Actus
primus
,
Scena
primas
.
Enter
at
one
doore
Sir
Iohn
Wood-hamore
,
and
Master
Goldsworth
,
at
the
other
M.
Gerard
,
and
Master
Yongrave
.
Golds.
I
Heard
your
Neece
,
Sir
,
was
not
well
,
you
should
incourage
her
to
take
the
aire
some
times
.
Woo.
Indeed
shee
's
somewhat
melancholy
,
and
keepes
Her
chamber
:
Gol.
'T
may
prove
inconvenient
for
Her
health
,
does
she
not
languish
for
a
husband
?
Take
heed
o
th'
greene
disease
.
Woo.
I
'le
finde
a
cure
,
If
that
will
doe
't
;
your
daughters
are
not
yet
Dispos'd
of
?
Gol.
No
,
but
we
have
clients
daily
That
visit
their
affections
;
and
while
We
are
speaking
,
here
is
one
.
Woo.
Ha
,
which
of
them
?
I
hope
not
Master
Yongrave
.
Hee
would
engage
his
service
to
my
Neece
,
I
shall
not
thinke
him
worthy
,
if
he
have
Two
Hares
afoot
.
Gol.
He
is
a
stranger
to
me
,
But
Master
Gerard
that
holds
conference
with
him
,
Maintaines
some
correspondence
with
my
daughters
:
Pray
let
's
observe
.
Ge.
Prethee
come
,
venter
in
.
Yon.
No
farther
,
you
have
obligation
,
Excuse
me
,
I
have
affaires
,
some
other
time
I
le
waite
on
you
.
Ge.
What
needes
this
ceremony
?
The
faire
ones
will
not
blast
you
.
Yon.
'T
were
a
sinne
,
To
thinke
their
beames
could
hurt
.
Ge.
Faith
,
I
could
wish
Thy
affection
not
ingag'd
,
there
's
so
much
beauty
And
goodnesse
in
this
paire
of
sisters
.
Yon.
Doe
not
Make
me
suspect
your
friendship
,
you
would
wish
Me
miserable
,
not
that
I
dispute
Their
merit
,
but
I
must
not
yeeld
to
that
Will
bring
my
faith
and
honour
into
question
;
I
have
a
Mistris
,
be
you
happy
Sir
in
yours
.
Woo.
I
like
this
well
,
le
ts
interrupt
e'm
;
Good
fortune
Master
Yongrave
.
Yon.
You
are
Sir
,
Most
opportunely
met
.
Gol.
Kinde
Master
Gerard
.
Yon.
I
had
a
present
resolution
,
To
visit
you
at
home
,
and
your
faire
kins-woman
.
Ge.
I
shall
be
bold
.
Gol.
Pray
enter
.
Woo.
Wee
'l
together
:
I
take
my
leave
.
Go.
I
am
your
humble
servant
,
Woo.
Come
Master
Yongrave
.
Exuent
.
Go.
This
Gerard
is
a
Gentleman
of
handsome
parts
,
And
they
say
fortun'd
,
diligent
in
's
courtship
:
But
it
concernes
me
to
be
carefull
in
Disposing
of
my
children
.
Enter
Servant
.
Ser.
Sir
Gervace
Simple
Sir
,
is
newly
entred
,
Gol.
His
wisdome
must
be
welcome
:
there
's
a
Knight
With
Lordships
,
but
no
mannors
,
one
that
has
But
newly
cast
his
country
skin
,
came
up
To
see
the
fashions
of
the
Towne
,
has
crept
Into
a
Knight-hood
which
he
paid
for
heartily
And
in
his
best
clothes
is
suspected
for
A
Gentleman
.
Enter
Sir
Ger.
Simple
,
and
his
man
Thumpe
.
Sim.
Thumpe
,
I
have
not
yet
the
face
to
speake
to
her
,
but
'T
is
no
matter
,
and
I
can
get
her
fathers
and
mothers
good
will
.
Thu.
You
have
her
mothers
already
.
Sim.
I
,
I
,
shee
's
a
Matron
as
they
say
,
I
came
over
her
with
My
Knight-hood
,
and
begot
a
consent
upon
her
quickly
:
I
Perceive
't
is
an
advantage
for
a
man
to
weare
spurres
,
The
rowell
of
Knight-hood
does
gingle
in
the
eare
of
their
Vnderstanding
.
Thu.
I
doe
wonder
Sir
,
that
you
speake
so
well
now
,
and
Want
the
audacity
as
they
say
to
talke
to
your
Mistresse
.
Sim.
So
do
I
too
,
but
I
cannot
help
it
:
I
was
a
Gentleman
Thou
knowest
but
tother
day
.
I
have
yet
but
a
few
Complements
,
within
a
while
I
shall
get
more
impudence
And
then
have
at
her
.
Thu.
The
father
.
Sim.
Pray
heaven
you
may
be
sav'd
,
Sir
.
Go.
Y'
are
charitable
.
Sim.
I
am
come
Sir
to
doe
my
businesse
.
Go.
How
Sir
?
Sim.
You
may
imagine
as
they
say
,
and
so
forth
your
Daughter
is
a
very
fine
Gentlewoman
,
and
may
in
due
time
be
a
Lady
,
For
I
doe
love
her
by
this
Mullet
,
there
's
a
touch
of
my
Heraldry
.
Gol.
Have
you
acquainted
her
,
How
much
you
meane
to
honour
us
,
how
farre
Have
you
engaged
her
liking
?
Sim.
Nay
,
I
n'er
spoke
to
her
in
my
life
,
nor
do
not
meane
in
hast
.
Gol.
How
Sir
?
Sim.
Not
in
hast
Sir
,
't
were
no
good
manners
to
speake
hastily
to
a
Gentlewoman
,
to
talke
post
(
as
they
say
)
to
his
Mistresse
;
I
am
resolv'd
to
have
your
consent
first
,
and
then
.
Gol.
It
argues
your
discretion
;
Sim.
I
think
so
,
some
wiser
than
some
,
faith
how
doe
y'like
my
face
.
Gol.
I
have
seene
worse
in
a
beard
,
Sim.
Oh
,
ho
,
I
tooke
my
choise
of
forty
,
this
morning
.
Gol.
Did
you
so
?
Sim.
My
man
knowes
I
broke
a
Looking
.
glasse
into
forty
pieces
,
I
am
sure
,
and
this
was
the
best
face
I
could
finde
among
'Em
all
,
look
in
my
forehead
,
hast
any
skill
in
Palmistry
?
Gol.
Not
I
,
Sir
.
Sim.
But
this
is
nothing
to
the
purpose
(
as
they
say
,
)
Where
is
my
beautifull
Mistresse
,
your
Daughter
?
Gol.
Which
of
e'm
?
Sim.
No
matter
which
.
Gol.
They
are
both
within
.
Sim.
Oh
,
't
is
well
,
I
will
not
speake
with
her
,
I
told
you
Before
,
but
I
hope
I
shall
have
your
good
Will
.
Gol.
You
meane
to
marry
her
.
Sim.
My
Chaplaine
shall
.
Gol.
You
are
witty
;
I
hope
Sir
,
you
will
give
me
leave
(
as
They
say
)
to
deliberate
,
for
after
your
example
,
I
would
Doe
nothing
rashly
,
I
will
not
give
you
my
consent
in
Hast
Sir
.
Sim.
'T
is
wisdome
,
I
can
tarry
,
't
is
fit
I
should
,
commend
Me
to
the
Virgin
.
As
he
goes
forth
he
meetes
Mistris
Goldsworth
.
Mis.
What
,
leaving
us
already
,
noble
Sir
?
Why
husband
,
what
doe
y'meane
?
no
more
respect
To
a
man
honorable
?
y'
are
not
going
Sir
?
Sim.
Yes
faith
,
I
love
to
be
going
,
I
cannot
abide
to
stand
Still
,
Thumpe
,
take
off
my
cloake
;
does
my
Rapier
become
Me
?
Thu.
Excellent
well
.
Sim.
This
't
is
to
be
a
compleat
Gentleman
,
what
a
coxcombe
was
I
before
I
came
to
towne
,
the
countrey
breeds
so
many
Clownes
;
dost
thinke
my
tenants
will
know
mee
now
I
am
disguised
Go.
But
what
assurance
can
he
give
me
,
wife
,
That
he
is
able
to
get
children
?
For
that
's
a
thing
materiall
;
I
would
not
Willingly
sacrifice
my
daughter
to
An
Eunuch
,
and
such
a
one
may
that
Knight
be
,
For
ought
I
know
.
Mis.
What
doe
you
talke
of
children
?
Is
he
not
honorable
,
a
proper
Knight
?
Sim.
She
does
commend
mee
;
doe
not
put
on
my
cloke
yet
,
let
her
survey
my
person
.
Mis.
Shall
not
our
daughter
be
a
Lady
,
and
I
a
Ladies
mother
?
And
the
Heralds
know
That
is
some
priviledge
;
you
have
seene
many
Eunuches
With
a
blacke
beard
;
he
is
a
man
I
warrant
him
,
He
has
the
right
haire
,
Husband
,
for
a
woman
,
I
know
it
by
experience
:
tell
not
me
,
Suppose
he
were
an
Eunuch
,
he
I
say
Is
honorable
,
and
any body
can
get
children
,
That
's
the
least
thing
of
a
hundred
And
the
woman
be
but
fruitfull
.
Sim.
Now
I
le
take
my
leave
.
Mis.
Wil
't
please
you
Sir
,
to
walke
in
,
and
speake
to
my
daughter
?
Sim.
No
,
I
thinke
it
not
the
best
way
to
speake
to
her
,
as
I
said
,
In
hast
,
what
if
I
had
an
inventory
of
my
good
parts
First
drawne
to
prepare
her
.
Gol.
And
his
father
had
not
left
him
more
land
than
braine
,
His
worship
had
beene
but
a
poore
foole
.
Sim.
Well
,
if
she
understand
signes
,
have
at
her
.
Mis.
Come
,
I
will
direct
you
.
Exeunt
.
Gol.
My
wife
is
passionate
and
affects
this
Knight
For
's
title
,
but
I
hope
my
daughter
will
Enter
Servant
.
Submit
to
my
election
:
how
now
:
Ser.
Here
is
a
Gentleman
desires
accesse
to
you
.
Gol.
A
Gentleman
?
Ser.
He
may
be
a
Lord
by
his
traine
,
A
Page
waites
on
him
.
Gol.
Some
fresh
Inamorato
.
Enter
Caperwit
,
and
his
Page
.
Cap.
Save
you
Sir
.
Gol.
And
you
Sir
.
Cap.
You
doe
not
know
me
?
Gol.
Not
I
Sir
.
Cap.
'T
is
very
likely
:
you
have
a
daughter
.
Gol.
I
have
two
:
Cap.
Two
?
the
better
,
there
is
more
choise
,
They
want
husbands
.
Gol.
'T
will
become
my
care
to
provide
'm
good
ones
.
Cap.
You
say
well
,
what
doe
y'
thinke
of
me
?
Gol.
I
know
you
not
.
Cap.
You
told
me
that
afore
:
may
I
see
'm
?
Gol.
They
are
not
to
be
let
out
Sir
by
lease
,
Or
yeerely
rent
.
Cap.
You
mistake
me
;
I
come
not
for
a
lodging
.
Gol.
Nor
to
lye
with
them
?
Cap.
I
come
to
take
'm
Sir
,
another
way
:
What
portions
have
they
?
Go.
You
should
be
a
purse-taker
,
by
your
enquirie
After
their
mony
,
they
have
a
round
portion
,
Sir
.
Cap.
What
's
that
?
Go.
A
cipher
.
Cap.
How
?
Go.
Nothing
.
I
hope
you
have
no
mind
to
marry
.
Cap.
Ex
nihilo
nihil
fit
.
I
came
to
offer
my selfe
a
Servant
in
affection
to
one
of
your
daughters
,
but
Nothing
has
converted
me
.
Go.
Doe
y'heare
Sir
,
a
fine
humorist
:
if
they
marry
with
My
consent
,
I
can
make
figures
,
which
added
to
Their
ciphers
,
may
make
up
2000
pound
apiece
:
what
Is
your
name
?
Cap.
My
name
is
Caperwit
.
Go.
Y
'ave
a
dancing
Name
,
I
doe
not
thinke
,
but
you
Write
all
the
Coranto's
.
Ca.
Wit
!
wit
by
Mercury
!
I
shall
loue
thy
daughters
the
Better
for
that
:
doe
they
affect
Poetry
?
Go.
They
reade
nothing
else
.
Ca.
Then
they
are
wise
;
't
is
a
Seraphicke
contemplation
;
I
'le
furnish
them
with
the
most
excellent
Poems
—
Go.
Of
your
owne
composition
?
Ca.
That
is
intimated
,
when
I
say
excellent
;
Your
daughters
shall
be
judge
,
let
'm
vouchsafe
A
subject
to
my
muse
,
and
prove
the
height
Of
my
imaginations
.
Go.
They
are
entring
.
Enter
Gerard
,
Chrisolina
,
Aurelia
.
Cap.
Thus
breakes
Aurora
from
the
Easterne
hills
,
And
chaseth
night
away
,
let
me
salute
Your
rosie
cheeke
—
Ch.
Good
morrow
to
you
Sir
,
there
is
but
one
Aurora
,
What
doe
y'
make
my
Sister
pray
?
Cap,
She
is
the
Sun
it selfe
.
Au.
No
Sir
,
I
am
the
daughter
of
that
Gentleman
,
No
sunne
I
le
assure
you
.
Ca.
Whose
golden
beames
doe
gild
this
lower
world
,
Transfixing
hearts
,
converting
ribs
of
ice
Into
a
flame
.
Ge.
What
buffonry
is
this
?
Ch.
Le
ts
heare
his
speech
out
,
and
my
Sister
be
the
Sunne
,
Wee
shall
have
day
enough
:
a
pretty
Pageant
!
Au.
Prethee
doe
not
minde
him
.
Cap.
Virgins
,
that
equall
all
the
graces
,
and
Only
in
this
,
that
you
are
two
,
beneath
them
.
The
miracles
of
beauty
!
for
whose
eyes
The
Persians
might
forsake
their
god
,
and
pay
Religious
honour
to
this
flame
—
what
's
he
?
Go.
A
Gentleman
,
that
would
endeare
himselfe
.
Cap.
Has
he
any
fancies
in
him
?
Can
he
ravish
The
Ladies
?
Go.
Ravish
Ladies
Sir
?
that
's
a
dangerous
matter
.
Ca.
How
many
raptures
does
he
talke
a
day
?
Is
he
transported
with
Poeticke
rage
?
When
was
he
stil'd
Imperiall
wit
?
who
are
The
Prince
Electors
in
his
Monarchy
?
Can
he
like
Celtick
Hercules
,
with
chaines
Of
his
divine
tongue
,
draw
the
gallant
tribe
Through
every
streete
,
whilst
the
grave
senator
Points
at
him
;
as
he
walkes
in
triumph
,
and
Doth
wish
,
with
halfe
his
wealth
,
he
might
be
young
,
To
spend
it
all
in
Sack
,
to
heare
him
talke
Eternall
Sonnets
to
his
Mistris
?
ha
?
Who
loves
not
verse
is
damn'd
—
Go.
How
Sir
?
This
Gentleman
dares
fight
.
Cap.
Who
will
fight
with
him
?
Go.
You
doe
not
know
his
disposition
.
Cap.
But
I
will
,
Sir
;
I
have
a
great
ambition
to
be
of
your
acquaintance
,
I
hope
you
will
excuse
these
fancies
of
mine
,
though
I
were
borne
a
Poet
I
will
study
to
be
your
servant
in
Prose
,
yet
if
now
and
then
my
braines
doe
sparkle
,
I
cannot
helpe
it
,
raptures
will
out
,
my
Motto
is
Quicquid
conabor
,
the
midwife
wrapt
my
head
up
in
a
sheet
of
Sir
Philip
Sidney
that
inspired
me
,
and
my
nurse
descended
from
old
Chaucer
,
my
conversation
has
beene
among
the
furies
,
and
if
I
meete
you
in
Apollo
,
a
pottle
of
the
best
Ambrosia
in
the
house
,
shall
waite
upon
you
.
Enter
Sir
Gervase
Simple
,
and
Mistris
Goldsworth
.
Mis.
They
are
here
Sir
,
at
full
view
.
Cap.
What
's
he
?
Mis.
A
Knight
I
le
assure
you
.
Cap.
Does
he
come
A
wooing
to
the
Ladies
?
Gol.
After
the
Spanish
fashion
—
A farre
off
.
Mis.
Daughter
,
I
must
counsell
you
to
respect
This
honorable
man
,
you
doe
not
know
What
't
is
to
be
a
Lady
,
and
take
place
,
Such
titles
come
not
every
day
,
observe
With
what
a
comely
garbe
he
walkes
,
and
how
He
bends
his
subtle
body
,
take
him
a
my
word
,
A
man
of
his
complection
loves
a
woman
naturally
.
Cap.
A
pretty
motion
.
Mis.
Pray
come
neerer
Sir
.
Sim.
You
shall
pardon
me
for
that
,
I
know
My
distance
.
Cap.
Will
he
not
speake
to
her
?
Gol.
You
should
doe
well
to
furnish
him
with
an
oration
,
a
spoonefull
of
Aganippe's
well
,
and
a
little
of
your
Salt
,
would
season
,
if
not
pickle
him
.
Cap.
Should
I
so
wast
the
bright
Minerva's
dew
,
to
pickle
a
Mushrome
?
Sim.
Thumpe
,
she
lookes
upon
me
,
to
say
truth
,
I
am
but
a
bashfull
puppy
.
Thu.
Your
worship
is
more
than
a
puppy
.
Sim.
I
,
I
know
I
am
an
old
dog
at
her
mother
,
but
and
I
should
be
hang'd
,
I
have
not
impudence
enough
to
speak
to
her
:
does
not
that
Gentleman
laugh
at
mee
?
Thu.
He
is
very
merry
with
her
father
.
Sim.
'T
is
very
suspitious
,
would
I
had
a
good
jest
to
get
of
withall
.
Au.
You
shall
command
the
duty
of
a
daughter
,
But
I
hope
mother
,
you
will
give
me
leave
To
love
before
I
marry
I
have
yet
No
argument
of
his
affection
,
But
what
you
please
to
bring
me
it
becomes
not
My
modesty
to
court
him
,
and
give
up
My
heart
before
I
heare
him
say
,
he
meanes
To
meete
and
entertaine
it
.
Mis.
'T
is
a
fault
,
and
I
must
blame
him
,
that
he
is
no
forwarder
.
Ca.
I
will
accuse
him
—
Gol.
Doe
so
.
Au.
Love
,
forgive
me
this
excuse
,
my
heart
is
fixt
,
I
finde
another
written
here
.
Ca.
I
doe
salute
you
,
venerable
Sir
.
Sim.
You
may
salute
me
at
your
pleasures
,
but
you
are
mistaken
,
I
am
no
more
venerable
than
your selfe
;
my
name
is
Sir
Gervace
Simple
.
Thu.
And
I
am
one
of
his
Gentleman
Vshers
,
Sir
,
that
follow
him
.
Ca.
Heroick
Sir
,
I
doe
adore
your
physnomy
.
Now
by
the
dust
of
my
Progenitors
—
Sim.
There
's
a
fine
oath
!
Ca.
You
looke
like
the
Nine
Worthies
.
Sim.
I
have
been
taken
for
'em
a
hundred
times
.
Cap.
Fairer
than
Plutos
selfe
king
of
the
shades
.
Sim.
That
King
was
a
poore
kinsman
of
mine
,
and
indeed
Wee
had
one
complexion
.
Ca.
The
Divell
you
had
?
Sim.
Sir
,
I
am
sorry
,
I
cannot
stay
wi'y
,
but
pray
if
you
meete
any
of
the
nine
Worthies
,
or
my
Cosen
Pluto
,
commend
me
to
'em
,
I
shall
be
glad
to
meete
you
,
or
them
,
at
any
Taverne
,
betweene
Cheape
and
Charingcrosse
,
and
so
I
remaine
yours
,
or
not
his
owne
,
sau's
complement
.
Mis.
When
will
you
please
Sir
Gervace
,
to
visit
us
agen
?
Nay
,
it
shall
be
yours
.
He
complements
,
Exeunt
.
