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Actus Quarti

Scæna prima

A Banquett sett,.
Then enter Doctor Makewell, & Modestina, in a shrowde,
Doctor.
The Phisicke (and a nimble cure I hope)
In this small Iunkett, is prepar'd,? all's fitted,
If you be perfect, in yor. Cues, and action,

Mod:
If I be out, pray prompt mee,—

(She lyes downe
Doctor:
Bringe him in.,

Wittworth brought in by the Doctors people, in a Chaire,
Witt:
Why d'ye torment mee thus? & what art thou,
That art soe busie to afflict mee still?

Doctor.
Iniurious soule I'me Charon, I haue crost
Thee o're the Stigian Lake, th'art nowe in Hell,
Where thou shalt reape, the harvest of thy synne,

Witt:
Doe not our earthly sufferings prevaile?
And serve, in liewe of theis,?

Doctor.
ffond Soule they doe not,
If thy amendment breed, they mittigate,
But if dispaire they foster, they presage,
What thou art heere to feele, such differinge torments,
That thou wouldst gladly som̄on them, to ease
And recreate thy Soule;

(Mod: Rises,
Witt:
Ha,! what art thou,?

Mod:
I am a miserable wretched Soule,
That suffer with thee (ah too sad a truth
(aside
I speake att vnawares, would I were dead,
As thou belieu'st thou art, or would I were,
Conceited soe, that I insensibly,
Might passe this sad affliction,

Witt:
I pray thee saie what were thy synnes sweete Soule?
That thou art [hig] hither doom'd?

Mod:
Vnpardonable,
I dyed for loue,

Witt:
Wert thou soe tender hearted?
Was ever mortall, but my selfe soe fond?
Would wee had mett. on earth, when I had fetch'd
Sighes? able to haue tumbled Pelion downe
ffrom Ossa's shoulders,? had'st thou stood vnmou'd?
When from myne eyes, like fountaines in the[s] Rocks
Ran teares enough, to haue drown'd the world againe?
Hadst thou both caus'd, & scorch'd them, as they fell
With mercilesse flames? when I had made deepe vowes,
Which broaken, if vnpunish'd, had repeal'd
The Charter of the gods,? hadst thou stood mute.?
When theis made vpp [[illeg.]] one griefe, wc h might haue done
Ducalions taske, haue mollified pure flints?
Disposeinge those small seeds of fier within them
Into a naturall heate? hadst thou not then
Beene metamorphoz'd?

Mod:
Yes indeed I had
(Had I done well.)

Doctor.
This passion cleares his spiritts,

Witt:
I did adoare that cruell sainct of myne,
And paid to her, the zeale, I owed the gods,
Which makes them thus torment mee; but would shee
Discend amongst vs, all the flames in hell
The frost shee has within her would reduce,
To temporate heate; & then the rest extreames
Would melt, & be noe more., in her faire eyes
Such heavenly fiers remaine, the light whereof,
Would make, our ever midnight, as noone day;
Her breath, ≼fume this Valt, & if it came
fforth clad in words, such harmoney they make
That all the damned Crue, although they felt
Their seu'all Tortures (as they might not doe
If shee were prsent) would forbeare to howle,
Attendinge what shee saies, nor would they then
Envye the blest Companions of the gods;
Might wee inioye her heere, they that doe liue
Beyond vs in Elizium, would retire
As into fuller blisse; with her remaine
The perfect Ioyes, the Poetts stroue to faine,.

Doctor
I finde her nothing mou'd,

Witt:
Lett vs imbrace,
Thou art a lovinge soule thou saiest,

Doctor.
Permitt not,

Witt:
Will it not bee?

Doctor.
Such fond Imbraces leade
To lust, which heere is not maintain'd, but punish'd,

Witt:
Hell is more holy then a bawdie howse!

Mod:
What meanes this Banquett Charon? may wee eate?

