LOVES cruelty. A TRAGEDY, As it was presented by her Majesty's Servants, at the private House in Drury Lane.  
Written by James Shirley Gent.  
LONDON, Printed by Tho. Cotes, for Andrew crook. 1640.   

To the hopeful pair of noble brothers, Cornet George Porter, and Mr. Charles Porter.  
THe knowledge of your growing virtues, have begot in all men love, in me admiration, and a desire to serve the manifold obligations I have to the true Example of worth Captain Endemion Porter, instructed me to this presentation of my devoted respects to your noble selves, the true Ideas of his virtues. You are so equal in all the attributes of goodness, that it were a difficult endeavour for me to distinguish between your perfections: Only noble Captain that priority which your birth has allowed you, engages me in the first place to tender my service to yourself, which I imagined could not have been really accomplished, had I not joined your brother in this act of my gratitude to you. Accept therefore heroic pair of brothers, this tender of his best devotions, to you who has no greater ambition than to be esteemed,  
the true servant of both your virtues W. A.   

LOVES cruelty.  

Actus Primus.  Enter Bellament, Clariana. Cla. 
YOu sha'not go, indeed you sha'not  Bel. 
Lady.  Cla. 
Unless the fault of your poor entertainment  Bel. 
Nay now you trespass, and dishonour me  
With a suspicion that I can be so  
unjust, as not to acknowledge, you have made  
A free, and liberal welcome— but excuse  Cla. 
Love shall supply, what else hath been defective,  
To express my thanks for your kind visit  Bel. 
'tis  
Business that now ravish me away  
By this white hand, which but to kiss, would tempt me  
To dwell an age here, I must wait upon  
The Duke  Cla. 
Why so you may  Bel. 
'tis now my time.  Cla. 
You are not tied to such a strict observance  
That half an hour can prejudice you, come  
I know you may dispense with duty so much.  Bel. 
You may command;  Cla, 
Not any thing that shall  
Reflect injurious to yourself,  Bel. 
I know  
You have more charity.  Cla 
If there be other  
Cause, that concerns your honour, or your fortune,  
Trust me, I would not by a minute's stay  
be guilty of your wrong, and yet methinks  
If there were any thing you might tell me;  
there's not a thought, that I dare keep from you,  
No sigh you may know from whence it breaks,  
I have not had a tear, but you have searched  
The very spring, come is't some other friend?  Bel. 
O do not so far wound your servant Madam  
To think my heart can allow any time  
For the imagination of another  
Woman, did all the goodness of the sex  
Conspire in one without you, I should love  
My first election, and be blessed to write  
All my devotion here; if by the title  
Of friend, you understand a man, there is  
But one in the whole world I dare call friend,  
And I am confident it would trouble me  
As much to find a cause that would offend him  
As to be guilty of the sin.  Cla. 
Hippolito.  Bel. 
If he expected me a day, the crime  
Were easily purged, I can presume on him  Cla. 
This is but little of that Character  
I have heard your tongue deliver, if his love  
Be what you often have proclaimed, trust me  
He is a treasure  Bel. 
Such as both the Indies  
Sha'not buy, from me,  Cla. 
Whatthing's rare in him  
'Bove other friends?  Bel. 
His love his love Clariana;  Cla. 
That may be found in many  Bel. 
But not so rich of so exact a nature  
All other is but drossy;  Cla. 
He will venture  
His life to advance your cause  Bel. 
He has done't often  
But that is not the thing for which I bosom  
Hippolite, I can return full weight  
Of blood for his, engage myself to dangers  
As high and horrid as he can for me,  
But every daring fellow in the street  
Can draw a sword, and will for his gay honour  
Which sways him more than his religion,  
I'th' field maintain a good or impious quarrel:  
But he is such a one to me, the name  
Of friend's too narrow for him, and I want  
A word that carries more divinity  
To express his love.  Cla. 
You are not nice to extol him,  
What has he done?  Bel. 
An act above all friendship  
That yet had story, 'bove all recompense  
I am not capable of a cause, to quit  
His unexampled virtue;  Cla. 
This is strange  Bel. 
You will acknowledge when you hear it, and  
It does concern you somewhat.  Cla. 
Me, pray let not  
My ignorance make me so unhappy, not  
To give my thanks if he hath aimed apat  
Of courtesy to me, what is't?  Bel. 
He dares not see thee  Cla. 
Dares not see me why  
Am I so terrible? does he fear I shall  
Transform him? sure Minerva never dressed  
My hairs, he should imagine I present  
Medusa to him, dares not see me? I  
Shoot no infection, nor breathe any mist  
That shall corrupt him, what's his reason pray?  Bel. 
Because I love thee, I ha' courted him  
As some would do their mistress, but to be  
Companion of one visit, and his love  
Would not permit him  Cla. 
Not to see your friend.  Bel. 
He loves me so well, that he dares not trust  
His frailty with thy sight, whom I have so  
Commended, lest before our marriage  
Some thing should share in his affection  
Which he hath studied to preserve entire  
For me, he will not trust his eyes with any  
Beauty I love, lest they should stray with too much  
Licence, and by degrees corrupt his faith  
He knows not what may thieve upon his senses  
Or what temptation may rise from him.  
To undo us all  Cla. 
A rare and noble friendship.  Bel. 
Is't not Clariana?  Cla. 
He need not fear I shall  
Commit a rape upon his friendship, and  
A love so just and perfect as his, cannot  
With one sight of a woman, armed with more  
Beauty than mine, be violated;  
He dares not trust his frailty, he has faults  
Belike though he be such a miracle  
In friendship, pray enjoy him, and by no means  
Tempt his soft nature to a crime so great  
As seeing me, it shall suffice my love's  
To thee inviolable, and what opinion  
For your sake, I may modestly allow  
The man I never saw, because your friend  
Be confident he has it.  Bel. 
thou'rt all sweetness  
But I forget my attendance on the Duke  
Now you allow my absence, virtuous thoughts  
Stream in your bosom.  Cla. 
Not one kiss at parting?  Bel. 
Let one speak the devotion of your servant  
That would but dares not stay, to print a thousand,  Cla. 
Milena. Exit.  Mil 
Madam,  Cla. 
Is Bellament gone?  Mil. 
Yes Madam  Cla. 
I must see this strange friend, bid make ready  
The caroche, and do attend—  Mil. 
I shall  Cla. 
Dares not trust his frailty with a woman, a fine fellow  Enter Hippolito. Courtier. Hip. 
Eubella come to Court  Cour. 
This morning Sir  
And much graced by the Duke, Sebastian  
Her father made a Knight  Hip. 
A Knight? why much good do't him, he's a gentleman may deserve it for his daughter's sake. The Duke has the advantage, he is able to make great men, there is no band to a round pension per annum, or the severe brow of authority, promotion will turn the stomach, we under-sinners o'the commonwealth, ha nothing but our good parts to procure for us, she is like to become game royal then.  Cour. 
The Duke pretends she shall be in some place near the Duchess,  Hip. 
In some near place with the Duke, when the Duchess is in another bed and never Dreams on't; she may in time be a gamester, in the mean time the Duke will play at Cards with her, and if he chance turn up a coat, the honour shall be hers, and a stock perhaps to set up the precious sin withal, is she not yet Ladified?  Cour. 
She is in the way to rise  Hip. 
Thou art mistaken, she is in the way to fall, a handsome Gentle woman and new come to Court, in the high way to fall too, if any thing will do't, the Duke has taken a course to take in her Maiden towns.  Cour. 
Did not you love her?  Hip. 
No faith, I cannot properly say I did ever love her, she was too honest, if she have prayed since, she has been sorry for loving me so well,— she was too wise to be a whore, and I was not so much a fool to marry, till my time were come,  Cour. 
What time?  Hip. 
Why the fall of the leaf, when my Summer is over, the Dog-days may do much woe me, marry before one and thirty? a solecism, 'tis more honourable to be a peep out, then stand at a single game, 'tis neither Courtly nor fashionable, and what's become of her wise brother?  Cour. 
He cannot do amiss in the general advancement, if his father and sister rise—  Hip. 
He must needs show a high forehead, 'tis such a dog in a wheel, he'll never become a doublet in fashion, he talks as if he had read Poetry out of Almanacs, and makes a leg like a Farmer, I wonder who begot him?  Cour. 
His father.  Hip. 
What father? It had been a question, had his mother been a Courtier, and not lived and died honest in the Country, they that look upon him, and his sister, would never think two, Pollux and Helena, twins, i'th' same egg, yet she may be a good hen hereafter and lay, but and he be not addled, he is wiser than his nurse took him for  Cour. 
Will you not see 'em in?  Hip. 
Where are they?  Co. 
I'th' garden where the Duke hath been this half hour in private discourse with her  Hip. 
No I'll back again, I ha' not eaten today, and I dare not look upon an honest woman fasting, 'tis ominous, and we have too many fishdays already, if the Duke ask for me make some excuse,  Co. 
I owe my preferment to you, and you may challenge my services,  Enter Bellament. Bel. 
Friend whither in such haste  Hip. 
If thou lov'st me interrupt me not, I dare not stay, there are new things at Court, and I ha' not provided a compliment yet I'll see thee anon.  Bel. 
Farewell. Wild as the wind some crochet has possessed him  
And he is fixed to follow't he but wants  
A little pruning, and no Courtier  
Could grow up more accomplished, I could wish him  
An ounce or two of snow to qualify  
Some fury in his blood, were there no women  
He would be a brave man, but why do I  
Trouble myself, that am secure? the Duke.  Enter Duke leading Eubella, Sebastian, Bovalda, Court. Du. 
You are too modest  Eu 
That was not wont to be a vice my Lord  
Or if it be too homely for the Court  
And out of fashion, with your highness' pardon  
I shall be welcome with it, to the place  
I came from.  Seb. 
Hold that constant my Eubella.  Du. 
Will you still be ignorant?  Bo. 
Is not that your daughter?  Seb 
She was  Bo. 
Has she found another father?  Seb. 
She has found a misery  Bo. 
Let them tell the marks that lost it and take it again  
By my consent  Du. 
Bellament  Bel. 
My Lord  Du. 
Is she not an excellent creature, were't not pity  
That so much beauty should be cast away  
Upon a thankless woman?  Be. 
How sir  Du. 
That won't use it to her best advantage?  
I have been courting this hour for  
A smile.  Bel. 
I like not this  Seb. 
Nor I.  Bel. 
I cannot but congratulate your good fortune  Seb. 
Do not, do not  
You ever have been held an honest man.  
Pray, do not mock me, it has pleased his grace  
To give, me a new name; a ribbon in my forehead  Bo. 
Sebastian's a forehorse-but would I were to be the Duke's taster,  Seb. 
But there's a price too great set for the honour,  
That is my daughter sir, and though I say't  
She is yet a virgin, would you part with such  
A child to buy a Knighthood? bribe at such  
Expense for a poor title?  Bel. 
'tis dark language  
I dare not understand you, but you may  
Mistake the Duke  Seb. 
I would I did, the way  
To be assured is to ask the question sir  Du. 
Sebastian you put us well in mind, we have forgot  
You have too little testimony of our favour  
You shall be Captain of our Guard  Bo. 
how's that? the Duke does love her, I hope not Honestly, she was not borne to he a Duchess, I have it Heaven forgive us, the Duke means to make her own father the Pander, 'tis so, he does not use to give such offices for nothing, well go thy ways for a princely Ferret, she cannot hold out upon these terms  Seb. 
I know not what to say, but do you think  
She shall be safe here, is the Court a Sanctuary  
For virgins?  Bo. 
'ttwere better you were both pickled,  Seb. 
It depends upon the PRINCE's chastity  
Whose example builds up virtue  
Or makes iniquity a trade  Du. 