Sim.
Now
my
foot
's
in
.
Ca.
But
that
I
see
't
,
I
should
not
have
beleeved
there
were
such
a
foole
in
nature
.
Ge.
In
this
variety
of
servants
,
I
Acknowledge
you
greatly
honour
me
,
and
in
the
presence
Of
both
your
parents
to
vouchsafe
this
favour
,
Doubly
obliges
me
.
Ch.
You
are
most
welcome
.
Au.
You
may
beleeve
my
sister
,
she
n'er
speakes
But
by
direction
of
her
heart
.
Ger.
I
am
confident
,
Nor
hath
she
any
vertue
,
which
you
doe
not
Divide
with
her
;
your
twins
in
birth
and
goodnesse
!
Au.
Y'
are
bountifull
in
character
.
Gol.
I
le
not
oppose
you
Sir
,
and
you
can
winne
their
opinion
.
Cap.
'T
is
enough
,
I
shall
be
proud
to
serve
you
;
But
at
this
present
,
with
your
noble
licence
,
I
take
my
leave
,
there
is
a
Lord
expects
To
meete
me
at
a
Taverne
,
that
has
come
Fourescore
and
nineteene
mile
,
to
heare
an
elegy
of
My
composition
Gol.
He
deserves
to
enjoy
you
.
Cap.
I
le
attend
the
Ladies
,
when
my
starres
will
be
more
propitious
,
i
th'
interim
wearing
your
beautifull
figures
in
my
heart
,
I
kisse
your
white
hand
—
Exit
.
Ger.
I
thinke
the
stocke
of
his
discourse
be
wasted
,
And
he
returnes
to
take
up
more
on
's
credit
,
Vntill
he
breake
agen
,
the
Towne
is
full
Of
these
vaineglorious
flashes
.
Gol.
Chrisolina
,
You
see
what
store
of
servants
yee
attract
,
Plenty
of
louers
but
I
hope
you
will
Be
ruld
,
and
take
my
counsell
:
which
of
all
And
be
plaine
wi'mee
,
hold
you
best
opinion
of
?
Ch.
You
will
not
Sir
,
be
angry
,
if
I
answer
you
justly
.
Gol.
No
no
,
tell
me
.
Ch.
I
confesse
,
I
now
doe
feele
the
power
of
love
,
untill
That
Gentleman
—
Gol.
Which
,
which
Gentleman
?
Ch.
By
his
faire
merit
,
won
my
hearts
consent
,
I
had
my
freedome
.
Gol.
Master
Gerard
?
Ch.
The
same
,
oh
Sir
,
there
's
no
comparison
With
him
and
those
that
proffer
us
their
service
:
Sir
Gervace
is
but
title
,
tother
noise
,
Empty
of
all
reality
and
worth
,
There
is
my
choise
,
more
pretious
to
my
thoughts
,
Pointing
to
Ger.
Than
all
mankind
without
him
,
and
I
hope
You
will
be
kind
in
your
allowance
Sir
.
Gol.
You
might
have
us'd
lesse
haste
in
your
election
,
Or
first
acquainted
me
,
you
shall
doe
well
To
keepe
possession
of
your
heart
awhile
;
But
I
le
consider
;
send
your
sister
to
me
:
What
say
you
daughter
to
Sir
Gervace
?
Au.
Nothing
,
as
much
as
he
hath
said
to
me
.
I
affect
worth
,
not
shew
;
and
in
my
choise
I
hope
your
judgement
Sir
will
meete
.
Gol.
I
like
this
well
,
be
obedient
.
Au.
What
thinke
you
Sir
,
of
Master
Gerard
?
Gol.
You
doe
not
love
him
?
Au.
I
should
then
bely
My
heart
when
I
deny
him
my
best
love
,
He
needes
not
boast
his
worth
,
like
those
whom
Nature
And
Art
have
left
unfurnish'd
,
hee
's
a
man
For
birth
,
for
education
,
for
his
fortune
,
Worthy
a
nobler
wife
,
than
shee
that
now
Commends
him
to
you
.
Gol.
Would
you
marry
him
?
Au.
I
know
not
that
man
in
the
world
beside
,
I
would
call
husband
,
in
my
soule
I
am
Already
his
,
and
if
you
will
not
be
Held
cruell
to
your
daughter
—
Gol.
How
's
this
?
Both
in
love
with
the
same
man
?
my
care
will
be
To
a
great
purpose
,
this
is
very
strange
;
Send
your
sister
to
me
;
come
hither
,
come
hither
,
You
are
not
yet
contracted
to
that
Gentleman
.
Ch
No
such
thing
has
past
.
Go.
But
you
are
content
to
take
him
for
your
bridegroome
,
I
meane
Master
Gerard
.
Ch.
And
call
it
happinesse
;
Go.
Your
mother
calls
:
so
,
so
,
doe
you
heare
?
Aurelia
,
doe
you
love
that
Gentleman
?
Au.
Yes
.
Gol.
Very
good
,
when
your
wedding
clothes
come
home
,
pray
give
me
leave
to
pay
for
'em
,
and
the
dinner
too
.
I
say
nothing
of
a
portion
,
goe
after
your
sister
:
hum
,
this
is
very
pretty
,
faith
,
let
me
be
bold
to
aske
you
a
question
Sir
.
Ger.
My
answer
shall
be
just
,
and
free
.
Gol.
Which
of
my
daughters
doe
you
love
best
?
As
y'
are
a
Gentleman
the
truth
,
if
you
affect
either
,
it
Is
quickly
answered
.
Ge.
The
truth
is
,
as
you
aske
,
I
love
neither
.
Gol.
How
,
doe
you
love
none
of
'em
both
,
they
are
very
well
rewarded
.
Ge.
Love
neither
of
them
best
,
they
are
so
equall
in
beauty
,
and
desert
,
by
both
I
sweare
,
I
cannot
preferre
any
.
Gol.
You
'd
not
have
two
wives
against
the
Statute
?
Ge.
When
I
have
the
happinesse
to
speak
with
one
alone
,
There
's
so
much
sweetnesse
in
her
,
such
a
troope
Of
graces
waiting
on
her
words
and
actions
,
I
love
her
infinitely
,
and
thinke
it
blessing
To
see
her
smile
,
but
when
the
tother
comes
In
presence
,
in
her
eie
she
brings
a
charme
To
make
me
dote
on
her
;
I
am
divided
,
And
like
the
trembling
Needle
of
a
Dyall
,
My
heart
's
afraid
to
fixe
,
in
such
a
plenty
I
have
no
starre
to
sayle
by
.
Gol.
This
is
stranger
.
Than
all
the
rest
,
but
doe
you
love
e'm
both
?
Ger.
I
dare
not
call
it
my
misfortune
Sir
,
And
yet
I
know
not
.
—
Gol.
What
will
become
o'th
is
?
I'
st
possible
?
My
daughter
will
be
mad
if
this
humor
Hold
,
and
I
am
little
better
while
I
thinke
on
't
:
I
le
to
e'm
agen
.
Exit
.
Ger.
On
whom
shall
I
complaine
for
my
hard
fate
?
Love
is
not
innocent
enough
to
bee
A
child
,
yet
Poets
give
him
Deity
,
Fond
men
!
prove
it
in
me
,
thou
quiverd
Boy
,
That
love
with
equall
flame
two
Mistresses
,
I
will
beleeve
thee
a
god
,
and
kisse
thy
dart
,
Furnish
my
bosome
with
another
heart
.
Exit
.
Actus
Secundus
.
Enter
Sir
Iohn
Woodhamore
,
Master
Yongrave
.
Woodhamore
.
I
Am
her
Keeper
;
expect
here
a
while
,
And
I
le
prepare
her
.
Exit
.
Yon.
I
le
attend
;
poore
Gentlewoman
,
Borne
with
more
freedome
than
thou
livest
,
thy
parents
Left
thee
not
rich
to
be
a
prisoner
,
Nay
worse
,
a
prey
to
this
hard
man
,
who
hath
Sold
thee
already
,
for
if
I
obtaine
Thy
love
—
I
heare
e'm
comming
.
Enter
Eugenia
.
Woodham
.
Wood.
Gentle
Neece
,
Misconster
not
my
actions
,
't
is
my
care
Of
thee
,
and
to
satisfie
the
duty
I
owe
to
my
dead
Brother
,
thy
kinde
parent
:
I
thus
restraine
thee
,
thou
art
young
,
and
canst
not
.
Being
so
good
thy selfe
,
suspect
the
world
Hath
any
false
men
in
't
;
I
know
there
are
Gallants
,
that
study
to
undoe
such
Virgins
As
thou
art
,
that
will
flatter
and
betray
Thy
fortunes
to
their
riot
,
this
unhappinesse
I
would
prevent
,
and
have
new
found
a
man
,
Into
whose
armes
I
may
deliver
up
The
wealth
that
I
am
trusted
with
.
Eug.
Hee
's
welcome
:
Pray
what
's
your
businesse
?
Yon.
You
may
understand
,
partly
by
what
your
Vncle
hath
delivered
.
Eug.
You
come
a wooing
doe
ye
not
?
Heigho
!
Yon.
How
's
this
?
Woo.
I
'le
leave
you
at
opportunity
.
Exit
.
Eug.
Troth
,
if
you
be
a
good
man
,
bee
not
tedious
,
I
doe
not
love
set
speeches
nor
long
praises
,
I
hope
y
'ave
made
no
verses
o'
my
haire
,
Acrosticks
o'
my
name
,
I
hate
them
worse
Than
witchcraft
,
or
the
place
I
live
in
:
if
You
be
a
sutor
,
put
me
out
of
my
paine
,
Quickly
I
beseech
you
.
Yon.
I
am
one
would
be
your
servant
.
Eug.
My
servant
?
what
can
you
doe
?
Yon.
I
can
love
you
.
Eug.
I
cannot
helpe
it
,
't
is
none
of
my
fault
.
Yon.
Your
beauty
makes
me
,
Which
cannot
bee
without
as
faire
a
soule
.
I
dare
beleeve
my
eyes
,
which
till
this
present
,
Could
never
reach
more
than
your
face
,
and
that
At
too
unkind
a
distance
,
from
your
window
;
I
have
enquired
your
fortune
,
and
lamenting
With
loving
pitty
,
such
a
noble
creature
Should
be
confind
to
narrow
limits
,
come
To
bring
you
freedome
,
make
you
mistresse
of
Your
liberty
,
and
my selfe
,
if
you
can
thinke
Me
worthy
of
your
love
:
I
doe
not
court
Your
fortune
,
but
your selfe
,
and
if
I
urge
With
too
much
haste
,
what
great
ones
might
be
proud
To
expect
,
after
much
sute
,
and
that
you
cannot
Finde
in
your
tongue
consent
,
encourage
me
,
But
for
the
present
with
one
smile
.
Eug.
I
cannot
,
Vnlesse
I
counterfeit
,
I
have
not
smil'd
These
ten
moneths
;
if
a
sigh
will
pleasure
you
,
I
can
afford
enough
to
breake
your
heart
,
And
yet
I
live
.
Walke
into
the
other
roome
,
You
'l
find
an
alteration
in
the
ayre
,
And
thinke
you
come
into
a
mist
,
which
I
Made
all
with
my
owne
sighes
,
but
I
would
not
Infect
you
so
;
you
seeme
an
honest
Gentleman
.
Yon.
Her
sorrowes
helpe
the
growth
of
my
affection
;
What
will
she
be
in
peace
,
that
is
so
lovely
In
her
distresse
;
I
wish
you
would
impose
Something
on
me
,
to
settle
your
sad
thoughts
,
I
would
imbrace
a
danger
,
to
assure
The
quiet
of
your
minde
.
Eug.
'T
is
in
the
power
Of
one
,
that
would
be
kinde
to
helpe
me
,
but
—
Yon.
Make
me
that
friend
.
Eug.
You
may
love
me
too
much
,
To
undertake
that
taske
.
Yon.
Too
much
I
cannot
.
Eug.
Oh
yes
,
for
though
I
should
esteeme
him
deare
,
And
call
him
my
true
friend
,
that
in
this
storme
Would
lend
a
cord
to
save
me
,
yet
such
is
The
misery
of
the
imployment
,
he
must
not
Love
me
too
well
that
does
it
.
Yon.
Bee
more
plaine
And
let
mee
never
hope
to
be
cald
yours
,
If
I
refuse
any
command
,
that
may
Or
profit
,
or
delight
you
.
Eug.
I
release
these
hasty
Protestations
.
Yon.
I
pray
trust
me
.
Eug.
I
will
,
although
Every
syllable
you
speake
,
makes
me
suspect
,
You
will
repent
this
freedome
.
If
you
will
doe
A
gratefull
Office
to
me
,
in
your
person
,
Give
this
paper
to
a
Gentleman
.
gives
him
a
letter
.
Yon.
Your
name
?
Eug.
In
the
direction
You
'l
find
it
,
with
all
necessary
circumstance
To
meet
with
him
Yon.
This
all
:
you
doe
not
well
.
To
mocke
my
honest
heart
with
this
cheape
service
.
I
was
in
earnest
,
when
I
promisd
more
,
Than
carriage
of
a
letter
.
Eug.
If
you
please
To
make
it
then
a
perfect
act
of
Noblenesse
,
You
may
take
notice
,
that
I
long
have
loved
him
,
And
if
you
finde
him
cold
,
in
the
perusall
:
Tell
him
I
had
the
promise
of
his
faith
,
When
I
gave
up
my
heart
,
i'
th
presence
of
A
thousand
Angels
,
that
will
witnesse
it
:
If
yet
hee
bee
not
soft
to
stirre
up
his
Compassion
,
tell
him
how
I
live
,
and
languish
,
You
may
report
you
saw
mee
weepe
,
I
have
not
Much
more
to
say
,
if
you
will
doe
this
favour
,
T
will
be
an
argument
of
your
respect
,
I
see
your
resolution
cooles
already
.
Yon.
T
is
a
severe
imployment
,
but
I
le
doe
Something
,
pray
honour
mee
to
kisse
your
hand
,
I
have
not
yet
deserv'd
to
reach
your
lippe
:
Content
dwell
in
your
bosome
.
Enter
Woodhamore
.
Wood.
What
successe
?
Yon.
I
hope
well
,
some
affaires
Call
mee
away
.
Exit
.
Wood.
Good
Master
Yongrave
:
how
doe
you
like
this
Gentleman
.
Eug.
I
shall
desire
to
see
him
agen
,
my
heart
Is
light
upon
sudden
,
please
you
Vncle
I
le
in
,
and
play
a
lesson
o'
my
Lute
.
Exit
.
Wood.
Doe
what
you
please
,
I
rellish
not
your
ayre
,
That
's
onely
sweet
to
mee
that
profit
brings
,
There
is
no
musicke
without
golden
strings
.
Enter
Chrisolina
,
Aurelia
.
Ch.
Was
ever
Maid
so
miserable
in
her
affection
?
Au.
Is
not
my
fate
as
cruell
?
Cannot
wee
love
him
still
,
and
yet
bee
sisters
?
I
hope
we
may
;
the
love
I
beare
to
him
Shall
not
destroy
my
piety
to
you
:
Nature
hath
fram'd
us
two
in
person
,
but
wee
are
both
one
in
heart
.
Ch.
Indeed
we
are
;
Wee
are
too
much
one
,
And
both
love
one
too
much
,
for
either
to
enjoy
him
.
Au
Say
not
so
,
give
me
a
little
time
and
I
will
try
How
I
can
give
him
you
;
I
will
perswade
My
heart
to
let
him
goe
.
Ch.
Alas
poore
sister
,
Why
should
you
give
him
me
?
it
is
no
argument
;
Because
I
came
one
minute
into
life
Before
you
,
therefore
you
should
render
first
To
me
,
what
is
so
pretious
to
your selfe
;
Rather
let
me
begin
,
that
was
first
made
Acquainted
to
the
world
,
resigne
to
thee
,
And
make
thee
happy
by
enjoying
him
.
Au.
But
doe
you
know
the
miserable
consequence
?
For
if
you
love
him
with
that
truth
,
and
fervour
You
speake
of
,
(
as
it
were
a
sinne
in
me
Not
to
beleeve
it
,
)
can
you
looke
for
lesse
Than
death
,
to
see
mee
mistresse
of
his
faith
,
And
lead
in
nuptiall
triumph
to
the
Church
?
Ch.
I
cannot
tell
—
Au.
Or
if
it
did
not
kill
you
So
soone
,
I
know
the
sorrow
would
distract
you
.
How
can
I
smile
to
see
my
sister
weepe
,
Away
her
eyes
,
and
tell
the
jarring
minutes
With
hasty
sighes
to
know
her selfe
forsaken
?
Ch.
And
can
it
be
,
you
could
doe
lesse
,
that
love
him
As
well
as
I
,
to
see
him
made
my
husband
,
Would
it
not
make
you
melancholy
sister
,
And
ofte
retire
into
the
darke
to
weepe
,
Could
you
behold
us
freely
kisse
,
embrace
And
goe
to
bed
together
,
remembring
that
You
gave
this
friend
to
me
from
your
owne
Heart
,
and
live
?
Au.
Why
let
me
dye
then
,
Rather
than
you
,
I
shall
perhaps
obtaine
Some
charitable
Epitaph
,
to
tell
The
world
,
I
died
to
save
my
sisters
life
;
T
is
no
such
thing
to
dye
.
Ch.
This
is
agen
Our
misery
,
it
is
not
in
our
power
Be
resignation
,
to
assure
to
either
His
love
,
he
only
must
determine
it
,
Wee
cannot
guide
his
passion
.
Au.
Nor
himselfe
Direct
it
,
as
he
now
appeares
divided
,
May
be
,
it
would
be
fortunate
for
both
,
Would
he
be
more
particular
.
Ch.
That
makes
Our
flame
increase
,
that
he
protests
he
loves
Vs
both
,
so
equally
.
Au.
'T
is
very
strange
.
Ch.
Let
us
then
joyne
our
argument
to
perswade
him
,
To
point
out
one
of
us
to
be
his
Bride
,
Tother
in
time
,
may
hope
to
gaine
her
freedome
;
I
know
not
what
I
say
—
we
both
must
plead
Enter
Gerard
.
Against
our selves
:
see
,
he
is
come
already
.
Ge.
The
scales
are
even
still
,
that
one
had
lesse
Perfection
,
to
make
the
doubtfull
ballance
Give
difference
in
their
value
;
but
I
wrong
Their
vertues
to
wish
either
any
want
,
That
equally
incline
my
soule
to
love
'em
.
Iustice
I
now
consent
,
thou
shouldst
be
blinde
,
My
eyes
are
but
the
cause
I
cannot
see
,
And
will
not
give
my
judgement
leave
to
make
Distinction
of
these
two
Democritus
,
I
doe
allow
thy
rashnesse
,
ad
confesse
Then
thou
didst
rectifie
thy
contemplation
When
thou
didst
lose
thy
sight
.
Which
of
these
two
Instruct
me
love
,
that
tother
?
both
?
what
fate
Hovers
about
my
choice
?
Were
it
not
sinne
I
would
be
blind
,
as
Poets
fancie
love
,
Into
whom
now
I
am
transform'd
,
that
then
My
soule
not
looking
through
these
glasses
,
might
With
inward
speculation
ayme
at
her
,
That
is
the
happiest
,
if
one
can
be
so
.
Ch.
Sir
,
if
wee
be
not
troublesome
—
Ge.
You
cannot
.
Au.
To
interrupt
your
meditations
,
wee
have
a
sute
.
Ge.
Both
?
it
must
needes
be
granted
,
Ch.
Nor
let
us
suffer
in
our
modesties
,
If
our
request
seeme
strange
.
Ge.
T
is
a
command
,
And
I
must
needes
obey
;
you
two
divide
this
Empires
Ch.
You
prepare
;
we
dispute
not
The
strangenesse
of
your
love
,
but
pitty
it
,
And
are
so
ready
in
our
owne
affection
To
answer
your
opinion
of
us
both
,
That
if
you
can
collect
,
what
devide
On
two
,
and
place
it
fairely
upon
one
,
Choose
whom
you
will
make
happie
.
Au.
We
expect
not
Your
hasty
answer
,
though
wee
both
desire
A
swift
end
to
your
trouble
.
Ge.
I
pray
stay
.
Exit
.