Doctor
Oh. by noe meanes, each soule doom'd hither, has
His seu'all punishment, the Traytour, Thiefe,
And Murtherer, wt h the rest, aparte, doe feele,
A differinge torture; wilfully because
You food refus'd, & pyn'd to death, you are
Thus with the glutton Tantaliz'd, (whoe sinns
Not more, in his excesse) att your least touch
Spiritts invisible, that heere attend,
Will rifle all before you,

Scæna Secunda

Enter three of the Doctors servants rudely;
1 Serv:
Charon,?

Doctor.
I come,

2 Serv:
On yon'd side Stix there doth attend thee Charon,
Some grand Magnifico, or ells some Iudge,
Newly deseas'd, I see by's synns, & Roabes,
Both of a scarlett die;

1 Serv:
Wee'le haue him plac'd,
As a red Letter in our Callender,

All. 3.
And this shalbe the Devills holy day;

(Iocondly—stepp aside all
«Ms»od:
See fellowe soule, the Devills are all gone,
[OMITTED] And busily imploy'd, they mynde not vs,
[OMITTED] Lett's eate wee may refreshe our selues,

Witt:
Content,—
(he takes his Phisick)
You are a subtle soule,

Doctor.
Enough, a waye,

exit Mod:
2. Serv:
What hast thou tasted, thou[[illeg.]] audatious Soule,
Of theis forbidden Cates?

Witt:
Yes indeed Pugge.,
And are not you sweete negligent Devills, the whilst,

Doctor.
Nowe somethinge to delight him, that his sences,
May Covett rest, withall some little motion,
Would make his Phisicke worke, more naturally,
Play musicke, lett them enter,.

Softe musick, enter 7 Maskers all in Shrowdes, & tread a solemne measure with changes, the whilst Wittworth daunces an antick mockway, then retires to his chaire &
Witt:
I would there were noe worse Devills in Hell;

(sleepes
Doctor.
Nowe sleepe which only canst, to quiett charme,
The Cares of Kings, tame his vnruly sences;

exeunt omnes

Scæna tertia

Enter Brainsick, Miniona,, Maide,, ffew:, Clutch, &c [Shackle]
Brain:
Nowe Ladie,
I tould you alwaies the old man was mortall, though somewhat longe
winded, alas, what are our transitory dayes, they will haue an end,
[Life eu'lastinge is the thinge wee must trust to] [wee must all to't,], wee are only to haue
Care; that wee leaue some of our breed behinde vs, [that] the [full number]
[of People may be made vpp,] [that the world may not [end] [breake of] abruptly]

ffew:
If wee might cupple prittie one, what a braue race of Gyants
would there issue from vs, for the Pigmie warr,.

Maide.
Nay if you come soe vppon mee, there wilbe little betwixt [vs]—
[Vs,] the matter wilbe [sau'd] soone ended

Brain:
You see Sweete Hearte, what fortunes are befalne mee, on the death
of this ould man, as I am the elder Brother, I am the Stallion of
the howse,, I must gett theis Children to hould vpp the name, If
you will be pleased to accept mee in the way of Matrimony, soe, if not, soe,

Minio:
I like this blunt way, now; some do't thus,—
Diuinest Ladie, if youl'e vouchsafe to create mee, your second selfe, you—
will diefie my mortalitie,, Soe shall I neither admire, nor envie, the—
happines of the Gods aboue,? ffaugh—could thou be tyed thinkest
thou,? to the strict rules of marriage,? haveinge beene soe great a [wencher] [whoremaster,?]

Brain:
I haue whor'd a little I must confesse, for the good of myne yssue
That is to come, [as the Pott on the fier, soe boyles Mans—nature,]
[What comes first is froth & scum'd, what remaines in mee is—
[pure, & ≼fect.,] [my Youthly blood boyld high: the courser parte]
[[OMITTED] I allowd [an] a naturall vent, what now remaines]
[[OMITTED] is full of vigor. strength, most pure & perfect,]

Minio:
Is this Certaine/?

