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The third Act.
Enter Lord Bonvile, Mistresse Iulietta, Fairefield, with their Attendants.Lo.
Lady y'are welcome to the spring, the Parke
Lookes fresher to salute you, how the birds
On every tree sing; with more cheerefullnesse
At your accesse, as if they prophecyed
Nature would dye, and resigne her providence
To you, fit onely to succeede her.
Iu.
You expresse
A Master of all Complement, I have
Nothing but plaine humilitie, my Lord
To answere you.
Lo.
But ile speake our owne English,
Hang these affected straines, which we sometimes
Practise, to please the curiosity
Of talking Ladyes, by this lippe th'art welcome,
Ile sweare a hundred oathes upon that booke,
An't please you.
Enter Tryer.
Tr.
They are at it.
Iu.
You shall not need my Lord, I'me not incredulous.
I doe beleeve your honour, and dare trust
For more than this.
Lo.
I wonot breake my credit
With any Lady that dares trust me.
Iu.
She had a cruell heart, that would not venture
Vpon the ingagement of your honour.
Lo.
What? what durst thou venture now, and be plaine wo'me.
Iu.
There's nothing in the verge of my command
That should not serve your Lordship.
Lo.
Speake, speake truth and flatter not,
Vpon what security?
Iu.
On that which you propounded sir, your honour,
It is above all other obligation,
Lo:
Vpon my honour will you lend me then
But a nights lodging.
Iu.
How sir.
Lo.
She is angry
I shall obtaine, I know the tricke out, had
She yeelded at the first it had beene fatall.
Iu.
It seemes your Lordship speakes to one you know not.
Lo.
But I desire to know you better Lady.
Iu.
Better! I should desire my Lord.
Lo.
Better or worse, if you dare venture one,
Ile hazard t'other.
Iu.
Tis your Lordships mirth.
Lo.
Y'are in the right, tis the best mirth of all.
Iu.
Ile not beleeve my Lord you meane so wantonly
As you professe.
Lo.
Refuse me if I doe not
Not meane? I hope you have more Charity
Then to suspect, Ile not performe as much,
And more than I ha said, I know my fault,
I am too modest when I undertake,
But when I am to Act let me alone.
Tr.
You shall be alone no longer
My good Lord.
Lo.
Franck Tryer.
Tr.
Which side holds your honour.
Lo.
I am o'thy side Franck.
Tr.
I thinke so! for
All the Park's against me, but 6. to 4.
Is oddes enough.
Iu.
Is it so much against you.
Tr.
Lady I thinke tis two, to one.
Lo.
We were on even termes till you came hither,
I finde her yeelding, and when they doe run?
Tr.
They say presently.
Lo.
Will you venture any thing Lady?
Tr.
Perhaps she reserves her selfe for the horse race.
Iu.
There I may venture somewhat with his Lordship.
That was a witty one.
Tr.
You will be doing.
La.
You are for the footemen.
Tr.
I runne with the Company.
Enter Rider, and Venture.
Ven.
Ile goe your halfe.
Ri.
No thanke you Iacke, would I had tenne peeces more
On't.
Lo.
Which side.
Ri.
On the Irishman.
Lo.
Done! Ile maintaine the English,
As many more with you, I love to cherish
Our owne Countrymen.
Ven.
Tis done my Lord.
Tr.
Ile rooke for once, my Lord Ile hold you twenty more
Lo.
Done with you too.
Iu.
Your Lordship is very confident.
Lo.
Ile lay with you too.
Tr.
Lye with her he meanes.
Lo.
Come, you shall venture something,
What gold against a kisse, but if you lose,
You shall pay it formally downe upon my lippe.
Tr.
Though she should winne, it would be held extortion
To take your money.
Iu.
Rather want of modesty,
A great sinne if you observe the circumstance,
I see his Lordshippe has a disposition
To be merry, but proclaime not this free laye
To every one, some women in the world
Would hold you all day.
Lo.
But not all night sweete Lady.
Ven.
Will you not see 'em my Lord?
Lo.
Franck Tryar, youle waite upon this gentlewoman,
I must among the gamesters, I shall quickly
Returne to kisse your hand.
Tr.
How dee like this gallant.
Iu.
Hee's one it becomes not me to censure.
Tr.
Dee not finde him coming, a wilde gentleman
Iu.
You made me acquainted with him to that purpose,
It was your confidence, Ile do what I can,
Because he is your noble Friend, and one
In whom was hid so much perfection
Of honour, for at first 'twas most invisible,
But it begins to appeare, and I do perceive
A glimering, it may breake out a flame,
I shall know all his thoughts at our next conference,
He has a secret to impart he sayes
only to me.
