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MARCIANO; 
 
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 IMPRESSION, SEVENTY-FIVE. 
 Number 60 
 
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INTRODUCTORY NOTICE. 
 
 Although in the earlier times, dating back to the reign of 
 King James L, moralities and religious mysteries were 
 occasionally performed under sanction of the Church, stage 
 plays have never been regarded with favour in Scotland, 
 the clergy more especially being opposed to amusements 
 generally, and imbuing their followers with the same narrow 
 prejudice. The nearest approach to the regular drama was 
 Sir David Lindsay's " Plesant Satyre of the Thre Estaites," 
 which was first represented " at Lithguoe before the Kinge 
 and Queene, and the hoole counsaile, spiritual and temporale, 
 in the feast of the Epiphane of our Lorde, January 1539." 
 It was subsequently acted " at Cupar, in the Playfield, on the 
 Castle hill," and "in the Grenesyd, besyd Edinburgh, in 
 presence of the Quene Regent." Whether from the grossly 
 indelicate allusions throughout this piece, which were in- 
 tended merely as a reflex of the popular spirit of the 
 period, or from some other cause, arising out of the author 
 having previously rendered himself obnoxious to Roman 
 Catholics by promulgating the reformed belief, a council of 
 the clergy held in the Blackfriars of Edinburgh in March 
 1558-59, "made an act that Sir David Lindsay's book should 
 be abolished and burned. " 
 
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 James VI. interposed his authority to stay the opposition 
 of churchmen to theatrical representations, and in 1592, 
 1599, and 1601 granted licences to certain English com- 
 panies to perform in Scotland, but, when he succeeded to 
 the English throne and went with his court to London, the 
 drama was not allowed to obtain a hearing. The results of 
 the civil wars in the reign of Charles I. kept the drama still 
 longer a sealed book. The first gleam of the revival of a 
 dramatic taste in Scotland did not break forth until after 
 the Restoration, but it was only occasionally that this taste 
 could find indulgence. 
 
 The clergy of Perth appear to have been more liberal- 
 minded than their brethren in respect to dramatic repre- 
 sentations, for not only during the last century was it a 
 common thing for the scholars attending the Grammar 
 School there, to perform plays on certain festive occasions, 
 but in an extra :t from an old record of the Church of Perth, 
 preserved in the Statistical Account of Scotland, dated June 
 3d 1589, "the ministers and elders give licence to plai the 
 plai, with conditions that no swearing, banning, nor onie 
 scurrility sal be spoken, which would be a scandal to our 
 religion, which we profess, and for an evil example unto 
 others. Alswa that nathing sail be added to what is in the 
 register of the plai itself. If any one who plais sal do in 
 the contrairie, he sal be wardit, and mak his public repen- 
 tance." See also the Chronicle of Perth (Maitland Club) 
 Edin. 1 83 1, 4to. 
 
 Marciano, which after the lapse of upwards of two 
 hundred years, is now reprinted for the first time, appears 
 to have been the first play presented after the Restoration. 
 This was in 1663. 
 
 The Commissioner before whom Marciano was acted was 
 the Earl, afterwards Duke of Rothes. He received his 
 
appointment in May 1663. Besides being chosen Commis- 
 sioner to the Parliament he became u Great Thesaurer of 
 Scotland," and "came down fra court with sindry of the 
 nobilitie that haid bene in England a long tyme befoir, 
 upone the 15th day of Junij, being Monday, to Halyrud 
 hous, richlie prepared for him ; at his downcuming many 
 thowsands attending." Parliament met on the 18 th June. 
 (See NicolFs Diary, Bannatyne Club Publications, Edin. 
 
 1836.) 
 
 The next dramatic representation took place in 1668, 
 when Sydserf 's comedy of u Tarugo's Wiles, or the Coffee- 
 House," was brought out at the Duke of York's (James II.) 
 theatre, said to have been the hall of the Tennis court 
 (which was burnt down in 1774) in the Abbey, without 
 the Watergate. 
 
 Thomas Sydserf, it would seem, continued for sometime 
 thereafter to retain a dramatic company to represent plays 
 and for hire, but whether he was allowed the use of the hall 
 of the Tennis court is uncertain. From particulars educed in 
 an action which he brought against a person named Mungo 
 Murray in June 1689 f° r intruding, with personal violence, 
 upon him and his company during rehearsal, the place of 
 entertainment he occupied is characterized as "his hous in 
 the Canongate, quher he keeps his theater for acteing his 
 playes." In relation to this theatre the following of several 
 excerpts from the note-book of Sir John Foulis, Bart, of 
 Ravelstoun, go to prove not only the continuance of 
 dramatic representations in Edinburgh well patronized, but 
 that plays, despite all opposition, were elsewhere in 
 Scotland in the custom of being performed : — 
 
 " 1671, Dec. 1. A dinner at Leith to Sir James, Lady 
 Grissell, Cristian, Antie, &c, and for the play, £11, 4s. 
 [Scots]. 
 
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 " 1672, Jan. 26. When we went over to Bruntiland, 
 for coatches, fraught, dinner, and the play, £20, 5s. 
 
 " 1672, Feb. ij. Spent at Newhaven, and Leith, and at 
 the play, with young and old Ratho, Sir James Hay, Marg. 
 spouse, Lady Ratho, my wife, &c, £6. 
 
 " 1672, March 9. Payed for myselfe, my wife, and 
 Cristian, to see Macbeth acted, and for sweetmeats to Lady 
 Colingtoune, Lady Margaret M'Kenzie, and others, £6, 2s." 
 
 On this occasion Macbeth must have been acted in Edin- 
 burgh for the first time, although there is no printed record 
 of the performance of that play until 17 14. 
 
 " 1672, Jan. 29. Drink-money to my Lord's man, and 
 for to see the play when we came from Musselebrught with 
 the Chancellour. 
 
 " 1672, June 21. To see the comedie when the Com- 
 missioner [John, Duke of Lauderdale] was ther, and for 
 oranges for gentlewomen, £2, 8 s. 
 
 " 1672, June 25. To let the Lady Pittaro and Sir 
 James Sinclar's Lady see the comedie, and for oranges and 
 cherries to them, £5, 12 s. 9d. 
 
 " 1672, Nov. 28. To my wife and Christian to see the- 
 comedie acted, £2, 18. 
 
 " 1672, Dec. 21. To see Sir Solomon acted, £i y 9s." 
 
 In 1679, 1680, and 1681, when the Duke and Duchess 
 of York, and the Princess Ann resided at Holyrood House, 
 a company of comedians formed a part of the royal suite for 
 private entertainment only. 
 
 Lord Fountainhall in his " Historical Observes" notes 
 this: — " 15th Novembris 168 1, being the C)uean of 
 Brittain's birth-day, it was keeped by our court at Halirud 
 house with great solemnitie, such as bonfyres, shooting of 
 canons, and the acting a comedy [sic] called Mitbridates, 
 King of Pontus, before ther Royall Hynesses, &c, wheirin 
 
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 Ladie Anne, the Duke's daughter, and the ladies of honour 
 ware the onlie actors." 
 
 Notwithstanding these performances were of a private 
 nature, "not only the canonists both Protestant and Popish," 
 his Lordship remarks, " but the very heathen roman 
 lawyers, declared all scenicks and stage-players infamous, 
 and will scarce admit them to the sacrament of the Lord's 
 Supper." 
 
 Thereafter, the Revolution and the Union so disturbed 
 men's minds that the drama was again unheard of till the 
 year 1714. 
 
 For subsequent notices of the Scotish drama during the 
 eighteenth century, see Fragmenta Scoto Dramatica, Edin. 
 1835, i2mo, and Jackson's Scotish Stage. 
 
 Marciano appears to have been acted only once, although 
 doubtless from the circumstance alone of amateurs sustaining 
 the several characters it could not fail to be received with 
 favour. The Biographia Dramatica states that the author 
 was one of the performers, but which character he performed 
 has not been suggested. 
 
 Amateur acting, although pretty common throughout 
 English towns and villages, especially at Christmas-tide, from 
 an early period, received its initiative in Scotland on the 
 occasion of the production of Marciano ; but, while amateurs 
 have been greatly supported in the southern parts of our 
 island, it has not received much encouragement in the north. 
 The prejudice against theatrical representations in Scotland 
 has not quite died away even in the present (so-called) 
 enlightened times. 
 
 The author of Marciano is believed to have been Mr 
 William Clark or Gierke, a member of the Scotish bar. 
 He was one of those advocates who, along with John 
 Lauder, afterwards Lord Fountainhall, and others, was 
 
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 " debarred " from practising in the Court by reason of their 
 having asserted the right of appeal against " the Lords of 
 Session their sentences of injustice." Proclamation of 
 banishment from Edinburgh against those debarred advo- 
 cates was made by the king's authority 6th Oct. 1674. 
 This sentence was reversed in January 1676. On the 10th 
 of that month, Fountainhall in noticing their restoration to 
 office, adds, " our Collection and Observes return to their 
 former orderly channell." See Fountainhall's Historical 
 Notices, 1835, 410. Also the Court of Session Garland, 
 Edin. 1 87 1, 8vo. Lord Fountainhall has also recorded the 
 following incidents, which, if true, do not exhibit his "co- 
 mate in exile," Mr Clark, in the most honourable light: — 
 
 " In Dec. 1674, William Cockburne, merchant, was in 
 the Secret Councell sentenct to the cock stule, and banish't 
 the Louthians, and declared infamous, for having defamed 
 my Ladie Oxenfuird in hir honor both in a letter, which 
 Mr William Clerk, advocat, his brother-in-law, treacher- 
 ously gave up to my Lord Oxenfuird, and in discourse." 
 
 Five years after this, Cockburn " gave in a bill to the 
 Secret Councell representing that his Majesty, by his late 
 indemnity, had pardoned all pasquills, infamous libells, and 
 sentences of the like nature, and remitted them both quoad 
 vindktam publicam et privatam, and commanded his indemnity 
 to be extended by his judges, with all favour and latitude, 
 &c. ; and theirfor craved their Lordships would declare he 
 was free theirby, and discharge Oxenfuird to trouble him, 
 &c." His bill was refused. "The king's pardon in 
 England does not comprehend private offences." Fountain- 
 hall, vol. i., p. 236. Still Cockburn appears to have 
 " broken his confinement," and being fined at Privy Council 
 5000 merks was imprisoned until he could pay it. 
 
 " 18th May, 1682. At Privy Counsell, (the Duke of 
 
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 York being parted for London on the 5 th of May before) 
 upon a complaint given in by Ruthven of Gairne against Mr 
 Wm. Clerk, advocat, bearing that he had hitherto keeped 
 up all his estate and papers, and therfor craving he 
 might be desired to give up the papers, and restore him his 
 rents. Tho' this was civil], yet because of the long vacance, 
 he being ane advocat, who would decline inferior courts, 
 the Lords referred the count and reckoning to the Session ; 
 but in the meantime modified 50 lb. sterling to be payed 
 yearly by Mr William to him during the dependance (if Mr 
 William should prolong it) beginning the 1 terme's payment 
 at Whitsunday coming. Mr William reclamed much, 
 offering instantly to count with him." 
 
 " 20th January 1687. Ruthven of Gairn's complaint 
 against Mr William Clark, advocat, is heard, and Mr Clark 
 fred from paying him the 50 lb. sterling formerly decerned, 
 till he first find sufficient caution judicio sisti et judication 
 solvi ; if, in the count and reckoning betwixt them, Mr 
 Clark be not found his debtor, then to refund it." What 
 was the issue of this suit has not been ascertained. 
 
 The families of Clerke or Clark probably emanated from 
 Banff, where, from an early date they held a position of 
 consequence. The following document introduces one 
 of the name : — 
 
 " Instrumentum possessions quinque Mercarum vitalis 
 redditus in Banff factum Domino Gulielmo Clerke pro do- 
 cendo Scholam Gramaticalem ibidem sua durante vita. Dated 
 6 March 1526." 
 
 This William Clerke was a man of substance, having a 
 house and garden his own property, in the Burgh, or as it 
 is sometimes called, "Urbs" of Banff, — at that date un- 
 doubtedly a place of great importance, and containing many 
 inhabitants. It is not unworthy of remark that prior to 
 
this date, and long after it, there was hardly a tenement in 
 the place that had not a garden attached to it — a fact show- 
 ing that the belief in the want of knowledge of horticulture 
 in that part of Scotland is not warranted. Charters and 
 documents exist to shew also that families of the highest 
 rank and antiquity had their residence in that Royal Burgh. 
 
 In two Banff charters, 1542-43, the name of Sir William 
 Clerk is spelt with an "e" in one of them, while in 
 the other it is spelt with an "a." The same individual 
 who was master of the Grammar School is in another char- 
 ter described as proprietor of certain gardens " adjacent to 
 the Guis haugh." 
 
 In Douglas's Baronage a genealogy is given of the family 
 of the Clerks of Pennicuik, who are said to have been, some- 
 where about the year 1640 or before, traders in Montrose 
 or Dundee. They acquired wealth during the Civil War, 
 as well as the estate of Pennicuik from the ancient family 
 of that ilk — the chief of which subsequently became pro- 
 prietor of the estate of Roman in the county of Peebles. 
 The Clerks, however, seem to have adopted a portion of their 
 armorial bearings, and the motto "Free for a blast," being 
 the tenure by which it is understood they hold the lands from 
 the Crown. 
 
 The Clerks of Pennicuik, like many other families, 
 during the reign of Charles the II., who were connected 
 with the City of Edinburgh, obtained considerable political 
 influence, and in 1679 were created Baronets by his patent 
 in the person of John. This gentleman had a son (the 
 third) called William — the supposed Author of Marciano — 
 who married the heiress of Maxwell of Middleby, the 
 direct descendant of whom, Mr Clerk Maxwell (now de- 
 ceased), was a Member of the Faculty of Advocates at 
 Edinburgh in the year 18 17. 
 
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 Another Clerk of the same family is mentioned in 
 Wodrow's Analecta, and in the Analecta Scotica will be 
 found a most singular ghost story, extracted from that source, 
 which may, upon examination, create some interest. 
 
 William Clark died before 16th November 1699, as the 
 minutes of the Faculty of Advocates that day record the 
 presentation "to that body by Mr Roderick Mackenzie" of 
 certain of the manuscripts of the deceased William Clerke. 
 Those manuscripts cannot now be found. 
 
 The rarity of the book, apart from its merits, which are 
 by no means of a common order, having rendered Marciano 
 of value to the Antiquary, a limited reprint was considered 
 desirable. 
 
 A copy of Marciano was sold at the sale of the library 
 of Mr James William Dodd of the Theatre Royal, Drury 
 Lane, " consisting of a fine collection of old plays; old 
 poetry, romances, history, Belles lettres, miscellanies, comic 
 and humorous books, &c, &c." which passed under the 
 hammer of Messrs Leigh and Sotheby in January 1797, 
 occupying nine days. It was classed under " anonymous 
 authors," No. 966 in the catalogue, and fetched £1, a sum 
 which, considered relatively with the prices obtained for the 
 earlier editions of Shakespeare's Plays, would at the present 
 day represent more than ten times that amount. 
 
 There was a copy, perhaps the same copy, No. 822 in 
 David Constable's catalogue, the contents of which were 
 sold in January 1827 by Sotheby. It was purchased by 
 Thorpe for £4, 14s. 6~d. It was described " green morocco, 
 g. 1., rare." but was in very poor condition otherwise. 
 
 There is a copy in the Bodleian Library. 
 
 That from which the present reprint has been effected 
 appears to have been acquired for the Library of the 
 Faculty of Advocates by Mr Thomas Ruddiman, the learned 
 
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 antiquary, while librarian to that body. It had previously 
 belonged to Mr Robert Mylne, a writer in Edinburgh, 
 whose extensive collection of books and manuscripts was of 
 a most curious and valuable description, although not quite 
 so highly prized during his time as it would be now ; and 
 it is chiefly owing to his industry that Scotish Literary 
 Antiquities of importance have been preserved until the 
 present day. Mr Mylne, during a long life, transcribed 
 numerous manuscripts for his own* use, and these, as well as 
 his books and broadsides, he was in the habit of annotating. 
 He died on the 21st Dec. 1747, at the age of 103, although 
 the Scots Magazine of the period makes him two years 
 older. "He enjoyed his sight and the exercise of his 
 understanding till a little before his death, and was buried 
 on his birth-day." He is said to have been related to Sir 
 Robert Milne of Barnton, then an influential gentleman, 
 and concerned with the revenues of the City of Edinburgh. 
 His political leaning was towards the Jacobites, and he is 
 accused by Sir Walter Scott, in the introduction to Lord 
 Fountainhall's "Chronological Notes of Scotish Affairs," of 
 having interpolated and corrupted the original manuscript 
 "to express his partial feelings in that character." Sir 
 Walter adds : — " The Diary appears to have fallen into 
 Milne's hands after Lord FountainhaH's death in 1724; and 
 it is but fair to him to state that he appears to have had no 
 purpose of passing his alterations for a part of the text, but 
 only that of connecting and adding to it in his own name. 
 His remarks are sometimes both shrewd and sarcastic ; and 
 though they may be considered as impairing the historical 
 authenticity of the work, they rather add to than diminish 
 its interest as a picture of the times." 
 
 Of the poetic merits of the Play it may suffice to call 
 
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 attention to the several lyrics throughout, but more especially 
 to the song in the third scene of the third act, 
 
 (t So, so, 
 Lo lillies fade, before the roses show 
 Themselves in bow- dye," &c. 
 
 The character " Manduco, an arrogant Pedant" is well 
 drawn. It may probably have been suggested by Pedantius, 
 the principal of the Latin comedy so called, which was 
 entered in the books of Stationers' Hall in 1630, and then 
 performed at Trinity College, Cambridge. It had been 
 frequently acted previously, even antecedent to 159 1. M. 
 Wingfield is said to have been the author. It was printed 
 at London in 1631, 18 mo, with two engravings, one of 
 "Dromodotus" Philosophus, the other of " Pendantius " 
 Pasdagogus. They are in appropriate costumes of the 
 period. The former is in the attitude of demonstrating some 
 proposition on his fingers, at the same time exclaiming, 
 " Videtur quod sic ;" while Pedantius on the opposite print, 
 facing him, with a birch dangling in his right hand, gives 
 vent to " as in presenti." Behind him are two of his scholars 
 in college costume. 
 
 Allusion is made, figuratively, by Marciano, to children's 
 hobby-horses, which would appear, at the date of the play, 
 not to have been entirely made of wood, but stuffed like 
 dolls — a hint worthy the attention of modern toy-makers. 
 
 In Arabella's soliloquy in the seventh scene of the fourth 
 act she appeals to the gods to hear her " ardent votes," 
 which, although possibly a misprint for "ardent vows," the 
 editor did not feel himself justified in altering. 
 
 The poetic muse of Mr Clark led him, some twenty 
 years after the appearance of Marciano, into "fresh fields 
 and pastures new," for in 1685 there issued from the press 
 of the heir of Andrew Anderson at Edinburgh, a small 
 
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 folio volume titled " The Grand Tryal, or Poetical Exerci- 
 tations upon the book of Job ; wherein, suitable to each 
 text of that sacred book, a modest explanation and con- 
 tinuation of the several discourses contained in it is attempted 
 by William Clark." 
 
 In adopting such a subject it may be he had found that, 
 even during the days of the merry Monarch, dramatic 
 literature could not obtain a footing in Scotland so as to render 
 it an acceptable or remunerative pursuit, and that deeming 
 it more expedient and to his better interest to " assume a 
 virtue though he had it not" had attempted to glorify him- 
 self in the eyes of the strict adherents of the Church, who 
 regarded stage-plays as a device of the evil one, by turning 
 his attention to more ghostly subjects, and seizing upon a 
 theme more consonant with the prevailing current of their 
 thoughts. In poetry and romance he is the most successful 
 author who does not attempt to convey instruction, but who 
 can place in a judicious light such pictures and imagery as 
 his readers are already familiar with. 
 
 Alexander Campbell thus remarks in his Introduction to 
 the History of Poetry in Scotland, Edin. 1798, 4to: — 
 
 " During the latter part of the seventeenth century 
 scarcely anything was relished in Scotland unless it was 
 larded plentifully with the c marrow of divinity ; ' hence the 
 meagreness of profane productions, in the> long lent of in- 
 nocent hilarity. The muses were suffered to roam at large, 
 unless any one of them thrumbed the harp of King David 
 for the spiritual comfort of pious covenanters." 
 
 This "Grand Tryal" consists of 370 pages, and is dedi- 
 cated to James, Earl of Perth, Lord Drummond and Stob- 
 hall, Lord High Chancellor of the Kingdom of Scotland — 
 that nobleman being, the author remarks, " supream Judge 
 of that illustrious Court upon which my profession as a 
 
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 Lawyer has afforded me a dependence now these many 
 years." He further gives it as a reason for rushing into 
 print, " especially being encouraged to it by your lordship's 
 generous perusal and approbation of some of the sheets in 
 private." 
 