Why should you  
Be such an enemy to yourself, come fair one  
Think who it is that Courts you, he that may Command.  Eu. 
My life but not my honour.  Du. 
Your honour? why I offer in exchange  
A thousand.  Eu. 
But not all of value, to  
Repurchase mine, when I have sold it to  
Your wantonness, remember sir how much,  
You may by one black deed, make forfeit of,  
Your precious eternity  Du. 
No doctrines  Eu. 
Warrant not so much ill by your example  
To those that live beneath you, if you suffer,  
That sordid vice reign in your blood, who sha'not  
Be afraid to live with virtue  Du. 
Let a kiss correct this unkind language  Bo. 
I want patience to see any man kiss  
A handsome Gentlewoman, and when my own lips  
Cannot use their own privilege, I prophesy what Will  
Become on her, for all her modesty, but dare stay  
No longer the sight of so much temptation.  Seb. 
Why should any  
Promotion charm my honest tongue? I'd rather  
Plough my own acres with my innocence  
Then have my name advanced by poisoned honour,  
He must not Whore my daughter  Be. 
I commend.  
Your noble soul, but be advised how you  
Express your trouble, grief while it is dumb  
Doth fret within, but when we give our thoughts  
Articulate sound we must distinguish hearers,  
Princes are dangerous and carry death  
Upon their tongue, I wish you well and speak  
My friendly counsel— 'las poor gentleman!  Du. 
Come you must wear this jewel, I ha' done,  
But you must live at Court  Eu. 
You will be just  
To your own honour, and not give me cause  
To curse your entertainment  Du. 
You're too scrupulous.  Seb. 
Great sir  Du. 
Give order for his Patent to be drawn  
We will create him Lord, no honour can  
Reward your merit, and the title will  
Become the father of this excellent maid  Co. 
His mouth's stopped again.  2. 
Lord? What does the Duke mean?  1.3. 
No harm to the Gentlewoman.  2 Co. 
If these won't purchase the old man's consent to leave his Daughter to his highness' mercy, for he rises that she may be humbled, there are other courses to be thought on, Sebastian has been a Soldier, there are quarrels now in the world and Christian wars he were a fit man for a General when he's abroad, the siege at home won't be so desperate.  1. Co. 
She must be the Court Star:  2. Co. 
Do not you blaze it abroad neither, I do not  
Think his grace will acquaint his counsel  
With such a cause  3. 
The old man for aught I see has no stomach to it:  Du. 
Where's Hippolito?  1. Co. 
I see him this morning.  Du. 
He is an active Courtier, practised in these amorous  
Paths, we'll try his skill to win her to our  
Close embrace, command him presently wait on us  
Bellamenti.  Seb. 
We hear you are to be married.  Eu. 
Ill tell you more hereafter  
I do not like the Court, and yet I have  
His royal word no force shall touch my chastity.  Seb. 
Be resolute for thy honour, I weigh not  
The titles he would heap, remember girl  
Thy mother's virtue, since thy birth, though noble  
Cannot expect his Courtship for thyself,  
Scorn to be called a Lady for his pleasure  Enter Bovaldo Du. 
Signior Bovaldo, where's your son?  Bo. 
So please your highness he's not i'th' Court  
Unless he be in some o'the lobbies, I could  
Not examine all: ha? 'tis come about, and the  
Father I'll lay my life is laying the law to her,  
Why was not I a Duke, I have as many titillations, though I be the elder huntsman.  Du. 
You would not thank us for  
A law, that none about our Court should marry ere we  
Choose a wife ourself.  Be. 
Your grace is pleasant  Du. 
Tell me what hast heard of that Eubella?  Bel. 
A very noble character.  Du. 
What do you call noble?  Bel. 
she's chaste and virtuous  Du. 
A virtuous folly but we let her cool  
Too much; Eubella  Seb. 
I know not, still I fear her innocence  
Is not enough to guard her, if the Duke  
Pursue her viciously, what is a virgin  
Against so many flattering temptations?  Du. 
Come fairest.  Seb. 
I would you would be pleased my Lord  Du. 
I am infinitely pleased my Lord, with that rare modesty  
Sets on this cheek, and with thyself whom we  
Have not yet graced sufficiently, our state  
Doth want such able honest men, and we  
Admit you to our high and secret counsels;  
I prophesy the Dukedom shall owe much  
To your care, and grave directions.  Exeunt all but Sebastian and Bovaldo. Bo. 
Hayda a Privy Counsellor too.  
We are like to have fine smockage on't, virgins will be virgins  
If the Duke hold this humour and at such price forestall the market;  
A widow will be excellent meat again; he's Melancholy,  Seb. 
Shall I be choked with honours and not speak?  
Where is my courage, shall a few gay titles  
Corrupt a father? Bovaldo thou art reported a  
Good fellow.  Bo. 
Would you were as right for your own sake:  Seb. 
Is there no trick to give a man a spirit?  
I would be valiant; I dare not talk;  Bo. 
If you have a mind to quarrel drink.  Seb. 
Well thought on, that shall arm me against all  
His flattery shall's to a Tavern?  Bo. 
I'll bear you company  Seb. 
It shall be so; the Courts too open,  
You shall command Sebastian  Bo. 
My Lord—  Seb. 
No titles, I'll thither to forget 'em and drink myself into a heat above his conjuration, if there be a spirit in wine I'll swallow it: How is man fall'n; that to preserve his name and defend innocence must fly to shame.  Bo. 
I'll lead you sir.   

Actus Secundus.  Enter Hippolito Fencer. Hip. 
Come on sir.  Fen. 
Pretty well I protest la, keep your guard, now sir  Hip. 
What d'ye think on't, I shall never hit your subtle body  Fen. 
A very dextrous proffer, bring it home, everwhile you live  
Bring your weapon home,  Hip. 
Again sir  Fe. 
But you do not hit me the neat school-way,  
I won't give a rush to be killed out of the school-way, you must  
Falsify thus.  Hip. 
How now man?  Fe. 
Pretty well, let us breathe  Enter Page and whispers to his Master. Hi. 
A Gentlewoman?  Pag. 
That has wooed me sir, if it were possible, to see you first  
At some distance  Hi. 
Is she handsome?  Pa. 
I am no competent judge of beauty, but if you will have  
My verdict, she is guilty of a good face.  Hi. 
I'll trouble you no more, I thank you for this exercise  Fe. 
The t'other bout  Pa. 
Faces about good, Master Fencer, my Master has some business  
You and I will try a vein below  Fe. 
I would have another thrust I protest  Pa. 
Not down stairs, what if my master desire to try his skill  
With somebody else. Exit.  Enter Clariana. Hi. 
What means the Gentlewoman? I am not to be bought Lady.  Cla. 
If you were I have not wealth enough to purchase you.  Hi. 
Do not over value me neither.  Cla. 
I would I had not seen him  Hi. 
Have you business with me Lady?  
Expect me in the next room.  Cla. 
I came sir but to see you  Hi. 
To see how I do, why I thank you, you are pretty, and I  
Am'well, what and they were both put together  Cla. 
You may accuse my modesty that thus rudely,—  Hi, 
Nay Lady, you cannot offend me that way, I can be as  
Rude as you—  Cla. 
What shall I say? d''ee know me sir?  Hi. 
No good faith not I, but I shall desire to know you any way  
You please  Cla. 
Did you never see me?  Hi. 
See you? you have a beauty would challenge a remembrance  
But sure I was not so happy till this minute  Cla. 
You are a Courtier and can flatter.  Hi. 
And such beauty was made to be flattered  Cla. 
'tis a sign it carries not merit enough along to justify it  
But 'tis as it is, I cannot help it, yet I could paint if I list  Hi. 
The more excellent, I do not love your artificial faces, give  
Me one that dates blush, and have but her own colour for't  
here's a cheek hath both Cream and Strawberry in't a lip with  
cherries that say come eat me.  Cla. 
You are very bold  Hi. 
Not so bold as you are welcome, you say you came to see me  
And I would satisfy more than one of your senses. I do not  
Know your name,  Cla. 
What would you do with it, if I told you?  Hi. 
Lay it up precious to memory, and open it as a relic for  
Men to do it reverence, at my crowned table drink a health  
To the excellent owner, and call it my everlasting Valentine.  Cla. 
You would not  Hi. 
By this kiss but I would;  Cla. 
No swearing  Hip. 
I cannot take too deep an oath in such brisk claret,  
Say shall I know it Lady?  Cla. 
Excuse me sir  
I would not have my name be the tossed for every cup of Sack You drink, you wild Gallants have no mercy upon Gentlewomen, when you are warm i'th' Canaries  Hi. 
Why conceal it, I am not in love with a name, and yet I have a Grudging, a suspicion, that you ha' pawned or lost it  Cla. 
What?  Hi. 
Your good name, but let it go, I can tarry till you recover it, I have a bed with in Lady, and a Couch.  Cla. 
What to do?  Hi. 
Nothing but to laugh and lie down:  Cla. 
You are very merry sir. I do like him infinitely, I came for no such purpose, I am not so weary but I can walk  Hi. 
There is a Gallery to walk after.  Cla. 
I find it true, what you are reported;  Hi. 
Leave this impertinency, and resolve me again what you  
Came hither for  Cla. 
If you will have the truth, I heard you had a wit, and  
A tall one, and I came hither  Hi. 
To take it down,  Cla. 
To try the keenness, I confess it has a pretty edge on't, not altogether so sharp as a razor  Hi. 
Very good, I shall love this periwinkle.  Cla. 
They say you love women too  Hi. 
So they, say, but dare not lie with 'em  Cla. 
I do not believe you can love any woman truly, that love so many  Hi. 
Be like you hold some intelligence in my affairs, and have a  
Catalogue of all my gennets, I think there be some women  
In the world that wish me well, and shan't I  
Love 'em again?  
The misery on't is, I have never a Mistress  Cla. 
Do you not confess many?  Hi. 
Women I grant, some movables, trimmings for a chamber things that serve the turn, but never a mistress one that I would love and honour above all, my Lady Paramount, and superintendent Lindabrides and such an Empress would thou wert.  Enter Page. Pa. 
Sir one from the Duke  Hi. 
The Duke; Lady I'll wait upon you presently.  Cla. 
I dare not name his friend nor who I am  
All is not well within me.  Hi. 
Say I attend his grace immediately, Lady pardon my former rude trespasses, how unwelcome the cause is that must divorce me from your sweet company I can only imagine, but if you dare be so gracious, having already so much honoured me to entertain the time of my absence in that gallery, where some Pictures may help away the time, you will oblige in the highest degree your servant, as I am a Gentleman I will return instantly, and acknowledge the infinite favours:  Cla. 
The worst is past already, and I am desperately engaged  
I have not yet expressed the business sir  
That brought me hither, confident of your nobleness  
I will expect a while,  
Pray send my servant to me  
Good fortunes w'ee  Hi. 
I must not lose her yet,  
Lady with your pardon, you shall keep possession a while,  
This key will secure you till my return.  
I hope it will be a fashion shortly for Gentlewomen to come home and take their tribute, it will be some relief to our laundresses.  

Venus grant me a speedy return,  
And she scapes me very hard if she have not her come again. Exe.   Enter Duke, Bellament, Eubella, Courtiers. Du. 
Yet Lady have you changed your resolution  
May I now hope to be admitted?  Eu. 
Whether?  Du. 
To your embraces  Eu. 
Sir I dare not tell you  
What I would say, I would some other man  
Might plead your argument, I should be plain  
And bolder in my answer, in your person  
There's something makes me fearful to express  
What is behind, another in your name  
Would more encourage me to speak.  Du. 