Brain:
Why are soe many elder Brothers ffooles,? but because theire
ffathers vsed not my prevention,?

Minio:
Haue not I need of the same Cure?,? I would willingly be right, & straight?

Brain:
Noe, noe, noe, t'is but when two Maydenheads meete, you knowe ye Proverbe,

[Minio:]
[You haue brought yor. bodie to such a custome, yt. I doubt you cannot leaue it.,]

[Brain:]
[I Confesse I vse to haue a whore after dynner for Concoction, and]
[drinke drunke att night, or I cannot rest, you shall serue turne]
[for the one, and Ile goe sometimes [sober] to Bedd [sober], tis noe matter]
[where I sleepe, whilst you are wt h mee, I shall finde other imployment.,]

Minio:
I loue Boyes dearely well, If you come drunke to Bedd, you
will gett nothinge but Girles,
Ile crosse yee that Proverbe

Brain:
If 'twere as you saie, ther's not a gentleman about vs would
eu' gett a girle at home, for when they are drunke, whilst there
is a Bawdie howse in the Towne, they will thither rather
Then lye with their owne wiues, bee they nere soe handsome.,

T'is a vild fault [in them] that

(Interlined note)

Minio:
[Promise but one thinge I am thine sweete hearte, Nowe the]

[Brain:]
[But heare mee, nowe the] old Vndermyne is, falne to ruine, if hee comes to vs to begg
his bread, weele see him starue first, if hee soe impudently
Disgraces mee, as to call thee Daughter, I will not owne him,
That's the only Cittie Custome I affect, ffor the proud Knaves
soe vse the poore Clownes their ffathers, when they come vpp a begging

[Min:]
[a begginge,] And I cannott blame them, Rascalds disparage their
owne Children;

Brain:
Nay weele haue him whipt,, & sett in the Stocks, and then sent
to the Place where hee was borne,

Minio:
[And] that hee knowes not, has lived soe longe in the Cittie, [must]

Brain:
[he not] [Why] then [hee must] bee whipt round about the world as a wandringe Iewe,?

[Brain:]
[I marry must hee,] but hearke yee, there is one faulte in you, I
must haue mended too, you must not turne yor. Cheeke, when gentl salute you.,

Minio:
In troth Sr. but I will, is it not in fashōn? Come come, wee haue
not all sweete breathes, besides

[ther is something els wee that vse that trick haue more minde to, [and therfore wee t]]

(Interlined note)

[wee must wriggle,, and wriggle,]
[& wriggle thus, to shewe wee would doe [th'other] [some] thinge [ells] with]
[all our hearts Then [And therefore wee]] turne the Cheeke, to intimate Kissinge
[is but drye sporte.] /

dose not well wt hout [it]

(Interlined note)

(Enter Hodge & Shackle
Brain:
Come come I saie leave it.,

[Minio:]
Why then lett them all leave it for shame,

Brain:
Hodge, Come hither Hodge, what thinkst thou of my Mistrisse.?

Hodge.
Tis a marlus zappie wench, chill warrant hur.,

Brain:
I must instantly be marryed, there are some appurtenances
wantinge, Hearke in your eare, you must disburse Hodge;

Hodge.
Chill with all my hearte,,

Brain:
Goe & direct him Shackle, Hodge, about it, with all the speed
thy nimble shankes can carry,

Hodge:
Chill bee shanke all ore, to make the weeder strides.,

exeunt Hodge & Shackle
Brain:
Thou art a good naturall, noe artificiall Clowne;

Scæna Quarta.