 Mr Clark does not seem to have succeeded so well in his 
 sacred as in his secular poetry. As a specimen, his descrip- 
 tion of the end of a "Man of Sin" redolent of original 
 but fantastic imagery, may be quoted : — 
 
 " Now after he is fall'n, pray let us see ' 
 What will the state of this poor creature be ? 
 It shall be low, it shall be poor indeed, 
 His children shall from beggars beg their bread, 
 And from their father 'j slaves compassion plead. 
 
 Then for his person (pity him who will) 
 He soon becomes a horrid spectacle, 
 His flesh is larded with his youthful sins, 
 And in his vigrous years old age begins 
 To seize upon him. 
 
 So this poor wretch now paralytick grown 
 With tottering head, and joy nts all overflown 
 With Goutish humours, teeth all hanging loose 
 Within their sockets : a distilling nose, 
 Eyes full of brackish liquor : shoulders stooping, 
 Under-lip in a constant spittle drooping: 
 Lungs with a sharp, and wasting cough opprest, 
 Which doth bereave him of his nightly rest, 
 Pump'd up the wind-pipes, with a raging froath, 
 In lobs and parcels issuing from his mouth. 
 His skin with boils, and ulcers diaper d, 
 (Of his lascivious sports the sad reward) 
 His Stomach useless, and his Bowels weary 
 With th' torture of a constant disentery. 
 His legs now rotting to the bones apace 
 In a consuming Eresypelas. 
 Som' dozen issues in his shoulders, arms, 
 And neck appearing, like so many charms 
 
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 And spells upon his body : all his veins 
 Choak'd with a slymy pituite, his reins 
 Burled in sand, which squandring everywhere, 
 Along the channels of each ureter, 
 Mix'd with some rugged peebles, doth so stop 
 Those conduits in their course. 
 
 With hands by drunken excess in his youth, 
 So trembling, that they scarce can to his mouth 
 Convey his food: such swellings in his feet, 
 As, when in cut-out shooes he walks in street, 
 Amongst the busie crowd he dares not go, 
 Lest some perhaps might tread upon his toe. 
 But with great leasure by shop-doors doth crawl, 
 Conteinn'd, abhorr'd, and pointed at by all. 
 
 Here, here's the end of him, who takes delite 
 In acts of sin, whose curious appetite 
 Feeds upon sin, dressed up with sauce of youth, 
 Which makes it taste like honey in the mouth." 
 
 The impression of " Marciano" has been limited to 
 seventy-five copies. 
 
 W. H. Logan. 
 
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 \T was eafie to caft the horofcope of this Peece 
 before it peep'd into the world, it being to 
 appear in a Country, where the cold air of 
 mens affections nips fuch buds in their very in- 
 fancy : But, it was refolv'd it mould live, maugre 
 all the foul-mouth'd, detracting cenfures of fome modern Cri- 
 ticks, who, labouring to deprive this of all applaufe, do 
 render all others of this kind defpicable in the fight of, other- 
 wayes more ingenuous perfons then themfelves, fuch as pre- 
 fume upon a monopoly of wit granted to them and their 
 company, who, like to the Spaniard, fcorns all perfumes, but 
 what his own Country produces, do extort a larger Preface 
 then was really intended. Although then, it is not ordinar 
 to apologize for Playes in general, at the publifhing of 
 any particular one ; Yet, becaufe this now appears as a City- 
 fwaggarer in a Country-church, where feldom fuch have 
 been extant ; and that the peevifh prejudice of fome per- 
 fons, who know nothing beyond the principles of bafe, 
 greazy, arrogant, illiterate Pedants, who, like the grafs- 
 hoppers of Egypt, fwarm in every corner of this Nation, 
 and plague all the youth accordingly, is fuch, that they 
 cannot have patience to hear of a Comedy, becaufe they ne- 
 ver fee one acted : For thefe reafons, you may confider 
 Playes in their antiquity, ufe and dignity, and then, inge- 
 nue mecum agat Zoilus. We read of fuch practices 
 among the Grecians fince the firft Olympiad, now more then 
 
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 two thoufand years ago ; from whom they were transferred 
 to the Romans, by them had in fuch high veneration, that 
 the greater! Emperors and Princes amongfl them, as Ju- 
 lius Cefar and others, upon the feflival dayes, have made ex- 
 periment of their gallantry by acting : and it is efleemed yet fo 
 little derogatory from the quality of a Prince, (far leffe of 
 a Gentleman) to appear at folemnities upon the Stage, that 
 it is laudably pra&ifed amongfl our Chriflian Monarchs 
 to this day. 
 
 The ufe which may be reaped of playes is fo evident, 
 that unlefs a man miflrufl his very fenfes, he cannot but 
 confefTe, that to fee, in a well afted Tragedy, the fatal 
 ends of fuch as commit notorious murders, rapins, and 
 other licentious vices reprefented, would terrifie any man 
 whatfoever from attempting the like. In a Comedy, where or- 
 dinary the paltry vices of the age, fuch as the Court- va- 
 nity and prodigality, the City covetoufnefs, or the Country- 
 fimplicity, &c. are extraordinary taxed, many are deter- 
 red from what formerly they hugg'd, feeing their darling 
 crimes expofed upon a publick Stage to the mockerie of the 
 world : and hence, he who is even but the leafl converfant 
 with the hatefull humours of both Sexes of our times, after 
 perufal, may guefle why this carries the Title of The Difco- 
 very. Befides, Playes incite the youth to imitate the ver- 
 tuous actions of their PredecefTors, as Alexander was 
 flirr'd up by reprefentation of Achilles" actions, Achilles 
 by thofe of Thefeus, &c. with feveral other examples, 
 whereof pregnant Hiflory can give an ample account. Nor 
 is the perfe&ion in acting lefs beneficial to the Common- 
 wealth : For, we read how all the young Nobility of Greece 
 were train'd up in this noble exercife, that they might be the 
 better enabled to demean themfelves handfomly in forraign 
 Embafsies, or fuch like imployments : and we fee even in our 
 
 dayes 
 
(5.) 
 dayes,how all fuch as are educat in the Jesuit Schools, where no 
 
 lefs then amongfl publick Actors the Stage is dayly trod, gain an 
 unfpotted reputation of compleat Orators throughout all the 
 Chriftian world. And the deficiency (or rather wilfull 
 contempt of this education) is the reafon why many of our 
 pretenders to wit, now a dayes forfooth, either whittle of a 
 ' tedious harrangue with no more motion then a flame, or elfe 
 ufe fuch a canting conftrained tone, with fuch ridiculous 
 grimaifees, as they feem rather to imitate a Mountebanks 
 Zany, in his apifh geftures, then to afpire to the title of 
 accomplifhed Orators. Wheras to deliver a fpeech natural- 
 ly, that the action may fute the words, and the words the 
 action ; although difTonant to the pedantry of this age, who 
 vote down the ufe of Stage-playes (as they call them) for no 
 other reafon, but becaufe in them, fuch pilfring flinkards as 
 themfelves, are often difcovered in their own colours ; fo 
 ridiculous in their imperious behaviour, that none fave them 
 felves (whofe innate ftupidity doth much excufe their impu- 
 dence) cannot but fee it and abhor it ; although difsonant, 
 I fay, to their humours, yet is, by the approbation of all the 
 intelligent world, the chiefeft ingredient of an ingenuous 
 Orator. 
 
 The dignity of Playes is fuch, as it hath been the fludy 
 of the greatest Monarchs who ever flourifhed, to encou- 
 rage the wit of their respective ages in fuch active per- 
 formances, not only by their open countenance, but likewiie 
 private favours bellowed on the managers of such exercifes, 
 as many fair monumental Theaters built by the moft eminent 
 perfons of the world, in their very ruins, do yet eloquently 
 teftifie. 
 
 Nor doth there any thing appear in holy Writings to 
 impugn thefe affertions. For (which is remarkable) Playes 
 of all forts, did never fo much flourifh throughout all the 
 
 Territories 
 
(6) 
 Territories of the Roman Empire, as in the dayes of our blef- 
 fed Saviour and his Apostles ; yet we never read that He, 
 or any of them (otherwayes impartial reprovers of their con- 
 temporary enormities, did ever, either directly, or indirectly 
 tax this innocent and ufefull recreation : But on the contra- 
 ry, inveighed againft fuch hypocrits, as deluded the world 
 with a vain {how of piety, fuch as are now our fneaking 
 detractors of the Stage, who, its probable) only hate Playes, 
 becaufe fuch pleafant fpectacles divert the current of our, 
 otherwayes melancholly imaginations, and hinder people from 
 dreaming on rebellion, which our late proceedings may at 
 large inflruct : For no fooner had thofe hell-hounds, affafsi- 
 nats of our liberties, fnatch'd the very reins of Government 
 into their hands, but as foon they thought it expedient to 
 vote down all Scenick Playes, fo that they mould fuffer in 
 that fame fentence with Monarchy ; upon whom they have 
 fuch a dependance, that at the thrice aufpicious reflauration 
 of our Royal Soveraign, they were not only by him re-efta- 
 blifhed, but also more glorioufly adorned with priviledges, 
 then formerly. 
 
 The main intent of this enfuing Tragi-comedy, was to 
 fmatter at a complement, for that noble Hero, whofe merits 
 claim more at the hands of all Appollos fubjects, then the 
 flock of their inventions will ever be able to refound ; who, 
 as he hath proved himfelf (fmce first he was entrufled) a 
 zealous propagator of the Royal Intereft, fo hath appear' d a 
 very noble Patron to all true wit and gallantry whatfoever. 
 But lead it mould feem too ferious for the pallats of thofe, 
 who expected nothing from the Stage but mirth : It was 
 thought fit to interlude it with a comick tranfaction. So that 
 being tyed to two different plots, without the fpeciall concur- 
 rence of a certain ingenuous Gentleman, to whofe induftry 
 this Play owes much of its perfection, it had been a diffi- 
 cult 
 
cult task to have arrived at a happy Cataftrophe, feeing how 
 hard it is to carry on two different plots in one fingle Play, 
 is not unknown to any, who know what belongs to the 
 Stage. 
 
 Let this then fuffice the judicious Reader, As for fuch 
 of a feeming ferious, but real fawcy apprehenfion, who con- 
 demn this, as an inconfiderate youthfull frolick ; when in- 
 deed, fuch clogs of Parnaffus, are as fo much rofl-beef to 
 their fqueamifh flomacks ; whofe calidum naturale, can 
 digefh nothing more heavy than bawdry Ballads, fcurrilous 
 Sonnets, and fuch water-works of Poetry : 'tis below Phcebus 
 to cudgel them, and any, fave pitiful!, threed-bare, cring- 
 ing, indigent, mercenary dablers, to flatter them. Let them 
 live and die in the trenches of their own nefty ignorance, 
 whilfl all lovers of mirth and wit, may dayly challenge the 
 refpe&s of, 
 
 Their really devoted. 
 
(8) 
 
 Dramatis Perfonce. 
 
 CLeon, Duke of Florence. 
 Marciano, a noble Siennois, his General. 
 Strenuo, Marciano'syr/VW. 
 Borafco, Captain of the rebels guard. 
 
 t ' j r two noble Gentlemen of quality. 
 Leonardo,) J 7 J 
 
 ^ i ' > two rich gulls An favour "with the Ladies 
 rtecabunga, ) & *> j 
 
 Manduco, an arrogant Pedant^ challenging power over 
 
 Becabunga. 
 
 Two Courtiers. 
 
 Jay lor. 
 
 AServant)Partuyfans 9 Drums,Trumpets y Souldiers,lkc. 
 
 Wt 
 
 omen. 
 
 Arabella, A Siennois Lady, beloved of Marciano. 
 ]v/t • tt ( two Ladies of honour. 
 The Sc<zn y Florence. 
 
M A R CI A NO; 
 
 O R, 
 
 THE DISCOVERY. 
 
 ASlus primus Sc&na prima. 
 
 A noyfe within, Trumpets, Drums, Piftols, 
 Shot, Swords clajh, &c. 
 
 Enter Marciano, wounded, chaffing, &c. 
 
 Oft By heavens all loft, 
 
 All our hopes blafted 
 By Jove, without hope of recovery. 
 O gods, commiferate our defpicable eftate. 
 A noife within as before, 
 Exit haflily. 
 Enters again, 
 Oh heavens ! this day were we at pufh of pike 
 
 For our publike liberty Now we are at our wits end 
 
 For our private fafety. 
 
 A noyfe within cry, they fly, they fly , 
 
 Harke, what a hideous noyfe this fatal day 
 
 Hath cancell'd all our former victories, 
 
 Never to be remembred in this hour 
 
 Our ancient fplendour fuffers fad ecclipfe. 
 
 They fly They fly Oh what a dismal word ! 
 
 How unaccuftom'd Siennois to fly ; 
 
 True Siennois fuch as had vowed their lives 
 
 A viclime for their publike liberty, 
 
 B 
 
 To 
 
Marciano ; or, 
 
 To fly, like duft before mechanick flaves j 
 Such as while now never knew other armes, 
 
 Then forks or fhovels Do the gods intend 
 
 To revel in our miferies ! and prove 
 
 Strange paradoxes to the credulous world ! 
 That abject, bafe, unmannag'd Varlets thus 
 Should overcome the Cavalry of Siena ? 
 A thing unheard of ! O ! accurfed wretches, 
 Whofe too politick pates firft hatcht thefe warres ; 
 You are leaft fharers here. My Prince and I 
 
 Muff fufFer this reproach 1 flight my wounds ; 
 
 But O ! my honour loft . Fie bear it ffoutly : 
 
 Up then my fpirits, be not you dejected ; 
 
 There's fomething yet to care for there's no time 
 
 Now to complain ; heaven knows what just defignes 
 
 We undertook ; though with unequal fuccefs. 
 
 Wee've done what lay in humane power — Pifloia 
 
 Bear witnefs, where fo many infolent rebells 
 
 Have found this day their fepulchre : thy fields 
 
 Can teflifie how dear fome fold their lives. 
 
 And thou the Enfigne of all noble fouls \ tj ,1 ? • r j 
 
 Make affidavit of this dayes behaviour, j * l J™ 
 
 — : Now to my generous Prince, whom cruel fates, 
 
 Have levell'd with my felf — Him will I fearch, 
 
 That if my fates require my quick departure 
 
 For Stygian lakes : as in my life Fve been 
 
 Eminent in his fervice, I may now, 
 
 Dying couragioufly in his prefence, have 
 
 His royal Pafs-port and Teftificate, 
 
 To raife my honour, and condole my fate. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Sccena. 
 
The Difcovery. 
 
 Sccena Secunda. 
 
 Enter Borafco with Souldiers. 
 
 Bor. QO now the day's our own but yet the Duke 
 
 v3 Efcap'd — Marciano not prifoner ! 
 The victory is not fuch as I expected. 
 
 But come, my Mirmydons, wee'l not give over ; 
 
 Let's, with a party of our choiceft horfe, 
 
 Make narrow fearch for Marciano : ■* 
 
 For, if we find him not, we muff not think 
 
 To gain the Generals favour. Come, my Boyes, 
 
 He hath attempted oft to ftrip the Senate 
 Of their new power, and fo deftroy us all ; 
 Whofe hopes are nourifhed by the prefent wars : 
 So that if you mall catch him, you may fure 
 
 Expect a great reward : his excellency, 
 
 The brave Lord Barbaro will hugg you for it. 
 
 Exit with Sould. 
 
 Sc&na Tertia. 
 
 Enter Marciano Joins. 
 
 O Florence ! don't infult at this dayes fuccefs, 
 This unnatural victory over thy lawfull Prince 
 Will quickly make thee fenfible of unnatural 
 And intolerable Tyranny : that Ichneumon, 
 Who now tickles thee in all thy defires 
 Will flop thy breath at length, whilft thy good Prince, 
 Whom thou can blame for nothing but misfortune, 
 Shall yet be more unfortunate in feeing 
 
 Thee too unfortunate. -But, I perceive 
 
 The main defigne of this prepofterous war, 
 Love and ambition muzles humane fouls ; 
 
 B2 So 
 
Marciano ; or, 
 
 So that when private Subjects covet honour 
 
 And power, their lawfull Prince muftt quit his Throne, 
 
 No matter for what reafon, fince they mean 
 
 Some reformation ; as if private preferment 
 
 "Were inconfift ent with all Monarchy. 
 
 But what ! 'tis unfeafonable for me t'expoftulate. 
 
 My noble Prince (goodnefs protect him ft ill) 
 
 Is gone for Savoy *, I am here commanded 
 
 To rally thofe few forces I can find, 
 
 With (lender hopes but yet Fie do my beft 
 
 To profecute his Royal orders fo, 
 
 Good Subjects votes affifl me 'tis refolv'd, 
 
 For while Dame nature does allow me breath, 
 
 I'le ferve my Prince — nought mail excufe but death. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Sc<zna §htarta. 
 
 Enter Caifio, Leonardo, as at Florence. 
 
 CaJJ. d^\ ! Leonardo- How doft do Boy ? 
 
 V_y Leon. GaJJio thou art the man I was feek- 
 
 ixig, welcome effaith, and how Prethee ? Cajf. Well. 
 
 Leon. As well as the Ladies will permit thee ? ha. 
 
 Cajf. Yes indeed but how goes all with you what news 
 
 do'ft hear ? 
 
 Leon. Bad news effaith, all our hopes are now periih'd, it is for 
 certain that the Duke is beat at Pifloia ; whether he hath efcaped 
 or not himfelf, is not yet known. 
 
 Cajf. Sad truil me 'tis moil sad, but, prethee, who 
 
 mail be Duke now do'ff think, when they have rejected him, who 
 by law of inheritance was their lawfull Prince. 
 
 Leon. Why thou, if thou bee'fl weary of thy life ; 
 
 for a Prince now a dayes muft raign no longer then his Subjects 
 pleafe his government men now begin to act real Trage- 
 dies. 
 
 Caff. 
 
The Difcovery. 
 
 Cajf. Good; but how does thy learned cocks-comb judge of 
 the event of all our prefent broyls ? 
 
 Leon. Why, juft as a fober Drawer does of a company of young 
 gulls inflaming the reckoning beyond the faculties of their pockets : 
 
 they will look pittifully, when the bill is produc'd for 
 
 they mull: pay for all. 
 
 Cajf. How ! do'lt. think our ftate-mountebanks will not agree ? 
 
 Leon. Yes, for a while they may, like heiffers in the yoke, but 
 when once got loofe, they'll pufh at one another. 
 
 Cajf. Well no more of that firing ; thefe diffracted 
 
 times, I fear, will afford fuch difcourfes every day how 
 
 does thy Miftrefs, the Lady you know of, ha ? 
 
 Leon. Why, faith as unreafonable as ever. 
 
 Cajf. How ! unreafonable 
 
 Leon. Yes unreafonable, fhe will admit of no tearms 
 
 whatfoever, fo that I fear I fhall be forc'd to florm her : 'Aid, 
 I can have fcarce liberty to furvey her very parapet and out-works 
 for fear of a thing (I do nor know what they mean now a dayes) 
 fufpicion, I think fhe calls it ; and for thee, I beleeve thou art in 
 no better condition, for her Sifter, thy Miftrefs (otherwayes in my 
 opinion plyable) is rul'd by her, and both by an old urinal-peeping, 
 onyon-breath'd hag, whom they call the CountelTe of Saromanca 
 forfooth, fo that now fhe is impregnable. 
 
 Cajf. A devil fhe is, 'ilid, I think it is become an epidemical dif- 
 eafe amongft that fexe, they intend, I think, to imitate the times, 
 and erect a new Commonwealth of themfelves, excluding all mafcu- 
 line fociety, and fo be call'd the neiv ajfembly of zeal-copyholders. 
 
 Leon. Yes, yes, for now they hold it a cryme to court. 
 
 Cajf. Since Monarchy fell, that trade is totally decayed, thou 
 muft now either Marry at firft fight or elfe march off; as if 
 who fhould throw the Dye for a maydenhead, Boy. 
 
 Leon. Goodness, I think, by and by, we fhall be conftrained to 
 make love to one another, and fo thou fhalt be my Miflrefs, Caffio ; 
 for our modern Criticks will not allow us womens flefh, even upon 
 holy-dayes. 
 
 Cajf. True for all the Ladies in Florence have a fpice of 
 
 this difeafe is there no remedy for't, do'ft think ? 
 
 Leon. 
 
Marciano ; or, 
 
 Leon. None but patience, ftay while Fortune turn up her wheel 
 again, and then the Ladyes may turn up. 
 
 Cajf. What ! their Petticoats ? 
 
 Leon. No 1 have not fayd that yet, I mean may fmile upon 
 
 us more than they do : for now wee muft not so much as fee any 
 Lady. 
 
 Caff. No why I hope they will yet admit of a vifit in 
 
 civility ? 
 
 Leon. No by no means, Cafflo, thou muft not name fuch a he- 
 re fie as a vifit, for thou may 'ft hinder other fuitors : Remember that, 
 Boy. 
 
 Caff You fay right -But who comes here ?l Enter Chryfolina, 
 
 Leon. I think they are women. \ au ? Marionette 
 
 Caff Or elfe two things ftiufled in the forme T e . rdh ;™T£~<r 
 of women : doft know 'em Leonardo ? \ \om at fight of C& 
 
 T Tr i 11 i i 1 ana L.eon . they pull 
 
 Leon. Know em, why, who can know them ) , ^ L • J -, 
 r r . ' i , • -i ,., > down their vailes, 
 
 thus, luch masquerades under their vailes are like} traver r e & c 
 
 nnns at the grate, they may fee us, but wee cannot fee them. 
 
