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CUTTER OF COLEMAN-STREET . A COMEDY .

The Scene LONDON , in the year 1658.

Written by ABRAHAM COWLEY .

LONDON , Printed for Henry Herringman at the Sign of the Anchor in the Lower walk in the New-Exchange . Anno Dom. 1663.

PREFACE .

A Comedy , called the Guardian , and made by me when I was very Young , was Acted formerly at Camebridge , and several times after privately during the troubles , as I am told , with good approbation , as it has been lately too at Dublin There being many things in it which I disliked , and finding my self for some dayes idle , and alone in the Countrey , I fell upon the changing of it almost wholly , as now it is , and as it was play'd since at his Royal Highness's Theatre under this New name . It met at the first representation with no favourable reception , and I think there was something of Faction against it , by the early appearance of some mens disapprobation before they had seen enough of it to build their dislike upon their Iudgment . Afterwards it got some ground , and found Friends as well as Adversarys . In which condition I should willingly let it dye , if the main imputations under which it suffered , had been shot only against my Wit or Art in these matters , and not directed against the tenderest parts of human reputation , good Nature , good Manners , and Piety it self . The first clamour which some malitious persons raised , and made a great noise with , was , That it was a piece intended for abuse and Satyre against the Kings party . Good God! Against the Kings party ? After having served it twenty years during all the time of their misfortunes and afflictions , I must be a very rash and imprudent person if I chose out that of their Restitution to begin a Quarrel with them . I must be too much a Madman to be trusted with such an Edg'd Tool as Comedy . But first , why should either the whole party ( as it was once distinguisht by that name , which I hope is abolisht now by Universal Loyalty ) or any man of virtue or honour in it , believe themselves injured or at all concerned , by the representation of the faults and follies of a few who in the General division of the Nation had crowded in among them ? In all mixt numbers ( which is the case of Parties ) nay , in the most entire and continued Bodies there are often some degenerate and corrupted parts , which may be cast away from that , and even cut off from this Unity , without any infection of scandal to the remaining Body . The Church of Rome with all her arrogance , and her wide pretences of certainty in all truths , and exemption from all Errors , does not clap on this enchanted Armour of Infallibility upon all her particular Subjects , nor is offended at the reproof even of her greatest Doctors . We are not , I hope , become such Puritans our selves as to assume the Name of the Congregation of the Spotless . It is hard for any Party to be so Ill as that no Good , Impossible to be so Good as that no Ill should be found among them . And it has been the perpetual privilege of Satyre and Comedy to pluck their vices and follies though not their Persons out of the Sanctuary of any Title . A Cowardly ranting Souldier , an Ignorant Charlatanical Doctor , a foolish Cheating Lawyer , a silly Pedantical Scholar , hav , alwayes been , and still are the Principal Subjects of all Comedye without any scandal given to those Honourable Professions , or ever taken by their severest Professors ; And , if any good Physician or Divine should be offended with me here for inveighing against a Quack , or for finding Deacon Soaker too often in the Butteryes , my respect and reverence to their callings would make me troubled at their displeasure , but I could not abstain from taking them for very Cholerique and Quarrelsome persons . What does this therefore amount to , if it were true which is objected ? But it is far from being so ; for the representation of two Sharks about the Town ( fellows merry and Ingenious enough , and therefore admitted into better companyes than they deserve , yet withall too very scoundrels , which is no unfrequent Character at London ) the representation I say of these as Pretended Officers of the Royal Army , was made for no other purpose but to show the World , that the vices and extravagancies imputed vulgarly to the Cavaliers , were really committed by Aliens who only usurped that name , and endeavoured to cover the reproach of their Indigency or Infamy of their Actions with so honourable a Title . So that the business was not here to correct or cut off any natural branches , though never so corrupted or Luxuriant , but to separate and cast away that vermine which by sticking so close to them had done great and considerable prejudice both to the Beauty and Fertility of the Tree ; And this is as plainly said , and as often inculcated as if one should write round about a Signe , This is a Dog , this is a Dog , out of over-much caution lest some might happen to mistake it for a Lyon , Therefore when this Calumny could not hold ( for the case is cleer , and will take no colour ) Some others sought out a subtiler hint to traduce me upon the same score , and were angry that the person whom I made a true Gentleman , and one both of considerable Quality and Sufferings in the Royal party , should not have a fair and noble Character throughout , but should submit in his great extremities to wrong his Niece for his own Relief . This is a refined exception , such as I little foresaw , nor should with the dulness of my usual Charity , have found out against another man in twenty years . The truth is , I did not intend the Character of a Hero , one of exemplary virtue , and as Homer often terms such men , Unblameable , but an ordinary jovial Gentleman , commonly called a Good Fellow , one not so conscientious as to sterve rather than do the least Injury , and yet endowed with so much sense of Honour as to refuse when that necessity was removed , the gain of five thousand pounds which he might have taken from his Niece by the rigour of a Forfeiture ; And let the frankness of this latter generosity so expiate for the former frailty , as may make us not ashamed of his Company , for if his true Metal be but equal to his Allay , it will not indeed render him one of the Finest sorts of men , but it will make him Current , for ought I know , in any party that ever yet was in the World. If you be to choose parts for a Comedy out of any noble or elevated rank of persons , the most proper for that work are the worst of that kind . Comedy is humble of her Nature , and has alwayes been bred low , so that she knows not how to behave her self with the great or the accomplisht . She does not pretend to the brisk and bold Qualities of Wine , but to the Stomachal Acidity of Vinegar , and therefore is best placed among that sort of people which the Romans call The Lees of Romulus . If I had designed here the celebration of the Virtues of our Friends , I would have made the Scene nobler where I intended to erect their Statues . They should have stood in Odes , and Tragedies , and Epique Poems , ( neither have I totally omitted those greater testimonies of my esteem of them ) Sed nunc non erat his Locus , &c. And so much for this little spiny objection which a man cannot see without a Magnifying Glass . The next is enough to knock a man down , and accuses me of no less than Prophaness . Prophane , to deride the Hypocrisie of those men whose skuls are not yet bare upon the Gates since the publique and just punishment of it ? But there is some imitation of Scripture Phrases ; God forbid ; There is no representation of the true face of Scripture , but only of that Vizard which these Hypocrites ( that is , by interpretation Actors with a Vizard ) draw upon it . It is Prophane to speak of Harrisons return to Life again , when some of his friends really profest their belief of it , and he himself had been said to promise it ? A man may be so imprudently scrupulous as to find prophaness in any thing either said or written by applying it under some similitude or other to some expressions in Scripture . This nicety is both vain and endless . But I call God to witness , that rather than one tittle should remain among all my writings which according to my severest judgment should be found guilty of the crime objected , I would myself burn and extinguish them all together . Nothing is so detestably lewd and rechless as the derision of things sacred , and would be in me more unpardonable than any man else , who have endeavoured to root out the ordinary weeds of Poetry , and to plant it almost wholly with Divinity . I am so far from allowing any loose or irreverent expressions in matters of that Religion which I believe , that I am very tender in this point even for the grossest errors of Conscientious persons , They are the properest object ( me thinks ) both of our �itty and Charity too ; They are the innocent and white Sectaries , in comparison of another kind who engraft Pride upon Ignorance , Tyranny upon Liberty , and upon all their Heresies , Treason and Rebellion . These are Principles so destructive to the Peace and Society of Mankind that they deserve to be persued by our serious Hatred , and the putting a Mask of Sanctity upon such Devils is do Ridiculous , that it ought to be exposed to contempt and laughter . They are indeed Prophane , who counterfeit the softness of the voyce of Holiness to disguize the roughness of the hands of Impiety , and not they who with reverence to the thing which the others dissemble , deride nothing but their Dissimulation . If some piece of an admirable Artist should be ill Copyed even to ridiculousness by an ignorant hand , and another Painter should undertake to draw that Copy , and make it yet more ridiculous , to shew apparently the difference of the two works , and deformity of the latter , will not every man see plainly that the abuse is intended to the foolish Imitation , and not to the Excellent Original ? I might say much more to confute and confound this very false and malitious accusation , but this is enough I hope to cleer the matter , and is I am afraid too much for a Preface to a work of so little consideration . As for all other objections which have been or may be made against the Invention or Elocution , or any thing else which comes under the Critical Iurisdiction , let it stand or fall as it can answer for it self , for I do not lay the great stress of my Reputation upon a Structure of this Nature , much less upon the slight Reparations only of an Old and unfashionable Building . There is no Writer but may fail sometimes in point of Wit , and it is no less frequent for the Auditors to fail in point of Iudgment . I perceive plainly by dayly experience that Fortune is Mistris of the Theatre , as Tully sayes it is of all popular Assemblies . No man can tell sometimes from whence the Invisible winds arise that move them . There are a multitude of people who are truly and onely Spectators at a play , without any use of their Understanding , and these carry it sometimes by the strength of their Number . There are others who use their Understanding too much , who think it a sign of weakness or stupidity to let any thing pass by them unattaqued , and that the Honour of their Iudgment ( as some Brutals imagine of their Courage ) consists in Quarrelling with every thing . We are therefore wonderfull wise men , and have a fine business of it , we who spend our time in Poetry , I do sometimes laugh , and am often angry with my self when I think on it , and if I had a Son inclined by Nature to the same folly , I believe I should bind him from it , by the strictest conjurations of a paternal Blessing . For what can be more ridiculous than to labour to give men delight , whilst they labour on their part more earnestly to take offence ? to expose ones self voluntarily and frankly to all the dangers of that narrow passage to unprofitable Fame , which is defended by rude multitudes of the Ignorant , and by armed Troops of the Malitious ? If we do ill many discover it and all despise us , if we do well but few men find it out , and fewer entertain it kindly . If we commit errors there is no parson , if we could do wonders there would be but little thanks , and that too extorted from unwilling Givers . But some perhaps may say , Was it not alwayes thus ? Do you expect a particular privilege that was never yet enjoyed by any Poet ? were the ancient Graecian , or noble Roman Authors , was Virgil himself exempt from this Passibility , Qui melior multis quam tu fuit , Improbe , rebus , Who was in many things thy better far , Thou impudent Pretender ? As was said by Lucretius to a person who took it ill that he was to Dye , though he had seen so many do it before him who better deserved Immortality ; and this is to repine at the natural condition of a Living Poet , as he did at that of a Living Mortal . I do not only ackowledge the Prae-eminence of Virgil ( whose Footsteps I adore ) but submit to many of his Roman Brethren , and I confess that even they in their own times were not secure from the assaults of Detraction ( though Horace brags at last , Jam dente minùs mordeor invido ) but then the Barkings of a few were drown'd in the Applause of all the rest of the World , and the Poison of their Bitings extiguisht by the Antidote of great rewards , and great encouragements , which is a way of curing now out of use , and I really profess that I neither expect , nor think I deserve it . Indolency would serve my turn instead of Pleasure ; But the case is not so well ; for though I comfort my self with some assurance of the favour and affection of very many candid and good natured ( and yet too judicious and even Critical ) persons , yet this I do affirm , that from all which I have written I never received the least benefit , or the least advantage , but on the contrary have felt sometimes the effects of Malice and Misfortune .

The Prologue . AS when the Midland Sea is no where clear From dreadfull Fleets of Tunis and Argier , Which coast about , to all they meet with Foes , And upon which nought can be got but Blowes , The Merchand Ships so much their passage doubt , That , though full-freighted , none dares venture out , And Trade dacayes , and Scarcity ensues ; Just so the timerous Wits of late refuse , Though laded , to put forth upon the Stage , Affrighted by the Critiques of this age . It is a Party numerous , watchfull , bold ; They can from nought , which sailes in sight , with-hold . Nor doe their cheap , though mortal , Thunder spare ; They shoot , alas , with Wind-gunns , charg'd with Air. But yet , Gentlemen Critiques of Argier , For your own int'rest I 'de advise ye here To let this little Forlorn Hope goe by Safe and untoucht ; That must not be ( you 'l cry ) If ye be wise , it must ; I le tell yee why . There are Seven , Eight , Nine , � stay � there are behind Ten Playes at least , which wait but for a Wind , And the glad News that we the Enemy miss , And those are all your own , if you spare This. Some are but new trim'd up , others quite New , Some by known Shipwrights built , and others too By that great Author made , who ere he be , That stiles himself Person of Qualitie . All these , if we miscarry here to day . Will rather till they Rot in th' Harbour stay , Nay they will back again , though they were come , Ev'n to their last safe Rode , to Tyring room . Therefore again I say , if you be wise , Let this for once pass free ; let it suffise That we your Soveraing power here to avow , Thus humbly ere we pass , strike sail to You.
Added at Court. STay Gentlemen ; what I have said , was all But forc'd submission , which I now recall . Ye 're all but Pirats now again ; for here Does the true Soveraign of the Seas appear . The Soveraign of these Narrow Seas of wit ; 'T is his own Thames ; He knows and Governs it . 'T is his Dominion , and Domain ; as Hee Pleases , 't is either Shut to us or Free. Not onely , if his Pasport we obtain , VVe fear no little Rovers of the Main , But if our Neptune his calm visage show , No Wave shall dare to Rise or VVind to Blow .
The Persons . A Gentleman whose Estate was confiscated in the late troubles . His Daughter . His Niece , left to his Tuition . A merry sharking fellow about the Town , pretending to have been a Colonel in the Kings Army . His Companion , and such another fellow , pretending to have been a Captain . A young , rich , brisk Fop , pretending to extraordinary wit , Suter to Mistris Lucia . An old , testy , Covetous Gentleman . His Son , in love with Mistris Lucia . A Sopeboylers widdow , who had bought Jollys Estate , A pretended Saint . Her Daughter . Mistris Lucias Maid , a little laughing Fop. A little Fudling Deacon .
CUTTER OF COLEMAN-STREET .
Act 1.
Scene 1. Truman Iunior . HOW hard , alas , is that young Lover's fate , Who has a father Covetous and Cholerique ! What has he made me swear ? � I dare not think upon the Oath , lest I should keep it � Never to see my Mistris more , or hear her speak Without his leave ; And farewel then the use Of Eyes and Ears ; � And all this Wickedness I submitted to , For fear of being Disinherited ; For fear of losing Durt and Dross , I lose My Mistris � There 's a Lover ! Fitter much For Hell than thousand perjuries could make him , Fit to be made th' Example which all Women Should reproach Men with , when themselves grow false ; Yet she , the good and charitable Lucia , With such a bounty as has onely been Practis'd by Heaven , and Kings inspir'd from thence , Forgives still , and still loves her perjur'd Rebel , I 'le to my father strait , and swear to him Ten thousand Oathes ne'r to observe that wicked one Which he ' has extorted from me � Here he comes ; And my weak heart , already us'd to falshood , Begins to waver .
Scene 2. Truman Senior , Truman Iunior . Trum. Sen. Well , Dick , you know what you swore to me yesterday , And solemnly .

I ha' been considering , and considering all Night , Dick , for your good , and me-thinks , supposing I were a young man again , and the case my own ( for I love to be just in all things ) me-thinks 'tis hard for a young man , I say , who has been a Lover so long as you ha' been , to break off on a suddain . Am I in the right or no , Dick ? Do you mark me ?

Trum. Iun. Hard , Sir , 't is harder much than any death Prolong'd by Tortures . Trum. Sen.

Why so I thought ; and therefore out o' my care for your ease , I have hit upon an Expedient that I think will salve the matter !

Trum. jun. And I will thank you for it more , Sir , Than for the life you gave me . Trum. sen.

Why ! well said , Dick , and I 'me glad with all my Heart , I thought upon 't ; in brief , 't is this , Dick ; I ha' found out another Mistris for you .

Trum. jun. Another ? Heaven forbid , Sir ! Trum. sen. I ; Another , Good-man Jack Sawce ; marry come up ; Wo'nt one o' my choosing serve your turn , as well As one o' your own ; sure I 'me the older man , Jack Sawce , and should be the Wiser ! Trum. jun. But Nature , Sir , that 's wiser than all Mankind , Is Mistris in the choice of our affections , Affections are not rais'd from outward Reasons , But inward Sympathies . Trum. sen.

Very well , Dick , if you be a dutiful son to me , you shall have a good Estate , and so has she ;

There 's Sympathy for you now ; but I perceive You 'r hankring still after Mrs. Lucy ,

Do , do ! forswear your self ; do , damn your self , and be a beggar too ; sure I would never undo my self , by perjury ; if I had a mind to go to hell , Cromwel should make me a Lord for 't ! I , and one of his Councel too , I 'de never be damn'd for nothing , for a Whim-wham in a Coif . But to be short , The person I design for you is Mrs. Tabith Baarebottle , our neighbour the Widow's daughter . What do you start at , Sirra ? I , Sirra , Jack an-apes , if you start when your father speaks to you .

Trum. jun.

You did not think her father once I 'me sure A person fit for your Alliance , when he plundred your House in Hartfordshire , and took away the very Hop-poles , pretending they were Arms too .

Trum. sen.

He was a very Rogue , that 's the Truth on 't , as to the business between man and man , but as to God-ward he was always counted an Upright man , and very devout . But that 's all one , I 'me sure h 'as rais'd a fine Estate out o' nothing by his Industry in these Times : An' I had not been a Beast too � but Heaven's will be done , I could not ha' don 't with a good conscience . Well , Dick , I 'le go talk with her mother about this matter , and examine fully what her Estate is , for unless it prove a good one , I tell you true , Dick , I 'me o' your Opinion , not to marry such a Rogues daughter .

