University of Virginia Library

Scene V.

Peny-Boy. Iv.
Peni-boy. Sen. Piclock. Canter.) Broker. Pecvnia. Statvte. Band. Wax Mortgage. bid in the study.
How now old Vncle? I am come to see thee.
And the braue Lady, here, the daughter of Ophir,
They say thou keepst.

P. Se.
Sweet Nephew, if she were
The daughter o' the Sunne, shee's at your seruice,
Aud so am I, and the whole family,
Worshipfull Nephew.

P. Iv.
Sai'st thou so, deare Vncle?
Welcome my friends then: Here is, Domine Picklocke:
My man o' Law, sollicits all my causes.
Followes my businesse, makes, and compounds my quarrells,
Betweene my tenants and mee, sowes all my strifes,
And reapes them too, troubles the country for mee,
And vexes any neighbour, that I please.

P. Se.
But with commission?

P. Iv.
Vnder my hand & seale.

P. Se.
A worshipfull place!

Pic.
I thanke his worship for it.

P. Se.
But what is this old Gentleman?

P. Ca.
A Rogue,
A very Canter, I Sir, one that maunds
Vpon the Pad, wee should be brothers though:
For you are neere as wretched as my selfe,
You dare not vse your money, and I haue none.

P. Se.
Not vse my money, cogging Iacke, who vses it
At better rates? lets it for more i'the hundred,
Then I doe, Sirrah?

P. Iv.
Be not angry vncle.

P. Se.
What? to disgrace me, with my Queene? as if
I did not know her valew.

P. Ca.
Sir, I meant
Young Peny-boy is angry.
You durst not to enioy it.

P. Se.
Hold your peace,
You are a Iacke.

P. Se.
Vncle, he shall be a Iohn,
And, you goe to that, a good a man as you are.
An' I can make him so, a better man,
Perhaps I will too. Come, let vs goe.

P. Se.
Nay, kinsman,
My worshipfull kinsman, and the top of our house,
Doe not your peninet vncle that affront,
For a rash word, to leaue his ioyfull threshold,
Before you see the Lady that you long for.
The Venus of the time, and state, Pecunia!
I doe perceiue, your bounty loues the man,
For some concealed vertue, that he hides
Vnder those rags.

P. Ca.
I owe my happinesse to him,
The waiting on his worship, since I brought him
The happy Newes, welcome to all young heires.

P. Iv.
Thou didst indeed, for which I thanke thee yet,
Your Fortunate Princesse, Vncle, is long a comming.

P. Ca.
She is not rigg'd, Sir, setting forth some Lady,
Will cost as much as furnishing a Fleere,
Here she's come at last, and like a Galley
The study is open'd where she sit in State.
Guilt i'the prow.

P. Iv.
Is this Pecunia?

P. Se.
Vouchsafe my toward kinsman, gracious Madame,
The fauour of your hand.

Pec.
Nay, of my lips, Sir,
Shee kisseth him.
To him.

P. Iv.
She kisses like a mortall creature,
Almighty Madame, I haue long'd to see you.

Pec.
And I haue my desire, Sir, to behold
That youth, and shape, which in my dreames and wakes,
I haue so oft contemplated, and felt
Warme in my veynes, and natiue as my blood.
When I was told of your arriuall here,
I felt my heart beat, as it would leape out,
In speach; and all my face it was a flame,
But how it came to passe I doe not know.

P. Iv.
O! beauty loues to be more proud then nature,
That made you blush. I cannot satisfie
My curious eyes, by which alone I'am happy,
In my beholding you.

P. Ca.
They passe the complement
Prettily well.

Pic.
I, he does kisse her, I like him.

He kisseth her.
P. Iv.
My passion was cleare contrary, and doubtfull,
I shooke for feare, and yet I danc'd for ioy,
I had such motions as the Sunne-beames make
Against a wall, or playing on a water,
Or trembling vapour of a boyling pot—

P. Se.
That's not so good, it should ha'bin a Crucible,
With molten mettall, she had vnderstood it.

P. Iv.
I cannot talke, but I can loue you, Madame.
Are these your Gentlewomen? I loue them too.
And which is mistresse Statute? Mistresse Band?
They all kisse close, the last stucke to my lips.