 Exeunt 
 
 Caff True, for there is no way elfe to difcover them, but by 
 fmelling ; and what fmell women have now a dayes, faith, I cannot 
 tell. 
 
 Leon. Smell, fay ft thou ; they have a moft acute fmell, a wo- 
 man can now a dayes fmell a mans love to her, before ever poflibly 
 he be in love with any ; I was rejected by a lady laft day, before 
 ever I knew her well ; yet fuch was the imagination that fhe had of 
 my refpects, that fhe entertained her companions with the relation of 
 my adventures for her you will think that ft range. 
 
 Caff. — Strange ! — No faith, I hope, by progreffe of time, they 
 will conceive by the meer wind of report, and fo wee fhall have a 
 hopefull race of young Florentine-jennets, as light-heel'd as thofe 
 of Spain, I warrand yow : but, prethee, what was that Lady, you 
 talk'd of ? 
 
 Leon. Why, the little handfome Donazella, what do you call her, 
 on the other fyde of the river ? 
 
 Caff. Ho Ho 1 know her, a noble Lady effaith, but I am 
 
 forry, that fhe is infected with that difeafe, fhe feemes to have a 
 fpark of wit. Lt 
 
 .eon. 
 
7be Difcovery. 
 
 Leon. Turn, 'tis become a plague, Caffio, a very plague j do'ft 
 not know the gentelman, who was rejected of a Lady, having no 
 other evidence of his affection then the carrying of a letter from one 
 of her friends to her, wherein he was recommended to her acquain- 
 tance, which as a trophee of her conquefts (he did impart to her 
 
 hearts-conquerour — and yet a Lady of admirable qualities. Men 
 
 now a dayes breed their female children, as the Chinefes do their 
 wives, or the Grand-fignior his concubines, clofe at home. 
 
 Cajf. But, prethee, did' ft know that fame peece of foppery, who at- 
 tended them who by his garbe would feeme to challenge the title of 
 
 a man 
 
 Leon. Know him, why, who does not know him ; 'tis Signior Pan- 
 taloni, the rich city-gull, whofe golden fleece dazles the eyes of 
 all the Ladyes in Toun, to whofe chamber he is almoft as wel- 
 come as a young batchelour of Divinity, who hath lately paft his 
 tryalls, is to a zealous widow of ten months Handing, that would 
 
 faine repeat her former allegiance, and talfe the game again 
 
 But come, you (hall go along with me to the Lady Chryfolina, 
 there I hope wee mail have fome favour, if wee get accefle, I mean. 
 
 Cajf. 1, with all my heart, but that's the quefHon. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Sctena §hiinta. 
 
 Enter Pantaloni, with Chryfolina and Marionetta. 
 Pant. T take it fo indeed, Ladies, you muft excufe me if I do you 
 J_ the honour to vifit you fometimes ; for my mother 
 
 fayes, Son, faith me, it is high time you were married Fhope you 
 
 know my meaning. 
 
 Chryf. Sir, you mall be welcome. 
 
 Pant. I hope fo indeed : For, I vow I would never defire 
 
 a handfomer wife than you are.- 1 protefl:, Miftrefs, you are 
 
 very handfome, though I fay it that mould not fay it. 
 Mar. You flatter highly, Sir. 
 Pant. Not indeed. 
 
 ChryJ. 
 
8 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Chryf. Well, Sir, as for your vifit, I ihall admit it ; but for 
 marriage you know 
 
 Pant. Ho 1 know well enough, you are governed by your 
 
 friends ; but I fhall tickle them I war rand you, let me alone for 
 that. 
 
 Mar. It is the fafeft way, Sir. 
 
 Pant. So then forfooth, fince I know the way to your 
 
 Chamber, 1 will come and fee you every day ; now becaufe my mo- 
 ther is fick and taking phyfick, I muft go home and keep company 
 
 with her, elfe PI afTure you, I would not leave you thus 
 
 farewell. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Mar. You fee them Gentelmen, Caffio and Leonardo, as we 
 pa{Ted along, Sifter ? 
 
 Chryf. But I hope they did not know us, Sifter, 'tis not fit we 
 entertain them, they are not matches for us. 
 
 Mar. But I warrand you, they'l render us a vifit fhortly.. 
 
 Chryf. I fhould rather wifh they would abftain, Sifter, you 
 know our friends will not relifh it well ; I fhould be very well con- 
 tent of this Signior Pantaloni for my husband ; I hope no body 
 hears us. 
 
 Mar. True, for although the others may be Gentelmen of good 
 parts, yet I know wee are defign'd for them Signiors ; fo the Lady 
 Saromanca told me lafi day. 
 
 Chryf. And wee muff follow their advice you know Sifter. 
 
 Mar. Yes indeed, and reafon for it. 
 
 Enter Manduco ha/lily. 
 
 Man. Hum etiam confabulantes inveni : I have it in my 
 
 pocket, that will afford them new cogitations. 
 
 Chryf. Mr. Manduco, you are welcome, pray, how does my 
 aunt ? 
 
 Man. I have a little negotiation with you in private ; for I am le- 
 gate from Signior Becabunga, (my fometimes pupill) as more amp- 
 ly fhall briefly appear. And how think \ takes out a Let- 
 you marry thus, here's a letter for you >ter out of a to- 
 
 Chryf. I hope he is in good health, Sir. J bacco-box. 
 
 Man. O ! yes, he is valetudinary, herein he prefents (as I con- 
 jecture 
 
The Difcovery. 
 
 jecture) his amorous fervitude to you both ; he will be in Town 
 next week, for I'l allure you he flagitates to fee you : I hope you 
 will afford him gracious entertainment hum hum 
 
 Chryf. He fhall be welcome, Sir. 
 
 Man. I will affure you, Ladies, he is an adolefcent of eximious 
 candour and egregious integrity : I have been at much pains and la- 
 bour in educating him, I may fay, ever fince his pubertie : but 
 now that he is come to the years of intelligency, I have given him 
 over 
 
 Mar. He will make us in love with him e're we fee him. 
 
 Man. But, for your further fatisfaction, I shall, paucijfimis, inll- 
 
 nuate to you the method of his education Primo, then, when 
 
 he came under my gubernation, which was about the year of his 
 age, Anno Domini, (let me fee) millefimo, fexcentejimo, quadra- 
 gefimo fexto, it being then Leap-year ; he was, inquam, a very per- 
 verfe youth, vitiat in his behaviour, knowing nothing but what he 
 had learned amongfr. the ancillds (what d'you call 'em) Chamber- 
 maids. 
 
 Chryf. Now, Sifter, you mall have him anatomized to you. 
 
 Man. But, fo foon as I took him in hand, I did fo belabour his 
 nates with my ferula, that profeffo I have whipped him, whip'd 
 
 him thus for half an hour together, until his abundant lachry- 
 
 mation had mov'd companion : but, I knew that was the only way 
 to difciplinate him 
 
 Chryf. Indeed, Sir 
 
 Man. So, I fay, having taught him his Orthographia, Etymo- 
 
 logia and Profodia, having alwayes a follicitous eye over his beha- 
 viour : I did learn him to make his reverence, not as your Monfeurs 
 do, but more gravely in this manner ; next, how to ^congees, &c. 
 
 take a Lady by the hand; So afterwards how to kifs, — 
 
 in this fafhion ■ 
 
 Mar. A pretty method indeed. 
 
 Man. I gave him, as I fay, wholfom admonitions, cautions, in- 
 structions, and now and then fome little exhortations. Primo, 
 Not to be garrulous ; for, (believe me, Ladies) Vir sapit, qui 
 pauca loquitur ; you are alwayes wifeft when you hold your peace. 
 And then with that gefture to difcourfe, gravely, as you fee me, 
 
 C and 
 
i o Marciano ; or, 
 
 and like a School-man •, (for, I have been iometimes Hypodidafca- 
 lus in the great School of Florence, imo Hypodidafculus , Ladies,) 
 but, as I faid, I learned him to be concinne and terfe in his habit, 
 with hair in the same longitude, as you fee mine. Secundo, How- 
 to keep a clean mundified nofe, not with his fleeve, but with his fu- 
 darium, or handkercher 
 
 Mar. He intends to weary us I think. 
 
 Man. Tertio, As I faid {hoc agatur ferio) tertio, as I 
 
 faid, tertio, inquam, to eat his meat with a great deal of circum- 
 fpecfion and neatly ; that is to fay, with one finger and his thumb 
 
 thus Quarto, To contain himfelf a capite fcalpendo ; from 
 
 fcratching of his head, (give ear I befeech you, Ladies, for it con- 
 cernes you.) 
 
 Mar, He thinks we are his Schollars. 
 
 Chryf. Peace, Sifter, let us hear him out. 
 
 Man. Quarto, As I faid, (take heed) Quinto, I fay, and 
 maxime a crepitando & erublando ; that is, from emitting ven- 
 tofities or flatuofities from his concavities : with feveral other ad- 
 monitions, according to the dictates of Joannes Sulpitius, and Gui- 
 lielmus Lillius, my two very good and learned friends 
 
 Mar. Will he never make an end ? 
 
 Man. But, above all, Ladies, for respect to his friends (becaufe 
 I am incarcerate with obligations to all his paternal Relations) I did 
 alwayes exhort him to abflain from tripudiation or dauncing, gla- 
 diation or fencing, lufitation or gaming, equitation or riding, £5f fie 
 de ceteris \ So that now he is one of the beft educate youths in Flo- 
 rence, elfe Ego operam & oleam perdidi. 
 
 Chryf. He is very much obliged to you, Sir. t 
 
 Man. Now, I will not moleft you with a more ample relation 
 of his good qualifications ; but, he is a friend to modefty and chafti- 
 
 ty, an enemy to superbity, in potu moderatus ; but, notandum 
 
 he is mofl locuplete both in argentary and frumentary rents 
 
 not given to luxury or venery no, not at at all to venery 
 
 Mar. What a tedious harangue for nothing. 
 
 Man. But, (to conclude, becaufe now the time is gone) as I faid 
 before, as I fay now, and I hope your intelligence does comprehend, 
 when he comes into Town, I (hall concomitate him to your domi- 
 cile 
 
The Dif cover y. 1 1 
 
 die, diverfory, chamber, cubicular, or what you pleafe, and fo 
 
 farewell. Exit. 
 
 Chryf. What a meer Pedant ! 
 Mar. As ever liv'd, Sifter, I cannot love him. 
 Chryf Peace, Sifter, let us appear civil before him ; for,- he Is 
 imployed by that Gentelman Becabunga's friends, to found our 
 
 humours I warrand you 
 
 And what our friends have ordain'd, we will do, 
 What e're it be, there's reafon for it too. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 ^Cdena 
 
 Sexta. 
 
 Enter Arabella fola, as at Siena, having got intelligence 
 of the Rebels victory. 
 
 Ar. npOo true 1 fear'd it alwayes ; now frail woman, 
 
 JL Has thou no eyes ? Art thou not fenlible 
 
 Already of our flavery ? Barbaro, 
 
 A Florentine, a profef'd enemy 
 
 To all Siennois, will become our Mafler. 
 
 But hold imagine the brave Marciano, 
 
 As gods know, and I fear, a prifoner. 
 Confequently thy heart in quarter with him, 
 
 Pray, what wouldftt do ? Refolve, poor Arabella, 
 
 Would'if not go fearch him ? or would'ft rather flay 
 
 Thou at Siena here, he, God knows where. 
 
 Love prompts the firfl, honour perfwades the laft, 
 
 This fear advifes, that hope flrongly prefTes ; 
 
 Fear tells me, I fhould erre ; for, may be he 
 
 Whom in profperity, I did fcarce efteem, 
 
 May now forget me too, (a fault our Sex 
 
 Ofttimes commit, more through infirmity 
 
 Then malice) yet, were I aflur'd he were 
 
 Prifoner in Florence, I'd no more debate, 
 
 But fearch and find him, at whatever rate. Exit. 
 
 C 2 ABus 
 
1 2 Marciano ; or, 
 
 ASlus Secundus. Selena Prima, 
 
 Enter Marciano, a boy with him as in an Inn. 
 
 ' I ^His Inn is good now late 1 might have here 
 
 ±_ Convenient lodging, if I durfl but flay 
 
 Sirrah, go fee my horfes Exit Boy. 
 
 A chair Jet out. 
 
 Good gods ! is't come to this ? muft we behold 
 
 Rebellion in its full Epitafis ? 
 
 No antidote to fave th'empoyfoned State ?- 
 
 -Thofe forces, I had rallyed, now undone, 
 
 Routed, quite routed what fhall I refolve 
 
 Pve overcome a tedious voyage O ! 
 
 If I could now have but one half hours reft, 
 
 That with good news from my Prince would refrefh 
 
 Both body and foul But yet how can my eyes 
 
 Receive their lawfull tribute, when my heart 
 
 Is tofs'd 'twixt hope and love ? hope bids me live 
 
 To fee a blefTed Cataftrophe yet to all 
 
 Our prefent tumults love perfwades me rather 
 
 To dye, then fee the vertuous Arabella, 
 (Although unkind to me, as yet defpifing 
 My ardent fuit) become a prey to fuch 
 As know no love, but in their tyranny. 
 
 O heavenly, divine creature would thou know [fits down 
 
 My prefent flames — wer't poflible thofe fighs 
 
 My troubled heart fends forth, might be condenf'd 
 
 Into one body : fure they could inform 
 
 Thofe very ftones with breath, thofe ftones fhould move : 
 Thofe ftones fhould fpeak ; and as they are become 
 The only witnefTes of my complaint, 
 So be the true Embaffadours of my forrow ; 
 
 To 
 
The Difcovery. 
 
 To mow the vertuous Arabella that 
 
 Thus for her love takes a nap. 
 
 Enter boy hajlily. 
 
 My Lord the enemy the enemy Fly... Fly... Fly. 
 
 Exit boy running 
 Marciano bolts out of his chair. 
 Fly ! Fly ! avaunt with that base cowardly gibbrifh ; 
 That Algebra of honour ; which had never 
 
 Been narn'd, if all had equal courage what ? 
 
 I fly ! Poor rogue, 'had as good bid me dye. (draws 
 
 Fie force my way, or make a noble end, 
 Valour does fometimes humane wit tranfcend. 
 
 Enter Souldiers , fwords drawn, &c. 
 
 I. Soul. This way 'tis he take quarter. 
 
 Marc. Quarter ! no flaves Fie fee your entrails tirft. 
 
 Thus Dogs \figbt, Sould. falls back, 
 
 J Marciano purjues. 
 Enter again hastily. 
 
 The hounds are now at a bay — 
 
 No way t'efcape fortune, if not me, 
 
 Commiferate at leaft my Prince 1 prize not 
 
 My life, if I mull: dye, transform my foul 
 
 Into fome loyal breail:, 1 dye contented. 
 
 Enter Soul, as before. 
 There again villains, are you fo bold 
 
 -This fword mail tame you \ falls back as before, 
 
 J Marciano purfues. 
 A noyfe within. Enter Borafco, Souldiers with them, 
 
 Marciano prifoner. 
 Bor. Sir, your noble courage hath oblidged our care, 
 The tearms of your furrender mail be obferved 
 
 Faithfully now to horfe 
 
 Marc. I do obey, Sir, for with fuch as you 
 
 A word does more, then oaths with cowards do. 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 
 Cdena 
 
H 
 
 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Sccena Secunda. 
 
 Enter Manduco, with Signior Becabunga, knock at the door. Sec. 
 
 Ma 
 
 H° 
 
 -who is within there ? 
 
 Enter Boy. 
 
 Boy. Your fervant Gentlemen. 
 
 Man. Is the Lady Marionetta within ? 
 
 Boy. Yes, Sir, Pray what are you, who demands ? 
 Man. Why, here is Signior Becabunga newly come to town 
 But heark you, is fhe occupyed ? 
 
 Boy. How Sir. 
 
 Man. Profane Fellow 1 mean, is fhe not busie 
 
 fay, at leifure ? 
 
 Boy. O, yes pleafe you walk in. 
 
 Man. Yes- 
 
 -that 
 
 is to 
 
 -yes- 
 
 -heus- 
 
 -ingrediamur. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Pleafe 
 
 Enter again at the other end, chairs Jet. 
 you to walk here a little, while 
 
 Boy. 
 
 Ladies 
 
 Man. Remember now, when 
 matrimony with a great 
 
 you 
 
 are 
 
 g° 
 
 to 
 
 call the 
 Exit. 
 propone 
 comple- 
 
 m private 
 a great deal of ceremony, and for your 
 ments, you may call her the Lady that triumphs in the Coach-box 
 of your affections, a bewitching Syren, a beautifull Thais, and fo 
 forth, as occafion offers. Praife her hair, her eyes, her ears, her 
 breasts, &c. There is abundance of choice epithe,tes to be had, you 
 may say her face is like a Print-book of divers characters, that puzles 
 the reader, her nofe like the ftyle of a Dyal, her eyes like Stars, her 
 hair like Gold, her teeth like Ivory, her veins like filk, and her breasts 
 
 like milk, and fo forth, as I faid before : you'l remember on 
 
 this now. 
 
 Bee. Yes, yes, I warrand vou, I fhall remember— —let me fee 
 
 yes, 
 now, her breafls, 
 
 and her nofe 
 
 cloaths ? 
 
 you, 
 
 her moulders, her toes, her fingers, her nayls 
 —But hark you, muff I say nothing of her 
 
 Man. 
 
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 Man. How come you to say that now ? 
 
 Bee. Why ? her nofe makes me remember on it. 
 
 Man. So fo — come fall upon the ) Enter Chryfolina, Mari- 
 
 Ladyes go 1 fay. j onetta, Bee. Salutes, £sV. 
 
 Bee. Ladyes, I am indeed glad to fee you now. 
 
 Man. Ladyes, I am your devotionated devotionary. 
 
 Mar. You are welcome to Town Sir. 
 
 Bee. Proteft, Ladyes, I am your humble fervant. 
 
 Man. As before, nam calum non animum mutat. \,. 7 ?■ 1 
 
 Bee. As before, nam calos non animus mutat. f ,. , r 
 
 ) his back. 
 
 Man. You are wrong — Say 1 did long vehemently to fee you 
 
 as one in child-bed. 
 
 Bee. I did long vehemently to see you in child-bed. 
 
 Man. A meer brutum animall ! "] Man. retires in 
 
 Bee. What's the matter, Sir, did not I fay >a rage Becabunga 
 very well now. ) follonves him. 
 
 Man. No it was altogether finiftruous, I have efFodiate 
 
 the treafure of my brain in educating you, and yet for all that 
 
 you are a meer ignoramus. 
 
 Bee. O 1 will do well enough yet Pray, tell me what I 
 
 mould say, for the Ladyes are waitting upon me. 
 
 Man. No 1 will complement them my felf fpeak not you 
 
 ■ ne vel unum gru. 
 
 Ladyes, This gentelman is newly arrived at Florence the defuetude 
 of amorous converfation, with the affuetude of rurall exercifes 
 have fo, as I may fay, confounded his intellectuals, that if he hefi- 
 tate in the pronunciation, he hopes you will meerly attribute it to 
 his campeftriall, trimeftriall perigrination. 
 
 Chryf. We not only excufe you, Sir, but likewife account our- 
 felves honoured by your vifit Pi ay fit down Sir. 
 
 *- , r . . "} Bee. fits down by 
 
 Man Yes, yes, without ceremony. I Mar Man./* fa- 
 
 Bec. Why 1 thmk, you are filent, Madam. j, w & |^ 
 
 Mar. I love not to prate Sir. 
 Bee. Nor I either. 
 
 Man. Nay so long as he was under my ferula ; I did labour to 
 coerce in him that loquacious verbofity, or rather verboflous lo- 
 quacity 
 
1 6 Marciano ; or, 
 
 quacity, with which moft part of the perverfe temporary adolel- 
 cency is contaminate, for I hate garrulity, as I am facundious, 
 I do. 
 
 Bee. I vow. Madam, you are very bony, fince I ) Man. takes a 
 
 fee you kit O, I have had rare paftime in the J pype of tobacco. 
 
 country this harveft, brave hunting, and hawking of hares ; and 
 but the laft day comming in to the Town, I tooke a couple of them 
 by the way. O, Madam, you will not beleeve what brave fport 
 wee have now. I wonder why you have stay'd in city all this 
 while ? 
 
 Mar. What fhould we have done in the country, Sir, hunted, 
 and hawked as you doe? 
 
 Man. I hope this does not offend you, Madam. Chryf. Not 
 at all, Sir. 
 
 Man. I fhould be loath to offend any ) Smoakes in ChryJ.face 
 man, but I am without ceremony. ) Smoakes in Mar. face. 
 
 Mar. Ufe your own liberty, Sir, 
 
 Man. Nay, I do it to draw down reuthm from my brain, with 
 which my lungs are much infefted : for, d'you fee, 'tis a very falu- 
 tiferous herbe : it difpofes the minde for ftudy, and moves in feve- 
 rall places ; I will fhow you what by it's help I made laft night ; 
 marry a lonnet upon a Lady, whofe beauty had almoft tempted me 
 
 to affect her. She walk'd J^fings. Nay; hold, I have a good 
 
 voice for writing, but not for reading. I will read then. 
 