Tr.
And will you heare it?
Iu.
Yes Sir, if it be honourable there is no harme in't,
If otherwise you do not doubt my innocence.
Tr.
But do not tempt a danger.
Iu.
From his Lordship.
Tr.
I do not say from him.
Iu.
From mine owne frailety.
Tr.
I dare not conclude that but from the matter
Of his discourse, on which there may depend
A circumstance that may not prove so happy.
Iu.
Now I must tell you Sir, I see your heart
Is not so just as I deserve, you have
Engag'd me to his conversation,
Provok'd by jealous thoughts, and now your feare
Betrayes your want of goodnes, for he never
was right at home, that dare suspect his Mistris,
Can love degenerate in noble breasts,
Collect the arguments, that could invite you
To this unworthy tryall, bring them to
My forehead, where you shall inscribe their names
For virgins to blush at me, if I do not
Fairely acquit my selfe.
Tr.
Nay be not passionate.
Iu.
I am not Sir so guilty to be angry,
But you shall give me leave unlesse you will
Declare, you dare not trust me any further,
Not to breake off so rudely with his, Lordship.
And if my councell may prevaile with you,
You shannot interrupt us, have but patience
Ile keepe the story for you, and assure
My ends have no base mixture, not my love
To you could bribe me to the least dishonour,
Much lesse a stranger, since I have gone so farre
By your commission, I will proceede
A little further at my perrill Sir.
Tr.
I know thou art proofe against a thousand Engins,
Pursue what waies you please.
Enter Lacy, Mistris Bonavent, and Mistris Caroll.
Iu.
This morning married?
Tr.
That your brothers Mistris.
Iu.
She that Ieeres all within Gunshotte.
Tr.
In the way of Suiters,
She is reported such a tyrant.
Iu.
My Brother.
Enter Master Fairefeild.
Fa.
Frank Tryer.
Iu.
Brother do you know that gentlewoman.
Fa.
Tis she, then you and I must seeme more familier,
And you shannot be angry.
La.
What gentlewomans that?
Tr.
She does not know thee.
Ca.
Was this his reason, pray if you love me lets
Walke by that gentleman.
La.
Master Fairefeild.
Ca.
Is that well trust gentleman one of them that run.
Bo.
Your sweet heart.
Ca.
Ha, ha, Ide laugh at that!
If you allow a bushell of salt to acquaintance,
Pray vouchsafe two words to a bargaine while you live
I scarce remember him, keepe in great heart.
Enter Master Bonavent.
La.
Oh Sir you are very well met here.
M. B.
We are met indeed, Sir thanke you for your musicke.
La.
It is not so much worth.
M. B.
I made you merry Master Bridegrome.
I could not choose but laugh.
M. B.
Be there any races here.
La.
Yes Sir horse and foote.
M. B.
Youle give me leave to take my Course then.
Ca.
This is the Captaine that did Dance.
M. B.
Not so nimbly as your wit, pray let me aske you a question.
I heare that gentlewoman's married.
Ca.
Married without question Sir.
M. B.
Dee think he has bin aforehand.
Ca.
How dee meane.
M. B.
In English has he plaid the forward gamester
And turnd up trump.
Ca.
Before the Cards be shufled?
I lay my life you meane a coate Card
Deale againe, you gave one to many
In the last tricke, yet Ile tell thee what I thinke.
M. B.
What?
Ca.
I thinke she and you might ha shewne more wit.
M. B.
Why she and I?
Ca.
She to ha kept her selfe a Widdow, and
You not to have asked me such a foolish question,
But if she had beene halfe so wise, as in
My conscience she is honest, you had mist
That excellent occasion, to shew
Your notable skill in dancing, but it pleasd
The learned destinies to put things together,
And so we separate.
M. B.
Fare yee well Mistris.
Ca.
Come hither, go to that gentleman Mr Fairefeild.
Bo.
Prethee sweete heart who runnes?
La.
An Irish and an English footeman!
Bo.
Will they runne this way?
La.
Iust before you, I must have a bet!
Exit.
Bo.
Nay, nay you shannot leave me.
Ca.
Do it discreetely, I must speake to him,
To ease my heart I shall burst else,
Weele expect em here, Cousen, do they runne naked?
Bo.
That were a most immodest sight.
Here have bin such fellowes, Cousen.
Bo.
It would fright the women!
Ca.
Some are of opinion it brings us hither,
Harke what a confusion of tongues there is,
Let you and I venture a paire of Gloves
Vpon their feete, Ile take the Irish.
