 | The Rivall Friends |  |
Act. 3.
Scen. 1.
Anteros. M. Mungrell. Hammershin. Loueall.Ant.
The day's our owne, we haue the Sun, the winde,
And all that can be call'd aduantages, beare vp.
As I'me a Gentleman, and an elder Brother—
Ante.
St, not a word.
Mung.
You wrong me Sir, I will sweare out my sweare, as
I am a Gentleman I must, and will sweare.
Ant.
Nay sweete Master Mungrell
Mistake me not, I doe not goe about,
For to depriue you of that ornament,
That fashionable quality: I but entreat you,
For to bee frugall in your language, and,
To husband your lungs; you haue an enemy
That will require them all, had you more oathes.
Mung.
How? Doe you thinke I haue no more? by my—
Ante.
Oh, hold, hold, hold.
Mung.
Nay, you shall heare mee, by—
Ante, stops his mouth.
Ante.
O, O, O.
Mung.
By my—by—my indad law.
Ante.
By my indad law, you'le spoyle all, why you'le spend
all before the time. But see your adversaries are at hand.
Loue.
Stay.
Enter Loueall. and puls out his watch.
I'ue hit the very punto, this same minute,
Do's cut the hower into two equall portions.
Ant.
You that are growne a Time-obseruer, you
With that fine pocket Saturne in your hand;
Looke this way.
Lou.
But are these your Champions?
Ant.
They are my Conquerours, if you please: but where
are your imployments?
Lou.
They'le bee here immediately.
Ant.
No more. Loueall, please you to take notice
Of these Gentlemen, they are of ranke, and my friends.
Lou.
Sweete Sir, my only wish is that my fortunes were but
of growth, to shew in what degree of honour, I hold any
whom you shall vouchsafe to call a friend.—I thirst to know
you Sir.
Ant.
Doe not sweare yet.
Mun.
Why so?
Ant.
Nay as you please.
Mun.
Sir I desire you to pardon
me, I must not sweare yet, my Generall will giue the word when
I must vent.
Ante.
'Tis no great matter, if you throw away Cudnigs,
Or beswiggers, or some such innocent oath vpon him.
Mung.
Say you so?
[The Scholler offers to salute Loveall who regards him not]
Ham.
When will he come towards me?
Sir may I know your name?
Mung.
My name Sir? why
Sir? I am not asham'd of my name Sir. My name is Sir M. Mung.
Sir. A poore elder brother Sir. And yet not very poore neither
Sir. Heire to six, or seuen hundred a yeare Sir. My father is a
Gentleman Sir. I haue an Vncle that is a Iustice of Peace Sir. I
can borrow his white Mare when I please sir. She stood him in
thirty peeces sir.
Lou.
A Mungrell Sir?
Ant.
Only be sure you be not dash'd.
Lou.
Ashamed of your name, say you? You come of a very
great house, I'le assure you; I know many of the Mungrels that
are able to dispend, yeerely, more then I am willing to speake of
at this time; and which keepe their Sonnes as Gentlemanlike,
at the Innes o'th Court with as good cloathes on their backs, as
rich belts, and as faire guilt rapiers, as the best Gentlemen o'the
Land Sir—O well said, come lift vp brauely now.
Sce 2.
Anter. Noddle-Empty. Loue. Will Wiseacres. Hamershin. Mr. Mungrell.Anter.
Tis a hundred to nothing, but these are they, looke to
your standing, and be sure you suffer him to offer first; you haue
the more advantage.
Nodd.
Let me alone, if I doe not vtterly confound him, let
mee neuer weare good suite of clothes more, I haue not read the
Arcadia for nothing.
Lou.
Anteros, a couple of friends of mine.
Ante.
Sir I shall count my selfe fortunate in their acquaintance;
Sweete Sir—worthy Sir.
Nodd.
Sans complement
Mounsieur, Iesuis, vostre tres humble varlet.
Lou.
There's one of his parcels gone, he has but three more
in all the world.
Ant.
Signior mio molto honorifico, per testa del mio padre, io non he
altro, advffirirui, che me stesso, però capitale di me, è splendetemi
per quel chio vaglio.
Nod.
Do's he speake French Sir?
Lou.
How thinke you Sir?
Noddle.
Nay but well I meane?
