ROLLIARDO

Any thing, nothing: yet a man, yet no man for I want. Money sir, will you spare any from your precious sins. Yet Sir I am in debt. Nobody harm. I dropped from the Moon. Would ye any thing to do that ye account impos sible Gentlemen. And you'll pay for't. Let me have money enough and I'll do any thing. Yes I will hold. Why Paradoxes. There are no beasts but Cuckolds and Flatterers; no cold weather but i'th Dogdays; no Physic to a whore, no fool to and Alderman, no Scholar to a Justice of Peace, nor no Soldier to a Belt and Buff Jerkin. Thy pardon mighty man, if it be no Treason to pray for thee, save thee, wilt employ me? It's Vacation, and I want work, ask me not what I can do, let me have money enough, and I'll do any thing. Five, the small Birds dare not peep for him, I take it: I can see greatness big with and Impossibilities stume, yet towering in the Air Like a Falcon: I can hear a man swear I am thy Eternal Slave, and will serve thee: when ̄ if opportunity were offered, for price of a Plush Cloak, he will be the first shall strip thee to the very Soul: I can taste wine that another man pays for, and relish any thing that comes of free cost: I can smell a Knave through a Bared Gown, a Politician, through a Surplace; a Fool, through a Scarlet outside: I can touch a Wench better then a Lute, and tell money with a Secretary, to show I would lost my eeling: tush, all's nothing, I have a humour to do some thing to be talked on, nothing can come amiss to me, let me have money enough, and my life to a cheese pairing, I'll do any thing. Not to do over the Seven Wonders of the World, and demolish they when I would done, let me have money e nough, what star so high, but I will measure by this a cobs staff: Divine money, the Soul of all things Sublunary, what Lawyers tongue will not be tipped with silver, and will not money with a Judge make it a plain Case, does not gouty Greatness find ease with Aurum palpabile, and he's a sleight Physician cannot give a Golden Glister at a dead lift:—Money, I adore thee, it comes near the nature of a Spirit, and is so subtle it can creep in at a Cranny, be present at the most inward Counsels, and betray em: Money, to opens locks, draws Curtains, buys wit, sells Hone sty, keeps Courts, sights Quarrels, pulls down Chur ches, and builds Almshouses. I am of no Country. I was born upon the Sea. In a Tempest I was told— Rolliardo. Your Highness may be merry-and if you have no Employment for me, I am gone. I except nothing, nothing Duke, it were no glory Not to be general, active in all, let me have Money Enough and I'll do any thing. Name the Actium. I will fallen upon her, as Jupiter on Danae, let me have a shower of Gold, Acrisius brazen Tower shall melt again, were there and Army about it, I would compass her in a Month or die for't. A toy, a toy. Your Highness Pardon; if you prohibit I must not undertake, but let me have freedom, and Money e nough (for that's the Ci cle I walk in) and if I do not conjure up a spirit hight enough to inflame a frozen Lucrec bosom: make Mummy of my flesh, and fell me to the A pothecaries: try me with some Master piece; A woman's Love is as easy as to eat dinner without saying Grace, getting of Children, or going to bed drunk: Let me have Money enough, and tax me to the purpose. The sky may fallen, and Aldermen cry Larks About the City. It's a match, I shall have money enough? I will not be particular and agree oth' Sum, you look I should die if I perform not, and I'll look to be merry and want nothing while I live, I'll not take the And vantage on you, because I hope to receive credit by it: if I use now and then a round sum set me up oth' Ticket for't, but who shall pass his word if I do this feat, you'll let me keep my head a my shoulders. It's enough. I'll wait upon your Highness for some earnest: I have a Month good, let me have fair play and my bargain Money enough, if I do come short, let my head be too hea vie for my shoulders; if I do more then is expected, you'll believe it possible hereafter: when a man has money e nough he may do any thing. So the Covenants are sealed, I am Like a famous Cathedral with two ring of Bells', a sweet Chime a both sides, now it's noised I would money enough, how many Gall lants of all sorts and Sexes court me, here's a Gentleman ready to run himself in the Kennel, for hast to give me the Wall, this Cavalier will kiss my hand, while th'other Signior c inckles ith' hammes, as he were studying new Postures against his turn comes to salute me. As I walk, every Window is glazed with eyes, as some triumph were in the street; this Madova invites me to a Banquet for my discourse, tother Bona roba sends me a Spark, a third a Ruby, a fourth and Emerald, and all but in hope to put their Jewels to usury, that they may return again with precious Interest—Thus far it goes well, very well, what's