LODWICK

Somewhat calmer, Love I think Will kill neither of us, although I be No Stoic, y to I thank my tarres I have A power over my a fection, if he'll not Tame his, let it melt him into Sonnets He will prove the more loving Prince to you, Get in again; and make wise speeches to him, There is Aristotles Ghost still with him, My Phylosophicall Governor that was, He wants but you two, and a pair of Spectacles, To see what folly it's, to love a woman With that wicked resolution to marry her, Though he be my elder Brother, and a Duke, I would more wit, when there's a dearth of women I may turn fool, and place one of their Sex N erer my heart, farewell, commend me to My Brother, and the Council-table. I shall know that by my success, I want A thousand Crowns, a thousand Crowns. Why will these foolish questions never be left, Is't not sufficient I would borrow em, But you must still capitulate with me? I would put they to that use they were ordained for, You might as well have asked me, when I meant To pay you again. A thing of nothing, I wo'd entreat you To partly with this same transitory honour, This trifle called a Dukedom, and retire, Like a good Christian Brother, into some Religious house, it would be a great ease to you, And comfort to your friends, especially To me, that would not trouble you, with the noise Of money thus, and I could help it. What do you make of me, cannot I serve? And be low sie? I shall not have a thousand Crowns? Then be a Duke still, come lets love, and be Fine Princes, and thou hadst but two or three Of my conditions, by this hand I wood not Care and thou were immortal, so I might Live with thee, and enjoy this world's felicity. Merry? Merry indeed? Follow me, I'll bring you to a Lady? That is a little the courser name. A toy, a toy. What can a man do less for any Brother, Th'ordinary compliment now a days, with great ones, We prostitute our Sisters with less scruple Then eating flesh on vigils, it's out of fashion To trust a Servant with our private sins, The greater tie of blood, the greater faith, And therefore Parents have been held of late, The safest wheels, on which the children's lust, Hath hurried into act, with supple greatness, Nature does wear a virtuous charm, and will Do more in soft compassion to the sin, Then gold or swelling promises. With all my heart. Your Mistress, who's that? She is honest. How? You do not mean to marry her? Ah-my Conscience, You are in earnest. I commend Your nimble resolution, then a Wife Must be had somewhere, wo'd y'ad mine, to ceole Your appetite, take your own course, I can But pray for you; the thousand Crowns— It were enough to put her Into conceit, I come in love to her, My Constitution will not bear it, Yet a thousand Crowns—God buy Condemn me to my wife. Not with wine? Is it true? That he is sick, my Brother's sick Piero. Have not I known a Lady, whose husband is and Eunuch, upon Record, mother to three or four children and no free conscience but commends her. Is not my brother in the way? sick already, and perhaps as fit for Heaven, as and other, I know he cannot l we long he's so well given, they never thrive, and then do think ill keep such a Religious Court, in this corner lodge a Covey of Capouchins, who shall zealously pray for me without stockings, in that a nest of Carthusians, things which in fi turn to Otters, appear flesh, but really are fish, for that they feed on: no no give me a Court of flourishing pleasure where delight in all her shapes, and studied vary ties, every minute courts the Soul, to actuate her chief felicity. Faith I do, but it always makes me melancho lie, and therefore as seldom as I can, my contemplation shall point thither, I am now in the spring of my life, winter will come on fast enough, when I am old, I will be as methodical and hypocrite, as any pair of lawn sleeves in Savoy. How now, whence come you, were you sick? At heart? isle never believe, without inspection, am I unkind, go to, there's not a friend in the whole world can with h you better, would you were Canonised a Saint, it's more then I wish my self yet, I do not trouble thee much on earth, and thou Wertenberg in Heaven, I would not pray to thee, for fear of di turbing thy Serap icall deum cion. I would not have your Ladyship too we trous, The air is some what cold, and may endanger A weak body. My Madam would to rut, hath your honour, no pretty dapper Monkey, each morning to give you a heat in a dance, is not your Doctor gamesome. Unchaste? by this hand I do not know one honest woman I the Dukedom. know not whither you be a woman or no, yet. What would you have me do, I have not seen her this six Months. No kill your self, more good will come on' , how now? nay then w'are Like to have a precious time on't. II, I knew he would do well enough, now Sir? Some moral exhortations, they are fruitless, I shall never eat garlic with Diogenes in a Tub, and speculam the Stars without a shirt, prithee enjoy thy Religion, and live at last most Philosophy call lousy. So this Lady will be temperate, and use me but Like a stranger, without pressing me to inconveniences of kiss sing her, and other superstitious Courtship of a Husband. And yet it goes against my conscience to tarry so long in honest company, but my is I do not use it, come away Piero, you have had a fine time on't. And you know how I have followed em. To much purpose. Possible. How chance I could never see't in you, you know I would would been drunk for company. Wickedness? But stay, how comes it to pass, that accounting me so young a sinner, you now adventure to discover your self? Very well, proceed. Hypocrisy? This is pretty