Trum. jun. I beseech you , Sir � Exit Trum : sen. It is in vain to speak to him � Though I to save this Dung-hill an Estate Have done a Crime like theirs , Who have abjur'd their King for the same cause , I will not yet , like them , persue the guilt , And in thy place , Lucia my lawful Soverain , Set up a low and scandalous Usurper ! Enter Servant . Serv.

'T is well the old man's just gone . There 's a Gentlewoman without , Sir , desires to speak one word with you .

Trum. jun.

With me ? who is 't ?

Serv.

It should be Mrs. Lucia by her voice , Sir , but she 's veil'd all over . Will you please to see her , Sir ?

Trum.

Will I see her , Blockhead ? yes ; go out and kneel to her And pray her to come in . ( Exit Serv. )

Scene 3. Lucia ( veil'd ) Truman . Trum. This is a favour , Madam ! That I as little hop'd , as I am able To thank you for it � But why all this muffling ? Why a disguise , my Dearest , between us ? Unless to increase , my desire first , and then my joy to see thee Thou cast this subtil night before thy beauty . And now like one scorch'd with some raging Feaver , Upon whose flames no dew of sleep has faln , I do begin to quarrel with the Darkness , And blame the sloathful rising of the Morn , And with more joy shall welcome it , than they Whose Icy dwellings the cold Bear o're-looks , When after half the years Winter and Night , Day and the Spring at once salutes their sight ! Thus it appears , thus like thy matchless beauty , offers to pull off the Veil . When this black Clowd is vanish'd . Why d' e you shrink back , my Dearest ? I prethee let me look a little on thee : 'T is all the pleasure Love has yet allow'd me , And more than Nature does in all things else . At least speak to me ; well may I call it Night When Silence too thus joyns it self with Darkness . Ha! I had quite forgot the cursed Oath I made � Pish ! what 's an Oath forc'd from a Lovers Tongue ? 'T is not recorded in Heaven's dreadful book , But scatter'd loosely by the breath that made it , Away with it ; to make it was but a Rashness , To keep it were a Sin � Dear Madam � Offers agen , but she refuses , & gives him a Note Ha! let 's see this then first ! You know I have forgiven your unkind Oath to your He reads . Father , and shall never suffer you to be perjur'd .

I come onely to let you know , that the Physician and the ' Pothecary will do this morning what we propos'd , be ready at hand , if there should be occasion for your presence , I dare not stay one minute . Farewel .

Now thousand Angels wait upon thee , Lucia , And thousand Blessings upon all thou do'st . Let me but kiss your hand , And I 'le dismiss you . Ah cruel father , when thou mad'st the Oath , Thou little thought'st that thou had'st left Such blessings for me out of it . Exeunt .
Scene 4. Colonel Iolly , Will ( his Man. ) Col. Iolly in an Indian Gown and Night-cap . Ioll.

Give me the Pills ; what said the Doctor , Will ?

Will.

He said a great deal , Sir , but I was not Doctor enough to understand half of it .

Ioll.

A man may drink , he says , for all these Bawbles ?

Will.

He 's ill advised if he give your Worship drinking Pills , for when you were drinking last together , a Fit took you to beat the Doctor , which your Worship told him was a new Disease .

Ioll.

He was drunk then himself first , and spoke False Latin , which becomes a Doctor worse than a beating . But he does not remember that , I hope , now ?

Will. I think he does , Sir , for he says the Pills Are to purge Black Choler ! Ioll.

I , Melancholy ; I shall ha' need of them then , for my old Purger of Melancholy , Canary , will grow too dear for me shortly ; my own Estate was sold for being with the King at Oxford . A Curse upon an old Dunce that needs must be going to Oxford at my years ! My good Neighbor , I thank him , Collonel Fear-the Lord-Barebottle , a Saint and a Sope-boyler , bought it ; But he 's dead , and boiling now himself , that 's the best of 't ; There 's a Cavalier's comfort ! If his damnable Wife now would marry me , it would return again , as I hope all things will at last ; and even that too were as hard a Composition for ones own , as ever was made at Habber-dashers-Hall ; but hang her , she 'l ha' none o' me , unless I were True Rich and Counterfeit Godly ; let her go to her husband ; ( so much for that � It does not go down takes a Pill . so glib as an Egg in Muskadine ) Now when my Nieces Portion too goes out o' my hands , which I can keep but till a handsome Wench of eighteen pleases to marry ( a pitiful slender Tenure that 's the truth on 't ) I ha' nothing to do but to live by Plots for the King , or at least to be hang'd by ' em . ( So , go thou too ) well , something must be takes the two other Pills . done , unless a man could get true Gems by drinking , or like a Mouse in a Cheese , make himself a house by eating .

Will , did you send for Colonel Cutter and Captain Worm , to come and keep me company this morning that I take Physick ? They 'l be loth to come to day , there 's so little hope o' drinking here .

Will. They said they would be here , Sir , before this time ; Some Morning's draught , I believe , has intercepted ' em . Ioll.

I could Repent now heartily , but that 't would look as if I were compell'd to 't , and besides if it should draw me to Amendment , 't would undo me now , till I ha' gotten something . 'T is a hard case to wrong my pretty Niece ; but unless I get this wicked Widow , I and my daughter must starve else ; and that 's harder yet ; Necessity is , as I take it , Fatality , and that will excuse all things , O! Here they are !

Scene 5. Colonel Iolly , Colonel Cutter , Captain Worm . Ioll.

Welcome ! Men o' war , what news abroad in Town ?

Cut.

Brave news I faith , it arriv'd but yesterday by an Irish Priest , that came over in the habit of a Fish-wife , a cunning fellow , and a man o' business , he 's to lie Leiger here for a whole Irish College beyond-Sea , and do all their Affairs of State. The Captain spoke with him last night at the Blew Anchor !

Ioll.

Well , and what is 't ?

Worm .

Why , Business is afloat again ; the King has muster'd five and twenty thousand men in Flanders , as tall Fellows as any are in Christendom .

Ioll.

A pox upon you for a couple of gross Cheats !

I wonder from what fools in what blind corners you get a dinner for this stuff .

Cut.

Nay , there 's another News that 's stranger ye , but for that let the Captain Answer .

Wor.

I confess I should ha' thought it very ridiculous , but that I saw it from a good hand beyond Sea , under Black and White , and all in Cypher .

Ioll.

Oh it cann't miss then ; what may it be , pray ?

Wor. Why , that the Emperor of Muscovy has promis'd To land ten thousand Bears in England to Over-run the Country . Ioll.

Oh! that 's in revenge of the late barbarous Murder of their brethren here I warrant you !

Cut. Why , Colonel , things will come about again ! We shall have another 'bout for't ! Ioll.

Why all this to a friend that knows you ? where were thy former Bouts , I prethee Cutter ? where didst thou ever serve the King , or when ?

Cut.

Why every where ; and the last time at Worcester

If I never serv'd him since , the faults not mine ; an there had been any Action �

Ioll.

At Worcester , Cutter ? prethee how got's thou thither ?

Cut.

Why as you and all other Gentlemen should ha' done ; I carri'd him in a Troop of Reformado Officers ; most of them had been under my command before !

Ioll.

I 'le be sworn they were Reformado Tapsters then ; but prethee how gots thou off ?

Cut.

Why as the King himself , and all the rest of the great ones ; in a disguise ; if you 'l needs know 't .

VVor.

He 's very cautious , Colonel , h 'as kept it ever since .

Ioll.

That 's too long 'ifaith , Cutter , prethee take one disguise now more at last , and put thy self into the habit of a Gentleman .

Cut.

I 'le answer no more Prethees ; Is this the Mornings-draught you sent for me to ?

Ioll.

No , I ha' better news for ye both , than ever ye had from a good Irish hand ; the truth is I have a Plot for yee , which if it take , ye Shall no more make monstrous Tales from Bruges to revive your sinking Credits in Loyal Ale-houses , nor inveigle into Taverns young Foremen of the Shop , or little beardless Blades of the Inns of Court , to drink to the Royal Family Parabolically , and with bouncing Oathes like Cannon at every Health ; nor upon unlucky failing afternoons take melancholy turns in the Temple Walks , and when you meet acquaintance , cry , You wonder why your Lawyer stays so long with a pox to him .

VVor.

This Physick has stirr'd ill humors in the Colonel , would they were once well purg'd , and we a Drinking again lovingly together as we were wont to do .

Ioll.

Nor make headless quarrels about the Reckoning time , and leave the house in confusion ; nor when you go to bed produce ten several snuffs to make up one poor Pipe o' Tobacco !

Cut.

Would I had one here now ; I ha' n't had my morning Smoak yet , by this day !

Ioll.

Nor change your names and lodgings as often as a Whore : for as yet if ye liv'd like Tartars in a Cart ( as I fear ye must die in one ) your home could not be more uncertain . To day at Wapping , and to morrow you appear again upon Mill-bank ( like a Duck that Dives at this end of the Pond , and rises unexpectedly at the other ) I do not think Pythagoras his Soul e're chang'd so many dwellings as you ha' done within these two years .

Cut.

Why , what then , Colonel ? Soldiers must remove their Tents sometimes , Alexander the Great did it a thousand times .

VVorm . Nine hundred , Cutter , you 'r but a Dunce in Story ; But what 's all this to th' matter , Noble Colonel ? You run a Wool-gathering like a zealous Teacher ; Where 's the use of Consolation that you promis'd us ? Ioll.

Why thou shalt have it , little VVorm , for these Damn'd Pills begin to make me horrible sick , and are not like to allow of long Digressions ; Thus briefly then , as befits a man in my case !

When my brother the Merchant went into Afrique , to follow his great Trade there �

VVor.

How o' Devil could he follow it ? why he had quite lost his memory ; I knew him when he was fain to carry his own Name in Writing about him for fear lest he should forget it .

Ioll.

Oh his man Iohn , you know , did all , yet still he would go about with old Iohn , and thought if he did Go , he did his business himself ; well , when he went he left his Daughter with a Portion o' five thousand pounds to my Tuition , and if she married without my consent , she was to have but a thousand of it . When he was gon two years he dy'd �

Wor.

He did a little forget himself me-thinks , when he left the Estate in your hands , Collonel .

Ioll.

Hold your tongue , Captain Coxcomb ; now the case is this ; ye shall give me a thousand pounds for my interest and favour in this business , settle the rest upon her , and her children , or me and mine , if she ha' none ( d' ee mark me ? for I will not have one penny of the Principal pass through such glewy Fingers ) upon these terms I 'le marry her to one of you ; Always provided though , that he whom she shall choose ( for she shall have as fair a choice as can be between two such fellows ) shall give me good assurances of living afterwards like a Gentleman , as befits her husband , and cast off the t'others company !

Cut.

The Conditions may be admitted of , though if I have her , she 'l ha' no ill bargain on 't when the King comes home ; but how , Colonel , if she should prove a foolish fantastical Wench , and refuse to marry either of us ?

Ioll.

Why ! then she shall never ha' my consent to marry any body ; and she 'l be hang'd , I think , first in the Friar's Rope , ere she turn Nun.

Wor.

I 'l be a Carthusian an she do !

Ioll.

If 't were not for Chastity and Obedience thou mightest be so ; their t'other Vow of never carrying any mony about them , thou hast kept from thy youth upwards .

Wor.

I 'le have her ; I 'me the better Scholar ; and we 're both equal Soldiers , I 'me sure .

Cut.

Thou , Captain Bobadil ? what with that Ember-week face o' thine ? that Rasor o' thy Nose ? thou look'st as if thou hadst never been fed since thou suck'st thy mothers milk . Thy cheeks begin to fall into thy mouth , that thou mightest eat them . Why thou very Lath , with a thing cut like a face at Top , and a slit at bottom . I am a man ha' serv'd my King and Country , a person of Honor , Dogbolt , and a Colonel .

Wor.

Yes , as Priests are made now a daies , a Colonel made by thine own self . I must confess thus much o' thy good parts , thou 'rt beholding to no body but thy self for what thou art . Thou a Soldier ? Did not I see thee once in a quarrel at Nine-pins behind Sodom-lane disarm'd with one o' the pins ? Alas , good Cutter ! there 's difference , as I take it , betwixt the clattering o' Swords and Quart-pots , the effusion of Blood and Claret-wine �

Cut.

( What a Barking little Curr's this ? )

Wor.

The smoak o' Guns and Tobacco � nor can you , Cutter , fight the better , because you ha' beat an old Bawd or a Drawer ; besides , what parts hast thou ? Hast thou Scholarship enough to make a Brewers Clark ? Canst thou read the Bible ? I 'me sure thou hast not ; canst thou write more than thine own name , and that in such vile Characters , that most men take 'em for Arabian Pot-hooks ! Dost thou not live , Cutter , in the Chymaerian darkness of Ignorance ?

Ioll.

Cymmerian , Captain , prethee let it be Cymmerian !

Wor.

I ; I know some will have it so ; but by this light I always call 't Chymaerian !

Cut.

O brave Scholar ! has the Colonel caught you in false Latin , you dunce you ? you 'd e'en as good stick to your Captainship ; and that you may thank me for , you ingrateful Pimp you , was not I the first that ever call'd you so ? and said you had serv'd stoutly in my Regiment at Newberry ?

Ioll.

Thy Regiment ? � well ! leave your quarrelling , Baboons , and try your fortunes fairly ; I begin to be very very sick , I 'le leave you , and send in my Niece to intertain you , upon my life , if you quarrel any more , As great Soldiers as you are , I 'le ha' you Cashier'd for ever out o' this Garrison o' mine , look to 't . Exit Col. Ioll.

Wor.

Come Cutter , wee 'd e'en better play fair play with one another , than lose all to a third . Let 's draw Cuts who shall accost her first when she comes in , and the t'other void the room for a little while .

Cutt.

Agreed ! you may thank the Colonel for comming off so easily ; you know well enough I dare not offend him at such a time as this !

Wor.

The longest first � Draw Lots .

Cut.

Mine ! Od's my life ! here she is already !

Scene 6. Lucia , Cutter , Worm . Luc. Not choose amiss ? indeed I must do , Uncle , To her self at her Entrance . If I should choose again ; especially , If I should do 't out of your drinking company ; Though I have seen these fellows here , I think A hundred times , yet I so much despise 'em ,

I never askt their names : But I must speak to 'em now . My Uncle , Gentlemen , will wait upon you presently again , and sent me hither to desire your patience !

Cut.

Patience , Madam , will be no Virtue requisite for us , whilst you are pleas'd to stay here ; Ha , ha ! Cutter ! that lit pretty pat 'ifaith for a beginning , VVorm goes out .

Luc.

Is your friend going , Sir ?

Cut.

Friend , Madam ? � ( I hope I shall be even with him presently ) he 's a merry fellow that your Uncle and I divert our selves withall .

Luc.

What is he ? pray Sir.

Cut.

That 's something difficult to tell you , Madam ; But he has been all things . He was a Scholar once , and since a Merchant , but broke the first half year ; after that he serv'd a Justice o' Peace , and from thence turn'd a kind o' Sollicitor at Goldsmiths-hall ; h 'as a pretty Smattering too in Poetry , and would ha' been my Lady Protectres's Poet ; He writ once a Copy in praise of her Beauty , but her Highness gave him for it but an old Half-crown piece in Gold , which she had hoorded up before these troubles , and that discourag'd him from any further Applications to the Court. Since that , h 'as been a little Agitator for the Cavalier party , and drew in one of the 'Prentices that were hang'd lately ; He 's a good ingenious fellow , that 's the truth on 't , and a pleasant Droll when h 'as got a cup o' Wine in his pate , which your Uncle and I supply him with ; but for matters that concern the King neither of us trust him . Not that I can say h 'as betraid any body , but he 's so indigent a Varlet , that I 'm afraid he would sell his Soul to Oliver for a Noble . But Madam , what a pox should we talk any more o' that Mole-catcher ? ( Now I 'm out again � I am so us'd onely to ranting Whores , that an honest Gentlewoman puts me to a Non-plus ! )

Luc.

Why , my Uncle recommended him to me , Sir , as a Person of Quality , and of the same Condition with your self , onely that you had been a Collonel o' Foot , and he a Captain of Horse in his Majesty's Service .

Cut.

You know your Uncle's Drolling humor , Madam ; he thought there was no danger in the Raillerie , and that you 'd quickly find out what he was ; Here he comes again , Enter Worm . I 'le leave him with you , Madam , for a Minute , and wait upon you immediately , ( I am at a loss , and must recover my self ) Captain , I ha' dealt better by you than you deserv'd , and given you a high Character to her ; see you do me right too , if there be occasion � I 'l make bold though to hearken whether you do or no.

Exit Cutter , and stands at the dore . Wor.

Madam , my Noble friend your Uncle has been pleas'd to honor me so far with his good Opinion , as to allow me the liberty to kiss your hands .

Luc. You 'r welcome , Sir , but pray , Sir , give me leave Before you enter into farther Complement To ask one question of you . Wor. I shall resolve you , Madam , with that truth Which may , I hope , invite you to believe me In what I 'me to say afterwards . Luc.

'T is to tell me your friends Name , Sir , and his Quality , which , though I 've seen him oft , I am yet ignorant of : I suppose him to be some honorable person , who has eminently serv'd the King in the late Wars .

Cut.

'T is a shrewd discerning Wench , she has hit me at the door . right already !

Wor.

They call him Collonel Cutter , but to deal faithfully with you , Madam , he 's no more a Colonel than you 'r a Major General .

Cut.

Ha! sure I mistake the Rogue !

Wor.

He never serv'd his King , not he , no more than he does his Maker ; 'T is true , h 'as drunk his Health as often as any man , upon other mens charges , and he was for a little while , I think , a kind of Hector , 'till he was soundly beaten one day , and dragg'd about the room , like old Hector o' Troy about the Town .