next- What art thou? But I gave fate no Commission to take you up for me, I would more followers then the Duke already, prithee have me commended to the Lady Destinies, and tell they I am provided. Prithee make thy self happy with a warm suit first, thy house is but poorly thatched, and thou be'st so good at making happy, why hast no better clothes. Philosophy. How canst thou assist me. How? t'hast no cloven foot, I sent brimstone, and thou be'st a Devil tell me. You'll teach me to go invisible you say. You think I admire you all this while—Hark, when did you eat? or do you hope again, that you are put to this pitiful and desperate exigent. I see you my would be Invisible, fine Knave. I'll tell you a better project, wherein no Courtier has prefool'd you. Stick your skin with feathers, and draw the rabble of the City for pence a piece to see a monstrous Bird brought from Peru, Baboons have passed for men all ready, been taken for Usurers, i'their furred Gowns and Nightcaps, keep a fool in pay, to tell the multitude of a Gentle faith, that you were caught in a Wilderness, and thou mayest be taken for some far Country Howlet. Art? but such another word, and I shall mar the whole expecta ion of your invisible tram ique, in, to your nest; and leave me, distinguish men before you practice on they, it's wholesome caution. This is Perenotto Captain of the Guard. Not a penny, and thou hadst not been a fool, thou wouldst would been a Knave, & so thou mightest have God by me, yet by those scurvy legs there's oh ̄ e hope thou'lt be continued ̄ verted at all adventures take it. Tell me what condition is that Sign. of? is he rich? Come? Shalt be my Pensioner—here's more gold for 1 line Good. I Like thee. Noble Sir, you are the only man I have Ambition to honour. It's in your power to oblige my Soul—w'are pri vate, I am jealous of the Wind lest it convey Our noise too far: This Morn I had some traffic With a Jeweller, and if my Judgement err not, Has richly furnished me. What says your Lordship to this Diamond? Does it not sparkle most divinely Signior, A row of these stuck in a Ladies Forehead, Would make a Persian stagger in his Faith, And give more Ado ation to this Light Then to the Sun beam: I would fellows to they A Nest of bright ones. I'm serious. You have a Noble Soul I'll teach you how to merit more. Make but my path a smooth one to the Princess, I am brief, you know my undertaking. It comes not near the question of a life: do't I'll enable you, to buy another Dukedom, State, and Title. How? Was I not told this Officer was corrupt? I want Faith to believe the Miracle. Sure he does but jest with me, would? Yet he keeps my jewels, there may be some hope I'll to him again, it's but his modesty At first not to see me easy, he must be courted Statesmen Like Virgins first, should give denial, Experience and opportunity make the trial. Save you Gallants. I do not despair Gentlemen, you see I do not wear my hat in my eyes, crucify my arms, or entreat your Lordship's brain to melt in a Petition for me. I think so. Why shall I tell you—you are three. Counterfeit ecombes. A miserable leash of Court Mimics. You perfumed Goats. Dee think I am so wretched in a point that con cernes my life and honour, to trust my ways and purpo ses to you that have no souls. Things that have forfeited their Creation, and had not your Tailors took compassion on you, you had di ed to all men's thoughts, who long since wood would forgotten that ever there were such things in Nature. Yes, and make legs, in token of your thankful ness, if I were at leisure, I would make you show tricks now. But I wonot. How? When you see me next avoid me, as you would do your poor kindred when they come to Court. Get you home, say your Prayers, and wonder that you come off without beating, for it's one of my Miracles. Am not I mad, sure I am, though I do not know it, and all the World is but a Bedlam, a house of correction to whip us into our senses, I would known the time when jewels and Gold had some virtue in'em, the generation of men now are not subject to corruption; Democritus the World's refined. Bolt upright Mnskat, and if you make hast you may be one of her Calves, next time she appears, you shall see her beckento you, with a pair of horns, joust a'the size of those are preparing for your forehead, my precious ani mall. Marry Sir they went to Sea, to aid the Cranes, and there have been mustering ever since, but for want of a Woodcock they would left behind they, they dare not ven ture upon the Pigmies, you may do well to overtake the Buzzard and relieve the Army Sir. I shall be grinnde to death as I walk the streets, it's no policy to be dull and modest—but let me see, which way to compass my work, and put my self out of the common laughter the very children will jeer me shortly I think, and point me out with stones, the pre cious