DE VITRY

I have some occasion, I should not else; and the same cause perhaps That makes me do so, may beget in you A contrary effect. I see and joy to see that sometime poor men, (And most of such are good) stand more indebted For means to breathe to such as are held vicious, Then those that wear Like Hypocrites on their foreheads, Ambitious titles of joust men and virtuous. Who would ever have thought The good old Queen, your Highness reverend mother, Into whose house (which was and Academ,) In which all principles of lust were practised, No soldier might presume to set his foot; At whose most blessed intercession All offices in the state, were charitably Conferred on panders, overworn chamber wrestlers, And such physicians as knew how to kill, With safety under the pretence of saving, And such Like children of a monstrous peace, That she I say should at the length provide That men of war and honest younger brother's, That would not owe their feeding to their codpiece, Should be esteemed of more then mother's, or drones, Or idle vagabonds. One that cannot fail, she and virtuous train With her Jewels and all that was worthy the carrying, The last night left the court; and as it's more Then said, for it's confirmed by such as met her, She's fled unto your brother. Nay storm not, For if that wicked tongue of hers hath not Forgotten its pace, and Thierry be a Prince Of such a fiery temper, as report Has given him out for; you shall have cause to use Such poor men as my self; and thank us too For coming to you, and without petitions; Pray heaven reward the good old woman for't. Yes any where, To be worse then I am here, is passed my fear. What is that to me? Though they and all the polecats of the Court, Were trustde together, I perceive not how It can advantage me a cardekue, To help to keep me honest. You seek too hard a penywoth. I must confess I have been subject to lewd company. A couple of unprofitable ones, that have only served to get me a stomach to my dinner. You should have herd me say I had dined first, I have built on and unwholesome ground, raised up a house before I knew a Tenant, matched to meet weariness, fought to find want and hunger. It may be your worship will say bawdry. Why is their five kinds of em, I never knew but one. But thus much. After that rate, I and my friends would beggar the kingdom. Sir you have made me blush to see my want, whose cure is such a cheap and easy purchase, this is male bawdry belike. Leave it to my handling, isle fallen vpon't instantly: Will you have a relish of wit Lady? If you affect cheapens, how can you prize this sullied beware so much? mine is fresh, my own, not retailde. The fitter to be in the dish with such dry stockfish as you Are, how strike? That box was left out of the bargain. Yes, let him; now comes my turn. i'll see if he can and swear me: save you Sir, they say you have that I want, money. Stand, deliver. Do you prate? You have done this, brave man be proud to make him happy, by the bred of God man thou hast a bony countenance, comrade man of vrship, St. Tauy be her patron, out upon you, you uncurried colts, walking cans that have no souls in you, but a little rosin, to keep yonr ribs sweet, and hold in liquour. Then you will not beg again. All that's left of him. Here me Sir, this creature hir'de me with fifty crowns in hand, to let Protaldye have the better of me at single rapier on a made quarrel; he mistaking the weapon, lays me over the chops with his clubfist, for which I was bold to teach him the art of memory. No war, no money, no master; banished the Court, not trusted in the city, whipped out of the country, in what a triangle runs our misery: let me hear which of you has the best voice to beg in, for other Hope's or Fortune's I see you have not; be not nice, nature provided you with tones for the purpose, the peoples charity was your heritage, and I would see which of you de serves his birthright. Beg, beg, and keep Constables waking, wear out stocks and whipcord, mander for butter milk, die of the jan dize, yet have the cure about you, lice, large lice, begotten of your own dust, and the heat of the brick-kills; may you statue, and fear of the gallows which is a gentle consumption too't, only prefer it; or may you fallen upon your fear, and be hanged for selling those purses to keep you from famine whose moneys my valour empties, and be cast without other evidence; here is my fort, my castle of defence, who comes by shall pay me tolle, the first purse is your mittimus slaves. Have goodness in your minds varlets, and too't Like men; he that has more money then we, cannot be our friend, and I hope there is no law for spoiling the enemy. Disperse your selves, and as their company is, fallen on. Who goes there? I should know that voice, deliver. Zones down with him, do you prate? Let the devil come, i'll pillage this frigate a little better yet. Would, upon us, make the least noise, it's thy parting gasp. Every man his own; do you hear, only bind me be before you go, and when the company's passed, make to this place a gain, this karuell should have better lading in him, you are slow, why do you not tie harder? Darkness befriend you, away. Nay Rook, since you will be prating, we'll share your carrion with you, have you any other conveyance now Sir? Treason, unheard of treason, monstrous, monstrous villainies. Would we were all lost, hanged, quartered, to save this one, one innocent prince; Thierry's poisoned, by his mother poy soned, the Mistress to this stallion, who by that poison never shall sleep again. Here's that shall remove it, toad, viper; drag him unto Martell, unnatural parricide, cruel, bloody woe man. You see this cardicue, the last and the only quintessence of 50 crowns, distilled in the lembicke of your gardage, of which happy piece thou shalt be treasurer: now he that can soonest per suade him to partly with't, enjoys it, possesses it, and with it, me and my future countenance. So you be not a partial judge in your own cause, you shall. Omnes. A marth: We shall find that presently, stand, as you love safety stand. You should have jewels about you, stones, precious stones. They are gone passed hearing, now to task Deuitry, help, help, as you are men help, some charitable hand, relieve a poor distressed miserable wretch; thieves, wicked thieves have robbed me, bound me. What blessed tongue spoke to me, where, where are you Sir? Alas what can we suffer more? they are far enough by this time; have they not all, all that we have Sir? Now blessing on your wit Sir, what a dull slave was I, dreamt not of your conveyance? help to unbind me Sir, and i'll undo you, my life for yours no worse These then my self meets you again this night. Here Sir, here, I could beat my brains out, that could not think of boots, boots Sir, wide top boots, I shall love em the better while I live, but are you sure your jewels are here Sir? So ho, illo ho. Within soldiers. Here Captain, here. A trick to boot chase, purchase, the soul of the rock, diamonds, sparkling Diamond monds. Nay, since you have your tricks, and your conuei ances, we will not leave a wrinkle of you unsearched. A longer sighed of him will make my rage turn pity, and with his sudden end prevent revenge, and torture, wicked, wic ked Brunbalt. Willingly, if you have any more wages to earn, You see I can take pains. I'll tell you what it was, if but your patience Will give me hearing. Heart, who goes there? Then you have met with thieves too I see?