 | The Second Maiden's Tragedy |  |
Actus Primus.
Enter the new Vsurping Tirant; The Nobles of his faction, Memphonius, Sophonirus, Heluetius with others, The right heire Gouianus depos'de,A senate
Tyrant
Thus hie my lordes, yor powers and constant loues
have fixt our glories lyke vnmoued starrs
that know not what it is to fall or err,
wee'r now the kingdomes loue: and he that was
flatterd awhile so standes before vs now
readier for doome then dignitie—
Goui.
so much
can the adulterat frendship of mankinde
falce fortunes sister bringe to passe on kinges
and laye vsurpers svnnynge in their glories
like Adders in warme beames
Tyr.
ther was but one
in whome my hart tooke pleasure (amongst weomen)
one in the whole creation, and in her
you darde to be my ryvall wa'st not bould?
now we are kinge, sheele leaue the lower path
and finde the waye to vs—Heluetius
it is thy daughter, happier then a kinge
and farr aboue him, for she kneeles to thee
whome we haue kneelde to, richer in one smile
that came from her, then she in all thy blessinges:
If thow bee'st prowde thow art to be forgiuen
[i]t' is no deadlie synne in thee; while she liues,
highe Lust is not more naturall to youthe
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tis but the syn of Ioye, ther is no gladnes
but has a pride it liues by,—thats the oyle
that feedes it into flames;—let her be sent for
and honorably attended, as besemes
her that we make our Queene, my l. Memphonius
and Sophonirus take into yor care
the royall busines of my heart, conduct her
wt h a respect equall wt h that to vs,
if more, it shalbe pardond, so still err,
you honour vs, but or self honors her.
Memph.
Straunge fortune, does he make his Queene of her.—
Exit Mempho:
Soph.
I haue a wife, would she were so preferd,
I could be but her subiect, so I'me now,
I' allowe her her [one]/[OWNE] frend, to stop her mowth
and keep her quiet, gi[ue]' him his table free,
and the huge feeding of his great stone horse
[ON]/[wt h] wc h he rides in pompe about the Cittie
only to speake to gallants in bay-windowes;
marry his lodging he paies deerly for,
he getts me all my children, there I saue by'te,
beside I drawe my life owte by the bargaine
some twelue yeres longer then the tymes appointed,
when my young prodigall gallant kicks vp's heeles
at one and thirtie, and lies dead and rotten
some ffyve and fortie yeares before I'me coffinde,
Tis the right waie to keep a woman honest
one frend is Baracadoe to a hundred
& keepes em owte, nay more, a husbandes sure
to haue his children all of one[s] mans getting,
& he that performes best, can haue no better,
I'me eene as happie then that saue a labour—
Exit Sophonirus
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thy honours wt h thy daughters loue shall rise
I shall reade thy deservinges in her eyes.
Heluetius
o may they be eternall bookes of pleasure
to show you all delighte
Goui
the losse of her sitts closer to my harte
then that of kingdome, or the whorish pompe
of this worldes title[s] that wt h flatterie swells vs
and makes vs die like beastes fat for distruction,
o shees a woman, and her eye will stande
vpon advauncement, neuer wearie yonder,
but when she turnes her head, by chaunce, & sees
the Fortunes that are my Companions,
sheele snatche her eyes of, and repent the lookinge;
Tyr.
tis well advizde; we doome thee Gouianus
to banishmt for euer from our kingdome,
Goui
what could be worse to one whose heart is lockt
vp in anothers bosome banishment?
and why not death? is that too eazie for me
Tyr.
but that the world would call our waie to dignitie
a path of blood, it should be the first acte in all our raigne
Gou.
shee's lost for euer, farewell vertuous men
too honest for yor greatnes, now y'are mightier
then when we knew the kingdome, your stiles heavier,
then ponderous Nobillitie farwell
3. Noblemā
how's that Sir?
Gou.
[waightie and serious,—] o sir is it you
I knew you one and twentie and a lord
when yor discretion suckt, ist come from Nurse yet?
you scorne to be a scholler, you were borne better
you haue good landes, thats the best groundes of learning
if you can Conster but yor Docters bill,
pierce yor wyues waiting women, and decline yor Tennauntes
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y'are scholler good enoughe, for a ladies sonne
thats borne to lyvinge, if you list to reade
ride but toth Cittie and bestowe yor lookes
on the Court library the mercers bookes,
theile quicklie furnish you, do but entertaine
a Taylor for yor tutor, to expound
all the hard stuf to you, by what name and title
so euer they be calde.
