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Actus Quintus.

Scæn. 1.

Enter De-Gard, and Lugier.
De-G.
'Twill be discover'd.

Lug.
That's the worst can happen:
If there be any way, to reach, and work upon him;
Upon his nature suddenly, and catch him: That he loves,
Though he dissemble it, and would shew contrary,
And will at length relent: I'll lay my Fortune,
Nay more, my life.

De G.
Is she won?

Lug.
Yes, and ready,
And my designments set.

De-G.
They are now for Travel,
All for that Game again: they have forgot wooing.

Lug.
Let 'em; we'll travel with 'em.

De-G.
Where's his Father?

Lug.
Within; he knows my minde too, and allows it;
Pitties your Sisters Fortune most sincerely;
And has appointed, for our more assistance,
Some of his secret Friends.

De-G.
'Speed the plowgh.

Lug.
Well said;
And be you serious too.

De-G.
I shall be diligent.

Lug.
Let's break the Ice for one, the rest will drink too
(Beleeve me, sir) of the same Cup; my young Gentlewomen
Wait but who sets the Game a foot; though they seem 'stubborn,
Reserv'd, and proud now, yet I know their hearts,
Their pulses, how they heat, and for what cause, Sir;
And how they long to venture their Abilities
In a true Quarrel; Husbands they must, and will have,
Or Nunneries, and thin Collations
To cool their bloods; Let's all about our business,
And if this faile, let Nature work.

De-G.
Ye have arm'd me.

Exeunt.

Scæn. 2.

Enter Mirabel, Nantolet, La castre.
La Cast.
Will ye be wilful then?

Mir.
'Pray, sir, your pardon,
For I must Travel: lie lazy here;
Bound to a Wife; Chain'd to her subtleties,
Her humors, and her wills, which are meer Fetters;
To have her today pleas'd, to morrow peevish,
The third day mad, the fourth rebellious;
You see, before they are married, what Moriscoes,
What Masques, and Mummeries they put upon us,
To be ty'd here, and suffer their Lavalto's?

Nan.
'Tis your own seeking.

Mir.
Yes, to get my freedom;
Were they as I could wish 'em.

la-Cast.
Fools, and Meacocks,
To endure what you think fit to put upon 'em:
Come, change your minde.

Mir.
Not before I have chang'd air (Father)
When I know women worthy of my company,
I will return again and wait upon 'em;
Till then (dear Sir) I'll amble all the world over,
And run all hazards, misery, and poverty,
Enter Pinac & Bellure.
So I escape the dangerous Bay of Matrimony.

Pi.
Are ye resolv'd?

Mir.
Yes certain; I will out again.

Pi.
We are for ye, sir; we are your servants once more;
Once more we'll seek our fortune in strange Countries;
Ours is too scornful for us.

Bel.
Is there ne'er a Land
That ye have read, or head of, (for I care not how far it be,
Nor under what Pestiferous Star it lies)
A happy Kingdom, where there are no Women?
Nor have been ever? Nor no mention
Of any such lewd Things, with lewder qualities?
For thether would I Travel; where 'tis Fellony
To confess he had a Mother: a Mistris, Treason?

la-Cast.
Are you for Travel too?

Bel.
For any thing;
For living in the Moon, and stopping hedges,
E'er I stay here to be abus'd, and baffell'd.

Nant.
Why did ye not break your minds to me? They are my daughters;
And sure I think I should have that command over 'em?
To see 'em well bestow'd: I know ye are Gentlemen,
Men of fair Parts and States; I know your Parents;
And had ye told me of your fair Affections:
Make but one Tryal more; and let me second ye.

Bel.
No I'll make Hob-nailes first, and mend old Kettles:
Can ye lend me an Armor of high proof, to appear in,
And two or three field pieces to defend me?
The Kings Guard are meer Pigmeys.

Nant.
They will not eat ye.

