SEBASTIAN

Hold that constant my Eubella She has found a misery Nor I. Do not, do not You ever have been held and honest man. Pray, do not mock me, it has pleased his grace To give, me a new name; a riban in my forehead But there's a price too great set for the honour, That is my daughter sir, and though I say't She is yet a virgin, would you partly with such A child to buy a Kinghthood? bribe at such Expense for a poor title? I wood I did, the way To be assured is to ask the question sir I know not what to say, but do you think She shall be safe here, is the Court a Sanctuary For virgins? It depends upon the Princes chastity Whose example builds up virtue Or makes iniquity a trade Why should any Promotion charm my honest tongue? Idem rather Plough my own acres with my innocence Then have my name advanced by poisoned honour, He must not Whore my daughter Great sir We hear you are to be married. Be resolute for thy honour, I weigh not The titles he would heap, remember girl Thy mother's virtue, since thy birth, though noble Cannot expect his Courtship for thy self, Scorn to be called a Lady for his pleasure I know not, still I fear her innocence Is not enough to guard her, if the Duke Pursue her viciously, what is a virgin Against so many flattering temptations? I would you would be pleased my Lord Shall I be choked with honours and not speak? Where is my courage, shall a few gay titles Corrupt a father? Bovaldo thou art reported a Good fellow. Is there no trick to give a man a spirit? I would be valiant; I dare not talk; Well thought on, that shall arm me against all His flattery shall's to a Tavern? It shall be so; the Courts too open, You shall command Sebastian No titles, I'll thither to forget em and drink my self into a heat above his conjuration, if there be a spirit in wine I'll swallow it: How is man fallen; that to preserve his name and defend innocence must fly to shame. WE might with more discretion sent for wine To my own lodgings. Here I am not known, let no body interrupt us After a cup or two I'll tell thee. Her'es a good health to him The same justice that mine had. By no means, it takes from our own mirth This is the trick of Taverns, when men desire to be private. A Mistress at my years? New come to Court? I'll pray for her, is she virtuous? Yet more o'these rascals? Presto be gone, or isle teach you a trick for your Jackanapes Learning, they will be deceived that choose a Tavern for privacy Poor girl, I thank you sir. Of what? Her complexion is natural, she has no trick of art A little breeding she has had; and some precepts to guard her Honesty It should be every where I speak Bonaldo what I think, and it would be no Dishonour to the greatest to be the first examples. Name it The Duke, he does not love me No Bovaldo he does not, 'Tis not Princely, Nay I shall dare to tell him so, but To his health. I begin to be warm already. As ill thou wodst say? Thou knewest me a Gentleman No I'm a Knight, a Lord I know not what, I'm lost within a wilderness of names But I will be my self again—the tother cup. This skirmish will do well Now I could talk me thinks. I will not prostitute Eubella for The wealth of his whole Dukedom, ther'es no honour To a noble conscience, he is the greatest coward. Dares not be honest. Dares cut his father's throat I prithee leave this humour, 'tis not generous, I shanot eat my words Thou art all for wenching, Dee not fear to talk thus? This is uncivilll, and I shall tell Bonaldo You're too bold, and forget your self, I am Ashamed of this converse; because the Duke? Did his hand grasp the Sceptres of the world And would propound e'm all to buy the honour Of my Eubella, I would scorn his salary And tell him he were poorer in his soul Then he that feeds ith hospital, I'm armed And shall grow very angry with your humour Which ere it named my daughter carried wickedness Enough, but in her cause I am easily Provoked to teach that tongue repentance dares Traduce her whitnesse, I allow a mirth But do not love this madness, and if I Might counsel you, there is a way to quench These wild licentious flames, earnest of those Our souls shall feel hereafter, we are both In years, and should look out our winding sheet Not women, He's drunk already That which has raised me but to noble anger Is his distraction, theres for your wine Now to the wanton Duke, heaven let him see His shame and know, great men that practice lust Both kill their body and corrupt their dust, Let him fret do what he can, The world shall call, Sebastian honest man. Exit. Give me leave to tell Your highness I suspect it. Why should a Prince dissemble? Sir sir I must be honest Eubella express thy duty To him thou callest a father, for thy own Sake leave this place, the Court's a fire Canst thou not see the flames that threaten thee? But you would make her tame, look look Eubella The Duke himself burns, do not his eyes sparcke With lust, his very breath will blast thee If yet thou hast not lost thy innocence I charge thee, by thy mother's memory And colder ashes, keep thy self unstained Let no temptation corrupt a thought Th'art richer in thy chastity, then all The Kings of earth can make thee, if thou fallen Thou killest my heart Lord me no Lords I groan under the burden of your honours And here resign all, give me but my daughter Let not a sin so black as lust degrade A Prince and register thy dishonord name With foul adulteries I would preserve the name of our yet honest famil I fear she is over come already, I do not Like her silence. O let Sebstian fallen Lower sir, I beseech you tread upon me So you will still be honest to my child, She is all my comfort But will you not Hereafter study to betray her innocence? Or give her licence to return with me? I'll ask no more assurance, grant but this And when we are at home, it shall oblige us Beside the duties we already owe In heart to pray for you Then I'll unthank your Goodness And dare thus boldy tell your highness, laws Are most unjust that punish petty thieves And let the great ones escape, Princes may take our children from us, not To advance but kill their names, corrupt their virtues; When needy men, that steal to feed their lives Are doo'md to the Gallouse. Take hence the ravisher Although he ravish not Eubella From her self, yet he does ravish A daughter from her father, and isle voice it Through every street, I am not bound to whisper When griefs so loud within me. It will but spread thy infamy, when men Shall speak my cause, and thy lasciviousness Which I will tell so often to the stones The vault shall be ashamed to echo thee Eubella Do bury me alive, be strong Eubella And let not death by my example shake thee. More welcome then my liberty, Eubella Has made my heart glad with your new character And now my son Hippolito. You will not leave us this morning? We must expect you then. Signior you are most welcome, I entreat you To call my girl your daughter Sir please you retire, he is new departed Nay we did not examine his affair But we expect his quick return Eubella His grief has overchargd him Be comforted Eubella, all thy tears Will not recall his life Does your grace mean this honour? After this shower is over, she will shine Doubt not my Lord, and bless her happy stars She was