Enter Vndermyne (melencholy)
Minio:
See whoe comes heere, I will goe tell him what
Wee are about, and geire the needie Bankerupt,

Brain:
Oh by noe meanes, that will reviue him wench,
Lett him continewe in his Melancholy,
And dispaire, that may kill him out of [the] way.,

Minio:
Oh it were a faire riddance

exeunt
Brain:
One sober minute in an age, do's well,
Though it be somewhat tedious., ere I mingle
With this mans spawne, lett mee advise a little,
The Goal's experience prompts mee, this man breakes
Not that his fortunes, but his aymes crooch lowe,
That they may clyme, a subtle way to strength,
If it be soe, I'me made, for what Complyes
With his ambition, but his Childs advancement?
But, why soe sadd?—I haue a choyce madd tricke,
T'vnlocke, & viewe the Clossett of his thoughts,
The myrth on't will doe well howe ere,—haue w'ye

Brain: and Clutch whisper and then— iocondly— exeunt
Vnder:
Wee were all made, & are our Makers Image,
As longe, as cleare, pure, Virgine, Innocence,
Which is (that while) our essence, liues wt hin vs,
That fledd, ill vsd by our curst nature., or
More rudely by, a wilfull obstinence,
Throwne of, w'are still the selfe same bulke, such is
The rotten fruite, that keepes his outward beautie,
Soe day, & night, are howers, & time, alike,
Heer's still the selfe same figure, but within
Egiptian horror, with like darkenes mixt,
Happie's the man, whose Comforter the Conscience,
Checks not, but abetts him, that's a ioye
None can dissipher right, but the Iust owner.,
Vnsauoury are the breathes of Creditors,
That belch all clamour, Oh myne Eares are blister'd,
Myne Eyes wax sore to see them, and my Foode
Bought with their Ruine, is distastfull to mee,
I feele a waight vppon mee, more, more, more,
Or ells of this I may haue ease, or dye;
My grave shalbe some Com̄on Shore, that it
May mingle in a mutuall ffellowshipp.,
With this as foule Corruption, were I laide
Amongst the vsuall buryalls of the dead,
(That sleepe, retorninge to theire oare againe),
I should disquiett them (as in a Dreame
Our ffancie some tymes leads vs) would they shift,
And quitt the place, Crawlinge of, bone by bone,
But whether must my Soule? oh whether?

Scæna Quinta

Enter Brainsick, Clutch, & Shackle disguis'd
Brain:
See, see still in his dumps, nowe for a Scæne of mirth,

Vnder:
Oh my malitious fate,? more torture yett?

Brain:
Wee come not to torment thee, man of sadnes,
But to invite thee, to a safe repose,

Vnder:
Whence? and what are you?

Brain:
I a Milfordian,

Clutch.
I a Savoyan,

Shackle
I a Ramallyan,

Brain:
Wee are three selected, & sent, to give thee Document, & Comfort,
from those famous Nurseryes, of the Cittie.,

Vnder:
I conceiue you gent', but howe prove you those priviledge
Places, the Nurseryes of the Cittie?

Clutch
Give eare and be edified to thine advantage,

Brain:
When any Cittizen, of what Ranke, qualitie soeu', by the inevitable
selfe will, of his owne knavery, or by the Casualtie of good nature,
Too much faith, becomes Bankerupt, beinge prosecuted, by the—
greedie pursuite, of his insatiate Creditors, hee retyres (whether
wee nowe invite thee) to our impregnable stronge houlds—
Mylford Lane, Ramalley, and the like, there the massie weight
of his burthened Conscience, beinge boy'd vpp, by good Drinke,
and better Company, hee rests secure, till the mallice,
of his adversaries, bee over?,

Clutch.
Nay, there hee's taught such manners too, that Hee's content, to
staye theire owne Leysure, till hee partes with his money;

[Brain:]
[Nowe this vnfortunate fainte soule; beinge cherisht, & tenderly nurst]
[vpp, in time learnes, the com̄endable impudence, to bidd defyance, vnto]
[those, where hee stands most engag'd, soe they Compt him, more desperate]
[then theire debt, and are, content, to accept, even what hee is pleas'd to—]
[give them, by theis meanes, this lost man (in the opinion of all, but his]
[Tutors, (his ffellowe Collegiats) after many tedious merryments, yssueth out]
[Conqueror over his Adversaries & misfortunes, begins the world—]
[anewe, setts vpp wt h a faire stocke, buyes all with his money, not soe—]
[much that none will trust him, but that hee's full of readie Cashe,]
[And in tyme, comes to bee a Cittizen, of worshipfull quallitie?]