 Sonnet 
 She lualk'd along ivith fuch a grace , 
 And fuch a catching eye, 
 That, had her Mafque not hid her face 
 
 Then certainly 
 
 In feme degree, 
 I had become a lover certainly. 
 
 I had become 
 
 Both blind, and dumb, 
 For Cupids thundring dart 
 
 Had piere'd my heart. 
 
 It had by my facunditie. 
 
 But 
 
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 But I more prudent was then fo 
 
 Aflbon as Ihe drew nigh 
 I turn'd my back to her, and lo 
 
 She glyded by. 
 
 Immediatly. 
 Then I began to ruminate, and fay 
 
 What is wo man ? 
 
 Even no man. 
 
 Why then mould wee love her, 
 
 Seing we are above her, 
 And ihe, at bell:, mans hacqueney ? 
 
 Man. arifes. 
 
 But heark you, Madam, I beleeve 'tis now time wee fhou'd 
 
 leave them to their private confabulation. 
 
 Cbryf. Yes Sir, with all my heart. 
 
 Man. One word then with this Gentelman, and I am^gone 
 
 Heus, be attentious and circumfpectious in your behaviour, remem- 
 ber on thofe elegantes phrafes, I taught you when you came in : fo 
 I will retire, and leave you for a fpace. 
 
 Exit with Ckryf. 
 
 Bee. Now wee are all alone, Madam, I hope you know my errand. 
 
 Mar. Not well, Sir. 
 * Bee. I am fure, my Father faid he caufed the Lady Saromanca 
 fpeak to you, or elfe I am deceived. 
 
 Mar. But you had befl fpeak to my Uncle, Sir ; I am at hij 
 dilpofall. 
 
 Bee. You are very modeft. )* Offers to.kiJ/e,ffe rejufes 
 
 Mar. And I hope that is a vertue in a maid, Sir. 
 
 Bee. As I am a virgin, it is j I love you all the better for it : 
 and Fie affure you fo long as you are modeft, you can never be im- 
 pudent. Enter Boy. 
 
 Madam, Signior Pantaloni is below, (hall I], tell him you are 
 within ? 
 
 Mar. Yes, yes, by all means, you muft not deny us to fuch a 
 Gentelman of quality as he is. 
 
 Bee. Signior Pantaloni, fay you, my old comrade, I would be 
 very glad to fee him. 
 
 D Mar 
 
1 8 Marciano • or, 
 
 Mar. He is in luite of my Sifter, a Gentelman of a great eftate. 
 I am much for the match •, Fie go caufe my Sifter come hither. 
 
 At the other end enter Signior Pantaloni, 
 Bee. falutes him. 
 
 Bee. Signior Pantaloni ! 
 
 Pant. Signior Becabunga welcome to Town in good faith 
 
 Yow are very gallant. y Surveyes Bee. cloaths. 
 
 Bee. It is my winter fuite, Sir, it coft my Father a good 
 
 deal of money, more than the price of ten bolls of wheat, or barley, 
 I war rand you. 
 
 Pant. I am fure, you have had brave fport in the country all 
 this while. 
 
 Bee. O yes : you know my dog Springo ? 
 
 Pant. Yes, and Gajlo, graybitcho, brounhoundo, and all the tribe 
 of them : I knew them all fince they were puppets, and your 
 felf too. 
 
 Bee. Why, I will let him loofe with any 'his match in 
 Tufcany. 
 
 Pant. O what a fool was I, might not I have been with you 
 all this while, if it had not been for this baggagely Miftris of mine, 
 Madam Chryfolina, call you her, whom my Mother will have me 
 to woo whether I will or not, I may fay ; I had been in the coun- 
 try all this harveft. But, what fhall I tell you, have not I learn'd 
 
 fince I fee you to dance forsooth that's a coupee — \r -a, l 
 
 that's a circumflex pas : that's a tranfverfe pas, &c., y ** 
 
 Bee. O brave Pantaloni ! y Enter Manduco leading the Ladyes. 
 
 Pant. I, but I can fence too — zeefl — zeefl — zeefl y Thrufls at Bee. 
 
 Pant. Ladyes, I hope I have not com'd in jnto you \ Difcover 
 as I may fay intrufioufly, or intrufively. ) the Ladyes. 
 
 Chryf. Not at all Sir, you are very welcome, pray how does your 
 Lady mother, and your Sifters ? 
 
 Pant. All in good health, Madam, at your fervice Signior 
 
 Manduco, you are welcome to Town. 
 
 Man. Signior Pantaloni, I am yours integrally, and quafi exul- 
 to in the profperity of this our congreilion. 
 
 Enter Boy. 
 
 Madam, the two Gentelmen you call Cafio and Leonardo defire 
 to fee you. Mar. 
 
The DiJ cover y. 19 
 
 Mar. Go tell them we are not within. 
 
 Chryf. Tell them we are not at leafure, Sirrah. 
 
 Exit Boy. 
 
 Man. What are they ? 
 
 Pant. Ranting, young blades, like the times, I warrand you, 
 two fellows, that have frequented all your Stage-playes in Italy, 
 and I heard our Chaplain fay ; and my Sifter too (which is more) 
 that Playes were very unlawfull and impious. 
 
 Man. Playes are indeed profane, federate, abominable, yea, 
 abominably abominable -which I will maintain multis argu- 
 ments. 
 
 Pant. Befides, they are great mockers of fuch Gentlemen as 
 us, who are better then themfelves. 
 
 Man. Are they of the Dukes party ? 
 
 Pant. Yes, I warrand you. 
 
 Man. Hoc fatis ejl odi totam gentem : Ladies, you do well 
 
 not to converfe with them but no more of them : Ladies, what 
 
 would you think of a perambulation in this calid, aeftivous fea- 
 fon? 
 
 Chryf. But whether (hall we walk, Sir ? 
 
 Pant. Any where, Madam, I mail wait upon you. 
 
 Bee. And, I fhall flick clofe to my Lady, forfooth. 
 
 Mar. Wee'l have a coach then. 
 
 Bee. By all means call a Coach. 
 
 within, Coach, &c. 
 
 Man. Let us then pafTe the Pomeridian hours in obambulation : 
 for I am defatigate with feflion. 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 
 D2 Selena 
 
20 
 
 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Sctena 'Tertia. 
 
 Enter Borafco with Arabella Prifoner. 
 
 Ar. /~* Ood my Lord, for the refpecl: to honour, 
 
 \JTrove courteous to a poor diftreffed Lady, 
 And now your prifoner 
 
 Bor. My prifoner Not, by this hand, fo much, 
 
 As I am yours. {kijfes her hand* 
 
 Ar. I fhould belye my paflion, Sir, if I, 
 Next to the publike deftiny of my Country, 
 Did not refent my own calamity •, 
 But yet your undeferved clemency 
 Does moderate my misfortunes 
 
 Bor. How ! undeferved when even Cannibals, 
 
 Tam'd by the afpect of your radiant eye, 
 Would quit their barb'rous, fuperftitious rites, 
 And offer, what their gods ufurp, to you. 
 
 Ar. Sir, I owe much, I muft confefs, to nature, 
 But your applaufe inflames the bill more high, 
 'Tis now our common fate to be imprifon'd, 
 But not fo common to be thus refpected. 
 
 Bor. Lady, what the Lord Barbaro hath ordain'd 
 
 I hold it alwayes juftice but becaufe 
 
 Your face does fpeak you one, whom all mould honour, 
 
 That e're have known what love is, I regrate 
 
 This your confinement ; the caufes of which 
 
 Are only known to his excellency, (Enter Iaylor. 
 
 Time will difcover all but here he comes 
 
 Who muft be your guardian Sirrah 
 
 Jayl. Your pleafure, my Lord ? 
 
 Bor. By order from the Senate, you'r commanded 
 
 To take this Lady in your cuftody 
 
 See you refpec"t her, Sirrah, let her not 
 
 Be 
 
The Discovery. 2 \ 
 
 Be uf 'd, as other ordinary prifoners. 
 
 Mark what I fay, you varlet ferve her well. 
 
 JayL I fhall, forfooth, my Lord, fhe mail be as well uf 'd as 
 any Lady can be in prifon. 
 
 Bor. Madam, Fie viiit you fometimes, and fee 
 You treated, like an honourable Lady. 
 This Fellow mall have fpecial care of you, 
 Command him at all times ; and for my fervice, 
 
 Pray fpare it not farewell fhe is my prifoner, [afide. 
 
 I mall have fit time yet t'impart my flames. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 JayL Now, forfooth, Madam, will you be pleafed to walk 
 
 Fie conduct you to as neat, a wel-fwipp'd, wel-trimm'd Room, 
 as you can have in many parts of Florence : My Lord Borafco, 
 is a very obliging Gentleman, and Fie affure you, he loves to be 
 courteous ; I will have a care of you for his fake ; my Wife, and 
 I (I muff have you acquaint with her, Madam) for fhe is one of the 
 loving'ft, dutifull, old Sluts, that you have known 
 
 Ar. Come then, let's go 
 
 JayL My Wife and I, I fay, Madam, fhall ferve you to a 
 
 hair, for fhe loves to be courteous, as well as my felf. 
 
 Ar. Where are my Countrymen lodg'd ? I'd rather 
 Be with them, as elfewhere 
 
 JayL A Pi/an, Madam ? 
 
 Ar. No a Siennois. 
 
 [JayL] There are many Siennois Nobles in my cuftody. 
 
 Ar. The Lord Marciano : fince 'tis my misfortune 
 To be his Fellow-prifoner. 
 
 JayL Madam, you fhall fee him, for I love to be courteous, 
 efpecially to ftrangers, Madam. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 ^Cdena* 
 
22 Marciano^ or, 
 
 Sc<ena ^uarta. 
 
 Enter Chryfolina, Marionetta, as in their Chamber. 
 
 Mar. TT ow did you like our laft entertainment, Sifter ? 
 
 JljL Chryf. Indifferently well ; I love that fame Gen- 
 tleman, Signior Becabunga : he is none of your ranting young 
 Gallants, but a fober youth as is in all Florence. 
 
 Mar. 'Tis true, but yet 
 
 Chryf. — What don't you love him, Sifter ? you are a 
 
 fool if you let fuch a fair occafion flip fuch a fine Woodcock is 
 
 not ftart every day : he hath a great Eftate, Sifter, remem- 
 ber that. 
 
 Mar. 'Tis all true 
 
 Chryf. I, and he will not readily fpend it ; his Tutor, Man- 
 
 duco, hath bred him very fparingly honeft man, I proteft he is 
 
 an honeft man : -yea, a very honeft man. 
 
 Mar. He is indeed 
 
 Chryf. And then, Sifter, you may have a very contented life 
 with him : he is a good-natur'd, fweet youth, he will give you 
 all your will, and PI affure you that is a great property in a man. 
 
 Mar. And what think you of your own Suitor, Pantaloni 
 
 all this while ? \ Enter Caf sio, Leo- 
 
 Chryf Why- 1 know not what I fhall J nardo, quietly. 
 
 fay of him yet. J^Mar. difcovers them. 
 
 Mar. Goodnefs ! how came they here ? \ Chryf Jlarts back. 
 
 Leon. Nay, my pretty Daphne, fly not my J amazed. 
 embraces, I know we have furprifd you now. 
 
 Calf. What pretty intrigue of love was the object of your dif- 
 courfe, pray let us be fharers with you in your entertainment. 
 
 Leon. My life for't, you were devifing fome ftratagem, how to 
 crofle the designs of fome affectionat Votary : you have no pity 
 on our Sex now a dayes, Ladies. 
 
 Caff. None, indeed, if you were not vifible in this age, then we 
 fhould not love : but, when we once conceive flames of affection 
 
 for 
 
to Mai 
 
 The Difcovery. 23 
 
 tor you, in lieu of fomenting us in our delights, you make love a 
 difeafe to us by your unmercifull nicety, which deprives us J al- 
 together of your converfation ; this is fad, Ladies ; truft me 'tis 
 fad. 
 
 Mar. You wrong our Sex, Sir. 
 
 Chryf. But, d'you hear, Sir, ferioufly I intreat you would for- 
 bear fuch vifits ; for, you will but give people occasion to talk of 
 what we never thought on. 
 
 Mar. And befides, Sir, thofe who challenge power over us will 
 be offended at this entertainment : we intreat you then, Gentlemen, 
 to leave us. 
 
 Caff. Farewell, then, cruel beauty, but do not ima-~ 
 gine fuch a harfh repulfe will flop the current of my 
 boundlefs love ; abfence fhall never prove fo fatal : but 
 while my breath (hall demonftrate that I live, this 
 heart, this fpeech and this hand fhall demonstrate that 
 I love you. Farewell bright ftar of my fancy. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Leon. Such a fair Lady cannot be fo cruel, I will not^l 
 take this anfwer as a repulfe, but rather conftrue it the [ p, ^ 
 
 molt favourable way. Farewell, time, I hope, fhall ( * ' 
 
 melt the feverity of your refolutions. J 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Chryf. Farewell my ranting gamfters, we are not meat for your 
 
 mouths. What foolifh people have we in our houfe, Sifter, to 
 
 admit them Gentlemen ? why, they came in upon us while we 
 
 were ferious. 
 
 Mar. Yes, Sifter, and if one of us had been commenting on the 
 Pifs-pot, it had been all one to them, when doors are left open. 
 
 Chryf. And knowing that our friends cannot endure them, they 
 mould, at leaft, in confcience, have denied them accefs. O ! how I 
 fhall baffle them fame wenches that did not look to our Chamber 
 door better. 
 
 Mar. I proteft, Sifter, we must marry quickly, otherwayes we 
 (hall be conftantly infefted with fuch importunate Suitors ; and 
 that, in my opinion, is no great pleafure to a woman, it diftracts 
 their fpirits, me thinks. 
 
 Chryf 
 
24 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Chryf. You fay right, Sifter, wee fhall never be well, untill 
 we be even well marryed. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 - Selena §)uinta. 
 
 Enter Borafco, with Arabella in prifon. 
 
 Bor. "| j Ady, I have at length obtain'd that favour 
 
 I _j Of the Lord Barbara, you may go abroad 
 To any part o'th citty that you pleafe. 
 Providing you return hither at night 
 
 Ar. My Lord, I thank you kindly. I find you have 
 Exceeded in your favours, fince I came 
 Into this prifon : you have (without flattery) 
 Even overacted courtefie to me 
 
 Bor. I plead not fo for every one, but you 
 
 May challenge my refpects : the power I have 
 
 As captain of the Guards, (hall be employed 
 
 To ferve you, Madam, as you pleafe command me. 
 
 Ar. Then 'pray, my Lord, 'mongst others, grant me this, 
 To fee the Lord Marciano. 
 
 Bor. Madam, I fhall conduct you to his Chamber, 
 Or, if you pleafe, he fhall come hither to you. 
 
 Ar No, I will go to him. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 coena 
 
 Sixta. 
 
 At the other end enter Marciano, with him the Jaylor. 
 
 Mar. A Lady, fay'ft thou ? 
 
 £\_ JayL Yes, my Lord, a young Lady. 
 Marc. A Lady, and a Siennois, ftrange ! 
 
 Who 
 
The Difcovery. 
 
 2 5 
 
 Who can this be !~ but now I have a thought, 
 
 Yet I dare not exprefTe it -can it be ! 
 
 No, fure impoffible prethee begone, 
 
 And leave me to my felf 
 
 Jay/. She will be here by and by, my Lord. 
 
 Marciano Jo/us. 
 
 Marc. Well, who this Lady is, I cannot think, 
 
 But in a dreame ; O, may I yet imagine, 
 
 Tis me Nay, hold my hope cannot support 
 
 Such a ftrong thought of blefle ! I mail offend 
 
 Even in thinking )* Marciano difcovers her. 
 
 —A cheat a meer cheat eyes do not gull me. 
 
 Exit Jay/. 
 
 } Enter Arabe/la 
 quietly. 
 
 The Lady Arabe/la ! 
 I heare her talk, 
 
 -No, unlefFe 
 
 PI think it ftill a phantafme 
 Speak fair ghofl is it thee ? 
 
 Ar. Marciano, it is I, the unfortunate Arabel/a. 
 
 Marc. Then it is no more I O how I am 
 
 Transported ! how that divine voyce hath ravifhed 
 
 My duller fenfes ! is't poffible, you weep 
 
 In fympathy with my afflictions ? 
 
 Ar. Yea altogether. 
 
 Marc. Good gods ! it is me O does Arabella, 
 
 Who, while I was in full profperity, 
 
 Did frown upon my Paflions : ftoop fo low, 
 
 As fee me now in mifery unlefTe 
 
 She mean, as children, with their hobby-horfes, 
 T'unravell me, that fhe may thereby fee 
 
 What ftufF I do contain : dare I prefume 
 
 To think that love to me hath brought you hither ? 
 
 Ar. Moll: true nought elfe 
 
 Marc. Fair innocence, whofe prefence does revive 
 My fpirits in this agony of forrowes, 
 While I am coop'd up, as a parrot, here, 
 Expecting every day, when Atropos 
 Shall cut my thread of life ; that thou mould daigne 
 To vifit me ! had your fair hand difpatch'd 
 One word in port, it had been too great honour. 
 
 E 
 
 } Approaches 
 to her. 
 
 ^Embraces her. 
 
 V 
 
 Embraces 
 igain. 
 
 But 
 
Marciano ; or. 
 
 But thus to be thy own EmbafTadour, 
 'Tis a bewitching happinefTe \ no tongue 
 
 Can well exprefle my paffion good, my ftars 
 
 Preferve me from an extafie ! 
 
 Ar. You wrong me, Marciano, I left Siena, 
 Hearing of your bad fuccelTe ; thence I came 
 To Luca ; there not finding you, to Florence, 
 To fee if I could purchafe your enlargement, 
 Either by art, or favour : but no fooner 
 Was I come hither, when I was fufpected 
 As one, who keep't fecret intelligence 
 With the Dukes party here, and fo committed- 
 
 Marc. Committed — how ! — committd — heathnifh wretches ! 
 
 Barbarous Rebells ! to imprifon one, 
 
 Whom Indians had fpar'd, By Mars unheard of 
 
 Even amongft Turks, and Tartars ! Ar. Nay forbear, 
 I am not fo unfortunate, as you think, 
 The Senate meaning thus to punim me 
 
 Have rather cherim'd me: your company 
 
 May well allay my griefs. 
 
 Marc. By this and this yKiffes her hatid. 
 
 You honour me too much, but which is fad, 
 I never mail be able to repay 
 That love to you, which I owe, feing every hour 
 I doe expect my fentence 
 
 Ar. Alas ! harm fates ! O frail reward of courage ! 
 
 Enter Jaylor. 
 
 Jayl. Madam, my duty bears me to conduct you to your 
 Chamber, it is now high time. 
 
 Ar. My Lord, adieu, I fhall fee you to morrow. 
 
 Marciano fo/us. Exit with Jayl. 
 
 Marc. Farewell, my fouls delight, — O unkind Stars ! 
 A fit theatre for fuch entertainment ! 
 
 An embleme of our love ! But I exclaim 
 
 Unfeafonably. O how prettily 
 
 Fortune hath tyed me, as a Shrove-tide bird, 
 While Saturne, Mars and Cupid levell at me : 
 
7 'he Discovery, 
 
 A fig for all her tricks 1 fcorn her frown, 
 
 She can win nothing, while my hearts my own. Exit. 
 
 Sccena Septima. 
 
 Enter Strenuo with the Jaylor. 
 
 Stren. T S he fentenced already ? 
 
 X JayL No, got yet ; but he muft die. 
 
 Stren. Well let him go, 'twill learn others to be wife, friend; 
 
 for, Souldiers haue but flirewd arrears paid them now for their 
 lervice. 
 
 Jay/. I am really forry for him ; as I am true Florentine he is 
 a noble Gentelman, and loves to be courteous 
 
 Stren. But, d'you hear, Mr. Jaylor, fhall we have t'other cup 
 the night ? 
 
 JayL I at the Siena Tavern, Signior Strenuo, where we 
 
 may have a cup of good Canary ; I am for you there, Signior Stre- 
 nuo, and will fpend my checquin mofl heartily, Signior ; for, I love 
 to be frolique as well as courteous, efpecially with ftrangers, Signior. 
 
 Stren. Come then, brave old Boy, we'll have a cup o'th beft 
 
 on't. Will you go along now and PI give you your morning 
 draught ? 
 
 JayL No not now , I mud wait upon my Lord Borafco, 
 
 he fent word that he would be here by and by. 
 
 Stren. Farewell then at night old Hary at night. 
 
 Exit Stren. 
 
 JayL Yes, yes, I fhall not fail you Signior, I warrand you. This 
 fame Strenuo is a notable fellow, as ever I knew of a Siennois : he 
 loves to be courteous, effaith. 
 
 Enter Borafco with Souldiers. 
 
 Bor. See it be done, I fay, the Senate means 
 To whip moft of your ftubborn Siennois, 
 By his example firrah, Jaylor. JayL My Lord. 
 