Cut.

What does this Dog mean , trow ?

VVor.

Once indeed he was very low for almost a twelve-month , and had neither mony enough to hire a Barber , nor buy Sizars , and then he wore a Beard ( he said ) for King Charls ; he 's now in pretty good cloathes , but would you saw the furniture of his Chamber ! marry half a Chair , an Earthen Chamberpot without an Ear , and the bottom of an Ink-horn for a Candle-stick , the rest is broken foul Tobacco-pipes , and a dozen o' Gally-pots with Sawfe in ' em .

Cut.

Was there ever such a cursed Villain !

VVor.

H 'as been a known Cheat about the Town these twenty years .

Luc.

What does my Uncle mean to keep him company , if he be such a one ?

VVor.

Why he 's infatuated , I think ! I ha' warn'd him on 't a thousand times ; he has some wit ( to give the devil his due ) and that 't is makes us endure him , but however I 'd advise your Uncle to be a a little more cautious how he talks before him o' State matters , for he 's shrewdly wrong'd if he be n't Cromwel's Agent for all the Taverns between Kings-street and the Devil at Temple-bar , indeed he 's a kind o' Resident in ' em .

Cut.

Flesh and blood can bear no longer � VVorm , you 'r a stinking , lying , perjur'd , damn'd Villain ; and if I do not bring you , Madam , his Nose and both his Ears , and lay 'em at your feet here before night , may the Pillory and the Pox take mine � till then , suspend your judgment . Exit Cutter .

Luc.

Nay , you 'r both even ; just such an excellent Character did he bestow on you ; Why , thou vile Wretch ,

Go to the Stews , the Gaol , and there make love , Thou 'lt find none there but such as will scorn thee ! VVor.

Why here 's brave work i'faith ! I ha' carri'd it swimmingly , I 'le e'en go steal away and drink a dozen before I venture to think one thought o' the business . Exit .

Luc. Go cursed race , which stick your loathsome crimes Upon the Honorable Cause and Patty ; And to the Noble Loyal Sufferers , A worser suffering add of Hate and Infamy . Go to the Robbers and the Parricides , And fix your Spots upon their Painted Vizards , Not on the Native face of Innocence , 'T is you retard that Industry by which Our Country would recover from this sickness ; Which , whilst it fears th' eruption of such Ulcers , Keeps a Disease tormenting it within , But if kind Heav'n please to restore our Health , When once the great Physician shall return , He quickly will I hope restore our Beauty . Exit .
Act. 2.
Scene 1. Aurelia . I See 't is no small part of policy To keep some little Spies in an Enemies quarters : The Parliament had reason �

I would not for five hundred pounds but ha' corrupted my Cousin Lucia's Maid ; and yet it costs me nothing but Sack-possets , and Wine , and Sugar when her Mistris is a bed , and tawd'ry Ribbonds , or fine Trimm'd Gloves sometimes , and once I think a pair of Counterfeit Rubie Pendants That cost me half a Crown . The poor Wench loves Dy'd Glass like any Indian , for a Diamond Bob I 'd have her Maden-head if I were a Man and she a Maid . If her Mistris did but talk in her sleep sometimes o' my conscience she 'd sit up all night and watch her , onely to tell me in the morning what she said ; 'T is the prettiest diligent Wretch in her Calling , now she has undertaken't .

Her intelligence just now was very good , and May be o' consequence ; That young Truman is Stoln up the back way into my Cousin's Chamber .

These are your grave Maids that study Romances , and will be all Mandanas and Cassandras , and never spit but by the Rules of Honor ; Oh , here she comes , I hope , with fresh intelligence from the Foes Rendevouz .

Scene 2. Aurelia , Iane. Iane.

Ha , ha , ha ! for the love of goodness hold me , or I shall fall down with laughing , ha , ha , ha ! 'T is the best humor � no � I can't tell it you for laughing � ha , ha , ha ! the prettiest sport , ha , ha , ha !

Aur. Why , thou hast not seen him lie with her , hast thou ? The Wench is mad ; prethee what is 't ? Iane.

Why ( hee , hei , ha ! ) My Mistris sits by her Servant in a long Veil that covers her from Top to Toe , and says not one word to him , because of the Oath you know that the old man forc'd his son to take after your Father had forbid him the house , and he talks half an hour , like an Ass as he is , all alone , and looks upon her hand all the while , and kisses it , But that which makes me die with laughing at the conceit ( ha , ha , ha ! ) is , that when he asks her any thing , she goes to the Table , and writes her answer , you never saw such an innocent Puppet-play !

Aur.

Dear Iane ( kiss me , Iane , ) how shall I do to see ' em ?

Ian.

Why , Madam , I 'l go look the key of my Mistris Closet above , that looks into her Chamber , where you may see all , and not be seen .

Aur.

Why that 's as good as the trick o' the Veil ; do , dear Iane , quickly , 't will make us excellent sport at night , and we 'l fuddle our Noses together , shall we , dear Iane ?

Iane.

I , dear Madam ! I 'l go seek out the key . Exit Iane.

Aur.

'T is strange , if this trick o' my Cousins should beget no trick o' mine , That would be pittiful dul doings .

Scene 3. Aurelia , Mr. Puny . Aur.

Here comes another of her Servants ; a young , rich , fantastical Fop , that would be a Wit , and has got a new way of being so ; he scorns to speak any thing that 's common , and finds out some impertinent similitude for every thing , The Devil I think can't find out one for him . This Coxcomb has so little Brains too , as to make me the Confident of his Amours , I 'le thank him for his Confidence ere I ha' done with him .

Pun :

Whofe here ? O Madam ! is your father out of his Metaphorical Grave yet ? you understand my meaning , my dear Confident ? you 'r a Wit !

Aur.

Like what , Mr. Puny ?

Pun.

Why � like � me !

Aur.

That 's right your way , Mr. Puny , it s an odd similitude .

Pun.

But where 's your father little Queen o' Diamonds ? is he extant ? I long like a Woman big with Twins to speak with him !

Aur.

You can't now possibly , There was never any Creature so sick with a disease as he is with Physick , to day , the Doctor and the ' Pothecarie's with him ; and will let no body come in . But , Mr. Puny , I have words o' comfort for you !

Pun.

What , my dear Quenn o' Sheba ! and I have Ophir for thee if thou hast .

Aur.

Why your Rival is forbid our house , and has sworn to his father never to see or hear your Mistris more .

Pun.

I knew that yesterday as well as I knew my Credo , but I 'm the very Jew of Malta if she did not use me since that , worse than I 'de use a rotten Apple .

Aur.

Why that can't be , Brother Wit , why that were uncivilly done of her !

Pun.

O hang her , Queen of Fairies , ( I'm all for Queens to day I think ) she cares much for that ; No , that Assyrian Crocodile Truman is still swimming in her praecordiums , but I 'le so ferret him out , I 'l beat him as a Bloomsbury Whore beats Hemp ; I 'l spoil his Grave Dominical Postures ; I 'l make him sneak , and look like a door off the hinges .

Aur.

That 's hard ! but he deserves it truly , if he strive to Annihilate .

Pun.

Why well said , Sister Wit , now thou speak'st oddly too !

Aur.

Well , without wit or foolery , Mr. Puny , what will you give me , if this night , this very improbable night , I make you Marry my Cousin Lucia ?

Pun.

Thou talk'st like Medusa's head , thou astonishest me .

Aur.

Well , in plain language as befits a Bargain ; there 's Pen and Inck in the next Chamber , give but a Bill under your hand to pay me five hundred pounds in Gold ( upon forfeiture of a thousand if you fail ) within an hour after the business is done , and I 'l be bound Body for Body my Cousin Lucia shall be your Wife this night ; if I deceive you , your Bond will do you no hurt , if , I do not , consider a little before-hand , whether the Work deserves the Reward , and do as you think fit .

Pun.

There shall be no more considering than in a Hasty Pudding ; I 'l write it an' you will , in Short-hand , to dispatch immediately , and presently go put five hundred Mari-golds in a purse for you , Come away like an Arrow out of a Scythian Bow.

Aur.

I 'l do your business for you , I 'l warrant you ; Allons Mon-Cher . Exeunt .

Scene 4. Cutter , Worm . Cut.

Now I ha' thee at the place , where thou affronted'st me , here will I cut thy throat .

Wor.

You 'l be hang'd first .

Cut.

No by this light .

Wor.

You 'l be hang'd after then .

Cut.

Not so neither ; for I 'l hew thee into so many morsels , that the Crowner shall not be able to give his Verdict whether 't was the Body of a Man or of a Beast , as thou art . Thou shalt be mince-meat , Worm , within this hour .

Wor.

He was a Coward once , nor have I ever heard one syllable since of his Reformation , he shall not daunt me .

Cut.

Come on ; I 'l send thee presently to Erebus Draws . without either Bail or Main-prize .

Wor.

Have at you , Cutter , an' thou hadst as many lives as are in Plutarch , I 'd make an end of e'm all .

Cut.

Come on , Miscreant .

Wor.

Do , do ! strike an' thou dar'st .

Cut.

Coward , I 'l give thee the advantage of the first push , Coward .

Wor.

I scorn to take any thing o' thee , Jew .

Cut.

If thou dar'st not strike first , thou submitt'ft , and I give thee thy life .

Wor.

Remember , Cutter , you were treacherous first to me , and therefore must begin . Come , pox upon 't , this quarrel will cost us quarts o' Wine a piece before the Treaty o' Peace be ended .

Cut.

Here 's company coming in ; I 'l hear o' no Treaties , Worm , we 'l fight it out .

Scene 5. Aurelia , Puny , Cutter , VVorm . Aur.

Five hundred neat Gentlemen-like twenty-shilling Reading . pieces , though never wash'd nor barb'd � A curse upon him , cann't he write a Bond without these sotteries ?

Pun.

Why how now Panims ? fighting like two Sea-fish in the Map ? Why how now my little Gallimaufry , my Oleopodrido of Arts and Arms ; Hold the feirce Gudgings !

Aur.

' Ods my life , Puny , let 's go in again ; that 's the onely way to part ' em .

Pun.

Do , do ! kill one another and be hang'd like Ropes of Onyons .

Cut.

At your command ? no , Puny ! I 'le be forc'd by no man ; put up , VVorm ; we 'l fight for no man's pleasure but our own .

VVor.

Agreed ! I won't make sport with murdering any man , an' he were a Turk .

Pun.

Why now ye speak like the Pacifique Sea ; we 'l to the King's Poleanon , and drink all into Pylados again ; we 'l drink up a whole Vessel there to Redintegration , and that so big , that the Tun of Heidelberg shall seem but a Barel of Pickled Oisters to 't ; mean time , thou pretty little Smith o' my good fortune , beat hard upon the Anvil of your Plot , I 'l go and provide the Spankers . Exit Puny .

Cut.

Your Cousin , Mrs. Aurelia , has abus'd us most irreverently .

Aur.

Why what 's the matter ?

Cut.

Your father recommended us two as Suters to her .

Aur.

And she 'd ha' none of you ? What a foolish Girl 't is , to stand in her own light so ?

VVor.

Nay , that 's not all , but she us'd us worse than if we 'd been the veriest Rogues upon the face of the whole Earth .

Aur.

That 's a little thought too much , but 't was safer erring o' that hand .

Cut.

I , we 'r like to get much , I see , by complaining to you .

Enter Iane. Ian.

Ha , ha , ha ! Here 's the key o' the Closet , go up softly , Madam , ha , ha , ha ! and make no noise , dear Madam , I must be gone .

Exit . Aur.

Why does this little Foppitee laugh always ? 't is such a Ninny that she betrays her Mistris , and thinks she does no hurt at all , no , not she ; well , wretched Lovers , come along with me now , ( but softly upon your lives , as you would steal to a Mistris through her Mothers Chamber ) and I 'l shew you this severe Penelope , lockt up alone in a Chamber vvith your Rival .

Cut.

As softly as Snovv falls .

VVor.

Or Vapors rise .

Aur.

What are you Punish too vvith your Similitudes ? Mum � not a vvord � pull off your shoes at bottom of the stairs , and follovv me .

Scene 6. Enter Truman junior . And presently Aurelia , Cutter , and Worm appear at a little Window . Trum. Why should her cruel Uncle seek t' oppose A Love in all respects so good and equal ? He has some vvicked end in 't , and deserves To be deceiv'd ! Cut. Deceiv'd ? pray mark that Madam . Trum. She is gone in to see if things be ripe yet To make our last attempt upon her Uncle ; If our Plot fail � Aur. A Plot 'ifaith , and I shall Counter-plot ye . Trum. In spight of our vvorst Enemies , our kindred , And a rash Oath that 's cancell'd in the making , We vvill pursue our Loves to the last point , And buy that Paradise though 't be vvith Martyrdom !
Scene 7. Enter Lucia . She goes to the Table and VVrites whilst he Speaks , and gives him the Paper . Trum. She 's come , me-thinks I see her through her Veil ; She 's naked in my heart vvith all her Beauties . Wor.

Thou hast a Bawdy heart I 'le warrant thee .

Cut.

Hold your peace , Coxcomb .

Trum. That has , I think , taken an Oath Quite contrary to mine , never to see Any thing else !

He 's extreme sick , and thinks he shall die , Reads a paper given him by Lucia . the Doctor and ' Pothecary have acted very well ; I 'le be with him presently , go into my little Oratory , and pray for the A cry within , Mrs. Aurelia . success � I 'l pray with as much zeal as any sinner , converted just upon the point of death , prays his short time out . Exeunt Truman & Lucia .

Aur.

What can this mean ? and They cry within . the cry within there ? pray let 's go down and see what 's the matter .

Enter Will and Ralph crying . Will.

Ah , Lord ! my poor Master ! Mrs. Aurelia , Mrs. Aurelia .

Aur.

Here , what 's the business ?

Ralph .

Oh Lord ! the saddest accident .

Aur.

For the love of Heaven speak quickly .

VVill.

I cannot speak for weeping ; my poor Master's poison'd .

Aur.

Poison'd ? how prethee , and by whom ?

Will.

Why by the strangest Accident , Mistris .

The Doctor prescrib'd one what dee' call it with a hard name , and that careless Rogue the 'Pothecaries man ( mistaking one Glass for another that stood by it ) put in another what dee' call it , that is a mortal poison .

Aur.

Oh then 't is plain , this was the Plot they talk'd of ; ye heard , Gentlemen , what they said ; pray follow me and bear witness . Exit Aurelia .

Cut.

Undoubtedly they had a hand in 't ; we shall be brought to swear against them , Worm .

VVorm .

I 'l swear what I heard , and what I heard not but I 'l hang ' em . I see I shall be revenged o' that proud Tit ; but it grieves me for the Colonel .

Scene 8. Colonel Jolly ( brought in a Chair ) Aurelia , Cutter , Worm , Will , Ralph , other Servants . Ioll.

Oh! I ha' vomited out all my guts , and all my entrails �

Aur.

Oh my dear Father !

Ioll.

I 'm going , daughter � ha' ye sent the pocky Doctor and the plaguy ' Pothecary to a Justice o' Peace to be examin'd ?

Will.

Yes , Sir , your Worship's Steward and the Constable are gone with 'em ; does your Worship think they did it out o' malice , and not by a mistake ? if I had thought they did , I 'd a hang'd 'em presently , that you might ha' seen it done before you dy'd .

Ioll.

Huh , huh , huh ! I think that Rogue the Doctor did it , because I beat him t'other day in our drinking ! huh , huh , huh !

Aur.

No , Sir , ( O my dear father ) no , Sir , you little think who were the Contrivers of your murder , e'en my Cousin Luce and her Gallant � Oh Lord � 't is discover'd by a miraculous providence � they 'r both together in her Chamber now , and there we overheard 'em as it pleas'd � these two Gentlemen heard 'em as well as I �

Ioll.

Can they be such Monsters ? Oh! I 'm as hot as Lucifer � Oh � Oh � ! what did you hear e'm say ? � Oh my stomach !

Cut.

Why that they had a Plot �

Aur.

And that the Doctor and ' Pothecary had done it very well .

VVor.

I and your Niece ask'd if he thought the Poison were strong enough .

Aur.

There never was such an Impudence !

VVill.

How murder will out ! I always thought , fellow Ralph , your Mistris Lucia was naught with that young smooth-fac'd Varlet ; do you remember , Ralph , what I told you in the Butteries once ?

Aur.

Here she comes ! O Impudence ! Enter Lucia .

Ioll.

Oh! Oh! Oh! � go all aside a little , and let me speak with her alone . Come hither , Niece � Oh! Oh � ! you see by what accident 'thas pleas'd � huh � huh � huh � to take away your loving Uncle , Niece ! huh : �

Luc.

I see 't , Sir , with that grief which your misfortune and mine in the loss of you does require .

Cut.

There 's a devil for you ; but , Captain , Joll. and Luc : talk together . did you hear her speak o' poison , and whether it were strong enough ?

VVor.

No , but I love to strike home when , I do a business , I 'm for through-stich ; I 'm through pac'd , what a pox should a man stand mincing ?

Luc. I hope , Sir , and have faith , that you 'l recover ! But , Sir , because the danger 's too apparent ,

And who ( alas ) knows how ` Heaven may dispose of you ? before it grow too late ( after your blessing ) I humbly beg one Boon upon my knees .

Ioll.

What is 't ( rise up Niece ) Oh � I can deny you nothing at this time sure !