I
would
determine
now
,
but
cannot
—
faire
ones
,
Was
ever
lover
so
perplext
?
I
must
resolve
.
Enter
Master
Thornay
.
Tho.
Why
how
now
Franke
?
what
melancholy
?
Ger.
How
came
you
hither
?
Tho.
Why
o'
my
feet
:
I
was
at
your
lodging
to
enquire
for
you
,
And
here
they
told
me
I
should
finde
you
.
Ge.
Yes
,
Here
I
am
lost
indeed
;
prethee
excuse
my
dulnesse
.
Tho.
What
's
the
matter
,
come
I
ghesse
The
cause
,
which
of
these
Gentlewomen
is
't
?
I
saw
'em
.
Ge.
Didst
?
and
how
dost
like
'em
prethee
?
Tho.
I
doe
like
'em
so
well
,
that
I
could
wish
—
Ge.
Which
,
which
of
them
?
Tho.
Faith
I
cannot
tell
,
the
worst
of
'em
both
a-bed
wi'
me
.
Ge.
Thy
wishes
are
Not
modest
:
couldst
thou
love
one
of
them
nobly
?
Ha
?
thou
hast
a
person
and
fortune
to
invite
thy
Entertainement
,
come
let
me
counsell
you
.
Tho.
To
what
?
Ge.
To
love
,
and
to
a
blessing
:
couldst
thou
see
So
sweet
a
paire
,
and
feele
no
burning
shaft
?
Hast
thou
a
soule
about
thee
,
that
is
capable
Of
knowledge
and
delight
?
didst
ever
love
?
Tho.
Yes
once
,
and
I
thinke
heartily
,
for
the
time
,
But
I
ha'
drowned
her
.
Ge.
How
?
Tho.
In
Sacke
,
I
thinke
as
gallants
lose
their
Mistresses
,
By
drinking
their
health
too
often
.
Ge.
Prethee
doe
not
trifle
.
Tho.
What
wouldst
have
me
answer
?
I
can
love
.
Ge.
A
woman
?
Tho.
What
dost
make
of
mee
?
Ge.
With
honour
?
Tho.
And
honesty
,
if
I
see
cause
.
Ge.
Enough
;
thou
shalt
have
cause
Within
two
minutes
,
shalt
but
see
agen
These
sisters
,
and
be
proud
to
be
a
servant
,
I
prophesie
already
;
oh
my
friend
!
Tho.
Pray
take
me
wi'
you
.
Ge.
Yes
,
thou
shalt
goe
with
me
And
speake
to
'em
,
and
be
amaz'd
as
I
am
,
To
know
there
are
such
creatures
.
Tho.
I
ha'
seene
a
multitude
of
faire
ones
.
Ge.
All
other
women
Are
but
like
pictures
in
a
gallery
,
Set
off
to
th'
eye
,
and
have
no
excellency
But
in
their
distance
;
but
these
two
,
farre
off
Shall
tempt
thee
to
just
wonder
,
and
drawne
neere
Can
satisfie
thy
narrowest
curiosity
:
The
stocke
of
woman
hath
not
two
more
left
,
To
rivall
them
in
graces
.
Tho.
You
speake
for
'em
,
I
may
goe
farther
,
and
fare
worse
,
—
.
I
le
not
Consider
more
on
't
,
le
ts
to
'em
,
stay
—
Which
of
these
two
's
your
mistresse
?
let
me
know
Where
to
direct
my
service
.
Ge.
That
question
Hath
puzled
mee
already
.
Tho.
Say
,
which
is
't
you
best
affect
?
Ge.
I
love
em
both
,
so
equally
,
I
know
not
which
to
name
.
Tho.
How
,
both
?
what
then
Should
I
doe
with
em
?
art
thou
mad
?
Ge.
A
little
,
Containe
thy selfe
,
and
call
thy
reason
to
thee
,
Although
it
be
the
cruelty
of
my
fate
,
I
can
be
no
barre
to
thee
;
I
can
enjoy
But
one
,
and
yet
thou
shalt
have
choice
Of
both
,
thou
art
not
thus
my
rivall
,
But
my
friend
,
reliefe
of
my
distraction
for
shee
Whom
thou
refusest
,
if
thou
canst
endeare
thy selfe
to
either
,
In
my
heart
shall
meet
a
cleere
and
perfect
entertainment
.
Tho.
Hum
.
Ger.
Canst
thou
resolve
?
winne
either
,
And
we
both
grow
happy
at
once
.
Tho.
You
say
well
,
this
is
faire
—
Ger.
They
are
here
.
Enter
Simple
and
M.
Golds.
at
one
doore
,
and
Thump
,
Chris
.
and
Aurel.
at
the
other
.
Mis.
With
your
favour
I
must
chide
you
Sir
,
not
once
speak
to
My
daughter
,
she
expects
to
be
courted
with
kisses
and
imbraces
.
Sim.
I
,
I
,
I
could
kisse
her
all
over
,
and
imbrace
her
too
,
but
I
have
an
imperfediment
,
I
cannot
speake
as
I
would
doe
;
but
let
mee
alone
a
little
,
I
le
try
,
let
me
see
,
and
I
hanot
forgot
my
verses
.
Mis.
Here
they
are
,
I
le
not
trouble
you
.
Exit
.
Ger.
I
will
leave
this
Gentleman
;
Hee
is
my
best
friend
Ladies
.
Ch.
You
oblige
us
more
to
respect
him
.
Ger.
I
hope
you
will
be
just
,
At
my
returne
,
when
I
declare
my selfe
.
Au.
Sir
,
you
sh'anot
need
to
urge
it
.
Ger.
I
am
your
honourer
.
Exit
.
Sim.
Now
Thump
,
I
am
resolv'd
to
speak
to
her
,
whatsoever
Come
on
't
;
hum
,
hum
.
Enter
Mr.
Goldsworth
.
Gol.
What
another
sutor
?
I
were
best
locke
up
my
daughters
,
they
'l
be
smothered
with
Gentlemen
:
Sir
Gervace
you
are
a
welcome
man
.
Sim.
You
shall
see
,
if
I
doe
not
speake
to
her
,
now
Now
,
and
to
the
purpose
,
in
spight
of
the
divell
.
Thump
Stroke
me
o'
th
back
.
He
plucks
Aur.
by
the
gowne
.
There
's
something
in
my
head
,
and
t'
were
out
.
Thu.
I
hope
you
doe
not
meane
your
braines
.
Sim.
Would
somebody
lov'd
me
,
but
as
well
,
as
I
loved
Somebody
.
Au.
Now
't
is
out
.
Sim.
La
you
there
,
I
thinke
I
talked
to
her
.
Gol.
But
in
my
opinion
you
were
quickly
daunted
.
Sim.
Was
I
so
?
well
marke
me
now
,
now
,
I
will
wincke
As
hard
as
I
can
,
and
then
I
'me
sure
she
cannot
put
me
out
.
Enter
Caperwit
.
Sim.
takes
Cap.
by
the
hand
.
Sim.
Beauty
—
Cap.
How
now
?
what
meanes
this
?
Sim.
Let
me
but
kisse
thy
hand
,
and
tell
How
much
I
love
thee
;
I
know
very
well
Thou
art
a
Phenix
,
beautious
and
bright
,
And
dost
burne
every
man
for
thy
delight
Thy
eyes
are
Sunne
and
Moone
,
not
to
be
match'd
.
Ch.
This
was
intended
for
you
sister
.
Sim.
Thy
haire
is
fine
as
gold
,
thy
chin
is
hatch'd
With
silver
,
needs
must
brazen
be
my
face
,
That
cannot
come
into
thee
with
a
grace
.
Cap.
Before
or
after
meat
.
Sim.
Sweet
,
heare
me
out
.
But
this
I
know
,
I
am
thy
faithfull
Lover
,
Oh
quench
my
fire
.
Cap.
Or
else
the
pot
run's
over
.
Sim.
Y'
are
in
the
right
:
Accept
me
for
thy
servant
,
not
thy
foe
,
For
I
doe
love
thee
better
than
any
man
in
the
whole
world
can
doe
.
Cap.
Come
kisse
me
then
,
and
open
thy
faire
eyne
.
Sim.
With
all
my
heart
.
Om.
Ha
,
ha
.
Sim.
Gentlemen
,
rest
you
merry
;
Thump
,
By
this
hand
I
le
bee
drunke
presently
.
Thu.
And
you
had
taken
my
counsell
,
you
had
done
so
Before
you
came
hither
:
Wine
is
armour
of
proofe
.
Exeunt
.
Cap.
Ladies
I
am
sorry
,
this
rude
fellow
has
Abus'd
your
eare
,
with
harsh
,
and
untun'd
numbers
.
Gol.
Your
verses
have
a
tune
belike
Cap.
I
came
a
purpose
,
to
present
a
copie
Of
verses
that
should
make
your
genius
stand
O'
th
tip-toe
,
list
to
me
,
and
grow
immortall
.
Ch.
We
shall
be
troubled
now
.
Tho.
If
please
you
Lady
Wee
l
walke
a side
,
I
have
something
of
more
weight
I
would
impart
.
Ex.
Au.
I
le
leave
him
too
.
Exit
.
Gol.
Master
Caperwit
,
before
you
read
,
pray
tell
me
,
Have
your
verses
any
adjectives
?
Cap.
Adjectives
,
would
you
have
a
Poem
without
Adjectives
?
they
are
the
flowers
,
the
grace
of
al
our
language
:
A
well
chosen
Epithete
doth
give
new
soule
To
fainting
Poesie
,
and
makes
every
verse
A
bride
,
with
Adjectives
we
baite
our
lines
,
When
we
doe
fish
for
Gentlewomens
loves
,
And
with
their
sweetnesse
catch
the
nibling
eare
Of
amorous
Ladies
,
with
the
musicke
of
These
ravishing
Nownes
,
we
charme
the
silken
Tribe
,
And
make
the
Gallant
melt
with
apprehension
Of
the
rare
word
:
I
will
maintain
t
against
A
bundle
of
Grammarians
,
in
Poetry
,
The
Substantive
it selfe
,
cannot
subsist
Without
an
Adjective
.
Gol.
But
for
all
that
,
Those
words
would
sound
more
full
,
me thinks
,
that
are
not
So
larded
,
and
if
I
might
counsell
you
,
You
should
compose
a
Sonnet
cleane
without
e'm
:
A
row
of
stately
Substantives
,
would
march
Like
Switzers
,
and
beare
all
the
field
before
e'm
;
Carry
their
weight
,
shew
faire
like
Deeds
enrold
,
Not
Writs
,
that
are
first
made
,
and
after
fild
.
Thence
first
came
up
the
title
of
blancke
verse
,
You
know
Sir
,
what
blancke
signifies
?
when
the
sense
First
framed
,
is
tyed
with
Adjectives
like
points
,
And
could
not
hold
together
without
wedges
:
Hang
't
t
is
pedanticke
,
vulgar
Poetry
,
Let
children
when
they
versifie
,
sticke
here
,
And
there
these
pidling
words
for
want
of
matter
:
Poets
write
Masculine
numbers
.
Cap.
You
have
given
me
a
pretty
hint
,
t
is
new
.
Gol.
And
will
bee
gratefull
,
My
daughter
will
affect
it
much
the
better
,
And
t
will
be
honour
,
if
shee
be
the
first
,
To
whom
so
choice
a
Poem
is
presented
.
I
wish
you
well
Sir
.
Exit
.
Cap.
You
oblige
my
service
,
I
will
bestow
these
verses
o'
my
footman
;
They
'l
serve
a
Chambermaid
,
let
me
see
I
want
a
little
quickning
,
two
or
three
Infusions
of
sacke
will
heighten
mee
,
And
make
my
Genius
dance
,
then
Lady
,
Lady
—
Gone
?
Shee
's
hard
of
Soule
,
but
I
must
supple
her
,
And
there
's
a
conceit
new
strucke
upon
my
braine
Will
doo
't
,
{non-Roman}
{non-Roman}
{non-Roman}
forces
united
conquer
,
Lady
grow
soft
,
if
merit
cannot
prove
Happy
,
wee
must
use
policie
in
love
.
Exit
.
Enter
Chrisalina
and
Thornay
.
Ch.
No
more
;
you
doe
not
well
to
wrong
your
friend
,
That
trusts
you
with
his
bosome
.
Tho.
Faire
one
,
heare
mee
.
Ch.
He
gave
you
welcome
hither
,
and
you
practise
Vnworthily
to
supplant
him
.
Tho.
You
are
too
Severe
,
I
have
no
thought
so
wicked
Lady
,
Deny
me
not
that
liberty
,
which
all
The
Creatures
have
,
to
wish
their
owne
felicity
;
Which
cannot
bee
without
you
,
hee
will
not
Repine
to
see
mee
happy
in
your
love
.
Ch.
In
seeming
to
extenuate
your
error
,
You
thus
enlarge
it
,
and
bring
into
question
The
honour
of
your
friend
,
for
whom
I
must
Though
weake
,
rise
up
a
Champion
for
his
vertue
,
And
to
beate
off
all
argument
,
on
your
part
To
move
for
my
affection
,
know
,
he
is
next
heaven
,
The
onely
object
of
my
heart
,
nor
can
it
know
a
change
.
Tho.
And
yet
if
you
collect
your selfe
,
you
are
not
The
onely
Mistresse
of
his
heart
,
your
sister
hee
loves
As
well
as
you
;
your
pardon
fairest
,
t
is
possible
,
Hee
may
preferre
her
too
,
since
neither
piety
nor
law
allowes
,
Hee
can
bee
husband
at
one
time
,
to
both
.
Then
let
discretion
guide
you
first
to
freedome
,
I
love
you
not
with
halfe
a
heart
,
but
all
;
Heaven
knowes
with
all
,
at
every
looke
you
doe
Transfixe
me
,
and
can
onely
cure
the
wound
With
the
same
eyes
,
if
they
but
smile
upon
it
.
Ch.
I
must
not
heare
you
plead
thus
,
you
appeare
Nor
friend
to
him
,
nor
me
;
so
fare
you
well
.
Exit
.
Thor.
I
am
caught
,
by
this
good
day
I
am
,
and
know
not
How
now
to
helpe
my selfe
:
a
hansome
thing
!
What
a
blind
buzzard
is
this
Iackanapes
Cupid
?
Pox
of
his
bird-bolt
,
I
le
not
leave
her
:
Yet
I
may
be
too
forward
;
I
am
punish'd
:
Venus
,
thy
pardon
,
I
beseech
thee
,
If
thou
beest
not
hard-hearted
,
as
the
Poets
feine
,
Speake
to
thy
Boy
to
fetch
his
Arrow
backe
,
Or
strike
her
with
a
sharpe
one
,
make
her
squeake
,
And
I
le
allow
thee
a
Goddesse
.
Ha
,
't
is
he
.
Enter
Gerard
.
Ger.
Before
thou
speak'st
to
me
,
let
me
peruse
Thy
face
,
I
le
tell
my selfe
how
thou
hast
sped
:
Well
?
is
't
not
so
?
Yet
doe
not
answer
me
,
That
smile
does
not
shew
cleere
,
there
is
some
cloud
i
th'
corner
of
thy
forehead
,
that
would
spread
,
And
darken
all
thy
face
.
Thor.
Your
Physiognomy
is
quite
discredited
.
Ger.
Hast
prevail'd
?
With
which
?
why
now
thou
art
to
tedious
.
Thor.
With
the
eldest
,
Chrysolina
.
Ger.
Ha
,
what
sound
was
that
?
With
Chrysolina
?
I
prethee
what
of
her
,
I
love
her
deerely
;
Thou
hast
not
filcht
away
her
heart
,
it
grew
with
mine
.
Thor.
How
's
this
?
Ger.
Hast
thou
not
seene
the
Woodbine
,
That
honey-dropping
tree
,
and
the
lov'd
Bryer
,
Embrace
with
their
chaste
boughs
,
twisting
themselves
,
And
weaving
a
greene
net
to
catch
the
birds
,
Till
it
doe
seeme
one
body
,
while
the
flowers
Wantonly
runne
to
meet
and
kisse
each
other
?
So
't
was
betwixt
us
two
.
Thor.
I
meane
the
yongest
.
Ger.
What
my
Aurelia
?
Thou
canst
not
rob
me
so
:
the
amorous
Turtles
Have
but
their
imitation
from
our
love
;
The
Pelican
loves
not
her
yong
so
well
,
That
digs
upon
her
brest
an
hundred
springs
,
When
in
her
blood
she
bathes
the
innocent
birds
,
As
I
doe
my
Aurelia
.
Thor.
Godbewi'y'
,
—
I
know
not
how
to
please
you
,
nor
to
answer
.
Ger.
I
prethee
stay
.
Thor.
Engage
me
in
a
businesse
?
Nay
,
thrust
me
o
th'
lime-twigs
,
to
set
you
At
liberty
,
when
your
owne
wings
were
glu'd
Toth
'
bush
,
and
d'
ye
reward
me
at
his
fashion
?
And
I
had
knowne
it
,
you
shou'd
ha'
fluttered
.
Ger.
I
forgot
my selfe
,
I
prethee
pardon
me
,
I
will
excuse
thee
when
thou
art
in
love
.
Thor.
Then
doe
so
now
,
and
you
'l
be
temperate
and
heare
me
.
Ger.
Speake
,
I
am
recollected
.
Thor.
And
I
am
in
love
.
Ger.
Thou
didst
name
both
,
thou
art
so
unhappy
.
Thor.
Your
humors
lead
me
to
't
,
but
I
shall
tell
you
?
Ger.
Which
,
which
of
them
did
most
encourage
thee
?
Thor.
Be
not
you
passionate
still
,
but
give
me
thanks
,
And
call
me
fortunate
,
she
has
halfe
consented
.
Ger.
I
shall
be
lost
i
th'
darke
:
declare
which
.
Thor.
Which
?
why
the
eldest
;
which
?
Chrysolina
,
Now
be
you
advised
,
and
court
the
other
.
Ger.
Halfe
consenting
.
Thor.
I
may
say
three
quarters
,
and
not
lye
.
Ger.
T
is
false
;
and
such
a
staine
thou
throwest
upon
that
Virgin
,
Thy
blood
deserves
to
purge
.
Thor.
You
doe
not
meane
to
play
the
foole
thus
:
Pox
upon
this
madnesse
:
I
wo
not
fight
with
you
,
And
I
will
love
that
Gentlewoman
:
I
thought
I
had
done
you
a
courtesie
.
Ger.
So
thou
hast
,
if
it
be
true
.
Thor.
Have
you
a
mind
to
be
the
everlasting
madcap
?
And
you
can
couple
with
both
,
I
can
resigne
;
Poore
Gentlewoman
,
shel
ha'
the
worst
on
't
.
Ger.
But
I
prethee
tell
me
,
With
what
Art
didst
thou
so
soone
win
her
to
thee
?
It
was
some
moneths
'
ere
I
prevail'd
;
and
were
I
not
Confident
of
thy
honesty
,
I
should
Suspect
some
witchcraft
.
Thor.
There
is
an
Art
In
wooing
,
not
reveal'd
to
every
man
,
Which
he
that
knowes
,
shall
doe
more
with
a
Maid
In
some
minute
,
than
others
in
a
twelve-moneth
.
Ger.
'T
must
be
a
luckie
minute
.
Thor.
I
,
he
must
take
her
i
th'
nicke
;
and
court
her
In
the
precise
minute
:
yet
it
may
be
,
she
In
pitty
of
my
sufferings
or
mistrusting
She
might
not
be
the
first
in
your
election
,
Inclin'd
the
sooner
:
Now
would
I
have
you
,
Without
more
ceremony
,
neglect
the
wench
That
I
have
chosed
:
D'
ye
marke
?
neglect
her
,
And
addresse
all
your
courtship
to
the
yongest
,
Your
meaning
will
be
cleerely
understood
A
both
sides
;
so
you
shall
with
ease
,
enlarge
Your
owne
heart
,
fixe
on
one
whose
armes
already
Are
open
to
yee
,
and
make
my
path
direct
,
Without
any
rub
to
the
other
.
Is
this
sense
?
Obey
it
then
;
set
on
afore
with
your
Mistris
A
hand
gallop
,
if
I
overtake
you
not
,
let
me
swing
I'
th
bridle
,
and
set
a
saddle
o'
my
backe
,
and
let
all
the
Fooles
in
the
Towne
ride
me
.