Bo.
Tis done, but you shall pay if you lose.
Ca.
Heres my hand, you shall have the Gloves if you winne.
Bo.
I thinke they are started.
The Runners, after them the Gentlemen
Omnes.
A Teag, A Teag, make way for shame.
Lo.
I hold any man forty peeces yet.
Ven.
A hundred pound to ten, a hundred peeces to ten, will
No man take me?
M. B.
I hold you Sir.
Ven.
Well you shall see, a Teag a Teag hey.
Tr.
Ha well run Irish.
Bo.
He may be in a Bogge anon.
Exeunt.
Ca.
Can they tell what they doe in this Noise,
Pray Heaven it do not breake into the Tombes
At Westminster, and wake the dead.
Enter Master Fairefeild and his Sister.
Fa.
She's yonder still, she thinks thee a new Mistris.
Iu.
I observe her.
Fa.
How goe thinges Franke.
Enter Tryer.
Prethee observe that creature.
Tr.
She leeres this way.
Fa.
I ha done such a strange cure upon her,
Sh'as sent for me, and I will entreate thee Franke
To be a witnes of my triumph, tis
Now in my power to punish all her Ieeres,
But Ile go to her, thou shalt keepe a distance
Only to heare, how most miraculously
I ha brought things about.
Tr.
The cry returnes.
Omnes.
Make way there, a Teag, a Teag, a Teag.
Enter Runners, and Gentlemen.
Ven.
Forty, fifty, a hundred peeces to ten.
I hold you.
Ven.
Well you shall see, you shall see.
M. B.
This gentleman does nothing but talke, he makes good
No bet.
Ven.
Talke? you prate, Ile make good what I please Sir.
M. B.
Make the best you can o'that.
They switch, and draw, and Exeunt.
Enter Lord.
Bon.
For heavens sake lets remove.
Ca.
What for a naked weapon!
Exeunt.
Lo.
Fight gentlemen, y'are fine fellowes, 'tis a noble cause,
Come Lady Ile discharge your feares,
A Cup of Sacke, and Anthony at the Rose
Will reconcile their furies.
Exeunt
Enter Fairefeild, and Tryer.
Fa.
I make a doubt whether I should go to her,
Vpon a single summons.
Tr.
By any meanes.
Fa.
What women are forbidden
They're mad to execute, she's here, be you
It'h reach of her voyce, and see how I will humble her.
Enter Caroll, and Rider.
Ca.
But keepe at some fit distance.
Ri.
You honour me, and shall
Command me any service.
Exit.
Ca.
He has gone a strange way to worke with me.
Fa.
Well advis'd, observe and laugh without a noise.
Ca.
I am asham'd to thinke what I must say now.
Fa.
By your leave Lady! I take it you sent for me?
Ca.
You wonnot be so impudent, I, send for you!
By Whom or when?
Fa.
Your servant—
Ca.
Was a villaine if he mention'd
I had any such desire, he told me indeed
You courted him to entreate me that I would
Be pleas'd to give you another audience,
And that you swoare, I know not what confound you,
You would not trouble me above six words.
You are prettily dispos'd.
Ca.
With much adoe you see I have consented,
What is't you would say?
Fa.
Nay, what is't, you would say?
Ca.
Be you no prompter to insinuate
The first word of your studied Oration,
He's out ons part, come, come Ile imagine it,
Was it not something to this purpose—Lady,
Or Mistresse, or what you will, although
I must confesse; you may with justice laugh at
My most ridiculous suite, and you will say
I am a foole.
Fa.
You may say any thing.
Ca.
To come a gen, whom you have so tormented,
For nere was simple Camomile so trod on,
Yet still I grow in love, but since there is
No hope to thaw your heart, I now am desperate,
Oh give me, lend me but the silken tye,
About your legge, which some doe call a garter,
To hang my selfe, and I am satisfied, am not I a witch.
Fa.
I thinke th'art past it,
Which of the furies art thou made already,
I shall depart the world, nere feare it Lady,
Without a necklace, did not you send for me.
Tr.
I shall laugh a loud sir.
Ca.
What madnesse has
Possest you? have I not sworne you know by what,
Never to thinke well of you, of all men
Living, not to desire your companie,
And will you still intrude, shall I be haunted
For ever, no place give me priviledge;
Oh man what art thou come to?
Fa.
Oh woman!
How farre thy tongue and heart doe live asunder,
Come; I ha found you out, off with this vayle,
It hides not your complexion, I doe tell thee,
I see thy heart, and every thought within it,
A little peevishnesse to save your credit
Over doing the businesse it appeares
Ridiculous, like my suite as you inferred,
But I forgive thee and forget thy trickes
And trillabubs, and will sweare to love thee
Hartily; wenches must ha their wayes.