[Vnder:]
[In troth Gentl. theis are good healpes to a decayed Merchant,, & the way easie.]

[Clutch.]
[True, and yett there are some soe wittily dull that they will breake—]
[yee, some halfe a dozen tymes, ere they 'byde by'te,]

[Vnder:]
[Ther's noe losse in that (as I conceiue) and truely gent', your—]
[Priviledge Places, are to be had in high esteeme, for the notable]
[healpes, [it] thy afforde your vnfortunate Citizens,]

[Brain:]
[Nay Sr., for more remarkeable Causes then theis, the Cittie]
[stands deeper engag'd to vs, then wee to Cittizens;]

[Shackle]
[Pray Sr. marke]

[Clutch]
[If any younge gentl. of ample birthright, whose ill tempor'd youth,]
[and straight hand of Parents, make but inclynable to be lavishe,]
[wee haue Ladds shall roare him to the squees, and such an Euiam—]
[as shall rayse him to a greedy Covett of his owne ruine, that done,]
[This Instrument of mischiefe, though hee seemes to goe lamely to—]
[worke, shall soone linke him, in eu'lastinge Bonds, even almost—]

[Brain:]
[to all such, as haue large Consciences.,]

[Clutch.]
[And that's not to a fewe you knowe, by yor. owne measure.,]

[Brain:]
[By theis meanes, ther's not a Com̄oditie, brayded, past sale, or vse,]

[Clutch]
[But yeilds profitt, even Tenn fould,]

[Vnder:]
[But howe are theis debts recovered.?]

[Brain:]
[Haue patience,]
[When they growe due, though the nature of the debt, may well afford—]
[fforty yeares forbearance, with ample profitt, the greedie Creditor,—]
[would bee seiseinge my younge Gent', though hee ruines him, and—]
[becomes himselfe a Looser,? but wee of the famous Nurseryes, receiue—]
[the Novice to our safe protection, teach him the commendable—]
[Quallities, to Drinke, and bee ingenious, by theis meanes, escapinge the]
[blemish of a Prison, hee appeares lonely before his ould Parent, whoe in—]
[tyme dyes, with age, & ioy, and my younge Master becomes estated,]

[Clutch.]
[There is noe small reioyceinge att the death of the ould man.]

[Brain:]
[Nowe for his owne ends, & advantage, what Creditor is soe hastie haveinge staid—]
[soe longe, but giues a pawsinge time, whilst, the nowe staid younge, man sensible]
[of his Incumberaunces, whereas otherwise hee might haue matcht in his owne]
[ranke, wooes in the Cittie (whence arrise much money, though little manners)]
[the ffather as liquorrishe of the estate, as the daughter of his ≼son, soone]
[Conclude, and thus wee add to this ingratefull, Towne, blood, honor. & estate,]

Vnder:
But gent', is not the clamorous noyse of yor. Adversaries, hiddeous in your Eares?

Clutch.
Nott a Iott, Ball they never soe loude, thou wilt heare at first ≼haps a kinde of
rumblinge noyse, but after one Weeke by the instinct of the place thou wilt be
as deafe as an Adder, besides, such Visitants become soe ridiculous to the
[OMITTED] Inhabitants, that thereof sensible, in their owne defence, least they forfeite
[OMITTED] their discretion, aswell as their debts, they forbeare a Course [Demaund money]
[OMITTED] demaund money in Mylford Lane Why wherefore came wee thither, to pay debts.
[OMITTED] Troth Gent', this is probable,

Brain:

Should you doubt it, t'is but eateinge eu'y morninge, halfe a dozen
Cloaves of Garlicke, with a reasonable quantitie of grose pepper,
and then (as if griefe provoakt you to it) fetchinge a Vollye of
deepe sighes, Pheu, in their faces, thus; youle make them all such
savours that theyle scarce treate againe, and for theire assaulte
'tis frivellous, for wee are as impregnable as Mylford Haven in
Wales, which had from our fforte his denominacōn,

Shackle.

