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Actus tertij

Scæna prima.

Enter Hilario.
Thinne, Thinne, prouision, I am dieted
Like one set to watch hawkes, and to keepe me waking
My croaking guts make a perpetuall larum,
Heere I stand centinell, and though I fright
Beggers from my ladies gate, in hope to haue
A greater share I find my commons mend not.
I lookt this morning in my glasse the riuer
And there appeard a fish cald a poore Iohn
Cut with a lenten face in my owne likenesse,
And it seemd to speake and say good morrow cousen:
No man comes this way but has a fling at me,
A Chirurgion passing by ask'd at what rate,
I would sell my selfe, I answered for what vse?
To make sayd he a liueing Anatomy
And set thee vp in our hall, for thou art transparent
Without dissection, and indeede he had reason,
For I am scourd with this poore purge to nothing.
They say that hunger dwels in the campe, but till
My Lord returnes, or certaine tidings of him
He will not part with me, but sorrowes drie
And I must drinke howsoeuer.

Guide.
That is her castle
Enter Ubaldo, and Ricardo, Guide.
Vpon my certaine knowledge.

Vbaldo.
Our horses held out
To my desire: I am a fire to be at it.

Ricardo.
Take the iades for thy reward, before I part hence,
I hope to be better carried, giue me the Cabinet.
Soe leaue vs now

Guide.
Good fortune to you Gallants.
Exit Guide.

Vbaldo.
Being ioynt Agents in a designe of trust to
For the seruice of the Queene, and our owne pleasure,
Let vs proceed with iudgement.

Ricardo.
If I take not
This fort at the first assault, make me an Euenuche,
So I may haue precedence.

Ubaldo.
On no termes.
We are both to play one prize he that workes best
I'the searching this mine shall carry it
Without contention.

Ricardo.
Make you your aproaches
As I directed

Ubaldo.
I need no instruction
I worke not on your anuile, I'll giue fire
With my owne linstocke, if the powder be dancke
The Diuell rend the touch-hole. Who haue we heere?
What skelliton's this?

Ricardo.
A ghost! or the image of famine!
Where doest thou dwell?

Hilario.
Dwell sir? my dwelling is
I'th high way, that goodly house was once
My habitation, but I am banished.
And cannot be cald home 'till newes arriue
Of the good knight Mathias.

Ricardo.
If that will
Restore thee thou art safe

Ubaldo.
We come from him
With presents to his Lady.

Hilario.
But are you sure
Hee is in health?

Ricardo.
Neuer so well, conduct vs
To the lady.

Hilario.
Though a poore snake I will leape
Out of my skine for ioy, breake picher breake,
And wallet late my cubbard I bequeath thee
To the next begger, thou red herring swimme
To the red sea againe me thinckes I am already
Knuckle deepe in the flesh potts, and though waking, dreame
Of wine and plenty.

Ricardo.
What's the misery
Of this strange passion?

Hilario.
My belly gentlemen,
Will not geue me leaue to tell you, when I haue brought you
To my ladies presence I am disenchanted,
There you shall shall know all follow if I outstrip you
know I run for my belly.

Ubaldo.
A mad fellow.

Exeunt.

Scæna secunda.

Enter Sophia Corisca.
Sophia.
Do not againe delude me.

Corisca.
If I doe, send me a grasing with my fellow Hilario,
I stood as you commanded in the turret
Obseruing all that pas'd by, a and euen now
I did diserne a payre of Caualiers
For such their outside spoke them with their guide
Dismounting from their horses, they said something
To our hungry Centinell that made him caper
And frish'ith ayre for ioy, and to confirme this
See Madam they in view.

Enter Hilario, Vbaldo, Ricardo.
Hilario.
Newes from my Lord?
Tidings of ioy, these are no counterfaites,
But Knights indeed, deere Madam signe my pardon
That I may feed againe, and picke vp my crumes
I haue had a long fast of it,

Sophia.
Eate, I forgiue thee.

Hilario.
O comfortable wordes; eate I forgiue thee
And if in this I doe not soone obey you
And ramne in to the purpose billet me againe
I'the high way, butler and Cooke be ready
For I enter like a tyrant.
Exit Hilario.