I'm glad,  
I have provided for your modesty  
I wonder he's so tedious—  Eu. 
Whither will these libidinous flames of men.  
Pursue poor virgins? does a general fever  
Possess their blood? who shall protect the chaste? Enter Hip.  Hi. 
When would you have me do't?  Du. 
Now she is in presence.  Hi. 
I am not so well  
Fortified as I may be an hour hence  Du. 
It must not be delayed, I will prepare her.  Hi. 
I am undone, the poor Gentlewoman will be in Purgatory when she finds I ha' locked her up, and how to release her I know not, no trick, no device? Bellamento prithee friend go to my lodging, and with this key release a Gentlewoman, that expects my return, the Duke has put a scurvy business upon me, kiss her hand for me, and excuse my stay, wot? tell her hereafter I hope we shall meet and not be distracted, my honour is in pawn,  Bel. 
You dare trust me with your tame foul belike, for once  
Because there is necessity, I'll take some compassion a your  
Pigeons, yet you refused to see my Mistress, d''ee remember?  Hi. 
No quittance now.  Du. 
This is the man Lady, d''ee start already? win her to the Game—  Hi. 
I'll do what I can; I may have better luck for you then  
For myself, give us opportunity.  Eu. 
Has the Duke pointed him to be his orator  Hi. 
Lady I bring you news, which you must welcome,  
And give me thanks for,  Eu. 
If they be worthy.  Hi. 
The Duke loves you.  Eu. 
D''ee know sir what you say?  Hi. 
I am not drunk, the Duke, I say does love you  Eu. 
Oh do not use that modest name of love  
To apparel sin, I know you meant to tell me  
The Duke pursues me with hot lust.  Hip. 
You are a fool,  
You understand his meaning, will you be wise, and meet it? such favours are not offered to everybody, I ha' known as handsome a Lady as you, would ha' given all the world, and herself too for a bribe to any man that would ha' procured her but a kiss, nay as honest women no dispraise ha' longed for't, and it was mercy in his highness to save the child's nose, you have the whole treasure presented to you, Jupiter in a golden shower falling into your lap entreats to be accepted, come You must receive him  Eu. 
Whom?  Hip. 
The Duke  Eu. 
Withal the duty of a servant,  Hi. 
That's well said  Eu. 
If he bring virtuous thoughts along with him  Hi. 
Bring a Fiddlestick, come you do not know what it is to be a Duke's Mistress, to enjoy the pleasures o'the Court to have all heads bare, the knees bow to you, every door fly open as you tread, with your breath to raise this Gentleman, pull down that Lord, and new mould the t'other Lady, wear upon a tire the wealth of a province, have all the fashions brought first to you, all Courtiers sue to you, Tilts and Tournaments for you; to have the air you live in, nay your very breath perfumed, the pavement you tread upon kissed, nay your Dog, or monkey, not saluted without an officious leg, and some title of reverence. Are you Melancholy? a Mask is prepared, and Music to charm Orpheus himself into a stone, numbers presented to your ear that shall speak the soul of the immortal English jonson, a scene to take your eye with wonder, now to see a forest move, and the pride of summer brought into a walking wood, in the instant as if the sea had swallowed up the earth, to see waves capering about tall ships, Arion upon a rock playing to the Dolphins, the Tritons calling up the sea-nymphs to dance before you: in the height of this rapture a tempest so artificial and sudden in the clouds, with a general darkness and thunder so seeming made to threaten, that you would cry out with the Mariners in the work, you cannot scape drowning, in the turning of an eye, these waters ravish into a heaven, glorious and angelical shapes presented, the stars distinctly with their motion and music so enchanting you, that you would wish to be drowned indeed, to dwell in such a happiness  Eu. 
Fine painted blessings!  Hip. 
Will you feast, the water shall be summoned to bring in her finny and shell inhabitants, the air shall be unpeopled, and the birds come singing to their sacrifice, Banquets shall spread like wildernesses, and present more variety than men can possibly take in surfeits. Are you sick? all the Court shall take physic for you, if but your finger ache, the Lords shall put on nightcaps, and happiest that Courtier that can first betray how much he suffers with you. Doth not this Palace please, the Court removes tomorrow: doth the Situation distaste, new places are built, and pyramids to put down the Egyptians: will you hunt today? the game is provided and taught news to delight you: will you take the pleasure of the River? the Barge attends, Music and the mermaids go along, Swans die a long the shores and sing their own dirges: will you spend? the Exchequer is yours all honour and offices yours, and which is the crown of all, the Duke himself is yours, whose ambition shall be to make those pleasures lasting, and every day create new ones to delight his Mistress.  Eu. 
And yet I think you would not give away  
Your right hand for all these, much less present  
A poniard to your heart and stab yourself.  Hi. 
I think I should not.  Eu. 
And would you tempt me to do worse?  Hi. 
Worse?  Eu. 
To sell my honour basely for these vanities  Hi. 
Vanities?  Eu. 
Mere trifles.  Hi. 
And you go to that Lady, that which you part withal for  
All these pleasures, is but a trifle  Eu. 
What?  Hi. 
Your maidenhead? where is it? whoever saw it? Is it a thing in nature? what marks has it? many have been lost you'd say, whoever found 'em'? and could say and justify, this is such or such a woman's maidenhead? a mere fiction, and yet you think you have such a jewel on't  Eu. 
You cannot be so ignorant as you seem  Hi. 
I tell you what I think.  Eu. 
Is chastity and innocence no treasure?  
Are holy thoughts and virgin purity  
Of so small value? where is your religion?  
Were we created men and women to  
Have a command and empire o'er the creatures  
And shall we lose our privilege our charter  
And wilfully degrade ourselves of reason  
And piety, to live like beasts, nay be such?  
For what name else can we allow ourselves?  
Hath it been held in every age a virtue  
Rather to suffer death then stain our honour?  
Does every sin strike at the soul and wound it  
And shall not this, so foul as modesty  
Allows no name, affright us? can the Duke  
Whose wicked cause you plead, with justice punish  
Those by his laws that in this kind offend,  
And can he think me Innocent, or himself  
When he has played the foul adulterer?  
Princes are gods on earth and as their virtues  
Do shine more exemplary to the world  
So they strike more immediately at heaven  
When they offend.  Hi. 
I did not trouble you with this divinity,  Eu. 
I see you are a Gentleman he favours  
Be worthy of his trust, and counsel him  
To better ways, his shame is your dishonour;  
For every good man suffers with his prince:  
Put him in the memory of the holy vow,  
When he received his Sceptre  
He promised then protection to the innocent;  
Tell him the punishment in store for lust  
This were an angel's office.  Hi. 
But I'll not do't for a hundred angels, thank you as much  
As though I did, that were the trick of a wise Courtier, tell  
The Prince of his faults  Eu. 
If he have but the seeds of goodness in him  
he'll take it well  Hi. 
He shall do when I take it upon me,  
I am not weary o'my place, thou Wouldst make a very fine Court  
Surgeon— well d'ee hear, you won't do this feat for the  
Duke then?  Eu. 
I dare not.  Hi. 
You won't you're resolved for his sake, why then prithee do't for mine, you told me once you loved me, I'll take it as a courtesy;  Eu. 
I never loved your vicious ways;  Hi. 
My ways, they sha'not trouble you, I'll take my own  
Course, meet him but tonight for my sake and twine with him.  Eu. 
I'll sooner meet with a disease, with death;  
You are ignoble, do you urge it as  
An argument of my respect to you  
To sin against my love?  Hi. 
I shall do no good upon her— were I the Duke, you should  
Find another usage.  Eu. 
A tyrant might do any thing Enter Duke  Du. 
How now is she moist and supple?  
Will she stoop to the impression?  Hi. 
I told you sir, I was not armed toth' purpose, you took me un provided, at the next bout I may do somewhat, i'th' mean time let me Counsel you, to let her feed high, she'll never fall low enough else, she must be dieted, if you let her pick her salads, you may fast another Lent, and all our pains be not worth an egg at Easter.  Du. 
Come cruel fair one; we may take the air together.  Hi. 
So so I'm discharged, now to my guest. Exeunt.  Enter Clariana and her maid. Cla. 
Not yet returned? I shall expect too long  
He is a handsome Gentleman and witty  
I must not always walk in clouds, his friend  
Must bring us more acquainted, I do love him.  
Not yet? his business has much force upon him  Mil. 
Madam the doors are locked  Cla. 
What should this mean? he knows me not  
I cannot fear betraying Enter Bellament.  Bel. 
Now for this Ladybird ha  Mil. 
Madam 'tis Bellament  Cla. 
Cupid defend wench, ha.  Bel. 
Sure 'tis a dream  Cla. 
All is at stake, I must be confident, how does my servant?  Bel. 
I am wondering  Cla. 
To see me here I warrant  Bel. 
Is not your name Clariana?  Cla. 
Yes.  Bel. 
'tis not sure  
You are some other Lady without a name  
Whom our friend made a prisoner to his Chamber,  
And cause his business with the Duke detains him  
Sent me to kiss your hand and disengage you  Cla. 
Will you not know me then?  Bel. 
Yes now I look better on you, you're Claria a  
To whom Bellament hath devoted all  
His loving honest service, she that gave me  
Vows in exchange of mine, if my eyes be not  
Unfaithful and delude me.  Cla. 
Come I'll take  
Your wonder off  Bel. 
Take it all off together, I ha' not done  
My admiration, have I not mistook  
My way and fall'n upon some other lodging?  
Is this your dwelling Madam?  Cla. 
No?  Bel. 
His name, I pray you call the owner  Cla. 
'tis  Bel. 
'tis so and I am miserable, false Clariana  
O whither is the faith of women fled!  Cla. 
You'll hear me sir?  Bel. 
Was't not Hippolito,  
Whom I so often did entreat to see her  
My friend Hippolito, he would not go with me  
To her, that were too public, he had plots  
And private meetings, Lady he has seen you now  
And knows you too,  
And how d'ee like him Lady, does he not career handsomely  
In the devil's saddle? my souls upon a torture  Cla. 
You'll hear me sir?  Bel. 
I must be mad come tell me, why do not I kill thee now,  Cla. 
'tis in your power to be a murderer, but if you knew,  Bel. 
I know too much but I'll begin with him.  Cla. 
What d'ee mean?  Bel. 
To write upon his heart he has abused me,  
I like a tame fool must extol his friendship  
But never for his sake will I trust man  
Nor woman, you have forfeited your souls  
There's not a grain of faith nor honesty  
In all your sex, you have tongues like the Hyena  
And only speak us fair to ruin us  
You carry springs within your eyes and can  
Out weep the Crocodile, till our too much pity  
Betray us to your merciless devouring.  Cla. 
When you are temperate enough to hear  
The cause that brought me hither happily  
You will repent this passion, in which  
I must be bold to tell you sir, my honour  
Suffers unkindly— and your friends  Bel. 
Grow not from frail to impudent,  Cla. 
You are resolved  
To be impatient? when you are collected  Bel. 
Stay I will hear, indeed I will, say any thing  Cla. 
First then you have no cause to accuse Hippolito  
For breach of friendship, had he purposed any  
Dishonour to yourself through me, he could not  
Be such a fool to send you to his chamber  
who's knowledge, it should last of all the world  
Arrive at, if you soberly consider.  
He knows not so much of me, as my name;  
Think then but with what justice, you have all  
This while inveighed against him— for myself  
I confess freely sir I made a visit  
But innocently and pure from any thought  
To injure you; I had a curiosity  
To see the man you had so much commended  
That was my fault, and I before you came  
Accused myself, and could without your fury.  
Have chid my modesty enough. Yet sir  
You took me in no action of dishonour  
My maid was all my company.  Bel. 
