MONEY IS AN ASS. A Comedy, As it hath been Acted with good Applause.  
Written by Tho. Jordain Gent.  
Licenced November the 16. 1667. Roger L'Estrange.  
LONDON, Printed by Peter Lillicrap, for Fra. Kirkman, and are to be sold by most Booksellers. 1668.   

The PROLOGUE  Spoken by Night. 

THalia Crown each Fancy, since the day  
Has lost its Luster, and each glorious Ray  
Of young Apollo in the bosom lies  
Of beloved, Thetis, let the morn bright Eyes  
That sit Encircled in your Ivory Spheres  
Inspire our Souls, cheer our benighted fears  
We Act in Comic strains, Heaven grant there be  
No envious Fate, to make a Tragedy.  
'tis new, I'm sure, ne'er Acted, there's none know it  
We never had more Tutor, than the Poet  
Since it is thus, Let us harsh censures scape  
Had every Actor been some others Ape,  
Seen his Part Played before him, you might say,  
We had been Children, not to Act the Play;  
As lively as our fautours, but (so far  
Are we from such great helps, as those) we are  
Direct opposers, have no setters on  
But what's within us, Resolution,  
Which not by you encouraged (swollen with Rage  
That flies, and leaves us Statues on the Stage.  
We are but Eight in Number, therefore he,  
That drew this piece, being confined, not free  
Could not so well declare himself as when  
He shall confine, his Persons to his Pen  
Accept of this, next time, we shall prepare  
To feast your Senses with more curious fare.    

The Actors Names.  
Captain Penniless. 
Tho. Jordain.  Mr. Featherbrain, 
Wal. Williams  Clutch, 
Tho. Loveday.  Money. 
Tho. Lovel.  Credit. 
Nich. Lowe.  Callumney. 
Tho. Sands.  Felixina. 
Amb. Matchit  Feminia. 
Wil Cherrington.    

Moneys an Ass.  
Act the First,  Enter Mr, Featherbrain, Solus, Faith. 
all's lost, Pox o'th' Dice, Fortune hath spun me a fair thread, the Devil reel it, me thinks I walk like one, that left himself in pawn, at an Ordinary, I mean his Reputation, and now my Satin is converted to modest stuff▪ my Quandam Assotiates look upon me as upon a man scarce within ken: and I faith I having a spice, oath— Gentleman in me, take as little notice of them— Oh youth what has thy prodigality brought thee to, the time was, I have not had so much time, as to talk to myself thus, But Poverty, is an Excommunicate and there is no purchasing of an absolution, without ready money— oh,— he is the honestest Rogue in the world, if he were not so fugitive, I had the happiness to see him t'other day, he was so busy betwixt a young Heir, and a Usurer, he loves a Lottery with his heart, But if he but look on an Hospital the Gout takes him this is he, as I take it, I Cannot very well Enter Money and Credit. tell, he is almost become my small Acquaintance, and that's his Ningle Credit, goes Cheek by Choul with him— I would fain endeer myself Noble Mr. Money, Kind Mr. Credit,  Mo. 
Ningle Credit, dost thou know this fellow.  Cred. 
Why do you injure me so, Ningle Money.  Mo. 
Injure thee, how.  Cred. 
Why in having an Ambiguous thought  
I should know a man, that looks so like a—  Fea. 
Thief or Cutpurse, I warrant, let me help you with a term Sir— a poor Gentleman, and it please you  Cred. 
I was e'en thinking upon as bad a Term.  Mo. 
Why he knows thee, it seems.  Cred. 
Say you so, let me look better upon him.  Fea. 
And your worship would please to remember, I have been often in Company with you, as I remember, and the last place I see you in, was at in and in, in Gray's Inn you slipped from me the strangest.  Cred. 
Upon my credit Ningle I remember him— he told me so, for he would have had me past my word for Twenty pounds to old Clutch the hoarder, to whose Daughters, we are now repairing.  Mo. 
I do remember you Prodigal Sir.  Fea. 
That's my Character indeed.  Mo. 
You parted Slightly from me, and for which cause you may associate yourself with Mr. Penniless, he's a most fit companion, and will not leave your company so soon.  Fea. 
Thank you Sir. most kindly— the mean time, lend me Ten pounds, this Gentleman your Ningle, will pass his word.  Cred. 
No not I, I must not injure so my friend, I am many Millions in his debt already.  Mo. 
Come Ningle will you walk.  Cred. 
Willingly.  Fea. 
Hark you Sir, hark you, or will you but dictate a—  Cred. 
Stay stay, I love to understand things as I go, what do you mean Sir to dictate,  Fea. 
Why Sir. write a Letter Two or Three lines to your Mercer in my behalf, to put myself in better habit.  Cred. 
Pray pardon me Sir I did think that Dictate, had no good meaning Sir. when you can Dictate, into favour again with my friend I shall give you more Audience— Audience there's another word for your Dictate, and so farewell to you Sir.  Exit Money and Credit. Fea. 
Mr. Money, Mr. Credit, Gentlemen a word more gone, may the Gout take one, and the Devil crack t'other, I need not Curse them, for by their own works they are entering into a Consumption, Old Clutch the grand Devil of Usury he has a necessary Damnation for them both (his two Daughters) necessary evils, to train them, well in the days of old, when any fortunes flourished they have both looked on me, as no unworthy object, if I had and Itch that way these two Rogues, would be my Antagonists, if my brains have not gone more after money, and credit, I shall have that in Agitation, may do me a pleasure in my time of need and make of these Chemist's Asses.  

'Tis hatching be it successful, If it prove  
My loss, but gets me Wisdom, Wisdom Love,   Exit. 

Scene the Second.  Enter Clutch Felixina and Feminia. Clutch. 
Come my Felixina, dear Feminia, fie pine no more, husbands are now in search, but I would match you richly, richly Girls— and please your own minds too, Felixina I know you think worthily of Mr. Money.  Felix. 
I never saw him yet Sir:  Clutch. 
Right, why do I say you think but worthily of him for when you shall but see him (oh) joyful sight you will admire him then.  Felix. 
He is your object then, therefore rendering my obedience to your Age I willingly embrace him.  Clutch. 
Thou wouldst say thus I know  
thouart my obedient Girl continue so  Felix. 
'tis well he spoke it for me, for I protest 'twas far from my thought, in this case my mind tells me, 'twill have it's own dispose for all your Avarice, your will.  Fem. 
You are always talking to her of Husbands, and Suitors but you forget for me, I wis, I am as sick o'th' Maiden disease as my Sister, for all she is my elder.  Clutch. 
And you shall both be cured if Money and Credit be prevailing Physicians, did not I tell thee of Mr. Credit.  Fem. 
No, O my credit Sir.  Clutch. 
O thy Credit, and thy Credit shall he be I faith Calumny, within there— Calumny.  Calum. 
Did you call Sir.  Clutch. 
Is not this the day and hour Money and Credit were to keep their words with me,  Calum. 
Yes, but I'll be hanged, and some such Rogue as yourself, such a Hell Jaw, do not swallow them before you see them.  Clutch. 
Say not so, good Callumney, put me in better comfort.  calum. 
The Devil put you in comfort, he's like to be better rewarded, than I, me thinks he might be more Officious, for 'twill not be long, ere he must receive his due, when is you● Lease out Sir.  Fem. 
But hast not thou seen thy Golden Sweetheart, yet.  Felix. 
Nor ever care, unless he be of the true Coin and currant mettle.  Fem. 
But I hope you'll be a good child, and do as your Father bids you.  Felix. 
What need you care, you shall be married with Credit.  Fem. 
And you to Money, than we will call Sisters no more but Ningles, as our Husbands do.  Clutch. 
Good Callumney be Officious 't shall be for thy good, I have a Trap for Money, do thou but aid, thou shalt supplant him, and marry my Eldest Daughrer, contain thy sullen Humour tip thy tongue with words more flattering.  calum. 
You'll be hanged, ere you'll keep your word.  Clutch. 
Dost think, I am a Pagan.  calum. 
You are a Usurer, and that's Cousin German, let the Devil be Judge— but i'll believe you, and on these conditions endeavour for you all that I can, Aside  
Heeres the Father's Consent, if I can but obtain the squeamest Whenches— she looks upon me with no scornful eye; I'll put fair for it could I but rule my tongue, there were some hope.  Enter Money and Credit, Clutch. 
Practise my Counsel,  
See they are, Arrived kind Mr. Money let me hug thee, let me embrace thee, thy voice is heavenly Music, thy face bewitches thouart my dearest Idol.  calum. 
Now the Devil hugs his darling.  Clutch, 
Next Mr. Credit, ye are a pair of Creatures the whole world adores, and happiest am I that must enjoy ye, I am divided 'twixt ye, you inseparable souls.  Mo. 
We keep our words you see.  Cred. 
We are not merely Promisers.  Clutch, 
Why look you now, you'll make me angry with you do ye think I had a thought, you were unjust no by my honesty— these are my Daughter's Gentlemen, two bashful younglings about their years, it was my fault I faith, which since I must confess I have amended.  calum. 
I fear money will be my rival, the Rogue hath a bewitching Countenance, I wonder the wench looks with no more affectionate eye upon him, fate has ordained her mine.  Mo. 
Pardon my boldness Lady, 'tis a fault has been by all, excused, me that now I am to seek of Modesty, to court so fair a Mistress.  Felix. 
Yet you are mine, best beauty.  calum. 
This Money has an excellent tongue.  Cred. 
By Credit's self, an Oath, I dare not break, I am your infinite admirer.  Fem. 
Are you Cadeedlo.  Cred. 
I dare not take that Oath, unless I knew the meaning.  Fem. 
Oh me do you not know the meaning of Cadeedlo.  Cred. 
No i'll assure you.  Fem. 
I'll tell you then, in that one word Cadeedlo, is concluded, all the Oaths man can invent.  Cred. 
'Tis a most dangerous Oath, but yet her beauty so enticeth me, that rather than i'll lose her love, i'll undertake to swear it,— Then Lady that you may believe, I do admire you, and in that admiration, give myself your Zealous Lover, to you I swear, Cadeedlo I admire you.  Cal. 
Go thy ways, thou deserv'st her, for thou has sworn most desperately for her.  Clutch, 
Take no repulse— be not slightly denied, Music, Oh Heavenly; shakes moneys  Cal. 
Now the Devil whispers them i'th' ears,  Clutch, 
A handsome man's Daughter—▪ mark but his sweet Language, my own Boys both,  Mo. 
If you'd desire an Oath, by this pure Gold—,  Clutch, 
Take's Oath Daughter, take's Oath, 'tis a rich protestation, not used by every Gallant (Calum) I have not seen so many good faces this two days.  Felix. 
'Tis your will Sir,  Mo. 
Pray take it, I have an Exchequer, more, stands ready for thee, and by that Gold, made purer by your hand I am your Honourer.  Felix. 
I do not question the nobleness of your love, which you term Honour, but give me so sure the freedom of my soul to contemplate before I give you Answer.  Mo. 
I did not love you, if I should not, command your time.  Felix. 
One day no more,  Mo. 
Willingly, most willingly.  Calum. 
But one day I must prevent you, Love and Policy be my Aid.  Cred. 
Will you not swear then.  Fem. 
To what Sir.  Cred. 
Why; that you admire me, as I admire you.  Fem. 
Indeed, I do admire you.  Cred. 
Indeed, Pox of indeeds, swear me Cadeedlo.  Fem. 
As I am virtuous I admire you.  Cred. 
What care I for your virtue— what's that to Cadeedlo the Oath I swore.  Fem. 
Pardon me Sir—, pray hear me Sir.  Clutch, 
What is the difference between you.  Fem. 
there's no difference Sir, we, we Sympathise infinitely,  Clutch, 
I am glad on't.  Cred. 
A word with you Sir, you know your language, better than I, pray what does she mean by Sympathise.  Clutch, 
Sympathise, do you not know the meaning of Sympathise, come hither Calumny, what is Sympathise,  Cullum. 
To concur I think.  Clutch, 
What was it Sir Sympathise, this roguish girls, troubles all our Noddles with hard words, they did not come to her by the Father's side, I am sure, why Sympathise is to concur.  Cred. 
To concur, that's true, for indeed we did begin to snarl one at another—. Yet there is some other meaning Ningle Money, a word with you, you are not busy are you, what is the meaning, of concur, if you know not ask your Mistress.  Felix. 
Why concur, is to Sympathise Sir.  Cred. 
And Sympathise, is to concur— Sir, what is meant by Sympathise, or concur, i'll keep to myself. But your Daughter might use me more kindly.  Clutch, 
Feminia, where's your duty, I must entreat I must.  Fem. 
Sir, he would have me swear affection to him ere I have made least Trial of Love.  Cred. 
No peace flattering Women, did not I swear Cadeedlo to thee.  Fem. 
And i'll swear the like to you by and by if you'll be patient.  Cred. 
Well, than I am content, if you do not your Father has Ears.  Fem. 
And you have a tongue, I make no question you'll remember my Taffeta, will you not.  Cred. 
When you have sworn much may be thought upon.  Clutch, 
Come gallants will you in, Calumny, is the meat come from the Cooks.  Calum. 
'Tis gone for Sir,  Clutch, 
After dinner finish your discourse, and make an end of all, come my dear Sons welcome. Exeunt Omnes.    