Ca.
Pardon me sir, if I have seem'd too light,
It was not rudenesse from my heart, but a
Disguise to save my honour if I found
You still incredulous.
Fa.
I love thee better
For thy Vagaries.
Ca.
In vaine I see I should dissemble w'ee,
I must confesse y'ave caught me, had you still
Pursued the common path, I had fled from you,
You found the constitution of women
In me, whose will, not reason is their law,
Most apt to doe, what most they are forbidden,
Impatient of curbes in their desires.
Fa.
Thou sayest right.
Ca.
Oh love I am thy Captive, but I am forsworne,
Am I not sir?
Fa.
Nere thinke o'that.
Ca.
Nere thinke on't.
Fa.
Twas a vaine oath, and well may be dispenst with.
Ca.
Oh sir, be more religious, I never
Did violate an oath in all my life,
Though I ha beene wilde, I had a care of that,
An oathe's a holy obligation,
And never dreaming of this chance, I tooke it
With true intention to performe your wishes,
Fa.
Twas but a kisse, Ile give it thee agen.
Ca.
But tis inrold in that high Court already,
I must confesse, I could looke on you now
With other eyes, for my rebellious heart
Is soft and capeable of loves impression,
Which may prove dangerous, if I cherish it,
Having forsworne your love.
Now I am fitted.
I have made twigges to ierke my selfe—well thought on
You shall absolve your selfe, your oath does not
Oblige you to performe what you excepted,
And among them, if you remember, you
Said you must have your humor you'd be sicke else,
Now if your humor be to breake your oath
Your obligation's void.
Ca.
You have releev'd me!
But do not triumph in your conquest sir,
Be modest in your victory.
Fa.
Will not you
Fly off againe, now Y'are at large.
Ca.
If you
Suspect it, call some witnesse of my vowes,
I will contrct my selfe.
Fa.
And I am provided,
Franke Tryer appeare, and shew thy Phinomy,
He is a Friend of mine, and you may trust him.
Ca.
What summe of money is it you would borrow.
Tr.
I borow?
Ca.
This gentleman your friend has fully
Possest me with your wants, nay do not blush,
Debt is no sinne, though my owne monyes sir
Are all abroad, yet upon good security,
Which he answeres you can put in, I will
Speake to a friend of mine.
Fa.
What security?
Ca.
Your selves, and two sufficient Aldermen,
For men are mortall and may breake.
Pa.
What meane you?
Ca.
You shall have fifty pounds for forty weekes
To do you a pleasure.
Fa.
Youle not use me thus?
Tr.
Fare you well, you have miraculously brought things about.
Ca.
You worke by stratagem and Ambuscado.
Exit.
Do you not thinke your selfe a proper gentleman,
Whom by your want of haire some hold a wit too,
How I am caught, do I not melt like hony
It'h dogge daies, why do you looke so staring.
Fa.
Do not you love me for all this?
Ca.
Would I had Art enough to draw your picture,
It would shew rarely at the exchange, you have
A medly in your face of many Nations,
Your Nose is Romane, which your next debauchment,
At Taverne with the helpe of pot or candlesticke.
May turne to Indian flat, your lip is Austrian,
And you do well to bit it; for your Chinne
It does incline to the Bavarian poke,
But seven yeares may disguise it with a beard,
And make it more ill favoured; you have eyes
Especially when you goggle thus, not much
Vnlike a Iewes, and yet some men might take em
For Turkes, by the two halfe Moones that rise about em,
I am an Infidell to use him thus.
Fa.
Till now I never was my selfe, farewell
For ever woman, not worth love or anger.
Ca.
Dee heare one word,
I'de faine speake kindly to him,
Why dost not raile at me?
Fa.
No, I will laugh at thee and at my selfe,
To have bin so much a foole, y'are a fine may game.
Ca.
I shall foole too much, but one word more,
By all the faith and love of womankinde,
Beleeve me now, it wonot out.
Fa.
Farewell
When next I dote upon thee be a Monster.
Ca.
Harke sir the Nightingale, there is better lucke
Comming towards us.
Fa.
When you are out of breath
You will give over, and for better lucke,
I do beleeve the bird, for I can leave thee,
And not be in love with my owne torment.
Ca.
How sir.
Fa.
I ha said, stay you and practise with the bird,
I should new ravish thee.
Exit.
Ca.
I must to th' Coach and weepe, my heart will break else,
I'me glad he does not see me.
Exit.
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