Luc. It is ( I wo' not rise , Sir , till you grant it ) That since the love 'twixt Truman and my self Has been so sixt , and like our fortunes equal , Ye would be pleas'd to sign before your death , The confirmation of that Love , our Contract , And when your Soul shall meet above , my fathers , As soon as he has bid you welcome thither , He 'l thank you for this goodness to his daughter ; I do conjure you , Sir , by his memory ! By all your hopes of happiness hereafter !

In a better world ! and all your dearest wishes of happiness for those whom ye love most , and leave behind you here !

Ioll.

You ha' deserv'd so well o' me Niece , that 't is impossible to deny you any thing ; where 's gentle Mr. Truman ?

Luc. In the next room , Sir , waiting on your will As on the Sentence of his life and death too . Ioll.

Oh � I 'm very sick � pray bring him in .

Luc. A thousand Angels guard your life , Sir ! Or if you die , carry you up to heaven . Exit . Wor.

Was there ever such a young dissembling Witch ?

Cut. Here 's Woman in perfection ! The Devil 's in their tails and in their tongues ! Their possest both ways ! Ioll.

Will � Ralph , is Ieremy there too ? be ready when I speak to you .

Enter Truman , Lucia , ( veil'd . ) Trum.

Our prayers are heard , 't is as we wish'd , dear Lucia , Oh this blest hour !

Ioll.

Take him and carry him up to the Green Chamber � Oh my belly � lock him in sure there , till you see what becomes of me ; if I do die , he and his Mistris shall have but an ill Match of it at Tyburn . Oh my Guts � lock up Luce too in her Chamber .

Trum.

What do ye mean , Gentlemen ? are ye mad ?

Will.

We mean to lock you up safe , Sir , for a great Jewel as you are !

Luc.

Pray hear me all .

Ioll.

Away with ' em . Exit all the Servants , with Truman and Lucia several ways .

Aur.

How do you , Sir ? I hope you may o're-come it , your Natures strong , Sir.

Ioll.

No , 't is impossible ; and yet I find a little ease , but 't is but a flash � Aurelia � Oh there it wrings me again � fetch me the Cordial-glass in the Cabinet window , and the little Prayer-book ; I would fain repent , but it comes so hardly � I am very unfit to die , if it would please Heaven � so , set down the Glass � there � give me �

Aur.

The Prayer-book , Sir , 's all mouldy , I must wipe it first .

Ioll.

Lay it down too � so � it begins t' asswage a little � there lay down the Book ; 't will but trouble my Brains now I 'm a dying .

Enter Will. Will.

Here 's the Widow , Sir , without , and Mrs. Tabitha her daughter , they have heard o' your misfortune , and ha' brought Mr. Knock-down to comfort you .

Ioll.

How ? everlasting Knock-down ! will they trouble a Man thus when he 's a dying ? Sirrah ! Blockhead ! let in Ioseph Knock-down , and I 'l send thee to Heaven afore me ; I have but an hour or two to live perhaps , and that 's not enough for him I 'm sure to preach in !

Will.

Shall Mrs. Barebottle come in , Sir ?

Ioll.

That 's a She Knock-down too ; well , let her come in � huh ! huh ! huh ! I must bear all things patiently now ; but Sirrah , Rogue ! take heed o' Ioseph Knock-down , thou shalt not live with ears if Ioseph Knock-down enter .

Enter Widow , Tabitha . VVid.

How de' you Neighbour Colonel ? how is 't ? take comfort .

Ioll.

Cut off in the flower o' my age , Widow .

VVid.

Why , Man's life is but a Flower , Mr. Iolly , and the Flower withers , and Man withers , as Mr. Knock-down observed last Sabbath-day at Evening Exercise ; But , Neighbour , you 'r past the Flower , you 'r grown old as well as I �

Ioll.

I' the very flower ; that damn'd Quack-salver �

Tabith. Me-thoughts he was the ugliest fellow , Mother , And they say he 's a Papish too , forsooth . Wid.

I never liked a Doctor with a Red Nose ; my Husband was wont to say � how do you , Mrs. Aurelia ? comfort your self , we must all die sooner or later ; to day here , to morrow gone .

Ioll.

Oh the torture of such a tongue ! would I were dead already , and this my Funeral Sermon .

Wid.

Alas poor man ! his tongue I warrant yee is hot as passes ; you have a better memory than I , Tabitha , tell him what Mr. Knock-down said was a Saints duty in tormenting sicknesses , now Poison 's a great tormentor .

Ioll.

Oh! Oh! � this additional Poison will certainly make an end of me !

Wid.

Why seek for spiritual Incomes , Mr. Colonel ; I 'l tell you what my Husband Barebottle was wont to observe ( and he was a Colonel too ) he never sought for Incomes but he had some Blessing followed immediately ; once he sought forem in Hartfordshire , and the next day he took as many Horses and Arms in the Country as serv'd to raise three Troops ; another time he sought for 'em in Bucklersbury , and three days after a friend of his , that he owed five hundred pounds too , was hang'd for a Malignant , and the Debt forgiven him by the Parliament ; a third time he sought for 'em in Hartfordshire �

Tabith.

No , Mother , 't was in VVorcester-shire , forsooth .

VVid.

I , Child , it was indeed in VVorcester-shire ; and within two months after the Dean of VVorcester's Estate fell to him .

Ioll.

He sought for 'em once out o' my Estate too , I thank him ; Oh my head !

VVid.

Why truly , Neighbour Colonel , he had that but for his Penny , and would have had but a hard Bargain of it , if he had not by a friends means of the Councel hook'd in two thousand pounds of his Arrears .

Cut.

For shame let 's relieve him ; Colonel , you said you had a mind to settle some affairs of your Estate with me , and Captain Worm here .

Wid.

I 'l leave you then for a while , pray send for me , Neighbor , when you have a mind to 't Heaven strengthen you ; come , Tabitha .

Ioll.

Aurelia , go out with them , and leave us three together for half an hour . Exit Wid. Tab. Aur. Stay you , Will , and reach me the Cordial ; I begin to hope that my extreme violent fit of Vomiting and Purging has wrought out all the Poison , and sav'd my life � my Pain 's almost quite gone , but I 'm so sore and faint � give me the Glass .

Wor.

What d' you mean , Colonel ? you will not doat , I hope , now you 'r dying ? drink I know not what there , made by a Doctor and a ' Pothecary ? Drink a cup o' Sack , Man ; healing Sack ; you 'l find your old Antidote best .

Cut.

H 'as reason , Colonel , it agrees best with your nature ; 't is good to recover your strength � as for the danger , that 's past , I 'm confident , already .

Iol.

Dost thou think so , honest Cutter ? fetch him a Bottle o' Sack , Will , for that news ; I 'le drink a little my self , one little Beer-glass .

Cut.

Poor creature ! he would try all ways to live !

Ioll.

Why if I do die , Cutter , a Glass o' Sack will do me no hurt I hope ; I do not intend to die the Whining way , like a Girl that 's afraid to lead Apes in Hell � So , Enter Will , with a Bottle & great Glass give it me ; a little fuller , � yet � it warms exceedingly � and is very Cordial � So , � fill to the Gentlemen .

Wor. Let 's drink , let 's drink , whilst breath we have ; Sings . You 'l find but cold , but cold drinking in the Grave . Cut. A Catch ' ifaith ! Boy , go down , Boy , go down , And fill us t'other quart , That we may drink the Colonel's health Wor. That we may drink the Colonel's health Both. Before that we do part . Wor. Why dost thou frown , thou arrant Clown ? Hey boyes � Tope � Ioll.

Why this is very cheerly ! pray let 's ha' the Catch that we made t' other night against the Doctor .

Wor. Away with 't , Cutter ; hum � Come fill us the Glass o' Sack. Cut. What Health do we lack ? VVor. Confusion to the Quack . Both. Confound him , Confound him , Diseases all around him . Cut. And fill again the Sack , Wor. That no man may Lack , Cut. Confusion to the Quack , Both. Confusion to the Quack , Confound him , Confound him , Diseases all Around him . Wor. He 's a kind of Grave-maker , Cut. A Urinal Shaker , VVor. A wretched Groat-taker , Cut. A stinking close-Stool raker , VVor. He 's a Quack that 's worse than a Quaker . Both. He 's a Quack , &c. VVor. Hey , Boys � Gingo � Ioll. Give me the Glass , VVill.

I le venture once more what e're come on 't , here 's a Health to the Royal Travailer , and so Finis Coronat .

VVor. Come on Boys , Vivat ; have at you agen then . Now a Pox on the Poll , of old Politique Noll . Both. Wee 'l drink till we bring , In Triumph back the King. VVor. May he Live till he see , Old Noll upon a Tree . VVor. And many such as he . Both. May he Live till , &c. Ioll. I 'me very Sick again ; VVill.

help me into my Bed ; rest you merry , Gentlemen .

Cut.

Nay , we 'l go in with him , Captain , he shall not die this bout .

Wor.

It 's pity but he should , he dos't so bravely ; come along then , kiss me , Cutter ; is not this better than quarrelling ?

Both. May he live till he see , &c. Hey for Fidlers now ! Exeunt .
Act 3.
Scene 1. Iolly , Aurelia . Ioll.

'T Is true , Aurelia , the Story they all agree in ; 't was nothing but a simple Plot o' the two Lovers to put me in fear o' death , in hope to work then upon my good Nature , or my Conscience , and Quack conspired with them out o' revenge ; 'T was a cursed Rogue though to give me such an unmerciful Dose of Scammony ! It might ha' prov'd but an ill jest ; but however , I will not be a loser by the business , ere I ha' done with 't .

Aur.

Me-thinks there might be something extracted out of it .

Ioll.

Why so there shall ; I 'le pretend , Aurelia , to be still desperately sick , and that I was really poison'd , no man will blame me after that , for whatsoever I do with my Niece . But that 's not all , I will be mightily troubled in Conscience , send for the Widow , and be converted by her , that will win her heart , joyn'd with the hopes of my swallowing Lucia's portion .

Aur.

For that point I 'l assist you , Sir , Assure her that my Cousin Lucia is married privately this after-noon to Mr. Puny .

Ioll.

I would she were , Wench , ( for thine and my sake ) her Portion would be forfeited then indeed , and she would ha' no great need of 't , for that Fop's very rich .

Aur.

Well , Sir , I 'l bring sufficient proofs of that , to satisfie the Widow , and that 's all you require ; be pleas'd to let the secret of the business rest with me yet a while , to morrow you shall know 't . But for my own part , Sir , if I were in your place , I 'd rather patiently lose my Estate for ever , than take 't again with her .

Ioll.

Oh! hold your self contented , good frank-hearted Aurelia ; would I were to marry such a one every week these two years : see how we differ now ?

Aur.

Bless us ! what humming and hawing will be i' this house ! what preaching , and houling , and fasting , and eating among the Saints ! Their first pious work will be to banish Fletcher and Ben Iohnson out o' the Parlour , and bring in their rooms Martin Mar-Prelate , and Posies of Holy Hony-suckles , and a Sawf-box for a Wounded Conscience , and a Bundle of Grapes from Canaan . I cann't abide 'em ; but I 'l break my sister Tabitha's heart within a month one way or other . But , Sir , suppose the King should come in again , ( as I hope he will for all these Villains ) and you have your own again o' course , you 'd be very proud of a Soap-boylers Widow then in Hide-park , Sir.

Ioll.

Oh! then the Bishops will come in too , and she 'l away to New-England ; well , this does not do my business ; I 'l about it , and send for her . Exit .

Enter Ralph . Aur.

And I 'l about mine ; Ralph , did you speak to Mr. Puny to meet me an hour hence at the back-dore in the Garden ? he must not know the estate the house is in yet .

Ralph .

Yes , forsooth , he bad me tell you , he 'd no more fail you than the Sun fails Barnaby-day , I know not what he means by 't , but he charg'd me to tell you so , and he would bring ( forsooth ) his Regiment of five hundred . He 's a mad man , I think .

Aurel.

Well , did you speak to Mr. Soaker to stay within too , the little Deacon that uses to drink with Will and you ?

Ral.

Yes , forsooth , he 's in the Buttery .

Aur.

Pray Heaven he don't forget my Instructions there ! But first I have a little trick for my Lovers to begin withall , they shall ha' twenty more before I ha' done with ' em . Exit :

Scene 2. Enter Truman junior . Trum.

The Veil of this mistake will soon be cast away , I would I could remove Lucia's as easily , and see her face again , as fair , as shortly our Innocence will appear .

But if my angry father come to know our late Intelligence in this unlucky business , though we ha' fulfill'd the Letter of his Will , that which can satisfie a Lover's Conscience , will hardly do so to an old man's Passion ; Ye Heavenly Powers , or take away my life , or give me quickly that for which I onely am content to keep it .

Scene 3. Enter Aurelia , ( veil'd . ) Ha! I did but speak just now of Heavenly powers , And my blest Angel enters , sure they have Heard me , and promise what I prayed for . My dear Lucia , I thought you 'd been a kind of prisoner too . She gives him a Paper and embraces him . She 's kinder too than she was wont to be ; My prayers are heard and granted , I 'm confirm'd in 't .

By my Maid's means I have gotten Keys both of my Reads . own Chamber and yours ; we may escape if you please ; but that I fear would ruine you ; We lie both now in the same house , a good fortune that is not like to continue ; since I have the engagement of your faith , I account my self your Wife already , and shall put my honor into your hands ; about Midnight I shall steal to you ; If I were to speak this I should blush , but I know whom I trust .

Yours , Lucia . Trum. Thou dost not know me , Lucia , aside . And hast forgot thy self : I am amaz'd . Stay , here 's a Postscript . ( Burn this Paper as soon as you have read it . ) Burn it ? yes , would I had don 't before , Burns it at the Candle . May all remembrance of thee perish with thee , Unhappy paper ! Thy very ashes sure will not be innocent , But flie about and hurt some chast man's eyes , As they do mine . weeps . Oh , Lucia , this I thought of all misfortunes Would never have befaln me , to see thee Forget the ways of Virtue and of Honor. I little thought to see upon our love , That flourish'd with so sweet and fresh a Beauty , The slimy traces of that Serpent , Lust. What Devil has poison'd her ? I know not what to say to her . Go , Lucia , retire , prethee , to thy Chamber , And call thy wandring Virtue home again , It is not yet far gone , but call it quickly , 'T is in a dangerous way ; I will forget thy error , And spend this night in prayers that Heaven may do so . Exit Aur. Would she have had me been mine own Adulterer ? Before my Marriage ? � Oh lust � Oh frailty � Where in all human nature shall we miss The ulcerous fermentations of thy heat , When thus ( alas ) we find thee breaking out Upon the comli'st Visage of perfection ? Exit .
Scene 4. Aurelia . Aur.

Pray Heaven , I ha'nt made my foolish Wit stay for me ; if he talk with others of the house before me , I 'm undone . Stay , have I my Paper ready ? Oh! that 's Pulls out a Paeper . well ! my Hand I 'm sure 's as like hers as the Left is to the Right , we were taught by the same Master , pure Italian , there 's her A's and her G's I 'l swear � Oh! are you come ? that 's well .

Scene 5. Enter Puny .

'T is almost four o' clock and that 's the precious hour .

Pun.

My little Heliogabalus , here I am , Praesto !

Aur.

You 'r always calling me names , Mr. Puny , that 's unkindly done to one that 's labouring for you , as I am .

Pun.

I ha' made more haste hither than a Parson does to a Living o' three hundred and fifty pounds a year .

Aur.

Puny , you 'r not a man o' business I see , that 's not the style o' business ; Well , I ha' done , I think , the work for you , 't is as odd a Plot as ever you heard .

Pun.

I like it better , I love odd things .

Aur.

Why thus then , you know Mr. Truman took an Oath to his father never to see my Cousin more without his leave .

Pun.

Pish , do I know that a Lawyer loves to take mony in Michaelmas Term ?

Aur.

A pies upon you : well , my father has made Lucy swear too never to see Truman without his consent .

Pun.

Good , there will be a good Bo-peep love .

Aur.

For all this , thy'r resolv'd to marry this after-noon , ( nay don't interrupt me with your Fopperies , or I 'l be gon ) and to save their Oathes ( like cunning Caluists , as all Lovers are ) they 'l be married in a dark room ( do you mark me ? ) the Minister , Mr. Soaker , is to marry them without Book ; and because thei 'r bound not to speak to one another ( for that I forgat to tell you ) they 'r to signifie their consent , when he asks 'em , Will you such a one � by reverences , and giving their hands ; you never heard of such a humor , but their both mad �

Pun.

Ha! ha ! ha ! Rare , as Fantastical as a Whirl-gig � but how come you to know all this , my little pretty Witch of Lancashire ?

Aur.

Why that I 'me coming to ; her Maid you must know is my Pensioner , and betrays all Counsels ; And to confirm all this to you , here 's her last Letter to Truman about the business , which my Intelligencer ha's Deliver'd to me instead of him , you know her hand , Read it all over to your self .

Pun.

I le swear by her Foot , this is her Hand , � hum � my Uncles sick , and no Body will be at this [ Reads . ] side o' the House , � the matted Chamber � hum � In at the Back door which shall be left only put to � ( ha , ha , ha ! ) Mr. Soaker with you � just at four � you must not stay long with me � ( ha , ha , ha ! ) when 't is done and past recovery they 'l release us of our Oaths � hum � I shall not fail � yours L. ( ha , ha , ha . )

Aur.

Now he knows nothing o' the time , for that he should ha' known by this Letter ; and you conceive my design , I hope ? you 'r not a Wit for nothing .

Pun.

My dear Pythagorean , that I should go in and Marry her instead of him ?

Aur.

Right ! thou 'st a shrewd reach .

Pun.

But where 's old Soaker all this while ?

Aur.