undertaker. I might have had more wit then to run my self into this calamity whom have we next. The Duke? what stranger's that? I must not seem de iected. You are my Prince great Sir, and you have spoke Not much unlike a brave one. If my head Come to be paid to you, before Sunset That day when it is forfeit, I would cleerd with you, And shall depart out of your Royal debt There's all you can demand, a good sharp sword Will make and even reckoning. Now a fierce dog. So Sir. Mushroumpe—I'll cast away a few words on thee Had I another life, I'de undertake yet Though I below in all opinion, To venture it, with the riches I have spread To corrupt others, to make thee my parasite, I would engage my life to wear no steps To thy white daughter, thou and thy graven Matron Most humbly should present her, when I was pleased too For fear I should refuse the sport you brought me. She's not dead I hope. I herd a pound of flesh, a Jews demand once It gravely now remembered of your Lordship—released? Fortune, and courtesy of opinion Gives many men Nobility of Birth, That never durst do nobly, nor attempt Any design, but fell below their Honours. Cased up in Chambers, scarcely air themselves But at a Horserace, or i'th Park with Puppets, That for which I'm your laughter, I speak to You flattering tribe of Courtiers, to you Glowworms Is my chief glory, that perhaps being sprung From humble Parentage, dare yet attempt A deed so far above me, that sets all Your Wisdoms in Combustion, you may think I've made a sorry bargain for my life, Let Scorner's know in aiming at her only My memory after death, receives more honour Then all your marble Pinnacles can raise you, Or alabaster figures, whiter far Then ere your souls were, and that hour I die If you dare look upon me, without fainting (Which I much fear) you shall see death so scorned, I mean for any terror, you shall think him My slave to take my upper Garment off. Sir, I observed you Noble, and not apt To throw derision on me with the rest, Which does encourage me, to ask you a question. Pray what strange'rs that walked with the Duke? And Ambassador, his design I pray? This is all. Y'aue honoured me, married to Tuscany? so, if my am bition had been fortunate, I might have been his taster, but my stars want influence, they are too dull, and weary of my fate, Rolliardo then must forfeit, why that's the worst on't, I will make a glorious blaze in death, and while I live, make the Dukes trea sure pay for't, nor shall he accuse me, I exhaust him poorly, i'll study out some noble way to built me a remembrance. would.—a Church or College? Tedious, my glass has but few sands, I must do some thing I may live to finish: I have't, I will send to all the prisons ith City, and pay the poor men's debts for they: the world wants such a President: I would money enough since I fail in my other ends, I will do some good deeds before I die, so shall I be more sure of Prayers, then if I built a Church, for they are not certain to continue their foundation, fate I despise thee, I sink under no cheap and common Actium, but fell my life too Fame, in catching my death by so brave and aspiring. If I obtain a Monument, be this all Write on my graven. This man climbe'd high to fallen. Save you nest of Courtiers, smooth faces, rich clothes, and sublime compliments, make you amorous in sighed of your Ladies. Donzell deal Ph bo, and Rosiclee are you there? what pestilent diseases have you God, that you wear so much musk and civet about you. O for a Priest of Cupid to sacrifice you now, how your breeches would burn Like incense, & your hair disguised in sweet powder, leave your bodies in a missed, while your bones were inwardly consuming with the fire of Dame Venus all tar. I herd say, we shall have strange apparitions i'th air and yet invisible wonders, a hand must appear as fa tall to some as that hung over the Capitol; for there is a suspicion some ses will be juggled empty, and as silent as the Moon, no bright Solemnizing appearing, nor a piece of pale faced silver in your silken Hemispheres. Right Jehochanan, right, my precious Jew, we are all In fidell that wonot believe the Court catechism - my Lord Ambassador you are welcome from Florence, does the great Duke pick salads still, I mean continue his as size, return into his Exchequer once in seven years the wealth of Tuscany. Vespasian was held covetous for ordai ning vessels to receive the beneficial public urine, but it's Heathenism among Christians not to hold Dulcis oh dor Lucri è re qualib to. Signior Perenotto, it has puzzled my vnderstan ding, how you can subsist at Court without making use of the common sins, flattery, and corruption; take heed, you're a great man, and it's ominous to die in your bed, a sign your children are Like to in herite but weak brains, thou mayest go to Heaven, but thy heir had rather thou shouldst make a journey to Erebus, for the proverb sake, happy is that Son, whose Father goes to the Devil.