Lou.
O admirably, take
heed what you doe, hee's a great Trauailer I tell you.
Noddle.
Gods mee! is he so? I'le not meddle with him
then, I would haue tickled him else.
Ante.
Signior, io mi terrei
ricco s' io hauessi solamente le decime de i vostri favori.
Nod.
Nay Sir I am not so well skilled in the language, as I
peu, Monseur, tellement quellement.
Ante.
May I be so bold as to heare your name Sir?
Nod.
My name is Nodale Empty Sir.
Ant.
An Inns 'othe Court man Sir?
Nodd.
I haue pist in some greene pots in my dayes Sir.
Will. Wis.
Ny name is William Wiseacres Sir. I am to of a Sanguine
complexion.
Ante.
In good time Sir.
Wise.
Very melancholy sometimes Sir.
Ante.
Like enough Sir
He offers to feele him by the nose end.
Wise.
Ha, he, he, he—
Loue.
Ha, ha, ha, he,—O my sides—
Ant.
Gods my life! I should loose it all were my patrimony
layd on't. Come on Sir, brace me your inuention to the height,
you see your Antagonist.
Loue.
To him, ferret him, ferret him.
Nodd.
Noble Sir may I bee so ambitious, as to desire my
name, to be enrolled in the Catalogue of your well wishers.
Ham.
I doe honour the very shadow of your shoe strings.
Loue.
You'r mock'd Sir, hee weares bootes.
Hamm.
And am wholly your's cap a pea.
Noddle.
Pox on't, I made full account, to haue had that next
my selfe, how came hee by it trow?
Ham.
What say you Sir?
Noddle.
I say Sir, that it is your best course, to take heede
how you make a deed of guift of your selfe, for feare some of
your friends suffer for it, for the Physnomy of your boot, tels
mee, it was neuer made for you, I doe not thinke but you borrowed
them.
Ham.
And I say Sir, that it is better to borrow then to
take vpon trust, and neuer pay, as many such gallants as you doe.
Ante.
Loueall, this heat is done, lets rub, and walke.
Loue.
Agreed, Master Empty, take some pitty on the Scholler,
let him breath a little, wilt please you walke?
[Louell & Nod walke. Ant. and Ham. walke.
Nod.
I am your Seruant.
Ant.
Well done, 'twas smartly followed; but lets walke;
Wise.
Ha, I don't thinke ne're goe Law, but I haue seene
you some where.
Ant.
You're beholding to your eyes for that.
It may be so.
Ant.
Loueall, looke, looke, looke, another heate.
VVise.
Don't you vse sometimes about Stamford side?
Mun.
Yes Sir, I haue hunted, and hawked, there abouts Sir
in my dayes, and beene in Sara's hele too Sir, I was at the last
horse race, Sir, when Veluet-heeles, and Currants run Sir, I haue
some reason to remember it, I am sure, I was cheated of twenty
peeces there, Ile sweare vnto you Sir as I'me a Gentleman, and
an elder Brother, I'me a very foole—
Lou.
Out you Nullifidian, don't let the Gentleman sweare,
tak't vpon his bare word.
Wise.
Nay Sir, I'le belieue you without swearing.
Mun.
Nay but conceiue me Sir. I was a very foole (as I
said before) to bee drawne in after that manner, I would faine
see the best cheater of them all, gull me of so much now.
Wise.
Well sir, I desire your better acquaintance. I haue the
best wine in Towne for you, please you to accept.
Mun.
Thanke you sir.
[They shake hands, he feeles him by the nose end.]
Wise.
I think you & I are much vpon a complexion. He, he, he,
you haue lost your mayden-head. If it please you Sir to come to
my lodging Sir, when you come to London, I shall thinke my
selfe very much bound to you, I haue some pretty bookes there
to lend you, I haue Aristotle's Problemes in English, and Albertus
magnus de secretis, I, as I am a liuing soule.
Lou.
Let's take 'em off.
[They part, Lou. walkes with Wis. Ant. with Mun.]
Nod.
Troth Sir you haue a very neat suit there, I am much
taken with the proportion of your hose, 'tis a deepe French Sir.
I haue a Sattin suit to make shortly, and I would bestow, some
twenty dozen of gold lace vpon it, if I could but purchase the
knowledge of such a Taylour as your's, I should thinke my selfe
beholding to my Starrs for it.