Bel.
Yes, and you too, and twenty fatter Monsieurs,
If their high stomacks hold: They came with Chopping-knives,
To cut me into Rands, and Surloyns, and so powder me.
Come, shall we go?

Nant.
You cannot be so discurteous
(If ye intend to go) as not to visit 'em,
And take your leaves.

Mir.
That we dare do, and civilly,
And thank 'em too.

Pi.
Yes, sir, we know that honesty.

Bel.
I'll come i'th Rear, forty foot off, I'll assure ye,
With a good Gun in my hand; I'll no more Amazons,
I mean, no more of their frights; I'll make my three legs,
Kiss my hand twice; and if I smell no danger;
If the enterview be clear, may be I'll speak to her;
I'll ware a privy coat too; and behind me,
To make those parts secure, a Bandog.

la-Cast.
You are a merry Gentleman.

Bel.
A wary Gentleman; I do assure ye,
I Have been warn'd, and must be arm'd.

la-Cast.
Well, Son,
These are your hasty thoughts, when I see you are bent to it,
Then I'll beleeve, and joyn with ye; So we'll leave ye:
There's a Trick will make ye stay.

Nant.
I hope so.

Exeunt.
Mir.
We have won immortal Fame now, if we leave 'em.

Pi.
You have, but we have lost.

Mir., Pinac,
Thou art cozen'd;
I know they Love ye; and to gain ye handsomly,
Not to be thought to yeeld, they would give millions;
Their Fathers willingness, that must needs shew ye.

Pi.
If I thought so.

Mir.
Ye shall be hang'd, ye Recreant,
Would ye turn Renegado no?

Bel.
No lets away, Boyes,
Out of the Air, and tumult of their Villanies;
Though I were married to that Grashopper,
And had her fast by th' legs I should think she would cozen me.

Fac.
Monsieur Mirabel, I take it?

Enter a young Factor.
Mir.
Y'are ith' right, sir.

Fac.
I am come to seek ye, sir; I have been at your Fathers,
And understanding you were here.

Mir.
Ye are welcome:
May I crave your name?

Fac.
Fosse, Sir, and your servant;
That you may know me better; I am Factor
To your old Merchant, Leverdure.

Mir.
How do's he?

Fac.
Well, sir, I hope: he is now at Orleance,
About some business.

Mir.
You are once more welcom.
Your Master's a right honest man; and one
I am much beholding too, and must very shortly
Trouble his love again.

Fac.
You may be bold, sir.

Mir.
Your business if you please now?

Fac.
This it is, sir.
I know ye well remember in your Travel
A Genoa Merchant.

Mir.
I remember many.

Fac.
But this man, sir, particularly; your own benefit
Must needs imprint him in ye: one Alberto;
A Gentleman you sav'd from being Murther'd
A little from Bollonia,
I was then myself in Italie, and supplide ye,
Though happely, you have forgot me now.

Mir.
No, I remember ye,
And that Alberto too: a noble Gentleman:
More to remember, were to thanck myself, Sir.
What of that Gentleman?

Fac.
He is dead:

Mir.
I am sorry.

Fac.
But on his death bed, leaving to his Sister.
All that he had beside some Certaine Jewells,
Which with a Ceremony, he bequeathd to you,
In gratefull memory: he commanded strictly
His Sister, as she lov'd him and his peace,
To see those Jewells safe, and true deliverd;
And with them, his last Love. She, as tender
To observe this wil, not trusting friend, nor Servant,
With such a weight, is come her self to Paris
And at my Masters House.

Mir.
You tell me a wonder.

Fac.
I tell ye a truth, Sir: She is young, and handsom,
And well attended: of much State, and Riches;
So loving, and obedient to her Brother;
That on my Conscience, if he had given her also,
She would most willingly have made her tender.

Mir.
May not I see her?

Fac.
She desires it hartily.

Mir.
And presently?

Fac.
She is now about some Business,
Passing Accompts of some few debts here owing,
And buying Jewells of a Merchant,

Mir.
Is she wealthie.

