HIPPOLITO

Eubella come to Court A Knight? Wy much good doot him, he's a gentleman may deserve it for his daughters sake. The Duke has the advan tage, he is able to make great men, there is no band to a round pension per annum, or the severe brow of authority, promoti on will turn the stomach, we under-sinners o'the common wealth, would nothing but our good parts to procure for us, she is Like to become game royal then. In some near place with the Duke, when the Duchess is in another bed and never Dreams on't; she may in time be a gamester, in the mean time the Duke will play at Cards with her, and if he chance turn up a coat, the honour shall be hers, and a stock perhaps to set up the precious sin withal, is she not yet Ladified? Thou art mistaken, she is in the way to fallen, a handsome Gen tle woman and new come to Court, in the high way to fallen too, if any thing will doot, the Duke has taken a course to take in her Maiden towns. No faith, I cannot properly say I did ever love her, she was too honest, if she have prayed since, she has been sorry for loving me so well,—she was too wise to be a whore, and I was not so much a fool to marry, till my time were come, Why the fallen of the leaf, when my Summer is over, the Dog-days may do much woe me, marry before one and thirty? a solescisme, 'tis more honourable to be a peep out, then stand at a single game, 'tis neither Courtly nor fashionable, and whats be come of her wise brother? He must needs show a high forehead, 'tis such a dog in a wheel, he'll never become a doublet in fashion, he talks as if he had read Poetry out of Almanacs, and makes a leg Like a Farmer, I wonder who begotten him? What father? It had been a question, had his mother been a Courtier, and not lived and died honest in the Country, they that look upon him, and his sister, would never think two, Pollux and Helena, twins, i'th same egg, yet she may be a good hen hereafter and lay, but and he be not addled, he is wiser then his nurse took him for Where are they? No I'll back again, I would not eaten to day, and I dare not look upon and honest woman fasting, 'tis ominous, and we have too many fishdayes already, if the Duke ask for me make some excuse, If thou lovest me interrupt me not, I dare not stay, there are new things at Court, and I would not provided a compliment yet I'll see thee anon. Come on sir. What de'e think ont, I shall never hit your subtle body Again sir How now man? I cannot take too deep and oath in such brisk claret, Say shall I know it Lady? You are a fool, You understand his meaning, will you be wise, and meet it? such favours are not offered to every body, I would known as handsome a Lady as you, would would given all the world, and her self too for a bribe to any man that would would procured her but a kiss, nay as honest women no dispraise would longed for't, and it was mercy in his highness to save the child's nose, you have the whole treasure presented to you, Jupiter in a golden shower falling into your lap intreats to be accepted, come You must receive him The Duke Will you feast, the water shall be summoned to bring in her finny and shell inhabitants, the air shall be unpeopled, and the birds come singing to their sacrifice, Banquets shall spread Like wildernesses, and present more variety then men can possibly take in surfeits. Are you sick? all the Court shall take physic for you, if but your finger ache, the Lords shall put on nightcaps, and happiest that Courtier that can first betray how much he suffers with you. Does not this Palace please, the Court removes to morrow: does the Situation distaste, new places are built, and pyramids to put down the Egyptians: will you hunt to day? the game is provided and taught news to delight you: will you take the pleasure of the River? the Barge attends, Music and the Marmaides go a long, Swans die a long the shores and sing their own dirges: will you spend? the Exchequer is yours all honour and offices yours, and which is the crown of all, the Duke himself is yours, whose ambition shall be to make those pleasures lasting, and every day create new ones to delight his Mistress. How now, he won't serve me so? WHat pity 'tis these pleasures are not lawful. Prithee no more o'that Death, from that hand, I apprehend no mercy Not have I so much innocenee to hope You will delay your justice,, were I armed With power to resist, I should add more Offences by defending of this life That has so basely injured you. With this I have sometime releeud your valour And had no pity of my blood, but then I was a friend, in such a cause as this I have no arm no weapon, not, if I Were sure the bullet would dceline my heart. It does beget a cowardice to think How I am fallen. You showed a charity above my hope By giving a few minutes for my prayer, Which shows you had no meaning to destroy The soul, it Rare compassion, but if you Could possibly forgive? I say if it were possible you could Remit so foul (in me the blakst) offence Not for the love I have to number days But by some noble service, to wash off This shame, this leprosy upon my name I have but vainly interrupt your fury You cannot must not pardon it, such mercy Becomes not and Italian. I am prepared so well As this short time will give me leave. A miracle I must not appear melancholy His graces humble creature Both in prison You too much honour me Lady, I am sent to know your full and