Act the Second,  

Scene the First.  Enter one way Featherbrain, at the other Captain Pennyless. Cap. 
WHat an Ass is he that waits a hum, hum, leisure, fa lafoy, hum, hum, hum, fa lafoy hum, hum, hum, hum, hum, umph, hum, hum, hum, pleasure hum, hum, happis may be robbed Penniless Sings. of hope, and treasure, hum, inconstancy.  Fea. 
A third man, a third man, a third man.  Cap. 
What untuned tones of mandrakes, drills my ears.  Fea. 
I 'tis an untunable air, I must confess noble Captain Pennyless, as I take it.  Cap. 
No you are much mistaken, your ordinary friend Pennyless the Noble, is brought to nine pence I assure you, prithee Frank (if thy infatiable gain by win have not converted thy free soul to avarice, lend thy friend Pennyless half a piece.  Fea. 
Half a piece.  Cap. 
ay, I, half a piece, no more, when fortune betters my ability I will repay thee double.  Fea. 
Two Crowns.  Capt. 
ay, I, two Crowns though they want weight Frank, 'tis no matter I know thou guessest my occasion ha thou knowest, they will go there.  Fea. 
Thou wouldst be prodigal again.  Cap. 
No I assure you Frank I will be very frugal go with me, and see else, i'll only bet small bets man, I have a conceit beyond thy apprehension I have been taught it since poverty seized upon me.  Fea. 
Ten shillings.  Cap. 
Why, I, but ten shillings, it may do me ten pounds worth of good, for my luck comes in to day, have marked it, i'll warrant thee a piece, within this two hours.  aside 

The Rogue's so loath to part from money.  
Prithee Frank; let me entreat thee.   Fea. 
I have not seen half a piece, two Crowns, or ten shillings these ten days.  Cap. 
Pheu i'll ne'er believe that, lend me a Crown then, or half a Crown.  Fea. 
Eighteen pence would not do much amiss.  Cap. 
Since thou art so sparing lend me that.  Fea. 
Faith I want sixpence on't.  Cap. 
Pox lend me that twelvepences, then.  Fea. 
Art not thou a mad Rogue to abuse thy friend thus.  Cap. 
How abuse thee.  Fea. 
Why in offering to borrow money of me.  Cap. 
Say you so, is't now grown to an abuse, it has not been so Frank in my Golden Age, I have been your Exchequer, Oh what a saving age (ere long) will be when Prodigals, embrace frugality, farewell Offers to go away. to you Sir, thus your abuser vanisheth.  Fea. 
No, no, prithee do not vanish yet.  
Why thou Son of incredulity, can thy Conscience beget so evil a thought, that (if I had but half a piece) (although disposed of) I would not lend it thee.  Cap. 
You would not be abused so.  Fea. 
Oh my life, and my disguized Gentility.  
Canst thou imagine I would content my Corpse with this unsavoury stuff, that girds my loins,  Cap. 
Why art thou monyless.  Fea. 
As sure as thou art Captain Pennyless.  Cap. 
Hath in, and in, confounded thee too.  Fea. 
ay, the curse of Orphant's light on't.  Cap. 
Forgive me I must confess I have.  
Abused thee then.  Fea. 
And thou must make me amends, ere I part with thee, tell me has not despair, hung plummets on thy Soul, too heavy for a hope to keep't from sinking.  Cap. 
I am almost discouraged.  Fea. 
A Captain and discouraged— away— do not make me out of conceit with thee, I tell thee, I have wheels a going in this Noddle, beyond the power of Forrune, do thou be but one of my Engines, I dare warrant thee piece upon piece, Boy.  Cap. 
Oh those sweet words, piece upon piece begets more courage in me, than Sack or Medea,— command me I am thy instrument.  Fea. 
Thy very words are music to me, dost thou know whose house this is.  Cap. 
Yes, old Clutches, a fellow for nothing so fit as to stand for a Statue, in Mammon's counting house, and appears to me like a Devil, that did weekly counterfeit Man, merely made for deceptius visus, marry there's a pretty Virgin in this enchanted Castle would I were her Knight.  Fea. 
Why who bid thee tell my tale, before me, thou more than Oedipus, of wit that canst expound before the Proposition, yet since you have discharged my Theme, let me extemporize, there are in this Castle, two Virgins who now are solicited, by two commanding Giants, o'th' time Money and Credit, so powerful that unless we do prefer, Policy before strength of Limb, we are like to be vanquished.  Cap. 
I very likely, for I am not of Ability to keep the Devil from dancing in my pocket.  Fea. 
Nor I,  Cap. 
No we shall be wise Politians I make no question, this is not the way (four ought I know) to get piece upon piece, yet thou tell'st me their strength, I know they are able, to put an hundred of us to the sword.  Fea. 
Thou wilt with one edge, is it not Policy, first to ruminate upon the Enemy's strength, before we can make preparation, for the conspiracy which now shall be demonstrated, look there I have completely counterfeited the hand of Credit in a Letter, to some of his Creditors, where we shall be sure of clothes, rich, neat, and all things correspondent.  Cap. 
I do begin to relish thee now, this is next door to piece upon piece, forward my Mercury.  Fea. 
Being thus habited I know where to procure some Cash.  Cap. 
Now 'tis coming.  Fea. 
And so well armed, we'll watch the time we may approach this Castle.  Cap. 
But may we have admittance.  Fea. 
Fear it not, from rich Embroidery, unto the plainer Satin, all may be welcome, he does maintain his Family, with their Suitors, though his chief end, is to match them to Money and Credit.  Cap. 
There is a great Operation in this Plot, and may a Jew beat me out of my Gentility: if I do not applaud thee for't, shall we put it in practice, come, Oh I long to exchange my habit, me thinks I walk in state again.  Fea. 
But you shall be true to me you Rogue, and not in the middle of a Project leave me and return to your old confusion gaming.  Cap. 
If I do, may I die Shirtless, and be buried in the highway 'twixt St. johns-street and Islington.  Fea. 
I take you at your word, come go with me.  Cap. 
With as much Joy, as the wild beasts had when they followed the Thracian Sings. Fidler, what an Ass is he that waits a Woman's leisure. Exeunt.  Enter Clutch. Money and Credit. Felixina and Feminia. Clutch. 
Will you be gone so soon Lads.  Mo. 
Sir. our occasions are so urgent, you must excuse us.  Clutch. 
And whether do you wend I faith.  Cred. 
But to the Exchange,  Clutch. 
Oh you, expect good tidings Mr. Money.  Mo. 
A little Barbary dirt.  Clutch. 
Hum, Barbary dirt, I would I were up to'oth knees in't, oh how happy are the Fishes in Pagus Channel, when will you return again.  Mo. 
To morrow this time,  Clutch. 
A year of Torments, Daughter, come hither Daughter, thou caused prevail with him, promise him any thing, though it be the thing (though it be) thou understandest me, the thing ye wot on, so he will stay this night with us, I'll have a Parson early in the morning, shall make all good.  Felix. 
O hell bread, Avarise,— I will sir— Sir a word with you.  Mo. 
Your pleasure Mrs.  Felix. 
My Father earnestly desires your stay, but trust me, whilst you are here I can resolve on nothing, but your absence this short time will beget in me some resolution.  Mo. 
I will obey you Lady.  Fem. 
Sir you have forced an Oath from me would make a Virgin tremble to relate, But to you my tongue should near pronounce it.  Cred. 
Well we are one then and I would give you now, a nearer name than Mrs, a name given at the first sight.  Fem. 
Please you sir, Call me Spouse.  Cred. 
'tis a most fitting term; Spouse it shall be— and do you call me— head.  Fem. 
Nothing but head Sir.  Cred. 
No, nothing but head, till we are married.  Fem. 
Then I'll exalt your name Sir.  Cred. 
Gramercy Spouse,  Fem. 
But sweet head, be not prolix in your designs, each hour will be to me a long olympiad.  Cred. 
But hark you Spouse I do not love you should talk so like a Conjurer I cannot understand your prolix nor your Olympyads.  Fem. 
I shall study more easy phrases Sir.  Cred. 
Prithee do, farewel sweet Spouse, come Ningle you are too tedious.  Clutch. 
You'll stay Sir, will you not.  Mo. 
Indeed I cannot.  Clutch. 
One hug sweet friend. Hugs him.  Mo. 
Farewell Sir— farewel Ladies '  Clutch. 
I'll see you out of Doors Gentlemen.  Ambo: 
We thank you Sir— Exeunt  Manet the Daughters. Fem, 
How now Ningle is't a match is this the Ne plus ultra, of men, when do you Commit as they say, when must the dangerous words (I will) Be pronounced.  Felix. 
Do you speak to me Sister.  Fem. 
To you, who else, I do not use to talk to myself.  Felix. 
Prithee be not angry, your words carry a sense concerns me so little, I thought you had.  Fem. 
Are you minded to marry, sweet Lady.  Felix. 
Marry, yes.  Fem. 
This Man.  Felix. 
What Man.  Fem. 
The Gold, and Silver man.  Felix. 
I know not what thou meanest.  Fem. 
hay damn, the wench is mad (why Mr. Money.  Felix. 
Oh the Trash my Father brought— I had almost forgot him.  Fem. 
That's very well I faith no sooner out of sight but out of mind, he is much beholden to you, I care not much if I run after him and tell him so.  Felix. 
No prithee, my Father will be angry.  Fem. 
ud's me do ye cry, this is not time to jest, why weep you Sister.  Felix. 
Sure you deceive yourself.  Fem. 
Most sure I do not.  Felix. 
'tis but a duty my Eyes owe to my Father's name.  Fem. 
Ye are a dutiful Child I protest, but is there not something else, belongs to't more than your mere duty, how long hath this been a custom with ye.  Felix. 
Not long.  Fem. 
Nay prithee tell me Fe. did you not withal, think of that young Gentleman, that brought the mortgage, to my Father, whom you did praise so much, and look upon so often, when you did wish, would you had such a Brother.  Felix. 
Beshrew your tongue, you'll try if I can weep.  Fem. 
Was that the Master Vein, had you not rather have him, than Mr. Money, de you smile I can't blame you, come tell me, ye are grown close breasted, now, there was a time when I knew all your secrets.  Felix. 
That time is still Feminia, go in with me and i'll reveal more, than thou shalt believe if thou hast love and duty in thy Soul, thou shalt be angry with me for my news and though (heaven knows) I will speak nothing but truth, thou wilt call me Forgeresse notorious Liar, think me a Bastard born, and begot when lust and mischief were incorporate, it is a truth so strange.  Fem. 
'Tis very strange, indeed, come i'll attend you.  Exeunt. Enter Calumny. Cal. 
Cut's throat, poison him, that will not do the Rogue hath rich Friends, I shall be sure to truss for't, and 'tis a question, whether she'll beg me from the Gallows, clip him, make him uncurrant that's worse, 'tis petty Treason, I shall have my Limbs divided, and hung up for Crow's meat, set his house a fire and melt him in the flame that's pretty well, but if I should be discovered danger would approach, and few will speak a good word, for Calumny, was ever Lover so perplexed as I, there is no way left but with toys of love to solicit the Lady, I have been held a handsome good conditioned man, among the jews, marry the Gentiles hate me, yet I was the illegitimate of a Gentleman my Mother said.  Clutch. 
Calumny, Calumny.  Calum. 
Well— now Faustus calls his Mephostophilis.  