Why , I ha' told all this to him , only naming you in all things instead of Truman ; and that 't was my Contrivance all for my Cosens and your Sake ; he 's within at a Call , I le send for him ; whose there ? Mary ? call hither Mr. Soaker ; I ha' given him five Pounds , and for so much more he 'l Marry you to another to morrow , if you will.

Pun.

I adore thee Queen Solomon ; I had rather be Marri'd by such a Plot as this , than be Nephew to Prester Iohn � I le mak 't a thousand Spankers .

Enter Mr. Soaker . Aur.

Oh come 't is time Mr. Soaker ; as soon as you ha' done leave the Marri'd couple together , I le lock this Door upon you , go out at the to'ther , where shee 'l come in to you .

Pun.

'T is as dark as the Devil's conscience ; but the best is , the Parson ha's a good Fieri Facies , like a Holiday , that will give some Light.

Aur.

No! there 's Light enough to keep you from Stumbling within . Oh! I forgot to tell you , break a piece of Gold , and give her half , for a proof of the � do you understand me ?

Pun.

'T is well thought on ; but Domine Doctoribus , can you say the Service without Book are you sure ?

Soaker .

I warrant you Sir ; can you Lye with her without Book afterwards ?

Pun.

Hee 's a Wit too by Iuno ; all are Wits that have a finger in this Venison pasty .

Aur.

Shee 'l come , immediately , go in ; do not stay above half an hour , Mr. Puny , my Cozen will be mist else , and all spoil'd .

Pun.

I le warrant you , let 's in ; dear Learning lead the way . They go in , and Aurelia locks the Door o' the out-side .

Aur.

So , all 's sure this way ; I le be with you straight .

Exit .
Scene 6. Enter Jolly , Cutter . Ioll.

So , now the Widdow 's gone , I may breathe a little ; I believe really that true Devotion is a great Pleasure , but 't is a damn'd constraint and drudgery me-thinks , this Dissimulation of it . I wonder how the new Saints can endure it , to be always at the work , Day and Night Acting ; But great Gain makes every thing seem easie ; And they have , I suppose , good Lusty Recreations in private . She 's gone , the Little Holy thing , as proud as Lucifer , with the Imagination of having been the Chosen Instrument of my Conversion from Popery , Prelacy , and Cavalerism , she 's gone to bragg of 't to Ioseph Knock-down , and bring him to Confirm me . But Cutter , thine was the best Humor that ever was begot in a Rogues Noddle , to be Converted in an instant , the Inspiration way , by my example ! It may hap to get thee Tabitha .

Cut.

Nay , and I hit just pat upon her way , for though the Mother be a kind of Brownist , ( I know not what the Devil she is indeed ) yet Tabitha is o' the Fifth Monarchy Faith , and was wont to go every Sunday a-foot over the Bridge to hear Mr. Feak , when he was Prisoner in Lambeth house , she has had a Vision too her self of Horns , and strange things .

Ioll.

Pish ! Cutter , for the way that 's not material , so there be but enough of Nonsense and Hypocrisie ; But Cutter , you must reform your Habit too , a little ; Off with that Sword and Buff and greasie Plume o' Ribbons in your Hat. They 'l be back here presently , do 't quickly .

Cut.

I le be chang'd in an instant , like a Scene , and then I le fetch 'em to you . Exit .

Scene 7. Enter Truman Senior . Sen. Trum.

I , there goes one of his Swaggerers ; I could ha' Swagger'd with him once � Oh! Colonel , you 'r finely Poison'd , are you not ? would I had the Poisoning o' you � where 's my Son Dick ? what ha' you done with him ?

Ioll.

Mr. Truman . �

Trum.

True me no more than I true you � come � Colonel you 'r but a Swaggering � I le ha' the Law to Swagger with you , that I will.

Ioll.

First leave your Raging ; though you should rage like Tamerlain at the Bull , 't would do no good here .

Trum.

Do you call me names too ? I le have an Action o' Scandalum . Well Colonel , since you provoke me , the Protector shall know what you are , and what you would have had me done for the King in the time of the last rising .

Ioll.

Mr. Truman , I took you for a Person of Honour , and a Friend to his Majesty ; I little thought to hear you speak of betraying a Gentleman to the Protector .

Trum. s.

Betraying ? no Sir , I scorn it as much as you , but I le let him know what you are , and so forth , an' you keep my Son from me .

Ioll.

Mr. Truman , if you 'l but hear me patiently , I shall propose a thing that will , I hope , be good and acceptable both to your Son and you .

Trum.

Say you so Sir ? well ; but I wo'nt be call'd Tamerlain .

Ioll.

My Niece , not only by her wicked design to Poison me , but by Marrying her self without my consent this day to Puny , has ( as you know very well , for you were a witness Sir to my Brother's will ) lost all the right she had to a plentifull Portion . Aurelia shall have that and my Estate , ( which now within few days I shall recover ) after my Death ; she 's not I think Unhandsome , and all that know her will confess she wants no Wit ; with these Qualities , and this Fortune , if your Son like her , ( for though h 'as injur'd me , Sir , I forget that , and attribute it only to the Enchantments of my Niece ) I do so well approve both of his Birth and Parts , and of that Fortune , which you I think will please to make him , that I should be extremely glad of the Alliance .

Trum. s.

Good Colonel , you were always a kind Neighbour and loving Friend to our Family , and so were we to you , and had respects for you ; you know I would have had Dick marry your Niece , till you declar'd he should ha' no Portion with her .

Ioll.

For that I had a particular reason , Sir ; your Son 's above in my House , shall I call him , Sir , that we may know his mind ? I would not have him forc'd .

Trum. s.

Pray send for him good Colonel ; forc'd ? no , I le make him do 't , I le warrant you . Boys must not be their own choosers , Colonel , they must not 'ifaith , they have their Sympathies and Fiddle-come-saddles in their Brain , and know not what they would ha' themselves .

Scene 8. Enter Lucia . Ioll.

Why how now Lucia ? how come you from your Chamber ?

Luc.

I hope you did not mean me a Prisoner , Sir , since now you 'r satisfy'd sufficiently that you 'r not Poison'd ?

Ioll.

I am not Dead , that 's true . But I may thank Heaven , and a strong Constitution for 't ; you did your weak endeavours ; however , for the honour of our Family , and for your Father's sake , I le speak no more o' that , but I could wish , for the security of my Life hereafter , that you would go home to your Husband , for they say you 'r marri'd Niece this day without my knowledge � Nay , � I 'm content , � go home to him when you please , you shall ha' your thousand Pounds .

Trum. s.

Heark you , Colonel , she should not have a groat of e'em , not a groat ; she can't recover 't by Law , I know the Will.

Luc.

I marry'd Sir ? 't is the first news I 've heard of 't .

Scene 9. Enter Trum. Jun. Lucia goes to put on her Veil . Ioll.

Nay , leave your pretty Jesuitical Love-tricks to salve an Oath ; Mr. Truman , you may let your Son see her now .

Trum. s.

I Dick you may see her as much as you please ; she 's marri'd .

Trum. j.

Marri'd ?

Trum. s.

I marri'd , so I say , Marri'd this after-noon to Mr. Puny .

Luc.

What do they mean ?

Trum. s.

And Dick I ha' got a Wife too for you , you shall ha' pretty Mrs. Aurelia .

Trum. j.

Lucia marri'd ?

Trum. s.

Her Father and I are agreed of all things ; Heark you Dick , she has a brave Fortune now .

Trum. j.

Marri'd to Puny ?

Trum. s.

You shall have her presently .

Trum. j.

This after-noon ?

Trum. s.

Come Dick ; there 's a Wife for you Dick.

Trum. j.

I wo'nt marry , Sir.

Trum. s.

What do you say Sir ?

Trum. j.

I wo' not marry Sir.

Trum. s.

Get you out o' my sight you Rebel .

Ioll.

Nay , good Mr. Truman .

Trum. s.

I le ne're acknowledge him for my Son again ; I tell you Colonel , he 's always thus with his wo'nots and his Cannots .

Scene 10. Enter Puny . Pun.

We ha' made short work on 't ; t' was a brave quick Parsonides ; The little Skittish Philly got away from me I know not how , like an Eele out of a Basket.

Ioll.

Give him a little time Mr. Truman , he 's troubl'd yet at my Nieces marriage , t' will over quickly .

Tru. s.

Give my Son time , Mr. Iolly ? marry come up �

Scene 11. Enter Aurelia , ( after Puny . ) Aur.

What ha' you done already ? you 'r a sweet Husband indeed .

Pun.

Oh! my little Pimp of honour ! here , here 's the five hundred Marigolds ; hold thy hand Dido � yonder 's my VVife , by Satan ; how a Devil did that little Mephistophilus get hither before me ?

Aur.

To her Puny ; never conceal the mystery any longer , 't is too good a Jest to be kept close .

Trum. s.

For your sake I will then , Colonel ; Come prethee , Dick , be cheerfull . �

Trum. j.

I beseech you , � Sir �

Trum. s.

Look you there Colonel , now he should do what I would have him , now hee 's a beseeching � 't is the proudest stubborn'st Coxcomb �

Pun.

And now my noble Uncle � nay , never to Iolly . be angry at a Marriage i' the way of wit � My fair Egyptian Queen , come to thine Antony .

Luc.

What would this rude fellow have ?

Trum. j.

I am drown'd in wonder !

Pun.

'T was I , my dear Philoclea , that marri'd thee e'en row in the dark room , like an amorous Cat ; you may remember the Damask Bed by a better Token of Two than a bow'd Philip and Mary .

Luc. I call Heaven to witness , Which will protect and justifie the Innocent , I understand not the least word he utters , But as I took him always for a Fool , I now do for a Mad-man . Aur.

She 's angry yet to have mistook her Man. 'T is true , Sir , all that Mr. Puny says , I mean for to Iolly the Marriage , for the rest , she 's best able to answer for her self .

Luc.

True , Cousin , then I see 't is some conspiracy t' ensnare my Honor and my Innocence .

Aur.

The Parson , Mr. Soaker , that married 'em is still within .

Will.

He 's i' th' Buttery , shall I call him , Sir ?

Ioll.

I , quickly .

Trum. j.

'T is the sight of me , no doubt , confounds her with a shame to confess any thing ; It seems that sudden fit of raging lust , that brought her to my Chamber , could not rest till it was satisfi'd , it seems I know not what .

Enter Mr. Soaker . Ioll.

Mr. Soaker , did you marry my Niece this after-noon to Mr. Puny in the Matted Chamber ?

Soak .

Yes , Sir , I hope your Worship wo'nt be angry , Marriage , your Worship knows , is honorable .

Luc.

Hast thou no conscience neither ?

Scene 12. Enter Widow , Tabitha , Cutter in a Puritanical habit . Ioll.

Niece , go in a little , I 'l come t' you presently and examine this matter further ; Mr. Puny , lead in your wife for shame .

Luc. Villain , come not near me , I 'l sooner touch a Scorpion or a Viper . Exit . Pun.

She 's as humerous as a Bel-rope ; she need not be so cholerique , I 'm sure I behav'd my self like Propria quae maribus .

Aur.

Come in with me , Mr. Puny , I 'l teach you how you shall handle her . Exeunt Aur. Pun.

Ioll.

Mr. Truman , pray take your son home , and see how you can work upon him there ; speak fairly to him .

Trum. s.

Speak fairly to my son ? I 'l see him buried first .

Ioll.

I mean perswade him �

Trum. s.

Oh! that 's another matter ; I will perswade him , Colonel , but if ever I speak fair to him till he mends his manners � Come along with me , Jack-sawce , come home . Exeunt Trum. sen. Trum. jun.

Trum. j.

I Sir , any whither .

Wid.

What 's the matter , brother Colonel , are there any broils here ?

Ioll.

Why , Sister , my Niece has married without my consent , and so it pleases , it e'en pleases Heaven to bestow her Estate upon me .

Wid.

Why , brother , there 's a Blessing now already ; If you had been a wicked Cavalier still she 'd ha' done her duty , I warrant you , and defrauded you of the whole Estate ; my brother Cutter here is grown the Heavenliest man o' the sudden , 't is his work .

Cut.

Sister Barebottle , I must not be called Cutter any more , that is a name of Cavalero darkness , the Devil was a Cutter from the beginning , my name is now Abednego , I had a Vision which whisper'd to me through a Key-hole , Go call thy self Abednego .

Tab.

The wonderful Vocation of some Vessels !

Cut.

It is a name that signifies Fiery Furnaces , and Tribulation , and Martyrdom , I know I am to suffer for the Truth .

Tab.

Not as to death , Brother , if it be his will.

Cut.

As to death , Sister , but I shall gloriously return .

Ioll.

What , Brother , after death ? that were miraculous .

Cut.

Why the wonder of it is , that it is to be miraculous .

Ioll.

But Miracles are ceas'd , Brother , in this wicked Age of Cavalerism .

Cut.

They are not ceas'd , Brother , nor shall they cease till the Monarchy be establish'd .

I say again I am to return , and to return upon a Purple Dromadary , which signifies Magistracy , with an Ax in my hand that is called Reformation , and I am to strike with that Ax upon the Gate of Westminster-hall , and cry , Down Babylon , and the Building called Westminster-hall is to run away and cast it self into the River , and then Major General Harrison is to come in Green sleeves from the North upon a Sky-colour'd Mule , which signifies heavenly Instruction .

Tab.

Oh the Father ! he 's as full of Mysteries as an Egg is full of meat .

Cut.

And he is to have a Trumpet in his mouth as big as a Steeple , and at the sounding of that Trumpet all the Churches in London are to fall down .

Wid.

O strange , what times shall we see here in poor England !

Cut.

And then Venner shall march up to us from the West in the figure of a Wave of the Sea , holding in his hand a Ship that shall be call'd the Ark of the Reform'd .

Ioll.

But when must this be , Brother Abednego ?

Cut.

Why all these things are to be when the Cat of the North has o're-come the Lion of the South , and when the Mouse of the West has slain the Elephant of the East . I do hear a silent Voice within me , that bids me rise up presently and declare these things to the Congregation of the Lovely in Coleman-street . Tabitha , Tabitha , Tabitha , I call thee thrice , come along with me , Tabitha .

Exit . Tab.

There was something of this , as I remember , in my last Vision of Horns the other day . Holy man ! I follow thee ; farewell , forsooth , Mother , till anon .

Ioll.

Come , let 's go in too , Sister . Exeunt .

Act 4.
Scene 1. Truman Iunior . WHat shall I think hence-forth of Woman-kind ? When I know Lucia was the best of it , And see her what she is ? What are they made of ? Their Love , their Faith , their Souls enslav'd to passion ! Nothing at their Command beside their Tears , And we , vain men , whom such Heat-drops deceive ! Hereafter I will set my self at Liberty , And if I sigh or grieve , it shall not be For Love of One , but Pity of all the Sex.
Scene 2. Enter Lucia . Ha! she will not let me see her sure ; If ever , Lucia , a Veil befitted thee , 'T is now , that thou maist hide thy guilty blushes . Luc. If all their malice yet Have not prevail'd on Truman's Constancy , They 'l miss their wicked end , and I shall live still . I 'l go and speak to him . Trum.

Forbear , Lucia , for I have made a second Oath , which I shall keep , I hope , with lesser trouble , never to see thy face more .

Luc. You were wont , Sir , To say , you could not live without the sight of 't . Trum.

I ; 't was a good one then .

Luc.

Has one day spoil'd it ?

Trum.

O yes , more than a hundred years of time , made as much more by sorrow , and by sickness , could e're have done .

Luc. Pray hear me , Truman : For never innocent Maid was wrong'd as I am ; Believe what I shall say to you , and confirm By all the holiest Vows that can bind Souls . Trum. I have believ'd those Female tricks too long ; I know thou canst speak winningly , but thy Words Are not what Nature meant them , thy Minds Picture ; I 'l believe now what represents it better , Thine own Hand , and the proof of mine own Eyes . Luc. I know not what you mean ; believe my Tears . Trum. They 'r idle empty Bubbles . Rais'd by the Agitation of thy Passions , And hollow as thy heart ; there is no weight in ' em . Go thou once , Lucia ; Farewel , Thou that wer't dearer to me once , than all The outward things of all the World beside , Or my own Soul within me , farewel for ever ; Go to thine Husband , and love him better than Thou didst thy Lover . I ne're will see the more , nor shall , I fear , Ere see my self again . Luc. Here me but once . kneels . Trum. No , 't is enough ; Heaven hear thee when thou kneel'st to it . Exit . Luc. Will he ? he 's gone ; now all the world has left me , rises . And I am desolately miserable ; 'T is done unkindly , most unkindly , Truman . Had a blest Angel come to me and said That thou wert false , I should have sworn it li'd , And thought that rather faln than thee . Go , dear , false man , go seek out a new Mistris ; But when you ha' talk'd , and lov'd , and vow'd , and sworn A little while , take heed of using her As you do me ; no , may your love to her Be such as mine to you , which all thy injuries Shall never change , nor death it self abolish . May she be worthier of your bed than I , And when the happy course of many years Shall make you appear old to all but her , May you in the fair Glass of your fresh Issue See your own youth again ; but I would have 'em True in their Loves , and kill no innocent Maids ; For me it is no matter ; when I 'm dead , My busie soul shall flutter still about him , 'T will not be else in Heaven ; it shall watch Over his sleeps , and drive away all dreams That come not with a soft and downy wing ; If any dangers threaten , it shall becken And call his spirit away , till they be past , And be more diligent than his Guardian Angel ; And when just Heaven , as I 'm assur'd it will , Shall clear my Honor and my Innocence , He 'l sigh , I know , and pity my misfortunes , And blame himself , and curse my false Accusers , And weep upon my Grave For my wrong'd Virtue , and mistaken Truth , And unjust Death , I ask no more . Exit .
Scene 3. Enter Truman Iunior . 'T was barbarously done to leave her so ; Kneeling and weeping to me ; 't was inhuman ; I 'l back and take my leave more civilly , So as befits one who was once her Worshipper . Goes over the Stage , and comes back . She 's gone ; why let her go ; I feel her still ; I feel the root of her , labouring within To sprout afresh , but I will pluck it up , Or tear my heart with 't .
Scene 4. Enter Jolly , Truman Senior . Ioll.

