THE ENGLISH ROGUE A NEW Comedy. As it was acted before several Persons of Honour with great Applause.  
Written by T. T.  
Licenced according to Order.  
LONDON, Printed for William Thackeray at the Golden Sugar-loaf and William Whitwood at the Golden Lion in Ducklane, 1668.   


The Actors Names.  
Plotthrift The English Rogue.  
Cousin His Companion.  
Gonzetto A great Lord of Venice.  
Avaritius A Usurer.  
Cornelio A Citizen of Venice & a Coffee-man  
Don Aquinto A Mountebank.  
Eusames A young decayed Gentleman.  
Florentio His friend.  
A Captain  
Pego. Gonzetto's Man.   

Women.  
Lucibella & Clara Daughters to Avaritius.  
Priscilla Their Maid.  
Ermenia A young Lady contracted to Eusames and beloved of Gonzetto.   The Scene Venice;  

To my worthily honoured friend and Patroness. MRS. ALICE BARRET.  
Madam,  
SO many already have assumed it as a privilege, that it is now become a current custom to prefix a Dedication to some one, whose Judgement and ingenuity may both grace the ambitious Author, and protect his weakness, otherwise you had escaped the trouble of being Guardian to this Brat, whose Parent was unable to maintain it. To be plain; I have cast it at your Door, neither better nor worse to expect its fate: yet with some confidence of a favourable reception, since your Generosity and Nobleness were ever wont to correspond with Charity: whereof myself am sufficiently sensible. I beg your pardon for this offence, but cannot promise to do so no more. However I submit to your worthy self, whose intimate goodness and serenity have hitherto so far obleiged me, that I must ever (as most due) subscribe myself (as really I am)  
Madam. Your most humbly devoted servant to command. Tho. Thompson.   

The Prologue.  
AT a New Play all Poets must tell news.  
Ye're welcome to the labour of a Muse;  
Who does implore (and 'tis your pity worth  
Your helping hands to bring her firstling forth,  
And let me tell ye, 'tis most necessary  
Since 'tis her first you act more kind and wary,  
Should you be rough and harsh in what you do,  
The brat might prove defective long of you.  
'Slid then all's spoiled, your expectation crossed  
The Muse discouraged and her labour lost.  
Come, come, for once be kind and ruled by me  
And let your smiles crown its Nativity.  
We question not Lucina's help, if you  
Vouchsafe her safe delivery 'twill do,  
And that with Pomp and State, whilst ye are by  
Your presence makes it a solemnity.  
The beauties present blazing star's appear  
As good Omens to this our hemisphere.  
Nor can we, whilst such lustre they dispense,  
Doubt of a favourable influence.  
But I digress, the gravid Muse I left  
Of all succour except bare hopes bereft.  
She's in the Midwife's hands and much endures  
And cannot be relieved; except by yours.  Exit.  

A NEW COMEDY Called the English Rogue.  

Act the First  

Scene the First.  Enter Plotthrift and Cozen. Plot. 
I See I'm Fortune's Favourite to the End  
In a strange place to meet my dearest Friend!  
But prithee tell me Ben. how has thy politic pate maintained thy Nobleness? I am sure you needs must thrive, Since by your last Letter to me at Madrid I was informed you have banished the Conceit of Marriage.  Coz. 
O yes, I thank my Fate that fancy flew quickly, and ever since in your Art I have been no small practitioner.  Plot. 
But how did your Mistress Selina relish it? That Admirable Doxy!  Coz. 
Doxy indeed! whose lascivious life, had it been concealed till I had married her, had ruined me for ever!  Plot. 
What Man, the chaste, the virtuous Selina!  Coz. 
No the unchaste, vicious Selina! whom (after my Annual services of Adoration to her Shrine, and unfeigned vows of being hers constant for ever) I found to be as foul within, as I esteemed her fair without.  Plot. 
Why this is fine ● faith. By Jove Ben: I'll tell thee these women are just like weather Cocks, that turn too and fro at every puff of wind: So they are as fickle in settling their Love on any one man, as a Fanatic Parson's unwilling to alter his Religion when he is forced to Conform or lose his Benefice.  Coz. 
I have found it so.  Plot. 
'Tis a remarkable observation, that any man that has eyes and ears must of necessity credit it: but there are some such Buffs in this land, that won't believe what their ears have heard, or eyes have seen: but take their Wives as we do Coneys to pen up, whilst every Dame to requite the kindness, will find a conveniency to tempt the next young Gallant that passes into her Chamber, and there discharge the burden of her desire without the least consideration of making her Husband a Cuckold.  Coz. 
That's most certain.  Plot. 
Most certain and you so certainly besotted as resolve to marry; I thought the little practice you had made in my Art might have been a sufficient Emblem to demonstrate all woman's levity.  Coz. 
Prithee no more of't: I am as far from having a good thought of women's constancy, as ever I was, and once you know I was your only scholar, had your cunning ad ungues, (and if without boasting) can say I still retain it.  Plot. 
Then let us plot and practice: this is a City affords good faces, we'll instantly go view it, you one way, I another: but be sure before you strike search out the nature of the creature.  Coz. 
Never sear it, I'll warrant thee boy I hit right.  Plot. 
That done you cannot miss entrance into any Venetian Dame, for my part I doubt not my rogury will never fail getting me a Mistress, though it were in the Land of Chastity.  Coz. 
I confide something too in mine.  Plot. 
Come then lets to our Inn, there we'll sever:  
As thou hast begun, good Fortune, help us ever!  exeunt.  

Act first, Scene second.  Enter Gonzetto solus. 
WHat sudden alteration do I find,  
That does so please and yet torment my mind!  
I know no reason for it: there was nothing in the Masque last night but what was pure and splendid.  
— Ladies as fair  
And beautiful as is the morning star!  
Now I have pri d into secret Art,  
That Lady's glittering Eyes can wound a heart!  
I must to fair Ermenia a captive be,  
I'm her Adorer, she my Deity!  Enter Ermenia and Florentio. 
But here she comes: she's'es Beauties Paragon!  Erm. 
You have your answer Sir and may be gone. To Florentio.  Flo. 
Since Madam. I'm dismissed so scornfully,  
To move a change I must presumptuous be,  
Think on the good Eusames miseries, he  
Who like a careful penitentiary,  
Bedews his bed with tears, as they are due  
To discontent, and all for love of you!  Erm. 
Why Sir for me? he knows it is in vain  
To hope Ermenias' love to reobtain.  
First let him change his coat of poverty,  
To wealth and honour: and then think of me.  Flo. 
Let not your height contemn his humble state  
But Saint like pity the unfortunate!  
He once was high too, but in each degree  
Where he did love, he loved with constancy!  
Since first he loved you, to that love he's true,  
Yet suffers Martyr-like for love of you.  Erm. 
I believe once he loved me well indeed,  
And mine did equal his (if not exceed) aside and sighing.  
But I considered not the miseries  
Of marriage then, which now I do despise,  
A maiden life all others does excel:  
Pray tell Eusames this, and so farewell. offers to go out.  Flo. 
Pray Ladystay: one request does remain.  
He ask no more,  Erm. 
Then that you shall obtain.  Gon. 
She turns again, I doubt be will it'h end  
Make a deep interest in her for his friend! aside.  
But be it how it will, I'll overhear:  
I am too lofty to be touched by fear.  Flo. 
Are you resolved always to live amaid?  Erm. 
I mentioned not how long but thus I said  
A Maiden's life excels all other lives:  Flo. 
But Maids contracted are as good as wives! (spoken whisperingly)  Ermenia 'swounds. Flo. 
O me! she sounds!  Gon. 
That story in the ear  
Has made her pride fall, and my spirit fear.  Ermenia breathes. Gon. 
She breathes again,  Flo. 
Madam how are you now?  Erm. 
Well, but better had I made no vow  
To poor Eusames: Florentio we'll withdraw.  Flo. 
I'll follow Madam, your will is my law.  exit Ermenia. 
Ye powers of love and friendship crown the end  
Of this design with comfort for my friend!  exit Florentio. Manet Gonzetto. 
Great God of love, what mighty power unknown  
Hast thou now used to me, more than thy own?  
It was thy conduct sure and thy design,  
And not thy power alone that vanquished mine:  
As a great Captain in the wars to his Name  
Of every conquest gained, joins all the Fame,  
Though 'twas not only by his power got  
But by the Armies by his Conduct brought:  
So when thy power could not do't alone  
Thou than didst lead her troops of virtues on?  
And now too soon I feel by my surprise  
Thou hast not only darts but piercing eyes!  
Then as thou art great and powerful be Just!  
I am enforced to love, and love I must.  Enter Captain. 
The news Captain, any Letters from the Army yet to his Highness?  Cap. 
Yes Sir last night.  Gon. 
Are the contents divulged?  Cap. 
Yes some two days since half our army was besmeared with blood, the other half took flight, and the famed Carionil with some number of chief Commanders were surrounded with a multitude of Enemies, and almost hopeless of ever seeing Venice again: yet when they heard our noble General cry, fight, fight for Venice till you die, they with such vigour redoubled their blows, adding wounds to wounds, blood to blood, dead to the dead, till by the favour of that potent God, with whom it is to give the victory, they through the Multitude quickly run their way, and after for that night sounded a retreat  
And in the interim receiving a supply  
Early next morn refaced the enemy,  
Whose Army in number doubled ours, but at the first onset with manly courage  
— We dispersed them quite,  
Part we took prisoners, part we put to flight.  
The rest lay gasping on the ground frustrate of future hope or remedy,  
— Few escaped alive.  
Of lasts nights news this is a Narrative.  Gon. 
I joy we were so successful in the end, though to our loss at first.  Cap. 
I could have gladly wished myself there, but that I was commanded to the contrary.  Gon. 
I credit you Captain, you have done your Country good service.  Cap. 
My Lord I must retire.  Gon. 
Farewell good Captain.  exit Captain. 
I know not what to think much less to do!  
I am in the flames and now I must go through?  
Why should I dote on one that is so mean?  
But she that's lovely to love is a Queen!  
Ermenia thee I love, thy love I crave  
Which if my wealth and fame can gain I'll have!  
I fear no rivals, i've a double fate,  
Too wealthy for contempt, too high for hate!  exit.  