I'll think on something, if it take effect,  
Let it be Quoted down, Calumnies Act.     

Act the Third,  

Scene First.  Enter Captain Penniless and Frank Featherbrain. Fea. 
thouart the impatientest Ass I have conversed with.  Cap. 
Right.  Fea. 
What though this project fail, are there no more shall we give up the Cards, ere, we have played a trick.  Cap. 
A trick.  Fea. 
I tell thee I [have a brain, never barren of invention.  Cap. 
No, no.  Fea. 
Though I have missed the first (as wonder 'tis) think'st thou my Sconce, quite empty of fegaries.  Cap. 
Fegaries.  Fea. 
Yes tricks, inventions, and fegaries, you Slave enough to undo a generation of Matchevils, for all my first comes off with a hiss, thou shalt applaud me ere, I come to my Exit.  Cap. 
And we shall be sure of clothes, neat, rich and all things correspondent.  Fea. 
Well do but follow my Counsel, i'll make true my words i'll warrant thee.  Cap. 
piece upon piece.  Fea. 
Why thou despairing varlet: if thou wert not a Captain I would beat thee to pin dust, thou dost put me to more vexation, than my own unhappiness.  Cap. 
Was that Money, came Jingling by us in Cheapside.  Fea. 
Why who should it be else prithee.  Cap. 
I scarce knew him i'th' old stamp, I have not seen him, in Trunks a long time— t'other was Credit, was it not,  Fea. 
Marry was it.  Cap. 
He's changed too, he was in a Gentile habit not long since, now he's become a Citizen again.  Fea. 
Why I, he was no company for you Gallants long, and when he saw his simpleship abused, he made return unto his City friends, where I faith the Merchant's hug him.  Cap. 
Where doth he keep house.  Fea. 
Within the compass of the City Walls, hic & ubique.  Cap. 
Think you, he would smell a courtier in such disguise as this.  Fea. 
O Pox, ay he'll know him by his hard words (man) he will trust no body, but those he understands, without Security, which is more than thou understand'st I am sure, (besides) thou hast been one of his notorious abusers, and he will be cheated in the way of Friendibility, (as your word is,) no more, but a Pox on this increcredulous Mercer, that will trust no body, without Money or Credit's self, these are fellows, whose compositions are, a Grain of Conscience, a Dram of Suits (and I was about to say) a Scruple of Religion, but i'll leave that out, 'tis an unusual Drugg, yet it may in, 'twil scarce be tasted amongst a pound of Lies, as much of Oaths besides odd ounces of equivocating protestations— as I am an honest man,— and such like— may they live to see their Sons made courtiers, that's enough I make no question then, but that they will come into our order (or worse) and curse the next o'th' brood, as we do.  Cap. 
Yet you were confident, sure (as you said) of clothes, rich, neat, and all things else correspondent— razed me from a shallow desperation to lay me deeper.  Fea. 
Give ear to me now Ben. (let me see) we are not in such extraordinary rich clothes but that we may pass for Serving-men.  Cap. 
Had you said for Sharks, we might have both gone together.  Fea. 
Right, We must Shark our Melancholy Mounsiere (but as I was saying,) I left off at Servingmen.  Cap. 
Yours have left off, i'm sure.  Fea. 
As Servingmen, to Money and Credit.  Cap. 
I'll be hanged, if they give such bad Liveries to their Lackeys.  
Thou runnest before me still, hang Liveries, hear me out, by this means we will have access unto the Wenches, this is the house, i'll knock and to 'em strait, whilst the conceit is hot.  Cap. 
I is this your project, prithee come away, and leave your Fooling.  Fea. 
Stay but a minute, see me in and hang thyself.  Capt. 
Thank you heartily. Enter Calumny to the Captain.  calum. 
How now, who's there.  Fea. 
Stand to your business (you Rogue) all's marred else.  Cap. 
Not unlikely.  Fea. 
Is Mr. Clutch, within I pray Sir.  Calum. 
Within yes, what of that.  Cap. 
What of that, Why we would speak with him.  Fea. 
Modesty good Ben. this is one of Plutres Damme's, we must through Hell to the Heaven, we hope for.  Calum. 
I think you come to rob him, do you not.  Cap. 
What a Rogue's this, my valour does begin to rise at him do thou speak now, I shall beat him like a Dog else.  Fea. 
Thou art a most valiant Rascal— aside Sir, your name is Mr. Callumney as I take it.  Cap. 
I thought so. aside  calum. 
Yes Sir, my name is, Mr. Callumney.  Cap. 
Good Mr. Callumney, you are my near Kinsman my father was a malice, and my mother a mischief, I am sure we give both one arms the three furious tongues in Sables, is't not so Sir.  calum. 
Yes, an envies head in the crest.  Cap. 
Very proper. aside  Fea. 
And the Motto is, avoid honesty.  calum. 
Very right Sir,— I see I am a Gentleman— Sir i'll call my master instantly. Exit Callumney  Fea. 
Do sweet Cozen.  Cap. 
Go thy ways, thou hast held a Candle before the Devil.  Fea. 
A ha, what think you now Ben.  Enter Clutch, and Callumney. Clutch, 
Speak with me, who are they.  calum. 
I know not who they are Sir, there they be.  Clutch, 
Would you speak with me Gentlemen.  Fea. 
Sir, my Mr. Master Mony.  Cap. 
And mine Sir, Mr. Credit.  Fea. 
Commend their loves to you.  Clutch, 
You are welcome, heartily Welcome.  Fea. 
You have two daughters Sir.  Clutch, 
Their wives that shall be.  Fea. 
True Sir, we have Letters to them from our Masters to the same purpose, we were withal commanded to be speedy in the delivery.  Clutch, 
I stay you too long then, in, in Gentlemen— Callumney Led 'em in. Exit.  calum, 
Well.  Clutch, 
Now are the Woodcocks springed,— my plots run fine Surfeit my Soul, Money and Credits mine.  Enter Felixina and Feminia. Fem. 
With grief I do believe you Sister, you must impute it to his Avarice, that sinks all goodness to oblivion.  Felix. 
That is the drug, (whose philterous, effect, stronger than poppey, or Mandragora) charms all his virtues in a lasting sleep, oh that my prayers, could wake his deep drenched soul my words should carry a far louder sound, then does the Midnight Bell, whose ring reports to the Inhabitants some fatal fire.  Fem. 
Well, but you will not have my Ningle Money.  Felix. 
No as I hope to embrace a noble spirit.  Fem. 
And your mind is fixed upon that nobler spirit, you speak of.  Felix. 
On him or no man,— But you will have Credit will you not.  Fem. 
Oh, my head we are contracted woman.  Felix. 
Sure you but jest.  Fem. 
In earnest we have exchanged sound protestations.  Felix. 
Protestations, how sound I pray.  Fem. 
Why he swore Cadeedlo to me, and I the like to him, with many other to the same purpose.— (moreover) he calls me Spouse (already) and I call him head, but the younster (Sister) the youngster.  Felix. 
Prithee do not talk of him, thou wilt put me to impatience.  Fem. 
Come i'll plot for thee, I have a conceit in this unhappy pate of mine, shall bring him, flying to thee,— how now who have we here.  Enter Clutch, Calumny, Featherbrain, and Penniless. Felix. 
My father and some strangers,  Clutch, 
How now daughters so earnest, I have good news for you,— you Girls worth Gold,  Felix. 
Or is it new coined Sir.  Clutch, 
Note, that she harps upon your master's name already.  Fea. 
She's a wit I protest Sir.  Clutch, 
A notable girl, a notable girl.  Fea. 
Fairest my master Mr. Money commanded me.  Fem. 
Oh me my sister sinks. Felix. 'swounds.  Cap. 
hay day I hope he hath killed the Gentlewoman and brought me to hang for company with him— would I were out again,  Clutch, 
She swoon for Joy, she 'swounds for Joy, how i'●● daughter, how is't daughter.  Fem. 
She comes again, Sister look up, here's Mr. Money.  Fea. 
Mistress, Mistress,  Felix. 
Oh my loved stranger.  Clutch, 
Feminia, come hither, come hither, what doth she mean by stranger.  Fem. 
She calls Mr. Money, her stranger, sir. Feather. and Captain whispers.  Clutch, 
Does she so, does she so. He shall be more familiar with her, mine own Girl still sure, her mother gave me leave to get this child of obedience myself.  Fea. 
Quickly good Ben.  Cap. 
Sir, shall I speak a word with you in private.  Clutch, 
With me sir.  Cap. 
Yes, and your servant Calumny.  Clutch, 
with all my heart sir, Calumny attend me sirrah.  Cap. 
Now I have made all clear for him, if he should transgress with both the sisters, and make the father and I his Bawds, 'twould trouble me. Exit.  Manent Felixina, Feminia, and Featherbrain. Felix. 
What is your errand sir.  Fea. 
'Tis love sweet Creature.  Felix. 
Oh my soul, 'tis he— Love sir, (what shall I do)— I want the woman's art, dissimulation— whence comes your love I pray.  Fea. 
But from this bosom sweetest, there is a heart filled with as innocent love, as is the Vestal Virgins to her Goddess, you wear the Cupid, beauty, thy Ivory bow sent your white shafts of virtue to my breast,  
there's a touch. aside  Felix. 
And all this is, you love me,— is it not.  Fea. 
And thrice so much can but confess a truth.  Felix. 
Pardon me Sir, I am no Infidel.  Fea. 
He harbours infidelity that thinks it.  Fem. 
This is the spark, they whisper Hath been so long in the Ring of her fancy and dazzled the eyes of her understanding (if I may credit my own apprehension) I vow she looks upon him, as if she loved, (indeed) she's great with Joy.  Felix. 
Is this your way to raise your Fortunes think you after your fluent prodigality, (presuming on your person) to undo some weak eyed Virgin, by your Vows and Oaths, all but to satisfy your appetite with Coin, to game or such unthrifty Revels.  Fea. 
I vow she preaches— talks— talks hand somely what a fool was I to come hither, I am taken with her, if I have not almost a mind to this honourable piece (mischief) marriage, good Company forsake me, there is a new guest come to this Inn, (called honesty, commands like a Prince, and I must observe his laws) (the more's my grief) I will be gone, one minute more undoes me, all happiness dwell with you Lady.  Felix. 
Pray stay and hear me Sir, although from woman's fear, my words proceed, yet (trust me) I conceit so well of you, I could nor easily be won to think what my faint fears have uttered.  Feather. 
She talks again, think's well of me her tongue a Cupid, and each word an Arrow, she has an excellent aiming eye, a good face fine complexion, handsome breasts, a neat middle, and i'll warrant a good Foot and Legg, she wears an hundred Cupids,— and now they all discharged, at me together— and now they carry me captived to her— and now I begin to speak, hum— hum—  