Ger.
Wee
must
not
bee
too
rash
,
le
ts
walke
,
and
thinke
on
't
.
Exeunt
.
Sic
explicit
Actus
secundus
.
Actus
Tertius
.
Enter
Simple
and
Aurelia
.
Sim.
TH'
art
a
brave
Wench
.
Aur.
You
are
growne
bold
of
late
.
Sim.
I
thinke
so
,
gramercy
Sacke
:
Come
kisse
mee
,
wo't
thou
be
a
Lady
?
Aur.
I
have
no
great
ambition
.
Sim.
I
le
buy
thee
a
Parrat
to morrow
,
and
a
Monkey
:
Here
,
take
this
Ring
.
Aur.
Pray
keepe
it
,
and
let
me
tell
you
Sir
my
mind
.
Sim.
And
I
le
tell
thee
mine
,
that
's
one
for
another
.
Aur.
Briefly
then
.
Sim.
Be
as
briefe
as
you
please
,
I
can
be
as
briefe
as
you
,
and
tedious
too
:
I
know
thou
lovest
mee
:
Sirra
,
didst
thinke
I
was
such
a
fearefull
coxcombe
as
I
made
my selfe
?
No
,
I
know
when
to
be
Lion
,
and
when
to
be
a
Hare
.
But
prethee
tell
me
plainely
,
when
shall
we
matrimony
it
,
ha
?
thou
dot'st
upon
my
good
parts
;
come
,
speake
to
me
,
prethee
be
not
bashfull
.
Aur.
I
feare
you
wo'not
understand
me
.
Sim.
Speake
no
language
,
and
I
warrant
,
I
know
Greeke
and
Latine
,
I
learn'd
my
Accidence
.
Aur.
Then
know
,
I
doe
not
love
you
,
Sir
.
Sim.
You
do
not
love
me
,
Sir
:
then
I
have
lost
my
labour
,
Sir
.
Aur.
I
make
no
doubt
it
will
appeare
so
,
I
could
be
of
the
humour
of
some
Mistrisses
,
By
some
slight
favours
to
encourage
you
,
Accept
your
gifts
,
extoll
your
wit
,
invent
New
wayes
to
melt
your
gold
,
beside
the
Exchange
,
And
petticoat
imbroyderies
.
Sim.
Thou
sha't
have
smocke
imbroyderies
;
nay
,
thy
very
skinne
shall
be
imbroydered
.
Aur.
Have
every
day
some
progresse
for
your
Coach
,
And
tire
you
worse
than
your
foure
Flanders
Mares
;
And
then
laugh
at
you
too
:
but
I
am
honest
,
And
will
deserve
your
nobler
character
:
I
tell
you
what
you
must
expect
,
in
troth
I
cannot
love
you
,
pray
leave
off
in
time
,
And
let
this
satisfie
you
.
Sim.
This
satisfie
?
why
this
is
even
as
good
nothing
.
Aur.
It
is
all
that
I
can
promise
you
.
Sim.
Though
you
cannot
love
me
,
It
shall
be
for
your
honour
to
marry
me
.
Aur.
By
no
meanes
.
Sim.
VVhat
,
not
marry
me
neither
?
Then
be
no
Lady
,
that
I
first
pronounce
:
Secondly
know
,
I
am
resolved
,
your
Mother
Shall
understand
it
,
by
these
Hilts
.
Aur.
I
would
advise
you
rather
to
be
silent
,
And
take
your
leave
like
a
good
Christian
Lover
:
If
you
betray
my
honest
meaning
so
,
And
move
her
to
impatience
,
I
shall
wish
you
i
th'
VVest
Indiaes
.
Enter
Mistris
Golds.
Sim.
Here
shee
comes
.
Mis.
Sir
I
hope
,
you
and
my
Daughter
are
agreed
,
Aur.
And
the
conditions
please
mee
infinitely
;
Mother
you
never
plac'd
your
commendation
Vpon
a
Gentleman
so
Noble
,
such
Plenty
of
honour
dwels
in
him
,
I
must
Bee
happy
in
his
imbraces
.
Sim.
Oh
ho
!
is
't
come
about
agen
?
Mis.
Nay
nay
,
I
told
you
,
you
should
find
him
honourable
.
Aur.
Wee
understand
each
other
perfectly
,
Hee
has
so
sweet
a
soule
,
I
may
have
any
thing
;
Hee
has
promised
me
the
finest
Parrats
.
Sim.
Oh
I
,
and
Madgehowlets
that
can
speake
all
languages
.
Mis.
Nay
,
and
hee
'le
performe
:
Well
,
for
this
act
of
duty
,
I
shall
finde
Some
gold
beside
thy
portion
,
i'
th
meane
time
I
le
move
thy
father
to
conclude
the
marriage
:
And
here
hee
is
already
.
Enter
Golds.
Caperw
.
and
Chrysol
.
Aur.
Looke
you
Sir
,
These
turnes
you
put
mee
too
;
doe
not
beleeve
I
beare
one
thought
more
of
good-will
for
this
,
If
you
suspect
it
otherwise
;
because
I
carry
it
sweet
and
pleasing
to
my
mother
,
Who
is
so
zealous
in
your
cause
,
I
'le
sweare
Your
worship
is
the
most
unwelcomm'st
man
I'
th
world
to
mee
.
Sim.
I
'm
glad
shee
is
not
gone
yet
.
Au.
What
need
you
distrust
?
Hee
'l
know
precisely
when
we
must
be
married
,
Is
jealous
of
delayes
,
wo'not
beleeve
I
love
him
,
Till
the
Priest
hath
seald
me
his
i'
th
Church
,
hee
sayes
.
Sim.
These
are
tricks
,
demurres
,
your
daughter
is
not
sober
.
Au.
He
meanes
serious
.
Sim.
She
doth
but
mocke
—
Au.
Who
would
thinke
you
could
dissemble
.
Mis.
Sir
have
patience
,
I
have
not
beene
so
hasty
,
To
become
tedious
at
last
,
referre
that
to
my
care
;
Since
you
have
made
a
marriage
in
your
hearts
,
The
Church
shall
soone
confirme
it
.
Au.
What
doe
y'
thinke
of
this
?
Faith
yet
be
wise
and
leave
this
wooing
,
I
shall
maintaine
this
humour
to
my
mother
,
And
finde
a
crotchet
to
come
off
with
honour
,
you
have
not
Yet
my
hate
,
pray
let
's
bee
friends
,
and
never
meet
agen
,
Sim.
This
is
very
fine
yfaith
,
if
I
do
not
study
some
mischiefe
.
Au.
Conceale
for
your
owne
shame
.
Cap.
How
doe'
y
like
'em
Lady
?
't
pleasd
your
father
To
impose
somewhat
severely
on
my
Muse
,
But
your
Divine
acceptance
shall
declare
it
A
Crowned
Poem
,
most
illustrious
Simple
,
Sim.
Simple
mee
no
more
than
I
simple
thee
.
Enter
servant
.
Ser.
Sir
,
there
is
a
Lady
enquires
for
Master
Caperwit
.
Cap.
A
Lady
out
of
complement
?
t
is
hee
.
Ser.
Shee
seemes
of
Noble
quality
,
she
has
Coach
and
faire
Attendants
,
and
cals
her selfe
the
Lady
Bird
.
Cap.
Good
Cupid
is
it
shee
?
Who
gave
her
direction
to
finde
mee
here
?
An
honourable
Lady
,
I
confesse
,
and
hath
a
fortune
Noble
like
her
birth
,
t
is
the
rich
Aldermans
widdow
,
The
great
Bird
that
dyed
at
's
Country
house
,
a
Kinsman
To
the
Ravens
of
the
City
;
by
no
meanes
admit
her
,
Shee
'le
betray
her
foolish
Passion
.
Gol.
What
is
the
matter
?
Cap.
Some
few
dayes
agoe
I
did
by
chance
,
but
drop
a
complement
,
How
much
I
was
her
servant
,
and
she
tooke
it
To
'th
heart
,
and
ever
since
hath
sought
occasion
To
expresse
her
love
to
mee
,
poore
Gentlewoman
,
Gol.
You
cannot
helpe
it
.
Cap.
T
is
one
,
but
of
the
myriad
of
Ladies
That
have
been
taken
—
Chr.
With
your
tropes
and
figures
,
Gol.
No
matter
,
let
her
come
,
it
were
not
civill
Sir
to
deny
your selfe
.
Cap.
Shee
le
tire
all
patience
:
But
Lady
,
be
assur'd
my
heart
is
dedicate
To
you
,
and
were
all
women
kind
in
ballance
With
your
divinest
person
,
their
light
scale
Would
kicke
the
Firmament
,
or
comming
downe
,
Bee
lost
i'
th
middle
Region
of
the
ayre
,
Or
bee
converted
to
a
Cloud
to
weepe
Vpon
the
earth
,
for
being
so
much
exceld
.
Enter
Lady
Bird
.
Bir.
Where
's
this
Footman
?
Ser.
Trot
my
Ladies
Footman
,
Bir.
Goe
pray
my
Vncle
Sir
Walter
Cormorant
To
dine
with
me
to morrow
—
And
doe
y'heare
?
T
is
in
your
way
to
aske
if
my
Cosin
Bulfinch
,
The
Steward
of
my
Land
,
bee
come
to
Towne
,
Hee
lies
in
Fleetstreet
betweene
Hawke
and
Buzzard
.
I'
th
afternoone
,
remember
Sirrah
,
that
You
goe
to
Master
Kite
,
that
lives
i'
th
Poultry
,
And
say
I
shall
expect
the
thousand
pound
,
Was
lent
him
upon
morgage
:
Sir
,
beseech
your
Noblenesse
excuse
mee
,
The
affaires
so
neerely
doe
concerne
mee
,
with
A
Gentleman
,
(
now
your
guest
,
)
that
I
presumed
It
should
not
bee
offence
,
if
I
tooke
hold
Of
this
occasion
,
to
speake
with
him
.
Gol.
Madame
,
you
need
plead
no
excuse
for
that
,
Command
your
freedome
here
:
Daughters
,
my
Lady
Would
have
some
private
conference
,
Bir.
By
no
meanes
Let
me
appeare
so
troublesome
,
your
presence
Will
be
no
hurt
to
my
designe
,
you
shall
Command
a
great
deale
more
.
Cap.
'T
was
cunningly
prepared
,
Bi.
Sir
,
after
all
,
let
me
obtaine
your
priviledge
.
Ca.
Proceed
.
—
Bi.
I
shall
accuse
my selfe
of
too
much
boldnesse
,
If
you
neglect
mee
Sir
before
all
these
;
I
come
not
to
disturbe
you
,
nor
to
publish
What
you
have
taken
from
mee
.
Go.
I
hope
shee
will
lay
some
felony
to
his
charge
.
Bi.
But
Sir
,
you
might
have
been
so
kind
,
to
have
seene
your
friend
once
in
three
dayes
.
Ca.
I
must
be
pardon'd
Widow
,
The
glasse
that
tells
the
hower
,
hath
not
more
sands
,
Than
there
be
Ladies
waite
to
catch
me
up
To
spend
my
time
with
'em
,
they
breake
my
dreames
,
With
importunity
,
and
allow
me
but
One
minute
in
a
weeke
,
to
say
my
prayers
.
Bi.
Among
them
all
,
there
is
not
one
That
more
desires
your
happinesse
.
Ca.
T
is
more
your
goodnesse
Lady
,
than
desert
,
Or
provocation
in
me
.
Bi.
Y'
are
modest
,
And
thus
increase
your
value
.
Ca.
Your
favours
are
acknowledg'd
,
and
take
up
Much
of
my
studies
,
how
I
may
be
active
In
service
to
reward
'em
,
still
preserving
My
liberty
,
I
must
not
be
confind
Or
wedg'd
in
;
all
that
's
good
in
nature
ought
To
be
communicable
,
if
you
have
Promis'd
your selfe
more
of
me
,
than
as
you
are
Allowd
,
an
excellent
part
o'
th
commonwealth
,
T
is
justice
you
correct
the
imagination
,
Perhaps
you
'l
say
,
you
love
me
.
Go.
A
fine
Dialogue
:
Bi.
My
blushes
speake
me
guilty
,
and
I
feare
Betray
my
frailty
to
these
Gentlewomen
:
You
'l
sinne
against
your
knowledge
Sir
,
to
make
A
question
how
much
I
esteeme
you
,
be
not
A
tyrant
,
if
my
opinion
of
your
worth
Prevaile
against
my
modesty
,
to
say
I
cannot
choose
but
love
you
,
t
is
my
fate
,
My
breeding
never
suffred
,
but
in
this
,
That
I
should
lose
my selfe
to
court
a
man
,
Ambitious
of
my
favour
;
t
is
in
vaine
To
tell
you
,
with
what
art
,
my
eyes
have
beene
Courted
by
great
ones
for
their
smile
,
for
you
Will
turne
them
all
to
teares
.
Chr.
Alas
poore
Lady
:
I
pitty
her
,
what
doth
she
see
in
him
,
To
draw
this
passion
?
Cap.
May
be
,
I
am
engag'd
To
another
beauty
.
Bir.
That
's
my
feare
indeed
;
For
who
can
looke
with
eyes
like
mine
upon
you
,
And
not
be
tempted
to
the
same
desires
?
But
be
not
Sir
deceived
,
all
forheads
are
not
True
glasses
of
the
minde
,
and
beauty
alone
Deserves
not
such
a
blessing
;
young
men
doe
Too
hastily
betray
themselves
to
miserie
,
That
thinke
no
heaven
but
in
their
Mistresse
face
,
Looke
on
my
fortune
,
which
doth
spread
more
riches
,
Than
pleasure
can
instruct
thee
wayes
to
spend
,
Delights
shall
streame
themselves
into
thy
bosome
,
Honour
and
titles
of
the
state
shall
woe
Thy
name
to
put
them
on
and
not
be
thine
But
thou
their
ornament
.
Cap.
Affection
must
Flow
uncompeld
,
you
may
be
pleas'd
to
take
Some
other
time
to
finish
this
discourse
.
Bir.
I
may
suspect
I
have
offended
these
;
But
pray
interpret
fairely
,
noble
Sir
,
to
Simple
.
I
doe
beseech
you
pardon
The
errors
that
you
finde
in
us
fraile
women
,
Yet
I
beleeve
you
would
not
use
me
so
Neglectfully
:
t
is
time
,
I
take
my
leave
.
Gol.
Wee
are
your
humble
servants
.
Sim.
Sir
,
if
you
will
not
affect
this
Ladie
,
I
hope
some
other
may
.
Ca.
And
write
himselfe
the
happiest
man
alive
;
She
is
Widow
for
a
Lord
;
but
I
am
fixt
,
I
would
you
had
her
Sir
,
I
say
no
more
;
She
has
an
estate
of
twenty
Exchequers
,
and
Is
of
so
gentle
soule
.
Bir.
I
leave
you
to
repent
Your
cruelty
,
my
Coach
—
Sim.
Please
you
Madam
,
Doe
me
the
grace
to
let
me
waite
upon
you
.
Cap.
Now
do
I
expect
shee
'l
dote
upon
me
:
Ex.
Gol.
Bird
,
Simple
.
Ladies
,
you
see
what
fortunes
I
neglect
,
She
is
a
pretty
handsome
creature
too
.
Aur.
In
my
opinion
Sir
,
you
have
not
beene
So
kind
as
shee
deserves
,
and
for
my
part
I
have
so
much
compassion
of
her
sufferings
,
Were
all
the
wit
of
younger
brothers
in
you
,
And
could
you
make
me
joynture
of
a
Province
,
I
would
rather
marry
my
fathers
serving
man
And
stand
at
livery
my selfe
than
be
Wife
to
a
man
so
ingratefull
.
Ex.
Au.
Cap.
How
,
sweet
Lady
?
Chr.
My
sister
,
Sir
,
is
just
,
can
you
expect
An
entertainement
here
after
your
scorne
Of
one
that
nobly
loves
you
?
Ex.
Chr.
Cap.
I
have
usd
a
pretious
policie
to
supplant
my selfe
,
She
has
a
scruple
in
her
conscience
,
And
will
not
wrong
the
Lady
Bird
,
a
pox
Vpon
his
Rhetoricke
.
Enter
Goldsworth
.
Gol.
Your
Lady
Bird
is
Coach'd
,
and
she
hath
tooke
Sir
Gervace
with
her
.
Ca.
How
?
Gol.
Their
legs
doe
justic
In
the
same
boote
.
Cap.
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
.
Gol.
Why
doe
you
laugh
?
What
humor
's
this
?
Cap.
Sir
Gervace
:
Ha
,
ha
,
he
thinkes
,
ha
,
ha
—
Gol.
You
have
a
merry
spleene
,
I
know
not
what
He
thinkes
,
but
if
he
meane
to
retrive
the
Lady
Bird
.
Cap
Ha
,
ha
.
Gol.
Pray
let
me
know
,
whence
springs
this
suddaine
mirth
;
I
will
laugh
wi'yee
.
Cap.
Hold
my
sides
,
my
buttons
!
Gol.
T
is
well
your
doublet
's
slash'd
Cap.
Ha
,
ha
,
next
time
I
come
,
I
le
discover
—
I
sha'not
Containe
my selfe
i'
th'
streete
,
ha
,
ha
.
Gol.
The
Poet
's
mad
indeed
,
farewell
Democritus
.
Ex.
Enter
Thornay
,
Yongrave
.
Yon.
By
your
favour
Sir
.
Tho.
Your
businesse
?
Yon.
I
understand
your
name
is
Thornay
.
Tho.
It
was
my
fathers
,
and
t
is
,
upon
record
,
that
I
was
christened
Thomas
,
does
that
concerne
you
Sir
?
Yon.
I
bring
commends
from
a
friend
of
yours
.
Tho.
I
crave
you
mercy
,
I
am
your
servant
.
Reades
the
letter
.
Yon.
He
appeares
unmov'd
.
Tho.
Thanke
you
Sir
,
Godbe-wi'y'
.
Yon.
Although
I
am
confident
You
thinke
it
not
my
office
to
convey
Letters
so
much
respect
I
beare
the
Gentlewoman
That
sent
it
,
I
would
thinke
it
Sir
no
burden
To
carry
an
answer
to
her
.
Tho.
It
requires
none
.
Yon.
Shall
I
returne
,
you
'l
visit
her
in
person
?
Tho.
I
cannot
promise
.
Yon.
Why
?
Tho.
I
may
forget
it
.
Yon.
With
your
pardon
Sir
,
she
did
impose
on
me
.
To
know
some
resolution
.
Tho.
She
did
?
Are
you
acquainted
with
her
?
Yon.
I
doe
beare
No
great
age
in
her
knowledge
.
Tho.
Perhaps
she
has
imparted
the
contents
.
Yon.
I
could
conjecture
By
circumstance
shee
much
desires
to
see
you
.
Tho.
Cannot
come
;
that
's
all
—
Yon.
I
must
have
more
.
Tho.
How
Sir
?
Yon.
T
is
a
neglect
becomes
you
not
.
Tho.
You
are
not
sent
a
Champion
to
defie
me
.
Yon.
I
have
no
title
from
her
blood
,
and
yet
Her
vertue
is
so
neere
me
,
I
must
tell
you
,
She
hath
deserv'd
your
best
esteeme
.
Tho.
She
has
told
you
belike
some
story
.
Yon.
I
pray
see
her
,
I
le
waite
upon
you
.
Tho.
To
what
purpose
?
Yon.
To
love
and
cherish
her
,
that
claimes
your
heart
,
The
office
of
your
soule
to
honour
her
,
Does
not
your
conscience
tremble
yet
?
what
reason
Can
you
alledge
you
should
not
love
her
?
Tho.
Reason
?
I
le
shew
you
a
reason
,
walk
a
little
further
.
Yon.
I
shall
expect
it
.
Ex.
Enter
Gerard
.
Ger.
It
must
be
so
,
and
yet
me thinkes
I
move
Without
a
soule
,
she
is
the
first
apostate
From
loves
religion
,
in
that
my
honour
Is
safe
,
and
it
is
justice
,
my
Aurelia
,
This
heart
to
thee
,
should
now
alone
be
sacred
.
Enter
Chrysolina
.
Ch.
Sir
,
you
are
welcome
,
what
not
speake
to
me
?