Scene third.  Enter Florentio and Ermenia. Erm. 
Florentio what i'vev'e said i'll do, provided he  
Without contempt a constant Lover be.  Flo. 
Madam!  
Be you as kind as he will constant prove  
And make his joys as perfect as his love.  
I dare protest by ' very Deity,  
he'll ne'er be guilty of inconstancy!  Erm. 
Then why le I live i'll love him: tell him this  
Though many court me, yet my heart is his.  exit Ermenia Flo. 
So I have prevailed and for joy could fly  
To tell Eusames of my victory!  
O may the god of love, as he's begun,  
Unite these too contracted hearts in one!  Enter Eusames. 
See here he comes: i'll stand aside  
— To know how his thoughts fixed are  
Whether to hope or fear or to despair,  
Or whether he will into a passion fall,  
For i've a double joy to banish all.  Eus. 
How joyfully the birds with warbling notes  
Salute the morning through their gentle throats!  
But day no sooner does appear to me,  
But I complain a fresh of misery  
In love! imperious love!  
Assist a wretched youth thou caused all this  
And 'tis thy power alone can work my bliss!  
I cannot, dare not hope my friend can be  
So prevalent to regain her love to me.  
She is grown high, and yet must higher grow,  
While I, for love of her, must fall too low! offers to go out  (Eusames turns back and falls into a trance.) Flo. 
Stay, stay Eusames!  
What struck dumb with fear  
Of the sad news you do expect to hear  
From me?  Eus. 
〈…〉 fear  
It is too 〈…〉 for me to hear!  Flo. 
For love I moved, but she her love denied,  
And having so resolved, she thus replied:  
A Maiden-life all other lives excel,  
Pray tell Eusames this, and so farewell:  Eus. 
Then love farewell for ever!  
And though from all my joys I am betrayed  
By thy resolve to live and die a maid,  
I will not wish that thou mayst live and die  
Such an unpitied, martyred one as I! offers to go out.  Flo. 
Be not so hasty: there remains behind  
Asentence from her, you'll esteem more kind  
Than was the other Cruel!  
— While I live i'll love him: tell him this  
Though many court me, yet my heart is his.  Eus. 
O tantalise me not with hopes so vain!  
Can she so hate, so quickly love again  
As if she had her former scorn forgot?  Flo. 
If you can think me false, believe me not.  Eus. 
Then I must credit it, O how the joy  
Of thy success my miseries destroy:  
My heart's enlivened with a fresh relief,  
And double Comforts do arise from grief!  
So Palms pressed down, do ever rise the more,  
And spices bruised smell sweeter than before.  Flo. 
There's nothing now remains but your address  
To complete she and your own happiness,  
For if a Maiden's vow was ever true  
No doubt she loves as fervently as you.  
You need no 〈◊〉 since you know the way  
Haste too her then, 'tis dangerous to delay.  Eus. 
I will, yet ere I go must recommend  
A parcel of poor thanks to you my friend.  Flo. 
Spend no more time in complementing me,  
My recompense is thy felicity.  
Couldst thou enjoy Ermenia for thy Bride  
I for my worthless pains was satisfied  
But you lose time.  Eus. 
He that a loyal friendship does regard  
Heaven with happiness will him reward.  exeunt severally.  

Scene fourth.  Enter Plotthrift and Cozen. Plot. 
ANd how and how? prithee begin, how are all things at Court?  Coz. 
O right to a hair, as I could wish or desire, the Ladies very pleasant and free, the Gallants very complacent and simple, out of which I have picked out one to play upon, he is in quality and ability one of the chief, and as I take it a very fine fool for our purpose.  Plot. 
His Name?  Coz. 
Don Gonzetto, and for mirth to make up your Roguery, there is one Pego his man is reported for the pretiiest dreaming Puppy that Venice can boast off.  Plot. 
Why then I perceive the Master and man are like to be finely handled if they come into our ●…tches, but how hast contried it?  Coz. 
O this great Don is very desperately in love with a young City Dame, and I perceive by his clipped tongue he wants a good Orator.  Plot. 
With a young City Dame?  Coz. 
So I was informed.  Plot. 
Good luck send it be the same I heard off, for now i'll tell thee Ben. part of my progress, I was no sooner got into the body of the City, but I was crep into a crowd of acquaintance: Ladies by whole sale, and Citizens by Bakers dozen, amongst which I think I have picked out two of the most precious Ningles that the whole City affords: Fellows as rich as they are simple, and that I am sure is beyond expression; the one is S. Don Aquinto a high and mighty Mountebank who swears he has done many wonderful and remarkable cures, but if I don't catch his coxcomb into a trap, that all his medicines shall never draw him out, let him report me no man of my trade. His whole discourse be it where it will, so there be any body to hear him, is of his cramp stage talk, of his great Cures of the Uuula, the Choliac a passio, the Polippus, with the rest as Morbus Gallicus etc. which is enough to tyre a crew of patiented Saints were they his companions, but that he has this good faculty, when the reckoning is called, his purse shall be sure to pay for't; the second is one Signior Cornelio a very comical Coffee-man, and such another Ignoramus, but that his tongue does not so much betray his simpleness. But here's the point, these two Coxcombs, are very passionately taken with two young Ladies, daughters to one Avaritius a rich reported Usurer, and in short by my discourse finding their own weakness and my efficacy in Art Amandi very nobly retained me for their Agent.  Coz. 
There indeed you have got the start of me, but i'll follow close.  Plot. 
Hark Ben. Let it be your care to bring Conzetto to our end of the Town among my crew that we may tie them all of a not, and then we I so swing them! this evening we shall be at Cornelioe I Coffee-house.  Coz. 
Then there i'll be sure to meet you with my Don.  Plot. 
Do so for as I remember I was also informed Avaritius had a lovely Niece too, courted by many high Persons of which perhaps he may be one, and then our plot lies in a lump and must needs go currant.  Coz. 
But have you yet seen any of these Ladies?  Plot. 
Yes, and they are as pretty Creatures as ever I see, fair and each has a promising countenance of a very free disposition, the Mother of the two Sisters was an Englishwoman. I have a plot for them both.  Coz. 
But when will you put it in practice?  Plot. 
Forthwith, let's go visit them instantly: our 〈◊〉 are suitable to the Mode, our Persons proper, and for our tongues they need no tipping; but one thing always observed Ben. let not our Roguery extend to any criminal fact, that may merit the halter or the like, but tend only to a self interest: then  
None will endeavour to condemn his Fate,  
That plays the Rogue, and injures not the State.  Exeunt.  
Finis Actus Primi.   

Act second,  

Scene first.  Gonzetto. Cozen. Gon. 
SIR, I like you well, and be assured that all my powers shall be employed to do you service.  Coz. 
youare truly generous.  
And 'tis my happiness I 〈◊〉 could hope for  
After so many storms of adverse fortune  
To relish safety in so still an harbour  
And meet the favour of so good a Patron  
Just in the nick of my despair. But Sir,  
My future diligence and industry  
In whatsoe'er you use me, shall declare  
How I can love and serve so good a Master.  Gon. 
Nobly spoken: accept me as your faithful friend.  
My house is yours pray Sir be bold and welcome.  Coz. 
I shall now take the confidence to think  
That all past troubles of my youth, were of purpose by fortune meant, to make me relish now  
These sweets more tartly.  Gon. 
Very likely;  
And I must further add, that all her former kindnesses,  
Did less oblige than this fingle one  
Of making me the object of your friendship.  
But come Sir, will it please you take a dish of Coffee to digest the news of the Diurnal.  Coz. 
With all my heart! Sir I attend you: pray Sir—  Gon. 
'Twere better be absurd than, trouble some.  Exeunt.  