Wonder of Creatures perfectest, perfect one  
Epitome of those Angellick Souls  
That are the Rules of Elysium  
Whose Beauty keeps the Rose buds, blown in Autumn.  
And the fair Lilies white as mountain snow.   
hay da see if I do not talk like one of your mad Poets already.  Fem. 
I do not think but the youngster has Hero and Leander, at his Finger's ends I would I could hear a little more, O this.  Felix. 
Pray you do not you spend your serimonius jests upon so weak a wit, if you must needs love tell me so— I love the plain way best.  Fea. 
By thy own chaste thoughts, which were they mixed with mine, cannot be tainted, I infinitely honour thee.  Felix. 
Honour, is that another term for love Sir. Kisses.  Fea. 
It is, and by this tempting fruit, I love and honour you.  Felix. 
Why do you swear so rashly indeed I will not take your oath, till you advise yourself.  Fea. 
Give me it again then i'll think upon it. she sings.  Fem. 
Maids where are your hearts become look you what here is, look you what here is— what's there a couple of Turtles a billing, is that such a They kiss. piece of business— very good he has bethought himself, and now he swears again there's two shillings in oaths already.  Felix. 
I can conceal no longer, love grows great, the more I labour to deliver it— guard me my blushes.  Fea. 
But cannot you affect me, my Election.  Felix. 
Who is that behind you sir.  Fea. 
A Gentlewoman, what is she more sweet Lady.  Felix. 
Do you observe her sir.  Fea. 
I do. He offers to go back.  Felix. 
She is one (pray fix your eyes upon her) she is one, that can tell, that with unfeigned zeal, my soul affects you.  Fea. 
Indeed— she's worth the noting— pray Lady (than take notice, with what integrity of pure affection I seal me hers for ever.  Fem. 
Withal my heart, your very nimble Gallants,  Felix. 
What shall we do, my Father will suspect if you stay longer.  Fea. 
My Friend expects me too.  Fem. 
Is he not your Brother Sir.  Fea. 
No Lady.  Fem. 
He is somewhat like you, and a handsome Gentleman.  Felix. 
I know your need, here is some Gold Sir.— make but your habit appear glorious, you may as freely have Admittance, as any of our Suitors.  Fea. 
I have hard so much, farewell my best one.  Felix. 
Remember Oaths. Enter Captain.  Fea. 
As I will do my Soul.  Cap. 
Oh 'tis well, you are coming, I had spoiled all else— what have you, done now.  Fea. 
As I could wish my Boy.  Cap. 
Say you so, get you gone, then i'll try what I can do.  Fea. 
Do.  Cap. 
But which is your Mistress.  Fea. 
That Gentlewoman. Exit Featherbrain.  Cap. 
That Gentlewoman (good) I must then direct my Service to the other, pretty Rogues both— the hear Lady, are you my Friends Mistress.  Felix. 
Did he tell you so Sir.  Cap. 
Cunning Gipsy, yes he did tell me so forsooth.  Felix, 
I hope you dare believe him.  Cap. 
Marry do I, is this your Sister fair one.  Felix. 
Yes Sir.  Cap. 
Can she love think you.  Felix. 
Faith Sir, she can best resolve you.  Cap. 
You say true, and i'll to her, does she love verse or prose.  Felix. 
I think she is indifferently affected.  Cap. 
So then i'll think upon something.  Fem. 
Ye busy Eyes, where do you carry me, why should this Stranger be your object so, yet I'm too blame to chide you, ye behold, a man proportioned for a Princess, how prettily this bluntness does become him, he makes this way, sure he would speak with me.  Cap. 
What is your name sweet Lady.  Fem. 
Feminia Sir.  Cap. 
You are a woman.  Fem. 
I think so Sir.  Cap. 
'Tis true, my little piece of modesty, you can but think so, yet by your name you are.  Fem. 
And I think you are a man.  Cap. 
But think I am a man, do you not see a mark upon my forehead.  Fem. 
No truly Sir, me thinks it is a Cupid,  Cap. 
Cupid, oh blindness, Sat lazy Cupid upon a Soldiers Brow.  Fem. 
Cupid is Mars Coequal.  Cap. 
Then they are both there together— I thought so, for I could love and fight both at once, love a Mistress, and beat him, that durst abuse her and (now I think on't) are you married.  Fem. 
Not yet Sir.  Cap. 
Then there's some hopes, but if I know how to court her I am a Jew, de ye here Lady what said my Friend to ye, when he came in the way of Marriage.  Felix. 
Troth I have quite forgot Sir.  Cap. 
You have an excellent memory.  Fem. 
Why do ye Question me of marriage Sir.  Cap. 
The Rogue has a mind to be talked too— pox, she might put forth herself a little more, for my brain is out of tune I am somewhat stupid, oh Sack, nothing like Sack it calls up a Parliament, of Rabble in the Soul of a Poet— and too much makes 'em speak fustian as fast, Oh how she smirks He sings.  
I would give my golden Rapier to be at her, to be at her— I'll speak to her lest she talks me to silence, She says she's a woman, Cupid thou little Cub of Venus assist me, can ye love Mars my fair Sithera.  Fem. 
Yes if he have a Cupids Soul.  Cap. 
Yes he has a Cupid's Soul.  Fem. 
Where is he.  Cap. 
Here in this Doublet— but hang circumstance can you vouchsafe affection, if you can tell me, i'll strive to conquer my usurping nature, perhaps I may run mad, or so, if I do come but and see me in Bedlam, and I am answered.  Fem. 
Are you so swain sir, is love so powerful in you at first sight.  Cap. 
What says the Poet, that most true doth write  
Who ever loved, that loved not at first sight.  Fem. 
Troth and he says true, and now I am resolved, pack hence my blushes then, fly unto those conscious of crimes, and let them there disclose their corrupt nature, love so pure as mine requires, not your assistance.  Cap. 
I forgot to kiss you, you must pardon me  
I'm not versed into love's Rhetoric, more than kisses your Eyes instruct me.  Fem. 
The times unfit for tedious discourse, resolve yourself when ere my Sister makes your friend her Bridegroom, you shall as surely call Feminia bride.  Cap. 
A kiss O that, Sirrah couldst not thou obtain so great a blessing, from thy Father, as four or five peieces contain, to befriend a poor Gentleman.  Enter Clutch Callumney, and Featherbrain. Fem. 
That would discover all— no— go but to Mr. Credit, call yourself my brother, you shall be furnished with all those necessaries, that can acouter a complete Gentleman.  Clutch. 
Is he so highly taken say you,  Fea. 
At every sigh he breathes Felixina.  Fem. 
he's my Father— isht.  Capt. 
Feminias name inspires his foul with raptures.  Fea. 
Let him but see a beauty, though as fair as Poets painted Helen, he will say she come but short of his Felixina.  Clutch. 
He dotes, he dotes, oh my most happy issue.  Cap. 
If I could stay, I'd reckon up a thousand of these things, but sweetest fair, time will not now permit me.  Fem. 
Return my best affection▪  Cap. 
I will.  Fea. 
My Master sir expects me, else I would fill up your soul with wonder.  Cap. 
Farewell Lady.  Fea. 
I'll take my leave Sir, and of you fair Lady.  Felix. 
Tell him yourself, if he infringe his Oath I am undone farewell Sir.  Clutch, 
Entirely welcome Gentlemen, Callumney attend them out.  calum. 
These are a couple of entire Rogues, or else I wear false spectacles. Exeunt  Clutch, 
What think you of your sweet hearts now my Girls.  Fem. 
As of the noblest Creatures nature framed.  Felix. 
They are superlatively excellent.  Clutch, 
You are obedient Girls, but come attend me I must instruct you, in some unknown lectures.  

And wisdom to your Love— if I obtain my Prize,  
My Daughters shall be, Mammon's sacrifice.     