3 Noble.
I thanck you sir
Goui
tis happie you haue lernt so much manners
since you haue so litle witt; Fare you well Sr
Tyr.
let him be staid awhile
4 Nobl.
Staye—
3. Nob.
you must staye Sr
Goui
hees not so honest sure, to chaunge his mynde
reuoke his doome, Hell has more hope on him;
Tyr
we haue not ended yet, the worst part's comynge
thy banishment were gentle, were that all,
but to[']afflict thy sowle, before thow goest
thow shalt behold the heav'ne that thow must loose—
in her that must be myne;
then to be banisht, then to be depriude
shewes the full torment we prouide for thee
Goui:
heres a right tirant now, he will not bate me
th'affliction of my sowle, he'll [wi'll] haue all partes
Enter with the Lady clad in Black.
—suffer together; now I see my losse
I neuer shall recouer't, my myndes beggard
Tyr.
[Black?] whence risse that clowde, can such a thing be seene
in honours glorious daie? the skye, so cleer?
why mournes the kingdomes mistris? does she come
to meet advauncement in a funerall garment?
back, she forgot her self, twas too much ioye
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goe, bringe me her hether like an illustrious bride
wt h her best beames about her, let her iewells
be worth ten Citties, that besemes our mistris,
and not a widdowes case, a suite to weep in
Lady.
I am not to be alterd
Tyr.
howe.
La:
I haue a mynde,
that must be shifted ere I cast of thease
or I shall weare straung coloures;—tis not titles
nor all the bastard-honoures of this frame
that I am taken wt h, I come not hether
to pleaze the eye of glorie, but of goodnes
and that concernes not you sir, you're for greatnes
I dare not deale wt h you, I haue found my matche
and I will neuer loose him
Goui
if ther be man
aboue a kinge in fortunes, read my storie
and you shall finde him ther, farwell poore kingdome
take it to help thee, thow ha[d]st need on't now,
I see thee in distres, more miserable
then some thow laist taxations on, poore subiects;
th'[ow] art all beset wt h stormes, more ouercast
then euer any man that brightnes flatterd
tis only wretchednes, to be there wt h thee,
and happines to be here;
Tyr.
Sure some dreame crownd me
if it were possible to be less then nothinge
I wake the man you seek for,—thers the kingdome
wt hin y'on vallye fixt, while I stand here
kissinge falce hopes vpon a frozen mowntaine,
wt hout the confines, I am he thats banisht
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wc h is the surer side, for wher shee goes
her eye remoues the courte, what is he here
can spare a looke, thei'r all ymploide on her?
Heluetius,—thow art not worthe the waking neither,
I loose but tyme in thee, goe sleep agen, [like an ould man]
like an old man, thow canst doe nothing,
thow takst no paines at all to erne thine honor s
wc h waye shall we be able to paie thee
to thy content, when we receaue not our's,
the master of the worke must needes decaie
when he wantes meanes, and sees his servaunt playe
Helue.
haue I bestowde so many blessinges on thee
and do they all returne to me in [a] curses
is that the vse, I ha, for em, be not to mee
a burden ten tymes heavier then my yeares
thow'd'st wont to be kinde to me and obserue,
what I thoughte pleasinge, goe, entreat the kinge
La:
I will doe more for you sir, y'are my father,
ile kisse him too
Helu:
how am I delt wt hall
La:
why that's the vsurper sir, this is the kinge
I happend righter then you thought I had
and were all kingdomes of the earth, his owne
as sure as this is not, and this deere gentleman
as poore as Vertue, and allmost as frendles
I would not chaunge th[at]is misery for th[y]at sceptor
wherin I had part wt h him; Sir be cheerfull,
tis not the reeling fortune of great state
or lowe condition, that I cast myne ey at,
it is the man I seeke, the rest I loose
as thinges vnworthy to be kept or noted,
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it is the mynde that sets his master forth;
Ty.
has ther so manie bodies bin hewen downe
like trees in progress, to cut owt a waie
that was nere knowne, for vs and our affections
and is our game so croste? ther standes the first
of all her kinde that euer refusde greatnes,
[A woman to set light by soueraintie
what age can bringe her forthe, and hide that booke,
tis their desire most comonlie to rule
more then their part comes to, sometymes their husbands,]
Helu.
tis in yor power my lord to force her to you
and pluck her from his Armes,
Ty.
thow talkst vnkindlie
that had bin donne, before thy thought begot it
if my affection could be so hard harted
to stand vpon such payement, it must come
gentlie and kindlie like a debt of loue,
or tis not worth receiuynge
Goui
now Vsurper
I wish no happier freedome then the banishmt
that thow hast laid vpon me,
Ty.
o he kills me
at myne owne weapon, tis I that liue in exile
should she forsake the lande, ile faine some cawse
far from the grief it self, to call it back,—
that doome of banishment was but lent to thee
to make a tryall of thy factious spirrit
wc h flames in thy desire, thow wouldst be gon,
ther is some combination betwixt thee
and forraine plotts, thow hast some powers to raise
wc h to prevent, thy banishment we revoke,
confine thee to thy howse neerest our Courte
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see it effected.