final resolution touching the business the Duke propounded, though your father be shut up yet change of air is fitter for your complexion, the Duke is a Gentleman that may command in these parts 'tis not for want of provision, the Duke has a mind to cut up your virginity. Thats very hard Stay a little There's something more in my commission You mean a pander it ha been a thriving way for some, But I am employed by his grace. The first proof of my conversion Shall be to tell the Duke he has done ill To court thee sinfully Enter Duke. That title Will be above all honours the Duke can Let fallen upon me, that I have been wild I must with shame remember, but my study Of after life to her and all the world I hope shall purchase thee a better name. I shall return, excuse me a few minutes. It concerns my honour, but nothing shall Detain me long; all places are but darkness Without thy eyes, I'll visit em' again You shall scarce think me absent Your voice has better music too, it sounds As some religious melancholy struck. Upon your heart y'aue prayed lately I distinguish A tear upon your cheek still 'tis well done I cannot blame thy eyes, If every time, I am presented to they the unhadpy object thou dost weep Clariana, I have deserved to find the lowest place Within thy charity, yet such is thy Compassion, when my fate is cast And my unworthy life marked for the sacrifice Thou art willing to preserve Hippolito And to that purpose sentest to speak with me You're not yet quite lost What means Clariana ? Enter Milena. Cruel dessembler. My wound hath had a happy patience. Farewell. A Gentlewoman? Is she handsome? I'll trouble you no more, I thank you for this exercise What means the Gentlewoman? I am not to be bought Lady. Do not over valve me neither. Have you business with me Lady? Expect me in the next room. To see how I do, why I thank you, you are pretty, and I Am'well, what and they were both put together No good faith not I, but I shall desire to know you any way You please See you? you have a beauty would challenge a remembrance But sure I was not so happy till this minute And such beauty was made to be flattered The more excellent, I do not love your artificial faces give Me one that dates blush, and have but her own colour for't Her'es a cheek hath both Cream and Strawberry S it a lip with Cheeries that say come eat me. Not so bold as you are welcome, you say you came to see me And I would satisfy more then one of your senses. I do not Know your name, Lay it up precious to memory, and open it as a relic for Men to do it reverence, at my crowned table drink a health To the excellent owner, and call it my everlasting Valentine. By this kiss but I would; Why conceal it, I am not in love with a name, and yet I have a Grudging, asuspition, that you would paund or lost it Your good name, but let it go, I can tarry Till you recover it, I have a bed with in Lady, and a Couch. Nothing but to laugh and lie down: There is a Gallery to walk after. Leave this impertinency, and resolve me again what you Came hither for To take it down, Very good, I shall love this periwinke. So they, say, but dare not lie with e'm Be Like you hold some intelligence in my affairs, and have a Catalogue of all my gennets, I think there be some women In the world that wish me well, and shan't I Love they again? The misery on't is, I have never a Mistress Women I grant, some movables, trimmings for a chamber things that serve the turn, but never a mistress one that I would love and honour above all, my Lady Paramount, and super-inten dent Lindabrides and such and Empress would thou Wertenberg. The Duke; Lady I'll wait upon you presently. Say I attend his grace immediately, Lady pardon my former rude trespasses, how unwelcome the cause is that must divorce me from your sweet company I can only imagine, but if you dare be so gracious, having already so much honoured me to entertain the time of my absence in that gallery, where some Pictures may help away the time, you will oblige in the highest degree your servant, as I am a Gentleman I will return instantly, and ac knowledge the infinite favors: I must not lose her yet, Lady with your pardon, you shall keep possession a while, This key will secure you till my return. I hope it will be a fashion shortly for Gentlewomen to come home and take their tribute, it will be some relief to our laundresses. Venus grant me a speedy return, And she escapes me very hard if she have not her come again. Exe. When would you have me doot? I am not so well Fortified as I may be and hour hence I am undone, the poor Gentlewoman will be in Purgatory when she finds I would locked her up, and how to release her I know not, no trick, no device? Bellamento prithee friend go to my lodging, and with this key release a Gentlewoman, that expects my return, the Duke has put a scurvy business upon me, kiss her hand for me, and excuse my stay, wot? tell her hereafter I hope we shall meet and not be distracted, my honour is in pawn, No quittance now. I'll do what I can; I may have better luck for you then For my self, give us opportuniy. Lady I bring you news, which you must welcome, And give me thanks for, The Duke loves you. I am not drunk, the Duke, I say does love you Thats well said Bring a Fiddlestick, come you do not know what it is to be a Dukes Mistress, to enjoy the pleasures o'the Court to have all heads bore, the knees