 Bor. The Lord Marciano is condemn'd to die 
 
 JayL The time, my Lord 
 
 E 2 Bor. 
 
28 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Bor. Within fix dayes, no more refpite 
 
 Here are the Generals orders for it. 
 
 -Sirrah, look to your prifoner, watch him well. 
 
 PI double all the ordinary guards 
 About the prifon ; place my Sentinels 
 
 In every corner 
 
 Jay I. I mall watch him, my Lord, PI afTure you, 
 Bor. As you will anfwer us : now he mall die. 
 Although he hath efcap'd fometimes before, 
 His worfhip mall play faft and loofe no more. 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 
 Sctena OSlava. 
 
 Enter Chryfolina, Marionetta, as in their Chamber. 
 
 Chryf. T Profefs ingenuoufly, Sifter, I am afhamed of it. 
 
 JL Mar. And I likewife ; for people give eafily credit to 
 any report now a dayes. 
 
 Mar. Let's rather be uncivil as admit them next time, Sifter : 
 I love no fuch company, PI afTure you. 
 
 Enter Signior Pantaloni. 
 
 Pant. Ladies, I am come to wait upon you again according 
 
 to my duty -as in duty I am bound to undertake. 
 
 Chryf. Sir, you are very welcome, I hope your mother is well. 
 
 Pant. Yes, forfooth, Madam, how does your felf ? 
 
 Chryf. In very good health, Sir, I thank you. 
 
 Pant. I am very glad But, hark you, Madam one word 
 
 in private with you )*to Mar. This by your leave Mi- 
 
 ftris. y leads her aside. 
 
 Hark you me now my mother and I were fitting by the 
 
 fire-fide laft night, as it is our cuftom, you know, in the winter- 
 nights after fupper ; and 1 do not know what we were talking 
 
 of : but, amongft the reft I remember, if I have not forgot, 
 
 that (he faid fhe said, fayes fhe Now whether this 
 
 be 
 
The Difcovery. 29 
 
 be true or not, I cannot tell ; you know befl yourfelf : but, I am 
 fure me laid. it. 
 
 Chryf. What, pray Sir ? 
 
 Pant. Now 1 vow if it were true, I would be as glad of 
 
 it, as ever I was of my break-fast in a cold day ; for, I protefl 
 
 ingenuoufly, I am fure you know, I love to be ferious. 
 
 Chryf. Pray what's the matter, Sir ? 
 
 Pant. Why 1 vow I know you would blufh now, elfe I 
 
 would tell you it. 
 
 Chryf. I befeech you refolve me, Sir. 
 
 Pant. I vow, I can hardly do it now, I am fo ftupi- \ hiffes her 
 tied with the rarity of the object of your perfon. j* hand. 
 
 Chryf I can have no longer patience 
 
 Pan. Nay, hold here's it now 1 hope you will not 
 
 tell it again ; for it was told me as a great fecret why fayes 
 
 fhe but, as I told you, I know not furely if it be true or not : 
 
 but, fhall I tell you what I anfwered Marry, Lady mother, 
 
 fayes I-- 1 fear you are but fcorning me. 
 
 Chryf. But, what was it that fhe faid, Sir ? 
 
 Pant. Why 1 vow fhe even faid that you loved 
 
 me and O but I was blyth 
 
 Chryf. Hum and is that all ? keep fuch a long difcourfe for 
 
 nothing. 
 
 Pant. O ! 1 hope you are not angry. 
 
 Chryf No, no, Sir. 
 
 Mar. Why you might have faid all that in three words, 
 
 Sir. 
 
 Pant. Nay but prethee tell me if it be true : for, if it be not, 
 
 I fhall win two Ryals from my mother : for, fhe and I laid a wager 
 upon it, and I am come here for nothing elfe but to be refolved of it. 
 
 Mar. Well then, you have win, Sir. 
 
 Pant. Nay do not mock me now ; I profefs, I had rather 
 
 lofe a dozen of Ryals before fhe fhould not love me : for, I am 
 
 fure as fure as this glove is upon my hand 1 love her. 
 
 Enter Boy. 
 
 Boy. Madam, dinner is ready. 
 
 Chryf. We come. Signior, will you dine with us, and after- 
 wards we fhall talk of that at more leafure. Pant. 
 
30 Marciano^ or, 
 
 Pant. With all my heart, fair Ladyes, If you pleafe, I will 
 
 fup with you, and lye with you too 1 love your company fo 
 
 well. Exeuut omnes. 
 
 AStus Tertius^ Scaena Prima. 
 
 Arabella fola appears fitting at a table 
 as in her Chamber , &c 
 
 Ar. T Oaden with cares : o'rewhelm'd with misfortunes ! 
 
 1 y Can female fhoulders bear my heavie croiTes 
 
 I left my native country of Siena. 
 
 To find out Marciano here at Florence : 
 
 Now have I found him : but O ! how, God knowes, 
 
 And I too well percieve : unhumane fates, 
 
 Whether, ah ! whether will you hurrie me ? 
 
 No end to your feverity : Ay me ! 
 
 What have I done ? pray let me know my crime : 
 As yet I plead ifrong innocence : unlefTe 
 It be a crime to love : pray fhow my faults, 
 
 Or elfe fufpend my paines 
 
 Now (which is fad) I can fcarce have repofe 
 For fighs and cares : and when I once awake 
 Bora/Co, therein my true Jaylor, waits me, 
 With frefh follicitations : — thus my heart 
 Is rent in peeces ; th'one half forrow claimes, 
 
 The other love Ay me ! what mall I do ? J> weeps 
 
 Enter Strenuo 
 
 Str, Shee's difcontent already : but thofe newes 
 I bring, will make her fadder : I dare fcarce 
 Declare them, leaif (he fwoon Madam. 
 
 Ar. Welcome, dear Strenuo, pray how does thy Lord ? 
 
 Str. Well, Madam, but e're long, if fates prevent not 
 
 Ar. How — that again, me thinks, thou looks not chearfull 
 
 As thou were wont, how does my Lord, I lay ? 
 
 Str. 
 
The Bifcovery. 
 
 Str. (If I dare tell you) he's condemn'd to dye. 
 
 Ar. ■ To dye ! Ay me be mercifull, and kill me 
 
 Good Strenuoj honeft friend prethee difpatch 
 
 Str. Stay madam, you are mad 
 
 Ar. — Condemn'd to dye 
 
 how my heart firings, by that pin of grief, 
 As by an unexpert muficians hand, 
 
 "Who ftrives to raife his Lute to higheft notes, 
 Tun'd up above the nick begin to crack. 
 
 Str. Forbear, fair Lady, 'tis no time to weep, 
 Now wee mull: doo \ now wee muff mufter all 
 Our wits to plot his efcape 
 
 Ar. As how Alas fond Strenuo : efcape ! 
 
 Dream not on that, rather invent fome meanes, 
 How wee may dye together, like true lovers. 
 
 Str. Madam, you wrong your felf, Tie undertake. 
 By your afliftance, to efFect my purpofe. 
 
 Ar. By my affiftance, prethee doubt not that, 
 What will I not do, if I can, to fave him ? 
 
 Str. Then, Madam, here is aquafortis for you. 
 
 Look this will do it, Lady, this applyed 
 
 To th'iron grate o'th window, will confume it 
 In a fhort fpace ; then in the filent night 
 By help of a fmall rope he may efcape. 
 
 Ar. 'Tis well, but all depends on th : 'aquafortis , 
 
 1 cannot fafely carry it to his chamber ; 
 That Cerberus, that ugly cat-ey'd Jaylor 
 Will fure difcover me 
 
 Str. Nay, as for him, 
 He keep the villain tipling all the while 
 He never mail fufpecl: you ; I've provided 
 A fouldiers habit for my Lord, in which garb 
 The devill himfelf mail never fmell him out. 
 
 Pie fo difguife him : go good Madam, go 
 
 Tender my love to him, and prefTe him by 
 All meanes to ufe it quickly Pie wait on him 
 
 At 
 
Marciano; or, 
 
 At th'hour appointed 
 
 Ar. I go, pray heavens, it may fucceed. 
 
 Str. Fear not. Exeunt fever ally. 
 
 Scaena Secunda. 
 
 Enter Cailio and Leonardo. 
 
 Caff. ^^O you intend thither again, Leonardo, you were high- 
 
 v^ ly entertained, Boy. 
 
 Leon. And I believe, Caffto, you had but fmall encouragement. 
 
 Caff. Small encouragement indeed ; bnt you mufl know, love is 
 never in it's height, fo long as limitate within the fphere of reafon ; 
 I love her fo much the more that fhe appears unreafonable, as you 
 call it. 
 
 Leon. But, aflde, here comes Don Quixot \ Enter Becabunga and 
 and Sancho Pancho. J Pantaloni difcourfing. 
 
 Caff. 'Slid, let's accoft them. 
 
 Leon. No, let's firfl obferve their behaviour. 
 
 Pant. Say you fo ; O ! I long furioufly to travel. 
 
 Bee. I mar'le you delay fo long. 
 
 Pant. Why, I vow my trunk hath been twice a fhip-board for 
 Marfeilles, and myfelf at Ligorn, but, I vow my mother weep'd 
 fo, that I could not find in my heart to leave her. 
 
 Bee. And it may be the Lady Chry/blina would not permit you. 
 
 Pant. O no ; I know fhe would wait upon me fome half 
 
 year, or fo yet while I faw France and came back again ; although 
 I vow, fhee's a pretty, pretty, pretty Gentlewoman, as I know be- 
 twixt me and her. 
 
 Bee. You will have her yet, I warrand you. 
 
 Pant. I hope fo ; for I am fure fhe loves me, or elfe I have no 
 skill. 
 
 Bee. Does fhe fo, and that is fome encouragement though. 
 
 Caff. Prethee let's interrupt them, enough of fuch difcourfe in 
 all confeience. 
 
 Leon. Yes, now we will accofl: them . Gentlemen, the 
 
 general 
 
The Discovery, ^ 
 
 general character of you in this City, hath rendred us ambitious of 
 your acquaintance. 
 
 Cajf. Signior Beeabunga, you are mofl aufpicioufly returned to 
 the City. 
 
 Bee. Your humble fervant, Sir ; your exfoliation of me is un- 
 defended. 
 
 Leon. Sir, I do but what all ingenuous perfons yLeon to Pant. 
 fhould do, no queftion you are confeious of your \ Caff, takes Bee. 
 own merits. J ajide. 
 
 Pant. Sir, the faculty of my exprefsion is not capable to 
 
 entertain as I may fay or exprefs the motion of my af- 
 fection, to uphold as I may fay, acquaintance, familiarity with 
 
 you 1 hope you underftand me, Sir. 
 
 Leon. Yes, and admires your wit too, Sir. 
 
 Pant. Sir, I am your very humble fervant ; I hope I need not 
 back it with an oath ; nam, nemo tenetur (you know) jurare in 
 Juum detrimentum. 
 
 Cajf. Good, and what faid they ? 
 
 Bee. Why, they faid you were a couple of idle youths. 
 
 Leon. How ! Cajf. Prethee let me hear out this difcourfe. 
 
 Pant. Ho, ho, very true, I proteft I think they wrong'd 
 
 you : for, for my own part, as I am Gentleman, I think you are 
 very civil, although I fay it in your face. 
 
 Cajf. Good, and no more prethee ? 
 
 Bee, Nay, now I have not leafure, Manduco will be feeking me 
 through all the Town ; O he will chide me, if he find me not. 
 
 Cajf. Hang him a Loggar-head. 
 
 Bee. A Loggar-head, I would not for never fo much he heard 
 you fay that ; he thinks himfelf no fmall man I'l allure you. 
 
 Adieu, Sir Pantaloni, will you go ? Exit Bee. 
 
 Pant. Annon, Sir — ■ Gentlemen, I mall be very willing and 
 
 defirous that we may entertain our prefent converfation willingly : 
 and, for my part, / have the honour to drink one cup of wine with 
 you, I will wait upon you at any time or place convenient, if there be 
 
 no laivfull impediment . ivhy thefe parties may not be joyn'd Oh, 
 
 I crave you pardon, Gentlemen, Lapfus lingua non ejl atra- 
 
 mentum. Farewell. Exit. 
 
 F Leon. 
 
34 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Leon. Now, go thy wayes, Signior Pantaloni, thou art this day 
 as compleat a gull as lives in Florence, without difparagement of 
 any Gentleman ivhatfoever. 
 
 Caff. He hath difcovered all to me, Leonardo y I never read of 
 fuch humorous Ladies. 
 
 Leon. And they will be fo alwayes, while we can render them 
 gulls defpicable in their right. 
 
 Caff. Let's think then how to affront them. 
 
 Leon. PI rack my invention, but I will fet them by the ears to- 
 gether. 
 
 Caff. That were good, if you can do it handfomly. 
 
 Leon. PI do my beft ; come let's go confult upon it. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Sc<ena T'ertia. 
 
 Enter Marciano, Arabella. 
 
 Marc. T^)Erfwade me not, I cannot but abhor 
 J7 Such a prepofterous attempt 
 
 Ar. My Lord 
 
 Marc. Dear foul of fweetnefs, do not torture me 
 
 With fruitlefs plots within four dayes I die 
 
 Should I efcape and leave you prifoner 
 
 Think, think on that 
 
 Ar. You may efcape, my Lord ; 
 I have brought hither t'you, fome aquafortis 
 Which your friend Strenuo gave me this morning ; 
 You may apply it to the grate o'th'window 
 
 Marc. And what then 
 
 Ar. Your friend allures me 'hath a Souldiers habit 
 In readinefs for you. This fame aquafortis 
 
 Will do the buiinefs quick, apply it quickly 
 
 Look to your felf, now it grows late, my Lord. 
 
 Marc. May I trull: this 
 
 Ar. You may, indeed, 'tis true. 
 
 Now 
 
The Bifcovery. ^5 
 
 Now, now, or never, you muil foon apply it 
 
 This night you may as ealily efcape 
 
 Marc. Fie try this trick for once. 
 
 Ar. Fear not the Jaylor ; he is fox'd already, 
 
 So Strenuo did afTure me 
 
 Apply it then, and if you don't efcape- 
 
 Marc. He undertake it then leave this with me, 
 
 Pie go about it prefently mean time, 
 
 Pie caufe put all in order you muff return 
 
 Within an hour hence : and caufe Strenuo 
 
 Be ready at the window 
 
 Ar. Fear not that. 
 
 Marc. Farewell then. 
 
 Ar. May my choycelf prayers allift you. 
 
 Exit Marciano 
 
 Arabella fola. 
 And if this fail, what can a womans wit 
 
 Invent, that will fucceed ? -Alas, I fear, 
 
 Stil, ftill, I fear, while he be fafely hence. 
 I have uf'd all means, nothing left untry'd 
 For his enlargement ; yet could not prevail. 
 
 O love ! who can define thee hopes and cares, 
 
 In conftant ballance ; hov'ring up and down- 
 
 Here's a poor heart, within this troubled breafl ; 
 That like a malefactor at the bar, 
 
 Trembles at this defign : O powerfull love— 
 
 "What half thou not perfwaded me to do 
 
 ■But heark, a fong, I will give ear to it, 
 
 Sings behind the arras. 
 
 I know Borafco hath ordain'd it for me- 
 
 Song. 
 
 I. 
 
 So,fo, 
 
 Lo Lilliesy^, before the ~R.o{esJhoiu 
 Themfelves in bow-dye, fummers-livery. 
 
 Feajling the curious eye, 
 
 With choyce variety, 
 
 F 2 While 
 
36 Marciano\ or, 
 
 While as before 
 We did adore 
 
 NarcifTus in his prime. 
 Now Rofes do delyte 
 'The nycer appetite : 
 Such is the vajl difparity of time. 
 2 
 80, fo, 
 One woman fades , before another know 
 What His to be in love ; but in a trice 
 All men do facrifice 
 To th' 'latter, and defpife 
 Her, whom before 
 They did adore 
 
 Like Lillies in their prime. 
 Since now her fparkling eyes 
 Are darkned in difguife : 
 Such is the fad difparity of time. 
 
 Ar. A proper ft 'mile now I fee in what 
 
 Article his pulfe beats : no Syren mall 
 
 Bewitch my foul to love : O Marciano, 
 
 How I lament thy fate : heavens lend me tears, 
 
 Since by my prodigal expence of forrow, 
 
 I'me become banquerout : or elfe I beg 
 
 A period to my dayes : fince certainly, 
 
 Life without love, is but calamity. Exit weeping. 
 
 Scaena Septima. \_Sccena Quarta\ 
 
 Enter Manduco, Marionetta. 
 
 Mar. f^ An he not fpeak for himfelf, Sir ? he mufl court by 
 V^yhis embaffadours, forfooth. 
 Man. The reafon is, in promptu, Madam ; for the youth is 
 endued with pudicity : he cannot be his own buccinator, or Trum- 
 
 petei 
 
The Discovery. 37 
 
 petter of his own fame ; but he bid me allure you that he did 
 vehemently, imo toto corde affect you. And fo it may appear by 
 his own manufcripts ; as, exempli gratia, read the pipage, 20th 
 line of that luculent Epiftle of his to you, dated, I. Cal. Martii ; 
 You will find that a man cannot exprelTe himfelf more lovingly : he 
 calls you, enim, the prototype of all beauty, the Archetipe of mo- 
 defty, the fource from whence all other rivolets of chaftity do 
 Scaturiat, csV. Is not that amantifftmum ? 
 
 Mar. No, 'tis not enough, Sir. 
 
 Man. No why he told me, that you would not permit ovu- 
 lation, and what elfe can he do when he is in privat with you, for 
 I taught him not to be loquacious 
 
 Chryf. Be merry, Sifter, you are happy, you \ Enter Chryfoli- 
 are a Lady, Sifter j na hajlily. 
 
 Man. A Lady ! quid Jibi vult, to whom is fhe defponfat, 
 
 Madam ? 
 
 Chryf. The bufinefte is now at a clofe, Sifter, Caffio may go 
 to his travells now, he dare trouble you no more, Sifter. 
 
 Mar. What d'you mean ? fhall I be married, and not know 
 to whom ? 
 
 Man. Yes, Sicuti nunc mos ejl, you may be collocate 1 * r , 
 in nuptialls, before you know cui, quando, & quomodo, id J J* e ' 
 eft, to whom, how, or when. 
 
 Chryf. Don't you know, Sifter, Signior Becabunga f 
 
 Mar. Is he the man ? Chryf. Who elfe d'you think ? 
 
 Man. How now omnia reBe again Lady, I congratulat 
 
 the immenfe, ineffable felicity and fecundity of your fagacious 
 election 
 
 Chryf. Hath not he been wooing you all this while ? who elfe 
 mould be your husband, but he, pray ? Man. Hum 
 
 Mar. Well I am content. Man. ReBe 
 
 Chryf. Content, marry I mould willingly change conditions 
 
 with you. Man. Bene habet. 
 
 Chryf. He is a good match, Fie affure you. 
 
 Man. I can add a jurament to that. 
 
 Chryf Mr. Manduco, fhe owes much to you for it. 
 
 Man. To me, Madam : O I am obligate to your ingenuity. 
 
 Chr % . 
 
38 Marciano; or, 
 
 Chryf She does indeed, Sir : Come, Sifter, let's in, and de- 
 
 vife what rare fancies wee mull: have again!!: the wedding, wee'l 
 fend to the Mercers prefently, and have the best Sattins, taftatas, 
 ribbons and fuch other toyes, that can be had for money, come, 
 
 come, Farewell good Sir honeft friend Manduco, 
 
 farewell. 
 
 Mar. Well, he may be a good husband yet for all that 
 
 Manduco y<?/wj- Exeunt. 
 
 Friend Manduco, faith (he, notatu dignum : now am I their 
 friend, their amicall relation : fo, this matrimony is, I may fay, 
 now almofl, very nigh, altogether confummate : for which I 
 expect a large honorary from both parties : O the pregnant wit of 
 an intelligent Scholaftick ! now if I can efFectuat the like for Sig- 
 nior Pantaloni, I fhall have likewife aliquid amplius : 10 that I 
 mufl at length provide for a matrimoniall relation to my felf : for, 
 although, I be quinquagenarius, or fifty years of age, yet what 
 Virgin in Florence will refpuat me when I abound in riches, and 
 
 fhall be Dives agris, dives, pofitis infcenore nummis. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Sctena §hdnta. 
 
 Enter Pantaloni with Chryfolina. 
 
 P^/ATOwj Madam, fmce I have got you all) Embraces 
 XN alone, I protefl, I mufl make a little bold j her. 
 
 with you Chryf. How, Sir ! 
 
 Pant. In civility only, I mean in civility, Madam, for I would 
 only ask you one queftion, and that's not two, videlicet, whe- 
 ther or no, that is, when we may be Joyn'd in the lawfull band 
 of matrimony, betivixt thefe parties following, to wit. for you fee 
 Becabunga has not been long a doing, he has taken your Sifter to be 
 his lawfull fpoufe already, I hear, although he has been but a fort- 
 night a wooing of her, and yet I have been wooing you one time 
 with another thefe three moneths, I wot well, and I am fure that 
 you love me — Chryf. Are you fure, Sir ? 
 