Act the Fourth,  

Scene the First.  Enter Calumny, and Felixina▪ Felix. 
WEll what would you say now.  calum. 
Are we free from any hearing.  Felix. 
We are but of each other aside  
What means the fellow.  calum. 
Pray let me ask a question then.  Felix. 
Speak, but be not tedious— some weighty business sure.  calum. 
Your answer shall be just.  Felix. 
Yes prithee speak without more conjuring.  calum. 
Do you—  Felix. 
Out with it.  calum. 
Do you love Mr. Money.  Felix. 
Yes what of that.  calum. 
Faithfully.  Felix. 
Must I needs make my faith so familiar with your knowledge is't my father hath made you thus inquisitive.  Clutch, 
No (as I covet happiness) I love you, and would prevent you he is one unfit for your deserts, my heart grieves for you.  Felix. 
Surely the fellows honest, prithee why.  calum. 
First of all you— are young, fair, and kind, he old gouty and churlish,— you virtuous, wise, and loving, he vicious damdable vicious, he has ta'en in Baudy-houses night, by night— who but money— he makes the Old bawds beautiful the Whores Caper naked at his appearance, marry they have reason for it, he secures them from all troubles, he is acquainted with all the terrible justices about the Suburbs (& wondrous well beloved too, they'll take his word before the bond of an Alderman, then is he very foolish, for he prefers the cloth of Tishue, and Plush before noble Hospitality, and a hater of all virtue.  Felix. 
You say I am virtuous, why doth he love me then.  calum. 
He doth not, I know he doth not.  Felix. 
Why doth he swear he loves proves it by guests, would marry me.  calum. 
He says so, i'll answer, with a question, why doth the Devil feed with liquorish meats, spiritful Wine, high pride, hot lechery, and feathered ease, those that he means to damn, he marry ye, fie, fie, he shall but like the greedy Tree-worm, suck the sap of Reputation from you, and leave you withered.  Felix. 
These words carry a sense to be observed, though to me needless the Jenius that doth guard the Reputation, my chaste soul affects hath preinformed me thus, this showeth his honest though, since thou art so chary of my honour, (and wilt I hope, persist in't, I shall invite thy Judgement to a greater difficult, for which I will not be a light rewarder,  calum. 
Here's harmony. aside You are my Virtuous Mistress, I am your vessal, your very eye commands me.  Felix. 
Go send my Sister to me.  calum. 
I shall forsooth I am all aside Amorous Exit.  Felix. 
The very contemplation of my Love, exhilirates my heart, his name exiles all passion, what an infusious Love— when I was free and with impartial eyes, viewed every one (Eagle like) could I dare the Summer Sun now one slight beam hath dimmed me here come my sister she is Enter Feminia fettered (too) my helping hand was not wanting (Gramercy jealousy, for I thinking my own choice best fearing with my eyes, she should look on him, have ta'en occasion (as my surest prevention) to make her cover (by my prey appear most worthy.  Fem. 
Did you send for me Sister.  Felix. 
Yes, Mrs. Simper I did send to you.  Fem. 
What would you (pray).  Felix. 
Talk and prattle, nothing else, what dost thou think of my choice.  Fem. 
'Tis a deserving one, is this all.  Felix. 
No when dost thou think I shall see him again.  Fem. 
I cannot tell, pray heaven they both prove constant.  Felix. 
Is that thy meditation— dost thou fear it.  Fem. 
Yes, and my fears hold Angry.  Felix. 
That they'll be false, forbid it heaven if mine be capable of Oaths I cannot.  Fem. 
Nay I will hope the best, you have most cause to grieve if it prove so— you will lose the richest prize.  Felix. 
Not in your eye I hope aside How rich I prithee, thine's a jove to mine.  Fem. 
I am the happier Offers to go away. juno then.  Felix. 
Prithee stay.  Fem. 
I am invited by a difficult subject requires my meditations for a while prithee excuse me. Exit Feminia  Felix. 
I am invited by a difficult subject requires my meditations for a while, prithee exuse me, this is a Riddle learn or turn Sorceress and raise up the Ghost of Oedipus to unfold it.  Exit Felixina Enter Money, Featherbrain, Credit, and Captain Pennyless. Fea. 
If you derive your Pedigree from the ancient house of the moneys, there's some affinity between us.  Mo. 
I'll assure you Sir we came in with the Conqueror my mother was a Pecunia.  Fea. 
What kin to the Argents,  Mo. 
'twas my father's name.  Cap. 
Well said Frank bring me into the kindred too.  Fea. 
My mother was an Argent, my father an Aurum.  Mo. 
Why then your name is Gold Sir.  Fea. 
Yes sir, the best of my kindred lived in Barbary.  Mo. 
Then by that name I must salute you never noble cousin Gold.  Fea. 
Sweet cousin Money,— pray be acquainted with my Brother jewel.  Mo. 
Bright Mr. jewel. I pray salute my Ningle Credit.  Cap. 
Ningle Sir.  Mo. 
I sir, 'tis a familiar Term passeth betwixt us.  Cap. 
Good Mr. Credit. I salute you.  Cred. 
I return your salute precious Mr. Jewel.  Cap. 
Indeed Sir, precious is my Christian name.  Fea. 
Whether go you Gent. (if without offence I may desire it.)  Mo. 
Ye are married Gentlemen.  Fea. 
Married, yes, and I believe you know our wives— we married two Sisters, I the Lady Portion, and my Brother, the younger Sister, beauty.  Mo. 
Indeed the Lady Portion is my near Kinswoman.  Cap. 
Yet more kindred aside  Mo. 
I am her father's elder Brother. Callumney above.  Cred. 
Then Gentlemen we dare reveal our Voyage we are going to do, what you it seems have done.  Fea. 
Marry a couple of Virgins i'll lay my life.  Mo. 
And since happily we have met we shall desire you two, for Witnesses to such agreements as their Fathers, and we shall conclude upon.  Fea. 
Then you have the Wenches consents.  Mo. 
Firm, firm.  Fea. 
And yet were distrustful, Jealous of your friends.  Mo. 
No not Jealous.  Enter Callumney in the Music Room. Cal. 
Who is here my rival Money, and his Ningle Credit, with two Caveliers— the Old man is taking his Noons Nap, i'll wake him with this news suddenly, hoping he will run out off his wits for Joy— master, master awake here are both your Son's Mr. Money and Mr. Credit.  Enter Clutch above. Clutch. 
Where my loyal Callumney, where where—  Cal. 
Look here Sir, look here, unless you stay them speedily two golden unthrifts (in whose clutches they now are) will carry them from your sight for ever.  Clutch. 
Forbid it Mammon, i'll call to them, what if a man leaped down Callumney— I'll leap, may a man break his neck hear think'st thou.  Cal. 
His Neck scarce hurt his foot.  Clutch. 
Do thou leap first good Calumny, to satisfy my fear, a little lead me the way.  Cal. 
Alas Sir, I appear so black and horrid I shall quite scare them from you.  Clutch. 
Thou sayest true i'll call, i'll call, they will be gone ere I can moderately go down stairs.  Cal. 
Call, fie leap Sir— 'tis but a squelch I have a kinsman an excellent bone setter.  Clutch. 
Shall I, shall I, Calumny, I can have but a squelch thou sayest.  Cal. 
No, no.  Clutch. 
ay but 'twill be a Devilsh squelch— wilt thou be accessary to thy good Master's death.  calum. 
You might have been down by this time.  Clutch. 
That I might I faith for ever rising. I might have had my last squelch— Uh, if I were sure my legs would come first to ground I would not care— well I will call, Son Money, Son Credit, Gentlemen whether go you.  Mo. 
O Father Clutch, no further than your house.  Clutch. 
My faithful Sons— that I were within an embrace, but i'll come immediately, immediately Gentlemen— you'll stay a while.  Mo. 
Yes we will wait you sir:  Clutch. 
Open the door Calumny.  Cal. 
I cannot find the key sir.  Clutch. 
Not find the key, dainty fine tricks, where hath your Devil-ship laid it, break open the door, you Hellhound.  Cal. 
I have found it now.  Clutch. 
Did I call thee Hellhound, forgive my passion gentle Calumny.  Exit Clutch and Calumny. Fea. 
You are well beloved here Gentlemen.  Mo. 
Yes faith the Old man dotes upon us.   