Scene second.  Plotthrift, Cornelio, Aquinto at the Coffee-house. Plot. 
COrnelio.  Cor. 
〈…〉 your word.  Plot. 
Here's your Enemy Don Aquinto the Mountebank.  Cor. 
How!  Plot. 
Mum! take no notice till you meet occasion.  Cor, 
Enough,  Aquin. 
Here a dish of Chaclates.  Plot. 
Of your best spanish.  Cor. 
You shall sir.  Plot. 
Well, and how goes 〈◊〉 packquets, do the remedies go roundly off, ha'you good take, ha'?  Aquin. 
Troth well▪  
I find the people free and much inclined to do themselves and me good.  Cor. 
This is he that strives to damn my trade by making strange speeches against Coffee— but I shall have something to say to his balderdash complication of hard words presently— are you for Coffee sir?  Aquin. 
No sir, the Berry is much degenerated from its proper virtue here in Venice by an absurd commixture which renders it very unwholesome.  Cor. 
Sir mine's as good as any's in Venice.  Aquin. 
That may very easily be when there's none good at all.  Cor. 
'tis the property of fools to condemn what they understand not.  Aquin. 
Of fool's Sir?  Cor. 
Yes Sir of fools. He that's disgruntled at that Sir is a fool,— I think 〈…〉.  Aquin. 
〈◊〉 Sir. Aquin draws.  Coz. 
Now it works i'faith.  Plot. 
Nay good Aquinto—  Cor. 
I, I, do kill me, you have no remedy against an hemp halter I hope: there I ●…pt him again.  Plot. 
Nay pray sir be p●…ed— see here comes strangers  Gonzetto, Cozen. Cor. 
Sir I ha' sold Coffee this twenty years and have lived a man of reputation.  Aquin. 
What man of 〈◊〉 would ben● with such a Rascal, that has lived upon parched beans, and boiled water these twenty year by his own confession.  Gon. 
Come pray Gentlemen let us moderate the business.  Cor. 
A man of honour, a pitiful Mountebank, a dull decoying Fortune-teller, an impudent close-bugeteed imposter, one that gets his living merely by choking the multitude with hard words, and a little dirty dogs-turd compounded with a strange conjuring charm, Hyperbolloticon-bombon or the like? a man of honour? ha', ha', ha'. That excellent i'faith.  All: 
ha', ha', ha'.  Cor. 
Ye shall but here, pray give me leave, this is he that cures all diseases, and performs all Chyrurgical operations. He dextrously coucheth the cataract or suffusion, helps all rheums, specks, Oungula or the nail in the eyes, dimness, pearls, weakness. He has the best remedies i'th' world for all pains, sickness Megrim Vertigo or the dissiness of the head he cuts and cures cancers, wens, sore-breasts noli me tangere, as also Morbus gallicus, or the French POX, (in great letters) running o'th' reins, and in a word all diseases and distempers incident to the body of man woman or child be it boy or girl,  All, 
ha', ha', ha' ha'.  Plot. 
〈…〉  Co●. 
〈…〉  Gon. 
〈…〉  Co●. 
〈…〉  All 
ha', ha', ha'.  〈◊〉. 
〈…〉  Aquin. 
〈…〉 in some, but in you they are 〈…〉  〈◊〉. 
〈…〉, ha', ha', ha'.  〈◊〉. 
〈…〉 you and I have 〈…〉 a progress in your love with fair 〈…〉 a plot to make ye happy.  Cor. 
With 〈…〉 shall we finish and come to the purpose?  Plot. 
We are not fare off— 〈…〉 [they whisper.  Gon. 
Well 〈…〉 must needs be time.  Cor. 
〈◊〉 stay.  Plot. 
I will.  Gon. 
〈…〉 to pay, take money.  Coz. 
〈…〉.  Aquin. 
〈…〉 I shall be even with 〈◊〉 incivilities.  Cor. 
〈…〉  〈◊〉. 
Farewell sir  Cor. 
A man of honour, farewell Dr. Distaff belonging to the wheel of Fortune.  Plot. 
I'll be with you 〈…〉 prefixed without fail.  Aquin. 
Your servant sir.  Exit Gonz: Coz: Aquin: Cor. 
Welcome Gent●…  
So 〈…〉 no way you say but by this 〈…〉 and her father's consent?  Plot. 
No, for put case she loves, as I dare warrant she does yet there must be something closely acted, that may make it sure, and not when we have brought our building to the height to be ruined with a puff.  Cor. 
Well I am resolved to spend all my estate in contrivances but I will have my mind.  Plot. 
And I mine— aside.  
But come let's to the Tavern, and there we'll plot to accomplish all.  Cor. 
Shall we, a match then come on,  Exeunt.  

Scene third.  Avaritius, Lucibella, Clara. Ava. 
WHat stories are these I hear, Lucibella, ha' what are they Lucibella? speak Clara, concerning two Youngsters. that were tampering to speak with you under the notion of business? what say you?  Clar. 
Only two young Gentlemen that desire your leave to try our wits by spending an hour in discourse with us now and then.  Ava. 
'Slid i'll h'none of that, if ye have a mind to husbands ye shall love and like where I please or i'll know why not.  Luci. 
That will be pretty i'faith, so we shall couple with two old Citizens, that are already grown out of fashion for want of the rudiments of Gentility in their youth, together with two much brooding over their books and bags in their counting house.  Ava. 
Come come I have a couple of Husbands for ye, grave and rich; and have ordered them to come to day upon a liking, in the mean time trick yourselves up handsomely and prepare to entertain them with discretion.  Cozen. Plotthrift Plot. 
'Slid let's balk the old man, stand close  Ava. 
Well I must straight to the Exchange, where possibly I may meet them and conduct 'em hither.  Exit. Plot. 
Save ye Ladies! we are somewhat bold to interupt your privacies.  Coz. 
But we hope to find an easy pardon.  Luc. 
That's easily granted Gentlemen.  Plot. 
No doubt on't.  Coz. 
I durst have thought as much ere I came in.  Cla. 
A very pretty humour; their both handsome men, pray heaven I misconstrue not their errand.  Plot. 
Madam so strange a curiosity has urged me to this boldness, I found it vain to resist: And to be plain we came with a resolution to love and serve you; smile on me? Madam, I'm yours body and soul.  Luc. 
Very blunt and pathetical!  Cla. 
Troth I see I must be fain to put myself forward, Sir methinks you might be doing.  Coz. 
Doing Madam?  Cla. 
Yes doing something.  Coz. 
Faith any thing with you Madam.  Cla. 
Ha' ha' ha', now he comes on two fast:  Plot: 
Now am I so mad with love, that by my virginity, I shall never be sober till you quit me of that oath.  Luc. 
Then you may chance to die raving.  Plot. 
Say you so? If I do, I am resolved my Ghost shall walk and haunt you till it fright you into the same condition.  Cla. 
How shall I know that?  Coz. 
Now I think on't my affection's in expressable.  Cla. 
Well excused however.  Plot. 
Come what say ye, shall we make a mad match on't  Luc. 
As how I pray?  Plot. 
Why, make a resolution to love one another, reciprocally in spite of Fate and the malice of the Devil.  Luc. 
Suppose I make this blind covenant, and you or I after we have feasted our appetites with those delights, may chance to clog our stomaches, and then turn to neglect, and fail in your appointed Articles, what shall be the forfeit for every such default?  Plot. 
Why faith on your side to be tongue tied, and lie alone.  Luc. 
Good, and on yours— Cuckoldom, or so.  Plot. 
Agreed i'faith.  Luc. 
In faith agreed.  Coz. 
One denial more, and by the love I bear you, which is as safe and sound as any roach, i'll turn Astronomer and hate all women in general.  Cla. 
Well, hang't for once i'll make a blind bargain on't and buy a pig in a poke?  Plot. 
And how goes squares Ben.  Coz. 
Faith, very roundly! we have made a short cut on't.  Plot. 
So, so, then we'll be merry, laugh and lie down, dance and sing in spite of the old man's opposition, but firs● let's sing, what say ye Ladies?  Luc. 
What you please.  Cla. 
I, I, come come, we'll help to make a Chorus.  Sung by Plotthrift and Cozen. 

What need we use many beseeches  
Or trouble our brain with long speeches.  
If we love 'tis enough  
Hang Poetical stuff  
As the rule of Honesty teaches  
Chor. If we love 'tis enough  
Hang Poetical stuff  
As the rule of honesty teaches.   

2.  
Why should we stand whining like fools  
Or woe by platonical rules  
If they love we'll repaid  
If not let 'em say't  
What need they the help of the Schools.  
Cho. If they love etc.   

3.  
But this must be won by Romances  
And that by verse and fine dances  
A third does delight  
In a song yet at night.  
You must crack a string which she fancies.  
Cho. A third does delight, etc.   