 Pant. 
 
Yhe Difcovery. 39 
 
 Pant. Yes indeed, and I think there is as much reafon for the 
 one as for the other : and to be free with you, a my conscience I 
 might have had a bony Gentlewoman (jufl fuch another as your 
 felf) with twelve thoufand Duckats in portion, a moneth fince, 
 had it not been for you : confider, pray you, what you promifed to 
 my mother laft night. 
 
 Chryf. You will allow me a time to confult with my felf, Sir, 
 will you not ? 
 
 Pant. That's a ftrange confulting ! what have you been doing 
 ever fince I fee you firfl ? I am fure you have had time enough to 
 confult all this while : and Fl tell you now, when your friends and 
 mine have agreed, there's no time to confult, but prefently to be 
 matrimonyed ; you know that as well as I now. 
 
 Chryf. You will do well to prefs me no further at this time, Sir. 
 
 Pant. PI let you alone for once then ; but, the next time I fhall 
 come to fee you, you muff not confult any : for, to tell you truly, 
 as I heard my mother fay, you may be glad of me for your huf- 
 band Chryf. Pray, no more, Sir. 
 
 Pant. And then, when I have fpent fb much money in wooing 
 you, you will yet go, may be, and marry another. Fy for shame. 
 
 Chryf I fhall not marry while I give you an anfwer, Sir. 
 
 Pant. I, but as my mother fayes, it is good to be fure, if any 
 other man iTiould beat me out of my ftirrops now : I would come 
 to a peel'd egg, would not I ? Chryf no more of that, Sir. 
 
 Pant. Fl refer my felf to your own difcretion then but, 
 
 O ! 1 had almoft forgot, I vow, that's very well remembred ; 
 
 was not I mounted on Peg-a-fus laft night ? (now this Peg-a-fus 
 
 is the mufes horfe, he has wings and fives, God blefs us) and what 
 
 think you I have done ? marry you fhall hear what rare Verfes I 
 
 have made. O ! Madam, are you there ? you are } ■& ■»* 
 
 • t . x ■ • n • 1 ( J— inter i\i.ar. 
 
 come in very good time ; 1 was jult a going to read J 
 
 my Verfes, but you fhall hear an Anagram firft \ Takes out his 
 
 It is a pretty thing, Madam \ you can read and J Verfes , &c. 
 
 write I war rand you ; fee you there your own name y reads. 
 
 You fee, 
 
 Chryfolina (Anagram) 
 
 You re even like a cherry. 
 
 PI 
 
40 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Fl be judg'd if that be not pretty now : for, d'you fee, I have on- 
 ly borrowed fome four letters, or fo, out of, Madam, your Sifters 
 name, here, becaufe fhe is a nigh relation and may fpare them ; and 
 I have added two (I think) out of the quicknefs of my felf 
 Chryf. Excellent indeed, Sir. Mar. Good, upon my word. 
 Pant. I, but you have not feen all yet ; here are brave Verfes 
 upon your name, Madam Chryfolina. 
 Chryf. An acro/lick. Sir. 
 
 Pant. I, I, an accur/lick, the fame. And thus it is take 
 
 notice now. y reads. 
 
 Canfl thou not fee , Pantaloni, there's the C. noiv. 
 
 Hoiv thy Mi/Iris is fo bony ? 
 Now I am speaking to my felf as 't were. 
 Revera,y^ is even fuch, 
 You cannot match her, and thafs much. 
 Now there is C. H. R. T. that is Chry. 
 She is handfom, neat and fine, 
 O, now if fie <were but thine. 
 There's S. O. now that's Chryfo : now I am fpeaking to my felf 
 you mult, underfland all this while. 
 
 Live then in hopes, and know it is confantly thy duty, 
 Is alwayes,, everlafingly, to extoll and upbraid her beauty. 
 
 But, now take heed, here comes the tongue of the trump 
 
 Narciffus, Rofes, and every floiver, 
 All muf yield to her fair, rare, bright, fparkling colour. 
 That's Chry-fo-li-na : Now, is not that right now ? fay any of 
 you, if you dare, if thefe Verfes be not as good as any you have feen. 
 Chryf. Mar. They are extream good, Sir. 
 
 Enter Boy, rounds Pant, in the ear. 
 
 Pant. So, fo, tell him I come : Ladies, I muff leave you, 
 
 but I will not go home yet : Becabunga hath fent for me to a 
 collation -, we'l drink both your healths e're we go to bed yet, and 
 to morrow I fhall fee you e're you can get on your petticoats, Ma- 
 dam Chryfolina : for, I muft be more familiar with you, fince I have 
 
 got fuch a good commodity of frequenting you 1 (hall Ihow 
 
 my mother all that has -pad betwixt us, Madam ; So farewell. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Mar 
 
The Discovery, 4 1 
 
 Mar. How d'you like him. Sifter ? 
 
 Chryf. As formerly. I find him a very difcreet Gentleman. 
 
 Mar. I would you had him for your husband. 
 
 Chryf. I mould wifh that fame, in a fair way, Sifter. 
 
 Mar. Confidering efpecially, 'tis beft to marry while you are 
 now in your prime. 
 
 Chryf. Right for old maids are meer dogs-meat, they fpoil 
 
 the trade of wooing Go by go by. Exeunt. 
 
 Sccena Sexta. 
 
 Enter Marciano, Borafco. 
 
 Bor. " 1 v is true, my Lord ; yet, I don't much approve 
 
 X Your Dukes fevere proceedings : Florence will not 
 Endure the lafh of Monarchy, like France 
 
 Or Spain : No, they muft be their own carvers. 
 
 1 hope the Lord Barbaro, who is now 
 
 Prefident of the Senate, will reform 
 
 Many of our abufes Marc. Well, you will 
 
 Come all to tafte of your own vintage yet ; 
 So I believe : for, never yet, rebellion 
 
 Efcap'd unpunifhed : But, you remember 
 
 You promif 'd that the Lady Arabella 
 
 Might fee me e're I dye. Bor. She {hall, my Lord ; 
 
 So by this hand, a plot, {in going off. 
 
 A very plot : he is my Rival fure 
 
 But fhortly, Signior, you fhall carry your head 
 
 Upon a Scaffold ; and then, who dares 
 
 Claim her, befides my felf. Exit Bor. 
 
 Marciano folus. 
 When men begin to quarrel with their Prince, 
 No wonder if they crufh their fellow Subjects. 
 We are eye-fores to the State ; their black defignes 
 
 Are crofs'd by us -, and therefore we march oft. 
 
 Enter Arabella weeping. 
 G Marc. 
 
42 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Marc. Am I not yet fufficiently plagued 
 With crofles : but you muff, add one, which is 
 
 Heavieft of all, why weeping prethee ceafe 
 
 To vex thy felf : I am all refolution, 
 
 And long to {how my courage : fince my ftars 
 
 Have ordain'd my departure : reft contented. 
 
 Ar. Alas and is my plot thus come to nought 
 
 Marc. Peace, prethee, for although I am not able 
 To pay what your perfections claim, yet fure 
 All generous fouls (my true executors) 
 Shall pay my debt, fair Nymph. {embraces her. 
 
 Ar. My Lord, your death can be no more couragioufly 
 Endur'd by you, then deplor'd by me 
 
 Marc. Turn, as for death, I fear the varlet not, 
 Pve often ftare'd him out of countenance : 
 I have confidered, that love to my Prince, 
 Should over-fway all others : have chofen 
 Rather t'endure one ftroke, and dye, then live, 
 And undergo the cenfure (of all crymes, 
 The moil deteflable) Dijloyalty. 
 
 Ar. Ay me ! incenf 'd heavens, can nothing elfe, 
 Appeafe your wrath but fuch an offering ? 
 O, cannot I, (fpeak) I, although a woman, 
 Supply his place : Pie be an Amazon, 
 Expofe my naked breaft to fleel, and ihow 
 All women are not fetter'd to the diftaffe. 
 
 Marc. Be not fo cruel : all good things forbid, 
 The world fhould fee fuch a fair foul expire, , 
 
 And not diffolve it felf : thou cannot dye, 
 (Although thou wouldft) and Marciano live, 
 
 No, no more then a watch can move, if once 
 The cord be broke : can I live after thee. 
 Ar. Alas, alas, unheard of tyranny ! 
 Unjuft, even in injuftice : thus to be 
 So cruell, as to murder him, and yet 
 Spare me ; as much as if I mould becom 
 My own foul murderer ; villains, how unjuft ! 
 
 But 
 
The Difcovery. 43 
 
 But here's my palling bell, (A bell rings within. 
 
 I mull away farewell Oh, oh, my heart, 
 
 My heart diflblves, my Lord, I mull away. 
 
 Marc. Away farewell bright love {embraces 
 
 Ar. Farewell, my Lord 
 
 Marc. Farewell — now all good things preferve thee here, 
 The gods hereafter ; thus — and thus I leave (&ffis> & c - 
 
 My heart in legacy : — thus, I take my lafl 
 Morfel of pleafure : never (hall my lips 
 Rifs any thing hereafter, fave the block — 
 
 Ar. So, thus and thus, I willingly refign 
 
 All, what is yours, this heart : and fo farewell. 
 
 Farewell for ever — oh — Farewell, my Lord. Exit. 
 
 Ma.rc12.no fo/us. 
 
 So, down goes dull and afhes, powers and honours, 
 
 Riches and joyes, the fmoak of our defires, 
 With all we can call ours : our youth, our flrength, 
 Fly like the fullen clouds, when Boreas fwells 
 Their entrails with his breath : we fuddenly, 
 Like wilde-fire, difappear, and flreight another 
 Steps in our place ; and fo we are no more — 
 
 Then heart, as thou hall Ml afford me courage, 
 
 Infpire me now, that I may valiantly 
 
 Aft the lafl part of this my Tragedy. Exit. 
 
 A 51 us Quartus, Selena Prima. 
 
 Enter Manducoy<?/z/j-, drunk. 
 
 WHere is this fame unhappy Boy ? this Signior Becabunga, 
 I have been making invefligation, fcrutination, explorati- 
 on, and fpeculation for him this hour, and yet I cannot find this in- 
 
 dividuum vagum, as I may fay fo, what are (Enter Caff. Leon. 
 
 you, boni viri, I know, you have hurryed this Gentleman for whom 
 I fearch to fome compotation, or elfe ad lupanar ; yea, I am fure of 
 
 G 2 it 
 
44 Marciano ; or, 
 
 it how fad it is to fee young men, even, impuberes adolefcentes , 
 
 indulge venery, and ebriety fo much, & quid Venus ebria curat ? 
 as a friend of mine fayes. 
 
 Cajf. The fellow's drunk, fure 
 
 Man. Drunk ! O pervicacem hominis indolem ! accusing 
 
 me of ebriety, when I am, even in fana mente conflitutus, con- 
 ftitute in fanity of mind : 'tis true, indeed, I have been drinking; 
 but it was with fome of my brethren, into fratres fratrerrimi. 
 
 Leon. What were they ? 
 
 Man. Why, there was Light-body, Laurie, Latie, CheiJIy 
 quoq ; Brounie, Boiviq ; Hi enim funt Tufcanii gloria fumma 
 fili : belides our hofpes, what d'you call him, Architabernarius, 
 or Archtaverner, who is one of the commiflioners for adminiftra- 
 tion of drink to the people of Tufcania. 
 
 Cajf. Don't you enquire for Signior Becabunga, Sir. 
 
 Man. Yes, the very fame, where is he ? ubinam ejl ? 
 
 Cajf, You will find him at the Verona tavern, hard by, with 
 fbme of his comrades. 
 
 Man. Say you fo, I will go find him then, profeflo I think 
 I could fcarce abftaine from vapulating him for this his con- 
 tumacy. Exit. 
 
 Cajf. Now Leonardo, 'tis time we were ffirring, if we do not, 
 this match will go on. 
 
 Leon. Nay, PI do any thing for thee, e're thou lofe her, Cajjio, 
 
 Caff. Come then ; I have almofl gull'd Pantaloni into a 
 belief, that Becabunga wrongs him, for which he fwears he will 
 be revenged : now, if you can do the fame with the other, oar de- 
 fign may fucceed yet. 
 
 Leon. Well, go you about your bufinefs then, fear not me. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Cajf. Now, wit and art aflift us both, I'l fearch my gamefter 
 and accompli (h the trick. Exit. 
 
 Sccena 
 
The Dlfcovery. 45 
 
 Scoena Secunda. 
 
 Enter Arabella, with the Jaylor. 
 
 Jayl. "TV If Adam, I will conduct you to him once again, but you 
 lVJL m uft be very fecret, for I hazard my life and reputa- 
 tion, if my Lord Borafco have intelligence of this, for he gave me 
 ft rift command this morning, that I fhould admit none to him but 
 his confeflbr. 
 
 Ar. I Ihall be very fecret, 1 warrand you. 
 
 Jayl. Come then, foft Madam, foft. \ Exeunt, Jhe enters 
 
 Ar. For heavens fake good my Lord, J again with Marciano 
 Vpon my knees I beg it 
 
 Marc. This is impoffible ; I cannot do it •, 
 Prove not a fweet Remora any more, 
 Fme now refolv'd : look to thy felf, fair gemme. 
 
 Ar. Cannot the tears of innocence prevaile. 
 Where is your courage now ? what ? are you cool? 
 Is all that noble blood, that formerly 
 Run in your veines exhaufted ? mull a woman 
 Become your Trumpeter, and ftirr your fpirits 
 
 Since 'tis but death at all hands Marc. Prethee hold, 
 
 I would moil willingly (as what man will doubt) 
 Procure my liberty by what ever meanes 
 
 But O here lyes my fear, thou, thou bright love, 
 
 May come to fufFer by it Ar. Ah my Lord. 
 
 Confider pray' that I have liberty 
 
 To go abroad at pleafure : I have gain'd 
 
 The Lord Borafco' s favour : he will grant me 
 
 That which fome dare not ask, nay muft not think on. 
 
 Pie follow you without the leaft fufpition. 
 
 Confider that Strenuo hath promifed 
 
 To entertaine the Jaylor in his cups, 
 
 While you be fafely efcap'd. Marc. Pie hazard then : 
 
 Bright angel of my fancy, fee you follow 
 
 Immediatly 
 
46 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Immediatly, for e're you fhould endure 
 
 The rebells cenfure, I would rather forfait 
 
 A thoufand lives. Ar. Doubt not of that, my Lord. 
 
 Marc. Then once for all O my good ftars direct me. 
 
 Ar. Farewell, my Lord, goodnefTe protect you ftill \ ,< ; 
 
 Marc. Farewell pure quinteffence of my affection j 
 
 Farewell, pray heavens grant us a joyfull meeting. yExit. 
 
 Ar. Now, now at length, I hope he fhall efcape ; 
 O fupreme powers, afliif him now, or never, 
 And eafe my foul of its long burning fever. Exit. 
 
 Selena Tertia. 
 
 Enter Caflio, Pantaloni. 
 
 Caff. Olr, (as your friend I fpeak it) Leonardo and he have 
 vj joyn'd their wits together to affront you ; and you will 
 not beleeve what impreflion their falfe fuggeftions of you have 
 taken upon the Lady Chryfolina. 
 
 Pant. I ! So I thought, when (he told me laft day that me 
 would confult forfooth : A pox take all your confulting tricks, 
 fay I, for I never knew any good come of womens confultations 
 yet. 
 
 Cajf. Right Sir, you might eafily fmell Leonardo's plot in that 
 fame word, for he intends that Becabunga fhall have Marionetta 
 and he himfelf Chryfolina : for which Becabunga does follicite 
 your Miflris all this while : if you look not to your felf quickly 
 you are undone, Sir. 
 
 Pant. I, fo I gueffed alwayes, for, d'you fee, fome women 
 are the mofl humourous little creatures, a man fhall not know 
 when he is in their favour, and when not : but as for Beca- 
 bunga Fie fay no more at this time : but I vow Tie cudgell 
 
 him to death fo foon as I can fee him. 
 
 Cajf. And pleafe but command me, you fhall not want my af- 
 fiftance, Fie affure you. 
 
 Pant. No Sir, I fhall not need your help to beat fuch a puppet 
 
 as 
 
The Difcovery. 47 
 
 as he is : what would you think to write a challenge to him, 
 Sir? 
 
 Cajf. So you know, I advif 'd you at first, when I fent for you 
 to the 'Laberna del Reina, while you beleeved that Becabunga 
 had fent for you. 
 
 Pant. Hang him, I will hear no more of him : I will write a 
 challenge to him prefently. 
 
 Cajf. And if you'll pleafe to take my advice in penning on't, I will 
 fo terrifie him. 
 
 Pant. With all my heart, Sir, for I would have it fuch language 
 as might make him hang himfelf for fear : and for Leonardo, after 
 I have difcufTed Becabunga then have at him. 
 
 Caff. If you pleafe to employ me to carry it to him ? 
 
 Pant. Yes Sir, you (hall go along with me, and help me to 
 write it, for the truth is I am not much uf 'd with fuch challenges, 
 and my mother bid me allwayes have a care of quarrelling, but an 
 me were burn'd Fie fight with that rafcall, who has affronted 
 me fo. 
 
 Cajf. A most generous refolution. Pant. Come with me Sir. 
 
 Cajf. Now, Leonardo, play thy game, or never \Afide. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Selena §hiarta. 
 
 Enter Marcianoyo/wj-, difguifd as having efcap'd. 
 
 nr^Hanks to my fiars ! as yet unknown 
 
 JL I have cheat all the fentinells ; and now 
 
 I fuck free aire again : you powers above 
 
 Direct my fuddain courfe : and fave my love. Exit quietly 
 
 Within. Jay I. Ho, where's the pilTe-pot there. 
 Str. Sirrah drawer, 'tother quart of fack, you raggamuffin 
 you. 
 
 Court ain drawn appear Str. and the Jaylor, 
 drinking. 
 
 Jayl. You fhall do me reafon Signior Strenuo : 'tis my noble 
 
 Generals 
 
48 Marciano • or, 
 
 Generals health, Signior Strenuo Ho, where's the pifs-pot 
 
 there ? you fhall drink it, Signior 
 
 Str. Come then, we'll drink his good health, although he has but 
 two dayes to live. (drinks. 
 
 Jayl. No matter for that, I love to be courteous to the lafl 
 breath, Signior \ come, give me the cup : Sack, good (drinks. 
 
 Sack, Signior O brave Sack \ come, let's have (drinks again. 
 
 a catch, Signior. 
 
 Str. Come then Here's a health to the pretty little thing, 
 
 With the bony, bony radiant eyes, 
 
 And the bony, bony, plump, round thighs ; 
 
 Let usfing let usfmg (drinks. 
 
 Jayl. Let us fing, let us fing O brave Strenuo, here's a cup 
 
 to thee for thy catch. (drinks. 
 
 Enter a Servant, beckons to Str. Str. approaches 
 to him. 
 
 Ser. He is efcap'd. Str. 'Tis good, no more, filence I command 
 you. 
 
 Ser. He waits for you. Str. Plague on you, no more I fay. 
 
 Ser. My Lord is efcap'd I fay. 
 
 Str. Pox take you, hold your peace, or you'l fpoil all I fay. 
 
 Jayl. Come young man, how does my noble General ? you are 
 his fervant, I know here's to him, a brimmer of Sack. (drinks. 
 
 Str. Drink and be gone, you cocks-comb you 
 
 Jayl. You fhall pledge me neighbour. Ser. I mail, Sir. (drinks. 
 
 Str. My Lord has ordain'd me to prefent his love and refpects 
 
 to all friends at my return to Siena get you gone whorefon, 
 
 get you gone, or you'l fpoil all. , Exit. Ser. 
 
 Jayl. Well, he's a noble Gentleman, Signior, although I dare 
 not fay it : but, no more of him, this cup is yours, Signior, we'll 
 have t'other flaggon of Sack e're we part ; for I love to be merry 
 
 as well as courteous, efpecially amongft ftrangers, Signior Ho, 
 
 drawer, Sirrah, Loggar-head, the pifs-pot, (Courtain drawes 
 
 Baftard, fhall a man fpoil his breeches, you fon of a whore you. 
 Enter Strenuo quietly with the Servant. 
 
 Str. You puppet you, could not you hold your peace when u I 
 
 bid you come, where is my Lord ? 
 
 Ser. 
 
The Discovery, 49 
 
 s 
 
 Ser. At the Colonna in the Strada del Popolo, there he lurks 
 quietly while you come to him. 
 
 Str. Let the rogue the Jaylor flip then, and we'll bid adieu to 
 Florence ; come, come quickly. Exeunt. 
 
 Selena @uinta. 
 
 Enter Arabella Jbla 9 traverfe quietly. 
 
 O, now he's gone : O ! how my heart does leap, 
 My pulfe begins to move, iince now I know 
 He's part the rebels reach, before this time. 
 All's well : this day, by order of the Senate, 
 Am I to be enlarg'd : had Marciano, 
 Whofe underftanding foul, div'd in the deepeil: 
 Gulfs of fufpition, even but conjectur'd, 
 How e're they could accufe me for his flight. 
 Had rather died, e're he had condefcended 
 
 To any fuch attempt but now he's fafe, 
 
 I'l follow clofe my felf : So hope affift me. Exit. 
 