Mem.
wt h best care my lord
Goui
Confine me? heres my libertie in myne Armes
I wish no better to bringe me content,
Louers best freedome is close prisonment —
Exiunt Lady and Govianus
Ty.
my thinckes the daie eene darkens at her abscence
I stand as in a shade, when a great clowde
mufles the Sun whose beames shine afarr of
on towres and mountaines, but I keep the valleis
the place that is last serude
Helu.
my Lord
Ty.
yor reason sir.
Helu.
yor grace is milde to all but yor owne bosome
they should haue both bin sent to seuerall prisons
and not Comitted to each others armes
thers a hot duraunce, heele nere wishe more freedome,
Ty.
thow talkst not like a States man, had my wrath
tooke hold of such extremitie at first
thei'd lyu'de suspectfull still, warnde by their feares
wher now that libertie makes em more secure
ile take em at my pleasure, it giues thee
freer access to playe the father for vs
and plye her to our will,
Hel.
mass so it does
let a man thinck on't twice, yor grace hath hapned
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Ty.
nay more to vex his sowle giue comaund straitethey be deuided into seuerall Roomes
wher he may only haue a sight of her
to his myndes torment, but his armes and lips
lockt vp like fellons, from her
Helu.
now you win meI like that crueltie passing well my lord
Ty.
giue order wt h all speedHel.
Thoe I be ouldI need no spurr my l: Honor pricks me
I do beseech yor grace look cheerfullie &cs.
(Marginal note)
I do beseech yor mat i e, looke cheerfull
you shall not want content, if it be lockt
in any blood of myne, the keye's yor owne
you shall comaund the wards
Ty.
saist thow so sir?
I were ingratefull then, should I see thee
want honor, that provides content for me
Exiunt.
Enter L Anselmus the deposde kinges brother, wt h his Frend Votarius
A florish
Votar.
Praie sir confine yor thoughtes and excuse mee,
my thinckes the deposde kinge yor brothers sorrowe
should finde you busines ynoughe
Ansel.
how Votarius
sorrowe for him? weake ignoraunce talkes not like thee
why he was neuer happier,
Vo.
pray proue that sir
An.
h'as lost the kingdome but his mynde's restorde
wc h is the larger empire? pre thee tell me.
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is but a prisoner, nor the sea her Iailor
that wt h a siluer hoope lockes in her bodie
th'eir fellow prisoners, thoe the sea looke bigger
bycause he is in office, and pride swells him:
But the vnbounded kingdome of the mynde
is as vnlymitable as heav'ne, that glorious court of spirrits
[all honest Courtiers ]
Sir if thow lou'st me turne thine ey to me
and looke not after him that needes thee not,
my brothers well attended, peace and pleasure
are neuer from his sighte he has his mistris
she brought those servaunts and bestowde them on him
but whoe bringes myne?
Vota.
had you not both longe since
by a kinde worthy Ladie yor chast wife
Ans.
that's it that I take paines wt h thee, to be sure of
what true reporte can I send to my sowle
of that I know not,—we must only thincke
our ladies are good people, and so liue wt h em,
a fine securitie for them, our owne thoughtes
make the best fooles of vs, next to them our wyues,—
but saie shees all chast, yet, is that her goodnes?
what labour ist for woman to keep constant
thats neuer tride or tempted? whers her fight
the warr's wt hin her brest, her honest anger
against the impudence of flesh and hell,
so let me knowe the ladie of my Rest
or I shall neuer sleep well, giue not me
the thinge that is thought good, but whats approu'd so,
so wisemen choose,—o what a lazie vertue
is chastetie in a woman if no synne
should laye temptation toot, pry thee set to her
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Vota.