Ante.
O your walking faculty, it is the only thing, now
adayes your Gentlemen practise.
Ham.
Indeed Sir, I thinke it bee time for you to seeke out
for a new one, for I thinke your old one will trust you no
longer.
Ante.
Should you but see them walke in Paules, or in the
Temple, with what a rauishing garbe—you would admire.
He, he, you are such a merry man, but indeed I hold that
Tobacco is very good for Phlegmatick complections.
Ant.
Your hilt a little forwarder; very good, your very rapier
sheakes French; I protest hee showes in the gracefull carriage
of his legge, as though he had been a man of fourtie playes,
fifteene moutings.
Mun.
Nay, I shall doe well in time.
Nod.
Gods me! you haue staind your cloake sir, how will
you doe? I doubt the Gentleman that lent you it will be angry.
Ham.
Thinke you so sir?
Ant.
Well, there's no remedy, I must goe and relieue my
Scholler.—Sir, a word in private, do you know that gentleman?
Nod.
Yes sir, I haue read Overburies Characters; he is a silly
fellow in blacke, I take it.
Ant.
Well sir, how ever you dis-esteeme him, I could wish
you would take heed of him; I wonder hee did not strike you
all this while. Go to, I say no more, I hold him to be the stoutest
man of his hands in all this side o'th countrey.
Nodd.
Is he so?
Ant.
Why he is sent for far and neere by the valiant of the
Parishes, to play matches at football: I tell you hee is the onely
Hammershin this Shire can boast of; not a Servingman can keep
a legge or an arme whole for him, he ha's a pension from all the
Surgeons within the compasse of fortie miles, for breaking of
bones.
Nod.
Nay for my part sir, let him be as tall a man as he will,
I doe not care a pin for him, (doe you see) for I doe not meane
to quarrell with him, onely I make account to jeere him a little.
Ant.
Well, take heed, say I.
Nod.
Nay sir, I'le take your counsell, I'le go and fetch my rapier
I left within, and then let him doe his worst.
Ant.
Follow him, follow him, the exalted mushroome—
a whorson butterflie, he ha's nothing to jeere you for but your
borrowed cloake and bootes; and I don't thinke but they bee
your owne for all his talking.
Ham.
No indeed, to tell you the truth, I borrowed them of
a Batchelour of our house, mine owne lye in limbo at a Barbers
shop for Tobacco.
Ant.
But why dost not beat him man? Gods me! beat him.
Ham.
Nay, I would haue bin at him, but that I was afraid—
Ant.
Faith, to doe them right, there be many of 'um that haue
run through the discipline of a Bawdy-house, & learnt to quarrell
there, and haue seene the entrailes of a Fence-schoole too, and in
one word are sufficiently valiant; but that proues not a generalitie.
There are of them (I'le warrant you) as there are of your
schollers, some that weare swords, only to scare fooles.
Ham.
Nay sir, I would haue you to know, that I am neither
afraid of him, nor his sword: but I would not willingly die yet,
if I could helpe it.
Ant.
Fear't not man, thou shalt liue I warrant thee, to see
thy good name buried before thee. Haue you nothing about
you to strike him with?
Ham.
Yes, I haue the key of my study dore in my pocket.
Ant.
O nothing better then that, follow him, to him, to him.
Ham.
Shall I, i'faith? shall I?
Ant.
Never stand, shall I? shall I? but doe't.
Ham.
Ne're goe, and so I will: Ile teach him to abuse any
of our cloath againe.
Ant.
St, Mr Mungrell.
He whispers him.
Mun.
As I'm a Gentleman, and an elder brother—
He runs after them offring to draw.
Loue.
But how now Anteros? what businesse is this?
Ant.
Can you but hold your peace, and follow them
With your sweet William? nay, but will you goe?
Ex. Loue. & William.
You'l loose the banquet if not presently.
Scena 3.
Anter. Endym. Pandora, Placenta.Anter.
O, O.—
Would I could loose my selfe, become a Mouse,
Or flie, that I might find a cabbin here,
To hide my selfe from these same women. O,—
He climbes the tree.
But I will climbe this tree—
Pla.
