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Scæna tertia

Enter Vndermyne & Miniona, And after them Docter Makewell
Minio:
See There they are, warme in their wanton courtshipp,
Distillinge lustfull kisses, whilest I am
The Anvile of theire mockery,

Vnder:
Retire, my Miniona, Ile revenge
This Sacriledge of theirs,

(exit Miniona
Mod:
Behold my gardian, anger from his eyes,
shoots a consumeinge fier,
But heere comes yor deare friend to pacifie,

Vnd:
Heer's a divorce for you my hott rain'd couple,
pray parte, & bid adue, an vnthrifte first
shall meete wt h plentie, virtue wt h prfermt.
Ere you againe shall interchainge a looke,

Mod:
And why, good gardian, haue I acted ought
That may staine Virgine modestie?

Vnd:
Oh female Impudence, is all thy blood
Lett forth, throughout it's slippery Conduitts? that
Not a halfe blushe can rise, to shewe thy guilt
In that thy penitence,? I must shortly
Be seis'd to keepe a Stallion for your lust,
Or button vpp the mare, I will goe hire
A large Belconye, in the wanton Strand
Where, with your beautie, you shall angle vpp
The gaye Peripatetiques of the Courte,
Ile haue a daunceinge Monkey every morne
Teach you amorous Levaltors, play vppon
Your high stronge fidle, & breath you wt h Ladies
Preparinge for next Christmas revells—you Sr.
Can you? by yor. longe studdied and grave arte?
Distill, from all the rarest hearbs, the world has,
A Cooleinge Drinke, shall quench the capringe flame,
That boyles of all hir marrowe?

Witt:
Ile lett this humour vent, to trye hir temper,

Mod:
Sr. you are all compos'd of Slaunder, for—

Vnder:
Bee silenc'd holy sister, for many
of yor. blacke Bretheren are, vanishe,[d], begone,
There lyes yor. Chamber, in wc h you shall live
(Though not allowed by reform'd Disc[r]ipline)
An Anchorist, Oh yor. Italian Dames
Teach the loose English, retired modestie,
And breath chaste Ayre, wc h never wanton breath
poluted,? hence—

Mod:
Obedience shall direct mee,

(exit)
Doct:
And why soe bitter Sr.,? this Match is full
«[OMITTED]f c»leare equalitie, name yor. dislike
Is it his birth,? or manners,? fortunes,? or what?
His love hath tane firme roote, whose spreddinge nerues
Are subtelly wt h «h[OMITTED] h»eartstrings, interwoven,
Where it receives, and gives, like nourishment,
They prosper mutually, theis violent shakeings
Nere seperate a iott, though deepely grieue,
Sr. you are much too blame, yor venom'd tongue
Hath poyson'd their chaste mirth, the Mountaine eyce
Conieal'd by the North wynde to purest Christall,
Is nothinge soe transparent, as her soule
All frost to warme desires, in hir faire browe,
The beautious Index of hir fairer thoughts,
Is writt, the Story, of an ample virtue,

Vnd:
Even with such words, hee winns the courteous Madam,
To sporte, & toye, and [doe, the t'other thinge], doe the tother thing

Witt:
Pray make a period, or I shall forgett,
The Reverence due to age,

Vnd:
You are hir Champion, you shall vsher her,
Att Midnight, through ye. strongest Cittie watch,
Dispite of all the peremptorye knaues,
And bee at charge to Coach hir to Hide Parke,
Whilst some Crisp'd Lord, whose honour is his face
Cheats your loose hopes, & Couckoules fornicacōn;

Witt:
Lett thy all blisteringe ton[n]gue cleave to its roofe,
As soote, vnto the smoakey iawes, of Hell;
Why is foole patience, a Companion thought
worthey a manly spiritt,? and miscal'd,
Iuditious temper?

Docter.
Quiett your sadd thoughts,
Weel'e haue her in dispite of his denyall,
Rest satisfied,

(exeunt, Manet Vnder:
Vnder:
With what thou hast, t'is all
Thy fates call[s] thine, in this thyne enterprise,