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III. ii
Enter a boy drest like Elinor & doctorboy
but ys yt possible the mad lord should take mee for the princes
doct
his brother has thow seest & ys gone in her name to fech him, and
were yt not this moale on thy forhead does distinguish yee I
should swere thow wert shee my selfe, but maske maske I heare
them Coming play thy part wt h Iudgment & doubt not his recouery
Ent Borgias & Hortenza
Hort
speake that agen the princes send for mee
harnesse the winds & mount mee on the Clowds
that I may fly into her armes, but where
where bee the traine of ladyes that shee sends
to vsher mee, write to mee by a groome
tis not her hand (vmph) Crye yee mercy sir,
ys that the Cause? why though I was disarmd
and lost my sword I haue wonn honor by yt
for since in seauen pitcht battailes gainst the turke
I haue brought home spoyles & noble prisoners
doct
shee herd so much and out of her princly disposition
shee sends to speake wt h yow.
Hort
to see my prisoners mary & shall, Call forth
the turke the bashawes & those Concubines
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march faire in order: so obserue yor state
more lofty stalke like a Collossus thus: good plesing exelent
and now Crouch petty viceroyes and present
yor seruices the ransomes & yor liues
to the deuine Comaundresse of my sword
boy
for wc h I ow yow both respect & loue noble hortenza.
Hor
Hortenza fall fall of into my tent
boy
his sences do begin to fall in order
Hort
had not that same hortenza a thinge Calld brother
Bor
borgias
Hort
borgias borgias: and a mr s
boy
elinor
Hort
p—pause there a while: that same hortenza.
borg
ys my noble brother
boy
& my valiant seruant
Hort
nay yare to quicke agen loe
yf I bee that hortenza my sences
are wondrously decaid, and so good man
I make no doubt are his, for yt was voycd
his mr s scornd at least neglected him
for a slight foole Calld—
doct
garullo
Hort
garullo garulo.
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Close him now
boy
noble hortenza as I am princes I did neuer loue him
Hor
pray now say true
boy
and for yor being disarmd
Hort
well I am the man then. for my being disarmd.
boy
I lay the fault on [valor] fortune not yor valor
Hort
the world knowes I were worth enough about mee
boy
besids our sex do not delight in bloud
venus ys drawne by [vultures] turtles not by vultures
and ladyes loue smoth kisses, not rough scarrs
and mangled bosomes, this then for all suffice
my loue liues here as to the Count yt dies
Hort
I would yt did elce; you'd make a prowd man of mee then.
boy
to seale my promise to yow were that fauor
to seale yt surer were that amorous kisse
Hor
Come home my sences & inioy full blisse.
doct
alls well now leaue him
boy
scorne has spent his darts
though yron tounges woemen haue silken harts
Hort
Thow hast Ile swere, are they gone? then hence
exeunt
disembled frenzy I will were no looks
but such as brids & bridgromes do put on
at weddings & high festiualls
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wee long
ent Amb: aspero: Cosmo Gismond
to heare some newes from the distracted prince
asp
see where hee walks good hart disturb him not
Hort
the subiect of my languadge shalbee loue
and the Cheife theame Ile handle the escapes
& amorous slights of Ioue
amb
alas hees falne into another straine of madnes
Hort
my execise—my noble lords yor pardon.
asper
wee are glad to heare yow plesant
Hort
blame not yf I bee.
that of my selfe wt hout the help of any
haue wrought my selfe into the princes loue
amb
a madman still at least hee talks like one
Hort
that proues mee none indeed I neuer was
amb
not frantike
Hort
neuer when I apeard to bee so. I did but faigne
the humor only to sound the princes bosome
amb
wee are all ioyd to heare yt
asp
growne Cunning prince and troth how did yow find her.
