VILAREZO

What gallants irra are they newly entered? Give your observance then, I know their business; Catalina and Berinthia are the stars Direct them hither, Gaspars house shall give Respect to all, but they are two such Jewels, I must dispose maturely, I should else Return ingratitude upon the heavens For leaving me such pledges, not am I, Like other father's carried with the stream Of love tooth youngest, as they were in birth They had my tenderness, Catalina then Is eldest in my care, Berinthia Her child's partly too, both fair and virtuous; But daughters are held losses to a family, Sons only to maintain honour and stem Alive in their posterity, and I now think on't, My son Sebastiano hath been slow In his return from Lisbon, o that boy Renews my age with hope, and hath returned My care in educa ion, weight for weight With noble ai ty, will beloved that best Oh h Dons in Spain and Portugal, whole loves Do often threaten his absence to such length As hath been. eres my eldest daughter With her amorous Count, I'll not be seen, Be not so careful Cooze, your brother's well. Be confident if he were otherwise You should have notice, whom hath he to share Fortune's without you? all his ills are made Less by your bearing partly, his good is doubled By your communichaing. His Master happily hath commanded him To attend him homeward, this is recompensed Already, look they are come; You're welcome sir. You make me covetous. You have a thousand sir, is this your treasure? You have not dealt so honourably sir, As did become you, to proceed so fa e Without my knowledge, give me leave to tell you You are not welcome. I'll cloister her, and starve this spirit Makes her deceive my trust; Catalina Upon thy duty I command thee, take Her custody on thee, keep her from the eye Of all that come to Averro, let her discourse With pictures on the wall, I fear she hath Forgotten to say her prayers, is she grown sensual? O keep thy accents for a better cause, She hath contemd us both, thou caused not see What blemish she derives unto our name. Yet these are sparks, he hath a fire within, Will turn all into flames, where Valasco? Thou art too full of pity, nay th'art cruel To thy own fame, he must not have access To prosecu e, it was my doting sin, Of too much confidence in Berinthia, Gave her such liberty, on my blessing punish it, 'Twill be a virtuous act, the snow I thought Was not more innocent, more cold, more chaste Why my command bound her in ribs of ice, But she's dissolved, to thee I'll leave her now, Be the maintainer of thy Father's vow, What villains durst attempt it? I fear Valasco guilty of this rape. Seb. 'Tis true upon my soul, o false Antonio. Antonio, boy up before the day, Upon my blessing I command thee post To Elva's Castle, summon that false man To quit his shameful Actium, bid him return Thy sister back, whose honour will be lost For ever in't, if he shall dare deny her, Double thy Father's spirit, call him to A strict account, and with thy sword enforce him, O I could leap out of my age me thinks, And combat him my self be thine the glory, This stain will never wash off, I feel it settle On all our blood, away, my curse pursue This disobedience. And you are here as safe, as if you had and army for your Guard. Nor think my noble cozen means you any disho nou_r_ here. And it is worth A noble gratitude to have been quit, By such and honourer as Antonio is Of fair Berinthi . Pity such valour should be employed, Upon no better cause, they will inform him. I dare maintain it. Take a time to inform your father sir, my noble Cozen is to be found here constant. What are the Nobles more than common men When all their honour cannot free them from Shame and abuse; as greatness were a mark Stuck by them but to give direction For men to shoot indignities upon them? Are we called Lords of riches we possess, And can defend them from the ravishing hand Of strangers, when our children are not safe From thieves and robbers, none of us can challe ge Such right to wealth and fortuues of the world, Being things without us; but our children are Essential to us, and participate Of what we are: partly of our very nature, Our selves but cast into a younger mould, And can we promise, but so weak assurance Of so near treasures. Oh Villarezo shall Thy age be trampled on, no, it shall not, I will be known a father, Portugal Shall not report this infamy unrevenged, It will be a bar in Vilarez es arms Passed all posterity; Come Cat lina, thou wilt stay with me, Prepare to welcome home Sebastiano, Whom I expect with honour, and that baggage Ambitious girl Berinthia. Heres thy virtue still, To excuse her Catalina, no believe it, Shes nought, passed hope, I have and eye can