And S
r. all the Cocoulds in the Cittie [and subburbs] hould affiance wt h Ram̄e Alley, And then I hope, the rest are but a weake number to contest with vs?

Vnder:

Gent' you misinterprett mee, I doubt not the securitie of either, but
my ambition is ... libertie, I would gladly walke att freedome,

Brain:

Is there noe Courtier that hath endear'd him t'ye, by proffer of his
lavishe Kinsman to match with your then hopefull daughter, or Neece,
that has saluted yee out on's Coach with a gratious bowe, whilst the
Postilian has checkt the horses to shewe their pride, & his Masters
humanytie, whoe has the whilst call'd you familierly by both your
names, invited you to Court, & there lookt not very scurvily on yee, [ffor]

Clutch:

ffor tis enough that hee graces you in the Cittie, you must not expect, hee will
vtterly disparage himselfe, att Courte; [Whoe has moreou' visited you att]

Brain:

Whoe has moreou' visited you att
yo
r. howse in ≼son, & by theis meanes made himselfe not onely in Complement, but really, yours deepely indebted,

Vnder:

Yes too many god healpe mee,

Brain:

They are all desperate debts, Courtiers (vnlesse it be after longe, very
longe consideracōn) seldome pay those whoe will imploy it well, much
lesse such as are Bankerupts and will runne out of all they haue, they
care not howe, they hould it noe charitie, nor discretion, & indeed 'twere
neither; send them all generall Releases, in Liewe whereof, if they gett
yee protected, they deale nobly with you, & you, royally with your
Creditors.,

Vnder:

But gent'? howe walke, you thus confidently into y
e Cittie, are you. protected?

All. 3.

Heere are our Protections[,]

(They produce. 3. Shooemakers Kniues.
Brain:

This was made of the grissle of a Romaine Nose, steele to the hard backe,

Vnder:

Howe manage you those weapons?

Brain:

The Punnyards death, the Cittie Clubbs p
rvaile, against ye. Princely swo«rd», But theis are yett vnconquer'd,

Vnder:

I pray disriddle,

Brain:

Where can the audatious Seriant lay his hand but I can reach it, and
with a touch, it dropps, a bleedinge sacrifice for his presumpcōn,

Vnder:

And then yee runne for't?

Brain:

Noe, walke on softly, that others may fall in the same trapp,, & the more
the more honourable our exployte, for in the Close, wee not only arrive
att home our selues in safety, but foreu' p
rvent the[se] [Roagues] [varletts,] from Comittinge the like Villany, not leaveinge them a hand, to lifte [to heaven],
[to call] for mercie, for followinge soe [lewd] [dam'd] [base] a vocation.,

Vnder:

Suppose they [Rogues] catch with their teeth by the Coller?

Brain:

They [doggs] haue villanous houlders but I knowe by the waight of a
Sergeant thus, to a haires breadth, howe much I must allowe to the
neate rippinge of him vpp, downe falls his panch, then I runne for't,
Nowe if hee followes but a stepp, & breaks a gutt, hee [dyes damd] [falls lost]
without greate mercie, & I'me sure a Cittie Iury can finde it no«e»
otherwise, then Fello de se;

Vnder:

I cannott blame you gent' to be thus bitter for I begyn to finde, ther's[OMITTED]
a greate Antipothie in nature, betweene a Seriant, & a broaken [OMITTED]
Cittizen, but you were best keepe this as a choyce secrett, lest they [OMITTED]
studdie p
rvencōn; you haue beene Cittizens as I conceive, I pray [OMITTED] «prof»essions,?