Ubaldo.
Since mine eies
Were neuer happy in soe sweete an obiect,
Without eniury I presume you are
The ladie of the house, and so salute you.

Ricardo.
This letter with these iewels from your Lord
Warrant my boldnes Madam.

Vbaldo.
in being a seruant
To such rare beauty you must needes deserue
This courtesie from a stranger.

Ricardo.
You are still
Before hand with me, pretty one I descend
To take the height of your lippe, and if I misse
In the altitude heereafter if you please
I will make vse of my Iacobs staffe,

Sophia hauing in the interime redd the letter and gend the Casket.
Corisca.
These gentlemen
Haue certainely had good breeding, as it appeares
By their neat kissing, they hit me so bat on the lipps
At the first sight.

Sophia.
Heauen in thy mercy make mee
Thy thankfull handmaid for this boundles blessing
In thy goodnesse showr'd vpon me.

Vbaldo.
I do not like
This simple deuotion in her it is seldome
Practisd among my mistresses.

Ricardo.
Or mine
Would they kneele to I know not who for the possession
Of such inestimiable wealth before
They thank'd the bringers of it? the poore lady
Does want instruction, but I'll be her tutor
And read her anothr lesson.

Sophia.
If I haue
Showne want of manners gentlemen in my showes
To pay the thankes I owe you for your trauaile
To doe my Lord, and me (howere vnworthy
Of such a benifit) this noble fauour
Impute it in your clemencie to the excesse
Of ioy that ouer whelm'd me.

Ricardo.
She speakes well

Ubaldo.
Polite, and courtly.

Sophia.
And howere it may
Increase th'offence to touble you with more
Demandes touching my Lord, before I haue
Inuited you to rest, such as the coursenesse
Of my poore house can offer, pray you conuine
On my weake tendernesse though I intreate
To learne from you something hee hath it may bee
In his letter left vnmention'd.

Ricardo.
I can onely
Giue you assurance that he is in health,
Grac'd by the King, and Queene

Vbaldo.
And in the court
With admiration look'd on,

Ricardo.
You must therefore
Put off these widdowes garments, and appeere
Like to your selfe.

Ubaldo.
And entertaine all pleasures
Your fortunes markes out for you.

Ricardo.
There are other
Perticular priuacies which on occasion
I will deliuer to you.

Sophia.
You oblige me
To your seruice euer.

Ricardo.
Good! your seruice, marke that.

Sophia.
In the meane time by your good acceptance make
My rusticke entertainement rellish of
The curiousnesse of the court.

Ubaldo.
Your lookes sweete Madam
Cannot but make each dish a feast.

Sophia.
It shall be
Such in the freedome of my will to please you.
I'll show you the way; this is to great an honor
From such braue ghests to me so meane an hostesse.

Exeunt.

Scæna prima.

Enter Acanthe, two, fower, or fiue with vizards.
Acanthe.
You know your charge, giue it action, and expect
Rewards beyond your hopes.

1.
If we but eye 'em,
They are ours I warrant you.

2.
May we not aske why
We are put vpon this?

Acanthe.
Let that stop your mouth,
And learne more manners groome, tis vpon the hower
In which they vse to walke heere, when you haue 'em,
In your power, with violence carry them to the place
Where I appointed, there I will expect you,
Be bold, and carefull.
Exit Acanthe.

Enter Mathias and Baptista.
1.
These are they.

2.
Are you sure?

1.
Am I sure I am my selfe?

2.
Cease on him strongly, If he haue but meant
To draw his sword. 'tis ten to one we smart fort.
Take all aduantages.

Mathias.
I cannot guesse
What her intents are, but her carriage was
As I but now related.

Baptista.
Your assurance
In the constancie of your lady is the armor
That must defend you, whers the picture?

Mathias,
Heere.
And no way alter'd

Baptista.
If she be not perfit,
There is no truth in art.

Mathias.
By this I hope
She hath receiu'd my letters.