This
is
a
strange
neglect
;
I
have
newes
for
you
:
Your
friend
—
Ger.
T
is
so
,
he
has
prevaild
with
her
,
And
she
will
boast
her
change
.
Chr.
He
cannot
be
So
fixt
in
meditation
;
with
your
favour
.
Ger.
Reserve
your
newes
,
I
doe
not
thirst
to
heare
it
.
Chr.
Sure
he
mistakes
me
all
this
while
,
t
is
I
.
Ge.
But
t
is
not
I
,
I
see
you
are
a
woman
,
I
have
nothing
else
to
say
.
Exit
.
Ch
I
have
not
us'd
him
so
:
was
there
no
way
to
expresse
his
purpose
,
without
this
scorne
?
t
is
not
discreetly
done
,
I
could
be
very
angry
he
returnes
,
Enter
Gerard
;
Aurelia
.
With
him
Aurelia
.
Aur.
I
am
ignorant
With
what
words
I
should
meet
this
noble
love
.
Ger.
I
was
created
for
this
happinesse
,
To
these
embraces
which
doe
more
than
twist
Our
bodies
,
every
circle
of
thy
armes
Enchaines
my
soule
,
that
doth
forget
all
freedome
,
And
willingly
submit
to
be
thy
prisoner
.
Chr.
It
doe
not
grieve
me
that
he
loves
my
sister
,
Ge.
I
am
too
little
to
containe
my
joy
,
It
flowes
above
the
narrow
banks
Aurelia
:
What
shall
I
say
let
me
bath
here
eternally
,
And
study
new
Arithmetick
,
to
count
Our
blessings
.
Au.
Can
you
Sir
be
constant
?
Chr.
I
,
touch
him
there
Aurelia
.
Ger.
You
doe
ill
To
interrupt
our
joyes
upon
this
lip
That
deserves
all
should
open
to
commend
it
,
I
seale
the
contract
of
my
heart
for
ever
,
I
wil
be
nothing
when
I
am
not
thine
:
Suspect
the
starres
may
lose
themselves
in
heaven
,
But
never
I
this
vow
,
thy
sister
has
No
part
in
my
affection
;
she
usurp'd
Some
title
,
but
I
now
have
canceld
all
The
thoughts
of
her
,
and
offer
thee
my selfe
,
My selfe
thy
perfect
honourer
.
Ex.
Ger.
Aur.
Chr.
Wherein
have
I
deserv'd
to
be
thus
slighted
?
Is
there
no
conflict
in
my
blood
?
Can
love
I
beare
a
sister
,
take
away
all
sense
Of
this
indignity
?
Enter
Thornay
and
Yongrave
.
Tho.
Looke
you
Sir
,
I
promis'd
you
a
reason
,
why
I
could
Not
love
Eugenia
;
there
's
my
reason
,
I
Doe
love
that
Gentlewoman
.
Chr.
T
is
Master
Thornay
:
I
am
resolv'd
,
I
have
no
other
way
To
punish
his
disdaine
,
than
to
pretend
I
love
this
Gentleman
,
that
he
may
see
I
have
the
freedome
of
my
soule
,
to
mocke
His
triumph
,
and
with
as
much
facility
Meet
his
neglect
.
Oh
Master
Thornay
,
You
are
very
welcome
,
I
was
wishing
for
you
.
Thor.
Hum
?
this
entertainment
is
a
little
better
Than
I
expected
.
Chr.
You
absent
your selfe
too
much
beleeve
,
your
visits
shall
not
be
more
frequent
,
than
your
person
gratefull
hither
.
Thor.
doe
y'
heare
,
you
may
returne
,
and
tell
this
story
Vnto
the
Lady
i'
th
inchanted
Castle
:
You
see
my
fate
,
I
cannot
come
;
Godbe-wi'y'
.
Yon.
You
shall
acquit
your selfe
more
Nobly
Sir
,
And
better
satisfie
her
in
your
person
.
Thor.
I
wo'not
take
the
paines
to
see
her
,
and
Shee
were
a
dying
.
Yon.
How
?
Thor.
Not
to
recover
her
.
Chr.
Shall
you
and
I
Sir
,
walke
a
turne
i'
th
Garden
.
Thor.
Yes
Lady
,
Heaven
vouchsafe
I
grow
not
mad
Wi'my
good
fortune
.
Yon.
With
your
pardon
Mistresse
,
I
must
take
priviledge
to
tell
this
man
Hee
is
not
worthy
of
your
favours
.
Thor.
How
Sir
?
You
doe
not
know
my
temper
:
Yon.
Nor
regard
it
.
draw
.
Chr.
Hold
as
you
beare
respect
to
mee
.
Thor.
I
am
charm'd
.
Yon.
I
should
be
guilty
of
some
sinne
to
you
Not
to
reveale
,
this
Gentleman
has
made
A
forfeit
of
his
honor
.
Thor.
Will
you
heare
him
?
Pox
o'
my
dulnesse
,
what
meant
I
to
bring
Him
hither
?
doe
not
credit
any
thing
,
Wee
are
old
enemies
,
and
he
has
studied
this
Device
to
poison
your
opinion
of
me
,
A
meere
trick
;
doe
not
beleeve
a
word
sweet
Lady
.
Ch.
I
am
not
easie
Sir
to
entertaine
Malicious
accusation
of
your
fame
,
Your
vertue
in
my
thoughts
,
is
not
so
soone
Shaken
with
one
report
.
Thor.
That
's
comfort
yet
.
Yon.
Then
you
provoke
me
to
be
plaine
,
know
Lady
,
Y'
are
i'
th
way
to
be
most
miserable
,
Abus'd
by
this
false
man
,
that
will
betray
Your
innocent
beauty
to
so
great
a
shame
,
Repentance
is
not
able
to
restore
you
:
He
has
a
wife
already
.
Ch.
How
a
wife
?
Yon.
A
wife
,
if
holy
vowes
have
power
to
bind
you
:
Tho.
Doe
you
beleeve
this
?
were
you
by
When
I
was
married
.
Yon.
No
,
but
heaven
and
Angels
Are
witnesses
you
did
exchange
a
faith
With
one
that
mournes
a
Virgin
,
and
a
Widdow
:
Have
you
no
earthquake
in
you
?
does
thy
soule
It selfe
not
feele
an
ague
,
to
remember
How
many
kisses
seald
the
amorous
contract
?
Shee
meant
it
so
,
and
every
day
her
eyes
Weepe
in
the
memory
of
her selfe
forsaken
:
And
cause
her
griefe
will
not
at
once
destroy
her
,
Despairing
of
your
love
,
to
shew
how
willing
Shee
is
to
dye
,
doth
every
houre
distill
Part
of
her
soule
in
teares
.
Chr.
This
cannot
bee
.
Thor.
Be
:
no
,
no
,
't
is
impossible
:
shall
we
walk
sweet
Lady
?
Yon.
Will
not
this
excite
your
pitty
,
mercy
shines
bright
in
women
.
Chr.
I
have
heard
you
Sir
,
And
doubt
not
,
when
hee
comes
to
answer
These
imputations
,
hee
may
quit
himselfe
.
Thor.
Would
wee
were
both
on
's
but
to
skirmish
in
A
saw-pit
,
I
must
cut
his
throat
.
Chr.
Admit
he
promis'd
love
,
Oblig'd
himselfe
by
oath
to
her
you
plead
for
,
This
binds
him
not
to
undoe
himselfe
for
ever
.
Yon.
Vndoe
himselfe
.
Chr.
Yes
,
marriage
is
an
act
,
That
doth
concerne
his
whole
life
,
and
in
something
May
marre
,
or
profit
his
eternity
:
Perhaps
the
Gentlewoman
,
since
hee
gave
His
faith
is
falne
from
vertue
.
Thor.
I
have
heard
so
.
Chr
May
be
turn'd
prostitute
.
Thor.
I
,
who
'l
sweare
for
her
?
Yon.
I
must
not
heare
her
nam'd
with
the
suspition
Of
such
a
staine
.
Chr.
Wee
doe
not
Sir
accuse
her
.
Thor.
Not
absolutely
.
Yon.
Did
you
but
know
the
Creature
,
it
would
call
A
blush
into
your
face
,
for
talking
thus
;
Shee
has
purity
enough
for
all
her
sex
,
And
this
attended
with
so
many
vertues
,
As
but
to
wish
her
more
,
it selfe
were
sinne
.
Chr.
This
Gentleman
pleades
for
her
.
Thor.
Will
you
please
to
walke
?
Chr.
Dismisse
him
first
.
Thor.
Doe
y'
heare
;
this
Lady
Is
weary
of
your
company
;
you
have
Not
us'd
me
like
a
Gentleman
,
indeed
Scurvily
,
t
is
no
time
nor
place
to
expostulate
,
But
wee
shall
meet
agen
;
in
the
meane
time
,
Returne
,
and
tell
the
Virgin
you
so
magnifie
,
I
doe
not
finde
my selfe
in
any
humour
To
see
her
agen
;
pray
her
neglect
no
fortune
,
For
my
sake
,
there
be
many
yonger
brothers
I'
th
Towne
,
will
bee
content
to
marry
her
:
You
may
resolve
her
what
's
become
of
me
,
There
is
no
wrastling
with
our
fate
.
Yon.
Thou
art
not
worth
my
answer
.
Exit
Yon.
Chr.
I
le
not
question
Sir
,
this
Gentlemans
relation
.
Tho.
You
are
wise
.
Chr.
But
in
my
confidence
,
hee
hath
spoke
all
truth
:
I
must
desire
you
visit
mee
no
more
.
Thor.
You
doe
but
jest
I
hope
.
Chr.
Ingratefull
man
!
how
are
poore
women
coozen'd
?
With
what
impudence
couldst
thou
desire
my
favour
?
Goe
and
make
a
satisfaction
to
the
injur'd
Maid
,
Borne
the
dishonour
of
a
man
.
Exit
.
Thor.
Am
I
awake
?
Or
doe
I
dreame
,
I
am
made
a
Coxcombe
thus
?
I
am
a
Raskall
,
and
deserve
no
mercy
,
For
abusing
that
poore
Gentlewoman
,
that
sent
So
kindly
to
me
;
wo'd
the
Messenger
were
here
agen
.
Enter
Gerard
and
Aurelia
.
T
is
Master
Gerard
,
how
hath
hee
sped
?
Ger.
You
are
sad
Aurelia
;
what
on
the
sudden
Can
beget
this
change
?
Are
you
in
health
?
Aur.
Yes
Sir
.
Ger.
Your
blood
methinkes
Is
wandring
from
your
cheeke
,
your
eyes
have
lost
Their
lightning
too
,
call
backe
your
smiles
,
and
blesse
Him
that
is
now
your
creature
.
Aur.
Mine
?
excuse
me
if
I
suspect
.
Ger.
Ha
.
Aur.
I
have
heard
you
Sir
.
And
have
considered
all
that
you
have
said
To
make
me
thinke
you
are
now
wholly
mine
:
I
must
confesse
you
have
exprest
a
Lover
,
Wanted
no
Art
to
flourish
your
warme
passion
:
But
language
is
no
clew
to
guide
us
to
The
knowledge
of
your
heart
.
Ge.
Nor
is
suspition
a
cause
enough
in
justice
to
condemn
.
Aur.
It
is
not
;
but
where
circumstances
meet
,
They
may
be
thought
on
.
Ger.
By
your
beauty
,
By
those
faire
eyes
,
that
never
kil'd
till
now
,
Make
me
so
happy
,
but
to
know
what
cause
Inclines
you
to
suspect
,
and
I
will
take
it
The
greatest
argument
of
love
,
that
ever
A
Virgin
shew'd
to
man
;
then
I
le
be
bold
,
And
with
the
whitenesse
of
my
soule
make
such
Assurance
of
you
,
that
not
malice
,
aided
With
all
the
devils
cunning
,
shall
be
able
To
interpose
one
scruple
more
against
me
.
Aur.
You
lov'd
my
Sister
.
Ger.
I
did
once
,
my
Aurelia
.
Aur.
And
you
declare
you
can
neglect
her
now
,
Looke
on
her
like
a
stranger
.
Ger.
'T
is
most
true
.
Aur.
She
lov'd
you
well
,
most
nobly
,
with
as
much
Fervour
as
ever
I
did
or
can
love
;
Should
I
thinke
to
be
more
secure
than
she
?
Promise
that
firme
to
me
,
which
in
so
fresh
A
sight
and
memory
you
have
violated
To
her
,
that
plac'd
you
in
as
deare
a
bosome
?
Discretion
bids
me
pause
,
I
may
be
rash
,
Either
you
lov'd
her
not
at
all
,
and
so
You
may
play
false
with
both
,
or
loving
her
With
as
much
levity
,
I
suppose
you
may
Forsake
me
too
.
Therfore
I
bid
you
first
farewell
.
Exit
.
Ge.
I
am
blasted
.
Thor.
We
are
both
undone
,
I
dare
not
see
him
.
Exit
.
Ger.
Was
ever
man
so
miserably
lost
?
Is
there
a
balme
can
cure
me
?
Oh
,
I
bleed
:
The
sword
wounds
gently
but
love
kils
indeed
.
Exit
.
Sic
explicit
Actus
Tertius
.
Actus
Quartus
.
Enter
Eugenia
and
her
Maid
.
Eug.
Has
truth
forsooke
mankind
?
or
is
it
my
Fate
onely
to
converse
with
those
that
are
So
cruell
and
neglectfull
of
our
sexe
?
Vnhappy
Maid
is
he
not
yet
return'd
?
Maid
.
None
yet
appeares
.
Eug.
Then
I
despaire
to
see
him
:
And
when
I
thinke
indeed
of
the
imployment
,
That
't
is
against
himselfe
,
I
may
with
justice
Accuse
my
want
of
judgement
,
to
expect
He
should
performe
so
hard
an
imposition
:
I
would
I
could
not
thinke
of
any
man
,
They
rob
me
of
my
peace
:
I
prethee
try
Thy
voyce
,
to
put
my
heart
in
better
tune
;
There
is
a
power
in
harmony
,
some
say
,
To
charme
the
unruly
motions
of
the
braine
:
Love
is
itselfe
a
melancholy
madnesse
:
Why
should
not
Musicke
cure
the
wound
of
love
?
Melancholy
hence
,
goe
get
Some
piece
of
earth
to
be
thy
seat
,
Here
the
ayre
and
nimble
fire
,
Would
shoot
up
to
meet
desire
:
Sullen
humour
,
leave
her
blood
,
Mix
not
with
the
purer
floud
,
But
let
pleasures
swelling
there
,
Make
a
Spring-tide
all
the
yeere
.
Enter
Chrysolina
.
Chry.
How
does
my
deare
Eugenia
?
Eug.
As
well
As
this
restraint
will
give
me
leave
,
and
yet
It
does
appeare
a
part
of
my
enlargement
To
have
your
company
:
I
hope
your
sister
Enjoyes
her
health
.
Chry.
And
more
felicity
Than
I
can
boast
mine
owne
,
shee
's
halfe
a
Bride
.
Happy
i
th'
embraces
of
her
wished
servant
;
You
know
our
story
;
he
ha's
chosen
her
,
And
most
uncivilly
neglecteth
me
.
Thus
laden
with
his
scorne
,
I
come
to
practise
A
scene
of
sorrow
w'
ye
;
sure
thy
fate
Hath
spun
a
thread
for
me
,
we
are
so
like
In
our
misfortunes
:
Have
you
heard
no
newe
Of
your
ingratefull
servant
,
for
I
know
No
other
name
,
and
he
indeed
deserves
To
have
no
other
memory
,
that
takes
A
pride
in
his
disdaine
.
Eug.
Nothing
as
yet
.
But
I
have
met
occasion
to
convey
A
Letter
to
him
,
yet
I
cannot
promise
:
Enter
Yongrave
.
But
here
's
the
messenger
.
Chr.
That
Gentleman
?
I
know
the
man
you
love
then
,
is
't
not
Thornay
?
Eug.
The
same
,
I
did
conceale
him
for
his
shame
.
Chr.
Why
hee
's
a
zealous
suiter
for
my
love
.
Yon.
It
makes
for
me
that
he
continues
cruell
;
I
was
not
able
to
command
his
passion
.
But
will
she
not
mistrust
I
have
not
beene
So
carefull
in
advancing
her
desires
,
But
satisfied
my selfe
with
any
answer
,
As
knowing
what
must
bring
comfort
to
her
,
Must
needs
be
killing
to
my
hopes
?
In
what
A
narrow
path
I
tread
;
her
spring
must
be
My
frost
,
and
when
her
tree
carries
the
pride
And
bloome
of
summer
,
I
retaine
no
sap
,
But
wither
and
creepe
backward
into
earth
,
Like
a
forsaken
plant
.
Chr.
Here
I
le
obscure
.
Chrysolina
withdrawes
.
Eug.
You
are
welcome
,
Sir
.
Yon.
I
would
I
were
.
Eug.
Shall
I
beleeve
you
have
beene
faithful
to
My
griefes
request
?
Yon.
Yes
,
and
bring
comfort
backe
.
Chrys.
How
's
that
?
Eug.
Pronounce
those
words
agen
.
Yon.
I
bring
you
comfort
.
Eug.
He
did
say
so
:
What
meant
she
To
mocke
me
with
another
sad
relation
?
Was
't
a
device
in
her
to
increase
my
joy
At
meeting
,
he
did
talke
of
comfort
;
is
it
A
thing
restor'd
in
nature
?
Oh
,
before
You
blesse
my
eare
agen
with
that
wished
sound
,
Excuse
my
modesty
,
if
my
heart
present
A
kisse
to
thanke
you
.
Yon.
I
drinke
in
my
poyson
.
Eug.
Now
let
your
comforts
flow
.
Yon.
I
have
returned
you
As
true
a
lover
as
yet
ever
Mistris
Could
boast
possession
of
,
one
so
resolved
To
honour
you
.
Eug.
Can
this
be
possible
?
Yon.
I
have
examined
every
secret
thought
Within
his
foule
,
concerning
you
,
and
dare
Thus
boldly
justifie
,
he
is
your
owne
.
Eug.
Let
me
but
live
to
see
him
,
and
I
write
My
ambition
satisfied
Yon.
He
's
here
.
Eug.
Where
?
Yo.
Here
,
In
me
your
truest
servant
is
return'd
.
Chr.
Does
he
affect
her
?
Yon.
I
call
all
that
's
good
To
witnesse
with
me
,
I
discharg'd
with
zeale
The
unkind
office
to
my selfe
,
but
could
not
Incline
him
to
returne
to
any
softnesse
:
In
briefe
,
he
has
unworthily
engag'd
That
heart
belonging
to
you
,
and
would
not
be
Provoked
to
see
you
agen
.
Chr.
Eugenia
.
Chr.
leads
in
Eug.
Yon.
Is
all
this
waking
?
Have
I
seene
her
faint
?
And
did
not
she
that
cherishes
her
enemy
,
Haste
to
her
reliefe
,
and
seeme
to
suffer
with
her
?
While
I
,
as
one
had
growne
here
,
did
not
move
?
I
did
not
well
,
to
exalt
her
with
a
hope
:
To
meet
a
blessing
,
and
then
ruine
her
.
If
death
hath
whisper'd
her
aside
,
I
shall
Be
accused
,
and
I
will
take
my
preferment
To
be
sent
after
her
to
tell
her
ghost
I
lov'd
her
best
;
when
wee
are
both
immortall
She
'l
understand
me
better
.
Enter
Chrysolina
.
Is
Eugenia
alive
agen
?
Chr
,
There
is
no
danger
to
be
fear'd
;
a
qualme
.
Pray
let
me
aske
you
Sir
one
question
,
Doe
you
affect
this
Virgin
really
?
I
move
it
not
for
any
harme
.
Yon.
Would
she
had
sent
hither
,
But
with
desire
to
be
resolv'd
.
Chr.
May
be
she
has
.
Yon.
Then
tell
her
I
doe
love
her
better
Than
I
can
expresse
,
but
when
she
has
Numbred
all
things
are
excellent
on
earth
She
is
to
me
above
'em
infinitely
.
Chr.
This
carries
no
probability
.
Yon.
Would
thou
wert
a
man
Then
I
durst
tell
thee
,
I
doe
love
her
so
I
durst
be
wicked
for
her
,
and
kill
thee
.