He 's there , Sir , pray let him now resolve you positively what he means to do .

Trum. s. What he means to do , Colonel ? that were fine 'Ifaith ; if he be my son he shall mean nothing ; Boys must not have their meanings , Colonel : Let him mean what I mean with a Wennion . Trum. j. I shall be prest , I see , by 'em , upon the hateful Subject of a Marriage ; And to fill up the measure of Affliction , Now I have lost that which I lov'd , compell'd To take that which I hate . Trum. s.

I wil not be troubled , Colonel , with his meanings , if he do not marry her this very evening ( for I 'le ha' none of his Flim-flams and his May-be's ) I 'l send for my son Tom from St. Iohn's College ( he 's a pretty Scholar I can tell you , Colonel , I have heard him syllogize it with Mr. Soaker in Mood and Figure ) and settle my Estate upon him with her ; if he have his Meanings too � and his Sympathies , I 'l disinherit 'em both , and marry the Maid my self , if she can like me , I have one Tooth yet left , Colonel , and that 's a Colt's one .

Trum. j. Did I submit to lose the sight of Lucia Onely to save my unfortunate Inheritance , And can there be impos'd a harder Article For me to boggle at ? Would I had been born some wretched Peasants son , And never known what Love or Riches were . Ha � I 'l marry her � why should I not ? if I Must marry some body , And hold my Estate by such a slavish Tenure , Why not her as well as any else ? All Women are alike I see by Lucia , 'T is but resolving to be miserable , And that is resolv'd for me by my Destiny . Ioll. Well , try him pray , but do it kindly , Sir , And artificially . Trum. s.

I warrant you ; Dick , I 'l ha' you marry Mrs. Aurelia to night .

Trum. j.

To night ? the warning's short , Sir , and it may be �

Trum. s.

Why look you , Colonel , he 's at 's old look , he 's at 's May-bees again .

Trum. j.

I know not , Sir �

Trum. s.

I , and his Know-nots , you shall have him at his Wo' nots presently ; Sirra � I will have you know , Sir �

Ioll.

Nay , good Mr. Truman � you know not yet what answer he intends to make you .

Trum. j.

Be pleas'd , Sir , to consider �

Trum. s.

Look you , Sir , I must consider now , he upbraids his father with the want of consideration , like a Varlet as he is .

Trum. j. What shall I do ? why should not I do any thing , Since all things are indifferent ? Ioll.

I beseech you , Mr. Truman , have but a little patience � Your father , Sir , desires to know �

Trum. s.

I do not desire him , Colonel , nor never will desire him , I command him upon the duty of a Child �

Ioll.

Whether you can dispose your self to love and marry my daughter Aurelia , and if you can , for several reasons we desire it may be presently consummated .

Trum. j. Out with it , stubborn Tongue ; I shall obey my father , Sir , in all things . Trum. s.

Ha! what dee' you say , Sir ?

Ioll.

This old testy Fool is angry , I think , to have no more occasion given him of being so .

Trum. j.

I shall obey you , Sir.

Ioll.

You speak , Sir , like a vertuous Gentleman , the same obedience and resignation , to a father's will , I found in my Aurelia , and where two such persons meet , the issue cannot chuse but be successful .

Trum. s.

Ah Dick , my son Dick , he was always the best natur'd Boy � he was like his father in that � he makes me weep with tenderness , like an old fool as I am � Thou shalt have all my Estate , Dick , I 'l put my self to a pension rather than thou shalt want � go spruse up thy self a little presently , thou art not merry 'Ifaith , Dick , prethee be merry , Dick , and fetch fine Mrs. Aurelia presently to the little Church behind the Colonel's Garden , Mr. Soaker shall be there immediately and wait for you at the Porch ( we 'l have it instantly , Colonel , done , lest the young fool should relapse ) come , dear Dick , let 's go cheerily on with the business .

Trum. j.

What have I said ? what am I doing ? the best is , it is no matter what I say or do .

Ioll.

I 'l see Aurelia shall be ready , and all things on my part within this half hour .

Trum. s.

Good , honest , noble Colonel , let me shake you by the hand . Come , dear Dick , we lose time . Exeunt .

Scene 5. Enter Cutter , Tabitha , a Boy . Cut.

And the Vision told me , sister Tabitha , that this same day , the first of the seventh month , in the year of Grace 1658. and of Revelation , and Confusion of Carnal Monarchies the tenth , that we two , who are both holy Vessels , should by an holy Man be joyned together in the holy Bond of sanctifi'd Matrimony .

Tab :

I brother Abednego , but our friends consents �

Cut.

Heaven is our friend , and , Sister , Heaven puts this into our thoughts ; it is , no doubt , for propagation of the great Mystery ; there shall arise from our two bodies , a great Confounder of Gogmagog , who shall be called the Pestle of Antichrist , and his children shall inherit the Grapes of Canaan .

Tab.

My mother will be angry , I 'm afraid .

Cut.

Your Mother will rejoyce , the Vision says so , sister , the Vision says your Mother will rejoyce ; how will it rejoyce her righteous heart to see you , Tabitha , riding behind me upon the Purple Dromedary ? I would not for the world that you should do it , but that we are commanded from above ; for to do things without the aforesaid Command is like unto the building of a Fire without the Bottom-cake .

Tab.

I I , that it is , he knows .

Cut.

Now to confirm to you the truth of this Vision , there is to meet us at a zealous Shoomaker 's habitation hard by here , by the command of a Vision too , our Brother Zephaniah Fat 's , an Opener of Revelations to the Worthy in Mary White-chapel , and he is the chosen Vessel to joyn our hands .

Tab.

I would my Mother knew 't ; but if that holy man come too by a Vision , I shall have grace , I hope , not to resist .

Cut.

Sister , let me speak one word of Instruction to yonder Babe .

Tab.

Oh how my bowels yern !

Cut.

Sirra , is my little Doctor already staying for me at Tom Underleather my Shoomaker 's house ?

Boy .

Yes , Sir , but he 's in so strange a Habit , that Mr. Underleather's Boy Franck and I were ready to die with laughing at him .

Cut.

Oh so much the better ; go you little piece of a Rogue and get every thing ready against I come back . Exit Boy . Sister , that Babe you saw me speaking to is predestinated to Spiritual Mightiness , and is to be restorer of the Mystical Tribe of Gad �

Tab.

Oh the Wonderous � but , Brother Abednego , will you not pronounce this Evening tide before the Congregation of the Spotless in Coleman-street ?

Cut.

The will of the latter Vision is to be fulfilled first , as a Preparatory Vision ; let us not make the Messenger of Mystery , who is sent by a Vision so far as from Mary White-chapel for our sakes , to stay too long from his lawful Vocation of Basket-making . Come , Sister Tabitha .

Tab.

Hei , ho ! but I will not resist . Exeunt .

Scene 6. Enter Jolly , Puny , Worm . Ioll.

Mr. Puny , since you threaten me , I tell you plainly I think my Niece has undone her self by marrying thee , for though thou hast a fair Estate at present , I 'm hainously mistaken if thou beest not cheated of it all within these three years by such Rabbit-suckers as these , that keep thee company , and like lying sons o' the Devil as they are , cry thee up for a Wit , when there 's nothing so unlike , no not any of thy own Similitudes , thy odious Comparisons .

Pun.

The Colonel's raging mad , like a Baker in the Subburbs , when his Oven's over-heated .

Wor.

Good , very good i'faith .

Ioll.

I , that was one of 'em ; as for her Portion , I thought to ha' given her a thousand pounds , but �

Pun.

O magnanimous Colonel ! what a Portion for a Toothpick-maker's daughter !

Wor.

Good , shoot him thick with similies like Hail-shot .

Ioll.

But now thou shalt not have a groat with her .

Pun.

What not a poor old Harry-Groat that looks as thin as a Poet's Cloak ? But however , my noble Mountain hearted Uncle , I ha' made her Maiden-head a Crack'd Groat already , and if I ha' nothing more from her , she shall ha' nothing more from me ; no , she shall foot Stokins in a Stall for me , or make Childrens Caps in a Garret fifteen stories high .

Ioll.

For that matter ( for though thou speak'st no sense I guess thy brutish meaning ) the Law will allow her honorable Alimony out o' your Foolship's Fortune .

Pun.

And the Law will allow me her Portion too , good Colonel Uncle , you 'r not too big to be brought into Westminster-hall ; nay , Captain , his Niece uses me worse too , she will not let me touch the Nail of her little finger , and rails at me like a Flounder-mouth'd Fish-woman with a face like Billingsgate .

Ioll.

What flesh can support such an affected Widgen , who ha's not a design to cheat him of something as that Vermin ha's ? well , I shall be able to Live now I hope as befits a Gentleman , and therefore I 'le endure the company of Fopps and Knaves no longer .

Wor.

Come Colonel , let 's go in , and dispute the difference conscienciously over a Bottle o' Sack.

Ioll.

I keep no Tavern , Worm ; or if I did , thy whole Estate would hardly reach to a Gill.

Wor.

Colonel , thou art grown Unkind , and art Drunk this afternoon without me .

Ioll.

Without thee , Buffoon ? why I tell thee , thou shall never shew that Odd , Pimping , Cheating face o' thine within my Doors agen , I 'le turn away any man o' mine that shall disparage himself to drink with such a fellow as thou art .

Wor.

As I ? why what am I ? pray ? Mighty Colonel !

Ioll.

Thou art or hast been every thing that 's ill , there is no Scandalous way of Living , no Vocation of the Devil , that thou hast not set up in at one time or other ; Fortune ha's Whip'd thee about through all her streets ; Thou 'rt one that Lives like a Raven , by Providence and Rapin ; now thou 'rt feeding upon that raw young fellow , and doest Devour and Kaw him ; thou 'rt one that if thou should'st by chance go to Bed sober , would'st write it down in thy Almanack , for an Unlucky day ; sleep is not the Image of Death to thee , unless thou bee'st Dead drunk ; Thou art � I know not what � thou' rt any thing , and shall be to me herafter nothing .

Pun.

This Colonel pisses Vinegar to day .

Wor.

This is uncivil Language Colonel to an old Camerade , and one of your own party .

Ioll.

My Comrade ? o' my party thou ? or any but the party of the Pick-purses !

Pun.

This bouncing Bear of a Colonel will break the back o' my little Whelp of a Captain , unless I take him off ; come away Captain , I 'le firk his back with two Bum-baylies , till he spew up every Stiver of her Portion .

Ioll.

Fare-ye-well , Gentlemen , come not near these Doors if you love your own Leather , I 'l ha' my Scullions batter you with Bones and Turneps , and the Maids drown you with Piss-pots , if you do but approach the Windows ; these are sawcy Knaves indeed , to come to me for Pounds and Portions . Exit .

Wor.

Poverty , the Pox , an ill Wife , and the Devil go with thee , Colonel .

Pun.

I vex'd him to the Gills , Worm , when I put that bitter Bob o' the Baker upon him .

Wor.

I ? i' st e'n so ? not come to your House ? by Iove I 'l turn him out of it himself by a trick that I have .

Pun.

Pish ! thou talk'st as Ravingly as a Costermonger in a Feaver .

Wor.

I 'l do 't by Iove .

Pun.

How , prethee , Captain ? what does thy Pericranium mean ?

VVor.

Why here I ha 't , by Iove ; I 'm ravish'd with the fancy of it ; let me see � let me see � his Brother went seven years ago to Guiny . �

Pun.

I , but the Merchants say he 's Dead long since , and gon to the Blackamores below .

VVor.

The more Knaves they ; he Lives , and I 'm the man.

Pun.

Ha! ha ! ha ! thou talk'st like a Sowc'd Hoggs-face .

VVor.

I knew him very well , and am pretty like him , liker than any of your Similitudes , Puny ; by long Conversation with him , and the Colonel , I know all passages betwixt 'em ; and what his Humor and his Estate was , much better than he himself , when he was Alive ; he was a Stranger thing than any Monster in Afrique where he Traded .

Pun.

How ! prethee Captain ? I love these Odd fantastical things as an Alderman loves Lobsters .

VVor.

Why , you must know , he had quite lost his memory , totally , and yet thought himself an able man for business , and that he did himself all that was done by his man Iohn , who went always along with him ; like a Dog with a Blind man.

Pun.

Ha! ha ! ha ! Sublimely fantastical

VVor.

He carry'd a Scrowl about him of Memorandums , even of his Daughters and his Brothers names , and where his House stood ; for as I told you , he remembred nothing ; and where his Scrowl failed , Iohn was his remembrancer , we were wont to call him Remembrancer Iohn .

Pun.

Ha , ha , ha ! Rarely exotique ! I 'l Act that apple Iohn , never was such a Iohn as I ; not Iohn o' Gant , or Iohn o' Nokes , I will turn Remembrancer Iohn , as round as a Wedding Ring , ha , ha , ha !

VVor.

Well said ! but you must lay aside conceits for a while , and remote fancies . I 'l teach you his humor instantly ; now will I and my man Iohn swarthy our faces over as if that Country's heat had made 'em so , ( which will Disguise us sufficiently ) and attire our selves in some strange Habits o' those Parts , ( I know not how yet , but we shall see it in Speed's Mapps ) and come and take Possession of our House and Estate .

Pun.

Dear Ovid , let 's about thy Metamorphosis .

VVor.

'T will be discover'd perhaps at last , but however , for the present 't will break off his match with the Widdow , ( which makes him so Proud now ) and therefore it must be done in the twinkling of an Eye , for they say he 's to marry her this Night ; if all fail , 't will be at least a merry 'bout for an hour , and a mask to the Wedding .

Pun.

Quick , dear Rogue ! quick as Precipitation .

VVor.

I know where we can ha' Cloaths , hard by here ; give me ten Pounds to hire 'em , and come away , but of all things , man Iohn , take heed of being witty .

Pun.

I , that 's the Devil on 't ; well , go ; I 'l follow you behind like a long Rapier . Exeunt .

Scene 7. Aurelia . Aur.

If they would allow me but a little time , I could play such a trick with Mr. Truman , as should smart sorely for the rest of his Life , and be reveng'd abundantly on my Cozen , for getting of him from me , when I was such a foolish Girl three year ago as to be in Love with him .

But they would have us marri'd instantly , The Parson stays for us at Church . I know not what to do � all must out � Odds my life he 's coming to fetch me here to Church already .

Scene 8. Enter Truman Iunior . Trum. j. I must go through with it now ; I 'l marry her , And live with her according to the forms , But I will never touch her as a Woman . She stays for me � Madam � Aur. Sir. Trum. j. I cannot out with it � Madam . Aur. Sir � Trum. j. Must we go marry , Madam ? Aur. Our friends will have it so , it seems . Trum. Why will you marry me ? what is there in me That can deserve your liking ? I shall be The most untoward and ill-favour'd Husband That ever took a melting Maid t' his Bed ; The faculties of my Soul are all untuned , And every Glory of my Springing youth Is faln into a strange and suddain Winter , You cannot Love me sure . Aur. Not to Distraction , Sir. Trum. No , nor I you ; why should we marry then ? It were a folly , were it not , Aurelia ? Aur.

Why they say , 't is the best marriage , when like is Joyn'd to like ; now we shall make a very even match , for neither you Love me , nor I Love you , and 't is to be hop'd we may get Children that will Love neither of us .

Trum. Nay , by my soul I love you , but alas , Not in that way that Husbands should their Wives ; I cannot Toy , nor Kiss , nor do I know not what , And yet I was a Lover , as true a Lover � Aur. Alack a day ! Trum. 'T was then , ( me-thoughts ) the only happiness To sit and talk , and look upon my Mistriss , Or if she was not by , to think upon her ; Then every Morning , next to my Devotion , Nay often too ( forgive me Heaven ) before it , She slipt into my fancy , and I took it As a good Omen for the following day ; It was a pretty foolish kind of Life , An honest , harmless Vanity ; but now The fairest Face moves me no more , than Snow Or Lillies when I see 'em , and pass by ; And I as soon should deeply fall in Love With the fresh Scarlet of an Eastern Cloud , As the Red Lips and Cheeks of any Woman ; I do confess , Aurelia , thou art Fair , And very Witty , and ( I think ) Well-natur'd , But thou' rt a Woman still . Aur. The sight of you Sir , Makes me not repent at all my being so . Trum. And prethee now , Aurelia , tell me truly , Are any Women constant in their Vows ? Can they continue a whole Moneth , a Week , And never change their faith ? Oh! if they could , They would be excellent things ; nay ne're dissemble ; Are not their Lusts unruly , and to them Such Tyrants as their Beauties are to us ? Are their tears true , and solid when they weep ? Aur. Sure Mr. Truman you ha'nt slept of late , If we should be marry'd to Night , what would you do for Sleep ? Trum. Why ? do not marry'd people sleep o' Nights ? Aur. Yes ! yes ! alas good innocence . Trum. They have a scurvy Life on 't if they don't ; But wee 'l not Live as other people do , Wee 'l find out some new handsome way of Love , Some way of Love that few shall imitate , Yet all admire ; for 't is a sordid thing , That Lust should dare t' insinuate it self Into the Marriage-bed ; wee 'l get no Children , The worst of Men and Women can do that ; Besides too , if our Issue should be Female , They would all Learn to flatter and dissemble , They would deceive with Promises and Vows Some simple men , and then prove False and Kill 'em , Would they not do 't , Aurelia ? Aur.