Baptista.
Without question
These courtiers are rancke riders, when they are
To visit a handsome lady.

Mathias.
Lend me your eare.
One peece of her entertainment will require
Your deerest priuacy.

1.
Now they stand faire
Vpon 'em.

Mathias.
Villaines.

1.
Stop their mouths, we come not
To trie your valures, kill him if he offer,
To open his mouth, we haue you, tis in vaine
To make resistance, mount 'em and a way.

Exeunt.

Scæna quarta.

Enter seruants with lights, Ladislaus, Ferdinand, Eubulus.
Ladislaus.
'Tis late go to your rest, but doe not enuy
The happinesse I draw neere to.

Eubulus.
If you inioy it.
The moderate way the sport yeelds I confesse
A pretty titillation, but to much oft
will bring you on your knees, in my yonger daies
I was my selfe a gamster, and I found
By a sad experience, there is no such soker
As a yonger spongie wise, she keepes a thousand
Hor seleches in her box, and the thieues will sucke out
Both bloud, and marrow, I feele a kind of crampe
In my ioynts when I thinke o'nt, but it may bee Queenes
And such a Queene as yours is, has the art

Ferdinand.
You take leaue
To talke my Lord.

Ladislaus.
He may since he can do nothing

Eubu.
If you spend this way to much of your royall stock
Ere long we may be puefellowes.

Ladislaus.
The doore shut,
Knocke gentlie, harder. So, heere comes her woman,
Take of my gowne.

Enter Acanthe.
Acanthe.
My Lord, the Queene by me
This night desires your pardon,

Ladislaus.
How Acanthe!
I come by her appointment 'twas her grant
The motion was her owne

Acanthe.
It may be sir
But by her Doctors Since she is aduis'd
For her health sake to forbeare.

Eubulus.
I do not like
This phisicall lecherie, the old downe right way
Is worth a thousand out.

Ladislaus.
Prethe Acanthe.
Meditate for me.

Eubulus.
O the fiends of hell
Would any man bribe his seruant to make way
To his owne wife, if this be the court state
Shame fall on such as vse it.

Acanthe.
By this iewell
This night I dare not moue her, but to morrow
I will watch all occasion

Ladislaus.
Take this
To be mindfull of me

Exit Acanthe.
Eubulus.
Slight, I though a king
Might haue tooke vp any woman at the Kings Price
And must he buy his owne at a deerer rate
Then a stranger in a brothell?

Ladislaus.
What is that
You mutter sir?

Eubulus.
No treason to your honor
I'll speake it out though it anger you, if you pay for
Your lawfull pleasure in some kind great sir
What do you make the Queene, cannot you clicket
Without a fee? or when she has a suit for you to grant?

Ferdinando.
O hold sir.

Ladislaus.
Off with his head.

Eubu.
Do when you please, you but blow out a taper
That would light your vnderstanding, and in care of't
Is burnt downe to the socket, be as you are sir
An absolute monarch, it did show more Kinglike
In those libidinous Cæsars that compeld
Matrous, and virgins of all rankes to bow
Vnto their ratenous lusts, and did admit
Of more excuse then I can vrge for you,
That slaue your selfe to th'imperious humor
Of a proud beauty.

Ladislaus.
Out of my sight.

Eubulus.
I will sir
Giue way to your furious passion, but when reason
Hath got the better of it I much hope
The counsaile that offends now, will deserue
Your royall thankes, tranquillity of mind
Stay with you sir. I do begin to doubt
Ther's something more in the Queenes strangnes, then
Is yet disclosd, and i'll find it out
Or loose my selfe in the serch.

Ferdinand.
Sure He is honest,
And from your infancy hath truely seru'd you
Let that plead for him and impute this harshnes
To the frowardnes of his age.

Ladislaus.
I am much troubled
And do begin to stagger, Ferdinand good night
To morrow visit vs, backe to our owne lodgings.

Exeunt.

Scæna quinta.