Act Fourth Scene Third,  Cap. 
He may be proud of ye, ye are the best Suitors, have craced his House, since his Daughters entered into their Teens.  Cred. 
We are men (you know) the world thinks well off.  Cap. 
Ye are yourselves, the world, in spite of the flesh and Devil.  Mo. 
You do eclipse us with your praise, and your affection, yields a partial censure.  Enter Clutch and Calumny. Clutch. 
They are here still, Oh my right noble Sons, Son Money let me enjoy an armful of thee— and of thee— trust me Son Credit, my youngest Daughters sickness is for thee— and Son Money did your man tell you how my elder Daughter swooned in your absence— I thought I should have lost her, nothing but your name could quicken life in her.  Mo. 
My Man Sir.  Clutch. 
And my Son Credit's man (too) Indeed Gentlemen I am infinitely engaged to you, you are noble Lovers I see you do respect your Ladies.  Mo. 
We sent no men good Sir, bethink yourself, sure he's Transported.  Clutch. 
True tricks of Nobility, see if they will acknowledge their good actions aside But who are these Gentlemen, who are these I pray.  Mo. 
Two worthy friends of ours.  Clutch. 
Their names (I pray) I may salute 'em.  Mo. 
This Gentleman's name is Gold.  Clutch. 
Mr. Gold.  Mo. 
And this Mr. jewel.  Clutch. 
He is in my ear already, Illustrious Mr. jewel— glorious Mr. Gold— you are both entirely welcome aside Gold and jewel— oh for a couple of Daughters more, what a wealth Clutch might I be, I would Bigamy were lawful, I must enjoy these two Gentlemen, Callumney and I will knock our Jouls together about it Gentlemen will you draw near.  Mo. 
Pray lead the way Sir.  Clutch. 
Indeed i'll follow you, nay pray Sir— Mr. Gold, Mr. jewel— Exeunt▪  Manet Callumney. Cal. 
How is our house ennobled— had my Master but two Daughters more, what marriages should we have M. Money and M▪ Credit ('tis resolved) must marry the two Virgins— say you so— but what says Mr. Calumny to that, by your leave, Clutch you promised him the Elder— and Money like a trade Rogue you will defeat him, but mark what followeth (my aged Signior) he like a more cunning Rogue, hath that in practice will defeat you both— I am strangely lost, what should these fellows be that came with letters— Money and Credit said they sent none such— I have it, I know I have it, (without all doubt) they are servants to these fresh Mamoratto's Gold and jewel— here will be some scuffling for the wenches. I may prevent you Mr. Gold or Mr. jewel if you solicit my Lindabradez.  Enter Clutch. Clutch. 
Calumny my best Calumny, why thus melancholy, Sirrah my Daughter dotes upon thee, upon the Devil— aside. I vow she does, I know it— she flouts Money beyond measure.  Cal. 
This is the preambulation to more mischief cunning Sir, I apprehend you, I do expect I should encourage on Gold and jewel to your daughters— when you are hanged, aside you know the proverb sure Sir. my mean desert weighed with their noble Suitors must appear most worthless.  Clutch. 
She thinks thee honest, them but flatterers.  Cal. 
Well what would your Sir.  Clutch. 
Methinks I see thee walk in cloth of Tishue whilst I in Furs in an imperious chair sit and prolong my hours with gazing on thee, my delightful darling.  Cal. 
Notable Rogue, but what's your will, declare it pray sir.  Clutch. 
This is day thou knowest, Money and Credit oblige their whole Estates, to me on condition I give my free consent, that they may match my Daughters, mark ye, my free consent, but if their free consents they cannot get they are like to stand the hazard, Gold for thee my boy— now Sirrah, oh that I had two Daughters more.  Cal. 
You would fetch over the new Guests Gold and jewel,  Clutch. 
Thou art all apprehension, thou wert composed of Craft and Subtilty.  Cal. 
This is too hard a task, you cannot give your consent twice, Law you know will not allow of it.  Clutch, 
Do thou but cheer them on, let me alone in time to work the Catastrophe, I have a Plot, (not altogether perfected, that shall make thee mine, ne'er fear it, in the mean time, be thou their Genius encourage them, my Boy, encourage them I cannot stay, I must about my profit.  Cal. 
I apprehend the Rogue, he has given Money and Credit, his full consent, now Sir, will he marry them to Gold and jewel, and at the last appear as ignorant, as they that never knew, and where's my Mistress then, kind Sir expect (if you be wife) nothing from me may make addition to your happiness— But who comes here i'll step behind the hangings.  Enter Featherbrain and Felixina. Felix. 
What plenteous happiness my soul enjoys in seeing you my wished one, nothing shall now I hope (if Hymen smile) delay our Nuptials.  calum. 
hay day, what have we here— sure these are Eyes, and Ears.  Fea. 
Sweetest it is my firm resolve, to hearts sincere, nothing so happy as the marriage hour.  calum. 
Good again.  Fea. 
You know my mind, le's in again your father will suspect else, I shall declare my plots to you, at large when time shall be auspicious. Exit Featherbrain with Felixina.  Felix. 
You are full of constancy.  Cal. 
Very pretty, this is one of them (as I take it) I should encourage, she hath played my part upon herself and given him a large encouragement— again. Enter Captain and Feminia.  Cap. 
Why prerty prince one can thy thoughts be won to think my tongue has been the Orator of a disloyal heart.  Fem. 
But could you not affect my Sister dearer.  calum. 
This is the second part to the same Tune what courtly Roguery may a man discern behind Arras.  Cap. 
What my friend's choice, unclasp an amity in whose fair Bonds, are fettered nought but love and sweet indulgence, did not that claim a share in my best thoughts my Amorous Soul, creating you it's object says you excel in merit.  Fem. 
Think me not loveless for my easy fear.  Cap. 
Indeed I do not.  Fem. 
Be wary or all's marred.  Cap. 
I'll warrant ye come, let's withdraw again. Exeunt  calum. 
Am I designed for a better end than hell, the Devil keeps no truer touch with me, Love may be thus reciprocal, in as short a Season, but such aged familiarity calls marvel in my sconce— Oh for a Jury of Witches to find the guilt of this business out, 'tis now as the Devil my aged Signior would have it, ye shall have Gold and jewel, to your Sons, ne'er fear it, if I do not cross the business, there's a business unthought off, I think of it though and will endeavour it to my power, I'll do my good will, Mr. Clutch, ye can have but a man's heart, here they are all, work work, my brain.  Enter Clutch, Money, Felixina, Featherbrain Credit, Feminia, and Captain Pennyless. Clutch, 
Look ye Gentlemen, this is fair inconsideration of your estates I give my full consent, that you may marry my two daughters.  Both, 
We acknowledge so much.  Clutch, 
Well said, I think you need not doubt theirs.  Mo. 
Theirs we are confident.  calum. 
Coxcombs you are, if you knew all aside  Clutch, 
I know you do consider I am old. aside  
Why I may die to morrow, Not these threescore years I hope, and then you will be blest with all my store, these Girls must reap the fruit of all my care.  Mo. 
Well, their free wills we doubt not.  Cred. 
O you little Rogue I have thy consent, have I not Spouse.  Fem. 
I Cadeedlo, Head.  Cred. 
Cadeedlo Head, those words come so prettily from thee.  Fem. 
I am glad Clutch, Money, Credit Felix. and Feminia, whisper. they please you Sir.  Enter Callumney. Cal. 
Sir here's, Sir here's two Gentlemen, and their wives are come to visit you, and my mistresses.  Clutch, 
What are they.  calum. 
Mr. Silver the monyer, and his mistress.  Cap. 
Light heel, keep such a stamping, that we shall ne'er be able to endure the house, what's the tother.  calum. 
Mr. Hammer-head, the Goldsmith, Sir, he has a very handsome wife.  Fea. 
O then by all means let them in.  Clutch, 
Do, do, Callumy, their worthy friends, and necessary members in a Common wealth, Mr. Silver, my Enter Silver and Hammer-head, and their Wives. illustrious friend welcome, most welcome, and cozen Hammer-head, let me embrace you.  Mo. 
Gentlemen pray salute your friends, Mr. Silver, you While they salute the men Featherbrain, and Penniless salute the Women. and I are familiar friends your hand, Ningle Credit, bid him welcome.  Fea. 
Fair mistress welcome and may choicest delight, ever crown your wishes.  1. Woman, 
The like to you.  Cap. 
Frank has boarded one, and I like a coward stand and fear to assault the other, but I am a Captain, and will fear no colours mrs. your welcome as I may say.  2. Woman, 
I thank you Sir.  Cap. 
Is that your husband forsooth.  2. Woman, 
Yes Sir. why do ye ask.  Cap. 
Because I would know. aside  1. Woman, 
A very merry Gentleman.  Clutch, 
'Tis as I tell you Sir, Mr. Money, and Mr. Credit, has engaged their whole estates to me, inconsideration of my full consent, that they may marry my daughters.  Silver. 
Why then we shall have weddings two or three at.—  Ham. 
Lest, for here's my friend Mr. Silver, has stole his Mistress forth and means to marry her presently.  Cred. 
Why then he's one of our rank.  Clutch, 
He is, but Gentlemen so many weddings towards, and ne'er a dance, come, come, each take his mistress and dance, and foot it a little for the satisfaction of these spectators.  calum. 
Ha, ha, ha,— are these your Kinsmen Gentlemen, ha, ha, ha, I am a little absurd, ha, ha, ha, pray pardon me.  Fea. 
Our kinsman, yes, why dost ask.  calum. 
They are a couple of crafty merchants, ha, ha, ha, they may well be confident of the consents of their mistresses.  Fea. 
Not unlikely, why They are your Kinsmen you say.  Cap. 
Yes.  calum. 
Whose Credits you respect.  Fea. 
As our lives.  calum. 
I vow ye should not know it else pray make no words on't.  Cap. 
Well, speak.  Cal. 
If these two tough blades, are of ability, they have made all sure, i'll warrant them.  Fea. 
Ha— ha, sure prithee be plainer.  Cap. 
I do conjecture something, the Rogue's breath smells worse than Garlic, it aside ascends from the same of some unsavoury secret, I fear 'twil choke us.  calum. 
A trick of youth, and partly in fashion, a slight mistake, made use. O'th' Bridal night, before the wedding morning, do ye understand me now Gentlemen— no hurt, only.  Cap. 
Foah, now 'tis out— the Devil choke thee for't.  Fea. 
How cam'st thou to know it.  Cap. 
Their Bawd i'll lay my life. aside  Cal. 
Very easily Sir, I was a Servant to them, and had good cash to learn silence with many fair promises.  Cap. 
ay, I knew't would come too't. aside  Fea. 
Why what a Rogue art thou to discover then.  calum. 
I but I know to whom, their friends and kinsmen, all the Devils in Hell, could not have wrinched it from me but you.  Cap. 
We are much engaged to you— aside  Fea. 
Does not their Father know it: Captain Featherbrain whispers Clutch and his two daughters, Callumney goes to Money & Credit.  Cal. 
Not yet Sir.  Fea. 
Well let it go no further.  Cal. 
Not for a World.  Cap. 
Come hither Frank.  Clutch. 
Felix. Feminia, let me talk with you a little.  Both. 
Yes Sir.  Cal. 
Mr. Money, Mr. Credit, Gentlemen when must we have Gloves, when is the time prefixed, I perceive you are well prepared,  Mo. 
To morrow, ist not to morrow Ningle.  Cred. 
To morrow, let me see to morrow, I to morrow a very fit day— yes, yes, to morrow Callumney.  Cal. 
And are you sure you have the consent of my young Mistresses.  Cred. 
Sure dost take us for Asses, dost think we are now to make Sure, and must be married to morrow.  Cal. 
Come I know you are not sure, you have both most foolish lost your whole estates.  Mo. 
How.  Cal. 
Be these two yonder your Kinsman.  Cred. 
Yes.  Cal. 
You are sure on't.  more, 
Yes.  Cal. 
So sure am I, they are contracted both unto your Brides, that should be, and (let me tell you for 'tis friendship bids me) the old man cares not it is (in part) his policy.  Both. 
How.  Cal. 
Nay it must out, although my Masters secret conscience will have it so, do ye but mark his words, I give ye but my consent (saith he) having reserved to himself thus to delude you forcing his daughters privately which indeed he need not, they are themselves too willing to give their free consents to marry your rich Kinsmen.  Cred. 
And will my Spouse turn Baggage, is there no honesty in Cadeedlo.  Mo. 
But is this truth.  Cal. 
Why will you here me swear.  Cred. 
Any thing but Cadeedlo, that hellish Oath.  Cal. 
These eyes and ears are witnesses to their contract.  Mo. 
It cannot be they are married.  Cal. 
So am I, am I not, they married— pist— I'll be more open to you did not my Master tell ye, ye sent your two men to his Daughters.  Mo. 
I perfectly remember't we sent none.  Cal. 
True they were servants to your kinsman, and to my knowledge brought them letters, but as forerunners to their visits.  Mo. 
What will become of this is there no prevention what an unconscionable misers this.  Cal. 
Gentlemen, now harken to me since I have opened the Sore I will apply a remedy, therefore (ingeniously) observe from me, always come short of this, I have been industrious for ye.  Cred. 
Honest Calumny.  Cal. 
With resolved confidence, call them aside and in the way of friendship make known you have enjoyed the Daughters, laughing it out (like some Familiar action) or ye make your boast (as thus) that as aged as ye are) you can yet overcome young Virgins, I need not teach ye to bounce I am sure, there are twenty ways to divulge it, swear it, rather than lose your main estates.  Cred. 
By my Credit (an Oath I fear I shall ne'er swear again) 'tis a piece of rare Rogurie, and I must hug thee for't.  Mo. 
I like it (too) we'll put in practice straight.  Cal. 
Lest it be to late, they are now in consultation, be sure you bear up stiffly, think on your Estates, go not a word more, lest we be observed.  Felix. 
Those Gentlemen Sir.  Clutch. 
Yes you know my mind, i'll win your opportunity.  Cap. 
Fie in a passion for her, let her pass, think yourself happy that you know it, 'twould have troubled ye more after marriage.  Fea. 
Well i'll do something.  Clutch. 
Come Gentlemen will ye in, your Dinners are prepared, by this I am sure, discourse the rest at table, 'twill make your fare digest.  Omnes. 
we'll wait upon you Sir.— Exeunt.  Cal. 
Propitious Vengeance. aid my bloody Brawls  
And I will feast thy soul with Funerals.  Exit.   