4.  
This must be extolled to the sky;  
That you can get, do but flatter and lie.  
But that Ladi's for me  
That loves fine and free  
As real and ready as I.  
Cho. But that Ladi's for me  
That loves fine and free  
As real and ready as I.   Luc. 
I protest a very pleasant one.  Cla. 
Of your own composure I suppose.  Plot. 
An abstract drawn from our humour and disposition, Madam.  Cla. 
'Tis well aired too.  Coz. 
You jeer Madam.  Cla. 
You mistake Sir.  Enter Priscilla. Pris. 
Madam Lucibella your Father's coming down street with two Gentlemen homeward.  Plot, 
Upon my life Aquinto the Mountebank and Cornelio the Coffee-man, what  do Ben.  Coz. 
Let them come we'll not bauk them we'll wheedle them into an opinion that we were acting in their behalf aforehand that they might be entertained with more familiarity and greater courtesy.  Plot. 
And for the old Man, Ladies with your leaves we'll undertake to allay his pettish humour.  Luc. 
Well Gentlemen use your own discretion.  Coz. 
And you yours with your new Suitors.  Cla. 
Sir, they enter.  Enter Avaritius. Ava. 
Come Daughters— how?— here's a new trick i'faith— Pray Gentlemen what acquaintance have you here.  Plot. 
O Sir,  Ava. 
O me no O's sir, ye own me nothing sir.  Coz. 
But pray sir.  Ava. 
Pray me no prays sir, pray to God if— youare so minded sir, Pray sir quoth A—  Plot. 
'Slid sir ye are a man of the perversest humour, that ever I met since I sucked milk; what are you sir, that you'll neither be spoken too nor give an Answer.  Coz. 
One would ha'thought your age and long experience should have taught you more civility to strangers, then thus to tyrannize, though in your own house.  Ava. 
You say well sir.  Clar. 
However they come to know it, 've nicked his humour right, Th' old man's chollar falls.  Plot. 
Now sir youare something more a man—  Ava. 
What then? speak.  Plot. 
Why pray sir.  Ava. 
Pray sir again?  Plot. 
— Have but a little patience and i'll tell you the whole story.—  Ava. 
Story? that were fine i'faith, do I stand here to hear stories? Sir tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.  quoth he. Coz. 
Why so ye shall if you'll but lend an ear—  Ava. 
No Sir i'll lend neither of my ears.  Coz. 
Then keep 'em till the Pillory claims it own.  Luc. 
Nick, Nick.  Cla. 
Excellent!  Plot. 
I see he's uncapable of any civil society, i'll e'en rant him, Ben. observe my stile.  Coz. 
Enough, proceed.  Plot. 
Venerable Sir, I shall take my leave— hark ye sir, I shall have something to say t'ye in some other place, for extortion and bribery the two dam'd sins o'th' age.  Coz. 
You may remember sir the defference between you and young Mr. Lavish concerning a mortgage, where you had like to have screwed him to part with one half of his Estate to secure the other.  Plot. 
And then to stop his mouth compounded with him for half in half.  Ava. 
Gentlemen—  Coz. 
Nay this is not all.  Coz. 
Remember sir how ye abused his Highness' bounty, which was to be distributed amongst six Justice of Peace for their good service i'th' sickness time, when you with your two comrades, got it into your own hands, you cast out the other three Justices and proved your own carvers.  Ava. 
How—  Plot. 
Nay sir there's a Petition like to be exhibited by Justice Gizzard and the other two injured parties, 'twas a high indignity, and his Highness must know it.  Cla. 
'Tis fit he should by this light.  Ava. 
Well Gentlemen, I must withdraw, I beg your pardons— O my sad heart, what to do, what to do!  Exit Luc. 
Is he gone?  Plot. 
I'll warrant you for ever returning till we are gone.  Coz. 
We nettled his Justiceship i'faith.  Enter Pris. 
What news now.  Pris. 
Here's Don Aquinto and Cornelio are very desirous to see you Ladies.  Plot. 
Prithee entertain 'em a while i'th' Hall and show them the fine pictures. Ladies these are the men whose spokesmen we are to represent, and first Don Aquinto the mountebank, is one who spends all his estate besides his little brains in inventing hard words for sublime Courtship and employing others to take precedents out of the greatest wits in Christendom for that purpose.  Coz. 
The other in his expression so low and blunt, that an hour with him is an absolute divertisement.  Cla. 
Hark is not that their tread?— noise of feet.  Plot. 
Doubtless, let us retire Ladies for fear of maring your pastime.  Luc. 
Pray do if you please, behind the Arras away, away,  They conceal themselves. Luc. Clar. Aquin. Corn. Aquin. 
I have heard of Cherubins and Seraphins, but never saw I Angels clothed in flesh before.  Luc. 
A high sublime conceit.  Plot. 
Pox 'twas a compliment an Age ago made to two Persons of Honour by a student of Cajus Col. an intimate friend of mine.  Cor. 
Mrs. Clara, let me not live to fill one dish of Coffee more, but die like a fool suddenly without making my will if I don't love ye— most hearty.  Cla. 
Thank ye, thank ye.  Aquin. 
All the Celestial beauties of the heavens, compounded in one only object, could not more afflict and press these weaker optics which (as those lesser lights called stars, do vanish and disappear at Phoebus' rising glory) are as it were obscured by your too glorious aspect.  Luc. 
Methinks you should have done well to have brought a preservative against weakness of eyes along with you knowing what a powerful object they were to encounter.  Aquin. 
True Madam, but men that are employed about affairs beyond the moon, cannot stoop to consider matters subluminary; those men whose larger souls still aim at things immortal, know not how to condescend to converse with inferial mortality.  Cor. 
I Madam, you may say what you please, but I protest my heart is as full of love, as a Church bucketfull of water.  Cla. 
Good, or as an empty oystershel's full of brains.  Cor. 
What you please Madam.  Luc. 
You much oblige me Sir  
And I could wish ye had spent your Ceraphick courtship.  
On a more worthy and deserving object.  Aquin. 
Pardon me Madam,  
I must not bear you set so low an estimate  
On your high merit: I must be bold  
To rectify your judgement, and inform you  
Of a mistake; that none but your fair self  
Durst have committed without apparent 〈◊〉,  
Namely that you should seem to intimate  
Your matchless self, excelled by any she  
How beauteous soever. I could 〈◊〉 over  
The various features of all foreign beauty's  
English, Italian, French and Dutch  
Such vast experience has much travel taught me  
With the Fashions, Customs, Laws, con●…ions  
Allowed and ratified to each of these:  
And yet all these and many more famed places  
Are destitute of half that excellency  
And divinity you still bear about you.  Plot. 
What a plaguy company of lies the Rogue has wound upon one bottom.  Luc. 
Your language Sir has spoken you worldly, and withal I am so well certified of your generosity and nobleness, that I must needs blush and own the conquest you already gained over my affection and weakness. I heard your noble Friend speak in your 〈…〉 as greedily as griping Misers listen to the wills of of their deceased friends wherein they are possessed of large reve●….  Aquin. 
He's my dearest and most faithful friend whom I am proud to intrust with the disposeing of my most nice affairs.  Luc. 
Sir, he shall be ever ●…ceptable as from you.  Aquin. 
Immortal thanks, divinest Lady!  Cla. 
Well Signior Cornelia; here's my hand, and as I love pi●…y— thou art a pretty fellow, would I were a young wench for thy sake.  Cor. 
O Madam, I take you at your wish i'faith. I'll e'en to the old Justice immediately: slid i'm so o'erjoyed,— I know not how ●…y breeches hang, farewell sweet Madam: I must strait to Plotthrift and tell him this good news, farewell sweet Mistress.  Luc. 
Sweet servant yours.  Exit Cor. Aquin. 
Madam some extraordinary affairs exact my presence at Exchange, I humbly take my leave and shall never be forgetful to employ my friend in my own absence to commemorate my best services to your honoured self, your servant sweet Ladies.  Both 
Yours Sir.  Luc. 
we'll 〈◊〉 you out.  Aquin. 
By no means Ladies, you shall excuse me.  exit. Plot. Cousin. Luc. Cla. Both. 
Ha', ha', ha', ha'.  Luc. 
How now Gentlemen, could you hear all this while and not be realous.  Cla. 
Faith Coz. how didst like it, did we not play our parts worthy your applause.  Cor. 
O incomparably.  Plot. 
Faith I seared all had been spoiled, yea jeered them so home.  Luc. 
Nay they're less beholding to Nature for allowing 'em so many ounces of beard, scearsly to one dram of apprehension.  Cla. 
Come what shall we do.  Luc. 
I what indeed.  Cla. 
Faith and troth let's take a walk together, and so with a littla fresh air digest our late pleasant banquet.  Coz. 
With all our hearts, and then we'll consider more leisurely about accomplishing our desired ends.  Plot. 
Faith well advised, come let's away we shall o'erreach their graveties.  
— As wisely said Lucullus  
Old men are fools, when young men seek to gull us.   
Explicit Act second.   

Act third,  

Scene first.  Enter Eusames about to throw himself upon the point of his sword and Florentio putting it off with his foot: Eus. 
Pursue me not Florentio! let me die,  
Since she is guilty of inconstancy  Flo. 
Can you so much your Christian thoughts forsake  
To murder life for a false woman's sake?  Eus. 
Can you endure so much misery  
Still to be dying and yet never die?  Flo. 
Can you so soon to misery bid farewel,  
To meet with endless miseries in hell?  
Suppress this passion or it will undo  
Those noble arts which you have studied too,  
Confound (what hitherto 've gained) a Fame:  
Destroy your parts and murder your good Name.  Eus. 
What friendly council's given with what ease  
By those who never felt the like disease!  
But I 〈◊〉 ●…ower to perform what you give:  
〈…〉 afford me means to live!  
〈…〉 delay longer dispense  
No 〈…〉 my patience,  
〈…〉 thoughts forthwith fulfil,  
〈…〉 pursue my suit and 〈◊〉 my will. offers to kill himself.  Flo. 
Once more consider: that you run a course  
'gainst honour and virtue! nay what's worse  
Offend those sacred. Deities, who preserve  
Our lives that we their pious Laws observe.  
'tis not your dying thus that can recover  
Your lost content, for though a desperate lover.  
Self murder makes you die in flames for ever,  
From whence there's no recovery! no never!  Eus. 
〈…〉 and will forgive!  Flo. 
When you destroy that life which they did give●  
〈…〉 glorious a crime to commit  
Out of presumption of a 〈◊〉 for it.  Eus. 
These morals all are 〈◊〉 away in me  
Who 〈…〉 and misery!  
I am past reason therefore 〈◊〉 in●ain  
〈…〉 things again.  
Since fair Ermenia does so inconstant prove,  
〈…〉 (offers again)  Flo. 
〈…〉 forbear!  
〈…〉  
〈…〉  
That 〈…〉 before my Eyes!  
Or do you think Florentio 〈…〉  
One happy hour 〈…〉  
〈…〉, which cease to do  
Or else by your dying I'll die too!  Eus. 
I live Florentio that thou mayest not die.  Flo. 
Friend's self murder's Friendships cruelty.  Eus. 
But how shall I Ermenia's love obtain,  
To hope for favour now is but in vain?  Flo. 
Nothing impossible with the powers above.  Eus. 
O that they would but petty one in love!  Flo. 
Come fear it not: all things will work forth'best  
Mean time to sleep, your passion wants some rest.  Exeunt.  