Fac.
I would ye had her, Sir, at all adventure.
Her Brother had, a main State.

Mir.
And faire too?

Fac.
The prime of all those parts of Italie,
For Beautie, and for Curtesie.

Mir.
I must needs see her.

Fac.
'Tis all her Business, Sir. Ye may now see her,
But to morrow will be fitter for your visitation;
For she is not yet prepared.

Mir.
Onely, her sight, Sir.
And when you shall think fit for further visit.

Fac.
Sir, ye may see her; and Ile wayt your Coming.

Mir.
And Ile be with ye instantly. I know the house,
Mean time, my love, and thanks, Sir.

Fac.
Your poore Servant

—Exit.
Pi.
Thou hast the strangest Luck: What was that Alberto?

Mir.
An honest noble Marchant, 'twas my chance
To rescue from some Rogues had almost slain him;
And he in kindness to remember this.

Bel.
Now we shall have you:
For all your protestations, and your forwardness,
Finde out strange Fortunes in this Ladies eyes,
And new entirements to put off your journey;
And who shall have honor then?

Mir.
No, no, never fear it:
I must needs see her, to receive my Legacy.

Bel.
If it be tide up in her smock, Heaven help thee:
May not we see too?

Mir.
Yes, afore we go:
I must be known my self e'er I be able
To make thou welcom: wouldst thou see more women?
I thought you had been out of love with all:

Bel.
I may be,
I finde that with the least encouragement,
Yet I desire to see whether all Countries
Are naturally possess'd with the same spirits;
For if they be, I'll take a Monastery,
And never Travel; for I had rather be a Frier,
And live mewed up, then be a fool and flouted:

Mir.
Well, well, I'll meet ye anon; then tell you more, Boys;
How e'er, stand prepar'd, prest for our journey;
For certain, we shall go, I think, when I have seen her.
And view'd her well.

Pi.
Go, go, and we'll wait for ye;
Your fortune directs ours.

Bel.
You shall finde us ith' Tavern,
Lamenting in Sack and Suger for our losses;
If she be right Italian, and wants servants,
You may prefer the properest man,
How I could worry a woman now?

Pi.
Come, come, leave prating;
Ye may have enough to do, without this boasting

Exeunt.

Scæn. 3.

Enter Lugier, de-Gard, Rosalu. and Lillia.
Lug.
This is the last adventure.

de-G.
And the happiest,
As we hope too.

Ros.
We should be glad to finde it.

Lil.
Who shall conduct us thither?

Lug.
Your man is ready.
For I must not be seen; no, nor this Gentleman;
That may beget suspition: all the rest
Are people of no doubt; I would have ye, Ladies,
Keep your old liberties, and as we instruct ye:
Come, look not pale; you shall not lose your wishes;
Nor beg 'em neither: but be your selves, and happy.

Ros.
I tell ye true, I cannot hold off longer,
Nor give no more hard language.

de-G.
You shall not need.

Ros.
I love the Gentleman, and must now show it;
Shall I beat a propper man out of heart?

Lug.
There's none advises ye.

Lil.
'Faith I repent me too.

Lug.
Repent, and spoil all.
Tell what ye know, ye had best.

Lil.
I'll tell what I think;
For if he ask me now, if I can love him,
I'll tell him yes, I can: The man's a kinde man;
And out of his true honesty affect me;
Although he plaid the fool, which I requited;
Must I still hold him at the staves end?

Lug.
You are two strange woman.

Ros.
We may be, if we fool still.

Lug.
Dare ye beleeve me?
Follow but this advice I have set you in now,
And if ye lose: would ye yeeld now so basely?
Give up without your honors saved?

de-G.
Fie, Ladies.
Preserve your freedom still.

Lil.
Well, well, for this time.

Lug.
And carry that full state.