But you looked for  
One to return, misfortune kept him from you  
Tell me but this, if thou hast any truth  
Could any woman Clariana, that  
Would ha' the world but think her virtuous  
Suffer herself to be locked up suspiciously  
Within a stranger's lodging,  Cla. 
By all goodness  
It was without my knowledge, I was weary  
Expecting him, and meaning to depart;  
Some minutes ere you came my servant told me  
I was a prisoner, you have all the story  
Which cannot, if but weighed with reason  
Carry a crime like yours  Bel. 
Like mine?  Cla. 
I ha' said it  
'tis you have made a greater fault than I,  
With so much violence to condemn before  
You know the offence, and I must tell you sir  
But that my love is grounded upon virtue,  
This were enough to stagger my affection  
Rail at your Mistress but for going abroad  
To see your friend? so just a one? I see  
You will be jealous when we are married.  Bel. 
Never, you have awaked my honour Lady  
I dare believe and ask thy pardon, trust me  
I will command my passions hereafter  
And if thou but consent, give proof, all jealousy  
Is flown away, we'll marry instantly  
Should he retain a thought not square of her  
This will correct all, he is here, no word  
Of discontent, put all off merrily.  
Let's kiss Enter Hip.  Hip. 
How now, he won't serve me so?  Bel. 
We are acquainted and now you have seen  
My Mistress, I shall hope, we may enjoy  
Your company hereafter,  Hi. 
Ha, your Mistress?  Bel. 
mine. Clariana  Clar. 
'tis my name  Bel. 
Come sh'as told me all  
I'll take her word nothing has passed offensive,  
Salute her now as mine, the character  
I gave her, and thy resolution  
Not to see her, engaged her to this travel  Hi. 
May I be confident, you have forgiven  
My wild discourse, my studies shall hereafter  
bend all to serve you nobly  Cla 
There is cause that I should beg your pardon.  Bel. 
we'll not part.  
Now till the Priest hath made all perfect  Hi. 
I'll assist the clerk  Cla. 
You have power to steer me  Bel. 
Hymen light up thy Torches, woods of Pine  
Should be cut up to make thy altars shine. Exeunt.   

Actus Tertius.  Enter Sebastian. Bovaldo. Seb. 
WE might with more discretion sent for wine  
To my own lodgings.  Bo. 
Ever while you live drink wine at the fountain  Seb. 
Here I am not known, let nobody interrupt us  Bo. 
Let it be rich and sparkling, my precious varlet, and how  
And how go things at Court?  Seb. 
After a cup or two I'll tell thee.  Bo. 
I would Hippolito were here, he's a good fellow, and takes  
After his father, the Duke makes much on him  Seb. 
here's a good health to him  Bo. 
Let it come, I am glad to see you sociable, come to the  
City and leave purchasing, dusty acres  Seb. 
The same justice that mine had.  Bo. 
And it were as deep as an vsurers conscience,  
My boy should ha''t  Enter Fidler. Fi. 
willt please you Gentlemen to hear any music.  Bo. 
Shall have any?  Seb. 
By no means, it takes from our own mirth  Bo. 
Be gone then.  Fi. 
A very good song, and please you  Bo. 
Yet again, will you have your occupation broke about  
Your head?  Fi. 
I'll make you laugh Gentlemen.  Bo. 
I'll make you cry and tune your voice to the lamentation  
Of oh my fiddle, if you remove not presently.  Seb. 
This is the trick of Taverns, when men desire to be private.  Bo. 
Come whom shall we now remember? here's to your Mistress  Seb. 
A Mistress at my years?  Bo. 
Till threescore you're allowed, I never wore more favours at one and twenty, this Ribbon came from a Countess, this lock I wear for a young lady's sake, this touch was the fall of a Gentlewoman's fan that is new come to Court  Seb. 
New come to Court? I'll pray for her, is she virtuous?  Bo. 
And she be, there is hope the Courtiers may convert her, here's  
To her first Enter juggler.  Iu. 
Gentlemen will you see a jackanapes?  Bo. 
How many is there of you?  Seb. 
Yet more o'these rascals?  Iu. 
I can show you very fine tricks  Bo. 
Prithee hocus-pocus, keep thy granam's huckle bone.  
And leave us.  Seb. 
Presto be gone, or I'll teach you a trick for your jackanapes  
Learning, they will be deceived that choose a Tavern for privacy  Bo. 
Come our blood cools; here's to your fair daughter  Seb. 
Poor girl, I thank you sir.  Bo. 
I do not flatter you, but you may be proud, I say no more  Seb. 
Of what?  Bo. 
Your daughter, she's a handsome Gentlewoman, there be  
Worse faces at Court;  Seb. 
Her complexion is natural, she has no trick of art  
A little breeding she has had; and some precepts to guard her Honesty  Bo. 
Honesty where is it?  Seb. 
It should be everywhere  Bo. 
Take heed what you say, lest you be made to justify it  
Honesty everywhere?  
Here's to you, come.  Seb. 
I speak Bonaldo what I think, and it would be no  
Dishonour to the greatest to be the first examples.  Bo. 
If all were of your mind who should thrive in this world?  
Pledge me  
How shall Christians' behave themselves in great offices?  
Or under-clerks purchase honesty? but one term were enough to undo the City, the Court were but in ill case if great men should stand upon't, for the Country, 'tis bought and sold every market day.  

Come begin to me   Seb. 
Name it  Bo. 
To the Duke.  Seb. 
The Duke, he does not love me  Bo. 
How?  Seb. 
No Bovaldo he does not,  Bo. 
He loves your daughter—  Seb. 
'tis not Princely, Nay I shall dare to tell him so, but  
To his health.  Bo. 
Let it come, methinks he is a very fine Gentleman,  Seb. 
I begin to be warm already.  Bo. 
And one that loves a wench as well—  Seb. 
As ill thou Wouldst say?  Bo. 
As ill as I, let it be so, I were no good subject to deny it  
To his Highness.  Seb. 
Thou knewest me a Gentleman  Bo. 
Are you not so still?  Seb. 
No I'm a Knight, a Lord I know not what,  
I'm lost within a wilderness of names  
But I will be myself again— the t'other cup.  Bo. 
'tis welcome, shall we double our files?  Seb. 
This skirmish will do well  Bo. 
Charge me home then.  Seb. 
Now I could talk methinks.  
I will not prostitute Eubella for  
The wealth of his whole Dukedom, there's no honour  
To a noble conscience, he is the greatest coward.  
Dares not be honest.  Bo. 
Right, if a man dares not be honest he is a Coward  
But he that dares be dishonest,  Seb. 
Dares cut his father's throat  Bo. 
A pretty fellow here's to you again; shall's have a wench? now am I addicted to embrace any thing in the likeness of a woman, oh for a Chambermaid to wrestle withal; send for a brace of basilisks, thou hast no spirit no Masculine virtue, now could I o'er run the whole Country of the Amazons. Here's to a Penthesilea bear up my valiant Myrmidon and we will do such feats shall make the Trojans wonder at our backs and bring Dame Helen to us.  Seb. 
I prithee leave this humour, 'tis not generous,  Bo. 
How not generous take heed what you say  Seb. 
I sha'not eat my words  Bo. 
Then drink your drink,  
Now Troy burns blue, whereas Hecuba?  Seb. 
Thou art all for wenching,  Bo. 
Upon a condition I will drink to thee  
No, no, thou wot not do so much, and a man should die for a lift a'the leg: the Duke has a great mind to thy daughter, he is but mortal flesh and blood, there be subjects that have as sound bodies no dispraise to his Excellency.  Seb. 
D'ee not fear to talk thus?  Bo. 
Fear? would any durst send to me such  
A virgin Pinnace, rigged and gay with all flags.  Seb. 
This is uncivil, and I shall tell Bonaldo  Bo. 
Nay nay, thou art so waspish, if a friend desired a courtesy, that is in fashion; because the Duke—  Seb. 
You're too bold, and forget yourself, I am  
Ashamed of this converse; because the Duke?  
Did his hand grasp the Sceptres of the world  
And would propound 'em all to buy the honour  
Of my Eubella, I would scorn his salary  
And tell him he were poorer in his soul  
Then he that feeds i'th' hospital, I'm armed  
And shall grow very angry with your humour  
Which ere it named my daughter carried wickedness  
Enough, but in her cause I am easily  
Provoked to teach that tongue repentance dares  
Traduce her whiteness, I allow a mirth  
But do not love this madness, and if I  
Might counsel you, there is a way to quench  
These wild licentious flames, earnest of those  
Our souls shall feel hereafter, we are both  
In years, and should look out our winding sheet  
Not women,  Bo. 
Boy I'll pay the reckoning; Be honest and see what will  
Come on't  
I'll seek out my son Hippolito.  
he'd be ruled by me, here's a coil about a tassel Gentle  Seb. 
he's drunk already  
That which has raised me but to noble anger  
Is his distraction, there's for your wine  
Now to the wanton Duke, heaven let him see  
His shame and know, great men that practise lust  
Both kill their body and corrupt their dust,  
Let him fret do what he can,  
The world shall call, Sebastian honest man. Exit.  Enter Hippolito. Hi. 
Had I but one thing that did touch on honour  
My friendship, and is that diseased already  
And languishing? was it for this I would not  
See her that I might trespass with more guilt  
When she was married? are not other women  
As fair and tempting? or am I hurried  
By violence of my fate to love her best  
That should be most a stranger? and does she  
Meet my modest flame? nay must the tapers  
Sacred to Hymen light us to our sins?  
Lust was too early up in both, oh man  
Oh woman! that our fires had kissed like lightning  
Which doth no sooner blaze but is extinct, she's here.  Enter Clariana and Page. Cla. 
Where's your master?  Pag. 
There he is Madam  Cla. 
Why do you walk so melancholy sir?  Hi. 
I was collecting myself about some business  
Must be dispatched this morning, sirrah pray  
The groom make ready my horse  Cla. 
Not yet  
You do not mean to leave me o'the sudden?  
I am alone, my husband is at Court,  
Pray rob me not of all my company,  
I shall not think upon his absence, with  
So much sorrow if you make me happy  
With your society.  Hi. 
There's the Devil already, I cannot leave her  
My boy may go howsoever. Exit. Page  Cla. 
Oh Hippolito  
If you have used no charms but simple courtship,  
Perhaps you may condemn me in your thoughts  
That I so soon (not studying the ways  
Of cunning to disguise my love, which other  
Women have practised, and would well become  
The modesty of a wife) declare myself  
At your dispose, but I suspect you have  
Some command more than Natural, I have heard  
There have been too much witchcraft exercised  
To make poor women dote  Hi. 
You are not serious  
In what you say? I hope you do not take me  
For such a juggler? if you think I practise  Cla. 
That look acquits you, then at my nativity  
Some powerful star reigned, I have heard Astrologers  
Talk much of Venus  Hi. 
And of Mars when they are  
in conjunction, they incline us mortals  
Strangely to love and lie with one another  Cla. 
I am ignorant  
What influence we have from them, but I  
Am sure, something has strangely wrought on me  Hi. 
As how Madam?  Cla. 
Why to love, I know not home,  
You know my meaning, but truth witness with me  
When first I saw your person I gave up  
My liberty, methought I loved you strangely.  Hi. 
I had desires too I could not justify  
But knowledge that you were my friends, for that time  
All loose fires, but love that swayed you, then quenched  
And kept your thoughts longing, met with my heart  
And scald it up for you, yet when I think on Bellament.  
There's wrestlings in my blood.  Cla. 
just when I think on him 'tis so with mine,  
That love should be so equal, dost not stir you  
Sometimes to think of former vows? Nay I do dream  
Sometimes of being surprised in thy dear arms  
And then methinks I weep, and sigh and wake.  