Enter Acanthe, the vizarded seruants, Mathias, Baptista.
Acanthe.
You haue donne brauely, locke this in that roome,
There let him ruminate, I'll anon vnhood him.
they carry of Baptista
The other must stay heere, as soone as I
Haue quit the place giue him the liberty,
And vse of his eies, that donne disperse your selues
As priuately as you can, but on your liues
No word of what hath pas'd.
Exit Acanthe.

1.
If I doe, sell
My tongue to a tripe wife, come vnbind his armes,
You are now at your owne disposure and howeuer
We vs'd you roughly, I hope you will find heere
Such entertainment, as will giue you cause
To thanke vs for the seruice, and so I leaue you,

Exeunt seruants.
Mathias.
If I am in a prison 'tis a neat one,
What O edipus can resolue this riddle? Ha!
I neuer gaue iust cause to any man
Basely to plot against my life, but what is
Become of my true friend? for him I suffer
More then my selfe.

Acanthe.
Remoue that idlefeare
Hee's safe as you are.

Mathias.
Whoso'ere thou art
For him I thanke thee, I cannot imagine
Where I should be, though I haue read the table
Or errant knighthood, stuff'd, with the relations
Of magicall enchantments, yet I am not
So sottishly credulous, to beleeue the diuell
Hath that way power, Ha? musicke!

Musicke aboue, a song of pleasure.

[Mathias.]
A song too, certainely be it he, or she
That owes this voyce, it hath not bene acquainted
With much affliction, whosoere you are
That doe inhabit heere, if you haue bodies
And are not meere aeriall formes appeare
Enter Honoria.
And make me know your end with me, most strange
What haue I coiur'd vp? sure if this be,
A spirit 'tis no damn'd one what a shapes heere;
Then with what maiesty it moues. If Inno
Were now to keepe her state among the Gods,
And Hercules to be made againe her ghest
She could not put on a more glorious habit
Though her handmaid Iris lent her various colours
Or ould Oceanus rauishd from the deepe
All iewels shipwrack'd in it, as you haue
Thus far made knowne your selfe, if that your face
Haue not too much diuinity about it
For mortall eies to gaze on, perfit what
You haue begun with wonder, and amazement
To my ashonish'd senses, how! the Queene!

kneeles she puls of her masque.
Honoria.
Rise sir, and heare my reasons in defence
Of the rape for so you may conceaue, which I
By my instruments made vpon you, you perhaps
May thinke, what you haue suffer'd for my lust
Is a common practise with me, but I call
Those euer shining lamps, and their great maker
As witnesses of my inocence, I nere look'd on
A man but your best selfe, on whom I euer
(Except the King) vouchsaf'd an eie of fauour

Mathias.
The King indeed, and onely such a King
Deserues your rarities Madam, and but hee
'Twere gyant like ambition in any
In his wishes onely to presume to tast
The nectar of your kisses; or to feed
His appetite with that ambrosia, due
And proper to a prince, and what bind mores
A lawfull husband, for my selfe great Queene
I am a thing obscure, disfurnish'd of
All merit, that can rayse me higher then
In my most humble thankefulnes for your bounty
To hazard my life for you, and that way
I am most ambitious.

Honoria.
I desire no more
Then what you promise, if you dare expose
Your life as you professe to doe me seruice,
How can it better be imployd, then in
Preseruing mine? which onely you can doe.
And must doe with the danger of your owne.
A desperate danger to, if priuate men
Can brooke no riuals in what they affect
But to the death pursue such as inuade
What law makes their inheritance, the King
To whom you know I am deerer then his crowne
His health his eies his after-hopes with all
His present blessings must fall on that man
Like dreadfull lightning that is won by prayers,
Threates, or rewards to staine his bed, or make
His hop'd for issue doubtfull.

Mathias.
If you aime
At what I more then feare you doe, the reasons
Which you deliuer should in iudgement rather
Deter me, then invite a grant, with my
Assured ruine.

Honoria.
True if that you were
Of a cold temper one whom doubt, or feare,
In the most horrid formes they could put on
Might teach to be ingratefull, your deniall
To me, that haue deseru'd so much, is more
If it can haue addition.

Mathias.
I know not
What your commandes are.