Act the Fifth  

Scene the First▪  Enter Featherbrain Solus. Fea. 
IMpudent Slaves Joy in your sordid Acts, your pieces of Lascivious Gravity, hath Age taught you to be but wise in sin, must you be revereced cause you are become high in Iniquity, bravely Audacious, yet pardon my rash words, ye are to me my better Jenious, I should honour ye, call ye the Patrons of my happiness for you have told me that, (had it been kept till I had wedded this intemperate Woman creature) had ruined me for ever, crewel woman, what Cupid's did you see in wrinkled brows, sunk Eyes, and withered cheeks, should make your blood with such a flame, kindle your appetite, hide me some happy mist, for here she comes would tempt another Adam.  Enter Felixina. 
Oh my heart the kill Basalisks is more courteous, his visage doth pretend no less than death, but here's a Ram shaped in Innocence.  Felix. 
What so private: I have strange news to tell you.  Fea. 
She will offend no more, hath heard, I know it and will fain penitence (death) I must ●peak to her, though I perish by it, Oh divinity, defend me from this piece of beauteous Magic, and I will be thy Anchorite— is your news good Felixina.  Felix. 
Exceeding good to me Sir.  Fea. 
Goo● come to thee, is Hell and Heaven met, or is incontinency proved no crime aside as our wise Sophisters maintain with good my sweet.  Felix. 
My Father gives us free consent to marry.  Fea. 
Does he indeed, a piece of pleasing mischief, aside what joy have we Felixina.  Felix. 
Will not you kiss me for my news now.  Fea. 
Joy so transported me I had forgot they kiss Oh Hespirides, thy garden yields such fruit, that I must pluck it though the Dragon seize me— aside her breath excels perfumes, and on her lip lies such a pleasing warmth, might melt the souls of devout Hermit's,— Oh you dangerous sweet one, might I be promised to enjoy thee thus, when our two souls are doubled to the Abiss, i'd pass through this Elysium of sins and bless my Temptress.  Felix. 
What do you mean Sir.  Fea. 
Nothing, why dost thou ask sweet heart.  Felix. 
You talk so strangely.  Fea. 
Indeed I do to talk of bliss in Hell.  Felix. 
Oh sister now I fear you.  Fea. 
But when must we be married fair Felixina.  Felix. 
Do you prefix the time Sir— you will not want a Bride.  Fea. 
Thou wilt be she I warrant, hum what do ye blush would we were married now, there is an amorous flame crept in my blood, makes every limb a wanton, prithee kiss me again,— tell me— dost not thou they kiss find a mutiny in thy blood, relish my pulss. I am not aged but can meet thy fire with heat more active than that flames desire.  Felix. 
What do you mean Sir, saying heat and fire, give your strange Dialect some Demonstration, I apprehend you not.  Fea. 
Venus will be a Nun, and preach Virginity, Oh were should Devils get such Angels shapes aside I'll tell thee then— thy beauty and my love (too potent Tempter's) invite me to that Lily bed thy breast, where I might banquet on thy curious body. Le's imitate the warm embracing Turtles instruct each other how our Parents did, when by their Amorous play we were create and propagate the world, with love born Creatures, what do ye gaze on me— I am turned Devil too, Devil too, and will conspire with thee in loose embraces to beget a race of Tempter's, say do I not look like a most amorous Incubus.  Felix. 
You scare me with your words.  Fea. 
But did that bosom harbour Innocence, thou wouldst (undaunted) hear me.  Felix. 
That Innocence protect me.  Fea. 
Nay fly me not, I am as bad as thee, I am surprised near fear it— Oh my gross essence.  Felix. 
Sweet Sir, unfold your discontents, do you not think me chaste, pray look on me.—  Fea. 
Oh no, thy eyes, will make my Judgement stagger, ye are all innocence in show, but that frail man, that by your species, shall (like me) imagine some inferior virtue, shall close himself within a den of thraldoms, I did believe thee innocently good as rich in Soul, as feature, I did think each sentence that thy tongue did utter me some,  

Prophecies of happiness, but yet I find  
All these but spectars', to delude the mind.   Felix. 
Pray Sir be more particular, does my indulgence of you tell you so, or my bold love declare my Levity, was I too easy won, or else too free, being won too.—  Fea. 
Oh, I stop there, that kindness is my torment hadst thou repulsed me, with a brave disdain, when for thy love I was an Orator, I had become a gross Idolater, in paying Adoration to thy name.  Felix. 
Shall I not know the nature of my guilt.  Fea. 
Incontinency.  Felix. 
Incontinency— oh she 'swounds  Fea. 
Oh me she 'swounds, as if within that word, lay rigorous Thunder, in me an Earthquake is, shivering my Joints, like (too aged) building, I could out sigh rough Aeolus, what a stormy vile, lust does make in calm Lovers bosoms, how like a Virgin in contented Urn, (that living knew not, what man called a crime) lies this Deceptio visus, since she is false it will be piety, to raise her to repentance, I am resolved, if I did warm this Viper in my breast, and only have her sting for recompense, welcome my fate, she stirs, sure she'll prevent me.  Fe. 
Oh never wake sir, if she be false, may she thus die unpitied— let her not have a Grave, preserve her body and vile memory, to fright Mortality, when Maidens plight their faith, and do infringe let their wronged Lovers, curse my wand'ring spirit, who living here, was but their base example.  Fea. 
Bless me good Powers, how these strange dangerous words, do operate in my fidelity. I scarce believe her false now. aside  Felix. 
Sweet Gentleman (the name of Love you cancel) who hath possessed your noble spirit thus.  
Faith I scarce think thou knowst— his names Mony.  Felix. 
What the Grand Devil of Rank, Callumney, would you believe him Sir.  Fea. 
'Twas spoke in such a way.  Felix. 
If in your breast any credulity, you ever lodged to receive Virgins Oaths, let mine a while appease you, and encourage that noble spirit, which you bear within you, unto an Act by my invention framed shall make this Incurrer truly confess, his words, to be gross scandal.  Fea. 
And vindicate thy honour with his Death,  
How many Ill's proceeds from Sordid breath.  Enter Calumny Credit, and Money, Cal. 
But did you do it bravely.  Mo. 
For speech, and action Rosius might have learned, had been living.  Cal. 
And how did they take it— ha.  Cred. 
Very contentedly— they were not moved.  Mo. 
Made slight (as men of actions not concern them)  Cal. 
They are subtle Rogues, and preserved, all in thought yea have prevented them ne'er fear it, for if they marry them, Callumney is your bondman.  Both, 
Oh noble Callumney.  Cal. 
If they should question more, be you still confident, remember your estates, be that your jenius, I speak from my love, I would not have such noble Spirits ruin'd come le's be gone.  Mo. 
But I hope, they'll urge no more.  
You cannot tell, be you prepared for't, to seem but daunted were to open all, and so you may become ridiculous Beggar's 〈◊〉 you were in state beloved of all, all then will reckon you but 〈◊〉 counterfeits.  Mo. 
And then we are fit for no place, but new England.  Cal. 
Come follow me and be victorious.  Enter, Featherbrain, and Captain Pennyless. Fea. 
Come, I dare swear they are chaste.  Cap. 
Oh I, as virtuous as waiting Gentlewomen, who will not deny the Grooms a courtesy, to show they are free from Pride, or they which serve ancient rich Bachelors, that in their Candles mix cantarides, to raze Rebellious Spirits, Midwives at thirty, Widows at Nineteen, as Helen's Maid that wrote the Book, De arte Venerea.  Fea. 
Oh fie upon thee, thou wilt make them Monsters, come, come, follow my Directions, i'll warrant thee, we'll prove them honest Maids, ere we have done.  Cap. 
Will you so, i'll say you are further read in Dialectica, than a great many of your forefathers, no, i'll trouble myself no further— e'en those that broke them, sodder 'em.  Fea. 
If thou dost anger me, i'll beat thee into, belief (and that's a strange kind of Rhetoric) come they have, they have Golden Portions think of that.  Cap. 
If thou dost lead me to damnation.  Fea, 
I'll be burned for thee, come follow me.  Enter Clutch, Felixina and Feminia. Clutch, 
But do they entertain your loves, so willingly good Girls you have done bravely (my own flesh) let me kiss you both i'll make ye Goddesses, yea little wantoness.  Felix. 
I Sir, but Money and Credit.  Clutch, 
For them let me alone, Money is an Ass, Credit his Ningle, let 'em pass I have o'er reached their Gravities, my subtilety shall make perdition, their inhabitary Mansion, me thinks I hear them curse and rail on Clutch, whilst I content me with the Fox's Proverb (better when he's cursed, a ha Mrs. Gold, and Mrs. jewel.  Fea. 
But there's a scandal laid upon our fame.  Clutch, 
What's that, what scandal is't, if it hinder not our ends, no matter Money will buy good tongues.  Fem. 
It hinders our hope to marriage.  Clutch, 
What with Gold and jewel, declare it, ha, with Gold and jewel, speak it, oh my sweet hopes.  Felix. 
Money and Credit (joined with Callumney) Proclaim us both their Whores.  Fem. 
jewel and Gold this hearing, casts us off exposing us to Contumelious laughter.  Clutch, 
Oh Callumney, thou art mischievous, and hast outreached me, this will bring madness on me Gold and jewel (my illustrate hopes) banished to live in desperations desert, Mammon (thou God of our adored earth) why dost thou suffer such events to th'wart me.  Felix. 
Sir a devise (by me already framed, and well approved off) shall our humours gain and we match with our liking.  Clutch, 
Gold and jewel.  Both, 
Yes Sir.  Felix. 
But hear me out Sir, these as they are rich, will not be brought i'th' compass of defraud, if as our Portions you'll deliver up, half those estates, Money, and Credit owned, we have wrought them to engage theirs unto you, in witness of each other, than they are ours, if this may not be done, 'tis their resolves, to leave us to the hazard of our Fortunes.  Clutch, 
Oh as I could wish— I'll do't, I'll do't, where be they i'll be engaged immediately.  Felix. 
In that withdrawing Room, they wait your Answer.  Clutch, 
'Tis well I am contented.  Exit Manet Felixina, and Feminia. Felix. 
So this is contrived, to purpose, is it not, now our desires will finish (my Feminia) am I not worthy applause, be free to me.  Fem. 
Thou hast disposed things rarely burr (in brief) tell me were't thou persuaded I would be thy rival.  Felix. 
By Love I was, but prithee pardon me.  Fem. 
Pardon thee, yes upon condition you'll return the like, I had as much of foolish Jealousy, as love could let them claim.  Felix. 
I hope it will prevent that Plague, in Marriage I would not entertain it a whole year for more than the World's riches.  Fem. 
But are not we obedient Children, to gull our Father thus.  Felix. 
Heaven pardon us, 'tis not our greatest Crime, in such a cause as this.  