Chr.
With
all
this
,
it
does
not
appeare
you
love
her
so
And
be
an
instrument
,
nay
plead
to
put
another
in
possession
Of
your
lov'd
treasure
;
for
if
I
mistake
not
You
late
did
urge
a
man
,
whom
shee
esteemed
Better
,
to
returne
and
marry
her
:
Can
any
man
that
loves
a
woman
truly
,
Strive
to
supplant
himselfe
and
give
away
His
comfort
?
Yon.
There
's
the
honour
of
my
service
,
When
I
am
dead
,
the
story
shall
remember
I
lov'd
a
maid
so
well
that
I
prefer'd
Whatever
she
desired
above
my selfe
,
And
cause
she
lou'd
one
better
,
was
content
,
To
serve
her
wishes
with
my
banishment
:
He
does
not
love
a
Virgin
nobly
,
whose
Affection
walkes
not
just
to
her
desires
,
To
like
e'm
'bove
his
owne
.
Chr.
If
this
can
be
,
Thou
art
the
noblest
lover
in
the
world
,
With
what
affection
shall
shee
be
blest
That
loves
him
,
when
the
mistresse
that
esteemes
Him
not
,
is
thus
rewarded
?
Enter
Eugenia
.
Eug.
Indeed
I
love
him
still
and
shall
doe
ever
,
Nor
had
I
now
returnd
to
life
,
but
that
I
had
not
tooke
my
leave
of
him
Yon.
More
corrosive
.
Eug.
If
you
'l
oblige
a
Virgin
,
For
ever
to
you
once
more
visit
him
,
Tell
him
I
lye
like
one
that
's
desperate
sicke
,
Opprest
with
griefe
of
body
,
and
of
mind
,
But
cannot
be
so
fortunate
to
quit
The
world
till
he
vouchsafe
to
visit
me
.
Bid
him
not
feare
I
will
detaine
him
long
With
idle
talke
,
sixe
words
and
I
am
dead
.
Although
he
love
me
not
,
he
may
doe
this
:
If
you
will
adde
this
to
your
other
worke
,
I
will
impose
no
more
,
indeed
I
will
not
:
So
farewell
noble
Sir
.
Exit
.
Chr.
If
you
will
please
to
joyne
with
me
,
I
doubt
not
To
effect
her
wishes
.
Yon.
No
.
Chr.
You
doe
not
know
what
power
I
have
with
him
.
Yon.
You
have
too
much
Chr.
I
le
undertake
—
Yon.
You
sha'not
rob
me
of
the
reward
.
Chr.
What
reward
?
Yon.
Perhaps
another
kisse
;
pray
tell
her
,
I
Went
cheerefully
to
finish
her
command
.
Exit
.
Chr.
I
doe
admire
and
love
this
noble
temper
,
What
flames
are
these
?
Suppresse
'em
,
they
grow
high
,
If
he
affect
her
so
,
what
hope
have
I
?
Ex.
Enter
Gerard
and
Thornay
.
Tho.
Mad
?
why
you
still
enjoy
discourse
.
Ger.
What
then
?
may
not
a
man
be
mad
,
and
yet
talke
wisely
?
Tho.
But
few
in
my
experience
.
Ger.
Doe
not
abuse
thy
knowledge
,
at
the
worst
Thou
canst
but
say
,
our
senses
are
deprav'd
,
Throwne
off
o'
th'
hinge
;
the
tongue
is
none
I
hope
,
Though
some
would
have
the
titillation
Ioynd
to
make
up
a
sixth
in
the
grave
Synode
:
Beleeve
then
I
am
mad
;
I
le
prov
't
by
reason
.
Thor.
By
reason
?
that
's
a
new
way
to
prove
it
;
But
I
le
heare
no
reason
.
Ger.
Then
thou
art
mad
thy selfe
.
Thor.
Nay
,
I
thinke
I
am
madder
o'
th
two
,
And
have
as
much
reason
,
if
there
bee
reason
Able
to
make
one
mad
;
but
let
's
be
wise
:
Or
if
it
must
be
that
y
'ave
lost
your
wits
,
Let
's
see
and
wee
can
recover
e'm
by
drinking
;
For
hee
that
is
not
sober
after
drunkennesse
,
Is
no
man
of
this
world
.
Ger.
Now
thou
talkest
wildly
.
Thor.
I
talke
wildly
,
that
would
justifie
my selfe
to
bee
in
my
wits
,
and
you
that
talk
reason
and
sense
wo'not
beleeve
y
'ave
any
.
Ger.
If
it
bee
so
,
that
may
conclude
I
ha'
lost
'em
,
And
doe
not
understand
my selfe
.
Thor.
So
,
so
,
I
should
beleeve
another
in
that
argument
,
But
not
you
,
for
in
knowing
that
,
you
prove
You
are
no
mad-man
.
Ger.
Prethee
tell
mee
,
thou
art
a
peece
of
a
Philosopher
,
And
knowest
the
naturall
causes
.
Thor.
Hold
in
that
;
I
must
confesse
,
you
are
little
Beside
your selfe
:
I
a
Philosopher
?
I
studied
Titelman
sometimes
i'
th
College
,
As
others
did
,
and
wanting
Epictetus
Lanthorne
,
slept
alwaies
with
a
watching
Candle
In
my
study
window
,
and
might
very
well
Dreame
over
learning
o'
my
Deske
,
or
so
;
What
Aristotle
might
infuse
into
My
sleepes
I
know
not
,
but
waking
I
nere
troubled
My selfe
to
understand
him
;
true
I
lov'd
His
Booke
De
Coelo
,
for
the
heavenly
Title
,
And
made
my
Father
buy
it
,
for
my
study
Of
Divinity
,
told
him
I
would
be
a
Bishop
;
That
brought
me
threescore
pound
a
yeere
for
sacke
:
I
prethee
doe
not
talke
of
learning
.
Ger.
Why
then
acknowledge
,
I
am
mad
,
and
I
have
done
.
Thor.
Well
for
this
once
I
will
allow
it
,
th'
art
mad
.
Ger.
But
wherefore
doe
y'allow
it
,
what
's
the
cause
?
Thor.
Nay
,
nay
,
I
know
not
that
.
Ger.
I
le
tell
thee
then
.
Thor.
T
is
come
about
agen
.
Ger.
And
let
thy
judgement
censure
mee
If
I
produce
not
able
reasons
—
Thor.
To
prove
madnesse
,
he
makes
me
mad
to
heare
him
;
Now
I
consider
better
on
't
,
I
confesse
You
have
some
cause
to
be
a
little
mad
,
The
losse
of
such
a
Mistresse
.
Ger.
But
of
one
?
Did
they
not
both
affect
mee
,
and
I
them
With
such
equality
of
honour
.
Thor.
Grant
it
.
Ger.
And
I
to
lose
'em
both
?
faith
speake
but
honestly
;
Is
't
not
a
wonder
that
I
doe
not
rave
And
kill
my selfe
?
how
many
have
runne
mad
For
one
that
never
lov'd
'em
?
and
shall
I
Bee
so
unmannerly
not
to
lose
my
wits
For
two
and
two
such
creatures
?
t
were
a
Solecisme
In
love
:
I
prethee
doe
not
flatter
mee
With
an
opinion
that
I
have
my
reason
;
It
cannot
bee
,
it
is
against
all
sense
,
I
should
haue
any
;
such
an
expectation
Lost
,
is
enough
to
make
the
genius
Of
all
the
world
runne
mad
,
and
I
will
straight
.
Thor.
Whither
?
Ger.
To
Bedlem
,
whether
should
I
goe
?
I
must
not
live
in
this
community
of
fooles
and
wisemen
.
Thor.
There
be
Knaves
among
us
.
Ger.
Here
all
are
happy
,
there
I
sha'not
meet
With
lovers
that
are
fortunate
,
but
with
men
Of
my
complexion
,
that
looke
twenty
wayes
At
once
,
that
sigh
and
curse
,
and
sing
mad
Carols
:
If
I
can
get
to
bee
their
Prince
,
I
le
make
A
law
it
shall
bee
death
to
smile
or
kisse
A
woman
.
Thor.
Now
I
feare
him
.
Ger.
Nay
,
wee
'le
have
An
excellent
well
governd
Common
wealth
,
A
delicate
Eutopia
,
there
shall
be
Lectures
and
publike
readings
shall
put
downe
Gressams
foundation
for
the
liberall
Arts
,
And
make
the
Citizens
bring
their
Shop-bookes
hither
To
take
fine
notes
,
how
to
bee
paid
their
debts
,
And
yet
trust
none
but
younger
brothers
:
then
Wee
will
have
penall
Statutes
against
eating
,
Live
all
by
the
ayre
of
commendations
.
No
idle
man
shall
live
within
our
State
:
Doe
y'
marke
?
they
are
the
mouthes
of
the
Republike
:
And
therefore
hee
that
has
no
other
worke
To
prevent
slothfulnesse
,
may
imploy
his
time
In
picking
strawes
,
there
will
be
a
great
plenty
.
Here
will
wee
live
together
,
and
bee
mad
Perpetually
,
wee
wo'not
bee
recovered
;
For
if
at
any
time
wee
incline
to
bee
Sober
,
and
comming
to
our
wits
againe
,
The
lash
will
whip
us
into
new
distempers
And
mad
fugaries
.
Thor.
Doe
y'
know
all
this
while
What
you
have
said
,
you
correct
me
for
speaking
Extravagantly
,
and
yet
talke
wilde
your selfe
.
Ger.
I
prethee
pardon
and
instruct
me
better
;
I
am
not
well
.
Thor.
Will
you
walke
to
your
Chamber
,
I
le
beare
you
company
.
Ger.
No
,
I
am
well
againe
.
Vpon
condition
you
will
tell
Aurelia
Shee
did
not
use
me
kindly
.
Thor.
I
will
.
Ger.
She
did
not
use
me
kindly
,
nothing
else
,
Farewell
.
Exit
.
Thor.
I
know
not
what
to
thinke
on
him
,
The
unhappinesse
was
so
sudden
,
and
unlook'd
for
,
It
might
disturbe
his
fancy
,
but
I
hope
The
worst
is
past
,
a
little
rest
will
settle
him
.
But
which
way
shall
I
recompence
the
injury
:
I
ha'
done
him
?
and
I
had
not
been
ungratefull
To
Eugenia
,
wee
might
have
both
beene
happy
.
Enter
Yongrave
.
Ha
?
't
is
hee
:
Save
you
most
Noble
Sir
;
I
ft
please
you
now
,
I
le
goe
along
with
you
Toth
'
Gentlewoman
.
Yon.
What
Gentlewoman
?
Thor.
Eugenia
,
that
wrote
the
Letter
to
me
,
I
meane
her
.
Yon.
For
what
?
Tho.
I
ha'
considered
better
,
&
doe
meane
To
make
her
satisfaction
.
Yon.
'T
is
too
late
:
You
might
have
done
this
earlier
,
your
love
Will
appeare
now
unseasonable
,
I
assure
you
.
Thor.
Pray
give
me
a
reason
.
Yon.
D'
ye
not
blush
to
aske
it
?
I
told
her
what
you
said
,
and
now
we
are
Resolv'd
;
you
cannot
blame
her
,
she
was
covetous
To
embrace
you
;
but
your
answer
being
return'd
So
peremptorily
in
her
neglect
,
we
both
agreed
.
Thor.
You
both
?
Why
what
was
that
to
you
?
Yon.
That
doubt
will
cleere
it selfe
when
we
are
married
.
Tho.
Why
,
did
you
love
her
?
Yon.
And
deserve
her
best
Of
all
the
world
:
and
yet
shee
'd
give
me
no
Assurance
till
she
knew
your
resolution
,
Which
I
was
able
to
informe
her
,
and
'T
is
now
a
bargaine
;
upon
munday
next
.
—
Thor.
Your
wedding
day
.
Yon.
Right
.
Thor.
In
very
good
time
.
You
weare
a
sword
.
Yon.
What
then
?
Thor.
I
le
only
try
how
you
can
fence
,
I
must
not
lose
her
so
.
Yon.
You
lose
her
?
you
despis'd
her
,
wo'd
not
see
her
,
Not
to
recover
her
from
death
.
D'
yee
not
Remember
such
a
saying
,
In
the
Towne
Were
many
yonger
brothers
,
that
might
be
Content
to
marry
her
;
let
her
use
her
fortune
,
For
your
owne
part
,
you
were
engag'd
,
there
was
No
wrestling
with
your
fate
:
Was
it
not
so
?
Thor.
'T
is
all
one
for
that
,
my
mind
is
altred
,
I
'm
of
another
humour
now
,
and
will
Maintaine
,
I
love
her
better
than
you
dare
.
Yo.
Then
I
must
tell
you
.
Tho.
Tell
me
no
tellings
:
Either
resigne
her
to
me
againe
,
or
—
Yon.
Resolve
me
,
pray
,
can
you
affect
her
heartily
?
Thor.
Else
let
me
perish
on
your
sword
.
Yon.
I
heard
You
court
another
Mistris
,
that
did
answer
it
with
entertainment
.
Thor.
She
was
a
very
Gipsie
.
You
were
no
sooner
parted
,
but
she
us'd
me
Basely
;
't
is
true
,
I
did
sufficiently
Deserve
it
,
for
my
breach
of
vow
to
her
I
now
alone
doe
honour
,
and
for
whom
,
(
Chang'd
into
honesty
)
I
will
rather
dye
Than
live
without
her
.
Yo.
Heaven
do's
heare
all
this
.
Thor.
I
make
no
doubt
,
and
while
my
heart
to
her
Is
reconcil'd
,
cannot
despaire
of
mercie
.
Yon.
You
shall
have
her
.
Thor.
Shall
I
?
then
I
le
love
thee
too
.
Yon.
And
know
,
she
ha's
no
thought
but
to
be
yours
,
There
ha's
no
obligation
past
betwixt
us
two
:
I
came
for
this
:
yet
I
must
tell
you
,
Sir
,
I
love
her
too
,
and
shall
doe
ever
.
Thor.
How
?
not
when
She
is
my
wife
,
I
hope
.
Yon.
Yes
then
.
Thor.
If
you
have
cut
her
up
,
and
left
her
cold
meat
,
I
shall
lose
my
stomacke
.
Yon.
With
a
holy
flame
,
Her
vertue
keeps
a
Vestall
fire
within
me
,
But
she
affects
not
me
,
yet
I
might
challenge
her
:
Nor
can
you
ever
,
but
in
right
of
me
,
Glory
your selfe
possest
;
I
have
bought
her
.
Thor.
I
hope
she
ha's
not
sold
her
maidenhead
.
Yo.
Her
vncle
(
Whose
aime
is
onely
profit
)
hath
concluded
With
me
a
price
for
her
,
and
therefore
gives
Accesse
to
none
,
till
I
ha'
prov'd
my
fortune
;
But
I
finde
her
devoted
to
you
onely
,
And
have
conform'd
my
wishes
unto
hers
;
She
loves
you
best
,
and
I
preferre
you
too
,
Returne
,
and
be
her
husband
,
I
le
direct
you
.
Enter
Caperwit
and
Dancer
.
Cap.
You
understand
my
purpose
,
you
shall
make
The
Dance
,
let
me
alone
to
write
the
songs
.
Dan.
A
Maske
will
be
delightfull
to
the
Ladies
.
Cap.
Oh
Sir
,
what
Playes
are
taking
without
these
Pretty
devices
?
Many
Gentlemen
Are
not
,
as
in
the
dayes
of
understanding
.
Now
satisfied
without
a
Iigge
,
which
since
They
cannot
,
with
their
honour
,
call
for
,
after
The
play
,
they
looke
to
be
serv'd
up
i
th'
middle
:
Your
dance
is
the
best
language
of
some
Comedies
,
And
footing
runnes
away
with
all
;
a
Scene
Exprest
with
life
of
Art
,
and
squar'd
to
nature
,
Is
dull
and
flegmatick
Poetry
.
Tho.
Enough
;
I
am
bound
to
honour
thee
,
command
my
life
,
Thou
excellent
young
man
.
Yon.
I
wish
you
happinesse
and
never
after
her
will
love
a
woman
.
Cap.
You
know
my
lodging
.
Dan.
I
le
attend
you
Sir
.
Exit
.
Cap.
I
wonder
what
's
become
of
my
hermophrodyte
?
Yongrave
,
how
is
't
man
?
what
art
melancholy
?
What
hath
hung
plummets
on
thy
nimble
soule
,
What
sleepie
rod
hath
charmd
thy
mounting
spirit
?
Yon.
Prethee
enjoy
thy selfe
.
Cap.
By
Parnassus
You
must
not
be
so
head
hung
,
why
dost
peep
—
Vnder
thy
cloake
as
thou
didst
feare
a
Serjeant
?
Enter
Simple
and
Lady
Bird
.
Who
are
these
?
my
wish
!
fortune
hath
sent
thee
a
cure
,
The
rarest
mirth
!
you
sha'not
lose
it
,
ha
,
ha
.
Bir.
You
have
strangely
wonne
me
to
obey
you
Sir
,
I
refuse
nothing
you
command
.
Sim.
Shalt
go
,
And
heare
how
I
will
talke
,
and
baffle
'em
:
But
what
if
wee
meet
Caperwit
?
Bir.
No
matter
.
Sim.
No
:
w'y
then
let
him
goe
hang
himselfe
in
his
owne
verses
,
if
the
lines
be
strong
enough
,
come
my
Nightingale
,
my
Bird
of
Paradise
.
Exit
.
Cap.
If
ever
thou
didst
love
me
,
le
ts
follow
'em
;
Feede
not
this
sullen
humour
,
I
le
promise
excellent
sport
.
Yon.
You
shall
prevaile
.
Ex.
Enter
Chrysolina
,
Aurelia
.
Chr.
It
was
not
kindly
done
,
beleeve
me
sister
,
He
did
performe
but
our
request
.
Aur.
T
is
granted
;
But
his
neglect
of
you
afflicted
me
.
Chr.
He
could
not
make
you
happy
,
and
remaine
Servant
to
me
.
Aur.
Nor
make
me
blest
,
while
you
Seem'd
discontented
.
Chr.
Doe
not
thinke
I
was
,
I
did
but
carry
trouble
in
my
face
,
When
he
declared
himselfe
withdrew
my
smiles
,
For
your
sake
,
to
make
you
appeare
most
lovely
,
And
worthy
of
his
choice
;
and
could
you
be
So
cruell
to
reject
him
,
when
he
came
To
be
confirm'd
your
owne
without
a
rivall
?
It
seemes
he
did
not
know
who
lov'd
him
best
.
Aur.
Best
?
Chr.
Yes
,
and
I
in
this
,
will
mak
't
appeare
,
That
now
you
have
exild
him
from
your
love
,
I
le
sue
for
his
affection
.
Aur.
He
is
mine
.
Chr.
But
you
Aurelia
are
not
his
;
I
will
Appeale
to
his
modest
reason
,
that
shall
guide
His
eye
to
looke
on
both
agen
,
I
doe
not
See
what
in
me
should
not
invite
him
hither
,
With
as
much
ardor
,
rather
more
,
since
he
Hath
prov'd
already
your
too
much
unkindnesse
;
What
if
this
noble
Gentleman
should
lose
His
wits
upon
't
,
will
all
your
beautie
call
His
straggling
senses
to
their
seate
agen
?
I
le
seeke
him
out
betimes
and
comfort
him
.
Aur.
T
is
more
than
will
become
you
sister
.
Chr.
How
?
Aur.
And
it
must
bring
your
modesty
in
question
,
To
follow
one
that
cares
not
for
you
Chr.
Thus
I
may
awake
his
noble
flame
,
nor
is
it
Any
dishonor
when
the
world
shall
know
How
you
have
us'd
him
,
if
I
make
returne
,
To
what
I
lov'd
so
deerely
.
Aur.
Not
while
I
may
challeng
interest
;
here
are
company
Enter
Simple
,
Bird
,
Yongrave
,
Caperwit
aloofe
.
Let
us
withdraw
,
I
have
something
more
to
tell
you
.
Chr.
Deferre
it
rather
now
;
here
comes
my
hope
.
Aur.
How
's
this
?
nay
then
I
le
stay
a
little
longer
.
Sim.
By
your
leave
Gentlewomen
,
I
should
mock
you
To
call
you
Ladies
;
perhaps
you
may
wonder
at
me
.