With my own groans.  Hi. 
I never dream of that  Cla. 
It is my foolish fancy, yet such fears  
Should waking never trouble me, those lovers  
That have not art to hide, and to secure  
Their amorous thefts, deserve to be revealed:  Hi. 
Sure there's no woman in the world but this  
Could have such power against my friend, each syllable  
Renews her force upon me,  Cla. 
I beseech you  
Although a storm hath thrown me on your shore  
Have not so little charity to think  
I should accept of safety on another,  
It is not possible any but yourself  
With all the Magic of his tongue or fortunes  
Could bribe me from Bellament, if I fall  
For too much loving you, your mercy may  
Interpret fairly, by these tears  Enter Page and Groom. Gro. 
Sir your horse is ready  Hi. 
I sha'not go yet, Lady if you please  
we'll walk a turn i'th' Garden. Eeunt.  Groom- 
Hark you my small friend, without offence is not your  
Master a—  Pag. 
What  Gro. 
I would have another word for a whoremaster  Pa. 
How my dirty rubber of horse heels  Gro. 
Nay I do not say he is, I do but ask, whether he be or no, Be not angry demi-lance, there be as good gentlemen as he, that love a wench.  Pa. 
Why is your Mistress a wench?  Gro. 
My Mistress you didapper  Pa. 
I do not say she is, I do but ask whether she be or no, there be as handsome creatures none dispraised, that take money for their warren, have I answered you my bold Merchant of dung in a wheel barrow?  Gro. 
How now jackalent is shreds of Satin, I shall swing you with a horse-rod, you whippet  Pa. 
Go meddle with your master's Gelding, and cheat him in the provender to keep you in perpetual pots of Ale, when you entertain the kitchenmaid in the hayloft, talk of my Master?  Gro. 
Meddle with my Mistress?  Pa. 
Yes I'll speak to her to allow you a less proportion of clean straw to rub boots and lie in sirrah, you think you are at rack and manger, when you divide beans with the horses and help to foul the stable  Gro. 
Sirrah whelp that has eaten knotgrass, do not provoke me lest I fetch a smith and curry your thin sides  Pa. 
Mine you bean-shifter, would you durst no better ride booty at the horse match or x your Master i'th' next parcel of Oats, I fear you not my canvas servingman with half a livery, groom o'th' stable once removed from the farrier.  Enter Hip. Clar. Clar. 
What at difference?  
Both No not we Madam.  Hi. 
Sirrah come hither.  
Entreat my father meet me at Court,  Pa. 
I shall sir  Hi. 
There's no haste for my Nag yet. Exit.  Cla. 
About your business sira.  Gro. 
My business is below stairs, and with a Gelding, what he may prove I know not well, what I think I will keep to myself, my Lady may be honest enough, but he that is borne to be a Cuckold shall never die a bachelor. Exit.  Enter Duke. Eubella. A Song which done. Enter Sebastian and Courtiers. 

Duke My Lord you are welcome   Seb. 
Give me leave to tell  
Your highness I suspect it.  
Why should a Prince dissemble?  Du. 
This dialect becomes you not  Seb. 
Sir sir I must be honest  Eu. 
Father  Seb. 
Eubella express thy duty  
To him thou call'st a father, for thy own  
Sake leave this place, the Court's afire  Du. 
How sir  Seb. 
Canst thou not see the flames that threaten thee?  Du. 
Sebastian's wild  Seb. 
But you would make her tame, look look Eubella  
The Duke himself burns, do not his eyes spark  
With lust, his very breath will blast thee  Eu. 
I fear this will be dangerous, good sir,  Seb. 
If yet thou hast not lost thy innocence  
I charge thee, by thy mother's memory  
And colder ashes, keep thyself unstained  
Let no temptation corrupt a thought  
thouart richer in thy chastity, than all  
The Kings of earth can make thee, if thou fall  
Thou kill'st my heart  Du. 
All this for thy sake we forbear to punish,  
But you should know my Lord  Seb. 
Lord me no Lords  
I groan under the burden of your honours  
And here resign all, give me but my daughter  Du. 
Let not your passion strangle thus your reason  Seb. 
Let not a sin so black as lust degrade  
A Prince and register thy dishonoured name  
With foul adulteries  Du. 
youare very bold  Seb. 
I would preserve the name of our yet honest family  
I fear she is o'er come already, I do not like her silence.  Du. 
To take off your fears  
Although we need not give you satisfaction,  
By this white brow, she is as pure as when  
She came to Court.  Seb. 
Oh let Sebastian fall  
Lower sir, I beseech you tread upon me  
So you will still be honest to my child,  
She is all my comfort  Du. 
rise.  Seb. 
But will you not  
Hereafter study to betray her innocence?  
Or give her licence to return with me?  
I'll ask no more assurance, grant but this  
And when we are at home, it shall oblige us  
Beside the duties we already owe  
In heart to pray for you  Du. 
We are not pleased, she should depart.  Seb. 
Then I'll unthank your Goodness  
And dare thus boldy tell your highness, laws  
Are most unjust that punish petty thieves  
And let the great ones scape,  Du. 
We are yet patient.  Eu. 
Dear sir  Seb. 
Princes may take our children from us, not  
To advance but kill their names, corrupt their virtues;  
When needy men, that steal to feed their lives  
Are doomed to the gallows.  Du. 
Take the frantic hence.  Seb. 
Take hence the ravisher  Cour. 
Sebastian.  Seb. 
Although he ravish not Eubella  
From herself, yet he does ravish  
A daughter from her father, and I'll voice it  
Through every street, I am not bound to whisper  
When griefs so loud within me.  Du. 
Place him where his noise may make his own headache not others,  
This liberty of tongue shall be corrected  Seb. 
It will but spread thy infamy, when men  
Shall speak my cause, and thy lasciviousness  
Which I will tell so often to the stones  
The vault shall be ashamed to echo thee Eubella  Du. 
Away with him  Seb. 
Do bury me alive, be strong Eubella  
And let not death by my example shake thee.  Du. 
This may incline her, do not weep Eubella  
They are not worth a tear, yet 'tis within  
Thy power to ransom their bold heads, were they  
Humbled tooth block, this Pity shows a child  
But Princes lose their awe that are too mild.  Bellament and Servant Exeunt. Bel. 
Where's your Lady?  Ser. 
In her Chamber.  Bel. 
who's with her?  Ser. 
None but the Gentleman you left here  Bel. 
Hippolito? I won't have so base a thought— Ilt to 'em,  
Yet, you may go and say I am returned and wish her presence.  
Ha? there is something busy with my brain Exit. Ser.  
And in the shape of jealousy presents  
A thousand fears, they have been very loving  
Since we were married; thou soul's corrupter  
Who sent thee to me? to distract my peace,  
Be gone, be gone, and scatter thy foul seeds  
Upon a ground that will be fruitful to thee.  
The innocence I carry in my breast  
Arms me against the thoughts of others treason,  
My friend, my wife? the very names are sacred  
And like the heads of Saints, and holy Martyrs  
Invested with such glorious beams they strike  
Conspiracy blind, how now, what's in thy face? Enter Servant.  Ser. 
Oh sir?  Bel. 
What's the matter?  Ser. 
Would you could understand without my tongue  Bel. 
How does thy Lady  Ser. 
My Lady is—  Bel. 
Ha. why dost pause villain? answer me  Ser. 
Alas I know not with what words to tell you  
Would I had never seen her, or you never  
Married her.  Bel. 
Ha? stay there, Shall I trust thee now fury? but speak, and  
Be not tedious, what is my Lady doing upon thy life?  Ser. 
Alas sir it will make you mad.  Bel. 
Speak or never speak again, I am prepared  Ser. 
Pardon my unhappiness to deliver then  
A truth that will distract you, you have now  
Nor friend nor wife  Bel. 
Are they both dead?  Ser. 
Yes dead to honour, finding her chamber locked  
I know not what did prompt me to make use  
Of a small cranny, where I beheld 'em both,  
I want modest language  
To tell how they are fall'n, and yet too soon  
I know you cannot choose but understand me.  Bel. 
How long hast thou been a Raven?  Ser. 
Good sir collect yourself,  
'tis my misfortune and no fault to be  
The sad reporter  Bel. 
Do I live still?  Ser. 
And shall I hope long  Bel. 
thouart most uncharitable, if thou hadst loved  
Thy master thou wouldst wish him happiness  
Which all life denies, is my composition  
So hard, a sorrow great and high like this  
Cannot dissolve it? won't my heart break  
With this? then melt it some celestial fire,  
In pity of my sufferings some cloud  
Of rain, since my own eyes refuse to drown me,  
Fall and o'erwhelm this miserable Island  Ser. 
Sir,  Bel. 
Can this be possible? be sure they are Devils  
Or I shall find such a new hell for thee—  Ser. 
I would it were not true  Ser. 
I would it were not true  Bel. 
Some merciful whirlwind snatch this burden up  
And carry it into some wilderness:  
Leave not  
If it were possible the mention  
Of what I was behind, the wolves are honester  
Than mankind is to man, I prithee kill me  
I kneel to be destroyed, it is thy duty;  
When thou shalt tell the world my wretched story  
And what soul killing and devouring griefs  
Thy good hand rid me of, it shall acquit thee  
And call thy murder charity  Ser. 
Good sir  Bel. 
O whither shall I run to find a friend  
Will do the gentle office to dispatch me  
Without my own hand?  Ser. 
Rather live to take  
justice upon their perjuries.  Bel. 
Good man.  
My better Angel how had I forgot  
myself? Coward to think of dying yet.  
Who would put confidence in heaven hereafter.  
If it should suffer me depart the world  
Without revenge, and that my own upon 'em.  
Come draw, take my sword, I will be double armed.  
I charge thee by thy duty, or thy life  
If that be more, stay you at bottom of  
The stairs, while I ascend their sinful chamber  
And if my Pistol miss his treacherous heart  
He has no way to pass but on thy sword,  
The place gives such advantage that with  
Safety thou mayst command his life.  
Kill him with loss compunction than a witch  
Fleas a dead Infant for his skin to perfect  
A hellish incantation, thou wilt do't?  Ser. 
I'll do my best he sha' not scape  Bel. 
Wife, friend,  
You hang like ulcers on me, I am bound  
To cut you from my heart to cure my wound.  Exeunt.  

Actus Quartus.  Enter Hippolito and Clariana upon a bed. Hip. 
WHat pity 'tis these pleasures are not lawful.  Cla. 
Lawful? that would take much from the delight  
And value, I have heard some Gentlemen,  
That want no venison of their own,  
Swear they had rather strike their neighbours dear  
Then hunt in their own park, what we possess  
We keep for our necessity, not game,  
Or wearied with enjoying give't a way  
To purchase thanks abroad.  Hi. 
For all that Madam, there is danger in some purlieus, and when the Keeper is none of the wisest, their bolts are sooner shot, I like the sport, but would not be taken at the dear stealing, yet for such a Do as thou art, I would venture—  Cla. 
'tis no glory to take a town without some hazard, that victory is sweetest which is got in the face of danger, when the very cannons are hoarse with clamour, than the bold soldier goes on and thinks the noise loud music to him, give me the man that fears no colours, was there ever any thing worth the enjoying that came easily and without trouble to us? what makes a maidenhead the richer purchase think you? but I am married and my husband is your friend  Hip. 
Prithee no more o''at  Cla. 
No more of'at, in my conscience you are fearful this is the ballad right. Courtier heigh Courtier ho, wilt thou be my true love, no no no, fie upon't. I should name my husband often to arm and fortify ourselves, I confess, I do not wish him here, perhaps he would do some mischief, and hinder another meeting, but if he were present now, and should see us kiss, for and he 'were ten husbands, I would trust his eyes no further, what could he say? for he did but kiss her, for he did but kiss her, and so let her go: come for shame be more sprightly, I have as much reason to look about, and play my game wisely, if my Cards were considered.  Hi. 