Bro.
It was my Ladies Chamber-maid, soft-Waxe.

P. Iv.
Soft lips she has, I am sure on't. Mother Mortgage,
I'll owe a kisse, till she be yonger, Statute,
He doubles the complement to them all.
Sweet Mistresse Band, and honey, little VVaxe,
We must be better acquainted.

Sta.
We are but seruants, Sir.

Band.
But whom her Grace is so content to grace,
We shall obserue.

Wax.
Aand with all fit respect.

Mor.
In our poore places.

Wax.
Being her Graces shadowes.

P. Iv.
A fine well-spoken family. What's thy name?

Bro.
Broker.

P. Iv.
Me thinks my vncle should not need thee,
Who is a crafty Knaue, enough, beleeue it.
Art thou her Graces Steward?

Bro.
No, her Vsher Sir.

P. Iv.
What, o' the Hall? thou hast a sweeping face,
Thy beard is like a broome.

Bro.
No barren chin, Sir,
I am no Eunuch, though a Gentleman-Vsher.

P. Iv.
Thou shalt goe with vs. Vncle, I must haue
My Princesse forth to day.

P. Se.
Whither you please, Sir,
You shall command her.

Pec.
I will doe all grace
To my new seruant.

P. Se.
Thanks vnto your bounty;
He is my Nephew, and my Chiefe, the Point,
Old Peny-boy thankes her, but makes his condition.
Tip, Top, and Tuft of all our family!
But, Sir, condition'd alwaies, you returne
Statute, and Band home, with my sweet, soft Waxe,
And my good Nurse, here, Mortgage .

P. Iv.
O! what else?

P. Se.
By Broker.

P. Iv.
Do not feare.

P. Se.
She shall go wi' you,
Whither you please, Sir, any where.

P. Ca.
I see
A Money-Bawd, is lightly a Flesh-Bawd, too.

Pic.
Are you aduis'd? Now o' my faith, this Canter
Would make a good graue Bargesse in some Barne.

P. Iv.
Come, thou shalt go with vs, vncle.

P. Ca.
By no meanes, Sir.

P. Iv.
We'll haue both Sack, and Fidlers.

P. Se.
I'll not draw
That charge vpon your worship.

P. Ca.
He speakes modestly,
And like an Vncle,

P. Se.
But Mas Broker, here,
He shall attend you, Nephew; her Graces Vsher,
And what you fancy to bestow on him,
Be not too lauish, vse a temperate bounty,
I'll take it to my selfe.

P. Iv.
I will be princely,
While I possesse my Princesse, my Pecunia.

P. Se.
Where is't you cat?

P. Iv.
Hard by, at Picklocks lodging.
Old Lickfinger's the Cooke, here in Ram-Alley.

P. Se.
He has good cheate; perhaps I'll come and see you.

P. Can.
O, fie! an Alley, and a Cooks-shop, grosse,
The Canter takes him aside, and perswades him,
'T will sauour, Sir, most rankly of 'hem both.
Let your meat rather follow you, to a tauerne.

Pic.
A tauern's as vnfit too, for a Princesse.

P. Ca.
No, I haue knowne a Princesse, and a great one,
Come forth of a tauerne.

Pic.
Not goe in, Sir, though.

P. Ca.
She must goe in, if she came forth: the blessed
Pokahontas (as the Historian calls her
And great Kings daughters of Virginia)
Hath bin in womb of a tauerne; and besides,
Your nasty Vncle will spoyle all your mirth,
And be as noysome.

Pic.
That's true.

P. Ca.
No 'faith,
Dine in Apollo with Pecunia,
At braue Duke Wadloos, haue your friends about you,
And make a day on't.

P. Iv.
Content 'ifaith:
Our meat shall be brought thither. Simon the King,
Will bid vs welcome.

Pic.
Patron, I haue a suite.

P. Iv.
What's that?

Pic.
That you will carry the Infants,
To see the Staple', her Grace will be a grace,
To all the members of it.

P. Iv.
I will doe it:
And haue her Armes set vp there, with her Titles,
Aurelia Clara Pecunia, the Infanta.
And in Apollo. Come (sweete Princesse) goe.

P. Se.
Broker, be careful of your charge.

Bro.
I warrant you.