 A noife within of many voices , crying confufedly. 
 Souldiers fearching for Marciano. 
 Enter Jaylor, ■weeping and railing. 
 Jayl. A pox on all your Siennois tricks, fay I, plague on that 
 villain Strenuo: my noble General's gone, fled, gone: what mall 
 I do ? How the devil came I to be gull'd by that fame Strenuo f 
 The laft night while he and I were deep in our cups, my. noble Ge- 
 neral breaks the prifon and efcapes. O ! plague on his crazy 
 cocks-comb, I could have trufted him afToon as any in Florence, and 
 yet he hath played me fuch a trick as may bring \ Within, Jaylor, 
 
 me to a ropes end yet j Jaylor, &c. 
 
 Harke my Lord Borafco fearching me, I (hall be hang'd 
 
 without doom or fentence 
 
 Enter Borafco with Souldiers. 
 Bor. Where is this villain ? Jayl. Here am I my Lord. 
 Bor. You ugly fcarabe, what do you deferve ? 
 
 H Sirrah 
 
$o Marciano ; or, 
 
 Sirrah, you mall be hang'd. Jayl. Alas ! my Lord, 
 I was deceived, grofsly cheated, gull'd, 
 Fox'd and what not, by Signior Strenuo ; 
 
 A plague on him, may I fay Bor. Peace, you wretch, 
 
 My Lord Barbaro will caufe punifh you 
 
 For your neglect, For he had ne're efcap'd 
 
 Had he not bryb'd you Jayl. I never fee his coyn. 
 
 Bor. Good gods ! this day was he to be beheaded, 
 
 Now none knows where he is this Siennois Lady 
 
 Will be examin'd : for me feem'd to carry 
 A great refpect to him : and (this I know) 
 The Senate will fufpect her acceffory, 
 No doubt : fo me mall be condemn'd to die : 
 But I'l prevent their fevere refolutions 
 
 By all means poflible Come, you Scoundrel, come 
 
 You may be hang'd yet, Sirrah, e're all be done. 
 
 Jayl. O ! no more of that word hangings my neck itches already. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 c 
 
 Saena Sexta. 
 
 Enter Leonardo, Becabunga. 
 
 An you defire any more ? look you, Sir, a direct challenge. 
 Bee. I know not what belongs to your challenges ; 
 but I am fure, as you fay, he has affronted me. 
 
 Leon. Sir, the very words of this challenge would encourage 
 one; confidering efpecially, that he is the bafeil coward that ever 
 breath'd for all this. Bee. Think you fo ? 
 
 Leon. Yes indeed, Sir, I warrand you he dare never appear in 
 field againft you : he is but a bragging fellow. 
 
 Bee. Nay, if I thought he would not appear, I might fay fome- 
 thing. Leon. Truft me, Sir, he dares not. 
 
 Bee. I, but d'you hear, Sir, if we can be handfomly reconciled, 
 what needs fighting ? 
 
 Leon. Fy, Sir, you cannot honourably refufe, when he has writ 
 a challenge to you. Bee. 
 
The Difcovery. 51 
 
 Bes. Not, Sir, why cannot I write another to him, and call 
 him a coward, a rafcal, a flave, a villain, and what not, and {till pre- 
 fer ve my honour, as you call it ? 
 
 Leon. Alas ! good Sir, there's no time now to talk, now you 
 muft fight, and I will affifl you. 
 
 Bee. I, if you will hold him to me while I beat him, there may 
 be fomething on't too. 
 
 Leon. Doubt not, Sir ; but, as I told you, he dares not appear, 
 you have no more to do, but come arm'd to the fields, and if you 
 find him not, brandifh your Rapier in the air thrice, proclaim him 
 a coward, and fo return. Bee. With my honour, Sir ? 
 
 Leon. Yes, Sir, with your honour entire. 
 
 Bee. Well, I fee I muft fight ; but if he doth not appear,"] 
 now, I fhall be in a brave condition : for, then I will fwear, ! * , 
 rant and domineer, by my word of honour, as my fathers f ^ e ' 
 foot-groom does. But will he not come, think you ? J 
 
 Leon. My life for't, he dares not appear ; courage, we will out- 
 dare both him and Cafflo. 
 
 Bee. Well, but when all's done, Sir, betwixt you and me, were 
 I at home in the Country again, all your honour, and honour above 
 honour, mould not caufe me fight : for, Pantaloni has learn'd to 
 fence, Sir, and I know not what belongs to fencing, not I. 
 
 Leon. Tufh fear not him, I tell you, he dares not appear, and if 
 he does, I'l fight him my felf. 
 
 Bee. Will you do so, Sir, and I will be your tres humble fer- 
 viteur Monfieur : for d'you fee, Sir, I am to be married fhortly, 
 now if I mould chance to be k'uTd, (as who knowes but I may) 
 you know then, Sir, I cannot be marryed j why ? becaule I (hall 
 be dead, that's a good reafon, Sir. 
 
 Leon, Plague on him for a coward, how he talks ; I fhall^ 
 have more ado to allure him to this duel, then a crack'd I - ., 
 Courtier has to perfwade an Ufurer to become furety for f^' e ' 
 him. J 
 
 Bee. And then you know, Sir, Pantaloni is to marry the one 
 Sifter, and I the other : now it is not fit that we fiiould fight to- 
 gether, who are to be brethren fiiortly, for I know not what. 
 
 Leon. Why, Sir, you mull: refolve to fight : go along with me 
 
 H 2 to 
 
5 2 Marciano ; or, 
 
 to the field : and if he offer to thrufl at you, lie ftep in be- 
 twixt, and fave you both. 
 
 Bee. Will you be as good as your word, Sir ? Leon. I will 
 indeed. 
 
 Bee. Then have at him But harke you, Sir, you muff. 
 
 have a fpeciall care he touch not my face, for fo he may put 
 out my eye (God blefle us) and then where is your honour 
 forfooth ? 
 
 Leon, He fhall not touch you Sir, come, delay is dange- 
 rous. Exeunt. 
 At the other end Enter Caff. Pant, traverfe, &c. 
 
 Pant. You may fiand by, and fee fair play, Sir, I mail beat 
 him to fome purpofe : Cajf. As you think fit, Sir. 
 
 Pant. Come on then O Becabunga ! thou knowes not how 
 
 nigh thy fatall hour approaches for I am fure he dares not ap- 
 pear. Exeunt. 
 
 Sctena Septima. 
 
 Enter Arabella fola in Prifon, more clofely confined then formerly 
 upon the report that fie was to be beheaded. 
 
 Ar. f^\ gods ! is this the height of all your wrath : 
 \^J May I expect a requiem in this ftroak ? 
 
 Yes fure then gracioufly be pleaf 'd to hear 
 
 My ardent votes : O may my blood appeafe 
 
 Your incenf 'd mindes : reftore my lawfull Prince 1 : 
 Let Marciano live : Let nothing hurt him : 
 
 hear him, hear him, if there be a faith 
 Able to reach your mercy, let him have it. 
 
 1 plead none for my felf : O love affift mc, 
 
 Courage, beyond the ordinar of my fex, 
 Support my fpirits in this agony : 
 
 Death's but the thaw of all our vanity. (weeps, 
 
 Enter 
 
"The DiJ cover y. ^ 
 
 Enter Borafco quietly. 
 
 Bor. Nay now my foul diffolve : 'tis but a trouble 
 To keep thy quarter in this perplexed body. 
 O unkind Senate ! eyes have not feen a fairer 
 
 Modell of beauty Sure, no hatchet dares 
 
 Be horfe-leech to her veines : or if it does. 
 
 All iron mall be quite accurf 'd hereafter. 
 
 — No, ther's an angell keeps that paradice 
 
 A fiery angell guards her : Vertue, vertue, 
 
 Ever, and endleffe vertue ! O rare beauty ! 
 
 The neerefl to her maker, and the pureft, 
 
 That ever dull flefh fhew'd us : fuch another 
 
 Could make attonement for half her fex. 
 
 See how (he weeps Ar. Difcovers him. 
 
 Ar So, now my torturer comes 
 
 Bor. Now all good angells bleffe thee, faireft, trueft 
 Heart-ravifhing beauty : cruell, yet lovely tyrant. 
 Why ftill in forrow ? fhall I never have 
 
 One gracious fmile Alas, how willingly 
 
 To fave thy precious life would I fubmitt 
 
 My neck to cruelty — by this hand, I would J> Kijfes her hand. 
 
 Ar. Since it is ordained, Sir, l'ie not endeavour 
 To prove a male-content. Sir, I have done 
 What I intended ; fhee's a cowardly Girle, 
 Who cann't endure one ftroke for him, whofe fafety 
 Is fo dear to his prince and country, vex not 
 Your felf for my misfortunes ; nothing can 
 Affright my refolutions 
 
 Bor. Strange love ! not to be parallel'd ? 
 
 Ar. Pifh — I contemn the fury of your bafe 
 Malicious fenate : reason does difdain 
 To dwell with fuch, whofe fouls are ftiffled with rage, 
 
 They fentence, whom they will, no matter why, 
 
 Since innocent, or guilty, we muff dye. 
 
 Bor. Madam, you fhall not dye I will follicit 
 The Senate for you : if I cannot prevaile 
 As I expect, before it come to th' worft 
 
 l'ie 
 
Marciano ; or, 
 
 54 
 
 Tie fet you free, although their fury reach 
 
 My perfon for it who does enterprife 
 
 To ferve his fancy, mull all feares defpife. 
 
 Ar. Ah vain fomenter of vain, fruitlefTe hopes, 
 Thy windmill-thoughts will break their axel-tree : 
 Go foolifh enterprifer : hope no favour 
 From one, who e're fhe fuffered thy embraces, 
 Would rather undergo a thoufand tortures. 
 
 No, if e're woman was, or may be found, 
 
 That for fair fame, unfpotted memory, 
 
 For vertues fake, and only for it's fake 
 
 Dares challenge room in hiftory : O love 
 
 Let me be only Martyr in the cafe. 
 
 O Marciano, were it not thy fafety 
 
 That did fupport my foul, I mould prevent 
 
 The executioner : but lince thou art 
 
 Free from the rav'nous clutches of the rebells, 
 
 Poor Arabella from that fpark alone 
 
 Derives her prefent courage 
 
 Then blelTed hour approach, Tie boldly mow 
 
 That for his life, I can endure one blow. 
 
 In going off. 
 Exit. 
 
 [Exit weeping. 
 
 Selena OSlava. 
 
 Enter Caffio, Pantaloni, Swords drawn. 
 
 Caff. nPHis is the place, this is the hour appointed. 
 
 X Pant. Yes, Sir, but, you fee, he has not appear'd, may not 
 I put up my rapier now, and go home again with my honour, may 
 I not ? 
 
 Caff. Not Sir : you muil: have a little patience. 
 
 Pant. Ho, Ho, that's very true, I mull: proclaime Leonardo and 
 
 him both cowards- 
 
 ■0 
 
 yes- 
 
 -0 
 
 yes- 
 
 One coughs , and whifpers within. 
 But (a pox) I hear them comming hither. Come, Signior 
 Caffio, wee have tarried too long, we will now return. 
 
 Caff. 
 
The Dif cover y. 55 
 
 Cajf. No, no, flay a little yet. 
 
 Pant. I fee this fellow has a mind I should be kill'd : would 
 I had that unlucky challenge in my pocket again. 
 
 Caff. 'Slid, here they come; to your po- \ Enter Leon. Bee. 
 fture, Sir. j /words drawn. 
 
 Bee, O ! look you there's Pantaloni, Sir, and Cajffio too, you 
 faid he durft not appear. 
 
 Pant. Nay faith, now I fee Vis no more jelling, there they come 
 both with their Rapiers drawn. Caff Courage, Signior. 
 
 Bee. What fhall I do now Sir ? Leon. Fight, what else ? 
 
 Caff We'll fight all four at once. Leon. Yes, yes, by all means. 
 
 Calf, Have at thee then, villain Leonardo. ) _ 7 
 
 Leon. At you, Sir. J7W, 
 
 Caff. Come, to't Becabunga. 
 
 Bee, Not I, Sir j as I am honest I will fight none at this time : 
 for I have fome bufmess to do in the city, Sir. 
 
 Leon. What, you fneaking gull, will you not fight for your 
 Miftris, Sirrah. 
 
 Bee. No, Sir, I will fight for no Miftris at this time ; I mufl 
 
 go about bufiness of more importance, Sir O ! if he had {afide. 
 
 not appear'd now. Leon. Not for the Lady Marionetta, Sir ? 
 
 Bee. No, Sir, I will renounce all the right I have to her, before 
 I fight, at this time at leafl. Pant. I like that well. 
 
 Caff. 'Slid, fhall we come to the fields with you, and return thus 
 affronted ? fight it out bravely, or by this hand II run you both 
 thorough. 
 
 Pant. Nay, it fhall not be fo, Sir, you fee we cannot fight at 
 this time : for, the truth is, (now when I remember) I have an 
 appointment too, within less than a minute of an hour hence, with 
 fome Ladies of my acquaintance. 
 
 Leon. That's all one to us, Sir. 
 
 Pant. I fee I mufl: do it, there is no way elfe to efcape — (q/ide, 
 
 Gentlemen, I know what will please you : because we have brought 
 
 you into the fields, that you may not be angry, as Becabunga fayes, 
 
 I will renounce all the right I can have or claim in the Lady Chry- 
 
 folina. Leon. Good 
 
 Pant. For, d'you fee, Sir, I care no more for her, then a Roarer 
 does for his old Punk. Leon. Excellent. Pant. 
 
Marciano ; or, 
 
 Pant. I proteff to you, Sir, I think they are fools that fight 
 for women, let them fight for themfelves a Gods name, it is fuffi- 
 cient we love them. Leon. Admirably good ! 
 
 Bee. So I fay too Sir, and if you have wrong'd me, I here free- 
 ly forgive you. 
 
 Caff. Sir, that's not enough, you fhall both feal this paper, that 
 we may teftifie to other Gentlemen, how we were ready to fight. 
 
 Bee. What paper, Sir ? 
 
 Leon. No matter for that, Sir, you fhall both feal it, or by thefe 
 hilts 
 
 Pant. Nay hold, good Sir, I fhall feal it, what terrible oaths 
 
 thefe fellowes ufe. (Pant.y#z/j\ 
 
 Caff. Come, you muff feal too. Bee. Yes, yes, Sir. (Bee. feals. 
 
 Leon. Now get you gone both of you for a brace of infamous 
 puppets, cowardly cocks-combs, you arrogant, empty-skull'd wittals, 
 not worthy of the leaff favourable fmile from any Lady : you have 
 refign'd your interefts in two honourable Ladies, and therefore de- 
 ferve no lefs then to be kick'd thus to be kick'd (kicks him. 
 
 Pant. What d'you mean, Sir ? 
 
 Cajf. Thus to kick you, you brace of baftardly Baboons 
 
 Leon. And fo we leave you as we found you, a pair of impudent 
 filchers of reputation, not worthy name of Gentlemen. 
 
 Caff. Farewell my Cob-webs 
 
 Leon. Farewell good Spanniels, farewell Exeunt ambo. 
 
 Pant. Marry pox take you both, what notorious rafcals are they. 
 
 Bee. Come, come, we mufl be friends again ; let them go hang 
 themfelves if they pleafe. 
 
 Pant. If I had them in another place , 
 
 Bee. But harke you, what if they fhow the Ladies that we have 
 renoune'd our intereff. in them ? what will you fay then ? think 
 you that ever the Lady Chryfolina will look upon you again. 
 
 Pant. I mould have made them both black and blew. 
 
 Bee. Will you let's go and prevent them, I fay. 
 
 Pant. By all means- this trick fhall do Leonardo no good, 
 
 what a fool was I to believe CaJJio. 
 
 Bee. So I fay alwayes ; but come, quick he that fpeaks firfl 
 
 is alwayes beft heard. 
 
 Pant. 
 
The Difcovery. 57 
 
 Pant. VI to them yet, for all this, he has not beat me out as he 
 thinks. Exeunt. 
 
 ^cdena 
 
 Nona, 
 
 Enter MarcianoyS/#.r, having got intelligence that 
 Arabella was to die. 
 
 HEart ! art thou thunder-proof ? can nothing break thee ? 
 Shall Arabella die, and thou ftill live ? 
 -Burft ftubborn peece of flefh O ! heavens forbid, 
 
 Thofe eyes may live to fee the world without her. 
 
 The Senate hath condemn'd her O ! bafe wretch ! 
 
 Unhumane Tyrants ; Monflers of this age ; 
 
 O ! barbarous villany ; what bloody thoughts ? 
 
 It is not becaufe me was acceflbry 
 
 To my efcape : No fure, but 'caufe I love her, 
 
 That me muft die ; as if thofe hell-hounds mean'd 
 
 To ftrike the Stars, and all good things above, 
 
 Regardlefs of her deity ; no devil 
 
 Could be more cruel But, hold, Marciano, 
 
 Thou ar't the executioner : thou alone. 
 Say, wretched man, was thou affraid to die ? 
 Could fear prevail fo far ? Alas ! thy fame 
 Has loft it's right wing by thy too ra(h flight, 
 Leaving fo rare an hoftage in thy place. 
 Yet, who had faid, or who had ever thought, 
 A thing fo clofely carryed could have ever 
 Thus come to light. She was to be enlarg'd 
 That very day : for fo fhe did allure me, 
 Elfe had my wearied foul refign'd it's casket, 
 And I, by this time, fteep'd with blefled fhades 
 Of my Anceftors, maugre all her tears. 
 
 But what, I dream, I muft do fomething more 
 
 Then only mourn for her : if art affift, 
 
 I II 
 
5 8 Marciano\ or, 
 
 Fl ftudy to preferve her j either return, 
 Submit my (elf to mercy of the Rebels, 
 If otherwayes thofe goblins cann't be conjur'd, 
 Or elfe by open force, or private means. 
 What e're be th'event, Fl procure her freedom : 
 May be the gods are more propitious 
 
 Then I imagine. Come it is refolv'd 
 
 She iliall not die fools are amaz'd at fate, ) . . _ 
 
 Griefs but conceal'd are never defperate. J m & 0ln & °JJ 
 
 Exit. 
 
 N 
 
 ASius Quintus, Sctena Prima. 
 
 Enter Borafco fo/us. 
 Ay hold, my fpleen ; do not burfl yet- 
 
 How this fame Lady hath abus'd my favour, 
 Efcap'd, no man knows how ; gone, God knows whether. 
 If I fly not, I fhall fupply her place, 
 
 That is refolv'd I know Fortune, you fhall not 
 
 Play upon me ; although you now begin 
 To frown upon moft of our Senators : 
 For, fince the brave Lord Barbaro is dead, 
 All fuch as were his creatures are difcarded ; 
 
 Amongfl whom, I am one a plague on all 
 
 Your bafe feditious cocks-combs : your proceedings 
 Will ftrengtben Cleons intereft. Hell-hounds, Tygars, 
 Adieu bale Elves : PI poft to Venice flraight, 
 And there evite the ruine of your State. 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Sc 
 
 (Ena 
 
7 'he Discovery. 59 
 
 Selena Secunda. 
 
 Enter Pantaloni, Becabunga, with Chryfolina, 
 Marionetta. 
 
 Pan. 'HpUfh, these are all but ftories, Madam, I was but jefHng 
 X with them when I did it. 
 
 Mar. Sir, I will hear no excufe. Bee. I vow 'tis true, Madam. 
 
 Pant. Nay, but harke you, Madam Chrysolina, if you come to 
 that with it, I can make you love me yet, whether you will or no. 
 
 Mar. Will you, Sir ? Chryf. Pray, how do you that, Sir ? 
 
 Pant. Why, thus I inftrucT: it, Madam ; I can mow you fe- 
 veral Letters under your own hand and feal, day and date, £sV. 
 that you are my humble fervant, which you dare not for your ears 
 deny, dare you ? Chryf. You had beft be filent. 
 
 Pant. Nay more, I know you love me yet, becauie the lad: time 
 I was with you, you gave me a knot of Ribbons, which my mother 
 keeps well lock'd up in her Cabinet yet, as a love-token : and more- 
 over, when I faid I will come and fee you again to morrow, you 
 faid, fayes you, you mall be welcom. 
 
 Chryf. This will not do it, Sir, you have renounced us, and 
 therefore {Jhe offers to remove. 
 
 Bee. Nay hold, Madam, we were but in jeft. 
 
 Pant. And then they forced us to do it. 
 
 Bee. I, and if we had done it, they fwore (God blefle us) 
 that they would kill us. 
 
 Pant. And then, you know, it was better to feal a peece of 
 paper then to be kilPd. 
 
 Chryf What ftrong arguments they ufe. 
 
 Mar. Sifter, we must fhake e'm off now or never. 
 
 Bee. And then, Madam, if we had been kill'd 
 
 Pant. Yes, if we had been kill'd, it had been fmall advantage 
 for you. 
 
 Bee. I, and then, Madam and then, I fay, Oh ! if \ r , 
 
 Manduco were here to plead for me now. J ^ e ' 
 
 I 2 Pant. 
 