I hope so too, and time shall tell (sweet Madam,  
Though we made shift for Husbands, yet we had 'em.   Exeunt. Enter Featherbrain, and Money▪ Fea. 
But dost think she is with child.  Mo. 
I cannot tell I did my best endeavour. you may imagine how a man inspired by such a beauty may be stir himself.  Fea. 
I warrant she is a Bedfellow for a jove.  Mo. 
Faith I would scarce exchange her, for his Juno, why Nectar is extracted from her lips, her breath excels sweets of Arabia.  

But those choice parts, which none but I could merit,  
Would call up heat, in a cold coward spirit.   Fea. 
She hath infused Poety in you.  Mo. 
Have not I been at her Helicon— now I speak to purpose.  Fea. 
And is she pliable in her sports to you.  Mo. 
As is the Fish unto the Anglers bait, plays to beget desire.  Fea. 
Very Wanton.  Mo. 
As Leda, in the arms of jupiter, I could not think my memory could— aside Bless my tongue with so many good words to my purpose, but my estate that does it— Oh noble Callumney.  Enter Captain Penniless and Credit. Cap. 
What desperate Vow, won her, to credit you me thinks she's nice, and very proudly coy.  Cred. 
To strangers she is, to me she was, but that she saw my faith in my great Oaths.  Cap. 
What were they pray Sir.  Cred. 
Marry Sir, the greatest and surest was Cadeedlo.  Cap. 
Indeed than she might well believe you— Cadeedlo quoth a—  Cred. 
And now we play and sport as familiarly as puppies, I call her spouse, she calls me head—  Cap. 
A most firm Conjunction, her Father doth not know it you say.  Cred. 
Not yet, and I hope you will not tell Sir.  Enter Clutch. Cap. 
You need not care, since his consent is given.  Cred. 
That's all one (poor soul) she would blush herself to death, if she but thought he knew it.  Cap. 
Why do ye expose your secrets to my bosom, I am a very blab, I shall disclose.  Cred. 
Will you undo your kinsman.  Cap. 
Harken to me.  Clutch. 
They are at it, I must make one, on both sides— now my part comes in, what Gentlemen retired, I am too bold to interrupt your privacies.  Fea. 
You are not Sir, pray stay— are the doors to lock. aside  Clutch. 
They are most strangely barracaded— aside  Crid. 
No stay till to morrow, then Revel at large, I would be married first.  Cap. 
Noe. prithee be persuaded, I would fain see how the old man would relish his Daughter's forwardness, he knows hot constitutions must be abated.  Mo. 
Break your discourse off, I would not have the old man guests out this private deed, he is a piece of dangerous subtilety.  Fea. 
Then all is true you tell me.  Mother 
If you be incredulous, ask my Ningle Credit.  Fea. 
No, no, i'll take your word, as you shall mine, you are a piece of dam'd impiety, sent but to teach the world Idolatry: the Peasant's wisdom, the vain City's Pride, the Miser's luxury, the only guide to Fools and worldlings, you were made to show Hell's broadest entrance.  Cap. 
Think not I am a patient Auditor, I am not passive cause I dare not Act, but keep your breath till I am charged with it, nor then prepare for storms as violent, as the just Heaven's shower upon impious Seamen after black imprecations.  Cred. 
Bless me these words are worse than sympathise or concur, what do you mean Sir.  Clutch. 
Now it works— are ye at difference Gentlemen.  Fea. 
If ever you had fear, express it now be not so ignorant as to believe, I will not vindicate that Lady's Honour, you by your guilded witchcraft have deprived, tell me you Chaos of confusion, what Negromancy from Gehenna brought, wrought this white innocence unto a deed, black, as your sordid entrails.  Clutch. 
Son Money, what's the matter.  Money. 
Alas I know not Sir (oh cursed Calumny) what is your will Sir, with me?  Capt. 
Thou hast by Magic and Pretigious Charms Effussinated such a Noble Creature, that all Excruciations, Hell invents will be too sweet a Guerdon for the deed.  Cred. 
The wonderful words of man, if I know what he means more than I tell would I were burned pray Sir be plainer.  Clutch, 
How go the Squares Son Credit, draw, draw.  Fea. 
Keep my sword's length To the Captain, then to Feather. Sir, they are passed a Rescue, you ought to be my Agent in this Cause.  Mo. 
My purpose is to make amends with Marriage.  Fea. 
Is that my satisfaction, Know sir by oath she was contracted mine, and had not violated that decree, but by some (Hell wrought) witchcraft, therefore know no way but this, shall right me— if you think brief repentance can obtain abatements in your Torments, take your time, I will The Captains offer to run at Credit. attend some minutes.  Cred. 
Oh hold, take my confession she is (for aught I know more Man than woman, if ever I touched more than hand, or— lip— Cadeedlo, there's my oath, my undoing oath, may I not thrive without honesty.  Cap. 
But are you serious.  Cred. 
Hang me if I be not.  Mo. 
You may believe these oaths. Enter Clutch  Fea. 
Know Sir, we are engaged to your daughters, and will our Contracts Consummate with speed. But your consent is sold, to those that shall but little by it  Enter Felixina and Feminia. Mo. 
Since you have of this, craft and that I see the women are Auditors, we'll resign our interest up, enjoy the fruit of your ill laboured brain.  Fea. 
Do you hear this Sir.  Clutch. 
But are my daughters contented.  Felix. 
Sir happiness, and these are so near kin: enjoying them all happiness is ours, and pray Sir tell me, you that durst lay claim to that Pure Maids prise 'bove all earthly treasure, hath my tongue, ever been so vile to vow any affection to you, clear me, and yourself.  Mo. 
You might have been so wise.  Fem. 
And you Sir, like an Image in black Chalk what vows, or oaths can you lay claim to now, more than Cadeedlo.  Cred. 
Oh that Cadeedlo— that had been enough for any Christened woman to have sworn.  Clutch, 
Well since 'tis thus, and that you are well agreed marry my Daughters, take my Blessings with them, be witness all.  Enter Callumney. Cal. 
Oh cursed atonement, terror to mine eyes is all my plotting projects come to this confusion separate your conjunctions.  Clutch, 
What my true Servant Calumny, give me thy hand, thou man of discontent, what think you of my eldest daughter now sir— you must hatch projects then— ha, look, look, see if Mr. Gold, and Mr. jewel have not prevailed, Money and Credit were but shallow Lovers,— Sirrah— sirrah, have I not riches in abundance, Money and Credit, Gold and Jewel.  Cal. 
May thy Gold, (molten choke thee.  Cluch, 
Not yet Callumney, not yet,— prithee be more charitable, thou shalt have my eldest daughter.  Fea. 
Spawn of iniquity, whose infectious breath carries more horror to the bearers Ears, then doth the sentence of just Radamanth, unto the black offenders— what is this Lady false, spit out your gall, and tell me.  Cal. 
If she be not, she's not to old to learn, too learn, and as young stock, as you may have a Graft, the City keeps a Nursery thank the Court Gardeners.  Fea. 
How dared thou speak thus.  Cal. 
Oh good Sir, Fools and Cynics, talk by Patent, I am a fool or you had gone to wrack, with your fair brides (that must be) weak hearted Gentlemen where's your estates, you were all, deluded Prisoners, you shall be till the Devils dead, (my good old Master, and after (too) unless some Prodigal succeed him which is the best your hopes can promise.  Clutch, 
Come Gentlemen mind him not, all he can do is rail, will you to Church, these my obligatory Gentlemen, shall be the witness to your sacred contract.  Both. 
We are content  Mo. 
I do not envy much, my cousin Gold by birth doth claim presedency of me— Let him en●oy it.  Cred. 
I yield so too, jewel commands his Credit.  Fea. 
We thank you Gentlemen, and are engaged to your sublimed virtues. they discover  Clutch, 
How now what's this.  Cap. 
Nothing Sir, but the Golds uncurrant.  Fea. 
And the jewel's counterfeit.  Mo. 
Hath Featherbrain.  Cred. 
And Pennyless.  Clutch, 
Daughters these are Counterfeits, shake 'em off, these are, nor Gold nor Jewel— how am I cozened.  Cal. 
Ha, ha, ha.  Fem. 
As true as I live Sister, they are handsomer men now their beards are off, by ten parts (beshrew me Sir) we will not part from them, for all this, I love a counterfeit jewel as well as ere a Lady in the Land.  Felix. 
Ye have the writings.  Fea. 
ay, I warrant thee wench.  Clutch, 
Say you so too.  Felix. 
Yes truly Sir, I am of my Sister's mind.  Fea. 
The writings Sir are firm, Pray think upon the Covenants.  Cap. 
You shall have honest dealing of us, we will perform.  Clutch, 
Why these were your men.  Fea. 
Yes truly Gentleman, we spoke, and pleaded for you.  Mo. 
They are two Prodigals, his name is Featherbrain, his Pennyless.  Clutch, 
Featherbrain, (passion of my heart) his name I do (almost) remember, have not I a mortgage of yours Sir.  Fea. 
Yes truly Father, and I hope you'll return it when I have married your Daughter.  Clutch, 
Hell and vexation on you.  Clutch, 
Oh do not curse, do not curse, we'll prove true blades, ne'er fear it.  Cal. 
Oh for a couple of daughters more. in his ear.  Cluch, 
Hell take thee for a jewel, how am I cheated set on by spendthrifts, whose licentious games wast in a year, more than their Ancestors got in five ages.  Fea. 
Come rail not on us, nor disturb your thoughts, what we have been we are not, poverty the Prodigals excrutiation, hath been a Caveat to admonish us, how being blest again (as now we are) we spend our time in such loose revel.  Mo. 
I would but cannot grieve, I know 'tis fit,  
Money like danger, ought, to be used by Wit.  
And my presaging soul, tells me that he.  
Will use his wealth as wise men industry.  Cred. 
I cannot speak in Golden Numbers, like my Ningle Money, but I mean as well, let that pray have acceptance.  Clutch, 
I never had (in my life) a fit so strange as this which in my bosom opperates me thinks that these atonements please me well, and all the world could not persuade my mind, to better choices, than my Daughters make, accept them pray, with them my most of wealth.  Ambo. 
We thank you Sir.  Clutch, 
Come le's to Church, you Callumney I banish, you were my evil Jenius prompted me to deeds most vile.  

Which now I do repent, and now let's in,  
And may the end crown what we now begin.     
FINIS.  

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