—Why when comes out my Done invisible, may be, he's here already for we cannot see him, what says my squir rill? thou lookest dull and Physical me thinks, the crowns will return again invisibly, never fear it, and how does my graven Gymnosophist whose ambition is to be regist read and honest Lord, though thou be'st buried upon alms, carried to Church with four torches, and have and inscrip cion on thy marble worse then the ballad of the Devil and the Baker, and might be sung to as vild a tune too.—Gentlemen, i'll invite you shortly to see my head cut off, and do only entreat, you would not laugh at me when I am dead, it'll show but poorly in you, and I shall re venge it with my Ghost walking. All but his hand. Would, would. I cannot contain my merry spleen. Would, would. No, no, do not Gentlemen, remember your selves. I was costive, and and Infidel, you are Christian coxcombs, and so, while I see what will become of the mirth, that is gone before, I leave your wise Signiorships to the mercy of your Garters, which is a speedy way, of ter a little time, to make your selves invisible indeed. Fare you well. Keep your way. What are you. Prithee friend, if th'ast received a benefit, go home, and say thy prayers:—I would forget it. D'yee mock me? I would nothing to say to you. How. Th'art liberal in language. Would, would, would, what meanest? His soul's not dearer to him—what of that? D'yee hear, I would bestowed 300. Crowns alrea die to set your heals at Liberty, if you do mock me, it shall cost me 500. but I'll would you clapped up again, where you shall howl all day at the Grate, for a meal at Night from the Basket. Yes. Can thy Art procure this? What to do? to reckon the hours I would to live. Provide again you mock me not—come on Sir. I take you at your word fair Princess, I am the truest Prisoner, tremble not, Fear flies the Noble mind, for injury dares not come near. The humblest of your Servants. You see I keep at distance. Hold, be counseled rather But to calm Silence for a pair of minutes And none shall perish, you shall save him too That would for your sake lose himself for ever. Nor doom me unto scorn, I am a Gentleman And when my inimitable Resolution In those Attempts whose very sounds breeds Earthquakes In other hearers, shall your knowledge fill, With wonder and amaze; you will at least Think I fallen too low, if I love beneath you. Was it less Then death deer Princess to adventure hither. You're deceived Lady. It had been death Your sighed gives me a Lease of longer life, My head stands fast. The truth is Princess, if you now discover me, (Though I made nice at first to put your fright by) You cannot harm me much, I have done my task, Do you fear me still? why is there such a space Betwixt us Lady?—Can you keep that man At so unkind a distance, that for your sake Has in his undertaking swallowed danger Robbed death, of all his fears. Yours—fair Princess, dare you so far trust me yet To let me your hand. Such was the Duke your gracious father's care He would put confidence in none about him, But saw me brought himself. Which must be to high purpose: come be wise And keep me while you have me, it's but reaping This fruitless Harvest, from my cheek and chin And you can form the rest, you're young and beautiful Lose not the blessing of your Youth sweet Princess Fair opportunity waits upon your pleasure, You want but the first knowledge of your joy. Your Blood is ripe, come I am confident Your will is but controlled by upstart Fears, Like advanced Beggars, that will check their Princes, My safest way is yours, now to conceal me, It may be thought I have enjoyed you else, Ill Censure soon takes fire, nay perhaps To be revenged of your stern cruelty, I'll swear my self I have possessed you freely, Play your game wisely then, your honour lies Full at my mercy, come, it's in your love, To led me to a secret Couch. Stay and let me circle in mine Arms All happiness at once, I have not Soul Enough to apprehend my joy, it spreads Too mighty for me: know excellent Eugenia I am the Prince of Florence, that owe Heaven More for thy virtues, then his own Creation. I was born with gilded enough to canc ll, My first purity, but so chased a Love As thine, will so refine my second being When holy marriage frames us in one piece, Angels will envy me. I would made no travail for so rich a Blessing, Turn me to Pilgrimage, divinest Beauty, And when I have put a girdle about the World, This Purchase will reward me. Give it what name you will, you're mine Eugenia. Are we not Contracted? It's firm between our Father's. Cannot? Is it my person Madam You hold unworthy? For my birth and Fortune Cannot deserve your scorn. If you'll not pardon, I'll deliver up. Philenzo to be punished for this trial—See Lady. Oh