law it telle. All things are but repretentation, and my Lord, howfoeuer I haue appear'd to you, I am at heart one of your oh ne Se&, an Epicure, bee but io tubtk to feeme honeft, as I doe, and we will laugh at the fooiifh world in ourCels, declaime againft intemperate Jiutrs, and hug our owne Licentioufneffe, while wecfurfet our Souks in the darke with Nectar and Ambrofia. Lad* Can this be earned, you did talke of Hell and Bug beans. grim, I confefle, and were you in pabliqae , I would vrgemany other empty names to fright you, put on my Ho lyday countenance, and talke nothing but diuinity, and gol den fentences, looke like a foperlicious Ekkr.with a ftatch'd face, and a tunable nofe, whiul he is edifying his Neighbor woman. Lod. You were a Chriftian,how came you to be csnuerred. grim. I thinke I had anamegruenme, andthats all 1 re taine, Icouldntuer endure really , their feaerc difcipline, marry for my preferment, and other politique ends, 1 haue, andean ftilidifpencc. with fading, prayer, andathoufand fond auderities, though i doc penarcefor em in priuate. Led .Let me as ke you one queftion,were you m uer drunk ? grim, A thoufand times in my dudy? that's one of my re creations. Lodw. How chance I could neuer fee't in you,youknow 1 would ha beene drunkc for company. Grim, But I durft not trad fo young a (inner , forlal. wayes held it a maxime , to doe wickedneffe with circutn fpec~tion. Lodw* Wickedneffe ■/ Grim. I fpeake in the phrafe of the foolifh world , that holds voluptuoufnetfe a crime , which you and (, and euery G 3 wife

Shirley, James

Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person]

England

England

English