I wonder much
Where our two loving friends should lye so close;
There's not a place where they doe use, but wee
Haue visited this morning. I doe long
To giue them this most pleasing spectacle:
But I will now search the Iustice his house,
Exit Pla.
Pan.
Endymion,
Another kisse; loe thus I will reuenge
She kisses Endym.
My selfe on those two frozen Louers; thus,
And thus, and thus—Revenge, how sweet thou art
Vnto a woman!
Ant.
O—I am afrayd
They will offend, commit, commit before mee.
Pan.
And canst thou loue me, sweet Endymion?
Endy.
Behold a tast what I can doe.
Pan.
These kisses
He kisses her.
Haue not that masculine rellish yet me thinks,
Which I enjoy'd in the manly embraces
Redit in scenā Pla.
Of Lucius, or Neander.
Plac.
It is strange,
Not one about this house that can instruct mee
What should become of them, I wonder at it;
But I am glad that Constantina's flight
Is not suspected yet, so well that Boy
Doe's personate her.
Pand.
Are they not there Placenta?
Pla.
St; No. O yes your Vncle is at home.
It will not yet bee dinner time this houre;
You may embrace another walke.
Pand.
Content;
Endymion, wil't please you t'accompany us?
Exeunt.
Scen. 4.
Anteros, Hooke, Mistris Vrsely.Ant.
Why so then—What againe?
Hoo.
You'l leaue your blubbering, Minion, come your waies.
You set your minde on such a man? yet more?
You might as well bee in loue with that same Sunne,
And should as soone enjoy it.
Ant.
He speakes high,
Pray heavens hee does not looke so high, for feare
He should descrie me.
Vrse.
Father, I cannot last
Out two dayes longer without Anteros.
Ant.
How's that? now all my starres be mercifull!
It is a vision sure, this cannot bee.
Hoo.
Come, you'r a foolish girle, he marry you?
That day that hee does marry you, will I
Bring backe to life all that were dead before
The universall Deluge.
Ant.
Nay, Ile helpe
You with a farre better expression, sir,
Become an honest man; a harder Province
Then to bring all the dead, to life againe.
Hoo.
There are a hundred reasons (daughter) why
You should not hope it, first hee hates all women,
Next if he did not, you that are deform'd,
Lame, and mishapen, blacke, besides, ill manner'd.—
Ant.
(Hee does not see the wallet on her back.)
Haue the lest cause to hope.
Vrs.
But there are (father)
Sixe hundred reasons, why I should loue him.
His manly carriage, his full breasts, his hayre,
And his fine cloathes, his golden breeches, and—
Ant.
His traiterous nose: I, I, 'tis that I know,
'Tis like the Ivy-bush vnto a Taverne,
Which tells vs there is Wine within; but I
Will take an order with you Sir e're long,
And haue you par'd.
Vrs.
Well I will neuer leaue
My crying (that's resolu'd) vntill I see him.
Ant.
O! Could I commit a crime e're I was made,
'Gainst nature worthy such a punishment?
It is decreed, I will vnman my selfe, immediately.
Hoo.
What shall I doe? tis strange—
Well,'t must be so: I will goe seeke Terpander,
And mooue him to this match: most of his lands
I haue in mortgage, nay indeed they are
Forfeited to me, for the day is past
Wherein hee was bound to pay in the money,
The' advantage of this forfeiture, will I
Threaten to take, vnlesse hee does compell,
His sonne to take my daughter, to his wife.
Nay, rather then I will bee disappointed,
Hee for a portion, shall haue in his bonds,
Come daughter, bee of comfort, wee will goe
Directly to Terpander, where I'le vse
Such arguments, as shall enforce him make
His sonne both loue, and marry you.
Exeunt.
Ant.
Like enough.
'Tis very likely Sir, but that this tree
Does not afford any such fruit, I'd throw
He comes downe.
An old shooe after you,—such arguments
And marry you—well how his pills may worke
Which the old man, I know not: for my selfe
I will prouide a quicke deliuerance.
VVhy sheepheard? Stipes? [tic toc:] now I must, and will
Goe forward in this plot, of my disguise.
Sce. 5.
Anteros. Loveall.Love.
VVhat make you there?
Ant.
VVhy nothing Iacke.
Love.
Come on, you are a fine fellow, to go and set them
together by the eares thus, are you not?