Ros.
That's as the winde stands:
If it begin to chop about, and scant us;
Hang me, but I know what Ile do: come direct us,
I make no doubt, we shall do handsomly.

de-G.
Some part o'th' way, we'll wait upon ye, Ladies;
The rest your man supplies:

Lug.
Do well, I'll honor ye.

Exeunt.

Scæn. 4.

Enter Factor and Mirabel, Oriana and two Merchants.
Fac.
Look ye, Sir, there she is, you see how busie;
Methinks you are infinitely bound to her, for her journey.

Mir.
How gloriously she shews? She is a tall woman.

Fac.
Of a fair Size, sir. My Master not being at home,
I have been so out of my wits, to get her company:
I mean, sir, of her own fair Sex, and fashion.

Mir.
A far off, she is most fair too.

Fac.
Neer, most Excellent.
At length, I have entreated two fair Ladies,
And happily you know 'em: the young daughters
Of Monsieur Nantolet.

Mir.
I know 'em well, sir.
What are those? Jewels?

Fac.
All.

Mir.
They make a rich shew?

Fac.
There is a matter of ten thousand pounds too
Was owing here: you see those Merchants with her;
They have brought it in now.

Mir.
How handsomly her shape shews?

Fac.
Those are still neate: your Italiane are most curious.
Now she looks this way.

Mir.
She has a gooly presence.
How full of curtesie? Well, sir, I'll leave ye.
And if I may be bold to bring a friend or two;
Good noble Gentlemen.

Fac.
No doubt, ye may, sir.
For you have most command.

Mir.
I have seen a wonder.

Exit.
Or.
Is he gon?

Fac.
Yes.

Or.
How?

Fac.
Taken to the utmost.
A wonder dwels about him.

Or.
He did not guess at me?

Fac.
No, be secure; ye shew another woman.
He is gone to fetch his friends.

Or.
Where are the Gentlewomen?

Fac.
Here, here, now they are come,
Enter Rosaluce, Lillia, Servant.
Sit still, and let them see ye.

Ros.
Pray ye, where's my friend, Sir?

Fac.
She is within, Ladies, but here's another Gentlewoman;
A stranger to this Towne: so please you visit her,
'Twill be well taken.

Lil.
Where is she?

Fac.
There, Above; Ladies.

Ser.
'Bless me: what Thing is this? two Pinacles,
Upon her pate! Is't not a glode to catch Wood-cocks?

Ros.
Peace, ye rude, knave.

Ser.
What a bouncing Bum she has too?
There's Saile enough for a Carreck.

Ros.
What is this Lady?
For as I live, she's a goodly woman.

Fac.
Ghess, ghess.

Lil.
I have not seen a nobler Presence.

Ser.
'Tis a lustie wench: now could I spend my forty-pence,
With all my heart, to have but one fling at her;
To give her but a washing blow.

Lil.
Ye Rascall.

Ser.
I that's all a man has, for's goodwill: 'twil be long enough,
Before ye cry come Anthonie, and kiss me.

Lil.
Ile have ye whipt.

Ros.
Has my friend seen this Lady?

Fac.
Yes, yes, and is well known to her.

Ros.
I much admire her Presence.

Lil.
Soe do I too:
For I protest, she is the handsomest,
The rarest, and the newest to mine eie
That ever, I saw yet.

Ros.
I long to know her;
My friend shall doe that kindness.

Ori.
So she shall Ladies.
Come, pray ye come up.

Ros.
O, me,

Lil.
Hang me if I knew her:
Were I a man my self, I should now love ye;
Nay, I should doate.

Ros.
I dare not, trust mine eies;
For as I live ye are the strangest alter'd
I must come up to know the truth.

Ser.
So must I, Lady;
For I am a kind of unbeleever too.

Lil.
Get ye gon, Sirrah;
And what ye have seen, be secret in: you are paid else;
No more of your long tongue.

Fac.
Will ye goe in Ladies,
And talke with her. These ventures will come strait:
Away with this fellow.