you put to me
a busines that will doe my wordes more shame
then euer they got honour among weemen,
Lascyvious courtinges among sinfull mistresses
come euer seasonablie, pleaze best,
but let the bouldest Ruffian touch the eare
of modest ladies wt h adulterous sowndes
their verie lookes confound him and force grace
into that cheeke wher impudence setts her seale;
that worke is neuer vndertooke wt h corage
that makes his master blush, how euer Sir
what profit can returne to you by knowinge
that wc h you doe allreadie, wt h more toile,
must a man needes in having a ritch Diamond
put it betweene a hammer and an Anvile
and not beleeving the true worth and valiew
breake it in pieces to finde owt the goodnes
and in the findinge loose it; good sir thinck ont,
Nor does it tast of wit to trye their strengthes
that are created sicklie, nor of manhood
we ought not to put blockes in weemens waies
for some to often fall vpon plaine ground
Let me diswade you sir,
Ans.
haue I a frend?
and has my loue so litle interest in him
that I must trust some straunger wt h my hart
and goe to seeke him owte,
Vota.
nay hark you sir
I am so iealous of yor weaknesses,
that rather then you should lie prostituted
before a straungers tryvmphe, I would venture
a whole howers shamynge for you,
Ans.
be worth thy word then
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yonder she comes,—Ile haue an eare to you both
I loue to haue such thinges at the first hand
Vot.
I'le put him of wt h somwhat, guile in this
falls in wt h honest dealing; O who could moue
Adultery to y'on face, so rude a synne
may not come neer the meeknes of her ey,
my Clients cawse lookes so dishonestlie
ile nere be seene to pleade in't
Wife
what Votarius
Vo.
good morrow vertuous madame
Wife
was my lord
seene lately here?
Vota.
hee's newlie walkt forth Ladie
Wife
how was he attended
Vo
faith I thincke wt h none madame
Wife
that sorrow for the kinge his brothers fortune
prevailes to much wt h him, and leades him straunglie
from Companie and delight,
Vot.
how shees beguilde in him
thers no such naturall touch, search all his bosome./
That griefes to bould wt h him indeed sweet madame
and drawes him from the pleasure of his tyme,
but tis a busines of affection
that must be donne—we owe a pittie madame
to all mens miserie, but espetiallie
to those afflictions that claime kinred of vs
weere forcst to feele em, all compassion ells
is but a worke of charitie, this of nature
and ties our pittie in a bond of blood,
Wife
yet sir ther is a date set to all sorrowes,
nothing is euerlasting in this worlde
yor councell will prevaile, perswade him good sir
to fall into lifes happines agen
and leaue the desolat path, I want his company,
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wher scarce the moone is starlight, I haue watcht him
in syluer nightes when all the earth was drest
vp like a virgin in white Inocent beames,
stood in my window cold and thinly cladd
t'obserue him throughe the bowntie of the moone
that liberallie bestowde her graces on me,
and when the morninge dew began to fall
then was my tyme to weep; has lost his kindnes
forgot the waie of wedlock, and become
a straunger to the ioyes and rites of loue,
hees not so good as a lord ought to be
pray tell him so from me sir—
Exit Wife
Vot.
that will I madame,
Now must I dress a straunge dish for his humour;
Ans.
call you this courtinge, life not one word nere it
ther was no sillable but was twelue score of,
my faith hot Temptation, Womans chastetie
in such a conflict, had great need of one
to keep the bridge, t'was daungerous for the tyme;
why what fantastick faith's are in these daies
made wt hout substance; whome should a man trust
in matters about loue
Vot.
masse here he comes too,
Ansel.
how now Votarius whats the newes for vs
Vot.
you set me to a taske sir, that will finde
ten ages work enoughe, and then vnfynisht,
bring synne befor her, why it standes more quaking
then if a Iudge should frowne ont, three such fitts
would shake it into goodnes, and quite beggar
the vnder kingdome,—not the arte of man
woman or devill—
Ans.
o peace man, prythe peace—
Vot
can make her fit for lust,
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yet agen sir?
wher liues that mistris of thine, Votarius
that taught thee to dissemble, I'de faine lerne
she makes good schollers
Votar.
how my L:
Ans.
thow art the sonne of fallshood, pre thee leaue me
how trulie constant, charitable and helpfull
is woman vnto woman in affaires
that touch affection and the peace of spirrit,
but man to man how crooked and vnkinde?