Scene second.  Enter Plotthrift. and Cozen. Plot. 
NOw what think you on't Ben?  Coz. 
Faith but indifferent.  Plot. 
I have a double fear: I feel a kind of an itch of honesty within me, down right honesty to Lucibella.  Coz. 
And I to Clara as I am a Christian.  Plot, 
But I fear ' will never agree with us long.  Coz. 
As much fear I.  Plot. 
And then the small comfortable lives the poor wretches will have.  Coz. 
Nay I must confess they will be well hoped up with two stayed husbands.  Plot. 
Yes like town bulls riding upon all they can leap. But hanghed handsome English Girls and good fortunes may tie us close to their tails in tyme.  Coz. 
O fie banish the conceit of Marriage! (in a jeering way.) what lose all the pleasures of a single life, to be constraned to the humour of one foolish Woman? no visiting of the Taverns without a peal from home; no courting of a handsome Lady without a score of scratches and the like; these were your own words sir.  Plot. 
Well they were so, I deny it not, nor am I yet resolved to do't: yet I am prompted much, Money and Beauty are two taking bats and must prevail.  Coz. 
Well conclude and i'll join with you, either put forward or draw off: I dare swear they are honest.  Plot. 
Of that let's make a sound trial.  Coz. 
Agreed.  Plot. 
To what an honest part my labours tend,  
No roguery but has some honest end▪  
Lets to them.  Enter Lucibella and Clara. Coz. 
See here they are,  Plot. 
So, so, now Ben. follow my free fawning way directly and observe my motions.  Coz. 
Enough.  Plot. 
O my dear Luci.  Coz. 
O my dear Clara.  Luc. 
O dear Gentlemen.  Cla. 
Well met.  Plot. 
Whither march you Ladies?  Luc. 
To visit sir.  Plot. 
Who Lady? Man, Woman, Boy or Girl or what?  Luc. 
You are very inquisitive.  Plot. 
'Tis the nature of the Country Madam.  Luc. 
'Tis not your Nature I hope.  Plot. 
Perhaps while I am here, no longer.  Luc. 
Pray heaven it be not. (aside)  
Why to tell you true, we are going to neither man, woman, boy nor girl, but yet may meet many.  Cla. 
We are going to the Physic Garden at the City gate end.  Coz. 
Please you Ladies we'll wait upon you thither.  Plot. 
What say you Madam?  Luc. 
Pardon us fir, not for want of Love or respect but fear of our Father's meeting us, or some of his Acquaintance, we desire to be excused.  Cla. 
Besides it may be a means to obstruct our future appointment.  Coz. 
You council well Lady.  Plot. 
I must confess that love is ill grounded that destroys itself through ignorance, yet Ladies ere we part let's beg the happiness of your company to take a glass of wine, here is a private Tavern at hand, besides your Masques blinds all discovery whatsoever.  Luc. 
Though Sir to grant your request is a thing as unusual with us, as those that never did, yet to assure you of the good esteem I have of you and your company, for my part I consent.  Cla. 
Then I must yield too.  Coz. 
You honour us.  Exeunt. Enter presently again in a Tavern with a drawer. Plot. 
Please to name your wine Ladies.  Luc. 
What you like best Sir.  Plot. 
Canary I esteem.  Luc. 
'Tis granted.  Draw. 
Canary: you shall Sir,  Exit Drawer. Plot. 
Now Lady we are blest above the proudest of our former wishes, this happiness was like a thing desired but far from expectation, as men forlorn and wretched being content to die and sure to suffer, wish to live, although they fully 〈…〉  Coz. 
〈…〉  Luc. and Cla. 
We 〈…〉  Luc. 
And hope 〈…〉  〈◊〉 
〈…〉  〈◊〉 
〈…〉  〈◊〉 
〈…〉  〈◊〉 
〈…〉  〈◊〉 
〈…〉  〈…〉 Plot. 
Here's the w●… and now 〈…〉 fill out drawer.  Dr. 
Here 〈◊〉 i'll 〈…〉 〈…〉  Plot. 
Well 〈…〉  Dr. 
Yo●… 〈…〉 〈…〉  Plot. 
〈…〉  Luc. 
Nay 〈…〉  Plot. 
〈…〉 dishes full 〈…〉  Luc. 
〈…〉  Coz. 
〈…〉  Cla. 
Thank 〈…〉  Plot. 
What thinst you of an Air or two. (to Cousin  Coz. 
'Twood not do much amiss.  Plot. 
Ho Drawer.  Enter Drawer. Dr. 
Your will Sir.  Plot. 
Are the old Musicians in the house?  Dr. 
Yes Sir.  Plot. 
Employed?  Dr. 
No Sir.  Plot. 
Send them in.  Dr. 
I shall sir.  exit Drawer. Plot. 
Now Ladies are you for a melancholy Love story, or a merry Tavern catch?  Luc. 
O fie, Love in a Tavern is as ridiculous as wine in an Alehouse.  Enter Musicians. Plot. 
Then come musicians let's hear the Tavern catch I gave you when I was here last.  Mu. 
Yes Sir.  

The Song.  
COme let us be frolic and call for our tipple,  
Our pockets we'll empty & our veins we will fill  
For Sack we'll not lack, nor will we be griple  
But carouse in despite of the two Topped Hill  
Chorus. Parnassus shall pass us  
Nor will we inquire  
For the front of the Musses  
'tis Sack we desire.   

Let the Frenchman delight in his white wine & red  
His vinide paree is but pitiful gear  
'tis the brave Spanish liquor that brings us to bed,  
It charms all our senses and frees us from fear.  
Cho. we'll banish the Rhenish,  
White Metheglin and brown,  
'tis Sack we do love, so let it go down.   they drink round. Plot. 
How like you this?  Luc. and Cla. 
Very well.  Plot. 
There's for your pains. gives money.  Coz. 
There's something more. more money.  Mu. 
Thank you Gentlemen.  Plot. 
Farewell, Exeunt Musicians. my heart misgives me. softly to Cozen.  Coz. 
I am something startled too. softly again to Plot.  Plot. 
Hang't now we are in we must through.  Luc. 
Come, come Gentlemen, underfavour this whispering I fear portends no good.  Coz. 
No hurt I'll assure you.  They draw the Ladies severally into two back rooms. Luc. 
Whether tend you Sir.  Plot. 
Only into the inner room Madam for more air.  Cla. 
Your meaning.  Coz. 
Very harmless.  Exeunt. Enter Drawer half drunk. Dr. 
Now while they are whispering may I civilly steal a glass of wine of two: I have enough I confess: but the Proverb says enough will have more, and I will not cross it, yet this Canary is such a perilous liquor 'twill turn you a man's head so long round that at last it will set it where his heels should be (drinks) as for example. reels.  A Bell rings within. 
But stand up Zachary the Bell does ring,  
I dare not stay delay does danger bring.  Exit. Enter Plot. and Luci. Luc. 
For shame sir cease to prosecute a suit so beneath your worth, and prejudicial to my reputation: I must not hear you.  Plo. 
What a misery is this to be forbidden to complain.  Enter Cozen and Clara. Cla. 
Fie as you are a Gentleman urge it no more.  Coz. 
Reflect upon my misery and imitate the Gods in mercy.  Cla. 
Rather the Fiends should it be so.  Luc. 
I can now think you no better than a counterfeit Atheist that would desire thus to allure me from my purity.  Cla. 
The Gods see every thing: Nature nor Art can any thing conceal from them.  Luc. 
Should I be guilty of so foul a fault, I should impoverish myself to nothing banckarupting my good Name and reputation, which who wants is a companion for such wild people as never heard the Name of virtue, riches are fortunes trifles, neither to be despised nor doted on, but well used.  
Poor virtue is most rich, and virtue itself  
Was by the Ancients held the greatest wealth.  Plot. 
In your discourse you are too much a Stoic.  Coz. 
Young Ladies should not be so utterly void of all compassion.  Luc. 
I must leave you.  Plot. 
Not without hope of comfort, let me but taste of that which Crowns you famous, your Virginity.  Luc. 
I trespass on my Modesty to hear you, come sister. offers to go out.  Plot. 
Stay Ladies.  Luc. 
You have changed your countenance, your looks now promise you civil.  Cla. 
You are something altered too. to Coz.  Plot and Coz knelt. Plot. 
Lady's thus low we bend, and rather wish our knees grafted to the ground, then rise without a double pardon: not only to forgive but to forget.  Coz. 
Yet thus much we'll say on our own behalves, we had no end or aim to do as we desired, but find away to search out your affections.  Luc. and Cla. 
Can this be true?  Plot. and Coz. 
As Oracle.  Luc. 
Then rise.  
Here then does all our former love rejoin.  
Pray heaven yours may be as pure as mine.  Plot. 
If ere I move the like attempt-agen  
Impute me not the base, but worst of men.  Cla. 
I love you now as well as ere I did  
Pray heaven you love me so, heaven forbidden.  
But that I should.  Plot. 
Since now we have vowed a constant faith on all sides, I think it requisite to work a means to complete our happiness.  Luc. 
That we must leave to you.  Plot. 
But we'll plainly tell you, lest hereafter you repent, we have no worldly fortune but what our outsides promise: yet within you'll find honest hearts.  Luc. 
That's sufficient.  Cla. 
My Father has Gold enough.  Coz. 
I and has the wit to keep it close enough.  Luc. 
Phew, have you no trick for that?  Plot. 
Troth I have a brain seldom empty of invention, I'll set my wheels a working and make trial of one exploit.  Cla. 
Sister we shall be late home.  Luc. 
I go, gentlemans farewel good fortune speed your study.  Coz. 
We shall attend you on the morrow.  Luc. 
We shall expect you.  Exeunt Lucibella and Clara. Coz. 
Now we are new men.  Plot. 
New married men that shall be shortly, well may we thrive no worse in that state than we have in the Bachelors and are happy still.  Coz. 
But we waste time.  Plot. 
True we have deep chests to dive into, it requires a great deal of cunning to contrive it honestly, or at least without the Bar plea Felony.  
— This once done  
The fools are theated, and our loves are won.  Exeunt  
Finis Actus Tertii.   

Act fourth.  

Act fourth. Scene the First.  Eus. 
COnvey this Letter Coz. unto my Lord Gonzetto, you know his lodgings, deliver it into his own hands.  Boy. 
Uncle I shall.  exit Boy. Eus 
What grudge in thee procures the new grown hate  
Of thy Ermenia? what unhappy fate  
Has fixed her heart against thee, O that she  
Should violate her vows of Constancy,  
To make me miserable: I see 'twere fit  
That Lovers vows upon the sands were writ.  Enter Florentio Plotthrift and Cozen. 
What are these? I must be gone.  exit. Flo. 
Your company Gentlemen does oblige me much.  Plot. 
Alas excuse us Sir, it is not such  
Is worth your thanks, much less your obligation  
Think it but worthy of your acceptation  
And you will highly honour us since we know  
For your favours many thanks we one.  Flo. 
Come let's not further compliments commence  
Your love to me extends all recompense.  
I have a suit to you.  Plot. 
Name it and 'tis granted if it be  
w'thin compass of my capacity.  
Or my Friends.  Coz. 
Most willingly.  Flo. 
I doubt it not Sir.  
I have a friend deeply engaged (indeed contracted) to the Lady Armenia, you know her questionless.  Coz. 
The Lord Gonzett's Deity.  Flo. 
The same my question is whether you think her inclinable to Gonzetto or any other?  Plot. 
Troth I think indifferent to any, but a little bending to Gonzetto by reason of the weight of riches he throws on her.  Flo. 
Very probable.  Coz. 
But he's fire all over for her.  Flo. 
'Tis hotly reported so sir.  Plot. 
Pardon me sir that I dive into your thoughts, the Gentleman you speak of is as I presume your friend by name Eusames. I am bold in explaining, but assure yourself and him sir, i'll be his friend and Agent and can do much with Ermenia, and will.  Flo. 
In so doing you will obleidge two friends at once, the one sick of Love and despair: the other of sorrow for his friends misfortunes. I was once his poor Agent too, and then she promised faithfully to embrace him with all former love and respect: but she had no sooner set her eye upon this glistering Lord but she forgets her vows as if they were of no consequence.  Plot. 
I know all circumstances, I will be very serviceable and I hope successful, I shall lose opportunities, therefore for the present farewell.  Flo. 
To morrow sir i'll wait on you, till then adieu.  exeunt severally.  