Shack:

S
r my name is Brayde,

Vnder:
Good mr Brayde,

Shack:
I was a Haberdasher of small ware, of very small sufficiencie
in the best of my doeings, and my wife not satisfied with
what god sent, tooke lewde Courses,

Vnder:
And that made you a Ramallian?

Shack:
Y'are i'the right Sr.,

Brain:
I was a Paper Smith.

Vnder:
A Paper Smith?

Brain:
A Scrivener Sr, I forg'd all that came vnder my hand,

Vnder:
Your Conceite is struck at a heate, tis not yett well pollisht.,

Brain:

S
r. my name's Birdlyme, I liu'd att the signe of the Lubbers head in the Stocks; wher I had my crest [aduanc'd, mine armes] blasond, [mine] [2 bleeding] ears parted d̄ pale

Clutch·

S
r, I am a gent', and a Scholler, I [[illeg.]] read the Parodox Lecture in the famous Nurseryes;

Vnder:

As howe I pray S
r?

Clutch.

My last Readeinge boare this tenent, that all those, of our seu'all
ffamylies, our Kindred, wittnesses. att the ffont, welwishers, & the
like, whoe are resolu'd dye vs any thinge when they dye,,
are im̄ortall, & this wee verily beliue, till wee finde good cause to y
e. contrary:;

Vnder:
Gent' heer's to witnes my mortalitie & to intimate I am yor welwisher
A Purse
Though my Creditor s haue protested mee Banckrupt I shall not proue soe
—But I hope as you are ingenious, you are close, & firme,

Brain:
As Æsopps faggott ere the band was looson'd,
Howe could wee ells subsist?

Vnder:
Troth Gent' you haue reviu'd, & wone mee to yor partie,
If my Creditor s by the power of their Comissioners, whoe are
To meete heere to night, dispose mee not otherwise,
I will liue, & dye, amongst you.,

(exit
Brain:
Thou shalt bee more welcome to vs, then full pay vnto thy Creditor s,
Though my Creditors haue protested mee Banckrupt, I shall not proue soe.,
(They [disguise] [Pull of their disguises]
Didst marke that!

Clutch.
Yes & this too; I tould you before this tryall was needles;
Ther's alwaies treason at soe greate a Cracke,

Brain:
Well I am made foreu', I will goe marrie his daughter ere
I drinke, and I can hardly forbeare that a minute,

(exeunt

Scæna Sexta [et Ultima]

Wittworth brought on, in a Chaire, with him enter Doctor Makewell, & Modestina followes after,
Doctor.
This Wench is full of nicetie, or crafte,
I knowe not which, Shee's soe reseru'd—alas
Sweete Soule th'art nowe at rest,

Mod:
What meane you Sr?

Doctor.
Soe fierce was the disease, soe weake this fforte,
It had possession of, that the stronge Phisicke
I sent in to relieue, could not prevaile,
But by the vtter ruine of them both,
Thus, by an Onslaught, w'are victorious;

Mod:
And is hee dead? Sr.—Sr.—? [it cannott bee,] [ist euen soe?]
[There is noe place yee gods where you inhabite,]
[Worthy to entertaine his sacred soule,]
[Returne it, to this heavenly Mansion,]
[Yor. Banckrupt folly gaue it, Lett not need]
[OMITTED] [Make you vsurpe, what you soe freely past,]
[OMITTED] Ile take the faire advantage,

Shee Kisses him vehemently
«[OMITTED]c»tor:
What meanes this?