I , any thing Mr. Truman ; but what shall we do Sir , when we are marry'd , pray ?

Trum. Why ! wee 'l live very Lovingly together , Sometimes wee 'l sit and talk of excellent things , And laugh at all the Nonsence of the world ; Sometimes wee 'l walk together , Sometimes wee 'l read , and sometimes eat , and sometimes sleep ; And sometimes pray , and then at last , wee 'l dye , And go to Heaven together ; 't will be rare ! Aur.

We may do all this ( me-thinks ) and never marry for the matter .

Trum. 'T is true , we may so ! But since our Parents are resolv'd upon it , In such a Circumstance let 'em have their humor . My father sent me in to Complement , And keep a Prating here , and play the Fool ; I cannot do 't , what should I say , Aurelia ? What do they use to say ? Aur. I believe you knew Sir , when you Woo'd my Cozen. Trum. I , but those Days are past ; they 'r go for ever , And nothing else , but Nights are to succeed 'em ; Gone like the faith and truth of Women kind , And never to be seen again ! O Lucia ! Thou wast a woundrous Angel in those days of thy blest state of Innocence . There was a Cheek ! a Fore-head ! and an Eye ! � Did you observe her Eye , Aurelia ? Aur. O yes Sir ! there were very pretty Babies in 't . Trum. It was as glorious as the Eye of Heaven ; Like the souls Eye it peirc'd through every thing ; And then her Hands � her Hands of Liquid Ivory ! Did she but touch her Lute ( the pleasing'st Harmony then upon Earth when she her self was silent ) The subtil motion of her Flying fingers Taught Musique a New art , to take the Sight , as well as Ear. Aur.

I , Sir , I ! you 'd best go look her out , and marry her , she has but one Husband yet .

Trum. Nay , prethee , good Aurelia be not angry , For I will never Love or See her more . I do not say she was more Fair than thou art , Yet if I did ? No , but I wo'not say so !

Only allow me this one short last remembrance of one I lov'd so long . And now I think on 't , I 'l beg a favour of you , you will Laugh at me I know , when you have heard it , but prethee grant it ; 't is that you would be Veil'd , as Lucia was of late , for this one day ; I would fain marry thee so ; 'T is an odd foolish fancy , I confess , But Love and Grief may be allow'd sometimes A little Innocent folly .

Aur. Good ! this Fool will help me I see to cheat himself ; At a dead lift , a little hint will serve me . I 'l do 't for him to the Life . Trum. Will you Aurelia ? Aur.

That 's but a small Compliance ; you 'l ha' power anon to Command me greater things .

Trum. We shall be marry'd very privately ; None but our selves ; and that 's e'en best , Aurelia . Why do I stick here at a Fatal step That must be made ? Aurelia , are you ready ? The Minister stays for us . Aur.

I 'l but go in and take my Veil , as you Command me Sir ; Walk but a few turns in the Garden , in less than half an hour I 'l come to you , ha , ha , ha ! Exit .

Trum. I go , I am Condemn'd , and must Obey ; The Executioner stays for me at Church . Exit .
Act 5.
Scene 1. Colonel Jolly , Will. Ioll.

So , I have her at last , and honest Ioseph Knock-down married us , me-thinks , with convenient brevity ; I have some hold now upon my Estate again ( though she , I confess , be a clog upon it worse than a Mort-gage ) that , my good Neighbour Barebottle left wholly to his wife ; almost all the rest of the Incomes upon his seeking , go to his daughter Tabitha , whom Cutter has got by this time , and promises me to live like an honest Gentleman hereafter ; now he may do so comfortably and merrily . She marri'd me thus suddenly , like a good Houswife , purely to save charges ; however though , we 'l have a good Supper for her , and her eating Tribe ; Will , is the Cook a doing according to my directions ?

Will.

Yes , Sir , he 's very hard at his business ; he 's swearing and cursing in the Kitchin , that your Worship may hear him hither , he 'l fright my new old Mistris out of the house .

Ioll.

'T is such an over-roasted coxcomb � bid him be sure to season well the Venison that came in luckily to day .

Will.

Troth , Sir , I dare not speak to him now , unless I should put on your Worship's Armour that lies hid in the Barel below ; he 'd like to ha' spitted me just now , like a Goose as I was , for telling him he look'd like the Ox that 's roasted whole in St. Iames's Fair. Who 's there ?

Ioll.

See who 's at door . I shall ha' some plundred Plate , I hope , to entertain my friends with , when we come to visit the Truncks with Iron hoops ; who is 't ?

Will.

Nay , Heaven knows , Sir ; two Fiends , I think , to take away the Cook for swearing . They ha' thrust in after me .

Scene 2. Enter Worm and Puny disguised like the Merchant and John. Wor.

They 'l hardly know us at first in these forein habits .

Pun.

I Sir , and as the Sun has us'd us in those hot Countries .

Wor.

Why , this is my old house here , Iohn ; ha , ha ! little thought I to see my old house upon Tower-hill again . Where 's my brother Iolly ?

Ioll.

They call me Colonel Iolly .

Wor.

Ha! let me see , A burly man of a Looks on his Note . moderate stature � a beard a little greyish � ha ! a quick Eye , and a Nose inclining to red �

Pun.

Nay , 't is my Master's Worship , Sir , would we were no more alter'd since our Travels .

Wor.

It agrees very well � Save you good brother , you little thought to see me here again , though I dare say you wish'd it ; stay , let me see , how many years , Iohn , is 't since we went from hence ?

Pun.

'T is now seven years , Sir.

Wor.

Seven ? me-thinks I was here but yesterday , how the what deye-call-it-runs ? how do you call it ?

Pun.

The Time , Sir.

Wor.

I , I , the time , Iohn ; what was I saying ? I was telling you , brother , that I had quite forgot you ; was I not telling him so , Iohn ?

Ioll.

Faith we 'r both quits then ; I 'l swear I ha' forgot you ; why you were dead five years ago .

Wor.

Was I ? I ha' quite forgot it ; Iohn , was I dead five years ago ? my memory fails me very much of late .

Pun.

We were worse than dead , Sir , we were taken by a barbarous Nation , and there made slaves ; Iohn , quoth he ? I was poor Iohn I 'm sure ; they kept us three whole years with nothing but Water and Acorns , till we look'd like Wicker bottles .

Wor.

What , Sirrah , did your Master look like ? I 'l teach you to say your Master look'd like what de-ye-call ' ums .

Ioll.

Where did they take you prisoners ?

Wor.

Nay , ask Iohn , he can tell you I warrant you ; 't was in � tell him , Iohn , where it was .

Pun.

In Guiny .

Ioll.

By what Country-men were you taken ?

Wor.

Why they were called � I ha' forgot what they call 'em , 't was an odd kind o' name , but Iohn can tell you .

Pun.

Who I , Sir ? do you think I can remember all things ?

Wor.

'T is i' my Book here I remember well . Name any Nation under the Sun.

Pun.

I know the name , Sir , well enough ; but I onely try'd my Master's memory , 'T was the Tartarians .

Wor.

I , I , those were the men .

Ioll.

How , Iohn ? why all the world man lies betwixt 'em , they live up in the North.

Pun.

The North ?

Ioll.

I the very North , Iohn .

Pun.

That 's true indeed , but these were another Nation of Tartarians that liv'd in the South , they came antiently from the others .

Ioll.

How got you from 'em , Iohn , at last ?

Pun.

Why faith , Sir , by a Ladies means , who , to tell you the truth , fell in love with me ; my Master has it all in his Book , 't is a brave story .

Ioll.

In what Ship came you back ?

Pun.

A plague of 't , that question will be our ruine .

VVor.

What Ship ? 't was call'd a thing that swims , what d ee you call 't ?

Ioll.

The Mermaid ?

VVor.

No , no , let me see .

Ioll.

The Triton ?

VVor.

No , no , a thing that in the water does � it swims in the water �

Ioll.

What is 't ? the Dolphin ?

VVor.

No , no , I ha' quite forgot the name on 't , but 't is no matter , it swims �

Ioll.

What say you , Iohn ?

Pun.

I , Sir , my Master knows well enough ; you cann't conceive the misery we endur'd , Sir.

Ioll.

Well , Brother , I 'l but ask you one question more , where did you leave your Will ?

Pun.

' Life , now he 's pos'd again � we shall never carry 't through .

VVor.

I 'l tell you presently , Brother � let me see , Reads in his Scrowl . Memorandums about my Will ; left to my Brother the whole charge of my Estate � hum � hum � five thousand pounds � hum � What did you ask me , brother ?

Ioll.

In what place you left your Will ?

VVor.

I that was it indeed � , that was the very thing you ask'd me ; what a treacherous memory have I ? my memory is so short �

Ioll.

This is no Answer to my Question yet .

Wor.

'T is true indeed ; what was your Question , brother ?

Ioll.

Where you left your Will ?

Wor.

Good Lord , that I should forget you ask'd me that ! I had forgot it , i'faith law that I had , you 'l pardon , I hope , my Infirmity , for I alas � alas � I ha' forgot what I was going to say to you , but I was saying something , that I was .

Ioll.

Well , Gentlemen , I 'm now in haste , walk but a while into the Parlour there , I 'l come to you presently .

Wor.

But where 's my daughter �

Pun.

Lucia , Sir ?

Wor.

I , Lucia � put me in mind to ask for her ( a plague o' your Tartarians . )

Pun.

And o' your What dee-ye-call-'ems .

Wor.

' Life , Tartarians !

Exeunt Worm , Puny . Ioll.

If these be Rogues , ( as Rogues they seem to be ) I will so exercise my Rogues , the tyranny of a new Beadle over a Beggar shall be nothing to 't ; what think'st thou of 'em , Will ?

Will.

Faith , Sir , I know not � h'as just my Masters Nose and Upper-lip ; but if you think it be not he , Sir , I 'l beat 'em worse than the Tartarians did .

Ioll.

No , let 's try 'em first � trick for trick � Thou were wont to be a precious Knave , and a great Actor too , a very Roscius ; did'st not thou play once the Clown in Musidorus ?

Will.

No , but I plaid the Bear , Sir.

Ioll.

The Bear ! why that 's as good a Part ; thou 'rt an Actor then I 'l warrant thee , the Bears a well-penn'd Part , and you remember my Brother's humor , don't you ? They have almost hit it .

Will.

I , Sir , I knew the shortness of his memory , he would always forget to pay me my Wages , till he was put in mind of 't .

Ioll.

Well said , I 'l dress thee within , and all the Servants shall acknowledge thee , you conceive the Design � be confident , and thou cast not miss ; but who shall do trusty Iohn ?

Will :

Oh , Ralph the Butler , Sir , 's an excellent try'd Actor , he play'd a King once ; I ha' heard him speak a Play ex tempore in the Butteries .

Ioll.

O excellent Ralph ! incomparable Ralph against the world ! Come away , VVilliam , I 'l give you instructions within , it must be done in a moment . Exeunt .

Scene 3. Enter Aurelia , Jane . Iane.

Ha , ha , ha ! this is the best Plot o' yours , dear Madam , to marry me to Mr. Truman in a Veil instead of your self ; I cann't chuse but laugh at the very conceit of 't ; 't will make excellent sport : My Mistris will be so mad when she knows that I have got her Servant from her , ha , ha , ha !

Aur.

Well , are you ready ? Veil your self all over , and never speak one word to him , what ever he says , ( he 'l ha' no mind to talk much ) but give him your hand , and go along with him to Church ; and when you come to , I take thee � mumble it over that he may n't distinguish the voice .

Iane.

Ha , ha , ha ! I cann't speak for laughing � dear hony Madam , let me but go in and put on a couple o' Patches ; you cann't imagine how much prettier I look with a Lozenge under the Left Eye , and a Half Moon o' this cheek ; and then I 'le but slip on the Silver-lac'd Shoes that you gave me , and be with him in a trice .

Aur.

Don't stay , he 's a fantastical fellow , if the whimsey take him he 'l be gone . Exeunt .

Scene 4. Lucia . They say he 's to pass instantly this way To lead his Bride to Church ; ingrateful Man ! I 'l stand here to upbraid his guilty Conscience , And in that black attire in which he saw me When he spoke the last kind words to me ; 'T will now befit my sorrows , and the Widow-hood of my Love ; He comes alone , what can that mean ?
Scene 5. Enter Truman junior . Trum. Come , Madam , the Priest stays for us too long ; I ask your pardon for my dull delay , And am asham'd of 't . Luc. What does he mean ? I 'l go with him what e'er it mean. Exeunt
Scene 6. Enter Cutter , Tabitha , Boy . Cut. Come to my bed , my dear , my dear , Sings . My dear come to my bed , For the pleasant pain , and the loss with gain Is the loss of a Maidenhead . For the pleasant , &c. Tab. Is that a Psalm , Brother Husband , which you sing ? Cut. No , Sister Wife , a short Ejaculation onely . Well said , Boy , bring in the things , � Boy brings a Hat and Feather , Sword and Belt , broad Lac'd Band , and Periwig . Tab.

What do you mean , Brother Abednego ? you will not turn Cavalier , I hope , again , you will not open before Sion in the dressings of Babylon ?

Cut.

What do these cloathes befit Queen Tabitha's husband upon her day o' Nuptials ? this Hat with a high black chimney for a crown , and a brim no broader than a Hatband ? Shall I , who am to ride the Purple Dromedary , go drest like Revelation Fat 's the Basket-maker ? Give me the Peruique , Boy ; shall Empress Tabitha's husband go as if his head were scalded ? or wear the Seam of a shirt here for a a Band ? Shall I who am zealous even to slaying , walk in the streets without a Sword , and not dare to thrust men from the wall , if any shall presume to take 't of Empress Tabitha ? Are the Fidlers coming , Boy ?

Tab.

Pish , I cannot abide these doings ; are you mad ? there come no prophane Fidlers here .

Cut.

Be peaceable gentle Tabitha ; they will not bring the Organs with them hither ; I say be peaceable , and conform to Revelations ; It was the Vision bad me do this ; Wil't thou resist the Vision ?

Tab.

An' these be your Visions ? little did I think I wusse � O what shall I do ? is this your Conversion ? which of all the Prophets wore such a Map about their Ears , or such a Sheet about their Necks ? Oh! my Mother ! what shall I do ? I 'm undone .

Cut.

VVhat shalt thou do ? why , thou shalt Dance , and Sing , and Drink , and be Merry ; thou shalt go with thy Hair Curl'd , and thy Brests Open ; thou shalt wear fine black Stars upon thy Face , and Bobs in thy Ears bigger than bouncing Pears ; Nay , if thou do'st begin but to look rustily � I 'l ha' thee Paint thy self , like the VVhore o' Babylon .

Tab.

Oh! that ever I was Born to see this day �

Cut.

What , dost thou weep , Queen Dido ? thou shalt ha' Sack to drive away thy Sorrows ; bring in the Bottle , Boy , I 'l be a Loving Husband , the Vision must be Obey'd ; Sing Tabitha ; Weep o' thy Wedding day ? 't is ominous ; Come to my Bed my Dear , &c. Oh , art thou come Boy ? fill a Brimmer , nay , fuller yet , yet a little fuller ! Here Lady Spouse , here 's to our sport at Night .

Tab.

Drink it your self , an you will ; I 'l not touch it , not I.

Cut.

By this hand thou shal't pledge me , seeing the Vision said so ; Drink , or I 'l take a Coach , and carry thee to the Opera immediately .

Tab.

Oh Lord , I can't abide it � Drinks off .

Cut.

Why , this will chear thy Heart ; Sack , and a Husband ? both comfortable things ; have at you agen .

Tab.

I 'l pledge you no more , not I.

Cut.

Here take the Glass , and take it off � off every drop , or I 'l swear a hundred Oaths in a breathing time .

Tab.

Well! you 'r the strangest man � Drink .

Cut.

Why , this is right ; nay , off with 't ; so � but the Vision said , that if we left our Drink behind us we should be Hang'd , as many other Honest men na'been , only by a little negligence in the like case ; Here 's to you Tabitha once agen , we must fulfill the Vision to a Tittle .

Tab.

What must I drink agen ? well ! you are such another Brother � Husband .

Cut.

Bravely done , Tabitha ! now thou Obey'st the Vision , thou wil't ha' Revelations presently .

Tab.

Oh! Lord ! my Head 's giddy � nay , Brother , Husband , the Boy 's taking away the Bottle , and there 's another Glass or two in it still .

Cut.

O Villainous Boy ! fill out you Bastard , and squeeze out the last drop .

Tab.

I 'l drink to you now , my Dear ; 't is not handsome for you to begin always � Come to my Bed my Drinks . Dear , and how wa st ? 't was a pretty Song , methoughts .

Cut.

O Divine Tabitha ! here come the Fidlers too , strike up ye Rogues .

Tab.

What must we Dance too ? is that the Fashion ? I could ha' Danc'd the Curranto when I was a Girl , the Curranto's a curious Dance .

Cut.

We 'l out-dance the Dancing disease ; but Tabitha , there 's one poor Health left still to be drunk with Musique .

Tab.

Let me begin't ; here Duck , here 's to all that Drinks . Love us .

Cut.

A Health , ye Eternal Scrapers , sound a Health ; rarely done Tabitha , what think'st thou now o' thy Mother ?

Tab.