Yet you are very confident.  Cl. 
He does use to keep his word, I know he'll not return this two hours, come we are secure, prithee let's talk o something else.  Enter Bellam. Bel. 
Of death.  
Are ye untwined?  Cla. 
Are we betrayed.  Bel. 
You did not look for me— your sword is of no use, d'ee see Pity your own damnations; and obey me, get into that closet no considering, it must be done: so you are fast, now Lady Lechery dress you the bed a little, and lay the pillows handsomely bestir you  Cla. 
Upon my knees—  Bel. 
No petitioning, you can sing, quickly or— so so, you sirrah at the bottom of the stairs, come up. Be wise and do not kneel nor whimper. Enter Servant.  

Now sirrah speak and tell me truly  
Or I'll search every corner of thy soul  
Why didst thou play the villain, thus to mock me  
With expectation to find my wife  
Playing the adulteress with Hippolito?  
Tell me?   Ser. 
Hold sir I beseech you  Bël. 
What Devil did instruct thee to disquiet  
My heart, secure and confident of their honours  
As conscious of my own, no head but mine  
To bruise with jealousy, where is he? show me  
Or take into thy bosom what my vows  
Had fixed for him and her  Ser. 
If these be eyes I saw 'em'  Bel. 
If these be eyes, is that your proof, lay such  
A cause upon the strength of a weak sense  
That is a thousand ways deceived, your eyes!  
O Clariana, this impudent slave  
With such a cunning face, told me thou wert  
nought, locked in the lustful arms of base  
Hippolito, my friend, my honest friend.  
One that commands not his own life so much  
As I, that would not for a Monarchy  
Do me the least disgrace, hast found him villain?  Ser. 
I'll look under the bed sir.  Bel. 
And I believed him too, and had I found  
But the least point of such a sin, within  
Thy Chamber, furies should appear more tame  
than Bellament, hell should not have malice.  
Enough to add to my revenge, but pardon.  
My easy credulous nature, I confess  
A fault, for had I loved thee nobly as  
Became our holy vows, our vows Clariana  
To which we called the Angels, I should never  
Have entertained one thought against thy chastity  
But this slave shall repent it.  Ser. 
Hold, I beseech you sir? by my life I thought  
I saw 'em.  Bel. 
Thought? is that excuse  Ser. 
Good sir, I'll never trust my own eyes after this  
There was deceptio visus. Oh be merciful  Bel. 
None but her honour, and my friends to poison?  
Had this report not first arrived at me  
How had we all been shamed— dost thou kneel too  
Nay then I must forgive him, rise my honest  
My dearest Clariana— but I shall hear  
You will be prating of it, if one syllable  
Come to my ear let fall by thee, that touches  
But thy suspicion, I'll ha' thy tongue  
And heart.  Ser. 
Cut me into a thousand pieces. Madam your pardon  
How was I cozened  Bel. 
Be gone and thank her goodness thou dost live  
But do not dare to be so desperate  
To come within my eye reach till I call thee  Ser. 
I'll not come near you, I'll bury myself in the Cellar. Exit.  Bel. 
So so. Now sir you may come forth again  
Nor do you my most excellent whore, think  
There is no storm to follow— keep your distance  
You have had a feast, a merry one, the shot  
Is now to be discharged, what do you expect?  Hip. 
Death, from that hand, I apprehend no mercy  
Not have I so much innocence to hope  
You will delay your justice, were I armed  
With power to resist, I should add more  
Offences by defending of this life  
That has so basely injured you.  Bel. 
Treacherous serpent  Hip. 
With this I have sometime relieved your valour  
And had no pity of my blood, but then  
I was a friend, in such a cause as this  
I have no arm no weapon, not, if I  
Were sure the bullet would decline my heart.  
It does beget a cowardice to think  
How I am fall'n.  Cla. 
O pardon  Bel. 
Pardon with what conscience canst thou ask it?  Hip. 
You showed a charity above my hope  
By giving a few minutes for my prayer,  
Which shows you had no meaning to destroy  
The soul, 'twas Rare compassion, but if you  
Could possibly forgive?  Bel. 
How forgive  Hip. 
I say if it were possible you could  
Remit so foul (in me the black'st) offence  
Not for the love I have to number days  
But by some noble service, to wash off  
This shame, this leprosy upon my name  Bel. 
ha' you found it now.  Hip. 
I have but vainly interrupt your fury  
You cannot must not pardon it, such mercy  
Becomes not an Italian.  Bel. 
Miserable woman.  Cla. 
O sir, it was my first offence, what woman is  
Without some stain? if all that in this kind  
Have sinned, had met with present death you would  
Not find some names, that now shine gloriously  
Within the catalogue of Saints, my soul  
Is full of shame and tears.  Bel. 
Tell me Clariana,  
Still I shall hit upon thy name, how couldst thou  
Use me so cruelly? did I want youth  
And spring about me were my embraces cold  
Frost in my blood? or in thy bed was I  
Conveyed a snowball, rolled up the children  
Do to play with winter, did I not affect thee  
Beyond all the comfort of the world?  Cla. 
I know it.  Bel. 
And thou whom best of all mankind I loved  
Whose friendship took up my whole heart till she  
Came in a wife, yet then thou hadst a seat  
One small degree below her, when this shall be  
The talk of Ferrara who shall trust his friend  
For thy sake, or at the mention of thy name  
For swear ever to marry  Cla. 
Noble sir.  
It is within your power  Bel. 
To kill you both  Hip. 
I am prepared so well  
As this short time will give me leave.  Cla. 
'tis yet within your power to silence all,  
What is already done should we turn fountains  
We heartily may grieve for, not repair,  
The world can have no knowledge of our trespass  
Nor your dishonour, If you call it so  
Unless you tell it, you have nobly sir  
Secured all shame at home, which has won more  
Repentance from me than my tears, go on  
Increase that piety, and be not you  
The trumpet of their infamy abroad  
Whose lives hereafter may be spent with such  
Religious sorrow for offending you  
That you may not repent to have forgiven.  Bel. 
Shall I be won with foolish pity?  Cla. 
Our death will gain you nothing, but the fear  
You sha'not keep your own life  Hi. 
Or if blood  
Must only satisfy, let your sword here  
bathe in revenge, the greatest sinner kill  
If men were not, what woman could be ill.  Bel. 
Your fears thus vanish, I delight not in  
The bloody sacrify, live both.  Hip. 
A miracle  Cla. 
But I'll do more than kill you— take my love off.  
I do desire never to see you more,  
Nor will I be a Courtier to occasion  
Meeting hereafter, what is done is circled  
Within our knowledge, pray, farewell, for you  
I do desire never to bed thee more  
I'll force some smiles to keep suspicion off  
But fear I never shall love heartily  
Again, thou hast undone me here, Clariana  
And yet I won't wish thee dead for this  
Repent and when I die ask for a kiss. Exeunt.  Enter Bonaldo and a Courtier. Bon. 
Not at the Court? why he desired I should meet him here  Cour. 
The Duke hath often asked for him  Bon. 
He waits well in the mean time, who in the name of wantonness keeps him away, I know 'tis a wench, 'tis a perilous boy, my own son to a hair, and he should not love a woman I would disinherit him, for I am of opinion an atheist sometime is better than an Eunuch, And yet cannot the Court find him game enough, but he must leap the pale and straggle so far for Venison, that the Duke must hunt after him; and he were not my own flesh and blood, I would counsel him to marry, but they are dangerous, and a disease is more curable than a wife, for she indeed is a hectic fever although I buried mine seven year ago, yet I feel a grudging of her still, and for a need could guess at the change of weather by the knowledge her noise has infused into my bones.  Enter Duke, Courtiers. Cour. 
The Duke.  Du. 
Some one look out Hippolito  Bo. 
If please your grace let it be my employment  Du. 
Signior Bonaldo?  Bo. 
Your highness' humble servant, I am sorry my son should be absent, when your grace has service for him, but I'll find him out, I am acquainted with two or three of his haunts I know a Tavern is next door to a—  Du. 
To a what?  Bo. 
It has a course name  Du. 
No matter:  Bo. 
To a bawdy-house  Du. 
That's not impossible  Bo. 
To find him there, I cannot help it?  Co. 
He loves him the better for't  Bo. 
'tis a trick he learned in France sir, where your nobility practice, he will leave it, when Capering and Kissing are out of fashion with Gentlemen  Du. 
Oh he is young, I have heard you were as wild at his Years,  Bo. 
And wilder too I should be sorry else  Du. 
How?  Bo. 
I had ne'er broke my wife's heart else, with supping abroad and midnight revels, I should ha' been troubled with her till this time  Du. 
She was a shrew it seems? but you promise actively still?  Bo. 
Not much for the cross point,  
But with your highness' licence, I'll find out Hippolito  
To attend your pleasure.  Du. 
Good Signior Exit.  
A blunt honest Gentleman.  Co. 
He does not boast much honesty, with your pardon sir.  Du. 
I like the freedom of his discourse, but see Hippolito  Enter Hippolito. Hip. 
I must not appear melancholy  Co. 
Signior the Duke expects you  Hip. 
His grace's humble creature  Co. 
Now is he come from some vaulting school I'll lay my life,  
He is a pretty Gentleman 'tis pity that nothing can persuade him from the flesh.  2. C. 
The Duke employs him.  Co. 
I leiger at home  Hip. 
Both in prison  Du. 
Both.  
We all know Eubella, her father is committed to prison for being  
To free on's tongue.  Hi. 
Be confident I will prevail, I have a new spell for her  Du. 
Be speedy and be fortunate, she is in that chamber  
Return with her consent to love and be  
What the Duke's power can make thee.  Hip. 
You too much honour me  Du. 
Come Gentleman.  Hippo. seems to open a chamber door and brings forth Eubel. Hip. 
Lady, I am sent to know your full and final resolution touching the business the Duke propounded, though your father be shut up yet change of air is fitter for your complexion, the Duke is a Gentleman that may command in these parts 'tis not for want of provision, the Duke has a mind to cut up your virginity.  Eu. 
If this be your affair sir, tell the Duke  
Eubella is a rock.  Hip. 
That's very hard  Eu. 
His mermaids cannot win me with their songs  
Nor all his tempests shake me  Hip. 
Stay a little  
There's something more in my commission  Eu. 
Hippolito  
I now have argument to think you were  
Not borne a Gentleman, something, here is witness  
I pity thee, this is no noble office  Hip. 
You mean a pander it has been a thriving way for some,  
But I am employed by his grace.  Eu. 
Shall fear or flattery  
Corrupt a generous soul? I am a woman  
The weakest of a thousand yet I dare  
Give man example, rather to be sacrificed.  
Then betray virtue's cause, we give our life  
To grow again, from our own funeral pile  
Like the Assyrian bird.  Hip 
Thou hast so rich  
A stock of goodness, were all other women  
Vicious, thou mightst impart enough to make  
The whole sex white again, and leave thyself  
One degree less than angel: canst thou pardon  
That I have tempted thee so far? thy hand  
To give it a religious kiss, when next  
My tongue is orator in so foul a cause  
The argument itself turn a disease  
And eat it to the root. I am changed Eubella  
And more to try thy strength then to o'ercome  
I speak now for the Duke, keep still thy thoughts  
Devout to honour, after I have studied  
A year's repentance for my wrongs to thee,  
I will presume to say I love Eubella  Eu. 
But hath Hippolito no other meaning?  
I understand, and take some joy to hear this language  Hip. 