Chr.
I
see
no
cause
.
Sim.
Have
you
no
eyes
?
Aur.
Such
as
you
see
?
Sim.
Oh
eyes
no
eies
but
Mountaines
fraught
with
teares
!
Chr.
Hee
's
turnd
Ieronymo
.
Sim
Goe
by
,
Ieronymo
,
goe
by
,
goe
by
.
He
passeth
by
them
with
disdaine
.
Chr.
Doe
y'
know
where
you
are
?
Sim.
Yes
,
and
to
whom
I
speake
I
hope
.
Aur.
Noble
Sir
,
I
hope
you
doe
not
scorne
us
.
Sim.
Scorne
you
,
no
;
but
I
doe
not
care
a
rush
for
you
,
you
might
have
had
me
when
I
was
offered
,
t
is
none
of
my
fault
,
and
you
doe
fall
to
eating
of
chalke
,
and
dye
o
th'
black
jaundise
,
I
cannot
helpe
it
now
for
I
proclaime
,
here
is
the
what
doe
y'
call
it
,
of
my
heart
.
Aur.
Has
he
wonne
this
Lady
?
I
suspect
her
:
I
hope
you
have
not
quite
forsaken
me
;
Virgins
for
custome
sake
,
sometimes
deny
,
Beleeve
me
Sir
,
when
you
did
plead
for
love
My
heart
did
not
so
much
as
think
on
't
.
Sim.
Nay
t
is
no
matter
,
I
ha'
tooke
my
course
,
yet
I
Have
a
sute
to
you
that
you
would
not
breake
your
heart
,
Nor
you
,
to
see
us
kisse
.
Nectar
!
immortall
nectar
!
He
kisses
Bird
.
Oh
let
this
Diamond
purchase
such
another
,
T
is
pitty
that
my
lips
should
ever
open
,
To
let
the
breath
she
gave
me
,
out
agen
.
Chr.
Doe
y'
pay
so
much
for
every
kisse
?
a
Diamond
?
Sim.
I
never
offer
lesse
to
touch
her
lip
;
marry
her
hand
,
or
her
a
—
or
foote
or
so
,
I
may
salute
for
a
ruby
,
or
an
emrode
or
a
satire
;
or
so
,
but
I
have
stones
—
now
doe
thou
speake
a
little
for
their
further
mortification
.
Bir.
I
did
not
thinke
to
have
returnd
so
soone
A
trouble
to
you
but
the
importunity
Of
this
most
worthy
Gentleman
prevail'd
,
I
thinke
there
was
some
Magick
in
his
tongue
.
Sim.
Nay
you
may
sweare
that
,
the
wisest
in
the
country
,
thought
my
mother
a
Witch
.
Bir.
He
did
no
sooner
open
his
desires
,
But
he
did
wound
my
heart
,
you
see
his
bounty
,
What
jewels
hee
has
given
mee
.
Sim.
All
thine
owne
;
somebody
else
might
ha'
been
wise
and
had
'em
.
Cap.
Somebody
else
might
have
been
wise
,
and
kept
'em
.
Bir.
I
must
confesse
,
I
lov'd
another
lately
,
but
his
affection
's
frozen
up
—
Cap.
Blesse
you
bevy
of
Ladies
.
Bir.
Sir
,
you
are
come
most
seasonably
,
before
These
Gentlewomen
,
I
release
your
promise
,
My
thoughts
are
fixt
upon
this
Noble
Knight
,
Affect
now
where
you
please
;
here
is
my
husband
.
Cap.
You
are
not
married
?
Sim.
No
,
but
I
came
to
bid
you
all
to
my
wedding
,
I
have
Bespoke
Gloves
,
and
Points
,
and
knacks
,
and
knaveries
.
Cap.
I
will
dye
Hymens
Saffron
robe
in
blood
,
Put
out
the
Torches
with
the
teares
of
Virgins
,
And
make
the
Temple
quake
.
Sim.
Will
you
so
Sir
?
Cap.
Excellent
Rascall
!
Bir.
There
is
no
way
but
to
acknowledge
it
,
It
is
no
shame
in
love
,
there
's
no
disgrace
,
For
else
by
Law
he
may
recover
mee
.
Sim.
Doe
y'
heare
Sir
,
you
may
take
her
if
you
please
,
but
if
she
be
troubled
with
a
timpany
,
there
is
a
man
within
a
mile
of
an
Oke
,
I
name
no-body
,
that
has
had
,
—
some
earnest
of
her
body
.
Cap.
I
hope
you
doe
but
jest
.
Sim.
I
le
make
all
sure
;
what
a
loving
Lady
is
this
?
Cap.
Then
I
require
you
give
me
back
this
Diamond
,
The
token
once
I
gave
of
my
devotion
.
Sim.
Why
that
's
mine
,
I
gave
it
her
but
now
before
all
this
company
.
Bir.
Be
wise
and
let
him
have
it
,
't
is
like
his
within
my
Cabinet
,
let
's
be
quit
on
him
,
this
will
secure
our
marriage
.
Sim.
Let
him
have
it
there
bee
more
in
Cheapeside
,
but
let
's
not
tarry
any
longer
Bird
,
hee
'le
challenge
all
the
rest
of
thy
fethers
.
Bir.
I
will
obey
you
Sir
.
Sim.
Farewell
beauties
and
kind
Gentleman
,
if
you
come
to
my
wedding
,
I
name
no
time
,
nor
place
,
wee
'l
be
very
merry
,
excellent
cheere
I
le
promise
you
,
your
belly
full
of
Fidlers
.
Cap.
Ha
,
Ha
.
Exit
Sim.
and
Bir.
Aur.
What
did
you
meane
?
that
Ring
was
his
.
Cap.
The
Boy
shall
ha
't
agen
:
ha
,
ha
,
you
do
not
know
the
mysterie
,
this
Lady
is
a
boy
,
a
very
crackrope
boy
.
Au.
Is
't
possible
?
Cap.
I
made
him
first
disguise
himselfe
.
Aur.
Indeed
?
Cap.
Yes
faith
,
to
come
to
you
.
Aur.
Then
I
must
tell
you
Sir
,
you
have
not
us'd
us
civilly
,
to
make
our
conversation
ridiculous
,
To
talke
and
complement
with
a
Boy
.
Cap.
Sweet
Lady
,
by
Hyppocrene
—
Aur.
Doe
y'
not
thinke
your
wit
found
out
a
precious
device
to
make
me
love
you
by
a
president
;
is
this
your
great
Lady
?
Cap.
Doe
but
heare
mee
speake
.
Aur.
Not
now
,
I
know
you
have
art
enough
to
excuse
it
,
Yet
I
am
not
mercilesse
,
let
mee
entreate
Your
absence
,
without
ceremony
,
when
You
come
agen
,
your
talke
will
bee
more
musicall
.
Cap.
Doe's
shee
not
prophesie
the
conceit
,
I
goe
The
Maske
will
doo
't
,
more
musicall
?
t
is
so
.
Exit
.
Chr.
Then
hee
's
gone
to
her
Yon.
Hee
did
promise
mee
.
Chr.
Let
other
Virgins
when
they
heare
this
story
Wonder
,
but
give
mee
leave
to
love
you
for
it
,
Indeed
I
doe
;
looke
not
so
strange
,
your
vertue
Compels
mee
to
reaveale
it
,
t
is
no
shame
To
owne
a
passion
,
kindled
by
such
goodnesse
.
Yon.
If
I
doe
understand
you
,
give
mee
pardon
,
To
thinke
you
are
not
perfectly
advis'd
;
I
am
a
prisoner
still
to
my
Eugenia
.
Chr.
Shee
is
satisfied
,
and
you
are
disingaged
.
Yon.
But
shee
has
not
yet
resignd
the
heart
I
gave
,
Nor
can
I
thinke
of
any
other
Mistresse
;
Choose
in
a
plenty
of
more
happy
men
,
I
gave
too
much
away
to
love
agen
.
Exit
.
Chr.
I
will
retire
to
blush
and
weepe
.
Aur.
Not
so
.
Alas
poore
sister
,
now
I
feare
you
not
,
I
see
your
purpose
was
to
make
mee
kinde
:
I
wo'd
hee
were
my
brother
,
but
let
's
in
And
joyne
our
heads
,
some
counsell
would
doe
well
,
T
is
pitty
wee
two
should
leade
Apes
in
hell
.
Exit
.
Sic
explicit
Actus
Quartus
.
Actus
Quintus
.
Enter
Eugenia
and
Thornay
.
Eug.
MAy
I
beleeve
my selfe
so
fortunate
?
Art
thou
return'd
,
or
doe
I
dreame
thus
happily
?
Are
these
my
Thornays
armes
?
are
those
his
lips
?
Can
hee
repent
his
cruelty
and
love
?
How
soone
are
all
my
teares
dryed
up
?
I
doe
Forgive
my
griefes
,
and
thinke
they
have
been
modest
,
And
gentle
sufferings
,
who
can
merit
such
A
joy
,
that
has
not
felt
a
world
of
sorrow
?
Let
us
imbrace
agen
,
and
if
thou
canst
Confirme
mee
yet
more
,
that
I
am
awake
,
And
taste
my
true
delight
.
Thor.
By
this
,
and
this
:
Kisses
.
Through
which
,
if
it
were
possible
,
I
durst
Convey
my
soule
,
I
am
for
ever
thine
,
Created
new
to
bee
made
worthy
of
thee
,
I
have
beene
dead
too
long
to
thee
,
and
vertue
,
Committed
sinne
enough
,
in
my
neglect
Of
thee
,
to
plant
a
fierce
,
and
deepe
antipathy
In
every
womans
heart
against
mankind
;
But
you
are
mercifull
,
and
imitate
The
eternall
nature
.
Enter
Woodhamore
.
Woo.
Ha
?
how
is
this
?
a
kissing
?
Eug.
We
are
betraid
.
Tho.
So
now
t
is
done
;
I
would
not
Be
engag'd
to
kisse
you
againe
,
for
all
the
estate
.
Your
father
left
you
.
Eug.
I
hope
my
breath
has
not
offended
you
.
Tho.
I
cannot
tell
,
I
ha'
not
kist
a
woman
this
twelve-moneth
,
and
had
not
done
this
,
but
that
he
had
my
oath
to
performe
it
;
well
you
have
the
lip
labour
he
sent
you
,
Master
Yongrave
is
well
,
will
see
you
agen
shortly
—
Godbe-wi'y'
.
Eug.
Pray
stay
a
little
.
Tho.
You
'l
send
him
such
another
token
;
imploy
your
waiting
woman
,
I
am
no
common
kisse-carrier
.
Woo.
Oh
ho
,
is
't
not
otherwise
,
hee
is
a
messenger
from
Master
Yongrave
,
y'
are
welcome
Sir
.
Tho.
And
I
be
not
,
I
am
going
Sir
,
to
the
place
from
whence
I
came
Sir
?
Woo.
How
does
Master
Yongrave
?
Tho.
As
foolish
as
ever
,
he
is
still
in
love
—
Woo.
I
pray
commend
me
to
him
.
Enter
Yongrave
.
Tho.
You
may
now
commend
your selfe
,
he
is
here
.
Eug.
Oh
let
me
flie
into
his
armes
and
boast
Never
had
woman
such
a
noble
servant
,
Blest
was
that
minute
Vncle
,
in
which
you
First
knew
this
Gentleman
;
more
blessed
I
,
That
doe
enjoy
by
him
,
that
which
my
heart
Next
heaven
affecteth
most
;
't
will
be
an
age
Till
holy
Church
confirmes
our
vowes
,
I
cannot
Mannage
the
comforts
you
have
given
mee
,
I
did
not
thinke
I
should
so
soone
have
met
A
husband
,
Vncle
.
Woo.
I
am
glad
to
heare
it
.
Tho.
Command
thy
truest
servant
,
nothing
wants
But
how
to
get
her
forth
,
't
were
soone
dispatch'd
.
Yon.
Sir
,
we
resolve
not
to
lose
any
time
,
We
'l
marry
instantly
.
Woo.
With
all
my
heart
.
Yon.
The
licence
will
be
at
Church
,
as
soone
as
we
,
Then
I
shall
quickly
make
you
perfect
owner
,
Of
all
those
lands
,
that
lye
so
neere
your
Lordship
;
You
have
security
,
I
shall
performe
When
we
are
man
and
wise
.
Woo.
Right
,
Master
Yongrave
?
You
are
an
honest
Gentleman
,
my
Neece
May
glorie
in
such
a
choice
,
I
have
some
businesse
,
Excuse
three
minutes
,
I
le
dispatch
,
and
goe
Along
with
you
my selfe
.
Exit
.
Tho.
How
's
that
?
he
go
?
we
must
prevent
that
mischiefe
.
Eug.
Noble
Sir
,
what
service
can
reward
this
goodnesse
in
you
?
Yon.
If
you
acknowledge
any
benefit
From
me
,
in
that
I
am
enough
rewarded
,
I
wish
you
,
what
I
cannot
hope
for
,
joy
,
But
yet
we
have
not
finish'd
.
Tho.
What
doe
y'
thinke
?
if
—
T
is
gone
againe
,
wee
must
have
some
tricke
,
To
get
off
without
him
.
Enter
Servant
with
a
letter
to
Eugenia
.
Eug.
From
Mistresse
Chrysolina
?
Tho.
What
and
we
should
set
some
on
's
house
a-fire
,
Doe
y'
thinke
he
would
stay
to
quench
it
?
how
has
he
Liv'd
all
this
while
,
and
has
no
more
diseases
?
No
honest
Gout
to
keepe
him
warme
at
home
,
In
furres
,
no
charitable
Ague
,
fall
Into
his
legges
to
stay
him
,
no
Sciatica
?
He
is
no
Gentleman
he
scapes
so
well
.
Eugenia
reades
.
I
love
him
above
my
life
,
but
you
have
only
his
heart
,
he
sayes
;
for
which
I
languish
,
if
you
have
power
to
dispose
it
,
I
will
cherish
some
hope
,
he
will
love
me
,
at
least
for
your
sake
.
Tho.
If
he
should
with
us
,
is
't
not
possible
He
may
have
a
fall
,
and
breake
a
leg
,
and
t'
were
but
his
neck
,
why
may
not
some
prentice
throw
a
stone
,
and
put
an
eye
out
,
that
he
may
goe
to
th'
Surgeons
,
or
some
horse
,
or
cart-wheele
squeeze
his
toe
,
and
stay
his
journey
?
Eugenia
reades
.
His
noble
carriage
to
you
,
made
me
first
affect
him
,
then
since
you
are
happy
in
another
,
let
me
owe
to
your
vertue
for
his
affection
,
without
whom
I
am
the
most
miserable
—
Chrysolina
.
Eug.
Let
me
entreate
you
Sir
,
peruse
that
paper
.
Sir
you
know
Chrysolina
?
Tho.
I
doe
know
her
.
Eug.
Poore
Gentlewoman
is
in
love
with
Yongrave
:
Wee
have
arriv'd
at
our
desires
already
,
And
want
but
the
Church
sealing
,
she
is
lost
,
Vnlesse
he
meet
her
wishes
,
't
will
become
Our
piety
to
advance
,
in
what
wee
may
The
common
cause
of
love
,
then
briefely
thus
—
Yon.
Can
any
Virgin
affect
me
so
much
?
She
did
prepare
this
argument
before
.
Eug.
As
you
are
charitable
,
goe
presently
.
Tho.
And
leave
you
thus
?
Eug.
We
'l
get
off
,
well
enough
:
Eug.
and
Thor.
whisper
.
Pray
her
to
meete
us
.
Yon.
I
doe
pitty
her
,
And
I
have
learn'd
it
from
my
sufferings
;
But
I
must
keepe
my
word
,
Eugenia
Hath
still
my
heart
,
and
onely
can
dispose
it
.
Eug.
Then
I
resigne
to
her
,
in
this
alone
,
I
will
deserve
these
noble
offices
.
You
know
the
place
.
Tho.
I
'm
perfect
.
Eug.
Love
her
,
and
let
us
all
be
happy
.
Enter
Woodhamore
.
Wood.
Sir
,
I
must
desire
You
would
excuse
me
,
I
would
goe
with
you
,
But
that
I
have
considered
,
't
will
be
better
That
I
should
not
appeare
,
since
you
intend
To
have
it
private
,
there
will
be
lesse
notice
If
I
be
absent
,
and
it
may
be
thought
You
by
some
tricke
stole
her
away
:
D'
yee
marke
?
Yon.
Well
thought
on
.
Wood.
Then
,
sir
,
that
opinion
Will
save
our
credit
,
and
excuse
the
want
Of
ceremony
,
and
the
fruitlesse
charge
,
Which
is
expected
at
her
marriage
:
Is
it
not
best
?
Yon.
You
shew
your
providence
.
Eug.
Though
I
could
wish
your
presence
.
Wood.
Y'
are
not
wise
,
Eugenia
,
goe
to
the
Church
,
and
let
me
Salute
you
quickly
happy
bride
and
bridegroome
:
Away
,
I
say
.
Eug.
He
ha's
prevented
us
.
Exeunt
.
Wood.
The
Land
's
my
own
,
you
wrong
your
joyes
to
tarry
,
I
would
I
had
more
Neeces
thus
to
marry
.
Exit
.
Enter
Thornay
and
Chrysolina
.
Thor.
Nay
,
never
blush
,
but
haste
and
meet
the
Gentleman
.
You
have
no
reason
to
distrust
me
,
Lady
,
After
this
circumstance
.
Chr.
Can
I
be
so
happy
?
Thor.
Have
a
strong
faith
,
and
finde
it
so
,
Though
once
I
was
guilty
of
some
wrong
to
thee
.
Chry.
Never
to
me
:
or
if
you
had
this
newes
Is
recompence
enough
.
Thor.
I
le
tell
thee
now
:
I
was
the
cause
that
Gerard
did
neglect
thee
,
In
hope
to
gaine
thee
for
my selfe
;
I
told
him
Thou
had'st
halfe
consented
to
be
mine
.
Chr.
This
truth
?
Thor.
Bade
him
direct
his
Courtship
to
Aurelia
,
And
so
be
sure
of
one
:
poore
Gentleman
Beleev'd
,
and
after
lost
thy
sister
too
:
But
if
no
cure
be
seasonably
apply'd
,
Gerard
,
I
feare
,
will
sinke
beneath
his
losse
.
Chr.
Was
this
the
cause
?
Thor.
I
must
accuse
my selfe
.
Chr.
I
le
tell
Aurelia
this
.
Tho.
Doe
so
.
Chr.
She
meant
to
visit
him
,
but
this
wil
give
her
wings
.
Thor.
I
will
intreat
her
pardon
,
but
make
haste
,
I
wo'd
not
willingly
be
seene
.
Chr.
I
feele
Another
soule
,
what
raptures
are
distill'd
Vpon
my
heart
?
Enter
Caperwit
.
Cap.
She
cannot
choose
but
take
it
.
Thor.
You
know
how
to
direct
her
,
but
be
swift
In
your
returne
.
—
Mr.
Caperwit
?
Cap.
Your
servant
.
Sir
,
if
my
sight
be
not
unfaithfull
,
I
have
seene
you
.
Thor.
I
owe
much
to
your
eyes
,
It
was
my
happinesse
to
see
you
here
.
Cap.
I
doe
remember
.
Thor.
I
observ'd
your
courtship
To
faire
Aurelia
.
Cap.
Pray
sir
,
can
you
dance
?
Tho.
Dance
?
Cap.
I
presume
you
are
a
friend
to
her
,
Whose
name
made
sweet
your
breath
so
late
.
Thor.
It
did
not
stinke
before
.
Ca.
Excuse
my
Poetry
.
Thor.
Cry
you
mercy
.
Cap.
I
know
y
'ave
heard
wherein
consists
my
excellence
.
Th.
You
are
a
Prince
in
Poetry
,
&
please
your
Excellence
.
Cap.
The
phrase
in
Latine's
modest
,
use
no
reverence
,
To
tell
you
true
,
you
are
a
friend
,
I
am
upon
a
Maske
—
Tho.
That
made
you
aske
if
I
could
dance
.
Cap.
'T
is
right
,
and
you
should
doe
me
honour
To
lend
your
person
to
it
,
but
I
wo'd
Have
it
this
night
,
before
my
Mistris
,
whose
Mention
perfum'd
your
lips
so
late
.