Scene second.  Enter Eusames as in a field. 
HOw am I over press't'ween hope and fear!  
'Tis past the time and yet he is not here.  
Would he would come.  
— Delays in misery and love.  
Would breed impatience in Olymphick Jove.  Enter Gonzetto. 
O here he is: I joy you are come Sir.  Gon. 
Yes I am, draw  They fight Gonzetto stamps and enters a Guard. Eus. 
I am ready.  Gon. 
Secure him in Fetters till further order.  Guar. 
We shall my Lord.  exit Gonzetto. Eus. 
Ha! is it so base Gonzetto.  Guard. 
You are bold Sir.  Eus. 
You are impudent Bandogs, how am I conquered with oppression! If you are men of civility permit a Gentleman a minute's consideration, your reward shall not be wanting and the limits I'm now confined in, is a sufficient security for me your prisoner.  Guard. 
We will obleidge you so far Sir.  Fus. 
Do so and i'll be grateful.  The guard withdraws. 
Unfortunate Eusames.  
Who hast endured the raging of the sea  
To enjoy two blessings Love and Liberty  
And art no sooner well arrived on shore  
But both are lost as much as was before.  
Arm me ye Gods, with patience and content.  
Manly to undergo Imprisonment.  Enter Guard. 
Guard!  
Now i'll walk with you: my guard is strong  
This is too sharp sure to continue long.  Exeunt.  

Scene third.  Enter Plotthrift and Cozen. Coz. 
I have heard much of him.  Plot. 
He is our Countryman, and of rare endowments, genteel Parentage, and heir to a good fortune, had it not been consumed by his Parents, for which poor wretch he suffers.  Coz. 
She's very cruel to slight him, and settle her affections elsewhere considering the contract.  Plot. 
I shall plead Scripture and prick her conscience I fear ere she and I part.  Coz. 
Do so, i'll work the way cross on my Lord's side farewell.  Plot. 
Adeiu Coz.  exit Cousin, enter Florentio: Flo. 
Well met again Sir.  Plot. 
I was just a going to the Lady.  Flo. 
'Tis too little purpose I fear.  Plot. 
The reason.  Flo. 
Why Eusames out of a mad vein this Even. challenged Gonzetto who met him with a Guard and clapped him up.  Plot. 
Yet not a pin the worse: for you shall see.  
To morrow Morn he's at liberty.  Flo. 
It will be welcome news.  Plot. 
Well fear it not.  
If I'm deceived I'll never trust a plot.  Exeunt.  

Scene fourth.  Enter Ermenia and Priscilla. Erm. 
'TIs strange.  Pris. 
'Tis true Madam.  
We meet it in the vulgar mouth: besides  
I had it from the Captain of the guard  
Who by command sirprised Eusames prisoner.  Erm. 
Leave me. exit Pris.  
So strange a boldness is familiar  
With men of noble Births, that though they fall  
So low, that others think 'em worthless; yet  
They of themselves still hold the same esteem.  
And (what this Age thinks most ridiculous)  
Behave themselves as high, though not so wealthy.  
Such is Eusames fate: whose love at first,  
I entertained, because 'twas as rich as great:  
But now being fallen from his high estate,  
Still thinks himself as worthy of my love  
As ere: yet something I fain would do—  Enter Plotthrift. Plot. 
Well met Madam.  Er. 
Thank you Sir.  Plot. 
I am come to chide you Madam, pardon me.  Erm. 
To chide me sir?  Plot. 
I you Madam, you once loved a Gentleman named Eusames.  Erm. 
O heavens! is my breach of sacred Covenants made common.  Plot. 
Nay and was contracted to him.  Erm. 
Too true indeed!  Plot. 
Too true! nay ne'er repent: although his fortunes low, had you but given him content he might have raised himself, indeed I needs must blame you.  Erm. 
Proceed no further good sir, I am touched to the quick, and heaven knows I am something troubled.  Plot. 
Something, it must be altogether ere I leave you Madam, recall that love you have settled on Gonzetto, and render it to Eusames as his due: he poor man languishes in prison for love of you by base Gonzetto's means, spend no time in recanting but use your utmost endeavour to gain his liberty.  Ermenia in a Maze wakes. Erm. 
I can hear no more.  Plot. 
'Slid but you shall! unnatural woman could you think the Gods had no blessing in store for his great virtue? whose merit could purchase heaven itself.  
(Reverently spoke) aside  Erm. 
Pray leave and hear me.  Plot. 
O are you touched,  
Hear me? what can you say; alas invention's barren in your cause, a double fee could not procure one word to stand in your defence. Did you not vow, protest and swear yourself a real votaress to his desires. Did he not with a true and faithful heart when he was in his height of happiness honour & serve you. And do you think it now reason sufficient to slight and disaffect him because fortune at presant frowns upon him! ha'! do you think there's desert in nought but money? O unworthy? your corrupt soul belies your form and beauty, and ere I go i'll cleanse it, if that your breast be penetrable to aught that's good.  Erm. 
O no more!  
Why should you ring and twist that heart that is already broke, I love Eusames and though orepoured a while, I have not signified the force of passion as I was wont, yet be shall soon apprehend a sudden thaw in that affection which he presumed was totally another's.  Plot. 
Noble maid.  
Pardon the harsh conjecture that I made, i'll use no more for fear my fond conceit fall into relapse, I leave you, and with such a blessing as dying Fathers give their only sons, or saints to their penetant votaries.  exit. Erm. 
Worthy Eusames, unto whom I own,  
All that my utmost bounty can bestow!  
I will be plain and real in my Love  
Which may thy anger yet thy pardon move:  
In holy writ, many did choose by art  
Asarafice, but nothing like a broken heart.  Exit.  

Scene fifth.  Enter Avaritius with a Letter Lucibella Clara. Ava. 
Go to England.  Luc. 
'Tis very true sir.  Ava. 
Her letter declares that discontent caused her sudden departure, I hope neither of you were unkind to her.  Luc. 
I hope she speaks of no such thing.  Cla. 
Rightly she cannot.  Ava. 
I'm something troubled: but must wave it, this is a day appointed for other considerations: a happy day for your Daughters, that must make your fortunes: my great care has wrought it, and yours must be as great to entertain it: they are gentlemen at all points, that when you are married will love, embrace and chain themselves to your observance: nay a great part of their Estates too are tied in a jointure which makes up the harmony, you are contented girls are you not?  Luc. 
A Husbands welcome, and as an humble wife I'll entertain him (but not the Him you mean) the gentleman I have well observed, and he may please too: It is your pleasure I should make him mine, and it has been still my duty to observe you.  Cla. 
I sir as obediently submit to your pleasure in embracing Cornelio.  Ava. 
Good girls, come let's go in then: I love your modesties to marrow I hope you'll look more womenly.  Exeunt.  

Scen. Sixth.  Enter Gonzetto reading a Letter. 
My Lord!  
Pardon me that I am a little retired, the cause shall be made evident to your honour on the morrow being my Cousin's wedding day: I have informed my Uncle by letter that I am gone towards England, if he acquaint you therewith, pray contradict it not, not yet fear but at his house to morrow I will meet your embraces, I am and will be more  
Your Honours at command Ermenia.  
Well 'tis honestly done, but pish Ermenia can't be false: so much beauty cannot harbour a double heart, I see it is not wealth nor riches can purchase a fair soul, nor had my presents of gold ere gained a smile, had not the influence of my Agents eloquence worked it. O happy man am I that shall possess that matchless beauty Venice can boast off, that honest heavenly heart that can't withdraw a while but must acquaint her love and Lord. Well Cousin thou that hast been the Author of my endless bliss expect a high reward.  Enter Cozen. 
See here he is, welcome my noble friend, claim the performance of that high promised reward I gave the, upon condition thou couldst any way win Ermenia to marry me, see here her hand to confirm this same. shows the letter.  Coz. 
I hope by this my Lord you are assured she was not courted slightly.  Gon. 
No thou hast been diligent and work's effectually, my hand and seal to the Deputy of my Exchequer for five hundred Crowns shall be thy recompense. within there Pego.  Enter Pego. Pe. 
My Lord.  Gon. 
Ink and paper.  Pe. 
'Tis at hand my Lord.  A Table set forth with standish and paper. Gon. writes a note and gives it to Cozen. Gon. 
Take that and with a promise upon my honour to advance the upon any request.  Coz. 
Your Honour's bountiful, and for my part I must make an humble acknowledgement, such is my obligation to the merit that I should think my best of labours crowned in that Act could serve you.  Gon. 
Thou art honest and excellent, I shall see you to morrow questionless at the Nuptials.  Coz. 
'Tis very likely.  Gon. 
Till then farewell.  exit Gonzetto. Coz. 
Good day to your Lordship.  
Now Plothrift if thou thriv'st as well as I,  
'Tis a completed piece of Roguery.  Exit.  