Honoria.
Haue you fought so well
Among armi'd men, yet cannot ghesse what lists
You are to enter when you are in priuate
With a willingly ladie, one, that to inioye
Your company this night deni'd the King
Accesse, to what's his owne, if you will presse me
To speake in playner language.

Mathias.
Pray you forbeare,
I would I did not vnderstand too much
Already, by your words I am instructed
To credite that, which not confirmd by you,
Had bred suspition in me of vntruth
Though an Angell had affirm'd it, but suppose
That cloyd with happines (which is euer builte
On vertuous chastity, in the wantonnesse
Of appetite, you desire to make triall
Of the false delights propos'd by vitious lust:
Among ten thousand euery way moreable
And apter to be wrought on, such as owe you
Obedience being your subiects, why should you
Make choice of me a stranger?

Honoria.
Though yet reason
Was nere admitted in the court of loue,
I'll yeeld you one vnanswerable, as I vrg'd
In our last priuate conference, you haue
A pretty promising presence, but there are
Many in limbes, and feature who may take
That way the right hand file of you, besides
Your May of youth is pas'd, and the blood spent
By woundes, though brauely taken, render you
Disabld for loues seruice, and that valour
Set off with better fortune, which it may be
Swels you aboue your boundes' is not the hooke
That hath caught me good sir I need no champion
With his sword to guard my honor, or my beauty,
In both I can defend my selfe, and liue
My owne protection.

Mathias.
If these aduocates
The best that can plead for me, haue no power?
What can you find in me else, that may tempt you
With irrecouerable losse vnto your selfe
To be a gayner from me?

Honoria.
You haue Sir
A iewell of such matchlesse worth and lustre,
As does disdaine comparison, and darkens
All that is rare in other men, and that
I must or win, or lessen.

Mathias.
You heape more
Amazement on me, what am I posses'd of
That you can couet? make me vnderstand it,
If it haue a name?

Honoria.
Yes an imagin'd one,
But is in substance nothing, being a garment
Worne out of fashion, and long since giuen ore
By the court and country, tis your loyalty,
And constancy to your wife, 'tis that I dote on,
And does deserue my enuy, and that iewell
Or by faire play, or foule, I must winne from you.

Mathias.
These are meere contraries, if you loue me Madam
For my constancy, why seeke yo to destroy it?
In my keeping it preserue me worth your fauour,
Or if it be a iewell of that value,
As you with labour'd rhetorick would perswad me
What can you stake against it?

Honoria.
A Queenes fame,
And equall honor.

Mathias.
So whoeuer wins
Both shall be loosers.

Honoria.
That is that I aime at
Yet on the by I lay my youth, my beauty
This moist palme, this soft lippe, and those delights
Darkenesse should onely iudge of, do you find 'em
Infectious in the tryall, that you start
As frighted with their touch?

Mathias.
Is it in man
To resist such strong temptations?

Honoria.
He begins
To wauer.

Mathias.
Madam as you are gracious
Grant this short nights deliberation to me,
And with the rising sum from me you shall
Receiue full satisfaction.

Honoria.
Though extreames
Hate all delay, I will denie you nothing,
This key will bring you to your friend you are safe both
And all things vsefull that could be prepar'd
For one I loue and honor waite vpon you,
Take counsaile of your pillow, such a fortune
(As with affections swiftest wings flies to you
Will not be often tendred.
Exit Honoria.

Mathias.
How my blood
Rebels! I now could call her backe and yet
Ther's something stayes me, if the King had tenderd
Such fauours to my wife 'tis to be doubted
They had not bene refus'd, but being a man
I should not yeeld first, or proue an example
For her defence of fraylty, by this sans question
She's tempted too, and heere I may examine
looke on the picture.
How shee holds out, she's still the same, the same
Pure Christan rocke of chastity perish all
Allurements that may alter me, the snow
Of her sweete coldnes, hath extinguished quite
The fire that but euen now began to flame!
And I by her confirm'd, rewards, nor titles,
Nor certaine death from the refused Queene
Shall shake my faith, since I resolue to be
Loyall to her, as she is true to me.
Exit Mathias.