see Into her very heart, thou art too innocent. Valasco welcome too, Berinthia Is not come home yet, but we shall see ̄ her Brought back with shame; and is't not justice would? What can be shame enough? My daughter? do not call her so, she has not True blood of Vilarezo in her veins; She makes her self a bastard, and deserves To be ut off Like a disordered branch, Disgracing the fair tree she springs from. Right, right Valasco, I do love thee fort, 'Tis so, and thou shalt see I have a sense Worthy my birth and person. Catalina read here, Valasco, both of you, And let me read your faces, would? they wonder. It will, it shall, come Jacquit you both, They must n to thus fool me. It shall be so. Count Monte nigro. Valasco, you may accompany the Count, There may be employment of your valour too; Tell me at your return, whither my son May prove a soldier, heres new warrant for Antonio's death, if there be coldness urge it, 'Tis my desire, isle study a better service. Away then both, no compliment, I wish you eithe Had a Pegasus, be happy, my old blood boils, this Must my peace secure, such sores as these must Have a desperate cure. Guard thee Count. Guard thee Valasco then. Would, this must not be Sebastiano, I shall be angry if you throw not off This melancholy, it does ill become you, Do you repent your duty, were the Actium Again presented to be done by thee: And being done, again should challenge from thee A new performance, thou wouldst show no blood Of Vilarezoes, if thou didst not run To act it, though all horror, death and vengeance Dogged thee at thy heals; come I am thy Father, Valve my blessing, and for other peace I'll to the King, let me no more see thee cloudy. Catalina. Would, Defend good heaven, by whom. Rack not my soul amazement, 'tis a dream sure. I am Planet struck, a direful Tragedy, and have I no partly in't: how do you Like it, would? wast not Done toth' life? they are my own children; this was My eldest girl, this Berinthia the Tragedian, Whose love by me resisted, was mother of all this Horror; and theres my boy too, that slew Antonio Valiantly, and fell under his sisters rage, what Art thou boy? Were you a friend of Sebastiano then? No, I believe you, but thou canst not be my daughter; 'Tis false, he lies that says Beriathia Was author of their death's, 'twas Villarez , A father's wretched curiosity, dead, dead, dead. Will you so? Come I am armed, take up their bodies, Castabella you Are not chief mourner here, he was my son, Remember that, Berinthia first, she was the Youngest, put her ith' pithole first, then Catalina; Strow, strow flowers enough upon em, for they Were maids; now Sebastiano, take him Up gently, he was all the sons I had; now March, come you and I are twins in this days Unhappiness, we'll match together, follow close We'll overtake em, softly, and as we go, We'll dare our fortune for another woe. Old Gaspars house is honoured by such guests, Now by the tomb of my progenitors, I envied, that your fame should visit me So oft without your person, Sebestiano Hath been long happy in your noble friendship, And cannot but improve himself in virtues, That lives so near your love. Come let us in, my house spreads to receive you, Which you may call your own, I'll lead the way. Nay then you mock me sir, you must not leave me Without discourtesy so soon, we trissle time, This night you are my guest, my honoured Count, My Done Val sco. Although last night you were inclined to go, Let us prevail this morning. Why sirrah, will you rob us of your master. 'Tis fair, and reasonable, well sir, my son Shall wait on you oth' way, if any occasion Draw you to Avero, lets hope you'll see us, You know your welcome. By any means, nay sir. To me Diego, prithee speak it. With all my heart Diego. But what say a Ansilva, hast thou a mind to a husband? We'll bring you to the Gam e. Sebastiano, thou hast largely recompene'd Thy tedious absence, you shall dishonour me, Unless you think your self as welcome here, As at your Elva's Castle, Vilarezo Was once as you are sprightly, and though I say it Maintained my father's reputation, And honour of our house with actions Worthy our name and family, but now, Time hath let fallen cold snow upon my hairs, Ploughed on my brows the furrows of his anger Disfurnishd me of active blood, and wrapped me Half in my sear cloth, yet I have mind That bids me honour virtue, where I see it Bud forth and spring so hopefully, Hell on her grace, is this her duty? would, I can forget my nature if she dare Make so soon for feit of her piety; O where is that same awful dread of Parent, Should live in children; 'tis her ambition To out run her sister, but I'll curb her impudence, Daughters speak his welcome, Catalina.