Ant.
But haue they done it finely?
Love.
Finely doe you call it? why your Scholler ha's so
mauld Mr. Noddle with the key of his study dore, made such a
breach in his Pericranium, that without question all his French
ends haue taken their flight, through that passage; as for my cosen
Mr. William, hee's crept into an old hole, behind the hangings,
that in the dayes of old, h'as beene the Asylum, for decayed
bootes, and shooes out of date, and there lyes hee, all alone,
very melancholy.
Ant.
Ha, ha, he, but how was my Gentleman, and my elder
brother imploy'd all this while?
Love.
As Gentlemen vse now adayes, in swearing; when he
saw that hee could not draw his sword, hee ran vp and downe
the roome, and measured out the time of the combat with
oathes.
Ant.
Death! that I had but seene this.
Love.
VVould thou had'st: for I haue e'ene taken a surfet
of them. I praythee let's inuent some way, or other
Thinke, thinke, man—thinke—which I'le effect, vnlesse
All that is called Fortune, doth forsake mee.
See'st thou that brace of Cabbins, on each side
My Vncle's house?
Ante.
They'r Dog-kennels I take it
Lov.
They are, no more, but see they come, I'le slip
Aside lest I bee seene.
Ant.
I wonder what
His brayne is now so hot in travaile with.
Sce. 6.
Ant. Love. Wise. Noddle Empty, with his head, and face all bloody.Ant.
How now?
Nod.
Lend mee your hankercher, if you haue one about you
Cosen, mine ha's not a dry place in it.
Ant.
What doe you bleede Mr. Noddle?
Nod.
Yes Sir a little wild blood, hold that Cosen, vn peu
Mounsieur.
Ant.
Did not you tell mee, all his French ends were gone?
vn peu will not forsake him.
Love.
Not a word.
Nod.
A whorson cowardly slaue, to strike a man e're one
was aware of him, and to giue one no time, to draw his rapier—
Ant.
S'me, 'tis somewhat deepe I doubt.
Nod.
Nothing by Hercules Sir, a scratch, a scratch, well I'le
say nothing, but by this good blood, that runns—
Ant.
Faith if you had done as that good blood does, Mr.
Noddle, it had beene better for you.
Nod.
No Sir, I scorne it, I am not of that straine i'faith, and
that hee shall know, the sempiternall rascall.
Ant.
Come on Mr. Wiseacres, I belieue you and your Kinseman
are much of a complexion.
Wise.
I am very melancholy at this time.
Ant.
I but you must take heed of these fits, they'l spoyle
you, I heard say, that you crept into a priuate, retir'd roome
e'ne now, and there convers'd with spiders and crickets, fve vp-on
it, you must labour against that humour; but indeed me thinks
your Cosen is of a very deepe sanguine.
Wise.
Ha, he, you are such a witty man.
Nodd.
Cosen? Yes I am much beholding to my Cosen; I
might haue beene kild for him.
Ant.
Come, come, I like him well for it, the Gentleman
does weigh how much the Republ. might bee impeached, by
the losse of a man.
Nodd.
Republiq;? Repuddingpy. By this light, a man is little
better then mad, that will keepe company with such snowheapes,
such white-liverd, counterfied lackdawes—but all's one.
Ant.
I, I betwixt friends, and kinsemen; ye two are all one
I know. Your Cosen is very cholerick now.
I but I am very seldome so, for Albertus Magnus
faith—
[Loveall as though he came from his Vncles.]
Lov.
Now the good Gods! where shall I find these most
vnfortunate Gentlemen?
Ant.
Why how now Iacke? what inauspicious wind
Ha's rays'd this cloudy weather in thy face?
Love.
O Anteros, wee are vndone, vndone;
I'le haue this day wee are black ith' Calender,
That after ages may beware of it,
It is so full of Omen—
Ant.
Whats the matter? I pray thee speake.
Lov.
O they bee here,—who's there?
Hee faines to heare some body comming.
Pray heauens it bee not the Constables officious industry: how
will you doe Sir? You haue slaine the Scholler.
Nodd.
I would I had else.
Love.