Scæna secunda.

Enter Ubaldo, Ricardo.
Ubaldo.
What we spake on the voley begins to worke,
We haue layd a good foundation

Ricardo.
Build it vp
Or else tis nothing, you haue by lot the honor
Of the first assault, but as it is condition'd
Obserue the time proportion'd, I'll not part with
My share in the atchieuement, when I whistle,
Or hemme fall off.

Enter Sophia.
Vbaldo.
She comes Stand by, I'll watch
My oportunity.

Sophia.
I find my selfe
Strangely distracted with the various stories
Now wel, now ill, then boubtfully by my ghests
Deliuer'd of my Lord: and like poore beggers
That in their dreames find treasure, by reflection
Of a wounded fancie, make it questionable
Whither they sleepe, or not; yet teickl'd with
Such a phantasticke hope of happinesse,
Wish they may neuer wake in some such measure,
Incredulous of what I see, and touch
As 'twere a fading apparition, I
Am still perplex'd, and troubled, and when most
Confirm'd tis true a curious iealousie
To be assur'd, by what meanes, and from whom
Such a masse of welth, was first deseru'd, then gotten
Cunningly steale into me, I haue practis'd
For my certaine resolution with these courtiers
Promising priuate conference to either,
And at this hower, if in search of the truth
I heare or say more, then becomes my vertue
For giue me my Mathias.

Vbaldo.
Now I make in,
Maddam as you commanded I attend
Your pleasure.

Sophia.
I must thanke you for the fauour.

Ubaldo.
I am no ghostly father, yet if you haue
Some scruples, touching your Lord, you would be resolu'd of
I am prepar'd.

Sophia.
But will you take your oath
To answere truely?

Vbaldo.
On the hemme of your smocke if you please
A vow I dare not breake it beeing a booke
I would gladly swere on.

Sophia.
To spare sir that trouble
I'll take your word which in a gentleman
Should be of equall value, is my Lord then
In such grace with the Queene?

Vbaldo.
You should best know
By what you haue found from him, whether he can
Deserue a grace or noe.

Sophia.
What grace do you meane?

Ubaldo.
That speciall grace (if you'l haue it)
He laboured so hard for betweene a paire of sheets
On your wedding night
When your Ladiship lost you know what.

Sophia.
Fie be more modest
Or I must leaue you.

Vbaldo.
I would tell a truth
As cleanely as I could, and yet the subiecte
Makes me run out a little.

Sophia.
You would put now
A foolish ielousie in my head my Lord
Hath gotten a new mistris.

Vbaldo.
One? a hundred
But vnder seale I speake it, I presume
Vpon your silence, it being for your profit,
They talke of Hercules, backe for fifty in a night
'Twas well but yet to yours he was a pidler
Such a souldier, and a courtier neuer came
To Alba regalis, the ladies run mad for him,
And there is such contention among 'em
Who shall ingrosse him wholy, that the like
Was neuer hard of.

Sophia.
Are they handsome women?

Vbal.
Fie noe course mammets, and whats worse they are old to
Some fifty, some threescore, and they pay deere fort
Beleeuing, that he carries a powder in his breeches
Will make 'em young againe, and these sucke shrewdly,

Ricardo.
Sir I must fetch you off.

Whistles.
Vbaldo.
I could tell you wonders
Of the cures he has done, but a buisnesse of import
Calls me away, but that dispatch'd I will
Be with you presently.

steps aside.
Sophia.
There is something more
In this then bare suspition.

Ricardo.
Saue you lady
Now you looke like your selfe! I haue not look'd on
A lady more compleat yet haue seene a Madam
Were a garment of this fashion, of the same stuffe to,
One iust of your dimensions, sate the wind there boy.

Sophia.
What lady sir?

Ricardo.
Nay nothing, and me thinkes
I should know this rubie very good? tis the same
This chaine of orient pearle, and this diamond to
Haue beene worne before, but much good may they do you
Strengh to the gentlemans backe he toyld hard for 'em,
Before he got 'em

Sophia.
Why? how were they gotten?