Lil.
There, Sirrah, goe, disport ye.

Ser.
I would the Trunck-hos'd-woman, would goe with me.

Exit.

Scæn. 5.

Enter Mirabel, Pinac, Bellure.
Pi.
Is she so glorious handsome?

Mir.
You would wonder:
Our Women look like Gipsies, like Gills to her:
Their Clothes and fashions beggerly, and Bankrupt:
Base, old, and scurvy.

Bel.
How lookes her face?

Mir.
Most heavenly:
And the becoming-motion of her Bodie
So setts her off.

Bel.
Why then we shall stay.

Mir.
Pardon me:
That's more then I know: if she be that Woman,
She appeares to be.

Bel.
As 'tis impossible.

Mir.
I shall then tell ye more.

Pi.
Did ye speake to her?

Mir.
No, no, I onely saw her: She was busie
Now I goe for that end: And mark her (Gentlemen)
If she appear, not to ye, one of the sweetest,
The handsomest: the fayrest, in behaviour,
We shall meet the two wenches there too, they come to visit her,
To wonder, as we doe.

Pi.
Then we shall meet'em.

Bel.
I had rather meet two Beares.

Mir.
There you may take your leaves, dispatch that business,
And as ye find their humours.

Pi.
Is your Love there too?

Mir.
No certain, she has no great heart to set out againe.
This is the house, Ile usher ye?

Bel.
Ile bless me,
And take a good heart if I can:

Mir.
Come, nobly

Exeunt.

Scæn. 6.

Enter Factor, Rosaluce, Lillia, Oriana.
Fac.
They are come in: Sit you two off, as Strangers,
There Ladie: where's the Boy? be readie, Sirrha
And cleere your Pipes, the Musick now: they enter.

Musick. then Enter Mirabell, Pinac and Bellure.
Pi.
What a State she keepes? how far off they sit, from her?
How rich she is, I marry, this shewes bravely.

Bel.
She is a lusty wench: and may allure a good man,
But if she have a Tongue, Ile not give two pence for her:
There sits my Fury: how I shake to see her.

Fac.
Madam this is the Gentleman.

Mir,
How sweet she kisses?
She has a Spring dwells on her lipps: a paradize
This is the Legacie.
Song.

Ori.
Most noble, Sir.
This from my now dead Brother, as his love,
And gratefull memory of your great benefit:
From me my thanks, my wishes, and my Service,
Till I am more acquainted I am silent,
Onely I dare say this, you are truly noble.

Mir.
What should I think?

Pi.
Think ye have a handsome fortune,
Would I had such another.

Ros.
Ye are well mett Gentlemen,
We heare ye are for Travell?

Pi.
Ye heare true, Ladie,
And come to take our Leaves.

Lil.
Wee'll along with ye,
We see you are growne so witty by your Journey,
We cannot choose but step out too: This Lady,
We mean to wait upon as far as Italy.

Bel.
I'll travel into Wales, amongst the Mountains;
I hope they cannot finde me.

Ros.
If you go further;
So good, and free society we hold ye,
We'll jog along too.

Pi.
Are ye so valiant Lady?

Lil.
And we'll be merry, Sir, and laugh.

Pi.
It may be
We'll go by Sea.

Lil.
Why 'tis the the onely voyage;
I love a Sea-voyage, and a blustring Tempest;
And let all split.

Pi.
This is a dainty Damosel:
I think 'twill tame ye: can ye ride post?

Lil.
'O excellently: I am never weary that way:
A hundred mile a day is nothing with me.

Bel.
I'll travel under ground: do you hear (sweet Lady?)
I finde it will be dangerous for a woman.

Ros.
No danger, sir, I warrant; I love to be under.

Bel.
I see she will abuse me all the world over:
But say we pass through Germany, and drink hard?

Ros.
We'll learn to drink and swagger too.

Bel.
She'll beat me.
Lady, I'll live at home.