Hort
more gratious farr then I deserud or hoped
out of her bounty first shee gaue mee life
& wt h my life her loue, & wt h her loue
this fauor oh but not Content wt h this
shee seald our Ioyes large patent wt h a kisse
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this was miraculous here shee Comes againe
princes
Ent Elinor & Count a foole
Elinor
to mee
asper
madam to yow that swore
to fight against all Com̄ers that maintaine
hortensaes loue suit
Elinor
death a my hopes madd to
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wee thanke yee madam for the kind vsage of our noble mr
the tresure that yor lipps bestowd on him
Elino
my lipps ha ha.
Hort
yor pardon gratious maid I tould them all
Elinor
what all sir.
Hort
why I tould them how gratiously yow gaue my sences to mee
that yow bestowd this on mee
Elinor
hence madd foole I once did pitty now I shall hate thee deadly
asp
yow pittied him euen now, euen now yow kist him
Eli
I kisse him where when why
all
here, now, for loue
Elinor
for loue of peace, are yow all lunatique
or Ioynd wt h him to mocke and make mee madd
Hort
or Ioynd wt h yow to mocke and make mee madd
wt h double double torment—oh Confes
Elinor
why do yow weepe? what yst I should Conffes
Hort
yor promise, gift, and vow of mariadge
[H]eli
I giue yow gifts I promise mariadge
speake one word more and Ile seale vp myneeares
and take a Iorny to the frozen pole
rather then send good word or looke to thee
exit
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do good nell twilbee a voyadge for the heauens
and yet weele nether buy borow nor begg by the way nether.
weele bait at the bull, fetch butchers meat at the ram. rabbet
and Cunny at virgo, fish from pisces, Crabbs & lobsters from
Cancer, bread from libra, butter and Cheese from the ballance
our milke from the goate, water from aquarius, & wine from
the man in the moone, farwell prince Ile remember thy health
in Clarrett
exit
ent a gent: whispers asp
asper
my mr s sicke? search all the world for doctors
and rob the earth of simples, no time but now.
Iust when wee thought to solemnize our nuptialls
for to fall sick in, Coradg faire prince my fate
paralells thine, both much vnfortunate
exeunt
amba
dispaire not though sir wee will after her
and spend what art wee may to winn her for yee
exeunt
Hort
no let her go shee ys not worth yor labor
deny thy gift deny thy vowes nay then
deny thy selfe to bee a woman.
enter Doctor in hast
doct
prince, wheres prince hortenza vds mee what haue yee done
the princes aquainted yow wt h her loue in priuat and yow proclaimt
all the Court ouer
Hort
her loue, her scorne, shee has denyed yt all
doct
afore Company true; why shees so Chary of her loue to yow
sheele not trust the ayre wt hyt for feare of preuention.
Hort
alas dere hart was that her policy
doc
only that shee wonders yow were so dull yow Could not vnderstand [yt] yt
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ignorant asse: and does her loue stand Constant
to mee still for all this
doct
as euer yt did yow may thanke mee fort though, to proue yt
shee has sent yow this diamond wt h this penalty that yf euer
yow moue yt [her] againe publike or priuate so much as to yor owne
brother Cost yt her life sheele neuer Come in yor sight, nor giue
yow so much as a good looke after.
Hort
good soule the racke shall not inforce yt from mee
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and this more, yf shee Chance to meete yow and throw
a frowne at yow as thats her purpose, takt as a spetiall
grace, throw her another and sheele receiue yt as the like
but not a word good nor badd nor so much as a smile.
Hort
to avoyd suspition: I Conceaue her fully
doct
bee carfull, yf shee do Chance to write to yow (as for triall
perhaps shee will,) do not read yt; yf shee Court do
not answer her; the more shee importunes yow the more
slight her for though shee loue yow beyond imagination
her purpose ys not to haue yt knowne till the very instant
of her mariadge, and that shalbee wt hin this three or foure dayes
at farthest will not this bee pritty now.
Hor
yt well Conueighd
a nobler part true amorists nere plaid.
exit
doctor
thats as yt proues though by yor leaue, I haue put my selfe
vpon a strange engadgment here, for shee nether loues nor Can
indure so much as the name of him; yet yf bentiuoli stand Constant
to mee I make no doubt of the performance for all this
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