wholesome doctrine, and hark you, would you no wenches now and then? Hast i'faith? Nay nay, be free and open to me, you have my oath not to betray. Not the greatest? How do you conceal they, I should never keep half so many but't would be known. I have eared you, and now I think fit to discover my self to you, you are a Rascal. Let not your wisdom think, I can be so easi lie guide. How think you have talked very methodically, and cunningly all this while, and that I am as they say, a credu ous cox comb, and cannot perceive, that by your po litique jeers upon my pleasures, you labour to discredit, not only my recreations, but my self to my own face, D'ee hear? the time may come you will no dare these things, and yet you shall see, I will not now so much as seem angry, pre serve your humour, it'll appear fresh o'ch Stage my lear ned Gymnosophist, very well, excellent well. Do' to thou think throughout the year, I will lose one minute of my pastime, for this your toothless Satyr your mock balled, go get some pretty tune, it'll do you a great deal of credit, the next Lent to be presen ted by folly in and Anti mask, isle to a wench presently. How? thou? Yes, yes, then I will believe thee. Whither? Me? W l you lead me to such a creature? And shall I enjoy her in dalliance? Precious villain. No more, I have a cro et new sprung, Where shall I mere thee? How have we all been continued Ned? What is my brother here? I'll see him, and then prepare me for this L die. I feel a boiling in my veins already, This is the li e of greatness, and of Court They're fools that will be frighted from their sport. Do't and thou lovest me? Nay ee must have such a deal of circumstance I say do it. That? Is that such a piece of matter, does it ap pear so horrid in your imagination, that you should look as if you were frighted now? A thing your lust will prompt you to, but that You aff ct Ceremony, and love to be entreated. Yet again, must I voice it Like the Town Crier, and ram it into your head with noise, you have not been observed so dull, in a business of this supple Nam ture. Have I not told thee my end? Is your mountainous promise come to this? Re member, if I do not turn honest— No butting. Whats that? How? She's here fear nothing, I'll be thy protection, it were not amiss to cast away some kindness upon her, nay I was coming to take my leave. Thus my best intents are rewarded still, the more sin upon your conscience, y'haue a hard heart, but heaven for give us all, Astella farewell, Piero expect my re turn here—pray entertain this Gentleman courteously in my absence, you know not how kindly I may take it. 'Tis in the will of women to do much, do not despair, the proudest heart is but flesh, think a that. Of flesh, and so I leave you. You are not ignorant Oh the intents my blood hath brought with me Grimundo, I hope, hath told my coming Lady And you I'm confident, will justify his promise Oh some pastime. That were very trange, She is poetical, more e then half a Fury, But we prate all this while, and lose the time W should employ more preciously, I needs No more prouocatiu , my veins are rich And swell with expectation, shall we to This vaulting business? Your name, why Lady? By my worser sire's I know it not, I hope You have received a better Character, Then to suspect my blame bing, I'll not trust My Ghostly Father with my sins, much less Your name. Pray do. How? H ? thats excellent, if the villain Worser e prosper with my wife, I'll marry her. How a Devil? Oh my foul! My bones within Are dust already, and I wear my fl sh Like a lose, upper garment, There are too many spirits here already, Would thou Wertenberg conjured, what shall I do? I have a suit, But Dam e ot speak. I am not well, The name of Dium ll came to quick upon me, I was not well prepared for such a found, It turned my blood oh ice, and I would not R covered so much warmth yet, to desire The sport I came for, would you please but to Worser miss me for a time, I would return, When I have heat and strength enough, for such A sprightful Actium. And please your Grace, Not I. This devil does not follow me, nor any of her Cubs I hope, I'm glad I came off so well, I never was so hight to engender with the Nightmare, could Grimundo find no other creature for my coupling but a Succubus, me thinks I smell the Fiend still. I am very jealous. Would? there she is again. Would? who? who is gone? The Devil? look well about you then, a Spirit, Of her constitution will set the house on fire Instantly and make a yonghell on't when Came she? I shall be everlastingly haunted With goblings, are sure thou sawest her? Piero, where's Piero? Would? what. Th'ast not enjoyed her? Shoot not so much compass, be brief and and swer me, hast thou enjoyed her? No, thou wilt be damned sufficiently without and oath, in the mean time, I do purpose to reward your nimble diligence, draw? I do mean to cut your throat, or perish 'th at tempt you see your destiny, my birth and spirit won't le me kill thee in the Dam ke, draw and be circum pect. 