Scene seventh.  Eusames in prison. 
UNto the Man imprisoned, black and obscure is the clear beauty of the brightest day: through Iron grates he only sees the light and thereby does increase his misery. Those whom he doth perceive in joy to pass, augment his wretchedness by making him to think that thus I lately was myself. But may I die abhorred by mankind if I repine at all. Arm ye gods my love with constancy of mind that she may never forget the love of her Eusames. O Ermenia! the exquisitest tortures that by invention ere were made, for the I would think sports and undergo.  
Mayest thou live happily and free from care  
And all my miseries of no momentare.  Enter Jailor and Ermenia in man's habit. Ja. 
There he is Sir.  Erm. 
there's for thy kindness Jailor.  Ja. 
Thank you sir.  exit Jailor. Er. 
How do you sir.  Eus. 
Well.  Er. 
Not so well as I could wish you.  Eus. 
As well as I could wish myself and that's sufficient, you are mistaken sir in me, I am no base metal to be changed at every puff of wind: imprisonment is the least of terrors to daunt a true courageous heart.  Er. 
Nay be not so hasty: I kindly come to visit you.  Eus. 
I kindly thank you then.  Enter Gonzetto. Con. 
So sir are you sorry yet for your late desperate rudeness. speaking to Eusames  Eus. 
Sorry! no i'll ne'er be sorry had I a term of life and liberty could last for ever, and you could give it me, yes and would, for all or more i'd ne'er be reconciled to base Gonzetto's, as ignoble in heart, as made noble by thy Titles.  Enter Jailor. Gon. 
Jailor.  
Double fetter him.  Er. 
You are too cruel sir.  Gon. 
You speak in vain sir.  Er. 
'Tis against the Law: he is no Felon.  Gon. 
It shall be done.  Er. 
It shall?  Gon. 
It shall. you are too bold.  Er. 
No more than I can justify. Jailor forbear: look there high swelling Lord.  
Throws him Eusames his pardon purchased from the Duke.  Eus. 
My pardon purchased by a stranger: 'tis very strange!  Er. 
'Tis very true.  Gon. 
Well Jailor you may release him.  exit Gon. Er. 
O thank your honour for nothing.  Eus. 
Sir for this your christian courtesy with many thanks my best of services are indebted to your kindness, and all too little to make the least part of requital, yet withal let me entreat one addition of your love: in telling me how or which way you heard of my imprisonment, and upon what grounds you grew so kind to procure my pardon.  Er. 
I heard of your imprisonment by the relation of a friend of yours named Florentio to a friend of mine, one Mr. Plotthrift by whose persuasion and my own pity of your sufferings, I obtained this grant from the Duke for your liberty, more I have to tell you, let's out of this Goal and you shall know all.  Eus. 
Thus heaven has still a friend in store for those  
That have but honest hearts though fiery foes.  Exeunt  

Scene eight.  Enter Plotthrift. Aquinto and Cornelio. Plot. 
NOw Gentlemen judge you whether I have not been very serviceable.  Aquin. 
In that nature that really I think half my Estate a mortgage to you.  Cor. 
Indeed I did not doubt your prevailing at the long run, but in so short a time that your expedition deserves a double reward.  Aquin. 
My brother and I ere long shall study to requite you, but in the interim pray accept of a few crowns in this bag. gives a bag.  Plot. 
Well Gentlemen I thank you, and if the like or any other service lies in me to oblige you, you may command it, for the present i'll take my leave.  Aquin. 
Are you in haste pray? if your occasions will permit, we entreat your good company to a glass of excellent wine at a friends house of mine at the other end of the town.  Plot. 
All other concerns in me are laid aside to serve you.  Aquin. 
Come then we'll call on my Father Avaritius and thither presently.  Cor. 
withal my heart.  Plot 
So my design is laid: but 'tis the end aside  
Must crown the work: so fortune be my friend.  Exeunt,  
Finis Actus quarti.   

Act fifth  

Scene first.  Enter Cousin, Florentio and Eusames disguised with vizards. Coz. 
I wonder they come not.  Flo. 
'Tis very late.  Eus. 
Are we set right?  Coz. 
Exactly in the place appointed,  Flo. 
Hush I hear a trampling.  Enter Plotthrift with a bag and Avaritius. Ava. 
Heaven send us safe home, they did ill to leave us and cross the fields so late.  Plot. 
Come sir fear not what small defence my sword and service may be to you shall not be wanting.  Ava. 
Your bag of money there, may cause some danger: and we have robbing spirits walk the streets at this time of night.  Plot. 
You are very timorous Sir.  They walk off the stage and on again, and they seize on them. Coz. 
Deliver all your money, or you are dead men.  Ava. 
O Murder, murder, murder!  Flo. 
Nay we'll stop your mouthing.  Plot. 
Hellhounds what Devil has stirred you to this madness.  Eus. 
Nay we are not so mad to contend but deliver.  They take away his bag. Plot. 
Villains redeliver my money or take my life and all, or i'll have yours. draws and fights with two.  The other bind Avaritius. Ava. 
Nay pray Gentlemen spare my life and take all I have.  Coz. 
No sir first we'll stop your mouth. gags him.  Plotthrift has routed two and comes and routs the third. Plot. 
Now villain for you.  They fight a great while and at last Coz. runs Plotthrift ungags and raises Avaritius. Plot. 
Come Sir take courage I have saved your life though to my loss of a hundred crowns.  Ava. 
Sir I thank you and if a thousand can make you amends you shall have them.  Plot. 
No Sir i'll only desire your hand being a Justice of the peace, to a small paper which will benefit a friend of mine in a high manner.  Ava. 
That I would most thankfully were I but at home.  Plot. 
Come Sir i'll see you safe at home i'll warrant you.  Ava. 
I thank you good sir, heaven keep of a second brunt.  Plot. 
Near fear it sir.  Ava. 
Will they not meet us again now.  Plot. 
O 'tis not imaginable, they are all desperately wounded and they'll hold it the safer way to cure those then to come and get more.  Ava. 
You have a luccky hand.  exeunt.  

Scen. sceond.  Enter Lucibella, Clara and Ermenia in man's habit. Luc. 
Cousin I much commend you, and much more love you now then ever I did.  Cla. 
Your joys will now increase, never fear it. But breach of contracts is a second hell.  Luc. 
What though his fortunes are at present low, when he enjoys content and happiness in you, you'll quickly see his virtues soon will raise him, I shall wish you much joy in him.  Cla. 
And so shall I.  Er. 
I thank you both, and the like I shall wish you in your elections.  Luc. 
Why I, we never stood wavering, but as soon as we loved a little struck up a blind bargain presently.  Cla. 
We found they were wits and they'll never leave working till they get wealth enough i'll warrant you.  Er. 
But how will you get your portions of your father if you marry against his will.  Luc. 
O we never fear that the wheels of their Noddles are working for that design.  Cla. 
You shall see we'll be married to morrow morn, my Father well pleased by noon, we sporting in bed at night, and as loath to rise early next morn, as any two couple in Christendom.  Er. 
Well i'll pluck up a good spirit too, make a third couple, and see if I can be served the same sauce.  Luc. 
Gramercy Girl.  Cla. 
Hush my father knocks.  Luc. 
Up to my chamber.  Er. 
I'm gone.  exit Ermenia. Enter Avaritius and Plotthrift. Ava. 
O girls had it not been for this courteous Gentleman I had been killed.  Luc. and Cla. 
Killed.  Ava. 
I, killed we were set upon by Rogues, Villains, Thiefs but this Gentleman I thank him preserved me though to his loss of an hundred Crowns. Here Luci take my key of my desk, there lies a bag of two hundred or thereabouts fetch it.  Luc. 
I run sir.  exit Lucibella. Ava. 
Clara call my man bid him bring ink and paper.  Cla. 
I shall sir.  exit Clara. Ava. 
Pray sir sit down and assure yourself whatsoever lies in poor Avaritius his power to oblige you, you may freely command, for this never to be forgotten courtesy.  Plot. 
Pray sir impute this no such obligation, I was bound in nature to defend you.  Ava. 
O Compliment no more, can you oblige me more than save my life from murdering Rebels? no 'tis impossible. Then life nothing more dear.  Enter Lucibella with a bag of money, Clara. Priscilla and servant with a Table, standish and paper. Ava. 
Here accept of this in part of future recompense.  Plot. 
You are liberal sir.  Ava. 
Now sir if you'll please to produce your paper i'll set my hand produces a large paper.  Plot. 
Please you i'll read it to you first sir.  Ava. 
No that will be too tedious, only tell me in two or or three words what it means.  Plot. 
Why a friend of mine lately taxed with a scurvy business and suspiciously imprisoned, this is a narrative of his birth and education, to which if you will be pleased to set your hand, as knowing him it may be a means to procure his Liberty.  Ava. 
That I will willingly, let's see the pen. to his man.  He signs to the paper. Plot. 
Pray sir your hand for a witness. to his man.  Ser. 
What is't sir.  Ava. 
Sirrah don't dispute but write your hand.  Ser. 
I shall sir. writes.  Plot. 
And yours Madam. to Priscilla.  Pris. 
Yes sir. she writes.  Ava. 
Sir for to night I bid you farewell. 'Tis very late and I am very sleepy.  exit Avaritius Servant and Priscilla. Plot. 
Be sure be ready. Is Ermenia above.  Luc. 
Yes.  Plot. 
Within this hour I'll call.  Cla. 
we'll be ready.  Plot. 
Farewell my Dear.  Luc. 
Adeiu Love till anon.  Cla. 
Farewell Brother.  exeunt Luc. and Clara. Plot. 
Now fortune i'll adore thee, thou hast been my Friend indeed. Thou hast signed me a deed that renders me a noble estate, fair Lucibella with thirty thousand Crowns is mine, the like has Cousin with his Clara, my stolen hundred Crowns are doubled too, well i'll to my theiving comrogues and then go find out a Priest,  
Propitious Heavens by this plots success.  
Plothrift is raised to an endless happiness.  Exit.  