Ros.
And I'll live with thee;
And We'll keep house together.

Bel.
I'll keep hounds first;
And those I hate right hartily.

Pi.
I go for Turky,
And so it may be up into Persia.

Lil.
We cannot know to much, I'll travel with ye.

Pi.
And you'll abuse me?

Lil.
Like enough.

Pi.
'Tis dainty.

Bel.
I will live in a bawdy-house.

Ros.
I dare come to ye.

Bel.
Say, I am dispos'd to hang my self?

Ros.
There I'll leave ye:

Bel.
I am glad I know how to avoid ye.

Mir.
May I speak yet?

Fac.
She beckons to ye.

Mir.
Lady, I could wish, I knew to recompence,
Even with the service of my life, those paines,
And those high favours you have thrown upon me;
Till I be more desertful in your eye;
And till my duty shall make known I honor ye:
Noblest of Women, do me but this favour,
To accept this back again, as a poor testimony.

Or.
I must have you too with 'em; else the Will,
That says they must rest with ye, is infring'd, sir,
Which pardon me, I dare not do.

Mir.
Take me then;
And take me with the truest love.

Or.
'Tis certain,
My Brother lov'd ye dearly, and I ought
As dearly to preserve that love. But, Sir;
Though I were willing; these are but your Ceremonies.

Mir,
As I have life, I speak my soul.

Or.
I like ye.
But how you can like me, without I have Testimony,
A Stranger to ye.

Mir.
I'll marry ye immediately.
A fair State, I dare promise ye.

Bel.
Yet she'll cozen thee.

Or.
Would some fair Gentlemen durst promise for ye.

Mir.
By all that's good

Enter la-Castre Nantolet, Lugier, & de-Gard.
All.
And we'll make up the rest, Lady.

Or.
Then Oriana takes ye; nay, she has caught ye;
If ye start now let all the World cry shame on ye:
I have out Travell'd ye.

Bel.
did not I say she would cheat thee?

Mir.
I thank ye, I am pleas'd, ye have deceived me;
And willingly I swallow it, and joy in't;
And yet perhaps I know ye: whose plot was this?

Lug.
He is not asham'd that cast it: he that executed
Followed your Fathers will.

Mir.
What a world's this, nothing but craft, and cozenage?

Or.
Who begun, sir.

Mir.
Well; I do take thee upon meer Compassion;
And I do think, I shall love thee. As a Testimony,
I'll burn my book, and turn a new leafe over.
But these fine clothes you shall wear still.

Or.
I obey you, sir, in all.

Nant.
And how! How, daughters! What say you to these Gentlemen?
What say ye, Gentlemen, to the Girles?

Pi.
By my troth—if she can love me.

Lil.
—How long?

Pi.
Nay, if once ye love.

Lil.
Then take me,
And take your chance.

Pi.
Most willingly, ye are mine, Lady:
And if I use ye not, that ye may love me.

Lil.
A Match y' faith.

Pi.
Why now ye travel with me.

Ros.
How that thing stands?

Bel.
It will if ye urge it.
'Bless your five wits:

Ros.
Nay, 'prethe stay, I'll have thee.

Bel.
You must ask me leave first.

Ros.
Wilt thou use me kindly;
And beat me but once a week?

Bel.
If ye deserve no more.

Ros.
And wilt thou get me with child?

Bel.
Dost thou ask me seriously?

Ros.
Yes indeed do I.

Bel.
Yes, I will get thee with child: Come presently,
And 't be but in revenge, I'll do thee that curtesie.
Well, if thou wilt fear God, and me; have at thee.

Ros.
I'll love ye, and I'll honor ye:

Bel.
I am pleas'd then.

Mir.
This Wild-Goose-Chase is done, we have won o' both sides.
Brother, your love: and now to Church of all hands;
Let's lose no time.

Pi.
Our Travelling, lay by.

Bel.
No more for Italy; for the Low-Countries,

Exeunt.