Nay Sir, this is neither time nor place for such idle
wishes, here ha's beene a Surgeon already, that liues hard by,
and his sentence is, that hee cannot liue aboue two howers, hee
swounded six times since you left him, it seemes you bruised
him so with falling on him, with the hilt of your rapier, that
hee bleeds inward—I know not what to say to it—I
was bewitch'd I thinke, nay thinke, thinke, thinke what course
you will take, you must bee suddaine, the officers are sent for to
apprehend you.
Ant.
Is this in iest (I wonder) or in earnest?
Nodd.
Is he so indeed? I pray you tell mee true Sir.
Lov.
Why, what doe you take mee to bee Sir? haue I this
for my loue, and care of your safety? as you sowed, so reape
for mee; I hope you will belieue your owne sences, I thinke I
see the officers comming.
Nodd.
'Sme! what shall I doe? Mr. Loveall, nay good Sir,
I doe belieue you, I know not which way to take.
Love.
Nay there's no stirring that way, you'l meet them in
the teeth.
Nodd.
What if I goe through the backe dore, and take horse?
Love.
They'l meet you that way too.
Nod.
Any thing, good Sir, I beseech you, looke the dore goes,
I protest twenty Serieants could not haue strucke such a feare
into me.
Love.
Well, will you trust your fortunes into my hands?
Nod.
And liues sweet Sir.
Quickly then enter heere, I'le shut you in untill the
search bee past: nay will you in? who's there? immediately,
good Master William.
He shuts Nod. into one of them.
Wise.
Nay sir, I'le go to my horse if there were twenty Constables,
they haue nothing to doe with mee, for I am sure I did
not strike a blow, no as I'm a living soule.—
Loue.
Gods mee, what will you doe? were not you in the
company with him? that makes you accessary; haue you read so
much law, and know not that? nay, will you in?—Ha, ha, he.
He puts him into the other.
Scen. 7.
Anteros, Loueall.Loue.
What sai'st thou now my Anteros?
Ant.
What say I?
I say thou art an arch-dissembler,
A workman in the trade: By all that's good,
I should haue been thus gull'd my selfe, thou didst
So smoothely act it, with such passion,
And anger at their incredulitie.
I was afraid thou would'st haue beat the foole,
Because he would not let himselfe be gull'd
So soone as thou wouldst haue him, but stay now—
How shall we dresse our other brace?
Lou.
That province
Is yours; as for mine owne, you see I haue
Provided for them, and conveniently:
Yet if you will embrace my counsell, write
After the copie I haue set you, doe,
Behold a patterne, and see (happily)
A chest where Stipes in the dayes of old
Ha's kept tame Conies, now uninhabited.
Ant.
Right, but I feare, 'tis not capacious
Enough for both.
Lou.
'Tis nothing, looke you here,
See you that fine spruce new erected hogstie
On the other side of Stipes house?
Ant.
I doe.
Loue.
And doe you see it may be pinn'd without?
Hist, easily, softly, I'le fill up the time
They enter.
With some discourse, till you haue fram'd your count'nance.
Scen. 8.
Love. Ante. Mr. Mung. Sir Hammer.Ham.
Wu'd I might ne're stirre Mr. Mungrell, if I care a
pin for a hundred such, an Inns oth'Court man quoth a? nere
goe, I thinke they learne nothing there, but how to swagger,
and bee proud.
Love.
Nay Sir, now I must chide you, will you accuse all, for
the default of some particulars? by the same reason, I'le conclude,
that all yee Schollers, are coxecombes, because I see one
that is so.
Ham.
Meaning mee Sir?
Lov.
Meaning you Sir? pardon mee 'tis meere iniustice in
you, I'le assure you Sir, this whole realme, yeelds not better qualified
Gentlemen, and more gentilely parted, then many of them
are, and to whom, the common weale is more indebted.
Ham.
Because hee has got a good suit of cloathes vpon his
backe (I'le bee hang'd if they bee pay'd for yet) and a ring in's
band string, to play withall when he wants discourse, he thinkes
hee may carry the ball on's toe before him, and that no man must
dare to meet him.
Love.
No more Scholler, you haue met with him sufficiently,
why Anteros, when? and here's a braue Pylades too, that
would not see his Orestes opprest by multitude.
[Hee claps him
on the backe.]
Mun.