let not such a glorious building stoop It is my duty, I have a double duty, for I owe Your Constancy as much respect and Reverence As your most Princely person. O with what willingness could I be lost In this distracted Wilderness of Joy. To morrow Madam, I go to my Arraignment. Spend no fear upon't Your Story shall be pleasing:—I have much To tell you—for your Ladies. It attends, The Story passed; we must some counsel find, The puzzle of our Fate, is still behind. The Duke, where is the Duke? I come to give up my accounts and reckon with him, some body tell him so. Do, and say I sent a Fool a my errand prithee, cry mercy, such and Office would have become either of you Gentlemen. It's Holiday. Therefore we are preparing a Morris to make your grace merry, they have chosen me for the Hobby horse, and if do not deceive their expectation, they will laugh at me extremely before I die. Not so well I hope, as I may be hereafter, unless you will be unjust and have a desire to be clapped into the Chronicles with some your Predecessors, for cutting off heads, when you do not Like their complexion, 'tis but laying one block upon another, and I am quickly sent of a headless errand. I crave no longer day for't, and I prove not my self free from my engagements. I come not to Petition for a mercy But to cry up my merit, for a deed Shall drown all story, and posterity When it shall find in her large Chronicle My glorious undertaking, shall admire it More then a Sybil's leaf, and lose it self In wonder of the Actium, Poets shall With this make proud their Muses, and apparel it In ravishing numbers, which the soft haird Virgin Forgetting all their legends, and Love tales Of Venus, Cupid, and the escapes of Jove Shall make their only song and in full choir Chant it at Hymen's feast. You think I am a lost man; and your gay things That echo to your passion, and see through Your eyes all thats presented, do already Tickle their very souls, with expectation To see me beg most miserably for life But you are all deceived—here I pronounce The great work done that cancels all my debts I have had access unto the fair Eugenia Your Princely daughter, stayed, discoursed with her More, she has entertained me for her servant. It cannot be, for if you mean your daughter It's that is my preserver, blessed Eugenia To whose memory, my heart does dedicate It self and altar, in whose very mention My lips are hallowed, and the place a temple Whence the divine found came, it is a voice Which should our holy Churchmen use, it might Without addition of more exorcise Disenchant houses, tie up nightly spirits Which fright the solitary groves, Eugenia When I have named, I needs must love my breath The better after it. Will either of you speak for me Gentlemen, if the Justice of my cause should fail me, I'll pay you for't, I know Courtiers that live upon countenance, must fell their tongues, what is the price of yours pray? I would spoke too much already it seems, sure he has sent for her, I dare repose my life on her, to whose trust I gave my heart, she is a tbousand witnesses in her self. I Like not this consulting, they break of pleasant lie now in the name of Mercury what crotchet. Temper your passion Sir. They shannot needs, you sent me Sir your self. The Cage was my conveyance. It's happiness enough that you have mentioned him, And whither to your Mercy, or your justice, See that Philenzo kneel. It was your sentence. You do me honour. Ere I go, dread Sir, I have and humble suit, it is not life I'll ask, for that I give up willingly And call it Mercy in you to immortalise The affection I shall owe Eugenia, Your other banishment is only Death, You new create me now, it was my aim And my attempt you thought so bold, I made To serve this end, that since I could not live I might die for her; pray reprieve my breath But till I take my leave, one minute does it It shall be a very short, and silent farewell. Where am I now? no matter where I be 'Tis Heaven if my Eugenia meet me here She made some promise sure to such a purpose. This Music sounds divinely, would Eugenia It's so, let's dwell here for Eternity If I be dead, I wonot live again If living—would! I'm lost, lost for ever. I am not yet awake. It's a Miracle. Madam vouchsafe him kiss your hand We owe him much. Very Like so. Worser ee hear, you are one of the List. Poor? hold thee, there's gold for thee:—thou wilt be honest now? For although I had not the art to go invisible as these wise Courtiers nor could counterfeit another sex so becomingly as tother gaudy Signior, to introduce me to the Ladies, yet with your Princely licence I may say, it's done. I am still the same, and let me be so bold To plead your royal word, 'twas my security Nor shall you take mine to induce your faith To what is done I have more pregnant evidence, Your highness knows that character. I'm quite lost.