bow to you, every door fly open as you tread, with your breath to raise this Gentleman, pull down that Lord, and new mould the tother Lady, wear upon a tire the wealth of a province, have all the fashions brought first to you, all Courtiers sue to you, Tilts and Tournaments for you; to have the air you live in, nay your very breath perfumed, the pavement you tread upon kisst, nay your Dog, or Munkey, not saluted without and officious leg, and some title of reverence. Are you Melancholy? a Mask is prepared, and Music to charm Orpheus himself into a stone, numbers presented to your ear that shall speak the soul of the immortal English Jonson, a scene to take your eye with wonder, now to see a forest move, and the pride of summer brought into a walking wood, in the instant as if the sea had swallowed up the earth, to see waves capering about tall ships, Arion upon a rock playing to the Dolphins, the Tritons calling up the sea-Nimphes to dance before you: in the height of this rapture a tempest so artificial and sud dame in the clouds, with a general darkness and thunder so seeming made to threaten, that you would cry out with the Mariners in the work, you cannot escape drowning, in the turning of and eye, these waters ravish into a heaven, glorious and angelical shapes presented, the stars distinctly with their motion and music so enchanting you, that you would wish to be drowned indeed, to dwell in such a happiness I think I should not. Worse? Vanities? And you go to that Lady, that which you partly withal for All these pleasures, is but a trifle Your maidenhead? where is it? who ever saw it? Is it a thing in nature? what marks has it? many have been lost you'd say, who ever found em'? and could say and justify, this is such or such a woman's maidenhead? a mere fiction, and yet you think you have such a jewel on't I tell you what I think. I did not trouble you with this divinity, But I'll not doo't for a hundred angels, thank you as much As though I did, that were the trick of a wise Courtier, tell The Prince of his faults He shall do when I take it upon me, I am not weary o'my place, thou wodst make a very fine Court Surgeon—well dee hear, you won't do this feat for the Duke then? You wonot you're resolved for his sake, why then prithee doo't for mine, you told me once you loved me, I'll take it as a courtesy; My ways, they shanot trouble you, I'll take my own Course, meet him but to night for my sake and twine with him. I shall do no good upon her—were I the Duke, you should Find another usage. I told you sir, I was not armed toth' purpose, you took me un provided, at the next bou't I may do somewhat, ith mean time let me counsel you, to let her feed high, shee'le never fallen low enough else, she must be dieted, if you let her pick her salads, you may fast another Lent, and all our pains be not worth and egg at Easter. So so Im'e discharged, now to my guest. Exeunt. Would, your Mistress? May I be confident, you have forgiven My wild discourse, my studies shall hereafter bend all to serve you nobly I'll assist the Clarke Had I but one thing that did touch on honour My friendship, and is that disea worser already And languishing? was it for this I would not See her that I might trespass with more gilded When she was married? are not other women As fair and tempting? or am I hurried By violence of my fate to love her best That should be most a stranger? and does she Meet my modest flame? nay must the tapers Sacred to Hymen light us to our sins? Lust was too early up in both, o man O woman! that our fires had kissed Like lightning Which does no sooner blaze but is extinct, she's here. I was collecting my self about some business Must be dispatched this morning, sirrah pray The groom make ready my horse There's the Devil already, I cannot leave her My boy may go howsoever. Exit. Page You are not serious In what you say? I hope you do not take me For such a juggler? if you think I practice And of Mars when they are in conjunction, they incline us mortals Strangely to love and lie with one another As how Madam? I had desires too I could not justify But knowledge that you were my friends, for that time All lose fires, but love that swayed you, then quenchd And kept your thoughts longing, met with my heart And scald it up for you, yet when I think on Bellemente. Theres wrestlings in my blood. I never dream of that Sure there's no woman in the world but this Could have such power against my friend, each sillable Renews her force upon me, I shanot go yet, Lady if you please We'll walk a turneith Garden. Eeunt. Sirrah come hither. Entreat my father meet me at Court, Theres no hast for my Nag yet. Exit. For all that Madam, there is danger in some purlies, and when the Keeper is none of the wisest, their bolts are sooner shot, I Like the sport, but would not be taken at the deer stealing, yet for such a Do as thou art, I would venture— Yet you are very confident. Or if blood Must only satisfy, let your sword here Both in revenge, the greatest sinner kill If men were not, what woman could be ill. Be confident I will prevail, I have a new spell for her By this lip If my profane touch make thee not offended There is no good I will not act, nor ill I will not suffer to deserve thy love But I am miserable and cannot merit I have not been at home these many years Yet I will call my conscience to account For all, and throw my self upon