Vbaldo hemms.
Ricardo.
Not in the feeld with his sword vpon my life
He may thanke his close stilletto, plage vpon it
Run the minutes so fast, pray you excuse my manners
I left a letter in my chamber window,
Which I would not haue seene on any termes, fye on it
Forgetfull as I am, but I strayt attend you

Ricardo steps aside.
Sophia.
This is strange his letters sayd these iewels were
Presented him by the Queene, as a reward
For his good seruice, and the trunckes of clothes
That followd them this last night, with hast made vp
By his direction.

Enter Ubaldo.
Ubaldo.
I was telling you
Of wonders Maddam.

Sophia.
If you are soe skilfull
Without premeditation answere me,
Know you this gowne, and these rich iewels?

Ubaldo.
Heauen.
How things will come out, but that I should offend you,
And wrong my more then noble friend
Your husband for we are sworne brothers, in the discouery
Of his neerest secrets I could.

Sophia.
By the hope of fauour
That you haue from me out with it.

Ubaldo.
Tis a potent spell
I cannot resist, why I will tell you Madam,
And to how many seuerall women you are
Beholding for your brauerie, this was
The Wedding gowne of Paulina a rich strumpet
Worme but a day when she married ould Gonzage,
And left of trading.

Sophia.
O my hart.

Ubaldo.
This chaine
Of pearle was a great widdowes, that inuited
Your Lord to the masque, and the wether prouing foule
He lodg'd in her house all night, and merry they were,
But how he came by it I know not.

Sophia.
Periurd man!

Ubaldo.
This ring was Iuliettas, a fine peece
But very good at the sport, this diamond
Was Madam Acanthes giuen him for a song
prick'd in a priuate arbor, as she sayd
When the Queene askd for it, and she hard him sing to,
And danc'd to his hornepipe or there are lyers abroad
There are other toyes about you
The same way purchas'd but paraleld
With these not worth the relation.
You are happy in a husband neuer man
Made better vse of his strength, would you haue him wast,
His body away for nothing? If he holds out,
Thers not an Embrodered peticote in the court
But shall be at your seruice.

Sophia.
I commend him
It is a thriuing trade, but pray you leaue me
A little to my selfe.

Vbaldo.
You may command
Your seruant madam, she stung vnto the quicke ladd.

Ricardo.
I did my part if this potion worke not hang me
Let her sleepe as well as she can to night, to morrow
Wee'll mount new batteries,

Ubaldo.
And till then leaue her?

Exeunt Vbaldo, Ricardo
Sophia.
You powers that take into your care, the gard
Of inocence ayd me, for I am a creature,
Soe forfeyted to dispaire, hope cannot fancie
A ransome to redeeme me, I begin
To wauer in my faith and marke it doubtfull
Whither the Saints that were canoniz'd for
Their holines of life find not in secret.
Since my Mathias is falne from his vertue
In such an open fashion, could it be else
That such a husband so deuoted to me,
so vow'd to temperance, for laciuious hire
Should prostitute himselfe to common harlots
Ould, and deform'd to wast for this he left me?
And in a faind pretence for want of meanes
To giue me ornament? or to bring home
Diseases to me? suppose these are false,
And lustfull goates if he were true and right
Why stayes he so long from me? being made rich
And that the onely reason why he left me.
No he is lost; and shall I weare the spoiles.
And Salaries of lust? they cleaue vnto me
Like Nessus poyson'd shirt? no in my rage
I'll teare 'em of, and from my body wash
The venome with my teares, haue I no spleene
Nor anger of a woman? shall he build
Vpon my ruins and I vureueng'd
Deplore his falshood? no? with the same trash
For which he hath dishonor'd me, I'll purchase
A iust reuenge, I am not yet so much
In debt to yeares, nor so misshap'd that all
Should flie from my Embraces, chastity
Thou onely art a name, and I renounce thee,
I am now a seruant to voluptuousnesse,
Wantons of all degrees and fashions welcome
You shall be entertain'd, and if I stray
Let him condemne himselfe, that lead the way.

Exit.