I thanck my iealowsie I heard thee all
for I heard nothing, now thow'rt sure I did
Vota.
now by this light then wipe but of this score
since y'are so bent, and if I euer run
in debt agen to fallshood and dissemblaunce
for wante of better meanes, teare the remembraunce of me
from yor best thoughtes,
An.
for thy vowes sake, I pardon thee
thy othe is now sufficient watch it self
ouer thy Actions, I discharge my iealowsie
I ha no more vse for't now to giue thee waie,
Ile haue an abscence made purposelie for thee
and presentlie take horse, ile leaue behinde me
an oportunitie that shall feare no startinge
let but thy paines deserue it
Votar.
I am bound toot
Ans.
for a small tyme farwell then, harke thee—
Votar.
o good sir.
it will do wondrous well;—what a wilde seed
Exit Ansel:
suspition sowes in him, and takes small ground for't,
how happie were this l: if he would leaue
to tempt his fate and be resolud he were so,
he would be but too ritch, man has some enēmy still yt keepes him back
in all his fortunes, and his mynde is his,
and thats a mightie adversarie, I had rather
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for let me be at warr wt h earth and hell
so that be frendes wt h me,—I ha sworne to make
a triall of her faithe, I must put on
Enter Wife
a [Courtiers] BRAZEN face and doo't, myne owne will shame me
Wife
this is most straunge of all how one distraction
secondes another?
Votar.
whats the newes sweet madame
Wif
has tooke his horse, but left his leaue vntaken
what should I thinck on't sir did euer lord
depart so rudelie from his ladies presence
Votar.
did he forget yor lipp
Wife
he forgott all
that Noblenes remembers,
Votar.
I'me ashamde on him
Let me help (madame) to repaire his manners
and mend that vnkinde fault
Wife
Sir, pray forbeare
you forget worse then hee,
Vatar
So vertue saue me
I haue enoughe allready
Wife
Tis himself
must make amendes (good sir) for his owne faultes
Votar.
I woold heed doot then, and nere troble me in't,
but madame you perceiue he takes the course
to be farr of from that, hee's rod from home
but, his vnkindnes stayes, and keepes wt h you,
let whose will pleaze his wife, he rides his horse,
thats all the care he takes, I pittie you madame
y'aue an vnpleasing lord, would twere not so
I should reioice wt h you,
you'r younger, the very Springes vpon you now
the Roses on yor cheekes are but new blowne,
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wher all the sweetnes of mans comfort breathes,
but what is it to be a worke of beautie
and want the heart that should delight in you,
you still retaine yor goodnes in yor selues
but then you loose yor glorie, wc h is all,
the grace of euery benifit is the vse
and ist not pittie you should want yor grace?
looke you like one whose lord should walke in groues
about the peace of midnight Alas madame
tis to me wondrous how you should spare the daie
from amorous clips, much less the generall season
when all the worldes a gamster,
that face deserues a frend of heart and spirrit
discourse, and motion, indeed such a one
that should obserue you (madam) wt hout ceasinge,
and not a wearie lord.
Wife
Sure I was married sir,
in a deere yeare of loue; when scarcetie
and famyn of affection vext poore ladies
wc h makes my heart so needy,—it nere knew
plenty of comfort yet;
Votar.
why thats yor follie
to keep yor mynde so myserably madame,
[o you that can be hard to yor owne heart,]
chaunge into better tymes, ile lead you to em,
what bountie shall yor frend expect for his,
o you that can be hard to yor owne heart
how would you vse yor frends, if I thought kindlie
id'e be the man my self should serue yor pleasure
Wife
how sir
Votar.
Nay and nere misse you too, I'de not come sneakinge
like a Reteyner once a week or soe
to showe my self before you for my liuery,
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carry my worke before me and dispatche
before my lord be vp, and make no wordes on't
the signe of a good servaunt,—
Wife
tis not frendly donne sir
to take a ladie at advauntage thus
set all her wronges before her, and then tempt her
Votar.
[heart,] I growe fond my self twas well she wakt me
before the dead sleep of Adultery tooke me
twas stealing on me, vp you honest thoughtes
and keep watch for yor master, I must hence,
I do not like my health, t'as a straung rellish
pray heav'ne I pluckt myne eyes back tyme enoughe,
Ile neuer see her more, I praisde the garden
but litle thought a bed of snakes laye hidd in't
Wife
I know not how I am? ile call my woman—
staye, for I feare thow'rt to farr gon already.
Votar.
I'le see her but once more, doe thy worst, loue
thow art too yong, fond boy, to master me—
I come to tell you madame and that plainlie
ile see yor face no more, tak'te how you pleaze
Wife
you will not offer violence to me sir
in my lords abscence; what does that touch you
if I want comforte?