Scene third.  Enter Cousin, Florentio and Eusames. Coz. 
EXcellent.  Flo. 
Good.  Eus. 
Ha' ha' ha'.  Coz. 
How savoury the old man smelled when we went about to faggot him.  Flo. 
How like an Owl in an Ive-bush the Rogue looked when we tied him neck and heels.  Eus. 
And made ugly faces when we gauged him.  Flo. 
O he prays for his deliverance.  Coz. 
Plot thrift i'll warrant you will be his bosom friend, and he has cunning enough to squeeze him.  Flo. 
His hundred crowns i'll warrant you are doubled.  Coz. 
They are made thousands by this time I hope or he misses of his aim.  Enter Plotthrift. Flo. 
See here he is.  Plot. 
Ha' ha' ha'! Hellhounds what Devil raised you to this madness? ha', ha', ha'!  Om. 
Ha', ha', ha'!  Coz. 
How fares the old man?  Plot. 
O orejoyed that he's delivered: Gentlemen you are notable rogues and shall be my bosom friends as I am his, see here a slender reward that he has given me.  Coz. 
How Lucibela with thirty thousand crowns.  Plot. 
I think 'tis thirty, I'm sure 'ttwas writ at length because I would not be mistaken, look again.  Coz. 
The like to me with Clara, O happiness beyond expression! let me hug thee for thy cunning!  Plot. 
I think I have plotted fairly, now nothing is wanting but a priest, the Girls are ready at a call.  Eus. 
Is my Ermenia with them.  Plot. 
Yes!  Eus. 
Then Sir to you I own my life: you have loaded me with so many several obligations that I am ready to sink under their wait, and could my wishes but convert themselves into effects it should be my ambition to signify myself an object worthy of your favours, till than I am your everlasting debtor.  Plot. 
You are bountiful in expression, I am more than paid in your favourable acceptance. But come let's go 'tis high time of day.  Flo. 
I can direct you to a priest.  Plot. 
You will oblige us, lead the way you must be Father to us all.  Flo. 
Withal my heart.  exeunt.  

Scene fourth.  Enter Luci, Clara, Erm, Pris. Luc. 
Sure some ill fortune has betided them or crossed their designs.  Cla. 
Ha', ha', fearful Lucibella? fie for shame!  Erm. 
Better be fearful than fool hardy.  Luc. 
Pris. watch at the window, besure you do not nod, but give us true warning.  Cla. 
Do so Priscilla.  Pris. 
I shall be careful.  Cla. 
Come wenches what are you for singing or dancing.  Luc. 
'Tis the maddest wench, fear nothing, sure thy love is not real, else it could not be so void of fear.  Cla. 
Well I am resolved to sing a song, we are all alone, and 'tis one of my own composure.  Luc. 
Prithee forbear.  Cla. 
Troth but I will, i'd have you do the same and so take leave of singing clear, 'twill not be long I hope ere we lose our voices.  Luc. 
How wildly she talks?  Erm. 
Come Cousin, begin.  Cla. 
A comely youth I once beheld  
A bathing in a river  
Where straight my passions rebelled  
And scorhed my heart and liver.  
Such might Narcissus' beauties be,  
But scarce so clear so white as he,  
I veived each part, and so  
Saw something down below.  
Which made my mind and heart a ramblinggo  
High! ho.  Enter Plot. Elo. Eusam. Coz. Plot. 
I'm glad ye are so merry Ladies.  Cla. 
I'm sorry your so near Gentlemen.  Cor. 
Come 'tis not time now to chat each minute's worth an hour, come away away.  exeunt.  

Scene fifth.  Enter Avaritius, Cook, Butler, and Chambermaid. Ava. 
MY Masters pray be wary and serviceable, Cook see all your sauces be sharp and poignant in the , that they may commend you: look to the roast and boiled meat handsomely, and what new kickshaws and other de-delicate things you made. Is the Music come?  But. 
Yes sit they are at breakfast.  Ava. 
There will be dancing too, you must see this room clean: Butler let your door be opoen to all good fellows, but have an eye to the Plate for their be Furies. Peg you are for the linen, sort it and seek it ready for the Table, and see the Bride beds made, and see the cords be not cut asunder by the Gallants too, there be such knacks abroad, so go in all to your several duties.  exeunt. 
I now begin to remember I signed a certain writing to Mr. Plotthrift last night, but what it was I know not. Zachary.  Enter Zachary. 
Zachary what writing was it Mr. Plotthrift desired me to set my hand too: did you see it?  Zac. 
No sir?  Ava. 
No sir, and why no sir?  Zac. 
Because he told you what it was and you was satisfied and bid me set my hand.  Ava. 
What did he tell me it was.  Zac. 
A Narrative of a Gentleman's condition in prison.  Ava. 
What, I set my hand to warrant him before me.  Za. 
Some such thing sir.  Ava. 
Very likely: go in.  exit Zachary. Enter Gonzetto, Aquinto, and Cornelio. Ava. 
My noble Lord most hearty welcome: good morrow noble Bridegrooms.  Aquin. and Cor. 
Thank you father, are your Daughters ready? 'tis high time for to send for the Priest.  Ava. 
Not yet I think: have a little patience and they'll come down presently i'll warrant you, but my Lord you have not heard of my Niece's departure.  Gon. 
Yes sir indeed to my great grief, I sorrow much for her absence; but now perforce must study to forget I ever saw her,  Ava, 
She went away abruptly, without taking her leave I know no reason for't, but come my Lord and Sons that quickly must be will you walk into a glass of wine.  Aquin and Cor. 
We attend you.  exeunt.  

Scene sixth.  Enter Plotthrift, Lucibella, Clara, Eusames Ermenia. in man's habit Florentio and Priest. Plot. 
HO! house! who's within!  Enter Zachary. Zac. 
Who would you speak with?  Plot. 
where's your Master within?  Zac. 
Yes Sir.  Plot. 
I'd desire to speak a word with him.  Enter Avaritius. Ava. 
Here he is sir.  Plot. 
Sir your servant I come to beg a boon of you.  Ava. 
My life! no sooner asked but granted, name it.  Plot. 
I take you at your word Sir, thank you, be pleased to give me and my friend joy with your daughters.  Ava. 
Why are you married?  Plot. 
This grave Gentleman will satisfy you if you doubt it.  Ava. 
Abused cheated, gulled, abused my daughters lost and undone.  Enter Gonzetto, Aquinto and Cornolio. Aquin. 
How your daughters lost and undone.  Ava. 
I married to Vagabonds, Sychophants, and I know not whom!  Plot. 
Your servant Seniors, we have the Ladies.  Coz. 
Your servant Seniors, we have the Ladies.  Eus. 
Your servant my Lord I have the Lady.  Erm discovers. Gon. 
‛ 'sdeath!— in a maze. Am I awake, I vow to send some to their eternal rest. And make 'em sleep for ever?— draws.  Plot. 
Pray sir be well advised, consider first what plea you have to commit this outrage, your honour Sir can't bear you out in't.  Coz. 
Sir what is done was by Avaritius free consent, so that if you find yourselves abused in any particular: 'twas chiefly done by him.  Ava. 
By me? 'tis false, my Lord discredit him, mere cheats and impostors!  Plot. 
Come sir to satisfy you and all these Gentlemen whose misled opinions thought us merely the actors and contrivers in this plot, see here. produces the writings.  
These with your own hand signed and sealed in the presence of Lucibella, Clara and Pris. besides Zacharias, Tobit your clerk, what say ye all is't not true?  Luc. 
'Tis undeniable.  Ava. 
How!  Cla. 
Most true an't shall like you sir.  Pris. 
I must confirm it too.  Ava. 
O patience!  Cor. 
Troth this is very well, 'tis true I always thought she had too much wit for me.  Aquin. 
Well Heavens be thanked we bear not all the baffle on our own backs, well—  Plot. 
I am only sorry you spent so much culled courtship to so little purpose  Aquin. 
I must bear it.  Gon. 
I could rage's too, but 'twill be to full as little effect, come Justice you ought to bear it best of all, Pox on't, this 'tis when old men must frolic and be drunk at the Tavern, could you have kept yourself sober on your daughter's wedding even, all had been well then, but now let things go how they will, Gentlemen I wish you as much joy with your Ladies as I expected.  All. 
We thank ye, Plot. Come father in Law let's hear as much from you. We'll maintain your daughters according to their birth and fortunes.  Coz. 
That we will.  Eus. 
And I your Niece according to my ability, and what is wanting in that, i'll make up with love and good husbandry.  Ava. 
Why this is some comfort, Gentlemen pardon me, I must be contented: well I forgive and give you my daughters freely, and with them their portions of thirty thousand crowns a piece, you sir my Niece with twenty, and so my blessing with you all.  Luc. 
Thank you dear Father, and pardon us that we have choosed those whom we loved and hope to live with comfort.  Ava. 
I hope so too.  Er. 
My Lord I beg your excuse to Gonzetto. had I not been contracted ere I knew your Honour you had been the only man should have enjoyed me, and my last letter to you was only to oblige you to be here, to see how I am bestowed in which you have honoured me and I humbly thank you.  Gon. 
Ermenia I am not so angry, but I can tell you that my love and esteem of you is still as great as ever, though I am debarred that happiness of enjoying you: yet I wish you a life so circled in with joy, that you may never breathe a sigh, and when you shall grow weary of the earth become Jove's dotage and be Queen of heaven, come Gentlemen be not so uncharitable but give joy. to Aquin and Cor.  Aquin. and Coz. 
No sir we wish all joy and happiness.  Plot. 
We thank you, come let's have a dance or two and so to dinner.  Coz. and Eus. 
Agreed, agreed.  They dance. Ava. 
Well now,  
Let's into dinner, but first take my vogue,  
No Italian knave like to an English Rogue.  Exeunt.    

The Epilogue.  Spoken by a Messenger of State and Plotthrift. Mess. 
Plotthrift Imposter! Thou must forthwith come  
Before the Council board: They have passed a doom,  
For thy Imprisonment: Upon Information  
Thou art a Rogue and Cousins the whole Nation.  
Only these Lady's smiles can set thee free  
But if they frown you must too Goal with me,  Plot. 
And hang myself for want of Liberty  
How like you this Coz. As I am a sinner,  
An ill dish of News at a Wedding Dinner!  
Ladies, O dear Ladies, what shall I say  
Pox take that English Rogue that writ the Play!  
Won't you be kind to smile and clap me too?  
Should ye ask me I'd do as much for you.  
Be not close fisted: Consider that it may  
Be your own case to want another day:  
You may command me then and thereupon  
I'll faithfully repay you three for one.  
Join all your forces now and set me free,  
One score of Claps and I'm at liberty. (Clap)  To the Gentlemen. 
Now Gentlemen I hope you're satisfied  
On the same Covenants to clap my Bride. (Clap again)  Exeunt. 
FINIS