'Tis all one, my mind is altered, I will see what complexion your heart bears, do not negl ct my fury, but guard your self discreetly, if I hit upon the right v yne I may cure your diseasea'th blood. Would? And you won't Do that, I have another easy Suit to you. Your Caroach quickly—stay— Now I think better on't, my Wife lives with her, They are Companions, I had forgotten that? She is sick, mend let her mend, sheele spend her time worse, yet she knows my mind, and might do me the courtesy to die once, idem take it more kindly, then to be at charge with a Physician. This is strange. And I would cursed you for it, I remember. By whom? Never fear it, for if thou canst but corrupt her. I'll show a divorce presently. I'm glad a that, but of what Country Lady? Sick? where's her Doctor, I'll be acquainted with him, noble Lady. I am bold? I think I must be driven to't, what shall a man do with a woman that won't be ruled, I would given cause e nough to break any reasonable woman's heart in Savoy, and yet you see how I am troubled with her, but leave her to the Destinies, where is my Brother all this while? I came to meet him, what is't a match already? when shall we dance, and triumph in the Tiltyard, for honour of the high and mighty nuptials: where is he? How? She jeers him, by this lip I'll love thee, and thou wot abuse him, I knew he would but shame himself, and therefore durst not come with him, for mine own credit, I warrant, he came fierce upon thee with some parcel of Po etry, which he had coned by heart out of Tasso Guarrini, or some other of the same melting Tribe, and thought to have brought thy Maiden Town to his obedience, at the first noise of his furious Artillery. True? No, no, truth is a virtuous thing, and we cannot have too much on't, d'ee hear, if I may counsel you be wise, and stay for me, you may be my wife within this Month, and the Durchesse too. Is she not sick? Because she is not fruitful, is not that a sin. A fault, a fault, who can deny it? But what are those you practice with? A touch, come, what Commodities? What a ridiculous question, do you make, if death won't take a fair course with her, are there not reasons e nough in state think you, to behead her, or if that seem cruel, because I do not affect blood, but for very good ends, I can be divorced from her, and leave her rich in the Title of Lady Dowager. Spare them all, I h are ' m in thy accents. Can this be earnest, you did talk of Hell and Bug bears. You were a Christian, how came you to be converted. Let me ask you one question, were you never drunk? I do. Do so, and honest knave I see that, how happy Shall I be in him conversation, I sha'not need To keep any in fee to procure, and he be So well furnished, I ever I come to be Duke, I will Erect a magnificent College, endow it With reuen w to m intaine wenches, and With great pensions invite the fair Ladies From all partly of Christendom, into my Seraglio, Then, will I have this fellow gelded, and make him My chie e Eunuch ranger, or overs er of all, My precious tame fowl How now? What's this so me fury asleep, I'll take anon there path, another? Into what wilderness has this firedrake brought me? I dare not cry out for fear of waking they, would Grimundo were come back. Some mask, a device, to entertain me, would? And yet I see not how they should prepare so much ceremony, un less they had expected me, a curse upon their ill faces, they shook me at first, how now? Have ye no tongues? yes I will venture my self in your company, and you were my destinies, wo'd there were no worse in Hell, must I walk Like a bride too, fortune set on afore then, and thou dost not guide into a handsome place, wo'd thy eyes were out, and so thou mayest be taken for the blind Goddess indeed, forward to Venus Temple. V nished Like Fairies? Would what music this? the motion of the Spheres, or am I in Elisium. Here is would? What glorious creatures this commit a rape upon my senses on every side, but when I look on her, all other admirations are forgotten, and leslen in her glory. Thou hast obliged my soul, Let us be private with as much speed as may be. Away with those gipsies, so so. Exeunt allbu and Belinda. I forgotten to ske her name-Lady I am come . Shapes quotha, A Devil? I see her cloven foot, I ha'not, The heart to pray, Grimundo has undone me, Hold, come not near me, would? now I compare, The circumstances, they induce me to A sad belief, and I had breath enough, I would ask a question. How came Grimnndo, and your devilship, Acquainted I feel my self dissolve In sweat, I could never abide such mell neholly people. Suspect not, Her breath smells of brimstone. Do not pray, when did I last? I know not, farewell horror. He wants a wench, that goes to the Worser well for her. Grimundo? Spirit and familiar. Let me collect sure this fellow by th'circumstance Means Astella, thou talkest all this while of my Lady Dost not? I had forgotten my self this is new horror, Is my Lady and Piero so familiar sayest and In private? Done? and I'll be active too. I prithee tell me true, now thou shalt swear Hast thou not don't. I dare believe thee What did I see in her to doubt her firmness. Piero thou shalt wonder. You shall know that a non My Lady go with me. The'yr here; by your leave brother, my Lord Abbot? Witness enough. To make confession brother, and beg heavens And every good men pardon, for the wrong I 'done this excellent Lady, whom my soul New marries, and may heaven—would do not hold A Justice back, Grimunde is a traitor Take heed on him and say your prayers, he is The Deulls grand solliciter for souls, He hath not such another cunning engine I'th world, to ruin virtue. You are no hypocrite, he does every night Lie with a Succubus, he brought me to one Let him deny it, but heaven had pity on me. Would? there she is, do you not see her? Devil! I do defy thee, my Lord stand by me, I will be honest, spite of him and thee, And lie with mine own wife. Would? It's so my Lord. Have I been mocked into honesty? are not you a fury? And you a lie and subtle Epicure? I am fully wakened, be this kiss the pledge Of my new heart. 'Tis full of curiosity, Piero? To me. I Like this well, Recorders. I use muc cou ship, where's this music? ' is ravishing W ence does it breath?