The first proof of my conversion  
Shall be to tell the Duke he has done ill  
To court thee sinfully Enter Duke.  Du. 
how's this?  b Eu. 
Pray do not mock, if you knew how much,  
Delight heaven takes to hear you speak so well  
To the distressed Eubella.  Hi. 
By this lip  
If my profane touch make thee not offended  
There is no good I will not act, nor ill  
I will not suffer to deserve thy love  
But I am miserable and cannot merit  
I have not been at home these many years  
Yet I will call my conscience to account  
For all, and throw myself upon heaven's charity,  
Why dost thou weep?  Eu. 
My joy can wear no other livery  
Than tears, and confident all this is truth  
I cannot keep it in, you shall dispose  
Eubella's heart.  Hi. 
Then here I take it in  
To my possession  Du. 
villain Strumpet  Hi. 
Sir, here are none such I can assure your highness  Du. 
Is this your faith to me?  Hi. 
I never did you.  
True service till this minute, and I dare  
Now tell you, though you cut my head off, 'tis  
Not justice to pursue the ruin of  
A harmless maid  Du. 
Traitor  Hi. 
Call me some Name, I understand my Lord  
This virgin now is mine.  Du. 
Your whore  Hi. 
This cannot make me yet forget your person  Eu. 
Sir I beseech you.  Du. 
By my Dukedom  Hi. 
The more you vex the more we grow together  
In honour and chaste love  Du. 
You speak as if  
You were to be her husband,  Hi. 
'tis a title a prince should be ambitious of.  Du. 
Very fine  
Do you consent too, to be called his wife?  Eu. 
If he dare make me such there is no second  
My heart affects.  Du. 
Is't come to this? then hear what I determine  Eu. 
Sir consider  Du. 
I have considered do not interrupt me  
Too morrow if I live I'll see you both  
Married, thou excellent maid forgive my passion,  
Accept him freely, thou hast overcome  
With chastity, and taught me to be a prince  
Which character, my lust had near defaced  
Release Sebastian.  Eu. 
What duty can poor Eubella pay?  Du. 
No more, good deeds reward themselves, how have we slept.  Hi. 
This exceeds all your favours  Du. 
Cherish my gift Hippolito, she is a wife for the best prince, no honour can be enough to satisfy thy virtue. Exit,  Co. 
Here's a strange whirl, I do not like it, if the Duke continue this mind, we must all be honest.  2. Co. 
Who can help it?  Enter Bellament and Bonaldo at several doors. Bo. 
Save you Signior is my son here?  Bel. 
He was here very lately, too late  Bo. 
You do not answer as you were wont,  
I ask for Hippolito, your friend,  Bel. 
And did not I answer you?  
Cry you mercy Signior, indeed he is not here  Bo. 
How is it with your beauteous Clariana?  Bel. 
she's well  Bo. 
Pray commend my service to her  Bel. 
What said ye?  Bo. 
Nothing but my service to your Lady  Bel. 
Oh I thank you, pray stay, and tell me how I look.  Bo. 
Look?  Bel. 
They will persuade me within I am not well  
I must confess there is some cause of melancholy  
Within me.  Bo. 
I guest so at first sight, may I presume to ask it?  Bel. 
And yet does not concern me in a higher nature than  
My friend, a scurvy chance late happened to him  
One that he loved most dearly, you will scarce  
Believe, made him a Cuckold  Bo. 
That all?  Bel. 
That all. D'ee understand what I have said?  Bo. 
Yes a friend was made a Cuckold by a friend  
He did his wife and him a courtesy.  Bel. 
Go home and pray, you're in a desperate state  
This is enough to weigh thee down to hell  Bo. 
I am not of your mind, and I had done't myself, I should  
Never had so much despair as to hang myself, why 'tis as  
Common as shifting a trencher  Bel. 
But hark you sir, howe'er you talk you cannot in your judgement think so, are you married?  Bo. 
What d'ee see in my forehead you should think me so miserable?  Bel. 
I'll tell you then, what a wife is, or should be  Bo. 
I can tell you, what they should be,  Bel. 
What?  Bo. 
They should be honest and love their husbands, and for their Sakes their bastards, which if they understand they are bound, to keep, because their ill conditions drive us a broad to get 'em.  Bel. 
No, hear me.  
A wife is man's best piece, who till he marries  
Wants making up, she is the shrine to which  
Nature doth send us forth on Pilgrimage,  
She was a scion taken from that tree  
Into which if she have no second grafting  
The world can have no fruit, she is man's  
arithmetic which teaches him to number  
And multiply himself in his own children,  
She is the good man's Paradise, and the bad's  
First step to heaven, a treasure which who wants  
Cannot be trusted to posterity  
Nor pay his own debts, she is a golden sentence  
Writ by our maker, which the Angels may  
Discourse of, only men know how to use  
And none but devils violate  Bo. 
All this you'll justify a wife  Bel. 
Now tell me Signior what punishment  
That man deserves, that should deface or steal  
This wealth away.  Bo. 
How mean you in the way of lying with her?  
I am of my first opinion, there is not much treason  
In't, if she be handsome  Bel. 
But is there no respect of friendship to be observed?  Bo. 
Nor kindred much in such a case  Bel. 
Would you not chide your son that should abuse his  
Dear friends wife or Mistress?  Bo. 
Yes if he should abuse her, but if he did but lie with her I should commend him, make the case your own would you deny a friend that wanted linen the courtesy of your clean shirt? a woman is a more necessary wearing, and yet never the worse for't  Bel. 
Away thou wot infect my dwelling else,  
To what a monster, is man grown  Bo. 
Fare you well sir, I ha' but answered to your questions  Bel. 
Cynic I'll hold thy lantern now, and go with thee  
Through Athens and the world to find one man  
That's honest. Enter Page.  Pa. 
My Master remembers his humble service  Bel. 
To me? I'd rather thank him to forget it  
Why does he trouble me with letters? yet I'll read 'em.  
Ha? to be married tomorrow— This is an honest  
Sentence, my heart bleeds still for wronging you.  Enter Clariana. 
Clariana 'tis no secret  Cla. 
Ha to Eubella, I sha'not conceal my passion, he must not marry  Bel. 
Give me the paper  Cla. 
Inspire me love I'll cross it Exit.  Bel. 
Why does thy master boy, send me this letter?  Pa. 
I know not sir; unless it be to certify you of his marriage?  Bel. 
He will marry now and live honest, heaven give him joy.  
But it's not so fair to disturb my brain  
That is not fully settled with his triumphs,  
What is't to me? He cannot satisfy.  
My injury if he should court his wife  
And prevail with her  
To embrace me too.  
The Duke he writes, will honour his solemnity  
His conscience dares not suffer him to invite  
Me as his guest, why then must I be troubled  
Cannot he laugh and heme and kiss his bride  
But he must send me word, whose soul he has  
Put miserably out of tune. Enter Clariana.  Cla. 
Conceal that letter from all eyes but your Masters.  Bel. 
Sirrah you shall return, and say I will die shortly.  Pag. 
Heaven forbid sir  Bel. 
That is a kind of prayer, who bade thee thee sayo?  
Then if I must live, I'll find out a Hermit  
That dwells within the earth or hollow tree.  
A great way hence there I shall be secure  
And learn to pray for I want charity— be gone boy  Cla. 
Good sir talk not so strangely  Bel. 
Fare you well too, I'll come again tomorrow, or I know  
Not when, I have much business abroad  Cla, 
Will you ride forth?  Bel. 
Yes,  Cla. 
Shall none attend you?  Bel. 
No I shall be best alone, you know your chamber  
There's none so bold to rob me of my grief  
Yet he that's sad as I; bears his own thief.   

Actus Quintus.  Enter Hippolito and his Page. Hi. 
I Know not what to resolve, this letter has distracted me It is not wisdom to acquaint Eubella, let me peruse't again. Sir, though I have repented my love, which drew my dishonour, I have not lost my charity, and therefore can take no pleasure in your ruin, meet me tomorrow early in the grove behind the Palace, I will discover a plot against your life, I pity your danger, and will secure more joys to your bride, be secret yet and trust her, that is no otherwise than nobly yours, Clariana.  

'tis some thing Bellament has designed.  
For his revenge, did he speak strangely sayst?   Pag. 
Very strangely sir, he said he would die shortly  Hi. 
Thou didst mistake him, he meant I should die, he won't kill me at the altar? perhaps I shall be poisoned at dinner, a thousand ways there are to let out life 
I must be certain. Eubella and her father  Enter Eubella and Sebastian. 
Some truce with my affliction.   Seb. 
More welcome than my liberty, Eubella  
Has made my heart glad with your new character  
And now my son Hippolito.  Hip. 
That title  
Will be above all honours the Duke can  
Let fall upon me, that I have been wild  
I must with shame remember, but my study  
Of after life to her and all the world  
I hope shall purchase thee a better name.  Seb. 
You will not leave us this morning?  Hip. 
I shall return, excuse me a few minutes.  Eu. 
Do what you please▪ but if it be a business  
You may dispense with  Hip. 
It concerns my honour, but nothing shall  
Detain me long; all places are but darkness  
Without thy eyes, I'll visit 'em 'again  Eu. 
How soon?  Hip. 
You shall scarce think me absent  Seb. 
We must expect you then.  Hi. 
May the day shine bright upon thee  Eu. 
And all the blessings of it wait on you  Enter Bonaldo. Seb. 
Signior you are most welcome, I entreat you  
To call my girl your daughter  Bo. 
My son has made this choice I hear, I'll  
Call her any thing  Eu. 
I shall express my duty sir, in all things  Bo. 
But where's Hippolito— a buxom thing.  Seb. 
Sir please you retire, he is new departed  Bo. 
Whither? a musical lip.  Seb. 
Nay we did not examine his affair  
But we expect his quick return  Eu. 
willt please you sir.  Bo. 
I should be pleased with such another,— a light wench  
And a yare, I'll attend you Lady. Exit.  Enter Clariana Milena. Cal. 
Be just Milena to me, and endear  
My love for ever  Mi. 
Madam you know my faith  Cla. 
I promised to meet  
Hippolito this morning in the grove  
Behind the Palace, to confer about  
Some business that concerns, thou shalt presently  
Excuse my travel and entreat him hither,  
He and my husband lately had some difference  
I know not why, in this convenient absence  
Of Bellament he securely may  
Speak with me here, yet I'll not willingly  
Have him come hither by the public way,  
The Garden door shall be left open for him  
And a clear passage to this Chamber  Mi. 
Madam I understand,  Cla. 
Prevail with him to come, tell him all's safe  Mi. 
I'll swear it Madam to do you service  Cla. 
But use all haste.  
Which way shall I begin, I shall want art  
I fear to win upon him, oh for some  
High, and prevailing oratory to  
Express what my heart labours with I could  
Accuse my unkind destiny, declaim  
Against the power of love, rail at the charms  
Of language and proportion, that betray us  
To hasty sorrow, and too late repentance,  
But breath is this way lost, wounds that are made  
Require a balsam, and not empty curses  
To state our body, should the Mariner  
When a storm meets him, throw away his Card  
Neglect himself and vessel; and lie down  
Cursing the winds and tempest? If he come  
As but to doubt doth make me miserable  
The genius of love assist my passion,  
I must deliver something that doth make  
My poor heart swell, and will if I conceal it  
Like fire locked up in a thick cloud destroy  
The prison that contains: she's returned  
Already. Enter Milena.  
What says Hippolito?  Mi. 
Like an honest Gentleman, he's at the garden gate.  
I told him how things were at home, I met him  
hard by, as if he meant without inviting  
Having expected you so long, to come  
Nearer, and wait some opportunity  
To speak with you.  Cla. 
thouart fortunate admit him, 'tis nor  
Safe to expect there, but while we confer  
Use thy best diligence round about to bring  
If there be such misfortune, the first news  
Of Bellament  Mi. 