Vota
will you take yor answer
Wif
it is not honest in you to tempt woman,
when her distresses takes awaie her strengthe,
how is she able to withstand her enemye
Votar.
I would faine leaue yor sight and I could possible
Wife
what ist to you (good sir) if I be pleazd
to weep my self awaie? and run thus violently
into the armes of death, and kisse distruction
does this concerne you now
Votar.
I marry does it
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these lipps but to prevent all other tasters,
and keep that Cup of Nectar for them selues;
[heart] Ime beguilde agen, forgiue me heavne
my lipps haue bin naught wt h her, [sin's meer witchcraft,]
[break all the engines of, lifes frame in pieces,]
I wilbe master once, and whip the boye
home to his mothers lap, face, far thee well—/
Exit Votarius
Wife.
Votarius? Sir? my ffrend thanckes heavne, hees gon,
and he shall neuer com̄e so neer agen,
ile haue my frailtie watcht euer,—henceforward
ile no more trust it single, it betrayes me
Enter Leonela.
into the handes of Folly whers my woman
my trustie Leonella.
Leo.
call you madam?
Wif
call I? I want attendaunce wher are you?
Leo.
neuer farr from you Madam
Wif
pray be neerer
or ther is some that will, and thanck you too,
nay perhaps bribe you to be abscent from me
Leo.
how Madame?
Wife
is that straunge to a ladies woman
ther are such thinges ith world, many such buyers
and sellers of a womans name and honour
thoe you be young in bribes, and neuer came
to the flesh-market yet,—beshrew yor harte
for keeping so long from me
Leo.
what aile you madame?
Wife
Somewhat Comaundes me, and takes all the power,
of my self from me
Leo
what should that be Ladye?
Wife.
when did you see Votarius
Leo.
is that next
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I sawe him lately madame
Wife
whome didst see?
Leo.
Votarius?
Wife
what haue I to doe wt h him
more then another man saye he be faire
and has partes proper both of mynd and bodie
you praise him but in vaine, in telling me so,
Leo.
yee madame are you pratling in yor sleep,
tis well my l and you lie in two bedds
Wife
I was nere so ill, I, thanck you Leonela
my necligent woman, here you showde yor service
Leo
[life] haue I power or meanes to stop a sluce
at a hie water, what would sh'av me do in't?
Wife
I charge thee while thow liu'ste wt h me, henceforward
vse not an howers abscence from my sight.—/
Exit lady.
Leo.
by my faith Madam you shall pardon me
I haue a loue of myne owne to looke to
Enter Bellarius Mufled in his clocke.
and he must haue his breakfast; pist Ballarius
Bel.
Leonela
Leo.
come forthe, and showe yor selfe a gentleman
allthoughe most comonlie they hide their heades
as you doe ther me thinckes —And why a taffety mufler
showe yor face, man, I'me not ashamde on you
Bel.
I feare the servauntes
Leo.
and they feare their mistres, and nere thinck on you
thei'r thoughtes are vpon dynner, and great dishes,
if one thinge hap, Impossible to faile to
(I can see so farr in't) you shall walk boldlie sir
and openlie in view throughe euerie Roome
about the howse, and let the prowdest meet thee;
I charge you giue no waye to em
Bel.
how thow talkst
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I can avoide the foole, and giue you reason for't
Bel.
tis more then I should doe, if I askt more on thee,—
I pre thee tell me how?
Leo.
wt h eaze yfaith sir,
my ladies heart is wondrous busy sir
abowt the entertaynemt of a frend too,
and she and I must beare wt h one another
or we shall make but a mad howse betwixt vs
Bel.
I'me bould to throw my cloke of at this newes
wc h I nere durst before, and kisse thee freelier
what is he sirrah?
Leo.
faith an indifferent fellow
wt h good long leggs,—a neere frend of my lords
Bel.
a neere frend of my ladies, you would saie,—
his name I pre thee—
Leo.
one Votarius sir.
Bel.
what saiest thow
Leo
he walkes vnder the same title
Bel
the only enem̄ye that my life can showe me
Leo.
yor enemye let my splene then alone wt h him,—
staye you yor anger ile confound him for you
Bel.
as how I pree thee,—
Leo.
ile prevent his Venery
he shall nere lie wt h my ladie,—
Bel.
troth I thanck you
life thats the waye to saue him, art thow madd
wheras the other way he confoundes him self
and lies more naked to revendge and mischief
Leo
then let him lie wt h her, and the devill goe wt h him
he shall haue all my furtheraunce,
Bel.
why now you praye hartelie, and speake to purpose.—
Exiunt
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