heavens charity, Why dost thou weep? Then here I take it in To my possession Sir, here are none such I can assure your highness I never did you. True service till this minute, and I dare Now tell you, though you cut my head off, 'tis Not justice to pursue the ruin of A harmless maid Call me some Name, I understand my Lord This virgin now is mine. This cannot make me yet forget your person The more you vex the more we grow together In honour and chased love 'Tis a title a prince should be ambitious of. This exceeds all your favours I Know not what to resolve, this letter has distracted me It is not wisdom to acquaint Eubella, let me perus't again. Sir, though I have repented my love, which drew my dishonour, I have not lost my charity, and therefore can take no pleasure in your ruin, meet me to morrow early in the grove behind the Palace, I will discover a plot against your life, I pity your danger, and will secure more joys to your bride, be secret yet and trust her, that is no otherwise then nobly yours, Clariana. 'Tis some thing Bellamente has designed. For his revenge, did he speak strangely sayest? Thou didst mistake him, he meant I should die, he wonot ill me at the altar? perhaps I shall be poisoned at dinner, a thousand ways there are to let out life I must be certain. Eubella and her father Enter Eubella and Sebastian. Some truce with my affliction. I must be certain. Eubella and her father Some truce with my affliction. May the day shine bright upon thee 'Twill purchase but a pair of Gloves I have seen it, when it was less sad, but 'tis The richer Jewel set in black, you never Wore garments did so well become you Lady Clariana, I Shall not have time enough to thank thee, when Thou hast discovered what conspiracy Threatens my head, unless you use some brevity There is a work this morning to be finished Requires my personal attendance. I wait your purpose And such blessing as the earth were poor Without her, That most virtuous fair one How Clariana. You point at that which takes the Eye And is but half a hansomnesse at best Unless the mind be furnished with those virtues Which write a woman fair, but Clariana There is no time for this dispute, and I Am somewhat sorry you have fallen upont When I but praised Eubella modestly, She is to me the best and fairest now Of all the world, but turn to the occasion That brought me hither, I would hear what practice Is meant against my life, which I would now Preserve for that deer virgin, more then love To keep it for my use, I did imagine How ever Bellamente showed a formal And calm release, yet he would meditate Revenge at such a time he most should wound me And had not I a perfect confidence Your thoughts meant simple pity to my danger I should not thus far have engaged my self, Then I beseech you tell me Why dee delay me thus Clariana? I am prepared, You amaze me, what unhappiness? Will Bellamente be so cruel to thee Having forgiven Is there no prevention Pronounce then as much safety as my strength can give thee against any enemy be But Bellamente, I have wounded him Too much already, may I credit then There is treachery aiming at my blood Declare what man I must oppose in thy Protection You're mystical There will be No use of valour then What was that? Kill my Eubella? Not marry her, why theres no steel can bring So certain and so violent a death, Forsake Eubella now, now when she's dressed My glorious bride, the Nuptial ceremony And Priest expecting us, I know you speak not In hope I should believe, you may as well Bid me'commit a murder on my life For this will kill her and we both are one. Who hath instructed you to this? Too much, be not deceived, There is no love that is not virtuous And thy consenting thus far but in thought Is sacrilege, and thou dost rob the Church Twice, first in violation of thy vows Which there were registered, and then mine expected I dare not hear you talk thus Woman thou hast undone me. 'Tis not that I fear To die, thou knowest I am not guilty Of any second shame, but my Eubella That every minute looks to be my bride How the thought rends me. There is no way Bellamente. This letter summoned me I tremble not in my innocence to think Of death but my Eubella, poor Eubella Except the wound my hasty sword Gave as reward for this too near my heart I fear For poor Eubellas sake Send for Eubella rather O let me breath my last upon her lips It will concern thee Bellamente somewhat The world will think this murder was thine else Hast, hast my deer Eubella. Enter Bonaldo Give me your last blessing Ime going a long Pilgrimage, you gave Too great a licence to my youth My wanton blood now pays fort, Clariana And I have changed a wound, where is Eubella? Nay Lady, you cannot offend me that way, I can be as Rude as you— Thou hast so rich A stock of goodness, were all other women Vicious, thou mightest impart enough to make The whole sex white again, and leave thy self One degree less then angel: canst thou pardon That I have tempted thee so far? thy hand To give it a religious kiss, when next My tongue is orator in so foul a cause The argument it self turn a disease And eat it to the root. I am changed Eubella And more to try thy strength then to overcome I speak now for the Duke, keep still thy thoughts Devout to honour, after I have studied A years repentance for my wrongs to thee, I will presume to say I love Eubella Would devil what hast done?