Arrest mee Sir? soft, and easily Sir, more words to a
bargaine; s'duds! I thinke my sword be mortis'd into a snayle,
[Hee flyes backe and offers to draw]
I cannot entreate him out of
his shell. Arrest mee Sir? As I'm a Gentleman, and an elder brother,
I owe no man a farthing that I meane to pay him. Nay
come Sir, I am flesh'd now i'faith.
Love.
You will not quarrell with your friends Sir, will you?
Mun.
Friends Sir? I know not whether you be my friend,
or no; I am sure you vse no friendly language.
Love.
Pri'thee Scholler, tayle off Mr. Mungrell a little, hee'l
never leaue now hee has drawne blood once.
Ham.
Come,
you'r a foole; the Gentleman's of worth, and our friend.
Mung.
Nay I haue done now, I did but try how I could
quarrell a little.
Lov.
Faith Sir, this would haue made a faire show in a
Country Ale-house.
Nay Sir, as soone as my father dyes, (which will not
bee long I hope, for hee lyes sicke now) I'le goe to Londorn, and
learne to quarrell there, for a yeare or two, and then come downe
againe, and practise amongst my Tenants.
Love.
Why Anteros; pray thee releiue mee.
Ant.
St, not a word, for a million of worlds. Harke you
Scholler.
[Hee whispers with the Scholler.]
Mun.
I hope you are not angry?
Love.
Angry old Bully? hee had a hard heart, that would
be angry with thee.
Ant.
'Tis as I tell you, his wound ha's beene search'd by a
very skilfull Surgeon, and his Pia mater is found to be perished,
and when that's gone, you know there is small hope.
Ham.
None at all Sir, I've read it in Magirus. Cozen Mungrell,
come hither quickly—
Love.
Now, now, how greedily the Scholler sucks it in.
Mun.
What's the matter? but is this true?
Ant.
As true as you'r a Gentleman.
Love.
Hee never emptyed a buttry pot after a match at
footeball, with greater appetite, then hee devours this gullery.
Ant.
Take heed what you doe, the least protraction is full
of danger.
Ham.
O the Lord! what will become of vs?
Ant.
Loveall stirre the doore a little—passion O mee!
there's some body at the dore, looke, looke, creepe into this
chest, I'le shut you in.
He shuts vp the Scholler.
Ham.
Any where good Sir.
Mu.
Where will you hide me sir? I'le goe into the chest too.
Ham.
Here's hardly roome enough for my selfe.
Ante.
Stay, stay, stay. In good sooth Mr. Constable here's no
such men this way—what say you, you three-penny cracke
growne? I tell you, they haue already taken horse. Here, here,
here, creepe in, stoope man, stoope.
[He shuts Mun. into the hogsty.]
Love.
Ha, ha, he.
Why so, wee'r now at Liberty, farewell.
My sisters wrongs, and sorrowes call for mee,
And shall be answered.
Exit.
Ant.
Well adiew sweet Sir.
I must bee suddaine, or I'me lost for euer.
[tic. toc.]
By this time sure my father melts (why sheepherd.)
The ample benefit, that shall acrew
Arriues at's weather-beaten apprehension;
(I doe but know it, am but sure of it)
O, what a dainty pleasant thing it is
For to bee free from care! to sleepe a night,
Without the dreaming of a Creditour,
Or the disturbance of that gobling Forfeit!
It cannot but be so, vpon my soule,
Hee trades in this same cogitation,
This very minute—Stipes. che ti venga l' canero.
Well, if hee be aboue ground, I will find him,
Or loose my selfe, I'le seeke him in the pastures.
Exit.
The Song, sung by two Trebles.
1. Treb.But why
Doe the wing'd minutes flie
so fast away?
Stop your course yee hastie howers,
And sollicite all the powers
to let you stay.
For the earth could ne're shew forth
An object of a greater worth.
2. Treb.
But why
Doe the wing'd minutes flie
so fast away?
1. Treb.
It is because that they which follow,
Crowd on to haue a sight as well as they;
2. Treb.
Harke how the ghosts of passed moments groane,
'cause they are gone:
And rayle at Fate,
And curse the date
Of their short liues expir'd so soone.
Chor.
Then stop your course, you hastie howers,
And sollicit all the powers
to let you stay,
For the earth could ne're shew forth
An object of a greater worth.
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