Thor.
Sweet
language
!
Wy'
your
favour
,
Mr.
Caperwit
,
who
are
the
Principall
Maskers
?
Cap.
Faith
I
have
none
yet
,
Beside
my selfe
,
but
a
foolish
Knight
,
one
Sir
Gervace
,
And
's
Lady
,
I
want
persons
.
Thor.
Let
me
furnish
you
.
Cap.
And
tye
my
everlasting
friendship
to
you
.
Th.
They
shall
be
of
quality
,
most
of
your
acquaintance
:
What
if
Aurelia
be
one
?
she
loves
you
,
I
ha'
discovered
that
;
I
know
shee
'l
do
't
,
Her
Sister
for
another
,
and
my selfe
,
Frank
Gerard
and
Iack
Yongrave
,
with
his
Mistris
.
Cap.
The
number
I
desire
.
Thor.
I
know
your
lodging
,
say
no
more
,
I
le
bring
'em
,
This
afternoone
to
practise
,
we
may
soone
Perfect
a
dance
.
Cap.
Shall
I
trust
to
you
?
Thor.
Here
's
my
hand
.
Cap.
I
kisse
it
.
Thor.
I
may
give
you
a
hint
perhaps
for
the
device
too
.
Cap.
I
have
no
other
gratitude
but
this
,
Live
but
a
weeke
,
I
le
send
you
an
Ode
;
or
dye
,
I
le
write
your
Epitaph
.
Exit
.
Thor.
I
have
no
purpose
to
put
your
Muse
To
such
expence
.
Farewell
Phantasma
.
Enter
Chrysolina
.
Chr.
Have
I
not
beene
tedious
?
I
told
my
sister
all
,
and
she
is
gone
To
Mr.
Gerard
,
if
their
meeting
prosper
,
I
have
directed
where
to
find
us
.
Thor.
Excellent
,
come
,
let
's
away
,
A
thousand
joyes
expect
us
.
Exeunt
.
Enter
Gerard
in
his
gowne
and
cap
.
Ger.
I
once
beleev'd
women
were
full
of
pitty
,
Of
soft
and
gentle
constitutions
:
But
I
have
found
'em
cruell
:
for
Aurelia
,
One
of
the
best
of
all
her
sex
,
doth
owne
A
hard
and
tyrannous
nature
.
Enter
servant
.
Ser.
Sir
,
t
is
done
.
Ger.
I
prethee
let
it
be
vndone
,
as
I
am
.
Ser.
The
Song
,
Ger.
I
gave
to
be
taught
Musicke
?
I
le
hear
't
anon
:
I
prethee
goe
—
Ser.
Whither
?
Ger.
To
Prison
.
Ser.
How
Sir
?
Ger.
Yes
,
and
aske
when
are
the
Sessions
.
Ser.
They
are
every
moneth
.
Ger.
I
would
't
were
execution
day
to morrow
.
Ser.
Why
,
with
your
pardon
,
doe
you
wish
it
,
Sir
?
Ger.
I
would
intreat
the
Surgeons
to
beg
Some
Woman
for
Anatomy
,
nothing
else
:
I
have
heard
their
Lectures
very
much
commended
,
And
I
'd
be
present
when
they
read
upon
Her
heart
:
for
sure
there
is
much
difference
Betweene
a
Woman
and
a
Man
,
in
that
Same
thing
we
call
a
heart
,
they
doe
not
love
As
we
doe
;
we
are
fooles
,
indeed
we
are
,
To
dote
so
much
upon
'em
,
and
betray
The
glory
of
our
creation
,
to
serve
A
female
pride
;
we
were
borne
free
,
and
had
From
the
great
Maker
Royall
priviledge
,
Most
brave
immunities
:
but
since
have
made
Tame
forfeit
of
our
Charter
.
Let
me
see
't
,
It
is
the
same
,
first
read
it
,
reach
the
chaire
:
T
is
yet
no
Song
,
infuse
a
soule
into
it
.
Song
.
If
Love
his
Arrowes
shoot
so
fast
,
Soone
his
feathered
stocke
will
waste
:
But
I
mistake
in
thinking
so
,
Love's
Arrowes
in
his
Quiver
grow
:
How
can
he
want
Artillery
?
That
appeares
too
true
in
mee
:
Two
shafts
feed
upon
my
brest
,
Oh
,
make
it
Quiver
for
the
rest
,
Kill
me
with
love
,
thou
angry
sonne
Of
Cytherea
,
or
let
one
,
One
sharpe
golden
Arrow
flye
,
To
wound
her
heart
for
whom
I
dye
.
Cupid
,
if
thou
bee'st
a
Childe
,
Be
no
god
,
or
be
more
milde
.
Enter
Aurelia
and
Servant
.
Ser.
I
have
not
,
since
I
serv'd
him
,
knowne
him
so
Opprest
with
melancholy
;
hee
's
asleepe
,
I
dare
not
wake
him
.
Aur.
I
le
expect
a
while
.
Ser.
This
quiet
will
much
benefit
him
,
hee
Began
to
talke
idly
.
Aur.
Heaven
preserve
the
temper
of
his
braine
.
Ser.
He
wakes
.
Ger.
Ha
,
t
is
not
shee
,
doe
I
dreame
still
;
Come
hither
,
dost
thou
see
nothing
?
Ser.
Yes
,
a
Gentlewoman
that
came
to
visit
you
.
Ger.
Doe
not
abuse
thy
master
,
't
is
not
possible
Aurelia
Will
doe
me
so
much
honour
;
in
my
sleepe
Me thought
I
parled
with
her
,
and
my
fancy
Hath
not
yet
lost
her
shape
;
Oh
my
Aurelia
!
Aur.
I
come
to
aske
thy
pardon
.
Ger.
Doe
not
mocke
me
.
Thou
wo't
bee
cruell
when
I
wake
agen
;
And
then
I
shall
repent
I
dream't
so
sweetly
.
Aur.
Y'
are
now
awake
,
and
I
am
your
Aurelia
,
That
if
you
can
forgive
her
past
neglect
,
Will
give
you
proofe
of
her
repentance
,
But
these
teares
—
Ger.
Let
not
the
ground
be
hallowed
with
Such
water
,
I
have
a
heart
to
drinke
this
Balsome
:
Enough
Aurelia
,
doe
not
make
thy
eyes
Poore
,
to
enrich
thy
bosome
,
where
the
drops
Shew
like
a
Carkanet
of
Pearle
upon
it
,
Thou
hast
enough
restor'd
mee
.
Aur.
Oh
my
Gerard
!
Thou
art
too
mercifull
,
and
dost
forgive
Too
soone
the
injury
I
did
thy
love
;
But
I
am
come
to
make
thee
satisfaction
;
And
this
is
but
a
shadow
of
those
joyes
,
Wee
must
divide
,
if
you
vouchsafe
to
follow
,
As
I
direct
.
Ger.
T
is
sinne
not
to
obey
.
Aur.
You
must
walk
then
.
Ger.
It
is
to
heaven
thou
goest
.
Convey
mee
swiftly
thither
.
Aur.
Nay
,
t
is
hast
is
now
required
.
Ger.
What
blisse
can
bee
deny'd
,
A
man
that
followes
such
an
Angell-guide
?
Exeunt
.
Enter
Thumpe
.
Thum.
Where
in
the
name
of
simplicity
,
should
my
Master
be
all
this
while
?
I
have
been
at
sixe
Ordinaries
,
twelve
Tavernes
,
and
I
thinke
foure
and
twenty
Bawdy-houses
,
places
that
Gentlemen
use
to
frequent
,
and
yet
cannot
find
him
:
well
,
I
am
resolv'd
to
aske
every
man
I
meet
;
and
if
I
cannot
heare
of
him
the
sooner
,
I
le
have
him
cryed
.
Enter
Yongrave
and
Eugenia
.
Pray
did
you
see
my
Master
?
Yon.
Thy
Master
?
I
know
him
not
.
Thump
.
Nay
Sir
,
did
you
see
him
?
for
if
you
see
him
,
you
cannot
choose
but
know
him
;
for
hee
had
a
hundred
markes
brought
him
warme
out
of
the
Country
this
morning
.
Yon.
Much
good
doe
it
him
next
his
heart
,
I
see
him
not
.
Ex.
Thump
.
No
,
no
;
there
is
no
hope
,
't
is
but
an
unmannerly
tricke
of
any
Master
,
to
leave
his
man
o'th
is
fashion
;
t
is
well
there
is
no
presse
abroad
,
no
disguis'd
Constables
twelve
pence
,
and
the
Kings
name
would
put
mee
into
a
pittifull
Feaver
,
and
I
should
curse
Sir
Gervace
in
another
Country
,
as
often
as
I
heard
the
report
of
a
Musket
,
for
bringing
me
up
no
better
,
that
might
ha'
hv'd
quietly
at
home
,
and
gone
a
feasting
with
the
train'd
Band
without
any
danger
.
Enter
Thornay
,
Chrysol
.
Here
is
another
youth
,
and
his
commodity
,
I
'le
enquire
of
him
,
Pray
did
you
see
my
Master
?
Thor.
Thy
Master
,
what
's
he
.
Thum.
A
Knight
Sir
,
I
le
assure
you
,
of
the
last
edition
that
Was
my
foolish
Master
,
for
want
of
a
better
.
Thor.
His
name
?
Thum.
Sir
Gervace
Simple
.
Thor.
Something
of
a
blacke
complexion
,
with
a
weezell
face
.
Thum.
The
same
Sir
.
Thor.
In
a
doublet
of
Orange-tawny
Satten
,
richly
laced
?
and
blew
trunke
hose
very
sutable
?
Thum.
Very
right
Sir
.
Thor.
A
long
Italian
Cloake
came
down
to
his
elbowes
,
a
Spanish
Ruffe
,
and
long
French
stockings
.
Thump
.
Iust
the
same
,
how
happy
was
I
to
meet
with
this
Gentleman
.
Thor.
Faith
honest
friend
,
I
saw
none
such
.
Thum.
Pox
o'
these
questions
.
Thor.
But
if
thou
'lt
goe
with
me
,
I
may
chance
helpe
to
a
sight
of
this
Pageant
.
Thum.
Heaven
blesse
your
worship
,
and
the
sweet
fac'd
modicum
in
your
company
.
Exeunt
.
Enter
Master
Golds.
Mistresse
Golds.
Mis.
To
prison
with
your
servants
Husband
;
hang
Them
all
,
unlesse
they
finde
our
daughters
.
Gol.
And
I
have
sent
to
Sir
Iohn
Woodhamores
,
They
may
be
with
his
Neece
.
Mis.
They
never
us'd
Thus
to
absent
themselves
;
Oh
me
unhappy
!
Gol.
Wee
have
been
too
indulgent
.
Mis.
I
would
have
had
them
more
restrain'd
,
yong
wenches
That
have
so
many
sutors
,
grow
soone
wanton
,
And
throw
off
their
obedience
;
had
you
been
Forward
as
I
,
they
had
been
married
;
And
then
wee
had
not
suffered
this
perplexity
.
I
did
commend
an
honorable
man
,
But
your
deliberation
hath
mar'd
all
,
And
they
were
here
agen
—
Gol.
Have
patience
wife
,
They
are
not
lost
for
ever
.
Mis.
No
,
no
,
lost
?
They
'l
come
agen
,
double
I
warrant
you
,
And
perhaps
treble
,
with
some
unthrift
husbands
,
Of
their
owne
choosing
.
Gol.
It
does
trouble
me
.
They
were
not
us'd
to
walke
abroad
without
A
servant
,
to
waite
on
'em
.
Mis.
You
must
thinke
They
have
servants
of
their
owne
,
for
such
a
businesse
,
Young
maids
have
plentie
of
such
waiting
men
,
And
this
has
beene
a
long
conspiracy
,
I
le
lay
my
life
.
Enter
Servant
.
Gol.
What
hast
found
'em
yet
?
Ser.
I
can
heare
no
newes
,
And
Sir
Iohn
Woodhamore
is
much
troubled
Sir
,
His
Neece
is
gone
too
.
Gol.
Hey
day
!
Ser.
Sh
'as
been
absent
Ever
since
morning
.
Gol.
Pretious
,
pretious
theeves
!
Eugenias
gone
,
le
ts
have
'em
cried
together
.
Mis.
They
that
have
found
em
,
will
too
soone
I
feare
,
Alter
the
property
.
Gol.
We
shall
keepe
no
virgins
i
th
towne
shortly
.
Enter
Woodhamore
.
Welcome
Sir
Iohn
.
Wood.
Is
not
my
Neece
Eugenia
here
?
Gol.
Not
here
.
Mis.
Wee
have
lost
our
daughters
,
and
that
's
two
for
one
.
Gol.
Ours
have
been
absent
ever
since
the
morning
.
Nor
can
we
study
what
's
become
on
'em
Wood.
Is
't
possible
?
is
there
no
plot
in
this
?
Gol.
Our
servants
have
enquired
in
every
place
.
Of
our
acquaintance
.
Wood.
I
will
tell
you
Sir
,
You
doe
remember
Master
Yongrave
.
Gol.
A
servant
of
your
Neeces
;
Woo.
The
same
Sir
With
my
consent
,
he
tooke
her
forth
this
morning
.
To
marry
her
,
I
doe
beleeve
he
has
don
't
,
But
it
doth
wracke
my
braine
,
why
they
should
stay
thus
,
They
might
have
married
,
forty
times
by
this
.
Gol.
You
did
perhaps
desire
it
private
.
Woo.
And
he
too
.
Gol.
I
will
engage
my
life
they
are
all
together
.
Woo.
Doe
you
thinke
so
?
Gol.
I
am
confident
,
le
ts
in
to
supper
,
and
expect
the
best
.
Enter
Servant
,
and
whispers
Mistresse
Goldsworth
.
What
newes
with
him
?
Mis.
T
is
something
that
he
sayes
.
Ser.
I
cannot
find
em
.
Gol.
How
?
Ser.
But
I
have
met
a
Gentleman
,
that
can
Tel
you
some
newes
.
Gol.
That
does
concerne
my
daughters
?
Ser.
So
he
reports
,
he
is
a
cunning
man
,
I
think
a
conjurer
,
He
talkes
of
art
,
and
spirits
.
Enter
Caperwit
like
a
Coniurer
.
This
is
he
Sir
.
Cap.
Gentles
in
your
troubled
brow
,
I
read
what
you
desire
to
know
,
Let
no
feare
invade
your
heart
;
I
will
tell
by
powerfull
art
,
Your
Childrens
fate
,
and
where
they
are
:
Know
then
,
they
are
wandred
farre
,
Led
by
Cupid
God
of
loves
,
They
have
now
arriv'd
those
groves
,
Where
no
happie
soule
can
sleepe
,
Venus
doth
there
revels
keepe
.
Consecrating
day
and
night
,
To
song
,
to
kisses
,
and
delight
:
They
in
Elysium
breath
,
chuse
whether
,
They
shall
move
thence
,
or
you
goe
thither
.
Woo.
This
is
some
Poeticall
businesse
.
Mis.
Sweet
husband
let
us
goe
to
'em
,
I
have
heard
Poets
talke
much
of
Elysium
,
I
would
faine
see
whither
they
be
honest
of
their
words
or
no
.
Gol.
No
it
will
befit
them
to
come
to
us
.
Cap.
It
shall
be
so
:
harmonious
straines
,
That
doe
blesse
those
happy
plaines
;
Vsher
them
forth
,
and
shame
the
spheares
,
Charme
with
heavenlier
notes
our
eares
,
Recorders
.
That
when
we
see
the
lovers
come
,
We
may
beleeve
Elysium
It selfe
come
hither
,
all
those
bowers
,
And
the
shades
of
pleasure
ours
.
Enter
mask'd
Yongrave
,
Chrysolina
,
Gerard
,
Aurelia
,
Thornay
Eugenia
,
Simple
Bird
,
betweene
every
couple
a
torch
carried
,
they
march
ouer
the
Stage
,
and
Exeunt
.
Gol.
Who
are
all
these
?
Mis.
I
ghesse
some
of
them
,
oh
that
I
were
in
Elysium
VVood.
What
are
they
vanished
?
Another
turne
of
your
art
Good
Sir
.
Cap.
Chime
other
musicke
.
Enter
the
Maskers
,
and
dance
.
VVoo.
Now
they
will
discover
.
Master
Yongrave
?
I
rejoyce
Yon.
discovers
.
To
see
you
here
,
this
is
the
Gentleman
I
prais'd
so
much
,
hee
has
Married
now
my
Neece
.
Chr.
But
I
must
aske
your
blessing
,
we
are
married
,
Wood.
Chris
.
unveiles
.
Ha
,
another
Sweetheart
;
I
am
abus'd
,
hee
is
a
very
Knave
;
where
is
my
Neece
?
Gol.
Is
hee
worse
for
marrying
of
my
child
?
nay
,
then
my
Blessing
on
you
both
,
my
sonne
and
daughter
.
Mis.
Aur.
unveiles
.
Where
's
Aurelia
?
Aur.
Here
Mother
,
I
have
met
a
Husband
too
,
let
us
divide
your
Prayers
—
soft
Master
Caperwit
Ger.
discovers
.
wee
are
married
Sir
already
.
Cap.
How
married
?
did
not
you
promise
mee
?
Gol.
Master
Gerard
?
nay
and
it
be
no
worse
I
care
not
rise
to
my
heart
.
Ger.
My
duty
shall
deserve
it
,
t
is
ene
so
,
good
Master
Caperwit
you
must
dance
without
her
.
Cap.
Have
I
made
verses
and
studied
speeches
for
this
?
Mis.
Since
there
's
no
remedy
,
I
blesse
you
both
,
but
I
did
Eug.
unveiles
.
wish
—
Eug.
Sir
:
if
you
will
acknowledge
your
Neece
.
You
must
accept
a
Nephew
too
:
we
are
as
fast
as
they
.
Woo.
Death
!
I
am
coozend
,
cheated
,
there
is
law
.
Yon.
And
there
is
conscience
.
Th.
I
le
not
give
you
a
penny
.
Yon.
I
will
not
publish
Sir
your
avarice
,
Wish
em
good
joy
.
Woo.
Well
,
t
is
done
.
Tho.
Yes
faith
Vncle
,
wee
are
coupled
,
man
and
wife
.
Woo.
I
le
enquire
how
this
came
about
hereafter
;
Looke
you
love
her
Sir
.
Tho.
As
I
will
doe
my
soule
.
Sim.
Gentlemen
,
all
is
not
yet
discovered
;
there
are
a
paire
behind
,
worth
taking
notice
of
;
doe
y
know
Sir
Gervace
Simple
,
I
am
the
man
.
Thu.
Simple
as
he
stands
there
.
Sim.
And
this
is
my
Lady
—
what
does
thy
haire
come
off
already
.
Pag.
Your
worship
is
a
most
egregious
coxcombe
.
Sim.
A
boy
?
Gentlemen
,
have
I
married
a
boy
,
or
is
shee
metamorphis'd
?
Yon.
Ha
,
ha
,
Master
Caperwits
Page
.
Om.
Give
you
joy
Sir
.
Pag.
The
Bird
is
flowne
indeed
law
.
Sim.
Bird
?
they
make
a
coxcombe
of
me
.
Cap.
I
am
glad
somebody
else
is
coozend
beside
my selfe
;
Nay
,
nay
take
her
,
there
is
a
man
within
a
mile
of
an
Oake
,
I
name
no body
,
has
had
earnest
of
her
body
.
Sim.
Bawdy
quoth
a
Thumpe
,
I
will
sell
thee
my
Knighthood
for
halfe
the
mony
it
cost
me
,
and
turne
Yeoman
in
the
Country
agen
;
why
there
is
neither
wit
nor
honesty
in
this
.
Thu.
Be
ruld
by
me
,
le
ts
to
some
Taverne
,
and
Drinke
away
melancholy
.
Sim.
I
,
and
then
we
may
steale
away
disguisd
,
a
match
!
Tho.
Nay
,
nay
,
le
ts
all
together
,
and
make
a
merry
night
on
t
,
Sim
.
Why
how
now
Thumpe
,
are
you
sneaking
away
?
Gol.
Le
ts
all
together
.
Ge.
But
first
we
must
the
licence
of
these
Gentlemen
.