A fig for my Mother ; I 'l be a Mother my self shortly ; Come Duckling , shall we go home ?

Cut.

Go home ? the Bride-groom and his Spouse go home ? no , we 'l Dance home ; afore us Squeakers , that way , and be Hang'd you Sempiternal Rakers . O brave ! Queen Tabitha ! Excellent Empress Tabitha , on ye Rogues . Exeunt .

Scene 7. Enter Jolly , Worm , Puny . Wor.

But where 's my what dee ye call her , Brother ?

Ioll.

What Sir ?

Wor.

My Daughter � Lucia , a pretty fair Complexioned Reads . Girl , with a Black Eye , a Round Chin , a little Dimpled , and a Mole upon � I would fain see my Daughter � Brother .

Ioll.

VVhy , you shall Sir presently , she 's very well ; what Noise is that ? how now ? what 's the matter ?

Enter Servant . Serv.

Ho! my old Master ! my old Masters come , he 's Lighted just now at the door with his man Iohn ; he 's asking for you , he longs to see you ; my Master , my old Master .

Ioll.

This fellows Mad.

Serv.

If you wo'nt believe me , go but in and see Sir ; he 's not so much alter'd , but you 'l quickly know him , I knew him before he was Lighted , pray , go in Sir.

Ioll.

VVhy , this is strange � there was indeed some weeks since a report at the Exchange that he was Alive still , which was brought by a Ship that came from Barbary ; but that he should be Split in two after his Death , and Live agen in both , is wonderfull to me . I 'l go see what 's the matter .

Exeunt Jolly , Servant . Pun.

I begin to shake like a Plum-tree Leaf .

Wor.

'T is a meer Plot o' the Devils to have us beaten , if he send him in just at this Nick.

Scene 8. Enter Ralph ( as John ) and two or three Servants . 1. Serv.

Ah Rogue , art thou come at last ?

2. Serv.

Why , you 'l not look upon your Old friends ! give me your Golls , Iohn .

Ral.

Thank ye all heartily for your Love ; thank you with all my Heart ; my old Bed-fellow , Robin , and how does little Ginny do ?

3. Serv.

A murren take you , you 'l ne're leave your Waggery .

Pun.

A murren take ye all , I shall be paid the Portion here with a witness .

Ral.

And how does Ralph ? good honest Ralph ; there is not an honester Fellow in Christendome , though I say 't my self , that should not say 't .

2. Serv.

Ha , ha , ha ! Why Ralph the Rogue 's well still ; Come let 's go to him into the Buttery , he 'l be Over-joy'd to see thee , and give us a Cup o' the best Stingo there .

Ral.

VVell said ; Steel to the back still Robin ; that was your word you know ; my Masters coming in ! go , go , I 'l follow you .

1 Serv.

Make haste , good Iohn .

Ral.

Here 's a Company of as honest Fellow-servants ; I 'm glad , I 'm come among 'em agen .

Wor.

And would I were got out from 'em , as honest as they are ; that Robin has a thrashing hand .

Pun.

Iohn with a Pox to him ! would I were hid like a Maggot in a Pescod .

Scene 9. Enter Jolly , VVilliam . Ioll.

Me-thinks you 'r not return'd , but born to us anew .

Will.

Thank you good Brother ; truly we ha' past through many dangers ; my man Iohn shall tell you all , I 'm Old and Crazie .

Enter Servant . 4 Serv.

Sir , the VViddow ( my Mistriss I should say ) is coming in here with Mr. Knock-down , and four or five more .

Ioll.

O'ds my Life ! this farce is neither of Doctrine nor Use to them ! keep 'em here , Iohn , till I come back .

Exit Jolly . Wor.

I 'm glad the Colonel 's gone ; now will I sneak away , as if I had stoln a Silver spoon .

VVill.

VVho are those , Iohn ? by your leave Sir , would you speak with any body here ?

VVor.

The Colonel , Sir ? but I 'l take some other time to wait upon him , my occasions call me now .

VVill.

Pray stay , Sir , who did you say you would ha' spoken with ?

VVor.

The Colonel , Sir ; but another time will serve ; he has business now .

VVill.

VVhom would he speak with , Iohn ? I forget still .

Ral.

The Colonel , Sir.

VVill.

Colonel ! what Colonel ?

Wor.

Your brother , I suppose he is Sir , but another time �

Will.

'T is true indeed ; I had forgot , I faith , my Brother was a Colonel ; I cry you mercy Sir , he 'l be here presently . Ye seem to be Foreiners by your habits Gentlemen .

Wor.

No Sir , we are English-men .

Will.

English-men ? law you there now ! would you ha' spoke with me , Sir ?

Wor.

No Sir , your Brother ; but my business requires no haste , and therefore �

Will.

You 'r not in haste , you say ; pray Sir , sit down then , may I crave your name , Sir ?

Wor.

My name 's not worth the knowing Sir �

Will.

This Gentleman ?

Wor.

'T is my man , Sir , his name 's Iohn .

Pun.

I 'l be Iohn no more , not I , I 'l be Iackanapes first ; No , my name 's Timothy Sir.

Will.

Mr. Iohn Timothy , very well , Sir ; ye seem to be Travellers .

Wor.

We are just now as you see , arriv'd out of Afrique , Sir , and therefore have some business that requires �

Will.

Of Afrique ? law ye there now ; what Country , pray ?

Wor.

Prester-Iohn's Country ; fare you well , Sir , for the present , I must be excus'd .

Will.

Marry God forbid ; what come from Prester-Iohn , and we not Drink a Cup o' Sack together .

Wor.

What shall I do ? Friend , shall I trouble you to shew me a private place ? I 'l wait upon you presently agen , Sir.

Will.

You 'l stay here Master ? �

Pun.

I 'l only make a little Maids water Sir , and come back to you immediately .

Ral.

The door 's lock'd Sir , the Colonel ha's lock'd us in here � why do you shake Sir ?

Pun. Nothing � only I have extreme list to make water . Here 's the Colonel , I 'l sneak behind the Hangings .
Scene 10. Enter Jolly , Widdow . Ioll.

We 'l leave those Gentlemen within a while upon the point of Reprobation ; but Sweet heart , I ha' two Brothers here , newly arriv'd , which you must be acquainted with .

Wid.

Marry , Heaven fore-shield ! not the Merchant I hope ?

Ioll.

No , brethren in Love , only � How d ee you Brother ?

Wor.

I your Brother ; what de' e mean ?

Ioll.

Why , are not you my brother Iolly , that was taken Prisoner by the Southern Tartars ?

VVor.

I Brother , I by Tartars ?

Ioll.

What an impudent Slave is this ? Sirra , Monster , did'st thou not come with thy man Iohn ?

VVor.

I my man Iohn ? here 's no such person here ; you see you 'r mistaken .

Ioll.

Sirra , I 'l strike thee Dead .

VVor.

Hold , hold , Sir , I do remember now I was the Merchant Iolly , but when you ask'd me I had quite forgot it ; alas , I 'm very Crasie .

Ioll.

That 's not amiss ; but since thou art not he , I must know who thou art .

VVor.

Why , do'nt you know me ? I 'm Captain VVorm , and Puny was my man Iohn .

Ioll.

Where 's the fool , Puny ? is he slipt away ?

Pun.

Yes , and no fool for 't neither for ought I know yet .

VVor.

Why , we hit upon this frolique , Colonel , only for a kind o' Mask ( de' ye conceive me , Colonel ? ) to celebrate your Nuptials ; Mr. Puny had a mind to reconcile himself with you in a merry way o' Drollery , and so had I too , though I hope you were not in earnest with me .

Ioll.

Oh! is that all ? well said VVill , bravely done VVill , I faith ; I told thee , VVill , what 't was to have Acted a Bear ; and Ralph was an excellent Iohn too .

VVor.

How 's this ? then I 'm an Ass agen ; this damn'd Punies fearfulness spoil'd all .

Pun.

This cursed Coward VVorm ! I thought they were not the right ones .

Ioll.

Here 's something for you to drink ; go look to Supper , this is your Cue or Exit . Ex. Will & Ralph .

VVid.

What need you , Love , ha' given 'em any thing ? in truth , Love , ��� ' too lavish .

VVor.

'T was wittily put off o' me however .

Scene 11. Enter Cutter , Tabitha , with Fidlers . Ioll.

Here are more Maskers too , I think ; this Masking is a Heavenly entertainment for the Widow , who ne'er saw any Shew yet but the Puppet-play o' Ninive .

Cut.

Stay without , Scrapers .

Tab.

Oh Lord , I 'm as weary with Dancing as passes ; Husband , husband , yonder 's my Mother ; O mother what do you think I ha' been doing to day ?

VVid.

Why what , Child ? no hurt , I hope .

Tab.

Nay nothing , I have onely been married a little , and my husband Abednego and I have so danc'd it since .

Cut.

Brave Tabitha still ; never be angry Mother , you know where Marriages are made , your Daughters and your own were made in the same place , I warrant you , they 'r so like .

VVid.

VVell , his will be done � there 's � no resisting Providence � but how , son Abednego , come you into that roaring habit of Perdition ?

Cut.

Mother , I was commanded by the Vision , there is some great end for it of Edification , which you shall know by the sequel .

Scene 12. Enter Truman senior , Truman junior , Lucia veil'd . Trum. sen.

Come , Dick , bring in your wife to your t'other father , and ask him blessing handsomely ;

Welcome , dear daughter ; off with your Veil ; Luc. unveils . Heaven bless ye both . Ioll.

Ha! what 's this ? more masking ? why how now , Mr. Truman ? you ha' not married my Niece , I hope , instead o' my daughter ?

Trum. j. I onely did , Sir , as I was appointed , And am amaz'd as much as you . Trum. s. Villain , Rebel , Traitor , out o' my sight you son of a � Ioll.

Nay , hold him ; patience , good Mr. Truman , let 's understand the matter a little �

Trum. s.

I wo'not understand , no that I wo'not , I wo'not understand a word , whilst he and his Whore are in my fight .

Ioll.

Nay , good Sir � Why , what Niece ? two husbands in one afternoon ? that 's too much o' conscience .

Luc. Two , Sir ? I know of none but this , And how I came by him too , that I know not . Ioll. This is Ridle me ridle me � where 's my Daughter ? ho ! Aurelia .
Scene 13. Enter Aurelia . Aur.

Here , Sir , I was just coming in .

Ioll.

Ha' not you married young Mr. Truman ?

Aur.

No , Sir.

Ioll.

Why , who then has he marri'd ?

Aur. Nay that , Sir , he may answer for himself , If he be of age to marry . Ioll.

But did not you promise me you 'd marry him this afternoon , and go to Church with him presently to do 't ?

Aur.

But , Sir , my Husband forbad the Banes.

Ioll.

They 're all mad ; your Husband ?

Aur.

I Sir , the truth o' the matter , Sir , is this , ( for it must out I see ) 't was I that was married this afternoon in the Matted Chamber to Mr. Puny , instead o' my Cousin Lucia .

Ioll.

Stranger and stranger ! what , and he not know 't ?

Aur.

No , nor the Parson , Sir , himself .

Ioll.

Hey day !

Aur.

'T was done in the dark , Sir , and I veil'd like my Cousin ; 't was a very clandestine marriage , I confess , but there are sufficient proofs of it ; and for one , here 's half the Piece of Gold he broke with me , which he 'l know when he sees .

Pun.

O rare , by Hymen I 'm glad o' the change ; 't is a pretty Sorceress by my troath ; Wit to Wit quoth the Devil to the Lawyer ; I 'l out amongst 'em presently , 't has sav'd me a beating too , which perhaps is all her Portion .

Ioll.

You turn my Head , you dizzie me ; but wouldst thou marrie him without either knowing my mind , or so much as his ?

Aur.

His , Sir ? he gave me five hundred pieces in Gold to make the Match ; look , they are here still , Sir.

Ioll.

Thou hast lost thy senses , VVench , and wilt make me do so too .

Aur.

Briefly the truth is this , Sir , he gave me these five hundred Pieces to marry him by a Trick to my Cousin Lucia , and by another Trick I took the money and married him my self ; the manner , Sir , you shall know anon at leisure , onely your pardon , Sir , for the omission of my duty to you , I beg upon my knees .

Ioll.

Nay , Wench , there 's no hurt done , fifteen hundred pounds a year is no ill match for the daughter of a Sequestred Cavalier �

Aur.

I thought so , Sir.

Ioll.

If we could but cure him of some sottish affectations , but that must be thy task .

Aur.

My life on 't , Sir.

Pun.

I 'l out ; Uncle Father your Blessing � my little Matchivil , I knew well enough 't was you ; what did you think I knew not Cross from Pile ?

Aur.

Did you i'faith ?

Pun.

I by this kiss of Amber-grees , or I 'm a Cabbage .

Aur.

Why then you out-witted me , and I 'm content .

Pun.

A pox upon you Merchant Iolly , are you there ?

Ioll.

But stay , how come you , Niece , to be marri'd to Mr. Truman ?

Luc.

I know not , Sir , as I was walking in the Garden .

Trum. j. I thought ' thad been � but blest be the mistake , What ever prove the Consequence to all The less important fortunes of my life . Ioll.

Nay , there 's no hurt done here neither �

Trum. s.

No hurt , Colonel ? I 'l see him hang'd at my door before he shall have a beggarly �

Ioll.

Hark you , Mr. Truman , one word aside Talk aside . ( for it is not necessary yet my wife should know so much . )

Aur.

This foolish Iane ( as I perceive by the story ) has lost a Husband by staying for a Black patch .

Ioll.

Though I in rigour by my brothers Will might claim the forfeiture of her Estate , yet I assure you she shall have it all to the utmost farthing ; in a day like this , when Heaven bestows on me and on my daughter so unexpected and so fair a fortune , it were an ill return to rob an Orphan committed to my Charge .

Aur My father 's in the right . And as he clears her Fortune , so will I Her Honor. Hark you , Sir. Trum. s.

Why you speak , Sir , like a Vertuous Noble Gentleman , and do just as I should do my self in the same case ; it is �

Aur.

'T was I upon my credit in a Veil ; to Trum. jun. I 'l tell , if you please , all that you said , when you had read the Letter . But d' you hear , Mr. Truman , do not you believe now that I had a design to lie with you ( if you had consented to my coming at mid-night ) for upon my faith I had not , bud did it purely to try upon what terms your two Romantique Loves stood .

Cut.

Ha , ha , ha ! but your Farce was not right me-thinks at the end .

Pun.

Why how , pray ?

Cut.

Why there should ha' been a Beating , a lusty Cudgeling to make it come off smartly with a twang at the tail .

Wor.

Say you so ? h 'as got a set of damnable brawny Servingmen .

Cut.

At least Iohn Pudding here should ha' been basted .

Wor.

A curse upon him , he sav'd himself like a Rat behind the Hangings .

Trum. j. O Lucia , how shall I beg thy pardon For my unjust suspitions of thy Virtue ? Can you forgive a very Repentant sinner ? VVill a whole life of Penitence absolve me ? Trum. s.

'T is enough , good noble Colonel , I 'm satisfi'd ; Come , Dick , I see 't was Heavens will , and she 's a very worthy virtuous Gentlewoman ; I 'm old and testy , but 't is quickly over ; my blessing upon you both .

Cut.

VVhy so , all 's well of all sides then ; let me see , here 's a brave Coupling day , onely poor VVorm must lead a Monkish life of 't .

Aur :

I 'l have a VVife for him too , if you will , fine Mrs. Iane within ; I 'le undertake for her , I ha' set her a gog aside . to day for a husband , the first comer has her sure .

Wor.

I , but what Portion has she , Mrs. Puny ? for we Captains o' the King's side ha' no need o' VVives with nothing .

Aur.

VVhy Lozenges , and Half-moons , and a pair of Silver-lac'd Shoes ; but that Tropes lost to you ; well , we 'l see among us what may be done for her .

Ioll.

Come , let 's go in to Supper ; there never was such a day of Intrigues as this in one Family . If my true Brother had come in at last too after his being five years dead , 't would ha' been a very Play.

Exeunt .
FINIS .
EPILOGUE , Spoken by CUTTER . ME-thinks a Vision bids me silence break , Without his Peruique . And some words to this Congregation speak , So great and gay a one I ne'er did meet At the Monarch's Court in Coleman-street . But yet I wonder much not to espy a Brother in all this Court call'd Zephaniah . Bless me ! where are we ? What may this place be ? For I begin by Vision now to see That this is a meer Theater ; well then , If 't be e'en so , I 'l Cutter be again . Puts on his Peruique . Not Cutter the pretended Cavaleer , For to confess ingenuously here To you who always of that Party were , I never was of any ; up and down I rowld , a very Rakehell of this Town . But now my Follies and my Faults are ended , My Fortune and my Mind are both amended , And if we may believe one who has fail'd before , Our Author says He 'l mend , that is , He 'l write no more .
EPILOGUE , At Court. THe Madness of your People , and the Rage , You 've seen too long upon the Publique Stage , 'T is time at last ( great Sir ) 't is time to see Their Tragique Follies brought to Comedy . If any blame the Lowness of our Scene , We humbly think some Persons there have been On the Worlds Theatre not long ago , Much more too High , than here they are too Low. And well we know that Comedy of old , Did her Plebeian rank with so much Honour hold , That it appear'd not then too Base or Light , For the Great Scipio's Conquering hand to Write . How e're , if such mean Persons seem too rude , When into Royal presence they intrude , Yet we shall hope a pardon to receive From you , a Prince so practis'd to forgive ; A Prince , who with th' applause of Earth and Heaven , The rudeness of the Vulgar has Forgiven . FINIS .