«M»od:
Cranke ignorance, Ile breath into these Corps,
[OMITTED] My wretched soule, that it may taste of blisse,
Liue with him, and make vpp this glorious bodie,
Sweete Sower-man, forgiue mee,, & I pray thee
Dispose this Carcase, to some place remote,
Least with dumbe Oratory, it appeale,
And challenge (out of envie) my blest soule,
And gett it selfe (as sad a wretch) restor'd;
But whither are you gaddinge, my vaine thoughts?
Noe, ther's a sober way—heere am I fixt,
She lyes downe & leanes her elboe on his Knee
Myne eyes shall taste noe light, myne eares admitt,
Noe fond ≼swations, but my soule receaue
More weightie torture, from my sighes, & groanes,
Then Hell can give it, that it may make speed,
And ou'take his soule, which, this way, went.,
Lett not yor Pupill arte, Con a newe Theame,
That it growe better learn'd, vse if you please,
The same experiment, I bee dispatch'd,

Doctor.
A bitter Wench,

Mod:
Then for our bodies Sr,
Dispose them as you please, but [to] not togeather,
I am not su≼stitious, 'twould please fate,
That hath to vs beene envious,, should wee lye,
Void of imployment, & yett still soe nigh.,

Doctor
I will in Virgine Allablaster raise
Your lively Image, with this Epitaphe,
Behould, the dead, yet liueing, you may see,
Soe cleare, soe pure, soe faire, soe cold, was shee;

Mod:
Never adorne my ruines, lett my storie,
And mee expire togeather, lett them raise
ffaire Monuments, whose Pile some merite has,
Yett whilst their Images, stand faire aboue,
Cutt out in lastinge Marble, they consume,
And though they lift ye. hands thus—they i'the graue
ffinde 'tis too late to pray, the massie frame
Cannott containe them ever, were they lodg'd
Deepe as the Centre, all the earth shall melt,
And they appeare, before the face of Heaven.,

Doctor
But graunt Sr. Wittworth should reviue againe,
How stand you then resolu'd?

(She starts up
Mod:
Sweete, deare, kinde, gentle,
ffreehearted, honest man (oh mee I knowe not
What people saie, when they betray their friends
To sad ingagements) if thou wilt stand bound,
I will indent to pay, the gods, the price,
They'le rate him at, e'ne in the Coyne, they allowe
To passe betwixt vs, wc h are Prayers, & vowes,
Not of the baser mettall, but refinde,
Such as their lively figure, mingles with,
Nor will I breake a day, an hower, a minute,
ffor feare they should distraine;

Doctor.
I'me satisfied,
In charitie I may noe more afflict,
Be comforted faire Virgine, yor friend liues,

Mod:
Oh finde out other game, iniurious man,

Doctor.
The Phisick hee hath taken was an Opiate,
Of Ladanum, & Diescordium, mixt
With Besar stone, & Amber, wc h procure
This deadly sleepe, and thus inforce his sences,
To take a sound repose, and gather strength,
It workes as I could wishe, it; rest assur'd
Some fewe howers hence, hee'le wake, a sober man,
Oh nowe—

Mod:
You are too lavishe, pray receaue,
Parte of my soule, y'aue made too spatious,
She falls vppon his bosome
To keepe within its lymitts—pardon mee
I did not wantonly imbrace yor. person,
But did with zeale salute, your inward beautie,
Y'are full of pyous deeds, & reverend arte,

Doctor.
Lett mee beseech you—

Mod:
I doe conceiue you,
And Sr., to you, as to his proper vse,
Thus lowe, as best befittinge both ye. present,
She Kneeles & will not bee rais'd
And her that dos present, I tender mee
A fellowe servant, with his other people,
I will exceed, but in my dilligence,
And care of his affaires, Ile bee his wife,
In Dutie only, and humilitie,
Call him, obserue him, hould him, as I ought,
My head, my Guide, Supporter, & my Lord,—
(arise
Which to confirme, and fill vpp our desires,
Thus before Heaven, & you, I doe betroath mee,

Doctor.
His sylence gives consent, nowe hee seemes dead
The Contract is the stronger, Louers haue,
(When by comixture they are made one fleshe)
One life betwixt them, one ioynct heart, one soule,,

Mod:
Soe will wee liue, and when our dayes are spent,
Wee'le shine, as Gemini, in the firmament.

Exeunt.