60 Marciano ; or, 
 
 Pant. Nay, if you will not hear us, take your pleafure. 
 
 Chryf. No more, Sir, get you gone, henceforth I difclaim you. 
 
 Pant. And I you too, d'you fee ; I care no more for you, Mi- 
 ftris, then you do for me : I am as good a Gentleman as your felf ; 
 and if you were not a woman I would tell you more of my mind. 
 
 Bee. I knew it would alwayes come to this at length, I vow \ 
 I think you Gentle-women do nothing but entertain us with vain 
 hopes for a while, and then caft us off. 
 
 Pant. Miftris, mail I tell you, there are more Ladies in Florence 
 then you that will be blyth of me yet ; and fo long as I have 
 money in flore, I am fure to have MiftrefTes in ftore. 
 
 Chryf. Are you fo, Sir ? 
 
 Pant. I that I am : but I will complain to your Uncle, to the 
 Lady Saromanca, and to all your kindred, that you have cheat me, 
 for all your fair promifes. 
 
 Chryf. You are a prating fool. 
 
 Pant. I am no more prating then your felf, Miftris ; but | If™ 
 there be juftice to be had of you, I'l have it. 
 
 Mar. Come, let us leave them, Sifter, elfe they'll both fall a 
 weeping. 
 
 Pant. For whom, for you, Miftris ? PI let you know we are 
 no fuch children. 
 
 Bee. No, but, I proteft, I cannot but weep though. 
 
 Chryf. Mar. Farewell, farewell, march to your travels my 
 Gamefters, farewell. Exeunt ambo. 
 
 Pant. Peugh Farewell ; I believe you are the greateft fool 
 
 of the two, Madam Chryfo/ina, call they you. 
 
 Bee. I proteft, Panta/oni, I am very forry for the lofs of this 
 bony Lady though. O ! how my father will chide me now : for 
 he had given Manduco orders to provide my Wedding-cloaths 
 and now all's blown up. 
 
 Pant. Come, come, we know the worft on't : let them go, we will 
 never want great matches yet ; let us think now to be revenged 
 on them villains, Caffio and Leonardo : the firft time I meet any 
 of them, I will cut the tongue out of their heads that they fhall 
 never talk more. 
 
 Bee. 
 
The Dif cover y. 61 
 
 Bee. I, fo will I too : but we muft have Manduco with us 
 then, for he will make them ftand in awe of him. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Scdena T'ertia. 
 
 Enter Martiano,/^, as at Pifa. 
 
 THat {he's efcap'd, that, I know certainly,'. 
 So letters from Siena have inform'd me. 
 But by what means, or where me is, I know not. 
 Never remembers him, who, if he mould 
 Forget her but one hour, would think he had 
 Offended highly, yet fhe's filent ftill. 
 If I receive no letters from her, fhortly, 
 Pie become jealous of her, fure ; that fhe, 
 Who was all love, is now fo quickly cold 
 
 In her affections. But what ! I blafpheme 
 
 The vertuous Arabella, fhe's all vertue, 
 
 And cannot prove unconftant 
 
 Now let me meditate on what my Prince 
 
 Hath order'd me to do : He's still the fame, 
 
 And bears a mind that floats above the waves 
 
 Of all adverfities, as who mould fay, 
 
 Fortune, even do thy worft. His Counfellours, 
 
 Like to wife Marriners, afFray'd to ftretch 
 
 The top-fayles of their courage in this tempefl, 
 
 Leafl both they, and their Prince fhould fuffer fhip wrack. 
 
 Only was I commanded fome years fince 
 
 Upon an expedition to Siena, 
 
 Encourag'd by th' afTecl:ionate expreffions, 
 
 And actions of the valiant Caffanxo, 
 
 And others of our loyal country-men. 
 
 But fortune crufh'd our enterprifes, fo 
 
 I did return to Savoy, where my Prince 
 
 Did then re-fide : and now, I am commanded 
 
 To 
 
62 Mardano; or, 
 
 To fecond here an enterprife at Pifa, 
 "Which whether it fucceed or not ; my duty 
 
 Is yet at leaft to profecute it A pojl -horn founds within. 
 
 How's this a poft-horn : good 
 
 Enter Strenuo with a Letter. 
 Str. All's well, my Lord, now do our joyes begin. 
 To flourifh after fuch a tedious winter. 
 The Duk's reftor'd, and now intends at Florence. 
 Here, here's a letter for it, from himfelf. 
 
 Marc. Reflor'd !— Nay hold my heart— I'l read this letter. {reads. 
 
 True, True : O fortune how I hugge thee now. 
 
 And thou my good friend Strenuo- {embraces him. 
 
 Str. Brave dayes, my Lord •, the Court does fill apace, 
 The Ladies croud in throngs : the glory of 
 Her fex, your darling, the fair Arabella, 
 Since clouds of melancholly are overblown, 
 Does now appear in loves full horizon. 
 
 Marc. O how propitious ! lend me moderation, 
 Reins to my joy, as well as to my forrow, 
 Elfe, I mail quickly burft to death : this blefT'd, 
 And unexpected Tarantula : of news 
 
 So tides all my fenfes : joyfull tidings ! 
 
 My Prince reftor'd ! my deareft Arabella 
 At Court ! now my felicity lacks nothing 
 But fight to be compleat : that my eyes may 
 Perfwade my yet almofi: incredulous foul, 
 To what my fancy never durft have prompted 
 
 To horfe To horfe, Tie poft to Florence cmickly. 
 
 Exit, poft -horn founds ~ 
 
 Sccena 
 
The Difcovery. 63 
 
 
 Sccena Quarta. 
 
 Enter Pantaloni, Becabunga, and Manduco 
 •with /words by their fides. 
 
 Man. f^\ Tempora ! mores ! O the effraenate, licentious per- 
 \J verfity of untamed adolefcency ! what a villanous, 
 federate attempt to entice two young Gentlemen to a Duel: who 
 befides, that they are both innocent Boyes, why, their very 
 Uncles and other friends, are employed in ferious negotiations of 
 the Senate. Proh Deum, atque hominum fidem ! Is all my in- 
 duftry in follicitation, my immenfe ftudy and lucubrations for 
 framing familiar epiflles, my oratory in private commendations and 
 exhortations for both thefe Gentlemen come to nought ! — Proh 
 f acinus ingens ! 
 
 Pant. Peace, Mr Manduco : you mufl: not only teach us how 
 to beat, but likewise aflift us in beating thefe difTolute fellows ; for 
 I have fworn, Sir, and that is enough 
 
 Bee. I, fo I fay too, for, you know we wear our fwords here for 
 no other end ; look you, are not my hilts very handsome, O now, 
 I will fwear, By thefe hi/ts y as well as Leonardo himself. 
 
 Man. And for that effect, I have got my fword too : I am lenis 
 in puniendo : but when I am provoked, invenient me leonem> they 
 (hall find me a very Lyon : my fchollars at Saneto Burgo, where I 
 was sometimes ludimaglfler, can yet teftifie that : and for my feve- 
 rity in cajiigando Probatum ef. 
 
 Pant. Although Leonardo has got my Miftris, yet Pie have 
 about with him, albeit he be a Senatours fon in law, with a mif- 
 chief to his heart, when fuch Gentlemen of eftates as I, am fhak'd 
 off. 
 
 Bee. And for me, fince Caffio has got my Miftris ; let him 
 keep her ; I mufl look out for fome other great match in time ; for 
 they fay, Manduco y that now fince the Duk's reftor'd, they who 
 were acYive in the late rebellion, must be forfeit of their estates : and 
 
 what 
 
64 Marciano ; or, 
 
 what will become of my Patrimony then : for you know my fa- 
 ther has been a great man all this while, (I fear he never be fo 
 again) now, you know, if I lofs my Eflate, how mall I have a wife 
 then ? what think you, Pantaloni ? (Pant, draws. 
 
 Pant. Nay, I can think on nothing now, but how to thruft at 
 Leonardo. 
 
 Bee. So, I will draw too, if you come to that with it. (Bee. draws. 
 
 Man. puts the hilts of 
 his /word betwixt his 
 feet, and tuggs at it vi- 
 olently. 
 
 Man. And for me 1 love no dimi- 
 
 cation but when I am provoked, I 
 
 will affift you Et fie arma amens ca- 
 
 pio, nee fat rationis in armis, 
 
 Enter Caflio, Leonardo, with Chryf Mar. 
 
 Caff. Madam, my refolution was alwayes unfeigned^ 
 to ferve you : your coy refufal diminifhed nothing of I f tut 
 my affection, but did rather incite me the more to love j 
 you. • j 
 
 Mar. I did alwayes efteem my felf honoured^) Bee. runs away, 
 in your love, Sir, though the capricious humors I Man. and Pant, 
 of my felf-feeking friends did countermand my ( retire to a corner 
 defires. J of the Theatre. 
 
 Leon. Nay then, unfpotted beauty, anfwer those" 
 gracious obligations your felf : it passes the activity of 
 my invention. I have been alwayes your devout ad- 
 mirer ; but now I am fo much bound to love you, that 
 although my affection mould fuper-erogat, yet I can 
 plead no merits. 
 
 Chryf. Sir, your merits have made conquest of my affections — 
 
 Ca/f. Prethee, Leonardo, would'fl ke~) Pantaloni and Man. 
 good fport — \juflles, Pant, wrefles 
 
 Leon. As how ? [ loofe, Man. folus to 
 
 Man. Nay, you muff flay, I will notj Caff and Leon. 
 fight alone. 
 
 Pant. Fy, not before women, Sir, that were unhandfom 
 
 Exit. Pant, running. 
 
 Man. Keep off, boni viri; for, if you approach, you fhall find 
 the vinegar of my wrath. I have chaftifed many fuch in my time, 
 PI make you know what it is rem habere cum Profeffore, to bell 
 the cat with one to whom you owe refpect. Leon. 
 
 to Chryf. 
 
The Difcovery. 65 
 
 Leon, takes hold on Man. 
 
 Leon. Thou flovenly, greazy Pedant, glafs-gazing, fuperfinical 
 affected peece of ignorance, get you gone, fpeak no more ill of Gen- 
 tlemen ; or if you do, you may come to carry your joynts in a 
 box yet Man. Never again, Sir (lets fall his favor d. 
 
 Leon. If you do Man. Ita me Deus amet, never, Sir. 
 
 CaJJ. We'll put you to the ftripado, if you don't behave your 
 felf more civily. 
 
 Man. Never again, as I am erudite — So help me, God never . 
 
 Exit. 
 
 Mar. Poor fellow, he muff have his humour. 
 
 Chryf. If he could hold his peace fometimes, he is a good ho- 
 neft fellow ; but he can fpeak good of no man, but thofe of his 
 own profefsion. 
 
 Caff. We have puniflied him fufflciently, let's think no more 
 upon him. 
 
 Leon. Nor upon our quondam Rivals either. Come, we'll 
 continue our progrefs to Court. 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 
 Selena §hiinta. 
 
 A joy full noife within. Trumpets, Ketle-Drums, Ho-boyes, 
 with all fort of mufick. 
 
 Enter the Duke, Marciano, with others of the Nobi- 
 lity, Courtiers and Attendants, at his entry. 
 
 N 
 
 Song. 
 Ow breaks our day, 
 Fairies away, 
 Pack hence, lfay, 
 
 lour power's undone. 
 Room for Jov's progeny, 
 Full of Divinity. 
 
 K Cleon, 
 
66 Marciano-, or, 
 
 Cleon, brave Cleon, natures Paragon, 
 
 Rebellion breathlefs lyes, 
 
 Hell Zings her obfequyes, 
 
 Vfurping Traytors quick be gone. 
 Noiv, Cleon, divine Cleon mounts His Throne, 
 Room — room — room — room for Him alone. 
 
 Cleon. Heavens yet are juft : they now have paid us home 
 
 Oar former lofTes with large intereft 
 
 A good while loft is never known to many, 
 
 An ill while feel'd is fcarcely known to any ; 
 For men, like butter-Ayes, rufh on the candle 
 Of war at all occasions, untill fbme 
 Are burn'd to afhes : others hurt their wings ; 
 Then they recoil amaz'd, and not while then, 
 They blame the projects of their troubled brain. 
 
 Now (gods aflume our thanks) we, who before, 
 
 Were tofs'd in waves of war, are fo no more 
 
 Florence, take heed, jeft not with fupreme Powers, 
 
 'Tis hard to thrive, when heavens do countermand 
 
 Thy foul defigns : But wifely learn to know 
 
 Thy former errors, and commit no moe. 
 
 I. Court. A Prince's word is good divinity- 
 
 2. Court. "While Subjects oaths are down-right perjury, 
 
 And ferve for nothing but to feed Rebellion. 
 
 Cleon. How ! Marciano, you feem difcontent, 
 What fullen cloud amid'ft this calm of joyes 
 
 O'rcafts your noble foul ? Marc. Not I, dear Prince, 
 
 I am not difcontent. 
 
 Cleon. Come, Marciano, you fhall feaft your fenfes 
 On what we know your foul entirely loves. 
 
 Now let us in, 'tis time we were at counfell. 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 Within, mufick as before. 
 
 Song. 
 Dull man, dS ft not fee in his countenance 
 Such rare becoming grace, 
 
 As 
 
The Discovery. 67 
 
 As one might freely fay he did enhaunce, 
 Majefly in his face. 
 Why art become 
 So grofsly dumb ? 
 Cannot thy tongue pay tribute to his praife f 
 Harke how all Florence fing, 
 Infuch a cheerfull fpring, 
 And every one their voices raife. 
 Why f dent then, when after all our tears, 
 Clouds which didfhroud the light, our Sun appears f 
 
 Appears Appears 
 
 DiJJolving all our jealoufies and fears. 
 
 Sccena Sexta. 
 
 Enter Arabella fola. 
 
 Ar. A LI now rejoyce, but I : my former griefs 
 
 £\_ Still dwell with me, untill the noble, conftant, 
 
 Generous Marciano doth appear 
 
 Goodnefs ! 'tis he O ! ) Enter Marciano difcourfing quiet- 
 how my heart begins, j ly with a Courtier. Exit. Court. 
 Even as a murder'd carcaffe, to diftill 
 Grofs drams of blood at fight o'th murderer. (Marc, difcovers her. 
 
 Marc. Cold vertue guard me if I dream not 'tis me. 
 
 Mercifull heavens, can Marciano fee 
 
 His very foul ? yet not in extafie. 
 
 O ! Arabella, faireft, ever worthy, {embraces her. 
 
 I offer thus my heart thus thus and thus 
 
 O ! art afsift me fuddain joy had never 
 
 Suddain exprefsion Ar. Sure, my Lord, you cannot 
 
 Be more furprifed then I am ; pray imagine 
 A heart abftract from cares, and hois'd in high 
 Raptures of joy ; even fuch you may define, 
 
 Mine-thine thine-mine the gods could ne'r have been 
 
 K 2 More 
 
68 Marciano ; or, 
 
 More gracious then now 
 
 Then, thus, my Lord, pray let me evidence "( , 
 
 The temper of my heart, fince you went hence. J 
 
 Marc. O ! thou, the loadftone of my elfe-wandring fancy, 
 
 That keeps my foul flill fix'd What can I render 
 
 Conform to thy fair merits Ar. Love, my Lord, 
 
 Love, love 1 fay, I cannot ask for more. 
 
 Next, if you will oblige me, prethee honour 
 Our Friend Falajfo, one deferves your favour. 
 
 He entertain'd me kindly in your abfence, 
 
 During your Jong exile. Marc. Heavens thank him for it, 
 I mall efteem him highly, and recommend 
 
 Him to the Duke But now, my heart's in flames 
 
 Never was man more happy in his choyce \ ^ , 
 
 Then I in mine Such Miftrijfes are rare j* ^ 
 
 You were my fellow fufferer ; fp rightly Nymph, 
 If love connive, would you not willingly 
 Be fharer with me in my profperity ? 
 
 Ar. Thofe, who know all things, know my great ambition. 
 
 Marc. No more no more we wrong our joyes to ftay 
 
 On fuch difcourfe 'tis time we fupplicate 
 
 The gentle Hymen, he mail us unite, 
 
 That Florence may behold our joyes compleat. 
 
 Exeunt. 
 
 Sc<zna Vltima. 
 
 Enter tivo of the guard with Partuyfans. 
 
 I. Part. /^Ome, Come, all things will now refume their arici- 
 V^_y ent fplendour. 
 2. Part. Yes, yes, now we begin, like Marriners after a tempeft, 
 to fuck our bottles at eafe again. 
 
 I. Part. O brave dayes ! who would have dream'd on this 
 fuddain revolution fome years fince. 
 
 2. Part. 
 
The Difcovery. 69 
 
 2. Part. No more of that difcourse, look to the Court-gates, 
 for there (hall be such a crowd of Gallants with their Ladies, 
 Apprentifes with their Wenches, Citizens with their Wives, and 
 all the confufed rabble, by and by, that we fhall have a great labour 
 on't to keep the half on'em out. 
 
 1. Part. Right, for the Lord Marciano is to be marryed to 
 night, and we fhall have a Mafque, I warrand you. 
 
 2. Part. I beleeve we mall have a merry night on't. 
 
 I. Part. You ar welcome, my mailers, walk \ Enter Caff. Leon, 
 towards the further corner, pray you, there J Chryf. Mar. 
 you fhall have best room. 
 
 Cajf. The Duke will be here by and by. I. Part. We expect 
 fo, Sir. 
 
 Leon. Come then, wee'l ailde, Caffio. 
 
 A flourish within, Mudck, Sec. 
 Enter moe Partuyfans. 
 Part. Clear the way, the Dukes a coming. 
 
 Enter Cleon, leading Arabella by the hand, 
 Courtiers, Attendants, &c. 
 
 Cleon. Remember no more, fair Lady, 
 
 On by gone miferies— | Caff. Leon. Chryf. Mar. 
 
 j kifs the Dukes hand, Sec. 
 
 Enter Marciano ivith Strenuo, prefents him to 
 the Duke, &c. 
 
 Marc. May it pleafe your Highnefs • 
 
 This was my friend, my very trufty friend 
 
 In all my exigencies, very kind 
 
 To both me and the Lady Arabella. 
 
 Here only, I prefent him to your Highness (Str. kneels, Sec. 
 
 Cleon, Whatever favours were beftow'd on you, 
 
 We do account them done to our felves ■ 
 
 You are his friend, fo, Signior, you are ours. (Str. arifes. 
 
 Str. May all the blelTings of the heavens combine 
 To raife your highnefs to a pitch divine 
 
 Cleon. My Lord Marciano, we have alwayes had 
 A narrow eye over all your proceedings, 
 
 We've 
 
70 Mar c i an o ; or, 
 
 WeeVe found you loyall, without fpot or blemifh, 
 Valiant, at all adventures, ever faithfull, 
 And therefore after mature deliberation, 
 We here entruft the Government of Siena, 
 
 Your native country to your managing 
 
 Here's our Commiilion take it, and remember \ gives him 
 
 Our honour and the humours of Siena. ) a Patent. 
 
 Marc. Great Prince, whofe daring eye ftrikes traytors dumb, 
 Revives all loyal fouls : difperfes all 
 Rebellions foggy mifts : you have this day 
 Conferr'd fuch honour on your highnefs fervant, 
 As were I a bafe Infidel, yow'd perfwade 
 
 My heart to faith, my tongue to oratory 
 
 Thus thus, dear Prince, I tender folemnly, 
 
 All homage to your highnefs, while I dye. 
 
 Clem. Arife, enjoy thofe honours, and approve ) Cleon takes him 
 Your felf a pattern of both fear and love. j by the hand. 
 
 Man, Serenijime, Auguflijime dux "") Enter Man. Bee. Pant. 
 
 Court. Remove, remove that fellow. I Stremio prefents them 
 
 Part. Come come Sirrah, you think [federally to kiffe the 
 
 you are in your fchool. Man. Dux. J ^ukes hand - Man - 
 
 harangues. 
 
 Part. Come you villain. ) Part, dragges 
 
 Man. Princeps Tus Tus cania. ) him off. 
 
 Court. What an impudent rogue is this ? 
 
 Cleon. As for this Lady, whom thy gentler fates 
 
 Have ftill referved for your chaft embraces, 
 We ftill will honour her, as having feen 
 Evident flgns of her affection, 
 And loyalty to us 
 
 Ar. And ftill (hall be, 
 Dear Prince, fo much as in a Woman lyes, 
 Pie offer prayers and tears, and facrifice, 
 The firft fruits of my wifties ; Pie implore 
 Such bleilings, as the gods have heap'd in ftore, 
 May rain upon your royal highnefs head, 
 That in your eyes heavens favours may be read 
 
 I. Court. 
 
The Difcovery. 
 
 1. Court. May forrein Princes his great power envy 
 
 2. Court. May he his treacherous enemies plots defye 
 
 Leon. May he reflore our former happinefs 
 
 Caff. And Medicis great princely houfe encreafe 
 
 Marc. While all his faithfull Subjects long to fee 
 
 The royal hopes of his pofterity 
 
 All. Long live our Prince, and may hejlill appear 
 
 The brightejl Star in all our Hemifphare. 
 A joy full noife within, Sec. 
 
 Exeunt omnes. 
 Plaudite. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
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