I'll be careful Madam. Exit.  Cla. 
I'm glad he's come  
With what look shall I first salute him?  Milena Hippolito. Mi. 
Pray excuse me sir!  Hi. 
'twill purchase but a pair of Gloves  Mi. 
I have him at my finger's ends, well I can but think  
What serviceable creatures we Chambermaids are  
Sometimes we are the best Cabinets for Ladies, and they  
Trust their jewels of honour with us, but I must look  
About me, I know my office. Exit,  Cla. 
Y'ave seen this face before, does it seem strange?  Hi. 
I have seen it, when it was less sad, but 'tis  
The richer jewel set in black, you never  
Wore garments did so well become you Lady  Cla. 
I shall not love 'em worse because they please  
Your Eye, they fit the habit of my mind.  Hip. 
Your voice has better music too, it sounds  
As some religious melancholy struck.  
Upon your heart you've prayed lately I distinguish  
A tear upon your cheek still 'tis well done  Cla. 
If there be any sign of sorrow here  
'tis for your sake  Hip. 
I cannot blame thy eyes,  
If every time, I am presented to 'em  
Th' unhappy object thou dost weep Clariana,  
I have deserved to find the lowest place  
Within thy charity, yet such is thy  
Compassion, when my fate is cast  
And my unworthy life marked for the sacrifice  
Thou art willing to preserve Hippolito  
And to that purpose sent'st to speak with me  Cla. 
You read my letter?  Hi. 
Clariana, I  
Shall not have time enough to thank thee, when  
Thou hast discovered what conspiracy  
Threatens my head, unless you use some brevity  
There is a work this morning to be finished  
Requires my personal attendance.  Cla. 
I am.  
Not ignorant what business is designed  
It was the reason of my zealous wishes  
To change some words before  Hi. 
I wait your purpose  Cla. 
You are this morning to receive a wife  Hi. 
And such blessing as the earth were poor  
Without her,  Cla. 
'tis Eubella I understand.  Hi. 
That most virtuous fair one  Cla. 
I'll not take from her  
I have heard her much commended, but she is  
No miracle  Hi. 
How Clariana.  Cla. 
Our sex were poor  
If she alone had all the grace of woman.  
Though she be fair, the Dukedom is not so  
Barren but it may show some parallel.  
And let it not be thought a pride, if I  
Affirm there have been those, have said as much  
Of me, all beauty is not circumscribed  
In one.  Hi. 
You point at that which takes the Eye  
And is but half a handsomeness at best  
Unless the mind be furnished with those virtues  
Which write a woman fair, but Clariana  
There is no time for this dispute, and I  
Am somewhat sorry you have fall'n upon't  
When I but praised Eubella modestly,  
She is to me the best and fairest now  
Of all the world, but turn to the occasion  
That brought me hither, I would hear what practice  
Is meant against my life, which I would now  
Preserve for that dear virgin, more than love  
To keep it for my use, I did imagine  
however Bellament showed a formal  
And calm release, yet he would meditate  
Revenge at such a time he most should wound me  
And had not I a perfect confidence  
Your thoughts meant simple pity to my danger  
I should not thus far have engaged myself,  
Than I beseech you tell me  Cla. 
Any thing.  Hi. 
Why d'ee delay me thus Clariana?  Cla. 
Pardon o pardon me Hippolito  
Indeed I will discover all the plot  Hi. 
I am prepared,  Cla. 
But there is no misfortune  
Levelled at you, the danger is all mine  
And I but use this policy, to take  
My last farewell, for I must never see  
You married  Hi. 
You amaze me, what unhappiness?  
Will Bellament be so cruel to thee  
Having forgiven  Cla. 
A hand more severe.  
Is armed against me  Hi. 
Is there no prevention  Cla. 
It is within your mercy to do much  Hi. 
Pronounce then as much safety as my strength can give thee against any enemy be  
But Bellament, I have wounded him  
Too much already, may I credit then  
There is treachery aiming at my blood  
Declare what man I must oppose in thy  
Protection  Cla. 
No man  Hi. 
You're mystical  Cla. 
A woman is my enemy  Hi. 
There will be  
No use of valour then  Cla. 
But much of love  
If you resolve to save bleeding Clariana  
Thou must oppose Eubella.  Hi. 
What was that?  
Kill my Eubella?  Cla. 
It stretches not so far, only I beg  
You would not marry her, and I shall live.  Hi. 
Not marry her, why there's no steel can bring  
So certain and so violent a death,  
Forsake Eubella now, now when she's dressed  
My glorious bride, the Nuptial ceremony  
And Priest expecting us, I know you speak not  
In hope I should believe, you may as well  
Bid me'commit a murder on my life  
For this will kill her and we both are one.  
Who hath instructed you to this?  Cla. 
My love  
My love that will not suffer me to know  
Thou must be given thus away for ever  
I could endure thy absence for whole years  
And not complain, repent my equal sorrow  
We have so far offended, while you keep  
Your present freedom, there were then some hope  
A possibility, at last to meet  
In new affections to redeem the old  
But thus my expectation is destroyed,  
You understand?  Hi. 
Too much, be not deceived,  
There is no love that is not virtuous  
And thy consenting thus far but in thought  
Is sacrilege, and thou dost rob the Church  
Twice, first in violation of thy vows  
Which there were registered, and then mine expected  
I dare not hear you talk thus  Cla. 
Is this all?  
All the reward for losing of myself  
For thy sake?  Hip. 
You're not yet quite lost  Cla. 
What curse  
Made black the hour of my conception  
Farewell Hippolito, when you hear me dead  
Come to my grave, and drop one tear upon me  Hip. 
What means Clariana? Enter Milena.  Mi. 
Oh Madam look behind me  
I see my Master coming in, and he  
Suspecting my haste this way, follows me  
With his sword drawn Enter Bellament.  Bel. 
Are you so nimble? ha.  Hi. 
Woman thou hast undone me.  Cla. 
Oh my fortune again betrayed  Bel. 
Nay then, I'll make sure work Exit.  Mi. 
Alas what shall become of me, the doors are locked.  Hip. 
Cruel dissembler.  Cla. 
Hippolito the sequel shall acquit  
My thoughts, I'm circled with more certain danger  
And cannot hope life  Hi. 
'tis not that I fear  
To die, thou know'st I am not guilty  
Of any second shame, but my Eubella  
That every minute looks to be my bride  
How the thought rends me.  Cla. 
I can prevent his fury  
Against thee  Hi. 
There is no way  Cla. 
Yes this.  Hi. 
Ha devil what hast done?  Mi. 
Alas what ha' you both done?  Cla. 
I thank thee  
Thou hast spared my execution on myself  
I'll tell thee now Hippolito, by this  
This crimson in whose ebb my life hasts from me  
I did not look for Bellament, but  
Surprised I thought it honour to beg in  
The tragedy, I know my fate was not  
To be resisted, 'twas impossible.  
To find a second mercy from him, and  
I would secure no woman after me  
Should boast the Conquest of Hippolito  
Thy sword was gentle to me, searched again  
And thou shalt see.  
How my embracing blood will keep it warm  
And kiss the kind destroyer  Enter Bellament and Servants, Milena runs in. Bel. 
What are you humbled? must not serve your turn.  Cla. 
We have deceived your triumph.  Hi. 
Bellament.  Cla. 
Hear me first, and know this bold hand saved  
Thy fury to Hippolito, whom with  
My last breath I pronounce not in a thought  
Guilty of new dishonour  Bel. 
As soon persuade  
It is not day  Hi. 
This letter summoned me  Cla. 
I had no other means to speak with him  
And my unruly love did prompt me to it  Hi. 
I tremble not in my innocence to think  
Of death but my Eubella, poor Eubella  Cla. 
If she but loud thee as I did, she'll follow  
Furies will lend a torch to light her to  
The shades we go to  Bel. 
Is the wickedness all thine?  Hi. 
Except the wound my hasty sword  
Gave as reward for this too near my heart  
I fear  Cla. 
Dost fear?  Hi. 
For poor Eubella's sake  Bel. 
Now thou hast met a justice in thy blood  
For thy first sin, but I will have a Surgeon  Hi. 
Send for Eubella rather  
Oh let me breathe my last upon her lips  
It will concern thee Bellament somewhat  
The world will think this murder was thine else  Bel. 
Make haste:  
O woman thou didst weep once, when thy tears  
Won my forgiveness, where are all the drops,  
The penitent showers, in which thy stained soul  
Should bathe itself, this minute launching forth  
To thy eternity.  Cla. 
theyare of another colour, oh forgive me  
Good heaven, I have wronged thee Bellament  
Oh wives hereafter, mean your hearts to them  
You give your holy vows, what mist weighs down  
My eyes already, oh 'tis death I see  
In a long robe of darkness is preparing  
To seal them up for ever, 'twere no death,  
If we could lose our sins as we do breathe  Bel. 
she's gone to a long silence, place her body  
There and then gently raise Hippolito  
To the other chair  Hi. 
Hast, haste my dear Eubella. Enter Bonaldo  Bo. 
How came this tragedy?  Hi. 
Give me your last blessing  
I'm going a long Pilgrimage, you gave  
Too great a licence to my youth  Bo. 
how's this?  Hi. 
My wanton blood now pays for't, Clariana  
And I have changed a wound, where is Eubella?  Bo. 
She is too near this grief, this punishment  
Should ha' been mine long since, I was his father  
In sin as well as years, she is dead already  
Thy glass had many sands till it was broken  
Then those few minutes that are left of mine,  
I'll number with my prayers. Enter Duke. Eub. Seb. Court.  Eu. 
Hippolito.  Hip. 
My wound hath had a happy patience. Farewell.  Seb. 
Eubella  Bo. 
He is departed  Du. 
Bellament who hath done all this?  Bel. 
I'll do my best to tell you  
Here's all that's left of them whom how I loved,  
Heaven and my poor heart knows,  Eu. 
And is he slain?  
But once more let me kiss him.  Bel. 
I did not kill 'em sir, they were too willing  
To leave the world together, but their wrongs  
All all the payment for my honest love  
awaked me to revenge, and had they been  
The very strings that tie my life together  
It should ha' fall'n to pieces, but their hands  
Prevented mine.  Du. 
The cause? you rather lead me  
To think you were their murderer, we must  
Be better satisfied or your blood must answer  
For this effusion.  Bel. 
The cause my Lord— 'tis grown since it came hither  
Pray give me leave, because you sha'not suffer  
Ith' expectation, you shall have it all  
Together, this Hippolito and that Clariana  
Hark there 'tis. Enter Milena.  Seb. 
His grief has overcharged him  Du. 
None to decipher these sad characters?  Mi. 
With your pardon I can  Seb. 
Be comforted Eubella, all thy tears  
Will not recall his life  Eu. 
Pray give me leave  
Since he is dead to embalm him, had I died  
Before him, he'd ha' wept as much for me.  Du. 
We have heard too much but moderate Eubella,  
Thy sorrows, he survives that will supply  
A bridegroom, and thy virtue bids me tender  
myself a recompense for thy sufferings  Eu. 
I know you would not lead me to forget  
Hippolito so soon, I dare not think  
Of being a Bride again.  Seb. 
Does your grace mean this honour?  Du. 
By my dukedom.  Seb. 
After this shower is over, she will shine  
Doubt not my Lord, and bless her happy stars  Du. 
Lead from this charnel house they shall be interred  
With all solemnity becomes there birth  
And when their funeral rites and tears are done  
New joys shall rise with the next morning's Sun.  Exit omnes.  
FINIS.